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[music playing]

Emilio, come here, baby.

I got the pool.

Forget the pool.

I pay you more for this
than I do to clean the pool.

Oh.

Take it easy.

There's no prize
for finishing first.

So what do you want?

Go slow.

The only time you people
hurry is when you're

making love or getting drunk.

Oh.

That's good.
That's nice.

Make it nice.

Today's a special day for me.

So 2:30 is your interview with
a reporter from the "Herald".

I trust you've gone over
the list of possible trick

questions I prepared.

Yep.

OK.

4 o'clock we're back here for
a photo shoot and dialogue

with former mayor Brinkstead.

Uh-huh.

I prepared a short bio of
Brinkstead's accomplishments

while in office and what
he's been up to since,

but we can go over
them in the car,

if that's all right with you.

You conniving bitch.

I beg your pardon.

Not you.

Not you.
- Where are you going?

Do you know that we have a
strategy meeting in 15 minutes?

You handle it.

[telephone ringing]

ALEX (ANSWERING MACHINE):
Please leave a message.

I'll call you back.

Alex, this is George Donovan.

What the hell do you
think you're doing?

But pigs will damn well fly
before I'll give you a dime,

you slut.

Oh.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

[theme music]

THEME MUSIC: Oh Oh Oh Ooh
Oh Oh Oh Oh Ooh Aye Whoa Ho

Oh Oh Yeah Mmm Hmm Hmm Oh!

Oh Oh Yeah Mmm Hmm Hmm Oh!

Oh Oh Yeah Mmm Hmm Hmm Oh!

Oh Oh Yeah Mmm Hmm Hmm Oh!

RITA LANCE (VOICEOVER):
Anyone who makes their living

on Madison Avenue
hawking products

from perfume to jumper cables
knows sexual fantasy equals

volume sales.

A beautiful smile.

A chiseled chest.

A lingering visual caress
of tantalizing flesh.

It's the sizzle,
not the steak, that

makes the buyer's mouth water.

In Palm Beach, sex sells faster
than most places on earth,

and the price tag can be deadly.

It wasn't me who had
the squad car stolen

out from under their nose.
It was you.

It wasn't exactly
under my nose,

and it never would
have been stolen

if you hadn't distracted me.

I distracted you?

I was going toe to toe
with a 200 pound drunk.

The guy with a moose.

Yeah, I remember.

You know, I thought it was
going to be the end of it

for both of us that day.

Oh, if I hadn't been
sleeping with Chief Barnett,

it probably would have been.

Yeah, I miss those days.

I miss them too.

I miss part of them.

The rest of them, I'd
just as soon forget.

There's something that I've
always wanted to ask you.

And I bet I know
what it is too.

The only thing I can
tell you is that when

I got involved with the chief,
I had my eyes wide open.

Now whatever my morals,
takes two to have sex,

but I'm the one department
hung out to dry.

I'm the one they crucified.

I just wish there
had been more than I

could have done to help you.

You did enough.

The only friend I had it
didn't turn away from me.

That means a lot.

Still not behind you, is it?

Not when I had to look in
the mirror every morning.

I mean, how do you forget
sinking so low you had

to turn tricks to pay the rent?

By looking at
the positive side.

You have turned your
life around, Alex.

You are famous.

Yeah, I wrote a book.

I had my 15 minutes.

You wrote several books,
not to mention bestsellers.

That's the first one
you're thinking about.

Ex-cop turned
ex-hooker bares soul.

But the second two didn't sell.

I had to beg my
publisher to take

the one I'm working on now.

What's it about?

Kiss and tell, what else?

What I did is what I do.

You're a victim
of your own success.

Success is a crock, Rita.

If I could wipe the slate
clean, be a cop again,

I'd give up all the
toys that quick.

Well, maybe not all the toys.

Alex, this is crazy.

We go back a long time.

I just don't understand it.

It's very simple.

You give me $10,000, I leave
you out of my new book.

You don't, those pages
I sent your office

are going to be in there
for all the world to see.

I don't have that kind
of money lying around.

I'm a city employee.

You have a campaign account.

Take it from there.

I can't do that.
It's illegal.

That money isn't mine.

Wrestle with your conscience.

You've done that before.

Alex, listen to me please.

