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A woman like you, I could have loved.

And there's my luck.

Hi,

Daddy.

Guy orders a taxi, cab arrives, guy pulls a gun, rolls the driver for $46

change. How do you think they caught him?

When he called for the cab, he gave his real address.

They're out there chasing some real plateheads, darling.

Thanks for the update, Dad.

Can you call to read me the paper?

I've eaten there once or twice.

Food's not so bad.

I seem to recall a truly exceptional macaroni and cheese.

You know, baked with just the right amount of breadcrumbs on top.

Got your seatbelt on under there?

Maybe you want to reach under.

Check first, huh?

What were we just talking about?

Macaroni and cheese.

Will said you won't return his phone call.

You talked to Will? I bumped into him at the golf course.

So tell me, what's wrong with this one?

Nothing's wrong with him. He's been busy his whole life. This guy's got a lot

going for him. He's not a cop.

Not bad to look at.

Got a hell of a short game.

So what are you waiting for? Ask him out.

I'll keep an eye out for her.

Thanks for the heads up.

If a local legend has it right, today's your lucky day.

Why is that, George?

Karen Sisko.

Where are you?

Southby. Trying to figure out if this guy is banging his stepdaughter.

Who are you picking up? I don't know. Pell somebody. I'm just filling in last

minute.

I thought you were on last night. 27 hours straight.

Covering for guys on loan to the new DEA task force.

What? Cross -checking for Kirkland.

I don't know how you do it.

I can't even seduce my own wife.

To begin with, George, you could stand to lose a few points.

New Year's resolutions.

They come and they go.

Know what I mean?

Maybe after I get you situated, I'll go to the hotel, check out the pool, swim a

couple of laps, maybe hit the weight room.

I'm not...

George.

George.

Dad, I gotta go. My guy's plane is landing.

Okay, sweetheart.

Gotcha.

Arriving Savannah passenger Mr.

Reed, please report to the check -in desk at gate B -27.

George?

Kathy?

Karen.

We've got a problem.

Where's your guy?

He's gone?

Listen, it was only a minute.

I closed my eyes and went... You fell asleep with a prisoner in the seat next

you? I've been doing transports all week long.

Alvin, problem.

The handcuff?

Yeah.

Yeah, Pete. It's Karen. We got a rabbit at Miami Airport. Nicholas Pell.

P -E -L -L.

I'm gonna need a mugshot back to the premier desk at Medallion Airways.

Call Miami -Dade. Have all units follow for a...

Just a second. George?

Hey, George.

Description.

Um, black hair, green eyes, 6 '1", 190 pounds, early

50s, wearing a black suit.

I doubt he'll get out of the terminal, but just to be safe, let's set up on

Lejeune Road to the east, Milam Dairy to the west, Dolphin Expressway to the

south, and Northwest 36 to the north. You got my new cell? Yeah, 561 -555

Okay, Colin, you're done.

He's probably not too smart. He won't get far. They never do.

Listen, you know what he looks like. Get with airport security and set up an air

perimeter. We'll be there in a minute.

There's a line, but... I'm expecting a fax. Let's keep these people back.

What's going on?

Got a DOA on a flight coming in from Seattle.

You look like hell.

The president's coming to town in a week, and the Secret Service decided

night at 10 o 'clock that there's a senior citizen in Delray Beach who poses

threat. Meanwhile, nobody in Delray poses a threat to anyone, unless they're

behind the wheel of a car.

Anything on Pell? German National.

Interpol's been on the horn with Miami -Dade. They're staking out hotels,

airports, and train stations.

It's a manhunt.

Who the hell is this guy?

He's a career con artist.

He's married four different women, all of them wealthy.

three of whom he robbed blind, drained their bank account.

He also killed a cop.

Wife number four, her sister had him checked out by a detective who put the

trail together.

Pell shot him and fled to Seattle.

Got a name on number four?

Chelsea Wentworth. She's been out of country, flying back today.

What about George Green?

Heart attack, natural causes.

The old man wants to see you.

What in the hell happened out there?

That's exactly the question I've been asking myself all morning.

Of course, the other question I've been asking myself is, how could this happen?

Did he overpower you, steal your gun, take hostages, ask you out on a date?

