All language subtitles for Shadow.Of.Fear.2004.1080p.WEBRip.x265-RARBG

Gentlemen, the world leaves us full of wonder most nights.

Not the wide-eyed wonder
of our children.

It's wondering if our children
will follow in our footsteps.

It's wondering
if our friends and families

know how hard we push ourselves
to rise to the top.

Every Tuesday, we come here
and leave the world
outside those doors.

Tuesday is reserved
for the men sitting
at this table.

This is our night.

Let's hope the steaks are rare
and the scotch is old.

William Ashbury.

That was very generous
of you, Mr. Ashbury.
Thank you.

- Please, call me William.
- Heard you got outbid on
the DeWitt estate.

Tough turn of luck.

Wouldn't you say
that was a tough turn,
congressman?

I'd say a man makes
his own luck.

Tell you what...
Next time one of
these blowhards loses a deal,

you can buy the drinks.
How does that sound,
Harrison?

Thank you, William.

If you'll excuse me.

- Maybe I should
call you a cab.
- Thanks, I'm okay.

Heard you got outbid
on the DeWitt estate.

Tuesday is reserved for
the men sitting at this table.

- Tough turn of luck.
- A man makes his own luck.

Every Tuesday,
we come here

and leave the world
outside those doors.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah, I'm trying to find
my registration.

- What for?
- I thought you were,
you know...

We got a power line down.
Had to close a Lane.

Is that all?

No, that's not all.

You have a headlight out.

I... I... are you sure?

- I just had this
looked at last week.
- Come see for yourself.

That's okay,
I don't want
to hold up traffic.

I...

I confess,
I don't want to get wet.

I guess that gets me a ticket, right?

Just get it fixed
first thing.

- Next time
I write that ticket.
- Okay, great. Thank you.

- Take it easy
going through here.
- Okay, thanks, officer.

All right.

I had an awful day.

My students asked me questions
that I couldn't answer.

I went to the market.
It was so crowded.

And my ball dress I had
to send back to the dressmaker
for a third time.

And to top it off,
my husband doesn't
really seem to care.

I lost
the DeWitt estate.

I know.

I heard.

But what I didn't hear
is where you ran off to
until 1:00 in the morning.

I killed a man
on the way home.

Come on.

Honey...

There will be
other deals, okay?

I'm your wife.
Run to me.

No, no, stop,
stop, stop, stop...

Stop, stop, stop.

You'll be fine.

Okay?

We'll be fine.

Honey...

It's all over the news.

God, it's awful.

- It was an accident.
- Really?

How do you accidentally
Rob a bank?

- What?
- You're saying

you accidentally walk in,
shoot a guard and run off
with $200,000?

It was that sweet guard too.
The one with the lisp.

He had two little girls.

- He's dead.
- Where?

The Montgomery trust.

- You have to get
in the shower, okay?
- Yeah...

- You're late. Get up.
- Okay.

So pick me up at school
at 12:00, okay?

We'll go to the decorators.

Harrison? Noon?

- Yeah, okay, honey.
- ...The suspect was wearing
a stocking mask.

Witnesses were unable
to give us a description
of his face.

However, bank president
Lawrence Davis

believes the man
was a white male

in his mid-20s
with dark hair.

He was wearing a black leather
jacket and blue jeans.

- Davis told
news 3 the suspect...
- You'll be there at 11:45?

- Yep.
- That's a beautiful dress
you have on. I love it.

Okay, honey, listen.
This is crazy.

The suspect was seen climbing
into a 1993 Chevy Lumina

and speeding off
with an accomplice.

The vehicle was later
found near Grey's Lane

but the suspects
are still at large.

News 3 will keep you
up to date...

My mom was in the trust
an hour before it happened.

What?

My mother.
She was in the trust
an hour before it happened.

She always seems
to find herself in
the middle of some...

- Drama.
- Watch it. We're going there
for dinner tonight.

It's not funny, okay?
It could have been you,

it could have been me.

What time are you
picking me up?

I...

Couldn't tell you.

- Noon, honey.
- Right, school.
Noon.

- Got it.
- Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

You can't hide
the truth from me.

Either you stop taking these,
or you quit drinking.

Last night it was a pole.
Next time you could
kill somebody.

- You got me?
- Yeah.

Okay.

You go and close
the Rossmoor estate.

My dad's not going
to pay the mortgage
after this month.

It's two years.
That was the deal.

Dear old dad.

Give me a kiss.

- Bye, honey.
- Bye

- Morning, genie.
- You're in trouble, Harrison.

