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You went six cents over.

I need the six cents.

But I only want
ten dollars even.

You pumped ten-o-six.

Then you should
fix your pumps

so they don't
go so fast.

I'm on a fixed
income, you know.

Lady! If you don't--

I'll take care of it.

Oh. Thank you,
young man.

It's not that six cents
is such a big deal.

It's the principle
of the thing.

My pleasure.

She always does that
every time she comes in.

Otherwise I'd let it go.

Takes all kinds.

Have a good one.

♪ [music on radio]

Aah!

Uh, this is it.

Lets get it over with.

Mrs. Furston?
Yes

Is something
wrong?

No, no.

No, no.

Emily?

Emily, what's wrong?

I just need a minute.

Take your time, ma'am.

This can't be happening.

He just went to get something
from the office.

Oh, God.

Emily?

Oh, my God.

What's going on here?

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

What's going on?

That's her husband.

That's Ed Furston.

Alex! I need you!
Okay.

Honey,
she needs to burp,

and you're the only one
who can burp her
in the morning.

I know.
Okay, shh.

She's fine, she's fine.

Yeah, now she's fine.

Why hasn't somebody invented
a pill for colic yet?

Look, can't your sister come
over for a couple hours?

Hon, you really need to sleep.

No, I'll
be
all right.

It's okay.

Oh, my God.

Oh, no.

Oh, Daddy made a mess.

See that?

Oh.

Oh.

And so did you.

Honey?

Anything?

Glove compartment.
Hang on.

Strange.
Mm-mmm.

What?

Do you want me
to go get you a pillow?

I didn't get
much sleep last night.

Oh. The baby...

or the wife?

The baby.

She's got colic.

What exactly is colic?

Excuse me!
Excuse me, sir!

Hey

You're a postal
inspector, right?

I'm sorry,
Inspector Urbina.

I tried to tell him
he needs an appointment
to see you.

That's--that's okay.

I'll take care of it.

Come on in.

How can I help you?

I've already
been to the cops,

and they won't
do nothing.

So don't try
steering me back there.

Okay. I wasn't planning--Postal inspector.

So if somebody
screws you over
in the mail,

you do something
about it, right?

Uh, well, generally, yeah.

Well, I'd like you
to look into this.

I need to know
the circumstances of...

the situation.

Okay. So...

this is about, uh...

receiving unsolicited
adult material?

What are you talking
about, unsolicited?

I didn't just
solicit this,

I paid through
the nose for it.

I'm not sure I follow.

It's like this.

I'm looking to get
married, okay?

But I don't meet a lot
of women in my line of work,

and so a buddy of mine
told me that there's

lots of hot-looking
women over in Russia
looking for husbands.

I figured,
what the heck, right?

What do I got to lose?

So I sent away to this
mail-order bride company.

So far so good.

Except they
promised me this,

and they send me this!

Whatever happened to
truth in advertising,
for crying out loud?

3,000 bucks, hard cash
I put down...

for this...

not this!

Uh, sir, I'd have to know
what the circumstances are

before I can, uh,
assist you on--

She don't even
speak English!

I asked her for a beer
and she says...

blastny blasny
blasny blasny.

Okay. Good, good.

Why don't we get
the paperwork started?

If you just, uh...

just come this way.

Frank!

Hey. I didn't know
you were back.

Got in late
last night.

How was, uh--
how was the vacation?

Fine.

That's not mine.

It was this, uh...

this guy, this kind of...

chunky guy.

He came here,
and he was trying...

to get a...

Are you growing a beard?

Oh. Yeah.

Well, technically
it's a goatee,

and... it's already grown.

Oh. I see.

What do we got?

Oh. Well, it's just
a matter of what
we don't have here.

A fellow died in
a vehicle last night,

and we haven't a clue
who he is.

No driver's license?

Fake. Fake everything.

Fake I.D.
Fake driver's license.

Used a fictitious name
to rent the vehicle.

They found an unregistered ...9mm Glock
in the glove compartment.

Why was the Inspection
Service brought in?

Along with the gun,

they found some
stolen mail, lots of it.

Okay.
Where do we start?

Well, he's in the morgue.
We may as well start there.

Thanks for coming up, Morrison.

Two hours from
Washington it took.

40 miles, two hours.
Bumper-to-bumper.

Hey, forget
nuclear bombs.

Give me three dozen
stalled cars,
I'll rule the world.

Morrison, have you
had a chance to look
at the John Doe yet?

No, they're just
wheeling him in now.

Well, hurry up, could you?

Normal amount of trauma,

severe blood loss.

Can't see any outward
signs of toxicity.

And did you find
any scars?

Just one.
On his forehead.

Shaped like
a telephone pole. Ha!

Relax, don't be
so tense.

It's okay.
You're in good hands.

