All language subtitles for In Plain Sight (2008) - S01E02 - Hoosier Daddy (1080p AMZN WEB-DL x265 MONOLITH)

Since 1970, the federal
witness protection program

has relocated
thousands of witnesses

to neighborhoods
all across the country.

Every one of those individuals
shares a unique attribute

distinguishing them from the
rest of the general population,

and that is,
somebody wants them dead.

Oh, no, captain!

We're stuck in an ice floe.
What do we do?

Get ahold of yourself,
Jenkins!

There's women and children
on board.

But sir, we're children!

So we are, Jenkins,

so we are.

Aw, crap.

Vernon, you promised.

You promised
not in this house.

Honey, come on.

No, this is our home.

Our son is right outside.

Vernon, no!

Control your bitch,
maricon, or I will.

I'm calling the cops.

No, you're not
calling the cops!

Leave my mom alone!

Honey, no!

Mom!

This sweetheart
is Vernon "vice" mcroy,

one of the largest
drug traffickers

in the midwest.

He, along with

Jaime and Luis Cruz,
murdered mcroy's wife,

Elizabeth mcroy,
while their 8-year-old son

lonny mcroy, looked on.

Wow, talk about your textbook
bad parenting.

According to the little boy,
mommy objected to dad

and company conducting
the drug business in the house.

Things were said,

umbrage was taken,
and boom-shaka-laka-laka,

here we are.

Wait. So who's coming
into the program?

The boy.

By himself?
Can we do that?

The Attorney General
thinks so.

And this kid's willing
to testify against his father?

Doesn't have to.

Dad copped
to involuntary manslaughter.

He's doing two to five
at Indiana state.

But apparently,
little lonny

has a disturbing knowledge
of his dad's drug business,

and that's what the feds
want him to testify about.

So what do you think, Mary?

Again,
spectacularly bad parenting.

I meant about taking on
an eight-year-old witness.

And you're asking me because?

No.

No, no.

What do you want me
to do, adopt him?

Maybe I should just treat him
like any other witness,

get him an apartment,
set him up with a bus pass,

check in on him
every couple months.

Obviously, no one's gonna rent
to an eight-year-old.

Come on, doesn't he have some
family that can take him in?

A distant relative
somewhere?

Too dangerous.

These Cruz people
have a long history

of taking out witnesses.

Stan, I suck with kids.

So? You suck with grownups too.

Ow! I can't believe
you'd hit a girl!

You're no girl.

Oh!

Stan,
I'm so sorry.

I have to go change now.

This kid needs an advocate,

and you are it.

Unfortunately,
the only option for him

is another WITSEC family,

people who understand
the risks and restrictions.

Poor little guy.

What's he like?

He's sweet.

I mean, he's been
through a lot.

He grew up in this world,
and he's--

and what?

Look, our kids have been
through a lot too.

I know.
You all have.

It isn't fair,
dumping this on us.

No. Nothing
about this is fair.

Can we have
a moment, please?

Sure, of course, please,
take all the time you need.

I think--i think we need
to give it a shot.

You told them
I was sweet?

You could be sweet,

if your life
depended on it.

If the future of
the free world depended on it

and there was sort of
a cash payout involved,

you could be sweet.

Oh, crap.

Are they praying?

Maybe not.

Good god, what kind
of potato-head yokels

have you hooked me up with?

Okay, look,
for your information,

Mr. Potato-head yokel

in there helped bilk
the U.S. government

out of nearly $3 billion.

$3 billion?
For real?

You're darn right.

This is why I could
never have a dog.

Yeah.

So?

Ever since
Carter's fall from grace,

we've prayed for guidance,

asked god
to give us direction,

show us our purpose.

Uh, I'm sorry. Are we
still talking about Leo?

We'd like to give this
a try.

Great. That is great.

When can we meet Leo?

Hey, how's it going?

I was pretty sure
you'd say yes.

Look, I ain't going to church,
and I don't have a bedtime.

Okay, guys, new rules.

