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GIRL 1:
I need your help, Veronica.

BOY 1: You can't tell anyone.
BOY 2: I need your help.

GIRL 2:
I need to know.

[INDISTINCT VOICES]

VERONICA:
A teenaged private eye.

Trust me, I know how dumb that sounds.

But it's not like I found a decoder ring
at the bottom of a cereal box...

...and thought, "That sounds like fun."

I wish. That would've been adorable.

Nope. My best friend was murdered
when I was 15.

Trying to figure out who did it
was how I coped.

My dad was sheriff at the time.

And when he went after
the most powerful man in town...

...he turned us both into pariahs.

Dad lost his job and I lost my friends.

Kids can be cruel, after all.

The cruelest was Logan Echolls,
my dead friend's boyfriend.

Like me, Logan was fueled
by rage and distrust.

He wanted to make someone pay.

It's likely those qualities
are what drew us together.

They're absolutely what tore us apart.

After my dad was run out of office,
he got his PI license and opened an agency.

I hung out there to learn the tricks
of the trade.

There was plenty of work for both of us
in the seedy beach town of Neptune, California.

People might think of Neptune as glamorous.

Home to movie stars
and captains of industry.

But when the class war comes,
Neptune will be ground zero.

It's a Springsteen song:

Get out while you're young.

I got out when I was 19,
leaving a trail of destruction in my wake.

I've grown up, though.

That was the old me.
Angry me. Vengeful me.

New me?
People say I'm a marshmallow.

GAYLE:
So a year at Hearst College.

BA in Psychology from Stanford.

Near the top of your class
at Columbia Law.

You're due to take the bar in six weeks.

A little about us:

We're a multinational firm.

Fifty lawyers in New York.

Our clients here at Truman-Mann
are primarily Fortune 500 companies.

Our job is to make sure that frivolous lawsuits
disappear before they reach the courtroom.

We're looking at a number of candidates.

All with impressive résumés...

...but none quite as unique as yours.

You were issued a private investigator's
license for your 18th birthday?

Heh. Is that something California kids do?

My dad is a PI. I worked for him.

It was more answering phones
and handling his travel than anything else.

Really? Before you were 20,
your name popped up on LexisNexis in 14...

Fifteen.

Fifteen separate articles or briefs...

...in cases ranging from multiple homicides
to dognapping.

You have a degree in psychology,
Miss Mars.

What do you think that says about a person?

Compulsive, clearly.

Addictive personality.

Possible adrenaline junkie.

But that's not me anymore.

I haven't worked a case
since I transferred to Stanford.

And why is that?

The price was too high.

It ruined friendships and relationships.

Cost me a lot of opportunities
along the way.

So your decision to transfer
wasn't related...

...to a certain video of you
and another Hearst student?

- The sex tape? No need to be coy.
- Leonard.

It's fine. As lawyers, we are often put
in adversarial situations.

Opposing counsel will seek to exploit
any perceived weakness.

All I'll say about that tape, is it was made
and distributed without my knowledge.

And I'll ask you:

Do I look ruffled?

PIZ:
Rebuilding her life took time.

More time than you'd think.

Zhi Howes was broke.
And worse, people considered her passé.

She thought about restarting her moribund
career with a Kickstarter campaign...

...but the potential for further humiliation
was daunting.

They brought up the sex tape?

I think I handled it okay. I have another meeting
tomorrow with one of the partners.

I hope we talk STDs.

[PIZ CHUCKLES]
[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

[VERONICA CHUCKLES]

PIZ: What?
- Wallace.

He keeps trying to get me to come in
for our 10-year reunion.

"Not bloody likely."

- Hey, Piz.
PIZ: Yeah.

The Zhi Howes story.
How long is it gonna be now?

- Uh, 12 and a half minutes.
- You're killing me.

- Hi.
GLASS: Hi.

You must be the girlfriend
who we have heard so much about...

...and never seen.

I am. Law school.

GLASS: Mm.
- Um, I'm a really big fan of the show, though.

Funny story.
I do a pretty wicked impression of you.

I don't think we...
I don't think it's a good idea.

Uh, we dated for months in college,
and this whole last year...

...and she's only meeting my parents
for the first time next week.

She blames law school for that too.
So the fact that she hasn't met my colleagues...

Veronica?

Bonnie DeVille was found dead
in her bathtub.

Oh, that's awful.

You a fan?

I went to high school with her.

She was Carrie Bishop back then.

[PLAYING THE DANDY WARHOLS'
"WE USED TO BE FRIENDS"]

BUSKER [SINGING]:
A long time ago

We used to be friends

[PIZ WHISTLES]

But I haven't thought of you lately at all

If ever again
A greeting I send to you

Short and sweet to the soul is all I intend

VERONICA:
I haven't seen or spoken to Logan in nine years.

PIZ:
Veronica!

VERONICA: I heard he got his life together.
Then, suddenly, he's all over the gossip pages.

"Son of a movie star dates pop star."

"Son of a movie star beats up paparazzi."

"Caught on camera: Son of a movie star
threatens celebrity girlfriend's life."

[INDISTINCT DIALOGUE ON RADIO]

MAN [ON RADIO]:
DeVille was electrocuted in her bathtub.

Local authorities have ruled
the singer's death a homicide...

...and are focusing their investigation
on ex-boyfriend, Logan Echolls.

VERONICA: When I was a kid,
Dad stuck a magnet on our fridge...

...suggesting we accept the things
we cannot change.

I thought it was there
for my alcoholic Mom's benefit...

...but it stayed up long after
Mom was gone.

Sheriff Lamb, is it true that Logan Echolls
was in the house when Bonnie died?

We found Echolls passed out
next to DeVille's body.

WOMAN [ON VIDEO]:
Sheriff, are you aware of the video...

...of Logan Echolls threatening Bonnie?

LOGAN:
Get out. You're not welcome here.

You get rid of him,
or you're gonna end up dead.

Kind of speaks for itself.

WOMAN:
Can you speak to the tragedy...

...the violent death
of a celebrity who seemed to have it all?

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

[BEEPS]

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

[SIGHS]

So, what's new with you?

LOGAN [OVER PHONE]:
I need your help, Veronica.

I don't really do that anymore.

Look, can you just hear me out?

He's being bombarded by lawyers
wanting to represent him.

I'm just gonna go out there, see my dad...

...and help Logan weed out the shysters.

Well, give Logan my best.

Tell him I've gotten used to the loose bone
fragments floating around my orbital socket.

You may not want to mention
that violent streak to his new lawyer.

- Shut up, okay?
- Okay.

[CHATTERING]

Hey there.

Hi.

Um...

[VERONICA CHUCKLES]

You weren't planning on carrying me
through the airport, were you?

Uh, no, I just met with JAG Corps, so...
Fun bunch of guys.

I, um, had heard, of course...

...but I couldn't fully picture it.

You should only wear this, like, ever.

Let me?

How did you get through security?

Uh, I bought a $49 ticket to Palm Springs.
Totally worth it.

- How was your flight?
- Good.

I would've been fine in coach.
But thank you.

There's the sun. Do you ever get tired
of all this amazing weather?

Yeah, and how about them Dodgers?

Look at us, falling right back
into our old rhythms.

I imagine your dad
is pretty excited to see you.

I'm surprising him.

So are you gonna ask if I did it?

I wouldn't be here if I thought you did.

Hi.

[KEITH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[PHONE RINGING]

Mars Investigations.

Sorry, he's unavailable.
Can I take a message?

Hang in there, Mr. Millet.
I should know something in a few days.

Uh, yes, we will take pictures...

...but I'm afraid "shooting the son of a bitch"
is not a service that we currently offer.

All right, bye.

[VERONICA CHUCKLES]

KEITH:
You buckled.

Oh, the magnetic pull of Neptune High
brought you back.

- Heh.
- Oh, you've got spirit, yes, you do.

Actually...

No.

- Logan. Of course.
- I'm just helping him find a lawyer.

Mm-hm.

Oh, Piz says to tell you hi.

KEITH:
Good man, Piz.

How'd he feel about you coming out here
to see Logan?

It's not a social call.

He understands that.

KEITH:
Mm-hm.

He does.

What's going on here?

KEITH: Stop and frisk.
Some developer bought up all this...

...now our local police
are running off the undesirables.

It's the Neptune way.

Protecting and serving the highest bidder.

So this new Sheriff Lamb...

- ...he as big of a clown as his little brother?
- Bigger.

Lazy and barely competent like his brother.
More venal and corrupt.

Well, if it isn't the man, the myth,
the legendary pain-in-the-ass Keith Mars.

Deputy.

You catch any husbands lately
with their pants down?

You should get a slide projector
and bring it down to the station.

We'd love to see
your dirty-picture collection.

Well, you boys are so busy cleaning up
the town, how will you find the time?

[CHUCKLES]

What'd you get those two crime lords for?
Embezzlement? Human trafficking?

Don't know yet.
But I'm sure we'll figure something out.

I guess you probably let a lot of things slide
on your watch.

Those days are gone now.

You know what happens
when you mess with the bull, right?

You get the clichés?

DEPUTY:
Lyles!

Look what we got here!

Couple of taggers.

I'm painting my sister's bike, bitch.

Bitch?

Who you calling a bitch?

[YELLS]

LYLES:
You want some more juice, boy?

