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(intense music)

- Oh, you clumsy...

- I'm sorry, sir!

- He's dead, and you want me to find a chest?

- It's important to me, personal belongings.

- You got a strange way of showing grief for your boy.

- Where'd he come from?

Who, who, who, who are you people?

- We, we picked you up yesterday,

we're police officers.

- Where you going, big boy?

- Lose yourself, clown, you better just stick...

- Naw, forget, hey, how you been?

- She's sick, now you better untie her.

- Alright, drop it,

blow your guts out.

(intense music)

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(bright music)

(speaking Spanish)

- How was that?

- Great, baby.

Except you won't be speaking any Spanish

at this marina we're gonna pull into.

- [Woman] But it's in Mexico.

- Yeah, and the busboys like the dollar bill.

They all speak English.

- Oh.

(intense music)

- He makes me feel uncomfortable.

Johnny, where's Juan this trip?

I mean, how come him?

- [Johnny] Well, it's a simple matter of germs, E.

- [Woman] Translation, in ingles, senor.

- Well, Juan got the flu,

so he sent his cousin to take over.

- I don't like him.

- Do you like me?

- Want me to show you?

(Johnny chuckling)

- Alright, that's it.

Get to the stern, no questions, just move.

- Hey, what do you think you're doing?

- Move.

Move!

(intense music)

(gunshot)

(woman screaming)

(intense music)

(beeping)

- There she comes.

Gonna be alongside in a couple of minutes.

(engine growling)

You hear me, McManus?

Okay, get the line, McManus.

Okay.

How'd it go?

- Well, the guy and his girlfriend,

they were real cooperative.

- Yeah.

- And I picked up Tobin,

he came aboard with the stuff.

We were offloaded and on our way in 15 minutes.

- Good.

Let's see what we got here.

Yeah.

Alright, move her out about 100 yards,

pull the plug, wait in the raft and we'll pick you up.

- Anything on radar?

- Yeah, the Queen Mary followed you here.

(chuckling)

- Funny.

- Now scuttle her.

(intense music)

(engine growling)

Something the matter, kid?

- That was the Sea Eagle out of the Presus Marina, right?

- Right.

You're a regular marina encyclopedia,

anybody every tell you that?

- Look, Scow, I know the owner of that boat, John Woods.

- [Scow] So?

- So the only way you'll ever get that boat

away from him is to kill him.

- You pull in that line while I get this stuff put away.

- What do you got in the case, Mr. Scow?

Sure as hell isn't all that bonito we ain't been catching.

- You're gonna pull in that line.

(intense music)

(doorbell ringing)

- Who is it?

- [Man] It's your lover.

- It's my day off.

- It was your day off.

- Should have locked the door.

- Hey, glad to see you using my Christmas present.

- No, it still works after all this time,

believe it or not.

What's up?

- Ah, I got a call from the Coast Guard.

Seems they

found a cabin cruiser, scuttled.

- That sounds like the crime of the century already.

- Well, the only thing is when it took off, Pepper,

there were three people aboard.

One was a stockbroker, a young guy named Woods,

his fiancee, a model, and a bogus crew member.

- How bogus?

- Well, they found the guy who should have been manning her,

wasted.

So his killer obviously went onboard in his place.

They don't know what happened next

except that when they located the boat,

they didn't locate the three people.

- Who don't you help yourself to a beer?

- Our divers went down to have a look.

Somebody had disconnected the water intake manifold,

and just pumped her full of seawater.

- Then why didn't it sink completely?

- Not this boat, Sergeant Anderson.

It's equipped with a special flotation collar right here.

So she took on water up to the bridge, but that was it.

- I tell you what I'd like to do, Commander.

I'd like to have our own lab men take a look at her.

- Sure thing.

- What do you make of it?

- Piracy, drug trafficking.

- Mm-hmm, and now homicide.

A Juan Segaris, and that couple probably.

