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[music playing]

NARRATOR: Palm beach is full
of people who've made it big.

Usually, they do it by
taking charge of life.

They engineer their own success.

That's OK, but when
they try to take charge

of someone else's life,
sometimes the results

are a little different.

I'll call you as soon
as the market opens.

I want you to fax these
to Rob in New York

and wait for an answer.

Very well.

Will that be all?

You look fat in that.

Wear something else.

Darling, our
reservations are for 7:00.

If we don't leave now,
we might lose the table.

Then why are you
still standing here?

Move, Susan.

[music playing]

Pretending to be asleep.

You know better than that.

I like it more when
you pretend to be

asleep because I
know just exactly how

to touch you to wake you up.

Please stop.

Why don't you try to stop me?

I like that.

Come on.

Try to stop me.

It makes it better.

[music playing]

Think about this.

You should be better
tomorrow night,

or you know what will happen.

Susan.

Who's there?

Forget the poker,
Dr. Enwright.

Won't do you any good.

Listen, there's no need
to do anything crazy here.

Take what you want.

Just don't hurt me.

[gun shot]

Did that hurt?

[music playing]

SINGER: [vocalizing]

SINGER: [vocalizing]

SINGER: [vocalizing]

[tires screech]

Oh, transmission
needs a little work.

Needs a little work.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Thank you.

RITA LEE LANCE: There might
be something underneath there.

CHRIS LORENZO: Hey, ladies.

I thought that was you.

No surprise there.

You could her him
coming a mile away.

Hey, don't start with
me, Hattie, all right?

I interrupted a great
dream about you to be here.

You look wonderful in line.

You do.

What do we got?

Dr. Douglas Enwright, 45.

Single gunshot to the heart.

Death was instantaneous.

It looks like he may
have interrupted a burglar.

Anything missing?

Well, as far as we
can tell, only a statue.

It was of a ballerina.

It was a Degas.

It was very old
and very expensive.

- Degas.
- Yeah.

All right.

Anybody else at home?

Just the wife and an
assistant, Helen Matthews,

who's out there.

Her bedroom was the one that
was closest to the living room.

CHRIS LORENZO: Oh, my--
you know, only in this town

does the live in
help look like that.

Have you talked to her?

Yes, I have.

No, please, go ahead.

Don't let it stop you.
- I won't.

You might have missed something.
- Yeah.

Excuse me.

Mhm.

CHRIS LORENZO: Ma'am,
Sergeant Lorenzo.

So you were Dr.
Enwright's assistant, huh?

That's right.

CHRIS LORENZO: He must
have been a very busy

doctor to require a live in.

Dr. Enwright had
investments that

demanded constant attention.

He needed me here at all times.

All right.

World finance doesn't respect
American business hours.

If it's in the middle
of the night here,

the Tokyo exchange has
already been open for hours.

What time did you go to
sleep last night, ma'am?

Shortly after 11:00.

- Did you hear the gunshot?
- No, I didn't.

I already told the
other detective.

A gunshot in your house
is going to be pretty loud.

You must be a heavy sleeper.

I heard nothing.

All right, Miss Matthews.

Did you see Dr.
Enwright last night?

Earlier.

He and Mrs. Enwright
had a dinner engagement.

Mrs. Enwright, I'm sorry.

I'm all right.

Really, I am.

Let's just hurry up and do this.

I know this is
difficult for you,

but the first few hours
after a crime are crucial.

Memories are fresh.

Anything you can
remember right now

could be very helpful to us.

I don't remember anything.

Did Dr. Enwright wake you
when he heard the intruder?

No, he didn't wake me.

I don't know what he heard.

What about the alarm?

He had a lot to drink
at dinner last night.

Sometimes he forgets to set it.

You ever set the alarm?

No, I wasn't
allowed to touch it.

It was too complicated.

If you were in bed with your
wife and you heard a prowler,

wouldn't you wake her up, or
is that not a guy thing to do?

It is for this guy.

I would want whoever I
left behind in the bedroom

to call in the
cavalry prontissimo.

