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-Do you have a bathroom?

Thanks.

-It's down the hall.

-Hey grandma.

-Hey yourself.

Been a while.

-Ya I know.

-Victoria, you stink of beer and gasoline.

-It was a long drive.

-Ah ha.

You gonna tell me what's going on?

-Someday.

-Someone's looking for you.

So you staying or just passing through?

-I dunno.

-You break the law?

-No.

-You didn't call.

-My phone was dead.

-Ha.

Either you tell me what you need or whether north Dakota jails

have special visiting hours.

-I had to leave williston.

-Why?

-I'm broke.

And I owe forty thousand.

-That all?

-Bank took my business, froze my accounts,

and locked me outta my house.

-Anything else?

-There is nothing else.

All I got is this car and the clothes on my back.

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-Did you pawn it?

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Well, then.

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-I'm hungry.

Want yours scrambled?

-Yes please with cheese.

-Crack four in the bowl.

Save the shells.

-I know, for the coffee.

-So, what are you're plans?

-I dunno.

Twin cities.

Maybe Chicago.

-Or you could stay here.

Who's Troy?

Saw his name on your phone.

Can't run forever ya know.

-I got few options.

-You could ... ask Arthur.

Tell me you haven't thought about it?

-A little.

-Ah huh.

That suit's gotta be clean.

Don't want my grand daughter talking to her rich father

looking shabby.

Crumbled the cheese first.

-I know.

-Then do it.

Stir.

-May I help you?

-No I ....

-Are you here to see Mr. Borglund?

-Yes.

-Arthur or Evan?

-Arthur.

-And your name?

-Victoria schaffer.

-I'm sorry I don't see your name on his calendar today.

Did you have an appointment?

-No.

-Well his schedule is full today.

Would you like to leave a number?

-Well, could you...

Can you see that he gets this please?

-Of course Ms. Schaffer ...

And may I ask the reason for your visit?

-Trucks.

-Ok I'll let him know.

-All right. Thank you.

-You're welcome.

So how'd it go?

He was busy.

I left my card.

-Oh well.

It was a long shot.

-No, I will not take your money.

-So what are you going to do?

-Sell the car, buy a bus ticket.

-Well, you're not going to sell it today.

So tonight, how 'bout you bend an elbow with your ol' grandma?

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-Still drink beer I hope.

-Still dance with men I hope.

-Most every dance. Smartass.

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-My lord Freda.

She's pretty enough to be a beauty queen.

You look so much like your mother.

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You went bust out there didn't you?

-Cass.

-Was that a secret?

Saw her car in your driveway.

-I hit a bump in the road.

-More like a twelve-point buck.

-Hello beautiful.

-Hello handsome.

What do you got there?

-My shoe disintegrated.

Do you have any tape?

-Think I do.

-Mark, this is my granddaughter Victoria.

-Nice to make your acquaintance.

-Hello.

-Here you go Mark.

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-Ah, great tune.

Mark, dance?

-Now?

-Afraid you can't keep up?

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-Now there's a man and a half.

-How she know him?

-He's a regular, the local cop.

I don't know about you, but I love the smell of a man.

-He's wearing one shoe.

-I think it's cute.

-I don't.

-So your mom and ol' man borglund huh?

-That was a long time ago.

-Ain't no expiration date on son-of-a-bitch sweetheart.

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-That's how it's done.

-You had way too much fun.

-Howdy.

-Hi. How can I help you?

-Name's Troy.

-Andy.

-Nice to meet you Andy.

-Nice to meet you Troy.

What can I do for you today?

-Well my girlfriend and I had a spat a while back.

-Sorry to hear that.

-Not to get into details, she took off a couple days back,

and I'm fixin' to find her.

Her mother and I are worried sick.

-What does she look like?

-Ya might remember her car more than ya'd remember her.

She's an old blue t-bird.

Here.

-Oh ya.

-Ya what?

-I remember her, not the car.

She was here a couple of days ago.

-Dang.

Thank god.

Which way she headin'?

-Ah, ya know I didn't notice.

Mavis you see which way she went?

-Who?

-That young pretty girl in the old thunderbird.

A couple of days ago?

-Oh ah.

No, didn't notice.

She was quite the mess.

-Ya she looked like she'd been partying pretty hard.

Sorry, not my place to judge.

-No offence taken partner.

Well, guess I'm heading back on the road again.

Ma'am.

-Say, how much for a postcard?

-They're two fifty a piece.

-I'll take two.

'Like to collect souvenirs from towns I've never been.

-Bam ... bem ... how do you say this town's name?

-Be-mid-ji.

-Be-mid-ji.

-Say where are you from?

-Houston, Texas.

-Heh.

Gets a bit colder up here than it does down there huh?

