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- A criminal.

- Good, now this one.

- An officer of the law.

- I see.

And this one.

- Justice.

- Justice? I see three moths.

How does he get justice
from three moths?

- I could be wrong, sir,

but you see,
I took these two swirls...

- There is no right or wrong,
Constable.

These are merely indicators
of an internal state.

[chainsaw buzzing]

- Do you hearthat?

- Hear what?

- Ah, nothing.

- As I was saying,

these tests were designed

to help us assess
the psychological profile

of the individual members
of the...

[hammering]

- You sure you don't hearthat?

- Hear what, Fraser?

- A chainsaw,

and hammering.

Carpentry, could be carpentry.

- Fascinating.

And is this sound coming
from close by orfrom far away?

- Quite close.

Actually, I... I think
it's coming from... right here.

- Hmm.

Perhaps we should be trying
a little word-association.

- Uh, chainsaw.

- Massacre.

- Closet.

- What kind of question is that?
- It's nothing untoward.

It's just if I say "closet,"
one person might say "brooms."

And another person
might say "carpentry."

- I'd say you're losing
your mind.

- That question has been raised

only recently.

- Ah, surveillance.
I thought as much.

[Diefenbaker whining]
- Disgusting.

- What is?

- Kissing right on the middle
of the street like that.

Flaunting it all overthe place.

- I didn't realize
you were so prudish.

- Me? Hey, I'll try anything.
That's not the point.

- What is the point?

- The point is we got laws
in this city,

and I'm sworn to enforce them.

And one of those laws
bans lascivious acts.

Thank you very much, Fraser,
page 118.

And that, my friend,
is definitely a lascivious act.

- You know, Ray, this is
the 1890 Illinois Criminal Code.

- Old laws are the best laws,
Fraser.

Look at that, look at that.
Would you look at...

- Hang on a second.
- What?

What?
- Gun.

[gunshot]

[tires screeching]

- What the hell do you think
you're doing?

- Saving your life, I...

- I don't understand...

Why are you so upset?

This man saved our lives,
Stella.

- Because he just happened
to be driving by.

- Oh, no, ma'am, actually, uh,

Detective Vecchio and I
were on a routine surveillance.

Apparently we were
on the lookout for...

well, we were on the lookout
for lascivious acts,

although I'm not sure what...
- Shut up, Fraser.

- Understood.

- My partner Fraser. He's Canadian.
- Obviously.

- This is Alderman Frank Orsini.
- A pleasure to meet you, sir.

- And you, thank you.

- And this is my ex-wife

Stella.

- I want you to know that
I have every confidence

in the police department
of Chicago.

- I think that's enough,
thank you.

- How is Assistant State's Attorney
Kowalski involved in this matter?

- As the detective said,
that's all we know for now.

- Why the circus?

- Your ex-wife
is in law enforcement, Ray.

Naturally, any attempt on her life
would warrant extra effort.

- Actually, it's the guy
she's doing.

Turns out he's some bigshot
politician.

- Uh, what was that?
Sorry, I missed that.

- Uh, he's a politican.
You know, city alderman.

He's about to become mayor.

- Uh, I know that.

That part about my wife.

- About the guy she's doing?
- Yeah.

- Well, he's a good-looking guy.

Lots of cash.

Moves around the right circles.

Actually, I don't think
they're just friends.

I'd get over it
if I were you.

You've been replaced.

- Funny guy.
- Easy, easy.

Easy, easy. Come on.

I'd like you to meet
my new partner.

This is Tom Dewey.
- Pleased to meet you.

I imagine you'd be named after
the famous prosecuting attorney

and former governor
of New York, Thomas Edmund Dewey.

- Actually, I was named
after my uncle.

He sold fish. Who are you?

- Constable Benton Fraser,
Royal Canadian Mounted Police.

I first came to Chicago on the trail
of the killers of my father

and for reasons that don't need
exploring at this juncture,

I've remained attached as liaison
with the Canadian Consulate.

- So what did you see?
- It all happened pretty fast.

This guy, about six feet tall,

but his face was hooded,
so we couldn't...

- Actually, he was 6 foot 3.

