All language subtitles for Hunter S01E05 - Legacy

You're hardly gonna be
objective about a mob killing.

I'm liable to
think it was a hit,

and then you're gonna
be knee-deep in dead bodies.

What we don't need is a
all-out war in this city.

Don't ever do that again.

You're building up a regular Vietnam-type
body count, aren't you, hunter?

Well, you grabbed your gun and a
silencer, and you put 2 holes in him.

I'm the one that
has to bring him in.

Who says you
can't go home again?

Works for me.

Woman: Michael, stop it!

You're gonna make
me wreck your car.

Michael: I got lots of cars.

Hurry up before it blows up.

Oh, Michael. Ha ha!

Wow! Nice house.

Shh, shh. Shh.

Gimme back my shoe.

After, after.

We have to be very quiet.

I don't want to
wake up my father.

Ok. Shh.

Ok. Shh.

Father: Michael, is that you?

Father: Who's down there?

Stay in there, please.
Don't make any noise.

Hey, pop.

Why the hell don't you
answer when I call you?

Oh, I'm sorry. I
didn't hear you.

Well, good night, pop.

Michael, you're drunk again?

Disgracing yourself.
Disgracing the family.

Oh, no, I'm fine, pop.

Sure, you're fine.

You're drunk. That's
how fine you are.

And when I die, you're going
to be the head of this family?

Damn right.

When you talk to me, Michael,

you talk with respect.

What are you hitting me for?

Michael, we have to talk.

Pop...

Now!

Ok, ok. Ok.

Father: I work hard all
my life for my family.

This is my reward.
You live inside a bottle.

Why can't you be like your
younger brother Billy?

He wouldn't bring
shame to his family.

Michael: Stop it! I don't want to
hear you talking about Billy.

Father: Billy will carry
on the Vincent name.

I wish you weren't
my son! You're a bum!

Oh, my god!

Radio: Unit 24, assist unit 21,

possible 187 at 13813
mockingbird Lane.

Unit 21, respond.

Are you coming, McCall?

This is not our case,
hunter. It's terwilliger's.

But he always appreciates
our help so much.

We're going to stay
out of this one, hunter.

You're hardly gonna be
objective about a mob killing.

Have you been taking your
captain pills again, McCall?

Besides, I have the best
insight on this thing.

You are gonna be steppin'
all over the wrong people

to get this case solved.

So if we have to follow
this through, I take the lead.

Works for me.

It does?

Hey, Ricky. Lovely
morning, don't you think?

The weather's been
so rotten lately.

Of course he won't
know the difference.

There he is, John Vincent,
the big mozzarella himself.

Boy, it's gonna be a pleasure
to open up a slime like this

and see what makes him tick.

When I was a kid, John Vincent
used to put me on his knee

and give me Christmas presents.

While his boys were out
slaughtering reindeer.

Works for you, huh?

You oughta keep a
chain on this one, McCall.

Contract hit?

Too messy. One slug in the chest

and the other one in
his back after he fell.

Whoever it was
tripped the alarm.

Thanks, tibbet.

Thanks, tibbet.

I told you you're gonna be taking
all this too personally, hunter.

Now I'm in charge.

This is my case! I was
here first, hunter.

Talk to McCall. She's
quarterbacking this one.

Is that so?

My father used to import these.

I'll thank you not to disturb
the evidence, sergeant.

If you're here to reminisce,

perhaps you'll come back after
I've completed my investigation.

What year might that be, Bernie?

I'll be finished by
tonight, hunter.

To the trained eye, this scenario
tells a very specific story.

To the ear that's been
trained to hear such things,

the dead do, in fact, talk.

And just what are the dead
saying these days, Bernie?

Junkie burglar.

Both: Junkie burglar?

Of course. He
didn't steal anything.

He didn't have a chance to.

Before he could, he
ran into old man Vincent,

there was a fight. Kaboom!
Kaboom! End of story.

I'm standing here
worried that we're looking

at the first move of a mob war,

and you're foaming at the
mouth about a junkie burglar.