-You can say that again.

Well, ya'll have a nice day now.

-Sonja.

Father in?

-It shouldn't be more than a few minutes.

-... and this quarter will show another loss.

As the fleet ages, the costs go up.

What do you want to do?

-Excuse me.

Evan would like a word.

-In a minute.

-There's some diversification options, we could try all those.

We could also alter the fee schedule.

-Let's pick this up later.

-Arthur, we need to start talking about downsizing.

-Thank you Ms. Freely.

-It's so good to have her home.

-It's a Minnesota number.

-Then it ain't trouble.

Answer it.

-M.s. Industries, how can I help you?

-Hello Mr. Borglund.

-Yes.

I know the corner.

Three thirty works for me.

I'll see you then.

-[Whispering hello Mr. Borglund.

Hello Mr. Borglund.

Oh god.

Go to hell Mr. Borglund.

-Mr. Borglund.

-Victoria.

You ... you look so much like ...

Please sit.

-So now, to what do I owe this distinct pleasure?

-My mother.

-Sonja, is he ...?

-Sorry he's out.

I expect him back by four thirty.

-Where is he? -Out.

-Those were tough times Victoria.

My wife Louise was dying of cancer.

My business partner Jonathan was struggling with an alcohol

and cocaine addiction.

-And then, your mother told me, about you.

I did what I could.

I know I should have done more.

She was a very special woman, your mother.

I'm so happy you're back.

I'm not trying to be your father.

I know that moment has passed.

But I'm going to make an effort,

for your sake and the sake of your mother's memory.

How can I help you?

-What are you doing here?

What do you want?

I know it's you Victoria.

-Come in.

-You wouldn't believe who I just saw.

Victoria schaffer.

-Schaffer. Ya, I know.

-You ... you what now?

-She contacted me and I spoke with her.

-About what?

-Business.

-Well, I'm surprised you talked to her.

-Well you better get use to seeing her.

-And why's that sir?

-Because I'm undoubtedly going to be speaking with her again.

And you're undoubtedly going to be seeing her again.

-We've all ready given them more than enough.

She's a bad seed.

-Evan have you been drinking?

-No.

-Evan, we'll talk about this later.

-What did Ms. Freely say?

-Who else have you been talking to?

-I'm in agreement with her.

We need to downsize.

It's like you always say, know your customer,

know your product.

-Evan, who else have you been talking to?

-Stop trying to do my job.

And just do yours.

-Yes sir.

-Well, what happened?

-Arthur invited me to his house tonight.

-Really?

What for?

-To talk to his board of directors.

Victoria!

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-The transportation of goods from coast to coast not to

mention the cost of oil...

-There are thousands of miles that borglund trucks cover.

-So...

-So!

Since when does the board meet without me?

-Evan...

-And what is she doing here?

-You're drunk.

-I've been your operations manager for ten years, keeping

those trucks moving in every kind of weather.

I even have some ideas on how to improve things.

You wanna hear them?

No.

But she comes in and you all treat her like she's family.

-Evan! Stop!

-Well, she's no family of mine.

-Evan, let's get some coffee?

-Well...

Evan was right about one thing.

The winters are brutal both here in duluth and on the

north Dakota prairie.

And for that reason m.S. Industries has a

24-hour maintenance facility providing

around the clock service to its customers.

You keep your product moving, you'll keep your customer happy.

-Arthur, where did you find this young talent?

-She's my daughter.

-Melinda?

Arthur?

-I'm all right.

It's just been a long day.

-Arthur, go see your doctor tomorrow.

-I will.

I will.

Thank you.

Thank you for coming.

You have a good night.

-Say, later we need to talk.

Evan's drinking is a problem.

-I'll handle it.

Thank you my friend.

-All right.

-Good night. Thank you for coming.

Good night.

You handled it good.

-Thank you.

You did such a beautiful job.

Thank you.

-You're welcome.

Ok I'll see you later.

-Great job Melinda.

-What?

No.

No, Arthur, I'm Victoria.

-Are you o.K.?

Arthur?

-That necklace ... I gave that to Melinda.

Victoria ... I want you to come work for me.

-What?

-I need ... see ... I ah ... Evan is ...

-Because Evan is adopted?

-Yes.

-Didn't think I knew?

-No.

-Does Evan even know?

-No.

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I want you to fire him.

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All this can be yours some day Victoria.

Come work with me.

-Before it was for you now it's with you.

-I'm sick.

I can't let him get his hands on my company.

He'll ruin everything I've built.

-Your company more important to you than your own son?

-You're mine.

He's Jonathan's.

-I'm yours?

-I'm ... I'm sic ... you're family.

I'm family?

No, no.

You'll turn your back on me just like you did Evan.