- We've had six other boats missing and not recovered,

so we sent out a special bulletin

to alert the boat owners.

Looks like we missed this one.

- I got a couple of guys out looking for Jack O'Malley.

The harbor detective tells me he knows more about boats

and owners than anybody in this area, is that true?

- Yeah, but good luck if you can find him.

He's been into the booze for about a year now.

So he could be anywhere in the area,

or in any skid row on the coast.

- Would he know something if he were sober?

- Sober, oh yeah.

- Whitfield?

- Yo.

- I'm McManus.

- How do you do?

So how much further down can you go in this one

than you can this old one, huh?

- Look, you study diving in your own time.

I'm interested in finding my son.

- Whoa, partner.

It just helps, you know, to know a little bit

about a lot of things in my business.

Your boy, Scott.

How long did you say he was missing?

- Well, he's not exactly missing.

Not in the true sense.

- And why'd you call me?

- Look, my boy and me, we had a disagreement

about how to conduct a salvage operation.

He took off, and I,

well, I'd like to patch things up.

- Yeah, when was that, when'd he take off?

- Oh, a few weeks ago.

- Where'd he go?

- I heard he signed up on a fishing boat in this area,

runs up and down the coast.

- What's the name of it?

- There're over 100 of them sailing out of here.

And I just don't have the time to do any more checking

than I've already done.

- Oh, I see.

But you're willing to pay a private investigator $150 a day

and expenses just to babysit your boy?

He's 20 years old, he's 20 years old, isn't he?

- Whitfield. - Yeah?

- Please.

Look, I called his girlfriend.

She's real worried, too.

- What's her name?

- Karen, Karen Walters.

- Where do I find her?

- She works in a cafe on Chaput.

Right across from Land's End.

- (scoffs) What'd you say his name was?

- O'Malley, Jack O'Malley.

- The cops usually pay a little cash for information,

is that correct?

- (chuckles) You been watching a little television, huh?

Well, how about a five.

- Well, thanks.

- What about O'Malley now, the information, huh?

- Well, I'm new down around here,

I just got in from Portland, but I've heard the name.

So if you just keep asking around,

I'd have settled for a deuce.

- Hmm, O'Malley.

- That's right.

- Well, you said Jack, I know a Jackson.

- Jackson O'Malley, we're trying to locate him.

- Oh, he's in pretty bad shape, that one is.

- We've heard,

any idea where?

- Well, there's a couple of flophouses he's been favoring

the last couple of months.

- Got some names?

- Yeah, the Star and the Waldorf Square.

You could check out either one of them.

- Thank you, good buddy.

(bright piano music)

- Scow's the one on the bridge.

- Scott hired on as a hand, huh?

- Yes.

- Where was he headed?

- They were gonna fish the waters off the Baja.

- How come you know that and his daddy didn't?

- Scott didn't want him to know.

He asked a lot of people not to tell him if he asked.

Want some more coffee?

- Little bit.

When'd you hear from him last?

- He called from San Diego Saturday.

- That's good, what did he have to say?

Sit down.

- Nothing much.

A little personal stuff, you know.

But I could tell something was wrong.

He sounded,

well, scared.

You know what a Seal is?

Not the animal, a Navy Seal.

- Yeah, like frogmen.

- Yeah, exactly, only tougher.

Well, Scott spent two years in Vietnam

at the end of the war, in a Seal unit.

And he doesn't scare easily.

- What are Scow and the rest of the crew like?

- I don't know, they only been around here

a little over a year, and pretty much loners.

- Why'd Scott have a fight with his dad?

- I don't know.

- He musta told you something.

- Only that his father had lost sight of his values,

like Scott put it,

and he wanted to protect him.

- Two joggers found him washed up on the beach.

Looks like the sharks already got to him.

- Geez, how'd you ever identify that?

- He was wearing these.

- Scott McManus, U.S. Navy.

Cause of death?

- Probably drowning.

We won't know till after the autopsy.

