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Hey, little sister.

Hi, honey.

You lonely?

Yeah, you know it. What's the annual charge?

$6 ,000 on the note.

Keeping yourself nice and cozy, Lafonso, so you don't pass go and you don't

collect $200.

What about my $200?

Hey, you. You set me up. Damn straight.

Yeah, brother, you got a weakness for redheads, remember?

$200.

Hey, take it easy.

Hey, sis killer.

What kind of job you running here?

This ain't no police station.

Where are you taking me? Gotta get something out of my office. Oh, that's

against my constitutional rights. Picking up with the founding fathers.

minute. Hold.

Wrap your hands around the pole. Let's go. Come on.

Now,

if you should make any noise, I'm going to introduce you to the latest fad.

Brain piercing.

He was a cop and good at his job, but he committed the ultimate sin and

testified against other cops gone bad.

Cops that tried to kill him, but got the woman he loved instead.

Framed for murder, now he prowls the badlands.

An outlaw hunting outlaws. A bounty hunter.

A renegade.

Amanda, I can't believe it's you.

That's some welcome.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, it's so good to see you. What are you doing here?

I wanted to surprise you. Well, you have.

Oh, this is fantastic.

Oh, darn.

What's the matter? Well, Shia's not here. She's on vacation in Hawaii.

Oh, what a shame.

Well, it's okay. You know what? You're here. We're going to have a blast. But

you've got to tell me why you're here.

Well, that is another surprise.

Bobby!

This is my surprise.

I drove pretty down here, all the way from Arizona.

Who's that?

Some homeless guy chained himself to a pole out there. No, it's actually one of

my clients.

Really? Oh, God, Bobby, I can't believe what you do for a living.

Well, you get to see it from the inside. Come on, let's go.

What a rush, man.

Oh, so Bobby, are there actual criminals walking around the police station?

I mean, what are they like? Can you talk to them?

Do they frisk you?

What is going on?

I don't know, but I want you two to stay right here and wait for me.

Come on, can't we go in?

Absolutely not.

Isn't this exciting?

Hey, Lyle, what's all the feeding frenzy, huh? We're waiting for a break

psycho rapist.

Oh, that's the guy who does his victims in their own bedroom, huh? That's the

one. You know, I'm thinking about calling him the boudoir rapist.

Nice line. Oh, I thought so.

You know, these bozos in blue, they can't get a thing on him. Well, don't

They will. Take care. Yeah.

Let's see. What else on the colorful minister's show?

Yeah, I gave you all the people.

What about does it? Well, I guess he's all yours.

All right.

What are you doing here? I told you to wait for me in the car.

Go to the bathroom.

Who's your new operative there, Bob?

Denny, this is Brittany, my cousin. Brittany, Denny Martin.

Hi. How you doing? Getting better.

You know where Sugar?

You look better with red hair.

Not for your styling tips. Where do you want him?

You bring him up to Jerry.

All right, I'll be right back. Come on.

At least consider Henry.

Get off me, Jerry!

What a charmer.

So, uh...

Well, you're Shai's cousin?

Yeah, just came up here to go to college.

Uh -huh.

Um, you wouldn't happen to know of any clubs or anything like that, would you?

Sure, yeah, I do.

You know, you should come out with me and my friends tonight.

I can't. Um, family things.

All right, we're out of here.

What happened?

Well, pretty, you might be my lucky charm. You see, Mr.

Lafonzo Shack is wanted in the state of Kentucky for burning down a bowling

alley, which gives us an extra 10 Gs.

Right on. Let's go spend it.

You got it, Denny. Talk to you later. All right. I'll see you soon, Bonnie.

Bye -bye.

Oh, Robert, it's so lovely.

Anne, this is just the beginning.

What do you mean?

Well, as of Wednesday morning, I start as a freshman at San Diego State.

For the next four years, I am going to be right in your backyard.

Four years?

You can't tell me that you are still holding a grudge about those stupid

earrings. Well, they were kind of expensive, Brittany.

Well, it was kind of an accident.

Good evening. My name is Jason. I'll be your server for the night. May I take

your order?

