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[♪]

Okay, we'll do

The plant-watering pointerfirst.

Are you almost readywith the setup, nigel?

Seconds away.

And then we'll do the bit

About using mayonnaiseas hair conditioner...

And we'll finishwith the pointer

On how to clean a cat.

About shampooing cats--

I tried it in the lab...

It's not a good idea.

Ooh. Clearly.

Kitty tray,powder, no cat.

Okay...How do I look?

Wunderbar.

All right, chaps.

We'll try one.

Okay, here we go!

And now it's time

For our firstprupointerof the week.

This question comes fromone of our big fans,

Henrietta from houston.

Hey, sweetie, tell earl

The crew just lovedthe latest batch of chili.

Henrietta writes--

"Dear prudence: earl and iare going bass-fishing.

"The cats can fendfor themselves,

"But I don't know

"How my poor plantsare going to get watered.

Help!"

Houston, we have a solution.

Fill a bucket with water.

Tie some cotton twinearound a brick.

Put the brick in the water...

Take the end of the twine...

And put it into the soilof the plants.

Now, the cottonsucks up the water like a straw,

And provides a steady supplyof water to the... Oh--

[yawning]: oh! Oh.

Cut, cut.

Cut!

Speaking of sucking--

Is this segment,like, totally tanking?

No, not at all.

I agree.

I thinkthe pointer's fascinating.

Oh, yeah, I get it.

The pointer's fine,but I'm tanking?

That's notwhat I'm saying.

No, no.There's no tankage.

None at all. Zero.

It's what you're thinking...

And, you know,you're right.

You know, I've just beenoff my game for a while.

I'm just feeling a bit...

I don't know...A bit..

Distracted?

Disconnected?

Exhausted?

It's that obvious?

You work too hard.

Your mother was the same way

When she wrotetheprupointerscolumn.

She lived to work.

Oh, my mother workedto avoid living.

If the shoe fits, sweetie.

I am not my mother, jeffrey!

You're getting there.

That's why I'm going tohave to fire you.

Fire me?

You're the cornerstoneof my empire,

Prudence. My cash cow.

I can't affordto have you burn out.

Finish this segmentand you're gone.

For a week.

Are you off your meds again?

You leave tomorrow.Take the company plane.

To where?

To my lodge in wyoming.

I'm a new yorker.

What am I going to doin wyoming?

Stare at the bloody mountains?

Why not?Stare at the mountains.

Sleep, read,

Start painting again.

Hello.

I'm prudence mccoy,and you must be ruth.

Yes, I am.

Nice to meet you,ms. Mccoy.

Oh, please,call me prudence.

So, how was your flight?

Oh, torture.

Four hours on that planefelt like four days.

And I wanted to sleep,but I couldn't, of course.

Had no appetite--well, I never do when I fly--

And I'd seen the moviethe night before.

And coming down to land,the plane was shaking so badly

I thought it was going tocome apart at the seams.

That's why I loathe vacations.

They're nerve-wracking.

[buzzer rings,cart squeaks]

Bags? Already?

In new york, I have towait a week for these.

Were there otherpassengers on the plane?

No, no, I was alone.

I know this is a ridiculousamount of luggage,

But I'm a terrible traveler.

I always have to pack everything

So I can decidewhat not to wear.

Oh! Hold up!

These squeaky wheelsare driving me nuts.

What is that?

Olive oil.

Extra virgin.

Good for rusty metaland sticky locks.

Low acidity,

Delicious on saladsand vegetables.

Now try it again.

[rolling silently]

Prupointer #86.

I got it from

An old italian plumberin brooklyn.

[♪♪]

The sky is just so amazing.

Living in new york,

It's easy to forgetthere is one.

Well, you should take advantageof it while you're here,

Especially the sunriseand sunset.

I know a beautifulplace to do that.

Could you take me out theresometime?

Well, I'm meeting some peopleout there later,

I could rearrange it,and we could stop on the way.

That sounds likethe perfect antidote to jetlag.

[♪]

Tassajaro has been

A sacred ground to my peoplesince time immemorial.

It's beautiful land.

We come here forceremonies, fasting.

What's the fabricon the trees?

Those are prayer ties.

We bundle our prayersand an offering of tobacco,

To be carried to creatorby the spirits.

Was bart andrewsa member of your tribe?

Oh, no.

No, the andrews family hasowned tassajaro for 140 years.

Well, isn't thisyour people's land?

Well, yeah, that'sthe way we look at it,

But the government decidedthat they owned it,

And they sold most of it off

To farmersand ranchers.

When the andrews familybought tassajaro,

They promisedit would not be disturbed.

Hmm. Well, it looks likethey kept their promise.

Yes, they did,especially bart.

He was like family to us.

He loved tassajaroas much as we do.

In fact, we're holdinga commemoration of his death

Here next week.

[vehicle approaching, honking]

Thanks forcoming early.

Jean phillipe andrews,doug craig,

This is prudence mccoy.

She'll be staying at the lodgefor a few days.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

Welcome.

Jean phillipeis bart's son,

And doug's the lawyerfor andrews' land trust

That takes careof tassajaro.

We're planning bart'smemorial together.

I've got some ideasabout that, ruth.

Come and talk with mefor a moment.

Do you mind?

No.

Excuse us,mademoiselle.

So, if you're stayingat the lodge,

You must betheprudence mccoy.

The only one I know.

I met jeff symcox

When I handleda zoning matter

Out here for him.

You'd just taken overyour mother's column.

He said you'd beeven better than her.

Oh, I'm not sureabout that.

Different, I hope.

Ah, my father

Was a suspenders, cigars,and single-malt scotch

Kind of lawyer.

I always wanted tobe different, too.

So, you don't wearsuspenders?

Or smoke cigars.

I do, however,enjoy my scotch.

Would you liketo have a drink

While you're out here?

I'd love that...

Good.

If I can fit it

Into my days of doingabsolutely nothing.

[cellphone rings]

Excuse me.

I should take this.

Excuse me.

Hello?

So... Doug craig?

He's a nice man.

He grew up here.

My son jr worked for himfor a summer.

He's a long-time friendof bart andrews.

Like a son to him,really.

Very well-liked,

Respected...

Divorced.

[both chuckling]

Was I that obvious?

We shouldn't have stayedso long.

Would you like to getsomething to drink?

Oh, I'd love it,I'm so thirsty.

[ruth]: I've been comingto this place

Since the day I turned 21.

Met my husband russell here.

Eddie.

Hey, ruth.

Prudence mccoy.

She's stayingat the lodge.

This is eddie,he's a detective

With the policedepartment.

I'll get ussome drinks.

Welcome to wyoming.

