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You ready?

I was born ready, man.

You ever raped Burdette before?

No, uh -uh.

What's the deal?

He's a big nasty dude.

Bail anytime.

Nothing random. You're either in or you are out.

I'm in.

And he holds the cash.

Oh, that's cash, O 'Gill.

Because you've been floating too many markers around.

Get it done.

You want to sharpen the edge?

No, thanks.

Lately, the only speed I do is bikes, boats, and cars.

I'm an adrenaline junkie. I'm trying to stay clean.

If you want to get dirty, call me.

All right, it's a mile and a half back to the cement pole, and back, hot

winner takes all, and the loser goes home to mama.

Tell your mama I said hi.

Back off!

We're dead!

Undercover of night People are drowning in a sea of light

The devil holding your life on the line

Yeah, I'm ready.

You

want

another? No, no, I've got to go.

Hey, what's wrong with you today?

I'm just a little distracted. A little distracted?

I want almost every point. What's going on?

An old girlfriend's coming in. Aha!

An old girlfriend!

Well, that'll do it.

Why don't you look happy about it? I don't know. I'm happy she's coming.

just coming for a bad reason. She's coming for a memorial service for her

mother.

She died in that car crash up at Canaan Dune.

All right.

Yeah.

You know, I always thought she was the perfect one, Mitch.

Perfect one? You mean smart, funny?

Easy to be with, great looking, great in the you -know -what, and has her own

career. Exactly, and that's what scared me to death.

You took off like a bat out of hell. And I've been wondering ever since if I

made the right call.

Well, you're a little older now, you're a little wiser, you know.

Give her a second chance, take another look.

Yeah, she wanted to move to New York to be an antique buyer for this auction

house.

Do you know what I think it really was?

Tell me.

I always thought that she was in love with the guy she thought I could be, not

the guy I am.

The white zone for the immediate loading and unloading passenger zone.

No parking.

Thanks for meeting me.

I was in Tokyo on a buying trip, and they called and said her car went off a

cliff.

I haven't talked to her in a month.

She called me. She left messages.

I meant to call her back, but, you know.

Oh, God, I'm going to miss her.

Sir, sir.

Can you give us a second, okay?

Oh, God.

What happened?

I've just been holding it in ever since I heard.

You have mine for as long as you need.

My dear wife.

Each of us, I know, has felt Gloria's generosity at some time.

She would never turn her back on anybody who was in need.

And if she was your friend, then you would never be without. You would never

lonely.

I will miss her.

We shared...

So much together.

Loving marriage.

Children who I thought of as my own.

My beautiful stepdaughter, Renee.

My wonderful stepson, RJ.

Aloha, my dear wife.

I need a minute alone, okay?

Sorry about your mother, RJ.

Yeah.

She was a good lady.

Danny, this is an old friend of mine, Griff.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

Griff and I have been trying to figure out who could jump higher, run faster,

get farther, since first grade.

Yeah? Who won?

I did.

Okay, come on.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

But we'll get through this.

We'll do it together.

Excuse me.

Renee.

Renee!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

What are you doing?

What's made you so angry?

I told him my mom died in an accident.

What? I think she was murdered.

And I think Robert did it.

Did he say something?

No. Do you have any evidence, something you can tell the police?

It's just gut feeling.

I wish there was some way I could prove it, you know, one way or the other.

I don't want to go through life with this horrible feeling that he murdered

mother and got away with it.

Yeah, I think there's someone we should talk to.

Come on.

Why? What's his motive?

Money.

My real father was a very wealthy man. When he died, he left my mother and me,

my brother, everything.

How long were your mother and Robert Houston married?

A little over four years.

Did you and your stepfather get along?

No. He puts up a good act.

He's an actual sleazeball.

He tried hitting on me when I was in high school.

Are you kidding?

Why didn't you tell me? I would have knocked that guy into next week.

I didn't tell anybody.

What good would it do?

My mother was in love with a guy, and I was leaving for college soon.

Were your mom and him having problems?

They have been quarreling lately, but she acted like it was no big deal.

What did they fight about?

Control.

He wanted to be the boss of everything.

Of her life, her mind, her money.

Especially her money. Does he get the money?

No. He's the executor of the estate.

RJ and I, we receive our trust funds when we turn 25.

R .J.'s birthday is in two weeks.

He'll be 25.

What if something were to happen to you and R .J.? Robert would get it all.

All right, we need to get an independent run on this guy.

We've got to find somebody and get the inside track on him.

All right, what kind of person would you relate to?

Huh.

He likes to live on the edge, so let's just give him a push.

He won a big payday getting back on drugs.

Once a junkie, always a junkie, darling.

I lit the candle.

