All language subtitles for The Listener - S01E11 [Beginning to See the Light]

So what happened to him?
- He passed out.

- Any idea why?
- No.

Sir?

Well, his eyes are open. He's conscious.

Why is there a turkey beside his head?

I didn't have any frozen peas.

You know, to use as a cold compress.
He bumped his head when he fell.

Right, okay.

Yes, that is a nasty bump.

You lying, cheating, cheap bastard!

Did you throw that turkey at
your husband's head, ma'am?

It's organic.

- Come on, Toby.
- No, Oz, I got plans.

I think after a myocardial
infarction, a slipped disc,

and a frozen turkey attack, you'd at
least let me take you out for a beer.

- I promised Liv dinner and a movie.
- What movie?

- The one you're not going to.
- Wrap it up, boys.

- You guys are heading
back out. Pardon me, sir?

Number 22 has a 10-7 in
Scarborough. Tow truck rear-ended.

- Heaton and Mohan.
- How are they?

Well, they're a lot happier
now that they know that

you two are pulling a double
till they're up and running.

Can't do it, sir.
- Yes, you can.

Sir, Toby and I have
previous engagements tonight.

Previous engagements? Not any more.

Sir, you can't just put us on a
double. We do have a union.

Protects us in these cases.
There's grievances we can file.

Yeah, I don't think Ryder
appreciated that union threat.

- No, he did not.
- It was a nice try, though.

Oh, thank you.

Well, we got a fall. Possible
head injury at Dundas and Cox.

- All right.
- Here we go.

Hey. How you doing, sir? Can you hear me?

Okay, hold on. Look at me. I'm a
paramedic. We're gonna take care of you.

Gonna kill her.

Is it alcohol?
- No, no. I can't smell any.

- He's barely got a pulse, man.
- Heart attack or stroke?

He's got massive head
trauma. We got to move him, Oz.

- You get the mask?
- Yeah.

Stay with me. Hey, can
you get the brace, Oz?

- Here we go.
- Stay with me.

- All right.
- Get in there.

One, two, three.

What was that?

Whoa, whoa. Hey, officer!

- Fell out of his pocket.
- It fell.

Toby!

- He's gone.
- What, you connected?

- Yeah.
- You heard it? Are you okay?

Just wait.

Dispatch, this is 960. Victim
is VSA, vital signs absent.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You look beat.
- Yeah, it's been a crazy night.

- How about some coffee?
- Sure.

So, what's going on in there?

Have you ever known anyone
that's crossed over and come back?

- You mean after flat-lining?
- Yeah.

Is there anything to that
whole white light thing?

There are some documented
cases, but the truth is

when your body shuts down,
you lose control over your eyes,

and your pupils dilate, and
that's what explains the bright light.

- Yeah, I saw that.
- You saw what exactly?

Well, we had a DOA tonight and I
saw his... His pupils were widening.

- You are exhausted.
- Yes.

Guess the date's definitely off tonight.

Sorry about the whole double shift.

How about tomorrow night? Dinner, movie?

- It's Tuesday.
- Pilates.

Hey. Multi-car pileup on the
Gardiner. They need all available units.

- Hi.
- I'll be right there.

- Friday night?
- Mmm-hmm.

- All right. All right.
- Okay.

Friday.

Thanks for the coffee.

Oh, man, I can't work
another double for a while.

I'm a zombie right now. I
mean, literally a zombie.

I could eat brains and it
wouldn't be so bad to me.

Brains sounds delicious right
now. And you're not listening.

No, Oz, I saw inside death tonight.

Toby, we've had people
die on us before, man.

- Don't worry about it.
- It was different, man. I saw the moment.

I saw that actual moment when he gave up.

- Gave up what?
- Life.

Crossed the threshold to wherever we go.

Man, don't talk about where we go now, man.

My aunt Nurkan, she
had a walking pneumonia.

She swore she saw Muhammad
and they had tea in Mecca.

And there was a camel
in a maitre d's uniform.

Gonna kill her.

Where are we going?

Toby, your mother loves you very
much, but we can't bring her back.

Hey, Toby, man, where'd you go?

It's nothing. I'm just beat.

Detective Marks is expecting me.
Usually I get to walk right in here, Becker.

Yeah, I kind of put some
yellow tape on that. Thanks.

