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MICHAEL MONTEGO: Come on, baby.

Do it for me one more time.

[moans]
That's it.

Make it hurt.

Do it.
Yeah.

Make it hurt Do it.

JILLIAN BORSON: I can't.
- Yes, you can.

Come on.

Feel the pain.

Let it hurt.

Let it burn.

[grunts]

You can.

Yeah.

All right, good job.

Nice work.

Now, let's try some
closed grip pull downs.

Michael, am I
making any progress?

I feel like I've plateaued.

Come on, look at
this definition.

Look how you're cutting up.

Yeah?

Boy, you certainly know
how to work a girl out.

Let's do those
closed grips, huh?

DAN BORSON: What the
hell is going on here?

Dan!

Hey, we were just
talking about you.

Yeah, I bet.

You're home awfully
early, darling.

Did the market crash?

I guess we're finished, Michael.

You just about wore me out.

Come on, Dan.

You can't think--

No, you can't think.

We're about business
around here.

You want to lose that business?

Jillian?

Jillian?

Jillian?

You're jealous?

You going to tell me you
haven't been hammering Michael?

I will if you'll believe it.

I believed you when you told
me about your secretary, Beth,

didn't I?
But you lied.

I told you it was over
between Beth and me.

So you boff the
trainer for revenge?

You have a dirty mind, Daniel.

But then, that's what
I love about you.

There is nothing
happening with Michael.

[tense music]

We've had our fight, so
why don't we make up, huh?

I will never
let you go, never.

I can't live without you.

Till death do us part.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, that's the
promise we made, remember?

Till death do us part.

[theme music]

RITA LEE LANCE: When
I was a little girl,

my mother used to tell me,
never judge a book by its cover.

I think that's one of those
things you don't really

appreciate until you're older.

When you realize that everything
is glossed over to look

better than it actually is.

And as any homicide
cop will tell you,

this is especially
true with people.

CHRIS LORENZO: Not my type.

RITA LEE LANCE: Please.

Not my type.

Although, that is
a nice back end.

And well, classic headlights
are classic headlights.

But you know what kind of
maintenance those babies need.

Mm-hm.

Not on my salary.

Some people buy
cars in three hours,

you take three
months to buy a car.

What does that say about me?

Trust me, you
don't want to know.

It says that I am
discerning, all right.

I won't buy junk.

And this is what
you call junk?

Plastic.

Welcome to the '90s, dude.

See, now, this car
looks good, right?

Mm-hm, yeah.

Yeah, it's a nice looking car.

But it's been neutered so
it won't go fast, all right.

It's got the road personality
of warm milk, it's overpriced,

and you pray that you don't
hit a crosswind in a fast turn.

[buzz] Other than
that, it's perfect.

So basically, you're
looking for a Sherman tank.

Too much.

I'll settle for a little muscle.

Addendum: remember to merge
the Weiner and Rutenberg

accounts to reflect
their acquisition

of Jackson Industries.

Which if you ask
me, was a total dog.

Uh, Beth, don't--
don't transcribe that

into the account, all right?

[tense music]

Personal note, remember to
confirm that Monday meeting

with David Schwartz of the SEC.

Oh, what I wouldn't do to
get out of that meeting.

[yells]

It's all right, Mrs. Borson.

You just take as
long as you need.

Saturday would have
been our 10th anniversary.

I am so sorry.

Can you tell me what happened?

I, uh, I went shopping.

Daniel was dressing to
work out when I left.

Did he always come
home so early in the day?

No, he said today
was really light.

We made love.

I'm sorry.

Then I went to do some
errands and the shopping.

And Daniel wanted to work out.

He was really into his training.

And when I came home,
I went into the gym

and I saw him lying there.

Oh, god, it was awful.

Hey, Dr. Weinstein
said this guy's been

dead a couple of hours, max.

Crushed trachea.

The Borson's have a personal
trainer who makes house calls.

He canceled his session today,
so Borson went it alone.

Fatal mistake, huh?

Maybe.
Maybe.

Well, the textbooks say
accidental death, case closed.

What does Chris Lorenzo say.

Check this out.

I'm impressed.

No, now, he goes
to reset the bar,

it slips, crushes his trachea.

Plausible, yeah.

No, no.

When Borson was found, his legs
were under the leg extension

bar, just like mine are now.

Which means he was
doing legs, not chest.

Also, now, if he was trying
to do chest, it's ridiculous,

this is much too awkward.