Wore black pants,
a black hooded sweatshirt,

he drove a grey 1990
Oldsmobile Cutlass Sierra.

I couldn't make out
the licence plate.

I noticed that he was driving

on Firestone steel-belted radials
with an all-weatherthread.

- You saw the tires
but not the plate?

- Hey, just write it down.

- I didn't see the tires,
but the street, I realize,

has not been tended to
by street cleaners lately.

I was able to make out
the tire-track mark.

- Is this guy for real?

- Jury's still out on that.
- Most importantly, I noticed

that the right reartire
had a distinctive nick.

- Oh, a nick.

- Excuse me.

- Yeah, you guys can get back
to your doughnuts.

- There is an issue
I'd like to clear up.

Like, uh... Excuse me, Fraser.

Your ex-wife.

I don't think she believes

that you were actually
just passing by here.

- She's paranoid.
- Good, good, good,

'cause I'd hate to think
one of my officers would actually

be sick enough to be tailing
his ex-wife on a date.

- No, sir.
Nobody'd want to think that, sir.

- Good, good,
'cause Alderman Orsini

would like to thank you guys
personally.

Then you can give him
and Ms. Kowalski a ride home.

- A ride home?
- You got a problem with that?

- Uh, no problem, sir.

- Good, 'cause until we find out
who tried to kill him,

you're gonna be
his personal bodyguard.

- Come on, find somebody else!

- No, the alderman specifically
requested you and Fraser.

It seems you exhibited some kind
of competence this evening.

- Got it.

- Actually, Lieutenant, I have
several outstanding issues.

- No, no, no, I already
talked to Thatcher.

She seems to think that,
due to your mental state,

that it would be better
if Turnbull stood guard.

- My, my, my... my...
Did...

Did she happen to elaborate
on my... Sir?

- Would your wolf be more comfortable
if I sat in the middle?

- Well, perhaps, he does
ordinarily enjoy a window seat.

- I think things are just fine
the way they are.

- I really appreciate what
you did for us back there,

putting your lives
on the line like that.

- Oh, it was nothing
more than our duty, sir.

- A lot of Chicago cops
wouldn't feel that way.

- Actually, most would.
Lots of guys are better at this.

- I'm being shot at.

I need someone I can trust.

Someone that's good. That's you.

- I think perhaps Ray's a little

uncomfortable with the fact that
we're seeing each other, Frank.

- Oh, I highly doubt that, Stella.
- You do?

- Yeah, you're a practical man.
One thing that politics

has taught me, is that the world
is a matrix of practicality.

If you approach
any problem sensibly,

and you discover
that X equals Y,

there's a pretty good chance

you'll also discover
that Y equals X.

Now, we're all adults.

You're not married any longer,

and he's a professional.
Where's the problem?

- No problem.
X equals Y, it's...

- Stella?

- Oh, no problem for me.

- So this is where you live?
- Weekdays.

I've a place in the country
forthe weekends.

[growling]

- Now you've gone and done it.
The wolf's upset.

- Diefenbaker.

Terribly sorry but he tends to be
overly protective of women.

- It's okay.

I'm a little protective
of Stella myself. 'Night.

Well.

- 'Evening, Alderman.

- Looks like I have plenty
of company forthe night.

- I'll see you two guys at 7:00.
- Good night, sir.

- How's it going, gents?
- Mr. Orsini...

- What were you doing
at the restaurant, Ray?

Were you stalking me?

- I don't think stalking would
be an accurate description.

- I'm sorry,
I'm a little unclear

as to how this is
any of your business.

- Ray is my partner
and my friend.

I'm very confident that
his intentions were honourable.

- Glad you think that,
but where I come from,

you don't drive around
spying on your ex-wife

when she's going out
with another man.

- You have a point, ma'am,
but he did save your life,

at considerable risk to his own.

- I'm sorry, Stella.

- What do you want, Ray?

[Ray, to himself]: I want you.

You know we were put
on this planet

to love one another.

We can't throw that away.

That's something you know and...

I know.

- What do you want, Ray?

- Uh, nothing.

- I'm gonna get a cab.

- Look, Stella,
I'm supposed to give you

a ride home, aren't I?
- It's okay, I'll see you.

