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Tonight on Spencer for hire. Hey, what the hell are you doing?

Just pick it up a souvenir for a little lady, you know? I'd rather have.

Second hand and second right. I need your help, man. Protection.

Leaving is an addiction. Like women. I guess it depends on the woman.

Me and my Yolanda gown and you and your wife sweat socks.

Old gangster's never die. They just move to Miami. He didn't have it anymore.

I'll never touch you again. Arrest him for my memory permanently.

How does it best start in town? You know what I like about you best, though?

The fact that I've economy and shop at the produce market. No, no.

That I pump my own gas. You've never pumped your own gas in your entire life.

You're right. I was thinking more about the way you dress.

You know, I love the way your dress. You dress great.

I like the way that you dress, too. I mean, I like your jeans and, like, your jeans.

You like my jeans? Yes. What about my white sweatshirts? Oh, I forgot about those.

Yeah, they're wonderful.

What do you know about Brady Fashon's?

They're on the rack of every dime store in New England.

They're all American, sturdy, inexpensive.

And they're all my mother used to put me in when I was a little girl

until I knew better.

Oh, Yolanda, I'm impressed. Where's the rest of the dress?

All American Brady fashion. I mean, Brady's importing Yolandas.

How much is a guy like that worth? The pens, what are we talking?

We're talking a black, backless, sleeveless, slip of enough navy to get.

Too maybe $3,000. Really? I know. You love the way I dress.

So you decided you're going to add to my collection and buy me a Yolanda original.

Right? No, I will buy another hotdog though.

Well after all it's okay because how would we look at a society ball?

I mean, me and my Yolanda gown and you and your white sweat socks.

How about me and your Yolandagana and you in my white sweat sock?

Possibilities relentless.

Ha ha ha ha!

A business launched with Susan Silverman was not on every day occasion.

Normally I tried not to burden Susan with the problems of my business.

But I fashion just wasn't something I'd ever been very much concerned with.

Till a man named John Brady hired me to find

out who was stealing dresses from his plant.

My primary suspect was a young ex-con named Louis Harper.

Louis was making it delivered to Phyland's department store,

and I was shadowing him to see if my hunch about him was right.

What I saw confirmed my suspicion,

but it wasn't because Louis took anything off the rack.

It was simply because Louis just plain broke off.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Builein's department stores world famous for its bargain basement.

But when Lewis Harper hit the basement, he got more than he bargained for.

And next time...

Stay together.

Somebody call on ambulance.

Judging by the angle Lewis' leg was left in,

I knew it had been customized by a professional. Very clean.

I didn't think the same was true for the rest of Lewis.

After I made sure he was safely loaded into an ambulance,

I drove out to see my client.

John Brady began his career in Boston as a 16-year-old bootleg,

running booze up and down the eastern seaboard during prohibition.

But when he went straight, he stayed straight.

And this plant was a place where people who needed a second chance

could find it as long as they played it straight with him.

When I told him about Lewis, he was disappointed, but not surprised. Hey, what?

The brook is leg. They're working their way up to his back. Who were they?

Well, you might know. It's not my style. I want bones broken, I break them myself.

Well, I've loosened them. Since this evening, dress is from me.

He's going to have to turn him over. Fences can be pretty nasty.

They go to a different kind of finishing school, you know what I mean?

Did you get the goods back? Not yet. I am not going to lose anymore.

That kid is gone. He's fired. It's my only need. Look, leaving is an addiction.

Like women, only a lot more danger and a lot more fun.

I guess it depends on the woman.

Your new Lewis' background on your heart, it must have had a reason.

Well, he was pushing. He was aggressive.

He stormed his way in here and told me what he wanted,

who he was, and then he had the nerve to challenge me to hire him.

You thought he deserved a chance?

Maybe still does.

Maybe he's just not pushing up to stand up to these guys that are leaning on him.

OK. OK, you get the dresses back, and I'll deal with Louis Harper later. Deal.

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What did you do now? Job related accident, baby.

Three guys broke your legs and the job related accident.

I was working at the time, but I wasn't paying attention to the work.

Where were you working? Who put you in the hospital? And why?

You with one who stopped it, weren't you? Stop anybody, just scurrying along.