You move one more inch,
I will light you up like a Christmas tree.

KEITH:
Deputy.

Unless you wanna be a YouTube star
by tomorrow morning, let those boys go now.

Or I can shove that phone right up your ass.

KEITH: Well, we've seen
how tough you are with boys.

Maybe this is the day you find out
how you do with a full-grown man.

[MOTORCYCLES APPROACHING]

Would you look at that?
Already uploaded to the Cloud.

Well...

...I think these boys
have learned a valuable lesson.

Guess we can shut it down for the night.

Let's go.

KEITH: You realize you'll make more
in your first year...

- ...than I did in the best years of my life?
- So?

So? You're destined for greatness.

Something much bigger
than you would have ever found here.

The only greatness...

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

...inherent in these jobs
I'm interviewing for...

...is the fact that they'll allow me
to pay off my student loans.

- Candygram for Mongo.
VERONICA: Mongo like candy.

[ALL CHUCKLING]

WALLACE:
Hey, welcome home. Welcome home.

Mac, Wallace.
You hardly drop by at all anymore.

MAC:
Hi.

- Wallace.
- Mr. Mars.

How's next year's
freshman class looking?

Words you never wanna hear
out of your dad's mouth.

- His team.
- Whatever, perv.

I've been promoted to JV coach
for next year...

...so now I'm just waiting
for Coach McDonald to die.

Well, good luck with that.
And, Mac, you still with Sun Microsystems?

Actually...

Go ahead and tell them
what you been up to now.

The shame. Ooh, the shame.

Hooters waitress?
Ren-Faire juggler?

- Telemarketing.
- Hooters bar back!

- Clubbing baby seals.
MAC: Heh.

Worse. I actually took a job
with Kane Software.

I know. I hate it. I do.
I wish I was clubbing baby seals...

...but they just pay me so well.

$10,000 Pyramid.
"Things a whore says."

- Bud. Bud Light.
- Ooh. Thank you.

So when Logan said "jump"...

...did you actually say "how high"...

...or was there an understanding
that you would achieve max verticality?

Wow. Two beers. That's how long
it takes for you to get surly.

In case it slipped your mind, Piz is the one
without the baggage and the drama.

Mm. I will say this for him:

He almost never gets charged
with murder.

WALLACE: Mm.
- Just one of the things I love about Piz.

No drama.

Says the drama magnet.

You know what else
says a lot about a guy?

- His choice of friends.
MAC & WALLACE: Aw!

[DICK BELCHES]

What's this? Wait a minute. No.

I specifically told the agency
"an eager-to-please brunette."

Why is that so hard?

- Dick.
- Ah, just kidding, Ronnie. Long time.

Hey, Logan, that girl
who follows you around is here!

You get some work done?
Your boobs look bigger.

So do yours. Where's Logan?

Inside. Come on. Freaking out.

Another video from the Logan Echolls-Bonnie
DeVille home collection just hit the Internet.

- Missionary, natch.
VERONICA: Heh.

Must be nice, Dick.

Be it ever so humble.

God, how did they get this?

[MOANING AND HEAVY
BREATHING ON VIDEO]

Is anybody else surprised that I'm the only one
in this room who does not have a sex tape?

- It could be anybody.
- It's us.

- You see us when we enter the room.
- Yeah. Worst cameraman ever.

Dumb question, but I have to ask:

Did you know you were being filmed?

Oh, that's right, we were shooting
some of our usual leg erotica.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Oh, that's gotta be our first lawyer.

All right, then, allow me.

This footage looks like it was taken from
a tripod and it's just a couple feet from the bed.

DICK:
Come on in, sir.

Carrie wouldn't be the first celebrity
who thought a sex tape might help...

- It wasn't her.
DICK: JC Borden, Esq.

The "JC" is for "Jesús Cristo,
get a load of my Rolex."

All right. I'm gonna be out
making the Pacific Ocean my bitch.

No murders or forbidden love
while I'm gone, okay?

And, uh, hey, stay out of the brownies
unless you wanna go on a long, strange trip.

A little free advice?

A murder suspect
should avoid proximity to narcotics.

Medicine, man. I got my card.

"Chronic depression."
You wouldn't think, huh?

Mm. I can feel my self-worth
coming back right now.

So you've met my associate, Dick.

Okay, facts, they're important, yes.

Lucky for us,
they're not the end-all, be-all.

This case is about so much more.

Son of a movie star accused
of electrocuting his pop star girlfriend?

It will be a circus.

And it will be won or lost in the court
of public opinion.

We've got a story to sell here.

Dad murders your girlfriend.

Mom jumps off a bridge.

Most kids, they're gonna fold tent.
But not you.

You sign up to fly jets over Afghanistan
for your country.

I say you're a goddamn hero.

Some people see that viral video
and they say:

"Oh, he's violent. He's unhinged."

I see it, and I see Jesus throwing
the money lenders out of the temple.

Hire me. I promise you...

...we will find at least one person
on that jury who sees it the same.

Who's in charge of your social media?

LOGAN: Thank you. Good night.
- Good night.

I'm guessing you lawyers
have to take lots of showers.

VERONICA:
Hmm.

My advice?

Go with Jackson Frederick.

He's smart, direct. Kind of face
I don't think you'll want to punch.

Well, he did an admirable job
of looking like he cared if I did it or not.

Although our last contestant
did say something interesting.

She has a stylist in Malibu
who's a miracle worker?

Part of clearing you will be finding
a compelling alternative theory.

And you fly out tomorrow?

9 a.m.

Let me buy you a drink?

Yeah. Sure.

Where you wanna go?

ALL [SINGING]:
With glowing hearts

We see thee rise

VERONICA:
Charming drink names.

I can't decide between the Beast
with Two Backs or the Donkey Punch.

Ooh. Do you think they'd let me order
a virgin Devirginator?

I know this place sucks,
but it's karaoke night...

...and there's one thing
you can count on here.

Sexual assault on a pinball machine?

- Yeah.
- Oh, it's grain alcohol and peach schnapps.

We stand our guard for thee

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

MAN:
All right.

Give it up
for Art Tebbel and the Mounties!

[CHEERING]

Okay. Next up we have...

...Ruby Jetson.

[CROWD GROANING AND BOOING]

Who is that?

That is Bonnie DeVille's biggest fan.

We found her hiding in Carrie's closet
a couple months ago.

[SINGING]
Holding my breath

While the moon holds me

Boo!

[AUDIENCE BOOING]

Sit down, you crazy bitch!

What do you expect?
They're Canadian.

Hey, Terrance. Phillip.

Like you're the Barenaked Ladies?

[WHISPERING]
Shh. I think they might be.

That's the fifth Bonnie DeVille song
she's done tonight.

[IN NORMAL VOICE]
Well, that's what she does.

Hey, uh, this showed up in my inbox.

Ten minutes after Carrie was killed.

"Every ending brings a new beginning.
Now we can be together."

My compelling alternative theory.

She sent you this?

No, it's from Bonniefan23.

But if I had to guess...

Try drowning all our memories tonight

Confession won't save me now

- I miss her too.
LOGAN: Okay.

Why'd you bring her?

That girl is certifiable.

You know, you should show that e-mail
to your lawyer.

LOGAN: Yeah, it's a good thing you said that.
I had it earmarked for the scrapbook.

Thank you, Veronica.

Nine years of radio silence and yet I still
kind of knew, deep down, I could count on you.

About those nine years...

Ah, bygones.

I didn't get a chance to say before.

I'm really sorry about Carrie.

It's funny, you know?

We had a good first year.

You know, a year of being in love.

Then her shitty friends,
her self-loathing kind of destroyed that.

You think I have demons?

She was...

Last year was bad.

And I wasn't a boyfriend.

Not really.

You know, I was something closer
to a sponsor.

[LOGAN CHUCKLES]

That's a funny thought, isn't it?
Me as a stabilizing influence.

- You're gonna get through this.
- Am I?

[LOGAN SIGHS]

Oh, I guess it has been a charmed life.

Take care of yourself, Veronica.

You too.

LEVIN [ON TV]: As far as I can see
it's no big deal. Am I missing something?

LATIBEAUDIERE [ON TV]:
You really want to ask that question?

We're gonna move on.
We have a Bonnie DeVille update.

The star's family is pissed off
because Logan Echolls...

...is still walking around a free man.

Well, the fact is, I mean, Conrad Murray
walked the streets for months.

LATIBEAUDIERE: So you're saying
you think Logan Echolls did it.

I'm saying that I wouldn't want to be
in Logan Echolls' shoes.

Can you name a single person
who thinks that kid is innocent?

VERONICA:
I can name one.

So, what are you gonna do about it,
Veronica?

Ready to head down to the Batcave?

"Accessories"?

Was I trying to keep Dad
from looking inside?

Would labeling it "Pandora"
have seemed a little, what, I don't know...

...operatic?

Haven't you spent nine years
figuring out exactly who you are?

Hasn't your life been better
since giving this up?

Getting out of Neptune?

It was an iniquitous hellhole when you left.

And from the look of things,
it's only gotten more corrupt.

Everything you worked for
is right in front of you.

Solid relationship...

...quality job prospects...

...a low-profile existence.

Or does all that just bore
the shit out of you, Veronica?

VERONICA:
It's just a couple more days.

He needs my help.