This isn't gonna
hurt a bit.

How soon can you
get some results?

Prints?
Uh-huh.

I'll put a rush on it.
A couple hours.

Where to now?

Now we've got to tell
a very innocent family

that their entire world
has turned upside down.

All right. This is
Inspector Barron.

She's an expert in
identity theft.

Nice to meet you.

Is that what
happened to us?

Yes.
May I?
Sure.

Identity theft.
It even sounds horrible.

I don't understand
how a thing like
this could happen.

You get pre-approved
credit card applications

in the mail from
time to time, don't you?

Time to time? We get one
practically every day.

What do you do
with them?

Throw them in
the garbage.

Shredded or intact?

This is your credit report
as of 10:00 this morning.

You've had a personal
finance credit card
for five months now.

Your balance,
as you'll see there, is $8,417.

You haven't missed
a payment yet.

In fact, the issuing bank
loves you so much

they're about to increase
your credit limit.

We believe that
you've been victimized

by the most common from
of identity theft.

The person goes through
your garbage, dumpster diving,

or steals the mail directly
out of your mailbox.

He signs your name
to the pre-approved application,

indicates change
of address, of course,

and the card is mailed
directly to him.

So he gets the card,
and he just starts
using it?

Yeah, that's right.

A small-time thief,

he might go out and charge a,
you know, a fancy stereo system

and then throw
the card away.

But those aren't the people
who scare us.

Rather than go on
a one-time buying binge,

a true identity thief will
slowly bleed the account dry.

Steady, gradual
cash advances,

always diligent to pay
the minimum balance every month,

like a good customer.

It can go on like this
for months, even years

with three, four, five
or more cards at once,

and then when all the money
is drained from all the cards,

the thief vanishes.

What a nightmare.

This type of crime,
the damage is silent
below the surface.

You're not gonna have a clue
that anything is wrong

until it's too late.

The fact of the matter is

it could be happening
to any one of us in
this room right now

and we wouldn't
even know it.

Scary stuff.

They'll be fine.

Bet you they're heading out
to buy a paper shredder.

- Right. His and hers.
- Mm-hmm.

Where to now?

1464 Spring Street,
apartment 119.

Because?

Remember that fake
credit card we found
in John Doe's wallet?

Yeah.

Issuing bank says that's
where the statements
were mailed.

See you, guys.

Apartment 119. Hmm.

At least our John Doe
did not spend too much
on furniture.

Are you the owner?

Who's asking?

I'm Inspector Hughes,
and this is Inspector Urbina.

We have reason to believe
that the person who
rented box 119

was involved in
criminal activity,

and if it's not
too much trouble--

Uh-uh.

I don't say nothing till
I talk to my lawyer.

- I know my rights.
- Hmm.

Then we'd like
to see Form 1583

that was filed by the person
who rented box 419.

You got a hearing problem?

- Is that a no?
- That's a no.

Ah.

That okay. Instead,
I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna go down
to the post office

and see a copy of Form 1583
that you filed down there.

You did file a 1583
at the post office
required by law,

federal law, didn't you?

Come off it.
Nobody ever files that shit.

You mean you
didn't file it?

Hell no.

Inspector Urbina, would you
instruct the post office

to suspend all deliveries
to this address immediately.

- Right.
- You have a good afternoon.

Hey! Hey, you can't
do that!

No mail delivery?
I'm out of business!

Talk to your lawyer.

Oh, for Christ's sake!
Hold it a second!

You win, all right?

What do you want
me to do,

get down on my
hands and knees?

Jesus!

There. Happy?

That's all I got.
Copier's on the fritz.

What does this guy
look like?

Who remembers?
People come and go
all the time.

Is this him?
Yeah, maybe.

Hey! Is this him?

Yeah. I suppose that
could have been him.

May we open up
box 119, please?

There.

We'll have a man posted here
24 hours to keep an eye
on that box.

Why?

Some Fed's gonna be
sitting around my
establishment all day?

He'll be discreet.

As long as you cooperate,
everything will be okay.

Yeah. Whatever you say.

You just remember,
whatever is delivered
to that box,

you put in that box, okay?

What the hell
do you take me for?

All credit card statements.

You and Bridges should
start contacting the, um,

issuing banks and start
tracking down the victims.

I know, man.

I wonder what'd we'd
find if we emptied out
all the boxes.

One mailbox
at a time, Urbina.

One mailbox at a time.

Thank you very much.

I'm done.
How about you?

I got one more.

Yes, is this
bank security?

This is Inspector Urbina,
Postal Inspection Service.

I need to report
a fraudulent account.

Right. The suspect was killed
in a car accident last night.

Account number is

3442-

2994-

5521-

0062.

Yeah, 0062.

What?

Are you sure?

No, no, no!
Thank you very much.