Mother, this evening is on me, so order anything your little heart desires.

Thank you, darling.

I'll have the gazpacho and the grilled salmon, please.

Pretty. And we'll have a dozen of these ham -a -ham oysters with some of that

black stuff on the side.

Caviar? That's the junk.

And, well, you know, I'd like a surf and turf sort of thing, and I know it's not

on the menu, but maybe you guys could put two things together.

I'm sorry, I have to charge it for both.

Oh, that's fine.

And for you, Mr. Sixkiller.

I'm not hungry.

That was scrumptious.

Oh, the caviar.

Salty.

Pretty, you follow us in the Jag. I'm going to ride with Robert.

Okay.

All right, Mom, let's have it. What?

You know, I get a strange feeling that you want to talk to me about something.

Go right ahead, Mom.

Bobby, there's a lot about Pretty you don't know.

Oh, I bet.

Oh, this is no joke.

She might as well have spent the last nine years in reform school.

Your Aunt Rachel?

Fell in with his fundamentalist group. It's been very hard on Brittany.

Hard in what way?

No dates.

Couldn't even go out with friends. Had to come straight home after school.

Well, how did you get her mom to let her go to college like that?

I told Rachel that if she didn't, she'd probably lose Brittany forever.

Bobby, if she steps over the line, and she will, cut her some slack, okay?

Don't worry, Mom, I will.

Tomorrow we're going to have blueberry pancakes.

Have you guys heard of that club, the Drill Press? I don't want you to go to

that club.

Wait a minute. Something's wrong.

My alarm has shut off.

Stay here a sec, ladies.

You okay, buddy?

You can track him with a computer and a fax?

Can you really find our burglar like this?

Well, uh, I'm not sure he's a burglar.

You meet the most delightful people in your field.

Maybe our mystery has just been solved.

Well, wait a minute, Mom. You see, he's one of the, uh, good guys.

Mom? Yeah.

Mom. Mom, this is Vince Black. He works for me. Vince?

Amanda Sixkiller.

Pleased to meet you, ma 'am.

Sorry about the gunplay.

Not a problem.

Listen, we're going to have a barbecue this evening. I'd love for you to join

us. I'd love to, but I can't.

Scared off by a little vandalism? What vandalism is that?

Well, that's why I wanted to talk to you. You see, I have a little problem.

Well, why don't we talk about it outside?

Outside? Nice to meet you, Mrs. Sixkiller.

Very nice meeting you, Vince. Thanks.

What is this all about, huh? You won't even come to dinner when you don't like

my mom?

Will you stop taking it the wrong way? I was just thinking about her.

The less she knows about Vince Black and Rena Raines, the better off she is.

Point well taken. Right? So, what happened at the house?

Well, after we had come home from dinner, I noticed somebody had broken

Anything taken? This is no ordinary burglary.

This guy was looking for something special.

So where do we start?

With this.

Out of all our old bounties that are back out on the street, I've narrowed it

down to these three. Why don't you start with this guy named Porter? All right.

I'll take care of him.

You just go have a good time with Mom.

Yeah, I will.

Go call me, okay?

Uh, I thought today was your day at the beach.

Beach day from hell?

Hi. Hi. I'm Brittany.

I'm Normandy.

Who was that?

Vince Black. He works for me.

Married. Got nine kids.

So, tell me about the day at the beach.

Well, the jag stalled out and I couldn't get it started. And, of course, we have

no cell phone, so I had to learn how to hitch a ride.

Well, I can see how you did that.

And, of course, these guys in California, give them a sweet little

suddenly they think you're getting married.

So, how about it? So how about what?

Well, can you go pick up Aunt Mandy's car?

Excuse me, but I have a job. I've got things that I have to do. Wait a minute.

We were supposed to go shopping this afternoon.

Yeah, and I've got to start school the day after tomorrow.

And I do have to get back to Arizona.

All right, all right, go shopping. Go, just go.

Unfortunately, we don't have a car. Well, Mama, take the Hummer.

Thanks, Shannon. Yeah.

Who are you?

What's on the special?