You print that, I'm ruined.

My career is gone.

The election, my marriage.

How is Andrea these days?

Still the trusting
little homebody?

This is blackmail, Alex,
out and out extortion.

I could have you arrested.

But we both know you
won't do that, don't we?

Why like this?

I mean, you don't
need the money.

Why don't you just
publish the damn book?

It's more personal
this way, George.

I get to watch you grovel.

Bitch.

Lorenzo--

Yeah?

Where is the paperwork
on the Russo case?

Wait.
Russo case?

You said end of the week.
- I said that?

Yeah, you said that.

Well, I need it.

So see who the
Dolphins are going

for in the old college draft?

No, I didn't.

Those two stalkers
are as big as buildings.

It'll take a tank
to bring them down.

I'm telling you it's gonna be
Csonka days all over again.

Cap, you got
something on your mind?

Why?

Well, you hate football.

I figure if you're going outta
your way to talk about it,

you must have
something on your mind.

Come here.

Come on.
Come on.

Come on.

I have this friend, a
good friend, Arthur.

OK.

Arthur.

Now lately, Arthur's
become afraid that certain--

how am I gonna put this--

changes associated
with stress and age

are starting to affect his body.

Uh-huh.

What kind of changes are
we talking about here, Cap?

Well, inevitable
changes that he's hoping

don't have to become
so inevitable.

Uh?

He's afraid of losing
his sexual potency.

Just afraid?

Well, he's very concerned.

And he should be.

So I'm Arthur's friend.

I figured I help the guy out,
so that's when I remember.

You remember what?

That stuff you were talking
about at the Christmas

party, the Oriental potion with
amazing restorative powers.

Oriental potion with--

we talked about this?

Turns jello into
petrified wood.

Ah, that potion.

The name, I need the name.

Yeah, of course,
you need the name.

OK.

It starts with a Y. It's Y--

Ya.
- Ya.

No, one Ya--
Yo.

- Yo.
- Yo-- Yohimbe.

Yohimbe.

Yohimbe.

Very expensive, very
difficult to find, but-- now,

I've never used it myself--

I've got a friend who
absolutely swears by it.

You've been a
big help, Lorenzo.

Thank you.

Hey now, Cap, about
the Russo paperwork--

What Russo?

Russo schmusso.

Did I ask you for it?
Am I in a hurry?

Come on.

The end of the week'll be fine.

All right.

Alex Dale's office.

Jason, it's for you.

Yes?

MAN (ON PHONE): Jason, boss
man wants his money, pal.

Don't force me to
remind you again.

Yeah-- Yeah, I understand.

I'll-- I'll tell her.

Yeah, we're still
hoping to work this out.

Yes, I'll speak to her.

I heard.

You don't have to
repeat yourself.

Alex, they have
canceled the contract.

We didn't deliver on time, and
they backed out of the deal.

I know that.

They didn't want the
book in the first place.

But if we send them the
manuscript and they like it,

we can still get the sale.

I'm not finished with it.

The account can use the money.

As your business
manager, I'd like

to see us go forward with this.

They'll get it when
I'm through with it.

Alex, the manuscript
doesn't need any more editing.

Jason is right.

We should give it to
them and be done with it.

You know, what
is it with you two?

Who's the boss here?

Am I working for you?

You don't have to speak
to her like that, Alex.

Oh, how should I speak to her?

All sweet and
cuddly, like you do?

When's the last time you spoke
all sweet and cuddly to me?

Alex, please don't
start this again.

We used to be
so good together.

We used to make the Earth
move, stars shine in the sky.

What would it take to
pick up where we left off?

Don't.

No changing your mind?

Do you know what this is?

It's a pattern of
financial irregularities,

evidence you have been
skimming money from my account.

I've brought in an
auditor to confirm it,

and I think he will.

Unless, of course,
you change your mind,

and I could call him off.

RECEPTIONIST (ON PHONE):
It's Assembly Chairman

Holden Burnett on line 1.

He said it's urgent.

Mmm.

Yes, it is.

Extremely urgent.

You won't forget now, lover.

Yes?

How much do you
want for this trash?

What I'd really like I'd
have to cut off myself, chief.

But I'll settle for money.

Lots of money.