McCall: Don't burglars
usually break in, Bernie,

instead of out?

Look, there's broken glass
and splinters on the outside.

Oh, there's a new one...
Breaking and exiting.

Get out of here, hunter!

I will solve this case
in my own fashion.

I have the murder
weapon right here.

It's print-free, but through
the use of painstaking field work,

I shall track it
down to the owner,

we shall have our
man, and case closed.

Never point a
loaded bag, Bernie.

I found it right there
by the patio doors.

There was 2 empty shell
casings on the carpet,

2 slugs in the body.

How many bullets in the clip?

Uh, 4.

The clip for that gun holds 8.

W-Well, he was, uh, he was
too drugged out to, uh...

Completely fill the clip.

So will the two of you please
take the proverbial hike?

You think like a
captain, Bernie.

You really think so, hunter?

Oh! Oh!

I know. When you were a kid,

you used to slide
down the banister.

No, look.

Mike's car in the flower bed...

Ergo Mike's footprints
on the stairs.

And a junkie burglar
in stiletto heels.

I don't know about you,
but I always hang out

in the closet when
I'm wearing heels.

Bernie: I thought I
told you two to leave!

Michael, Michael, you're
upset. We understand.

Michael: My father!
My poor father!

Ross, Georgie, you
should have protected him.

Ross: For 20 years, we've
been protecting him.

Who could have thought
it would turn out like this?

A damn junkie?!

Michael: I can't believe it.

What the hell are
you doing here?

Rick... we're having
a family discussion.

Well, it wasn't so long ago

I'd have been a
part of it, huh, Billy?

Yeah, well, you're not anymore,

so why don't you go bust
a bingo game or something?

Who says you can't
go home again, huh?

Look, Billy, Mike,

my condolences. I
really liked your old man.

Then you better find the
animal who did this to him,

because if you don't, i'm
liable to think it was a hit,

and then you're gonna
be knee-deep in dead bodies.

Slow down, Mike,
you've only been

head of the family
for a few hours.

And if you want to help us

get to the bottom of what
happened to your old man,

you'll cooperate with us.

With a cop? Never.

Pop would roll over
in his grave. Right, Billy?

Look, Rick, is there anything
special you had in mind?

Yeah...

Maybe a list of who
has keys to the place,

who visited recently,
including Mike's dates.

I never bring women here.

You were out last
night, weren't you?

Yeah, and I... I... I
got so drunk...

Yeah, I saw the lovely job of
parking you did in the flower bed.

That's like I said... I was
blitzed, and I was alone.

For god's sake!

I'm calling the captain, hunter!

We're leaving, Bernie.

Rick, it was good
to see you again.

You, too, Billy.

Thanks for introducing me.

I don't like what's
going on here, McCall.

Neither do I.

I think I'll press my black suit

and go to old man
Vincent's funeral.

And you want me to
try to find the girl

that was hiding
out in Mike's closet?

Have you been reading my mail?

You want to give me a list
of all of Mike's hangouts

or should I just look in the
yellow pages under "bars"?

Radio: Roger 3-Robert, code 7.

Parking lot, corner
of saticoy and reseda.

Why don't you try
the bars near there?

There can't be
that many of them.

I run a heck of an
investigation, don't I?

Michael.

Thanks for coming, Mr. Santoro.

Tragedy, Michael.

He was still
almost at his prime.

Yeah. Billy.

Your brother's gonna
need you now, Billy.

Don't forsake him.

I won't, sir.

How's carmine santoro
taking this, uncle dom?

He and John Vincent
were very close.

As much as carmine
grieves for his friend,

more than anything else

I suspect he's angry
that something's happened

without his knowledge
and permission.

The score will
have to be settled.

A junkie?

How could such a thing happen?

Maybe it wasn't a junkie.

Maybe it was someone who's
even here at the funeral.

Right here.

Someone who calls
himself a friend,

so he can get close to my
father to pull the trigger.

Michael.

Be careful, Michael.

