All language subtitles for Tracker.2024.S03E15.WEB

Hello, hi.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, no,
sorry about that. The...

The neighbor's dog
just got into my yard. I was
just trying to do a solid.

I know, I know, my bad.
I'll call first next time.

Copy. Won't happen again.

Randy, stop apologizing.
All right?

It's fine. I'm happy to help.
It's all good.

Yeah, just wait
for Colter and let me know.
All right, bye.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

What's up? Is everything okay?

Um, one of Randy's best friends
has gone missing.

Simon Boyce.

He was under house arrest,
due for a pretrial hearing
tomorrow,

so Randy's meeting Colter
to see what's going on.

House arrest? What did he do?

Well, he was charged
with cyber hacking.

He broke into the servers
of an insurance company

and then transferred money
into client accounts.

I mean, it's a pretty
significant crime.

I'm not sure exactly
how I feel about it, but...

I mean... if the police
find out that he's missing,

it's gonna get
a lot worse for him.
They'll throw him in jail.

Yikes. It's kind of like
Robin Hood.

Anyway, I'm-- I'm totally
down to help this guy
if Randy needs it. Um...

What can I do?

For starters, if you could
grab Simon's file for me?

Um, his public defender
was absolute crap
and possibly incompetent, so...

um, also, clear
my schedule for the day.

I think I need
to jump on a flight
to Minneapolis and help.

Okay, yeah.
I'll-- I'll get you options.

Thanks.

Hey. Thanks for getting here
so fast, man.

Yeah, talk to me.

Like I told you,
my boy, Simon...

He's under house arrest,
and his mom can't
find him anywhere.

Reenie sent me the case file.

There's no record
of his ankle monitor going off.

No. No,
it's the first thing I checked.

It's still showing it's active
somewhere in the zone.

Hmm.

Fully green, no alarm,
and I'm searching,
man, but I can't find it.

-What about
his online activity?
-Nada.

He has no access to Internet.

It's court-mandated
because of his charges,

so he went full analog.

I found his flip phone
in the kitchen, looked
at his credit card...

Nothing. Nothing recent.
His car is still here.

-When was the last time
you talked to him?
-Uh, it's been a minute. Um...

He called a couple weeks ago
and he left a message.

I never got back to him.
Been a little busy.

Okay. Not your fault,
man. Come on.

Let's go. Let's get to work.
We'll find him.

Okay, his mom's inside.

Mrs. Boyce,
when was the last time
you spoke to your son?

I called him this morning
at 7:00, no answer.

And when I stopped by at 9:30
to drop off groceries,
he was gone.

Okay. And you didn't
call the police? Why?

I thought about it,
but I don't wanna make
his legal situation any worse.

So I called Randy
to see if he knew anything,

and that's when he told me
that you might be able to help.

Totally on-brand for Simon,
doing something like this.

My son has always been
impulsive.

You think there's a chance
maybe... he ran?

Maybe, but he has
a court hearing tomorrow,

and he's been pretty worried
about how that would go.

If he's a no-show,
it's gonna go bad for him.

Being cooped up here
for the last couple of months

without Internet access
has not been easy for him.

Randy, you said
you found his phone?

Yeah, yeah, here
on the kitchen table.

Anything on it?

A couple of calls
to the sheriff's department.

That's where
his supervising officer is,

-but nothing unusual.
-Hmm.

Please...
Simon is not a bad person.

You know, his heart has always
been in the right place.

Facts. Boy's always
had my back.

I can't lose my son.
He's all I have.

Yeah.

See what I can find, all right?

-Mind if I take a look around?
-Please.

Any doors open
when you arrived?

Uh, not open,
but the front door
was unlocked.

And was he allowed
to go outside?

He was. He had
full access to the backyard
and part of the front.

He's lucky. Some people
under house arrest
can't go out at all.

Hmm

Oh, this is
Simon's public defender.
I better take it.

-Follow me, will you?
-Yeah.

Okay.

Look at this.
You know what this is?

He's testing the perimeter
of his ankle monitor, isn't he?

Damn.
Total Simon move too.

He wanted to know
exactly how far he could go

without setting off the alarm.
Question is why.

There's more over here.

Hold up. Hey, Randy.

Something here.

- What you got?
- Look at that.

That's an ankle monitor,
isn't it?