You're a red sox fan?

Born in south boston.

I live in new york.

I won't even ask.

Hmm. You're a clever man.

Yeah, for a red sox fan.

What do you shave with, anyway?A chain saw?

What're you talking about?

You have serious caseof razor burn.

And?

Well, I hate to seea man in pain.

Relax. I'm not in pain.

Right. And selling babe ruthwasn't the worst mistake

In the historyof professional sports.

That'shistory.

The curse of the bambinois over.

You wish.

Don't have to wish!

I've got the world seriesin 2004,

I've got the world seriesin 2007...

Have you got someoatmeal at home?

I hate oatmeal.

You're not going to eat it,

You're going to rub iton your face.

Rub it on my face?

That's right.

Three times a day, leave it onfor about 15 minutes.

Razor burn'll be gonein the morning.

Oh, and one more thing--

No, that's okay,you've done enough.

Pop for a new razorevery three to four years.

[ruth]: I startedworking at the lodge

When I was in high school.

It's the only real jobi've had.

And then,when my husband passed away,

I moved in full-time.

This room

Makes carnegie halllook small.

Yeah, we call itthe great room.

Mr. Symcoxdesigned it himself.

Oh, of coursehe did.

Jeffrey loves big,

And bigger,and biggest.

I'll show youyour room.

It's right over here.

Mr. Symcox wanted youto stay in this room.

He said it'd be perfectfor your visit.

Oh, well, he's determinedto see me relax.

The lodge is wonderfulfor that.

That's my mother!

Yes. This was herfavorite room

When she stayed here.

She stayed here?

Many times, after your fatherpassed on. You didn't know?

No. But that's no surprise.

My mother was alwaysa bit of a mystery.

I mean, she never talked to meabout herself, or...

Or about anything, really.

Yeah, I always used to tryto talk to my son,

But he hated hearing his mothertelling stories.

I would have loved to haveheard my mother's stories.

[ruth]: jr, it's mom.

I'm worriedabout you, sweetie.

I want to talk to you,even if it's just for a minute.

And I want tohear your voice.

Just call me back, please?

[muttering to self]: no...

No, this is noneof your business.

Stare at mountains.

Read a book.

Get a life.

Ruth?

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine.

Ruth, you're not fine.

It's my son...

He left mea strange message,

And now I can'treach him.

[jr's voice on message]:mom, I'm working

On this magazine article,

And it's turned into an amazing story.

I need to talk to you as soon as possible.

We've got to stop what's going on

Before it's too late.

Just remember-- I'm doing this for you, mom.

For you, for all of us.

I love you.

Do you know anything

About the articlehe was writing?

No, he never talked to meabout his work.

He moved awayto a cabin,

And traveled a lot.

Wouldn't call...

Well, you could drive outto his cabin,

Make sure he's all right.

No, I can't leave the lodge

And my guests.

Yes, you can.

I mean, this is about family.

Besides, your guests wouldlike to see some of wyoming.

And don't worry about the lodge,we'll just lock the door.

[ruth]: when he was younger,

I thought I knewwhat was best for him.

We argued about everything.

Could you come infor a moment?

Just to help me break the ice?

Of course.

[calling]: jr?

Jr, it's mom.

Jr!

Chain's on the door.

The car's here...

He must be home.

Maybe he's asleep.

Let's try the mud room.

[door creaks open]

Jr?

It's mom.

He's not here.

Would you like to wait?

No, but I thinki'll straighten up his room.

He's got a monthof dirty clothes up there.

Do you mind?

No, of course not.

[prudence]: so, there I was,

With this humongous globof bubblegum stuck in my hair,

And I was convinced

I was going to have toget my head shaved,

But my motherasked mr. Forsythe,

The man who ran her lab,

To see if he could find a wayto get the gum out,

And he discoveredpeanut butter did the trick.

Smooth, not chunky,mercifully.

[both chuckling]

You know,jeff symcox was right.

About what?

About everything.

He said you were charming,you'd make me laugh.

When did you talk to jeffrey?

As soonas I got back to the office.

I hadn't talked to himfor years,

But he was kind enoughto take my call.

That must've beenafter I called him

And picked his brainabout you.

Ah. And you decided to havedrinks with me anyway?

I like to liveon the wild side.

Wyoming's a great placeto do that.

This is incredible!

I've seen you twicein one day.

I have becomea very lucky man...

But, not as lucky as you,mon ami.

Not even close.

My fiancee loves your program,mademoiselle.

She threatened to call offthe wedding

If I didn't somehowget your autograph.

I know it'stres gauche,but could you?

Of course.

You've made me a hero,at least for tonight.

Merci beaucoup.

When exactly did menstop kissing women's hands?

And why?

And it's so perfectlycivilized.

Jean phillipeis from france.

He likes to betrescosmopolitan...

Especiallywith beautiful women.

Bart's son was born in france?

Oh, yes. See, jean phillipe'smother, genevieve,

Was bart's french mistress.

And when he broke offthe affair--

Rather badly, I'm afraid--

She didn't tell himshe was pregnant.

And even when bartfound out he had a son,

She wouldn't let him see him.

That must've beenvery hard for him.

Yeah. Jean phillipeis his only child.

It broke his heart.

But, six months before bart diedof lung cancer,

Genevieve diedin a car accident,

So he sent me over to franceto bring his boy home,

And that...That meant everything to bart,

To have his son beside himwhen he died.

Mm. Speaking of sons...

You know ruth's son,don't you?

Jr? Yeah,I've him known him for years.

Nice kid?

Yeah... Jr's got a good heart.

He's, uh, he's madesome stupid choices.

I've had to bail him outof hot water more than once,

But we kept his record clean.

Why do you ask?

He's just dropped out of sight.

He's not returninghis mother's calls.

No idea where he is?

None.

Is there anything you know thatshe should be concerned about?

I haven't spoken to jrin months.

I was hopinghe'd clean up his act.

That hot water you mentioned...

How hot was it?

Very.

[s.U.V. Door opens and shuts]

Oh, good,this is the police station.

Ma'am?

Oh, in new york,

Most police stationslook like bomb shelters.

This buildinglooked so quaint,

I thought it might beanother boutique or something.

How can I help you, ma'am?

Sorry. Right.

I know it's late...

But I'm worried about the sonof a friend of mine.

Well, actually,we just met today,

But I feel we connected,on a woman-to-woman level,

If you know what I mean?

Probably not,which is probably a good thing.

But what's important

Is that she can'tlocate the boy.

Well, if it's her son,

Why isn't she hereinstead of you?

Oh, she doesn't knowi came.

But a relative or spouse

Has to filea missing person report.