Keep your money Arthur.

I'm leaving town, and you can go to hell.

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-Please.

-You left early.

-Yes sorry.

I can't talk now.

I'll call you later.

-Sade wants to say hello.

-All right.

-Daddy?

-Hi honey.

I'll see you tonight okay?

Be good?

-Okay. Bye daddy.

-Detective dupree?

-Good morning officer.

-The medical examiner is waiting for you sir.

-Officer, have you ever been in a bootlegger's house?

-Ah ... bootlegger sir?

-Prohibition.

-Ah ... I'm not sure detective.

-You have now.

-Did you take a peek at the body?

-No sir.

They're upstairs in the bedroom.

-Scale, proportion, detail, early ornamental cube.

-Ya, it's a nice old house.

-Did you take shop in high school?

-Yup I did.

-You sound like it.

-Left at the top of the stairs detective.

-Thank you officer.

-Good morning Sidney.

-Morning rennie.

-What do you have for me?

-Mr. ... Arthur borglund ..

-Excuse me, have you seen my second?

-Not yet.

Arthur borglund, 72 year old Caucasian male.

And by the look of the body...

-Sorry I'm late.

-Please do not interrupt.

Continue Sidney.

-I'd say that Mr. Borglund did not die in his sleep.

-The pillow?

-That'd be my first thought.

Care for the time of death?

-Yes please.

-Temperature, rigor mortis, I'd estimate 3 A.M.

Give or take an hour.

Mr. Borglund had the usual array of prescriptions for

a man of his age.

I don't see anything potent there.

-Thank you.

-There's a little more.

The boys downtown have taken a special interest in this.

I had three calls on the way over here.

-Ah.

The death of a rich old white man tends to have that effect

on the department.

-Let me when you're finished.

I'll pick up the body.

-Thank you Dr. Sidney.

-Detective dupree, I'm Mark sorensen...

Sorry I'm late.

They were shorthanded downtown.

-Detective is there anything I can assist you with?

-Officer sorensen, where are your people from?

-My people?

-Your heritage?

Your parents, grandparents, where are they from?

-Ah ... scandinavia, I don't know?

-I'm native American.

Ojibwa.

-Ah ... yes sir?

-We were here before you.

Don't ever be late again.

-No sir.

-Is this your first homicide?

-Ah yes sir.

-Good.

I will not ignore your inquiries,

but I'd prefer you observe first, ask questions second.

Please take good notes.

Anything of this scene jump out at you?

-Pillow's been moved.

-Good.

My people made birch bark canoes, harvested wild rice.

What did your people do?

-Ikea?

-Good.

Officer sorensen do you sail?

-You mean like boats? No.

No, but I run.

-North shore?

-Occasionally.

-Do you know if the family is still in the house?

-Yes, they're in the study.

-Good.

Let's go talk with them so they may go about their day.

-Do you know any Minnesota history?

-In 6th grade we took a field trip to the

capital in Saint Paul.

-Stunning rotunda.

Did you also read the song of hiawatha?

-I ... I don't recall.

-By the shores of gitche gumee by the shining big-sea-waters,

stood the wigwam of nokomis daughter of the moon, nokomis.

-Oh ya, I remember that.

-May I suggest you read it again?

-You may.

-Good.

-Good morning.

I'm detective dupree.

This is officer sorensen.

-I'm Evan borglund.

This is our secretary Sonja jonhausen.

-Was it his heart?

-That has yet to be determined ma'am.

When was the last time either of you saw Mr. Borglund?

-Last night.

I shouldn't have ...

-Evan.

Last night Arthur, Mr. Borglund,

was entertaining his board of directors.

I neglected to invite Evan and he arrived,

upset that he wasn't included.

-I'll need a list of those guests.

-Of course.

-Did Mr. Borglund entertain often?

-Occasionally, once a month.

-Did he share the house with anyone?

-No he lived alone.

I have help come in once a week to help clean

and cook a few meals.

-Was the help here last night?

-No.

I took care of everything.

-I noticed a surveillance camera on the front of the house.

Are there others?

-Four.

-Sorry to ask, but did Mr. borglund have any enemies

that would wish to do him harm?

-I ... I don't understand?

-It's a standard question ma'am, in every investigation.

-No.

-Mr. Borglund?

-Yes?

-What was the purpose of your visit this morning?

-Father doesn't drive any more.

I pick him up in the morning and drop him off at night.

It's our time to talk.

-When did you arrive this morning?

-Seven.

-Could you retrace your steps for me sir?

-Sure.

I opened the door and called out to father.

He's usually in the kitchen having his coffee.

When he didn't answer I checked the kitchen.

He wasn't there.

I called upstairs, he didn't answer.