You were there for a reason?

John Brady hired me to find out who's been stealing dresses from his factory.

And he thinks it was Louis? What is Louis think?

You've been at a jail 10 months.

For six of them, you complained that no one was

going to hire you once they saw your record.

Now John Brady sees your record, he hired you anyway, and you go and steal from him?

Why? Look at you. Look at your will and you tell me why.

This baby don't give you the right to steal. You got a good job now, Lewis.

I'm working steady at the agency. How long will that baby come along?

You're going to be out of work in the hospital. Bill's going to stop allowing up.

We're going be buried now, used to. We can't see. We'll manage. We'll managed.

Look, I gotta get

back to work. All right. I'll see you in five, okay? Okay.

Thanks.

So, what about the dress, Lewis? What dress is?

You know, this cute repertoire is not going to keep you out of prison.

Well, I might get your corner cell, but the dimensions are the same, 9x6.

Let me tell you about Jail Spencer. I spent two years inside for stealing cars.

Nothing to do with three meals a day and read. I turned to ton of pages.

How to succeed in business? How to be a billionaire? How to get rich quick?

They all tell you the same thing, man. You got to capitalize.

I'm just taking advantage of a prison education.

Nice to belong. That's right. That's great to call it your hard knocks.

But it's going to get me something better. Something better for my wife and kid.

It's very nice if you could enjoy it with him.

I just got this one more shot shadow.

I'm gonna use it.

He's a wisely. The

guys who did that.

Got two more wishes.

You're a bad habit. I don't seem to be able to break, Joe. I'm trying.

You've got a bad sickness, Brady. You've gotta hold in your pocket.

I'm just trying to sew it up. That's all. I started this business 50 years ago.

It's been good. It's a bad...

It's been mine.

Well, I turned my back for a minute. You were changing it into a bookie operation

that drug dispensary. Every time I turn around, you're digging a little deeper,

taking a little more. Well, you don't own me, Bross. Not yet.

Listen, Mr. We have a financial arrangement.

That has nothing to do with plant operations. You'll leave Louis Harper to me.

Okay. Okay.

just erased him from my memory.

permanently.

I'll see you pretty.

The hospital told me Lewis would be discharged at three o'clock.

Because of his broken leg, I knew he wouldn't be too hard to follow.

What I didn't know was why a man with a broken leg would

be going to Henry Somalis' gym until I thought about it.

The kind of problem Lewis had met, he had two choices, run or fight back.

Running on a broken legs wasn't easy.

Fighting back could be, maybe he had the right fighter.

Thank you, Hope.

Yeah, who's asking? Harper,

Louis Harper.

I need your help, man. Protection.

See you back here, should I ask somebody that sooner?

One day's work.

I don't think so. Why not?

I don't do day work.

$10,000 cash.

happened in advance.

Keep talking.

Hmm.

He dropped the Jim, he drove Lewis to Cambridge.

He headed for the best part of town and pulled into the Charles Hotel.

If he saw me telling him he didn't do anything to let me know,

what I did know was that Lewis was expecting trouble.

That man was coming my way, too. And I knew something else.

High-class hotel and high-class muscle like Hawk add it up to something.

I think a lot bigger than a few stolen dresses from a bargain basement line.

I figured it must have more to do with the label Susan said

made Brady's dresses worth $2 or $3,000 a piece.

Lewis, this is Susan. You have great taste, Susan.

Is it really hot? It will be on you. No, I mean, he knows what you mean.

Let's put it this way. Tonight, ladies, everything is tax-free. How much?

1500. Cash. How about 500?

Let's call it a grand.

This is a clothing lining alone is worth that much.

how would you look in just the lining?

Sold?

Thanks.

When I saw the same hoods that broke Lewis's legs show up,

I knew the action was important.

Because this time I could see their faces, Mike and Fred Strattis,

exclusive body breakers for one of the biggest crime bosses in Boston, Joe Brause.

If Brause was involved, I figured even Hawk could use a helping hand.

He take this seriously, don't you all? Paying time, darling. Give what you paid for.

We had the lobby. Do nothing till I say. Got it?

You've finished, brother.

I made a promise all afternoon was the grand finale. Good.