Things said in temper
are remembered

long after the
pleasantries are forgotten.

What's done is done.

As long as no one tries
to move in on the Vincents.

Michael, not here, not now.

Listen to your brother.

There's a time and a place.

Excuse me.

Are you crazy, talking
to santoro like that?

You don't understand.
I gotta come on strong,

at least until I
find the girl, right?

Here you come to
pay your respects.

Now you show
disrespect by coming here.

Are you a police
officer today or family?

I can't be both, Mr. Santoro,

my father taught me that.

I want to find out what
happened to John Vincent.

John Vincent was
like a brother to me.

The last thing we need
in this town is a war.

There are people who
would seize this opportunity.

Their actions could
not be condemned

in light of the
current situation.

I cannot stop them.

But you can influence
people. You could delay this.

Maybe.

Maybe.

48 hours.

It's a deal.

It was our loss when you
chose the wrong side of the law.

Excuse me.

Well, what can I do
for you, sweet lips?

To think I just walked in,

and you already guessed my name.

I guessed your name, and I
already guessed your game, too.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

Well, a pretty young thing
like yourself, dressed to kill,

in a place like this?

I'd say you were
looking for a man.

Wrong. I'm looking for a woman.

That bar's down the block.

I am looking for the woman

who was with Mike
Vincent last night.

He wanted me to give her this.

He said to thank
her for her time.

You get the pun there?

Wristwatch... time.

That's funny. I'll
see she gets it.

He wants me to give
it to her personally.

Well, then I don't know her.

I'm awfully sorry you had
to waste your time. Get it?

Yeah, I got it.

Ok, but if she
doesn't get this...

You got Mike
Vincent to answer to.

Right.

Right.

Bye.

Bye.

Hello, Mike?

Yeah, it's Chris down
at the rendezvous.

Yeah. Listen, uh, some
broad was just in here

and said you'd given her a
watch to give to Sandy Newton.

Is that right?

I thought so.

Yeah. No, no, I didn't
tell her anything.

Yeah, sure. You're welcome. Bye.

I figured you were too smart

to have somebody run the watch

over to the girl
so I could follow.

You figured right.

I don't give away my friends,

particularly Mike Vincent.

Chris: Listen, some
broad was just in here

and said you'd given her a
watch to give to Sandy Newton,

is that right?

Anybody ever tell you you
got a lovely voice, sweet lips?

Good work, McCall.

Sure. I have to come on
to guys to get information.

You throw them up against the
wall and put guns to their heads.

So throw them up against the
wall and put guns to their heads.

Oh, jeez.

McCall: Sandy Newton
is in apartment 3-g.

Damn!

McCall: Well, at least we know the
apes in the ski masks didn't get her.

So we figure Sandy
packed up and flew the Coop

in the Nick of time, huh?

Yeah. Whoa.

Hey, hunter, come here.

McCall: Take a look at this.

Yeah, what do you got?

It's all tuna.

She must have been
running a cat farm.

It's cannery tuna.

Well, I didn't figure
it grew on trees.

No, what I mean is...

When you go fishing
on a party boat

or a charter and
you catch a lot of fish,

you take the tuna
to the cannery,

and they exchange it for tuna
that's already been canned.

Lady must do an
awful lot of fishing.

So do we.

Michael: Hunter?! You let
hunter scare you off?

Billy, you believe these guys?

Did... did he I.D. you?

Thank god pop's not
around to hear this.

Hunter never saw us. We had
the masks on the whole time.

Look, it's gonna
be all right, Mike.

There was nothing in
that girl's apartment.

I'll get a lead.

I got all our sources out there
checking with their ears open.

Ok, ok, ok. Ok, you tell 'em
whoever brings me what I need,

that... that... that they have
made a friend in Michael Vincent,

and you tell 'em that, uh,
well, you know, just tell 'em

that they'll be
well taken care of.

Ok, ok, go ahead. Go. Get out.

You're making too
many promises, Mike.

Pop never made promises.
He never bought people.