Oh, thank you.

Why does Detective Marks
just let you walk right in here?

'Cause she likes the
information I give her.

So you got some information
on the Rosedale homicide?

That's what she's working on right now.

As if you had a clue.

- No, it's something else.
- Something else?

Great. I would love to hear about it.

Come on right in.

- Why do you care about Ron Wallace?
Well, I think he was after someone.

- Why do you think that?
- He had a gun.

- He said, "Gonna kill you," before he died.
- He said that to you?

Not to me, no, but he said it. Yeah.

You think Detective Marks would
be interested in this information?

Yeah, I thought she might.

She can't be sleeping with this guy.

Toby, I see you around here
more than I see half my detectives.

- So what is it?
- What? What is what?

- What is it with you and Marks?
- Well, I just...

I wanted to talk to her about
what we're talking about.

- Hey, there.
- What's going on?

Toby here just dropped by.

He's got some information
for you on Ron Wallace.

Who?

Yeah, you know, maybe I
should come back another time?

What the hell is going on?

Looks to me like this
was an accident, Marks.

Why are you wasting your time on it?

Toby, make an excuse and get out of here.

- You know, I got to get back to work...
- Hold on a second.

Since when does a paramedic do your legwork

- on a case you're not even on?
- Well...

All right. I'll tell him.

You probably guessed it.
You wanna know the truth?

- Yes.
- All right.

We're dating.

Oh, my God. Son of a bitch.

I'm sorry. Clearly not very professional.

I guess I'll see you later tonight.
I've got work I got to finish up.

Should I wait up or...

Don't make anything more out of
this than getting your ass out of here.

Okay, well, I got it, then.

- I'll leave you two lovebirds alone.
- All right.

Marks, I want an update
on the Rosedale case

- on my desk this afternoon.
- For sure.

Him and Charlie?

- What the hell was that?
- I don't know. He just cornered me.

- That's all I had.
- Who's Ron Wallace?

He's a guy who died the
other night. I think he's a hitman.

- Toby, you're driving me nuts.
- Was a hitman.

I found this picture on him.

The only thing on his mind was,
"Gonna kill you. Gonna kill you."

Surveillance photo and he had a gun.

- You think he was hired to kill her?
- Don't know.

A lot of ex-cons carry guns,
Toby. They feel safer that way.

- He was an ex-con?
- Yeah, 15 years for embezzlement.

- That's big. Is that his file?
- Yeah. Excuse me, please.

- Take a look?
- Yeah, go ahead.

Yeah.

- Okay, thanks.
- Good.

He wouldn't say where the money
was. So he never made parole.

Four million from a financial institute.

Squeaky clean since
he got out 11 months ago.

Except for the gun.

It's a little late to get
him on that now, isn't it?

So, you done here? I've got a
report due on a homicide I got to get to.

Yeah, should I wait up for
you? Are you gonna be late?

You really want me to hurt
you, don't you? Get out of here.

Snowmobiling. Like that's a sport.

Don't even get me started
on cross-country skiing.

Combines all the fun of walking with
the thrill of being physically handicapped.

- Are you listening to me?
- I'm sure it's a threat.

- What?
- What I told you, "I'm gonna kill you."

I think there's a woman
out there who's in trouble.

When did you tune me out?

- Moguls? Baran?
- Baran. My cousin, Baran.

I was telling you that he's
kind of an idiot, you know?

So he was snowmobiling. He
wipes out on this 300-foot glacier.

They pronounce him dead at the scene.

Then, 10 minutes later
on the way to the hospital,

he snaps awake and starts
singing the Turkish national anthem.

- Why?
- I don't know. He likes the national anthem.

It's a catchy song. That's not the point.

But he told my uncle
Apo that while he was out,

he could see that everything was white.

He was in snow, right? Snow. White.

Yeah, but he told my uncle Apo
that while he was in this whiteness,

he had this complete feeling of peace.

Well, this guy didn't have a feeling of
peace. He had a gun and he had this photo.

I think he wanted to kill this girl.

- Yeah, but he's dead now, right?
- What if she's a marked woman?

What if there's someone
else out there after her?

So, what, we're gonna track this
girl down and warn her ahead of time?

- Is that what you're thinking?
- Yeah, it is.

You know, it's a big city, Toby. I
don't know how we're gonna do it.