- Genie, what is all this?
- Trash.

What is it doing here?

Yesterday was
our financial plan
for the next fiscal year.

You said the DeWitt
estate was a done deal,

so I factored it in...

All $4.7 million.

Good.

I mean, go ahead and draw up a new one.

That would be
a one-word statement...

"Default."

Like I said,
we're in trouble.

Right.

Excuse me.

What were you doing...

In the middle of the road?

I'm so sorry.

Did you take that money?

Huh?

Where did you put it?

"Where did you put it?"
What am I talking about?

What am I doing?
What am I doing?

Wynn.

We wouldn't have been
able to afford anything
she showed us anyway.

And whose fault is that?

I'm sorry,
that wasn't fair.

I'm sorry.

I guess you're right.

Listen.
I love you.

I don't care
about the furniture.
I love you.

We'll just ask
my father to help us out
for a few more months.

No.

Then come up
with a better plan.

If you love me,
you won't ask him.

We're going to be late.

- I need to take a shower.
- Fine.

I'll go ahead.

You know
how my father is
about punctuality.

Sure, I do.

- Harrison. Hi!
- Allison.

How are you?
So is the semester
over already?

Oh, I've got to dig up a date
for the debutante ball.

It's either you
or William ashbury.

He's here.
Mom invited him
for dinner.

Oh, okay.
Well, I'm sure you won't have
any trouble getting a date.

It's a free limo ride...
Free dinner...

I'm giving everything
away for free that night.

Whew.

Excuse me, everyone.
I'm sorry I'm late.

- Nice of you to join us.
- Why haven't you started?

It's called "etiquette."

Sit down, Harrison.

Can't you pass
a law, honey?

Someone has to protect us
from the city.

I swear it's getting
closer every day.

Do you know I was in the trust moments before it happened?

I can't imagine the horror

if I had decided to deposit
five checks instead of four.

200 grand.
Broad daylight.

In April 1931, $75,000
were stolen at gunpoint
from the trust.

Shots were fired.

I believe the only casualty
was a bit of incontinence

on the part of an elderly
teller on duty.

Apparently eyewitnesses placed
the man with an accomplice.

I wonder if they're from the area.

Well, we haven't heard
from Chris

since his birthday,
the day he walked out
on his program

at the sunflower house.

I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to imply
that it was Chris.

Black hair...

Black leather jacket.

But I guess you'd have
to be sober to pull off...

Stop it!

Chris may be a lot of things,
but he is not... no Henderson...

Chris would not
resort to stealing.

I could say it was
Harrison here.

Show some ingenuity.

He'd be stealing from somebody
else for a change.

Enough!
All we need is a little bit
more moral support.

- We're fine.
- Am I missing something?!

I paid the down payment
on your house, I pay
the mortgage,

I introduced handsome
to all of my business contacts.

He can't float the financing
for a doghouse,

but "we're fine."

And you wonder
why Chris is a junkie.

I'll go.

Chris. Oh god,
it can't be.

Overbearing fathers-in-law.

They have a reputation
to live up to.

The congressman
is doing just fine.

He's a miserable,
bitter man

who deeply regrets

some of the decisions
and choices he's made
in his life.

He's unforgiving
of himself and others.

Instead of buying you
a drink last night,

he let you stew
all alone.

He doesn't think
I belong

- at the table
with the rest of you.
- Do you?

I will.

Yes, I believe you will.

And in the meantime,
you're a lucky man.

You have Wynn.

No, thank you.
I have to go.

Where are you going
at this time of night?

The office.

Good. That's good,
honest work. Go.

I'm sorry, Chris.

Honey, better hurry it up.
You're gonna be late.

- Honey?
- Yeah.

Do you have something
you want to talk to me about?

No.

Why?

Nothing.

- All right,
I've got to go to work.
- Okay.

I love you.

I love you too.

I want the number
of every investor,

even if they bought
girl scout cookies from
Wynn and Allison.

What exactly are we doing,
Harrison?

I'm going to make a bid
on that Rossmoor estate.

We are?

- Why?
- One word, genie...

"Redemption."

Ladies and gentlemen,
the body of a white male

of possibly 25 years old

was found at 2:00 P.M.
this afternoon.

Apparent cause of death
was blunt trauma.

The victim's body
was uncovered

in close proximity
to the location of the car

we believe used in
the Montgomery trust robbery.

However, at this juncture
it is premature to say

that this is connected
to the robbery.

We are treating them
as separate cases

until the evidence
tells us otherwise.