Well, here's the rub--

We don't knowif he really is missing.

Then why are you here?

Because he might be missing.

Ma'am, I can't file

A might-be-missing personreport.

Isn't there someone else herethat I can talk to about this?

The only officer on duty is--

...Sayingsayonara.

It's you!No, you can't leave.

Watch me.

I-- I need to talk to you.

It's aboutruth's son jr.

I don't know, but I thinkhe might have been murdered.

Murdered?

Murdered?

[sighs]: murdered.

[prudence]: at first,

I thought it wasa wine stain on the rug,

So I pulled outa can of shaving cream.

Shaving cream?

It's great for gettingstains out. Magic.

Sort of like, um,

Oatmealfor razor burn.

Anyway, when I wasdown there

On the floor,

I noticed this...On the table leg.

And this is?

Blood.

Alleged blood.

It's blood.

Which tells me that the stainon the rug was blood as well.

I'll probably regret this,but, okay, I'll bite--

Whose blooddo you think this is?

Jr's. He's the only onewho lives there, so...

Maybe he cut himself shaving.

No. Somebody bashed himon the head

With a candlestick.

A candlestick?

I saw it at the house.

It was wooden, heavy,sharp edges,

I mean, it could doas much damage as...

Hmph, as falling offa motorcycle.

You don't really ride those,do you?

I really do.

You don't have children,I hope?

Look, can we stay focused here?

Who would this someone be?

The same person...

That rubbed shoe polishon the candlestick.

When the candlestickhit jr's head,

The impact made gougeson the candlestick.

Someone used shoe polishto conceal the gouges.

Why not just takethe candlestick?

Because if someone noticedit was missing,

They might start asking why.

Better to leave itin plain sight,

So it looks likenothing ever happened...

And that's why the kitchenwas neat as a pin.

The kitchen was neat?

Mm-hmm.

And this is important?

The murdererdidn't want it to look like

Someone had been killed there.

So... The alleged murderercleared the table

And washed the dishes

After he allegedly killedthe kid with a candlestick?

You're catching on.

Except for the "Alleged" part,but we'll work on that.

Why kill jrin the first place?

Oh... [sighs]

He'd had a little troublewhen he was younger.

Hot water.

What makes you think that?

I have a source.

A source?

You've been here 12 hours,and you have a source?

Fine, don't believe me.

Let's seewhat jr's got

On his rap sheet.

At 10...

He got busted for breakingchristmas lights at the ymca.

14... He pinched a kid's bikeand took it for a joyride.

16...

He lit a bag of dog crap on fireon the principal's front porch.

Wow.

Public enemy number one.

Maybe he had a good lawyer...

...Who kept the hot wateroff his record.

Jr lives outsidecity limits.

The county sheriff handleseverything out there.

Well, then, why don't you callthe county sheriff?

And what am igoing to say?

"Yo, I got this kid,he doesn't call home.

I'm thinking he got whackedby a candlestick."

"You got a body, evidence,leads, motive, anything?"

"Well, I'm a little lighton details,

"But I do knowthat the murderer

Was a heck of a house-cleaner."

Dying to make that call.

Fine. I'll make it.I'm not shy.

Really?

I hadn't noticed.

Leave the red stuff.

You mean the blood.

Whatever. I'll have the labcheck it out.

If it is jr's blood,maybe I'll have something

To talk to the sheriff's officeabout.

Hmm.

[gags]

[groans]

Someone should be arrestedfor making coffee this bad.

We had to fire our barista.

Budget cuts.

Just add some saltand some nutmeg

Before you brew the coffee.

It'll takeall the bitterness out.

We like bitter.

Keeps us mean.

You haven't mentioned thisto ruth, have you?

No. I...Didn't want to upset her.

Me either.

You're on vacation up here,so, vacation--

Sleep, shop,

Work on your tan...

Mm. Should I get my nailsdone as well?

Mani? Pedi?

Yeah, that works.

Just don't try to be a cop.

Oh, absolutely not.Wouldn't dream of it!

Not for a nano... [chuckles]

[dialing]

[phone ringing]

Nigel forsythe iii.

Nigel, it's me.

Oh, hey, me.

It's... It's me, too.[starts chuckling]

Well, actually,

It's me-three,isn't it?

Because I am the iii,after all...

It's the middle of the night.What are you doing?

I'm, uh, working.You know me.

Nose to the old grindstone,24/7.

Working on what?

Theprupointeron vodkathat we talked about.

I had no idea!

It turns out that vodka's

One of-- one ofthe wonders of the world.

It's just amazingwhat it can do.

Did you know that it'sa great facial cleaner?

You just-- you just--

Rub it on your face,and squeaky-clean pores.

Bingo!

You silly twit,

You're absorbing the alcoholthrough your skin.

You're as drunk as a loon.

How drunk do loons get?

[sighing impatiently]:never mind.

Look, I want youto come to wyoming.

You're on vacation.What do you need me for?

I miss you.

Oh, come on!

You-- you don't miss anyone.

Whatever.

Take three aspirin, pack a bag,and get on a plane.

Do I have to?

I'd hate to interrupt

This very, very importantresearch...

Aw! Did you knowthat vodka is excellent

For cleaning the hairoff your tongue?

Good morning, prudence.

Good morning.

Ready forsome breakfast?

Yes, I am.

Did jr call?

No.

Oh.

Ruth...

I'm, uh, I'm curious--

When my mother cameto stay here,

Did you ever have a chanceto talk to her?

Oh, a little,when she wasn't too busy.

[scoffs]: of course, her work.

No.

She hardly workedwhen she was here.

Really?What did she do?

I thinkshe enjoyed herself.

Enjoyed herself?

All I ever rememberis her working.

I mean, I knewwhat she was--

A columnist, you know,a sort of a celebrity,

But I never really knewwhoshe was.

I mean, not as a woman,really.

Well, I didn'tknow her that well,

But I do remember this--

When she was happy...

Everybody around herwas happy, too.

What made her happy?

Just a moment...

This belongedto your mother.

She wanted it kept here,at the lodge,

Even after she was gone.

Why?

I'm not sure,maybe it's because the lodge

Held so many fond memoriesfor her.

[♪]

[footsteps]

[sighs]

There are dozens of lettersin this box, ruth.

Written by someone who had tohave been her lover.

I mean, they're so...Beautiful and romantic...

My mother had a lover.

My god!

I mean, do you have any ideawho wrote these?

Oh, no.

She didn't talk to meabout such things.

[doorbell rings]

Oh, excuse me.

[astonished chuckle]

[stifled cry]

[ruth wails]

[door closes]

[♪]

[crying]

Ruth?

Jr...