I walked up and ... I called 911 and then Sonja.

-Are any valuables missing?

-I haven't checked.

-There's an inventory in the safe.

-We'll need that list.

-'Course.

-Who would benefit from Mr. Borglund passing?

-Excuse me?

-His shares transfer to a trust administered by the

borglund board of directors.

-What now?

-The same board members entertained here last night?

-Yes.

-Sonja?

Really?

-Evan, those were your father's wishes.

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-Who all has the keys to the house?

-Myself, Evan, and Arthur.

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-We'll need to secure the house until the

investigation is complete.

The computer will be removed for evidence.

-Is that really necessary?

-I'm afraid so.

Does that pose a problem?

-No, no of course not.

-Detective, do you think that my father was ...

-It's unknown at this moment how your father died.

Thank you for your time.

And sorry for your loss.

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-Good morning thank you for joining US.

We have some sad news to report:

Arthur borglund has been found dead.

For decades a pillar of the duluth community,

borglund was president and c.E.O. Of borglund shipping.

The company began as borglund and Klaus but was renamed after

the untimely death of borglund's partner Jonathan Klaus, in 1986.

Arthur borglund is survived by ...

-That's enough of that Victoria.

-Freda!

-Detective, check your in-box.

You're going to want to see this.

-There's Ms. Jonhausen...

... there's schaeffer,

the borad members entering the house...

... and a little while later...

-Hm.

Six in, six out.

-Well kind of.

It's right here.

-Hm.

Every shore has a mate.

Every mate has a shore.

-I'm sorry, what did you say?

-It's from an old sailing poem.

Every shore has its mate and every mate has a shore.

-What does that mean?

-It means when you set sail from one shore, you'll find another.

And it also mean every sailor has a favorite port.

-Are you saying Ms. Jonhausen is Mr. Borglund's ...

Shore?

-Perhaps. Who's next?

-There's Evan, Ms. Jonhausen, and then ...

-... our guys, Dr. Sidney, myself, then you.

-What makes you say that this house was owned by a bootlegger?

-Minnesota history Mr. Sorensen.

The north shore wasn't as active as lake Michigan,

but illegal alcohol did flow from Canada to Minnesota.

-Excuse me.

Detective dupree here.

Dr. Sidney.

Yes.

-Thank you Dr. Sidney.

Official pronouncement, death by asphyxiation.

-So are we looking at the murderer here?

-Possibly.

-Got that rabbit that's been feasting on my vegetables.

-Ya. What did you use?

-Twenty-two.

-Ya. Clean shot?

-I'm gonna buy me a night scope.

-What?

-That's when they come out.

Can't shoot 'em if you can't see 'em.

-I should put some chicken wire around my tomatoes.

-Ah.

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Here she is.

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-It's a nice day.

-Yes it is.

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-Do you want me to leave?

-No, don't worry.

You're good.

-How can you talk about tomatoes?

-It's life dear.

It goes on.

Now are these tears for you or are they for Arthur?

-I dunno.

It's unforgivable what that son-of-a-bitch did to mom.

Didn't you hate him?

-Maybe.

But I loved her.

Her choice to have you, to raise you.

I supported her one hundred percent.

I'll support you one hundred percent whatever you want to do.

-I think I'm leaving town.

-Then leave.

-Wait, wait, wait.

Why would you tell her to leave town?

-She owes forty thousand dollars and she doesn't have it.

-And Arthur was going to give it to her?

-He was going to buy my company.

With the money I'd pay off Troy and start again.

-Well if Arthur liked your idea maybe Evan will?

-It's better than running.

-Maybe.

-Mr. Sorensen have you completed your list?

-No sir. Not yet.

-Then I'll see you in a while.

-Hello Evan.

Thank you for meeting me.

Would you like some coffee?

It's on me.

-What do you want?

-I thought we should talk.

It's been a while.

I'm so sorry to hear about Arthur's passing.

-Thank you.

-I don't mean for this to be adversarial.

-O.k.

What should we talk about?

-My company in north Dakota ...

-Oh, o.K.

How much?

-Remember when we use to play together as kids?

The two of US chasing each other around the house.

I enjoyed that.

We were family.

-Victoria, I admire you.

Rising up from minimum wage, starting your own company,

you made something and made something of yourself.

-Thank you.

-So it didn't work out.

Many companies run by experienced professionals

get into trouble and fail.

It's no reflection on your abilities.

Just next time don't fail.

Think of it ... as experience.

-My visit last night was not what you think.

I don't want his office and everyone knows that you do.

Whatever it's worth,

I'll put in a good word for you, big brother.

After all I am family.

-And in exchange for this good word?

-I'm in debt.

And not the kind you get from a bank.

-How much?

-Forty thousand dollars.

