All language subtitles for Veronica Mars S02E21

In 1987, I was "people" magazine's
"sexiest man alive".

I made a lot of money chasing people
around with my shirt unbuttoned.

If I wanted to do a movie,

the movie got made.

Then I got older.

I started getting cast as
the father of superstar tweens

who have no idea of who I am.

It's a new age.

They're the ones who are
getting movies made today.

I'm just some old guy.

Enter Lilly Kane...

this young, beautiful girl
who thought I hung the moon.

It's a very powerful thing when

someone sees you as the person that you
wish you were.

Even if that person is 16
and dating your son?

I didn't claim that it was right.

I said it was powerful.

Mr. Echolls, did you have sex
with Lilly Kane?

No, no... we...

we fooled around a little,
for lack of a better term,

but I never had intercourse with her.

And you ended the relationship
on the day she was killed,

- correct?
- Yes.

Can you tell us what happened?

Lilly came to the house.

She wanted attention, I guess.

I told her we had to stop.

She stormed out.

It wasn't until after she'd left
that I realized she had taken my oscar.

So I went to her house to get it back.

And did she give it to you?

No. She yelled a lot.
She threw an ashtray at me.

Then her brother, Duncan,
came out. He was enraged.

He was screaming at her about me,

I mean,
as though I wasn't even there.

I probably
shouldn't have left her with him,

but I panicked.

I mean,
as crazy as he was acting,

- I never would have imagined...
- Objection.

Yes, I'm sorry, your honor.
So, after this argument,

that was the last time
you saw Lilly Kane?

It was the last time
I saw her alive, yes.

So, apparently, if you're handsome
and famous enough,

you can just lie under oath,
and that's cool.

It's all about the tapes now, honey.

That oscar trophy with Duncan's hair
is gonna create doubt...

reasonable or otherwise.

But if they believe you and Logan
saw Aaron having sex with Lilly,

they'll convict him.

Honey, when you get your chance
to testify,

it's important
you keep yourself in check, okay?

Aaron's lawyer is gonna use everything
in his bag of tricks to rile you.

But here's the thing...

I'm un-rile-able.

"Easygoing Veronica Mars"...

that's what the kids at school call me.

You sure you don't want to go over
your testimony with the lawyers again?

You know what I want...

more than anything in the world?

I want to be there, in court,

watching Aaron at the moment
the jury reads the verdict.

I want to see that smirk
wiped from his face.

I want to see his expression
at the exact moment he realizes...

he'll never be a free man again.

"Easygoing Veronica Mars", huh?

You know how fat men
are sometimes called "tiny"?

That's for saving my life.

What do I have to do for a pie?

I'm kidding.

They're great. Thanks.

But I'm not sure
what I did qualifies as lifesaving.

- Sure, it does.
- Well, thanks.

I kind of have to get back to...

so, you are mad.

I knew that things were gonna be weird
because of that stuff with our dads.

I'm not mad, Gia.
I'm just trying to study.

We should study
for the health final together.

You want to?
Tomorrow night, my house?

I'll make flash cards.

Fine. Okay.
Tomorrow night.

Where'd these come from?

I saved someone's life.
Can't talk. Studying.

Well, not me, baby.
I'm cruising through this week.

Did he just call me "baby"?

Mm-hmm.

I got my scholarship to Hearst.
My grades are fine.

Good to go.

Do you want me to cry?

- I'm just saying...
- Because I'll cry.

I have to ace... ace...

all of my finals and hope
that Angie Dahl chokes on one of hers,

and that still doesn't guarantee me
the Kane scholarship.

Do you know how long
I've wanted to go to Stanford?

- Since middle school.
- Elementary, my dear Wallace.

Any idea how long
I've waited to say that?

It's so funny that you're working so
hard to go to Stanford with Angie Dahl,

when Wallace, Mac,
and your dad will all be in Neptune.

Said the girl who's leaving all this
to go to France.