- Hell yeah, it is.
- Yep.

Looks like
it's been cut here somehow
without the alarm going off.

Can I see?

Oh, yeah.

So, this chip has
a latching relay circuit on it,

kept the alarm from sounding.

He must have had ten seconds
to disconnect the monitor

and attach the chip.
It's impressive.

Is that something
he could do himself?

I don't know.

Definitely wouldn't be easy,

but what I do know
is he didn't make that chip.

For sure came
from someone else.

Hmm.

So either someone helped him...

or he was taken.

Anything off the chip?

Hmm.

- Oh, wait a minute, I see you.
- What you got?

I got a part
and a batch number.

Can you trace it?

Let me see. Okay.

The chip was part of an order
shipped to a BJH Industries.

I got an address
in Minneapolis.

-Let's go.
-All right, let's do it.

That's a hell of a lot
of security cameras.

Hell yeah.

Think you can hack in,
turn some of those off?

The cameras? Yeah.

Uh, but the dogs, that's...
that's all you, right?

I got the dogs.

Took care of the dogs too.

Yo.

You mind putting that down?

Looking for Simon Boyce.
You know where he is?

Bill, is that you?

You know this guy?

Yeah, man, it's Bill Henderson,
Simon's old shady roommate.

Recognize that
dumbass suit of armor
you got back there.

Man, put that down
'fore you hurt yourself.

What the hell
you think you're doing
breaking into my place, Rando?

Hey, look at this. See that?
It's Simon's ankle monitor.

- We know he got that chip from you.
- -Yeah?

-So?
-So?

Did you do something to him?

Nah. Simon's my boy.
Not that you'd know that.

Maybe you were afraid
your friend was gonna turn
on you at tomorrow's hearing?

Name names?
Maybe you helped him hack
into that insurance company.

Yeah, your digital fingerprints
were all over that one.

I ain't messy like that, Rando.

You get one more of those,
then I'll have to do
something about it.

-What's up?
-You know I know, fool.

-Okay, look, hey, hey.
-What's up?

You talk to us,
or you talk to the cops.
Doesn't matter to me.

You choose.

Yeah, that's a good idea, Colt.
I'm sure they'd love
to dig into

this little illegal hardware
operation you got going.

Kind of like
these mag spoofers.

You're selling these, right?
To steal credit card data?

Well, how did your chip end up
on Simon's ankle monitor?

He ordered it. What happened
after that, I don't know.

Well, Simon's missing,
man. Okay? You know
what that makes you?

That makes you guilty
for aiding and abetting.

Look, I had no idea
he was gonna use it to flee.

Man, he ordered a bunch
of things from me last week.

Unlike you, I respect
a man's digital privacy.

Whoa, where you going?

It's right here.
See for yourself.

He sent you a letter?

And cash. Via
the good ol' US Postal Service.

Old-school.

Okay, that's a drone frame.

Parts, accessories,
and a chip with
a relay circuit?

Which can be used for anything!
Hey, I just fill orders.

All right.
Let me ask you a question.

What would Simon want
with a drone?

So how's Simon controlling
the drone without Wi-Fi?

Oh, it operates
on radio frequencies.
No Wi-Fi needed.

He could've just
watched the video live
from his cell signal.

Hmm.

Where's the footage
coming from?

The company that makes
the drone camera

automatically backs up
to their cloud server.

So, like, look,
this is from five days ago.

What, he's using this drone
to spy on his neighbors?

That boy must have been
bored out of his mind.

- Look at all these files.
- Huh.

So, ho-- hold on a second.
Maybe, uh...

Yeah, maybe he saw something.
Caused him to run?

Yeah, good thinking.

Okay, here's the most recent
video from last night.

Is that a woman?

What the hell was that, man?

I don't think he ran.

He saw something
that got him in trouble.

Hey, I just got your message.
Any update on Simon?

Yeah, not good is the update.

He was using a drone
to spy on his neighbors.

-Saw a woman being kidnapped.
-What?

He call the cops?

There was an anonymous call
to the sheriff's department
last night.

I thought he was calling
his supervising officer,

but looks like
he was reporting this.

Cops checked into it,
didn't find nothing.

So either the person
who caught him took him,

or Simon removed
his ankle monitor
to help this woman.

- You think he'd actually do that?
- -Yeah.