-'Could always sell your necklace.

-By when?

-Consider it ... a loan.

I will pay you back every penny.

-He's gone little sister.

I'm in charge now.

-I know.

Is that a yes?

-I'll think about it.

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-Yes?

-Detective dupree?

-Rennie?

-Yes.

-You have a visitor.

Forgive me, what's your name?

-Mark sorensen.

-It's Mark sorensen.

-Sade.

Milk stays in the kitchen.

-Hello.

We're making spaghetti.

-Are you the chef?

-No silly, daddy is.

-Sade, kitchen please.

-Come on sade.

Careful now, don't spill.

-Okay.

-I finished my list.

-This could have waited until tomorrow.

-I ... I thought it was important.

-I'll take it.

-Yes sir.

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-Hello handsome.

-Hi cass.

-Beer?

-Everything o.K.?

-Ya. I'm fine.

Hey Vicki.

-It's Victoria.

Hey yourself.

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-What do you think of Mark?

-He's not my type.

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-And what type is that?

Handsome, employed, and a gentleman?

♪

-You don't talk to him soon I will.

-Don't do so on my account.

-Wasn't planning to sister.

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♪

-Ya know I read somewhere that little girls usually marry men

like their fathers.

There's your chance to break the habit.

-Hello Victoria.

-Rose.

-You're grandmother's something else.

-See ya Mark.

-See ya Rose.

See ya Zoey.

♪

-Hey.

Wanna dance?

-No,

... but I'll take a walk.

-Okay.

♪

-You said a walk.

-How about a ride?

-Smoke?

-No thank you.

-Do you mind?

-Go right ahead.

My boss has a little girl.

She is so cute.

I think I'd like one someday.

-You know you don't buy them.

-Really?

Good to know.

-This is so ...

Thanks, I'm gonna go.

-What's your hurry?

Leaving town?

-Who told you?

-No one.

Oh my god. You are so ...

-What? What am I?

-You're like your grandmother.

And I like her a lot.

-Then why don't you just...

-What ... marry her?

Is that what you were going to say?

Then, you'd be my granddaughter.

That's kinda sick don't you think?

I was thinking the other way around: Marry you...

And then she could be my grandmother.

-That's kinda sick too.

-Okay.

Wow, my day was crap.

Hey how was your day?

Crap?

All I'm looking for here is something that's not crap

before I call it a night.

Let's go for ride.

-Why?

-I'm wanna to show you something.

-What?

It's just a ride.

-Please, please get in the car?

Please?

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♪

-I don't think we should be here.

-It's okay.

I know the owner.

-So...

... what was it you wanted to show me?

-Oh god.

Maybe this was a mistake.

-You're too good for me.

-What?

-What do you mean good?

Cuz I'm a cop?

-No being a cop is what you do.

Being good is something you've always been.

-So you like bad boys then?

-I've known a few.

-Know any now?

What is wrong with Zoey or Rose?

-There's something missing in my life.

And I think...

-Mark, I'm leaving town.

-So is this goodbye?

Yah it is.

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-I'm not going to ask if I can see you again.

-If you see me here it's just where I jog.

See me at the bar it's where I go to unwind.

-Okay.

-Okay.

Did you ever read the song of hiawatha?

-Ya, longfellow.

Why?

-No reason, I was just curious.

Ah shit.

-What?

-We forgot your boots.

-Forget them.

-Howdy Vicki.

Remember me?

-I'm calling it a night.

-What's your rush?

Give them some time.

You need to give me a ride home.

Remember?

-J.p.

Yup. She's right here.

Yup.

We'll be here.

Sure.

Yup.

K...

-Ouch.

-Want one?

Pick 'em up.

Five-card draw.

Queens are wild.

Just like you.

Pretty little girl from the trailer park.

Dealer takes three.

-That's all you are and all you'll ever be.

-Wanna bet?

-Don't really care darling.

I'm just the cowpoke hired to round up strays.

You pat?

-I bet forty thousand.

-Now that is funny.

Pick up your cards.

-You taking me back to williston?

-Not my choice Vicki.

Bet you a cigarette.

-What would you do with ten thousand dollars?

Go back to Houston?

-Ha.

Vegas baby.

Vegas.

First stop, her house.

Pick up your cards.

-If you take me to my brother I'll pay you ten thousand.

Deal?

-You're bluffing.

Ya ain't got shit.

-Double down and you'll find out.

-Vicki darling, you don't know who you're dealing with.

If not for that mad dog j.P., you and I'd be knocking boots

right here, just like you and your boyfriend did.

Dang girl you're beautiful, but I won't gamble with j.P.

Now pick up your cards.

-Coward.

-Good morning Mr. Sorensen.

-Morning sir.