Ah, do you see
a plane ticket in my hand?

Seriously.
You might stay?

With dad's still in this mess...

Could you guys tone down the adorable?

Western civ.
Isn't gonna learn itself.

I'm gonna need milk with those
cupcakes. Anyone want anything?

Uh, peace,
with a side of quiet?

- She...
- Shh.

Veronica.

- Got a minute?
- Not really.

I need your help with something.

Okay. This is a little weird
for me, you know?

Is this gonna make me nauseous?

I need your help with,
you know, algebra.

Like, the math?

To pass this year, I need to get
at least a "B" on the final.

I don't pass, I don't graduate.

My grandmother wants to see me
walk across that stage at graduation.

And now, with her being sick
and everything...

I wish I could help,
but I can'.

I'm swamped with my own finals.

Yeah.

All right.

Sorry.

Look at this!
You're like animals!

Somebody's got to clean
this up, you know.

But not me.
That's right. They fired me.

I guess I'm good enough...

to drive an armored
troop-transport truck through Tikrit,

but not to polish the floors
at Neptune high!

Hey, anybody want to cut out of here?

I might try to jump snake canyon.
Who wants to go for a ride?

What, no one?

Where's my girl? Huh?

G- g-g-Gia!

Hey.
Who are you calling?

No one.

I said,
"who are you calling?!"

Don't cry.

A surprise!

Sync by vNaru

Thomas Dohanic,
or "Lucky" as he was known,

was a very disturbed young man.

I've learned from
our sheriff's department

that he just completed a tour in Iraq.

Is it true the gun he had
was filled with blanks?

Yes.

That has been confirmed.

He was arrested
for stalking your family.

What was your relationship
with mr. Dohanic?

Honestly,
we didn't really have one.

He was a bat boy for
the Sharks back in his teens.

We had to let him go
after some of the players

complained about his job performance.

Why do you think
he took the gun to school?

Was he looking for your daughter?

I don't know.

I doubt we'll ever be able
to make sense out of the actions

Look at that.
His eyes are turning brown.

I'm thinking about getting you
some sort of giant hamster ball

so you can roll everywhere
in this protective sphere.

It would just draw attention to me.

Nobody likes a blonde
in a hamster ball.

So, I got into Lucky's apartment.

He sent a whole bunch of e-mails
to Woody,

all from different e-mail addresses.

What did they say?

Nothing.
There were attachments.

Lucky trashed the original files.

I'm hoping I'll be able
to get ahold of them at Woody's.

You really think Woody would keep
threatening e-mails in his inbox?

The way e-mail works on your
standard POP account, Veronica,

the e-mail remains on the server
for a period of time...

maybe a week, a month, longer.

And then when you log on
to your e-mail application,

the mail is pulled down.

If you don't want people to see it,
you delete it.

Yes, but the e-mail
still exists on the server.

So, all one has to do

is find a seldom-used computer
and hope that that computer

hasn't downloaded
the incriminating e-mail yet.

And Woody must have six network
computers in that house of his.

So if you have his password...

Which I do.

I looked over his shoulder
once when he was signing on.

He should know. You never log in
with a Mars nearby.

Woody's got a Sharks dinner
tomorrow night...

a whole table reserved
for the Goodman family.

The coast should be clear.

Actually, it won't be.

Gia is having
her number-one study buddy over.

So...

Veronica.

What? Why should you
break in when I'm invited?

Woody will be at the dinner.

And we both know...

if it came down to it,

I could take Gia.

The password.

Give it.

You'll remember it.
It's "mr. Goodwood".

I'm so not touching his keyboard.

Wallace literally sailed
over the table. Sailed.

Then he just slams into this guy,
just like, "bam"!

And tackles him to the ground.

Thank god he was there.

He was pretty freaked out after,
but he's doing okay now.

What?

I'm the one who's supposed
to keep you safe.

I'm supposed to make your life easier,
and I've...

