All language subtitles for gua-simonsimon.1981.s02e13-1080p.eng

Here you go.

Enjoy your lunch.

[whistling]

Come on! Move it!

[shutter clicking]

Hey, guys? It was pretty good.

But you weren't smiling.

You want to try another one?

[shutter clicking]

Get the camera!

[shutter clicking]

Ahh. [whistles]

Come on, we gotta catch 'em.

Why? What for?
We got the pictures.

No we don't. They
got the camera.

What?

All right. Wait.

- Hi.
- Good morning.

There you go. Enjoy your lunch.

Thank you.

Go.

Come back here! What
do you think you're...

[tires screeching]

[honking]

All right, that's it! Hang on.

Oh!

A.J.? Easy now.

- Okay.
- Got him?
- Take care.

Come on, let's go. Sit down.

- [groaning]
- Sit down. Take it easy.

Take it easy. Do it slow. Slow.

- Come on.
- [groaning]

Take it easy.

And then they drove
off in a brand new car

that doesn't even belong to me.

I am genuinely sorry
for the inconvenience.

Inconvenience!

How do you do?

The two men who took
your car are private detectives

working for the restaurant.

You see, we've had a serious
problem with employee thefts.

Although I'm happy
to say it looks as if...

- There they are!
- They found the men behind it.

And about the
damage... [car squeaks]

Do you have any idea who I am?

Of course, Mr. Gershenson.

No. Not Mister. Senator.

A United States Senator.

Your lunch is on the house.

Senator?

In California, as a
guest of the Governor.

Sir... Senator, we are...

I want your names. Both of you.

Absolutely. Positively.

And listen, if there's anything
we can do to make it up to you...

We know exactly
how ya feel about this.

If there had been any other way.

Also, I know a guy. He's
got a great body shop.

He can take care
of that, no problem.

A.J. Simon? Richard Simon?

- Yes, sir.
- I'm A.J.
- Rick.

- Hi.
- That's who you are?

Yes, sir.

You are going
to be awfully sorry

that this ever happened.

I'll have my lunch now.

- Yes, of course.
- Senator, we really are sorry.

Oh, no. No, I mean
genuinely, truly sorry.

I'm going to see to
it that neither of you

ever works in this state again.

- Right this way, Senator.
- I think you're overreacting
just a little bit.

- Gershenson.
- What?

Gershenson!

- Ti...
- [sighs]

Oh, no, that couldn't
be the same guy.

Could it?

He'll calm down
after he's eaten.

Low blood sugar.

Good work. There'll be a bonus.

And thank you very much.

All right. Yes.

- Gershenson.
- [honking]

[knocking]

- Yes?
- Mr. Andrew Jackson Simon?

Yes.

I'm from the Department
of Licenses and Services.

We regulate private
investigators in this state.

Revoke your licenses. [laughs]

That's a hot one. [laughs]

Myron, this is serious.

Well, I guess it is.

You two are wanted fugitives
from the state of Florida.

Oh, come on, Myron.

You know we didn't
break any laws down there.

Well, no big ones anyway.

Now look, all you have to do

is go in there, tell
'em I worked for you

at Peerless Detectives
before I got my license,

tell 'em I did a good job.

Tell 'em... just, you know,
be a character witness.

- A good job?
- Yeah.

- You?
- Yeah.

- I trained you.
- I know.

And what'd you do to me?

You went into
business against me.

- Myron.
- Drove me into
early retirement.

- Myron.
- You broke
my daughter's heart.

Myron, please.

But don't worry, I
won't tell 'em the truth.

Thank you.

Hey, come on. What
are you worried about?

This is just Gershenson
trying to get even for the car.

All we gotta do is explain
what happened in Florida.

Gonna be glad to help
you out of this little mess.

Well, well, well, lookee here.

Haven't seen you
two boys in a long time.

On second thought, I
think we might be in trouble.

Senator Gershenson,

the State of California
would like to thank you

for calling these very serious
allegations to our attention.

And to thank you, Sheriff,

for making the long trip
from Florida to assist.

Well, now, that's my
pleasure, Mr. Minnow.

Now, then, the
State of California

requires a two-year
apprenticeship

before granting a private
investigator's license.