Which means,
somebody helped him.

Which means murder.

Case open.

LT. HUDSON: Wanted:
muscle car with a kick.

This your ad, Lorenzo?

Yeah, how'd you know?

You gave the department's
business number.

We've had eight calls already.

Eight calls?

I'm working double shifts
for Smitty this week

and I didn't want
to miss any calls.

How long does the ad run?

Indefinitely.

Change it.

Where are you on
the Borson homicide?

Well, we're on our way to go
see their personal trainer now.

Maybe he can tell us
if Jillian Borson is

strong enough to
drop a 150 pound

barbell on her husband's neck.

So the wife's
playing the hot corner?

I'll tell you what,
we've got this trainer

right on the list next to her.

These home workouts, all kinds
of muscles get exercised.

OK.

OK.

Lorenzo, I swear to you, if
that ad's the same tomorrow,

you'll be on
switchboard for a month.

You know people get paid
to work in places like this?

Yeah, I read about
this personal trainer

in Hollywood that makes
$200 for half an hour.

Well, I tell you
what, only in Hollywood.

Any place that sells more
mineral water than beer

is suspect in my book.

These tanning beds,
I don't get it.

People pay money to lay down
these little fluorescent

coffins, doesn't make any sense.

They got as much sun
as we get, you know?

That's true.
[tires screeching]

Whoa!

Cotton!

COTTON DUNN: You guys join
the club two for one program?

Cotton, you are an adolescent.

Is this your car, Cotton?

Oh!

Come on, Chris, it was a joke.

No, Cotton, I mean
is this your car?

Well, yeah, I got
the registration,

insurance, totally legal.

When did you get it?

Well, about two weeks ago.

A guy owed me some
money on a scam--

on a business transaction,
couldn't pay up,

so I took the car in trade.

[whistles] 66
Dodge Charger Hemi.

Oh, man, this kind of
stuff never happens to me.

You like this car?

What are you kidding me?

Cotton, this car is a classic.

How much?
- How much what?

How much did he owe you?

$5,000.

$5,000.

Five-- Oh, man, this kind of
stuff never happens to me.

[music playing]

All right, girls.

And step, and step,
and step, and step.

Come on, friends, get down!

Gotta get down.

You gotta reach--

Yoo-hoo, we're down here.

Yes, ma'am.

Michael Montego?

You have found him
and he is pleased.

We're detectives
Lance and Lorenzo.

We'd like to speak with
you about Daniel Borson.

Uh, two more sets, Steve.

And don't lock forward.

Unbelievable, isn't it?

He and his wife, Jillian,
are regulars here.

Roaming around
early this morning.

I understand you work
on both of them privately.

You canceled your appointment
with Mr. Borson yesterday, why?

I fit in my personal clients
nights and my days off.

One of the other trainers called
in sick and I had to come in.

So I canceled with Danny.

Did you know Daniel
Borson very well?

In a way.

Daniel and I spent two
hours a week together.

Talked each other
through a lot of changes.

What kind of changes?

When I'm in
someone's home, egging

them on, pushing them to new
limits, they learn to trust me.

My business is based
as much on discretion

as it is on anything else.

Mr. Montego, we
have reason to believe

that Daniel Borson's death
may not have been an accident.

This is confidential
information, so anything

that you can tell us, even
if it doesn't seem important,

it may help us.

He was having an affair
with his secretary.

His wife found out and
hit the fan, big time.

If you know what I mean.

Hm.

Thanks.

100% natural, 1,000%
mine, original recipe.

LARRY: Stop selling, Cotton,
you know I'm interested.

But I'll need to
see a business plan.

I'll tell it to you.

We market the juice on cable TV.

Direct access to the
customer, low overhead,

instant collectability
through credit card orders.

And you want $10,000?

Upfront capital in exchange
for 10% of the company.

Dross into gold, Larry.

All right, I'll
have the accounts

cut you a check tomorrow.

Say, bring it by Friday.

And Larry, keep it quiet.

I'd hate for every
unsophisticated member

of this club begging
for a position.

Christopher, my man, how
about a nice refreshing

glass of Uncle Cotton's
Body Shot, the all natural

pick me up.

What are you up to, Cotton?

Step right up, ladies and
gentlemen, and take a bash

at the American entrepreneur.

Last of a dying breed, willing
to use brains and vision

to create a better world.

Franklin, Anderson, Mr.
Coffee, and now Dunn.