Unless, of course, you
were never in bed with her

to begin with.

So you're saying that maybe
he was downstairs already.

Maybe.

Maybe he couldn't sleep.

He needed a glass of warm
milk to soothe his weary soul.

Maybe.

You're not suggesting
that he was perhaps

tucking in the help, are you?

Oh, I am not suggesting
that at all yet.

Are you suggesting that?

Well, I might be.

I might be.

Yes.

You want me to check
out the assistant?

I think I can handle it.

OK.

No.

Did I say anything?

I know what you're thinking,
Rita, and I love this car.

You're in an abusive
relationship, Chris.

Sell.

Car.

Never.

Here we go.

Thank you.

With a hearty high ho silver,
he limps off into the sunset.

You know, it's not even
noon yet and I am beat.

It has been so hot lately, I
haven't been able to sleep.

Tried keeping your
panties in the fridge?

Excuse me?

Worked for Marilyn Monroe
in "Seven Year Itch."

You know, I found a pair in
Chris' vegetable crisper once,

but I had no idea they were his.

Listen, I need a favor.
- Call it.

Well, you've got connections
at the hospital, right?

I need you to get
me all the dish

you can on Doctor Enwright.

You want gossip?

Oh, Rita, you surprise me
thinking I would stoop so low.

No, Hattie, actually,
I don't want gossip.

I want dirt.

Oh, well, that's different.

So you think the doc was
giving a few extra pelvics

on the side, huh?

Well, people
are usually killed

for two reasons, money and sex.

And in his case, I would
say he has plenty of money.

Yeah.

CHRIS LORENZO: Oh, man, this
is-- you know, this is it.

I've had it.

No more.

This is the end of the line.

No, no, Chris.

Don't say that.

That car's an American classic.

You can't expect it to act
like a Japanese Econobox.

But a new
transmission is going

to cost me $1,200, Cotton.

And that's if they can even
find a new transmission

for a car this old.

Chill, Chris.

Chill.

Remember who you're talking to.

I've got more sources and
contacts than you can dream of.

Well, that's probably
because I'm a police officer,

and you, my friend,
consort with known felons.

Hey, hey, I'm talking
strictly above board here.

I know a guy who can get
you a new transmission

in less than a week.

Really?

Yeah.

I just need $200 deposit
to get the ball rolling.

I am not giving you
200 bucks, Cotton.

Give me $50.

50 bucks.

50 bucks I got.

I want magic.

Magic, you'll have.

50 bucks worth of magic.

Come in.

Oh, keep the lights off.
- It's dark in here.

Well, Fran brought
home a study last night

that said prolonged exposure
to fluorescent lights

shrinks your gonads.

There was this guy in Sweden.

He worked under these damn
lights his whole life.

The day he retired, his nads
were the size of apple seeds.

Apple seeds?

Apple seeds.

Hello.

Why is it so dark
in here, you guys?

The fluorescent lights
are shrinking the Cap's--

- Eyes.
- Eyes.

The glare is no
good for my eyes.

Hellacious.

I see.

Uh, listen, I just
spoke with the INS.

They have no record of Helen
Matthews entering the country.

And she is--

Enwright's assistant.

Live in assistant.

Uh-huh.

By your salacious inference,
I take it that Helen Matthews

is attractive and young.

And probably playing
doctor with the doctor.

Uh-huh.

So you're leaning towards her.

Well, you know, or it could
just be what it looks like--

a burglary.
- Come on.

When is it ever just
what it looks like?

So what about this
Helen Matthews?

What do you think, she's
here illegally, or what?

Maybe.

Maybe she's not even
using a real name.

But how many people do
you know from England

trying to sneak into the US?

Well, it's a hell
of a long swim.

All right.

You stay with her,
but don't take

the wife's name off your list.

If you suspect sex games between
consenting adults, so does she.

OK.

I don't know, Cotton.

A transmission for a '66 Charger
Hemi, that's a tall order.

Oh, come on now.

You gotta help me with this.

This is for a friend.

Well, I guess I
could special order it.

Hold it.