He'll find the flame sooner or later.

Sooner.

Oh, God.

What was that? A popper?

Next generation, baby.

Perfect. I'll write you a check.

Excuse me.

That piece is mine.

Oh, I think not.

Oh, I think so.

It's a very special piece.

They called me to tell me it was in. I've been waiting for weeks.

Then you should have had them put your name on it.

Well, there are plenty of other clocks.

Oh, this is not a clock.

This is an 1890.

Johan Vienna Regulator with the porcelain face.

I know.

It'll go nicely with my Gustav Becker.

The Westminster Chimes are out of this world. So it's price tag.

My husband taught me that true beauty is priceless.

Well, I have to believe that it was you that taught him.

Thank you.

I'm flattered.

I'm jealous.

Love your husband.

Oh, don't be.

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

Actually, it was a blessing.

He was very ill and quite old.

Even his money couldn't buy health.

That's so true.

I recently lost my wife.

You and I are a sad coincidence.

Well...

Who's going to buy it?

You or me?

Why don't we make the decision over a glass of champagne?

Okay.

Hey. Hi.

Hey.

And? Well, we're supposed to have dinner together.

And he's very interested in my late husband's estate.

And way past being sad about his wife dying.

Good news?

Yeah. The medical examiner determined Gloria Houston's death to be of injury

consistent to a car doing a somersault off a 200 -foot cliff.

However, we do have a witness, Vera Rose Tilly, 86 years old. Her and her

boyfriend were there when the car went out of control.

Quote, she was zigging and zagging like a chicken being chased by a fox.

Unquote.

Think she could have been drunk?

No, not according to Emmy. There were no drugs or alcohol found in her blood.

Then why was she zigging and zagging?

I don't know. They're going to run some more tests.

Did you find anything about the brother?

RJ is a real, real freak.

He'll race anything, anytime, anywhere, and he bets on it. He bets big.

He also had a little chemical dependency problem, which evidently he kicked. Now

he's into gambling, and he's got big -time tabs all over town.

Did you happen to run across a guy named Shaq?

No. Now, who's he?

Sheck's the collector for Mr. Infante.

I actually heard a story about him and a client who was late on a payment.

Sheck went in and charged interest by nailing his palms to the table.

Yeah. Well, R .J. is living like there is no tomorrow.

Well, if Sheck's after him, that's probably a good way to go.

She'd want you to have it.

And anything else you'd like.

Thank you.

Renee, this is a big house.

It's your house.

It's your home.

You're welcome to come and stay if you like.

No, I've kept my apartment.

I'm fine there.

Sweetheart, I know that this has been a terrible...

tragedy for you.

And I hope you know that I'll always be there for you if there's anything that

you... Excuse me.

We've been through this before.

Keep your hands to yourself.

You know, and stop trying to sound so agreeable, giving away things that

even yours.

Oh, but they are mine.

Check the will.

Look, I don't want to have this kind of friction between us.

Neither would your mother.

Right.

Can I use your phone? I need to check my messages.

Of course.

Hi, I'm not home right now.

Everything

okay?

Yes, sir.

I'm fine.

Thanks for these.

They mean an awful lot to me.

You're very welcome.

Look, Renee, if you ever want to get together, just to talk.

Goodbye, Robert.

home right now leave a message and i'll call you back hi renee it's griff listen

um you might have been right to hire private detectives my friends and i are

checking it out maybe just maybe your mom was murdered

so who's this guy that we're meeting with one of garner's cop

friends uh no he is definitely from the other side of the track well a gangster

why would you think that

I don't know.

What's in the box? This box.

Um, a gift.

A gift.

Great, so we're buying information. That's nice.

No, no, no, this is not money, so technically we're not buying anything.

Okay, don't turn around. The largest and scariest man I have ever seen is

walking over here. All right, it's got to be him. Whatever you do, don't run.

Are they good? The best.

It took me all summer to find them.

Seashells.

Mitch, she is going to love this one.

I don't know how to thank you. It's all right.

They're from a kid's aquarium.

I'm sorry. I should have introduced myself right off. My name's Reese.

Anthony Reese.

Hi. Ryan McBride.

Pleasure. Your man's feeling some heat.

What's the source?

You know Infante?

Yeah, absolutely.

Bookmaker, loan shark.

Houston's overworked the line of credit.

One hundred large.

It's due and payable.

The final notice was delivered last week.

Before the murder.

One other thing.

Houston's done this before. Same game, different name.

Where? Connecticut.

Went under the name of Ralph Austin.

I guess he's got a thing about Texas.

Thank you.

Thank you.

One more thing.

Margaret's cooking on Sunday. Why don't you stop by?