Right, $10 million!
Can you believe it?

No, go ahead, get excited!
I'm telling you,

I'm going to get this one.
I really am.

Yeah, well, I'll be home
in about 20 minutes.

I love you too.
Bye.

They reported the grisly
discovery

of a body
near Grey's Lane.

There may be a witness.
That according to chief Webb,

who finished a press conference
just minutes ago.

So what crime
did you commit?

I beg your pardon?

It's Thursday night.
You're strictly a Tuesday,
Saturday drinker.

You know
my drinking habits.

Did you forget to pick up
the dry cleaning, or the dog
at the vet?

I could kill the dog
and Bury it with
the dry cleaning

and be in better shape
than I'm in now.

The body was discovered
by a passerby

in this wooded ravine
just off the roadway.

The victim was wearing a black
leather jacket and jeans.

Can't be that bad.
Can't be as bad as losing
the DeWitt estate.

On Tuesday night
you had four glenlivets.

Tonight you've been nursing
that one drink for close
to an hour.

You have an amazing knack
for detail, Mr. Ashbury.

What is it you do?

I could never get myself
to settle on just one thing.

- I figured you
for an attorney.
- Why, you need one?

- A fella could always
use a good lawyer.
- Not always.

He only needs one
when he needs one.

Police chief Webb refuses
to speculate at this time,

but news 3 has learned there may
be circumstantial evidence

tying the murder
at Grey's Lane

to the robbery
at Montgomery trust.

Reporting for news 3,
this is Marcy Newell.

Well... okay.

- Wynn, about last night...
- Shh!

No, I'm sorry.

No, I don't think
you should go.

No, I think you should
wait for the DNA Report
to come back.

I don't understand
why you have to go down and...

You're putting yourself
through something you don't
need to, that's all.

Okay.

Fine. I'll come
with you, then.

Okay.

I love you too.

- They think it's Chris.
- What?

My mom filed
a missing person's report,

and she got a call
from the morgue this morning.

It's not Chris.
It can't be Chris.

Then who is it, Harrison?
Tell me.

- I don't know.
- Then don't say anything,
okay?

It was
a very understandable
misinterpretation.

Your husband has
a new secretary,
and I guess he's been...

Spending time with her
after office hours.

But he's not
having an affair.

He was beating her up?

Her boyfriend was.

Your husband found out and rented her a hotel room,

some place she could go to be safe.

He never slept with her?

Janey, if either of you
were going to have

the occasion to step
outside the relationship,

it certainly
wouldn't be John.

Harrison French.

Janey.

Is everything okay?

Wonderful.

Just wonderful.

Your wife doesn't
deserve this.

I know.

I love janey.

I don't know what I'd do
without her.

Social fabric
tears easily, John.

A bad marriage
is all it takes.

Your career...

Your friends...

These things can go away.

Yes?

Harrison, come in.

Sorry.
The door was open.

John here was
just headed out.

Tuesdays, no exceptions.

Please.

Whatever you did wrong,
right here, right now,

is the first step
in getting a handle on it.

You know, I'm afraid
I'm wasting your time,
Mr. Ashbury.

That's what you want,
isn't it?

To get a handle on things.

You want to be
back in control.

You want to turn
back the clock to
the way things were.

When you were sure...

Sure of all those things you took for granted.

Those things you swear you will
never take for granted again.

You probably just want
to tell someone.

Yeah. Yes.

- No, I don't...
I don't know if I can.
- Sure you can.

If I didn't love my wife
so much, I would just...

I would just run away
from all of this.

If I said I could help you,

understood your fears...

Whatever it was,
no matter how bad,

I could make it right,
would you believe me?

Yes.

Let's get out of here.

- You drive.
- Where are we going?

Wherever you want
to take me.

Shane!

Shane!

What are you doing,
silly?

What are you
doing there, huh?

What is this?

Keep going.

It was the night
I lost the DeWitt estate.

I didn't see him.
It was...

It was an accident.

Mrs. Henderson?
Hi, I'm detective Scofield.

- How do you do?
- I'm Wynn French.

My daughter.

- I couldn't face this
on my own.
- Oh, I understand completely.

The chief asked that
I personally take you down
to view the body,

which of course
I'm more than happy to do.

But, umm...

I don't know if it's
actually necessary.

The medical examiner will
have the DNA Test results
within the next 24 hours.

Then we'll know.

We wouldn't dream
of keeping you folks
and the congressman waiting.

I want to see the body
with my own eyes.

Are you sure
you want to do this?

Yeah.

All right then.
Follow me.