-I read your research last night.

Sit.

-I have more.

-Sit.

-The forensics report of the pillow is on your desk.

They found hairs.

They're consistent with that of the deceased.

Nothing was found missing from the house.

It was purchased by a bootlegger in 1923.

And Arthur borglund had a business partner,

Jonathan Klaus.

-And where is he?

-He died of an overdose in '86.

-And this leads you to what?

-I'm not sure sir.

Everyone on my list has an alibi.

-Contact Victoria schaffer.

Ask her to come in for an interview.

-Okay.

Detective I should tell you,

I was out with her last night.

-Define "out".

-There's a bar down the street from I live.

I stopped in for a beer and she was there.

-Did you interview her?

-No sir, we just had beers.

-Beers?

-And ... a dance.

-Mr. Sorensen, I assume you are using the proper denotation

and not the provincial connotation of that word.

-Ah ... okay.

I don't know what you just said.

-Good.

-Hello.

Mark?

No.

She isn't here.

She didn't come home last night.

I thought she was with you.

-Here she comes.

-Cass.

-Freda what's wrong?

Mark?

Who are you?

-Cass.

Victoria...

-What is it?

-She mentioned a guy in williston.

She owes him money.

-Yes.

So?

-What was his name?

-Troy.

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♪

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-Howdy j.P.

-Out of my way.

-Who hit you?

-Troy, where are her shoes?

-She tossed them on the road.

-Vicki, I know you can't pay.

You left town, stopped answering your phone, and I can only guess

started dating a lumberjack.

-I told you I'd get my money out of you,

so here's what's going to happen.

I know a guy in Nevada.

Troy will drive you there and you will do

whatever the customer wants.

Now I'm not the best judge of these things but

I'd estimate you'd bring five hundred dollars a day.

Minus a typical percentage for the house,

you'll have paid your debt to me by ... Halloween.

So you're already in costume.

-That's funny j.P.

-So either you do this willingly or I'll have

Kenny and Tony drug you.

-What's it going to be?

-I have a better idea.

-You're in no position to negotiate.

-You knew I wouldn't go willingly.

That's why you brought them.

-That's all you got?

-It's a long drive.

Troy here will try to take advantage of me, more than once.

I will fight back.

What will your customers think when the product you're

selling is damaged?

And as for three months?

I'd say closer to six or seven.

Maybe even Valentine's day.

And I've never taken you to be a patient man.

-I'm not.

-I can get you your money by tomorrow.

All of it.

-Ha!

-My father's a rich man.

There's a safe in his study.

Your money's in that safe.

-Who's your father?

-Arthur borglund.

-He croaked.

-I know the house.

I played in it as a kid.

My mother was his secretary and ... his mistress.

-You have the combination to this safe?

-No but my brother does.

-Oh and for you he'll just open it.

-He stays at the office until five, every day.

He has his own personal parking spot behind the building.

We can be in and out of that house in less than ten minutes.

You can be back in north Dakota by 24 hours.

-If you take me to my brother, I will get you your money.

Deal?

-Boys, pick up some take out.

That money better be there.

-How'd you do that?

-Detective dupree.

-Captain Palmer.

-So who's this Victoria schaffer?

-She's out of williston.

She met with Arthur borglund the evening he was murdered.

-And how's this Troy character fit in?

-He's a mid-level gangster out of the oil fields.

We believe she procured some short-term finances with him.

-Do you like him for the borglund murder?

-He has motive.

And if he's in town, opportunity.

-So what led you to Freda schaffer's house?

-Anonymous tip.

-Detective.

Oh shit.

-Hungry?

-He hit you didn't he?

-Nice piece of jewelry.

-It was my mother's.

-If your mother was borglund's ... mistress,

then why aren't you sitting pretty right now?

-She died.

-Of what?

-Breast cancer.

-Too bad.

Let me give you some friendly advice.

Blood don't mean shit in this world.

And family?

They'll fuck you over for a dollar.

-Are you gonna let me go?

-Is that money in the safe?

-Okay, our task is a sweep,

from the west end of the city to the east.

Your target is Troy berg.

-His known associate is Jack patrowski.

-These individuals may be holding Victoria schaffer

against her will.

-Find out if anyone has seen them in town.

North Dakota authorities have informed US that these two

may be armed and dangerous.

If you see them, call for backup.

Play it safe.

Let's go.

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-Thanks for covering for me back there with captain Palmer.

-You were off duty right?

-Right.

-Good.

-By the shores of gitchee gumee by the shining big-sea-waters,

stood the wigwam of nokomis, daughter of the moon, nokomis.

-Good. Aho.

Detective dupree, this is detective Samuels.

-Answer that.

-This is officer sorensen.

