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Tonight on Spencer for hire.

I appreciate a man with a flag for the mask.

She also murdered Willis and I'm gonna prove. Human concern is the business I'm in.

It would take more talent than you ever conceived of to pull that trigger. Ah!

anyone ever tell you that doing this in a hotel in

the middle of the afternoon is perfectly simple.

Perfectly simple. Oyster's rock and feller.

A champagne that would make a Rothschild weep. Where are your priorities woman?

I've got your priorities. I also know you're not diamond-jembready.

What is this Spencer? I hate the ad I'm not complaining.

Well, I nailed some diamond thieves and I got a big reward.

And I thought I should do my part for the American economy

and spend the few as fast as I could. Good. Something I could help you with.

Well, if you're in a hurry to get rid of all that money,

maybe you can take me on a shopping spree down Newberry Street afterwards.

That's very nice, but I didn't order that. Compliments of the lady.

One moment I will get you five glasses.

That's to be the price of fame, because he doesn't look like a relative.

Doesn't look like a detective group either. Maybe she's a bill collector with style.

find out.

Thank you for the champagne.

your sponsor I would like to hire you to help me find a missing person.

Please sit down.

Well, who is this missing person you'd like?

His name is Tyrone.

I don't know his last name or even if that is his real first name.

His last known address was in post office, but why? Have you written this stuff?

Are you deaf?

You read lips? Just a little.

Well, tell me this Tyrone, do you have a description of him? A full number?

Do you sign? Do you, sign?

Please, please. I'm...

You'll have to slow down.

She says she's worried about Tyrone.

He's afraid he may have...

Sorry, I don't know if the...

He may have disappeared.

Is Tyrone a relative?

Excuse me.

Can we start at the beginning?

Who are you and why is it important to check on Tyrone?

What's this?

Thank you.

There will be more as you need it. This is a thousand dollars to start. Time out.

You listen to me.

If you don't tell me everything you know about Tyrone,

it'll be impossible for me to find him.

I would be taking your money under false pretenses. Do you understand?

She does.

She says she'll accept whatever results you can come up with.

and she's told you everything she knows.

except that finding Tyrone, finding out that Tyrone is all right, is important.

It is vital

to her happiness.

Okay, I'll do my best.

You're welcome.

Oh, ah.

One last question.

If this was also, um, when he said secret.

Secret.

Why did you come

here? Why?

Didn't you write me a letter?

Wow.

She said she had to meet you so she could measure your character.

She had to be sure you were an honorable man.

Ha ha ha!

just another day at the office.

I'm dropping it right hand.

Do you like it?

Hey, Spencer. Yeah? It's a propitious thing you've sharpened in your skills.

What's that supposed to mean? Well, people get mad at you all the time.

Some of these people be mighty bad.

Anything in particular, just my son-in-law, the again. That too. That too?

But there are some folks who are in sense with you 10 million ways from next Sunday.

Ah, the diamond job. Give him one clue and he gets it right away.

You know you're gonna make the front cover of True Detective Magazine yet.

Hey, Spencer, look up everywhere. I'm outta here. All right.

You wouldn't have known who those guys are, would you?

Is that an offer of an important and subtle way?

What man whose life expectancy is as short as yours is? I do like being specific.

I haven't paid you for the blackmail job yet.

Well, in that case, let me give you a sales incentive free

introductory offer, a tip of the day as it were. Well, well, now.

Oh no.

See, they're not going to have any difficulty in spotting you

when they come looking, but the real question is,

are you still going to be as photogenic after they find you?

Diggin'!

Okay.

Ha, ha!

you think really defines status in Boston. A house on Beacon Hill.

Floor seats at the garden.

It's your own private key to Simoli's gym.

I don't want you to think I'm a fanatic or anything.

I'm probably not in there more than six times a week. It's professional, of course.

I do some of my most introspective thinking there.

I knew as Tyrone and how could I find it.

I said I'd let you know, huh?

Ok?

I agree with Thomas Jefferson that forced to choose

I would prefer newspapers without government to government without newspapers.

But two thugs trying to take my head off

made me feel different about my subscription to the Harold.

I want to talk to you. What do you know about that diamond heist

that you didn't print in your story? What do want from me, Spencer?

And why should I tell you anything? You guys two guys, Waltz and the My Gym,

pumping ledons instead of iron. Yeah, that's right. They try to kill me.

And I think it had something to do with the picture you printed in your Story.

Listen, I'm sorry if what I did. Sorry. You don't know what sorry is.

Sorry is what the human body looks like after taking a slug from a 38.