He... he...

He doesn't have a face.

Uh...

Did he have any kind of
distinguishing marks...

Scars, tattoos,
anything like that?

- He did, he had a tattoo.
- He what?

It was on his ankle.
My mother didn't
know about it.

It was...

Some sort of symbol...
Chinese or Japanese.

On his ankle?

I'm...

I'm so sorry.

Here's my card
if I can be of any assistance

in any way whatsoever.
Please don't hesitate to call.

And we'll do our best
to find out what happened.

- Did he do it?
- Hmm?

Chris.
Do you think
he robbed the trust?

Well, you know,
at this point,

the only thing
we know for sure

is that his body was
found near the getaway car.

But that's all we know.

- Thank you.
- All right.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Uh...

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

We have to go shopping.

Now?

I never got him
a birthday present.

Oh.

- Do you like this?
- Yeah.

This is less
than subtle, though.
Don't you think?

Hey, Harrison.

- It's just you here?
- Where's your wife?

You think I want
to be here?

I broke it off
with this girl weeks ago.

What about you?
What did you do?

Don't you try to tell me
you're just here out
of coincidence.

- What are you talking about?
- We work each other's setups.
That's how it works.

How what works?

You don't get it,
do you?

Janey's probably
right around here.

Hey, cover me.

- Who's that?
- Who?

That woman, with John.
She's all over him.

John?
That's his cousin.
She's in for the weekend.

They're shopping
a little bit, you know?

- I missed you.
- Let's just get
this over with.

Janey!

- Hi!
- Hi!

- That's a great shirt.
- It's a gift for John.

- You really like it?
- Of course he does.

Harrison couldn't lie
to save his life.

We are well on our way
to $15 million.

You'd be getting
one of the last seats
on the bus, really.

Excuse me.

- Hello?
- Harrison?

- Any progress?
- I've got some bad news.

The DNA came back positive.
I'm very sorry.

But you must understand,
Chris Henderson had a life
of squandered chances.

You have to focus
on the road ahead.

Wynn shouldn't have to lose both of the men she loves.

- On a brighter note,
I'm very impressed.
- Impressed?

The police are
completely convinced

that Chris robbed the trust,
was then killed by
his accomplice

who made off with the $200,000.
Well done.

That's wonderful news.
All right.

Thank you.

I sympathize with you, chief.

Crimes like these have
no place in our community.

People need
to feel safe again.

They need someone
to be held accountable
so they can move on.

What you need is evidence.

Evidence that shows
that his accomplice
is an outsider...

Someone who is
never coming back.

Hey, chief.
Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt.

We're through.

Something came in
from the crime scene.

I think you should
take a look.

- Hello?
- We've got work to do.

- But I thought I was tight.
- You'll spring a leak.

We have to give them
another trail.

Inside the bag I gave you
you'll find $200,000

in traceable
Montgomery trust bills.

Put the bag inside
the locker.

Then wipe
and get rid of the key.

He'd called the house
and I never called him back.

Don't think like that.

Don't.

Okay?

Get in the car.

It was a lovely service, sir.

- How did it happen?
- Excuse me?

What did you do?

I swear, I swear...

Shut up!
Shut your mouth!

I don't really
care what you did,
or who you did it to.

You did it.
It's done.

And you'll do it again,
and you can count on it.

Again, sir, I...

Doug, okay?

My name is Doug.

And you and I are going
to be spending a lot
of time together,

so...

We might as well be
on a first-name basis.

I appreciate that, Doug.

I never wanted you here.
I made that clear,
didn't I?

Okay, what...

I'm sorry,
I'm confused here.
What?

Why couldn't you
go someplace else?
Go to another town?

New people!
Not here!

You two could
have made it anywhere!

You really believe that?

I thought so.

Where are we going?

It's Tuesday night.

No exceptions.

I don't think your risk
is that high, John.

He's contributing more
than half that in
the first week.

I'm sorry, Doug.
You shouldn't be
out tonight,

- but I'm glad you made it.
- Yeah.

Harrison.

Here.

- How did it go?
- I did what you said.

Good. Good.

- We never discussed my fee.
- Your fee, of course...

- I don't have money.
- I don't want your money.

- What then?
- Just your time.

I want to give you
a seat at the table.

- Along with that
comes a commitment.
- What sort of commitment?

Harrison, like yourself,
each of these men

at some point have made
regretful mistakes.

And with a little help,
they're trying to make up
for them.

Like a community service?

Sort of.

I saw John Sawgrass
the other day at the mall.