You said you were gonna be swamped
with work anyway.

MAN [ON TV]: The trade deadline approaching,
this affects the league in...

Sticking around for a while?

You know,
the magnetic pull of Neptune High...

I'm heading out.

Yep.

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON TV]

VERONICA:
You know what? It's a one-time deal.

A farewell tour, if you will.

Then again, you ever hear the one...

...about the junkie who was satisfied
with just one more taste of the good stuff?

You should only wear this.

VERONICA:
Neither have I.

That one.

LOGAN:
Really? Not what I was expecting.

Not the big house.

It's Unit B according to county tax records.

My guess is,
it's the garage apartment out back.

I wanna get inside.

Specifically, I wanna get on her computer.

See if, A, she's the one
who sent you that e-mail...

...and, B, if she had anything to do
with those videos from inside Carrie's house.

I think we would have noticed her filming us.

You found her hiding in Carrie's closet?

She could have hidden a camera anywhere.

A stuffed animal nanny cam,
flowers always work.

My dad has a trucker hat
that's rigged with a camera.

Flowers.

That's how she got in.

We were having a party.
She came over delivering flowers.

We lost track of her in the chaos.

You think there might have been a key lying
around when you found Ruby in the closet?

She used it to break in
and electrocute Carrie?

No, it's a walled and gated subdivision
on the marina.

Lots of celebrity homeowners.
Former Mossad agents patrolling the grounds.

Why did you go over there that night?

The tabloids say you broke up with her...

...when you found out she was hooking up
with that bozo, Sean.

Dick saw a tweet that night saying
Carrie was showing up at the 09er.

She'd been 10 weeks sober, so I texted her
saying, "You sure that's a good idea?"

She calls me back, starts railing on me.

Later, she texts saying she's having
a moment of weakness and needed my help.

So like any good sponsor, you go?

Am I doing this now?

Fine.

LOGAN:
I checked in at the gate.

I'd been there enough they knew me.
They just let me in.

I'd been to Carrie's house a hundred times.

[ALARM WAILING]

I knew her alarm code.

Everyone knew her code,
but this time it didn't work.

Carrie?

Now, the alarm goes off.

Then the phone starts ringing.

[PHONE RINGING]

I knew it was the guard gate...

Carrie!

...but I didn't know the code word.

She's not in her bedroom.

Then I see her bathroom door's open.

I walk in and there she is in the tub.

I reach for her.

Next thing I know I'm being read my rights.

- You didn't see the extension cord?
- No.

VERONICA:
All right. We should get moving.

Your car doesn't exactly blend.

[SINGING]
Holding my breath

VERONICA: What are the odds?
Bonnie's first chart-topping hit...

...seems to be all about drowning...

...and she's found dead in her bathtub.

I can taste all my secrets

What's the largest capacity
memory stick we own?

Aw. You wrote that on my first
Father's Day card.

I've got a 256 gig.

Can I borrow it?

Thing holds, like, 75,000 snapshots.

You must really be reconnecting
with old friends.

I shoot RAW, man.
It's a real memory hog.

Do you know
what you're doing here, honey?

The evidence paints a clear picture.

I know Logan has his qualities,
but there's a darkness to that kid.

I know what I'm doing.

Hi there.

- Are you Mrs. Barnes?
- I am.

My name is Pam Martin.

I am a location scout for a movie...

...and the script calls for
a garage apartment.

I was hoping you might let me take a look
at yours and shoot some pictures.

What's the movie?

It's called The Silver Fox.

It's Clint Eastwood, starring and directing.

You know, my son-in-law
does Mr. Eastwood's taxes.

What a wonderful coincidence.

VERONICA: It's hardly surprising
there's no record of a Ruby Jetson...

...prior to her first Neptune utility bill.

The name sounds made-up.

A way to feel one degree closer
to her idol.

Did she arrive in Neptune
hoping to pal around with Bonnie?

Become Bonnie?

Become famous by killing Bonnie?

Yahtzee.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Production.

MAN [OVER PHONE]: Uh, yeah.
I just got a call from my mother-in-law...

...and she says Clint Eastwood
wants to shoot a movie in her backyard.

Well, is your mother-in-law in Neptune?

Because our location scouts
are in Neptune today.

I know for a fact Clint Eastwood
isn't shooting a movie in Neptune.

Look, I don't know
what's going on here, but...

VERONICA:
Buried treasure.

The good old Neptune High yearbook.

I suppose this would be a collector's item
for Bonnie's biggest fan.

"D. Pugh. Don't let the bastards
get you down. Shine your light. Carrie."

The future Bonnie DeVille herself.

So who is this "D. Pugh"?

No way.

Ruby Jetson.

Ha, ha. Like that's a valid excuse.

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

Man. Excuse me one sec.
Give me a minute.

- Don't you know I'm at work?
- Hey, buddy. I need a favor.

Can you get me
a student's permanent file?

You do realize that I'm a teacher now,
Veronica.

An educator.

This is a position of responsibility.

So you're saying it's gonna be super-easy.
Good. I did not want to put you out.

- Veronica.
- Ugh.

It's not even a current student.

That does not make it okay.

[CAR DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

Name's Della Pugh.
She was a junior when we were seniors.

- You're the best.
- Veronica...

Shit.

[BEEPS]

Balboa County Sheriff's Department.
I.D. please, ma'am.

Perfect timing.

Can I get you to step by this window
real quick?

Can you just look out?
Gorgeous profile.

- Put your hands behind your back.
- We need to see some I.D.

Okay, but pensive, like you got
a big decision weighing on your mind.

Yes. Perfect.

SACKS:
Veronica Mars?

Deputy Sacks.

Kudos for rocking the 'stache
till it came back in style.

You made bail, Veronica.

Veronica, my, how you've grown.

Seems like only yesterday
you could have been tried as a minor.

Clifford.

Seeing as you spent all that time in law school,
you know breaking and entering is a felony.

Come on.
I learned that way before law school.

I knew the felonies
before I knew the state capitals.

You probably also know, then,
that convicted felons don't take the bar exam.

Sorry if I don't think
you blowing up your life is a joke.

LAMB:
Keith Mars!

Bailing his daughter out of jail.
This I had to see.

Sacks, get out your phone.

I think we just got
our Sheriff TwitPic of the Day.

Seriously?

- We're just leaving, sheriff.
- So, uh, what is it?

You look fit.
Not your typical junkie B&E.

- Veronica is friends with the Echolls kid.
LAMB: Of course she is.

- You must be very proud.
- You don't want to go down that path.

And what path is that?

The path where you say things
regarding my daughter that I don't like.

The thing is Veronica's actually
a really resourceful girl.

- Woman.
LAMB: How resourceful can she be, Sacks?

- You busted her.
- Veronica?

[CHUCKLES]

This is who you picked up?

Oh, my God. Hilarious, girlfriend.

I know, girlfriend. Isn't it?

This one is always playing pranks on me.

She's good.
It's like George Clooney and his friends.

Have you heard the one about him
crapping in his buddy's cat box?

- I love it.
- Right?

- So, what was it gonna be this time?
- I was gonna go with...

...the old aluminum vibrator
in your carry-on.

Ugh. Bitch.

You two are friends?

Fast friends. BFFs.

If both Miss Jetson and the court agree
not to press charges, Veronica's free to go.

The court is only involved if there's an intent
to commit a crime. There wasn't.

So the B&E is considered
an illegal trespass, a misdemeanor...

...leaving the charges entirely in the hands
of the victim, i.e., Ruby, i.e., my BFF.

[RUBY CLICKS TONGUE]

What she said.

So, girlfriend, what are you up to?

Where I come from, they just say
"thank you."

No, they don't.
You went to Neptune High, Della Pugh.

I found you in the yearbook.

You know, at the end of my freshman year,
I tried out for the dance team.

I got cut.
And you were supposed to be the nice one.

So I came to you and said,
"What do I need to do to make the squad?"

And you know what you said to me?

"Dance better."

So why did you bail me out of this jam?

Because you have something that I want.

[LOUD DANCE MUSIC PLAYING NEARBY]

Everything in my life
has led to this moment.

Did she need to be here?

I'm the designated driver.
That's the deal.

- Evening, miss.
- Just give me a sec to adjust.

I forgot my panties.

So this is happening.

You understand how much trouble
I'd be in if she chooses to press charges.

I've let her draw hearts on my upper thigh
for the last 10 minutes.

So, yeah, I get the stakes.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

MAN 1:
Hey, Logan, is that your new girlfriend?

- Whoa.
- Hey.

MAN 2:
You gonna kill this one too, lieutenant?

- Right this way, Mr. Echolls.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

I was with them, so...

VERONICA: Of course Ruby chose
the 09er for her date.

When you're too old to exclude
the undesirables from your lunch table...

...open a club, charge $22 for a vodka tonic
and put up a velvet rope.

Make them think this must be heaven.

Yo, what's up? All alone!

You drinking? You want a drink?

I'm just kidding. Heh.

Yo, see that guy over there?

That's my boy, Broyden.

And he was looking at you...

...and you made him premature
in his pants.

Also, because he thinks
you're really cool.

- He's a good guy, honestly.
- Fuck off.

MAN: If you've never been heli-skiing,
you never really skied.

I've got a place up in Whistler.

I'll take you up there with me.
Fly you up.