Ah!

Get out of my way!

I'm not sure you find those dresses. No, but I find Louis Sarber. He's dead. What?

He was murdered today. God. What does Joe Ross have on you?

I don't need you to tell me how to run my business venture. No, you don't.

You already have bras telling you. The dresses Louis took weren't off the rack.

Were they? They were imports, high fashion originals.

35 years ago, I insisted that every Brady product bear the label made in the USA.

Then I found out the hard way that it was cheaper to manufacture the goods in Taiwan

than it bought an ITRA beating.

So they started importing high-fashion originals expensive goods.

He brought you back to you. He banked, rolled you, didn't he?

It's not your concern, Spence. You hired me to find a few dresses.

Instead, I find the body of some kid trying to scratch

his way out of a dead end life. May not be our concern anymore. Still mine.

Stay out of it, Spencer. One body is enough.

Are you telling me Lewis Harper isn't worth it?

I'm gonna help make that decision.

Don't get off that easily, Buster.

Morning. Morning. How's your sleep? Oh, great.

There's coffee and fresh blueberry muffins in the oven.

I whipped them up by self-idead. Did you pick the blueberries, too?

Right outside my garden window. It's January. Fresh frozen. Your hands must be cold.

Where are you going? Working. Is it hot? Partly. Have you talked to them?

No, we're all going to talk to somebody else first. Who?

The guy those hoods work for? Joe Burrase. Burrose?

I thought he was loamsharking and rackets. What's he doing with Brady fashion?

There's a tax-free dollar to be made within 100 miles of Boston.

Joe Burrrase will turn up. And the women's dresses? Well, public.

That's why I have to meet him in private. I set the alarm. You can sleep till seven.

Oh, sure. I'm going to sleep while you're out taking on Joe Burrs.

No, it's just a social call. They'll serve me coffee and I'll toss him

if you've been in it.

No, I'll serve you coffee. He can pick his own bananas.

Thanks.

But it was murdered while I came here, let the police handle it.

Rennie's in trouble, so it's something bigger than stolen dresses.

I think it involved with bras anyway. Well, Rennies got quite a colorful past.

He used to call him the Boston Bootlegger.

Made a fortune running booze down around Plumoth Rock during prohibition.

He had a partner then. His name was bras too, Joe's father. So are their friends?

I'd never say that. Joe's father never once straight away braided

but he was never crooked the way his son is.

So you must have some kind of hold on him? Brady told me it took a beating.

Now if he's borrowing money from Bras, they get out of the hole.

My guess is that Bras is going to try to use his legitimate

business as a front for some kind of scam.

And Brady can't stop them but you think you can. I can try.

Bye.

It's just that most men go to work carrying a briefcase or a lunchbox.

I'm not used to that.

It's OK. I don't want you to be any different.

It's just that I don' know if I'll ever really understand why you do what you do.

Wait a minute. Here, let's see. There

we go.

There it is. Read that.

And can well nothing, unless he's first understood

that he must count on no one but himself, that he's alone, abandoned on Earth,

and the midst of his infinite responsibilities without help.

Jean Paul's out.

He don't believe that.

Of course not.

But if we don't help people, when we can, whatever way we can we prove that's true.

that we can only depend on our own selves.

It's not the kind of world I want to live in. What about you?

You know you're not alone, don't you?

Yeah, I know that.

to take this for the road.

Boston Harbor was a side of the world's most famous tea party.

It had been over 200 years since a bunch of patriots put on feathers and war paint.

And told King George they weren't going to play the game his way anymore.

Now I have to deliver the same kind of message to the current King of the Armor.

Susan had told me I wasn't alone,

but I wouldn't have minded having a couple of sandmats

of his boys along with me when I walked into Joe Bross' fishpacking plant

just to make sure I didn't come out mixed in with a can of tuna.

Hey, Spencer. There you go. Have a seat. Close that door.

Will you keep the fish smell outside? What are you doing by this smell inside, John?

Easy, easy. Spencer, I want to talk to you.

I want you to talk you about profit. Right.

And when you're in business, something's trying to profit. Yeah. Something's done.

When you get something that don't kind of profit, we call it bad business.