I'm detective jillson,

County sheriff's department.

Uh, some hikers foundmrs. Vigil's son

Out at diablo canyon.

He'd, uh...

Fallen from a hiking trailnear the summit.

[sobbing]

He's dead, prudence.

[continues sobbing]

Jr's dead.

The hikers found

This suicide noteon the mountain.

Oh, my god.

[ruth]: doesn't make sense.

Jr had his ups and downs,just like anybody else,

But he loved his life.

He wouldn't have wasted it.

Especially not like this.

What do you mean?

Jr was terrified of heights.

He hated to fly,

Wouldn't even ridein an elevator.

Why would he climba mountain to...?

[eddie]: I have no clue.

Well, aren't yoususpicious?

I mean, this doesn'tmake sense.

Most of lifedoesn't make sense--

Startingwith the big bang.

Jr didn't jump.

A lot of peoplethink he did.

Is the coronergoing to do an autopsy?

Coroners don't usuallydo autopsies in suicides,

Especially wherethe cause of death is obvious.

Where is diablo canyon?

West of town. Why?

We should startour investigation there.

What investigation?

To find outwho murdered ruth's son.

We went over thisalready.

We did?

We did,but read my lips again--

This is out of my jurisdiction.

Guess what?

I don't have a jurisdiction.I'll go there myself.

No, you won't.

You head out thereby yourself,

You'll get lost,you'll die,

And your bones'll bepicked clean by vultures.

Hmm! Sounds likean after-christmas sale

In new york.

Even worse, I'll have towrite the whole sordid mess up.

Why?

The sordid messwon't be in your jurisdiction.

[sighs wearily]

I'll get the sheriff's reportoff the internet

And drive you out there.

Mm, not on that,I hope?

You ever been on a bike?

Never.

I'm just not that keento be an organ donor.

Then you haven't lived.

So if I rode a motorcycle,I'd be living?

Well, it'd be a start.

I'll get the car.

You'll needsome decent hiking shoes.

Oh, these are fine.I'm a new yorker.

We walk anywhere.

Besides, we need to beat the airport in 20 minutes.

Why?

Oh, come on.

[grunting]

Oh, there he is.

Hello, nigel!

This is, like,a gag, right?

No gag. That's nigel.

Why's he rubbing his headwith a lemon?

It cures headaches.

I'm afraid he hasa wicked hangover.

This guy

Actuallyworks for you?

He runs my lab.

He'll be a lot of helpin the investigation.

He's very talented.

[thumping and banging]

At what?

[prudence huffing and puffing]

[exasperated grunting]

[panting]

I feel like a...

A bloodymountain goat.

Why couldn't wedrive up here?

Oh, you needfour-wheel drive.

And I thought new yorkersliked to walk.

This isn't a walk.This is a death march.

We're almost there.

Oh, god. You're enjoying this,aren't you?

This is where the hikers foundjr's suicide note.

Okay.

He...

He came down the hillsideright there...

Crossed to the edge,

And jumpedfrom here.

The yellow police tape

At the bottomof the cliff

Is where the hikersfound the body.

He was terrified of heights.

He would never have triedto commit suicide

By jumping off a mountain.

He left the suicidenote here,

They found the body

Down there.

Connect the dots.

Have you seenthe note?

No.

Well, I did. It was typed.

I mean, who typesa suicide note?

Methodical,organized people.

If that's wherethey found the body,

He didn't jumpfrom here.

Then how'dhe get there? Fly?

He was pushed,or, if he was unconscious

Or, you know, worse,

He was droppedover the edge.

What are youtalking about?

If he'd jumpedout from the cliff,

Then he would have missed

That rock outcroppingcompletely,

And would've landed right there,by that tree.

But if he'd been pushed,or-or dumped,

Then he would have hitthe outcropping,

Which would have alteredthe trajectory of his fall,

And he would have landed...Right where they found the body.

Nigel,you're brilliant.

Didn't I tell youhe was brilliant?

Too many times.

Look, if the kidwas afraid of heights,

I'm guessinghe didn't just...

Come take a swan-divefrom the cliff.

He probably inched outto the edge,

Took a deep breath,

Looked out,said a hail mary,

And dropped...

Hit the rock outcroppingon the way down,

And landed rightwhere he was found.

Not bad, but wrong.

Wrong?

I've beena detective for...

I don't know, 25 years?

You've been a detectivefor, let's see, uh--

For never?

Prudence!

Look at this.

What did you find?

Bootprints.

Someone came downthis hill

And then walkedback up again.

It looks like they werewearing cowboy boots.

Nigel found cowboy-boot prints.

Cowboy boots, in wyoming?

Wow, the kid's hot.

The printscoming down the hill

Are, on average,57% deeper and 33% wider

Than the boot printsgoing back up the hill.

So someone was heaviercoming down the hill

Than going back up.So what?

Apart froman incredible crash diet,

How else would you explainthe sudden weight loss?

This is a camping area.

Someone came down carryingsomething heavy, like,

A backpack full of food,

Water, fishing gear--

Or a body,

That they pushed or dumpedoff the cliff

And then they walkedright back up the hill.

Limped.

The bootprints indicate a limpfavoring the right leg.

Those prints disappear

Way before you getto the cliff.

Because that's rockthere, not mud.

Fine, but whoevercame down the hill

Could've gone anywherefrom there.

Uh, not with a body.

Dead weightis very difficult to carry.

[snickering]: whatever.

We're done here.

Go on upto the top of the hill.

I'll get the carand meet you.

The car?

I thought you told meyou couldn't drive up here?

I said we neededfour-wheel drive.

I have four-wheel drive.

[cellphone rings]

Oop.

I can't believe this!

He made us walkall the way up here

Just because I wouldn't followhis advice and change my shoes.

I mean, it's justso bloody childish, isn't it?

Your feetmust be killing you.

Why didn't you-- why didn't youjust change your shoes?

Because I didn't want to,did I?

[scoffs]: wow.

Now,thatis totally childish.

Oh, mind your own beeswax,nigel.

The lab results

On your blood samplecame back.

And?

You were right. It's blood.

Yes, I knew it!I could feel it.

I had this sixth sense.You know what I mean?

Great detectives,the really good ones,

I mean, they must have thatsort of feeling all the time--

It wasn'tjr's blood type.

He was ab-negative.

The blood in his houseis o-positive.

The murderer's.

Jr resisted,he got cut--

Assumingthere is a murderer...

Which means 35%of the entire population

Are now suspects.

This pig doesn't have wings.

Pardon?

It doesn't fly. Tsk.

[♪]

I'm sorry.

[♪]

I knowhow this sounds,

But I don't thinkjr committed suicide.

