All language subtitles for The Accidental Witness (2006)

Do I ever come in here with
my Consumer report under my arm?

No. -You're three months
in arrears. -I understand that.

No, all I'm asking for
- Plus the current month.

I already gave you time.
- is two weeks!

Hey, Victor, what's up? -Arthur, Arthur,
listen, how long have we been friends?

Oh, Brother.
- Since high school.

Yeah, well. -That's
almost 20 years. - 20 years.

Since the heart attack,
David, he has lost his edge.

Yeah, I
think he's frightened.

Okay, well the price of his
timidity is gonna be very expensive.

O'Neill is prepared to pay 100
million dollars for this merger, David.

That is three times what
this company is worth!

I know, I know.

Victor, this firm is
my grandfather's life.

You told me you're gonna
foreclose on my house

and I'm not supposed to
take that as a threat?

Well, where I come
from that is a threat!

So, Victor, what's up, buddy? - I'm
just having a little cash flow problem.

I was just wondering if I
could borrow a few bucks

to tide me over until we get this
deal done. - A few bucks, well, I...

Two weeks at the most.

That is three times what
this company is worth.

You know it and I know it.
And then at the last minute

Raymond backs out, that's
insane! - Keep it down.

So how
much we talking about?

100.000. two
would be fantastic.

I can't,
I can't, sorry buddy.

If there's anything else,
I mean, we're friends.

No.
- Another time, no problem.

No, it's okay. You can't
just take away a man's car.

I'm sorry Mr. Sandeman,
next Thursday we repossess.

Victor, you ready to hit one outta
the park? - This deal is a lock.

So, I can keep
sending my laundry out.

Can I call you Larry?
- Yeah, please.

This is a hell of a deal Larry.
For your company and for ours.

I can't be seen as a loser,
it's the kiss of death

in this business, you know
that, Arthur. - Yeah, yeah.

Yes it is, I'm sorry buddy.

No, no, it's okay.

Hey, you understand,
another time no problem.

Of course I understand,
of course I do.

Of course you have
Mr. Brunel's support.

Raymond Brunel is 100%
behind this merger.

Good, it's
a hell of a deal.

I just need some time to
handle some internal issues.

Make sure we have all
our ducks in a row. - What?

Yes Roger, you heard
me, just get it out there

you'll be bringing
back a truckload.

I'm just trying to survive.

Hello.
- Hi, sweetheart.

Hi. - It's almost
eight o'clock.

Is it that late?

Oh my God, I must've
lost track of time.

I still have a couple things
left to do here, my new boss is...

Is a workaholic, maybe?

Very funny, takes
one to know one.

I'm going for a run, Dorothy, I gotta
lose 10 pounds. - Well, I'm impressed.

Goodnight.
- Goodnight Mr. Sandeman.

Well, goodnight Mr. Brunel,
don't stay too late.

Better to paper
shuffle 'til nine

than to fight your way
through all that traffic.

I'm looking forward
to that traffic, sir.

Clean out that fridge
of yours, Dorothy,

'cause I'm gonna bring you back a
truckload. - Very good, sir, goodnight.

Goodnight.
- I saw it.

You got in?
- Yeah.

Well, what's it like?
- It's beautiful, it's perfect for us.

Really, it's a loft? - Yeah,
we need to see it right away.

Oh, okay. Okay, well pick me up
tomorrow, we'll grab a quick bite

and then run over.
- I'll set it up.

All right, I love you.
- I love you too.

Bye.

Victor.

I know you believe
that the merger

is the right thing
for us, I don't agree.

I've reviewed O'Neill's
proposal from every angle,

it's a no go. And
that's my final decision.

I just don't think that
it's the right time,

either for the company
or for me. - I understand.

And I respect your
decision Raymond.

Enjoy the fishing.
- Thank you, I will.

Ah.

Jesus!

Learn how to drive lady!

Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

That guy is an idiot!

Look, I think the best thing to do is
just copy down each other's information.

Yeah, I left my
wallet at home, okay?

Don't you have your insurance
information in the car?

I got a lot more damage than you do, I'd
be willing to let this whole thing go.

Well, I wouldn't you ran into me. - Well,
you slammed on your brakes for no reason.

I slammed on my brakes
to avoid hitting that kid!

You pulled out without looking.
- Should we just call them over and fill out

an accident report?

No, I'm sorry, we
don't need to do that.

Let me check my glove
compartment, just wait here, okay?

Shoot.

What are you doing?

It's for the insurance claim.
- You know we don't need to do that,

we can handle this
ourselves here.

Brunel Global
Securities, which one are you?

Raymond Brunel.

We're neighbors, 210
Granville, 200 Granville,

we share a garage.
- Yeah.

What happened?

Trunk popped open, I
guess, when we tapped.

Weird
Card?

Thanks.

Are you okay?

Yeah, you know what?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I lost my temper

it's just, been
one of those days.

It's okay, I handle it the same
way as you, just not at night.

Yeah, how's that?

Running, 6:00 a. m. every
morning rain or shine.

Good for you.
- So I'll hear from you, Mr. Brunel.

Got your card.

You drive safe.

We'll maybe get something off
the engine block. It's burnt,

but you can probably get something
off the plate. Do you mind?

Sorry.

Doctor, care to speculate?

Driving your car into a rack
of propane tanks is often fatal.

Throw us a bone.

Male, Caucasian, 60,
maybe 70s, badly burned.

Any kinda I.D.?
- Hey Johnson!

Need to get him on the slab. - Have
Mcreedy call me when the body's delivered.

