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Hi, the party went great.

Hold on a second.

Hi, darling.

Mom, I thought you
were headed home.

Yeah, I was, I
had to turn around.

I-I forgot some of my
cooking supplies I need

for this job tomorrow.

Hey, did you do your homework?

Of course. Good.

Well, I'll see you
in a few minutes.

Okay. I love you.

I love you, too. Buh-bye.

I know how you feel.

Sometimes I feel every
dime that I'm going to raise

is my last.

You know what's really funny?

Sometimes it is.

Oh, my God.

Yes, I want to report a murder.

God, Nash, it was terrible.

I-I... I can't even believe it.

Now, it's okay.

All right, all right, calm
down, hang in there.

Now, just tell me
about the whole thing

from the beginning.

Okay.

I was working a
party here tonight.

I came back to get some
of my catering supplies

and, and I saw
him... Linus Mills.

He-He's the man who,
who owns this house,

who threw the party,

and he was with a
woman, a blonde woman,

maybe 25 or 27, and, and...

just as I was about
to interrupt them,

he pulls out a gun

with a silencer... He
shoots her, she drops,

he turns, he sees
me, I-I run, I...

O-Okay. MAN: Excuse me.

I'm Linus Mills.

Are you in charge here?

Why isn't he in custody?

W-Why hasn't he been arrested?

I saw you do it.

Okay, okay, take it easy.

We haven't met.

I'm Inspector Nash Bridges.

His and hers Bridges.

There's a lot more
clarity to all of this now.

I hope so.

Hey, Nash.

Uh, Harve, what do you got?

Lisa,

would you mind showing us

exactly where you think
the murders occurred?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

What, for the forensics guys?

Well, actually, we're
having a little trouble

finding the deceased.

Well, it should be the
only corpse over there.

Just turn left of
the soup tureen.

You can't miss it.

Okay, all right, come
on, I'll go with you.

Let's go. Good.

Show me. Yeah,

just come here.

Right over here.

Excuse me, please. Sure.

Well, he obviously
moved the body.

Check the house.

Lisa, I...

I had two guys up on the roof.

I mean, if there
was a corpse here,

it's not here anymore.

So where's the body?

♪ ♪

So... did you find anything?

Not one shred of evidence.

No powder burns on the
hands, no weapon, no body.

Nash, in 20 years,
have I ever cried wolf?

I'm telling you what I saw.

I believe you. So,
so what's next?

What do we do?

Well, sweetheart,
without any evidence,

we don't have a case.

No. There's an eyewitness.

Hey, hey! Can I arrest him?!

A citizen's arrest!
What, are you crazy?!

No. Don't tell me... please
don't tell me he gets to walk!

Is everybody happy?

Oh, God! He's so
glib. It's sickening.

You know, I think I've bent
over backwards to stay cordial

under truly bizarre
circumstances.

You accuse me of murder

without a shred of proof.

I endure half the San Francisco

police department crawling
all over my property...

and now she's
criticizing my attitude.

Now, I happen to have raised

a great deal of money for
a very worthy cause tonight,

and I'm going to use
that to stay above this.

But your former
better half here?

She could use a
session with a therapist.

Don't you tell me what I
could and couldn't use!!

You are a murderer!

And you're not going
to get away with it!

Lisa. Thank you,
ladies and gentlemen.

And good night.

We'll be seeing you.

This is so weird! How did they

get rid of that body so fast?!

I don't know.

It's like that game Clue, huh?

The professor did it in the
garden with the silencer.

Come on, honey. It's not right.

I'm going to drive you home now.

It's not right. It's not just.

It's a travesty.

We'll get him. We'll get him.

We got Mills' university travel
records for the past four years...

Angola, Burma, Colombia, Laos.

The dude is, like,
always on the move,

for supposedly official
economic missions,

development conferences,
mercy flights, etc.

Mm-hmm. All the
world's hot spots.

What do you got?

Nailing this guy down

is like trying to suck
marbles through a straw.

Okay, get this:
his birth certificate

burned up along with
the county courthouse.

The university he went to

is being shelled
in Bosnia right now.

Oh, no, no. They're
enjoying a truce.

Oh, great.