The man they sent
out said the pool

liner is leaking like a sieve.

It really should be replaced.

If it should, it should.

He's giving me a
quote on Thursday.

Is there anything you'd
like me to ask him?

No.

You take care of it.

Where are you going?

I have an appointment.

Several campaign contributors.

Well, it's awfully late.

Can't you cancel it?

Of course not.

Couldn't you at least try?

I mean between your
work and the campaign,

I barely get a chance
to see you anymore.

Andrea, I don't want to
argue, but this is important.

And I'm not.

What about your son?

When was the last time you
spent an hour with him?

I don't want to
hear this right now.

You don't want to hear this?

What's the matter
with us, George?

We're like strangers.

I don't want to live this way.

Look, we talked
about this before I

ever started the campaign.

We decided I'd run.

Now, I told you what to expect.

I can't help this.

Is it another woman?

No.

No.

Don't wait up.

[music playing]

This is what I was
gonna do just now.

I'm being blackmailed, Andrea.

I didn't want to hurt
you by telling you this,

but maybe it's better
if you know the truth.

Several years ago,
I had a one night

stand with a police woman.

We were working on a case.

You and I were having problems.

It just happened.

Why didn't you tell me?

I was--

I am ashamed.

Now she wants $10,000,
or she goes public.

I don't know what to say.

I'm-- I'm sorry.

- So am I.
- Can you forgive me?

I was always afraid of this.

Andrea--

I'll see you in the morning.

[saxophone music playing]

It's Alex, isn't it?

You're thinking about her.

It's not what you think.

Oh, really?

What do I think?

I saw the way she
was looking at you.

She knows about the money.

Are you sure?

She's got the evidence.

She brought in an
auditor to confirm it.

I'm dead.

[doorbell rings]

[tires squeal]

Alex?

Alex?

Freeze.

Go ahead.

Oh dear.

Please, Alex, wherever you are.

You OK?

Yeah.

Look.
You go home.

I'm gonna take care of this.
- No.

I'll be fine.
- Really?

You sure?

Yeah.

How many shots?

There were six.

Close range.

Killer with an attitude, huh?

Or an ax to grind, yeah.

Was it forced entry?

No.

The place was trashed
but not searched,

although I think they
trashed it to make

it look like it was searched.

Yeah, well if someone
wanted us to think robbery,

they sure went about
it the wrong way.

I mean, a good burglar
would have gotten

that computer first thing.

Yeah.

What do you think?

Cover up?

It's too soon to tell.

Boy, was I glad
to see you two.

I was almost shot.

I'm sure it's not as close
as you think it was, George.

First thing we need to know
is what you were doing here.

I came to see Alex
on campaign business.

Alex?

She hated the thought
of wrong way Conroy

getting in for a
second term, said she

want to give me her support.

So Alex was going
to support you?

Well, yes.

We go back a long way.

All right.

Walk us through it, George.
- Oh.

Nothing to it.

I mean, I got here
about an hour ago.

Nobody answered the door.

I knew Alex was here
because she expected me.

And I knew she was home, so I
came around to the back patio

door over there.

It was open.

Saw they had torn the place up.

I came in, and there she was.

Anybody else here?

No.

Hey, you guys are treating
me like a suspect.

We're just trying to find
out what happened here.

We ask questions, walk
around, talk to people,

try to build a prosecutable
case like that.

Try to make the DA look good.

Look.

I told you everything I know.

Do you need me
for anything else?

No.
We'll call you.

Fine.

I'll be at home.

He's feeding us a line.

Alex hated George.

She wouldn't have voted
for him in a million years.

Yeah.

But why would George lie?
- Exactly.

Why would he?

When the cops got here, George
was standing over the body,

right?

Yeah.

So who called 911 and
reported the murder?

It's a hell of a question.

Those two worked for Alex.

From what I hear, it was
not all fun and games.

We should go see what they
have to say about this.

Uh, you know, why
don't we go ahead and do

this boy, girl, boy, girl.

What?

How did I know you
were gonna say that?

Mr. Lyons, hi.

I'm Sergeant Lance.

Could you step over here please?

Can you tell me
anything that might

explain what happened here?

I-- I can't imagine.

For where it looks, it
looks like a burglar.

