All language subtitles for Silk Stalkings S03E08 Love Never Dies 1080p Peacock WEB-DL AAC 2 0 H 264-CHDWEB (1)_track3_[eng]

[camera shutters and rock music]

HOST: Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome to the premiere
showing of the new line

of Sinful Secrets lingerie.

I hope you all
enjoyed our preview.

And for those of you who enjoy
browsing through our catalog,

and you know who you are,
the beautiful and talented

Veronique is here today.

[applause]

[music playing]

So is this where
we say break a leg?

That's for actors, Chloe.

I'm going to walk out in
front of a crowd of strangers

in nothing but my
underwear and look like I'm

having the time of my life.

And I'm not acting.

Good luck, Veronique.

Are you nervous?

He's here again.

It's the third show in a row
he's been there, watching me.

Every guy out there is
going to be looking at you.

You're the reason they're here.

This is different.

He's different.

Don't you worry about it.

You just worry about
looking pretty.

See?

RITA: So you didn't
believe Veronique when

she said she was being stalked?

RICK: Well, she wasn't
being stalked exactly.

I mean, getting
guys to look at her

is what she did for a living.

This guy just seemed
to bother her.

I don't know why, he
didn't do anything.

Can you describe him for us?

'40s.

hell I don't know.

He was just some guy.

I didn't pay much attention.

What happened after the show?

We went back to my house
for a little r and r.

[mysterious music playing]

Three glasses?

RITA: Put that out, would ya?

Sure.

Sorry.

You're quite the ladies
man, aren't you, Mr Garland?

Well, I haven't had
any complaints yet.

OK.

You left your house
at 2:00 this morning.

Yeah.
I took Chloe back to her place.

I got home sometime after 3:00.

Hey, baby, I'm back.

Veronique?

[DRAMATIC VOCALIZATION AND
MUSIC]

[MUSIC - DANNY LUX, "SILK
STALKINGS THEME"]

RITA: Whoever said
perception is reality

sure wasn't a cop, because
eyewitness accounts

vary with every eyewitness.

If three people see
the same thing happen,

they will almost always
remember it differently.

The trick is to catch the
pieces of each account

that seem to fit together.

And that could be the
beginning of the truth.

You know, for somebody
whose girlfriend just

overdosed on drugs,
you certainly don't

seem too shook up about it.

Well, maybe you
just don't see it.

Oh.

Would you put that out?

- If it bothers you.
- Yeah.

It bothers me.

Did you know Veronique
had a drug problem?

I knew she was using.

Yeah.

I tried to get her help.

But some people you
just can't help.

Not my fault.

CHRIS: I never said it was
your fault, Mr Garland.

You're not on trial here.

Could have fooled me.

So you left your house
to talk Chloe Wells home?

RITA: See, we've
got her address.

Her house is about 10
minutes away from yours.

By your account, you were
gone almost over an hour.

Listen, let me
tell you something,

you get yourself a copy of
the Sinful Secrets catalog

and then you look
up Chloe on page 27

and tell me how any guy could've
got out of there in less time.

RITA: Do you ever think
about anything else?

The Dow Jones, baseball,
anything-- anything at all?

Well my old man
always told me to find

something to do
that I would love

and that would make me happy.

[chuckles]

And I'm happy.

CHRIS: Drugs make you happy?

I don't do drugs.

I do money.

I do beautiful women.

I do things.

It's all I need,
and it's all I do.

What about
manipulating people?

You do that too, don't you?

Well, if you haven't
tried it, don't knock it.

You just have all
the answers, don't you?

No.

I think I'm all out
of answers for now.

Am I free to go?
- Yeah.

Why don't you leave.

We'll be in touch.

Oh, I'll Looking
forward to it.

The life of a wealthy man.

Do you think they got an
openings in the mailroom?

I could start at the bottom,
work my way into yachts,

then up to bachelor
pads on the beach.

RITA: No, it doesn't
happen that way, partner.

You gotta be born with a
silver spoon in your mouth, not

a plastic fork.

Yeah.

Mm, mm, mm.

Hoo.

I never pegged you as
the French bikini type.

You know, you could
give a guy a complex.

Mm.

Uh, aren't those awful drafty?

You're asking
the wrong person.

I don't wear any.

Uh, are those notes
on my arousal threshold

or the ME's report?

Looks like your dream
girl was a skin popper.

CHRIS: For how long?

Well, for quite some time
judging by all the scar tissue.

Wait a minute.

