All language subtitles for Rockford Files s06e06 Love Is The Word.eng

What is it?

There's an outline
of a body here.

Hey!

Barry's dead. Murdered.

Jeffrey Smith
committed that murder and then fled the scene.

Well, that's impossible.

If you care for the man,
you say he's clean then he's clean and who am I kidding?

MEGAN: Jeffrey.

I'm in love with two men
at the same time.

They're gonna kill us!

Megan, get down!
Stay down.

(GUN FIRES)

(PHONE RINGING)

ROCKFORD
ON ANSWERING MACHINE: This is Jim Rockford.

At the tone, leave your name
and message.

I'll get back to you.

(BEEPS)

This is Marie
at Liberty Bail Bonds.

Your client, Todd Lemans,
skipped and his bail is forfeit.

That's the pink slip on
your '79 Firebird, I believe.

Sorry, Jim.
Bring it on over.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Who is it?

ROCKFORD: It's me.

Hi, I'm sorry
I didn't phone first,

but I was on my way
home from court,

and I was struck
with an inspiration.

It's okay.

God.

Himself in the flesh.

Yeah, just barely.

Oh, I got to tell you,
honey, this day has been like Black Tuesday

and The Day of The Jackal
all rolled into one.

(SIGHS)

I've been thinking about
you and that it must've been a bad month.

Huh?

Dare I say it?
Long time no see.

Oh, honey, I'm sorry
I haven't called

but there was
three weeks down in Houston

and this dumb trial going
into extra innings.

It's okay,
no explanations, remember?

I was just making
an observation.

How you been doing?

Okay.

Jimmy...

Honey, you would
not believe this D.A. He is too much.

He uses his brain
like a pocket watch.

He just takes it off,
checks it every once in a while.

And nitpick. Oh!

I could use a beer.

What do you say we go to
the Round-up Club?

Barbara Mandrell's opening.

MAN ON TV: Big first
base man, Tony Montoya.

Montoya now swinging a
healthy bat average after having completely recovered

from knee surgery last winter.

Here's the pitch to Montoya.
Slider high and inside.

There's been great
pitches dealt, so far.

Weber struck out four,
hasn't walked anybody and is allowed but two base runners.

Here's the next pitch
to Montoya, another high fastball.

Rocks the right-handed
batter back on his heels.

Now, Montoya has a
younger brother, Rick. They both played...

(TURNS OFF TV)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Yeah?

Hi. Megan around?

Well, she's tied up
right now.

Jeffrey Smith.

Jim Rockford.

Yeah, I've heard
a lot about you.

She's getting dressed.
Hmm?

I say she's
getting dressed.

Oh, yeah. Man, what a day.
Real pig city out there.

Yeah, that was
my opener, too.

She must get a rush out of
having friends like us.

Well, she's a shrink. Who
better to hear it, right? She brought it on herself.

Well, she ought
to be out in a couple of minutes.

Unless, there is
something I can help you with?

You're a private
investigator?

That must be a
fascinating line of work.

Yeah, well, I don't
think you'd judge it

by Charlie Chan
or Sam Spade.

I mean, not as many
foggy waterfronts as our depositions.

No, no, I'm serious.
I mean, delving into human beings, human behavior.

I can't see a better way
to spend your days.

Yeah, I guess that really
is what I do, yeah.

Yeah, Megan's job, too.
Same kind of thing, only different.

I envy her there a little.

Hey, what do you do?

Architecture.

Oh, really? Well now,
that's something I always thought I could like a lot.

You know, design.

Yeah, everything
from courthouses to outhouses.

Oh, it's not a bad life,
I guess.

Jeffrey?

Oh, hi, Ace.
How you doing?

I wish you'd
called first.

Well, I was up here
in town at the Stanfield house

and sort of got hung up
with the framers.

Then there was this
bun-buster of a traffic jam on the Santa Monica.

So I thought
I'd stop by...

I know, I just
really wish you'd called first.

Hey, okay. Mea culpa.
Get out the bamboo splinters.

I see that
you two have already met.

Oh, yeah, yeah. We were
trying to see who could out-complain the other.

That could be
a real battle of the all-stars.

Jeffrey, we're leaving.
We're going out.

Oh.

Oh, okay.

Well, I'll call you.

Nice to have
met you, Jim.

Yeah, my pleasure.

Oh, I'll walk
you part way.