He knew you
couldn't trust anyone

who'd only be loyal
to the highest bidder.

Mike, I don't like what's
happening to you.

Billy. Billy, I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm just trying to
keep the family together.

We don't find that
little girlfriend of yours

and convince her to keep quiet,

there may not be
any Vincent family.

Nice work if you can get it.

Hey, buddy, can I
have a talk with you?

Yeah, sure.

Sorry, pal.

Can you tell me where
I can find a record

of when and to whom this
can of tuna was distributed?

The number on this is 236h.

Is there anything
the matter with it?

We got it from a girl
named Sandy Newton.

Heard of her?

Uh, ahem...

Yeah. They...

They keep the records you
want in the office over here.

This way.

The office is right over here.

You're not lookin' for Sandy
Newton no more, you understand?

As far as you're concerned, she
dropped off the face of the earth.

Look, ease up, guys. We're cops.

Oh, sure, you are,
and I'm Pinocchio.

You know, she said you might
try and pretend to be cops.

All right. Look,
we'll get out of here.

We'll say we never saw you

and we heard Sandy's
on her way to Alaska, ok?

Time-out.

Don't ever do that again.

Sandy?

Sandy?

Sandy: Dave, who are they?

Cops, honey.

Damn! I told you!

Is it just me or
have you noticed

that nobody responds
favorably to cops anymore?

What did you see at the
Vincents' the other night, Sandy?

It's about time
you told somebody.

I didn't see anything.

Then why are you hiding?

Look, Mike brought
me into the house, ok?

But when he heard the
old man coming down,

he hid me in a closet.
I heard them arguing.

Maybe the old man slapped
Mike a couple of times.

Then they went into the
living room, they shut the door,

and that's when I slipped out.

What were they arguing about?

Booze, women, Mike's bad habits.

The old man was worried
whether Mike was really capable

of becoming head of the family.

Did you hear the shots?

Yeah, 2 of them. Then
the alarm went off.

I was already out on the street.

I just kept right on running.

Wait a minute.
You heard 2 shots,

and then you heard the alarm?

Yeah, that's right.

And so when I heard
in the morning paper

that old man Vincent
had been murdered,

I figured they'd
come looking for me.

So I turned to my brother Dave.

He works in a cannery
and he hid me on his boat

while we were waiting
to get resupplied

and headed back out to sea.

Well, McCall, hunter,

can I speak with you
for a moment, please?

Excuse us a second.

You know, I'm sick and
tired of the two of you

wasting my time with these
cockamamie theories of yours.

And it's not even your case.

Captain, Sandy heard the
shots and then the alarm.

That makes it an inside job.

Now you expect
me to take the word

of somebody who admits she
was dead drunk at the time?

And planning on diving into
the sack with a guy she just met?

What does that have
to do with anything?

Captain: Well, it has to do with
credibility, sergeant McCall.

It has to do with morality.

It has to do with whether or not
this department is going to jump

every time some little
tart makes up a story

just so she can finally
get her name in the limelight.

And even if she did
hear the shots first,

maybe this is the answer
to our junkie burglar.

Maybe he broke into the house
without setting off the alarm,

then encountered
old man Vincent,

panicked, shot him, and then
smashed open the living room door,

setting off the
alarm at that time.

Well, let's not all stand
and applaud at once.

The captain's right.

It could not have
been an inside job.

Here's the proof.

The slugs that we dug out
of old man Vincent's body

don't match the gun
we found on the scene.

That means our junkie ran
off to wherever he came from

and took the murder
weapon with him.

They almost match.

The bullets that killed old man
Vincent have additional striations.

The kind you get when
you use a silencer.

Yes, but everybody, including
your girl there, heard the shots.

Captain, we've got to protect Sandy
whether you believe her story or not.

Now, the way she tells it,
Mike Vincent is guilty as hell,

and a guy like that doesn't much
appreciate his name being taken in vain.

Well, I tell you what, hunter,

I can't justify wasting
the taxpayers' money

to provide room and
board for witnesses

who haven't witnessed anything.