I've made it a circus.

Okay, no more pain-killers for you.

Hey, you're out of your mind.

My life is not a circus.

No, it's the best it's ever been.

There.

Hello, son.

You know, if you would have given Lilly
the performance you gave today,

she might have given you the oscar.

I wanted to talk to you
before you testify.

We both know the D.A.'s gonna ask
what you saw on those tapes.

I think it's in your best interest
that you don't tell him.

Because I want so desperately for you
to be free so we can be a family again?

Logan, the moment that you say
you saw those tapes,

you will be admitting
to destroying state's evidence.

I'm gonna win this, son.

And there's no sense
in you being convicted of a felony.

Oh, gee, dad,
you're always looking out for me.

Thanks for the advice.

I don't know.

Hey, Cassidy.

Who's Amber?

I have no idea.

They keyed the wrong car?

How's Amber gonna know
that she's a bitch?

No yeah... this is...
this is hysterical.

Do you know
how much this is gonna cost to fix,

not to mention
how long it's gonna take?

Hey, Veronica.

Hey...

...You.

Hart.

I haven't said a thing.

Good for you.

Beav.

I think I know someone
who can help you.

Finals are so stupid.

We already learned this stuff.

Why do we have to try
and learn it all over again?

You know what we should do?

Take a break?

I was thinking more,
take a practice test.

The company that does
the textbook has one online.

You're really a good student,
Veronica.

It's kind of sweet.

Oh, my god.

It doesn't look that bad.

No, I'm on myspace, and I used to have
like a thousand friends,

and suddenly, for some reason,
now I only have 900-something.

Oh, damn it.

What?

My computer just crashed.

Is there another computer I can use?

We have, like, 80 computers.

There's one in the guest room
you could use.

No more cyber-friends, Gia.
Health test.

Lucky's e-mails...
Lucky's e-mails...

Lucky's e-mails...

"Kill incorporation or else."

Or else what?

We have to tell people what
Woody did to the three of us.

It's gonna come out some day.

A couple of the Sharks
had to know about it.

They'll come forward.

Things like this don't stay secret.

Damn right. Woody's a pervert.
He's sick.

What he did to us is wrong.

We were just kids.

Come on.

Veronica.
What are you doing in here?

Hey, mr. Goodman.

Gia said I could use the computer.

I was taking a practice test,
and my laptop died.

I hope you don't mind.

Come on, Veronica.

Mi casa es su casa.

So, how did it work out for you?

Sorry?

Your practice test.
Are you as smart as you think you are?

I hope so.

I- I should get back to Gia.

Mm-hmm.

Gia?

Where are you going?

I have study fuel.

I have to go.

I get these headache things,
and I feel one coming.

It's the computer screen.
All that squinting...

it can't be good for you.

Hmm, well, thanks.

I'll see you tomorrow, Gia.

Do you hear those voices
in the background?

Are they speaking french?

We have to tell people what
Woody did to the three of us.

Three of us.

A couple of the sharks had to know...

Didn't it just sound like two guys?

Those gaps in the audio.

I think another speaker
was edited out of this recording.

"A couple of the sharks
had to know about it."

Lucky was a bat boy for the Sharks.

And that's when he met Woody.

Did lucky's e-mail say anything
about being molested?

It's hard to say.

It's a lot of crazy rambling
stream-of-consciousness

ranting about war
and the life of a soldier.

It's hard to make sense of him.

I'll help you.

Honey.
I want you to go to bed.

You have a big day tomorrow.

Do you swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth, and nothing
but the truth, so help you god?

I do.

Miss Mars, you find wealth
and fame seductive, don't you?

- Objection.
- I'll back up.

Your past two boyfriends,

Duncan Kane and the accused's son,
Logan Echolls,

certainly fit that description,
do they not?

They do.

And Lilly Kane was your best friend.

Yes.

You looked up to her.

Yes.

Emulated her?

To a degree.