- Stella!

Come on, come on, Stella!

Stella!

Stel...!

- You're acting very strangely
tonight, Ray.

I mean, I don't mean this
is a criticism, but...

- Look, this is a first time
she's been serious about a guy

since we split up.

- How do you know that?

- My mom.

They're pals.

They talk all the time.
She tells her everything.

- You know, Ray,
she is your ex-wife.

I mean, you really can't
interfere in her life.

I mean, I could see how
she would misunderstand that.

- Look... I know that.

But, I, uh, I worry about her.

I... I think about her
all the time.

- It must not be easy foryou.

- You have no idea.

It just...

- Ray, I thought

the shooting incident
was Huey and Dewey's case,

that we were merely assigned
to bodyguard the alderman.

- Ever heard of pre-emptive
bodyguarding, Fraser?

You put the shooter away;

I don't have to watch him
move in on Stella.

I hate this thing.
It never does what I want.

[typing]

Thanks.

- "Alderman threatened
over development project"

- He's the guy pushing
the Manor Point project.

- Manor Point?

- Big-time development,
tearing up old housing

and putting in yuppie shopping malls,
that kind of stuff.

The people are ticked off
'cause they're getting turfed out.

Make it print.

- Damon Reece.

Head of the Manor Point
Community Association.

We'll start with him tomorrow.

- While we're bodyguarding?
- We'll work it out.

Come on, Fraser,
we gotta get up early.

- 'Morning, Vecchio.

- So we wait here
or go in or what?

- I think perhaps
it's best if we wait.

- I thought we were driving him.

- Yeah, here he comes.

- Oh, no.

I cannot do this, Fraser,
I cannot.

- Of course you can, Ray.

- She spent the night with him.
- Well, now, we don't know that.

I mean, that may be the case.

On the other hand, perhaps she
came by for a breakfast date.

- A breakfast date?

- Oh, sure, people have luncheon
dates, dinner dates.

Why not a breakfast date?

- Because it's, um...
what's the word? Stupid.

- What's so stupid about that?

Eating together is eating
together. The time's irrelevant.

- It's relevant
because people go on dates

to get in bed, not out of them.

- You know, that's an extremely
narrow interpretation.

- Fraser, you know,

if I want to know
how to track muskox, fine,

but when it comes to the dating
habits of the Stella,

I happen to be an expert.
- All I'm trying to say...

- It'd take an act of God
to get her out of bed.

I don't think she drove
an hour across town

just to chomp cereal
with muttonhead.

[laughing]

- If it's not too much problem,
guys, I gotta get to work.

Ouch!
- Thank you, Fraser.

- Shh. I'm terribly sorry, sir.

- Not a problem.

Hello, friends.

Today is a great day
forthe city of Chicago.

Today is a great day
forthe people of Manor Point.

Today,

we begin phase one of a project
that epitomizes the vigour

and the spirit of Chicago,
a project...

- Hear, hear.

- A project

that uses the strength
of the free-enterprise system

forthe good of everyone
in the community.

- What's good
about throwing us out?

[cheering]

- That's our man, Damon Reece.

- I know you're worried.
I know

that for a lot of you,
this will mean change

and change
can be frightening.

But...

change can also mean growth.

- That's crap!

- No, no, this project includes
provisions for low-cost housing.

- 500 units!
You're displacing 5,000 people

and putting in 500 units
that maybe they can't afford.

- It's a start, my friend.

It's a beginning
and it's foryou.

It's forthe people
of Manor Point.

It's forthe children.

I believe,
I believe that this project

[booing]
will encourage growth,

it will encourage
an entrepreneurial spirit

in this area
that will lift everyone up.

- Lift up yuppie businessmen.

- We've got to stop shouting
at each other and start talking.

We're all good people.
We all have good intentions.

We've got to learn

to work together, and if we do,

this project will be a beacon
forthe entire city.

That's why I am glad

to be here today forthis
groundbreaking ceremony.

Join me.
- No way!

You won't tear up my life!

This is an attack
on the community

and everyone who lives in it.

- These guys are gonna go.

- Our homes are being torn down.

We have every right to be here!