We're not talking anything
illegal here, are we?

You don't want to know.

Why not?

Well, that depends.

On what?

On what?

On what are we
talking about here?

On how badly you
want a transmission

for a '66 Charger Hemi.

Badly.

In less than six months?

Of course.

Then you don't want to know.

Why not?

Because it's
really complicated,

and it's so boring.
- OK.

Fine.

As long as it's on the up
and up, I don't have to know.

Then you didn't
hear it from me.

200 bucks.

$200?
For what?

For what?

A special order requires
a special deposit.

No way.

I'll give you 50 bucks.

Oh, look at the poor
little 50 all by himself.

Do you have another three of
these guys to keep him company?

200 bucks.

Come on.

$200, I could order
that thing retail.

Retail?

You never ordered
retail in your life.

If you could order
retail, you wouldn't

be coming here talking to me.

OK.

The sooner the better.

But be sure you do it
because it's for a friend.

Friends, remember?

What we were before today.

I told Susan she could
stay as long as she wanted,

but she left this morning right
after the police had gone.

Do you know where she went?

No, I don't.

She left in such a hurry.

She didn't even take
all of her things.

I don't understand.

Do you mind if we
take a look at her room?

No.
Go right ahead.

Thanks.

Oh.

You think she was in a hurry?
- Huh.

No, I just think she
liked traveling light.

Check this out.

I think she was
definitely in a hurry.

You find something?

I don't know.

Maybe.

You find something?

I sure did.

Yes, this is my husband's
insurance company.

But it's not unusual that Helen
would have that in her room.

She handled all those
matters for him.

Did anyone recommend
Helen to your husband

before he hired her?

No, he placed an ad.

She was the most qualified
person who responded.

Did she have references
from any previous employers?

I don't know.

Uh, maybe.

Look, he hired her
because she was

the best person for the job.

Mrs. Enwright, do you
think there is a possibility

that your husband and
Helen had more than a

professional relationship?

No.

She worked for him, that's all.

Why would you even ask
a question like that?

Because, ma'am, her leaving
raises some serious questions.

Helen was upset.

We all are.

I know Helen.

I'm certain she had
nothing to do with this.

Now, if there's nothing more,
I'd like some time to myself.

[music playing]

Ow!

Ah!

Ow!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hey, Alicia, it's me!
It's me.

It's Eddie.

You son of a bitch.

Don't you ever do
that to me again.

What, you're not
pleased to see me?

Huh?
Huh?

PAWNBROKER: As you can
see, the recession has

been very good for my business.

Yeah.

Burglary told us you called.

We appreciate it.

I get bankrupt
high rollers from

the '80s come here
all the time selling

their treasures for a song.

What do I need with
the hot merchandise?

Here.

Made sure I kept my
fingers off of it.

Good.

Thanks.

PAWNBROKER: Don't mention it.

I knew he was a goner
the minute he walked in.

What tipped you off?

PAWNBROKER: Well, look at it.

She's beautiful.

Priceless.

He let it go much too cheap.

He didn't even know what he had.

You got a description
of this guy?

PAWNBROKER: Yeah.

He was in his 30s,
medium height, wiry.

He had a goatee, and
he had a kind of aroma.

Aroma?

Yeah.

Sort of like the jailhouse.

In my business, you learn
to recognize the smell.

So I called.

We're going to have to
take this with us, OK?

Take.
Take.

She's a beauty, but
who needs the service?

Thanks.

That is our boy.

Crime lab matched the
prints off the statue.

Oh, I love it
when that happens.

He's an English lad by
the name of Eddie Bryce.

Just got out on parole.

- So what was he in for?
- The long con.

He scammed a retired dentist
out of his entire life savings.

Well, that wasn't
very nice, was it?

Yeah, but here's where
it gets interesting.

He had a partner,
a British woman

by the name of Alicia Wexford.

Now, there's no picture of her
in there, only a description.

Wait, wait, wait.
Don't tell me.

Don't tell me.
- I'm not going to tell you.

She looks exactly
like Helen Matthews.

Ding, ding, ding.
You win, Sergeant.