- You know, the Sea Eagle was scuttled

about a half mile offshore, could he have been on it?

- Sure, he could've.

He probably went over the side before she went down.

I don't know what the kid was into, do you?

- Nope, sure don't.

- Mr. McManus, can you tell me where your son

was working recently?

- Nah.

- The sign outside says McManus and Son.

Now, Scott was a part of this business.

- I'm sure you've snooped around enough to know

my boy took off three weeks ago.

- Can you tell me why?

- It's none of your business.

You just find out who killed him.

That's what you cops are paid for,

not to pry into our private lives.

- Mr. McManus, that's what I'm trying to do, sir,

to find out who killed him.

That's why I'm asking these questions.

Sir, the Coast Guard has located a cabin cruiser,

the Sea Eagle.

It was scuttled about a half a mile off the coast.

Do you have any idea,

do you know if Scott ever worked on the Sea Eagle?

- Scott probably worked on half the boats down here

at one time or another.

He's been around them all his life.

- Why would anybody want to scuttle

a $175,000 cabin cruiser?

Any idea, sir?

- When will Scott's body be available

- I'm really not sure, sir.

I can find out for you.

- Ah, please,

I'd like to be alone.

(intense music)

- Thank you very much.

- Chuck Whitfield.

Oh?

I want to leave a message for him.

Have him call me right away.

My name's McManus.

He has my number.

It's important.

(intense music)

Here's 5,000. Find out who murdered my son.

- Listen, if you're so sure it's murder,

why don't you take it to the police?

They're working on it.

- I don't need to find out if, just who.

When you've got a name, call me.

And start with John Scow.

Word's out now Scott was last seen on his boat.

Also, my boy took some of my personal property

with him when he left.

- What kind of property?

- A chest, a little smaller than that one.

I want it back.

- He's dead and you want me to find a chest.

- There are ways, and it's important to me.

It contains

personal belongings, family things.

- Things he wanted to protect you from?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- You got a strange way of showing grief for your boy.

- Watch your step.

- Thought you said the Waldorf.

- Well, with the money that Crowley pays off in information,

this is the best we get.

- We better find him before they tear this place down.

- Yeah, the guy said six.

- This floor may go any minute.

- Six.

Hey, hey, hey, O'Malley.

Hey, O'Malley!

Come on, sport, come on.

- Okay. - Come on.

Hey buddy, wake up.

- You think that's him?

- It smells like him.

Come on, he fits the description.

Come on, he's out.

Come on, buddy.

- Let's get him out of here fast.

- Come on now, come on, it's alright.

(O'Malley muttering)

Come on, go with me, come on, ah, come on now.

- I don't even know you.

- Come on, ah, it's a heavy one.

Come on, now, come on.

Whew, pull the door at least, will you?

- Who are you?

- I got it, it's alright. - There.

- Morning.

- Morning.

- Morning, Captain Scow?

- Yeah.

- I'm Sergeant Crowley with the police department,

this is Investigator Royster.

- Yeah, Crowley and Royster, that has a nice ring to it.

- Yeah, do you think so?

- Mind if we come aboard?

- Sure.

Delgado, Tobin,

get over and pick up those pots already.

Take a good look around, Sergeant, it's just a fishing boat.

- Yeah, I haven't been on a boat

since I got out of the Navy.

- Except everything over six feet was a ship, right?

- Yeah, that's right.

- Well, what can I do for you?

- Just discovered the body of a Scott McManus,

washed up on the beach.

And we've been asking questions, and we just heard

that he was a member of the crew here on the Sea Sport.

- Yeah, was, for a couple of short runs.

Nice kid.

Word around is here he drowned, he fell off a boat,

that was it.

- This boat, maybe?

- Hey, that sounds almost like some sort of,

what do they call it, an accusation?

- It's a very simple question, Mr. Scow,

and you can either answer yes or no.

- Or I could refuse to answer it completely.