You learn that in night school, Joe?

Your associate hawk.

He's in a no-profit situation.

The word on the street is he's trying to eliminate the competition.

The only one who's going to be eliminated is Hawke. Hawke is a businessman, too.

He understands the value of a reputation. Oh, come on. Nobody's questioning his rip.

He's made his mark so many times. For that, I want you to give him a message for me.

One businessman to another. Now he lost a client.

We lost my extraneous. That's a red ink for both of us. Why'd you take the kid out?

I didn't take out anybody.

But I'll give you the reason. And it's good sound fiscal principles.

He was stealing us. You understand? Stealing us blind. Us? Yeah.

John Brady and I.

and me.

All right.

John Brady and me. Such a great lecture. I hate to see Arunah with bad grammar.

The kid was warned. It didn't take...

You tell Volk.

calling it an eye for an eye.

One from one.

all leave.

Tell him himself. He's got a different system of accounting.

Well then you better teach him my system.

I'm going to put you on our ledger on the obsolete equipment.

So you're gonna put me on the list? Then you have two and not one.

That doesn't sound like a very good business.

Scarstale died once in great fruit juice.

So Brawls was Brady's silent partner, and he was worried about heart. So was I.

If I started a war in the streets, it might not ever be more than that.

And I still needed to know just what it was, Brawgs was so upset about losing.

Talk to Joe Ross.

because you've got that first done many years.

You don't have to go after those punk's bras, call it even.

It's my reputation not here.

Your reputation is bigger than Adhoc, but you won't, Spencer.

What I want is to nail Joe bras.

Look, I understand rage. I understand justice. I even understand revenge.

But it's not the stratus brothers who are after it's Joe Brawz.

And if you keep applying the heat, he's going to slip away. So?

So I want you to back off for 48 hours.

Stay here and work out exhaust yourself. Give me time to figure out how to drop him.

What I do, I'll cut you in a promise. All right.

All right. Clock's ticking, babe.

Then ding.

Bell rings in 48.

48 hours is a lot of time. If you're lost in a snowbank in Alaska,

or stranded without water in the Sahara.

But not when you're trying to solve a puzzle for a client

who won't give you all the pieces.

The only thing I knew for sure was that John Brady's

plant was important to Joe Brods.

I figured that was the best place to start asking water.

She, uh, you all right? What's going on? Something called Doc. Hey, come on up.

We're kind of pills, where do you want? She's just going to take her home.

Come on, come back. Tell her if she can face it in the morning.

She can come back soon.

What do you want? I'm falling. Just trying to help. I know who you work for.

You work for the same man. I work for John Brady. So do I. But you work For Bross.

for us.

We have to talk.

Not here.

Where? After work, public library.

Mm. Events to county procedures, state business law,

executive development for the mobile manager, and the press.

Get my degree in two months.

And more forklift? Hey, that machine kept me intuition and rent

through seven years of night school.

You really work for John Brady? Well, sort of.

But I don't think John's going to like what I found out.

Just had a little talk with Joe Bras.

That drug daily numbers are any loan sharking,

Pimp doesn't give John Brady another heart attack. He might live to be 100.

Right attack. So he had to make foreign areas.

Doctors tell them to take it easy, but it can't.

Comes in every day, does books, makes sure our shipments get out on time,

and deals with the likes of Joe Brose. What do Brose tell you?

And he and Brady were partners. Is that

true? If getting

alone makes you partners,

then I should be on the board of directors of every bank in Boston.

Do you know what the bottom line is to this

alone? Yes, John.

I'm on the worker's side now. The floor supervisor. Yeah. Higher, vibrati.

Works for bras. Since he came, the plans turned into a cesspool.

So that for yourself today.

So what are we gonna do about it?

I'm fucking a Joe Brawler, so I'll bring his back.

the workers stand behind him.

John Brady's a good man.

I've worked for him since I was 16. He's good to his people.

His people have always paid him back with good work. They'll hang in.

What does bras want besides his money back?

So we have to find out.

Joe Brothers was too big a world to be involved in dime storecraft.

He had to have his hands in Brady's pockets. I had to find out how deep.

That night a shipment came in on one of Brothers' fishing boats,

and Brothers' men loaded it all under one of Brady's trucks.