Screwing his secretary?
He told me.

I'm trying to help
John and janey

through a tough spot
in their marriage

in much the same way
I'm trying to help you.

Yeah, but it seemed
like he didn't want
to be there.

Well, he's making progress.
I don't know.

You know I'm a bachelor.
You're the faithful husband.

Talk to him
if that's what he wants.

That's what we're about.

You're not on the outside
looking in.

That's what we're here for,

to keep each other on top.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

Good.

Come on, let's go
get a drink.

Well, Arcotti flaked,
and drew, he's just so...

He'd bore me to death.
You have to let Harrison do it.

Alli, you could have
gone with anybody.

What am I supposed
to do all night?

I'll just use him
to walk out on stage.

It cannot just be me and dad.
You know that.

- Please. You've done this.
- Okay, fine, but I get him
after the waltz.

Fine. You can even
come in my limo.

It's going to take us
to mom and dad's at 5:00.
I'm coming.

Very nice. You look beautiful.

No, that's great.
Whatever Darren wants.

I mean, I'll meet him
at McDonald's if he brings
his three million.

Yeah, 2:00.
I'll be there.
I gotta go. Bye.

- She says she can't
get a date.
- You're kidding.

Mmm... you, please?
I'll owe you one.

Allison,
you are a vision.

No, I'm flesh and blood.

You'll have proof
before the night's over.

Alli?

Excuse me, I've got
to take this call.

Sorry, honey,
it wasn't my hand.

- Hello?
- They're coming to get you.

Who?
Who's coming?

In two minutes, the police
will be knocking on your door

to take you in for questioning.
Some peacekeeper from downtown.

I thought you said
I was tight.

An ocean of adjectives,
and the word "tight" keeps
flopping ashore.

I said you'd leak,
and Harrison, you've
sprung quite a gusher.

What are you talking about?

They found... the body...
Which says...

- What? I'm losing you.
- Tell the cop you're waiting
for your lawyer.

Don't say a word.
His name is Scofield.

He transferred
from the city l... year.

I hear you're from the city.

- Yeah, you got
a problem with that?
- No, I grew up there.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

- 12th and Porter.
- Get outta here!

Second and queen.

- Is this going to take long?
- Well, that all depends...

On you.

So obviously,

you have the right to wait
for him to show up.

But I know you people
got your little
dance tonight,

and you're probably
pretty anxious to get
out of here.

- So, Harry...
- Harrison.

Harrison.

Was it Harrison
at 12th and Porter?

Listen, I have
a very important lunch
date to make today.

I have
a very simple question.

A satisfactory answer to that
and we're all done.

So...

You were waiting for me
at the end of your
driveway there.

That was...
Over an hour ago.

You still haven't asked me
what this is all about.

If your visit was
to be a surprise,

I suggest you learn
to keep better secrets.

I'm more interested
in your secrets, Harrison.

Your interest
will fade fast

as soon
as my attorney arrives.

Oh yeah?

Armed robbery?

First-degree murder?
Physical evidence?

Your behavior is starting to look highly suspicious.

An army of lawyers
couldn't dull you down, pal.

I suggest you start explaining yourself.

No house, no family.

Relatively strong.

- What do you think?
- Good. Good.

Well, get in.

You don't understand.

I can't miss this lunch.

That's the problem
with murder...

It tends to wreak havoc
on the social schedule.

It's business.
It's my business.

Just give him a call.
Tell them he'll have
to reschedule,

that you're being
questioned for murder!

I think he'll understand.

If I miss this lunch,

I will go bankrupt
and I will lose my house

and probably my wife.

Okay.

Now we're getting somewhere...

- Motive.
- Oh god.

- I love this.
- Yeah.

- You know, I've got
to get out of here.
- Listen, pal,

why don't you just cut
the crap, sit down

and tell me the truth?

I'm not saying another word
until my lawyer gets here.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Explain this.

Explain to me how a sticker
bearing your name,

which numerous witnesses
saw you wearing the day
of the murder,

ended up 10 feet
from the murder victim.

- I don't know.
- Explain that to me

and you can go
to your lunch date.

I was mad.

I lost a very
important account
that day,

and I threw it
out the window.

Oh.

Threw it out the window?

All right.
Here's a spare.

So you had it on and
you're driving along.

You see you got it,
you take it and...

Throw it out the window.

Or did you throw it
out the window...

Like that?

This sticker ended up
50 yards from the road.

Hey, pal...
Try again.

It was windy that night.

It could have blown there.
I don't know!

All right, I'm going
to tell you what I think.
I know you needed money.