I hope it's you.

Why don't you try the game hand?

Freshly killed.

Come on, Lloyd. Let's go.

Hmm, where am I, huh? Triple A?

Oh, your car broke down?

Oh, let me get it for you. Oh, you have a flat tire.

Let me fix it for you. You don't want to be a piece of junk.

Yeah? Bobby, your problems are over.

I nailed Porter.

He copped to it?

No, not really. But it's a pretty good bet. The guy's a fairly decent break -in

artist. Which explains how he got through the alarm system.

Yep.

I'll meet you back at the office.

You sure you're holding the right end of that thing, lady?

Clean up the ashes.

Yes, ma 'am.

All right, where is she? Where's that little precious niece of yours?

Freddie will be back any minute.

Who's this?

Lloyd Porter, I think. Hey, Bobby.

Lloyd? Your friend Mr.

Black dropped him off.

I insisted on watching him.

Oh. Hey, did you get my Jaguar all right?

Well, um...

Oh, hi, Bobby.

Don't you hi me, you little vixen. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What did I do? I just got run off the road by one of your psycho boyfriends.

That's what you did.

No way.

Yes way. It sure wasn't this guy.

And just where is my Jaguar?

It's in the garage.

What's it doing there?

It's got a blown transmission.

And a wrecked exhaust with $4 ,000 worth of body work. You see, I was driving

down the road minding my own business. This guy was trying to run me off the

road and I had to pull in this area and I was skidding all over the place.

Mom, you should have seen him. He was slamming me and crashing into me like

bumper cars for keeps.

And that's what happened to me.

It's okay, Bobby. I'm just glad you're all right.

Thanks.

All right, pal. Here we go.

You better call your friend Vince.

What for?

Get him after the other men on your list.

They're more likely possibilities than Brady's admirers. Yeah, well, I'll do

that later, Mom, after I go ahead and file him, okay? I'm going with you.

Well, good, because I want to keep an eye on you. Up. Let's go. Come on.

Hey, Bobby, you're working some overtime, huh? This is Lloyd Porters.

mail fraud conviction.

Fled while on bail, pending appeal.

I'll run them through for you. Come over here.

Bye.

It was nice seeing you again.

Pretty.

That's the way out.

You don't have to do this kind of thing. You know what I mean? There. Isn't that

better? Yes, Mom. Much better. Thank you very much.

I'm so glad Cheyenne could get away. Did she go with a friend?

No. A male friend?

Absolutely not.

Why not?

What do you mean, why not?

Well, because it's not right. It's not like her. I know Cheyenne. She's always

wanted a family and children. One day she will have family and children. Don't

worry. When and with whom?

Is she seeing someone?

What do you mean by that?

I mean, is she in love with someone she can't have?

Is that what's stopping her?

Gosh, I'm hungry. I bet you are, too. Peanut butter jelly sandwich. Here we

You like a big glass of milk, Mom?

Big one.

Double banana.

Want to play Russian roulette?

Say goodnight, Ricky.

Mom, you make the best ribs in the whole wide world. Oh, thank you. One day

maybe I'll be able to see your ribs again.

I'm going to go get a jump on these dishes.

You know what I'm thinking?

I was thinking about where we could go have dinner tomorrow night.

How about nature's garden?

Nature's Garden?

That's a place where they got, like, soybean burgers and bean sprouts.

Oh, yeah, Mom. Sounds like my kind of place.

Maybe it should be.

Well, now, wait a minute. I haven't gained that much weight now, have I,

You've got to take care of yourself, Robert. Your father had to watch

too. Yes, but Dad had you to do that for him.

Yes, and you could have someone, too, if you really wanted.

I haven't met the right person, okay? Oh, please.

You lead exactly the life you think you want.

And what do you mean by that?

Oh, look at you. You live in a beautiful house. You lead a swashbuckling life

that 99 % of the male population envies. No, no, you said the life I think I

want. Now, what do you mean by that?

This is all fine for a 19 -year -old fraternity boy.

But you're long past that. I should think you would want more out of your

on the planet.

I'll go get started on the kitchen.