All this stuff on
this guy is generic.

So who is he? Well, that's

mission number one, bubba.

First, we find out who he is.

Then we figure
out how he did it.

I suggest you try that
tarot card reader on Fourth.

I got a better idea.

Me may not have any
evidence, but we damn sure know

who did it.

That's as good a
place to start as any.

So are those the legal
documents on your bar?

Yep. And this puppy is ironclad.

No exclusions for death.

The only loophole is
the one around my neck.

You know, if my
half-partner hadn't died

before the inconsiderate
bastard told me the name

of the guy we were
supposed to sell it to,

we'd be riding in
a limo right now.

Or at least a new coupe.

Have you seen the place?

I don't want to see the place.

It would make it too real.

Oh, what did I do, God?

Hey, man, maybe it's nice.

It was seized in
a drug forfeiture.

How nice can it be?

Maybe this is some sort
of karmic payback deal

for doing this whole thing
behind Inger's back, huh?

You're my best friend, right?

Oh, just checking.

Shut up and drive.

All right, ladies and
gentlemen, slide 34...

The human brain... A
novel organ for most of you.

Now, as you can see,
the massive trauma

to the occipital
and maxillary bones

produced an area
of damaged tissue

in the cerebella medulla,

which was the cause of
almost instantaneous death.

And, on that note,
thank you very much.

"Cause of death" seems
to be your specialty.

Let me ask you something.

Did you ever get a corpse
that leaves you stumped?

Never.

Not in 20 years of
doing this type of work.

And what is this
kind of work again?

Is it possible that
there's a question or two

you didn't ask me last night?

I have one.

Um... I hear that,
uh... doctors are, uh...

really financially secure.

Did you ever think of investing

in the food and
beverage industry?

Why are you here?

Aw, come on, Doc...
You know exactly

why we're here.

You see, Linus,

I'm not a beat-
around-the-bush kind of a guy.

And I know you did it.

And you know you did it.

And now I know it, too.

We're going to get you.

You can't write
me a traffic ticket.

What would you say if I told you

that the reason we're here
is 'cause we found the body?

I would say you're
whistling down the wind.

Which means you know
exactly where the body is.

That's all I needed to know.

Hello, Jan. This
is Lisa Bridges.

Um... Linus is at work, right?

I left some things there.

I was wondering, can I
come by and pick them up?

Great. Thanks.

Open it.

Ah! Excellent.

Now, look. Test these.

Make sure they work as well
as they're supposed to work,

and then implant them.

Careful. Careful. Come on,
come on, come on, come on.

These are the only
prototypes in existence.

I went through a great
deal of trouble to get them.

I don't know.

I don't like leaving
an eyewitness around.

Oh, relax.

The police have nothing.

Let's not give them
something now.

All right.

All right.

Hey, Lisa! How
did it go last night?

You didn't hear?

About what?

Oh, uh... how well it went.

He raised a lot of money.

Went off without a hitch.

Mills is raising money,
and I can't even pay my rent.

You know your way around, right?

Sure. Thanks.

Oh, my God.

Find what you're
looking for? Oh.

Oh... Jan.

I-I was

just looking at some
of Linus' party photos,

and I... and I... I recognized
this woman in-in one of 'em.

Really? Well, I
don't... That's the thing.

I've seen her at a
couple of parties,

but I don't remember her name.

Maybe you could
help me. Let me see.

Yeah, I know her.

Her name is Brenneka Landers.

She's a designer for Shora.

Oh, it's a Dutch architectural

and design firm
here in the city.

I see, and how does
she know Linus?

Oh, through a teaching
associate of Linus'.

He's been dying to get
her to go out with him.

Dying? Really?

Ooh, my finger is killing me.

Okay... You should
put some ice on that.

Well, I'll just get
the rest of my stuff

in the... in the kitchen.

What are you doing in my house?

I... forgot my utensils.

Um, actually, Linus,

I-I'm very glad that
I ran into you. I...

I wanted to tell
you how, uh, sorry

and embarrassed I
am about last night.

You were right.

It was... It was my imagination.

Don't apologize.

We both know what you saw.

Really?

Hello, Mr. Mills.

Home early, huh?

Yes.