What--what do you got?
What did they say?

- Frank!
- Yeah.

Our, uh, John Doe
in the morgue?

He didn't look like somebody
who could just get up.

go walking around,
did he?

What are you
talking about, Urbina?

Well, according to
the issuing bank,
three hours ago,

the guy in the slab waltzed
into First Credit Union
on Maple,

took a cash advance
on his card.

Looks like our John Doe's
got a partner. Come on.

Hurry up.

The transaction
you're asking about

was handled on 11:43
this morning.

Who was the teller?

That would be Betty Marsh.

Would it be okay
if we speak to
her?

Of course.
I'll go get her. Thanks.

How was Florida?
What?

Florida?
Oh, fine, fine.

What'd you catch?

We didn't go fishing.

What? Frank Hughes
went to the Florida Keys,

didn't try and snag
- a single marlin?
- Nope.

What did you do, then?

I mean, if I'm not
getting too personal.

Went bird watching.

Really?

Really.

See, Catherine and I,
we take turns

picking the vacation
spot and activity,

and this... was her year.

Interesting.

Hello.

Hi. I'm Inspector Hughes,
and this is Inspector Urbina.

We'd like to ask you
a few questions

about a customer that
you served this morning.

A customer?

Yeah, at about
11:45 this morning,

a man took a $1,200
cash advance

using a Passageway
bank card.

Yes, I remember that.

Do you remember
what he looked like?

No, not really.

I mean, I must see
at least a hundred
people a day.

About how old was he?

Oh, gosh, I'm so bad at
this sort of thing.

Ballpark figure.
20? 60?

More like 30.

Is there
something wrong?

Well, to be honest
with you,

we really don't
think this guy's

gonna be retracing
his steps,

but in case he does,

will you please
call us right away?

What did this
man do?

We're not quite sure yet,

but that's why we'd like
- to talk to him.
- Right.

Thanks for your--You're welcome.

... your cooperation.

You have video tapes of
the surveillance camera?

Absolutely. I'll have somebody
get them right away.

Thank you.

Freeze.
Hold it.

Back up,
back up.

Let's give it a rest.

I'm already late for
meeting Catherine
at the restaurant.

Oh, yeah? Where are
you guys eating tonight?

La Dimidia.

Ah. That's gotta be nice.

Strictly take-out
at our place these days.

With the baby and all,
it's crazy enough without
cooking, dirty dishes.

Anyway, I'll give this
a little longer before
I head home.

Suit yourself.

Come on.

Who are you?

How are we doing
here, sir?

Pretty good.

I'll take another,
and, uh, make it a double.

Yes, sir.

Please leave a message.

Hey. It's me.

Where the fuck
are you?

It's 7:30.

I wait another ten minutes
and then I'm gone.

Call me later
at the regular.

Listen, I don't care
if you're in a pile
of naked cheerleaders.

Keep your mind
on business.

Hey!

Hey.
Hi.

Sorry I'm late. Forgiven.

I got the pictures
back from the vacation.

Oh, yeah.
Mm-hmm

Uh-huh.

Here, look.

You remember that
Mangrove cuckoo we saw?

Yeah, uh-huh.

And here's the black-whiskered
vireo.

Mm-hmm.

Frank, do you realize
how rare it is

to see one of these
black-whiskered vieros?

I may never
see another one

Stop it.

Hughes here.

You asked for a trace on
that stolen credit card?

Yeah.

We show it was just used
at the D-Nine bar and grill

in Baltimore, Maryland. How long ago?

A minute.

Do you have
a number on that?

555-2121.

Thanks for your help.

This is important.

Mm-hmm.

D-Nine.

Hi. This is
Inspector Hughes,

United States Postal
Inspection Service.

You just had a customer
there that signed a bill

with a Passageway
credit card?

Yeah. Uh, how did
you know that?

Is the customer
still there?

Yeah, he's, uh, he's
sitting at the bar.

What is all this
about?

All right. This is
very important.

You try to keep that customer
there as long as possible.

If he tries
to leave, let him.

Sure. Is this guy,
you know,

some kind of criminal
or something?

You just try to delay him
as long as possible.

I'll be there
in ten minutes.

Yeah, okay.

I'm sorry.

Bye.
Bye.

Here you are, sir.
One more?

No.
It's on the house.

No thanks.
I'm done.

How about that, uh,
Cal Ripken, huh?

You know,
if it was me, I, uh,

I wouldn't have stopped
playing like that.

I would have kept
the streak going.

I mean, what's the point
in stopping it on purpose?

Lou Gehrig.

The only reason
that he quit is
because he got sick...

and he died.

Uh, you're not, uh,
Polish, are you?

Not that I know of.

So like a Polish joke
wouldn't offend you?

I'm kind of in a hurry.

You'll like this one.
It comes free
with the drink.