And if your commute's on Baldwin Pass
you're in for some serious delays,

it's closed between Grace and
Earl due to a fatal car crash

reported as having
taken place last night.

The driver is as yet unidentified,
police and fire are on the scene.

Weather and traffic
every 10 minutes

on Seattle's only station
for all news all the time.

And now, from the business
desk, the dollar's made.

Hi, my name is Victor
Sandeman, I rented a white van

from you on Tuesday.
Right.

I'm gonna need it
for another day.

Five minutes. - Do you know
where my eyelash curler is?

There's some stubble on my
left eye I haven't curled yet.

Under the sink in your
make-up bag by the cotton balls.

What's it doing where
it's supposed to be?

How am I gonna find anything
if it's right where I left it?

I function best in chaos.

Maggie, I need to take a
shower in the next 20 minutes.

Chrissy, I'm having a little trouble
deciding which of your shirts to borrow

without your consent.
Ooh, that does smell good.

Thank God you worked your way
through school. All right, which one?

I'm in a Western paisley,
I'm milking a cow,

and I'm desired by every
man who sees me? Or...

Breakfast is served.

Thank you, or, I'm
argyle golf chic,

I'm supporting a nine iron and I'm
desired by every woman who sees me?

Which one of them captures
your unbridled sexual abandon?

Maybe I should borrow
your blue cashmere?

You can have my blue cashmere,
I'm not taking it with me.

Dear knight? - New
beginnings, wanna travel light.

God, I'm gonna miss you.

I can't believe your wedding
is only four weeks away.

You can't believe
it, it's my wedding,

there's still so
much left to do.

Oh, by the way, I think
we found a new place.

Hallelujah, that was such bad
luck losing that house last week.

I know, but this one's a loft
in the same building as Jeff's workshop.

Mm, sweet. - And, if we like it
and they accept our application

we can move in this weekend.
And, closer to work.

Oh yeah, how you getting on with
your new boss, the dragon lady?

That was said in a moment of
weakness. She's tough, but she's good.

I think I'll learn
a lot from her.

Good morning, Chris,
what's on the calendar?

Good morning, Ms. Ferris. Judge
Woodruff called, he says it's urgent.

He always says that. - And Mr.
Ridgeway would like to see you

this afternoon regarding Hartman.
Here's a corrected draft,

and these are the
relevant sites.

All right, regarding
Hartman, I want the transcripts

from both days of the plaintiff's
deposition along with relevant exhibits.

I thought you might need those,
they're printing out right now.

Oh, good. Well, it's his cellphone
usage that's gonna hang Hartman

so go through has phone bill
from June '01 to April '02.

And I need it on my
desk before lunch.

I've prepared everything
up 'til March '02

I'll pdf them and also
print out hard copies,

and April '02 will
be ready by 11.

Chris.
- Yes?

May I ask you a
question? - Sure.

Well, it's my experience
that Harry Ridgeway

reads people very well.
Now, he pitched you hard

after I requested backup on Hartman.
He said that we'd make a good match,

that we share the same
ethics, same standards.

I didn't ask any
questions, but I took it

with a grain of salt and
I assumed he was biased.

Well, I was wrong
and he was right.

So how is it that someone with your
abilities is a paralegal and not somebody

that I might face
as opposing council?

I got sidetracked.
I'm reentering law school in the fall,

your alma mater, U of W.

Excuse me, Ms. Ferris,
Judge Woodruff's clerk's on the phone.

He needs to talk to you, he says it's
urgent. - All right, put His Honor through.

We can't have the Honorable Ben
Woodruff with his panties in a twist.

Hey Chris, why don't you get suited
up and come with me to the pretrial?

You can take care of the
exhibits. - I'd love to, thanks.

Judge Woodruff,
good morning, sir.

You know any good lawyers?

I got us grilled cheese.

We have 25 minutes.
- We'll eat fast.

If this merger came to you as CEO,
would you turn it down? - Of course not.

Course not.
- You know what?

I think you understand the
business better than your old man.

Look, I am very concerned about
this. - Which you should be,

'cause one day this company's gonna be
yours, and then what's it gonna be worth?

Let me tell you something
David, the market's change.

Right now they're in our favor. - She
asked me to accompany her to the pretrial.

Ooh, that's great, babe.
I hate to break it to you though,

these are anything but good grilled
cheese sandwiches. Excuse me, gentlemen.

He's like he's embedded in concrete.
- I mean, they're grilled, yeah,

they're cheese.
- It's old school. - It is.

Let me tell you something, David.
Mr. Brunel... - Where's the love, I ask?

is basically just
gonna sit around

and wait for some other man to just
do the drop. - And I've got 45 minutes.

Make another chart, and we
can talk to him later, hold on.

Hello.
Yeah, put him through.

Robert Powell, I've been
trying to get him all morning.

Up to his usual tricks.
- So we can move in right away?

Yeah, if they love us, yeah.
- How could they not love us?

We're getting married in
four weeks and two days

and we don't have a
roof over our heads.

We cannot let this opportunity with
O'Neill slip through our fingers, okay?

I wanna talk to him as soon as
I get back in the office. - Okay.

Hey, right on, two bars!
I have two bars here.

Got you. - Now, we have to
record this very important event.

I agree completely.
- One bar, reception's terrible.

Ooh. - Hold on,
there's three bars here.

I got the refrigerator. - Probably the
only place this thing is gonna work, so.

Nice.

Hi Mr. Marcus, yeah, we're already
here. No, no, I can hear you.

This is a great space.

Okay, I understand.

