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There's a vicious horde of bloodthirsty assassins who relentlessly hunting me down.

Tonight on Spencer for hire.

Let me open the door! But that was heavy duty mob muscle.

It meant worry about the mob, is those Spencer's car? One of your special backloops.

Yes, I'm mad about the car. Do you have any idea how much $500,000 weighs?

Get dark!

Great federal agents.

are for fireplaces, hot chocolate and the morning paper.

Definitely not for going to meet

a disaster named Sammy Backland.

Sammy had called sounding scared and wanted to meet.

My blood ran cold remembering his last visit. at the Boston. I was shot at. Freeze!

Oh, no! Nice. Stop.

And had to save some innocent citizens from trigger-happy Sammy. Hold! Ah!

For this, I ended

up in the hospital. What a jerk.

My friends, Spencer, is like me, a tireless champion of peace and harmony.

A man willing to spill his own blood. Get outta here! He's overcome.

He ate me out of house and home. What do you know about justice? Spencer.

Take a look around your pal. A lot of people get in her because of you.

Doesn't that mean anything? And Hawk sure didn't care for him much.

He's stealing my car! Don't want to go to me! Get in my car.

I mean Hawk really didn't cared for him, much at all.

Did you see I'm busy killing somebody? And now he was back.

I only hoped I could come out of it with my body and my deductible unscathed.

You're eyeing a queen. The queen's your money card.

We're lucky late. All right, take your best shot. Go ahead. OK.

Let's try the middle. OK.

There's the queen.

You won't pay the attention. All right, who's next? Step right up. Come on.

Give it a shot. OK, let's go double enough. There you are.

I remember this year's OK, no problem.

Alright, pick the f**k up with that. Okay, watch him, watch. Okay, let's try.

You won't find the queen there.

And I bet she's not under there either.

That means you've got to be right here. Oh, congratulations. You're with. Thanks.

There you go. Good thing. Stay in place tomorrow morning. Hey Spencer.

Spencer, my good friend. I'm glad to see you. You said you were in mortal danger.

I am. So naturally you're out on the street. Cheating people at three-card Monti.

I'm also broke. No, no. No, I'm not lending you any money. Wait.

There's a vicious horde of blithers that assassins me. relentlessly hooking me down.

I don't doubt that for a second, but the only

horde you need to worry about right now is me. Look, give me a break.

What a call, Javit, I need you. Help me break that. Here. Nothing but tr-

And the ultimate goal!

Bye!

damn

Guys who will caught the eternal struggle between good.

The truth, I want you to tell me the truth. Oh, this guy's gonna get more upset.

Now, take it easy.

Just poor losers shouldn't be allowed anywhere near a gaming table.

But that doesn't matter. The most important thing right now is saving your butt.

Just go away. And wonder the cruel streets facing untold horrors?

knows what could happen to me out there.

You know, but if I were to stay at your place... Fine, fine, fine. Just go away!

to get some rest.

I'm not sure which pain in the butt was harder to take. The bullet or Sammy back on.

I didn't want Sammy staying in my place,

but I didn t want him on the streets either.

The would-be killers were still out there.

If Sammy was out there too, the good people of Boston

might get caught in the crossfire.

Besides, what trouble could Sammy get into in my apartment?

Actually, I just wanted to be internationally famous

backroads before I got on the plane to the site conference.

You know, one of your...

special backrobes.

Hmm.

Ugh.

Hmm.

Are you sure you don't want me there with you?

Well, OK, then I'll see you in a few days. As long as he isn't with you.

Yeah, I'd love you, too. Bye-bye.

Well, Lucky for you, Spencer corroborates your story. Well, of course he does.

We're blood brothers. We fought side by side in the commune

and festive jungles of NAM. He also says I should count the silver before I leave.

Spencer, he's always a kidder. I'm sorry I hit you. So hard.

You're just lucky I was caught by surprise. My hands are lethal weapons.

Next time, watch where you put him.