I know you hated
that your father-in-law
was paying your mortgage.

I think you and your drug-addict brother-in-law decided to Rob the trust.

I think you wanted to prove to your wife that she wasn't slumming

by marrying a guy from downtown.

And I know that
something went wrong.

Maybe you had a fight,
maybe he wanted more money,

maybe he tried to Rob you.
I don't know.

But something went wrong.

Maybe you won the fight,
and maybe you were just
one "hello" sticker away

- from pulling it all off.
- No.

No. No.

No? All right.
Then what? What?

You tell me.

You've been hanging on
by a thread ever since
you got here.

Your pulse is racing, you're sweating.

Why don't you just tell me the truth?!

Everything points to you!

- Hello?
- How are you holding up?

Not good. Where are you?
I've been in here for hours.

- Just calm down.
- Calm down? You're
my lawyer, for chrissakes!

I'll get you out of there.
Just keep your finger
in the dike.

It's not that I don't love
sitting in this alley

in your big, beautiful car,
Davis,

but your new friend here
has a train to catch.

Right.

So...

Where were we?

Waiting for my lawyer.

You're putting a lot of trust
in a guy who's kept you
hanging here...

For hours, pal.

Okay.

Your choice.

There's 200 grand
in the bag in the locker.

- You take half.
Got it?
- Okay.

Do what you're told,
and you'll make a lot of money.

You break from the plan
or show your face
around here again,

- and you won't have
a cardboard box to live in.
- Okay. Okay.

Extra, extra.

This is the Montgomery
trust shooter?

Suspect was seen boarding
a train out of town.

- Run it.
Who took the picture?
Who's the witness?

Better hurry up, Palmer,
you don't want to be late
to the ball.

32 b5, wall street station.

I understand.

Yes, it's coming in now.

I'm being selfish?

You've got a lot of nerve.
Okay, your ball was perfect.

And now my date's
in the slammer.

Oh. Not that
that isn't sexy.

Alli?

Shut your legs.

See, as for me, I don't have
any social schedule until
this case is closed.

So I can sit
here all night.

Mr. French?
You're free to go.

What? Wait a...

- What are you talking about?
- Metro got the jump on us.

Recovered part of the money,
but our man hopped the train.

He could be anywhere by now.

What are you talking about?

What the hell's Metro
doing messing around
with our case?

Solving it, apparently.

Mr. French?

Darren Paul, please.

What do you mean,
a two-week retreat?
He just got back into town.

No, no, no, no,
it's fine.

Congressman.

Wynn is going
to bite your head off.

Well, I had trouble
at work today.

Whatever you want
to call it.

Maybe you should slow down
a little bit.

You know...

'83...

Was a really bad year.

You couldn't trade
an acre for a mule.

That market had no bottom.

- Remember?
- I was in third grade.

With a little...
Creative accounting,

I managed to evade
uncle Sam's annual knock.

Audits?

Piece of cake.

Thanks to William J.
Ashbury, Jr.

Wharton whiz kid.

He made it go away.

Excuse me, sir, you're drunk.
Maybe you should quit
while you're ahead.

That's what I did.

That's what I have to do...

Again...

And again.

I'm sorry,
what do you mean?

Why?

You cheat on uncle Sam?

You cook the books
until your ulcers bleed.

You cheat on your wife?

You screw that mistress
until that is the last face

you want to see on earth.

He's like...

He's like
a father who catches
his kid smoking.

Damn if he doesn't make him
smoke the whole pack.

What did you do
that you're going
to do again?

Do you see...

Why I didn't want you here?

I tried to run you off.

That just got your back up.

Come on, son.

Allison is waiting for us.

We have to pay for our sins.

All of us.

Chris paid for his.

Accidents happen.
They are not sins.

Let's go, losers!
We're up.

Things happen
whether you want them
to or not...

- Terrible, terrible things.
- Okay, you know what?
Stop it, both of you.

This is my night,
and through it all,

you're just going
to smile and nod.

See?

Smile, goddamn it.

Presenting Allison
warring Henderson,

escorted by her father,
congressman Douglas
Fairbanks Henderson

and Harrison French.

What the hell?

My friends have a room.

Allison.

Come on, let's do something
we'll both regret.

Do you love me?

How much have you
had to drink?

Not nearly enough to forget
what happened this morning.

Not nearly enough.

Where's mom?

She was here...

Until she decided
she found me unbearable.

That's real nice.

Gentlemen.

- Have a drink.
- No, thank you.

You're going to need one.