There we go. Come on, smile.

Just one little smile. Not gonna smile?
You have a boyfriend?

Is he here? What's he do?
I'm in hedge funds. What's this guy do?

He's a hit man.
He kills people for money.

Can I get a Diet Pepsi?

He's actually looking to invest.
Do you have a card?

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

[GAGS]

I just need a break.

Apparently, uh, coming to a club alone
is just asking for it.

Oh, God, are too many boys hitting on you?
Poor thing.

Do you wanna tell me
why you broke into my place, huh?

Well, Bonniefan23, you sent an e-mail...

...implying that Bonnie's death had the upside
of making Mr. Echolls here available to you.

Don't try and deny it. I know it's true.

You were caught hiding
in Bonnie's closet.

And you have, what we in the trade call,
a "crazy-ass murderer wall."

It's a technical term.

Most people think I'm the one
sitting at a table with a murderer.

No offense, I know you loved her,
and you took such good care of her.

I'm just saying,
one of us has an airtight alibi...

...and the other was found passed out
next to Bonnie's body, so...

What's your airtight alibi?

Well, I was outside of this very club
with, like, 30 other velvet-rope rejects.

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

I need to take this.

I really don't think that you should trust her.
She seems kind of skeezy.

[CHUCKLES]

- This is Veronica.
GAYLE [OVER PHONE]: Veronica.

Hi, it's Gayle Buckley.

I'm so sorry to call so late.

How would you feel about coming to work
for us here at Truman-Mann?

I would feel pretty great about that actually.
Thank you.

We need you to start Monday.
Is that a problem?

Where's your date?

She got them to play a Bonnie single.

[LIP-SYNCHING]
Awake and away we go

To find it again

Well, on the bright side...

...you are not on a date with a murderer.

I do take some comfort in that.
How do you know?

Bouncer confirmed it.

Apparently she was outside the club,
and performed Medea when the news broke.

So where do we go from here?

Back to New York, I'm afraid.

I, um... I just accepted my very first
big, grown-up lawyering job.

Good for you, Veronica.

I don't envy opposing counsel.

I really wanted to see this through with you.
To find Carrie's killer.

I can ease your mind there.

- Her dad did it.
- I'm listening.

You know that new tattoo she got?
The Japanese symbol for serendipity?

That's the name of her dad's firm.
The dad she fired as her manager.

She knew he was gonna try to kill her,
she implicated him before the fact.

Her dad was in London.

I checked.

Last theory:

Something awful from Bonnie's past
has come back to haunt her.

Have you guys even listened
to her new album?

Confessional?

The whole thing is about coming clean.
She's racked with guilt.

She went to Catholic school
until the tenth grade.

And she changed her name from Bishop.

You get what I'm saying.

Not a clue.

She boned a priest.

She was on the verge of telling the world,
the Catholic church silenced her.

What?

Sweet dreams.

I am so sorry.

And so grateful. Heh.

Don't be.

I was into it.

We're going skating next week.

Veronica, you flew across the country
to help me.

This was easy.

Um, we're going out
to dinner tomorrow night.

You should come. Me, Mac, Wallace.

My whole fan club?

No, I don't think so.

So you're not going
to the reunion either, then?

I circled that date in my calendar
10 years ago and vowed to skip it.

You need a ride to the airport?

Promised that to my dad.

I guess this is it.

We should take the long way home.

VERONICA:
Do I get a chip for this?

Pouring the drink.

Swishing it.

Smelling it.

Leaving the bar without taking a sip?

Is this what getting clean feels like?

[SIGHS]

My daughter,
the big-shot New York lawyer.

You're gonna have your own office.

You have your own office.

You'll be respected.

You're respected.

- You're the George Bailey of Neptune.
- Ha.

You know the difference
between a lawyer and a prostitute?

A prostitute stops screwing you
when you're dead.

I got a million of them.

Tell me one private detective joke.

Uh...

- I thought so.
- No. Okay, smart guy.

Which one of these goes over better?

"Dad, I'm marrying a lawyer"...

...or "Dad, I'm marrying a private dick"?

Okay, no one says "dick" anymore.

But what's the difference between
a porcupine and lawyers in a Porsche?

On a porcupine...

...the pricks are on the outside.

And a howdy-do to you.

- What's up, V?
VERONICA: Wow, you guys look good.

You've been to Mama Leone's before,
right?

It's laminated menus
and "I Heart Lobster" bibs.

Hey, I've got something to show you.

Look, this is from the talent show
our senior year.

The video yearbook advisor let me see it.

That one is Carrie Bishop.
I don't know who this other girl is.

[BOTH SINGING]

It's Susan Knight. Carrie's best friend.

Also dead, strangely enough.
Boating accident...

...the year I left for Stanford.
Why are you showing me this?

You'll see.

Della Pugh, the girl whose file
you asked me to dig up...

Come again?

Ignore the dick.

WALLACE:
Check this out.

Talent show the year after we graduated.

She does the same duet, solo.

Then when people boo...

I'm gonna burn this place down!

They didn't let her come back to school.

She had to take all her finals
as take-home tests.

But her alibi is solid.

I don't know, let's mull this over
while we're wearing lobster bibs.

Um, actually...

KEITH:
When Number One Daughter was young...

...her skills were sharp like blade of sword.

Now, brain dull, like blade of plow.

- Heh.
- What the f...?

No.

Yes, ma'am.
We are going to the reunion.

No, I'm not going.
And you can't make me.

WALLACE:
You have to go.

We've arranged for Piz to fly in.

It's our gift to you.

Surprise.

[CHATTERING]
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

WOMAN:
Pirates!

ALL:
Ahoy!

We're here because...

Because you're a high-powered
New York City lawyer now.

You should rub that
in these people's faces.

And because Alexis Link said that, uh...

...if we were still single in 10 years
we'd get creative.

And there she is now.

Hey. As a high school nerd success story...

...it is a moral imperative
that I take my own victory lap.

Ahoy.

VERONICA: In a lesser known epic poem,
Dante's Inferno 2: Hell Freezes Over...

...10 years after escaping the nine circles,
Dante returns.

You know, for old times' sake.

Have a couple shots,
catch up with the gang...

Name?

VERONICA:
...see if Lucifer's still a bitch.

- Veronica Mars.
MADISON: No way.

You look so different.
I barely recognize you.

Really? This look of disdain
isn't ringing any bells?

Let me try looking like
I think you're an asshole.

Wow.

You are still a total loser with no class.

How not shocking.

Class is still clearly a guiding force
in your life.

- I'm shocked you even came to this.
VERONICA: Is that so?

I knew you'd be here.

Tell the truth, you've been sitting there
since graduation, haven't you?

[CHUCKLES SARCASTICALLY]

Don't worry about her.

[CHATTERING]

They really should have a bar
right by the entrance.

You can do this, champ.

Oh, look who it is!

Most Likely to Blog and Class Buzzkill.

Or was it Cutest Smile?

Best Personality.
You are just who I was looking for...

...Most-Likely-to-Know-Where-
I-Can-Find-the-Bar.

Well, look no further, pilgrim.

[DICK MIMICS EXPLOSION]

- Gross.
- No.

- What?
- No, no, no, I just feel bad for her.

- You know what I mean?
- Oh, my God, Veronica Mars.

- Hi, Gia.
- So many mixed emotions right now.

I kind of hated you,
like, a lot, but I don't anymore.

I'm trying to remember my progress.
Blaming you for telling the world...

...that my dad was a pedophile is what my
therapist calls "misplaced aggression," so...

Basically, we're totally cool.
Just so you know. Hi, by the way.

- You look great.
- Thank you.

Drop by my place while you're in town.
We have to hang.

Wait. Come to my after-party.
You have to, I mean it. And you...

Um...

You should come too, friend.

- Wow. That hair.
- Ha, ha. Gia, Gia. Stu's gonna get a plane.

Okay, I'm not screwing around.
Where's the bar in this joint?

I'll find us a table.

BARTENDER: Here you go.
VERONICA: Thanks.

Oh-ho! No way. How random is this?

- Corny!
- Dude!

- How's it hanging, brah?
- Aw.

You know, I'm doing my deal,
taking time for what's mine.

I've been making these duct tape wallets.

- Pulling in kasheesh selling them on Etsy.
- Wow.

CORNY: Yeah. Um, I make some out of maps,
if you're interested.

Um... Totally. Uh...

- You know what, I need to say hi to...
CORNY: Oh, go, go. Peace.

VERONICA: Is that Weevil Navarro in slacks?
- Hey.

You're hugging me.

Please don't make me look bad
in front of my wife.

- Your what?
- Yeah.

This is my wife, Jade. Heh.

- Hi, I'm Veronica.
- Oh.

- Hi. It's so nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you too.

- And, uh, this, this is, uh...
- Sorry.

This is Valentina.

- Shut up.
- She's 3.

I'm attending tea parties at doll stores.
This kid rules me.

MADISON:
Any Pirates in the house?

ALL:
Ahoy!

That's what I'm talking about.

I hear she's the pole cardio instructor
to the stars.

So hot wife, cute kid.

This is not the Weevil that I know.

And, uh, I own my own shop now.

And I haven't been on my bike
since Valentina was born.

[MADISON SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

MADISON: To remember those of us
who are no longer around...

WEEVIL:
Well, I'll be damned.