Thank you.

was pointed at my head. I stared into a single black eye.

Silence me, I said, but you can't silence the truth. Oh, yeah.

Who's there?

Hello?

Kill me.

Oh, hmm.

It's expensive. Deliver the box to the warehouse. And another 500 bucks is yours.

Ooh.

Hello?

Once you're next flight to Tahiti.

Thank you.

Hello? Hello?

Look!

What's shaking, man?

You look great. Have you lost a few pounds or something?

Oh, Spencer, my good buddy, how you feeling?

Any man is stupid. It's too dangerous to be left alone. Hey, I resent that.

What's the

problem here, Phyllis?

All you got to do is deliver the box tomorrow morning and you pocket a grant.

Sounds like easy money to me. Too easy. Huh? It's a dress.

It's the warehouse down on the waterfront. Bring any bells for you.

We're talking about a grant here. Are you guys afraid of making money or why?

Did anybody strike you rather strange?

That somebody would pay this much money for such a simple task?

Hey, it makes our country great. It's the free enterprise system.

I'll tell you what's been

said. I'll do you the favor. I'll deliver the box.

Talk about my commission later. Ben Sir.

How do you understand? You're worried about being killed by a dead fish.

It's a red herring.

Nobody's asking you to eat it.

Better get some shut eye, because you're coming with us in the morning.

What? He's

trouble.

Yeah, I'll just stay here.

Can't leave him here.

What are we gonna do with them?

Shoot him.

I'll get some shurai.

Walking into an obvious setup is not my favorite way to pass a morning.

But I figured better to face the guy now than let him try something else later.

Still, I didn't like being here. It brought back bad memories of a case gun back.

See? There's no big deal.

You're just knocking on the door. You drop off the herring and you splice.

Look, I don't see why I had to come along.

Somebody ask him to spend some of the dance and you holding in, Vatation.

There, you holding. Get my apologies to the host and tell him

I'll sit this dance out.

Alright, let's rock and roll.

they put.

I'm just gonna go for the red flag.

Let us go to the examine, and we'll be in the take the body.

I'll have a few minutes. Thanks.

Spencer after an exhaustive analysis of all the clues,

I think we can safely say you were right, you didn't come.

Well, that's very reassuring, right? You don't get so testy, Spencer,

after all your story was a little fishy.

Are you done? No, as a matter of fact, I'm not. We know something about the corpse.

He's an actor. He's doing a good job playing dead.

The name was Brandon Fawzi. Brandon Fawszi? Do you know that from his equity card?

The act was also a chauffeur. She wasn't terrific at it.

Sometimes the chauffants and sometimes the waiters. No, no.

He was a chauffeur at the Winsom House hold at the time of the kidnapping.

I was a rookie cop. Pick the make-the-drop right here in this warehouse.

And the kidnapper.

Right away through here with the money.

While 50 cops sat outside looking like idiots. Wait a minute. Wait a moment.

The winsome kidnapping was 10 years ago.

You're not saying this, had anything to do with that.

Well, maybe after another exhaustive analysis of the clues, you'll find out.

Meanwhile, I'm going to go look for an author. Backlin', huh?

Well, you better do it fast. That guy we ideally did at the shootout in the alley

wouldn't know Street Punk that was heavy duty mob muscle.

You meant to worry about the mob, he still spends his car.

Sammy certainly knew his life was in danger,

but I don't think he realized just how much.

He did know there weren't many places left in Boston for him to hide,

and that the weather in Tahiti was great this time of year.

The baggage from flight 537 can now be picked up at carousel number 3.

Thanks very much. Appreciate it.

Ready? Sammy Backland, you son of a gun.

Where the hell have you been for the past eight months?

Consiguating myself into the dark miserable soul of these babes.

You got the money for the tickets to the Haiti? Forget the tickets.

I called the first plane out of New York,

because you called last night and told me you'd finish your book.

So, sweetheart, let's see the manuscript. No, it's not safe here.