You did get his phone number, at least. I would hate to think this was a total

loss. Hey, hey, hey.

Daniel, let's not forget the office you are standing in. Yeah, well, thanks to

your office, 3 ,000 man hours just walked out of federal custody with a

.S. marshal for an escort.

And while we're on the subject, how is a prisoner able to pass himself off as a

U .S. marshal?

To an actual U .S. Marshal. It's not like we have a secret handshake.

Detective Philip Reardon.

22 years on the job. He had a wife and three kids.

Look, I'm taking full responsibility for what happened. Just give me 48 hours.

You'll do what? Give him a tour of South Beach?

I don't want you anywhere near this one.

The Bureau's taking it back.

By all means.

I caught him before, and I'll catch him again.

No doubt.

Get to it.

You can hold on to that.

Get me Interpol back online.

Man's a gun.

Never clear his holster. Talks like he's Elliot Ness.

I'm sorry, Amos.

Damn well should be. Want to get respect around here? You're going about it the

wrong way.

Is this some kind of pep talk? Because I'm not feeling inspired.

You lost a prisoner, Karen.

This business, never a good thing.

So now what?

Now you go out there and find him.

What Burden just said. Burden is not your boss. Last time I checked, he

mine. I don't give a damn about the FBI's jurisdiction.

Go up there and get this guy back.

Thanks, Amos.

Hey, just don't let Burden catch you doing it.

Oh, you're jumping on everything I say.

Yes, you are. Yes, you are.

I can't deal with this right now.

Kind of a rough day, huh?

Not so bad.

Could have left two guys dead or just one.

Got a detail this afternoon. I was sort of thinking maybe afterwards they'd come

by.

I've just gotten comfortable with where we're at.

Well, I'm not very comfortable with where we're at.

Your problem, Ray?

You're not uncomfortable enough.

Watch your fingers.

Gee, Ray, you might have mentioned.

Good work, Daniel Byrd, FBI.

Cisco. Do you ever get the feeling some days were best spent bad?

Unfortunately, you only arrived at that conclusion long after you left your bed.

You weren't very nice to me in the airport.

How did you get this number?

You give it to Pete in the airport.

Good memory.

It helped in my line of work.

Why are you calling me?

You're such a memorable person.

You've got a rather forgettable name.

Maybe that's why there aren't any songs about girls named Karen.

You've got Donna, Sarah, Beth, Joanna, Layla, Angie.

No Karen.

I used to think Chelsea would tell number two to the Wentworth girl.

Every girl needs a song, which is why I'm writing one about a girl named

Why don't we meet somewhere? You can sing it to me over a bourbon.

Anyway, I'm just calling to say thanks.

I couldn't have done it without you.

Want some company?

Sure.

As long as you don't try to improve my swing.

Got some game?

A couple minutes on the radio.

My ones are looking real good this year.

Comes down to Burnett?

Sure nice to see him in the series.

You going to bring up the airport?

I was stalling.

I once let a guy take a walk.

Two fellas were brought in on the same day.

One was a minor B &E, the other was a triple homicide.

Dad.

All I'm saying, sweetheart, is you learn by doing.

I feel like an idiot.

You learn by doing wrong.

Get some golf balls.

You'll feel better.

I'm praying for the strength not to carry

on.

Morning.

What's so important it couldn't wait till later? I need to see her, Ray.

All

right,

you got five minutes.

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best.

I can't keep track of each fallen rock. It's a sad song.

I remember you well.

I like sad songs.

They let you know there's someone else in the world who's more miserable than

you are.

I'm Karen. I know who you are.

Agent Verdon told me all about you.

He doesn't like you very much.

I know you've already been through all this and just went with it.

Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?

We could go for a walk.

You're blind.

What makes you say that?

Diabetic retinopathy.

The aftermath of decadence. I'm blind, and I spend 12 hours a week on a

machine.

We were being treated by the same physician.

Diabetic.

I had only been blind a year.

Of course, it felt like ten.

And here was this nice man in the waiting room with his hand on my knee.

If I hadn't been so depressed, it might not have worked.

He can be very charming.

He killed a man.

Police officer?

Rufus found him buried in the rose garden.

Rufus the gardener? No.

This is Rufus.

Labradors have a wonderful sense of smell.