Then I'll get an answer as soon
as I know it, okay? - I love it.

So the answer is
that we love it.

And, I will get an application
to you this afternoon, okay?

Great, no, we're
very excited, okay.

Thank you, all right, bye.

Okay, babe, photo op, photo op.

Like they said to
the boys at Iwo Jima,

"You mind hoisting that
flag again?" - I love it.

One more.

I love it.
- Oh, that's beautiful.

I love it.

Vehicle was registered
to Brunel Global Securities

on Granville.

Have a look at this tire
tread, the left rear there.

That Lincoln wasn't going
any more than 20, 25 miles an hour.

He blacked out, maybe?
Like a heart attack?

Maybe. Feels it coming
on, tries to slow down.

It really hits him, and his arm seizes
up, he loses control of the wheel.

Kaboom.

Maybe.

Or maybe somebody just gave
him a push. - CSI delivery.

Contents of the wallet.
- Thank you.

We got a license.
- What about a name?

Brunel, Raymond F. Brunel.

Watch out!

You okay?
Oh, that man was crazy!

He was!

Yeah, hello?
- Maggie, it's Jeff.

Okay, I'm buzzing you in.

The patient is
resting peacefully

and is expected to make
a full recovery. - Babe!

Ow!

I was jogging the bike path,
just about to head over to West Emerson,

and this van came out of nowhere.
- Thank God you're all right.

Yes, it's what you get
for being into health.

No one ever got run
over from sleeping in.

My endorphins
must be released.

It's what makes me the happy,
unstressed bride-to-be.

Yeah, you don't want to see her when
her endorphins haven't been released.

It is pretty scary.
- You know what was weird, Jeff?

The van never slowed
down or stopped.

It was like he didn't
see me, or didn't care.

Well, I'm just glad that
you didn't get run over.

It was the look on that
woman's face that saved me.

It reminded me of New York.

I'm all right.

No, I'll just leave a message.
Raymond Brunel.

No, no, Brunel, B-R-U-N-E-L.

That's right.

No, I'll just call
back, thank you.

Stupid.

Calls? - Yeah, your
roommate phoned.

She's gonna grab a ride with Caroline.
You're expected at 8:00 at Domenico's.

Very trendy. - My girlfriends
are taking me out to celebrate.

A bachelorette party?
I love those.

And also, a Mr.
Raymond Brunel called.

That's the guy who ran
into me, what'd he say?

"He has to take off early for the
weekend." "He'll check in with you on Monday

"and get everything
all squared away,

"but you should feel free to
get any repairs you need done."

"Don't worry about
the estimates."

"He trusts you and thanks you for being
so understanding." - Did he leave a number?

I didn't take the message, Erika
did. I wish he'd run into me.

Maybe that's Mr. Right right
now. - Ms. Sternwald's line.

Yeah, hold on one second.
Wrong Mr. Right, it's the groom.

Hi. - But listen, we may not
have a dime to our name,

but we now have a roof
over our heads. - We got it!

We did.
Application accepted.

I just gave him a check for
first and last. - We have a home.

If you'll just follow me,

Mr. Brunel's office is just
down this hall and to the left,

second door on the right.
- Thank you.

You're welcome.

Dorothy, who are they?

Police detectives, I have
no idea what they want.

Thanks Dorothy, I'll find out.

So, how can I help you?
- You're related to Raymond Brunel?

He's my grandfather.

Mr. Brunel was driving a
2005 champagne-colored Lincoln,

plate number 1-8-0 I-N-W?

I don't know about that, but that is
the make, and it is a champagne Lincoln.

Oh, I'm sorry, David.
I didn't mean to interrupt.

No, Victor, come in.
Victor Sandeman, senior partner.

Detective Bill
Malone, Seattle P.D.

Detective Ed Reigert.
- Nice to meet you.

Do you want me to?
- Sit.

Please continue, Detective.

This has something to
do with my grandfather.

Sir, your grandfather's
car was found

just off Baldwin
Drive this morning.

It had crashed into a
propane refilling station.

The driver was
killed in the crash.

We've made a provisional
I.D. of Raymond Brunel

as the driver.

Oh, my God, I don't believe this.
He was just driving to the cabin.

Did your grandfather
have any medical conditions?

Was he on any medications
that you know of?

He'd had a severe heart attack last
fall. He was on a daily medication.

Well, we'll
need a family member

to come down to the
coroner's and I.D. the body.

Mrs. Brunel's in Europe.
- Yeah, the police have agreed

not to release Raymond's name
until all family members have been notified.

But, David's having a hell
of a time reaching her.

I know.
It is a terrible tragedy.

But, truthfully, Mr. Brunel hasn't
been well since the heart attack.

Yeah, the company was really
being run by David and I.

And we wanted you to know
that despite Raymond's passing

we are still 100%
committed to this merger.

Yeah.

It's what Raymond
would've wanted.

Okay, ladies, I have an announcement.
Whoever brought this gift

needs to be reprimanded. - I like the
milkmaid. -This is not okay with me.

Let's get to the good stuff.
- The lovely Christine Sternwald,

the soon-to-be Mrs.
Jeffrey Davis Monroe,

can no longer be
considered a vagrant. - Yes.

A roof over their
heads! - Yes! - A toast.

Cheers.
- I got two cups.

It's totally cool, yeah. So, that
will change, of course, tomorrow,

when the check bounces.
- All right, and now for the presents.

Oh, what's next?
- Garcon?

Let's top her up. - Why do
I think I'm gonna need this?

The champagne, I
mean, not the gift.

Thank you, handsome.
- Okay.