(GUITAR PLAYING)

(SINGING) Darling

I'm feeling pretty Ionesome

I'd call you
on the phone some

And I don't have a dime

Darling

You're so far behind me

Tomorrow's gonna find me

Further down the line

Taking me some paper

Pencil in my hand

I'm gonna write, darling

You know I feel
the cold nights

Thinking of you all night

Yeah, what?

That guy you met before.
Jeffrey.

Yeah?

I'm gonna marry him.

When? I'm...
That's not the right response.

Congratulations.

When?

A month or so.

Megan, why didn't
you tell me before? That's not like you.

I don't know.
I couldn't. I don't know why.

(SIGHS)

Just didn't want
to hurt me, is that it?

I can't say that it
doesn't surprise me.

But, Megan, I'm glad
for you, really.

Do you want to
know about him?

If it's absolutely
necessary.

Well, I used to know
him years ago.

He was studying
architecture at Yale when I was at college.

We went out and spent
holidays together.

Then, he was finishing school
and, I don't know, things got a little crazy

and we lost touch.

Then I just happened to
meet him at this party down in Laguna where he lives.

And for the past month,
month and a half,

it's just been
really strong.

I see.
I mean, I guess I see.

You told me about
the chronology, not about him.

Well, to begin with,
he has an exceptional sense of humor.

He takes things well,
big things, things that are important, like you do.

In fact...

Well, anyway he's very
loving, spontaneous.

I just love him very much.

Yeah.

Look, Jim, we haven't seen
much of each other lately.

Sometimes weeks go by,
I don't hear from you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
No, no explanations, huh?

Remember?

But you do hear from me
and don't say you don't.

I mean, I always call you.
Maybe we don't see each other,

but let's not go around saying
you don't hear from me.

Well, anyway,
we've always had this arrangement.

You've seen other women
and I've seen other men.

Absolutely, absolutely,
but, hey, you don't have to sell me.

I mean, no
explanations like what we said and...

No explanations.
Okay?

I just find it a little
weird maybe that...

I mean, you're always
denigrating marriage...

I have never
denigrated marriage.

All right, all right.
No, no, you don't denigrate it per se,

but let's face it,
it's come up before

and we've both always
kind of laughed at it.

Look, what do you
want me to say? When he asked me,

everything just sort of
fell into place.

Maybe I'm at a point
in my life where I need commitment.

No, not maybe. I need
commitment. I need to get it, I need to give it.

And I'm not so sure,

but I think I'm at a point
where I might like to have kids sometime

and with us, you and me,
I don't know.

I still have some
things inside.

I guess I better
pick them up, take them out.

Not tonight.

Megan...

What we had was
a very special relationship,

but what you have now
is something else.

Believe me, Megan,

I'm really very
happy for you, Meg.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

JEFFREY: Megan?
Honey, listen, I can't stay on the phone long.

Jeffrey, what is going on?
It's 3:00 in the morning.

I waited at the office
till after 8:00. I've been worried sick.

Look, it's nothing,
really. I'm just a little jammed up.

Now, listen, have
you seen or heard from Randy?

I should have known.
What's he done now?

Megan, this is just
business, okay? You're not to worry.

Look, I gotta split.
I'm on a pay phone but if you hear from Randy,

please try and find
out where he is and how I can get to him, okay?

I love you very much.

Please tell me where...

(DIAL TONE)

Will you stop this?

Well, you go and you call
a guy like Mitch Belasco. A competitor.

And you do it
on the sly, too.

It's just a good
thing that Mitch knew both of us.

Had enough
ethics to call me.

Look, you come in
here and you say you want to help me.

Well, you don't
help by yelling.

I'm not yelling.
This isn't yelling.

Anytime anybody
disagrees with you, you say they're yelling.

Look, I can't
ask you to do this.

You didn't, you didn't.
I came over here on my own.

Will you stop yelling?

I...

Look, I can't see how
your being involved in this problem

would cause either one of
us anything but anxiety and guilt and tension.

(HUMMING)

You'd be forcing
yourself into a situation that can't help

but be conflict-laden
for you and I would be in a double bind.

Will you stop?
Will you knock it off?

Well, come on. How
hurt do you think I am huh? I am a big boy.

If this thing was
so conflict-laden, whatever that means,

I wouldn't even
be here in the first place, would I?

Okay. All right, have it
your way. God forbid your will should be thwarted.