There's this really
foxy Polish lady, okay?

She flies over
from Poland,

and she checks into
this ritzy hotel in
New York City.

She wants to phone
her parents, you know,
long distance.

She goes to
the desk clerk.

He's says it's gonna
cost $200 for her to
phone to Poland.

Is there a squad car in
the vicinity of the D-Nine
Bar and Grill?

"$200 to phone
long distance
to Poland?

I don't have
that kind of money."

And he says,
"Don't worry, you know.

"Maybe you and me,
we can work
something out.

Burger World.
Can I take your order, please?

Urbina, where are you?

I'm at the Burger World
on Dillion.

Why, are you trying
to rub it in?

Our guy just used
his credit card.

D-Nine Bar and Grill,
and he's sitting there now.

Baltimore PD's
- on the way.
- Be right there.

So--so the desk clerk,

he goes up to the room,
and he opens the door,

and there she is,
and she's stark naked.

And she says,
"Please, please, can
I phone my mama now?"

He goes, "Yeah, sure.

"But first, you gotta
come over here,

you gotta unzip
my pants."

So she comes over,
she unzips his pants,

and he says, "Now you gotta
take out my pecker."

She takes out
his pecker.

He says, "Okay,
now you can start."

She takes his pecker,

puts it up to her ear
and says,

"Hello, Mama?
Are you there?"

Uh, hey, hey!
I--I got a better one.

I'm Inspector Hughes.
We spoke on the phone.

Yeah. He took off just
a minute ago.

What's he wearing?

A black jacket,
black shirt, black pants.

You cover both sides
of the street.

He dressed in black.

Damn!

You know, I tried everything.

I told him a joke.

It didn't matter.
He just took off.

- Is that his glass?
- Yes, sir.

I'm gonna have to
- take it.
- Sure.

Can you describe what
this guy looked like?

Well, he's just,
you know,

good-looking guy,
normal looking.

Uh... he's not Polish.

Uh, he did have
a kind of a unusual
ring, though.

Unusual? How?

Like, extra big,
with a green stone
and an emblem on it,

you know, like
a fraternity ring.

You have three new messages.

Call me when you get in.
It's important.

I'm so happy
just thinking of you.

Give me a buzz.

Please call me.
I really need to talk to you.

End of messages.

Where the hell are you?

Box 119.

All this in one day, huh?

Our guys were in business
to do business.

No sign of our man, though.

These are all
credit card statements.
Different name.

Every one.

Hey, listen,

I'm about to go down
to Washington to
the crime lab.

Morrison says that
the forensic reports
are back.

I was thinking maybe
you should go with me,

bring the video
from the bank

maybe the lab
can enhance it.

- Check for a big green ring.
- Yeah.

Emblem of some kind,
you know.

It's a long shot,
but that's all we got.

Please leave a message.

Is this, uh,
Seabreeze, Colorado?

Yes, it is.

I got a little problem
with you guys.

Uh, a few weeks ago,

I got rear-ended
by a fellow.

He said he was driving
one of your cars.

The insurance company--

Sir, would you happen
to have his name?

Ed Furston. Just a moment, sir.

Ford Taurus.

Uh--uh, sir,

unfortunately, that car
was in a serious accident,

and the occupant was found
dead at the scene.

I'm sorry.

Okay, that's him.

See if you can
isolate his hand.

Which hand?

Try both?

QD just got this
back to us.

As you can see,

the man who signed
the credit card at the bar

and the man who signed
the transaction form
at the bank

are the same guy.

What about the ballistics on the gun

found in the glove
compartment?

It was fired within
the past 30 days,
we're pretty certain of that.

Does it match any other
shootings on file?

Not in the Baltimore area.

We're doing a wire search now,
but it takes time.

How about the bar glass?

Oh. Yeah, we got
plenty of prints,

and there's lots of DNA
from the saliva on the glass.

But the problem is there's
no match in the database.

So our guy must not
have a criminal record.

In other words,
we're stuck, huh?

Not necessarily.

You mean you've
got something?

I mean I have
discovered something

which I think is
very important.

What's that?

Residue of the scotch
the guy was drinking.

Scotch?

I'm going out on
a limb here, and I'm guessing,

Delmore, aged 16 years,
not 12.

When you get
the ballistics report,

will you let me
know, please?

Will do.

Call the bartender for me.

I'm curious
about that scotch.

Oh, and when Christmas bonus
comes around,

this would be nice,
only lots more of it!

Plenty more!

Can you back it up
about, uh,

half a dozen frames?

Sure.

All right. See if you can
zoom in on the hand.

Maybe, uh--
maybe the ring's
on the other hand.

Yeah, let's
give it a try.

There it is.

Can you zoom in
a little tighter on it?

Okay. Let it play
through again.

Yeah.