So, Rufus managed to dig up the detective, despite the fact that he'd

buried six feet deep.

Didn't you, boy?

He just never struck me as a very violent man.

And he was a very good listener.

He's a murderer.

What will you do when you find him?

Bring him in.

And if he won't be brought in?

You'd shoot him, wouldn't you?

I really don't care how good a listener he is.

Thanks.

Alvin Simmons.

Put on Charlie Luke or Charlie Beat the Rap and... And you had him relocated in,

wait a sec.

Two years ago.

Well, he's back.

When were these taken?

About an hour ago. The feds took him. They were watching Charlie's place down

Washington. Alvin showed up, popped inside for a beer. He's been there all

morning. Lucky for him, Charlie knows the Phoebes are watching.

I can't deal with this. I mean, I'm in the middle of... He's your guy. If you

don't go get him, he's gonna be gator food by morning.

I got it.

Alvin...

See,

the reason I know this is because I set up all the internal accounting controls

for the place.

Hello, Alvin.

Karen Sisko.

Can I buy you a drink, Abby, a latte?

We gotta talk.

We're talking.

Outside.

Hey, tell Charlie his old friend Alvin Simmons stopped by. I wanted to say

hello. He's supposed to be in Kansas.

I have to come back.

It's called Witness Protection and Relocation. Emphasis now on relocation.

don't come back. Oh, I got burned.

Burned? You know, my cover was blown.

I was being followed. What was following you?

Like I was going to stick around to find out. What about your wife?

Barbara and Alvin Jr.

are with the parents. Well, you should have called me. I panicked.

You all right?

So you thought to yourself, hmm, I'll go to Miami, a city with a price on my

head, and visit a strip club owned by the guy who put the price there on the

first one?

Maybe I fell into the old routine, you know, reflexively.

What old routine?

You weren't a button man, Alvin. You were a mob accountant.

There could be a hitman to go to a strip club.

Okay, fine.

Maybe I got sick of sitting in my garage every morning for 20 minutes trying to

get up enough nerve to start my own car.

Thought maybe if I could talk to Charlie, he'd call off the dogs.

No one talks to Charlie. You above all people should know that.

Well, we go way back. We're like friends.

Charlie doesn't have any friends.

So what do we do now?

What, just move in? Two years ago.

I mean it, Alvin. You're on a plane as soon as I figure out what's what in

Kansas.

Well, hello. Hey, Karen, you're late. Sorry, something came up. My poker game?

Hi, sweetheart.

Alvin, is that you?

Hey, Marshall. I thought you moved.

Yeah, well.

How you been?

Some days are better than others.

How's the P .I. business?

Some days are better than others.

Same game, any up. Don't I know you?

Maybe. I used to run errands for Charlie. Maybe that's why.

These guys are all cons.

Ex -cons.

Makes for a cleaner game.

And you, you talk too much.

I get that a lot.

Are you going to sit?

Not tonight. I got to go out.

Did you call Will?

Uh, they were just asking whether he was still going out with the married FBI

guy. What was I going to do, lie?

Karen, I got a guy. He's perfect for you.

He gets out in six months.

Hey, fellas, if you were trying to get a hold of a fake passport and fast, who

would you go see?

Need a real scratch man to do a job like that.

Short notice?

Anyone come to mind?

The Greek.

Gus is doing a nickel at Lompoc.

Money in object?

I'm guessing, yeah.

What kind of time frame are we looking at?

24 hours.

Well, there's only one guy to see.

Guy got a name?

Hervé Castillo.

You knock on his door?

He does do it with a SWAT team.

Mind keeping an eye on Alvin for me?

I could do that.

What?

If, you know... I'll call Will.

Hey,

Marshall.

Karen here?

Who is it, Dad?

It's the FBI.

Hey, Ray.

I appreciate what you did for me today, but it doesn't change the fact I asked

you not to come here.

Okay.

Can I come in?

Sure. Thank you.

Hello. Lock up on your way out.

So how's the wife, Ray?

And I shake it down for the team. And you know what I mean. I'm not rolling

no dream. Check it out. I hand the pads out. I post up with the flyer. MC the

live wire. Mr. Parker be behind you as I inspire.

And I shake it down for the team. And you know what I mean. I'm not rolling

no dream.