We'll discuss it on the beach. Come on. Forget the sun, Sammy.

Where is the manuscript?

I should have known it. $25,000 of events. I've put my job on the line for this.

And after eight months, this is what we get. Sammy Backlin rips the lid off the mob.

Great. Wonderful. The only thing ripped off was our 25 grand. I'm in mortal danger.

How old you could think about us? How old is your 25,000 bucks?

I mean, what's the few bucks

compared to the agony of knowing you, the mob's public enemy number one?

Knowing that the next breath I take, it may be my last.

What are you telling me that they're really after you, Sammy?

I'm telling you we'd better get on that plane,

because there isn't a hate and say for me anywhere in this country

that I love so much. When this airport is probably crawling, the cheap guns

is just looking to put a notch in their pistol's name, Sammy Backlin.

Sorry, I didn't realize.

I guess if you had, you wouldn't have been so quick to accuse me of being a thief.

Of course I wouldn't. Great.

So why don't you just whip out the gold car and let's get on a plane?

And I certainly wouldn't have had you pageed. You want?

Sammy Batlin, meet your party in carousel 3. Sammy Batlyn.

Hey!

Oh, Spencer, thank God. I'm glad you're here.

The killers will be after us any second. Not so fast. OK.

You're mad about getting shot? I'm mad about getting shot.

You're mean about the warehouse. I'm not about the warehouse.

You're meant about the car? Yes. I'm meant about car. Give me the key.

Spencer, what are you doing here? I told you, publisher.

She told me about this very special hush-hush meeting

you have with your undercover author here. Give me your key.

I couldn't understand why you think I was running off with your car.

I get the point, but I was trying to draw the hood. I didn't want you to lose.

The rule again was going in the other direction in a boat, the keys.

I'm only a few Spencer, I mean, you've just said life

for you and all you care about is a stupid car.

The tireless champions of justice don't run for adversity. They face it head on.

Have you put up with this yet?

Yes, this guy infiltrated the upper echelons of the West Coast, Ma.

If I had three more like him, I'd have my own publishing company.

Where are we going anyway?

I am going to talk to the ones who family about their latest.

show for you are going to stay in my apartment until we're done. Win some.

Win some, the baby wins some kidnapping. Husband dead, we don't left millions.

The true crime story of the decade.

The hundredth thou was never found some dumb cop let the kidnappers get away.

Look, I'm investigating a murder. This has got nothing to do with the kidnapping.

Ten years later, mysterious murder.

If we could get the whole story out of the murder. What a book it would make.

The authors advance along with being big enough to ransom.

It doesn't win some babies. You're right. This story has to be told. Not for you.

Hey, what about freedom of the press? You've got to let us come along.

Constituations, yes, so. Tell her to the ACLU. Wait a minute.

You're not going to leave me alone.

I mean, what if those mob killers come looking for Sammy? Hey, don't worry, baby.

I'll protect you. Thanks.

The baby once in kidnapping was not one of the

Boston Police Department's greatest successes.

Sure, the kid was returned safely, but the

kidnappers had escaped with the ransom by boat.

Thank you to Stay Put!

Yes. Jack, you're roasted. I come in peace.

Well, I'm not sure, ma'am. Max, I told you, lack the point, Gucks.

Spencer.

Aliens falling.

Come in. Thanks. Hey, your events.

You like some coffee? No thanks. Sam some boys, grow up.

I thought I should go outside and play for one, OK? OK.

Would you like to

sit down? No thanks. It's a long story.

Max doesn't know anything about the kidnapping.

He was just a baby when it happened so obviously. He doesn't remember anything.

And my brother and I have chosen not to tell him.

Have you come here to tell us that you've caught them?

Amen.

Brennan Falls has been murdered.

Oh, not brand.

I thought he was in Hollywood.

He wanted to be a star. He was so intelligent, so ambitious.

His body was found in the warehouse where the ransom was delivered.

I can't be sure, but it might have something to do with the kidnapping.