...please turn your attention
to the screen...

...as we say goodbye to old friends.

Shelly.

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING
OVER SPEAKERS]

Felix Toombs.

- Hey, Sean, how you doing, man?
MADISON: Meg Manning.

Some pretty interesting pictures
you got there. You think that's funny?

MADISON:
Rhonda Landers.

What happened to getting creative
with Alexis Link?

Carrie Bishop.

MAN:
Murderer!

[MURMURING]

MADISON:
Susan Knight.

Okay, now I remember Susan Knight.

Oh, my God.

Logan!

"Serendipity," Carrie's new tattoo...

...was the name of the boat they were on
the night Carrie's best friend drowned.

And Carrie's new album, Confessional?

"Try drowning all our memories tonight"?

Something happened on that boat.

- Yeah? You sound like Ruby.
- Carrie couldn't keep the secret anymore.

She was unraveling,
and whoever killed Carrie...

...did it to shut her up.

So who else was on the boat that night?

- There was Carrie, Stu Cobbler, Dick.
- Dick?

Yeah. Dick, Gia Goodman, Luke Haldeman.
That crowd.

You ever talk about
what happened that night with Carrie?

Yeah, once.

She curled up in a fetal position,
didn't speak the rest of the night.

Biggest Success Story goes to...

...Patti Jackson...

...for starting her own line
of natural hair-care products.

Hey! My people.
This must be the good-time table.

- Hey, my brother! What's going on, man?
- What's up, man?

- How are you?
- So 10-year reunion.

I want some Kylie Minogue, some
Pussycat Dolls, maybe some solo Rob Thomas.

I've had a few drinks on the plane.

Shh. Where's Veronica?

The award for Coming the Longest
goes to...

...Veronica Mars.

[SEXY MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
[CROWD GASPING]

Get that off. Get that off now!

- So, what brought you here tonight?
- I was gonna ask you the same.

I was kidnapped. You?

Pictures of Carrie doing lines of coke showed
up on Sean Friedrich's Instagram feed today.

I knew he'd be here tonight.

I explained to him that it would be best for him
if those came down and no more appeared.

Logan, you are suspected of murder.

- You have to be smart.
- Yeah.

Veronica.
You need to get back inside now.

Piz is here,
and he's wondering where you are.

And that is not the worst of it.

Neptune High. What do you think so far?

It actually does sit on a Hellmouth.

[MEN GRUNTING]

- Piznarski, no.
- This is what men do, right?

[MUSIC STOPS]

[GRUNTING]

- What do we do?
- Get to an exit.

Welcome to the V.C., bitch!

[FIRE ALARM RINGING]
[ALL SHRIEKING AND SHOUTING]

MADISON:
Veronica!

You must be so proud.

Just because you were
an unpopular bitch...

...you had to ruin it for everybody else.

- I'd stop there.
- Oh, would you?

What are you gonna do,
use your stun gun on me?

Don't you think that's gotten a bit old?

Original enough for you?

This is absurd. The school district
is on the hook for the deposit.

How did this happen?

Never mind.

Hey, Mr. C. You miss me yet?

It's been 10 years of peace and quiet,
Veronica.

If you like that sort of thing.

Veronica.

It's been...

...boring.

[GROANS]

Yeah, buddy.

[PIZ SIGHS]

Wanna hit an after-party?

Oh, but I'm having so much fun here.

- Yeah, I think I'll skedaddle.
- That's probably wise.

Hey, thanks for jumping in, Piz.

Oh, sure, sure.

Logan gonna be at this after-party?

Nope.

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

'Cause this is a stickup

It's time to give up
I'm takin' over tonight

So put your hands in the air

VERONICA:
Sure, it looks like I'm having fun.

But even my alkie mom knew how to
put on a show to hide her disease.

She could PTA with the best of them,
but her mind was never far...

...from that bit of liquid courage
she kept handy.

I adore these three people,
but there's a case to be solved.

[MUSIC]
So shut up and dance

VERONICA: There are people in this room
with information I want and don't have.

Dick at 2 o'clock.

Gia and Luke at 6.

Cobb by the buffet.

And until I get it...

...they are the proverbial flask
in my purse.

I mean, all the fighting and the dancing.

Living in an old Michael Jackson music video,
it's exhausting.

Somebody needs a tasty beverage.

- Mm-hm.
- They're making drinks with kumquats.

Would you like me
to procure one for you?

You would do that for me?

I live to serve.

Farewell, my concubine.

- And I'll take a Bud. Thanks for asking.
- And an Old Grand-Dad.

The bourbon. Not some old guy.

Words With Friends?

Some people just call it texting.

I wanna ask you about the night
Susan Knight died.

Heh. Of course you do. It's a party.

The memorial video got me thinking.
I've never really heard what happened.

[SIGHS]

I have told this story
about 10 zillion times, but okay.

We were partying on Carrie's dad's boat.

We all got hammered,
because it turns out...

...it's pretty boring partying
on a boat after about 15 minutes.

Woke up the next morning and everyone
is freaking out because they can't find Susan.

Ripped the boat apart looking for her...

...but she was gone-zo.

Last time I saw Susan, she was
blowing chunks over the side of the boat.

She must've slipped and fell off.

I heard later
that she couldn't swim for shit.

What a nightmare.

I can't imagine.

Must have been awful
when you figured out she was missing.

I had to go to therapy
for post-traumatic stress.

I still can't go on a boat.

Or smell schnapps.

It was awful. It was, uh...
We drank a shit-ton of booze...

...and we all woke up, we were really
hungover, panicked out of our minds.

It was a crazy night.

Ooh, what crazy night are we talking about?

Veronica was just asking
about the night that Susan fell overboard.

I hired a mixologist, Veronica.
Now is not the time.

And no mention? I mean...

You guys are getting married?

In three months and two days.
Son of a congressman.

He's his dad's chief of staff now...

...but he's got his eye on the prize.

Sorry to interrupt. Uh...

You're running low on ice.
I'll run over to my place and get some.

Can you bring back wine
and aspirin too, please?

Yeah.

Hey, I'm really sorry about Carrie, Gia.
I know you all were friends.

Not just friends. She was gonna be
one of my bridesmaids.

Yeah, Gia was the last person
to see her other than, uh...

...you know. Ahem.

If she had just been on time for once,
she'd still be alive.

WALLACE: Ha, ha.
- And you thought I wasn't listening.

See?
I told you she didn't join a cult.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

[MEN SHOUTING AND CHEERING]

MAN 1:
Get back in your car.

MAN 2:
You're gonna get hurt, old man.

I'm lost. Don't you get that?

The navigation led me out here.

They're gonna murder me, or worse!

- Hey, do you want some help?
- Aah!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[GRUNTING]

[PHONE RINGS]

- Hello?
MAN [ON RECORDING]: Your cab has arrived.

Your cab has arrived.

- Veronica?
VERONICA: Yeah?

Cab's here.
I thought I was taking you to the airport.

PIZ:
Cab's for me.

Veronica's sticking around town
a little bit longer. Good to see you.

- Stosh?
STOSH: Hey.

I'm onto something, Dad. It's big.

And you were in there?
All night?

Did Veronica not show you our fine selection
of couches? That baby folds out.

The walls here are thin.

But our tantric lovemaking is remarkable
for its stillness and tranquility.

She passed out. Nothing happened.

I'm gonna go get my cab.

The new job just gave me
a couple more days...

...so I will be back by the time
your parents get to the city.

Okay, fair warning...

...I've oversold you.

They don't think I could have landed a creature
such as the one I've described.

Don't they know their son's
a sexual sharknado?

Ha, ha. Uh, hasn't come up yet.
I've been waiting for the perfect moment, so...

- Bye.
- Bye.

[PIZ CLEARS THROAT]

[CAR STARTS]

Cliff just called from the hospital.
Celeste Kane shot Weevil Navarro.

She's claiming self-defense.

- Weevil just regained consciousness.
- I'm coming with you.

Celeste Kane's statement says
her car broke down...

...and she was accosted
by the motorcycle gang.

She claims she was terrified.

Then she says Mr. Navarro
approached her car...

...rapped on the window with a Beretta
and said, "Time to party."

That's when she fired.

Please get this case dismissed...

...before anybody believes the words
"time to party" came out of my mouth.

- Did you have a gun out, Eli?
- I haven't touched a gun in years.

Oh, police gave me this.

It's a gun reported stolen
from a house in Weevil's neighborhood.

That the police clearly confiscated
and planted on him.

Weevil's record
has been spotless for five years.

Meanwhile, this is my 11th client
in the past six months...

...claiming that the sheriff's department
planted contraband on them.

You have a serial number on that gun?

So if we're to believe this police report...

...Weevil left the reunion, dropped off
his foxy wife and his "Most Changed" trophy...

...and, still wearing his dress
shirt and slacks...

...teamed up with the motorcycle gang
he left a decade ago...

...to harass the richest divorcée
in Southern California?

Well, when you say it like that,
I start to see some holes in it.

I'm gonna talk to some of those gang kids.
See if any will come forward.

See if there's a Beretta
registered to Celeste Kane.

Veronica.

I have this. It's my case.

You already have a job. It's in New York.

You did it, kid. You made it out.

Don't let this town take you down
like it does everyone else.

Didn't take you down.

Well, love is blind.

