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Problem of the center?

Well, My father been at his desk in The Tower at 7 am for the last thirty-five years.

-Two weeks in a row he has a no show.
-That's weird.

Thank god. You are Back, Daddy.

Who the hell are you?

Mr. Lyle.

And Bridget is the new cleaner.

What am I, in the twilight zone?

We thought It would be a good idea to have Bridget

provide assistance in the capture of Jarod.

All I know is that he is barking a lot of orders
and all the smart people seem to be following them.

Maybe he's part of the Triumvirate.

The Triumvirate?

What the hell would they be doing here?

Seizing power?

Their appearance certainly would explain your father's disappearance.

Why would they make my father disappear?

Because someone shot Raines.

They are not going to stop until they find out who did.

Who is Mr. Lyle?

He's the boogeyman.

The money was removed from the Center offices on the home through electronicly

We're double checking the transfer records.

We're hoping its an
accounting mistake.

Jarod stole fifteen million dollars of Centre funds and donated it
to charity.

The only mistake is rubbing our noses in it.

“Your welcome and surprisingly generous donation

will help the organisation for years to come.”

“The million dollars will bring

much hope and joy to the children.

God Bless.”

“Prayers be with you.

Have a nice day.”

I'll get him.

Please do.

Jarod's a lot more dangerous than I thought.

I like ice cream.

I really like ice cream.

-There you go Jarod.
-Thank you Phil.

Very interesting device.

It's a Wheelo.

And it's purpose is?

Nothing. It just goes round and round and round.

So it chases itself in a circle?

Yep!

Would you be interested in selling that for ten dollars.

Sorry!

Fifteen?

I couldn't. My grandpa gave it to me for my birthday.

-Twenty?
-Twenty-five!

Sold!

Thank you!

Wow!

Hey Kiddo!

Got you a burger, some fries.

Gonna set you up nice
here. Okay sir. Hey!

I'll be right back. Okay?

How are you doing Scooter?

Dewey! You, you shouldn't come around here.

How else are we supposed to get an ice cream cone.

Freaky weather.

Must be a hundred degrees in the shade.

You look good Scott.

What do you want Nick?

It's not what I want.

It's what I need . . . you.

Oh no. Not this time.

Opportunity knocks.

Oh really?

Because you know your last opportunity cost me seven years of my life.

Jeez! Come on.

Ten months I've been out of prison.

I've just got my son back. Okay?

I'm not interested.

Get interested.

Dad?

Sean, go wait out front. I'll be right there.

Go on Sean. You do as your daddy says now, okay?

-But . . .
-Just go, please.

I see your dilemma.

The deal is one job and you and I are history.

Why don't you get Martinez?

Dead. He said no.

Crew?

The three of us plus one.

Who opens the safe?

Trinnie's sending some guy in from Brooklyn.

One, um, R.H. Cross.

Cross. I don't know him.

I don't know him either.

Trinnie swears by him even though he's only got one good arm.

A one armed safe cracker. That's . . .

I'm picking him up at three o'clock at the train station.

We start tonight.

Scottie, don't be late.

-Hey! Okay.
-What's that?

No. No. It's nothing.

These guys come back and give me a hard
time.

Hey nothing's wrong. Hey! Come here.

The train station.

Leaving town?

Business meeting.

Yeah? What do you do?

I'm a one armed safe cracker.

Yeah? Which
arm?

It's a good question.

There are pretends among us. Genuises with the ability to become anyone they want to be.
In 1963, a corporation known as the Centre isolated a young Pretender named Jarod, and exploited his genius for their research.

Then one day, the pretender run away...

THE PRETENDER
Season 2
Episode 2
Scott Free

Jarod is at something.

I can feel it coming on like the flu'.

After his recent brush with death

perhaps he's just enjoying life for a bit.

Maybe he decided to take a vacation.

Did you eat the whole onion for breakfast?

-Broots.
-What?

Sorry you missed the party in Omaha.

Jarod. What about Omaha?

Whoops! I guess the Centre cut you out of the loop this time.

Good thing they sent a replacement.

What are you talking about Jarod?

I'm talking about the blonde.

Five – seven, hundred and twenty
pounds, killer legs.

You're not giving up on me, are you Miss Parker?

You wish.

Your attention please.

-Announcing the immediate arrival of the Brooklyn Express at platform sixteen.
-That's my train. Gotta go.

What was that all about?

That's what I'd like to know.

R.H. Right hand.

Avani?

Don't look around. We're being watched.

Cops?

Listen up. I'm only going to say this once.

The location's changed. The new score is in Indianapolis.

I'm from Flatbush. I don't know anything about Iowa.

Indiana.

Same thing.