Well, I say we look at the picture,

we find the building she's standing
in front of and we start from there.

We're not gonna find this
building. Oh, I know this building.

- Hey, you don't know this building?
- No.

You see, this is why I do the
driving and you do the daydreaming.

See, this is why we're friends.

- Hey, hand it over.
- No, you're driving.

I got two hands. Come on.

- There you go. Right there.
- Where?

- Right here?
- Yeah.

Yeah, you're good. Look at that.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- She come out yet?
- Yeah, she came out earlier,

but I like standing out here
in the cold. What'd you get?

- Remote control helicopter.
- Another one?

- Yeah. They fly away, you know?
- Yeah.

There she is.

Hey. Excuse me, miss. How are you?

- Hi.
- Hey.

I'm not trying to hit on you.

That's good 'cause you
have mustard on your nose.

- Look, hey... Did I get it?
- What do you want?

- You don't know who I am. I get that.
- No, I don't.

But do you know who this guy is?

- Are you a cop?
- No, I'm not. Do you know him?

Yes. Yes, he's my father.

ID'ing your father. That's tough.

- So were you and your father close?
- No. No. When he went away,

my mother didn't want me to
have anything to do with him.

- Then she remarried.
- You ever see him again?

I wrote to him when I was
19. He didn't want me to visit.

- Didn't want me to be
sad. How'd that sit with you?

You know what? I was relieved.

From then on I just told
everyone my father was dead.

It's funny 'cause then just a week ago

he called and left a message
saying he wanted to see me

- and it was urgent.
- Did he say what it was about?

No. Why? Did he say
something before he died?

He was definitely trying
to communicate, yeah.

Is this about the money? Because
I don't know anything about it.

- I never said anything about money.
- What money are we talking about?

The four million that he stole. People
have been trying to find it for years.

Yeah, that's him.

Thank you for bringing me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Oz! Oz?

So what do you do?

I am an illustrator for graphic novels.

Wow, that's cool.

It's what I always wanted to do, so...

Here you go. Some water, some salt.
It's the best thing for you when you faint.

- Thank you. I'll just take the water.
- Okay. I'll help myself.

I'm sorry. I don't know
what happened to me.

Well, you lost your
father. It's understandable.

No, I lost my father when I
was 15. When he went to jail.

Must've been dealing
with some serious business.

My mom divorced him
when the jail door slammed.

Birthdays, Christmases,
graduation. He was never there.

So, yeah, I would say that I'm
working through some issues.

- You told me your father tried to call you.
- Mmm-hmm.

He was calling me constantly last
week. I finally agreed to meet with him.

It was supposed to be last night.

Did he say what he wanted?

Lindsay, your dad had a
gun on him when he died.

What? He had a gun on him
when he was coming to see me?

Can you think of any reason why...

Any reason why my
father would want to kill me?

- Look, we're not saying that.
- Yeah, good, because it's ridiculous.

I mean, he was a thief, not a murderer.

Well, maybe someone...

Easy, Toby, she's fragile.

You're saying someone did what?

Maybe there's someone still
out there who wants to kill you.

Someone still out there who wants me dead?

She's gonna faint again.

Let me get you some more water.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- Lindsay, I know a detective.

We can call her and we
can tell her everything.

She'll probably help you out.

- Oz! She fainted again.
- I told you.

I don't know why you
don't listen to me, Toby.

You got to know these things about women.

Will you stop nagging me,
man? I wanted to tell her.

Hey, you could see it in her
eyes. She was feeling light-headed.

I mean, women faint around me all the time.

Could you people please focus
on my grandson's nose, already?

- Absolutely, Mr Portenstein.
Completely overrated!

What's that?
- Grandchildren!

They're always running
around, getting into things.

- Be right there. Hey, how you doing?
- Good.

- Good. Hey, I found her.
- Who?

Dead guy's daughter. Lindsay Wallace.
He was gonna go see her that night.

- Okay, you know why?
- No.

- All right, I'll talk to her.
- Really?

Yeah, well, we got a call from a witness

who saw a guy being chased by
a vehicle over at Cox and Dundas.

- Unless that was you?
- No.

Okay, well, this could
be a possible homicide.

And I repeat, Toby, "Possible."

That mug shot that you stole
from my desk, I want that back.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Shall we? Yes.

