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And it's good.

How'd you guys get in here?

There's a key under the flower pot.

Francisco?

Lester.

Lester Porter.

We went to high school together.

Can't tell you who to talk to.

You really don't remember me?

I really don't remember you. North Central High, third period English, Mrs.

I'm Lester Porter.

You're Karen Sisko.

Glad we got that cleared up.

It's been a while. You haven't changed a day. You look great.

I can clean up all right.

You were paroled three months ago doing a stretch in Lompoc for insurance fraud.

Didn't waste much time, did you?

I met this guy on the outside my first day on the grass. Says to me, you want

make some money?

Did you go to the ten -year reunion?

You're in trouble, Lester.

There must be five million in there.

A lot of funny money for a no -name paper hanging with two bits in the

My mother needs an operation.

I read your file. Your mom died in 92.

Yeah, I'm still looking for a second opinion on that.

You really don't remember me?

You do really good work, Porter. Nice line resolution, government -issued

stock. And then there's a watermark. Nice shake your hand.

Who's he?

Garrison Kick, Treasury.

He's running the show. Yeah, you got a hell of an operation here.

G -series printer, cherry plates.

Thanks.

Just going somewhere?

Who are you working for, Lester?

His mother.

Get him out of there.

Dinner tonight? No. Come on, it'll give us a chance to wrap up the case. Out of

the water. On the level.

A happily mad man.

You know, I know a great little place. Eight o 'clock.

Charlie's on call. Don't be late.

Nice meeting you, Lester.

Gant!

You forgot to say it, Gant.

One wallet.

Black.

Thirty -seven dollars.

Cash.

One ugly suit.

Gray.

One broken watch.

Plastic.

Reckon them batteries just wasn't made the last 15 years.

You know, I would have pegged a fell on your line for having fancier personal

effects. Bank robbers, generally speaking, have some pretty fine

Must have fell.

Nothing a little scotch tape won't fix up.

Find out.

She's got someone.

I'm gone.

You know, Bert, that's what you said to me last time you hired.

Maybe you just want to leave it alone.

Excuse me a minute.

Hi, sweetheart.

How was your morning?

Swamps and gators, mostly.

Catch anything?

Busted a counterfeiter.

Says we went to high school together.

Go Wildcats. What's his name?

Lester Porter.

Mean anything to you?

Can't say as it does.

I forgot to remember him, too. Well, maybe just remember to forget him. You

know, there was a kid about your age who used to cut the lawn.

I thought you did the lawn.

Funny haircut?

Not ringing any bells.

Well, in the meantime, it's nice to see a kid from the neighborhood make a name

for himself.

Besides you, of course.

Glad I could make you proud.

Well, you're a pretty slick kid.

See you, sweetheart.

All right, Bert.

You on your way?

I'm coming up now.

Anybody? Yeah.

Here we go.

Afternoon, Lester.

Enjoy your swim? Very refreshing.

I need a name.

Yeah, I'm not crazy about Garrison either.

How about Heaven?

You know the name I'm talking about.

I'm not a rat.

Okay, let's say that I am.

But I do this. I roll on this so -and -so.

I put my life on the line.

I want something in return.

Sure. We'll give you a new name and a lawnmower. Put you someplace nice and

quiet. You ever been to Boise?

Boise sounds good.

Oh, yeah.

One other thing.

Hey, stupid.

Is that for me?

The old man wanted me to bring it to you. Said you wouldn't be happy.

I'm not happy.

Didn't you read the sign?

Take that with treasury. My hands are tied.

Why me?

He asked for you personally.

Who, Garrison?

Lester Porter.

Struck up a deal with treasury.

Says he's an old friend of yours and he trusts you. Are you kidding?

I look like I'm kidding?

Until Porter spills what he knows, he gets what he wants, and that's you.

So you start sharing shifts with the potter.

Starts in the morning.

Oh, by the way, nice work out there today.

I'm going to need a major credit card to secure the room.