WOMAN [OVER PA]:
Dr. Newton to Physical Therapy.

Dr. Newton to Physical Therapy.

I could still get you the names
of the PCHers.

I have someone
in the sheriff's department...

...who might help me
if he can work up the nerve.

The nerve?
The sheriff's department is a joke.

It's been a giant clown car
since you left office.

They're dangerous, Veronica.

Cops with swimming pools and sports cars?
They've got a good thing going.

- I want you to stay away from them.
- Yeah, okay.

- Just... I need one file from them.
- Veronica.

And don't worry, I won't even go to get it.
I'll have it delivered.

WOMAN [ON PA]:
Dr. Loan, Dr. Harriet Loan.

[LAMB WHISTLING "CAMPTOWN RACES"]

Hey, Sacks, do you think I need to set
a Google alert for "Sheriff Daniel Lamb?"

I'm afraid I might be missing stuff
by just having "Sheriff Dan Lamb."

- Why am I even asking you?
- You have a call on Line 1.

Martina Vasquez?

- Channel 9's Martina Vasquez?
- Yeah. She's got some questions for you.

[CLEARS THROAT]

This is Sheriff Dan Lamb.

VASQUEZ [OVER PHONE]:
Got a minute, sheriff?

LAMB: Ha, ha. Nothing but time for you,
Miss Martina Vasquez.

What can I do for you?

VASQUEZ: You have something
I'm dying to get my hands on, sheriff.

Well, vice versa, Miss Vasquez.

[IN SPANISH ACCENT]
I'm doing a lengthy piece on Bonnie DeVille.

I'd love whatever you have on the night
her best friend drowned.

I understand there was an investigation?

Yeah. We're not really in the habit
of just handing out case files.

I'm not in the habit of dating cops,
but I make exceptions.

Do you ever make exceptions?

I'll have it scanned for you right now.

Would you say I was a good parent?

Great. Do you have a pen?

Uh...

Indeed, I do.

Detective, there is a woman at your desk.

I told her not to wait there,
but she's not taking no for an answer.

Huh.

Excuse me, miss, can I help you?

[IN NORMAL VOICE]
Long time, deputy.

I'm sorry, do we know each other?

Leo, stop.

It's Veronica. We used to make out.

Which was a little sketchy...

...because you worked at the sheriff's
department and I was still in high school.

No, Veronica.

From Neptune.

What can I do for you?

Um...

The Susan Knight drowning
about nine years ago.

I was just hoping to ask you
a few things about it...

...because you questioned Carrie Bishop.
Do you remember?

Heh. I'm really sorry.
How do we know each other again?

- It was...?
- Veronica.

Veronica. I don't mean to be rude...

...but the first time you came around
asking me for favors, you got all dolled up.

And you brought me a pizza.

- You're a prick.
- I'm a prick?

Mm-hm. You're a prick.

I'm a prick, but also I love pizza,
and I thought, "What a gesture."

You had that red number on,
I liked the red number.

It made me think impure thoughts.

And I feel like this
is a step backwards for us.

There it is. By the way...

...I didn't know the FBI
was looking into the DeVille case.

- I'm not with the FBI.
LEO: Are you sure?

I could've sworn that I heard somewhere
that you were with the FBI.

- Another life, maybe.
- All right, let me see it.

Not the pizza.
I'm gonna get into the pizza in a minute.

This is the whole Susan Knight case file.
How'd you get this?

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

LEO: Yeah, when I took Carrie's statement
that night, she was a complete wreck.

She was talking about
how it was their fault.

How they were going to hell, how they were
supposed to take care of each other.

And I tried to get more specifics...

...but Luke Haldeman Senior's
lawyer showed up...

...and demanded that he speak
to all of them in private.

That's when they all, I don't know,
decided to toe the company line.

They were all drinking, they passed out.
They woke up, Susan was gone.

Yeah, no body was ever found.
Never sat right with me.

But we never had any evidence
to the contrary, so...

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Someone on the Serendipity killed Carrie.

- I would bet my life on it.
- Okay.

Gia Goodman.

Luke Haldeman.

Stu Cobbler.

Your longtime companion, Dick.

Hey, Iron Mike.

Have you seen the Instagram feed from the
reunion? Some hilarious shots from the fight.

Check out your boy, Piz.

Kapow!

Ha, ha! There's another one back here too.

Hey, you didn't tell me you and Piz
were a thing.

My love life didn't seem relevant.

Wait, what was that?

Toya LaGrone's hoobity-boobities.

- No, back one.
DICK: Okay.

- What?
DICK: What, did you see a ghost or something?

This is a police photo of the boat...

...the morning after Susan Knight
disappeared off of it.

Notice anything?

- Uh, the police photo is black-and-white.
- The anchor.

[SIGHS]

- Exactly.
DICK: I don't see an anchor.

VERONICA:
Not in this one.

Here is where it normally goes.

Okay, so?

So my first guess is that there is no anchor,
because it was used to make sure...

...that Susan Knight's body sunk
to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean.

[SCOFFS]

California has the death penalty, Dick.

So act like you give a damn about your friend
and tell me what really happened that night.

I already told you, Veronica, okay?

I don't think this has jack to do
with Carrie's murder.

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

I wish Logan could quit you.
I'm your friend. Are you listening to this?

- I need your computer.
- Yeah, well, at least you asked nicely.

SEAN [ON VIDEO]:
Hey, you got any more of those cupcakes?

You're still here?

Why? Is your boyfriend showing up? Heh.

She's sitting at her makeup table.

That angle, that's exactly where
she kept her tablet docked.

So the feed could be coming
from the tablet camera.

People can do that? They can spy on you
from your own tablet?

I don't know,
but I know someone who would.

Nobody could be spying on you from
your normal out-of-the-box tablet computer.

But it is possible.

Someone would have to modify
a wireless model, install additional hardware.

It would be complicated.

There were Galaxy tablets
in the gift bags at the MTV Music Awards.

Carrie was making fun of James Franco
for trying to walk off with six.

Franco. You guys see that Candid Camera
video of him trying on skinny jeans?

Shit is hilarious.

Show me.

Well, I believe I have that bookmarked
right here.

Sayonara, Mac.

Let's get weird!

[GRUNTING]

VERONICA: There may be six degrees between
anyone on the planet and Kevin Bacon...

...but if you're under 30
and living in Southern California...

...you're never more than two degrees
from James Franco.

In this case, Dick to facialist...

...facialist to Franco's assistant.

Then something to get
that assistant's attention.

FRANCO: All right, let me see
if I'm understanding this correctly.

You do not have in your possession
pages from Tolkien's original manuscript...

...for the Quenta Silmarillion
depicting Beren wandering into Doriath...

...and falling in love with Lúthien,
the Elf king's daughter?

- I do not.
- What?

- You didn't check this out, Penny?
- Yes...

You recently attended
the MTV Movie Awards...

...and I'm fairly certain that whoever
gave out the gift bags at the awards...

...gave tablets that were preloaded
with spy software.

- Really?
- You might have noticed some strange videos...

...of you circulating the Internet.

- How strange? Like, naked strange?
PENNY: No.

One of you trying on skinny jeans...

...and one of you in your underwear
trying to list words...

...that rhyme with orange.
FRANCO: Yeah. It's so hard.

Borange. Corange. Dorange.

Well, that's not that bad.

Penny floats in and out of frame
in a few of the videos...

...so I was hoping we could use her
to smoke out who's ever doing this.

Or I could just play her in drag.
Hey, Penny, give me your glasses.

Hey. So you're interested
in hidden-camera celebrity footage.

If you've got the cash, I've got some
hidden video I know you'll want to see.

Meet me at the Santa Monica Pier
in one hour by the dancing gorilla.

Good job, Pen.

[LAUGHING]

Monkey's following you. Ha, ha!

Of course.

Do you work for tips?

Here's a tip. Change professions.

VERONICA: Vincent Van Lowe.
Neptune's second-best PI but foremost ass-hat.

- Monkeys.
- Psst.

Anyone looking for some quality
celebrity video?

Yeah, but it better be weird.

I don't want any more night vision footage
of James Franco adjusting his nuts.

We'll go back to my van.
Show me what you got.

Let's Go Back to My Van:
The Vinnie Van Lowe Story.

VERONICA: Think, Vinnie,
10,000 tequila sunrises ago.

Oh.

Well, if it isn't Neptune's
very own Angela Lansbury.

You've aged well.

I hear you went legit.

As it turns out, I am too legit to quit.

I need everything
you got off Bonnie DeVille's tablet.

Oh. I know not of what you speak.

I am just a respectable businessman
trying to earn an honest dollar.

Give it to me, Vinnie.

Or I'll tell 50 Cent's security team
where they can find the guy...

...who posted video of Fiddy
baking lemon cake...

...while singing "Afternoon Delight."

I can feel you acting
like you're not impressed.

You should be happy for me, V-Mars.
I found my calling.

Oh, yeah. Nip slips. Boozy bar exits.
Bad beach bodies.

Do you have any idea
what People will pay...

...for a shot of a celebrity looking stupid
while eating? A lot.

I do the circuit.

I do the chi-chi stores
and I do the French preschools.

If you have more than five IMDb credits...

...you can't pick a wedgie in your backyard
without me finding out a way to get paid.

Ha, ha. I'm the reason people know
Anne Hathaway has a vagina.