Oh, my God.
Wait a minute.

Hey. There you are.

Why didn't you
call me back?

I left you
two messages.

- What's wrong?
- We're in trouble, Joe.

Big trouble.

Go forward about,
uh, five seconds

and let it
play from there.

What is it?

Frank, take a look
at this.

Play--play-play it
once more.

Right there,
right there.

You see that?

Something
going on here?

Play it back
once more.

Two men came into
the bank yesterday.

Cops.

And they were asking
questions about you.

What'd you say?
Nothing.

Well...

you did the right thing.

You stuck to our plan.

We have nothing
to be worried about.

Yes, we do have to worry.

You just watch. My boss
is gonna check back

and find out that
we were there and that you--

Honey, honey--
Hey, hey, hey,
take--

Take a deep breath.

Just take
a deep breath.

Excuse me.
Could you, uh,

give her
another one?

Everything will
be okay, all right?

I'm scared, Joe. We could
go to jail for this.

Thanks very much.

Listen--
Look at me,
all right?

Just look at me
and listen.

Listen carefully.

All these months
we've been together,

planning this thing, and...

we kinda figured out
we wanted to be together

for the rest
of our lives, didn't we?

Well, that means
something to me.

You just gotta hang in
there a little while,
do you understand?

I understand.

Okay.

All right.

Okay, we lucked out.
The bank manager's
still there.

We better get going.

He's gonna take
a quick look through

Betty Marsh's
transaction sheets.

I'll give you a call
on the ballistics
as soon as they get back.

And don't forget to find out
about the Delmore.

First thing on
my agenda, Morrison.

16-year old, not 12!

Scotch.

Hey.

Feel better?

Okay now?

What about these cops?
What did they want?

Who are they?

- I got their cards.
- Let me see 'em.

Postal inspectors.

What do I have
to worry about?

No, Joe.

These guys looked like
they knew what they were doing.

Trust me.
We're fine.

Excuse me. Do you
have, uh, Delmore?

Can I get
a double shot
straight up, please?

Betty.

Let's finish our drinks
and then...

we'll go home.

Okay.

Inspector Urbina.

Yes. Yes, Mr. Hunter.

Really?

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

In the past three months,

Betty Marsh processed
the same card

on 25 separate occasions.

25.

Each time, she bypassed
the standard security check.

You call that
bank manager quick,

right away,
before he leaves.

Get the address
of that teller.

She's liable to make
a run for it.

I'll get it.

Oh, no!

Here we go.

There we go.

Are you feeling better?

I'm sure you're fine.
Now don't panic.

We're getting
too close now.

If those cops come back,

act dumb.

You don't know anything
about anything.

All right.

I love you so much.

What apartment?
301.

Mrs. Marsh, this is
Inspector Hughes.

Mrs. Marsh, if you're in there,
please let us in.

Oh, Jesus.

Call Homicide.

I need to report
a homicide.

Mr. Cox.

Thank you
for coming.

I'd say it was
a pleasure,

but under
the circumstances...

Sit down.

You've handled internal security
at the bank for how long now?

15 years.

How'd this guy get to her?

She was vulnerable.

This guy probably
wined her and dined her,

made her believe she'd
found true love.

I don't know for sure,
but I'd be willing to bet

he did his homework beforehand.

Why do you say that?

Before this guy
came along,

Miss Marsh was seeing
a therapist for depression.

She lived alone,
was in a little
financial trouble,

apartment full of
romance novels.

This guy must have
seemed like he fell
down from heaven.

Betty Marsh had no
prior criminal record?

None.

But this guy would have
been hard to resist.

Champagne dinners
and a promise of
a life together.

I've known people
flip-flop over
a whole lot less.

Stakes have gotten
higher, Urbina.

Maybe she threatened
to turn him in.

Yeah. Maybe so.

Or once that partner of his
died in that freak accident,

things began to
get undone.

He may just be
tying up loose ends.

Oh, no.
No, no, no.

You--you go first.

Damn!

I still don't get
how you do that.

Simple.

Technique.

Once you get
the mechanics together,

it's just a matter
of repetition.

Yeah, technique, repetition.

- Technique.
- Muscle memory, Urbina.

You can find something
that, uh, works,

stick with it.

Once you do it once...

...you can do it twice.

Perfect. Nice.

That's great.

That muscle memory
thing of yours
is really great.

My muscles seem
to memorize it
a little wrong, but...

Let's go.

Go where?
To the office.

The office?
Yeah.

I concede the game.

The check?

Let's go!
Okay!

Now these are all
the credit card statements

we got from
the mail drop box.

I want you to go through
every transaction,

every single one.

Let's see if there's
any other multiple transactions

in any other
specific banks.

We're looking for
threads here.

B-17.
Bingo.