- Myron Fowler.
- Here.

Did Andrew Simon
serve that apprenticeship

under you as chief
investigator for the Miami office

- of Peerless Detectives?
- Yeah, right.

And did Richard Simon
also serve under you?

No.

Why was that, Mr. Fowler?

Because I wouldn't have him.

- [kick]
- Ow.

Listen, you gotta
understand Rick.

You see, back in those days,

he was just out of the service.

He was kind of wild, you know?

He lived on a Key,
south of Miami.

Pirate's Key.

A.J. had been working for
me about a year at that time

and he suggested I
give his brother a job.

[laughs] But I
could see right away

that Rick Simon was
just not the kind of guy

who's gonna cope with schedules.

You know, 9 to
5, things like that.

Morning, Myron.

[Myron] Yeah. A.J. was
a good kid back then.

He was always tryin'
hard to do his best.

Well, Rick was all right, too.

But in a different way.

You know, Rick had a
rep around south Florida.

Well, he got referrals as a
kind of a repossession agent.

[yelling] Anybody home?

Hey! Hello, out there!
Can you hear me?

What do you think, Marlowe?

Looks like a girl, doesn't it?

Hey! Are you Rick Simon?

Sounds like a girl, too.

Maybe this isn't gonna turn out

to be such a
lousy day after all.

I'm sorry I got here so late,

but I couldn't find
the right driveway.

Oh, no, no. That's all right.

Uh, was I expecting you?

Uh, no, no, no.

What I meant was Spud
told me that you got up early,

and I wanted to make
sure I got here in time

to catch you.

Spud.

Yeah, he told me to talk to you.

Maybe you could help
me with my problem.

You in some kind of trouble?

Yeah.

Spud said that you got
something back for him

that he'd lost,

and that you do freelance
repossession work.

- Mm-hmm.
- And he also said

that you were the
only guy he knew that...

Actually, crazy was
the word he used...

That you were the
only guy he knew

crazy enough to help me
with this kind of problem.

What'd you lose?

$100,000.

How'd you lose that much money?

It's my husband's
life insurance policy.

He died down in Blackwater Key.

And they told me it was suicide.

I'm sorry.

But Les didn't kill himself.

He wouldn't do that. I know him.

And then the insurance
company sent a guy down here

and he read the autopsy report

and he said that that
policy don't pay off

on suicide for
the first two years.

And the guy went
away real happy.

Saved his company
a hundred grand.

I tried to tell him that
Les wouldn't have

left me with nothing like that.

He wouldn't.

And all I wants is what's mine.

What Les would have
wanted me to have

if something ever
happened to him.

All right, now
maybe I can help you.

But here's the deal.

My fee is 30% of
whatever it is I recover.

I know.

You gotta pay me
with a cashier's check

made out to cash,

and you can't write
me off your income tax.

I know. Spud told
me everything. I know.

Well, then, step into my dinghy

- and let's talk.
- Thanks.

[phone ringing]

- [shutter clicking]
- Myron!

Checking out one
of the little cameras.

I'm going out on a
tail job this morning.

Since when you
going out of the office?

Myron, I have been
reading microfilm

for the past two months.

Besides which,

you gave me the assignment
yourself last week, remember?

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

[phone ringing]

You been studying
the manual at night?

- Of course I have.
- Of course you have.

You know what
you're supposed to do?

- Sure.
- Sure.

All right.

But remember, you
got a lot of talent.

But you're still an
apprentice investigator.

- Right.
- Go by the book.

- Okay.
- Follow the training.

- Okay.
- And don't blow it!

I'll try not to.

Uh, I'm gonna need some
money out of petty cash.

- How much?
- Better make it 50.

- 50?
- 50.

[sighs] Okay.

Sign for it.

- Of course.
- And I want receipts.

How do I get a
receipt for a bribe?

Good investigators don't bribe.

Hi.

Go on up, honey.

One little pocket full of money

that's burning a
hole in my pocket.

Johnny, Johnny, Johnny.

So tonight, John,
can you tell us

a little bit about
some of the prizes?

Pick a hand.

You crazy?

Hey, come on, what
do you got to lose?