So you...

You've been to the train
station lately, Sawgrass?

We work each
other's setups.

It's not personal,
Harrison.

What's with him?

It's Palmer's night
for atonement.

It's payback.

- Isn't that your daughter?
- Come on,

what can he
do about her?

Enjoy the ball.

Isn't that your wife?

Yeah.

They're friends.

Right.

They're old...

Family friends.

Right.

My marriage is fine,
sawgrass.

Easy, French.

Wynn's a great woman.
It's her choice.

What am I saying?

It's not even a choice
in her mind.

Right.

Right. Exactly.

Enjoy the ball.

We should get
right back.

Yes.

Doesn't look good...
This sort of thing.

The look of the thing
only matters when the thing
is no good.

What I have for you
is worth the impropriety.

What's that?

Happiness.

Do you think
I'm unhappy?

If there was one thing
you could have,

you could say the word
and it would be yours,

what would you ask for?

Excuse me.

Alakazam.

I would have thought
you had something else
in mind.

I did.

You said you would help me.

And now you're going
after my wife?

You're supposed to say,
"no, Harrison, of course
I'm not going after your wife."

"No, Harrison,
of course I'm not
going after your wife."

The police received
these this morning.

Chris's partner in crime...
Or so they think.

These are the photos
they didn't get...

The real thief placing
the money in a locker.

- I didn't Rob the trust.
- The police won't
see it that way

- if you fail to honor
your commitment.
- I'll find a way.

I just want you
off my back.

It doesn't work that way.

You're the prize
of my collection,
the cream of the crop.

What the hell are you
talking about?

Embezzlers, thieves,
adulterers...

I've got them all,
but I never had a killer.

Not until you came along.
I've got a little present
for you.

Chris Henderson.

Give him to Wynn,
give him to you...

I couldn't decide.
Then you knocked,
just in the Nick of time.

He's alive?

Holed up downtown...

Using his allowance
to feed his baser instincts.

What the hell
have you done?

I gave your John Doe
a personality.

His rehab center runs
blood tests twice a week.

It's an easy place
to score DNA,

so I switched the samples
on your dead body.

I just left the tattoo.

Lucky for us, chief Webb
is an old friend of mine,

which grants me access
to anywhere I want.

Why would you do this to me?

To my wife?
Her family?

Come on, he's a prodigal son
with a nickel-a-day habit.

He's the kind of son
that brings shame
to a family, to a community.

The kind of son we'd
all be better off without.

- What are you saying?
- I'm saying you're going
to kill him.

You're out of your mind.
I'm clean.

Oh yes?

Chris Henderson walks into town,
they'll reopen the case,

- and you'll go to jail.
- I'll take my chances.

At 9:00 A.M. tomorrow morning,
he walks out of my house
a free man.

He's dead now...
It's your job to keep it
that way.

What the hell is going on?

I don't know.

I was angry, I guess.

How can you...

Convince yourself

that something's
impossible...

When everything around you
is telling you it's true?

Just tell me.

Tell me what to do.

I want you to look me
in the eye,

and tell me that
you didn't kill my brother
on Grey's Lane.

Tell me you didn't
kill Chris.

I didn't kill Chris.

I love you so much.

- What do you want?
- He just walked out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait a minute.

Are you telling me
chief Webb threw this thing
in Metro's lap?

Well, I'll tell you what,

I'm going to figure
this thing out,
that's what.

I'm going to solve this puppy.
And when I do,

I'm back downtown.

I've been out here
in purgatory long enough.

Why wouldn't
they reinstate?

Haven't I paid for my sins?

Listen, pal,

not a word about this to anyone,
all right?

And thanks.
I appreciate it.
I'll get back to you.

All right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I will, I will.

What the hell
is going on here?

Hey, hop in.

Chris, get in the car.

I'll give you 20 bucks.

Let's see it.

You better not be
trying to take me home.

Don't worry about it.
Get in the car.
Let's go.

Good afternoon.

I startled you.

You did.

I was just admiring
your property.

Did you know
this land was once owned
by the Campbell family?

Mr. Ashbury...

I had way too much
to drink last night.

I know my behavior was inappropriate.

I used to build forts up
behind those trees up there.

Mr. and Mrs. Campbell's
children were grown then.

They used to invite me in
for dinner...

- Delicious dinners.
- I think you should leave.

Your husband is a good man.

He works so hard because
he loves you so much.

You're very lucky.

I just thought I...

Should drop by
and tell you that.

- Why don't you come in?
I made iced tea.
- No, no, thank you anyway.