Yes, it does, doesn't it?

OK.

Anybody who might've
held a grudge?

This is Alexandra Dale
you're talking about, Sergeant.

She wrecked more
reputations than Watergate.

All right.

That's it.

My half of the phone
records say that Alex

never made a call to Donovan.

Yep.

I've got the same thing here.

Only I do have calls to the
deputy mayor's office, the city

clerk, and a former
boss of ours,

Ex Police Chief Holden Burnett.

Who is now chairman
of the county assembly.

Maybe Donovan was right.

Maybe she was
dabbling in politics.

No.

She had already dabbled there.

I think she
dabbled everywhere.

You know, why is it when a
man sleeps with a lot of women,

he becomes a stud, a woman
sleeps with a couple of guys,

and suddenly she's a slut?

Because men made the rules.

Least you're honest about it.

You don't suppose Alex
and these guys were still--

No.

No, whatever attraction
they held for her had long

become hatred with a capital H.

Burnett too?

Especially Burnett.

Yeah.

Gotta tell you, he
seems like a guy

it would be easy to dislike.

Mmm.

You know, it wasn't that
way in the beginning.

She was head over
heels for the guy.

I never could understand it.

He gave me the creeps.

But Alex did always
marched her own drummer.

- What happened?
- He turned on her.

Some point along the way,
she became a liability

because, suddenly, there were
charges brought up against her,

and she was kicked
off the force.

You saying the
charges were trumped up?

According to Alex, they were.

You believe her?

Yeah, I do.

In all the years I knew her,
she never once lied to me.

OK.

Why do you think that Alex
was calling these guys

that she hated so much?

What do you think, blackmail?

You know, knowing Alex and
how much she wanted to get even,

I wouldn't put it past her.

You know, there's
something about Alex

that I never understood.

Don't get me wrong,
but there were always

more attractive women than
her, sexier, nicer bodies,

or whatever.

But she was always the one
that was beating the guys away.

Look.

Your problem is you're thinking
of her in comparative terms.

How should I think of her?

As a force of nature.

The embodiment of pure,
unadulterated sexuality.

I mean, when Alex was around,
you didn't stand a chance.

She just sucked the
resistance right out of you.

Don't tell me that, uh--

Look.

You may not want to
hear this, partner,

but Alex had the hots
for me in a big way.

Did she get you?

No.

Wiser heads advised me to
run, and for once, I listened.

Shortly after that,
the scandal hit.

She left the department.
- Hmm.

You know, there may just
be a speck of moral fiber

left in you after all.

Ha.

Kills you, doesn't it?

Mr. Burnett, I'm
Sergeant Lance.

This is Sergeant Lorenzo.

We'd like to ask you a few
questions, sir, in private.

Would you excuse me, ladies?

I'll see you at the meeting.

I can give you five
minutes, Sergeants.

You've caught me at a bad time.

What's this all about?

It's about phone calls
made to you from Alex Dale.

I never received
a call from her.

Check with my girl.
She keeps the log.

Didn't come through
your switchboard, sir.

It came from your private line.

Maybe she called a
member of my staff.

Why would she call
a member of your staff

on your private line?

I don't know, Sergeant,
and I don't care.

I just know I didn't
talk to the woman.

We're investigating the
possibility that Alex Dale may

have been blackmailing
a list of important men

with whom she'd been
intimately involved.

The woman was a tramp.

I was never intimate with her,
and she wasn't blackmailing me.

I still have close ties to
the department, Sergeants.

Think about that before
you try to link me

with the murder of Alex Dale.

Your time's up.

Oh, we didn't get
our full five minutes.

[door opens]

There's $10,000
in the briefcase.

I took it from the
campaign account.

I want you to put it back.

I don't understand.

I was being blackmailed.

Now I'm not.

That's all you need to know.

All I need to know?

George, I'm your
campaign manager.

I'm accountable to the
people backing you.

That means I must be apprised
of everything you do,

every move you make, every word
you plan to utter in public,

I need to know about in advance.

All right?

OK.

Now, about this blackmail.

Have the police been informed?

I'm meeting with
them this afternoon.

I'm gonna tell them everything.

I don't think we
want to do that.

Who else knows about it?

Just Andrea.

What about the blackmailer?