- Excuse me, gentlemen,
gentlemen. Gentlemen, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna have to ask you
to stop right there.

- Who the hell are you?
- Constable Benton Fraser.

Royal Canadian Mounted Police.

- A Canadian. You ever hear
of free speech in Canada?

- Most certainly.

- Then would you please
let us exercise it?

- I'd like to, I'm afraid this
situation has the potential

of going beyond the boundaries
of civilized debate.

- I couldn't have done it
without, uh...

- Hold it, hold it! Chicago P.D.

First guy that tries
any free speech

gets their head kicked in.

You got that? Any takers?

Now beat it! Go!

Back off!

- That was very effective, Ray,

although I'm not sure
that your methods

are really in keeping
with the spirit of the Constitution.

- Constitution
is a piece of paper.

A kick in the head is a jolt.

Okay, watch the pol.

Fraser, uh, say hypothetically,
um, something happens

and you gotta take a bullet
forthe guy,

do me a favour, don't.

- You know, Ray, it's, uh,
it's really nice to know

you're so concerned for me.

- I wasn't thinking about you,
Fraser.

- Oh, no, no, of course not.

- Hey, Reece, hold up!

Nervous, guy?
- What do you want?

- ljust want to ask you
a couple of questions.

- It was a peaceful,
democratic process.

You got nothing
to hassle me about.

- I'm not hassling you.
Who's hassling you?

- Every cop Orsini
tries to sic on me.

- You don't like Orsini?

- I don't like what's he doing.
We lost four blocks today.

I plan to keep the rest.

Now, what do you see here?

- A slum.

- A community, neighbourhood,
homes, families.

Four generations of my family
live right here.

Maybe it looks like a slum to you
and Alderman Orsini overthere,

but it's home to a lot of people
who love and care about it.

- If this development deal's
so bad,

how come it's going through?
- 'Cause people are scared.

They don't know how to fight
big City Hall or big money.

- Someone tried to fight City Hall
last night with a bullet.

Someone took a shot at Orsini.
- You're kidding.

- You got any idea
who that might be?

- If I knew, I'd tell you
in a second.

This stuff is killing us.

- How?

- A death threat on an alderman,
a shooting.

People don't want to get
involved in that kind of stuff.

It scares them off.

We were just starting
to build some momentum, now this.

- Get down!

Are you all right?

- Yeah, thanks.

Did you get the licence plate?

- I got the first three letters.

That's all right.
I can run that on the computer.

- Forget it. It's just some punks
trying to scare me off.

They won't be able to do it.

- Any action?

Yeah, well, it's still early.

They gonna be long?

- Ahem...

No, they're just
wrapping up now.

- Come on, don't tell me
you can actually hearthem.

- Yes, I can.

- Okay, what are they saying?

- I'm trying not to eavesdrop.

- No, is he gonna
ask Stella out for...

Like, he was on the phone.
- As a friend...

- Hey, you give me
a little information.

You get to me...
- You must come to grips with...

- I'm Jerry,
the alderman's assistant.

I thought you might like
to know the schedule.

First, we go
to a City Council meeting.

Afterthat,
some committee meetings

and then a dinner date.
- A dinner date?

With who? Stella Kowalski?

- How did you know that?

- Boy, that committee meeting
was fascinating, Ray.

You could actually see
the inner workings

of a great democratic
organization.

- Fraser, that was a five-hour
talk about sewers.

- Well, yes, but still to see how
the different interests achieve...

- Corruption and greed.

- And then to realize this goes on
day after day after day.

- There was more gas in there
than in the Chicago sewer system.

- It was absolutely illuminating.
- Illuminating?

- Yes, illuminating.
- What's with you?

- Hi.
- Hi there.

- How are you?
- Good.

Frank,

this is Diane Weston,
one of my witnesses.

- Hi, Diane,
pleasure to meet you.

- Nice to meet you,
Alderman Orsini.

- Can you join us for drinks?
- No, I can't, but thanks.

- Okay.

- No, I won't. Just a minute.

Diane!

Don't do this to me.

We belong together.

We gotta get back together.

I won't hurt you anymore.

- Leave her alone.

- This is between Diane and me.

- I said get away from her.