So I'm going to take off, okay?

Well, wait a minute, young lady. It is 10 .30.

Oh, come on, Bobby. I haven't been out since I got here.

You're here to go to college.

Exactly. Not a nunnery. Come on. I'll be careful. I promise.

All right.

I want you to take this. This belongs to Shy. It's her personal phone. Keep it

on you at all times. So please be careful.

Cool.

All right. I'm going to go get dressed.

Krister, hey, it's me, Peter, the guy with the surfboard and the puppy. I'll

at that party tonight.

Hope you come.

This is Little Patrol Press.

Midnight, Peter.

Ooh, email.

Excellent. We are rolling now.

Literature.

Getting ready to go out, getting dressed.

What are you wearing? Maybe nothing at all.

I can see you there now, naked.

Or almost. I can...

Feel that perfect body and start to imagine what I'm going to do to it.

And how I'll...

So

you've never done this before, huh?

I find that very hard to believe.

So how do you like it, Earl?

Nice and gentle?

Hey, Earl.

Let's get kinky.

So, I'm off.

Well, you look great, pretty.

Thanks, Bobby.

So, is Vince having any luck with those escaped bounties?

Well, he's caught two, and he's got a damn good lead on another one.

Yeah. I got Earl. Your problems are over. Great, pal.

I really do appreciate it. Thank you.

Yeah. What's he wanted for, anyway?

Earl learned how to skim credit card numbers from online merchandising sites.

real high -tech wizard.

What a world.

Listen, I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Thanks.

Go ahead, Brady. Go. Have a good time.

Thank you.

How to be young again.

Brittany, you forgot the phone.

Wait.

Yeah. What's wrong with you? Your mom sent you to bed without supper?

Hey, man, I got jumped last night, all right?

At the house?

Yeah, at the house.

What happened to the old phrase, like, a man's home is his castle?

What about your mom and Brittany?

Oh, Brittany was out and mom was already to bed. Listen, you know what? We got

to catch this guy.

You think maybe we're fishing up the wrong stream?

If it's not a bounty, who is it? I don't know. The competition, maybe. Who have

we scooped? Nick Biagi?

Never. Arnold Minskoff?

Retired to Brazil.

The Portero takedown.

Sam Ladd. Yeah, he almost killed us on the spot.

Well, listen, you can start tracking him.

I'll go ahead and park my family, and I'll catch up to you later, okay?

You got it.

Mom, you have to have at least one night on the town.

I mean, you cleaned my house, you washed my clothes, you ironed my shirts, and

you held my bounties at bay.

And unfortunately, I ruined your car, so you at least have to go out and have

some fun.

What did you have in mind?

Your kind of evening.

Oh, no.

I made all the arrangements myself, you know.

An early dinner at the Beau Ravage, and then tickets to the symphony.

Why doesn't he just go ahead and lock us in the basement?

I made these arrangements for Mom and not for you, Bridie, okay?

Well, that is becoming quite apparent.

That's all right, Bridie.

It sounds delightful,

Robert. Good.

Then the both of you will have a grand time.

Just the both of us? Well, I can't go.

Oh, I have to work. I got a lot of things to do, Mom. Sorry.

What a way to treat your mother.

Well, if he doesn't want to go, Bridie... It's not that I don't want to

He's just a busy man.

All right, I'll go.

I'll go.

We'll go together. We'll have fun together. Is everybody happy? Yes. Yes.

We'll have to take both cars, though, because I may have to come back and do a

little more work early. All right?

Only if I get to pick the restaurant.

Yeah.

So Bay City holds its breath, waiting to see who'll be assaulted next in her own

bedroom. Meanwhile, the police department sits scratching its head,

the identity of the boudoir rapist.

I'm Warren Lyle at City Hall.

Absolutely. On the rauncher, straight up. No ice.

You got it.

How's Brittany?

Oh, fine. She'll be ready this year.

Want to bet?

Cheers. Salute.

Honey, I... Me first.

I'm sorry about what I said to you.

Your personal life is none of my business.

Mom, it's okay. I asked.