Before that, they thought, yeah, maybe,
but they didn't know.

[WHISTLES]

Two hundred and fifty-six gigs. Nice.

Anyway, you'll like this.
I stuffed 30 tablets into those MTV gift bags.

- You wanna know my return on investment?
- Nope. No, I don't.

You're legal now, right?

We should go out sometime.

- Yuck.
- All right.

Your loss. Hey, FYI...

...uh, Bonnie DeVille?
Her video feed ends the night she dies.

It's motion-detected...

...so, you know, there's not a lot
of motion postmortem.

Good seeing you, Veronica.

This isn't gonna be easy to watch.

It's all the video Vinnie captured
off the tablet camera.

- Hey.
- You're such a punk-ass bitch.

You want this...

...in your face?

- No, I really don't.
- Eat up.

Speak, girl. Speak. You can do it. Speak.

[DOG BARKS]

And this is the day she died.

Hey, it's Carrie. We're going out tonight.

VERONICA:
Gia said she was at Carrie's house that day.

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

What is that?

Where are we now?

Recognize this?

She's at the 09er.

And check out the timestamp.

12:32.

That's when I got the text from Carrie
saying she needed my help.

Carrie didn't send you that text. Gia did.

Right here. From Carrie's tablet.

It was Gia trying to get you to show up
at Carrie's house.

I know what happened.

LAMB:
Nice hat. Irony.

- How's that working out for you?
- No irony here.

Free hug. Anytime, anywhere.

Pass. Sacks said you had something
I'd be interested in.

I'm assuming it's a signed confession.

How was Carrie's time of death
determined?

Quickly. Guards at the security gate
checked Logan in at 1:15 a.m.

Carrie's alarm went off at 1:21.

They showed up. Found her dead at 1:31.

Time of death
sometime between 1:21 and 1:31.

Carrie was dead long before that.

- Gia Goodman was over there earlier.
- Guards checked her out at 3 p.m.

Many people, including Free Hugs
over here, spoke to Carrie after that.

We have phone records.

Carrie was alive when Gia left,
but Gia didn't go alone.

Her son-of-a-congressman fiancé
went with her.

Probably in the trunk.

When Gia left, she simply left a door
or a window open for Luke.

He waited for his opportunity.

After he did the deed,
he grabbed Carrie's tablet...

...and he changed the alarm code
all Carrie's friends knew.

He shows up at the 09er,
establishing a very public alibi.

Carrie's friends knew Logan and Carrie
were always fighting about her partying.

Gia sent a text she knew
would get Logan to show up.

I suppose they murdered her for kicks.

I know how painfully boring
these rich kids' lives are.

They murdered Carrie because
they were convinced she was cracking.

Something terrible happened
on Carrie's dad's boat nine years ago.

Something worth killing Carrie
to keep secret.

Look at these photos.

This one was taken the morning
after Susan Knight disappeared.

No anchor.
They used it to weigh the body down.

Where'd you get
these official police photos?

Maybe she's friends
with Martina Vasquez?

I'm gonna enjoy seeing that smirk disappear
when that foreman hands down a life sentence.

Hey.

You wanna know a secret?

I don't give a shit.

I don't care if Logan ain't the guy.

America thinks he's guilty,
and that's good enough for me.

Now get the hell out of my office.

PIZ:
Hey.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

I, uh... I believe the captain told you
that the use of cell phones was prohibited.

Heh. I'm not on the plane.

- Yeah, I gathered.
- I really wanna be there with you.

There's just so much
going on here right now.

I just... I couldn't leave.

Sure you could.

Okay.

Could you maybe try and understand
why I chose not to?

I completely understand.

That's why I think it's time for us to just...

Just walk away.

Wait, no, that's not what this is.

I mean, that's not what I want.

Veronica, I'm standing outside of a hotel
with my parents...

...who flew to New York mostly to meet you.

So that loyalty, or friendship...

...or whatever it is that made you
have to stay in Neptune...

...I wish that same feeling
made you get on the plane today.

I gotta go let my mom off the hook, okay?

She's concerned that her blowout's
gonna flatten before you get here.

Piz, I'm...

- I'm really sor...
- Yeah. Okay.

Okay. Goodbye, Veronica.

[SIGHS]

Logan's coming over
to talk about the case.

Please be nice.

What? I'm over 21.

Truman-Mann left a message.

Apparently, they left several on your cell
but never heard back.

Okay. I'll give them a call. Thanks.

No need.
They said they're moving on without you.

They needed someone a little more
"motivated, " I think it was. Or "dedicated."

I saved the message.

The gist was they wanted someone
who cared enough to return a call.

You worked so hard for so long...

...and just like that...

...you're throwing it away?

For what?

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

This is Keith.

Just give me two minutes. Okay?

All right. Bye.

[SIGHS]

I'm gonna... I'll be right back.

[SIGHS]

Deputy.

I guess I picked the wrong week
to quit smoking.

You know, I saw this thing on, uh, YouTube
a few weeks ago, Keith. It's a funny video.

Two Nazi officers, they're looking
at the skulls on their insignias.

The piles of dead bodies.

And they have this moment of clarity.

"Wait a minute.

We're the bad guys."

If you were a bad guy, Jerry,
you wouldn't be here now.

Lamb, he's just a puppet.

Everyone is on the take.

That gun they planted on the Navarro kid...

...I checked that into evidence myself.

And that's just the tip of iceberg.

And you'll testify to that fact?

[DOOR OPENS NEARBY]

We gotta move.

LOGAN:
Mr. Mars.

Yeah, I need an ambulance.

Oh, my God.

No.

Mr. Mars, come on.

Come on, come on.

[SHRIEKS]

Dad! Dad!

- What happened?
- Is he hurt?

VERONICA:
No. Open your eyes!

Open your eyes, Dad. Wake up.
It's Veronica.

Call for an ambulance, now!

Miss Mars.

[DOCTOR SIGHS]

Your father has some pretty serious injuries.

He has fractures of the ribs,
skull and pelvis.

We're gonna have to keep him in the ICU.

- When can I see him?
- It'll probably be a couple of days.

And Sacks?

The other man in the car?

I'm afraid he was DOA.

Was he a friend of yours?

Wait.

Don't go.

Okay.

The only way I'm not gonna spend the day
obsessing about my dad...

...is by nailing Gia and Luke to the wall.

Let's go make them sweat.

DELIVERYMAN: Gia Goodman?
- Oh.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

MAN [OVER RADIO]: ... the 21st...
WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: ... back tonight...

GIA [OVER RADIO]:
Thanks, Grandma.

[PHONE DIALING]

[CELL PHONE RINGING OVER RADIO]

Hi, this is Gia.

CARRIE [ON RECORDING]:
Hey, it's Carrie.

You're such a punk-ass bitch.

Speak, girl. Speak.

[BREATHING RAPIDLY]

GIA: Hey. Something's happening.
You need to get over here right away.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

- Hey.
VERONICA: I've made the call to Gia.

She immediately freaked out
and called her partner in crime.

- Have you seen Luke pick up?
- I can't actually see Luke right now.

Apparently, he had to make a pit stop
for some hot man-on-man action.

What are you talking about?

Luke is inside
a West Hollywood bathhouse.

What's he doing at...? Oh.

[KNOCK ON DOOR THEN
DOORBELL RINGS OVER PHONE]

Hold on. Someone's at her door.

So I just got this call
from this random number and...

It's Cobb.

GIA: It was Carrie's voice and she seemed...
- She called Cobb for help.

Why? Does she need someone
to empty her cat box?

- Shh, shh.
COBB: Someone is just messing with you.

I mean, it's probably that nosy bitch,
Veronica Mars.

Tsk. It's called "curiosity."

[GIA SIGHS]

COBB:
You need to relax, Gia. Just relax.

No freaking way.

Update, please.

Yeah, Gia and Cobb
are totally about to do it.

Are you serious?

Gia seduced her lapdog into killing Carrie.

- Can you see them?
- No, thank God.

[GIA & COBB MOANING OVER RADIO]

Ugh.

[STATIC CRACKLING ON RADIO]

- Shit.
- What's going on?

VERONICA: Dad had all the good
listening devices locked up.

I had to use one of the old bugs
that uses FM signals.

Bandwidth at the end of the dial
no one uses, 88.6.

As in "88.6 Rock Hard Rock?"

Tell me you're joking.

- Neptune's new classic rock station.
- All right. Probably okay.

The bug only transmits a hundred yards or so.
I should be able to get away with it.

Was Carrie's tablet one of the big ones
or the little ones?

No, it was a little white one.

There is one matching that description
on Gia's table.

- She'd have to be stupid to keep it there.
- I sat behind her in Algebra.

Nothing would shock me.

Well, Carrie's was inscribed. It was like:

"Rock you very much from
the MTV Music Awards," something like that.

- Tsk. I need to get a closer look.
- Veronica.

I'm not gonna break in.
I'm just gonna drop by for a hang.

She could be a murderer.

Child, please. It's Gia Goodman.

The day I can't handle Gia Goodman...

VERONICA:
The four minutes of sex I could hear just fine.

The mike couldn't pick up
the last 20 minutes of pillow talk...

...or whatever has gone on
in that bedroom.