I'll be there.

Why do you do that?

Do what?

You made me think the guy was like a mass murderer or something.

He's a bail bondsman with a lot of connections. We used to work out

before he moved downtown.

You're the one who jumps to conclusions.

We don't buy information from thugs.

Okay, well, fine then. I'll just never believe anything you have to say ever

again. All right.

By the way, I do like your new haircut. The way it kind of falls around your

shoulders. You do?

I like it.

I'm always a little nervous.

That's not funny.

But you believe me.

I'm wasted.

The

label

says no driving and no brain surgery tonight.

Stay mellow and here.

Hello?

Oh, Renee.

It's me, Robert. I'm sorry. I know it's late. What is it? What's wrong?

Oh, it's R .J. He just called me, screaming at me, threatening to kill me,

threatening to kill himself.

Oh, he's out of his mind. He's just like the old days. I think he's whacked out

on drugs or something.

Okay, I'll go over there.

That's a good idea. That's a good idea.

Calm him down.

Oh, and listen, if he locks himself in like he used to do, there's a hide -a

-key under the red flower pot on the front porch.

Okay. All right, bye.

Hello. How you doing, Richie Rich?

You remember Mr. Infante, don't you?

Yes.

That's a good sign, Richie.

Very good.

You see, Mr.

Infante was balancing his checkbook today, and you know what?

I owe him some money.

Not some.

A lot.

Look out your window, Richie.

New suit. You like it?

Yeah, it's nice.

Shag, my stepfather had all my money. I... Funny.

He called Mr. Infante tonight.

Mr. Infante told him of your business difficulties.

He offered him a chance to cosign for you. Save your sorry butt. He told Mr.

Infante you're on your own.

Told us where we could find you.

He, uh, kissed you.

Adios.

Pretty dysfunctional family, if you ask me.

Chick, I don't have money. I can't get money. Get it.

I'm giving you ten minutes to make some phone calls, and then I'm coming in.

Oh, Richie, don't bleed on my suit.

I will shut you.

You're getting better.

No!

No! No!

I'm dead!

No, I'm dead! Please, God, no!

No!

Please!

He's back on drugs. He's by himself.

I'm scared to death.

Any idea where he'd go?

Not anymore.

RJ and I haven't been close in about three or four years. I don't know where

goes. I don't know who he hangs out with.

You know what I'll do? I'll check out the old circ and spread the word. See

I can find.

It's on. That could be RJ.

Dang it, I cannot find the keys.

Dang it.

Shoot.

He's got your access code.

Hi, Renee. It's Ryan McBride. Listen, I need to ask you some things about the

day your mother died. Could you give me a call at the office when you get in?

Thanks. Bye.

You got Coltrane Star 69?

Yeah. Try it.

Hello?

Hello?

That was him. That was Robert.

He's monitoring your messages.

And that means he must know about Renee hiring you guys to prove that her mom

was murdered.

Because I called and left that message.

You stay with Renee.

Hey. Hey. Hey. It's going to be okay.

It's going to be okay.

Donna. Hey.

Um, are you still going to dinner with Robert Houston?

If you need me to.

Okay, well, we think he might have used some sophisticated herbs to poison his

wife, stuff which is really difficult to trace.

Okay.

I know he's not going to volunteer any information, but I need to find out, if

you can, what he knows about that kind of stuff, or if he knows anything at

No problem. I'll see what I can do. Okay.

God, RJ.

RJ, where have you been? I have been worried sick about you. What's going on?

need money.

Why? What for?

Come on, now!

Okay, fine.

What's going on, RJ?

Playing house with my little sister again, huh, buddy?

What do you need the money for, man?

There's a pot stakes race at the river tonight.

Oh, come on, man. You're in no shape to race. You're going to get in some

serious trouble.

I'm already in serious trouble, okay?

I win the race. I can buy my way out of it.

This is not enough.

Okay, well, look, I got some rainy day stash at home.

How much you got? I got enough for two.

You can't beat me, man. You never have.

Yeah, well, maybe tonight's my night. Where's the race?

Bologna Creek.

All right.

You're in.

If I am.

Just like old times? Yeah.

Yeah, just like old times.

Call me.

Thank you, Robert. This was lovely.

I wanted it to be special.

You're the first woman I've been alone with, Sam.

How long have you been in mourning?

A week?

Six days.

Well, I hate to break your heart, but... Oh, no.

No.

I can't stay.

You can't spend the night?

How disappointing.

I have to fly to San Francisco.

Maybe I'll come along.

We could take a little side trip to Napa. That could be fun.

Not this time.

Got to put out some fires.

My late husband's relatives are on the warpath.

Why are you so surprised? You ended up with all their money.