Is that why
you propositioned mr. Echolls

upon discovering the tape
of Lilly and my client kissing?

You mean naked kissing
with Aaron on top gyrating?

That tape?

You watched the tape.

You found mr. Echolls
at the Kane party,

and you told him that you'd
give him back the tapes,

but he had to earn them.

What exactly did you mean by "earn"?

I never said that.
I didn't proposition mr. Echolls.

He hid in my backseat.

Miss Mars,

you're how old?

18.

And you're currently
completing treatment

- for a sexually transmitted disease?
- Objection.

I'll allow it.

Should I repeat the question?

I've completed the treatment.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I mean, you're okay.

Everything's okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Sheriff, judge Ferris
wants to see you A.S.A.P.

You wanted to see me, judge?

There's been a development,
sheriff.

It seems mr. Lobo here
was struck by a bolt of lightning.

What, that he could cash old
ladies' social security checks himself

and get rid of the slot machines?

I was with Terrence cook
at the time of the bus crash.

There's no way he could be responsible
for killing those kids.

Are you sure you don't want to take
another couple months to think it over?

My memory isn't what it used to be.

But I was watching
this nature program about sharks,

and I thought, "Sharks...

My friend Terrence Cook
played for the Sharks."

And I realized
I haven't seen him since...

well, that's when I went
and checked my appointment calendar

and saw it was the day
of that terrible accident.

If mr. Lobo takes the stand,

the jury will find out
about his... dealings.

However,

the jury might be
more inclined to believe either my...

corporate attorney
or my chief financial officer.

They were also with mr. Cook
on the night in question.

This is pointless.

No, okay, look. So, you know
quadratic equations, right?

Do I look like someone
who knows quadratic equations?

I'm just trying
to see what you already know.

Zero. You want your car fixed?
Teach me.

Okay. Okay.

All right look,
so this equation right here,

what do you think
that we should do first?

Am I a 5-year-old girl?
Huh?

Lay it out for me, dog.
Come on, make me understand.

Okay, okay.

Okay,

Okay, so let's say
that you and your buddy

you wanna buy
a 12-pack of a certain item,

say, like, spark plugs for "x" dollars,

and you want to find out
how many of another item,

like, huh...

I don't know, like oil, right,

like oil that you can get
for the same amount,

except oil is "y" times as much as...

if this is your idea
of terms I'll understand,

I'm going to kill you.

Or myself.
It's a toss-up.

Screw it, man.
I'll just cheat.

No, but...
what about my car?

You know power buffers, right?

Let's say your door panel
is a summer home, right,

and you need to clear out the south
lawn to make a tennis court,

- so...
- F-O-I-L.

That's all it is.

First, outside, inside, last.

All algebra...
it's just the formula.

Now, can you teach me that?

You'll still fix his car?

That's the deal.

Okay, say you and your buddy
buy a 12-pack of spark plugs.

I'm just kidding.

Here's the quadratic equation.

Hello? Hello? I'm trying
to reach Rick Pickett.

No, Rick Pickett.

He's a freshman.

Well, maybe you...

- Veronica.
- Yeah?

Can you fly to New York,
stop by N.Y.U. real quick,

find Rick Pickett,

and see if he was one of
the bat boys Woody molested?

You know I don't fly coach.

So, there were three other bat boys
the year lucky worked for the Sharks.

Two are away at college.

One is backpacking through Europe.

I'm not doing any better
with Lucky's e-mails.

What, you can't understand...

"Time is the timeliness of the present"

You should respond.

"I've left you so many presents,

if you don't find them,
they'll find you."

Wait.

When I found lucky
in the janitor's closet with Gia,

he was showing her a scar he got
in Iraq from a "present"

left by the insurgents.

He called roadside bombs
"presents."

Oh, no.

Woody, we need to talk.

I'm a little busy today, Keith.

Do want to have
this conversation in private,

or shall I just start talking?