Mom, no more sleepovers.

You want to spend the night
with your gentlemen friends,

you do it at their house,
or apartment, or double-wide.

Sweetie, why?

Because I have a job,
because I need my sleep,

because a daughter should never
have to hear her mother

doing the things
I heard last night.

Yeah, mama.

Brandi, what's the deal?

I thought you had a home
and a boyfriend in New Jersey.

Okay, I love you,
but three weeks

contributing nothing,
enough already.

Seriously,
start paying rent,

or I need to know when
you're going back to Jersey.

A hard date, on the calendar,
circled in red.

End of discussion.

Oh, and mom,

you need to get off your ass
and find gainful employment.

Oh, dear god.

Mornin', ladies.

Say, who's a fella
gotta sleep with

to get a cup of coffee
around here?

That's Dan.

Please don't shoot him.

One-eyed Dan?
Really?

Could I make that up?

Since when do you buy gifts
for witnesses?

Or anyone,
for that matter?

What are you talking about?

I'm a great gift-giver.

Not re-gifts.

Actual go out and purchase
brand new presents.

Huh.

That's my girl.

Mary!

Mary!
Hey!

Congratulations, kiddo,
you're officially a yokel.

Yeah, how about that?

Listen, I really wanted
to bring you a present,

but unfortunately,
WITSEC rules don't allow it.

Here you go, sport.

Oh, thanks.

Yeah, whatever that is,
that's from both of us.

Talk to you later.

Hey.

Hey, Mary.
Mary.

You made it!

I'm so glad you made it.

Of course I made it.

I always show up
for the happy occasions.

Hey, Carter,
congratulations.
Hey.

Thanks. This is one
of the happiest.

So it's official, huh?

Everything signed, sealed,
delivered?

He's officially
part of the clan.

It seems impossible he was
ever not a part of our family.

You guys have done
a phenomenal job.

He seems great.

Oh, Mary,
he's doing so well.

I mean, there are still
the nightmares,

and you know what he's
been through, and still--

he's so protective of her.

When she wakes up
in the night,

Leo's the one
that gets her bottle

and changes her.

She won't go back to sleep
without her Leo.

Are you okay?

What's the deal
with babies?

I don't get 'em.

Wow!

Look at this.

What's that I smell?

Did you make
tuna casserole?

Not me.

Guilty.

With velveeta
and potato chip crust?

Like there's some other way?

Thanks.

Gosh.

Thanks for cleaning up.

Now, you sit.

We're gonna take care
of you for a change.

Did something bad happen?

Yep, the worst

possible thing.

What?

I got a job.

Shut up.

Seriously?

I did.

Look.

Dana Dean cosmetics.

Wow.

Can you imagine mom
going door to door

in a little pink suit,

marketing, um,

high-line health
and beauty aids

to america's women
on the go.

You know what, mom?

Hey, be serious.

I think this is great.

I do. I'm gonna help you
any way I can.

Oh, thank you, sweet pea.

I'm so glad
you feel that way,

because I need $2,500
to get started.

Huh.

I'm just saying
you should tread lightly.

There's a right way and
a wrong way to work with Mary,

especially
with this witness.

You know, in fact,

why don't you just
let me do the talking.

In other words, you're
afraid of your own inspector.

On second thought,

handle it
however you think best.

Morning.
Oh, good morning, Mary.

You remember Arlo meyers
from the d.O.J.

Sure, how's it going?

Fine, I wanted
to talk to you about--
so here's the deal.

Leo's got all
this testimony pending.

The drug charges
against his father,

plus the charges
against the Cruz brothers,

all out of state,
and I just think it's too much

to make him relive
the whole traumatic mess

when he's finally put it
all behind him.

It's too much.

Isn't there some way

you can just put
his testimony on tape?

Actually, there's a new wrinkle
to Leo's situation, Mary.

Define wrinkle.

Vernon mcroy got early release
from prison.

He's suing
for custody of Leo.

So just tell him no.