What are youtalking about?

I thinksomebody killed him

And tried to make itlook like suicide.

Who'd do that? Why?

[sighs]: I don't know.

Have you told the police?

A detective here in town,

But he doesn'ttake me seriously.

Do you have any proof,any evidence?

Some, but not enoughto convince the police.

Not yet.

You haven't told anyof this to ruth, have you?

No, no, I didn'twant to upset her.

Listen, I havesome contacts

At the sheriff's office.

I'll make a few calls,discreetly,

And seewhat I can find.

That's fantastic.

And if you find anything,run it past me,

And I'll make sure

Those police don'tbrush you off, okay?

Absolutely.

All right.

You must be very kind to beconcerned about ruth and jr.

So are you. Thank you.

[♪]

Is it really necessarythat I'm here?

Of course! I'm working.

You're my assistant,aren't you?

Well, yeah, granted, but...

Work doesn't usually involvetrying to solve murders.

[sighs]

[nigel chuckling]

Ah... Shoe polish.

My grandfather developedthat pointer for your mom.

Forsythe the firstwas brilliant.

The first solvedhousehold problems

Like mozartwrote symphonies.

I stand humbly

On the shouldersof that giant.

Whew. Okay. Okay!

What are we looking for?

Somethingthat might tell us

What happened to jr.

I'll check the bedroom.

Okay...

[♪]

[thumping hollow]

[chuckles]

Eureka!

What did you find?

It's in french.

[laughs]: I'm sorry.

I'm fluentin three languages,

Can read another four,but french...

[speaking german]

What?

It's german for

"French is a boring languagespoken by arrogant fools."

Well, the onlyfrench I know

Should never be spokenoutside of the bedroom.

Do you knowwhatpetit mortmeans?

No, no,and knowing you,

I don't want to know.Not ever.

You're blushing.

No, I'm not.

You're going redas a beet.

That's so adorable!

Can we move on?Please?

Just lookat these pictures.

They're photos of a county map.

Hmm.

Maybe jr had an officesomewhere?

Ah. Hey, hey.

Check out the windowreflected in this mirror.

See the edge of that sign?"T-e-t"...

We find that sign,and we'll find this room.

And you'll find it.

[speaks another language]

[sighing]

[prudence]: tassajaro?

That's strange.

Strange goodor strange bad?

I don't know.

Anyway, we've got a map,

We have a frenchdocument,

And we have the leadon an office--

We're on a roll, nigel.

Oh, great.

Any idea what directionwe're rolling in?

Oh, we'll goto the sheriff's office.

Drop me off at the lodge.

I've had my outingfor the day.

What are you afraid of?

You! Arguing with a sheriff,me going to jail.

[sighing]

That's a candlestick,ms. Mccoy.

And a murder weapon.

Jr vigil wasn't murdered.

There's a growing body ofevidence that says that he was.

A body of evidence?

Well, maybe not a "Body",but...

But there area lot of people

Who believethat he was murdered.

Professionals.

What sort of professionals?

Well, a prominent lawyerin town

And, uh, detective duncan.

Duncan buysthis candlestick idea?

Detective duncan'svery intrigued.

See?

The gouges?

And?

I know ruth vigil asked

That an autopsy be performedon her son.

Yes, ma'am, she did.

All you have to dois examine the coroner's report.

If there was traumato jr's head--

The boy fell 300 feetdown the side of a mountain.

There's head trauma...A lot of it.

The forensics experts

Will see the head woundscould have only been caused

By this candlestick.

You seem pretty sureabout this.

I am.

If I'm wrong...

I'll give your wife, corky,

An autographedprupointerst-shirt.

Hey...Prupointer?

You're-- you're that prudence.

That's right.

Ha!

Your wife'sone of my biggest fans.

Yeah! Yeah.

So, how's the snoring problem?

My--? [laughs]

Cured!

That tennis ball you had corkysew into my pajamas

Keeps me from rolling over.

Nigel, my assistant,came up with that one.

Well, he's a damn genius.

All right,

I'll have forensicscheck out your candlestick.

Fantastic.

But I've got one otherlittle problem...

My hunting dog, rufus...

Oh...

He's got gas.

Bad gas.

We've had to fumigatethe house twice.

[sighs]

We really need

Your help on this one.You got any ideas?

Put half a cupof plain yogurt

In rufus' dog foodtwice a day.

It'll deflate him.

Yogurt?

Mm-hmm.

If that works,

You might've justsaved my marriage.

Thought I was going to have tochoose between corky and rufus.

Would that have beenhard to do?

Well...

Rufus is a damn goodbird dog.

No, I justfaxed it to you--

A documentof some kind.

No, don't fly out,francois,

I just want youto translate it

And call me.

I miss you, too.

Kiss-kiss.

Ooh. Headache?

A killer. Uh...

Eddie was here.

He talked to jillsonabout your visit.

He's not a happy camper.

No? Gee, I'm sosorry about that.

He saidhe wants you to chill.

Chill? What am I,a bottle of chardonnay?

He hasa bloody nerve.

Please, please,just don't start.

[inhales sharply]

I thinki found the room.

[gasps]

[groans]: oh.

Um, the letteringlooked commercial,

So I searched localbusiness names,

All with the letterst, e, and t in them,

In that order.

And it turned up, like,dozens of them--

All with the word "Teton"In them.

Why teton?

Oh, because ofthe grand tetons.

The mountains were namedby the french explorers

Who called the threehighest peaks of the range

Les trois tetons--"The three breasts"

Or... Or "Nipples,"

You know, dependingon the translation...

[chuckles]

So, I figured that,

If jr kept some sort of,you know, secret hideaway,

That he wouldn't choose

An auto mechanicor drycleaners--

A motel!

Well, no, no, actually,

I think hewould

Choose a motel.

That's what I mean.

Do you have a name,address?

Naturally.There's only one motel

With a name that matchesthe letters in that photo.

The teton chalet motel.

Well, it's definitelythe same sign.

Okay, now we just find

The window that looksout on the sign

At the same angle...

There's only three.Piece of cake.

No.

I think that worked.

We can't look suspicious.

[scoffing]: what?

You don't thinkthat that-- that--

It's called a kiss.

...Moment just made uslook totally suspicious?

I mean,what kind of people

Just kiss each otherlike that

In the middleof the day?

People who cometo places like this.

Oh.

[sighs]: okay.

This is the same windowas in the picture.

You're sure?

Yeah. Absolutely. Yeah.

It's basiceuclidean geometry.

The cosine of the angle

Formed by the signand the window frame,

In conjunction withthe slope of shadows

Cast by the settingsun and, uh...

You're makingall this up, right?