You need to call your family
and get them out of the house.

Then you need to call the bomb
squad and comb the place.

What are you talking about?

The e-mails Lucky sent you...

they reference "presents"
he's left for you.

He called bombs "presents."

Tommy is dead, Keith.
It's over.

Wait, how did you...

Veronica.

Most adults don't have their children
doing espionage work for them.

Most adults keep their hands off
of other people's children.

You should leave, Keith.

I read Lucky's e-mails to you, Woody.

It's clear to me this is more
than simply a bat boy

who resented getting fired.

I'll put this plainly.

You are mistaken.

And if you share your theories,
slander me, I'll ruin you.

I'll ruin your family,

and you'll remember the moment
you walked through that door

as the moment you threw your life away.

I'm not a 15-year-old boy,
Woody.

You don't scare me.

All right. Stand back.

It's time to watch me
work my culinary magic.

Wait, don't you want to put
on a little frilly apron first?

- Jackie?
- Dad?

What are you doing here?

They let me out.

Your old man is a free man.

I can't believe it.
How did this happen?

A witness came forward and verified
that I didn't use a cellphone

at the time of the bus crash.

- So you get to stay?
- Right here.

I'm gonna let you two celebrate.

Congratulations, mr. Cook.

No, tonight I get to hang with my two
favorite men in the whole world.

What do you bet that'll be
the first of many

"I knew you were innocent
all along" gift baskets?

Hello?

Out an hour, and you've some sweet
young thing waiting on you.

That's my Terrence.

This is my daughter.

Maybe you want to send her out
for ice cream or something.

Jackie? Let's go get started on dinner.

Isn't there something
you want to say to me?

"Thank you, mr. Lobo.

How could I ever repay you?"

Ah, forget it. I consider it
a business investment.

Leonard, as soon as I get on my feet,
I'm gonna...

On your feet?

You fixed a game, Cook.

Your sport-hero days are over.

You're a sideshow now.

But you're right.

You'll be on your feet...

standing at the entrance of my casinos,

glad-handing every bozo
with a wallet who walks in.

I don't know where you were
at the time of the crash,

but I know where you'll be
from now on...

wherever I put you.

And if you work real hard,

you'll have me paid off in a decade.

After a week of forced smiles
and the occasional

"hey, it's time for business as usual"

ain't epic love grand?

Been to any good murder trials lately?

Uh... I have.

You give an excellent testimony,
by the way.

It was gripping.

I want to ask you about something.

How unlike you.

You never come to me out of the blue
with some random question.

Did Lucky ever tell you anything
about Woody Goodman

or the time he spent
as a bat boy for the Sharks?

No, he never mentioned the sharks.

But there was this weird...

semi-baseball-related thing
that happened last summer.

Dude, I think I got gangrene.

Yeah, uh...

so, I need a keg delivered
to the beach tonight.

You know,
they're doing something to me.

Or... or...
or I'm poisoning myself.

He was wearing
a catcher's mask? Really?

And I thought the weird part
was the foot-bleaching.

You know, he'd wear
the catcher's mask a lot...

whenever we were "going into battle."

I thought it was an affectation.

Veronica told me she was
on her way home.

When she didn't show up
when she should have,

I drove the route I knew
she would have taken.

I saw her car, stopped, got out.

I heard a commotion
in the back of a nearby house

and went looking for Veronica.

Then I was jumped.

Well, mr. Echolls testified

that after Veronica lost control
of the car and crashed it,

they knocked on the door
of a nearby house,

asked the owner to call a tow truck,

and Veronica and Aaron
waited on the man's porch.

You arrived,

saw your daughter
in a compromising position,

and started a physical altercation
with mr. Echolls.

And this version has been confirmed
by the occupant of the house.

Objection, the homeowner
has disappeared,

and despite being subpoenaed,

has never been questioned
by the prosecution.

Sustained.

Does you daughter
ever lie to you, mr. Mars?