Oh, the deal you made, Lester. I always wanted to stay at this place. I worked

here, summer of 91, as a doorman.

Any attorney room clean and blocked off? I worked with Tony Kovacs. Remember

him? Good -looking fella. Used to date Tina Barrows. Who's Tina Barrows?

Cheerleader. Knocked her up. Senior year. You gotta remember that.

You're making this up, right? That's what Tony said when Tina told him. Look,

Lester, I don't know what angle you're working, but let's get something

straight. You're a felon, and I'm here to protect you. That's it. Understood?

Good, so let's skip the walk down memory lane.

See you tomorrow.

Tomorrow? I thought you were my bodyguard. Not till morning.

I'd feel a lot safer if you were here.

If it's an emergency, call me.

So we bring this guy to the local police station.

It's a time warp right out of Mayberry.

There's no interrogation room. There's no polygraph. There's just a copy

machine.

So what I do is... And you put a metal colander on the guy's head.

You connect it to the copier with a couple dead wires.

You type the words he's lying on a piece of paper and throw it on the copier,

and every time you think he's lying, you signal your partner, who presses the

copy button, and finally the guy just confesses.

Does it ever work?

I mean, you tell that story, and she or she has just fallen out of her party

dress and into your arms.

I thought we were here to wrap up a case.

Okay.

A case.

What makes you think Lester Porter isn't just shining you on?

Give me a reason.

A week at an upscale hotel.

Room service, fancy towels, better than jail.

He says he remembers you, is that true?

Mm, high school and all.

Yeah.

Well, I can see how a guy that you barely knew would remember you for a

very long time.

Thanks for dinner.

Read an order.

Thanks for the drinks, then.

Come on, Karen.

Evening, Dad.

Fancy running into you here.

What's good?

When people have boundaries.

You working?

I am dealing with a lecherous spouse.

You? Same.

Sit down.

Mordecai?

Separate table.

His idea.

How's it going with that friend of yours from high school?

There's a lot I don't remember.

Lester, a cheerleader named Tina Barrow.

Cheerleaders? I didn't know they had names.

And, you know, we had our hands full back then.

Yeah, that I remember.

Karen, can I say something?

Can you wait till I leave?

Garrison kick, Treasury Department.

Marshal Sisko, Karen's dad.

Look, I just wanted to... Love you, Daddy.

How about them cubs?

Junior, been expecting you.

Friends call me Bobby Gorgeous.

So, uh, how'd you stay at the Paradise Motel?

Right.

A mutual associate gave me a call, told me about the item in question.

When I heard what you was looking for, I thought, well...

That can't be right.

Then Carter says, you ran with one of these in Vietnam.

I said, an M14 in Nam.

They were using M16 -1As.

Then Carter says, 1963.

I said, 63?

Well, that's a little early for Nam.

Then he says,

Not for this guy.

Yeah.

You awake?

Lester?

Remember when you hit that, what's his name, in the cafeteria? That football

player? How did you get my number?

What was his name?

Big guy. Cappy.

Kill Hector.

You broke his nose in front of 70 people.

It doesn't surprise me, you not remembering him.

You always did live in your own little world.

Back then we used to say, there goes Karen Sisko.

But she wouldn't know.

The name you're looking for is Salvatore Gigliani, a .k .a. Sally Giggles.

He's a Jimmy Grant.

Jimmy Grant?

An immigrant.

Off the boat Sicilian. Owns a little shoe store in Miami.

Hey, you can bring that right over here.

Yeah, store's just up front.

Go get the dictionary.

Why? Because I don't think you understand what constitutes an

wouldn't know it to look at him.

He's the guy. What did I miss?

He's flipping on Gigliani.

Who? Big time operator out of Sicily.

Really? The amount put, about two million a week. Here's a suit.

It's supposed to win Lester's attorney.

He's a billion too? We do drops every Tuesday.

Average between half a mil and a mil a week.

Karen?

Making any progress?

We're getting a story.

That's what you're getting, all right.

And there's the money laundering operation.

We use a couple of spots downtown.