Look, Spencer. All I know is it's real big. Maybe international.

At least spell my name right.

And what are you doing here?

You work here.

As a secretary?

You work for Uncle Frank.

My real name is John Cougill.

I am Uncle Frank.

Your uncle Frank?

But you can't be Uncle Frank as a man.

Howl.

How did you get my name?

Cherry Expo Zito, the crime reporter.

Why is who you

are?

A secret. Yes, I remember.

if I can suppose to be a man.

writing to men about men's

problems.

then we'll write to a woman.

about men's.

Right.

Tyrone wrote to you.

Joan told me Tyrone had written about a disastrous romance.

He realized he'd made a mistake when his fiancee asked him

to compromise his own ethics in some way. He wanted to break off the engagement.

His fiancee threatened suicide. Joan was touched.

So Uncle Frank answered Tyrone's letter in the column.

Tyrone, had written a thank you note in response.

Uncle Frank wrote back, and a personal correspondence began.

Tyrone.

Ended.

engagement.

with your support.

going to need for that.

There's time for dinner. It's all right.

And it was the beginning.

a real relationship for us.

I didn't show.

How long ago was that?

every day.

I have.

tough question.

Maybe.

Tyrone.

changed his mind.

Maybe.

went back.

It's Crawford.

Perhaps.

You don't think so.

All I need is.

of you survive.

The prize is the enemy of the private column.

Not because it means you caught off guard or unprepared, but sometimes it means

you've made the wrong assumptions, and that can be fatal.

I'd walked into a newspaper office and discovered my client was writing the advice

to the love-loan column, and all my preconceptions about her vanished.

Tyrone had used the old post office box routine.

Not very original, but usually effective.

The post office is very careful about protecting box holders.

It's private information.

I considered my alternatives. Maybe a little nitro on the latch of Tyrone's box.

Perhaps a six-figure bribe for the civil servant at the window.

The first seam out of place in Gentile Cambridge

and the second was way beyond this week's budget.

What was left was strictly dishonorable. Thank you, sir. Have a good day.

to the postmaster, please, and I'd like to speak to him right now. What about?

Maybe I can do it. What about... What about filthy pictures? What about pornography?

You keep putting them in my PO box? That's what about?

Sir, I'm sure if they're being delivered... My wife picks up our mail.

Sometimes my kid comes along. I mean, it's a revolting. Take a look at this.

Hey, let me...

Now who do you have on 38B? Sir, I just can't reveal it.

What if I reveal these pictures? Take a look at this.

I mean, wringling brothers and barred them in barely

don't have guys who can do these stunts. I mean it's absolute...

Give me those. I'll take care of this myself.

Tyrone's real name turned out to be George Bishop,

and Willis' technology was his employer,

conveniently located along the Charles River,

land of some of the most advanced research going on in the country today.

Brad Munson, Vice President of Willis Technology. Well, hello.

I understand you're inquiring about George Bishop.

Well, yes, you see I'm as insurance policy representative.

And his policy is about to fall, too.

So I thought I'd drop by and ask to talk to him

about rolling it over to a more multi-purpose plan. George isn't doing so.

Now, we have this humdinger of a plan

that includes life insurance and a prepaid full medical program.

He left that kept two days ago. He quit. He's out on board. Oh, dear, me.

I mean, a free requisite of the plan is that you're gameplay employed.

Now, George must have left the forwarding address. I mean...

No, I'm afraid we don't know of one. He was having some personal problems,

and it was all rather sudden, I was afraid. Oh, yes. Yes, I see.

Well, what did he do for you here? Because if he files a claim against the company,

I don't need to know. George was in our applied technology.

Yes, he was working with lasers. Lasers, that sounds very dangerous. Actually not.

No. He wanted George's problems, was that he was all theory.

Quite frankly, we just needed somebody who

was a little more result-oriented with laser technology. Of course.

I mean, these policies do have limits you see.

I mean what are these lasers used for? Oh, sorry. That's classified information.

Oh, of course it is, yes. Well, listen, maybe his representative,

I mean his replacement, or you yourself,

would be interested in a full security policy that takes care of life insurance.

And if you'll excuse me. Sure. But if you should happen to find George,

you might give us a call.

He has a lot of friends here, and we're all concerned about that.

Well, human concern is the business I'm in.

Discover George's home address through superior

detective work and impressive detective

reason. I looked him up at the phone book.

I didn't know what I expected to find that as a department,

but it wasn't what I found on the sidewalk.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Okay, that's all.

Now Spencer, Doc Shattles, Clouds over the moon, deserted church.