I'm sure she's had occasion to fib.

She is a teenage girl,
after all.

Other than the occasional fib,

would you say that you have
a close relationship?

I would say very close.

So, you would expect to hear the
truth on what most people would call...

the "big issues."

I would.

Are you aware that your daughter
was caught breaking into the home

of Stewart and Rose Manning?

No, I wasn't aware of that.

She was also named in a disciplinary
file of deputy Leo d'Amato.

Apparently, she managed to...

what's the word I'm looking for...

manipulate her way into the records
room while he was on duty.

Did you know about that?

If you thought I knew, you
wouldn't be asking me, would you?

For the court record, Mr. Mars,
is that a "no"?

Yes, it's a "no".

Did your daughter have a personal
relationship with mr. D'amato?

Yes, they dated.

The county commissioner hired you to
investigate the stolen Echolls tapes.

Your report suggested that
Logan Echolls procured the tapes

due to the negligence of d'Amato.

That's correct.

Doesn't that stand to reason
that your daughter,

who clearly had this deputy
wrapped around her finger,

manipulated him, in whatever way
thet pretty young girls

manage to manipulate
older men, once again?

You want to be careful there,
mr. Lavoie.

She knew the tapes didn't show
what she said they showed,

so she convinced one "boyfriend"
to give them to another "boyfriend",

who she knew would destroy them,

thus deflecting blame from yet
another "boyfriend", Duncan Kane.

Any more air quotes,
and I'll break those fingers off.

Bailiff,
have this witness taken.

I'm fine, your honor.

Witness can be excused.

Okay, you put another "x"
on that paper,

and we're gonna have a problem.

I'd put little smiley faces,

but I don't know
if that's going to sell "wrong".

I told you you went too fast
on balancing equations.

I didn't go too fast.

You ploughed right through.

I didn't even understand
what you were talking about.

No surprise there.

What, are you saying
you're smarter than me?

No, I wasn't. Here's what
that would have sounded like...

I'm smarter than you.
You hear the difference?

You don't really believe that.

Then why did I get it
tattooed on my hip?

If this is what you need to do
to feel better about yourself...

if I get you an "A," will you shiv him?

Hey, I got an idea.

How about you two geniuses go work out
your aggression in some coatroom

and then come back here
and teach me algebra, huh?

So, I did a little digging.

Without breaking any laws
or putting myself in danger,

and I did it at school,

so you knew exactly
where I was at the time.

You understand
why I don't find this amusing.

I do.

So what did you find out,
Veronica?

Logan told me he once found
Lucky in the janitor's closet

wearing only jeans and a catcher's mask
and bleaching his feet.

This is who they hire
at my high school.

He was wearing a catcher's mask?

Yeah.

Why, what are you doing?

I want to look at the surveillance
tape Lucky sent to Woody.

I think I remember seeing something.

I don't understand.
What am I looking at?

It's a painting behind the table.

That's a catcher's mask.

Inga? Keith Mars.

Why is he filming the wall like that?

I need you to call the bomb squad.

There's a problem at the Goodman home.

Woody's little-league team
was called the Sharks?

- Oh, my god.
- I know,

but I think lucky may have hid a bomb
behind a painting in their dining room.

Dad, you need to see this.

Okay, but you'll let me know?

Thank you.

That's Marcos Oliveras.
That's Peter Ferrer.

Two of the boys
who died in the bus crash

were on Woody's little-league team...

the Sharks.

How long is this gonna take?
This is ridiculous.

They found something.
There was a bomb under your car.

They did a thorough sweep
of the house. It's clear.

Your stalker obviously meant business.

Hey, late night, huh?

I guess you're due
for a couple rowdy evenings.

I was working.

So, what's this new job?
You haven't told me anything.

What kind of work
do they have you doing?

The kind of work I have to do, okay?

Well, when's your night off?
We still need to celebrate.

I can't make any plans right now,
Jackie.

Okay, that's fine.