Whoa.

That's nice.

That's so you have a sexy
piece. Oh my God. - What is it?

You blow the whistle, he'll think
it's halftime, and hit the mute button.

Oh!

It is a fact that
more children are conceived

during halftime than at
any other time. - Oh my God.

Let's drink.
- Oh hell.

"Let's party, girls."
- Yay!

"There was once
a lady named Chris

"who was given her
very last kiss."

"To old lovers she's deaf
'cause she's crazy for Jeff

"and they've signed up
for marital bliss." Awe!

I live with a poet and
I didn't even know it.

Thank you,
I'm very talented.

This just in. - That's so
you'll have something to wear

in your second year of marriage. - If
she's drunk and doesn't pretend anymore.

Awe.
- It's all downhill.

They'll
have a great sex life.

I'm drunk on life.

Careful, Maggie, that taillight
is still out. - Oh, thanks, Jeff.

Bye, Caroline.
- Bye. - Here's your key.

Thank you.

You're the best friend a girl could have.
- You two have a great weekend together.

Mm-hmm, bye.
- Bye, honey, have fun, I love you.

Love you.
- Call me on Monday.

Okay, where to, Captain?

You like surprises, don't
you? - I'm marrying you, right?

Then you are gonna
love this surprise.

That was a long five minutes. - Your
surprised took longer than expected.

Come on. - It's cold out there. You
gotta get your heater fixed in the truck.

I will, I promise.
I wanna show you something.

Is this gonna be crazy?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, Jeff.

This is beautiful.

Can you handle another
glass of champagne? - Yeah.

Hello, home.

What's that?

Just a little something
to go with the champagne.

It's hot.
- Wow, so this is it.

Yes, this is it.

The undisputed, unchallenged

world's greatest grilled
cheese sandwich. - May I?

Of course, yeah, it's just getting
cold. Here, Worcestershire.

Mm, somethin' somethin'.
- Here's the love.

This is the greatest
grilled cheese of all time.

♪ Today is ♪

♪ Today is today ♪

♪ I can't try to live forever ♪

♪ Ba da da ♪

♪ I know I'm invincible ♪

♪ I think ♪

What is it?

I wanna tell you something
that I never talk about.

Okay.

About New York.

Is that okay?

Sure.

Okay.

I was stupid on two counts.

The first count, you
don't go running alone

in Central Park
at 10:00 at night.

There were four of them.

I don't remember anything
about the attack.

They told me in the hospital
that's your defense system

looking out for your sanity.

I was lucky.

A good Samaritan came by before
they raped me or killed me.

Never did find out who that was.
I'd still like to thank him.

I was unconscious for six weeks.

The second thing I was stupid
about was not getting any help.

Instead, I isolated
and just fell apart.

Life was on hold.

But thank God for Maggie,

for her kicking my butt
and dragging me out here.

It was good starting over.

New memories.
New streets.

And then I met you.

I'm like someone who
survived a fatal disease.

Everything tastes sweeter.

Thank you.

Oh, man.

no!

Let me go!

No.

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

Morning.
- Good morning.

Did I wake you?
- Nope.

I'll be finished
here in just a minute.

How long have you been
waiting there? - Just got here.

I never get the chance
to see you work.

I like it.

What's this?

That is something
that I picked up

at a garage sale last year.

"This is the forest primeval."

"The murmuring pines
and the hemlocks

"stand like druids of old."

"Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
Evangeline, 1847."

"V. Lindfors, 1946."

I'm gonna find a place for this
where it gets the attention it deserves.

I would like that.

I love coming here.

Every time, it's like I'm
entering another world.

Do you know how glad I am that
opposites attract? - Me too.

I thought I was supposed to
marry someone like my father,

over-worked, over-stressed
type "A" personality.

So instead of marrying
him, you became him.

Someone had to be
the son he never had.

But this world of yours
is very seductive.

You're my druid.
- Careful, careful.

This thing really packs a punch.

I shouldn't have put it there.

You smell so good, like
wood, I love that smell.

Well that's lucky for me. You
know, some people are allergic to it.

Not me.

Everything else,
yes, but not wood.

What's this?

Well, that's a
piece of Sitka spruce.

It's about 80-years-old, I would
imagine. You know, some of these trees

can grow to be
about 300 feet tall.

I really like working
with this stuff.

Could you make a frame for
that picture out of this wood?

Yeah, I could do that.

I wanna show you something.

Wow.
That's amazing.

Do you like it?
- Mm-hmm.

It's not a commission.

Come here, sit, I want you to
try it and see how it feels.

This fits my tired old bones
just right. - It does, doesn't it?

And it should.

I took a lot of careful personal
measurements. - Our first heirloom.

Mm-hmm. And I was thinking
that maybe the second one

off the assembly line.
- The bed.

Mm-hmm.

Which will also require
many personal measurements.

Maybe we should get started on
those right now. - Maybe we should.

Thank you for my lovely chair.

You're welcome. - And
those exacting measurements.

How about I call
you in the morning

and we'll organize
all the movers, huh?

Okay.

Goodnight.

Mags?

Maggie?

Mags?

Maggie.

Oh my God.

Oh my God!

Was Ms. Wexler seeing
anyone, Ms. Sternwald?

Old boyfriend or lover who
might have carried a grudge?

No, she dated,
but no one steady.

Ex-husband?
- No.

Well, is there anyone you
can think of, anyone at all,

who might have reason
to harm her? - No.

But...

Yes?

Nothing.

What do you think
happened, Detective?

Well, it looks like she walked
in and surprised a burglar.