It wasn't just the harbor that smelled fishy.

When it wasn't fish, I found in the boxes.

Hey, what the hell are you doing? Hey, get the light, pal.

I'm just picking up a souvenir for a little lady, you know? Get out of here.

This ain't no grab bag. All right. Back off.

Uh.

I was pretty sure what I had. But I needed confirmation from my expert.

Since the crime centered around women's fashions,

I enlisted the services of the only woman I knew who had a black belt in shopping.

Can't be lied.

Yeah.

May I?

One.

Oh, I trust.

Thank you.

Alright, what do we do?

This should be silk, and this should be polyester. The silk will burn.

like hair. It'll leave an ash.

Polyester

will melt like plastic.

Thank you. You're welcome.

So you were right.

It's counterfeit.

It's not a bad copy, but I'd rather have second hand than second rate.

It's amazing what you can learn with a degree in clinical psychology, isn't it?

God, I know what's weird. A class of excitement teacher to give you an A.

Do you get a D if you wear jeans?

It depends on how well they fit. Yeah, it's a soul.

Counterfeit.

John Brady had been a lot of things in his life, but I didn't see him as a cheat.

It couldn't be Brady. It had to be Brawse.

But the question now was, did Brady know what Braw Se was doing?

And there was only one person to ask.

You don't know what's going on, do you?

That's semi-alspenser. I know what Bras is trying to do. But I can stop him.

When he's paid off in full, I will have the leverage. There is no leverage.

He's going to turn you inside and out. And then he's going take over this plant.

You can't do that. He has no right. Hunter fitting dresses, John.

I know it's the round last night.

That's what you paid me to do to know it was around.

I found some of Bras's men loading dresses into crates.

The copies of the imports are getting ready to ship.

He's gonna use you as a front to sell them.

If I know Joe Brause, he's gonna make a pretty nice profit doing it.

So that's what Brause is up to.

That's why you had Lewis Hocker killed.

Lewis was getting too close to the finish line. What are you gonna do about it?

But look at me, Spencer. I'm old. I'm tired.

I've seen you fight with your mouth and your fists. You're not finished, John.

You've got to keep going. I tell you I'm older. I'm retired.

When I left Brady's plant in Chelsea, I wasn't alone for long.

Coming back over the Mystic River Bridge, I spotted the station wagon.

I was pretty sure it had more in it than a suburban housewife

and a little againfield on their way to practice.

stayed right with me. I was positive.

After all, it was winter at baseball season when it began for another six months.

But I knew after Brad's heard about what I did last 90 declared

open season on pushing private cops.

What are you doing here? I was watching him there watching you.

I'm watching the clock too. Times on those stuff spin set.

If I needed any more motivation than that,

the force John Brady to face up to Joe Brause, I didn't have to wait long.

It's finished. I quit. Just tell him he won. I quit! All right.

He said he worked for bras. I told him that I would stop talking. I told them.

for an over-heated, hit me anymore. It's gonna be okay. It's not okay!

Look at me, Spencer. Look at ME. See what he did to you.

And I promise you this, he'll never touch you again.

Merry.

This is what it's come to, John.

Still, they kill you. You open your mouth, they slap it shut.

That's how you want.

Come over here and listen to me. Molly, I want to talk to you.

If John Brady had lost the steam, his protégé Mary Balino had it.

She was finding her own way to fight Joe Bros.

Come over, Molly, let's go out of here. Come on,

people, let us go. Listen up.

You know I've been hearing about you ever since I came to Boston.

Pardon the obvious pun, but I thought you were made of a different fabric.

man can glory in his past, but he has to live

in the present and prepare for the future.

You don't have a future.

You've given up on these people who work for you. On yourself.

You do have somebody who's willing to fight for you

because she believes in you and what you've made here.

Things are gonna change, John.

matter what you do.

Worth it without you.

It's an old adage. Old gangsters never die. They just move to Miami.

Maybe you should try the climate.

You work hard for your money and then you spend it on drugs.

And if you don't, you just throw it away on gambling.

Our friends are getting chewed up in these machines and we've had it.

Numbers and horses and we've had it.