Sorry, you murdered
your son's mother,

and that's pretty much
a deal-breaker

on the custody issue.

I mean, god.

What the hell's wrong
with you people?

Can't you
just strap on a set

and do the right thing
for once?

You're doing great.

Mcroy filed
a habeas petition

in Indiana state court,

challenging the federal
government's authority

to take his son,
and state judges tend to take

a dim view of the feds
interfering in matters

historically
under their purview.

So tough,
it's a federal court order.

That trumps state, right?
Not necessarily.

U.S. code title 18
gives states specific remedy

in cases of child custody,
and just between us,

it's quite likely
the federal judge

overstepped his authority.

Unbelievable.
Come on.

You know
what this mope's doing.

This piece of sewage
only wants custody of Leo

to keep him from testifying

against himself
and the Cruz brothers.

And if that happens,
we lose a critical component

in our case against
the Cruz organization.

Hey, pea brain,

if mcroy gets custody,
Leo's as good as dead.

There's no way those guys
will let him live,

and by the way,
he's not some damn component.

He's a ten-year-old kid.

He's also
a protected witness

obligated to testify

under the terms
of his agreement.

How many times a week
people tell you you suck?

Are you gonna let her
speak to me like this?

It seems like
a valid question.

What happens next?

Now you go explain
to an Indiana judge

why returning Leo to his father
is a very bad idea.

Here's your
traveling papers.

Thanks a lot.

"Sarah white,
department of justice.

Family relations."

I'm not sure
I can pull off a Sarah.

Sarah white?

Well, for security reasons,

she testifies
under an alias.

It's all kosher,

there's no perjury issue.

This should be fun.

How the hell
does this happen?

Mary.
Carter.

Mary, why are you
letting them do this?

No, I know, I know, I know.

Listen, no one thinks
this stinks more than me, okay?

But the truth is,
it's highly unlikely

that any judge
is gonna award custody

to some drug-dealing murderer
like Vernon mcroy.

Unlikely,
but not impossible.

And what happens if we
assert our parental rights

and don't let you take Leo?

And maybe we don't even let him
testify in the future?

Well, in that case,
Leo would be in breach

of his WITSEC contract.

The U.S. government,
having no further

legal standing in the matter,
would then notify

the Indiana court

of Leo's--excuse me,
lonny mcroy's whereabouts.

You soulless son of a bitch.

Carter.

Arlo, good god,

quit hiding behind
the U.S. government, okay?

It's you.
It's just you.

At least own up to it.

I'm not the bad guy here.

I'm trying to put murderers
behind bars.

Okay, good

just get him
on the damn plane!

Mary, promise me
you'll bring Leo home.

I'll do my best.

No, promise.

I promise
I'll do my best.

You'll be all right, bud,
all right?

Stay strong.
All right.

Gentlemen,
we have company.

Sorry, guys.

I'm Mary.
This is Marshall and Leo.

Deal me in.

How about you?

Sure, I like the occasional
game of chance.

Faro, whist.

Don't bother.
It's busted.

What do we have

for entertainment
around here, guys?

Books, video games,
anything?

Pretty much what you see
is what you get.

Guys, I've got
a ten-year-old witness.

What's he supposed to do

to keep from going nuts?

Hey, we're marshals,
not babysitters.

No, it's okay, Mary.

Maybe the gentlemen
can teach me how to play

one of their card games.

All right,

but just for a little while.

Thanks, guys.

So what's that game called
again? Texas something?

Hold'em.

Oh, yeah.

That sounds like it.

Have fun, boys.

Wow, there's a lot
to learn here, mom.

Do you really think
you can do this?

Sweetie,
it's like your daddy,

who was
a pretty fair salesman,

used to say.

All sales are the same.

You sell yourself,

and the products
will take care of themselves.

Uh, was that, uh,

before or after
he became a criminal

and ran out
on the family?

Sorry.

Help me practice my pitch.

Okay.

Okay.

Ding-dong.

Avon calling.

Oh.