I wrote down the locations, the security codes, the whole deal.

Hey this ain't kosher.

I need to call Trinnie.

You do that and you lose this.

You get another package just like it when the job is finished.

Target?

That's my business.

I'm gonna meet you in four days at the Hotel Argyle in New York.

I've reserved a room in your name.

What's to keep me from walking away with the whole thing?

You do that and I'm gonna hunt you down like I did Martinez.

Then they'll be calling you “No Hands”.

That's cold.

Your attention please.

-Announcing the immediate departure of the Indiana Star.
-That's your ride.

I want you to leave this at the job.

What is it?

It's a Hallmark card.

Always send the very best.

Leave it.

My tools are in there.

Buy new ones.

Because every cop along the line is looking for a man

with a bum arm carrying a black leather bag.

I'll take the bag and the heat.

How are you going to do that?

See you in New York.

See you in New York. See you in New York.

Your attention please.

Will Mr Paul Johnson, please meet your party . . .

Mr Cross.

Call me R.H.

Why wasn't I informed about Omaha?

No, no, no. Switch those masks, please.

With due respect Miss Parker,

it's not my job to inform you of Jarod's whereabouts.

It's your job to inform me.

-According to your file . . .
-My file?

Correct.

According to your file you've had Jarod trapped

in Las Vegas, Chicago, Washington and Florida.

It seems you've had ample opportunity to bring him back.

How would you like me to feed you my file.

There's no reason to be defensive about your shortcomings Miss Parker.

Moving in?

Possession is nine-tenths.

Now if you'll excuse us we have a meeting to attend.

Oh, any progress locating your missing father?

Who says he's missing?

A man packs his belongings and vanishes it's a logical assumption.

You gave that paper weight to your father when you were a little girl.

I thought he threw it away.

I'm sure he's fine.

He would never just leave without saying goodbye, would he?

You're dead and the rest of us are in handcuffs.

Twenty minutes.

That's all the time we got before security guard makes his run.

You're going to have to work faster to bypass that second alarm.

I'm working as fast as I can.

There was a day when you could have done it in your sleep.

Remember those days Dewey?

Scooter was the best I ever saw.

Sixteen years old, picking combination locks down at the YMCA –

stealing wallets and jock straps.

What did you do with all those jock straps?

You know, it was a long time ago, Nick.

I took you off the streets.

I treated you like you were my own son.

Yeah! And when the heat was on

you hang me out to spend seven years in a federal prison.

Forgive me if I don't shed a tear about how things used to be.

I think we should cut him loose.

This job is going to be difficult enough in a perfect world.

I don't need a guy with his head half in the game.

I know him.

You on the other hand are a question mark.

Should I call Trinnie and get another locksmith?

Nah!

Let's try it again.

Long night huh?

Yeah!

Let's pick this up tomorrow night at my place.

-You got a pen. I'll write down the address.
-Yeah.

Oh thanks.

Oh here. Eight one six Highland.

Eight one six Highland.

“To Dad, Love Sean”. Is that your son?

My life.

He gave me this for father's day.

Come along Jarod.

Miss Parker just gave that man a present Sydney? Why?

It's father's day Jarod.

She gave her father a gift to show how much she loves him.

You want me to put this out on the net for you?

Oh yeah. I want to know who he is and where he comes from.

I bet my pension there's someone out there looking for this guy.

The part is still going to be the rent-a-cops

Oh I never thought I'd need this again.

What? Can't open a door you blow it off its hinges?

You never know what you might run into.

Sometimes looking dangerous is enough.

Sean, what are you doing here?

I live here.

No. No. You know what I mean.

You're supposed to be at Mrs Albertson's.

I went to the shop.

They said that you didn't show up today.

No I didn't.

Actually that was my fault.

I saw some of the furniture your father built

and I suggested we meet right away.

My name is Cross. RH Cross.

RH stands for Right Hand.

What's that stuff?

Oh well you never mind that stuff.

If your probation officer catches you skipping work

you're going to be in big trouble.

I don't want anything to happen to us.

Who's . . . . who's the father here.

Now I want you to go back to Mrs Albertson's house

and you stay there ‘til I pick you up.

-But . . .
-Just do what I say . . .

Wait, wait, wait. Sean. Hey. Listen.

I just . . . I just need you to cut me a little slack here.

Hey! I love you.

I love you too.

See you Right Hand.

Nice to meet you Sean.

So why are you doing this?

What?

Why are you doing this job?

You don't want to be doing it.

Which means that Avani is holding some sort of big hammer over your head.

Oh I never knew my parents.

Sean's mother passed away after he was born

and I was sent up a year later, you know.

They passed Sean around from family to family like I was.

But you got him back.

And I intend to keep him.