You move on to the next
round of the Palm Beach

Police Department playoffs.

Eddie was convicted
of extortion,

fraud, attempted murder?

That doesn't sound like your
typical con man, does it?

No, just your
typical psychopath.

Yeah.

CHRIS LORENZO: He tried to
kill a mark who got wise

and turned them in.

Helen, or should I say
Alicia, split right

before the heat came down.

She's been on the
run ever since.

The statue of limitations
on her charge is almost up.

If she had kept her nose
clean for a few more days,

she would've been
free and clear.

There is no statute
of limitation on greed.

Yeah.

So she goes to
work for Enwright.

She waits for her boyfriend
to get out so they can

go for the really big score.

Yeah, but how?

I mean, hocking a stolen statue
is not exactly worth the price

of the electric Chair Unless--

Unless?

Excuse me?

EDDIE BRYCE: And this
little piggy went wee.

I know you missed me, baby.

I missed you like I
missed a root canal.

You've gotten spunky
while I was in the joint.

That's right, Eddie.

Being away from you has
done me the world of good.

Now, why don't you get out
of here and leave me alone?

You've developed
some very bad habits.

I guess your doctor friend
didn't quite know how to keep

you in line the way I used to.

He was a cruel pig,
but only slightly

better manners than you.

A lot more money.

And you liked
that, didn't you?

Ah!

No I didn't, Eddie.

Yeah?

Yeah?

Let me go.

You're hurting me!

That's why you stayed
with him, isn't it?

He could treat you like he owned
you-- rough and nasty, yeah?

Then he made up for it by buying
you lots of expensive toys.

He didn't buy me
anything, Eddie.

Now, damn it, let me go!

What, no cars?

No apartment of your own?

No cash?

Oh, come on, sweetheart.

At least tell me you worked for
him for some expensive jewelry.

I didn't want
anything from him.

He was a nasty pig.

I had no choice.

He said he would turn me in
if I didn't do what he wanted.

He found out who I was.

So I've done you a favor.

Oh, Eddie, you didn't.

In less than a week, I
would have been free.

I could have done
anything I wanted.

I could have gone
anywhere I wanted.

No more running,
hiding, or lying.

It's all gone now.

All thanks to you.

Poor Alicia.

I get sent down for
five years, while you're

out here living the high life.

Well, let me tell you something,
baby, it's Eddie's turn now.

I didn't waste Enwright just
to fence one lousy statue.

The whole place is full
of expensive stuff.

I want you to go back,
and we cash him in.

I'm not going
back there, Eddie.

Yes, you can.

Of course you can.

Eddie, don't do that.

Oh, come on, sweetheart.

Pitch in.

I'm just trying to
think of our future.

We have no future, Eddie!

Please, Eddie, I have
spent the last five

years turning my life around.

I'm finished working the con.

I'm not stealing.

I'm not going to do
that anymore, Eddie.

You better.

Or I'll find you again.

And next time, it won't be just
your boyfriend who gets wasted.

Move you back.

Go.

What I do for love.

If I was a tabloid, my
headline would be screaming

about Dr. Douglas Enwright.

A real horny toad, huh?

Oh, he never met a
nurse he didn't try.

Walking case of
sexual harassment.

So you think he and
his young assistant--

- Oh, don't you?
- Had to be.

Right under his wife's nose.

You know, sometimes I
think I got a terrific job.

Surrounded by stiff men,
and none of them can talk.

Hattie.

Let's do coffee.

I'll buy.

All right.

I would have picked
you up this morning.

It was my turn to drive.

It's like riding in a blender.

Well, excuse me.

[music playing]

So what'll it be
today, detectives?

Life, health, or auto.

Florida Mutual is a
full service company.

Actually, none of
the above, Mr. Polk.

We're here to find out about
Dr. Enwright's account with you.

Right.
We called your secretary.

We told her that we were coming.

I know, I know, but
there's no harm in trying.

These days, everybody
needs to be covered.

You can't be too careful.

No, you can't.

Take what happened
to Dr. Enwright.