That's not funny.

It's not funny.
Cut it out.

This is serious to me.

Okay, I know.

Come on, come on.

Sorry. Okay, go.

Ding-dong.

Avon calling.

You know,
I have got to learn this.

This is--come on, stop.
Now come on.

I know. Okay.

Ding-dong.

Not bad for a night's work.

You know,
you may want to keep in mind

those men you fleeced
are supposed to protect you.

Why do you think I let them
win back half their money?

Yep.

We're locked down.

The outer perimeter
is secure.

I'll be in the other bedroom
if you need me.

Thanks.

Good night.

Nice jammies.

Uh-huh.

That guy
is supposed to protect me?

Yeah, well,
don't let the pjs fool you.

That's one bad-ass lawman.

Leo?

Leo, hey.

Oh, hey.

What is it?

What is it?
Tell me, come on.

Hey, sweetie,
come on, come here.

Shh...

Shh. What is it?

Come on,
tell me what it is.

Tell me why you're crying.

Am I gonna see my dad?

I don't know.

I think it'll depend on, um,

you know, on how the judge
wants to do things.

Do you want to see him?

What if...

What if he thinks...

What if he thinks
I don't love him anymore?

Oh, Leo.

I know he did
a lot of bad stuff, but...

But he's still my dad.

He's still my dad.

Oh, sweetie, come on.

Shh...

I'm sure he doesn't
think that.

How do you know?

Because he's your dad.

He knows you love him.

No matter what they did
or where they are,

dads always know.

They have to.
They just have to.

Come on.

Lonny.

Dad?
Whoa!

All over it.
Let's go.

Hey, vern,

how's it going?

Get out of my way.
Not today.

Let go of my client.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the person telling you
to stay away from that boy.

Step back.

Oh, I'm an officer
of the court.

And i'm
a United States marshal.

Now step back.

Now listen carefully.

Any further attempt
at contacting

that boy you called lonny

will be considered a threat
to his well-being,

and I will personally
take measures to neutralize

any such threat.

Is there anything
about what I just said

you don't understand?

You think you
can intimidate me?

Yeah.

Good afternoon,
I'm jinx Shannon,

your local Dana Dean
cosmetics representative.

Did you know that
today's Dana Dean cosmetics

are perfectly designed
for the contemporary

American woman on the go?

Aah!

Wish me luck.

Remember, whatever you do,
don't say "avon."

Family court is now
in session.

The honorable judge

Arlene holiday presiding.

All rise.

Thank you, everyone.
Good morning.

You may be seated.

All right.

We are hearing the matter

of mcroy versus
the U.S. government.

Is that right?

State your appearances.

Vincent serrato
for Vernon mcroy.

Arlo meyers
for the United States.

Thank you, gentlemen.

As I understand
your petitions,

Mr. Mcroy has filed
a habeas petition

declaring that
the U.S. government

has taken and is holding
his son without authority.

Is that correct?

It is, your honor.

And the United States
contends that it interceded

on behalf of a minor citizen,
protecting him

from some
foreign drug dealers

whose intent it was
to kill the boy.

Does that about sum it up?

Yes, your honor.

All right, Mr. Serrato,

let's hear it.

Thank you.

Your honor,
the United States government

dissembles
when they claim concern

for my client's son's
well-being.

Clearly, their only interested
in lonny's testimony

to build a case
against Mr. Mcroy

and these
so-called drug dealers.

Mr. Meyers,
do you care to respond?

Yes, your honor.

Vernon mcroy
is a notorious drug dealer

who associates
with known killers.

Now the FBI, DEA,

and even your own
Indiana state police

have collected overwhelming
evidence against--

has he been convicted

of any of these charges?

No.

Indicted?

Not yet, your honor,
but lonny mcroy

suffered severe
emotional harm

witnessing
his mother's murder

at the hands of his father,

and by any measure,
he was removed

from a dangerous,
harmful environment,

and placed with a loving,

decent family.

How am I to discern
the current state

of the boy's home life?