This is the transaction
with Betty Marsh,

the one that we caught
on the security cameras.

These other four were
processed by a teller
named Angela Lohr,

First Transnational downtown.

No doubt about it.
We're dealing with the same guy.

This is just the tip
of the iceberg.

Angela Lohr processed
41 of the transactions
that we checked.

And she bypassed
the standard security controls

on every one,
just like Betty Marsh.

Do you know where
this woman lives?

Riverview District, about
a half hour from here.

Good work, Bridges.

- Thanks.
- We better
get over there.

Mommy, look at this.

Mommy's coming right back.

Hey. Sounds kinda
crazy over there.

Ugh! Babysitter's
running late.

I can't wait to see you.

I have something
special planned.

No, I can't say now.

If I did that,

it wouldn't be a surprise
now, would it?

Tell me!

Busy.
Try again.

If it's still busy, we'll get
the operator to break in.

And see if Baltimore PD's
got a squad car in the vicinity.

Hi. Sorry I'm late.

It's okay.

Wow. You look really
pretty, Mrs. Lohr.

Thanks.

Okay, it's ringing.

That looks
really good.

Hello?

Angela Lohr, please.

Speaking.

What seems to be
the problem, Officer?

Prom Night.

Just spot-checking
for drunken teenagers.

Did you think
I was a teenager?

From 50 feet back
it's hard to tell.

You made my night.

Okay.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

41 separate transactions,

all improperly processed,

all from the same man,

all with
different names.

Come on, Angela.
We know you're involved.

I still don't know--

Hold on. You need to listen
to what I'm saying.

This man is very dangerous.
You could be in--

She hung up.

Stop calling me or--

He murdered
a bank taller last night.

Her name was Betty Marsh.

She was suffocated
in her own bed.

You're lying.

Joe wouldn't do that? Joe?

See? You don't even
know who he is. Hold on.

Does Joe wear
a big green ring?

Does Joe wear a hat when
he comes into the bank?

Think about it, Angela.

Has Joe ever once
left anything around

that could identify him?

Has Joe ever once showed
you where he lives?

- Can I help you?
- Mm-hmm.

Uh-huh.

Where do I turn?

Oh, my God.

Hey, Angela?

Hey, honey.

Angela.

Hey, it's me.

Stay here.

I'm calling 911.

Who is it?

Hello. Mrs. Lohr?

My name is Jerry Ogen,
and I'm calling with

a special, one-time only
subscription offer

from the News Herald.

And you don't have one
single photograph of him.

No.

What about a car?
What kind of car does he drive?

A Chevy.

A green Chevy.

Rented?

I don't know.

Excuse me.

Have you seen
these before.

No.

Listen, Angela,

we're gonna have to put
you and your boy in
protective custody tonight

just in case Joe
decides to come back.

Am I going to jail?

We're really not concerned
with that right now.

What we're concerned with
is finding this guy.

Why don't you take
a few minutes,

gather some of
your belongings, okay?

Come on, let's go.

So the flowers were definitely
charged on this card.

Okay, thank you.

Well?
Bank confirms it.

Credit card issued to
Francis X. McGinty,

address 605 Kenwood,
apartment 335.

I'll send the men
over there, but, uh...

that's another drop box,
I'll bet on it.

Yeah. The bank's gonna
fax us over

a new credit card statement.

Apparently, it's a pretty
active card.

Department stores, gas stations,
that kinda thing.

Why, all of a sudden,

is he using this particular
card for purchases?

All the other cards he used
for cash advances.

All of them.

Well, maybe this is
really him.

Maybe McGinty, Francis X.,
is his real identity.

You're calling people
at 7:00 on a Sunday morning.

Somebody ought to
arrest you.

Hey, baby, look at this.

This is the complete transaction

of Francis X. McGinty.

All five month's worth,
you know?

I think I'll stick
with the arts and
leisure section instead.

Gas stations, gift shops,

but there's something here
I don't quite understand.

- Which one?
- Right there.

Renewal.

Oh, that's
a electronic debit.

Banks automatically
charge your card

when you have to
renew something.

- I know. Like what?
- I don't know.

Why don't
you call them?

Can't you schedule
your hunches
Monday through Friday?

You must be
Inspector Hughes. Yes.

I'm Cheryl.
We spoke on the phone.

I appreciate you coming here
on a Sunday morning like this.

Here's the federal
search warrant.

No problem. The locksmith
will be here in a minute

All right.

Exactly what is
this hunch?

This was the only card
used for outright purchases,

the only card sent to
a different drop box.

So you mean Francis McGinty
is his real name?

Maybe it is,
maybe it isn't.

Not important.

The important thing is
he thinks it's clean.

The safe deposit boxes
are down this way.

No surveillance cameras.

No, only motion detectors.

Uh...

Oh, here we go.