But he planned ahead,
made sure he was covered.

Now that he's gone,
he's in great shape.

Well, I'm not so sure
he would agree with you.

Metaphorically
speaking, of course.

Do you have any aspirin?

Uh, no, sorry.

Are all of those
Dr. Enwright's?

Oh, yes, ma'am.

He had a lot of very
expensive stuff,

and he wanted to make
sure that he was--

That he was covered.

Right.

Look, all we're interested in
is his life insurance policy.

Do you know, was any
coverage added recently?

Do you know that we have quite
a few exciting packages tailor

made for law enforcement?

FMI heard you had special
needs, and we responded.

No, Mr. Polk, we're
not interested in buying

life insurance.

That is the last thing
we're interested in.

We are here to find out
about Dr. Enwright's life

insurance coverage with you.

I am being clear, aren't I?

Uh, extremely.

Mr. Polk, we are fully covered
through our Police Association.

Oh, well, why didn't
you nice folks say so

and keep me from going on
like this, bending your ears?

Oh, here we go.

I believe I have what
you're looking for.

A supplemental policy taken out
by Dr. Enwright for $1 million.

Who is the beneficiary?

A Helen Matthews.

Here's the original application.

Uh, hold on, is there
anything else in that file

with his signature?

Oh, sure.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Yeah.

RITA LEE LANCE: So I
figure it went like this.

Helen or Alicia, she gets
cozy with the doctor.

She manipulates him into
thinking that she's his one

and only.

He wants to provide for her,
so he takes out the policy.

Or maybe she takes
out the policy.

And forges his signature.

She waits for Eddie
to get out of jail.

When he does, he offs
Enwright and makes

it look like a burglary.

They take the money and they
steal happily ever after.

It could work.

It definitely could work.

Wait a minute.

My care is gone.

Uh.

My car!

It was right here.

I can't believe somebody
would steal your car.

I mean--

[music playing]

EDDIE BRYCE: Yeah?

I knew you'd be back.

Couldn't stay away from the
best stuff you've ever had,

could you, huh?

No, I can't.

Prison must really do something
to crank up a man's libido.

You bet it does.

Five long years.

I didn't think about
anything except getting

next to something like you.

I want you to do it to me
the way you imagined in jail.

Wait.

First I want to try something.

I brought us a toy.

I'm the only toy we need.

Just hold onto
it for a minute.

You know, I thought I was
a master scammer, hey?

Next to you baby, ain't nothing.

Sure you never
been on the grift?

Nope.

Just picked it up
as I went along.

Necessity can be a
wonderful teacher.

We'll be sitting
in Cancun sipping

margaritas while
Alicia is getting

old and gray on death row.

I'll teach her to run out on me.

You know, she never even wrote
to me while I was in jail.

Silly girl.

She didn't know what she had.

It's a shame,
though, isn't it?

Best thing I've
ever come up with,

and I can't tell
anyone about it.

That's right.

You won't be able
to tell a soul.

What are you
doing with that gun?

I told you to ditch that for me.

- I guess I forgot.
- Come on now.

It's not funny.

On the contrary, sweetie.

I think it's hysterical.

EDDIE BRYCE: What the-- ah!

[gun shots]

I checked with impound.

There was no record
of my car coming in.

Somebody ripped off my car!

Well, your insurance
will cover it, right?

Insurance.

You know, they don't
consider my car classic.

They'll give me Blue Book,
which is absolutely nothing.

If you need
insurance, I know a man

over at Florida
Mutual who will bend

over backwards to help you out.

Um, ask for Mr. Polk.

RITA LEE LANCE: Well,
this is definitely Eddie.

So what do you think?
Lover's quarrel?

Thanks.

My guess would
be something more

like a little financial dispute.

Yes, something like, um,
thanks for the help, Eddie,

but I'd like to keep all
the money for myself.

And, by the way, bang,
bang, you're dead.

Love, Alicia.

Sounds about right.

I'd put the time of death
around 11:00 last night.

Shot twice in the chest.

Stay tuned for ballistics.

Not much in here.