I mean, the whole reason
he had an ankle monitor

is because he's always fighting
for the little guy.

We're on our way to the area
right now, check it out.

Hey, did you get to talk to
the county attorney
about Simon's trial?

Just about to have
a conversation with him.

Listen, I need you to work
that Reenie Greene magic, okay?

You gotta delay that hearing.

Yeah, I'm on it.
Keep you posted.

Thank you.

Hey, so, the office.
How's everything going
over there?

-Great. I mean,
Mel's a good addition.
-Hmm.

Yeah, it's good that
Reenie's got her.
You'll dig her.

What about Reenie? How's, uh...

You know, how's she...
how's she doing
with everything?

-I don't know.
-You don't know?

I...

It's just us here, man.

Okay. Look, you know
how she is. She's always
trying to be boss lady.

You know, but I'm not
gonna lie. There's been
a lot of late nights.

She took up boxing.

You ask me, she's covering up,
but... you know how Reenie is.

Yeah. Yeah.

Hi. Excuse me,

are you Jim Osmond,
the Hennepin County Attorney?

-Depends who's asking.
-Reenie Greene.

I'm the new opposing counsel
in the Boyce case.
Nice to meet you.

I take it this isn't
a chance meeting.

Well, I am filing a motion
to continue with the judge.

It'd be really helpful
if you were on board.

So you want to postpone
your client's court
appearance tomorrow?

Yeah, I'm just
taking over the case
from Simon's public defender,

and I need some time
to prepare.

Just a couple days
would really be helpful.

How'd you track me down?

Well, this is the closest
restaurant to the courthouse
with decent lunch specials,

and I might have had
my assistant call your office
asking for restaurant recs.

Ballsy.
You know that could have gone
in the opposite direction.

It could have.

So, you'll sign off
on the motion?

-I really appreciate it.
-No.

I'm not doing Simon Boyce
any favors.

Oh, come on. We both know
he did not get a fair shake
with his last lawyer.

Last year, my wife
had her identity stolen.

They drained our joint accounts
and screwed up our credit.

So, yeah, people like Simon,
no matter his reasoning,
are parasites.

And I'm gonna see
that he's punished to
the maximum the law allows.

See you tomorrow, Ms. Greene.

Not if I can help it.

Okay, this is where
Simon was flying his drone.

The truck was parked
right in front of that house.

-All right,
why don't you just stay--
-I know. I know. Stay here.

-Just hang tight.
I'll be right back.
-Yeah, I'll be here.

Sit tight. Tell me
to sit tight. This ain't
my first rodeo, okay? I...

Come on. Got it.

All right.
What's the address here?

- Can I help you?
- Huh?

Yes, um...

Hi, I'm... I'm neighborhood
cleanup. Yeah.

Leave the place
looking better than how you
found it, my mom always says.

You looking for that drone?
Damn thing was looking
into our windows.

Really?

Yeah, buddy. So, you
one of them cyber perverts?

-Huh? What?
-Recording videos
for your TikToks?

Monetizing folks'
private moments.
I'm gonna call the cops.

No, no, no, no,
don't call anybody.
I'm...

Look, I'm looking
for my friend, okay?

He went missing,
and I think the drone
belongs to him.

He could be in trouble.

Drone's in the house.
I was gonna trash it.

No, no, no, no.

Would you mind if I came in
and took a look at it?

It really could help me
find him.

-Yeah, okay.
-Thanks.

Here you go.
Hit a tree, I think.

Let's see.

Bingo.

Your missing friend,
what's his name?

Uh. His name is Simon.

Simon Boyce.

-That's a perv name.
-Hey, yo.

He's not like that, okay?

He's lived in this neighborhood
over ten years.

Well, I ain't seen him around.

Let me see if I can find you
a trash bag for that mess.

So you think
this friend of yours
is in some kind of trouble?

Could be.

You didn't happen to see
a dark pickup truck last night,

parked a couple of houses down?

You know what?
Yeah. Yeah, I did.

Damn truck always parking
on the street, blocking
the garbage cans on trash days.

-Any idea who
the owner of the truck is?
-No.

I've seen his ugly face around,
but, uh... I don't know
the guy's name.

Damn.

Okay.

Thinking the owner of the truck
kidnapped a woman
and Simon saw it.

You're kidding.

How do you know all this?