- Yeah, you could.

But then,

the Coast Guard

could hold a special board of inquiry, too.

- Okay, okay.

McManus,

he hired on

a couple of weeks ago for a percentage of the cash.

We fished the Coronados.

After a week and two runs of no fish,

we pull into San Diego,

the kid shoved off, said he wanted to try his luck

on another boat, that's it.

- Would you call it a coincidence that his body

was recovered up here, I mean, north,

within 24 hours after you returned to port?

- You call it what you want.

Last time I saw the kid was in San Diego.

- Okay, Scow, you know, I think I will

take you up on that offer to look around.

- Sure.

Just as soon as you can produce a search warrant.

(intense music)

- Well, if it ain't Crowley, old sport.

- Come on, come on.

(spluttering)

It's pea soup.

Come on, a little more.

- Uh, wait a minute.

Who are you?

- You are in a real bed eating real soup.

- It's not spiked.

- You need more salt.

- No, no.

I'll tell you what I need.

I need for you to take your pretty little body

down to the corner, and get me some sour mash.

Get me a little container, any brand that's handy

on the shelf, see, I...

- Now hold on a minute.

You go back in that bottle,

you're gonna be a dead man in a month.

You don't want that, do you?

- Where'd he come from?

I mean, who, who, who, who are you people?

- We picked you up yesterday, we're police officers.

(spluttering)

Now even if you could stand up, don't try it, Mr. O'Malley.

Okay, just relax.

- What did I do?

- Nothing.

- Well, since when do police officers

run facilities like this for old wore-out sailors?

- Since we need your help.

- (chuckling) You need my help.

I'm gonna tell you one thing, honey,

you gotta be flat desperate.

- Hey, Bo. - Yeah.

Hello.

Mr. O'Malley, I'm Sergeant Crowley, how you doing?

- He's doing a lot better than yesterday.

- You have any luck with Scow?

- Scow tells me the last time he saw the McManus boy

was in San Diego.

- McManus.

Scott.

- Yeah, that's right, you know him?

- I sure do.

I took him to sea for the first time when he was,

I don't know, eight, nine.

He is some kind of a sailor man.

- He's dead, Mr. O'Malley.

Now he might have drowned,

but we think maybe not.

- Oh, no.

No, no way that boy drowned, why,

he could swim from here to yonder in four foot waves.

Is that why you brought me here?

- We're talking to everybody in the area, Mr. O'Malley.

You happen to know a guy named John Scow.

- Well, let me put it this way.

Don't invite him and me to the same party, alright?

- Can you suggest any place we might go

to find out more about this guy, John Scow?

- Are you gonna let me out of here?

- We'll let you go.

- Well, in that case, I would suggest that you

watch his boat,

and keep an eye on the Rusty Bucket.

That's the bar down there by the harbor.

Where sailors drink, sailors talk.

(hammering)

(intense music)

(jazz music)

- [Tobin] Three beers, miss.

(crowd chattering)

- Yeah, yeah, well, we should be ready to offload

sometime after midnight.

- What about the cops?

- Oh, yes.

- There we go.

- Yeah, oh!

You filthy broad, you've got me all wet!

- Hey, hey, hey, take it easy, Tobin!

Take it easy, come on. - Break it, oh.

- I'm sorry, sir.

- Well, I don't suppose you remember me.

(intense music)

- Whoa, whoa.

Where you going, big boy?

- What do you want?

- I just wanna talk to you.

- What about?

- Well, about some of your dummy friends in there,

and a kid named McManus.

- Lose yourself, clown.

- Being nasty now.

- Now you stay out of my way, you hear.

- Alright, alright, forget it, hey, how you been?

Don't get up now.

Just wanna talk to you.

- They'll kill me.

- After you tell me everything you know,

you can just take a trip somewhere, you know,

and you won't get hurt that way.

- It was locked, how'd you get in?

- Well, I never threw that key away.

- Make yourself at home.