But I intend to pay you
for this. Let's get that on the table right now.

That's it. That's all.
Forget it. I do not intend to have this discussion.

Why?

Because it's ugly.

There, you see?
No kidding. You see what I mean?

No money, huh?
You can...

You can just...

Consider it
a wedding present.

Hell, there's that
tone again. I can't deal with this.

What tone, huh?
What tone is that? What tone?

There, now you see.
All of a sudden she has nothing to say. Uh-uh.

(EXHALES)

Thank you.

I wish you wouldn't
always say I'm yelling.

Anytime anybody
disagrees with you, you say they're yelling.

I'm just really glad
you're here, okay?

Come on.

All right now, what
happened? Mitch Belasco said that you thought

that Jeffrey's younger
brother, Randy, got him in trouble,

and that Jeffrey
called you?

Yeah, and he sounded
really scared.

I've been trying to
reach him at his house and his office.

They're both down in
Laguna but there's just never any answer.

He said he had
to find Randy.

Well, I tried to think
of how I could reach Randy but he just floats.

He's kind of like kelp.

Well, what's
with the kid?

He's just always
been a problem.

See, he and Jeffrey
are kind of rich kids from Laguna.

Randy's just
really spoiled.

They were both
hell-raisers and sort of delinquents

when they were
growing up. Jeffrey grew out of it.

But for Randy
life is still just one long weekend.

Yeah, I know the type.
Tennis racket, Porsche and a string of broken hearts.

Yeah. You never see
him that he's not on uppers or downers.

When he was 17,
he burned down his prep school.

A gym and two dorms,
all built in the 1700s.

Cute. Did Jeffrey
say anything in particular?

Did he say he was
in actual danger?

No. And any other time

I'd have convinced
myself that everything was all right,

but that same morning
that Jeffrey called, around 6:00,

this guy calls up
asking for Randy.

And when I said
I didn't know where he was,

the guy just hung up.

Well, what does Randy do?

Does he have a job?
How does he live?

He deals dope.
Oh!

Bunks in with starlets
up in the canyons.

The latest is
this girl named Patty Savarese.

Jeffrey says she played
some sex-pot daughter on a sitcom that got cancelled.

Spare Tires.

Oh, yeah, yeah.
Thirteen shows and out.

(PHONE RINGING)

Shall I?

No, that's okay.
I'll get it.

Hello?

(SNIFFS)
Hey, sis! Hey, what's the haps?

Randy, Randy, listen.
Where are you? Have you talked to Jeffrey?

He's going nuts trying
to reach you.

Must be some problem
with the disco. Yeah, I'll get back to him on it.

Hey, sis, give a
listen. Is my blue jacket over there?

I don't know.
Listen, do you know where Jeffrey is?

I've tried his house
and his office.

(STAMMERING)
I think I might know where I might reach him.

Listen, Megan,
I got to go. I'll talk to you, all right?

Wait! I'm going
to strangle him. He's always like that.

What did he mean
about knowing where Jeffrey is?

Savarese?
That's S-A-V I guess.

If you're gonna look it up
in the phone book, I've already called information.

She's not listed.

All right, all right.
Spare Tires.

We find out who
produced that little winner,

maybe we can
wrangle Patty's address. Come on.

Well, that stuff
that Randy said about the disco,

what's that all about?
There's a handrail.

Oh, Randy got this
big idea to build this roller disco

down near Laguna.

He got some partners
together, people he knows.

Then he got Jeffrey to come
in and do the design and supervise the construction.

Really?

(SIGHS)
Yeah, I know.

There's a step there.

But Jeffrey's just really
tired of making excuses for Randy.

I think he's relieved
to see him interested in something for a change.

Anyway, they formed
this partnership.

I said it was just Randy's
big excuse to swagger around with a hard hat on.

Jeffrey says he's
actually doing quite a good job.

He really caught fire.

Oh? Just like
the dormitories?

Please.

(LAUGHING)

Oh, gosh, I loved it.
So with enough fiberglas insulation,

you could definitely turn
a whole house into one giant speaker enclosure.

Of course, getting
subwoofers large enough to carry the tones at 15 cycles

would be a problem.

PATTY: You think
maybe I should bring some sling-backs?

Oh, wow. Hey, sis.

(SPEAKING GERMAN)

What's with you? How'd
you know I was here?

Randy, this is
Jim Rockford.