I just am never sure what to say to you, Robert. Or rather, when to say how much

and what to say and when to shut up.

Mommy did just fine.

Well, not always.

I wanted so desperately to be a good mother to you.

I just was never sure how to play it. It just tore me up.

Oh, Mom, you just never said anything.

How I wish I had, but I had only been married to your father for a few months

and... I wasn't your real mother.

And I was an Anglo.

Mom,

give me that.

You did just fine. I don't think anybody else could have done such a great job

as you.

Sibelius, anyone?

Well, listen, Rudy, exactly where are we going? Because I don't remember any

restaurants in this area.

Oh, we just opened.

What kind of food do they serve?

They have a raw bar and sides of beef.

We're a long way from nature's garden.

Where are we?

Busters.

We don't have today.

Really? Well, let's go. Because we're not. Let's go.

Go ahead and slow down, okay? Take it easy.

You don't have this kind of stuff in Flagstaff?

As a matter of fact, they do.

take care of some business, okay? I'll meet you back at the house.

You got this?

Okay.

I swear, sir, I'm going to take you to post.

You know, the beach is there. They got black sand.

I ain't kidding. It's volcanic or some crap.

Sam?

Sixkiller? Hey, Sam.

Man, they let anyone in here.

We want to talk to you, Sam.

Yeah, well, I only got one thing to say to you, Sixkiller.

Goodbye.

Come on, who stirred you guys up?

Somebody's out to get me. I want to know who it is.

You're our prime suspect.

You got an alibi for the last couple of nights?

I was with my wife.

Exactly where was this?

Maternity ward.

St. Helena's Hospital.

Dr. Langer did the delivery.

It was a bear, too.

Not a souvenir.

I love college.

Oh, my God.

Call Bobby. I left the phone in the club.

Come on, let's go get it.

Hey, wait, there's a cop over there under that light.

Maybe he can help us get a tow truck or the auto club or something.

Let's just call Robert.

Okay, tell you what. You go in and make the phone call. I'm going to see if he

can help us out or something.

All right.

Oh, my God.

Brittany. It's me, Denny Martin. Do you remember me? We met at the station

house. Oh, my God. Denny scared me to death.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to. Are you okay?

Car trouble.

Come on. I'll tell you what. I'll give you a drive home. You can deal with your

car in the morning.

Thanks. Oh, but can we stop and get my aunt? She's at Buster's. Oh, yeah. No

problem. Come on.

Wow. I've never been in a police car before.

Kind of spooky.

Really?

Oh, wait. The club's back that way. Yeah.

No, but my aunt's back there. We've got to go get her. I'll tell you what. I'm

going to ask the questions here, all right?

You're under arrest.

What? What are you talking about?

Some people.

No respect for the law.

So by that time, she'd been in labor for 41 hours.

I figure I gotta take a break. All right, all right, all right, Sam, I

you.

But if anything should be different, I'm telling you. I'm telling you the truth.

I swear, Bobby.

Go ahead, get out of here. Go back to what you were doing.

Pretty convincing.

Now where?

I don't know.

Yeah?

Robert?

Oh, hi.

Just a second.

It's my mother.

Listen, can we do this tomorrow?

9 a .m., tomorrow morning in the office.

Behave yourself. Thanks, Mom.

Hi, Mom.

Yeah, you having fun?

We were.

Listen, Robert, when we walked out to Cheyenne's car, the doors were thrown

and the tires were all slashed.

Well, where are you?

In Buster's.

Brady's back at the car.

What? It's all right. A cop in a police car was just coming around.

One cop in a police car?

Yes. All right, well, listen, Mom, you know what? Stay put. I'm on my way,

All right.

Why not? I mean, it's the way you feel safest, right?

See, that's why I like to take all my girls, you know, in their own bedroom.

That way they know, you see, that I can do whatever, whenever, basically

wherever I want to.

Look, I don't know. No, you look, all right? This talking thing you're doing,

it's not going to get you anywhere, all right? And if you scream, I'll tape your

mouth shut. You understand me?

Of course it won't matter, because there's no one around who's going to

hear you anyway.