Got some cash, pawn shop
ticket, and parole info.

You know what?

Be right back.

OK.

Hattie.

I won't hold you
to this, but, um,

do you think the same murder
weapon killed Doctor Enwright?

Well, the size and
shape of the entry

wounds on both victims
are very similar.

You're really going out
on a limb here, aren't you?

For me, I am.

Yeah.

- Picked this up.
- What is it?

A card key to a security lock.

Does it have an address on it?

No, but it does
have a magnetic strip.

HELEN MATTHEWS: Thank you
for letting me stay here.

I had no place else to go.

Oh, you're welcome, dear.

Think nothing of it.

In fact, I'm glad you
called when you did.

The police came by asking all
kinds of strange questions

about you.

You have to believe me.

I had nothing to do with what
happened to Dr. Enwright.

Oh, I believe you, Helen,
but police aren't so sure.

But get some rest.

You can stay as
long as you like.

Thank you, Mrs. Enwright.

Call me Susan.

All my friends do.

- Cap, you got a sec?
- Yeah.

Listen, we just got the
ballistics report on the gun

that killed Eddie Bryce.

Same gun that killed Enwright.

And we found a card
key in the motel room.

Now, it's to a gated
golf course community.

Very expensive and
very exclusive.

The kind of place only
someone like Enwright

could afford to own.

Uh-huh.

I'm guessing that
you've already checked.

Yeah, we did.

And yes, he did
own a house there.

We talked to his wife.

She said they hadn't
been there in months.

She gave us the keys.

We think that Alicia
Wexford is hiding out there.

So you think she'll
be expecting you?

Not likely.

This lady is smart, Captain.

I think she set the whole
thing up way in advance.

We are probably the
last thing she expects.

So what are you standing?
Go!

Go!

Helen!

Helen, wake up!

We've gotta go.
- Why?

What's wrong?
- The police.

The guard called and said
they're on the way over here.

We've got to get
you someplace safe.

You're taking a big
chance, aren't you?

Why are you doing this for me?

Because I know
that you're innocent.

And in this state, they
put you in death row

first and ask questions later.

Come on.

Wait here.
I'll be right back.

I forgot the car keys.

[music playing]

OK.

Let's get out of here.

RITA LEE LANCE: Hey, Chris.

It's been fired recently.

You know, is it just me, or
does something about this

bother you?

Like how we seem to be
just one step behind her?

Yeah.

And we always seem to find
that one little thing that she

has carelessly left behind.

This is killing me.

As sloppy as she
is, you wonder how

she managed to stay on
the run all these years

without getting caught.

Yeah.

It certainly does.

Well, maybe it was towed.

Have you checked
the impound garage?

It was stolen,
and I want it back.

How the hell am
I supposed to help

you with something like that?
- Out of the car, Cotton.

Now just hold the phone.

Hold it right there.

Are you implying I had
something to do with that?

I am shocked and I am hurt.

You sent someone to look for
a tranny for a '66 charger,

and someone found a '66 charger.

They found mine, Cotton!

Now, if my car is sitting
in a chop shop someplace--

I swear I don't know
anything about it.

Well, you better find
something out about it.

You better find out all about
it, and you better do it today.

You got 24 hours, Cotton.

Try to help out a friend,
and look what I get for it.

Thanks.

Just came back from forgery.

Handwriting expert
says this is definitely

not Enwright's signature.

Well, no surprise there.

We figured Alicia forged
the signature anyway.

Yes, but I also ran
a fingerprint check,

and guess what?

None of the prints
match Alicia's.

Well, if she was that
sloppy with the signature,

why would she be careful
enough to wear gloves,

and why would she be careful
enough to wipe her prints

off the murder weapon?
- Exactly.

But you know what?
That's not it.

Check out these phone records.

All of these calls were
made to Enwright's house

from Alicia's motel room
after Enwright was killed

and after Alicia disappeared.

You think Eddie
made the calls?

That would be my guess.

So we conveniently find
an envelope that leads us

to the phony insurance
policy that points

directly to Alicia Wexford.