I appreciate a man with a flat, full of demand.

Me, I just thought you might enjoy a health of walking the brisk evening air.

Already got my checkup, what you need. Want a peanut?

I cannot be hired for assaulted peanut. What is this?

For standing beneath a statue of a great American patriot,

a man known for his tremendous courage and integrity, and you wanted to go shit.

How do you even know I wouldn't hire you anyway?

I heard about the blood all over my borrowed street.

Dude huh?

news travels faster, the drone travels faster.

Besides, Marbrose frees up town.

Yup, he's done like that kind of trash behavior.

Gives a neighborhood a bad reputation. Only here in my theory.

I gotta listen to Velocity.

I will have one salted peanut.

Well.

I'm looking for this guy named George Bishop.

known to the readers of the Ask Uncle Frank column as Tyrone.

By coincidence, I happened to track down his address

by the same time my client gets a personal message

from this guy inviting her to his address.

Congratulations. Your work's all done. Well, unfortunately no, it's not.

You see, whether the guy shows up or not is hyper-federal.

Because the sore losers from that diamond heist, they show up.

Must've scared the guy off. I mean, if he wasn't fact going to show up,

kind of scared me to tell you the truth. All right.

I understand those miscreants on Marlboro Street were fine real bullets.

You know, it worked with a glamour of it all.

I probably think about another line of work.

So what I really need here is an accomplice.

trained.

Lightman has struck again.

I do however have one condition for employment. What's that?

If I do get these dudes from the Diamond Heights off your back,

so that you can search for this George Bishop relative comfort and security,

I do not want my picture in the paper.

You see, the secret to success in my field is anonymity. Yeah, I see.

That's why you wear all of them real subtle clothes, right?

You just be careful, Spencer. All the only

outfit you need worried about

is the one they bury you in.

Remember the midnight ride of Paul Revere.

One of my land, two of my sea, three of my limo.

Really violent mo.

Tell you what. He thought I was gonna forget, right? Uh huh. What?

Where you learned to say? Uh huh, that's

no secret.

When I was growing up, I had a cousin my age

who lived about three blocks away from me.

She was born deaf, but for some reason we could communicate.

we were inseparable.

We even had our own language before she ever learned how to sign.

After she learned she'd come home from school and teach me.

All the kids on our block thought we had a secret code.

I've never heard you mention it before.

That's because one day when we were eleven, we were out playing cats after school.

We're not exactly into playing with dolls.

and

I threw the ball to her and she missed it.

went out into the street and she went out to her.

It was a car coming, but she didn't see it.

Of course she couldn't hear it.

She was in a coma for three days before she died.

If I could take back one moment in my life,

it would be the moment I threw that ball. I could have happened to anyone.

That wasn't your fault.

That's one reason I became a counselor.

I went through so much guilt and depression over what I thought I'd done.

I decided when I grew up I just wanted to help kids deal with what life gives them.

Because sometimes God knows it isn't easy.

I think you can help John find George Bissow.

That's not gonna be easy either.

I'm gonna try.

I didn't have George Bishop, but I didn t know where he lived.

Necessity may or may not be the mother of invention.

But expediency is certainly the illegitimate father

of all detective work, which is not

to say that breaking and entering even in a good cause is a commendable activity.

It's wrong.

Most times, searching a room was just methodical work.

I keep hoping for secret panels, hidden compartments,

or messages scratched on a window pane. Until today, I'd been disappointed.

Today, however, was different.

Today, my trained detective's ear picked up a clue that Sam's spade

or at least the Hardy boys would have relished.

Someone was taking a shower in this empty apartment.

It was possible that George had just dropped by to clean up.

Life on the run makes it tough to look your best.

It was possibly someone else had broken in

and overcome with remorse had hoped to wash away the guilt as an out-damn spot.

It's okay, it's all right. I'll put the gun away.

Put it away!

Stop! Look, if you were really in trouble, you'd be dead already.

I'm a private investigator. I'm looking for George Bishop.

But you know that already, don't you?

Because I saw you at the think tank in Cambridge when I went to see Brad Munson.

Are you gonna scream?

You're not a gracious woman, you're not your Lord. You're being such a turn.

Walkin' in like that with no warning, and a pistol bigger than my daddy's shotgun.

What is your real name, sir?

Uh, my name is Spencer.

must be Miss February.

Oh, good gracious. Me here with nothing but a towel.

And no makeup, whatever must you think of me?

I'm Louise Johnson, all the howl, Mr. Shippe Johnson.

Well, now, if you'll excuse me.

I'm fascinated by the work you do.

