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Tonight, on Spencer for hire. No firing squad. No last words. No cigarettes. Oh.

Fine, Tim. Mr. Spencer, the private detective that I've engaged

to protect young Renee. We don't think there was a murder, do you?

No body, no blood, no nothing. You believe me that? Someone actually believes me.

Bobby! That's her. How are you? Bobby, you're... Spencer! Oh!

Please! You please me! You smart for his own good.

towards the secrets.

No firing squad.

Break to the coup d'egra, my friend.

Get rid of the fight!

Fine, Tim.

Go that way.

They'd call a come from an attorney named Charlie Branch.

I had wanted to stay warm and lazy and comfortable.

When Charlie was not the sort of lawyer, you could ignore.

Charlie, Charlie, you came so quickly. Only said you weren't hurt.

Hurries had the word ideas. No, no, I'm beyond that.

Now I think I've gone where no attorneys ever gone before in this time.

Exile to warp or something. I mean, I was supposed to be in court 20 minutes ago.

And I have an office packed full of appointments. Surely at what's the cell about?

Oh, James Camden, my wealthiest and most cherished

client, no actually is a very nice guy. His 14-year-old son, say, He saw a murder.

You don't sound convinced? I honestly don't know. I mean, I don't even know.

All I know is it's consuming all my time.

I also know the police don't seem too overwhelmed.

I also knew the boy is going through a difficult period.

You were like that when you were 14. No, no, no. He has extra reasons.

His mother and his older brother died in a traffic accident a year ago.

And now it's just him and his dad. And his dad travels over time. It's hard on him.

Is that where his father is now, Trallon? Well, somewhere between Geneva and Berlin.

But you've talked to him. Of course.

He's going to wrap up his business as soon as he can.

But that's going take a few days.

And in the meantime, he's asked me to hire protection for the boy.

Just in case his story happens to be true.

Going a little babysitting now, I'm always positive. It is not a babysitting job.

Young Renee could really be in danger. He is sure. who are the killers of his face?

Jamal, Charlie, you believe that? Why not?

What you believe is you've got a 14-year-old boy who needs his father.

So he makes up some story to get his attention.

Unfortunately, the father doesn't believe the story.

Well, he's not enough to cancel his business trip.

But being concerned, parent, he wants

to show the boy that he has love and concern for him so he hires up bodyguard.

Spencer, I am authorized to pay double your normal fee. I'll do it.

You'll do it for my normal fee you're normal fee

You're gonna accuse of lying when you were telling the truth yeah

Mrs. Draft I'd like to introduce you to mr. Spencer the

private detective that I've engaged to protect young Renee

Why must they all look like thugs?

It's required by the licensing board now sending along to the house if you must

Camden estate. I'm still late. Capateria, I'm Still Hungry.

Send them along to the house.

I think so, and Leah looks great.

Wow, nothing bad for you in that sandwich, huh?

It's a white bread with lard and salt, processed cheese, artificial mayonnaise.

It's some very fatty luncheon meat, and how about some sauce on those fried-

Thanks for the salt, man. So thanks a lot. It's the cold weather.

I always burn up a lot more calories this time of year.

I suppose you want to know about your new case.

We don't think there was in order to do you.

As a public servant, I am paid to listen to every responsible citizen's story,

especially when their daddy happens to be a very wealthy responsible citizen.

Any credibility at all? Well, at first the story sounded real.

You know, not a nice, little grisly touches to it.

Went to the scene of the crime. No body. No body, no blood, no nothing.

So the kid offers the drawing of a picture.

Should have asked for it in the first place. He said, terrific, little artist here.

Check out yourself.

Outside of Saturday morning cartoons.

One's the last time you saw a killer look like that.

So being your killer, one was the last time you had your cholesterol checked.

I read the police report over three times trying

to convince myself there might really be a case.

Of course, too much reading about foul play can make you overly suspicious.

The guys in the Bronx of Dan didn't exactly

look like the neighborhood welcome wagon.

Maybe young Mr. Camden could use my services after.

Mr Spencer. Since you're in Mr. Candon's employ now, Mr. Spencer,

you'll have no reason to be lurking about like a common prouler. Yes, ma'am.