Take a taste.

[coughs]

That's good, Cotton.

Thank you.

That'll be $3.

$3, huh?

One, two, three.

Anything else
I can do for you?

Four, five.

I want to buy the car.

The Charger.

That very same car.

I'll pay you what the
guy who dumped it on you

owed yeah, five grand.

I hate to take
advantage of you, Chris.

Just think about it, OK?

Think about it.

Oh, I will.

I will.

BETH SNOW: Yes, I was
Mr. Borson's secretary.

But I don't understand why
you want to talk to me.

Miss.

Snow, we're sorry
about your loss.

But there's really no easy
way to dance around this.

We understand that
you and Daniel Borson

were having an affair.

He loved me.

Do you know anyone who
might have wanted him dead.

- Only his wife.
- That is a lie!

That tramp will do
anything to ruin my life.

Then you knew
about the affair?

Yes.

Daniel himself told me
about it a month ago.

CHRIS LORENZO: What did he say?

He said she went
crazy and threw things.

It was so unnerving that
he was afraid to tell her

he wanted to divorce.

I was the one who
brought up the divorce.

He cried like a baby
and begged for me

to give him another chance.

Daniel said it hadn't been
a marriage for a long time.

He cried in my arms
one night, despondent

that he'd thrown the best
years of his life away.

Uneducated, soulless,
whore, trapped him with sex.

Apparently, she was
willing to do anything.

His wife was kinky.

She liked to tie him up
and really sick stuff.

Daniel wasn't like that.

He just wanted to be held.

To be loved.

He described her as
cloying, out for the money.

His wife married him
because of his money.

She even made him
increase his life insurance

policy to a million dollars.

There is nothing
wrong with that.

Daniel is the only breadwinner.

If something should
happen to him-- oh, God!

[sobs] The money is to be
used to keep the house.

She's rich now.

Which is all she ever wanted.

With Daniel dead, I've
lost the one thing

I ever really cared about.

No matter what Beth says,
Daniel and I were in love.

Their affair was over.

He had made up his
mind to divorce Jillian.

We decided to move
away, start over.

Beth couldn't stand the
thought of being jilted.

I hate to say this, but
I think she killed him.

Jillian's attitude was,
if she couldn't have him,

no one could.

I think she killed
her own husband.

Classic love
triangle turns deadly.

So what do you
think, Lieutenant?

Two suspects.

Not bad for a day's work.

What are you going
to do for an encore?

Whittle it down to one.

[tense music]

So who gets your bet?

I think I will
keep my money in CDs.

Both Jillian and
Beth loved Borson,

both were afraid of losing him,
and both had a twisted logic

for killing him.

I think you hit the key word.

What's that, logic?

No, both.

See, they're both
sick of his lying,

they're sick of
his games, and they

decided to kill him together.

So yesterday was just--

It was a charade, it was a
crock to throw us off track.

What is that, is
that Agatha Christie?

Yeah, either that
or Sherlock Holmes.

I'm not sure which one.

Did you find anything out in the
the interrogation transcripts?

Yeah, yeah.

You know how both
women mentioned

that Borson was in financial
trouble over the last year.

Right?

Must've been pretty important
for both of them to mention it,

all of these months later,
during a murder investigation.

That's a good point.

I think we should start
by talking to Borson's

partner, Mel Landau.

OK, I've got to make a
quick phone call first.

Sure.

"Muscle Car Restoration?"

"Four On The Floor?"

"Hot Rods For Hot Men?"

[phone ring]

COTTON DUNN: (on recording)
Hi, Cotton's not in right now,

but you are.

So please do and I will.

[beep]

CHRIS LORENZO: (on recording)
Yeah, Cotton, this is Chris.

Listen, have you
given any more thought

about selling the Charger?

Now, I'm telling you, I've
got a $5,000 check here.

It's hot, you get on the horn.

Call me, Cotton.

COTTON DUNN: Yeah, I
figure Chris is no fool.

Knows the bargain
when he sees one.

Offering me five grand, huh!

Well, what do you think.

A real Picasso.

A classic?

Mint condition?

A bunch of shapes and
parts that don't belong

stuck together.

What is this thing,
a class project?

Everybody brings in a
different piece of dad's car?

Worth five grand?

[laughs] Two.

And that's if you
chop it up for parts.

As is?

$1,500, tops.

Tops?

Here are your messages, Mr.
Landau, I'm going to lunch.