Stand up.

Put your hands in the air.

U .S. Marshal, get your hands up in the air.

I can't hear you, Mama.

Mama Tita,

you're going to shoot me?

That's a big gun for a little girl.

Give me my knife, I'll finish it with them and you'll pay for it!

Do you know him?

I always got an American passport and a Florida driver's license under the name

of Michael Lamb.

Also, can you get a hold of Ellen Simmons' wife for me? I need to talk to

There's a blue light in my eyes from you

There's a blue

light

There's

a blue light in my eyes from you

Yeah. Her name's Sally Preston. She's not talking. One of the other nurses saw

her help herself to a few vials of insulin.

The nurse, uh, she recognized the photo of Pell and then, uh, said she saw Sally

talking to him in the parking lot on her break.

Can you guys excuse us?

Just give me a minute with her.

Yes, of course.

My name is Karen Sisk. I'm from the U .S. Marshal's office. I didn't do

anything.

Where'd you meet him?

Bar? Shopping mall?

He's a very good liar.

I don't know what he told you, but... I don't know what you're talking about.

I want a lawyer.

Your name's Sally, right?

Yeah.

So, what do you think, Tia?

Lay down Sally?

Mustang Sally?

Not here.

All right, let's turn the plate up by down

Someone get a hold of the on -call judge.

We're getting a court order from phone records.

Can you do me a favor?

Track down a song, Chelsea Hotel No. 2.

I can do that. Thanks.

Daniel. This doesn't make me happy, Cisco.

Why's that?

Because I'm here or because I'm here first?

Sir.

I look at numbers.

I see patterns.

Numbers are eloquent.

When they never lie.

One night, I'm up late going over the books.

The cook set or the real set?

The cook set.

I found myself staring into a black hole.

I saw what I was doing.

Suddenly I was seeing faces instead of numbers.

I go up to Charlie's office. I tell him I'm out.

He just smiles.

I understand.

That night on my way home, some guy asked me what time it is.

Boom, boom, boom, boom. Four times, shoots me in the gut.

Hey,

this is the life, huh?

They weren't sending me back tomorrow.

We turned up the thermostat.

May I take your coat?

No, thank you. I'm fine.

Sure you're not too cold? No, I'm fine.

What's the matter?

You don't think I can handle it?

What? Seeing you in that dress.

Or maybe you just want to go home.

I mean, you've already said anything.

It's my gun.

It's in my coat pocket.

You have a gun in your coat pocket.

Wouldn't fit in my purse.

And you carry it with you everywhere.

Uh -huh.

So what happens when you go to the beach?

Cooler. Bed?

Night table.

Ever use it?

Hmm?

Have you shot anybody?

The wine's really good.

How many?

Ask me another question.

Ask me another question. Ask me how many men I slept with, how much I weigh.

I want to know.

How many people have you shot?

Three.

You've shot three people.

Did you ever kill anybody?

Yeah.

How many?

Two.

You shot and killed two people. Well, I shot one and the other one was more of a

hand -to -hand type situation.

So you killed the man with your bare hands?

Well, there was a knife involved.

Okay.

Well...

Yeah, let's go.

I just got off the phone with Alvin Simmons' wife. You are not gonna like

Alvin?

How was the date?

It kind of went okay. Right now, I really need to talk to Alvin.

I thought he was on the couch.

Well, he's not there. Neither is your car.

It's Karen Sisko. I need a low -jack trade in a 1972 Cadillac Eldorado. The

personalized plane's my baby.

What kind of man steals another man's car?

What are you doing back in Miami, Alvin?

Decided to fly south for the winter.

Pigeons don't fly south. You should have stayed away.

Tell me something, Charlie.

Are you still a fat bastard?

Do you still have body odor? Do you still have to pay for sex?

You stink. Do you still keep that extra set of books in the boathouse where the

kids can't find them? Because I always thought that was a great idea.

In the bathhouse, right?

Alvin, you're late.

And you're taller.

I spoke to your wife.

Why didn't you tell me she left you two months ago?

Thank you.

So no one was following you in Kansas?

Come back, I figure I'll let Charlie put me out of my misery.

Why?

I don't want to live.

Not like this.

I thought to myself, I got an insurance policy, pays out a million, my wife,

She's a beneficiary.