I told you I didn't want you
playing with my coin collection.

- I wasn't playing. I was looking.
- Then why is it stuck up your nose?

This is seven-year-old Sullivan Van
Deusan, has a penny stuck up his...

Not "a penny."

A 1941 Lincoln steel US penny.

- Oz, foosball.
- Yeah, sure, right this way.

Come on. Penny for
your thoughts, right? Okay.

- How was Pilates?
- It was cancelled.

The instructor threw out his
back opening a bottle of wine.

- You should've called me.
- Friday, I'm cooking.

- I'll cook.
- Better idea.

- Was that the penny?
- I think so.

Good job, buddy. Here you go.
Put that underneath your pillow.

Hide it from Grandpa.

So, why don't you tell me how
your boyfriend, a paramedic,

- finds this girl before we do?
- 'Cause he likes to impress me.

Nice. Hi, Lindsay. I'm
Detective Sergeant Becker.

- This is Detective Marks.
- Hello.

- Hello.
- Thanks for coming in today.

I'll cut straight to the chase.

Can you think of any reason why
anyone would want to harm you?

No, I can't think of any reason.

Did your father say that
someone was threatening you?

He actually didn't say much of anything.

He did sound a little nervous
though, maybe even scared.

- Is this about the money?
- We don't know what it's about. Not yet.

But we do know that a man who was
convicted of stealing four million dollars

who hadn't spoken to his daughter in
years, suddenly wants to contact her.

Can you tell us why?

- What are you saying?
- Brian, slow down.

I'm just asking a simple question, Lindsay.

I don't know where the money
is if that's what you're thinking.

Okay. Thank you.

Okay.

- Are we finished here?
- Yeah, we're finished,

but if anything funny happens,
you can always reach us here.

I'm sorry. "Funny"?

Yeah, like finding four million
dollars in your sock drawer.

Thank you, detectives.

At least I know where I get it from.

He made it sound like I did
something, like I had the money.

It's okay. Becker suspects
everyone of something.

Well, it's just getting a
little too crazy, that's all.

The landlord wants my father's
stuff out by the end of the week.

I have to plan his funeral. I
don't even know if he has a will.

I mean, if my mother knows,
she's not gonna tell me.

Lindsay, it's okay.

If I can help you with anything,
you just let me know, all right?

- Thanks for doing this with me.
- Hey, not a problem.

Oh, my God.

This is all you had left.

What is all of this?

Oh, my God. This is me. This is my life.

This is everything. These are
from when I was in high school.

Beyond the Night. This is the
first graphic novel I ever illustrated.

That's great.

I always wondered what had become of him.

- Are your parents still alive?
- I never met my dad.

Not even sure if he knows I exist.
My mother, I lost her when I was five.

Yeah, I have memories here and there,

but, you know, it's pretty
much a closed book.

And this is his trial.
These are court transcripts,

newspaper clippings. I
mean, this is his appeal file.

- Well, they call that an innocence box.
- A what?

These guys, they go to jail and they
wanna become prison library lawyers.

- They wanna prove that they're not guilty.
- Even if they are?

I don't think they'd spend that
much time doing it if they were.

Maybe this is why he
wanted to meet with me.

- Maybe he had found proof.
- Maybe.

You recognise these names or addresses?

No. No, I don't recognise any of them,
but they're from all over the country.

How about "BPl"?

- Lindsay?
- What?

Did you hear that?

Toby?

- Did you see who did it?
- I saw a door.

How about you?

No, by the time I got
out there, they were gone.

You have any idea what
they might have been after?

There's nothing of value
in the apartment, so...

So, not an extra four million
dollars just lying around?

Hey, Charlie, come on.
I would've told you that.

You would, but would she?

We both would've.

All right, I'll go over to
his place. I'll check it out.

See if I come up with anything.

And if anything changes for you,
you can always reach me here.

Thank you.

Now get out of here before
Becker gets back from lunch.

Thanks, Charlie.

You know, sometimes I
wish I could read minds.

- Really? Why?
- I don't know.

I just get the feeling she thinks I
know more than what I'm saying.

- You're going to his funeral?
- Yeah, what's the big deal?

- I don't know. You don't know him.
- I know her.

You don't know her. You
don't know anything about her.