- Look, you got a problem, pal?

- I must talk to my wife.
- Stay away, Dwayne.

- You know what this is like.

You're a man,
you know how this feels.

- No, I don't. Better leave
before ljump Bogart all overyou.

Beat it!

- Are you all right?

- Yeah, I guess.
- Need a ride home?

- No, I'll be fine.

- Was I ever like that?

- No, you always knew the line.

Let's go.

- I'm prosecuting her husband
for spousal abuse.

- Really?
She doesn't look the type.

- The type? I don't get that.
- Ray.

- I know I'm just the bodyguard
ex-husband in this situation,

but I'm allowed
to have an opinion.

- You always have an opinion.
- And this one may be valid.

There's a general perception
that abused women

come from a certain stratum...
- Enough! I know about abused women.

I spent a month convincing Diane
to prosecute that creep.

I don't need a lecture
from a Chicago cop

on the subject... or a Mountie.
- Understood.

- Not a great idea
to argue with Stella.

- Obviously.

- Groundbreaking go okay?

- Yeah, it went fine.

- Except forthe protest by people
getting thrown out of their houses.

- The project includes
low-cost housing.

- Yeah, for 500, maybe.
- That's 500 units.

- I think it was 200 units.

You were going to use
something you call

"the spin" to make it seem
there were more.

I think spin
is the correct word.

- Exactly the right word,
Fraser.

- I inadvertently overheard
your conversation.

- Only 200?
I thought you said five.

- Two, five, who's counting?
Where shall we eat tonight?

How about The Oriole?

I love what the light on the
waterthere does to your eyes.

- I'm gonna puke.

- Ah, Monsieur Orsini.

It's a pleasure
to have you here tonight.

- The pleasure's all mine,
Frederick.

- Anything you need, anything
at all, just tell me.

- I'm sure everything
will be just perfect.

- The food here
is excellent, Ray.

You should try some.

- I gotta try it.

- That's the spirit.

Now, I would recommend
the shrimp cocktail.

- May I have this dance?

- No.

- Forgotten how?

- I don't feel like it.

- Scared?

- Don't be stupid.

- Is something going on?

- No, I don't feel like dancing.

- Come on, you love to dance,
Stella.

It's...

- You're making a big deal
of this, Stella. Why?

- I'm not making a big deal.
I don't want to dance.

- It wouldn't bother me.

- Of course,
it wouldn't botheryou.

I wouldn't care if it did.

- No, I meant...
- Come on, Ray.

- Alderman, you got a little
something in yourteeth.

- Think you're smart, don't you?

- Nah, you're the smart one.
I'm just pretty.

[waltz music]

This feels, I don't know...

- Familiar.

- Yeah. Easy.

It's always easy with you.

Like I don't weigh anything.
- Yeah...

- Music's over, pal.

- It's over, Ray.

Thanks forthe dance.

- Ahem.

You're both excellent dancers.

- Been doing it
since we were kids.

- That's odd.

- Why? A lot of kids dance.
- No, the champagne.

The protective metal mesh
always opens counter-clockwise.

This one opens clockwise.

I'm sorry.
- What are you doing?

- It's a bad year.

Excuse me, please.

Stand aside.

- What are you doing?

- Bodyguarding.

- Think you could do it
a little farther away?

[explosion]

[Fraseryelling]

[splash]

You can get up now.

- Soon.

Fraser, tomorrow morning you'll have
green stuff growing in your eyebrows.

- You may well be right, Ray.

The quality of water
is appalling.

- Maybe a nice hot-tub bath
would be the thing.

The reason I mention this
is because

we just got a new one
at our house,

and it is perfect.
- Francesca.

Why didn't you just wait
forthe divers, Constable?

- I was worried that the current
would carry away the evidence.

As it was, I was only able
to retrieve these.

Huh.

It's fascinating.

This is not a standard
detonation device.

I believe it's a computer
circuit board

that's been adapted
forthis nefarious purpose.

- Nefarious, what, what...?

- Uh, demonic, evil, bad.

- Yeah, right.

- And this particular product
appears to have been manufactured

by the ADMT Computer Corporation.

Here's a serial number I think
will prove very interesting.