Just bad luck.

Oh, we're gonna need a
list of what's missing,

and do you have a
contact for next of kin?

I would like to
make that call.

I think it's better if her
mother hears it from me.

I was just thinking
about Maggie's mom

and how sad she
was on the phone.

I miss her so much.

I just keep thinking if
somehow I had been there

I could have done something.

This is not your fault.

I don't know, I
feel like it is.

So she stayed with me last night, and
we didn't even get back from the station

until after 2:00.

Well, obviously, she
needs some time for herself.

Well, thank you very
much, we appreciate that.

And have her call me when
she feels up to it. - I will.

And again, thank you.

Sweetheart, where are you going?

To work. - I just spoke with
your boss, everything's fine.

There's no need to worry, and you
can take off as much time as you want.

If I stay here, I
will just fall apart.

But you didn't even sleep 10
minutes last night. - It's better

if I go to work.
- No, no... - It is, really.

It's all right, I've
already seen it.

Ms. Sternwald's office.
Yes, may I ask who's calling?

Hold, please.

Yeah?
- It's Mr. Brunel.

Good afternoon. Ms. Sternwald?
Raymond Brunel.

Listen, have you had a chance
to get your car fixed yet?

No, I'm afraid I haven't. I
have a deadline here at work.

Okay, but let me run
something past you.

I just got off the
phone with my mechanic,

who, by the way,
does great work.

Now, he'd be willing to fix your
car and then bill me directly.

That way, I can avoid the insurance
hassle. Does that work for you?

I guess so, yeah.

Well, here's the problem.

He's going on vacation.
- When?

The day after tomorrow. But he
assured me that if you could get your car

in there today
he could have it ready for you

by end of day tomorrow.
- Mr. Brunel, I'm really busy.

Is there any way... - I've already arranged
for you to get a loaner from him.

I mean, I really want to make this
as convenient for you as possible.

Okay.
- Oh.

Sorry. Could I put you
on hold for a minute?

Absolutely.

Yes, Ms. Ferris, how can I help you?

I need the annotated cell
phone bills for Hartman.

I've got Judge Woodruff
on the line for 4:30.

Yes, I've got them right here.

Oh, great.

Listen, I'm very sorry to hear
about your friend. - Thank you.

I've highlighted the
suspicious ones in yellow.

Sorry, Mr. Brunel,
where were we?

The shop is A-1 Body and
Fender, 187 West Franklin.

Yeah, it's up over the
hill, off Templeton Road.

Ask for Jimmy.

Jimmy, okay, I'll be
there between six and 6:30.

Thanks.
- Excellent.

David, I am so
sorry for your loss.

I can't believe it. I can't believe
that Raymond's not gonna come

bustling through that
door, all full of ideas,

and energy, and creativity.

I just, I can't believe it.

I am so sorry.

I reached Grandmother.

She's flying back, she'll
be here this afternoon.

I'll pick her up.

She was stoic.

It's like she expected it.

I guess she's been
preparing herself for this,

at least since the heart attack.

I think she's the only one
of us who faced the reality

after he was sick,
an amazing woman.

Yes, she is.

And, you'll publish the
obituary tomorrow? - Yeah.

Good.

Oh, why didn't I
prepare myself for this?

I feel...

I feel sucker-punched.

I buried my head in the
sand, and I couldn't imagine

a world without him in it.

Me too.

I had a question about the
Steadman account this morning,

and I found myself heading
to his office. Pavlovian.

Yeah.
He was a powerful man.

He sure was.
- Must run in the family.

I was heading to his
office this morning,

and then I checked
myself, and found myself

heading to your office, David.

You're the CEO of a
great company now,

and I believe you're the right
man at the right time for this job.

You really think so?
- Oh, I know so.

That means a lot, thank you.

My God, Victor, these are big
shoes to fill. These are big shoes.

Then tighten your shoelaces,
David. This is your time.

Victor, what
happened to your head?

You ever leave the
kitchen cupboard door open?

Oh, man, that hurts like
hell, huh? - Just stupid.

Just stupid.

So, shall we talk business?

Brunel business?

Okay, business.

O'Neill, I checked
the grapevine.

This deal can be salvaged,

but it is gonna take a
decisive move on our part.

We're gonna have
to extend our hand.

I need a little more time to think
about this. - Think about what?

Look, when my grandfather
was making the decisions

it was easy, I could just
sit on the sidelines.

Things are different now.

Different how?

I keep thinking about
what he would want me to do,

how he would feel about me
breaking up this company.

This was his whole
life for 50 years.

Well, I think
it's the right move,

but that is a decision
that's on your shoulders now.

Victor, wait, just...

You really believe this
merger is the right move?

Yes, I do.

All right. Let's make
this happen, huh?

Good.
You call O'Neill.

Get him on the phone, give
him the good news yourself.

And David, those shoes
fit you perfectly.

Craig, I am so late.
Could you do me a favor?

Call Brunel, get the number for
A-1 Fender on West Franklin.

Tell the mechanic I'm on my way.
- Okay, will do.

And have a good night.
- All right.

Thanks.
- Directory assistance.

Yes, can I have the number
for Brunel Global Securities, please?

Oh, good, I wanted
to talk to you

about the Sandeman account...
- Yeah, Dorothy, I'm late. - Okay.

Walk and talk.
- Absolutely.

Hello?
- I called Mr. Brunel.

He must have been gone for
the day, so I left a voice mail.

And I couldn't find
a listing for A-1

on Franklin or
anywhere else, sorry.