But they hired someone.

Forensic something or other.

Trying to get a court order to exhume the body.

Are they trying to prove that you killed him?

Yeah, I think they are.

Well, I don't think you have anything to worry about.

Unless, of course, you did it.

Well, my lawyer says they can now find chemical traces in the remains for

Well, they can find man -made chemicals, but organic compounds, unless they're

in enormous amounts, are practically impossible to detect.

Like what?

Like lots of things.

I've got to go.

Call me when you get back?

Absolutely.

Hey. Hi.

What did you find out?

Scientifically speaking?

Yeah.

Nothing.

You count on L .R .B. and McBride. Mitch?

Yeah, hey, Renee, what's up? Griff and R .J., they went racing.

Where? On Bologna Creek.

Well, how long ago?

Um, a half hour ago.

I'm on my way.

R .J. is surfing.

Stone, he's going to be racing at Bologna Creek tonight.

What, in the dark?

Below those rocks? What, are you kidding?

Well, Griff's going to be babysitting him. I'm going to try and find a scarab

and hit the mouth of the creek.

I'm going to find the police, huh?

Yeah.

What's that I smell? It's... It's easy money.

And his trash.

Who is he? He's a buddy of mine.

Increasing.

Not until he buys in.

Uh -uh.

She holds.

Who else is in? Yeah, I'm in.

Get it on. Let's do it.

Wait.

Fly baby, fly.

Look out, Crip!

Wake up!

We're not going to finish this break, Tarjay!

Dr.

Alexander, call the page operator.

Sweetheart. I'm so sorry. Don't you touch me. Renee, you're upset.

My brother is dead.

And you killed him.

Easy, Renee.

No, Griff, it's true.

Honey, I wasn't even there.

It was an accident.

Oh, like Mom?

No.

I don't know how you did it, but you killed them both.

Come on, baby. Let's go.

You know what? I am going to prove it. Somehow I am going to prove it. You are

murderer!

I got it.

I got it. Can I call you right back on it?

Okay. What have you got?

Oleander.

A plant?

Yeah, it's also a poison.

It's a cardiac stimulant. It causes respiratory paralysis, then

and then death.

So she ate the poisonous food, jumped in a car, drives down the mountain, and

pow, she kicks in. Mm -hmm.

Zigging and zagging like a chicken being chased by a fox?

Well, that's why her car was swerving. She was dead before she drove off the

cliff. That's just a suspicion.

I don't think it's going to hold up in court.

That's the good news.

Our proof is in the grave.

Hi, I'm not home right now. Leave a message and I'll call you back.

was with you. Look, he's gone ballistic. He's talking crazy.

He says that your mother was murdered and that he's figured out that she was

poisoned with oleander or something.

Rene, he's talking about exhuming the coffin to get the proof of your mom

poisoned. If you see him, call me as soon as you can.

Thanks. Bye.

Stop it, Griff! Stop it!

Leave me alone, Mitch!

I know what I'm doing.

Breaking the law, that's what you're doing.

He killed her, okay? He killed Renee's mom.

The guy's gonna get away with murder.

Griff, you can't dig up a grave, man.

The only way I'm gonna prove that son of a bitch poisoned her.

All right, come on, you gotta stop it. Stop it! Stop it, or I'm gonna have to

knock you out. Mitch, if you don't like it, fine, go away. I'm doing what I've

gotta do. Stop it!

Shame on you.

I have no respect for the dead.

Poisoned her, didn't you?

Tighter than a divorce, much less expensive.

You know you can't get away with it, don't you? On the contrary, I'm two

of the way there.

With R .J. gone, that leaves only Rene between me and five million dollars.

It's a shame you had to figure it out.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna shoot both of you and bury you in the hole you just dug.

Nobody will ever find you in my beloved wife's grave.

Oh, oh!

This isn't your wife's grave, right? No. No, no, your wife's grave is over

there.

This is just, uh, some hallway type. Yeah.

You got enough?

That's plenty.

All right.

Thank you.

Wow. Nice color.

Oh, well, it's, uh, all in the wrist.

All in the wrist.

So, are you staying or going?

Three years ago, you wanted to climb Mount Everest, sail a boat across the

Pacific, walk on the Great Wall of China.

Shall I go on? No.

I remember the list.

You and me.

You're fit.

Yeah.

I know.

Finish your damn list, will ya?

If I come across you in five years, I'm not going to let you go again.

It can blow your dreams away.

There's a price you've got to pay.

You can't run in the night.

You can hear the barren call as another angel

falls.

Grace to the full of all. In the blink of an eye, the devil is watching as we

fly into the night.

you can hear the siren call as another

angel falls