Not to mention we
also found the murder

weapon in her belongings.

You know what else is
bugging me about this case?

Enwright seems like
the type of guy who

loves his possessions, right?

So if he's going to hire an
assistant to take care of all

of his precious little
things, don't you think he

would've checked her out first?

Of course.

So Enwright must have known
that Alicia was a fugitive.

And he didn't do a
damn thing about it.

Why?

Because that way he
could own her, too.

Mrs. Enwright runs the place.

She handles all the finances,
does all the hiring and firing.

This is definitely her baby.

You ever seen this guy?

His parole officer
said he worked here.

Oh, yeah.

Sure.

Mrs. Enwright called me
and told me to hire him.

He came in for his first
day, filled out his W-2s,

and then he never showed up.

When I told her, she
said to never mind,

and that he was working
for her on her boat.

You don't think
that was true, huh?

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm sure old Eddie
was hard at work

doing some serious
offshore drilling,

if you know what I mean.

I think we do
know what you mean.

Yeah.

Here.

These are for you.

Uh, thank you.

Very much.

Eyes off the butt, huh?

RITA LEE LANCE: I am mad.

Are you mad?

You're damn right I'm mad.

Why are you mad?

Because Susan
Enwright has been

yanking our chain since
this investigation started.

You know, we've picked up every
little tidbit she has left

behind for us to find,
and we have done exactly

what she wanted us to do.

Is that why you're mad?
- Yeah.

That just about covers it.
Yeah.

You know, I am cheered
by one thing, though.

What's that?

She has no idea we're coming.

Yeah.

What have you done?

Oh, what have you done?

What?

I told you nothing illegal.

You also told me that you
didn't want to hear about it.

Only if it was legal.

Well, it seems to me
like you're splitting

some mighty fine hairs here.

You didn't even try to find
a new transmission, did you?

You went out and found the
first Charger Hemi you could,

and you stole it.

Well, you know,
parts like that

are kind of hard to come by.

Did it ever occur to
you that it's wrong?

Not only that, but
you could be taking

somebody's car that could
get you in serious trouble,

like a cop?

You're kidding.

Do I look like I'm kidding?

Bummer.

You're going to
make this right.

You're going to find
a new transmission,

put it in this
car, make this car

look better than it
did the first day

it came off the assembly line.

You got that?

Cotton, you know
I'd like to do that.

You know I would.

But I sold a bunch of the parts.

COTTON DUNN: Sold!

So Enwright finds
out about Alicia,

but he doesn't report her to the
police and he doesn't fire her.

No.

He moves her into his home.

He's got a devoted assistant
by day, a love slave by night.

and she'd better cooperate--

Or she goes to jail.

Yeah.

Then Mrs. Enwright
finds out about Alicia,

and she comes up with a
little plan of her own.

She waits for Eddie
to get out of prison,

she has him off
Enwright, and then

she makes it look
like Alicia and Eddie

did it for the insurance money.

CHRIS LORENZO: And
then she kills Eddie,

and she sets Alisha up
for that murder, too.

Mrs. Enwright ends
up with all the cash.

She rigs it so it looks
like Alicia, the fugitive

from justice, did it all.

HARRY LIPSCHITZ: So go ahead.
Swear out a warrant.

Let's bring her in.

We got to find her first.

See, we know she
owns a boat, we just

haven't been able to
find out where it docked.

What about a private dock,
like a house or something?

CHRIS LORENZO: We
thought about that, Cap.

We thought about it.

It turns out that Enwright
hid all of his properties

inside shell companies.

It's going to take us months
to go through them all.

The fact of the matter
is she could be anywhere.

You don't have
that kind of time.

If what you're saying is
true, Mrs. Enwright can't

afford to leave Alicia alive.

And without her, you
kiss your case goodbye.

Yeah.

CHRIS LORENZO: If
you're Douglas Enwright

and you're going to buy
a boat, what kind of boat

is it going to be?

Judging from the rest
of Enwright's things,

it would be a nice one.

Say expensive.

Very expensive.