-I saw the drone footage.
-Oh.

- That's crazy.
- A kidnapping in this neighborhood?

Yeah, the world's
a crazy place.

- I wouldn't do that.
- Oh!

Don't move.

Whoa, whoa.
Hey, hey, man. Take it easy.
I'm unarmed. I'm unarmed!

Randy, you all right?

Yeah, now.

All right, come here.

-Find something
to tie this guy up with.
-Yeah.

-If he wakes up,
hit him with this.
-Okay.

Where's Simon?

Don't know. Honest.

What about the girl?

She escaped, and thank God,
'cause she was psycho
and mean as a snake.

Called me names
and bit my damn arm.

Stone had to stab her
in the leg just to get her
off of me, so...

-Your partner is Stone?
-Yeah.

Randy, you find anything?

-Yeah, I got his phone.
-All right.

-Where were you
keeping the girl?
-In the basement.

-Show me.
-Okay, yeah. Here.

Over here.

I swear, man,
this was all Stone's idea.

He said he needed a place
to stash something,
offered to pay me 10K.

This your place?

It's my cousin's place.
I'm house-sitting.

Watering the plants,
feeding the gecko,
that kind of thing.

Anyways, I didn't realize
it was gonna be a woman
Stone was stashing here.

Before I knew it, I was all
jumped into this kidnap thing.

Um, just so you know,
this is my first and last time.

Who was she?

All I know is
her name is Bruna.

Stone grabbed her,
spur of the moment,

said her rich husband
was gonna pay a big fat ransom.

-Easy-peasy, right? Wrong.
-He didn't pay you.

No, man, he refused.
Now I'm stuck cleaning
up the mess.

You know, I-- I'm essentially
a non-violent person.
I do yoga.

I was gonna open up
my own stereo repair shop

-with the money Stone
was going to pay me.
-How long has she been gone?

Since this morning.

Come with me.

-Stay right there. Don't move.
-Yeah, yeah.

This lock's busted
from the outside. She didn't...

She didn't leave on her own.
She had help. Someone took her.
Come on. Go.

Okay, yeah.

All right, let me get
this straight.

Simon breaks out of
his ankle monitor this morning,

goes over to the for-sale house
like we did, looking
for the woman.

-She's not there, right?
-Mm-hmm

So he flies a drone
trying to figure out
where she is,

finds out she's being
held here.

So, okay,
this random dude, Simon,

came out of nowhere to help
that witch escape.
Why would he do that?

He's not some random dude,
okay? He's my friend,
and that's just who he is.

But you didn't see him
come in or out of the house?

No, just the drone spying
on us out there. Heard it crash
into the tree this morning.

Went to see if
we could find out
who was flying it.

When Stone and I got back,
the place was empty
and she was just gone.

All right,
I got something
off Stone's phone.

Check it out.

Please listen to them.

You have to pay them,
pay them whatever they want.

They hurt me...
...and they're gonna kill me

if you don't do what they say.
Please, baby.

That video, that go
to her husband?

Pretty sure, but that was
all Stone's department.

Looks like it went
to a burner phone.

Text message came
with the video. "You have
24 hours to pay or she's dead."

Look at the response.

-Yeah. "Go ahead and kill her."
-Oh.

Cold, man.
He's not even trying
to run out the clock.

Can you get a location
on that phone?

Yeah.

No. Burner went dead
after the message was sent.

Look, man, if Simon rescued
the woman, where are they?
He should be home already.

Hmm.

- Maybe something happened.
- Come on.

See if you can get an ID
on that woman,
the, uh, the biter.

Yeah.

All right.

Hey.

-How long have I been out?
-A few hours.

- Your leg wound's
still bleeding.

I really think
you should go to a hospital.

I told you we're
not doing that.

Those kidnappers could find me
there. That's the first place
they'll look.

Okay. But I'm
really worried about you.
You were passed out.

-I was just napping.
-No, I don't...
I don't think so.

You've lost a lot of blood.

I'm advising
we get you to a doctor,
or call your husband.

No, we're not doing
either one of those things.

Everything will be fine.
I just need to rest.

I really need to get home.

Just...
Just stay with me.

Please don't leave me. Please.

Dude, thanks for coming, man.
I didn't know who else to text.

Bro, people
are looking for you.

Wait, like the cops?