If you make noise about it, this is what they do to you.

But I am still going to make noise, and I'll make it even louder

with more voices behind me.

Thank you, my boys.

We got a strike. We'll strike now. We'll talk about it later. Right away.

Brady fashion folds. It'll fold on my terms. Not yours. That's a mistake.

You're in way too far. You won't need too much money.

Your father was a good man, Joe. Even in the days when I went straight,

he stayed in the rackets. We remained good friends. We trusted each other.

I don't trust his son. This relationship isn't based on trust.

It's based on business. You know, maybe it's a good thing your father died young.

I don t think he could live with the way you turned out. I know I can't.

You were my father. You were equals. The times have changed.

I'm better than you are. I'm bigger than you ever were.

And I'm going to squeeze you pretty, even close your rise,

and you can turn your back. And I'll do it anyway.

Oh, you're not.

No.

Ciao!

Don't do it, Brady. It's done.

Let's get out of here.

You see this? I didn't have to see it. It was bras and stratus. No, no, no.

Did you see it?

So I picked them

up. They're going to walk in and out of headquarters

like it's a revolving door. You know what I mean? I'm telling you how it happened.

And I'm tellin' you that the DA expects something a little more

than a categorical know-for-you. I wasn't where I should have been.

Maybe you were right, we're pretty wanted.

I mean, maybe he figured this was going to happen.

Joe Bras is always walking away, didn't he?

my hands are tied but Brady knew that yours wouldn't be.

Damn, that's it. His way up.

He was dying and he knew he couldn't stop pros and the other way.

Got it. Give me some time. You got it.

Where you gonna be? I don't know.

I'll give you a call.

Thank you.

Sometimes, uh, for Joe Brause, you've got something.

John Brady delivered a novel up here this morning. Paid in full.

And this was on it.

All in it.

Thank you.

I'm looking for a couple of straight breakers on the bus to a few heads.

You're most interested? Already got a job, John. Oh, yeah? Yeah.

Started yesterday afternoon when you took John

Brady down to the waterfront and shot him. I didn't shoot anybody. Somebody did.

I like to think they call itself the fancy city, O'Fouley.

They pulled a gun on us and my man over there, he had to kill him. He didn't?

He didn what? He didn' kill him? Tell him he was a sinner hit. He's not dead.

Good man, his dead. I know a step when I see a step.

Come on, give me that. What the- What are you crazy, man? What are ya doing?

I thought it was your mistake. I'm not saying it.

Thank you.

Just if look like Joe.

What is this? What is This? Brady's a real snappy dresser.

He had the good sense to be wearing one of these

when he took the ride with him yesterday.

Yes, me to make a deal for him.

You sign over the plant. You

won't testify against you and put your way.

So we got you, Joe, for extortion, counterfeit goods,

and murder one for Lewis Harper. He's crazy. Of course he's as dirty as I am.

Well, if that's true, he's willing to admit it.

I bet we can't say the same about you, Jill.

Where is he, Spencer? Well, he's resting. He's old, but he's tough.

If you broke a couple of his ribs. I want to see him. I want see him now!

After you sign the paper.

I'm signing it, don't you? I'm sending his debt, Orange.

Where is the expensive?

The bottom is right here.

This is John Brady. This is my deathbed testament from Mary Bullino.

I have prepared papers turning Brady Fashions over to you.

I'm going to see Joe Bras today and I have every

reason to believe he will try to kill me.

If

that happens, a private detective named Spencer will have

the information he needs to bring Joe Brras to justice

and enough for the police to know the full extent of his hold on Brady fashion.

I should have put a bullet through his brain.

I should've put a bullets through his brains.

I'm in for real.

I also have evidence. All right, at least for going around home.

Get out of here!

What are you wearing under your shirt, Joe?

It's got a good lawyer.

There'll be a lot of raps.

They'll stick in his throat anyway. That old man, Brady, he went out with style.

He pulled himself up off the mat, didn't he? Yeah.

He really debosked him bootlegger, alleging in his own time.

Bad time runs out on a man like that.

I rave no more against time or fate for low my own shot. Come to me. She expired.

John Burrows. Guess he didn't know about black jackets, huh? Ha, ha, ha.