Think of all the good you do. People who need real immediate help can get it.

Usually there are people who would never go to a doctor.

with an emotional problem, either because they're afraid of psychology,

or they can't afford it.

I know what you mean.

You are used to helping people solve their problems.

So I run like that you feel so helpless trying to solve your own problems.

You're not helpless. You hired Spencer.

At a Y Handel.

being in love with a man who does the workspenser does.

When I started seeing him.

I realized that his work was a part of him.

I made a conscious decision.

I couldn't complain.

because that's who we is.

However dangerous the work is or whatever jeopardy that may put him in.

Well, everyone in Houghton said I was an exceptionally loyal girl.

Even after I placed fifth runner up in this Mississippi contest. Fifth runner up.

What terrible thing did George do?

Taking that money from his employer, there was an haze. George and Basil Mike.

Even after our told him, Georgie, I am

prepared to start slow and enjoy our love until

you can give me last luxuries and treasures. How thoughtful of you.

Listen, your southern bell sensitivity wouldn't

be offended if I told you that I didn't

think that... that George couldn't embezzle a bus token.

Well, then I suggest you just tell that to his employers.

That's what I was doing there that day when you lied to Brad Munson.

I was begging, Mr. Willis, not to press charges against my Georgie.

Your Georgie, huh? Are you sure you were engaged?

I know, but you will date us all, sir. Who are you listening to?

Well, all I know is what I read the papers. Ask Uncle Frank.

Little little one, better, more on him. Well, if I wasn't bread or bread, I'd

have to tell you something about that busy body.

It's an amazing to understand our feelings. Have you ever met him?

Do I look like a sort of trash that would associate with such a low life?

No.

George showed me his fire letters.

Your engagement was never terminated for even a little while, wasn't it? Well...

I suppose the one teeny tiny instant jojima had hesitated.

But it must have been the same craziness that made him steal that money.

No one doubtably. Mr. Spencer? Yeah.

If you find Matt Georgie.

Would you please tell him that his lower leg is still true and fast?

Just for him.

What do you promise to tell a man?

true and fast.

possible that Laura Louise's talent in the

Miss Mississippi contest had been theoretical

physics and she was back here to apply for a job.

It was also possible she'd come to plead some

more for that pardon for George, after all.

She did look like a girl who memorized all the words to stand by your man.

Laura Louise is just coming here. Oh, she's in with Mr. Melissa. OK, I'll find her.

You can't go back there. Thank you.

He's shot him.

He shot him.

Who shot him? George!

Listen to this letter, George wrote Uncle Frank.

Give me a break where you spend her.

Uncle Frank, suddenly the woman I love is a stranger. Uncle Frank?

What do you do when the person you care for most

demands that you commit in a moral act? Nothing involved, peanut butter, Spencer.

I could be persuaded to put the cups on. You had custard on your tongue.

I'm telling you, Marty, she's the one who shot Willis, not poor old George.

I think we should discuss indietable evidence, which I don't have. I need an idea.

Hey, look, she passed. I've been trying to identify this guy.

This guy is shooting Willis. It's a classic expense.

They catch Bishop with his hand in the till.

He goes to Willis to talk him in the drop in the charges.

Nobody saw George walked in. I was in the room seconds after the shot was fired.

I looked out the window, didn't see anybody running away.

And you want to take her word for it.

She cried real tears when she signed her statement.

Why don't you nominate her for an Academy Award? The next please benefit.

Best performance by a fellow. Okay, you too. Come on, cut it out.

It so happens that we've bullied her.

We need more than we've got right now before we go to the DA, all right?

Yeah, look, Spencer, why don't you just jump on that?

You've got a lot of time now, especially since we're about to go out and do the job

you couldn't do and find the ever-illusive George Bishop.

You find George Bishop and I'll buy you the best mill you ever wore, Frank.

Because I think George Bishop is dead.

And I think Miss Dixie Gritz is the one who shot him.

And she also murdered Willis and I'm gonna prove it. But best mill I ever wore. Huh?

Where does he get off getting personal with me? Joe, get too close, Frank.

I don't want to wear that costume, but I have my meeting with a mayor.

My, my, my. You rich white folks, you are fascinating species.

Imagine swimming at this time of year. Great card you've asked, you l'll log.

Why don't you give it a try?

I can drain the pool and scrub it down after you finish.

That's mighty generous of you, Dupree. Mighty generous.

But I do prefer working out on a heavy bag.

brings one much nearer the ultimate gratification.

Well, speaking of gratification, what brings you here?

Have you decided to move up in class and ask me for a job? It is employment.