Pick a hand.

Well, lucky you.

Room service!

- Get out of here!
- [shutter clicking]

But I have the
champagne you ordered.

We didn't order any champagne!

- You didn't?
- Get out of here?

- Get out of here!
- I'm sorry.

I'm leaving. Leaving right away.

Bye-bye. Have a nice stay.

Hey, wait a minute.

There's no room
service in this hotel.

[Woman] Oh, my God!

Now you give me that camera.

You got it. You got it.

No problem. Here you go.

No hard feelings, okay?

Nah.

It's all right. It's all right.

He, you know, he does this.

It's just... he's
harmless, all right?

Six weeks I've been
waiting to catch that bimbo

in bed with some guy.

Six weeks!

I gotta have pictures
to go to court!

I don't go to court,
I don't get paid!

Busted up faces don't
put food on the table

in this racket.

- [door opens]
- Hoskins, what did he do wrong?

Everything, obviously.

For starters, don't
bribe the desk clerk

so he can't identify you.

2, never go out the
same door you came in.

- 3...
- Shut up, Hoskins.

- 3...
- I told you not to blow it.

- 3...
- You shut up!

I spent 15 bucks
in the liquor store

and 20 on the desk clerk.

- Receipts?
- Not for the 20.

Then it's out of your salary.

- Myron!
- Look, you learn how
to do things right

and you'll never go wrong.

Now, I was just like
you when I started out.

But if you go by the book...

If you say that to
me one more time,

I'm gonna take that book

and I'm gonna
feed it to Hoskins!

There! There are your pictures.

Now go to court and get paid.

He's gonna be a good one.

So you see, it was all my
fault that A.J. got involved.

And that's because I was
always so hard on him.

And I was hard only
because I wanted him to get

started out right
as an investigator.

Do you follow me?

Thank you for
coming, Mr. Fowler.

- That'll be all.
- Right.

By the way,

you're gonna
find that this is just

a little misunderstanding here.

These guys are good
guys. They're all right.

I'll see you guys.

- Thanks, Myron.
- Thanks, Myron.

Now then, Andrew Simon,

let's move on to the charges of

receiving stolen property.

Oh, that's ridiculous

and Senator Gershenson
knows it is, too.

You, sir, were in possession
of a diamond pendant

which had been
stolen from my wife.

Look. Mr. Minnow, this is
all taken out of context here.

Then why don't you
put it in context for us?

All right, I will.

I had had a hard day at work.

My brother had suggested
I go fishing with him,

so I decided to
take him up on it.

I called his house,
there was no answer,

so I drove down to Pirate's Key.

[motor rumbling]

What are you doing in my house?

I changed my mind!

Let's go fishing!

I can't. I'm working.

My kid brother. We
used to work together.

What happened?

Oh, the right girl found
him, and he went straight.

A.J., this is Kitty.

- Kitty, A.J.
- Hi.

- How do you do?
- Fine.

- Oh. There you go.
- Thanks.

Did you bring Janet with you?

Oh, you looking
mighty guilty up there.

I bet she doesn't even
know where you are.

Will you go please sit
on something sharp?

[laughs]

Uh, is that your client?

Yes, sir.

Old Spud was so happy
with the job we did for him,

he sent me a referral.

- Sent you a referral?
- Yeah.

You nearly got
killed on that job.

If I hadn't been
there, you would have.

What's he sending
you a referral for?

Well, maybe you should
have played hooky with me

this morning, shouldn't ya? Huh?

What's the job?

Ah, it's insurance money.

Suicide that wasn't a suicide.

- Uh-huh.
- At least,
Kitty doesn't think so.

Uh-huh. What's our cut?

30 grand.

- Ohh.
- But it's my cut.

Hey! What's the number
of the highway patrol?

Look it up!

Well who do I ask for to
get an accident report?

Good question!

A.J., will you come up here

and call the highway
patrol for me and ask for

an accident report
for the 5th of June?

You can tell 'em it's
for Peerless Detectives.

Rick, I can't do that.
That wouldn't be ethical.

Besides, it's not my case.

A.J., get your butt up here!

'Course, I'd like to help.

Maybe if you told me
what the problem was.