It's not like we're pressed for time
or anything.

I've decided not to go to Paris...

at least not for a semester.

I don't think that's a good idea.

I'm going to be working a lot now,
and traveling nonstop.

I don't know when I'm gonna be here,
and when I'm not gonna be here.

- It's not fair to you.
- But I don't mind.

It's not fair to either of us,
Jackie, alright?

I think it's in both of our best
interests if you just go to France.

Woody's a pervert.
He's sick.

What he did to us is wrong.

We were just kids.

It's Marcos Oliveras and Peter Ferrer,

two of the kids killed
in the bus crash.

I verified Peter's voice
with his teacher, mr. Wu,

and I have tapes of Marcos
from a radio show he did.

Woody molested Marcos and Peter.

They were gonna come forward,
so he killed them.

- By putting a bomb on the bus.
- Yes.

Then he used the same type
of phone-activated bomb

on his own car to blow himself up.

There was a bomb in Woody's car?

You were right, Keith.

You thought Lucky
planted a bomb, and he did.

Did you know that Lucky blew off work
the day of the crash?

Lucky is not responsible for this.

You want to hear my theory
on the whole situation?

You are trying to get me
to arrest the mayor.

You want to turn me into
a laughingstock again,

and it ain't gonna happen.

Is your ego really that enormous

that you can take
the murder of eight people

and make it about you?

If you don't act on this,

Woody's gonna use all his money
and resources to disappear.

You won't be a laughingstock.

You'll be the guy who let a child
molester and a murderer get away!

There was just some fuzz.

Static, no picture.

And then I saw Lilly,
wearing only her bra,

sitting on top of someone, writhing.

I couldn't see who it was at first,

and then they rolled over,
and I saw my father.

He climbed on top of her
and continued to have sex with her.

He actually smiled at the camera
a couple times.

You're certain they were having sex?

Yes.

No further questions,
your honor.

Your witness, mr. Lavoie.

Mr. Echolls, you claimed
you destroyed the tapes.

You are aware that's a felony?

Yes.

Were you granted immunity
in exchange for your testimony?

Yes, I was.

Thank you.

No further questions,
your honor.

I need to talk to someone about this.

This boy that was killed...

The night that he went missing,
my boys saw someone attack him.

They say they got a pretty good look.

You boys feel like looking
at some pictures?

Congratulations, Eli.

Oh, hell, yeah!

It was this guy.

Don... you got to see this.

Lucky wasn't at work
the day of the bus crash

because he was in a padded cell
at a V.A. Hospital.

Sacks.

I'll go pick Woody up.

Well, I guess you heard.

About what?

The Echolls trial.
The jury reached a verdict.

I just took
my last high-school test ever.

Done. Over.

I'm out of here.

And you decided to celebrate
by torturing me?

What do you got?
One more?

Nothing like having your future rest

on how much you know about the
ascendency rules of babylon.

Well, I got to go clean out my locker.

You got that salmon
I left in there for you, right?

You better enjoy this 'cause
this is as nostalgic as I get.

I just wanted to say it was worth
getting taped to a pole.

I'm gonna miss you.

And my stupid-ass face?

I got to go grab my stuff,
then I'll pick up my lady,

do a little celebrating.

This conversation never happened.

Sure it did.

The verdict is in...

Afternoon, mr. Cook.

I'm just picking up Jackie.

She's not here, Wallace.

Oh, well, she knows I'm coming,
so... you mind if I wait?

Jackie left for France this morning.

She wanted me to give you this.

I'm sorry.

So, Lamb,
you got Woody in custody yet?

Woody's gone.

He took his private plane.
There's no flight plan on record.

All rise.

Foreman, has the jury
reached a verdict?

We have, your honor.

On the count of murder
in the second degree,

we find the defendant...

...not guilty.

On the count of aggravated assault,

we find the defendant not guilty.

On the count of statutory rape,

we find the defendant not guilty.