Are you all right? - Yeah, I'm okay,
I'm just in the middle of nowhere.

It's cold, it's dark,
and I want hot soup.

I'll find it, go home. I'll see
you first thing in the morning.

All right, goodnight.

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, my God.

Hey! What are you doing, lady?

You shouldn't be around here, no way.
- I'm supposed to get my car fixed.

Nobody there, you crazy?

The place is shut up tight, you
shouldn't be around here. Go home!

Crazy damn woman.

People don't know what the
hell they're doing anymore.

Sure, I'll just have a look.
Ooh, hold on, hold on.

Chris? Chris? There's a
Mr. Brunel on the phone.

He's responding to a
message you left last night.

Great, put him through, I'll
take it right here. - Okay.

Hello, Mr. Brunel? I'll just
transfer you, one moment.

Mr. Brunel, hi.

I got to your mechanic a
little late last night,

but to be honest with you,
it looked like the place

had been closed for quite
some time. - I'm sorry,

I don't know what you're talking about
Ms. Sternwald. - Is this Raymond Brunel?

No, this is David Brunel, his
grandson. What can I do for you?

Is Raymond Brunel there?
- What exactly is this about?

Raymond Brunel rear-ended me last week.
We've been trying to make arrangements

to meet to get my car fixed.
- Right up here is fine.

When I spoke with him
yesterday... - Yesterday?

Yes, yesterday. He said that
he didn't want to go through...

Let me be clear. You're telling
me you spoke to him yesterday?

Larry, David's here, I'll be
right back. I'll be right back.

Yeah, sure. - My grandfather
died in a car accident last week.

I'm sorry, I don't understand.
- No, there's nothing to understand.

I'm just gonna assume that
this was an honest mistake,

and we need to end this conversation.
Goodbye, Ms. Sternwald.

I'm so sorry I'm late. This woman
calls and says that my grandfather

rear-ended her last week, she
talked to him yesterday. - Really?

Thank you.

Larry O'Neill, meet David
Brunel. - David, pleasure.

Good to meet you.
- My condolences.

Thank you. - Glad this
day has finally, finally come.

Yeah, myself as well.

Shall we sit?
- Yeah, let's.

Yeah, I got us a booth right
over here. - Great. - Great.

I spoke to
Thompson yesterday.

Thank you.
- Everything okay?

Oh, yeah, it's good.

Craig, I need your help.

Hey, Malone, look at this
coloring. - Wow, maybe a week old?

No, more.

Officer, get Reigert
to call Jetwan.

We're gonna need some
additional lab work.

"Raymond Franklin Brunel."

"Age 75, died in a car
accident on December 7, 2005."

"He is survived by his wife, Margaret,
"and his grandson, David Brunel."

Okay, The Raymond Brunel
I met was no 75 years old.

Or next time he calls, we need to
get his plastic surgeon's number.

Maybe.

Let's see what this
Mr. Brunel looks like.

Blood splatter.
Whose blood?

The trunk was right here.
- Yeah.

We need another
look at that car.

It's not the same man.

Thanks for seeing us today, Mr. Brunel.
I apologize for any inconvenience,

but we think it's important.

I appreciate
you keeping us up to date.

Mr. Brunel, as a result
of the coroner's findings

we are treating your grandfather's
death as a homicide.

What?

The multiple contusions on
the left side of his skull

appear to be blows
struck with maximum force

by an assailant.
- Oh, my God.

Homicide?

Raymond Brunel didn't have
an enemy in the world.

I'm gonna have to ask both of you where
you were the night of the incident?

We've checked the parking garage security
tapes, so we know you left at 6:15.

Yeah, I was having
dinner with some friends

from about 7:30 till 11:00.

Okay, we'll need names
and contact information, Mr. Brunel.

Of course.

Mr. Sandeman?

I left about 8:30.

"8:35, 35 minutes
before Mr. Brunel."

And you went?
- Straight home.

We're gonna need to access
company employees and records.

I'll get
you whatever you need.

Detective Malone, when can we
make arrangements for the funeral?

My grandmother's anxious
to take care of it.

As soon as we get a release from
the coroner, we'll let you know.

So who is this guy?

Well, that's the
$64.000 question.

The guy who busted my
tail light on December 7th

was driving a
champagne-colored Lincoln.

He says he's Raymond Brunel.
He shows me proof of insurance

with Raymond
Brunel's name on it,

and I'd say he looked
a healthy 35, maybe 40.

That same guy, he sounded
the same to me, anyway,

calls me this Monday, the 12th, and
says, "Hello, I'm Raymond Brunel."

And somehow he convinces you that
you need to get your car fixed in an area

that's perfect if you want to buy
methamphetamines. - The plot thickens.

Today I speak to
someone who says

he's Raymond Brunel's
grandson, David.

According to David, Brunel
the elder was killed

in a car accident
on December 7th.

So who's the guy I spoke
to this Monday, the 12th?

I check the computer.

Up pops a picture of Raymond
Brunel, 75 if he's a day.

Not the 35-year-old
who rear-ended me.

You make a mean
martini, any refills?

I gotta warn you, life seems focused
when you're seated, but when you stand up,

it changes dramatically.

And I don't mean
dramatic in a good way.

Listen, Jeff,

I think this whole thing is connected.
I have a fender bender with a guy

who says he's someone he's not.

Then I almost get run
over by a white van.

Then poor Maggie.

Then the same guy sends
me to get my car fixed

in a neighborhood where
they never find the body,

and there's a white
van parked there.

Did you talk to
Detective Douglas today?

What does she think
of your theories?