Oops!

I better run.

The person we were
discussing earlier,

she'll have to be dealt
with after all. Clear?

You sneaked around
the man's house.

Sneaking would be
too strong a word.

I was picking up
my stuff, you know,

making sure I didn't leave
any loose silverware anyplace,

like on his desk.

Lisa, have you
completely lost your mind?

Do you know how
incredibly risky that is?

Well, I didn't expect him to
show up in the middle of the day.

Well, that's exactly my point.

Wait, wait, I forgot.

I found this in the icemaker.

It's the necklace the
dead woman was wearing,

and, and I got her name
and where she works.

Have you ever looked
in somebody's icemaker?

Not in my entire career.

Well, it wasn't
entirely planned.

All right, I'm gonna have
to put you and Cassidy

in protective custody.

Oh, some fabulous hotel.

Room service.

No. No.

It's too high profile.

Besides, I don't know how
far this guy Mills can reach.

I guess you'll have
to stay with me.

Oh, no.

Hey, it's not bad.

I stayed there once when
Inger and I were having a to do.

Room service sucks,
but the view is great.

Oh, that reminds me.
You stole my shampoo.

That wasn't complimentary?

Hey, Nash, who do you
think this guy Mills is?

I don't know.

I got a buddy in the intelligence
community in Washington.

I'm gonna give him a call.

We'll check this boy Mills out.

Okay, uh, let's see.

Cassidy, why don't
you, uh, take my room,

and I'll uh, sleep
on the sofa...

No, no, no. I will
take Cassidy's room.

She'll sleep on the sofa,
and you keep your room.

Right. Just like I said.

Whatever makes you comfortable.

Hey, can I use your phone?

Joe, you know where it is.

God, I never thought
I'd be sleeping

under the same
roof with you again.

Oh, well, thank you.

Oh, come on, Mom, it
could be fun. Like old times.

Oh, old times weren't
'always that fun.

Uh... DOMINGUEZ: Okay.

It's Troy, right?

Yes, sir. Yeah.

So, uh, Troy will
have the first shift.

I, uh, I gotta go over
to my ex-partner's wake

to see if I can get his heiress
to buy my half of the bar.

Uh, we have to, uh,
do, the, uh, Dutch

Design Firm first. What?

Oh, oh, it's nothing for you

to be concerned about.

Just make yourself comfortable.

Cassidy can help you.

She knows where everything is.

And uh, let me tell
you how happy I am

about this whole arrangement.

Tootle-o.

Are you checkin' this out?

Checkin' what out?

I'm havi" a
Scandinavian flashback.

Um, these women are
Dutch, not Scandinavian.

Ah, no wonder I...

was so depressed in Sweden.

I went to the wrong country.

Ja.

Ms. Landers has worked
here for about three years.

A fine employee.

Uh, well, we'd like to
take a look at her desk.

Well, you'll have to ask her.

She's here?

Mm-hmm.

I was at home last night.

Why?

You mean, this
necklace isn't yours?

Ja. I thought someone
stole it from my desk.

Where did you find it?

Wait a minute, I'm confused...
That is your necklace

but you were at Linus
Mills' party last night?

Who's Linus Mills?

♪ Made up to the nines ♪

♪ You can say she
got a one-track mind ♪

You like horseback riding?

No, I'm allergic to them.

That's not you in this picture?

No, that's Elke Hansen.

We get mistaken for
each other all the time.

It's Elke Hansen. Elke Hansen.

Um, where is she today?

I guess she's out sick.

Well, we'd like to
talk to Elke Hansen.

Um, you wouldn't happen
to have her phone number

and address, would you?

Um, sure I do.

And, um... thanks
for my necklace.

For now, this is evidence.

But I'll see that
you get it back...

Personally.

Bye-bye.

They've I.D.'d the victim.

They're heading to her house.

Lisa? Yeah, we need
to come pick you up.

The dead woman was
not Brenneka Landers,

but she was a dead ringer,
if you'll pardon the pun.

I need you to
make a positive I.D.

Are you up for it?

Are you kidding? I
wouldn't miss this.

Good girl. I'll be right over.

Hey, drop me off first.

I'm gonna be late for my wake.