[AMBIENT-DUB MUSIC PLAYING
OVER SPEAKERS NEARBY]

[CAT MEOWS]

VERONICA:
Hi, kitty.

Veronica. Hi.

That look is making me think you didn't mean it
when you said "come by and hang." Heh.

No, I meant it. Come on in. Come in.

VERONICA:
Oh, wow.

Do you like your little tablet?

I mean, I have the big one.

But this is so cute, isn't it?

Well, cute only gets you so far in life.

Am I right?

All right!

I'm sorry. What?

My regularly scheduled programming
was preempted...

...by the sound of you
getting your rocks off, hoss.

You really wanted that poor girl
to say your name.

What are you talking about?

MAN [OVER RADIO]: ... shot clock...
WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: ... manager's a crazy...

VERONICA [OVER RADIO]:
"Rock you very much." Where'd you get this?

GIA [OVER RADIO]:
Carrie was always giving away her swag.

- So, what are you really doing here?
VERONICA: What do you mean?

GIA: Well, I'm not stupid. I know you didn't
come by to hang out. So come on.

What's eating Veronica Mars?

Oh, yeah.

That.

[SIGHS]

I'm pretty sure you murdered Carrie Bishop...

...because she was on the verge
of telling the truth about what happened...

...with Susan Knight nine years ago.

[LAUGHS]

You are an insane person.

I was in the 09er.

Everyone saw me.

You're right. I misspoke.

You didn't kill her.

You used your lady parts
to get Stu Cobbler to do it for you.

Heh. Don't be gross.

I just watched you
from across the street, Gia.

I have pictures.

If I had any Facebook friends,
they'd be enjoying them already.

I'd say wait till your fiancé finds out...

...but I'm gonna go ahead and guess
he's okay with it.

You are protecting his bright future, right?

I mean, there are beards and then
there are beards that go the extra mile.

I was at the 09er.
There are witnesses. Everybody saw me.

Gia, keep up.

We're past that now.

I believe you.

I even have proof you were there.

Timestamped video.

And right about now...

...it's dawning on you
where this video came from.

The camera on Carrie's tablet.

Cobb took the tablet from Carrie's house
after he killed her.

Here you are typing out the text
that'll get Logan over to Carrie's.

I think the sheriff is gonna be
very interested in this video.

Do you even remember Cobb
from high school?

Just this total trailer-park weirdo.

Creepy guy who sat behind me in Civics
reading Guns & Camouflage or whatever...

...eye-screwing me
and smelling like old sponge.

He had the good drugs, though.

That night that we went out
on Carrie's boat...

...we tried to hit him up for product...

...but he insisted on us taking him with.

We got so shit-faced
it didn't really matter.

But then Susan, as usual...

...bottoms out.

She starts bawling about...

...the baby that she gave up for adoption.

She disappears below deck.

Carrie found her later
and she was barely breathing.

But Cobb says that she'd sleep it off.

Because he'd seen it
a hundred times before.

- And you believed him.
- We were out of our skulls.

We were picturing jail time.

Lost futures. Lost fortunes.

And then Carrie went down
to check on Susan later.

She was dead.

Just full-on dead.

[SIGHS]

It was Cobb's idea...

...to weigh her down with an anchor.

Then we're all sobbing and we're trying
to lift her body over the side.

Dick was sobbing.

Dick passed out before
any of this even happened.

He never knew the truth.
He sells the lie better than any of us.

But none of us even noticed...

...that Cobb wasn't helping us
push Susan's body overboard.

Later, after all the police-grilling
and media stuff...

...Carrie, Luke and I get e-mailed...

...a camera-phone photo...

...of us dumping Susan's body.

And he's owned us ever since.

We bankroll him.

We pal around with him.

You sleep with him.

Yeah, lucky me. I'm the one he loves.

He flashes the photo any time he thinks
one of us needs a reminder.

Carrie needed a lot of reminders.

He rented the apartment
across the street...

...so that he can see me
whenever he wants to.

I'm not even allowed to have curtains.

He's probably watching us right now.

Try to act ca...

[GUNSHOT]
[GIA & VERONICA GASP]

[GUNSHOT]

[GIA GROANING]

Hang in there, Gia.

Hi. A cop has been shot.

The 400 block of Exposition Boulevard.

Help is coming, Gia.

It's okay. Help is coming.

Help.

[DOOR OPENS DOWNSTAIRS]

Gia could've really used
some curtains in here.

[LOU RAWLS' "YOU'LL NEVER FIND ANOTHER
LOVE LIKE MINE" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

I hope you don't mind a little mood music.

You'll never find

As long as you live

Someone who loves you

Tender like I do

You'll never find

No matter where you search

Someone who cares about you

The way I do

Whoa, I'm not bragging on myself, baby

But I'm the one who loves you

And there's no one else

No one else

You'll never find

It'll take the end of all time

[CABINET DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

Someone to understand you

Like I do

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

[YELLS]

[PEPPER SPRAY HISSING]

But I know somehow, someday, some way

You are

- Baby
- You're gonna miss my lovin'

When it's cold outside

[GRUMBLES]

[CAT MEOWS]

You're gonna miss my lovin'

Wait for me, Veronica!

Yes, you will, baby

[GLASS SHATTERS]

It's not a race.

We all know how this ends.

Ah.

Ooh, you killed the lights.

How wildly impressive.

[RUSTLING NEARBY]

Eenie...

...meenie...

...miney...

...eat me.

[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]

[RUSTLING]

Oh.

[GRUNTS]

MAN 1 [ON TV]: Shocking photo surfaces
in the Bonnie DeVille murder case.

Logan Echolls is a free man.
He's exonerated.

And instead the local sheriff has arrested
Stu Cobbler and charged him with two murders:

Bonnie DeVille and socialite Gia Goodman.

[REPORTERS CHATTERING ON TV]

How did you get it so wrong?
Did you ignore evidence?

Did Gia Goodman have to die?

MAN 1:
If you think the sheriff is squirming here...

...check out the TMZ Live
exclusive video we got...

...from the private investigator
working for Logan Echolls.

I don't care if Logan ain't the guy.

America thinks he's guilty,
and that's good enough for me.

MAN 1: I'm betting I know exactly
what the people of Neptune want now.

MAN 2 [ON TV]: I know too. A new sheriff.
MAN 1: A new sheriff. Yeah, exactly.

[CLICKS]

No, it's too early.

You'd be surprised how strongly
the armed services feels about punctuality.

You want me to get busted
for going AWOL?

What I want...

...is for you to stand there...

...in that effity white uniform...

...with your Harvard mouth
and show me some effing courtesy.

Well, I appreciate
you keeping it PG-13 for me.

I'm delicate.

I got you off murder charges.

- I can beat an AWOL rap.
- Listen, it's 180 days, Veronica.

What's 180 days to us?

Our story is epic.

Spanning years, continents.

Lives ruined, bloodshed.

Yeah.

Come back to me.

Always.

[CHUCKLES]

VERONICA: Two solid weeks of bliss,
and now it's back to the real world.

He's a great kid.
A shoot-first point guard.

VERONICA: So, what now?
- But sometimes it kills us in the transitions...

VERONICA: I had a ringside seat
to my mom's recovery attempts.

I know all about accepting
the things I can't change.

WALLACE:
Veronica!

Your point guard shoots too much.
I'm with you, Fennel. Bench him.

VERONICA: I'm supposed to find the courage
to change the things I can.

Even if it means disappointing
the one man I can't bear to disappoint.

KEITH:
Gin.

Who's your daddy?

[VERONICA SIGHS]

Well, my 2000-point lead shrinks by 40.

Look at you.

Not even knowing you're being hustled.
You're the patsy.

I got the hook in now.

Logan return to duty today?

Yep.

- I'm sorry, honey.
- Yeah.

They say I'm ahead of schedule here.

As much as I'm enjoying
this daddy-daughter time...

...maybe it's time to start thinking about
heading back to New York?

You've got a life there.

Yeah.

About New York...

VERONICA:
Let's be honest here.

If I were wise enough to know the difference
between what I can and can't change...

...would I even be who I am?

Would this be what I'm doing?

Last thing, that gun they planted on you?

A stoolie claims you bought it from him.

He clearly fears the sheriff
more than he fears you.

Yeah.
Well, we'll see what we can do about that.

Thanks, V.

- How's it coming on the sheriff's password?
- JohnnyUtah69.

[SNICKERS]

Done. I just sent you his tax returns.

Thank you.

VERONICA: Dad always said this town
could wreck a person.

It's what happens
when you're playing a rigged game.

I convinced myself
winning meant getting out.

But in what world do you get to leave the ring
and declare victory?

This is where I belong.

In the fight.

It's who I am.

I've rolled around in the mud for so long.

Wash me clean
and I don't recognize myself.

So how about I just accept the mud...

...and the tendency I have to find myself
rolling in it?

My name is Veronica...

...and I'm an addict.

Hello, Veronica.

Dorange.

Yor-Eorange.

Forange.

Gorange.

Horange.

[SIGHS]

[PHONE LINE RINGING]

LOGAN [ON MACHINE]:
This is Logan reminding you...

...if you're offered a seat on a rocket ship...

...don't ask which seat, just get on.
Sheryl Sandberg said that.

So don't leave a message,
go get on that rocket ship.

Or leave a message, your call.
Your decision will tell me a lot about you.

[English - US - SDH]