[stammers]: pretty much.

So how are you surethis is the same window?

You can see the mapon the wall.

[exasperated sigh]

Hmm.

Liquid dishwashing detergent.

Nigel!

Dishwashing detergent!

Uh, yeah.

Hair pins.

Pencil.

Straw.

Now, cover me.

[click]

Bingo!

[nigel shuts the door]

Nigel?

Check out the laptop.

Oh, there's the sign...

And the map to tassajaro.

This is jr's computer.

The case has his nameand address on it.

Why would jr have a mapof tassajaro?

And I wonder what those "X"Eson the map mean.

Hmm.

Jr flew to paris last month.

Oh?

Well, that explainsthe french document.

See what elseyou can find.

Take the computer,I'll check upstairs.

[knocking, rattling]

No housekeeping, thanks!

[silenced gunshot]

[another silenced gunshot]

Prudence!

[loud whisper]:go out the back.

[banging on door]

[another shot fired]

There's no way out!

[banging on door continues]

Get the table lamp!

Ha!

[prudence]: hit him!

[thug groaning]

Oh!

Stay down, you plonker!

[tires squealing]

[both panting]

Why can't I ever rememberthat bloody mantra

When I need it?

Just forgetyour mantra!

Just call the police,report an attempted murder!

Are you daft, nigel?We can't call the police.

What? Why not?

Because I'm not interestedin being arrested

For the several serious crimeswe just committed.

Serious crimes?What do you--

Breaking and entering,

Larceny,assault and battery.

Oh, god!

Although I'd certainly argue

Bashing that wankerwas in self-defense.

Of courseit was self-defense!

He was trying to kill us!

And what makes you thinkhe won't try it again?

I don't. He could.

[nigel groaning,cellphone rings]

Hello?

Jeffrey!

Oh, uh...What are we doing?

Well, I mean, a lot of things,

Relaxing, reading,meeting people,

Having adventures.

[nigel groans]

For example,

Someone just tried to killnigel and me.

There were bullets flying,glass shattering...

What are you talking about? Who tried to kill you?

[siren wails]

What are you doing there? You're supposed to vacation...

You're supposed to rest and relax...

Got to run, we're beingpulled over by the police.

I'll call youif I need a solicitor.

Just shove everythingunder the seat,

And don'topen your mouth!

Ma'am.

Hello, detective.

So how are things at home?

Well, corky has loaded upon yogurt,

So we'll keepour fingers crossed.

But, uh...

Things aren't nearlyas promising

Out atthe teton chalet motel.

Someone shot up one of the unitsreal bad.

You wouldn't know anythingabout that, would you?

Goodness, no!

No, no, I'm terrified of guns.

Maid saw a carleaving the scene.

She didn't geta license plate,

But your car matchesher description.

Oh, that's impossible,detective.

We've been out admiringyour gorgeous mountains,

Haven't we, nigel?

Bloody massive, your tetons.

[chuckles]

I got the forensics backon your candlestick.

And?

The gouges matchthe head trauma on the victim,

And the wood splintersthat we found in the head wounds

Match your candlestick.

So he was murdered?

It's a little earlyto say for sure,

But it looks that way.

Now, if you haveany information--

Actually--

We don't have a thing...

But, if the candlestick helped,

We're delighted to havemade a contribution

Towards the preservationof law and order in wyoming.

Aren't we, nigel?

Yeah. We're thrilled.

When are you folks headed home?

As soon as possible.

That's probablya real good idea.

Ma'am.

Oh... Oh! That hurts!

Why'd you--why did you pinch me?

I told you not to talk.

You're lucky I didn'tcut your tongue out.

[groaning dramatically]

[♪]

[prudence]: jr putthose markings on the map

For a reason.

Call me crazy,but I want to know why.

[gasps]

Oh, no, look, I'm--

I'm really flattered,really, I am, but...

No, don't get up!

No, look, I just--

I'd feel terribleif we did anything

To jeopardize ourprofessional relationship.

How would you feelif we were killed?

Really bad. Why?

There's two guysover there.

I don't want themto see us.

You see that truckover there?

I want to geta closer look at it.

I've gotsome binoculars.

No, not from up here,from down there.

[groans]: how did I knowyou were going to say that?

Come on.

Oh, we've brokenso many laws already,

I'm getting confused.

Is this breaking and entering,or trespassing?

It's being nosy,it's not against the law,

So watch my back.

Okay, leave it, leave it.

Those guys are coming back.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

Nigel, come here.

These holes matchthe markings on jr's map.

Now, for some reason,they were important

To jr...And to those two guys.

I mean, they were trying to hideevery one of them.

Here, what do youthink this is?

It's tripwire,for dynamite.

That's what causedall these holes.

Well, who'd want to explodedynamite out here?

Someone who'slooking for oil.

Look, I went online,

I googled "Blacksinternational--"

It's an oilexploration company.

Oil geologists,they drill "Shot-holes,"

Stuff dynamite into them,blow it up,

And then use the reflectedsound waves

To mapthe subterranean structure.

Okay. Is this real,

Or is this more of youreuclidean-cosine nonsense?

No, no, that's--that's how it's done.

Uh, google, again.

Jr obviously knew

Someone was looking for oilout here.

My guess is,

Someone wasn't very happythat he knew about it.

[♪]

[sighs]

All right, fine,just play hard-to-get,

It's justa matter of time.

You can'tkeep me out forever.

Nigel, you've got tohear this one...

"I hated to see the night end.

"I wanted to be with you,warm and soft in my arms,

Until the end of time."

[scoffs]:"Until the end of time!"

I mean, who writessuch pathetic poppycock?

Someone who adored your mother.

How many letters are there?

Oh, dozens and dozens,

And they're so saccharinethey make my teeth ache.

Are you okay?

Oh, I'm fine.

Splendid.

That's such a lie.

You're crying.

No! No, no, no, ha--these are my allergies.

Allergies? What allergies?

[cellphone rings]

Ah.

Hello?

Oh! Uh, hello.

Um... Not much.

[chuckles]: just solvingthe world's hunger crisis

And fighting global warming.

Uh, tonight?

Um, no, I'm, uh--I'm booked up.

Uh, well, no, let me check.

Um...

Oh, no, I'm sorry,that's tomorrow night.

Tonight I'm free.

Uh, yes. Yes, I can.

I'll-- I'll see you there.

Who was that?

Oh, what's his name--the detective.

Jillson?

No, no, the other one. Eddie.

Eddie asked you out?

Oh, for a talk and drink.

Oh, so, this is, like,it's like a date, right?

No, no, this is not a date.

A drink and a talk?That's...

Hello?That is totally a date.