It's my understanding

that the family's
not available for testifying.

If I may, your honor?

And you are?

Sarah white.

I've been assigned

by the department
of justice

to speak on behalf
of lonny's family.

The reason
they're not here today

is the U.S. marshal service
has determined

that exposing them
to violent criminals,

like Vernon mcroy
and his associates,

places them
in mortal jeopardy.

Which is fed speak for
they're in witness protection,

and neither you, nor I,

or the president
of the United States

knows where they are,
who they are,

or what kind
of criminals they are.

Is that true?

Is the boy's new family

in the federal witness

protection program?

Your honor, government employees
are prohibited

from divulging information

regarding
protected witnesses.

No, no, no, miss white.

Your honor--
miss white.

You can't have it
both ways.

You either
tell us everything

or I'll disallow
any testimony

regarding the family.

I'm sorry,
but you don't get

to decide what we can
and cannot hear.

Thank you, your honor.

But I don't want to wait
anymore, Chuck.

I'm lonely.
I want to come home.

I know, and I want you to.

It's just taking me
a little longer than I thought

to put this thing together.

Well, why can't you
come here and do it?

Sweetie, my parole.

I can't leave the state.

Look, as soon
as we get this done,

then you can come home.

I can finish the studio,

and we can have
our life together.

I made a sale!

That's great.

I gotta go, sweetie.
I love you.

Look!

Ten bucks?

What did you sell?

Eyebrow pencil.

It was actually 7.95,

but I made a sale!

Yay!

Now go sell some more.

Well, you know,
I could do that.

But, um, maybe
that's enough for today.

You know I can do this.

Don't you think
I should celebrate?

Really, mom?
Yeah.

It's 10:30.

Oh, don't be
such a killjoy.

Come on, drive.

Pick my bag up.

Okay.

I must say, counselor,
that I find

the government's claim
of protecting

one of its citizens
is justification

for denying this man
custody of his son

a little convenient.

But your honor,
the man went to jail

for murdering

the boy's mother.

No, he confessed
and served time

for the lesser charge
of criminal manslaughter.

Big difference.

But I wonder, counselor,

how many of the other
thousands of children

in this country who are living
in dangerous situations

has the federal government
stepped in

and usurped
parental custody?

That's
an interesting question.

Miss white,

maybe you'd like
to answer that.

I'd, um, have to look
those numbers up.

That's what I thought.

Jesus, what was that?

Stay calm.

Everybody
to the southwest stairs.

Lonny.

Marshall, wait!

Move, move, move,
move, move.

Lonny!

Southwest exit.

Continue in
approximately 20 seconds.

Move, move!

We've got one floor to go.

Marshall, wait!

Move!

Marshall, stop!

What are you doing?

Are you following
the evacuation protocol

for this building?

Yeah, why?

They're published

as part of the homeland
security act.

Every room, every floor
has a designated exit.

Public information.
So what?

Anybody interested knows
what door we're coming out.

Come on, stay close.

What's happening?
Keep moving!

Change of plans.

Watch out.
Anyone know what happened?

Hang on,
we're getting that!

Okay, hold on!

You, get in the car.
Get in the car!

On the floor!

Clear!

Where's the damn intel?

What the hell happened?

Hang on, there are, like,
a thousand voices on here.

Never mind.

Atf says the bomb

was a relatively small,
homemade device,

the same type
used in the murder

of a Cruz family informant
last year.

That's it.

Marshall, we're putting
Leo on a plane

and getting him
the hell out of here.

Hang on.
You can't leave.

I can do whatever
I deem necessary

to protect my witness.

Come on.
Well, wait a minute.

If it was them, then why
try to kill some random clerk?

They weren't trying
to kill the random clerk.

They were trying to flush Leo
out into the open,

and serrato knew it,
I saw it in his face.

Come on, Marshall,
let's go.

The court house
is secured.

She wants to see Leo
first thing tomorrow.

Unbelievable.

Hey, Leo.