It has not been out of my mind for one minute since

it happened knowing that they are still out there.

That they could come back, that they could take Max away from me again.

This is one song.

I'm not even sure it's a kidnappers, but just to

be safe, I think you should hire a bodyguard.

I could recommend some men.

Oh no, we have had a bodyguards since the kidnapping

as a matter of fact, we hired a new man recently.

You really think we could get William hurt?

Kidney. Well, my book comes out.

Half rib bulgar will crawl out of his grave for a shot of playing your opinion.

The inside story to the winsome kidnapping. Let's talk to Sammy back.

What about the money?

I don't want to sound mercenary, but I've been living

off my sister ever since I graduated college.

Oh, she likes me here, you know. She just doesn't support my ideas much.

She doesn't think anyone will buy a computer system that replaces secretaries. Bro.

the bugs that this book will drag in.

People that buy and sell you sister a dozen times.

I can't my fingers if I were you.

Spencer!

Roll.

So you were at the cop on campus. It was one of the costs.

We had half of the department working at the cluster Sheriff's department.

The feds, everybody's fighting for jurisdiction.

But you were actually the cop who lit the crooks get away with $100,000.

I delivered the money. I was chosen to make the drop. Yeah. The bungling tin shield.

Oh, he's going to drop this line of questioning.

Hey Spencer, is that the win-sick kid over there?

Yeah, and that must be the new body, or two.

Stop!

Bad things always happen when Sammy backland comes to town.

But even I couldn't blame Sammy for everything.

It wasn't his fault the baby would some case that come back to harm me.

For the moment though, all I wanted was a pleasant meal and a little piece of quiet.

That chance. Cold, too cold, blue eyes, it's staring into mine.

Cold. The icy feel of the double barrel shot going against my throat. Cold.

The lasting embrace of death. Cold.

It's my favorite temperature, baby.

Listen, Sarah.

That stuff is great.

I'm a kick-rear and I'm starving. I'm starvein' to death.

Thank you.

Freeze! Better Allegiance.

Ah, from Connors. My favorite

federal agent. Candle wise cracks, gun sure.

I want the same thing as these hoods.

Sammy Backland.

I'm with some straight answers, backlin'. Or I'll put you away so long bell bottoms

we'll be back in style before they let you out. Ha ha ha ha. Now.

What were you doing in Las Vegas

with the eight of the nation's biggest mob warlords? Hey, listen to you.

He's ripped the lid off organized crime in America.

This yut's, hey, I don't like the brag, but that's exactly what I was talking about.

I think real hard about what you say next, backlin',

because if I don' t like what I hear, I promise you.

You'll get 15 years in the big house.

The big house? For conspiracy. Oh, look, it was just a friendly game of chance

for the bunch of prunes from Miami. You didn't happen to know who they were.

Did you say anything? Well, I didn't ask for character references

if that's what you mean. Wait a second.

You expect me to believe that the eight most dangerous men

in the country invited you to play cards? I've got a friendly face.

I'd start figuring out how you're going to decorate yourself over you.

You better take him seriously, Sammy. I know it's tough, but try.

Okay. I heard that these

rich old guys wanted to play cards with some high-rollers.

So I spread some cash all over the place.

I told around Lamborghini I bought myself some nice threads, and a Wemmo.

They were begging me to play. That's where our 25 grand went.

Hey, are you infiltrated the hierarchy of organized crime? I mean, Randy, come on.

Do you have any idea how expensive that is? Especially when you're losing.

So, Lady Luck was a little against me at first.

I was compelled to take advantage of the prune's liberal credit policies.

I was a liberal. Half a mill, more or less.

Those poor losers sent killers after me. And whatever happened to sportsmanship.

All right. You're going to give me the details of everything

you saw and heard at that poker game. That could get me killed, pal.

You got a choice. You can either sing for us, or I can paint a bull's eye

on your face and put you back on the street.

Ha ha!

You love it.