No, but Randy's back in town
with some guy.
You're holed up here?

Randy?

Yo.

Whose place is this?

It's hers.

What the hell?

Look, I really got to get back
before the cops get involved,

but she's hurt pretty bad.
Need your help.

Simon, she needs
more than a first-aid kit, man.

No. We gotta call
an ambulance, man.

You see what happens
when you don't listen?

Reenie, did you get my message?

Yeah, I hope you're wrong
about the ID on this woman.

No, I'm positive
that's Bruna Pryor.

Then this is bad news,

because she is married
to a Leon Pryor,

big fentanyl dealer,
active in three states.

I spoke to my DEA contact,

and he said that
they've been chasing him
for over two years now.

They haven't been able
to find his location

after he shot
an undercover agent at one
of their stash houses in Omaha.

Okay, so they're still active.

They just packed up,
moved everything
to Minneapolis.

Yeah.

Well, explains why
I couldn't find Bruna
at any of the local hospitals.

She's hiding
from law enforcement.

And maybe she's
hiding from her husband
if he's trying to kill her.

So where does
that leave Simon?

Maybe she's holding him
hostage somewhere...

Reenie, do the Pryors
have any associates
here in Minneapolis?

No, none on the DEA's radar,
but that doesn't mean anything.

Okay, can you
send me the report
on that stash house raid?

They are already
in your inboxes.

I'm checking.

You got it?

-Got it. All right.
-Thank you.

Look to see if you can
find the address.

The stash house,
see if you can find anything.

All right. This leads
to a James and Mary Smith.

Alias.

Two of the most common names
in the US, no doubt.

Are there any properties
here in Minneapolis with
those two names on 'em?

I'm looking. I'm looking.

Lots of James Smith,
but only one listed to
a James and Mary Smith,

-and it's a short-term
leased apartment.
-All right, come on.

-Could be the one. Let's go.
-All right. Got the address.

Okay, go get Simon
before tomorrow morning.

And hey, I hit a roadblock
with that county attorney,

- but I'm gonna try and stall the judge.
- -Okay, Reenie.

I told you not to call anyone.

He was my friend!
He was here to help you!

I'm sorry. I really am.
But what's done is done.

Uh!

You're the one
who took my phone
when I was sleeping

and texted your dumb friend
when I told you I didn't
need any help.

But I'm really gonna need
you to follow directions
better, Simon.

Look, I don't...
I don't know who you are.

Okay, and I don't...
I don't care what you're into.

Okay, I really, really need
to get back. You don't...
You don't understand.

Oh, I understand perfectly.

You want to leave
an injured woman alone
to fend for herself?

That's not very gentlemanly
of you.

Please, please don't...
please don't shoot me.

I'm not gonna shoot you
unless you do anything
stupid again.

Are you gonna do
anything stupid again, Simon?

Mm-mmm.

Good boy.

It's time to meet my husband.

Eh.

Yeah, this is the place.

All right,
I can bypass the system.
I just gotta find the USB port.

- Hello.
- Hey, got a package for you.

Bypassed.

How did-- Or we can do that.

-Randy.
-Yeah, what is it?

Ugh! Come on, man.

What the hell is
Bill doing here, man?

Looks here like
Simon sent him a text asking
him to come here to help.

Then why would they kill him?

Simon didn't do that.
He wouldn't do that.
They're friends.

Well, hold on a second.
Simon didn't really know
who Bruna was, right?

So maybe she convinced him
to come here.

You think she killed Simon too?

I don't think she did, no.
I think she still needs
him for something.

What is it? What are you
looking for? What--

He's got no keys.
They have his car.
We have to find it. Let's go.

You gonna tell me
where we're going?

I already told you.
To see my husband.

Me and Leon are gonna
have a little talk about
why he didn't pay my ransom.

Maybe... Maybe it was
for a good reason.

Yeah, the reason is
he wanted me dead.

Hell of a lot cheaper
than a divorce.

So he arranged to kidnap you?

Leon?

He's not that smart,

just lucky.

And those idiots, they thought
they were gonna get
a quick payday

and grabbed me
when I was leaving
the jewelry store.

Whatever's going on
with you and your husband,

it has nothing to do with me.

You chose to get involved.

This is crazy. I saved you.

Which is why you're not dead,

-but you will be
if you keep whining.
-Okay.

Okay, okay.