Sean needs his father forever.

Jarod.

You need to finish the last simulation.

I made this for you Sydney.

For me?

Do you like it?

No Jarod, I don't like it

and I don't want to ever see anything like it again.

Let's get to work.

We just received these from our satellite office in Indianapolis.

His name's RH Cross.

He's a safe cracker from New York.

And we should be interested because . . ?

According to the office Cross's take was nearly a quarter million dollars.

He also left this behind.

According to the red notebook

Cross was going to rendezvous with Jarod

at the Argyle Hotel in New York City.

Jarod would never leave such an obvious trail.

Cross screwed up and left that behind.

That's quite a reach.

According to the security on the ground in Indianapolis

Cross was nearly caught.

Bridget go to New York. Find Cross.

I still don't understand the significance of this.

Jarod's sending you two a message.

Which is?

You're going nowhere fast.

We got eighteen minutes until the security guard makes his round.

I don't like this.

That van followed us ever since we left the warehouse.

-The cop's have made us.
-If they have...

...then they're still following Dewey all over the city.

I've got every contingency covered.

Let's just do it.

How long?

Five minutes.

You've got three.

What the hell is that?

He's early.

Twenty minutes huh?

What is it?

The guard.

How long before you're in?

Two minutes.

Oh. What are you going to do?

I'm covering contingencies.

I'm in.

You stole an electronic key card?

It opens the federal diamond depository in Wilmington.

What are you talking about?

He's saying there is no money.

Just another job.

That's what this has been about since the very beginning. Right?

Twenty million dollars in raw uncut diamonds.

My source says that the stones will spend thirty-six hours in the vault before distribution.

We move on Monday before the offices open up

and anyone realises the access card is missing.

Our deal was one job.

I'm out.

I'm sorry to hear that Scottie.

Change your mind the door's always open.

Best laid plans huh?

I'll see you tomorrow.

Dewey, this is Nick.

Hey! You okay?

Oh, I'm fine. Good.

I guess this sort of thing happens when you deal with a piece of work like Avani.

What's wrong?

This is too easy.

-What is?
-This.

Nick would never let me walk out with this much on the line,

not unless . . .

You got a car?

Yeah, come on.

Sean. Sean.

Sean. Answer me.

The house is empty.

I'm really sorry Scottie

but there's no way I can let this opportunity slip away.

I need you.

Your Sean is safe.

How safe he stays is up to you.

Research five took it off the National Police Net.

Why would Jarod's picture be on a law enforcement scan?

Well according to the background data

he's suspected of being part of a robbery group here in the North East.

What did you say?

The initial scan was sent

by a detective Harold Evans of the Middletown PD

Middletown?

That's less than a hundred miles from here.

The question now is what is Jarod doing

associating with a group of street criminals.

Well actually this crew is slicker than that.

They have an MO of targeting high profile, high tech takedowns.

Such as?

Such as, um, payroll companies, security houses, mostly diamonds.

Run profiles on all the potential targets

within a five hundred mile radius of The Centre.

Everything this crew might be interested in

and I want everything you can find on this Detective Evans.

If he stole a Baby Ruth when he was six

I want to know how many nuts it had.

I've been going over the layout of the vault room.

I'm thinking we've got a better chance of blowing the inner doors.

Sounds right.

What do you think Scottie?

I want him back.

I'm here right?

That's what you wanted.

Now you give me back my boy.

Focus, for the kid's sake.

These doors are only reinforced steel so we should. . .

Where my son is. And I want to know right now.

You pull the trigger on me, you pull the trigger on Sean.

Scottie let him go.

Where's Sean? Where's my boy?

We finish this job you and Sean'll be back together again, I promise.

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun!

Anything happens to my boy,

you'll wish I'd killed you.

Never underestimate the father-son relationship.

Jarod, I told you, I can't accept this.

But I made it for you.

I'm not your father.

This card is meant for someone else.

Don't you love me Sydney?

We have work to do.

It smells like gin in here.

What the hell is this?

I don't have the time or inclination to banter with you detective

so I will get right to the point.

You got a name?

Let's just say that I'm the person who holds your pitiful little life in her hands.

Is that so?

You tell me.

Go ahead, open it.

Where'd you get these?

That's not important.

What is, is that multiple copies are in my possession.

Good.

You put this picture out on the police net.

So?

I want him.

Can't help you.

I want him!

Harold.

I'm sorry for both our sakes.

I think I know where they're gonna hit next.

Relax your prostate boys.

We've got Jarod nailed to the wall.

The blonde's gonna bust a G-String when she . . .

What?

Please continue.

And while you're at it, maybe you can explain this.

I spoke to RH Cross in New York.