But just to show
you I'm not a bad guy,

here's a quarter.

You call your
relatives and tell 'em

the girl's story
don't mean squat to me,

so they ought to lay off of her.

Ok, that's it. We'll call you
if we need you, Ms. Newton.

No luck. I heard.

Hi, uh, I'm sergeant
terwilliger.

Well, don't worry
about it, kiddo.

I know a place
where you'll be safe.

We'll take care of you.

Well, then we're going to have
to get my stuff off the boat.

That's ok.

Sandy: It's Dave's
boat. Oh, my god!

Hunter: I'll keep
this one. Thanks.

Well?

Well, it was no accident.

The fire captain found a
piece of the detonator.

Hunter, what's the matter?

Look, what were our
motives here, McCall, huh?

To protect this girl or to
hide her out and to use her

to force Mike Vincent
to force his hand?

Both. Because you know
damn well she'd never be safe

as long as Mike
was on the streets.

Yeah, and I'm the one
who has to bring him in.

Me, who not too many
years ago, had to decide

if he wanted to be the next
Mike Vincent on the block.

Well, hunter, you don't need me to
tell you you made the right choice.

Let's go tuck Sandy in and
put the screws to Mike, huh?

Excuse me.

How's he doing?

We're doing everything we can.

Sandy?

We have to let these
guys get to the hospital.

I'm going with him.

Sandy, you can't.

You'd be a sitting
duck there. Dave, too.

I can't let him go alone.

You can't help him here, Sandy.

Sorry about the room,
but it's the only place

I could get for free
on such short notice.

I was here a year
ago on a stakeout.

It's sort of homey, I guess,

if you were raised in Las Vegas.

You know, I still can't believe
this whole thing is happening

just because I met
that guy in the bar.

You know, he was so funny
and he treated me so well.

I really thought
he was terrific,

but if Mike Vincent was
to walk in here right now,

I'd kill him.

Ok, now, look. You
got to stay put,

you got to double-lock the door,

put out the "do
not disturb" sign,

don't open it for
anybody but us.

You guys aren't leaving
me here all by myself?

Sergeant McCall will
stay with you till I get back.

Till you get back?

You're not going to
go see Mike without me.

Well, somebody has to stay here.

It's correct police procedure.

I'd feel a whole lot better

if you'd stay with
me, sergeant McCall.

If you find yourself
nodding off, McCall,

spend a buck on the
magic fingers bed, huh?

I don't have any quarters,
which is all it takes.

A year ago on a
stakeout, remember?

Right.

Yeah, come in.

Uh, yeah.

Well, I see you
settled right in, Mike.

You carry your grief
with you forever, hunter.

Life and business go on.

Sounds like you've been reading
too many fortune cookies, Billy.

What do you want?

We have a lot of things to do.

Like kill Sandy Newton?

Who?

College education,
you still don't know

how to play stupid convincingly.

You ought to take a lesson
from your brother there.

He's got it down pat.

What do you want from me?

A confession would be nice.

A confession? To what?

Well, the way I see it is

the old man was coming
down on you pretty hard,

so you grabbed your
gun and a silencer

and you put 2 holes in him.

Then you ditched the silencer

and you fired 2 slugs
up into the stratosphere.

You set the alarm off to frame
some non-existent junkie burglar.

That kind of talk...

That kind of irresponsible
talk could start a war,

and you'd better be careful that

you don't get caught
in the middle of it!

I didn't realize we were into

the threat-making part
of this conversation.

That was a threat, wasn't it?

Know what your problem is?

You've always had it in for me.

Michael... no, Billy, it's true.

Why, because I had the
guts to do something

that you ran away from?

The only thing I ran
away from was the sewer,

which is exactly where you're
going to be if you hurt that girl.

Michael, Michael, Michael.

Just relax.

Look, uh, Ricky,

we're not after
the girl, all right?

We need her alive.

If she can tell
us who killed pop,

we're going to know who's
trying to move in on the family.

So there was a girl in the house
the night your dad was killed.