Thank you.

OK, detectives?

Let's just get
something on the record

before we go any further.

I love Daniel Borson
like a brother.

He was my partner for 15
years and a kinder man

you'll never meet.

But?

But he was a wimp.

I mean, most women, they
beat him into the ground.

I mean, he had this fantasy that
he could satisfy both of them,

lead a double life.

But he couldn't.

With Jillian and Beth?

It's like fire and ice.

You knew his wife well?

I was the best man
at their wedding.

And it didn't bother
you that he was having

an affair with your secretary?

I advised against it.

I mean, but Daniel
was a big boy.

Even with friends, there's some
lines you just don't cross.

Besides, it didn't
effect business.

But we understand
that your company

was in trouble with the
Security Exchange Commission.

You familiar with
the stock market?

Not really, no.

If the client wants us
to buy a particular stock,

we execute the order for him.

With trades large
enough, there's

a good chance the
price will go up

as the market perceives demand.

So Daniel purchased stocks
for himself before he placed

the order for the clients.

That's right.

And then he sold immediately
thereafter for sure

a sure fire gain.

It's called front running.

That's insider
trading, isn't it?

Luckily, Daniel got cold
feet and he turned himself in.

Otherwise, SEC would have
put us out of business.

As it was, they fined
us down to the bone.

I forced Daniel to cover his
penalties with his savings.

How badly did
that hurt Daniel?

Wiped him out.

He could hardly afford
his house payments.

He just started to
rebuild when he died.

And Jillian, she'd
be lucky if she

could scrape up car payments.

I feel pretty bad
about all this.

So I'm going to make
provisions take care of her.

Did you know
that Mr. Borson had

a million dollar life
insurance policy with Jillian

as the sole beneficiary?

No, no, I didn't.

You think she killed
him, don't you?

We're going to want
to see all the accounts

that Borson was
working on when he

was killed, if you don't mind.

Sure.

I'll have Beth put
it together for you.

It's going to take a
couple hours, though.

Thank you, Mr. Landau.

We're sorry to intrude
under the circumstances.

You're welcome.

Thanks.

Welcome back.

You know, Detective Lorenzo,
if you give me a couple hours

a week, I can get you
into some kind of shape.

If everything's under
control here, Sergeant Lance,

I'm going to go and
check up on Cotton.

OK.

[music playing]

[trainer yelling]

[tense music]

I take it you didn't come
back because of my animal musk.

No, Mr. Montego.

But you definitely would
be easy to find in a crowd.

Maybe I should
shower before we talk.

No, don't worry about it.

I think I can handle it.

Take me home or ask me
a question, Detective.

Listen, I really
appreciate your tip

on Borson and the secretary.

But now I need something
just as personal.

What do you know about
his wife, Jillian?

I thought about the
deal and I like it.

$10,000 for 10% of your
Body Shot enterprise.

How do you want it?

Cashier's check will be fine.

You won't be sorry
about this, either.

I consider it a
deal of a lifetime.

Friday?
- Very good.

Cotton, you know why I'm here.

The car.
- The car!

Of course, the car.

Right, are you going
to sell it to me.

Yes!
No!

I mean, I don't know.

What do you mean--

what, you want more money?

Look, Chris, you know I
know a lot about everything.

You know, certified genius
and all that kind of stuff.

Well, I am embarrassed
to tell you this,

I've got no knowledge about that
fixation of American culture,

the automobile.

How much?

Maybe I should have
mechanic look at it.

You know, five G's
might be too steep.

May not be steep enough.

$5,500, that's my final offer.

You take it or I walk.

Sold.

And since you're also
Jillian's personal trainer,

we were wondering how
she handled hearing

about her husband's affair.

Look, Sergeant, I'm
in a bad spot here.

I don't really want
to get involved.

Michael, if you know
something, you should tell me.

I, uh, knew about the
affair for almost a year.

Borson told me he didn't
love his wife anymore.

That Beth was his future.

After that, every time
I worked Jillian out,

I felt dirty knowing the secret.

She really loved
Daniel and thought they

could make the marriage work.

So what happened when
he told her it was over?

She was devastated.

I came by that night and they
had gotten into a huge fight.

I had to separate them.

Jillian was holding a knife.

She threatened to kill him.

These are company business,
these are the SEC files

against us, and
these are Daniel's

personal files and checkbook.

Thanks.