The manner is quite open to you. I'll keep that in mind.

I suppose you'd better meet Renee.

There are several places you have to drive in today. I'm Mrs. Durant.

I understand that his older brother and mother were killed last year.

Mr. Camden has standing orders. Nothing's to change.

Everything's to be in the world before. Let me make something perfectly clear.

While you are in charge of a naive personal safety, the boy is in my charge.

The child is gifted, sensitive, and young romantic who fantasises.

As old boys is aged. Are you in about murder?

That is not for us to determine, is it?

At school, Renee's friendless because of his age, he skipped.

He's a 14-year-old junior in high school,

but his artistic acumen is self-developed to a university level.

If the boy remains uncorrupted, he will become brilliant.

I encourage him in his art. Yes, ma'am. Excuse me. What's the point of all this?

If I should observe any change in the boy, gutter speech, vulgar mannerisms,

or the like, well, before warned, I will not tolerate it.

You watch yourself, Mr. Spencer, or believe me, will tango.

Probably want to lead too.

Come on in.

All right?

I'm Spencer. Yeah.

We got there.

Hey, Bobby, you are one heck of a hockey player.

Help you here.

Oh, you hate to get us to? Boy, I hate him, hate him.

As Mrs. Direct said, in this place,

in the air herks, I expect to find in a painting smock

standing in front of an easel with a skylight some soft classical music playing.

I think she pretends this room doesn't exist.

Can I ask you a question? Sure.

If you don't believe me about what I saw, why'd you take the case? Is it the money?

You said I didn't believe you.

Do you?

Honest.

I'm a professional private detective. I'm paid

to believe you. So I do.

for as long as I can. But right now I need to do my job and I could do some help.

Like what?

Well,

maybe you could show me the security in the house, you

know, alarms, surveillance systems, whatever you get.

That's easy.

Two ultras signs on the door, two infrared ones from the second hallway.

What do you think? Rinky dink all the way. You need me, buddy.

So what should we do next, Mr. Hollins? Pocky practice.

Go!

The nice thing about being overly suspicious is that it sometimes pays off.

Same to Dad, now a hockey practice. Curious, sir, and curious, sir.

What are you gonna do against Sid Ash? He'll murder you if he catches you.

Alright, everybody

over

here, let's go.

All right, pretty good work, our thoughts. Couple of things. Shepard.

Cover up in front of your gold tender. But watch the cross-checking. I see.

Don't try to out muscle a bigger player. You just speed and quickness, and you're

going to come up with the puck. All right. That's it for today, fellas.

Hit the showers. All right?

We're getting in touch with Jack.

They're pretty fast out there. Good moves.

Well, that's not enough if you want to be really good.

Well, nobody expected to be standing up materially at 14. Well, Billy was.

Billy, do you have a brother? Yeah.

He was the greatest. Was he as fast as you?

Well, maybe not as fast, but he didn't have to be.

He could do everything. He was a league scoring champ and MVP three years in a row.

I don't even want you to do something for me.

I want you this show me where the murder took place.

Thank you.

That's part of my job, just like checking the security of the house.

I want you to show me just what happened, just looking after me.

Thank you.

something's happened, hasn't it?

What do you mean?

Please didn't find anything out here,

and you didn't even care about seeing this place before.

Something's happened.

Told you before I'm just doing my job. Damn it, don't lie to me.

I'm not a baby.

Maybe I can't play hockey as well as Billy couldn't.

Maybe I'll never be as smart as him, but I'm not a baby.

And I wish everybody would stop treating me like one.

All right.

I saw a car when I first arrived at your house.

I saw it again at the hockey rink.

When I want to see who was inside, they drove away in a hurry.

What do you think?

Could be a coincidence.

That's a notion I usually discount when there's a murder involved.

You believe me then?

Someone actually believes me.

So this is where the killing took

place? Yes.

Where were you?

My little trees.

You sure?

I mean, are you absolutely positive?

the woods can be pretty tricky.

Yeah.

by the way you're a pretty good artist.

Thanks.

So.

You saw the killers.

They saw you.

You ran and they chased you, right?

Right.

When they couldn't find you, they came back here and they moved the body.

But to where?