What did you do with Bobby?

I roasted him over a pit.

Look, I don't know what I did to you.

See, that's the thing. I actually believe you. You don't know.

I don't know.

What about contempt?

Do you know about that?

You smile, that little smile, turning me down so politely. And all the time,

what are you doing? You're laughing at me.

No, I wasn't. Yes, you were. What, because I'm a cop? What, like I'm a

dumb slob and I couldn't do anything about it? So you thought.

Where's Brittany?

The last time I saw her, she was right here.

Well, let me tell you something.

This is no accident.

Listen, on the phone you had told me that one cop in a patrol car came here

help you. Is that right?

Right. One cop in a patrol car, Mom? Are you sure?

Positive. Why?

Because that night, especially in this neighborhood, all patrol cars take on a

partner. It's a department policy.

Dear God, what do we do?

I'm going to call Shia's line and see if Brittany's there.

Cut off early?

See, I know where you get your whole act from.

You're just like Cheyenne, you know that?

Brittany. You're gonna tell me, though, that you honestly don't think nobody

sees right through you?

Nobody knows you're laughing at them?

What'd you say about me?

I didn't say anything, I swear.

Come on, let's go.

No, wait, Robert.

Try that call one more time.

Why? Because I gave Cheyenne that answering machine. It has this feature

you can listen in.

To listen to what? The messages, Mom?

No, no. To what's going on in the room.

You lie so good, you don't even know you're doing it.

I'm not lying to you.

Yeah? What about yesterday?

When you left the station house with Bobby, what are you going to tell me?

weren't talking about me then?

I was just saying what...

You hear the wheels turning.

I'm not lying, I swear.

Shut up.

How do I do it? Just call.

Press in her code when you hear the message.

Hi, this is Cheyenne.

Then hit seven.

You got it. I want you to enjoy this, Brittany.

Just like it's your last time.

If I am such a trash, why are you risking your life on me?

Shut up!

Come on, Mom, let's go. Come on.

You think you can get whatever you want, don't you?

Just because you've got this face and you've got this body, no one's ever

to say no to you.

Isn't that right?

I know you.

So well.

You don't know me?

You have invented some sort of sick fantasy.

You know, this is exactly the kind of snotty, bitch remark that I would expect

from you. Look, Denny.

Don't interrupt me, all right?

Hello? Reno, it's me. Meet me at the house. I think the raves just got

I am really going to thoroughly enjoy wiping that phony little smile off your

face. You've done it.

In about a minute, you're going to be begging at my feet.

Like a little doggie.

Who is this Denny, anyway?

Denny Martin, the cop at Central Bookie Farm.

But Pete doesn't even know Brittany. Oh, yes, he does. I introduced them.

And he broke into the house that first night?

Trying to find out where she was staying.

And he trailed her to the beach?

Probably saw the jag take off, assumed that she was in it. He's probably been

laying low for her ever since last night.

For God's sake, hurry, baby, hurry.

Tons of thought about this moment.

This is exact.

Enough, son.

All right? Yeah.

Oh,

pretty.

You okay?

Hey. Indians to the rescue, right?

is pretty with my car. She was supposed to be back from the garage an hour ago.

She's on her way. Listen, have you thought any more about my proposal?

Moving up here, you mean? No, I don't think so.

Why not?

Too boring.

Where have you

been? And where is my car?

Mom, this is your car.

The other Jag's tranny was totaled.

But the insurance will never cover this.

That old Jag had 80 ,000 miles on it. I'll be lucky to get cab fare.

Mom, it's a gift from me.

Robert, I can't accept this. It's too expensive.

Oh, I could keep it for you.

No. I'm just kidding. Listen, Mom, you know what? This is the least I could do

after all those things I've put you through.

Consider it a next year's early Christmas gift.

Oh, all right.

Thank you, baby.

Mom, I love you.

I love you, too.

Now, get out of here. Come on.

Bye, Rudy.

Bye. Take care. You know what? Keep it under 100, you understand?

Of course.

And, Mom, come back soon.

I will.

I'll make you my famous peanut butter and jelly sandwich.