They need me to bring down organized crime in America.

lol

All right, from the beginning, it was the first person that contacted you.

Now that Sammy Backlin was the responsibility of the federal government,

I had my first chance to search for the truth.

Beginning with a visit to the Boston PD, I hope to quick look at some old notes

might give me a clue about who'd want Brandon Falsy and me. Dead.

You have a career waiting, Frank.

Anybody could type six to eight words a minute without making too many mistakes.

Well, gratitude for your spence. Here I am working over time.

Trying to figure out who tried to kill you all I get is sarcasm.

I put about six million files into computer, trying to figure

out who'd have it in for both you and Brandon Falsy.

And since you've got such a delicate touch with machinery,

I'm sure the name just popped right out of the computer for you.

National Police Department.

You picked him up for armed robbery by the week after the win some kidnapping?

Yeah, shot him in the legs, a matter of fact.

Yeah, I went to his apartment after getting a tip off the street.

Looks like somebody set up Mr. Bodine. What's the connection?

Nash Bodine is Brandon Falsie's half brother.

Win some just heart him as a bodyguard.

Hello.

This is Winston. This is Spencer. Spencer.

You better have a damn good reason for tying up this line.

We're waiting for a ransom call from the kidnapper.

We're too late.

History was repeating

itself. Once again, Max had been kidnapped.

This time, by his own bodyguard. Only the price tag had changed.

Now it would cost a half a million to get the child back.

He's Dr. Brennan's agent in Hollywood. The only check he ever got for acting

was for a four-wax commercial. Oh, great. With that hot piece of information,

we should have the kid back in no time. Tell us a lot.

I think while your chauffeur was waiting to be discovered,

he was living off your $100,000.

You mean you think he was the one that kidnapped Max 10 years ago?

With the help from his brother. Oh, no.

Brandon was like a member of this family. Family sent him on the side.

I think Brandon got greedy. He turned his brother in for a liquor store

hold up that Nash pulled a month before the kid had me.

You saying when Nash got out and found his share

of the money missing, he killed Brandon?

You got it.

But it'll make a hell of a book.

That's right.

Hello?

May I speak to Max, please?

That was him, that was Nash. But he's saying anything about Max.

His Max is all right.

He said he will kill Max if we don't follow his instructions exactly as he says.

All right.

Let's roll. I'll take that $500,000 Mr. Noids.

this time they won't keep it. Get backs back for us.

Please.

You need someone to deliver the ransom of Guzzle Experience.

Sorry Spencer, but Nash had someone else in mind.

Mm.

Hey, anybody know where the beer is?

Oh

There are a lot of ways to throw away $500,000 in unmarked bills.

The surest method is to entrust it to Sammy Beckman. So why did Max's kid never?

Can't you make up your mind?

You have something in every phone booth in Boston. I'm getting tired of this, pal.

And I can't get that far in 13 minutes. Give me a break. Will you?

Would you have any idea how much $500,000 weighs?

A lot of miracle, man, that dumb is still alive.

By following Sammy we were violating Nash's explosive instructions, but rather risk

angering Nash than letting him hurt the kid.

No more bubbles.

Yeah, I see the real.

Okay, that's it!

Now what? Stop the moment.

Hey, if you think I'm gonna jump into water, you're crazy! It's fully stopped.

Yeah? There's a watertight bag under the seat. Hey, are you listening to me, pal?

Place the briefcase in it and toss it overboard. I think I should get paid for it.

Fox.

a few thousand more or less.

Hey, you followed me!

You could have jeopardized the entire operation.

I mean, do you realize that child's life is at stake? Not anymore.

I called the Winsome House. Nash called. Max can be found in the warehouse.

Thank you.

You all right? It was heroin. It was fraught with peril.

Which could be read about on my next book. Next book, good idea.

But cut the fraught, with peril on.

Oh, yes! Are you all right? You're not going to hear it. How are you next?

Oh, thank God. He's not here. He's fine. He's OK.