- How did this bottle
get on the boat?

- Dropped off by a courier.

- It was a present
forthe alderman.

- Anyone see the courier?

- Yeah, but they can't remember
what he looked like.

- Hey, why don't we get
a couple of people in to...

you know,
look at some mug snaps?

- Mug snaps?

Francesca, it's mug shots.
Mug shots.

- Will this take much longer?
I'm a little tired.

- I'll give you a ride home.

- I'll go with Frank.

- No, I sent him home
in a blue-and-white

to avoid further incidents.

- Thanks for driving me home,
Ray.

It, uh, it shook me up
a little.

- A little?
It scared the hell out of me.

- Yeah, me too.

Well, uh...

Good night.

- I'll walk you to the door.

It's good to see you again.

- Yeah.

- So you really like this guy?

- Well, you know, he's nice.

He's smart, he's charming,

he's...

- He's...?

- What?

- All of a sudden I, um...

I, uh... don't know
how to talk to you.

- It's not all of a sudden, Ray.

It took years.

- Yeah.

- Do you, uh...

I mean, do you want to...
- Yeah, I do.

But...

Like, I don't think
that's a good idea,

'cause we might...

Look, it just seems
like the wrong time.

- Yeah.

Always is.

Well, hey, maybe
a breakfast date some time.

You know, you, me,
some eggs over easy?

- That's, uh, a kind
of dumb idea, Stella.

It's like, uh...

What?

- Nothing.

- You okay?

- Never better.

Good night.

- Good... good night.

I suck.

[banging]

[Diefenbaker panting]

[chainsaw buzzing]

[whining]

- How did you get in here?

- Uh, don't leave home
without it.

- It's 4:00 in the morning.

- I know, but we got some
investigating to do.

- Listen, you didn't by any chance
hear something strange, did you?

- Like what?

- Chainsaws.

- This is Chicago, Fraser.

The only time people
use chainsaws

is when they're trying
to get rid of a body.

- Right you are.

- Look, I got the match
on the plates

of that guy who humped
the bottle at me.

- What do you see?

- Nothing.

- Just checking.

I'll get dressed.

- I'll leave.

- Whew.

- This is the address.

- Yes, but I don't think
we want to park, Ray.

- Well, how else
are we gonna question

this Joe Mendelson character?
- Could try following his car.

- Good, uh, thinking.

That's the guy from the fight
the other day.

- Well, that makes sense.

We know he had
a reason to dislike Reece.

- And look who's here.

- That's Orsini's assistant.

- I bet Orsini hired the guy
to harass Reece.

- That's just pure speculation,
Ray.

Given your relationship with the
alderman, I think it's unlikely

to be taken seriously
by the higher-ups.

- What relationship?

- Your, uh, thing. Your...

relationship.

- This is great.

This is greatness.

I knew Orsini was dirty.

Boom, boom, boom. Let's go pull
this guy's chain, Fraser.

Come on, Fraser, we don't have
time to go sniffing hubcaps.

- Firestone steel-belted radials
with an all-weathertread,

and a distinctive nick
in the right reartire.

- What are you saying?

You're saying this is the guy
that shot at Orsini?

- Possibly.

- But he works for Orsini.
- That's right.

- Oh, great, so we got the
alderman on attempted suicide?

- Inducement to suicide is still
a crime in the state of Illinois.

- Got the death penalty
forthat?

- Well, I don't imagine
the death penalty

would be an effective deterrent
for potential suicides.

- Yes, sir.

The third call from the alderman
asking where you are.

That's the third call
from the alderman!

He wants to know where you are!

- Oh, Fraser's got that covered
like a blanket. He's all over it.

- But apparently
he feels he deserves

one official member
of this department.

[phone ringing]
- Hang on.

Huey?

You're on it?

- I didn't do anything.

- He threw a bottle.
That's assaulting a police officer.

And he attacked some protesters.

So maybe, we're thinking,
you're working for Orsini.

- See, this is a crucial point
foryou here,

because if you were working
forthe alderman,

we could consideryou
a small fish.

Small fish that might be able
to be thrown back into the water.

- It's his word against yours.
- I want a lawyer.