I was drunk out of my mind.

Now, will you please
get out of here?

Hey, as long as you
remember not to hurt that girl.

Because if you do, Mike,
you and I are going to have

to have another little talk.

And another peach.

What are you doing?
You make me look...

Wake up! Wake up! He
already knew about the girl.

I was just trying to convince him
that we're not worried about her.

If you're innocent,
she can't hurt you.

If... if I'm innocent?

What are you talking about?

Michael, what
about the silencer?

What are... what are you saying,

that I planned to kill pop?

All I'm saying is I found you
passed out in the armchair.

There was a gun in your lap.

Pop was dead on the floor.

Now, I don't know what
went down, Michael,

but I'm telling you something.

It would be better for
both of us if I never know.

Billy, oh, Billy,
you got to help me.

You got to stay with me.

You got to stay with me.

I will, Michael.

Will you do that for me, huh?

Yes. Yes, yeah.

It all makes
sense, but I'm tired.

It's late. I want
to go to sleep.

Yeah, hello.

Who?

Sandy?

Is that really you?

Mike, you've got to help
me. There's people after me.

Where are you? I'll
come and pick you up.

They think I know things,

but whatever I know, I'd never
tell anybody. You know that, Mike.

Just give me the address.

No, no, no. I've got to get out
of town. I need some money.

How much?

A thousand.

Yeah, a thousand
will do me just fine,

and then I promise I'll never
say anything to anybody

and you'll never
hear from me again.

Hey. A thousand, you got it.

Uh, where? And when?

Tonight around 11:00

at the cannery where
my brother works.

Oh, yeah, sure, the
cannery at 11:00.

Great. Now, look,
Sandy, don't go away.

I'll be there, ok?

Thanks, Mike.

Well?

Good. She came to
us instead of the cops.

Georgie and Ross, I hope
you don't have plans tonight.

No, Mike. Mike, you're going
to have to go with them.

She trusts you.

She sees a couple
of strangers coming,

she's going to think
we double-crossed her.

She will go
straight to the cops.

Oh, yeah, yeah, sure,

but it's ok if they
come with me, right?

I mean, the head of the
family shouldn't travel alone.

That goes without saying.

All right. Let me do this alone.

I don't want to scare her.

It's ok. I'm going to be
all right. Don't worry.

Sandy!

Sandy?

Sandy!

Sandy, it's... it's
Michael. Where are you?

Sandy?

Sandy, is that you?

Am I glad to see you.

I got to talk to
you. You don't know...

Clean shots.

Didn't even know what hit them.

Damn!

And to think they say
you can't turn a phrase.

One good rubber
Dolly shot to shreds.

How do I explain this
to the hotel manager?

Bullet holes, whip marks,
what's the difference?

He's used to this
type of thing anyway.

Well, that's 3, plus this one.

You're building up a
regular Vietnam-type

body count, aren't you, hunter?

Since when did it
become our fault?

Oh, no, not yours,
McCall. Just hunter's.

You should've known that the mob
would use any excuse to start a war.

This was not a mob hit, captain.

Oh, that's right. That's right.

This is a junkie burglar
type hit, right, hunter?

A junkie burglar who just
happens to carry around an uzi.

Santoro gave me 2 days.

He wouldn't go back on his word.

That's what I think about
santoro and his word.

And the other thing I think is

if I catch one more
dead body in my precinct,

I'm going to throw santoro and
his hand-tailored butt into jail.

You tell him that, hunter.

You better give me an extra
quarter for the phone call.

Hey, what do you make of this?

I make that out to
be money, terwilliger.

What do you make of it?

What's with him?

Why would Mike bring hush money?

He came here to
kill her, didn't he?

Hunter, a word of
advice. Case closed.

That's 2 words.

Sue me.

None of this feels right.

These people settle their
own affairs in their own way.

Now, you told me that, hunter.

You were worried about a
war? Well, stop worrying.

The Vincents are hardly
in a position to strike back.

I got to talk to santoro.

I got to find out
what went on here.