She's dead.

Alex Dale.

Yeah.

Phew.

I guess we just dodged a bullet.

Well, the best thing
for us to do is nothing.

And not a word to the police.

Yeah.

[dramatic music playing]

[car horn]

Hey.

[car horn]

[dramatic music playing]

JASON LYONS: You're in my spot.

[dramatic music playing]

You've been warned, amigo.

Next time, it's worse.

GEORGE DONOVAN: I lied to
you because I was ashamed.

You're my friends.

RITA LANCE: So you
didn't see anything?

GEORGE DONOVAN: There was a car.
I heard it.

I didn't see it.

Yeah, one of the neighbors
mentioned the car too,

said it might have
been a convertible.

Anything else, George?

Nothing.

If you want a list
of suspects, I

suggest you get a hold of the
manuscript of Alex's book.

If she was blackmailing me,
you can bet she was making

her way up and down the list.

I'm sorry.

This has gone far enough.

First you harassed
Councilman Burnett,

and now you're trying to tar my
candidate with the same smear.

Consider your source, Sergeant,
an ex hooker with a grudge.

We should leave.

You've said enough.

Makes you kind of wonder
whose side she's on, doesn't it?

Yeah, well, I think she
answered that question.

The one she hasn't is why.

Seal's broken.

Somebody's inside.

[dramatic music playing]

Police!

Don't move.

It's me, Jason Lyons.

What happened to you?

Accident.

I'd say the walking
kind by the looks of it.

Breaking a police seal
is a felony offense.

Can't you read?

Yeah, I-- I'm
sorry about that.

I had to get to these papers
before the end of the day.

What kind of papers
would be that pressing?

Records for the estate.

Look.

I'll-- I'll get
out of your hair.

Estate records, huh?

Looks to me like you
were transferring $50,000

from Alex's account to yours.

Mr. Lyons, this looks
like B&E for the purposes

of grand theft.

Alex knew about it.

She approved it.

It's a bonus.

For what?

My loyalty and good work.

[scoff] That's not
what she told me.

We already talked
to the auditor.

He said thousands were missing.

I-- I don't know
anything about that.

Somebody is
taking lots of cash,

and besides Alex, you are the
only one that's got access.

You were embezzling,
weren't you, Jason?

I-- I may have borrowed
some money, but I was

planning on putting it back.

I don't know.

Business manager helping
himself to his client's cash--

could be a motive for murder.

Your car fits the
description of the one

seen leaving the murder.

You have anything to tell
us, Jason, right now would

be the time to spit it out.

I took the money,
but I did not kill her.

You've gotta believe me.

Look.

You don't seem like the
snowman type, so what was it?

Loan sharks, bookies, what?

I-- I needed it
to cover some bets.

I got in with the wrong people.

The kind that make
accidents happen?

They had me on the
string, constant pressure

to come up with the cash.

I was desperate.

And Alex was your lifeline?

She didn't mind in
the beginning, honest.

After I broke off the affair,
she decided to punish me.

She brought in an auditor.

So you came back here that
morning to cover your tracks?

I needed some files.

I knew that if I
had them, I could

slow the auditor down, maybe
even throw him off completely.

When I came here, she
was already on the floor.

I felt for a pulse.

She was gone.
I panicked.

I threw some stuff around to
make it look like a burglary,

and then I called
911 from my car.

Why did you break
off the affair?

Alex was very possessive.

She didn't just want your body.

She wanted to own you.

So what do you think?

Well, the guy had a motive.

He was scared.

But six shots, that seems more
like anger than it does fright.

Maybe Alex was holding
embezzlement over his head,

and he got a little angry.
- Yeah, it could be.

It could be.
You know what?

Hmm?

Why don't you go talk
to the secretary again?

Maybe you can get more
out of her than I did.

And you?

Well, I'm gonna go
talk the neighbors,

see what I can find
out about the car.

So what happened to
boy, girl, boy, girl?

Well, I might get lucky.

Yeah.

If you think there's
something going on between Jason

and me besides
friendship, you're wrong.

He's just a good friend with
whom I share a common enemy.

That enemy being Alex?

If you worked for her,
you'd know what I mean.

Lauren, did you know
that they were involved?

You'd have to be
blind not to see it.