Maybe they took it away in that car.

Well, they did that.

had run the risk of being seen by a passing

motorist when they carried it up to the highway.

What that means? The body must be around here somewhere.

Yeah, for right.

So if you're gonna be a detective, you're going to start thinking like a killer.

All right? Where would you hide the body?

Maybe somewhere over that ridge.

Yeah.

One.

Alright

I've been this way in a long time.

My brother, hi, he's here. Come here.

You should take me, I swear.

Once I fell off that and twist my ankle.

They really carried me all the way home.

I never had a big brother.

I always figured I must deny something.

Talk to me quick.

Yeah, professional hitter use a small silent automatic.

There are a whole lot of folk I can name like that.

Got words of patch over his left eye. Well, I would check with Captain Marvel.

Who's the customer? James Camden. James Camdon as an international finance see-at.

Very same.

Old money, big money. Look at here.

Just make sure when you pay me this time that my bills are freshly minted.

Big denomination's never fought a lot to snap. Yeah, good seats for the concert.

The lady is not complaining. I'll check within the AM. I'll

bugger the...

It looks like I guessed wrong about this one in a big way, huh?

You got an idea on the corpse, yeah?

I had a body with strip cleanable identification

with checking missing persons, not got it. Feel like I was just kidding.

Well, once you give him one, I'm sure you'd appreciate it.

You know, I'll do it tomorrow when you bring him

by the station to go over some munchots. Are you sure he's around nine?

No, you can tell, I've got to make some stops.

Mr. Spencer. Mrs. Durey. It's running in any danger.

Well, it's possible if they kill her things,

you could identify her, but that's why I'm here. I'll see to it that he's safe.

So far, indications bear out, Miss Frances, faith in you.

I don't like you, Mr. Spenser. Your lifestyle and meshed in violence

has everything I despise.

But right now, I'm glad Renee has you. Well,

it's double-date sometime.

Come in.

Bye!

Just wanted to say good-nate if you need me. I'll be done with all. Let's pass him.

Yeah.

I guess everyone believes me now, huh?

Yeah, everyone.

Good afternoon. Call me RC.

I hate Renee.

My friends go on the RC.

Good night, R.C.

I thought we were supposed to be looking at mug books.

Well, there's more than one way to find the guy we're looking for.

Besides, there is somebody else that wants to meet right now.

Hey, Bobby. That's our how are you. Nice to see you. I'll be your. How are you?

How are ya doing? Great Spencer.

Look, this is the young man I was telling you about. Renee Camden.

He likes to be called RC. RC, my pleasure.

Spencer tells me you like to play defense,

and he's asked me to give you a few tips that is, if you're interested. Yeah, sure.

Get this great time. That's good going.

No one following this morning. If they were following yesterday, they

found something better to do today. What about the man with a patch?

Question is out of inboxes empty, but life is short and your clients money is long.

Results are predicted.

Anything?

they haven't done anything.

Double-cup of shino, double sugar. This is for you. It's there.

Get out there at times and you're actually a noble human being.

You said you had news. Yeah, I still got more questions and answers, though.

I finally got an idea on that dead John, though,

is the white pile of missing persons yesterday. One author, Friar.

Any idea who'd want to hit him? I don't think I was a nobody.

You worked computing stuff. There's some obscure city agency.

Is wife having any idea? Maybe she does so far. We haven't even able to find her.

Don't you find that strange? No stranger to what I'm getting on the kid's sketch.

Absolutely nothing.

And I'm calling him famous for his idea and other

sources I don't even want to get into right now.

Nobody knows anything about a hitman with a patch over his eye.

I'm talking black paper.

At the end of one of A.S.O.F.F.'s fables, he warned,

beware less you lose the substance by grasping the shadow.

I thought I'd let Frank Balson grasp the shadow while I got down to some substance.

First off was Arthur Friars' house.

Wife around or no wife around was worth a quick look.

Peace!

Eddie, hey, sis open up!

Yeah.

Nice, you in there!

He wouldn't answer the door.

He won't give us any answers friendly.

We'll have to give him ours hard.

Peace!

Yeah.

Oh.

PI.

expensive.

Smart for his own good.