He's a bloody detective, nigel.

[crickets chirping]

Any luck?

I'll be in jr's computerby the time you get back.

Meanwhile,

I managed to hack intothe county land records.

Now, exceptfor tassajaro,

Every parcel of landon jr's map

Has been soldin the last five years.

In the middleof nowhere?

Who bought them?

A dozen differentcompanies,

But it gets interesting--

Every single one of themis owned by a company

Called "Jdt enterprises"--

Incorporatedin the grand caymans.

Sounds like some sortof shell company.

Aren't they allin the caymans?

Well, see what you canfind out about jdt.

I'm already on it.

I've got to run.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You... You can't go outlike that.

The outfit?

Too dressy?

The eyes...They're too red,

Too puffy.

Oh! God, you're right.I look horrible.

What have you gotfor the lizard eyes?

Uh, cold teaspoons,slices of cucumbers,

Wet tea bags...

All the old standards.

Not a good lookat a bar.

Have you got somethinga bit more subtle?

You want subtle?

I have got subtle.

Here.

Rub some of thison your eyes.

Repeat as needed,

But don't get anyon your lips.

What is this stuff?

It's hemorrhoid cream.

[piano playing]

[♪]

[patrons applauding]

You're early.

I wanted to finish my setbefore you got here.

Well, I didn't know whattraffic would be like.

Good call.

Moose in the middleof the road

Can hold up trafficfor hours.

Exactly whati was worried about.

[chuckles]

Look, just so you know,

I tracked down the hikerswho found jr's body.

Really?

They saw an old truck

On the bluffwhere jr jumped.

Allegedly.

[sighs]

They also saw a guywalking to the truck...

He had a limp.

Told you.

Yes, you did.

Hot sauce for silverware?

Takes the tarnish out.

Do you, uh,have a solution

For every single problem?

Well, there are a fewi haven't figured out.

Why did you want to finishthe set before I came?

I didn't thinkyou'd be into jazz.

Well, frankly,I never have been before.

Tonight was the first time.

Why tonight?

I liked watching you play.

And you looked like

You were totally absorbedin the music.

Hmm... I can seewhy people like jazz.

Well, it sneaks up on you,

And before you realizeit's happening,

It's got you.

I see what you mean.

Maybe I'd better finish my set.

You want to stick aroundfor a while?

Why not?I'm on vacation.

[clattering outside]

[slippers squeaking]

[clattering outside]

[clattering outside]

[rattle]

[gasp]

[shrieks]: ah!

What are you doing?

There was--there was someone outside.

On the deck.

[panting]

Tell me it was you.Please? Please.

I just got here.

It was the guy from the motel!

He's trying to kill us again.

I mean, why?You know?

I mean, what have weever done to him?

You know?We don't even know him.

How does he know about us?You know?

I mean, who are we?

We're just-- we're justtwo nosy people

Who should just mindtheir own business.

[sobbing whine]: oh...I can't die yet.

You know?I haven't even lived!

I want to flylike an eagle.

Did yousee anything?

Yes. He's still out there.It's frightening.

What's he doing?

He's going through the garbage.

What?

It's a raccoon,looking for a midnight snack.

Did I hear you say,"Fly like an eagle?"

I'm a hugesteve miller fan.

Oh, yes, of course you are.

Any luckwith the computer?

Oh, um, yeah, of course,

But that's notthe problem.

Each one of the filesis encrypted.

Which means?

It won't be easy.

Damn!

However...

One of the biggest fileswas labeled "Jdt."

The company that boughtthe land around tassajaro.

With an office in town.

And, yes, I have an address.

2020 bison boulevard...

Bison boulevard,only in wyoming.

[gasps]

You're brilliant!

First thing in the morning,we'll check out that office.

Whoa, whoa,whoa, whoa, whoa!

Did you lock the door?

There.

You want me totuck you in, too?

[clattering outside]

Door to door. 17 minutes.

Oh, my god!

I'm very goodwith directions.

Not you, nigel,that blue truck!

It's the same trucki saw at the motel.

I'm sure of it.

You know what,I think I did, too.

Eddie told methat the hikers

Who found jrat diablo canyon

Saw a truckparked there.

The driver had a limp.

The killer's here?At jdt?

Why?

That's whati'd like to know.

Oh. Oh, um...

We need to see what'sgoing on inside there.

Are you crazy?

He tried to kill us.

He obviously knows whatprudence mccoy looks like.

Maybe we can see somethinginside one of those windows.

Bad idea.One wrong move,

And we will beeating hot lead.

Eating hot lead?

Whatever.

Look, look,you can't do this.

I'll go in.

You?

Yeah, me.

When I'm with you,

No one ever paysany attention to me.

He'll never recognize me.

[exhaling]

Well, if you seeanything interesting,

Record it.

You're very brave, nigel.

[chuckling]: brave?

I'm so scared I could vomit.

Well, just to beon the safe side,

We need to get youa cover of some kind.

You're right. A cover.

What kind of cover?

May I help you?

Oh. Um... Delivering flowers.

I can see that.

[chuckles uncomfortably]

They're awesome.Who're they for?

Who are they for?

Uh, that's a good question.

Who do you--who do you think they're for?

Oh, my gosh,he remembered my birthday?

Yeah, yeah, yeah!He did, he did remember.

He totally acted likehe forgot this morning.

No, no, no. No, no, no.

He just, you know,he wanted to surprise you.

[giggles]: he did!

Is there a card?

Is-- uh, no, no,there's no card.

None.Nada.

He said that he wantsto tell you in person.

Aw! He is so sweet.

Aw, isn't he? Totally.

Just-- just a second. Okay?

Don't go anywhere.

[receptionist]:they're beautiful!

The flowers!

Would you stop?

I'm serious.

They're sitting hereright in front of me.

[muffled,indistinct conversation]

[receptionist]:yes, you did!

Yes, you did.

[shortly]: yes, you did!

Okay, look, I've gotsomebody here,

I've got to go.

He's so funny!

He kept pretendinglike he didn't send anything.

Oh! Really?

But I so knew it was him.

I hate itwhen he teases me like that.

He's such a brat.

But a sweet brat.

Happy birthday.

Wait! Wait, wait.

Where are you going?

Oh...

[smooches bill]

You're hot.

I am?

Totally.

Call me.

Maybe you could help meblow out my birthday candles.

But what about the "Brat"Who sent you the flowers?

My dad?

What about him?

[folds up bill]

Well? Did you get anything?

Got a tip...

And a phone number.

I mean, did you see anything?

[starts engine]

That map on the wall--

That's the same one jr had,isn't it?

Yeah, I think it is.

[man]:they are dead.