He was sent to rob the Centre's office in Indianapolis

by a man matching Jarod's description.

We did try to warn you about that.

And how was Detective Evans?

You had me followed?

Yes I did.

And I want to know everything you know

and I want to know now.

Jarod's become part of a robbery crew.

Evans thinks their next target will be the Federal Diamond Depository in Wilmington.

I think we should blanket the area

and grab the whole bunch on the way in.

I disagree.

Oh what a surprise.

You have a better plan?

You've tried the open snare approach before.

Jarod's too smart to let us grab him on the outside.

You let him inside the vault,

lull him into a false sense of security and get him . . . clean.

Why don't we just mail him the diamonds and call it a day.

I know Jarod, the way he thinks.

Yet you still can't catch him.

Ladies! We follow Bridget's plan.

Mr Broots you'll be given complete control of the security system at the diamond depository.

You can do that?

suggest you visit the building

and begin implementing a total lockdown of the facility.

I don't believe this will work.

I think it's time to end this pursuit of Jarod once and for all.

You can do that?

Dewey got these photos of the Depository this morning

and the keycard will allow us to penetrate the outside security system.

Bodies on the ground?

Minimal.

I made the lock system this morning.

It's hard wired infra-red.

Can you beat it?

Yeah! I can beat it.

We have no problem then.

Oh no. Not now.

What did you say?

Ah Nothing.

You look a little shook up.

No. No I'm fine.

We're all set then.

Oh no.

The coloured areas represent access points at the depository.

When the grid is red the building is locked down.

When it's green obviously it's not.

My guess is that Jarod and his crew will disarm the video monitoring system as soon as they gain entry

but it won't matter though because I'm the only one with the password to the system.

Very impressive Mr Broots.

I'm confident that Mr Broots has covered all contingencies.

Are you confident Mr Broots?

Here we go!

Alright. They're inside.

Let's end this.

Not yet.

Not yet?

He's sitting there waiting for us . . .

And knowing that gives us the upper hand.

The advantage of surprise.

Your point?

We have him Mr Lyle.

Let's not make another mistake.

What is that? What're are you doing?

I could stop and could explain it to you

or I could just do it and get the hell out of here.

The choice is yours.

Jarod would never have walked in here without a plan to walk out.

We stay the course.

Look, you want to sit on your collective thumbs, fine.

I'm going to do my job.

I won't allow you to compromise this situation.

You're going to shoot me?

Done.

What happened?

Drill bit cracked.

-You got another one?
-Yeah in my bag.

-I'll get it.
-No. No No. I'll get it.

I know where it is.

Pull out the broken bit.

Make it fast.

Scottie, give me a hand over here will you?

Just one second. I'm nearly done.

Now.

Yeah! Sure.

Hey!

You open these doors.

I want Scottie's son brought back to him.

Open the doors.

What are you doing?

Maybe you don't understand English.

I want Sean released.

I know Dewey's got him so you call him

and you tell him to cut him loose.

You open the door or you die.

Go ahead.

Tell him Scottie.

Nick don't.

Shoot.

You see, sometimes looking dangerous is enough

and sometimes it's not.

Now call him!

Dial!

This is Nick.

Let the kid go.

Yes! Right now!

The phone?

Hm, hm, hm. You should have called Trinnie.

Scottie, you let me out of here.

You know, every night for ah, seven years

I thought about, you know, what you were doing.

And then when I get out,

finally get my life back,

you take my son?

Scottie that was business.

This is personal.

Let's get out of here.

Don't leave me here.

Scottie!

Scottie! Don't leave me here! Scottie!

Hey! I've got two on the move.

Jarod.

Give me my gun.

If you want Jarod, give me my gun.

Tell the sweeper teams to move.

Wait. What the hell is this?

All the access points in the building are unlocking.

One area's still secured? What's that?

Sean!

Sean. Sean!

Sean. Sean!

Scottie!

Sean.

Oh! Oh! Oh my God!

Like I was so scared, you know.

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

You're fine? You're fine?

Dad, don't make a big deal.

Oh! Oh!

Look, I hate to break this up

but don't you think you two should be hitting the road?

Here, take this with you.

Don't worry, it's money that was owed to me.

Ah, you know, I don't understand.

Consider it an early father's day present.

Good luck huh?

Thanks.

Good luck.

Sydney.

Hope your stay at the depository wasn't too unpleasant?

You made quite an impression on the new regime.

I hope this doesn't end up making things harder for you.

Well, I appreciate your concern but that's not why I called.

I've been thinking,

and I was wondering if you ever thought about

what it would have been like to have been my father?

That was never an option Jarod,

so I never allowed myself to even entertain such a notion.

Well thank you Sydney,

for your honesty anyway.