Pleasure, Jim.

Hi, Megan,
it's me, Patty.

Hi, Jim.

Hi.

Hey, I got it you
brought the old blue jacket. Outstanding.

I don't know anything
about your jackets, Randy, much less which one's blue.

Oh, yeah, right.
Point goes to future sister-in-law, again.

Hey, I'm sorry, Megan.
You know I love you. Is she not a fox, Jim?

You know, I've had
enough shrinks to hold a convention.

But if I'd ever had a
therapist that looked, smelled, talked like this one,

I'd still be on the couch.

The fact is, we'd have
broken the legs. Unreal.

They just couldn't cure
that slow speech defect, huh? Metabolism?

Chortle, chortle.
Very inside, Jim. I just love a guy who's hep.

Hey, listen, Megan,
I talked to Jeff. Everything's cool.

I told you there was
nothing to worry about.

(STAMMERING)
He said he'd phone you.

Look, Patty and I are going
out on a shoot.

I don't mean to be rude
or anything, but this is a whole new sideline for me.

Photojournalism.

I am gonna do the definitive
study of the California hot tub and specialty baths.

Wait a minute, Randy.
What are you talking about? What did Jeffrey say?

Oh, wow, I forgot to run
my new idea by him.

See if you folks can
wire up to this one.

What two things is
absolutely everybody concerned about these days?

A, oil and,
B, living on the natch. Natural, Jim.

Everybody's into
solar, right?

So, solar-powered
crematoriums.

Randy, where is Jeffrey?

Megan, you know,
that's a tough one.

Look, I'd really
rather not get in the middle of you two.

What are you
talking about?

Well, Megan,
come on.

I mean, Jeffrey wasn't
exactly a celibate when he met you and...

Well, I'm sure he has
his goodbyes to make, as I'm sure you do, too.

So, let's not buck
human nature here, huh?

I don't believe
you, Randy.

Not because I wouldn't
understand, but because Jeffrey wouldn't lie.

I don't believe you talked
to him. I don't believe you know where he is.

See, Patty, I knew I'd
wind up as the heavy. Look, I got to go.

This is a professional job.
For a magazine.

Money and all.

Why don't you
at least tell us where we can find you, huh?

Just in case we run
into someone who has a corpse that needs a tan.

Right here. I'll be
back later today. 555-4323.

Come on, Patty.

Look, I'm telling you
Jeffrey's all right.

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

Uppers.

(PHONE RINGING)

There's no answer,
huh?

Not at his house
or his office.

Well, maybe we
should just go on down to Laguna,

check out his neighbors
and his papers.

Maybe we'll come up
with a lead.

It's an awful
lot of trouble for you though.

I'm not doing
anything else.

Look,

maybe I ought to go by
my trailer and pick up some overnight stuff.

If you want.
Most of what you need you already have here.

Oh, yeah.

That's true.

Megan.

Stay right
where you are.

Jimmy, what is it?

There's an outline
of a body here.

You know, how the
police outline where a body has fallen?

There's one of those.

Thing I'd like to know
is why you entered the scene of a felony?

Through a rear door
to boot. The place is posted, you know.

Yeah, well, your sign
must have fallen down.

What difference
does it make anyway?

You're putting her
through hell.

Just exactly what happened
in Jeffrey Smith's office?

Your fianc�, huh?

Yes.

Linderman? This is
Kefir. You finished Spector's statement yet?

What are you writing?
The Winds of War?

Wrap it up.
Get his butt in here.

A man named Barry Spector
was murdered in that office

two nights ago at 11:00 p.m.

Jeffrey Smith
committed that murder and then fled the scene.

What? That's impossible.

There was
an eyewitness to the killing, miss.

I don't care,
it's impossible.

Is Jeffrey all right?

He's still at large,
if that's what you mean.

Who is this
Barry Spector?

It's no great loss,
I'll tell you that.

He's a major
cocaine dealer.

That's just
an allegation, Lieutenant Kefir.

And one I deeply resent
if I found it influenced this investigation.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, well,
I'll try to remember the merit badges

that you and your cousin
Barry racked up.

Sit down,
will you, Spector?

Linderman, will you
change that water bottle?

Do you know her?

Jeffrey Smith's
bride-to-be.

Oh.

Mr. Kevin Spector here
and Cousin Barry

being real life
examples of the Horatio Alger story

found themselves
in a very cash-heavy position.