Box 2444.

Okay, let's do it.

My God.

How much you think
is in there?

At least
a million dollars.

What shall
we do with it?

We'll keep it
right here.

What?

I want that box fixed
and reinstalled

so it looks like
nothing has been
tampered with.

You take this out
and flip through
the money.

Give us a rough idea of
what we're talking
about here.

You're not gonna
confiscate the money?

No, no, the money is
gonna stay right here.

I'm much more interested
in confiscating the man
who put it here.

Okay, here's our
timeline, people.

On Friday, he killed
his first teller.

Saturday, he tried
to kill the second teller.

He knows we're close,
but he has no reason

to suspect we're aware of
the safe deposit box.

When the bank opens for
business today,

that'll be his first chance
to get in there

and grab the money.

Now, you've all been
on stakeouts before.

There's no need to
go over the obvious.

Basically it's this.

Griffo, Turner, Mahulco
and I will be posing
as bank customers.

We need to rotate
every 45 minutes.

Bridges will be
working a desk.

- Doing what?
- Bank auditor.

- There's your name tag.
- Great.

Now, I'm gonna be on
the floor posing as
a bank guard.

Everybody, this is
Mr. Yamura.

He's a bank employee

who normally takes care of
the safe deposit box area.

Shouldn't we have
an inspector back there?

No. It's important that
we create the impression

of a normally
functioning bank.

Mr. Yamura will be
carrying this
silent alarm.

If our guy comes in,
tries to access box 2444,

he'll activate,
and we move in.

What about surveillance
cameras?

No. There's some
right-to-privacy issues with
the bank and its customers.

The area is set up
with motion detectors

interfaced with
this computer.

Hank will be taking notes
on any movement.

Now, gentlemen, lady,

our man is considered
armed and dangerous.

So please, be safe
and be smart.

- Good morning.
- Thank you.

Good morning.
Sign in for me, please.

Good morning, sir.

Morning.

Box, uh, 2328, please.

Yes.

Excuse me, sir. Where do I go
for traveler's checks?

I'm sure any teller
will help you, ma'am.

Where--where's Gus?

- Excuse me?
- Gus, the usual guard?

Oh, he's on vacation.

Vacation?

Hell, I want
Gus' job.

He just had
a vacation last month.

You know, if being
a bank auditor is not
the dullest job in the world,

I will tell you
what is.

Pretending to be
a bank auditor.

What's tomorrow's
schedule?

We start at 9,
open at 10.

And another thing.
You know what the problem
with a stakeout is?

Your day job does not
know that you are
on a stakeout.

I'll see you at
the bank tomorrow.

Relax, honey.

You have to figure
it's a long shot.

I know, but...

I got a hunch.

Inspector Hughes,

I now you're famous
for your hunches,
but think about it.

Why would this man risk
coming back to get his money

if he knows you're
onto him.

I mean, if I were this guy,

I'd just mosey on down
to the next town,

make another mill
where nobody knows me.

Yeah, but, uh...

he's been taking his
money out a thousand
at a time for months.

There's no risk,
at least not in
his head.

Why would he think
we'd know anything about
his safe deposit box?

I know he thinks we're
onto his scam with
the tellers, but, uh...

he's gonna come
and get his money,
I'm sure of it.

This is Daddy getting
ready to go to work.

This is Daddy running
a little late.

This is Daddy
changing a tire.

Oh, Daddy's got
a boo-boo.

Poor Daddy.

Alex is late.

Yeah, I know.

Morning.
Morning.

- Identification, mister?
- There you go.

Hold on. Can I see
the name again, please?

Yes. It's Urbina.
Inspector Alex Urbina.

I'm kinda running late.
Is there a problem?

Step this way a minute,
please, sir.

Why? What--Just over here, please.

What's the
problem?

You're Inspector
Alex Urbina?
Alex Urbina. Urbina.

You mind explaining to me
how you managed

to pass through security
ten minutes ago?

What?

It's all over,
Mr. Yamura.

I think we got
our guy.

You did?

Picked him up
right outside
the bank entrance,

and he had this key
on his person.

Now, if that fits
the box in there,

then I think
we got our man.

Look, I will stay here.

Get Frank Hughes.
Get any if the inspectors.
They can identify me.

Let's check.

Right.

Anyone else try to
access the box
recently?

Uh, no, sir.

Wanna make sure we're
not dealing with any
kind of accomplices.

If this key fits,
we've got our man.

What do you know?

Well, well.

Number four.

Four plus four...

Eight.

Urbina's still
not here yet.

Babies.

Yeah.

So how's things going here?

Oh, steady as she goes.

There's been a couple
people in and out,

but nothing but dead air
on the motion detector
now, though.

Hey, wait a minute.

What did you say about
that motion detector?

I said it's all quiet.