When you are done, you
will pull the door shut

and sign out at the lobby.

All right.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Oh, man.

All right.

Pepperoni mushroom?

Sure, lots of extra cheese.

Want salad?

Sure.

[moans]

Oh, boy, did I need that.

Jillian, I don't think we
should see each other any more.

Why now?

Police are asking questions.

About us?

About you.

They think that
I killed Daniel.

Do you think that I did?

You're sitting on a
collected million in insurance.

I am.

[theme music]

And I thought I had trouble
maintaining a minimum balance.

Borson's personal checkbook has
manic depressive mood swings.

Any kind of pattern?

No.

Just bills and expenses.

Since paying off
the SEC fines, he

crawls forward a
little bit, only

to slide back even farther.

You know what,
maybe Jillian knew it.

She decided to bump him
off for the insurance money

before he had a
chance to divorce

her and leave her with nada.

You know, I am starting--

What?

A couple months ago,
Borson had a world

class overdraft of $10,000.

And it's made out
to Michael Montego.

Detectives!

What's up?

Why don't you tell
us about this $10,000

check made out to you from
Dan Borson for starters.

It was payment for
services rendered.

I floated him for five months
when he was having trouble.

Macy's parade doesn't
have floats that big.

I trained Daniel and Jillian
twice a week, an hour each,

for 20 weeks.

That's 80 hours times $125 per.

$10,000.

You know, I don't
know what you're after.

How you could possibly
think that I had anything

to do with Daniel's death.

But if you want to
ask me something,

try not to show
up at my doorstep

with a freaking attitude.

[tense music]

No!

[gun shot]

You guys all right?

I don't think it's
our freaking attitude

you gotta worry about, Montego.

Let's try this one
more time, Montego.

I told you, there's no reason
anyone would want to kill me.

It's gotta be a mistake.

Somebody went to a lot
of trouble to set this up.

They wanted you.

Is there some place else you
could spend the night tonight?

You think they'll try again?

We're going to set up
surveillance outside, just

in case they do it.

Standard procedure.

Rita.

What?

This is not your ordinary
murder weapon, is it?

Looks like competition grade.

Same type of thing
Borson was into.

Huh.

Well, you're absolutely right.

Borson's fingerprints were
all over that shotgun.

- Anybody else's?
- No.

If it was was Jillian, she was
smart enough to wear gloves.

Lieutenant Hudson's drafting up
a search warrant for her house.

Come on, Cotton.

Look, I'm sure Cotton's just
running a little bit late.

Or maybe he found
out that the Charger is

worth more than my offered him.

I want that car so badly,
it's becoming an obsession.

Yeah, well, besides
the machismo factor,

there's nothing wrong with that.

Well, it's getting
to the point,

I'm even willing to cheat
Cotton out of the car.

And knowing Cotton, I'm sure
the feeling is very mutual.

Sh.

[sigh]

Sorry I'm late.

I wanted to fill her up for you.

Thank you, Cotton.

Yeah, listen, this
beast runs on regular.

I couldn't find
any, so it may chug

a little bit on the unleaded.

But don't worry about it.

Just clean out the two's with
regular on the next fill up

and you'll be route 66.

And I'm telling you, Cotton,
$5,500, that's my ceiling.

That's my ceiling.

Chris, you confuse
me with my reputation.

I'm not asking for more.

A deal's a deal.

I think the car might be worth
a lot more than that, Cotton.

I am so touched, but
let me tell you something.

I don't want this
car, I never did.

I just wanted my
five grand back.

Now, I've got $500 extra.

I'm making out like a bandit.

And if my good friend, Chris,
can also make a bargain,

hey, I couldn't be happier.

So what do you say?

What the hell
happened last night?

You pointed the damn
thing right at the door.

You were supposed to aim for the
window, scare me, not kill me.

You playing some kind of
game on me, you take it all?

I'll rat you out before I let
that happen, you understand me?

Don't play me for
stupid, I'm warning you.

Listen, I think Lance
and Lorenzo might stop

by with more questions for you.

How the hell should I
know, this is your plan.

All right, I'll see you later.

[engine noise]

Boy, if I didn't
trust Cotton so much,

I would say there's a
little more than just

unleaded fuel in this tank.

No, no, see, you
don't understand.

This is a racing car.

This isn't made to just kind
of hobble along from stoplight

to stoplight, all right?

It's made to race.

[engine noise]

[sigh] Maybe we should just
walk the rest of the way.