All right, let's tear this place apart.

here.

My head is not flat. So you think there were three of us? Yeah.

Plus I heard of elephants. It doesn't look as bad as it probably feels,

but I'd come in to get scanned if I were you.

Thanks.

The neighbor who saw the flames called the fire department.

thinks that the buyers might have had a windfall about a month ago.

It came with a lot of money.

So you think this windfall had something to do with the killing?

Well, I wouldn't be surprised. A lot of the money, a dead man, a missing wife.

You know if you found the guy with a patch,

this might start to make a lot more sense.

We get the next best thing. The candlestick boy.

We recognize these two guys as being with Patch during the killing, you know?

This guy was banging on the door, claiming to be Denise Fryer's brother.

It's gonna come as a surprise to his parole office.

We've got to warn some of these guys now. Can I keep these?

Max, been helping me out on this. Haw, come.

I guess we need all the help we can get, huh? Oh, by the way, when I was inside,

I came across some papers. It seems Friars on jury duty.

Somebody got a quitted of murder.

The dates seem to coincide with the arrival of all that money. You know what I mean?

Check it out. Thanks. Take care yourself.

Bobby, city. Bobby who? Bobby who are?

Oh, Bobby, you're already said, uh,

Hey, Spencer, how you doing? I said, hey, Bobby.

You're still looking for the good kid.

This is Renee Cameron, who likes to be called RC. Not after that.

When I was getting dressed, I heard you guys talking. Oh, well, after that, wow.

He said that you had a lot of potential. That you looked

pretty good.

Had some good moves. He also said you were your own worst enemy.

Why? You guys, you don't use your head. You don't used the gifts God gave you.

You speed, you quickness.

We're supposed to have them to the little guy

if he tried to stand toe to toe with that big guy. It's like it out. He killed.

Yeah. Just like you're getting killed on the ice.

Yeah, well, I'm not always gonna be this size.

that you all know.

RC, you've got to be yourself.

No matter how hard you try.

Can't be somebody else.

Not even your brother.

And what you've told me about him, I don't think he'd want it that way.

No, that's not what I'm trying to be. It's not.

I know.

Hello, sir.

They're learning to use what you've got.

This guy has been in gold gloves for about four years.

And he's never lost a fight, and he couldn't even hit me.

You should've been there, Shipply. Boxing? Hockey isn't enough.

You've taken this child, boxing.

Well, sort of, a boxing, a Shippley, you're a very good cook.

My Christian name, Mr. Spencer. Well, I had to learn.

I had the take advantage of what I do best. Oh!

We've got to fight it.

You do, I'm gonna bust more than the luck of that door when I get back!

Well, Eddie J. Be blocking force of Tough Man, Tough Man. He's speaking to me?

Let's not get rhetorical. Eddie is cold out here. Let's keep it concise.

Okay? What do you want? I want the name of the one-eyed king, who is he?

Please! You please me! Okay, okay, its name is Donovan!

I didn't tell you to stop. OK.

We were so mates together, he was in on a manslaughter, rap. They'll bail.

He lost his eye in a lockup during a riot. He got out a month later on a hung jury.

I don't know where he lives, nobody does.

He just calls me up when he needs me, and he picks me up. That's all I know.

Walk away.

So what did Bobby say to you? Bobby who? Bobby who.

Oh, he said I'm playing better. It's more than good.

Because you're not big enough that you're pushing guys around, you know? Yeah.

Mighty casual stroll for a man with a mission. Ever vigilant. Ever vigilant?

What you got? For you two Bruins' tickets.

For you the name of the freaking Atlanta Blind. Ha!

I didn't see him. He's just

jumping for you.

But I have to still run just a case. Yeah, well, by the time you get out of here,

you're gonna have nothing to worry about.

Because she and I are gonna go out and do what we do best.

After that, some actually devise this for you

about body checking lives moving machines.

Hey, by The Way, thanks for saving my life. Yeah, it's me.

And who? Eddie J. said, the Donovan, one-eyed Jack, small time of but good.

I want this guy. Unless I find him first, he is a relic.

It's just fancy, sir.

Your incompetence board is on criminal neglect.

I'm going to see to it that you are sued and never work in this state again.