Mrs. Nassiter?

Yes? And who are you?

Uh, I'm Joe Dominguez, ma'am.

Glad to meet you.

Oh, what family?

What?

Well, what family are you with?

Oh, no, I'm not a
gangster, ma'am.

Oh. Are you with
the funeral home?

You know, Bernie
has on too much rouge.

He, he...

acted like a clown, but
he never looked like one.

No, no I'm not with the
funeral home, ma'am.

I met your husband shortly
before his untimely demise.

What do you want?

Well, it seems, Mrs. Nassiter,

Bernie and I had this
business deal together, you see.

And, uh, he was
a truly great man.

I just wanted to
mention that, too.

Yes, he was...

And, uh, I was wondering, uh...

given the tragic circumstances,

that you might like to buy
my half of the deal out...

How dare you!

Where do you get off
soiling this sacred ceremony

with your petty
self-serving problems?!

Shh.

Now just beat it!

Go on, get outta here.

I understand. You're distraught.

Look at the way you dress.

You're not even
dressed for a funeral.

Just get outta here!

Well, if you change your
mind, here's my card.

I'll just leave it
right here and...

Just, just...

Lucky man, Bernie.

This is so mysterious.

Why do you think
he killed this woman?

I'll bet she was a spy, too.

I don't know, but whatever
it is, this poor girl's dead.

All right, I want you
to look at every picture

we find in this room.

Okay... Uh-huh.

Hey, Nash, this is her!

I'll never forget this face.

You got it? Yeah!

You sure?

Yeah, that's her!

All right! Now
all we gotta do is

place her at Mills'
place last night.

Get down!

Oh, God! Oh, God, Nash!

Oh, my God, Nash, I'm so sorry!

Oh...

Whoa!

What'd you do that for?

I had the guy.
Well, I wasn't sure.

It's not like I didn't think
you'd get him eventually,

but, you know, he
was pretty young.

Oh, good. That's good.

Add insult to injury.

Ooh... Ooh, I'm
seeing three of you.

Can you say the
alphabet backwards?

What are you yelling at me for?!

I never could say the
alphabet backwards.

What do you think I am, a TV that you
just whack and the picture gets better?

Hey, who were these guys?

How did they know
we would be here?

Don't ask me questions
that I can't answer.

You're giving my... my
goose egg a headache.

Ew.

What? Look at this.

Four different I.D.'s,

none of 'em matches...
that's no good. Oh, no.

No, no, wait a minute. I know.

We're into the middle of
some kind of Oliver Stone thing.

Look... Look at this...
This is an access card

to the medical lab at
San Francisco University.

Amazing. It works.

Leek here. Harve.

Hey, man. Get a
cleanup crew over to, uh...

Green Street. Oh, uh,
375, uh, Green Street.

375. Yeah. I got a DOA.

Yeah, he's probably gonna
turn up a John D... ow!

Sorry?

Probably gonna
turn up a John Doe.

But see if you can... find
out who he is anyway.

Okay. You sound a little
strange. Yeah, I'm all right. Yeah.

Yep. Good. Bye.

Where are we going?

Let's go to school.

Okay, sister, this
is where you get off.

No way!

This is our case.

Shh, shh. Besides,
you-you might need me.

All right, but no heavy lifting.

Hey, hey, hey, Hey, what
are you doing? I'm sorry.

What are we looking for?

Whatever it is
they're trying to hide.

What if Mills comes
in on Saturdays?

We'll, then we'll ask him.

In here.

Shh, shh, shh.

Oh! Nash! Shh!

Nash! Stop! What?

It's just a body. You
don't understand.

Come here, come here. What?

We found her!

This is the woman
I saw him kill!

That's her? Yeah.

Nash, Nash...

Oh, oh, oh, oh, no, no!

Nice. Real nice.

Harvey... this guy Mills,

he signed the death
certificate on Elke Hansen.

See if he's put his
pen to any others.

There may be some
sort of pattern here.

You got it.

He couldn't dispose
of her, he needed her.

Maybe he wanted
to snatch her organs.

Sweetheart, she was
pretty dead for that to work.

Well, it's something sinister!

Look, he hid the body in the lab

because he's a pathologist!