And what do you do--

what do you do when you buy
something really expensive?

- You insure it.
- Damn right, you do.

FMI owes you two
a debt of gratitude.

You alerted us to some
serious irregularities

on that life insurance policy.

Don't mention it.

Oh, no, no, no.

You may have saved
us a million bucks.

Say, do either of you have kids?

Because we just came up
with this great new package.

It's called
graduation insurance.

If for any reason your child
fails to finish high school--

Just the boat, Mr. Polk.

The boat.

Oh, yes.
Of course.

Here it is.

Here it is.

The Deja Vu.

Oh, she's a nice one, too.

Yep, she's insured.

Does it say where
the boat's docked?

Well, sure.

It would have to.

It's a beach house.

435 Topsail Road.

Thank you, Mr. Polk.

No, I--

SUSAN ENWRIGHT: We'll take
a long, leisurely cruise.

Island hop for a while.

By the time we get back, my
lawyers will have cleared

up this whole ridiculous mess.

If it's all the same
to you, I'd rather not

leave town right now.

But the police are
looking for you everywhere.

Wouldn't you prefer to
be on a nice, warm beach

rather than rotting
away in a jail cell?

I think I'll take my chances.
But thanks, anyway.

I'm afraid I can't
let you do that.

It's been you all along.

It's all been you!

Come on, Helen.

Or should I say Alicia?

I would think you,
more than anybody,

would appreciate
everything I've done.

What, set me up for murder?

No, Susan, I don't
appreciate that at all.

I did not set you up.

That's just the
police being stupid.

My husband and Eddie,
they were the abusers.

You know that as well as I.
- Eddie?

What about Eddie?

He's dead.

I dealt with both of them.

I thought you'd appreciate
the beauty of it.

I mean, it's the perfect sting.

And I'm the mark?

Nonsense.

I'm going to give
you $250,000 in cash

and take you to the islands.

You'll be rich and
you'll be free.

No, I won't, Susan.

I'll still be looking
over my shoulder

every minute of
the day like I have

done for the last five years.

I had a chance to be free,
but you've seen to that.

Sorry, my dear.

What's done is done.

Ah!

[music playing]

CHRIS LORENZO: 427.

There it is.

[gun shots]

Police!

Put your hands where
I can see them!

She's jammed!

Come on.

I was so scared she
was going to shoot me.

You have to believe me.

I had nothing to do
with the murders.

We know, Alicia.

You know who I am?

I guess I'm under arrest anyway.

What were you up to, Alicia?

You trying to set the
Enwrights up for a scam,

or was this just
a place to hide?

It was a job.

I thought it was a perfect
job until I found out what

Dr. Enwright was really like.

I hated what Eddie and I did.

And when he got caught, I
swore to myself that I was

through with that kind of life.

But I was still wanted,
so I had to run.

Will I be in jail
for a long time?

We would like you to
come downtown with us.

Voluntarily cooperate
with us, we'll

put what you know with
what we know so we get

the whole picture on this case.

You coming down could have
a big influence on your case.

Plus, we promise we'll do
whatever we can to help you.

Of course.

I'll do what you say.

And who knows, uh, the warrant
expires on her in, what, say,

what, 48 hours?
- 48 hours.

Yeah.

Plus by time we finish all the
paperwork on the Enwright case,

it could be several days
before we get to you.

Weeks.

Are you saying
I'll be free to go?

It could happen.

HELEN MATTHEWS: Wow!

not to mention a considerable
amount of my own money.

But the main thing is you
got your car back, right?

I mean, nobody has to
be arrested, right?

Oh, all right, Cotton.

Good!

Hello, sweetheart.

Uh, what about the
transmission, Cotton?

That's what you ordered.

That's what Cotton
done delivered.

Oh, Cotton, I am not
going to forget this.

Come on, baby.

Hump for me.

Oh!

So smooth.

Hey, Rita, check it out.

Cotton got my car back.

Cotton?

Yeah.

Cotton?

Man, wonder what the
hell got into him.

Oh, I think I have
a pretty good idea.

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SINGER: [vocalizing]