Got a couple of dry cleaners.

Let me ask you a question.

If he's flipping on dangerous guys, how come he's not scared?

Clean money comes in,

money money walks out.

Is that your little girl?

Cup of coffee.

Black.

Piece of pie.

What kind of pie?

Whatever kind you got.

Got apple.

Of course, it's more of a strudel than a pie, but it's better than a peach

cobbler, which I'm pretty sure is a pie, but it's not a very good one.

Her name's Bonnie.

She's my daughter.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean nothing by it.

It's been way a while is all.

They make it up to you by your cup of coffee.

Time to get off.

Ten minutes ago.

Okay. Yeah, thanks.

Feds ran a check on this Gigliani guy.

He's a ghost.

No rest.

No moving violations.

Pays his taxes on time.

That's because he's good.

You remember Hyman Ross in The Godfather 2?

Little old man, looks real sweet, but he just doesn't kill you as a look at you.

You know what I think, Lester?

I think you're telling a story.

Making it up as you go.

Why? What'll it get you?

How would you call someone a good person in one word? It would depend on who I

was talking about.

Me.

Ignoble. You always were good in English, weren't you?

What are you doing?

I'm writing my obituary.

If we're going to fake my death, send me to Boise, we're going to need one.

Here's what I got so far.

Lester Porter, born July 7th, 1974, died... I'll fill that in later.

Anyway, Lester Porter was an ignoble soul who took the road less traveled.

After failing out of high school and unable to hold down a job for more than

minute, he turned to a life of crime.

And it was there that Lester found his identity. His great loves were the

Ramones, muscle cars, and glow.

You know what that is?

Glamorous ladies of wrestling.

They don't let you write your own obituary, Lester.

Okay.

So let's talk about you.

Let's not.

Did you ever marry?

Me either.

I'm engaged.

Supposed to be married in the fall.

You know, until Harmony.

That's her name.

No beautiful girl ever noticed me.

Present company included.

And then one day, she just sort of fell into my lap.

Like an angel from heaven.

It's unbelievable you were never married.

But then, you never knew how beautiful you were.

Bobby Caporelli.

What? That's the guy whose nose you broke in the cafeteria.

You got to remember, he had a black eye in the yearbook. You are confusing me

with someone else, Fletcher. I'm not.

I could never confuse you with someone else.

You know, back then, I knew you. My locker was two down from yours.

Am I really that forgettable?

You should probably get back to your obituary.

Godfather 2, that the one with the horse?

No, that was Godfather 1.

And 3, what happens there?

No idea.

So much for sequels.

Gigliani, you said?

Yep, that's his name.

FBI drew a blank on him, but Lester swears he's a genuine item.

They got him under surveillance?

Mm -hmm. All right, good, let him. You're just there to protect him, right?

Yeah. It's not your job.

Yes.

You want some of this?

What is it?

Hard to say.

Might be some kind of cat.

No, I'm good.

How is your high school reunion going?

Oh, don't ask.

Okay. I mean, this guy, he remembers it like it was yesterday.

I was there, wasn't I?

As far as I know, unless you're playing hooky down by the pool hall.

In case you're interested, in my closet, there's a box with a lot of old stuff

in it, including your high school yearbook.

How come you have it?

You gave it to me.

But after graduation, you sit here. I'll look at this some other time.

On the other hand, if you wait for the suits to figure this guy Gigliani out,

you might be watching Godfather 4 by then.

I figure I can always use some new shoes.

Time to go to the mattresses, Consigliere.

Bye, Dad.

See you, honey.

How's it going with Gigliani?

Nothing yet. We watched it all morning. No one comes. No one goes.

Phone? He doesn't call anyone. No one calls him.

You play Parcheesi?

I don't know if I got into that.

That's beautiful.

I'm a beautiful girl. I must have beautiful shoes.

I must see you in my store before this.

A friend of mine sent me a Lester Porter.

Lester Porter.

He owes me money.

Is that right?

$6 .95.