- Oh, there's also
the attempted murder of Orsini.

- No, no, no, I didn't try
to kill anybody.

- Two detectives executed
a search warrant on your apartment.

They found the gun.

- That was nothing.

No, no, no, it was all nothing.

It was just, you know, PR.

- You do your PR work
with a gun?

- Blanks, you know,
it was... image thing, you know.

It was Orsini's idea, you know,
the threats, the shooting.

It was supposed to make Reece
and his idiots look bad.

You know, spin, PR, politics.

- Uh-huh,
and what about the bomb?

- No, I had nothing to do
with that.

Hey, you gotta believe me, man!

Maybe Orsini set it up somehow,
but that just wasn't me.

- What's in it for Orsini?

Moolah.
- Cash.

- Coin.
- Dust.

- You'll get it.

- We just need to grease
a few more wheels.

- We better get it.
We paid you plenty for...

- Keep your voice down.

That idiot behind us
has ears like a bat.

- I owe you so much.

- You're very welcome.
Let's do lunch this week.

- Okay, great.
- Take care. See you soon. Bye.

- Can you set up
an appointment...

- Mr. Orsini.

[siren]

- Orsini!

I thought I'd find you here.
- About time you showed.

- Well, I hope you accept
my apologies.

It took me a little while
to, uh, get the warrant.

- Warrant?
- Foryour arrest.

- If you'd just come along, sir.

- You can't arrest me like this.

- Would you like handcuffs,
guns?

- I want to see a lawyer.

- What are the charges?

- Fraud, conspiracy, trying
to blow up a boat, for starters.

- Ah, gentlemen, excuse me.

I think you can probably
also help in this process.

I believe you will be able
to explain

how you got the wheels
so greasy.

- He was right. Like a bat.

- Fraser, it's how
you grease the wheels.

- Oh, how you grease the wheel.
That's right.

How you grease the wheel.
How you grease the wheel.

Right. Sorry.

- Well, Fraser,
I thought busting Orsini

would make me feel better,
but...

- No, Ray, you're just experiencing
PCS, post-chase syndrome.

There's always
an accompanying letdown.

- Yeah, I know.

I should have popped him
in the head when I had a chance.

- They're all spilling
their guts.

- The whole Manor Point
project is corrupt.

Frank's in the middle of it.

- Corrupt politician?
What a surprise.

- It was to me, Ray.

- You know, Ray,
a cynical acceptance

of the betrayal of public trust,

well, that's the road
to ruin in a democracy.

- You want a ride?

- Yes, I do.
- Yeah, thank you.

Oh, sorry.

Well, I suppose a brisk walk,
night air, would do me good.

- Got to be 20 blocks.

- I know, but if I go the long
way, I'll get some exercise.

- Ray!

Ray!

Ray!

- Can I help you, Francesca?

- You want this?
- What is it?

- I don't know.
It's from some computer place.

Information on some serial
numbers Ray sent them.

- It's the detonator
from the bomb.

- Yeah, whatever.

- The main circuit board
came from a prototype.

- So is that good?

- Well, there were only
three prototypes made.

They never left the factory.

So it stands to reason that our
bomber works at the factory.

Do you think you can get me
a list of all the employees?

- Yeah, sure, Frase.

- Lieutenant, did Alderman Orsini
actually confess to the bombing?

- No, he said he had nothing
to do with it.

- I'm inclined to believe him.
- Because?

- Well, for one thing, if Ray
and I hadn't intervened,

he'd have been vaporized.

- Perhaps he was counting on you
to intervene.

- Well, perhaps, but unlikely.

I think we're dealing
with another bomber.

- Um, maybe I should come in.

- I don't know. We're dangerous.

- That's a fact.

- Okay, for a few minutes.

- Hey, Frase,
I got that list you wanted.

- Thank you kindly.

Oh, dear.

[ringing]

- Well, whoever it is can wait.

[music]

Not that again.

- Come on.

- Do you need that?

- Just like the first night
I met you.

The most beautiful thing
I'd ever seen.

- I was 12.

- And I wasn't wearing my glasses
because I was too vain.

Remember?
- Mm-hmm.

- I could stay the night.