- Well, I'm trying, why don't you

take your coat off and stay awhile.

- Thanks, I thought you'd never ask.

What brings you to town?

- Hmm, I can't understand why Crowley

doesn't make a move for you.

- You never let up, do you?

- No.

- What brings you to town?

- Well, I heard you were down on your luck,

going through some hard times.

So I thought I'd check it out.

And I know you can do better than the Rusty Bucket.

- Yeah, you can do better than Toe-in-Sock, Texas yourself.

- Now, that's a good little town.

Who've you been seeing, you been dating somebody?

- Oh, Paul Newman calls, two, three times a week, you know?

- Newman, can't.

- The blue, blue eyes.

- Missed you.

- Oh, I know.

I could tell from all those letters and phone calls.

Oh, my, and the flowers.

And telegrams, the place was flooded.

How could you afford it?

Let's not play games.

We never did, so let's not start now, okay?

- Okay.

Here's to John Scow.

- I don't get it.

- I'm gonna help you out.

Now I saw Crowley down on his boat,

and I saw you in that dumb wig, in your undercover outfit

in that dive.

And I used to play cop not too long ago, if you remember.

- You know, I always did love to listen to you talk.

- You do, well, listen.

I got a message for Crowley.

Want you to give it to him,

but don't you tell him where it come from, you understand?

I don't know why,

but we, I just can't,

we just don't hit it off.

- Do you want me to call him now?

- Mmm.

- Yeah, I,

I better.

- Yeah.

(intense music)

(beeping)

(intense music)

(engine growling)

- Everything went smooth.

- Where's Tobin?

- I think he split, maybe he got scared.

- I spotted the Coast Guard, shove off.

(engine revving)

- Well, the way he took off,

something must have gone down.

- Any idea what they're up to?

- No.

No, our undercover policewoman overheard

part of the conversation about this rendezvous

and the location, I don't know.

- It's your show, call the shot.

- Follow the cruiser.

- Headquarters to Point View.

Take the cruiser into custody for questioning.

I'm sending helicopter support to pick up the fisher.

(intense music)

- Okay, okay, yeah, you come up with anything else,

let me know, will you?

Get this a little bit wet.

- I heard it on the way in.

You got skunked, huh?

- Yeah, that was the Coast Guard.

The cruiser outran their cutter.

Of San Carlos Island under 10 feet of water.

- What about the owner?

- Oh, it doesn't mean anything.

It was stolen from Marcos Island.

- And Scow's boat, was it clean?

- We'll never know.

After the chopper spotted it, we couldn't go aboard.

I still didn't have a paper.

I tell you one thing, that Scow's a cool guy.

When I questioned him about the speedboat

pulling up alongside, he said the guy

had tried to buy some lobsters from him.

He even had lobster traps set in the water.

- Mmm.

- Alright, let's go over it again, I wanna hear it.

I wanna hear every word you ever heard in that bar

yesterday about the rendezvous.

- I didn't overhear anything worthwhile at the bar.

- Well, where did you hear it?

- I got it from Chuck.

He told me last night when I got home

from the Rusty Bucket.

- Chuck?

Chuck who?

- Chuck Whitfield.

(blues music)

- Karen, I'm sorry about Scott.

- I know.

Was he murdered?

- Well, the autopsy report said he was struck on the head.

He didn't drown.

- This came

a few days after Scott left.

He,

just wanted to let me know why he was going.

There's more.

Oh, I've been in a fog since it came.

Like it says, he doesn't want me to show it to anyone.

When I talked to him later, he said I,

I just wanted you to know what was happening.

What am I gonna do with it, Chuck?

- I'd like to

hold on to this for a while, if I can.

- [Announcer] Dr. Gowers, please report

to the information desk. - Hey.

- Glad to see you guys, he's into me

for my next paycheck already.

(O'Malley chuckling)

- Is he really?

- I know a guy bought a little house

with his exact mood.