Just give it a
second, all right?

I think we can make to the
driveway in the next try.

[engine stall]

Hello.

I was just kidding when
I said I thought it was

both women that killed Borson.

[tense music]

No, no, it's not
what you think.

This is the first time
we've spoken in over a year.

Well, considering
the statement

you gave us 48 hours ago, you
can understand our skepticism.

Yeah, you remember
that, don't you?

She was Ava Braun and you
thought she was Lizzie Borden.

I was still in shock over
the death of my husband

at the time.

So what are you
doing here, Beth.

I just wanted you to
know how badly I feel.

I never meant to cause
you any pain, Jillian.

And I brought back some
of Daniel's possessions.

Borson kept all
this at your house?

He said they were
personal things he didn't

want lying around the office.

Excuse me, but I would
like to have my husband's

things, whatever they are.

I'm sorry, Mrs.
Borson, it's all

covered under a search warrant.

Mrs. Borson, do you or your
husband own any shotguns?

Now, why would you ask
a question like that?

With all due respect, ma'am,
because I'd like an answer.

What the--
there's two missing.

Who else had
access to this room?

Um, just Daniel and myself.

And Michael Montego.

This is so simple,
it's elegant, Lieutenant.

This is the stock
account that Montego

opened at a local brokerage.

Right?

His initial deposit was $10,000.

And you think it's
the $10,000 Borson

paid for personal trainer fees.

Dates correspond exactly.

Now, see, here is where
it gets really interesting.

Montego's made 76
trades since then.

He's always buying
and selling within 24

hours for a substantial profit.

Never once losing any money.

Either he's psychic or--

Or he's getting tipped off.

So Borson told him
which stocks to buy.

Now, isn't insider
trading what got him

in trouble in the first place?

Only now he has perfected it.

See, he puts the account
in Montego's name.

That way it makes it harder
to trace back to him.

How much is in there?

As of the day that Borson
was killed, $840,000.

So Montego gets greedy, right?

He establishes an alibi, he
sneaks out, kills Borson,

he keeps all the cash.

What about the
attempt on his life?

No, he stole that shotgun
from the Borson's, rigged

the booby trap to throw us off.

He even had us
believing it was Borson's

wife behind the whole thing.

Bring him down.

Hard and fast.

[car engine]

Montego, you're over packed.

Prisons are like airlines, two
bags per customers, drop them.

I didn't do anything.

You're under arrest for
the murder of Daniel Borson.

Turn around, put your
hands behind your neck.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

I know my rights.

You have to believe me.

I didn't kill him.

Yeah, right.

And you don't have a stock
account with $840,000 in it.

You and Borson had some kind
of deal to split the money.

- No.
- You got greedy.

No.

And you killed
him, didn't you?

No.

You knew the shotgun was
in the house last night,

didn't you?

None of it was my idea.

I just went to long for
a piece of the action.

Right.

And Borson's pulling
all the strings, right.

I wasn't lying to you.

The $10,000 really was
for working him out.

[gun shot]

Get down!

[gun shots]

Montego, get down!

[gun shots]

[tires screeching]

[gun shots]

[tense music]

Yeah, we've got a black
four by four Bronco.

It's headed
Northeast on Coolidge

and the plates are missing.

All right, thanks.

They've got all
units scrambling.

There's an ambulance on the way.

Montego's not going
to need an ambulance.

For the hundredth
time, you're going

to tell me that you
don't know anything

about the missing shotgun?

And of course, you never heard
of the secret stock account.

And because you were
at home yesterday,

you couldn't have possibly
been driving that black Bronco.

And because you were
not part of a conspiracy

to kill your husband, you had no
reason to blow Montego in two.

Is that it, Jillian?

Jillian, please, talk to us.

When-- when Daniel
told me about the affair,

I was so angry that all I
wanted to do was to get even.

So I started sleeping
with Montego.

I never would have killed him.

I never would have
killed anyone.

Why should I?

I haven't done anything wrong!

Lance, Lorenzo.

Hey.

I hate to break this
to you, but you may have

the wrong suspect in there.

Tell us something
we don't know.

We called the
brokerage house to freeze

Montego's illegal account,
somebody closed it out.

Who?

I don't know.

It was an electronic transfer
to a bank in the Caymans.

When did this happen?

About a half hour ago.

Where's Landau?

He was here early this
morning when I got in.

Where is he now?