What's her favourite movie? Favourite food?
Pet peeves? Do you know her pet peeves?

You don't know her pet
peeves, forget about it.

Oz, she needs help. I can
help her. That's it. Relax.

You know what, Toby?
I just figured this out.

You got a hero complex. That's what.

- You know why?
- No, I don't know why.

- Can you tell me why?
- Toby, you have a gift

and you don't know
what you did to deserve it,

so you help people.

It's your way of paying
the world back for your gift.

It's simple psychology.

Then, make me a superhero.
I'll make you my sidekick.

No, I don't like that.
I keep working on it.

Ma, this is my friend, Toby Logan.

- Hey.
- Oh, the paramedic who found Ron.

- Yeah, that's right.
- Thank you for doing your best.

I appreciate you coming, Mom.

Days I dreamed of his funeral.

Oh.

Come on, Lindsay. Let's not
pretend we were the perfect family.

I do have some good memories.

- We went to his place.
- Really?

There was a box. It was full
of clippings and photos. I just...

What if he was innocent, Mom?

You're going through the
same thing I went through.

Which is?

Coming to terms with
who your father really was.

Well, maybe he wasn't such a monster, Mom.

Nor was he a saint.

My condolences. Your father was a good man.

Thank you.

- You don't recognise me, do you?
- Um...

Syd Pickersgill.

Yes, yes, I... Yes, of
course, I remember you.

- Yes.
- Lovely to see you.

- Hi.
- Toby.

- Hi, Toby.
- Nice to meet you.

Well, you and my father go way back.

High school. Oh, life is weird.

Your dad, no matter what,
nothing ever worked out for him.

He did nothing and they
nailed him for that theft.

- What? Nothing?
- You know the story?

No, my mother refused to talk about it.

She asked me to get him a job
at work. Metro York Financial.

After eight months, they
caught him on a security camera.

He was a programmer, he was working late,

and at exactly the same time, four
million disappeared electronically.

The way I see it, someone set him up.

Did you know he was
working on his own innocence?

He dug a few things up. I don't
know what, but he was close.

He had a gun on him when he died.

Courtesy of me.

Makes sense.

He was nervous that the people
who actually stole the money

- knew he was on their trail.
- People like Arthur Smith and Barry Cooper?

Never heard of them. What's that?

Well, it's a book we found
with this list of names.

- Hey, Syd, do you know what BPI means?
- Bank of the Polynesian Islands.

Maybe that's where the money is.

Hey.
- Okay, first of all, you and I are not a couple.

- Whoa, I know that. Relax.
- Okay. Well, then good.

- Where am I going?
- Out of here.

Becker's been all over me because of you.

Listen, I was just coming
here to let you know

that the money may have gone to
the Bank of the Polynesian Islands.

Okay, fine. We find the money,
we'll know who put it in there,

but we're still 15 years too late.

And I found a list of
names in his apartment.

- When did you find these?
- Before I got knocked out.

- Hey.
- Hello again.

- So, is this work or pleasure?
- Just work.

Just giving Detective Marks here new
information on the Ron Wallace case.

You really think you're impressing her?

- Why don't you just let her do her job?
- Brian, he's just trying to help me.

He's trying to play cop.

Not trying to do your job here, Brian.
Just helping out Miss Marks, here.

Toby, I appreciate it.

What do these guys do on a
date? Read old crime reports?

- He likes to impress me.
- Oh, I bet.

Listen, I got to get going. I
got to freshen up for tonight.

Will see you. All right?

See you later.

- See you, Becker.
- Bye.

Excuse me. Excuse me. I was wondering...

I'm sorry, if you want a full detail,

I'm not making any more appointments today,

but I could set you up for tomorrow.

No, no, my name is Lindsay Wallace.

- My father was Ron Wallace.
- Lindsay? Lindsay?

Oh, my goodness! Oh, my goodness!

Lindsay.

I should've recognised
you from your photos.

I've heard so much about you.

Oh, Lindsay, I'm sorry. I'm
sorry I wasn't at the funeral.

I couldn't get anybody
to swap shifts with me.

- It's okay.
- Your dad was such a great guy.

He was so sweet. I'm really sorry.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

I've got some of his stuff over here.

He was so proud of you.

He was always talking about the
beautiful illustrations that you did.

Really?

He knew everything about you.