So how's Scott and his group doing?

- Mr. O'Malley, we got a proposition for you.

How would you like to put to sea again?

- In what?

- We've arranged for you to use this boat

that was seized by Customs in San Diego.

And we've changed the documentation and everything.

We just want you to spread the word around Land's End

that you're looking for a crew and some work.

- Oh, chummin', huh, I mean, I'm gonna be the bait.

- You're gonna be the bait.

Your doctor says you're okay,

and we'll cover you around the clock.

- Let's get one thing straight up front.

We're asking you.

- Dr. Frank Askin... - If you don't like it,

say so. - Room 224 please.

- You find Tobin?

- No.

But I don't think the cops have him.

- Yeah, I don't like it, something spooked that creep.

- Think we oughta call this trip off?

- Oh, we can't, everything's moving now.

Look, get a new boat ready, at least a 24-footer.

I'll work out a new rendezvous location later.

Make sure you're not followed.

- Right.

(bright music)

- Just stay there, Whitfield, I wanna talk to you.

Honey, how about a cup of coffee?

Now, I wanna know...

- I wanna know.

You know, Crowley, you don't ever change.

- I wanna know where you got your information on Scow,

that rendezvous this morning.

- You know, when I was a cop down in Texas,

I wouldn't even ask them stupid questions.

- Yeah, well, you're not a cop in Texas now, pal, so...

- No, I ain't, and you ain't my pal either, Crowley,

so don't call me pal.

Walk around half-cocked all the time.

That's why she won't marry you.

- (scoffs) I love the way you just make

your little pit stop every couple of years.

Expect Pepper just to drop whatever she's doing, that's,

what are you some kind of an expert on what's good for her?

- You got a problem.

I tell you what your problem is.

- My problem?

- Yeah, you got a problem.

See, you don't have the ability to show

your true feelings for her.

And you're sitting back very comfortable

seeing a little relationship where there's no commitment.

But let someone else show a little interest,

and old play-it-safe Crowley starts feeling threatened.

- Hi!

I hear you're looking for work.

Is your boat for hire?

- Well, depends on what for.

- I wanna haul a load of shrimp up from Guaymas.

Are you interested?

- Uh-huh.

- What do you use for a crew?

- Well, I got a mate.

- Okay, get her fueled up and ready to go,

we'll shove off at 1600 tomorrow.

- You didn't say anything about money.

- Oh, that's right.

How about $100 a ton.

- Mm-hmm.

- Good.

Oh, in case I have to contact you,

you sleep onboard, don't you?

- Well, it sure beats sleeping in the water, don't it?

- (chuckles) It sure does, I'll see you.

(intense music)

- You say he sleeps in the boat?

- Mm-hmm.

- Well, if you pour on the coal,

you oughta be back a couple hours after dawn,

we'll meet right here.

- Right.

- Hey, you're not gonna get me on this thing,

I get seasick just looking at them.

- It's tied up, it's not gonna move.

- Yeah, I thought you said it didn't move.

What about Delgado?

- Well, he wants this boat ready at 1600 hours tomorrow.

Wants me to haul some shrimp from Guaymas.

The only thing is that this is not the shrimp-carrying boat.

So I would think that they are up to something.

- Sounds good.

How're you doing?

- What you really mean is,

have I had a drink yet, huh?

- I feel that I added a little extra pressure on you.

- No.

No pressure.

Maybe this is just what it took.

Been a long, long time.

Wish I could kick it.

- How long you been on the sauce?

- Too long.

Ever since

my wife died.

Lovely lady.

She was really my strength.

We didn't have any kids.

I lost everything,

they finally took the boat away from me.

Tell you one thing.

You can't skipper a fishing boat when you're

drunk.

(intense music)

- We got company.

- Okay, Pop, plans have changed.

Crank her up while I pull in the lines.

And your little barmaid friend there can be your mate.

- You said 1600 hours.

- I said shove off, now.