All right, now
you're the problem.

Now, you see, he
doesn't understand

about professional ethics.

All real investigators...

All right, if you
want in, you're in.

You got two for
the price of one.

- never dream of...
- Would you shut up
and make the call?

Well, what call am I
supposed to make?

What was the accident?

Well, it happened on the
night before my husband died.

We were on the highway,

on our way back to
Blackwater Key from Miami.

Highway 1, right.

Yeah, and then...

I wish I remembered
more of the details.

It was late.

I was groggy.

I had fallen
asleep in the car...

[Man over radio]
15 miles south of...

The radio woke me up.

10-71 and a 10-69er.

The victim is pinned
inside the vehicle.

We're not gonna get him
out without a cuttin' torch.

It's a bad one.
It just happened.

I'm gonna stop for it.

[Kitty] It was a police radio.

Les had one in the car
and another one at home.

And he kept them
on all the time.

It was kind of his job, you see.

He worked for a lawyer

and whenever there
was an accident

where somebody was hurt,

Les would go out to it.

[police radio chatter]

He knew all the
highway patrol men

and they were real
friendly with him.

One of 'em even
came over to talk to me

about something that night.

I can't remember
what he said, though.

Just remember Les
leaning down inside that car

that was all
smashed up on a tree

talking to the man inside it.

See, he was supposed
to tell people how,

if they went to the
lawyer he worked for,

he could get more
insurance money.

Only this time, I could
tell from the way he looked,

the man had died right there
while Les was talking to him.

- [siren]
- He must have been trying

to help make him more
comfortable or something

'cause he wiped his
hands on his pants,

and then he wiped
them on the ground

like he got blood on them
and wanted to get it off.

He came back to the car.

He didn't say anything.

I guess he was upset.

The way the man looked and all.

I can still see him
lying there dead.

It was awful.

Wish I hadn't looked.

He didn't sleep
too good that night.

He was up and all
around the house.

And then the next morning,

he got up and he
went to Miami early.

He said that the man
that had died was Cuban

and he was talking in
Spanish about his wife.

So Les wanted to go down there

and see her and tell her

that she was on his
mind when he died.

I thought that was a
real nice thing to do.

So he went away and
he never came back.

How did he die?

Uh, they found him in the swamp,

in his car,

dead of an overdose of
alcohol and sleeping pills.

They said he drank almost
a whole bottle of whiskey

and took a whole
prescription of pills,

fell asleep and
his heart stopped.

And then I was packing
some of his stuff away,

one week later,
and I found this.

It was hidden.

Is it real?

I took it to the jeweler
in Blackwater Key.

He said it was an antique.

Gave me the name of
an appraiser in Miami.

It's worth $40,000.

I guess I could have sold
it and not told anybody

and just kept the money.

But that wouldn't be right.

And I know that's
not Les' diamond.

It's just not his.

And all I want is
what's coming to me.

What Les would
want me to have...

Hello? Yes, hi.

This is Simon,
Peerless Detectives.

And that was the first time
I ever saw the necklace.

Which had obviously been stolen.

Nothing is obvious, Senator,

until you know the whole story.

Which is exactly
what we set out to do.

Try and figure out where
the diamond came from.

So my brother and I
drove to north Miami

to try and talk to this woman.

The woman who's husband
had died in the accident.

- He's dead.
- Yes, ma'am, I know.

But if we could just ask you
a few questions about him.

What kind of questions?

Well, uh, what did he do
for a living, for instance?

Nothing.

[fly buzzing]

Um, he was killed in an
accident down in the Keys.

I'm sorry.

The next day, a man came
to see you... Lester Kramer.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

He was asking
questions, like you are.

Who Armando did business with,

who his friends were.

He said that Armando
talked about me

before he died.

He left me a card.

Someone to call in case
I needed some money.

Some lawyer.

Do you still have
that, by any chance?

Yeah, I do.

Here, I think.

Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

[sighs] I never called.

Armando's friends came over.

They told me not to.

They said they
would take care of me.

Of course, they never did.

They never even came by again.

They're real bad people...
Armando's friends. Thieves!

Do you... do you remember
any of their names?

José, Chuy, Hector, Fernando.