She was all over him.

Poor guy had to come up with all
kinds of excuses to stay away.

So what happened when
the relationship ended?

She turned her anger on me.

I would have walked a long
time ago if I didn't have

a personal stake in the book.

What kind of stake?

A writing credit.

Written by Alex Dale
and Lauren Alexander.

I made a deal to act as her
secretary in exchange for it.

So you worked on
the computer, right?

Yes.

Great.

So that's where the book is.

Can you print me
out a copy of it?

Well, yeah.
Sure.

But that's under a name key,
and you need a password.

Alex would never
tell me what it was.

Why, didn't she trust you?

She didn't trust anybody.

Do you know I never even knew
the names the real people

she put in the book.

She used nicknames
for our working draft.

She called one guy The Pounder.

Another was Quick Willy.

She called one of
them The Snorkel.

That's very creative.

Can you print me out a copy
of this nickname version?

Yeah, sure.

But I don't think it's gonna
tell you what you wanna know.

Ladies, we got our
work cut out for us.

Still no name key.

It's not in the directories
or any of the subdirectories.

Now, the only thing I can think
of is that she removed it.

But there could still be
an imprint on the hard disk,

right?

I'll have our department
specialist take a look at it.

If anybody can retrieve
this, Roy can do it.

CHRIS LORENZO: Hey there.

Lorenzo.

Cap.

I found it.

Uh, you found what?

The Yohimbe.

What do you think
I'm talking about?

The Yohimbe.
- The Yohimbe.

That's great.

That's great.

Huh?

I called everywhere.

Singapore, Hong Kong, Taiwan.

Cost me a fortune and
long distance calls.

Nothing.

They never heard of it.

The whole Orient was out of it.

Then I call this little
place in Cleveland.

Cleveland.
A little dump, of all places--

Tong Fong's Herbal
and Exotica Emporium.

Bingo.

They got it.

Right here in the good old US
of A. And it's on the way to me.

Uh, well, that's great.

Huh?

Huh?

Lorenzo, you've been a big help.

I won't forget this.

All right.

Beef and oyster sauce, no MSG,
chopsticks, fortune cookie.

Thank you.

How is it going?

How many sexual
positions do you use?

Be honest.

Uh-- what, seven, uh, nine.

Says here that she uses 16
with regularity, 20 in a pinch.

You believe that?

With Alex?

Yeah.

I would say that's
probably true.

Oh my.

All right.

Wait.

You got those pages and
Alex sent to Donovan?

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

All right.

We got him.

Donovan is Quick Willie.

Wait.
How do you know that?

Right here in the pages.
They're almost identical, 95%.

So what about the other 5%?

The other 5%--

well, there's an outside chance
he could be The Snorkel too.

Well, slight difference.

When you get conclusive
proof, you let me know.

You know, if the suspects
are in this thing,

they sure are anonymous.

Nine, huh?

Well, it could be, uh, 10.

What's going on?

What's the emergency?

God, look at you.

Sit down.

Look at this.

It's a list of
names from the book.

It's like a who's
who of Palm Beach.

It's gotta be a bestseller.

You don't get it, do you?

Alex didn't care
anything about the book.

She was selling it
off a piece at a time.

She was blackmailing these guys.

You're out of your mind.

She admitted it to me.

She was sticking it to them.

She was nailing your butt
for stealing her money,

and she was cheating me
out of my writing credit,

all at the same time.

Alex was getting
even with the world.

- She wouldn't do that to me.
- And why?

Because she loved you?

No, you were nothing
but a piece of meat,

and I was doing
nothing but typing

for a lousy weekly paycheck.

Well, I guess the
world got even with her.

To hell with the world.

I'm the one who had the guts
to do something about it.

You?

You're even crazier
than she was.

Oh, yeah?

How's this for crazy?

I got away with
it, and I got this.

Now, it pays off two ways.

We squeeze these creeps
just like Alex was doing.

And after that payoff,
we publish the book anyway.

We get everything we
ever wanted and more.

Yes.

And when they lock us up
for blackmail and murder,

we can hire a real good lawyer.

Jason.

Like I said, you're
even crazier than she was.

You're in this whether
you want to be or not!

Oh, man.

You know, what if we're
all wrong about this?