Detective Douglas
thinks I'm nuts.

Apparently, so do you.
- I didn't say that.

Right, you didn't verbalize
it, but that's what you think.

No, that is not what I think.

What I think is that you're playing
armchair detective with this whole thing...

I'm not playing armchair... - Chris, maybe
Brunel's chauffeur was driving the car,

or maybe it was Brunel's
grandson, and I gotta tell you,

there's got to be at least 10.000
white vans in the greater Seattle area.

Well, I'm only talking about
one. And what about Maggie?

You heard what
the police said,

that this was a robbery, end of story,
case closed... - No, not "End of story."

Maggie was murdered, and
I think... Oh, forget it.

What? Tell me.

I think the burglary was
faked. - Oh, Chris, come on!

We are getting really close to
the definition of paranoid here.

I think you have a lotta
stress on your plate right now,

with Maggie's death, your new
workload, trying to find a home.

That is not what I'm talking about!
- Can you listen just for a second to me?

You and I are getting married in
four weeks time, and that's huge.

It would be absolutely normal
for you to have last-minute jitters.

Don't patronize me.

This is not just a feeling
in my gut, an instinct.

I think I'm in danger. Yes, it's
circumstantial, but that doesn't mean

it's not valid, and all
you can do is dismiss it?

Shrug it off as if I'm some
sort of hysterical neurotic?

You should trust my intelligence,
Jeff. - Chris, where are you going?

I can't stay here.
- Chris.

Taxi!

Taxi!

Hey!

Hello?
Hi, I need a taxi.

Can you hear me?
Hello?

You're breaking up.

Damn it!

Damn it.

Hello, hi, I'm at
Drake and First.

No, I can't hear you.

Come on. - Chris, what are you
doing? - Failing at calling a cab.

Please, get in the car.
- No!

Come on, Chris.
Let's go home.

No, I'm fine, I'm taking a cab.
- Chris, please, get in the truck.

Let go of me! - You're acting
like a crazy person, Chris.

Oh, crazy and paranoid,
that's quite a laundry list.

I didn't say you were crazy,
I said you're acting crazy.

No, what's going on
here is that you think

what happened to me three
years ago in Central Park

is distorting my
ability to see reality.

Right?
- Yeah, I do.

Taxi!
Go to hell.

Hey! - You know what?
I didn't deserve that.

Matter of opinion.
- And if you wanna talk to me

I will be back at our loft.
- Enjoy yourself.

Made the adjustments you
requested, it's printing out now.

Excellent, Mr. O'Neill. - We should
be there no later than 11:00.

Yeah, I'll see you at the office in
an hour. - And smoking Cohibas by lunch.

I'm looking forward to it.
- Yeah, me too.

Great.

I'd like a word with Mr.
Brunel, please. - Certainly.

Is he expecting you?
- No, he's not.

It will only take five minutes.
- I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name.

My name is
Christine Sternwald.

Well, Ms. Sternwald, usually,
we have an appointment.

Mr. Sandeman, thank
goodness you're here.

We have a little
problem in reception.

A young woman, she doesn't
have an appointment,

but she insists on
seeing Mr. Brunel.

I spoke with her, but she is adamant
about seeing him. I don't know what to do.

Did she say what she
wanted to talk to him about?

No, but she will only
speak with Mr. Brunel,

and she refuses to leave until she
does. Her name is Christine Sternwald.

Is David even in yet?
- No, he is due in shortly, though.

What do you suggest we do, sir?
- Warren, get your security guys

and have her escorted out of here, and
when she's gone, I wanna be updated.

Yes, sir. - I wasn't
sure what to do, sir.

You did the right thing, Dorothy, keep
me updated. - Absolutely, sir, thank you.

Let me know when David
arrives. - Yes, of course, sir.

This is a private matter. I
only need 15 minutes of his time.

It is urgent I speak with him.
- Miss, I might as well stop you right there.

Without an appointment,
there's absolutely nothing we can do.

If you don't leave voluntarily

we'll have you arrested and
charged with trespassing.

I will be more than happy to let Mr.
Brunel know that you would like to see him.

Now, these gentlemen
will escort you out.

If Mr. Brunel decides he can't
see me, fine. I will leave.

But please let him know that I'm
here. We spoke on the phone yesterday.

It's in my phone,
let me show you.

It's Mr. Brunel's number. - Please, now,
these gentlemen will show you out.

You're forcing me out.
- Please, thank you.

I just wish I could express to you
how... - We have been through this

and without an appointment
and without you telling me

what this is in regards to...
- Ma'am. - Mr. Brunel!

I just need a moment of your
time, sir. - Ma'am, come along.

I am very sorry, Mr. Brunel.
- Ms. Sternwald, come along.

Get off of me. - We have it
under control. - Ma'am, please.

Ms. Sternwald?

It's about your grandfather
and the night he died.

Thank you, Mr.
White, five minutes.

Is she gone? - No, Mr. Brunel is
meeting with her in his office.

What? - And, he'd like to
know if you'd like to sit in.

No, no, I'll pass, thanks.

Okay.

Just so you're aware, we
will be taping this. - Okay.

You have five minutes.

Photos of the
damage to my car.

Photos of the damage to
your grandfather's car.

The driver showed
me an insurance card

and identified himself
as Raymond Brunel.

He didn't have his license,
he said he left it at home.

If it's substantiated that my
grandfather was involved and at fault

then we'll be more than happy
to pay for whatever damages your car sustained.

Is this your
grandfather? - Yes.

Well, that's not the man who rear-ended
me. I've never seen that man before.