Oh, this is awful.
Come on!

You settle down,
Spector.

At any rate, they went
into a partnership with Laguna Corp,

a company that was
formed by Randy Smith and his brother, Jeff,

to build a roller disco
down here in Orange County.

I've heard about
the disco,

but Jeffrey never
said anything about who was involved.

It was just a
group of investors.

And it wasn't a very
high priority with him.

It was high enough
so that when the bank

issued him a $70,000
construction draw,

Jeff cashed it
and pocketed the money,

never bothering to pay
off the framers, the electricians, the stucco men.

I'm not a builder,
I don't know how this game is played,

but you know who was
on the hook to these hard hats? Me and Barry.

Jeffrey wouldn't do that.

Barry and I went
to Jeffrey Smith,

laid the smeller on him
and demanded the 70,000.

He attacks Barry.
Smashes his head against the desk

and takes off before
I can grab him.

I don't know you,
Mr. Spector,

but you must have
provoked Jeffrey.

And anyway, he's
incapable of using that kind of violence.

Just who's sure that
Jeffrey ripped-off the construction draw?

What about his younger
brother, Randy?

Jeff Smith was the
only one authorized to cash checks.

It was his signature
on the draw.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

It's me, honey.

Come on, Megan.

At least you know
Jeffrey's probably all right.

Yeah. But those
police are wrong.

You're not so sure,
are you?

I had told you this
was wrong for you.

Do you think I'm going
to mentally pack him off to the gas chamber

just because I may
have some personal feelings in this?

May have?

Well, we're not
gonna accomplish anything more tonight.

Oh, there is
some bad news.

The guy at the desk
says the coffee shop is closed.

Oh, I'm starving.
You must be, too.

But there's good news.
He says there's a place real close called Helene's.

Thank you very much.

There you go.

Mmm, that's
pretty good.

Megan, about before,
about Jeffrey and what I think,

and the fact that there's
an eyewitness and all of it...

Let's not mention it
again, okay?

Because you care
for the man.

If you care for the man,
you say he's clean then he's clean and who am I kidding?

That's all.
That's really all I wanted to say.

Okay, honey.
There's a breakfast table and four chairs

immediately
on your left. Feel it?

Okay. Over on your right,
directly over here,

this is the
bathroom, okay?

One step forward
to your right is the bureau.

Now, three steps forward,
there's the bed.

The telephone is
catty-cornered on the other side of the bed.

I'll put the luggage
here on the bed. I'll get my stuff out.

I'll see you in the
morning and we'll get an early start.

You gonna be all
right? You got everything you need?

I'll just be
in the next room.

Good night, Meg.

Good night.

Jim?

Yeah?

You're always
looking after me, seeing how I feel.

Don't you ever
think that I care about how you feel?

Of course, I do.
I know you think about how I feel.

But what? You just really
don't care or what?

What's the matter
with you? Of course, I do, you know that.

Why are you starting
trouble, Megan?

I don't know.

Look everything that's
happened, everything that's gonna happen,

all we really know is
that you may have some personal feelings about it.

Okay, Megan, you
want to make this as difficult as possible.

I feel crummy about it.

Well, I feel crummy, too.

You remember that night
in the car when I told you I was getting married

and you said I hadn't
told you because I was afraid I'd hurt you?

Yeah.

Well, I think I didn't
tell you because I was afraid I'd hurt myself.

I didn't want to hear it
come out of my mouth.

It's like closing a door.

I didn't want
to hear it close.

And it did hurt.
Me, I mean.

And it still does.

Me, too, Megan.

And so what?

I don't know.

You've never really
thought that I could take care of you,

that I was
capable of helping you.

Dealing with your needs.

Oh, come on, now.

Hey, that's a crock.
I mean, you're just throwing up smoke.

You want to have
this conversation? Okay, we'll have it,

but don't trot
that stuff out.

Look, it's what
I think, okay?

If you say it isn't
true, maybe it isn't. But it's what I feel.

Then it's a problem
that I can't help you with, honey.

All right, I said it.
If it's just smoke, then forget it.

Maybe more to
the point is,

all those times
you weren't around,

that I didn't see you,

I missed you.

Don't you think
I felt that way?

We just gave each other
a lot of room, Megan.

It's the way
we both wanted it.

Room, space.

All those words.

Love is the word they
keep you from grappling too hard with.