[limper]:that happens sometimes.

[prudence]:and there's that limper.

Who's this other guy?

[man]:I hired you becauseyou're supposed to be the best.

[limper]:I am.You're wasting my time.

[man]:I'm paying for your time.

[prudence]:no way. Turn around!

[gasping]: oh!

Nigel...

That's jean phillipe andrews!

I can't believe you twocan eat at a time like this.

This is lunch,

This is nota "Time like this"--

Whatever that means.

What it means is,we know who's doing what,

We know why,

We have a victim,we have video tape--

And, as I said before, we can'tprove anything. Not yet.

There must besomething we can do.

We can question the shooter,

But if he's a pro,he won't crack.

And besides, he'sjust the hired gun.

Why don't we go after andrews?

What's his motive?

He owns tassajaro,

He can do anything on that landhe wants to do

That's not illegal--

Includingdrilling for oil.

Why have jr killed?

It makes no sense.

I mean, the worst thinghe could've done

Is writean embarrassing expose.

The andrews namemeans a lot around here.

Maybe jean phillipe

Just felthe couldn't afford an expose.

What can I say?

People are weird.

No, we're missingsomething.

There's a pieceof the puzzle

We haven't found.

You haven't said a word.

Not one.

I hate itwhen you're not talking.

It means you're thinking...

Which is never good,

Because if you don't figure out

Whatever you're trying tofigure out,

Then you start obsessing

And festering, you know?

And then the pressurejust builds

And builds, builds, builds,and, then, p-shew! You know?

You're like mount vesuviuserupting

And then blowinghot ash and rock

Miles into the air,

And burying thousands ofinnocent people

In your molten lava--like me, for instance...

Nigel, if you keepdistracting me,

I'm going to sewyour lips together.

[ruth]: it could be$100 million!

This isn't about money.

Jean phillipe has brokenhis family's sacred oath.

Start calling.

The ceremony'stomorrow!

[beep]

What's wrong?What's jean phillipe doing?

His office sent this letter outto all the elders.

He's selling tassajaro.

To jdt.

But he is jdt.

That doesn'tmake any sense.

Why sell it?

He should givethat land to us.

That's what bart hadalways intended to do.

Until he found jean phillipe...

His only heir.

The missing piece, nigel.

Francois! It's prudence.

That document that I faxed you--

I need to know what it says,like, right now.

[jean phillipe]:ladies and gentlemen...

Thank you so much for coming.

I'm jean phillipe andrews.

I've invited you here today

To remember my father,bart andrews,

And to celebrate the futureof tassajaro,

A future that my father

And generationsof the andrews family

Would embrace.

Over the past 160 years,

The andrews family has protectedand preserved tassajaro.

To do so, we have developedand enforced

Sustainable and eco-friendlyland-management practices.

Today...

I'll be right there.

[knocks on glass]

I'll call you back.

Well, well-- whata pleasant surprise.

Oh, I'm sureit's a surprise,

But it won'tbe pleasant.

Why? What's happened?

Bart andrews' son

Died in the same crashthat killed his mother.

What're you talking about?

Of course you learnedabout this

When you heardabout genevieve,

But you didn'ttell bart that

When he sent you to tryand find his son, did you?

That's ridiculous.

Is it?

Bart was dying,

And you weren'ta member of the family,

So you weren't going toget a penny.

So, you found a boy

The same age asjean phillipe, in france,

You made a deal with him,

And you createda son for bart

That would be your keyto the family fortune.

You know what this is, prudence?

It's a sick fantasy.

You need professional help.

Actually, you're the onethat needs help--

A good defense lawyer.

And it's not a fantasy...

It's the real thing.

How much do you want for it?

Hmm...

How does a billiondollars sound?

Something tells me

They're not going to acceptthat offer, prudence.

Don't be stupid, doug.

Do you really thinkwe didn't tell the police

Everything we know?

Oh, I know you didn't,

Otherwise they'd be hereinstead of you two.

Freeze!

Drop the gun!

Don't think-- drop it!

Hands behind your head,both of you!

Drop to your knees!

Cross your ankles.

And, on behalfof the andrews family,

I'm pleased to announce

That every pennyof this five million dollars

Will be donated

To the native americantribal council.

We don't want money.

You won't destroy our historyand heritage.

I assure you,we're not destroying anything.

We're transferring stewardship

To a company that will continuethe tradition of my family.

You said your family?

[chuckles]: yes.

We've owned this land since--

No, the andrewshave owned this land.

You're not a memberof that family.

You're a pretender...

A liar and a fraud.

Not only that--

He's planning to drill for oilunder tassajaro

And desecratethis sacred ground.

What do you thinkyou're doing?

Yanking your cover.

Could we have securityup here, please, right now?

It's not necessary.

The policeare already here.

This...

Is a frenchdeath certificate

That's proofthat bart andrews' son

Died three years agoin paris.

[indistinct murmuring]

Whoever he is...He's not bart's heir.

He doesn't owntassajaro,

And he's not selling anythingbut a lie.

Yeah!

Yeah.

[applauding]

[♪]

Jeffrey, it's prudence.

How wasyour vacation?

Perfect, just what I needed.

But that's not why I'm calling.

Is anything wrong?

Please don't tell meyou've been arrested.

Who was my mother's lover?

Oh, you've readthe letters.

You knew about those?

Oh, I've known about themfor years.

I asked ruthto give them to you.

Why?

I wanted you to knowhow much someone loved her.

And how muchshe loved him back.

My god.

Jeffrey,you and my mother--

...Were dear friendsfor 30 years.

Lovers after your father died.

Well, why are youtelling me this now?

Because I think you needto know about this now.

About you and my mother?

[sighs]: no.About your mother.

She waited too long

To start living the lifethat she wanted.

I know she wouldn't want youto make the same mistake.

Um... I've got to go.

When I get back to new york,we've got to talk.

Of course.

Cool motorcycle!

Thanks for the ride.

Take a cab next time.

Hitchhiking is dangerous.

I know...

I just wanted to get here,like, really quickly.

Is nigel here?

He's been up since dawngetting ready.

Oh, he has not.

Oh, yes, he has.Trust me.

Oh! My god, he's so adorable!

Well, whatever threadsyour needle, sweetie.

He's in the house.

You'll probably have toscrape him off the ceiling.

Oh... Yummy.

I'm glad you called.

Surprised, but glad.

Me, too.

Surprised, or glad?

Both.

You sureyou're ready for this?

Well, I'm not sure...

But I am ready.

[engine revs]

Your first time, right?

My first time.

Be gentle.

My middle name.

Hold on.

To what? Whereare the handles?

I'm the handles.

Tighter.

[♪]