He said he was taking a few
days off in the Caribbean.

How is he going to get there?

I don't know.

Well, didn't you
make the reservations?

No, he made them himself.

I heard him.

Let's see.

Last number dialed.

[phone dialing]

Caribbean Getaways.

(recorded voice)
Hello, and thank you

for calling Caribbean Getaways.

No one is here to
take your call.

Got him.

Don't let on that
anything's wrong.

Just stall their take
off until we get there.

Were about--
- 10 minutes.

--10 minutes away.
Thanks.

You know, I've got
hand it to Landau.

He is smarmy.

And he had us chasing
our tails for three days.

- Why would he do it?
- Money.

He already makes
plenty of money.

Why would he kill two people
just to make a little bit more?

If he wanted it bad enough.

You know, I have been
at this job so long

that that is starting
to make sense.

Bother you?

No, it scares me.

They say that you're supposed
to think like a criminal

in order to catch one.

But eventually,
what does that do?

What does that change us into?

You mean, does it make us
amoral like it makes them?

Yeah, that or maybe
just cold and callous.

Are we already so cynical
that we can look at Jillian,

she's in total
emotional agony, and we

still think that she's guilty.

Cynical is a job
requirement if we're

going to keep our sanity.

Maybe so.

Still, my heart bleeds for the
Jillian Borsons of the world.

Yeah, I can see
you're over the edge,

right on into cold and callous.

[plane engine]

What's the holdup?

The tower hasn't
given us clearance.

Well, to hell with that.

Let's go.

I'll double your fee.

Well, I'd love to, pal, but
after they jerk by license,

you going to give me a job too?

Well, that all
depends on what you can

do with a bullet in your brain.

[tense music]

[plane engine]

The pilot's
ignoring the tower.

They're taxiing for takeoff.

You aren't thinking about--

Major league chicken.

Chris--

[tires screeching]

You know, most good plans
have a fallback position.

I never said this
was a good plan.

We've got to turn off.

We're not going to make it!

Back it up!

The plane doesn't
have a reverse!

If one of you
moves, I'll kill you.

I'll kill the both of you.

Come on out, Landau.

Now!

Come out with your hands up.

What's the problem?

Step out of the
plane, Mr. Landau.

My leg, I hurt my leg.

So I don't know if
I can jump down.

Sit down and put
your hands in the air!

Sure, but can't you just
tell me what's going on?

I said, sit!

OK, OK!

[gun shots]

[gun shots]

[sigh] You OK?

Yeah.

Rita, I mean it.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

I guess if I were
cold and callous,

I wouldn't feel anything, right?

And since I do, I guess
that means I'm all right.

Yeah.

[theme music]

As promised, a
check for $10,000.

My lawyer will
messenger partnership

contracts first thing Monday.

Smart move, Larry.

Not really.

This man is a
convicted felon, Larry.

I plead to that, it was
reduced to a misdemeanor.

Uh-huh.

Play the lottery, Larry.

It's much better odds.

Is there a law against honest
enterprise in Palm Beach?

You know, we had the lab run a
sample check on your Body Shot,

Cotton.
You know what they found?

Natural ingredients.

Sugar.

A little.

20% is a little?

Citrus needs a counterbalance.

And a mega dose
of caffeine as well.

You ever heard of coffee?

10% of your company for
$10,000, that's the deal?

How many 10% shares
did you sell?

Cotton.
- 42.

42?

You sold 420% of a
non-existent company

that makes a bogus product.

10 grand to these
people is nothing.

And at the very worst,
they're going to thank

me in a year for a write off.

But that's not going to happen.

Because for once, I've
got a can't miss idea.

This ain't exactly
Harvard Business

School accounting here.

But each and every one of them
is going to get their money

back, with interest.

They're all stopping
by with their checks,

boom, boom, boom, $420,000.

Boom, boom, boom, you better
give them their money back,

Cotton.
- Give the money back.

That's an unnatural act.

You want to talk
unnatural acts, Cotton?

Do 10 to 20 years in
federal prison for fraud.

Speaking of fraud.

I never said it
was cherry, Chris.

But you also never said it
was a piece of junk, Cotton.

Those cars don't
exactly have a Blue Book.

It's how you feel about them.

I feel like I've been taken.

How long you been
looking for that car,

you may never find another one.

Fix it up.

Fix it up.

Fix it.

[tense music]

What the hell do I
need with this job.

[laughs]

[theme music]