I don't know. I never
knew their last names

and I didn't care!

I didn't want them in my house.

Um, was Armando
ever in any kind of...

He was a thief, too.

What kind of a thief?

Oh, I don't know, Mister.
I never wanted to know.

He was, uh...[laughs]

I didn't even see
him for two weeks

before he died!

He was down in Blackwater Key

on a job, he said. He called me.

I told him I needed money.

He said we'll have plenty of it

in a couple of days.

You know what I got?

A note. And it said...

Este para ti, Rosalita.

But there was nothing
in it, just a note!

And what does that mean?

"This one's for you."

You wanna know the truth?

I'm glad he's dead.

David Stallings.

Attorney at Law.

"This one's for you."

Why would a man
write a note like that

to his wife?

Well, maybe he was
gonna give her something.

Like a diamond necklace.

Yeah. Which he got
down in Blackwater Key.

- and not at
any jewelry store either.
- [dog barking]

What do you bet there was a robbery
down there around the 5th of June?

Nah, I doubt it. If there'd been
a robbery that big down there...

Ah, there had to be a robbery.

- It'd be in the papers.
- [dog barking]

Come on. What do you
say? Let's put 5 bucks on it.

Hey, see the kid
on the motorcycle?

Does he look familiar to you?

What are you, paranoid?

You think the entire Cuban
population of north Miami

is after your hubcaps.

[A.J.] So I called
down to Blackwater Key

to see if a burglary
had taken place.

- And?
- And...

as the Senator and
the Sheriff well know,

there were no robberies reported

during the months
of May or June.

- None.
- Eh, now there was
a reason for that.

I think we took
every reasonable step

to determine if that
necklace was stolen.

Wouldn't you agree, Senator?

And if it had been reported,

we would have
returned it to your wife.

I think that's highly debatable.

Are you calling me a liar?

I have had just
about enough of this.

So have I, Mr. Simon, for now.

It seems that you've
answered the charges

of receiving stolen property.

But there are still
many other charges

against you and your brother.

In light of which...

let's recess for lunch.

One hour.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Am I late?
- No, not yet.
- Good.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Sure you're gonna
be able to handle this?

It's gonna dredge up
a lot of old memories.

Oh, A.J., they were
good memories.

Most of them.

Yeah, I can handle it.

Um, I was working as a
legal secretary in Miami

and A.J. and I were engaged.

And I guess you could
say I was a little bit jealous

of his relationship
with his brother.

[ship horn]

Okay.

Nothing at all?

All right. Thank you.

Well, I should
have taken your bet.

There were no robberies in
Blackwater Key last month.

There were no
robberies in the county.

Come on. Wait a minute.
What are you telling me?

That Armando got killed
before he did the job?

Mm-hmm. And then as a corpse,

he went out and bought
his wife a $40,000 diamond

- out of the household money.
- That's ridiculous.

I never said there
was a robbery.

- You were the one
who said there was a robbery.
- There had to be a robbery.

I mean, how else would Armando
get his hands on that diamond, huh?

And why wouldn't you
report a thing like that

to the police?

Geez. You gotta know

that whoever owned that diamond
is gonna want it back again.

And you gotta know that
whoever owned that diamond

is gonna recognize
it when they see it.

Oh, great. What are we gonna do?

Take it down there

and hang it off the
local bulletin board?

Nope. I think I got
us a better idea.

No. Absolutely not.

- Oh, she'll love it.
- No way! Forget it.

She will love it. You
just leave it to me.

Hiya, gorgeous.

[Myron on phone] Where are
you? Do you know what time it is?

- You're three hours late!
- There's been a change
of plans, Myron.

I'm taking a leave of
absence for a couple of weeks.

What the hell is a
leave of absence?

It means I'll come to
work when I get back,

if you still want me.

Now, wait a minute. Wait. Wait.

Look, I got a lot of
time invested in you.

Now I know you're
mad about the 20 bucks,

so I won't take it off
your paycheck after all.

Now come to work!

I'll call you in a
couple of days.

A.J., listen to reason.

I'm trying to teach you how
to be a good investigator.

Now I know some of it's boring.

All of it's boring, Myron.

I need some time off.