Detective dupree is driving.

I'm on the south side at an abandoned warehouse,

found three sets of fresh tire tracks near a back door.

-Roger that.

On our way.

Hang on.

-Where we headed?

-Borglund house.

Gun loads, fires]

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-Where is it?

-Behind those books.

-What's the combination?

-Always got your hand out.

-I don't have time for this bullshit.

Give me the combination.

-Go to hell.

-What did you say to me?

-I said go to hell.

-Do you think I'm kidding?

Grab his hand.

-Tony, not his.

His.

-J.p.? Hold on now.

What the fuck?

J.p. Quit kidding.

Let go of me.

Don't.

No!

-This is what happens to hold outs.

Aaaaaugh!

What the fuck!

-Now Evan, what's the combination.

-Ah ...

-Tony, grab her hand.

-No, no wait a second.

Let me think.

0-3-14-19-83.

-Troy.

0-3-14-19-83.

-Nothing wrong with your other hand is there?

-No.

-Hey, that's somebody's birthday.

-Happy birthday big brother.

-Tony, get me the combination.

-No. J.p., no!

Stop it Evan!

Evan!

Tell him the combination!

-Evan?

-No it's mine!

-Jp, wait!

0-9-28-19-55.

Try 0-9-28-19-55.

-Who's birthday is that?

Yours?

-My mother's.

-Yeehaw, getty up cowboy.

Watch them.

-How'd you know I'd put the money in the safe?

-You're a creature of habit, just like father.

-Cops!

-Who tripped the alarm?

-She did it.

-J.p., I can get you out of here.

-How?

-The basement.

-There's nothing down there.

We can hide upstairs.

-I got you your money.

I can get you out of this house.

-Duluth police. Open up.

Duluth police. Open up!

-J.p.? What's wrong?

-I told you not to touch her.

You hit her?

-J.p. Hold on now.

Hold on.

-Did you hit her?

-Yes.

-Her boots are on the road.

Jp listen to me.

-When'd you find the tunnel?

-I didn't, the maid did.

-The maid?

-Cleaning the basement.

-Why'd she tell you and not me?

It's my house.

-I don't believe you just said that.

-Believe it.

-The maid told me something else.

Your mother was having an affair with Jonathan Klaus.

You're adopted.

-You're lying!

Now I know you're related.

Only family fights like that.

-You have your money.

Now let US go.

-How much was daddy worth?

Five, ten, fifty million?

Makes my fifty grand seem like a drop in the ocean.

-Fifty?

-Oh Vicki, your brother here was planning to turn on you.

He'd tell the insurance company it was forty,

and pocket the other ten.

Old scam, very effective.

-Evan?

You double-crossing ...

-Without me you wouldn't have gotten in the house.

-J.p., you're a businessman so let's talk business.

Driving cross-country is going to be very hazardous.

They'll be looking for you.

But borglund is trucks.

There's hundreds of miles of wilderness north of here.

-You gonna get me a truck?

-A speedboat.

I know where one is.

-I know a cop.

I'll tell him you're heading back to williston when you're

really heading up north.

-Who's the cop?

-A friend. Duluth police.

-The speedboat is in a Marina south of downtown.

-Shut up.

-I know this cop.

He'll help me.

-She leaves, she's never coming back.

-I got you your money.

And I got US out of that house.

Let me call this cop.

-Don't do it, she'll screw both of US.

Aiiiigh!

-You have the habit of talking out of turn.

How 'bout I dig a tunnel out back and put you in it?

-No, no.

-Then shut up.

-All I need is a phone.

-No need.

I'll drive you.

-Last night at approximately 11pm central standard time, the

borglund residence was robbed.

At this time the whereabouts of Evan borglund is ...

-All right, all right.

Tell me something we don't know.

-We can surmise j.P. Was involved in the murder

of Troy berg.

-We can further surmise, neither j.P. Nor Troy

knew the location of the safe, or its combination;

Evan had to be present during the robbery and quite

possibly the murder.

Then there's the tunnel.

It's safe to assume only three people knew of its existence:

Evan, Sonja, and Victoria schaffer.

-Schaffer?

-Her mother was Melinda schaffer, Arthur borglund's ...

Secretary.

-Due to Victoria schaffer's familiarity with the residence

and with the deceased Troy berg, I believe she was present at the

robbery as well as the murder.

Captain?

I think Victoria schaffer murdered Arthur borglund.

-Yes and Jimmy hoffa's buried under city hall.

-Idiot.

-Bit of a stretch don't you think?

-No way. How do you come up with that?

-Rennie.

I know you're in charge of that investigation but we have a

cold-blooded killer loose in the city.

Find him first.

-Yes sir.

-Anything else?

Then get to it.