What if it is not
one of these guys?

You mean not Halfway Jose?

Could be someone closer to home.

Let's-- let's say a friend.

Or colleague,
maybe an associate.

Jason and Lauren for starters.

All right.

Possible scenario?

OK.

Jason is embezzling from Alex.

Alex finds out about it.

She confronts him.

Jason caps her.

It's too obvious.

Yeah.

OK.

You go, little
miss smarty pants.

OK.

I think that maybe
Lauren was putting

up with Alex because she was
getting credit on the book.

Only, maybe there was no book,
only Alex's blackmailing scam.

So Lauren finds out.

She feels used.

She caps her.

That's better.

That's better.

OK.

Scenario number three-- let's
say that Jason and Lauren

are in this thing together.
OK.

Now, Jason has been
embezzling money.

He's gotta make good on it.

Lauren figures that
Alex's murder will help

hype the sales of the book.

With Alex gone, she's
in a position of power.

They both win.

Alex loses.

That's good.

You know, then there's a
scenario number four too.

Which is what?

Well, maybe one of the
guys she's blackmailing

doesn't think she's
gonna keep a promise.

He figures that, even
after he pays her,

she's gonna go public anyway.

He would have to
have a lot of risk.

Yeah.

Say, a career, a family,
future in politics.

George?

Hmm.

Nah.
Scratch number four.

Scratch number four.

[phone rings]

Yeah, Lorenzo.

Oh, man.

[music playing]

[music playing]

We can forget scenario
one and three as well.

Yeah, it looks
like a clean hit.

Yeah.

Single shot to the back of
the head at close range.

See with the powder
burned his skin.

I'm guessing small caliber.

Alex was shot with a 0.32.

Pretty slick.

Pretty-- hey, you-- you
thinking what I'm thinking?

If it looks like a mob hit,
and it smells like a mob hit--

It's probably a mob hit.

You're positive it
was this computer?

Yeah, yeah.

We printed a manuscript
from it yesterday.

It was working fine.

I-- I don't get it.

Let me try one more program.

All right.

Thanks.

Ballistics got a match.

The gun that killed Jason is
the same one that killed Alex.

What about the
bag in the trunk?

Definitely headed out of town.

Now, the number we found was
to a Holiday Inn in Savannah.

Only question left
is did he get nailed

by the people he owed
money to, or was he part

of Alex's blackmailing scheme?

You know, I hate
multiple choice questions,

but my guess would be
that if it's the same gun,

it was not the loan sharks.

Yeah.

How's it going?

It's gone, a total crash.

There's nothing on the
disk that's readable.

Could it have
been a power surge?

This was deliberate.

Someone went out of
their way to sabotage it.

You know, Lauren was
the only person that had

access to that besides Alex.

And everybody around her
is dropping like flies.

I say we get a warrant
and search her apartment.

My guess is that the
gun will be there.

You got it.

Thanks Roy.

Uh-- would you hold
on just a minute?

Sure.

What the hell happened to you?

I have not seen
this much calamine

lotion since summer camp.

That yohimbe concoction you
recommended nearly killed me.

That stuff is vile.

No guy would be
interested in anything

but mouthwash after taking it.

Oh, hold on a second.
Wait a minute.

You said that this yohimbe
concoction was for a friend

of yours named Arthur.
- Right.

Wrong.

If it was for Arthur,
why'd you take it?

Why did I take it?

Why did you take it?

I'll tell you why.

What kind of a guy
gives a good friend

a crackpot love potion from
Cleveland without first

testing it on himself, huh?

I don't know what kind of
friends you got, Lorenzo,

but I cherish mine.

OK.
Thank you very much.

Bye.

So what was that about?

Snow jobs and things
to go limp in the night.

I'll explain on the way.

[music playing]

HARRY LIPSCHITZ: Anything yet?

We can't find the
gun, but she is looking

real good for both murders.

Based on what?

Well, if she killed Alex
Dale over the book and Jason

found out about it--
- No.

No.
It's too iffy.

You gotta get the gun.

- Yeah, we're still looking.
- All right.

Let me know.
- All right.

Thanks so much.

[sigh]

So I just talked to
Alex's publisher.

Guess what.
- Hmm?