Ok, fine. Do whatever
you want to do,

but now that it's safe,
I'm going to take Sandy

to the hospital to
visit her brother.

Excuse me. Which room
is Dave Newton in, please?

Immediate family only in icu.

Well, I am his immediate
family. I'm his sister.

3612. Thank you.

Excuse me. Is there
a phone around here?

Oh, right near the elevators.

Thank you. Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Hello, bill? This is solly.

Listen, I'm in the
hospital here.

No. No, I'll, uh, I'll
take care of it myself.

Yeah. And, solly,

I won't forget.

This is a
better-looking lobster.

That'd be good for
stuffed lobster. See that?

See how it is there?

That's a little better
lobster to eat. See?

Good one. I like that.

Hello, Ricky. What
can I do for you?

You promised me 2
days, Mr. Santoro.

You hurt me, Ricky.

You hurt me very deeply.

You look me in the eye

and you hurl accusations

that you know in
your heart are false.

Why? Why do you
treat me like that?

Is that what they teach you

down at your police department?

Who could get close
enough to George and Ross

to put bullets in their heads?

Except Billy.

Now that the old
man and Mike are gone,

how fat do you think
Billy's going to get?

He's the last of the Vincents.

The family business
belongs to him.

His territory's going to be
respected, you understand?

Any other solution
would create an imbalance.

I'm afraid we may have
an imbalance after all.

Dave?

Dave, can you hear me?

Dave, it's your sister Sandy.

Dave, it's Sandy.

Even when someone's unconscious,

there's still a part of
them that can hear you.

He just can't respond...

But he knows I'm here.

Hello.

McCall, it's Billy.

Isn't this hunter?

Yeah, I'm hunter,

but it was Billy
who killed Michael,

probably the old man, too.

You want to run
that by me again?

Just take my word for it.

Santoro's boys had nothing
to do with Mike's death,

and the only one who had
anything to gain by it was

both: Billy.

So grab Sandy and get
the hell out of there.

She's still a loose wire

that Billy'd like to snip off.

I'm on my way to
Vincent's office

to pick up Billy now.

Gotcha.

Nice to finally make
your acquaintance, Sandy.

Hang it up.

McCall?

Now.

I've got to go. Got company.

Billy?

Let's have your backup, McCall.

Your backup.

Nice and easy.

Sandy doesn't
know anything, Billy.

As far as she was concerned,

it was Mike that
killed your old man.

But we know better,
don't we, McCall?

Dave Newton, what room is he in?

3612.

Hunter: McCall,
are you in there?

Billy: Come on in, Ricky.

Drop the gun.

Let them go, Billy,
you'll be safe in custody.

When santoro finds out
about this, it's all over for me.

No. I want cash
and I want a plane.

You get McCall and the girl
once I get where I'm going.

You have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up that right,
anything you say can be taken down

and used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one, one will
be appointed to you without charge.

Do you understand each of these
rights that I have explained to you?

Finished with that report?

Look, I don't want
to bug you, McCall,

but I figured if you got
finished there in time,

you could go to
dinner with me. My treat.

Hunter, I will
ruin my fingernails

and my eyesight
typing your report,

but I'm not going to
destroy my stomach

by eating your junk food,
even if you do spring for it.

I'm not talking junk
food here, McCall.

I'm talking Maine lobster dinner

with all the trimmings...
Green salad, French fries,

a bottle of
imported French wine.

What do you say?

What's the catch?

Catch?

There's no catch.

I just thought we'd
celebrate our success,

but if that's how little
you trust me, then forget it.

Look, I'm sorry, you're
right. I'm wrong. I'm sorry.

Yeah, if you want
to have dinner, fine.

I would be happy to... I'd be
honored to have dinner with you.

Great.

Carmine santoro?
What is in this basket?

None of your concern, Bernie.

It is against regulations

to accept gifts
from known criminals.

I have to find out
what's in this basket.

Aah! Bernie, don't!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

You louse!

Yeah, lobster
dinner if I cook it!

Works for me.