(intense music)

(intense music)

Slow her down, put it on automatic pilot.

(engine throttling down)

Now get back there with her.

Move!

(intense music)

- You alright?

- Yeah, I'm okay. - Good.

Now what?

- Now you and your friend

are gonna take a little swim.

- You a good sailor?

Because unless you understand that reckoning,

you're never gonna keep that rendezvous.

- What the hell are you talking about?

- Well, the compass,

the direction finder, navigational aid

I'm afraid are not working too good.

I mean, I started to well, you know,

tinker around with them.

I guess I lost my touch.

- Why, you dirty...

- She's sick.

Now you better untie her if you wanna keep that meet.

(intense music)

(hammering)

(phone ringing)

- Sergeant, that possible on the radar

turned out to be a fisher out of Guaymas.

- That's great.

Tell me something.

How much longer is it gonna take you guys

to cover that area?

If we pinpoint it correctly, an hour,

hour and a half more.

- That's great, she's been out there eight hours now.

(phone ringing)

- Sergeant, I'm being asked, how is it possible

they pirated the boat when the police were watching it?

- You guys wanna tell him?

- Well, personally we just thought that O'Malley

was taking Pepper for a ride around the harbor.

(intense music)

(intense music)

- [Scow] Why did you bring him?

- What else could I do?

He screwed up all the navigation equipment.

- You should have stayed with your bottle.

Well, maybe you'd prefer a burial at sea.

- I'll take care of him.

- Best chance we're gonna have is in the water.

- I'm not that good a swimmer.

- Just do what I tell you and hang tight, honey.

(intense music)

- Alright, drop it.

Blow your guts out.

- Well, he did say it was one of the biggest busts

in the history of the department.

- I don't know, as far as I'm concerned

it's a case for homicide.

We got four people dead.

That weed seizure's gotta be incidental to that.

- Well, there had to be more people involved.

Has anybody else been caught?

- San Francisco P.D. picked up a confederate

named Tobin, male Caucasian, this morning.

- Incidentally, I, well, at this point it's just a rumor,

but I've heard that for your assistance

in this investigation,

Treasury's thinking about returning your old boat to you.

- My old boat?

- Jack, why didn't you tell us that Scow

had bought it from you and changed the name to Sea Sport?

- Hmm.

It more or less, you know, just kind of a personal thing.

I guess I, actually, I guess I don't like to see

a lady's name changed.

- Crowley.

I got something important I wanna talk to you about.

Okay, go ahead, open it.

We'd both like to see what's inside.

- I paid you good money.

- Yeah, you did.

First to find your boy's killer, they're in jail.

Second to find your property, and there it is.

So open it.

- Open it.

- Well, then, I'll open it.

What do you think, Mr. McManus, about $10 million worth?

- Was it worth your boy's life?

- I'm gonna read you your constitutional rights.

- I don't know what happened to my old man, Karen.

When I found out he'd gone into the drug business, too,

something inside of me burst.

I remembered a few buddies in 'Nam,

how the lousy heroin ruined them.

And so I took a chest he had, and I hid it.

Then he ended up with more crooks and got killed.

World sure is ironic sometimes.

Pretty sickening.

- Yeah.

But, we've got you in it,

so it kind of balances it out.

- You and your sweet talk, you know.

I know you don't mean it,

and I fall for it every time. (chuckling)

- Just keep falling.

- What's with you and Crowley?

- Well, we're both interested in the same thing.

You, my doll.

- That's why you called me once...

- I'm interrupting something?

- No, nothing you haven't interrupted before.

- Good.

You ready?

- Where are we going?

- O'Malley is so tickled to have his boat back,

he wants you and me to be the first visitors.

- Oh, that's great.

- Sure.

- Are you coming with us?

- Well, he said you and him.

- It's probably a little crowded,

but I guess we can squeeze you in.

- What is it, a christening or something?

- Yeah, he's naming it the One for the Road.

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