She's after money. My guess is with a
check in her hand, she'll just disappear.

See, I don't think so, Victor.
She kept insisting that my grandfather

was not the man driving the car.
- Well, she can insist all she wants.

It doesn't make it true.

Did she have a photograph
of this man? - No.

Warren taped the meeting.
- Do you want me to call him?

Yes, I wanna hear that tape. And have
him run a background check on her.

So, I guess I should
call Detective Malone,

tell him about this woman, this
is nuts. - David, listen to me.

O'Neill and his lawyers will be here in
15 minutes. Don't worry about this girl,

I will take care of it. - Warren I
need you to do a background check.

You need to focus on
this deal. - Christine.

Okay, 8:35, Sandeman's Jag.

Fast-forward it
for me, will you?

There.

9:08, Corolla, with
a woman driver,

right before Brunel's Lincoln,
9:12. - So run the plates.

Let me read that back to you.
"I'm sorry about last night."

"Please give me a chance to
explain, we need to talk."

"Let's meet at the loft
at six, I love you, Jeff."

Do you wanna leave a
number? No, no problem.

Okay, sir, I'll see that
she gets it, bye-bye.

So, what do you want to do
tonight? - I can't eat any food.

You know I'll start
bingeing again.

I know, I already lost like 15, hold
on, hold on, Ms. Sternwald's here.

Ms. Sternwald?
You got a message.

Ooh, yeah, yeah, I
wanna go see that movie.

Malone, "Christine
Angela Sternwald,

"2649 Hesby Street,
apartment 24."

You here to join this
investigation, Eleanor,

or are you just here
to strong-arm me

into buying your daughter's
Girl Scout cookies again?

Nobody twisted your arm
to buy that second box.

So, what brings you to our little
corral? - Well, if you still smoked,

you might have
cracked this case.

While we were enjoying
our nicotine addiction

in the parking lot, we
had a little shop talk.

Seems Ms. Sternwald
has had a busy week.

She was involved in a
homicide this last weekend.

She discovered the
robbery-murder of her roommate.

You won't find her there, she moved
in with her boyfriend. You're welcome.

Don't stop smoking.

I'll give you a hand
with those. Thanks.

What you celebrating?

Oh, this is make-up food.

You know, like kiss and
make up after a fight?

When we fight, my wife does the shopping,
but it's for jewelry and a lawyer.

Whew, where's your elevator?

Thanks so much for trucking
this all the way up here.

Sitting in a cab,
you get out of shape.

You can just set that
box on the counter. - Sure.

You want some water?
- Yeah, please.

Okay.

Oh, I got to get
back to the gym.

Yeah.

Here you go.
- Thank you.

Okay.

Let's see, what do I
owe you? - 10 bucks.

Oh, and those last two bags, you can
just put them on the inside of the door

and close the door on your way out.
- Great, thanks a lot, have a good night.

Bye.

Jeff?

Sweetie?

Don't move, don't move, don't
move. Don't say a word, shut up.

Leaving the bags
down by the bottom of the door here, ma'am.

Good luck with the food
thing, it worked for me.

Shut up, don't you say a word.

Hel...

Look away.
- Okay.

Don't judge me.

You cannot judge me.

This is all your fault.

This is your
responsibility, not mine.

Please
don't do this...

Shut up, shut up, don't
talk and do not look at me!

I'm not a killer.

I'm not some psychopath.

See, you don't understand,
I don't have a choice.

You kept showing up, and
showing up, and showing up.

I didn't wanna hurt anyone,
but you kept showing up.

I was just trying to survive.

It's not gonna help you...
- Don't talk!

It is not gonna
help you to kill me.

It's not gonna get
you out of your mess.

Please.
- Shut up!

Okay, okay,
okay, okay! - Just shut up!

You are gonna shut up,
no more talking! - Please.

Oh, please don't.
- Shut up!

Do not put on the
duct tape... - Shut up.

I can't hear you
when you talk to me!

Do you understand that?
I will not hear you!

I just need to fix this,
I just need time to think.

I need time to think!

God!

Ms. Sternwald's line.
- Hi, is Chris available?

It's Jeff Monroe calling.
- No, Jeff, she left.

She got your message, and she'll meet
you at the loft. - I didn't leave a message.

The message you left this
afternoon to meet you at six.

Well, if she calls back, would
you get her to call me, please?

Thanks.

God!

The cellular
customer you have dialed

is away from their
phone or out of.

Oh, God, so stupid.

God, so stupid,

stupid!

God, why did you have to
be in that parking garage?

Everything was coming together.

It was perfect, every detail,
and then you had to drive by.

I slaved away for 15
years, and for what?

You know, I made bold decisions
only to have people screw me.

I watched the market collapse,
and I lost everything.

But I was back in the
game with this merger.

Oh, I positioned myself
perfectly, $100 million deal.

Every detail.
Do you have a towel?

I was not gonna let
some senile old man

and his clown-faced
grandson stand in the way

of what was right, of what
was mine, and then you,

you couldn't just walk
away, could you? No.

No, you couldn't just let it go.

Little Miss Nosy and
her crappy little car.

"Where's my insurance?"

Let me tell you
something, sweetheart,

I have worked too long and too
hard to let a nobody like you

stand in the way of what
is right. Of what is mine!

Don't you say a word.

Come on.

Okay.

What? What? What?

No!

Help!

Shut up, shut up!

Seattle P.D.! Come on out
with your arms raised.

No!

Watch out!

Dammit!

Oh, oh God.

Ow!

Ow!

No!

No!

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