I fixed a pair of shoes for him. He says, all I got is $100.

Karen Siskel!

Harmony. This is the girl I was telling you about.

Hi.

What's she doing here? Hector said it was okay.

We're engaged.

Conjugal visit.

Harmony's a fitting model.

Perfect size for her.

You know, not for nothing, but the rise in those pants is all wrong for you.

She can't be here.

Hector said... Hector made a mistake.

Is this because of what I said about your pants?

Would you excuse... You

and I need to have a serious talk about your friend Sally Giggles.

Why? I went to see him, and he's not the guy.

What the hell is going on?

Remember the stink bomb in Principal Finnerty's desk?

Well, that was me.

Clean exit, missed the bone, missed the artery.

You're a lucky guy, medically speaking.

Yeah, I'll hold him here until the feds come.

What, no flowers?

Who's trying to kill you, Lester? I already told you. Don't do jolly

It's not him.

Feds know it, too.

They're on their way, Lester, and they're not happy.

I guess Idaho's out of the question.

You're going to jail.

Unless you come clean.

Come on, Lester, you don't want to spend the rest of your life looking over your

shoulder. Who are you protecting?

My client, is that enough?

Your client is in trouble. My client was shot in your custody. That right now is

my main concern.

It could be yours, too.

Cisco.

Thanks. Yeah, I'll hold the line.

Watch him.

What's up, Ann?

Karen, I got Garrison. Kick here. We got your shooter on film.

His name is Junior McCloud. Just released from Lakewood day before last.

And he's a busy boy. First he rubs an armored truck with a baseball bat, then

shoots at your guy.

Hey.

I gotta go to the bathroom.

I'll get you a bedpan.

Come on, not in front of my girl.

Okay, I'll walk you.

So now, why would you go after Lester?

Maybe he's the guy Lester stole the plates from. That's doubtful. Lester was

when Junior went in.

Besides, if Junior could print money, he wouldn't rob a bank. Well, who's he

working for, then?

You're the guy with the colander. Call me when you figure it out.

You didn't tell her that old turkey, did you?

Where's Lester?

Had to go to the bathroom. How long?

A couple of minutes. Try it.

Lester? Lester, open up.

Girl? Gone.

The lawyer? I just want to say I bear no responsibility for my client's actions.

I want this place on lockdown. No one in, no one out.

Hey, Dad.

How's the case?

Oh, big surprise.

I gave him the photos. He tore them up.

Called me a liar, paid me, and then took his wife on a trip to the Bahamas.

I heard Lester got shot.

You all right?

I'm fine, but Lester's disappeared.

That's reasonable.

If he were trying to kill me, I'd make myself scarce.

Any idea who pulled the trigger?

Shooter's name's McCloud, just out of Lakewood.

McCloud, you say?

Junior McCloud. We're working on the connection.

Sorry, I gotta take this.

Cisco.

Let's take a drive.

Acquaintance of Junior McCloud.

You settled with him for seven years, is that right?

What's in it for me?

A couple of questions won't take you but a minute.

At the risk of repeating myself... I played poker with your warden.

I could probably do something for you.

Reasonable.

Well, now that we've been properly introduced... McCloud.

What's to tell? He's out.

Waited 15 years for this.

This being what?

Well, not that he pulled me exactly when I talked to Leap.

But it's killing me, isn't it?

Do you have a plan?

Find some killer named Gorgeous, get him a weapon.

Did he ever say why he wanted to kill this guy, Porter?

Who?

What the hell are you doing? I never gave you up to the feds.

I drop your name, you think I don't know what happens?

Well, if it wasn't you, then who the hell was it? I sure as hell didn't shoot

myself. I gotta go.

Who was that?

Wrong number.

I'm scared to death.

Don't worry. I'll take care of everything. You trust me? Yeah. Good,

you trust me, we'll be in Mexico by tomorrow night.

But right now, I need you to be cool, okay?

Are you cool?

I'm cool.

Good.

I need to think.