You don't get no time off!

I want you in this
office in 20 minutes!

No can do, Myron.

My brother's got my car.

Besides which, I'm
two hours out of Miami

and I'm headed south.

A.J.?

- A.J.!
- What?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

[Mr. Minnow] Ms.
Fowler, as an attorney,

I'm sure you're aware
that private investigators

occasionally bend
the law, shall we say.

Do you approve of that practice?

When I hire an
investigator, I want results.

I'm not concerned with
how they're achieved.

I see.

Thank you, Ms. Fowler.

If we have any other
further questions,

we'll be in contact with you.

You're dismissed.

Mr. Minnow,

I'm sure the victims
of a witch hunt like this

are entitled to legal
counsel, are they not?

Witch hunt, Ms. Fowler?

This board was informed they
had not retained an attorney.

They have now.

Then you're saying the
only reason you drove

to Blackwater Key
with the diamond

was to discover if
it had been stolen,

and from whom?

That's right.

The way you figure it,
the Cuban was a thief,

he had been in Blackwater Key

for two weeks before he died.

Obviously, there
had been a robbery,

and it hadn't been
reported to the police.

Why?

I drove down to Blackwater Key.

A.J. and Janet took the boat.

We figured that if we split up,

and nobody knew we were
working on the case together,

we could cover that
much more ground.

We also figured that if Janet
wore the necklace long enough,

somebody was
bound to recognize it.

What can I do for ya?

Well, I just need to tie
up for a couple days.

Well, you can
leave her right here.

Charlie, give us a hand here.

- Thank you.
- My pleasure.

Stay, Marlowe. Thanks.

[whistling]

Play the winner, ma'am?

Sure. You think
you can handle it?

You sure know how
to handle that stick.

That little lady
could be a shark.

Uh-huh.

- So?
- So, um, you two fellas,
you live around here?

Well, Janet got a lot
of attention that night

but, uh, then again,
she usually does,

so that wasn't conclusive.

The next day though,
everybody came around

the hotel for Sunday
brunch after church.

So we set it up for
everybody to get

a real good look at that
diamond around her neck.

♪♪ [soft piano]

- Start 'em up, Gus.
- Will do, Mr. Stacey.

All right.

Another Ramos Fizz, sir?

- Uh, please.
- Yes, sir.

Well, hello, there, Gus.

- Hi. Lovely day, huh?
- Yes, sir.

Oh, yeah. Think you
got a table for us?

- [laughter]
- Just about any one you
take a fancy to, sir.

Thank you. Hello, Ernie.

How are ya?

[chatter]

Hey, there, Sam.

- Still here, huh?
- Yep, still here.

Gimme a Scotch and soda
when you get the time, Gus.

Sure thing, Mr. Manners.

- Gus?
- Yes, sir?

Who is that fellow over there?

His Honor, Judge
Elliot Morris Taylor.

He's the man around here.

He owns this hotel.

Owns that big boat outside.

Just about all the dry
land in Blackwater Key.

- [whistles]
- Yeah.

Who are all those
people with him?

Oh, that's
Mr. Stallings, the lawyer.

Senator Gershenson's wife.

And that's Mrs.
Stallings with him.

And that's the judge's
wife, Mrs. Taylor,

just getting up from the table.

Go to the ladies' room.

I don't need to go
to the ladies' room.

Will you please do me a favor

and go to the
ladies' room anyway?

- [laughter]
- And just make sure
you go past that table...

- on the way?
- Yeah.

Thank you.

- Hi. Excuse me?
- Yes, sir.

Could you send over
two Bloody Marys for us?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

Hey, Gus! The judge wants to
know if you can make a mint julep.

- [laughter]
- You tell the judge

that if he can drink them,
I sure can make them.

The judge is a
real card, isn't he?

[whispering] You are not
going to believe what I just saw.

I would swear that that
was Emmy's diamond.

[whispering] She
recognized it, all right.

She could hardly
keep her eyes off it.

Listen, I don't think
this is such a good idea.

- Judge Taylor...
- Whoa!

Charlie! Stop that!
What are you doing?

I don't like the way
he's been bothering you.

He's not bothering me!

Let's take it easy. The
fight's all over, okay?