Anything else?

Mr. Camden is on his way in. His flight should be arriving shortly.

I don't want you around here when he gets here.

It's going to be hard enough from seeing his son in this condition.

Consider yourself fired. He will be once Mr. Cameron arrives.

I'm going to get a lifeboat. Got a tattoo right here.

Look, I put a couple of uniformed officers on to watch

the candle kid till we can wrap this thing up. Is that close?

With any luck it will be.

We did a little bit of check in and that idea you had about

fryer in the jury looks like it might pay off. Oh, you're lunch for your diligence.

You know, I haven't eaten all day.

You've got to bring your bank card with you on the start.

Seems like your man-friar was on a jury several months ago.

He's the foreman as a matter of fact.

It was a manslaughter case lasted a couple of months.

Anyway, Friday makes this adamant stand for a quiddle of the defendant. There's a...

Backlog in the court, there's the hung jury anyway that the defendant walks.

His name was Donovan. Do you know him? No, but I'd like to meet him.

He's the guy with the patch. Since when? There was a glitch in the ID system.

He lost his eye while in lockup during a riot. He never revotographed him.

There's an old detective Maxim when all else fails try a green.

Police use it all the time.

They sent out telegrams to the last known address of one of criminals,

telling them they've won a new car or a trip to Hawaii or just a bundle of cash.

It always seems to work. I thought it was worth a try for Mrs. Fryer.

After all, it seemed apparent that Donovan

had bought her husband's vote on the jury.

The question was, why did he then want to kill him and burn his house down?

It looked like a good day for old detective Maxims.

right?

Yes.

Are you the insurance adjuster?

My name is Spencer.

Are you aware that the police are looking for you? What?

I don't know what you mean.

Your telegram said you could give me some money

today for the house, but I had to be here at 230.

I lied, I'm a private investigator.

What do you want from me? Can you see it's all gone? Everything.

Total loss.

What happened to your husband when he was on jury duty?

How did you find out about that? How's not important.

What's important is that Donovan had your husband killed.

Why are you saying these things to me? Because I want to know what's going on here.

There's a young boy out there who's in danger because he saw your husband kill.

And if you take a look around her, you'll see your life's not all that safe either.

Don't you think I know that? That's why I went to my sisters in New Hampshire.

Tell me about Donovan.

sent to men to talk to Arthur while he was on jury duty during his trial.

I got to him.

found his price.

We'd always been down.

I drove him to push it.

I killed him. It was my plan to blackmail him.

after the trial.

After Donovan paid?

I told Arthur to ask for more money.

I told him to tell Dalton there was a tape of the transaction.

There's no tape.

either was only telling him what I told him to.

Denise Friar could now tell her blackmail story to someone else, Frank Belson.

On the way home, I decided to stop in at the hospital and say hello to RC.

It still bothered me that he was the one witness who could identify the murder.

Mr. Spencer, you would told not to come back here.

Mr. Ram, my favorite, Danny, have always had trouble doing what I'm told.

I'll handle this, Shitty.

James Camden, Mr. Spencer, I'm looking. I came by to see how your son lost.

That won't be necessary. Everything is fine now.

If it wasn't the police, wouldn't it have lived? It would be great.

The officers received a message from a lieutenant, telling

them there was no longer any danger and they could go.

When, when was this?

20 minutes ago? Sergeant Belson's in charge of this case.

I talked to him 10 minutes ago. He doesn't know anything about this. Oh, my God.

524?

Call the police!

Come on!

Whoa!

Gunovan!

I'm really glad you could make it.

I know it means a lot to us.

Well, don't expect too much. This is the smallest kid on the ice.

You must think I'm a pretty lousy father.

You both took a pretty hard fall last year.

But it's time to start picking up the pieces.

RC is going to grow up.

with it without you.

I want so damn much for you to love him.

Only me.

Why do you think he's working so hard at blind hockey?

He wants you to love him like you loved his older brother.

Number 17. Two minutes.

and your son may be surprised.

Our sea had learned well,

and so had his father.

Last I heard they were going to the Caribbean to fish,

and in our sea's words do some serious painting.

became the owner of a Renee Candidate original.

It was simply called water color.