- You could.

- It'd be perfect.

- It would be a mistake.

You could stay,
we could make love.

It'd be great,
like a thousand times before,

but tomorrow we'd be right back
where we were this morning.

With maybe
a couple more regrets.

- I love you.

- I love you, too.

Always will.

But you know I'm right.

- No, but there could be...

- I didn't say
you couldn't stay.

- Oh.

[knocking]

Ignore that.

- Okay.

- Ray. Stella.

I hate to intrude,
but I can hearthe music.

I know you're in there. Ray!

- Fraser, this is the wrong
moment for a visit.

Of all the wrong moments for a visit,
this is the wrongest.

- I know. Believe me,
I understand.

If Stella's life
were not at risk...

- Come on in.

- Ray.

- Sorry. Come on in.

- Dwayne Weston worked
for ADMT computers,

which means that the bomb
was intended for Stella.

- They're picking up Weston?
- They're looking for him now.

- So we should get Stella
out of here before...

- My thoughts exactly.

- Get back. Get back inside.
Stay back.

- Drop the gun.
- Shut up!

If I have to kill you all...
Stay back.

I want my wife back.

She turned my wife against me.

She ruined everything.
When she's gone,

everything will be
the way it used to be.

- No, no, you can't erase it
like that.

Things that were said,
things that weren't said.

When it's over, it's over.
You gotta accept that.

- Shut up!

- You shut up. That's what...

Twitch, I shoot you.
Go ahead, twitch.

- Ray, the bomb, the bomb,
the bomb!

- Over.

Hands behind your back.
Hands behind your back.

Fraser, what are you doing?
Throw it!

- Although it's illegal, Ray,
it's not uncommon

to see frustrated fishermen
resort to desperate measures

to reach their daily limit.

- What are you talking about?

- Well, apparently,
in this method of fishing,

timing is everything.
- What?

- Maybe I should go home.

- Stella will be all right?

- Yeah, she'll be just fine
by herself.

- Want to get something to eat?

- Nah, Fraser, I think
I'd like to be alone.

- I understand.

You know, Ray,
what you said to Weston

about not being able to go back,
did you... did you mean that?

- Uh, no, I was lying.

- 'Cause you had a gun
pointed at your head?

- Yeah.

- Well, you know, I understand,

or as you might say,
I overstand.

Huh.

[singing folk song]

- Fraser.

The results are in.
All in all, quite encouraging.

Not surprisingly, my psychological
profile was rock-solid.

Turnbull's mental state,
however,

was likened to a block
of Swiss cheese,

but that's hardly news.

- And me, sir?

- Acceptable.

- Well, I'm relieved
to hearthat, sir.

Um, you don't, by any chance,

happen to hear somebody
singing, do you?

You know, there are times
I wish you weren't deaf.

[singing]

- Come on in.

Shut the door.
It's cold out there.

- In actual fact,
it's 22 degrees Celsius.

- What's that
in real temperature?

- It's, uh...

How did...

When...

What is this?

- It's my office.

And I haven't been getting
enough work done, either.

- I wasn't aware you had work.

- Well, there you go.
You haven't been listening.

- You know, Dad, since...

Since you're here...

Did you ever have a partner
who needed your help,

but you... you didn't
know how to help him?

- Yeah, there was the time
Clete Brokelmeyer

got stuck down
a 40-foot crevasse

and I only had a 20-foot rope.

That the kind of thing you mean?

- No, no, I was thinking
more along the lines

of trouble with, uh, a woman.

- All right.

We threw Snuffy Briggs
in a snowbank

a couple of times
to cool his ardour.

First time, it didn't work.

Second time, he got pneumonia

and took him out of circulation
for a month.

- That's a great help, Dad.

- Good.

- You know, Dad,
on another subject,

just what kind of...

Perhaps the tests
need some refining.

- Perhaps.

[music]

Ray, Fraser, couple of things
I want to straighten out.

High winds in northern sky

Will carry you away

You know you have to leave here

You wish that you could stay

There's four directions on this map

But you're only going one way

Due South

That's the way I'm going

Due South

Saddle up my travelling shoes
I'm bound to walk away these blues

Due South

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