What are we going to do for money? I got some stashed away. I'll take care of

it. Maybe I should get it?

I'll take care of it. Well, they're going to be looking for you, but, you

they won't be looking for me.

Okay. Where'd you hide it?

In your bedroom closet, underneath the shoe rack.

Come on, man. It's a done deal. You're talking to Bobby Corgi.

I'm going to have to hold it back.

Take a walk.

Bobby?

Marshall. Who's your friend?

I'll ask the questions.

I'm cool with that.

I'm looking for a guy, Junior McCloud.

I'm betting you sold him something.

I want a line on this guy. I'm only asking once.

All right, let's just go.

You and I need to talk now.

Meet me at the Paradise Motel.

All right.

Who here?

Desperate said he left about an hour ago.

Want to shed some light on this for me?

You bet.

I busted this guy 15 years ago. He was doing bank jobs.

He had a daughter. Now, I didn't know it at the time, but she was sick.

He goes in. She dies.

He's in a blaming mood, honey.

He's not trying to kill Lester.

I want you in a safe house until they find this guy.

It's not going to happen, Dad.

Any sign of Lester Porter?

Not yet. In the meantime, we'll watch this place just in case Junior comes

He's not coming back.

He left those pictures as a message.

To who?

To me.

I want her out of the way.

Sounds reasonable.

Do I have to say this?

Dad, look at me. I'm a U .S. Marshal.

This is what I do.

Now, you two can either help me with this thing or just stay out of my way.

handcuff you to a radiator.

I'll chew my hand off.

So he's been like this since high school anyway.

Look, Junior knows I'm going to come after Lester, right?

So that's where he can take a shot. Find Lester, Junior finds you. Exactly. And

then what? Become a target?

That's not going to happen.

You got an uncle who lives here?

Yeah. He's kind of eccentric.

Gulf War syndrome, that kind of thing.

in the closet under the shoes?

Not very creative, is he?

Must be three million bucks here.

Maybe to think you'd want to keep it all.

Would I do a thing like that?

That's not Lester.

So Bo Swinton, the real Sally Giggles.

That is nice work.

Thanks.

Where's Lester?

You clear about everything?

Crystal. All right. Go.

Who's there?

Harmony, is that you?

Sorry, Lester.

I'm afraid she's not coming.

Mr. Sisko.

I don't get it. It's all right.

I'm not here for you.

Junior!

I know you're here.

I don't...

I don't know what they told you. You want to get shot twice in one day? Get

of the light.

She's not here, Junior.

You got me.

Yeah, I do.

But I'm not here for you.

Think it's going to help?

To kill my girl because you lost Bonnie?

I want you to know how it feels.

Think it's going to take your pain away?

Bring her back?

Doesn't work that way, Junior.

What are you getting for lawn work these days, Lester?

She ratted me out? She ratted you out.

She wasn't coming back, was she?

She wasn't right for you, Lester.

I looked up ignoble.

Not what I had in mind.

That's a good word.

Third period Englishman, Fox.

You do remember me.

You had a 280CX, right? Trans Am.

Silver. Metallic blue.

And the Ramones playing real loud.

Yeah.

That was me, all right.

Listen, Lester, you're probably going to get a sawbuck and wind up serving seven

years. You get one phone call a week, so, uh,

you want someone to talk to, I'm around.

I might take you up on that.

That was nice of you.

Still don't know who the hell he is.

Will you remember me

as

your airplane flies over...

You can't bear to leave in your last long day.

Will you remember me?

Hiya, sweetheart.

Hey, Daddy.

Oh, am I glad that that plan of yours worked.

Oh, it was either that or you had to bend down and tie your shoe at a very

opportune moment.

Where do you pick up stuff like that?

I almost took her out for a spin today.

Got that close.

Why didn't you?

Wednesday.

Well, there's always tomorrow.

Or Wednesday or Thursday.

You have to Wednesday your birthday.

I'm with you.

Do you remember a guy named Bobby Caporelli?

Kid whose nose you broke in the cafeteria?