Yamura's back there. It's not
supposed to be all quiet.

We got Yamura down
He needs assistance.

Seal down the perimeter
and the plaza.

- What happened?
- He got in as me ,Frank.

This time he stole
my identity.

Double check.
Seal all those front doors.

You guard the front.
I'll go here.

Hey! Hey, did you see
anybody rush out of here?

No. I mean, just
the usual people.

All right,
seal these doors.

Nobody goes in.
Nobody goes out.

Seal the stairs.
What's up there?

Insurance company,
travel agency,
I don't know what else.

How many floors?

33 above in the tower
and three below in the garage.

Seal the garage.
Nobody in or out!

It's all clear.
No one suspicious was
seen leaving the plaza.

Hey! Hey! Get those
elevators down.

What?
Bring those
elevators down now!

Third elevator.
It's on the 16th floor.

15, 14, 13...

3...2...1.

First elevator.

What?

- It's stopped on 4.
- What?

Fourth elevator!
It's not coming down!

Okay, now it's coming!

3, 3, 1.

Damn!

Frank? I got our man.

North Main on 59th.

Frank, I think he turned
down an alley off Barton.

He might be doubling back.

Hey.

Drop your gun.

Kick it over.

Look, just go easy.

Oh, I'll go like
I'm gonna go.

All I want is some
- cooperation.
- Sure.

Come here.

Freeze!

No closer, Hughes!

Put the gun down.

I don't think
- that's gonna happen.
- You may as well.

I took all the bullets
out of the gun last Sunday

when I opened up your
safety deposit box.

I kinda figured on that.

So I brought along
an extra clip

in case I used up what
was already in the gun.

You may as well put
the gun down.

You're not gonna get
out of this alley.

Oh, I think I might.

You ain't gonna make
Lauren a widow.

Ain't that right, Dad?

I ain't bluffing,
you son of a bitch.

Get out of here.

You brought extra
bullets, did you?

You bring an extra
firing pin?

No!

Okay, that should do it.

It should work.

Guess who's here?

Hey!
What are you doing?

Brought you a little
home-cooked meal.

It's his five-alarm chili. Beware.
Oh, yeah?

Boy, you guys
are heaven-sent.

Does this make
any sense to you?

Ah, excuse me.
They're playing my song.

Alex, will you take
care of this, please?

Can I go see her?

Oh, yeah.

I didn't know
- you cooked.
- I don't.

But I do make a mean
chili from time to time.

Oh, yeah?
How mean?

Oh, well, I tuned it
down a bit.

This is the tuned-down
version?

Whoo!

Mmm!
Oh, thanks.

Would you mind if
I keep at this?

Not at all.

You see, this guy here
is supposed to go up,

but it's broken.

I'm just gonna return it.

Inspector Urbina here.

Voilá.

Look who we got here?

Catherine has
got the touch.

You mind if I hold
her a a second?

Oh, no, by all means.

If she minds,
she'll let you know.

Come on. Come on.

I'm gonna take two minutes
and change the bedding
in the crib.

- I'll help you.
- Yeah.

Well, I just--

I just spoke to Joe
or Francis or...

whatever our guy's
name is.

We've gotta go down to
the station in the morning.

Yeah?

I didn't know you took
the bullets out of that
gun on Sunday.

I mean, of course,
you would.

It's--it's logical, but...

Still, for a minute--She on solid food yet?

She--What?

Is she on solid
food yet?

- No.
- Oh!

Taking the firing pin
out, though.

That was even better.

She's really
cute, man.

Of course, for my
own piece of mind,

you could have told
Joe both things at once.

"Hey, don't bother shooting
my friend Alex here.

"There's no bullets
in that gun.

There's no
firing pin either."

That would have
been nice.

I will next time.
I'm sorry.

Next time?

Oohhh!

The thing is, what if
it was a new gun entirely?

How did you know?

How did you know that
the gun in his hand

was the same gun you
disabled in the box?

Oh, it was just
a hunch, you know?

One of those Monday to
Friday hunches.

There's your daddy.
See?

- A hunch.
- Say "Hi, Dad."

Oh, God.

See him?

I marked the barrel
of the gun with
a piece of chalk

so I'd know it was
the same gun.

Aarrgghh!
Aarrgghh!

You weren't scared,
were you?

Scared?

No, I don't--
I don't get scared.

Um...

Oh, no.

Here you go, sweetheart.

That was nice.

Well, you know what
they say about payback.

Here. You might wanna--

You got something
on your shirt.

Look what Daddy made.

Who do we got here?

Your guess is
as good as mine.

Christ almighty.

How many aliases
does this guy have?

What's his real name?

Nobody's got a clue.

- Get out of here.
- Truth.

It could be Jimmy Hoffa
we got in there.

This guy could be
anybody, anybody at all.