Not today.

I've caused some trouble here.
Thank you anyway.

You're very dramatic...

But kind.

Come over for dinner this weekend.

You can't stay
in that big house of yours
all alone.

Harrison and I insist.

Dinner sounds nice.

Yeah, Scofield.

I need to put a name
to this fax number.

Do you like your parents even?

Do you like to work?

I bet you can't
keep a job.

I bet you shoot up anything
you can get your hands on.

- What the hell
are you talking about?
- Chris...

You're not the only one
with problems.

I'm talking
about a solution,

for you and for me.

How much do you think
you're worth?

About 26 bucks.

27, if you tip the waitress.
What are you getting at?

I have a proposition
for you.

- He wanted you
to kill me?
- Yeah.

- Why didn't you?
- I just
want out, Chris.

It wouldn't be
the first time...

Two weeks ago,
a friend of mine
tried to kill me over money.

You look a lot like him.

- Who?
- Your friend...

The guy that I...

The guy that I killed.

God, your sister
identified his body
thinking it was you.

And your parents buried him.

Were there any hot chicks
at my funeral?

Lighten up.

You're no killer.

Not today.

I think we're running
on fumes here.

I wish.

I've got to go drop the kids
off at the pool.

Hi, honey.

I'm on my way home.

I'm not really
in the mood.

Did they say why?

All right, fine, fine.
I'll be there.

Surprise!

- What's all this?
- Genie called and told me.

- What?
- About the Rossmoor estate.

- You talked to Darren?
- William ashbury.

Mr. Ashbury
guaranteed the bid.

Whatever it takes,
the property is yours.

He's proud of you,
Harrison.

You must have had
a hell of a day.

- Cheers.
- Cheers!

- What are you doing
here at this hour?
- Harrison.

I didn't think you were here.
I'm faxing the Rossmoor bid.

I want it to be the first one
they take out of the tray.

- We're not making the bid.
- What?

But with Mr. Ashbury,
we're invincible.

The interest is murder.

Scofield.

Which is listed to?

William J. Ashbury?

Thank you.

Detective.

- I want you in my office now.
- No, no, no, chief.

Close the door.

Five minutes.

You have five minutes
to explain your connection
to William J. Ashbury to me.

- Mrs. French,
is your husband around?
- Detective...

Whatever it is you think
he's done, you're wrong.

It's not about
what I think he's done.

I think he may be
in trouble.

Come in.

The kid has balls.

The only ones
at this table.

- You want some more?
- Oh, thank you.

- It's your husband.
- What is it?

He wants me to meet him.

I'm coming with you.

Hello?

Coming to see me?

Not you, your wife.

It's about time
she saw a few pictures.

Good idea, sticking
a needle in the addict's arm.

You better look
in the bag first.

Chris left you a little
something in his will.

I already told you
money means nothing to me.

- Not the money.
- Keep digging.

- Where are you?
Close.
Real close.

- What the hell
are we doing here?
- Are you ready?

Pull yourself together,
get in the car and let's
get back to the club.

- Are you ready?
- Ready for what?

To pull that trigger!

The cash in your car...
Stolen from Montgomery trust.

The gun in your hand,
with your fingerprints
all over it,

was used to kill
the guard at the bank.

So it comes down
to me or you.

All the evidence points
to you, so can you do it?
Can you pull that trigger?

You question my resolve?

That was it?
That's your trump card?

That's what you were
betting your life on?

Because if you are,
you're going to lose.

Maybe not.

The prodigal son.
Well done.

Put it down, ashbury!

- Harrison!
- Stay in the car!

- Stay in the car!
- Chris?

- Put it down.
- You first, detective.

- Somebody might get hurt.
- The only one that's gonna
get hurt is you.

Are you going to hurt me?

He's not going
to save you, boys.
He's gun-shy.

That's what happens
when you shoot an innocent man

for pulling his wallet in a seven-eleven.

The father of three,
am I correct?

You don't have a family,
ashbury, and you're far
from innocent.

That depends on
how you look at it,
Harrison.

Can you make others see
what you see? I can.

The way I see it...

The cop's gotta go.

My mother called.
She wants us to come over
for dinner tonight.

Can you make it early?
I'm getting the group together
for drinks tonight.

I thought maybe we'd stay in
and watch a movie.

It's Tuesday night,
honey.

No exceptions.

What is it about
these Tuesday nights?

Each of these guys
at some point

have made
regretful mistakes.

With a little help,
they're trying to make up
for it.

Like
a community service?

Well, sort of.