Figured I could leave something to my son, you know, help out.

But the policy doesn't pay out on suicide, so here I am.

You don't know what it's like to be so disconnected from the world.

I got parents I'm not allowed to talk to. I got friends I'm never going to see

again.

All I had left was my wife and kid.

You don't even have them anymore.

You were a mob accountant, Alvin.

And that's what happens to mob accountants.

They get sent to Wichita and work in hardware stores and mow the lawn on

and play bingo at night with all the other mob accountants.

You're not an innocent bystander here.

You laundered a billion dollars for the mob and you were given a second chance.

Four loneliest words in the English language.

We can protect you.

I'm sorry, Alvin, but you've got to pack your bags.

You're going back to Wichita tomorrow.

Hey, Karen, you ever been to Wichita?

It's like one Starbucks in the whole city.

Upstairs, under the bed. Huh?

Go.

I'm shutting up my friggin' house.

Try and circle around back. I'll take the house. No, I think I should... Don't

argue with me, Dad.

Your choice.

How many?

Two.

Platehead.

You all right, Karen?

I'm not very happy with you, Alvin.

Avis?

Hey, Marshall.

You okay?

I'll be all right.

I'll be going to hell.

What Dan Burton lacks as a lawman, he more than makes up for as a politician.

After he run in at the motel, he called the director. The director called the

attorney general.

The Attorney General called me.

Just give me one more day.

My hands are tied.

Right now, I need you to take Alvin to Wichita.

First thing tomorrow morning.

I'm sorry, Karen.

Nothing rhymes with Karen.

Nothing sexy anyway.

There's some interesting possibilities with Darren.

Karen loved Darren.

Darren loved Karen. What do you think?

I think you should keep your day job.

You're not like most women I've met.

They see too much.

Are you alone?

Just a moment.

No, I mean, are you really alone?

Thought not.

Must be tough for a pretty girl like yourself.

Pissing in the sandbox with boys all day long, not having anyone to handcuff at

night.

I bet it gets lonely.

What about you, Nick?

Always playing the kept man forever on the arm of the sugar mama.

Running back and forth to the bar for gin and tonics while she plays bridge

the girls. I can see that the conversation is about to turn nasty.

And I'll get a song to finish writing.

I'll drop you a postcard when I get to you.

Are you going to be okay?

Hey listen, maybe I can make some calls, get you set up somewhere else.

This came for you this morning.

Kid that dropped it off said some guy paid him 20 bucks to do it.

I'm starting to feel like your secretary.

Oh, which reminds me, I have something for you.

That song you asked me to track down for you?

Leonard Cohen's Chelsea Hotel No. 2.

Thanks.

I remember you well

In the Chelsea Hotel You were talking so brave and

so sweet Ah, but you got away

Pretty song.

I

don't

need you.

I need you.

I don't need you. Would you like another drink?

I'm going up the house.

I'll wait here a while.

May I remember you well?

I come back to you.

You were famous, your heart was a legend.

Told me again you preferred handsome men.

But for me you would make an exception.

I'm cleansing your fist.

For the ones like us who are oppressed by the figures of beauty.

You fixed yourself.

You said, well, never mind.

We are ugly.

We have the music.

And then you got away.

Didn't you, baby?

You just turned your back on the crowd.

Do you ever get the feeling some days are best spent in bed?

Let me just get... You want to hide something, your shoe's never a good

First place the maid will look.

How'd you find me?

You said you used to sing Chelsea Hotel No. 2 to the Wentworth girl.

Good memory.

Helps in my line of work.

When I paid a visit to Chelsea, she was listening to that song.

I didn't know it at the time.

In there, it was easy.

Find the private jet, I find Chelsea.

Find Chelsea, I find you.

So have you had your bath?

I doubt there'll be room for all of us.

Would you really shoot me?

Yes.

I can see your point about the bass.

Turns out he was a pretty good listener after all.

I knew that it was just a matter of time.

I won't testify.

You won't have to.

By the way, you were wrong.

Why is that?

There was a group, the Ripcord.

They weren't very well known, but there was one song that's always held a

special place in my heart. It was called... Karen.

A woman like you, I could love.

There's my luck.

Bye, Daddy.