- Out of my way.
- Sto...

- Take it easy.
- Stop!

Nice work, stranger.
Just keep it up.

Now, you just hold
it right there, Charlie.

I wasn't doing nothing, Sheriff.

Then why are you in the pool?

Now, Charlie,

if you want to spend
another night in jail,

that's all right by me.

Or... you can just
get on up out of there

and walk away.

- Gus?
- Yes, sir.

You want to give this
man here a drink on me.

Will do, Sheriff.

You all right, son?

[groans] Uhh...

Yeah, I'm fine,
Sheriff. Thank you.

- [groaning]
- I'm just glad I was here
to help you out.

[chatter]

[Rick] So, that's when we
knew that the plan had worked.

See, we had flushed out
the owner of the necklace,

we just didn't know which
one of the ladies it was.

Which you could
have easily found out

by identifying yourself
to Judge Taylor

and explaining the situation.

Not the way I work, Senator.

I don't understand why
the man attacked you.

Well, neither
did I, at the time.

Um, see, he had
a crush on Kitty.

Maybe he was jealous.

I figured either that or
somebody in the judge's party

wanted to make a hasty exit

and put him up
to it as a diversion.

I see.

I think it's time we moved on
to the charges of grand theft.

Sheriff, you have the
outstanding warrants

for the arrest of Richard
and Andrew Simon?

[whispering]

I surely do, Mr. Minnow.

Very well.

Please tell the board
the circumstances

surrounding these warrants.

I'd be right happy to.

But I'm gonna have
to have a name.

It's... It's like a team name,
like Oilers or the Steelers.

- Ms. Fowler?
- Brewers. Brewster.

- That's it. That's it.
- You're sure?

Ms. Fowler, if you don't
mind, we'd like to proceed.

Mr. Minnow, I'm going to have to
leave the hearing for a few minutes.

But before I do,
I'd like to point out

that my clients have the right to
hear all the charges against them

and to request time to
respond to each in turn.

Ms. Fowler, this is
not a court of law.

If you don't approve of
the results of this hearing,

you're free to file for
an appeal afterwards.

Is that clear?

Yes, that's perfectly clear.

Be right back.

Don't worry.

Now, then, Sheriff,

as to the matter of
grand theft auto...

- Auto?
- For the love of...

That's ridiculous. Look...

You stole that woman's
car, and you know it.

You know perfectly
well I had permission

to borrow that car from
Kitty Kramer herself!

- Gentlemen!
- [Men shouting at once]

Gentlemen!

There is a perfectly
simple explanation

- for all of this.
- We borrowed that car.

Actually, A.J. borrowed it.

All right, look. What happened
was Janet had to get back to work.

So she drove my
car back to Miami.

Well, now I wish I
didn't have to go home.

I'm starting to get worried.

There's nothing to worry about.

Charlie simply has a
crush on Kitty, that's all.

That is not what I'm
worried about, A.J.

I'm worried about you
two being alone down here.

Yeah?

Okay, yeah, I liked
it better this time.

I could keep an
eye on you, at least.

Well, don't worry. It's
not a dangerous job.

A.J., do you lie to
me 'cause you like it

or 'cause you just
can't help yourself?

If I ever lied to you...
Which I never do...

It would simply be
because you're so beautiful

that just looking at ya
gets me all confused.

Right.

Hey, I want to talk to you.

Privately.

I just want you to
know something.

I'm not giving up on him.

What do you mean?

I mean, you're not taking
him away from me, Rick.

I'm gonna marry him.

I don't want him. What
do you think I am, anyhow?

Well, I think you're his
brother and his best friend,

and I also think that everyone's
gotta grow up sooner or later.

Except for you, maybe.

If you wanted to marry
me, I would grow up.

No, you wouldn't.

You think you're Peter Pan.

Hey!

You know, he wants
to marry you, too.

If anything happens
and he gets hurt,

I'll kill you.

You take care, lady.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye.

Hey!

Company.

[groans]

- Rick!
- Whu-ohh!

A little help here.

Hate to do this to you, Charlie.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

- No, you're not.
- Huh?

- He cut me!
- Hey! Let him go!

Let him go.