-You are way off base about Victoria.

-Smoke?

-What are you going to do with Evan?

-You're new to this business.

I've been doing it a long time.

I don't need Evan.

I got you.

And here's how I got you.

You used the tunnel didn't you?

That's how you killed daddy.

-You hated your father so bad you could taste it.

Scraping by all those years.

Scratching for every dollar and meanwhile your brother, that

selfish shit, gets everything handed to him

on a silver platter.

All motorbikes and party life.

And as it turns out, he's not even a borglund.

That seem fair to you?

No you did it.

You waited until he turned out the light and fell asleep.

Then you changed.

You used a tire iron to pop the door.

I saw the marks on the frame.

You snuck through the tunnel, into the basement,

and ever so quietly, slowly, made your way up the stairs,

and into his bedroom.

You watched him sleep: His chest rising and falling.

You picked up his pillow and then pushed it in his face.

After, you drove home and said good night.

Perfect alibi.

You killed daddy.

I don't need your brother.

I got you.

And if I ever need to talk to the d.A.,

I'll tell them what I know.

Plea my way down to a year or two.

But you?

You'll get life.

You got a good head for this business Vicki.

What do you say you come work for me,

and we make some real money?

-You ready for tonight's stake out Leroy?

-As ready as I'll ever be.

-We'll catch you two later.

Come on big guy.

-Mark.

-Ya rennie?

-You're grounded.

-What?

-You're staying here to work on your list.

-Why?

Because I don't believe Victoria killed her father?

-No it's because you're in love with her.

Work on your list.

-No!

-I'm impressed, vickie.

You were smart to ditch your boots.

That way they can't connect you to his murder.

-No!

-To make sure you're here, when I come back.

-Aiiigh!

No! Goddammit!

-Victoria.

-Oh Mark.

-Who's out there?

-Jp.

Jp and some other guy.

-Are you sure you know where you're going?

-I should. It's my property.

-You're parents, grandparents, where are they from?

I'm ojibwa.

I'm also a police officer.

Drop your weapon and put your hands up.

You're under arrest Mr. Patrowski.

-There he is Mark!

-Freeze! Duluth police!

-Shoot him!

-Rennie.

Oh god! Rennie!

-No Mark, Mark no.

I'll stay. You go.

Go get help. Go!

-So that job you offered me, how much does it pay, daddy?

♪

Today Victoria schaffer will appear in a

St. Louis county courtroom for her arraignment in the

Arthur borglund murder case.

Sources say that schaffer plans to enter a plea of not guilty.

In a related story, Arthur borgland will be

laid to rest later today.

-Thank you for coming.

Let's get together for coffee a little later and we can...

Goodbye.

-Hey, I'd live to talk with you about the...

Thank you for coming.

-Sonja? Why won't they talk to me?

-The board thinks it's prudent to wait for the outcome of the

trial before discussing future plans.

-They what now?

-Be patient.

-It's my company.

-Mr. Borglund ...

Your reaction, though understandable,

is however inconsequential.

You see if Ms. Schaffer is exonerated in the courts, I plan

on assisting her in acquiring a position of ownership with

borglund shipping.

After all it is her birthright.

Now the other members of the board do not

oppose me in this matter.

I'd make the recommendation, that you do the same.

-Go to hell you son-of-a-bitch.

-Coming from Jonathan Klaus' bastard son,

I will take that as a compliment.

Good day Sonja.

-Yes?

-Mrs. Dupree I'm ...

-I know who you are.

I'm so sorry.

-Mommy?

-Just a minute.

You know what?

Thank you for stopping by officer sorensen.

I know how to reach you.

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Gentlemen have we found the boots yet?

-No yet.

-With or without those boots I'm going with schaffer.

-I think she did it.

I think she murdered the old man for his money.

-Her grandmother corroborates her alibi.

-Could have been Sonja.

You know jealous lover.

-I wouldn't rule out Evan.

-Could they have done it together?

-Co-conspiritors?

Wow.

-The motive here is clearly money.

A lot of money.

A fortune.

-Could Sorenson and schaffer been in cahoots?

They had relations.

-Gentlemen.

The robbery could actually prevent the prosecution

of the murder.

Members of the jury what say you?

Your honor, we find the defendant

Victoria schaffer, not guilty.

-After months of deliberation a jury has reached a verdict

in the Arthur borglund first degree murder trial.

Victoria schaffer has found not guilty.

-No secrets Victoria.

Did you kill him?

Victoria?

Victoria?!

-Welcome to borglund shipping.

-Thank you.

-You're taking it from me!

You're taking it from me!

Well I quit!

-Excuse me Ms. Schaffer.

-Hm?

-Evan just quit.

-Well...

No blood of mine flows through his veins.

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