All this, um,
all this commotion,

it's just a precaution,
okay?

Just preventative measures,
that's all.

Listen to me,

you gotta trust me.

We're not gonna let anything
happen to you.

Oh, yeah?

My dad used to say,

if someone
really wants to kill you,

there's nothing
anyone can do about it.

Yeah, well...

Your dad never met me.

Come on.

Mm-hmm.

Wish me luck again.

Whatever. Okay.

Okay. Uhh!

Uhh!

How do I look?

Flawless.

I'm serious,
this is serious.

Good afternoon, sir.

I'm your local
Dana Dean representative.

You see?

You live a clean,
righteous life,

and good things will find
their way to your door.

Would you like to see
some of my samples?

Good boy, howdy.

Don't wait up.

It's been
a crazy couple days, huh?

I've seen crazier.

Oh, yeah? When?

Have you forgotten
who my father is?

Oh, yeah.

So what kind of gun
is that?

That is a Glock 23.

It's a standard
marshal's issue.

Hmm.

This is a Glock 27.

It's a little smaller, so I
can get my pants over it,

but it'll do the job.

You ever shoot a gun?

No, but my dad
had one like that.

Yeah, well, he better not
have it anymore.

He's a felon now.

Do you think my dad
wants to kill me?

No.

But I think

the people he works for do.

I don't think he knows.

You need to tell him.

Okay.

Hey, mare?

Yeah?

I lied.

I did shoot a gun once.

Oh, yeah? When?

The day my mom died.

What are you talking about?

That day I heard my dad,
Jaime, and Luis

threatening her,

so I ran inside
to get my dad's gun

to protect her,
and when I opened the door,

I saw them pointing guns
at my mom,

so I shot at them.

Guess I missed, 'cause my mom
got shot anyway.

Yeah. Well...

I think it's probably best

if we don't tell anyone else
about this.

Okay?

Okay.

Okay, then.

What the hell
do you want?

I want to talk about the day
lonny's mother was killed.

Chrome and glass.

Kind of cliche
for a drug dealer, no?

Look, if you just came by
to make fun of my house--

so Vernon, imagine my surprise,
learning lonny shot his mom

and you covered up for him.

Did lonny say that?

No, he's totally
blocked it out.

That's why you took
your plea, isn't it?

So he wouldn't
have to testify,

possibly learn the truth?

Even if that was true,
I'd never admit it.

You know, he doesn't
need to go through life

thinking he killed
his mother.

So aside from poisoning
america's youth with drugs,

you're not quite the monster
I thought you were.

It doesn't change anything.

No, it doesn't.

I'm still his father.

Obviously you care
about him.

He's got a good life now,

a really good life.

Don't you want that for him?

Oh, I can give him
a good life.

Yeah, right up until the people
you work for kill him.

All right, look,

I have no illusions
about the Cruz family,

or, you know,
even my lawyer.

But once I have lonny,

he's no longer
a threat to them.

So for argument's sake,
let's say you're right.

What happens next?

You do
the single dad thing,

little league, pta,
play dates by day,

moving large quantities
of heroin by night?

He's such a good kid.

Lonny's my son.

I'm his father.

He's named
after my father.

He's the only thing
in this life

I ever cared about
more than myself.

He's blood.

My blood, now that doesn't
mean anything to you?

Talk about
a loaded question.

Look, I could give
a rat's ass

about all that lawyer crap
in court, really.

The only thing
I care about getting

is what's best for lonny.

The only thing I care about

is that lonny knows his father
did everything to keep him.

All right?
We belong together.

And nobody, not you,
not the Cruz family,

or anybody else
is gonna take him away from me.

I ain't gonna let
that happen. I won't.

I'm gonna take him
from you.

You should make
your peace with that.

Oh, here.

What's that?

Fan mail
from some flounder.

Oh, and by the way,
that car bomb today,

that was your friends
trying to flush lonny out.

And serrato knew about it.

I don't believe you.

Actually, I think you do.