- Well, thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Take care.
- Bye now.

This is good. So tonight.
- Tonight.

- Tonight, I'm gonna cook.
- I'm buying the fish.

All right, that's good. Tonight.

Hold on one sec, just
a sec. Hey, it's Toby.

Toby. BPI, Bender Private Investigations.

How'd you figure that out?

I found it on a card in
my dad's work clothes.

Look, meet me at 601 Queensway East.

Listen, I'm getting off work
now. I'll meet you right there.

- I'll explain later. It's good.
- If I see you tonight.

- You will. It's on.
- Mmm-hmm.

Yeah, sure. I knew Ron.
I did a little work for him.

Of course, I'm not at liberty to
discuss items of a confidential nature.

Right, well, Lindsay was Ron's daughter.

Easier to look at than the old man.

Well, what can I do for you, honey?

Well, I was just curious as to the
nature of the work that he hired you for.

Well, you know, he gave me a list of names.

- Wanted me to find out who they were.
- These the names?

Yeah, sure.

Said they had something
to do with him being innocent

- of the embezzlement charge.
- Do you know who they are?

Bunch of common names really.
Arthur Smith, Barry Cooper, Sandra Miller.

When they're common like
that, is it harder to track down?

That's right. And they're
15 years out of date.

Here.

I can get you the list that I found.

None of them knew anything
about Ron or Metro York Financial.

Could find. Couldn't find.

I'm sorry to hear about your
dad. He was a good man.

Thank you.

Did Ron ever mention
what these names meant?

What's this guy sniffing around for?

Said it would vindicate him. Said
the less I knew, the safer I'd be.

Safe from what?

Well, the only man that
can answer that question

isn't with us any more.

Oz, watch the road. Come on.
- I got it. Take a look at that.

See that? It's by Hieronymus Bosch.

Dutch painter. It's called
the Ascent of the Blessed.

Painted in 1490, two years before
Columbus came to the new country.

- You know he was Turkish, by the way.
- Who? Columbus?

Oh, yeah. Yeah. He named
the turkey after Turkey.

Look, see the bright light there,
near death experiences and all that?

Five hundred years old, my friend.

- You know, you got a point there.
- Ah! See, starting to see the lights.

- Yeah, but not the same light.
- What are you talking about?

Toby?

Gonna kill her.

Hey, Oz, watch out!

No problem. What the
hell are you talking about?

Maybe it wasn't a white light.

- What?
- What if it was headlights from a car?

Really?

- There were just headlights now.
- It's Lindsay.

Hey, Lindsay. Hey, Lindsay,
calm down. Calm down.

- Are you all right? What hospital?
- What?

All right, I'm on my way.

- Hospital?
- Yeah, Lindsay's in the hospital.

Go to St Luke's.

Hey, Charlie.

Somebody tried to break into
Lindsay Wallace's apartment.

- What?
- She's a little shaken up, but she's fine.

- I'm on my way to St Luke's.
- All right, I'll meet you there.

Another thing. You were right.

Someone tried to run over
Ron Wallace with a car.

- It's not a car. It's a pickup truck or an SUV.
- Wait. How do you know that?

Because Forensics found tyre
marks in the grass near where he died.

Was this a homicide?

That's what I'm gonna find out.

We'll see you there.

- Hey, Lindsay, what happened?
- Oh, um...

It was pretty scary actually.

I was out with friends and I got
home. I barely opened the door,

this guy runs past me, knocks
me over like he's a football player.

I hit the ground. He took off.

- You see this guy?
- No, it was too dark.

- He take anything from you?
- Not that I can tell. But...

You're fine.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Lindsay...

- Pretty banged up, but...
- Lindsay, I don't want to scare you.

I think what happened to
your father was intentional.

I think the photo he received was a
threat to him to stop digging around.

What? Why wouldn't he
just go to the police then?

Would you go to the police
after what happened to him?

- Oh, my God.
- Hey, sorry to interrupt.

So, I just got a call from Fraud.

I had asked them to look
into those names for me,

and it turns out that all those people
were victims in the '90s of identity theft.

I don't understand what
this has to do with my father.

He used to open up bank
accounts in these peoples' names.

You transfer $8,000 or
$9,000 into the account.

Later you go pick up the cash.

Wait, so... So, if my
father stole the money,

then what was he doing looking into
identity theft victims from way back when?