I do love you.

I know.

You love a lot of
other things, too.

Like your life
the way it is

and your freedom.

I guess it's
not so weird.

Look at me.

I'm in love with two men
at the same time.

I'm really tired, okay?

Okay.

(DOOR SHUTS)

MAN ON TV:
What have I done?

WOMAN ON TV: Maybe I
can help? Must have some idea who it is.

Think it was definitely
the guy behind the gates.

(SNIFFING)

WOMAN ON TV:
You like cats, don't you?

MAN ON TV: Yeah,
they're on their own...

(RATTLING)

Megan, you all right?

Yeah. I'm suffocating
and this damn door's broken.

Here, I'll get it,
I'll get it.

Move.
Okay.

You and mechanical things.
You know, some day you're gonna shoot a toaster.

(EXCLAIMS)

(SIGHING) I sure wish we had
some breakfast before we hit this police station.

Don't you?

Yeah, I'm not
hungry anyway.

Jim...

I don't want to talk, Megan.

I just get
tired of talking.

So what'd they
say in there?

No progress yet.
They're dragging their feet, I'm sure of it.

You locate Sean Beck?

No, not yet.

What's the matter, Meg?

Who was that
talking to Kevin Spector?

I don't know.
He's a Hawaiian guy, I think.

You remember I said some guy
called early in the morning after Jeffrey called

looking for Randy?

Yeah.

That was him,
that was his voice.

And that Sean Beck
they were looking for?

He's a friend
of Randy's.

Now this friend of
Spector's, he calls you at the crack of dawn,

just a couple of hours after
Barry Spector was killed and he asks for Randy,

and not Jeffrey,
who's on the hook for it, but Randy.

And now Kevin Spector
is hanging around this police station

waiting for developments.
Jeffrey was looking for Randy.

Everyone's looking
for Randy except the police.

And us.

I don't even think
Randy's been back here. He must know he's hot.

All right,
all right, all right. I'm thinking.

Now, he said he
was going on a shoot, huh?

Specialty bathtubs
for a magazine.

No, that's just jive.

I mean, don't you have
a little trouble placing Randy at Home magazine

or Architectural Digest?

Yeah, you're right.
Unless it was something like Squish.

What?

Squish. It's a magazine,
for connoisseurs of bathing.

It's a California special.

They do spreads
on killer tubs,

on Vietnamese food,
Elvis Costello. It's just Randy's kind of periodical.

Yeah, I've heard of it,
but if Randy works there and he know he's in trouble,

wouldn't he tell them
to cover for him?

Let's go find out.

(HUMMING)

Hey, we need some
more bubbles in here.

(WATER BUBBLING)

I gotta get
some things going here.

Your friend's
up there at the spa.

And walk on the stones,
will you? That landscaping was done by Howard Fujimoto.

I mean, this tub thing's
getting to be more trouble than it's worth.

Thanks a lot, Mr. Metzer.
Appreciate it.

Come on, Randy.
I'm getting a charley horse.

Oh, just a little
while longer.

I'm going for a
Cocteau thing.

Hey! Kevin,
what's happening?

(STAMMERING)
Look, it's about the money, isn't it?

Well, I'm for sure
gonna straighten that out with you.

Forget about
the money right now.

I'm here to share
a tragedy with you.

Barry's dead. Murdered.

Barry?

Well, wow.
You mean, you...

What? Go ahead.
You were saying something about me?

(STAMMERING) No,
it was real dumb, you know...

It was like
I was thinking

how you and Barry
hadn't been getting along

and about that time
you talked to me

about getting those two
bikers I know in Tujunga to blow him away.

Wasn't that you?

Hey, Kev.

(PANTING)

Oh, boy, I knew you'd
be a problem, loadie.

See what happened was

Barry and I came down on
your brother Jeff in his office about the money.

Jeff pasted Barry
against a desk when Barry was shaking him up.

Jeff took off
but I finished the thing.

These things happen.

Do the cops have
my brother?

They will.
And he'll go away for Barry's murder.

See, the thing works
real well for me,

except there's you.

Hey, Kev, lighten up.

I'd never tell
anybody what I knew.

You just told her.

You're a drooler, Randy.

Who can afford to
have you around?

You with the tin foil,
get dressed.

Randy, you tell this guy
here that there's an illness in the family,

you'll be back to pick
up your junk later.