We found him in there with a couple of cheeseburgers and some soft drinks.

What about Nash? He's dead. 145 caliber bullet right between the eyes.

Look, he'll kill them. I don't know. He was dead long before we got here.

So there's someone else out there. Oh, God, thank you.

Oh, yummy.

Give me. What? You know it's best.

So, what are you about to eat when you're on it?

And then eat the whole thing, but she's more.

I'm a real emotional guy. Yeah, I know.

I'm impressed with the responsibility you took.

Out there all alone with all that money.

The boy's life hanging in the balance, well. It was tough. Yeah. It was dangerous.

I know, but gladly do it again. How gladly? Soon the position.

What are you doing? Spencer, come on. What

are we looking for?

It's our...

Thank you so much.

Max got the sleep after all that, but he's out called.

I know as long as that killer is still out there.

I don't think I'll ever sleep again. The crook is good.

I'll give him that, But I promise you, one thing Mrs. Wonson will catch him. How?

Shut up, back on. I mean this guy is obviously a criminal genius.

Who else would pick the middle of Boston Harbor to make a ransom drop? Sammy.

Rand, this guy's a mastermind. Mr. Backland, there are some things

about this investigation, which perhaps you don't know. Like what? Hello?

Who is it?

watertight bag.

place the briefcase in it.

toss it overboard.

That's the guy right on the boat.

It's truly wonderful.

It's a high-tech age in which we live.

computerized secretary could have made you a fortune, bro. Do your filing.

Schedule your lunches. And if you program it with a cassette of a kidnapper's voice,

You make friends in advance.

in this new study.

Pearl?

It took me to finally solve the baby win some case.

What you said you thought the kidnappers were good?

Maybe too good.

I started to wonder if the money ever left the house.

And when Sammy came back on shore with no cash in his pockets,

I was sure the money was still in the house.

I had my suspicions, so I opened a briefcase.

And as I guessed, it was full of newspapers.

Fuck a bathroom.

Cuff him!

Well, I can't figure out as why you picked him to make the drop.

I figured I had nothing to fear from a complete idiot. How could you do this to Max?

He worships you.

You love him! He also

loves his dreams.

Dreams you wouldn't finance.

That's why Kidnap Max today.

I kidnapped him 10 years ago.

That first time I hired Brandon and his brother.

I agreed to split the $100,000 with him if they'd helped me.

No one got hurt. Max was fine. He was so young. He didn't even remember anything.

And your bank account was only bruised.

Except Brandon decided to double-cross his brother.

Fast forward ten years later. Nash gets out of jail and only wants two things.

Is cut of the ransom?

life.

when he finds out that his brother spent the money.

He kills him.

He would have killed me, too, if I couldn't find some way to get what he was owed.

I'll figure it out once.

Why not again?

except this time you want all the money.

I'm sorry to understand.

Get him out of here.

I need to go, I need one.

Way to go, Spins. I couldn't have done it without you.

I'm glad I could help.

I'm not sure who you are.

It was a case that stumped the Boston Police,

the federal government, and countless others for well over a decade.

But I solved it just three days.

Well, Sammy, now that you've broken the back of organized crime

and solved the baby wins in case what's next?

Well, I've decided to dedicate my life to finding crime and all of its ugly guises.

I plan to open my own detective agency right here in Boston.

Sammy, how about a picture of you with the sign? Are you ready? I'd love it.

Yeah, reasonable, isn't it? Yep.

So, Spencer, guess what newly promoted senior editor

has the exclusive on this bird's further adventures?

Further adventures? Mm-hmm. Very good, hold it.

Alright everybody, thanks for coming, but help yourselves with some wine and cheese.

Alright, good. It's been a long time. It's a good thing.

Now the model know where to find you.

Hey, don't worry, I made him an offer that couldn't refuse.

I forget about who's in the game, and they forget about what I own.

So now I'm open for business. And don't worried. Competition gets too rough.

It'll always be a job for you. Get these people out of here.