Exactly. That's the
question I've been asking.

And really the only answer
I can come up with is...

- He didn't take the money.
- He was just a pawn in someone's game.

He was trying to prove his innocence.

What I don't understand is you
figured this out pretty quickly.

The private investigator working
on this for months couldn't.

Toby, be careful in there, all right?

Did Ron ever mention that
someone was threatening him?

No. Like I said, made it sound
like he was swimming with sharks.

He never mentioned a
photo that he had received?

- No.
- See, this is where it gets weird for me.

You're a private investigator.
Why was he trying to protect you?

- That's Ron.
- You're a pretty good PI, huh?

That's funny how you couldn't figure
out that the names Ron gave you

- were all victims of identity theft.
- Identity theft? Really?

Mmm-hmm.

Yeah, a cop friend of mine,
she figured it out pretty quickly.

Cop?

- Well, they have the resources.
- See, this is what I have so far.

Ron was halfway there, so he hired you.

You figured out all the
rest. You found the money.

You found the accounts where
the money was transferred.

And, poor Ron, he's working at a
car wash, he can barely pay you.

And some guy out there,
he got away with millions.

And you found him, didn't you?

Like you said, I'm good.

- No.
- What I can't figure out is

where the money was transferred to.

Prague.

- Couldn't tell you.
- Is that when you switched sides?

You took a picture of Lindsay. You
sent it to Ron, trying to scare him.

But he didn't scare too easily, did he?

So you decided you were gonna run him down.

Just to scare him, but
he fell and he hit his head.

- Nice story. Except none of it happened.
- Is that your SUV out there?

It's pretty nice. You see,
that's my cop friend out there.

She's taking prints of your tyres

to match the tracks they
found where Ron died.

So, what'd they give you
to shut up? Half a million?

A measly hundred grand.

I hope they gave you more
than a measly hundred grand.

See, now would be a good time
to cooperate with the detective

and tell her who took the money.

Because whatever happened to
Ron, homicide or manslaughter,

it all depends on how she tells the judge.

You got him?

Something you wanna say to me?

We need to make a deal.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Thanks. Hey, Lindsay.

- Toby, hi.
- Hey.

Norine, Detective Charlie Marks.

- This is Lindsay's mother.
- Detective.

I'm gonna need for you to
come down to the station with me.

- I beg your pardon?
- I have a few questions for you.

- What's this all about?
- A missing four million dollars.

We've spoken to Morris Bender.

Morris Bender's an imbecile.

Mother, I don't...

I don't understand. I
mean, how could you do...

We had no money. And
you had no opportunities.

No.

No, you're not allowed to put this on me.

Okay, I did it for me, too.
Does that make you feel better?

No, no, it doesn't make me feel
better. You put my father in jail.

And freed us to have a decent life.

Well, it doesn't feel
that decent right now.

- You threatened my life.
- It was Morris Bender's idea.

Oh, great. Great. That
makes me feel so much better.

To throw Ron off course.

Honey, I would never
harm you, honey. Never.

No. No, you would never harm me.

What have you been
doing all of these years?

Protecting you. Giving you a life.

By taking my father away from me?

I think we've heard enough.

Come on. Let's go.

Lindsay, I'm sorry.

Let's go.

Hey.

My whole life I thought
my father was a crook.

Turns out it's my mother.

- God, I'm such a loser.
- No, you're not.

- What did I win out of all this?
- The truth.

- Sometimes it's hard to find.
- Is it?

I think so.

Thanks.

- You gonna book her?
- Yup.

You're not really dating
that paramedic, are you?

- Nope.
- I didn't think so.

- You know what I'm thinking?
- Mmm-hmm.

- I'll grab my coat.
- I'll meet you downstairs.

Who needs a telepath?

Coming. Who is it?

- Hello.
- Hi.

- It's you. Flowers, that's nice.
- Mmm-hmm.

Is that what I'm supposed
to bring on a date?

- Or chocolates.
- So?

- I just felt silly.
- You don't look silly.

- You don't look so bad yourself.
- Thank you. Thank you.

- Dinner is ready in half an hour.
- Great.

Nope, nope, nope. Do
you have your cell phone?

- Really?
- Mmm-hmm.

Off.

I am impressed. You're taking no chances.