Look, I'm a hacker.

Okay, I can get you
whatever you want.
Just... Just let me go.

Just shut up and drive.

Looks like they're a couple
of miles ahead of us.

Yep.

Wait a minute.
They're slowing down.

Think they're pulling
in somewhere.

Okay, looks like
it's a warehouse
near the airport.

Belongs to a James Smith?

Let's find out.

Bingo, that's
the name on the lease.
Gotta be Leon Pryor.

Bruna's headed for her husband.
He didn't pay her ransom.

He wants her dead.
All right, here we go.

Okay.

Drive closer.

Keep going.

Pull in.

That's Leon.

What now?

Hi, honey.

Sweetheart.

Where have you been?

You son of a bitch!

You were gonna let me die!
You told them to kill me!

Oh, no, no, no, no.
You got it all wrong.

Don't tell me
Simon's in that car, man.

Wait here.

Sweetie, that was a little bit
of an overreaction.

What a shame.

No. No, baby, please.

Don't move.

Don't move.

-He's in the car.
See if he's okay.
-Right, right, right.

Hey, you okay?

-Randy?
-Yeah.

What are you doing here?

What do you mean?
I'm saving your ass.
What's it look like?

Whoa, hey. I got you. Huh?
Okay. You all right?

-Yeah.
-Yeah?

Yeah, I think so.

Damn.

Who's he?

-It's my boy Colter.
-Awesome.

Is he all right?

Yeah.

Get him to the truck.
Call an ambulance
for her, will you?

Yeah, you got it.

Simon, help me.
Simon, please, help me.

I think he's helped you enough.

Bro, I still can't believe
you did all this for me.

What are you talking about?
You would do the exact
same thing.

-I do have
one question, though.
-Hmm?

- What the hell were
you thinking, man?
- I know.

-What?
-I don't know, man.
Bored, I guess.

Look, maybe I thought
about my mom

when I saw Bruna tied up
in the back of that truck.

You know, that I'd want
someone to help her
if she were in trouble.

I get that.

Gonna think twice
next time I do a good deed.

No, man.

I think there
should be more people
like you in the world.

I'm sorry that
I didn't hit you back
when you called me.

It's all good.

'Cause you showed up
when it counts.

No doubt.

- Hey, um...
- Hi.

It's not much, but I wanted to
give you a little something

for bringing Simon home.

Oh, thank you,
but I can't take that.

A friend of Randy's
is a friend of mine,
so it's on the house.

Well, I can't thank you enough.
Would you like to
stay for dinner?

Thank you, I would,
but, uh, I gotta hit the road.

Okay.

Thanks again.

-Be good, all right?
Stay out of trouble.
-Thank you.

-You got it.
-Hey, Colt.

Yeah.

Thank you, man.
I mean, you saved Simon,
but you saved my life too.

I, uh... I swear I'm gonna
find a way to repay you,
some kind of way--

We're good.

We're good. All right?
Come here. We're good.

Thank you, man.

-You stay out of
trouble too, all right?
-I'll try.

Colter?

Reenie, hey. How'd it go
with the judge?

Uh, yeah, good news.

Because of Simon's help
in taking down Leon
and Bruna Pryor,

they're giving him
a postponement
on his court date

and a possible plea deal, so...

Okay. That's great.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

What are you really
doing here? Come on.

What do you mean?

I mean, this could have been
a call or a text.

Oh, everyone calls
and texts nowadays.

What happened to face-to-face
conversations between friends?

You know, I miss those days.

-You're checking in on me.
-No, no, no,
I wouldn't do that.

-I'm not checking in on you.
-It's exactly what
you're doing.

-Then what are you doing?
-I'm a little concerned is all.

-Why?
-If I'm being honest,

you seem a little
preoccupied lately.

People are worried.

People.
What, Randy say something to you?

Not really. Just, you know,
he said you were working
a lot of hours.

He said you took up boxing.

Okay, first of all,
boxing is an excellent
cardio-heavy activity--

You okay?

That's why I came here.

To make sure you're okay.

I'm fine.

Good.

If you're not gonna talk to me,
can we at least, uh,
go for a walk?

- Right now?
- Right now. Let's go.

I saw a diner down the road.
Looked pretty nice,
great patio.

-You're lucky I'm peckish.
-Yeah? I'm buying.