It's the last place
anybody's gonna look!

Now, can we please just
not go off the deep end here?

Hey, it's my favorite
crime-fighting couple.

Hi, Joe. Hey.

Heard you found the
body in the laboratory.

Mm-hmm. It's getting
very sinister around here.

Talk to her... you two are
on the same wavelength.

Oh, yeah? Mm-hmm.

All right, here's my theory,
for whatever it's worth.

I think this guy Linus
is a bloodsucker,

and he needs a
host to feed off of.

What are you, related
to Geraldo Rivera?

Maybe. All right,
but listen to this...

Have you guys gone after this guy
with a cross or garlic or anything?

See? I rest my case.

Cross and garlic...

Hey, hey, Nash,

I got to go check
out my new bar.

I need some moral support...
Want to come with me?

Harvey, do you have
any preliminary results?

Morgue has got me on hold.

I'm listening to
Captain and Tenille.

Beautiful.

You got to let me know as
soon as you get anything.

Come on, let's
go look at this bar.

Joe! You bought a bar?

Uh, well, yeah, sort of.

Ooh! That's an
incredibly risky business.

Tell me about it.

It killed my ex-partner.

Hey! Hey, you!

Get up! Get out of here! Go
find somewhere else to sleep!

Go on! All right,
all right, all right.

This is not happening.

Ah, Joe, it looks
like it's got uh...

potential...

As what, a nuclear dump site?

Hey.

Hey, you. You work here?

Well, who wants to know?

Me. I want to know...
I'm a police officer.

They only paid me to take out
the trash, that's all. Yeah, okay.

Well, look, I just need
some information.

Stop harassing me.

Calm down, I'm
not harassing you.

I just bought this place;
I need to get inside.

Well, I can't do that!

Now, stop pressuring me!

My head's going to explode!

Okay, look, uh, how do I get in
touch with the manager, okay?

Come back later... That's
the only time he's here!

Okay, so you're close?

Good. I'll see you in a minute.

That was Harve.

He's coming over
with some results.

I thought Joe was gonna
have a nervous breakdown.

You know that guy that was,

uh, laying in the trash
there outside his joint? Yeah.

I'm gonna say that
was the former owner.

Hey, stay out of that.

Mmm, yum, yum, yum.

God, it's like Ward
and June Cleaver

snatched my parents' bodies.

There is life from
the peanut gallery.

Don't you have homework to do?

Yes. Listen to
your father, dear.

Unreal. Look, I have a friend
coming over to study, okay?

What friend?

It's okay, I-I checked it
with the guy downstairs.

What about the guy upstairs?

What, just cause
you're staying here,

I can't see my friends?

That's right. And that's fair.

Hey, Cass!

Ben. Hi.

How are you? Good.

Come meet my dad.

Hey, Mr. Bridges.

Hi.

Nice tattoo.

Mm, you like it?

No.

Ben, meet my mom.

So you're Ben. I'm Lisa.

It's nice to meet
you. Nice to meet you.

I thought your
parents were divorced.

Apparently not this week.

We're gonna go study in
my room, where it's quiet.

You know, we used to do that.

But it's real different
when it's done to you.

Yeah, definitely.

Maybe I should just...

No, no, no.

Say hey there, kids.

Hey, Harve.

Well... our esteemed Dr. Mills

certainly has taken to
signing death certificates.

Three of 'em in
the last 18 months.

And all three young,
female, foreign nationals.

All three bodies shipped
out of the country.

I knew it.

What about the autopsy?

Oh, you guys.

Okay, here's where
we enter Bizarreville.

I mean, not with
the cause of death...

As expected, that
was bullet wounds.

And the fact that
there's no trace evidence

and there's no
ballistic match, big deal.

I mean, this guy's as
anal-retentive as he looks,

and he didn't leave any tracks.

But...

the coroner flips the body over,
and he sees a fresh incision.

Something has been surgically
inserted into the deceased.

What?

He reaches into the
retroperitoneal cavity

Ooh. Charming.

And he pulls out... this
little Cracker Jack prize.

What are those things?

I assume that it's some
kind of electronic conductor.

Ceramic, I think.