We need to discuss terminating it. Ooh, that has an ugly sound to it.

I hope I'm misunderstanding you. No.

You sent your boys after Spencer. Where's time

talking about Spencer?

He's a dead man. Spencer's a hard man to kill, especially now.

That doesn't sound like a hypothetical evaluation. There is but one reality.

That's very unfortunate.

Because I had to buy a very important buyer for those diamonds. He's not pleased.

And that's bad for my reputation.

and very embarrassed by this whole situation.

practices.

You see, that's the point. Simply what you want to do.

Only one thing is going to make my buyer feel better.

Make people forget I couldn't deliver.

And that's the liver expansion.

Well, now, Dupree, you better get ready to be real embarrassed.

Because that's one delivery you shall not make.

I still hadn't established a motive for George's death,

or the death of the man he worked for.

And I needed that if I was going to be able

to give my client anything to hold on to.

When I finally had to tell her, she'd never seen George again.

Did George ever talk to you about work?

lasers

He was very excited about them.

For medical uses, especially, eye surgery or brain. Medicine.

Anything else?

question of morality that it wrote to you about. That has to be it.

Thank you.

She must have been trying to get him to sell his research for profit.

Is it worth anything? Any money that is.

No. George was a

humanitarian.

Did you?

tell him.

your death.

Yes, I told him I wrote to him. I sent him a picture. And I told them everything.

I'm not saying that's why I went away.

You've had to be better.

stronger to get where you are.

You must realize.

We don't always go what we want.

especially what we want most.

All my life, all I ever wanted.

us.

was to be desperately, passionately in love with someone

who desperately, passionately loved me back.

I have all people should have learned to stop believing in miracles.

a long time ago.

All I feel now is stupid and foolish.

and alone.

So, it's just a little bit of a serious issue.

Tell us she's not alone.

So what, how are you doing here? Just wanted to ask you a question.

It's a feel like the betrayal for the onset.

Now, now, come on. No tears. The soil corrode your complexion.

Look what it does to the cars and the streets. All right, I lied to you.

George did break off our engagement. What were you doing in his apartment?

Sent a medal over his soul?

I was praying to come back to me.

Mr. Spencer.

When a girl grows up, looking the way I do.

Well, it's not a real incentive to be career conscious.

And then I am smart enough to know that I'm not all that bright. So you see.

I couldn't get married was the only thing I was ever planning to do.

I can see how it happened.

very convincing.

Thank you very much.

But George did. What was he? A white rabbit's eye, little round glasses.

You smiled at him and they fogged up, so he couldn't see who you really are.

George loved me. Well, maybe at first. And then he wrote Uncle Frank.

And what he wrote was, you're a moral.

What did you want him to do? Must have been pretty bad for him

to be able to resist your considerable charms.

I don't know what you want, but I don' have to take your insults.

$100,000.

Now I know you're insane.

You don't have anything that's worth that to me. I know you shot Willis.

I suppose you told the police that. Well, they didn't believe you did, they.

I believe George.

and I can deliver, George.

You said you didn't have him.

I lied.

6am.

You're all trained people.

You bring the cash offering, George.

I don't have any money. Six a.m. This is civil extortion. Yep.

Mr. Munson?

Do you agree?

On the phone you indicated that we have a common business problem to solve. We do.

His name is Spencer.

There's Bishop.

Your deal was that you'd bring him here.

My deal was with the Honey Sucker Rose.

I suppose I should be surprised to see you here a month soon,

but I guess I'm getting jaded my old age. Did she seduce you before or after George?

Just give us Bishop. That's what you guaranteed. My, my.

I had a feeling you weren't fifth runner up.

Our deal had an addendum. I take you to George after I count the money.

He didn't bring Bishop. I told you the whole of life.

I, Laura Louise, you're so spirited today. Or are you just a morning personality?

Put them in the box, car.

George never stole anything in his life, did he?

The charges of embezzling were all a lie, weren't they?

What were you trying to hide?

George was working on a big breakthrough with lasers.

turned out that what he discovered could be used to etch reproductions.

He didn't know it, but

he'd come up with a perfect way to make counterfeit plates.

And that's where Laura Louise came in, huh?

Brad hired you to corrupt George. Long again.

Brad didn't know what he had either, but he caught on real quick.

So I took a leave of absence from his life and moved in with George.

Well, let's find out. So you killed him? Finally, you got one right.

Too bad it's too late.

It's not that late.

Kill them now.

It's not pressing your luck. It seems like it's all bad.

Now, what was that you said about scrubbing the pool? Come on!

Yeah!