Hey, Randy?
Huh?

They're gonna kill us!

No, no. Keith...

Megan, get down.

(SCREAMING)

(GUN FIRES)

(SCREAMING)

Stay right
where you are.

Hey, hey,
where you going? Hey, wait for me.

Hey, Keith.

(CAR STARTING)

Hey, wait a minute, Keith.
Where you going?

(SCREAMING)
Randy! Randy!

Megan, it's me, it's me.
It's all right. It's okay.

What's going on here?
Who are you?

Would you call the police,
report a shooting?

Tell them to put
out a call on a dark blue Jaguar sedan.

And call an ambulance.

Are you all right?

Well, I'm all right,
but Randy shot himself in the foot.

Stay here.

(CRYING) Randy.

Randy?

My shoe, man.
What's wrong with it?

Downers.

JEFFREY: Yes, okay.
No, I know, but just...

Look, just let me know
if you see her.

Jeffrey?

I'll talk to you later.

Jeffrey, where
have you been?

Look, I'm sorry
I couldn't get into it the other night.

Randy.

He forged my signature

and beat some guys out
of a lot of money

and put me in one
hell of a bind.

These guys have
been on my case.

I've been running
all over trying to raise $70,000.

I finally just came
here. It's sort of a long story.

Jeffrey, you were
wanted for murder, you didn't know that?

What?

It's been straightened out.
Your brother is hurt but it's nothing serious.

Oh, well,

Bobby next door told
me that you two had gone to Laguna.

I wasn't real sure why.

Jeffrey, I'm just
so glad that you're all right.

PATTY: My agent said that
this character's much more thoughtful and intelligent

so I think it's gonna
be such a good move for my career. Don't you?

(GIGGLES)

Chemicals are the wave
of the future, man.

Polymers,
hydrocarbons, carbon, oxygen, hydrogen.

You put them all
together, you can have anything you want.

Young man, you got
a lot of energy.

Chemicals.

...tiled floors,
the whole bedroom will open onto a garden area.

I've got some
sketches in the car. I'll show them to you.

You go ahead.
I'd like to sit down for a while, okay?

Sure. Excuse me.

You okay?
I'll be right back.

You taking a break?

Hi.

Hi.

You're right,
I'm exhausted.

I can't believe
how exhausting this is.

You look just
beautiful, Meg.

I do?

Yes, you do.

Come here.
Sit down next to me.

I've been wondering
where you went.

How've you been?

Busy. Real busy.
I've been working on a case.

You don't want
to hear about that.

You really love
your work, don't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, when I love it,
I really love it.

My mother and my
sister, Kathleen,

have been climbing
all over me to have kids.

Making plans for me,
planning big family reunions back east.

I don't know.
I really like my work. I really do.

I've always said
you were a workaholic.

Look, Megan,

for what it's worth,
I think that...

I mean,
if you should decide

about being
a mother that...

I think you'd do it
better than anyone else in the world.

Megan! We have
to wrap this up, huh?

You have to be at the
airport at 5:00.

I'll be right back.

Okay, Mother.

Want to walk me
to the house?

Sure.

High step.

Can I tell you
something? Piece of personal history?

Of course.

Last night,
I had this dream.

And in it, like in
most of my dreams, I could see, you know?

And I was in this...
It was like a screening room

and on the screen
were all these images from my whole past.

Boy!

Yeah.

Anyway, as the more
recent past came up,

things got sort of
confused and out of chronological order

and I was standing there
talking to Jeffrey,

and then all of a sudden
you were there.

I was lying on
the beach where we first met.

You had stopped
by to talk to me.

From there it
all went very fast and clear.

Just you and me.

All the places
we'd been,

the things we said

and it wasn't all good.

And I felt this
physical pain.

And it stopped the whole
thing, the screen or whatever went completely dark.

And then all of a sudden,
the whole screen lit up with this

image of you and me
standing there smiling.

And this voice
came over and said,

"Okay, miss, go and
stand with the group that's made it."

Who was in the group
that made it?

I don't know.
I didn't see them.

Look, it was my dream
and maybe you can't answer this,

but if they played that scene
on the beach for you, and all the rest of it...

What would happen?

There's no doubt
about it. I'd be in the group that made it.

Is that the truth?

Yeah, that's the truth.

Megan, we better
get a move on.

Goodbye, Jim.

Goodbye, Megan.

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