Why would Mills sew
this stuff into the body?

That's my question exactly.

Use your, um,
Berkeley connections.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a
meeting with 'em in the morning.

Couple of my old professors.

I mean, you know, if they
can't I.D. this, nobody can.

You don't just sew stuff
into people's bodies.

What is going on here?

Well...

it's certainly not a
domestic dispute.

Not only is the body gone,
the witness can't be located.

That's unbelievable.

Yes, sir.

This is unacceptable.

To be stopped by
the caterer, yes.

That's unacceptable.

We could get wet,

take back what's ours by force.

Force is never as
effective as leverage.

There's one sure way
to get merchandise back.

You trade...

for something of
equal or greater value.

Oh, that's great,
Hanzie, thanks.

Hey listen, buddy,
I owe you one.

Thanks.

Bye.

Good night, Daddy.

Good night, sweetie.

Okay, tell me.

Why would they sew
stuff into the body?

My guess is, they're smuggling.

Nobody wants to
search a dead body.

Oh, I get it.

No Customs searches, no X rays.

Right, they go
through untouched.

Exactly. Plus, I just
got off the phone

with my buddy at the CIA.

CIA. I knew it.

Mills is CIA.

No, no. He's not CIA,

but he is part of
a splinter group

called the, uh, Black Command.

They worked with the
DEA, back in the '80s,

trackin' down these
drug cartel leaders.

A splinter group.

That's like... bad good guys.

Well, they haven't been
able to pin anything on Mills,

but they suspect that he's
gone into business for himself,

using his intelligence
skills to identify

proprietary U.S. technology,
smuggle it out of the country,

and sell it on the
world black market.

Oh, man!

We stumbled onto something huge.

Yeah... It's pretty big.

This guy is right up there
on the public enemy list.

Mmm.

I used to like helping
you with your cases.

Especially that one,
remember, where you and Joe

had to dress up like
the disco watch dealers?

Oh, man.

We had on about
80 pounds of jewelry.

Looked like a Mr. T starter kit.

And the way you had to
grease back your hair...

Oh, yeah. Ooh, baby.

But that was...

♪ Everybody have a
bottle, everybody... ♪

the guy in the van?

Oh.

Gosh.

Good morning.

How late did we stay up talking?

Late.

Well...

I must look quite the picture.

Mmm... You are.

Got it!

Um...

You still snore, huh?

No, no, no... What
you were hearing

was an echo of yourself.

No, no, dear.

That was you.

Telephone.

Dad.

So...

we all getting back together?

Hey, give me the phone.

What is it with you?

Hello.

Score, man.

Got some very
interesting news, Nash.

Cool. What is it?

Can you come down here, man?

You'll dig it. You gotta see it.

All right. I'm on my way.

Hey, what? What?

Harvey found something.

I gotta go down to the
SIU and find out what it is.

Go for it.

What?

Well, we get to the
critical juncture and...

I thought we were
doing this together.

Lisa, you're welcome to come
down to the SIU, if you want to.

But this guy Mills is dangerous,

and I'm not going to let you
anywhere near the line of fire

when he goes down.

I just want to know
where the dividing line is.

Now, wait a minute...

It's always the same. It's
always the same. Look...

Your program or no program.

Guess I won't
unpack all my stuff.

I'm outta here.

You want to come down
to the SIU, you're welcome.

If not, have a nice day.

You know, I don't think he
meant to make you mad, Mom.

Welcome to your
parents' relationship.

I'm going down there.

You stay put.

Okay.

This is a prototype
superconductive circuit,

and even my old professors

were fairly blown away by this.

Check this out.

Okay, I'm going to run

a fairly heavy duty
electrical current through this.

And...

this purple line...

Okay, this shows

the temperature that
one would normally expect

to be generated by this,
you know, size of current.

Hey, you ever see
those school science films

where those little cartoon
guys are inside that deer,

and they see a predator,
and they start yelling,

"Run, run, run!" That's so cool.

Uh... Not that this isn't.

Go ahead, Harve.

Okay. This green line shows
what's actually happening.

I mean, this second
circuit is so conductive

it generates
practically zero heat,

and this is at room temperature.

You guys, this is unheard of.