Do you have any idea
what time it is, young lady?

I might have a problem.

You think this
is new information?

I don't think
I can turn him over.

Okay, but you're
gonna have to feed him

and take him for walks.

I'm serious, Marshall.

They'll kill him.

I know.

Just tell me what you need.

Okay.

Thanks.

Uh-huh.

Okay, listen to me.

Forget about
everything else

and just tell the truth.

It's all gonna work out

the way
it's supposed to, okay?

Yeah.

And what if the way
it's supposed to work out sucks?

Listen to me.

Everything's gonna be okay.

You trust me?

Like I have a choice.

Finally I meet a guy
that gets me,

and he's ten.

You're a musician.

I feel like
a million bucks.

Make that ten million.

We aim to please.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no, no!

No, no, no!

What's the matter?

Your stupid mutt
destroyed my samples.

Oh, no, poor baby.

Look at you, all made up.

And not
in a very tasteful way.

Poor baby?!

I borrowed $2,500

from my daughter
for these supplies!

You are gonna
have to pay for them!

Baby, I love you,
really, I do,

but not 2 1/2 gs worth.

Come on, Lola,
let's get you cleaned up.

I can't believe you're going
through with this.

Going through with what?

What is she talking about?

Court is in session.

All rise for judge holiday.

All right, folks,
let's settle.

Mr. Mcroy,
I have no doubt

that you are exactly what
the government says you are,

and I'm appalled
that you are walking around

a free man
amongst civilized people.

And while
I personally believe

that the boy
would be better off

where he is,

Mr. Meyers,

you have presented
no compelling argument,

not one shred of legal cause

to support
the government's case.

This man served 18 months
for criminal negligence

in the accidental shooting
of his wife.

If he is guilty
of other crimes,

please convict him,
then come see me.

But your honor,
we can't convict him

without his son's testimony.

Exactly, which is why
I have no choice

but to find for Mr. Mcroy.

I hereby order
that lonny mcroy

be returned to his biological
father immediately.

Your honor, the government
requests a 60-day stay.

Denied.

Uh, your honor.

I've changed my mind.

I'd like to renounce

any claim to my son.

Mr. Mcroy, you have
to consider what you're saying.

I have.

A moment, please,
your honor.

I don't know what the hell
you think you're doing,

but don't.

Screw you, Vincent.

Your honor,

my decision's final.

I want lonny returned
to his adoptive family.

So be it.

I'll have the papers
drawn up.

Gee, that's a tough break.
Oh, well.

I'm sure your clients south
of the border will understand.

I'd say you'd live
to regret this,

but that's not likely.

Hey, hey, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

I don't suppose I could
see him before he goes,

just for a minute?

Sorry.

He's already gone.

So you would have gone
to jail for him?

You did.

Mom!

Oh, you!

Oh, my! It is so good
to see you!

Good job, Mary.

Great job.

We'll see.

Hey, buddy.

Family can present itself

in all manner of bizarre
and exotic permutations.

A few months earlier,

the billups family
didn't even know Leo existed.

And now here they are,

bonded like some
essential molecule.

Come on.

I'll make
introductions.

How in the world
did you convince mcroy

to give up custody
after he won?

It's possible

she led him to believe
it was the only way

he'd ever see Leo again.

Is this something
I want to know more about?

No?

So it's all good.

Leo gets to keep
his new family.

As long as Vernon keeps
his WITSEC agreement

and testifies
against the cruzes,

he gets to watch
his little son grow up.

So it seems.

Hey, did you know
the gatling gun

was invented
in Indianapolis?

No, I did not.

* yeah

* yeah

* yeah

The particulars
of Vernon mcroy's future

involvement in Leo's life,
visitation rights, etcetera,

remain to be worked out.

But the billups
are forgiving people,

and like Vernon,
they understand

the irresistible pull
of family.

* bring your sweet lovin'

* bring it on home to me

* yeah

* yeah

* yeah

* yeah

* yeah

* I tried

* to treat you right

* but you stayed out