The murder has put a
new twist on the book,

and they are buying it.

Let me guess.

She called them?

From co-writer to
the driver's seat.

Exactly.

Lance, Lorenzo, I got these
by messenger a little while ago.

The follow-up call asked
for $20,000 this time.

Let me guess.

The caller was a she?

Yeah.

Seems that one
of Alex's employees

has taken over the scam.

Oh, great.

Great.

You know, actually, it
may not be too bad, George.

She's made her move, and
now we can make ours.

Where you supposed
to drop the money off?

She didn't say.

I'm supposed to go to a drinking
fountain at Beach and Palmetto

near the edge of
the park and wait.

She took my cellular number.

She's gonna call
with instructions.

- Good.
- All right.

Here's what we're gonna do.

- We?
- We.

Ho-- wait a minute.

Uh-uh, uh-uh.

Forget it.

I'm already involved in this
thing more than I wanna be.

The press finds out
about this, I'm dead.

No way!

How you feel, George?

Totally manipulated.

It'll wear off.

You could at least have
given me time to shave.

We give you time, you
would have thought about it.

You wouldn't be here right now.

Ouch!

Just stand still, George.

Are you just about
finished with me?

You're killing me.

Oh ho ho ho ho.

This I gotta see.

What happened to you?

An allergic reaction.

To what?

A friend's advice.

Guys, are we're
just about ready?

Hey, what if she's got a gun?

That's what the vest is for.

Vest?

George, don't worry about it.

Why shoot the goose that
lays the $20,000 eggs?

Well, that makes
me feel a lot better.

BASKETBALL PLAYER: Ball in!

Come on.

Ball.

CHRIS LORENZO: Dum, dum, da.

Dum, dum, dum, dum.

Come on.

Show yourself.

Oh.

Hmm.

GEORGE DONOVAN: If you can hear
me in there, I'm going home.

Ha.

Ha.

Very funny, George.

Yeah, yeah.

Loud and clear.

[phone rings]

Hello.

MAN (ON PHONE): Public restroom
at the end of the park.

How do I know that
you'll keep your word?

I have to trust you.

The check's in the mail.

[music playing]

I'm out of here.

Hold it, Lauren.

You know, you
probably would have

gotten away with it if you'd
just left things alone.

Get out of the way.

[dramatic music playing]

[keys rattling]

You looking for these?

[screams]

You know, I don't know
why the captain blames me.

It says specifically,
right here on the bottle,

recommended dosage not
to exceed 1 teaspoon.

You saw it, right?

Yeah, once I translated it.

Guy takes something
make a rhino stiff,

and he wants to blame me.

Lucky it didn't fall off.

You know, has a
guy been born yet

that can get through
an entire day

without bringing up
the subject of sex?

Oh, see.

No, that's it.

Now, hole on.

Are you specifically
referring to moi?

You and every other
guy on this planet.

And I suppose the women
do not talk about sex?

No, as a matter
of fact, we don't.

Uh-uh.

Unbelievable.

You know, know what the
problem is with you guys?

What-- what is that?

Whenever it comes to sex, you
always look down instead of up.

See, it's not about performance,
and it's not about plumbing.

No, listen.

It is about sharing, and
caring, and intimacy,

and the sooner that you learn
that, the better off you're

gonna be.

See, that's easy
for you to say.

You have never had your
galvanized pipe turned to flex

tubing at just the wrong time.

Bing, [deflating].

No, I haven't.

Hey.

Hey, George.

Can't chat.

Andrea's waiting outside.

I just wanted to
stop and thank you

two for sticking
with me through this.

What are friends for?

You're welcome.

You going somewhere?

Yeah.

Taking the family on a short
but long overdue vacation.

In the middle
of your campaign?

Well, if there's one thing
this experience has taught me,

it's that my family
is a whole lot

more important to me than
a new shingle over my door.

Send you a postcard
from paradise.

Have fun.

Don't forget your snorkel.

You know, see, this whole
thing is about getting

back to basics, isn't it?

George is not Quick Willie.

I just thought you'd
like to know that.

Uh-- and how
did you know that?

Oh, just a little
something Andrea said to me.

I thought you said that
women did not talk about sex.

I lied.

And gotcha.

You--

[music playing]

[theme music]