This is a huge leap beyond
the present technology.

And this would make
a foreign manufacturer,

like, billions of dollars.

Really?

Where do these chips come from?

There's a classified
government lab

down in Palo Alto doing
this... Some of this stuff.

Let's get ahold of them.

Right.

Leek.

Hold on.

Nash.

Yeah.

I want you to deliver
the package to me.

I'll make a fair trade.

Trade for what?

Talk.

They found me, Nash.

Now, I warn you, Nash.

It's tough being
a single parent.

Show up alone

unless you want this
body to disappear, too.

Where do we meet?

Okay, Mills. I'm here.

"A" for effort.

Lose the tail, though,
one block back.

Hold on.

Harve, drop off. They made you.

All right, Mills, I'm
waiting. Where to?

How come all you guys

look like talent
agents from CAA?

What's happening? Is
Mills cloning you guys?

Here, here. Shut up.
Come on. Hands up.

No problem.

That's nice. Nice accessory.

What an idiot.

What, you think we wouldn't
find all this stuff? Huh?

Hey, bubba, it's
my job to hide it.

It's your job to find it.

Yep. He's loaded down.

All right, that's it.

You forgot these.

And this.

Drop it all. Come on.

It's your move.

Answer it.

Or you can go for
door number two.

Yeah.

Nope.

Everything's going
according to plan.

Yeah.

Nicely done.

Can you step back just a little?

Thank you.

I prefer my own.

Okay, girls,

let's go.

Come on.

Step it up.

Come on. Move.

Uh-oh. Make me proud, Jimmy.

Afternoon.

Jimmy, explain to this
meathead how serious I am.

Do what he says.

Where's my wife?

Second door on the left.

Thank you.

Come on.

You know what's ironic?

When the CIA steals
proprietary technology,

they're called heroes.

But when we do it,
in private enterprise,

we're considered criminals.

You want to ponder that?

Now, ever been to Holland?

You'll get to see the tulips,

albeit from a
unique perspective.

Now, this is the same
stuff they use on death row.

One drop of this will kill you.

Now, now, now, now, now.

Before we go, can you recommend

to me, please, a good caterer?

Mills.

Put it down.

I touch her, and she dies.

It is that simple.

Doctor,

you've been very
clever up till now.

Covered your tracks real well.

Put the gun down.

Put the gun down now!

All right...

Let's be calm.

Let's not be stupid.

All right?

You've been real
impressive, Doctor.

Baby...

You okay? Yeah.

Huh? You sure? I'm okay.

It's okay.

You're all right.

Whoa! What's up with this?

Check it out!

Is this the same place?

You hired these people, right?

Is this your idea of a joke?

Get out of here! Not me.

Hey, sorry, gents...
End of the line.

Uh, I'm, uh, Joe
Dominguez, the new owner.

Jo-zay Dominguez?

Jo-zay?

It's, uh, Joe, you
can just call me Joe.

Good to meet you, sir! I'm Alex!

Come right on in. Thank you.

Hey, hey.

Is he with you?

Yeah, I'm-I'm with Jo-zay.

Jo-zay say okay.

Come on in, sir.

Congratulations, Bubba.

You're the proud owner of a...

a gay bar.

You know, and, uh..

Apparently a damn
successful one.

You don't have a
problem with that, do you?

Joe?

Joe?

Are you okay?

I'm gonna be so rich.

Well, I think I got everything.

Not that it wasn't
fun for a few days,

but, you know, I
don't think you guys

were really meant
to live together.

Oh, really? Yeah.

Well, thank you for
the advice, sweetheart.

You're welcome.

Bye, Daddy. Bye-bye.

I'm gonna get a
ride home with Ben,

so I'll see you later. Ben?

Ben. Ben.

Tell him not to
forget I'm a cop.

She's right, you know.

It was fun.

While it lasted.

Yeah, while it lasted.

Yeah, you know, the last
few days... I've been thinking.

I kind of wish things had...

turned out
differently, you know?

Well, I look at it
this way, Nash,

I'm just glad for what
we do have. Yeah.

Me, too.

I want to thank you
for believing in me,

all through this.

Lisa, I'll always
believe in you.

Want me to walk you down?