Most skin poppers don't give
enough heroin in their system

to OD.

Exactly.

Plus it doesn't
fit the tox screen

on her blood and urine, which
came up with enough opiates

to drop a horse.

But something else does?

RITA: See these
bruises on her wrist?

I've got a matching
set on the other side.

So somebody held her down.

And there is also a puncture
wound under her left arm.

So somebody held her down
and shot her full of heroin.

Death at the hands of another.

Beautiful woman,
not too strong--

it wouldn't be tough to do.

It's a shame.

[music playing]

[party chatter]

Ah, you look stunning--

as usual.

I'm not high, if that's
it you're checking for.

Don't be cross
with me, Veronique.

Didn't I tell you I could
make things happen for you?

This is only the
beginning, remember that.

But it only works if
you're on your game.

I know.

RICK: Come here, I've
got plans for you.

I'm going to make you famous.

Now, go out there
and dazzle them.

Mr Garland, no
visitors backstage.

You know that.

Amanda, you know, I think
you're not only sore at me

because I handle
the hottest model

your catalog has ever had, I
think it's because of the way

I handle her.

You may have this poor girl
confused with your promises

and your money, but not me.

Now, do I have to call security?

Oh, break a leg, Amanda.

I mean really, break a leg.

SO Amanda Jameson and
Rick Garland, they weren't

the best of friends, were they?

Amanda's pretty
protective of her girls--

maternal instinct and all.

CHRIS: Are you sure
Amanda wasn't operating

from a different kind instinct?

Does he have to be here?

Forget about Mr
Sensitivity, Chloe.

We just want to know
about Veronique's life.

You're amongst friends here.

My friends don't have
the power of arrest.

So, Chloe, are you
still dealing drugs?

There he goes again.

Look, I'd be lying
if I told you we didn't

already do some checking.

We know how many times you went
down for possession with intent

to sell.
- Are you still selling drugs?

Sometimes-- to friends.

Did you ever
sell to Veronique?

Sometimes.

But never enough to kill her.

I wouldn't do anything
to hurt Veronique.

You wouldn't do
anything to hurt.

Seeing you with the
boyfriend must have hurt her.

Besides which, he doesn't
seem like your type to me.

He wasn't.

But Veronique was.

And if I had to put
up with Rick Garland

to get to Veronique, then OK.

I can't believe you taped us.

I can't believe you left him.

I didn't know.

Honest.

Oh, come on girls,
don't tell me knowing

you did it in
front of the camera

doesn't get you
going all over again.

Put the camera
away, Rick, please.

I gotta go get more tape.

Alone at last, huh?

Right.

Just you, me, my
boyfriend, and his camera.

Something is bothering you.

You can tell me, Veronique.

Are you holding?

Is that all I am to you?

I'm sorry, Chloe.

I didn't mean it like that.

Rick came back
about five minutes

later with another blank tape.

Did Veronique ever tell
you why she was so anxious?

No, she didn't say.

There was a man following her.

Do you know who it was?

RITA: No, we don't.

Chloe, did you ever notice
strangers hanging around?

Lots of strangers
hang around models.

We get to where we don't
look at their faces.

We don't want to
know that they exist.

Why not?

CHLOE: They're just an
occupational hazard.

Veronique was becoming famous
because men in need of life

got off on her pictures
in the catalog.

It doesn't take a
lot of imagination--

a sicko man lets his fantasy
life cross over into reality.

Do you buy Garland's alibi?

Oh, what choice do we have?

I mean, Chloe backed
it up all the way,

including the roll in the
hay at the time Veronique

was breathing her last breath.

Yeah, but she wasn't
very convincing.

No.
It didn't a lot for me either.

You know, maybe she
had a bad acting coach.

CHRIS: As in Garland?

RITA: Yeah, as in Garland.

Hello, Cotton.

Lovely Rita, your
prayers have been answered.

You mean you prayed
for a two-faced,

swindling scammer who would
know the truth if it jumped

up and bit him in the butt?

That hurt, Chris.

Cotton is looking for
a new place for me,

aren't you cotton?

CHRIS: You want to
rewind that for me?

Come on, Rita.

You of all people--

look, why don't you
just give me a purse.

I'll burn it, save yourself
the hassle, you'll be done.

You know how busy I
am these days Chris.

I don't have a
moment of time, and

if I don't find a
place in the next week,

I owe other months rent.

And I want to move, you know?

I mean, I want a house
with a yard and flowers.

You don't have enough time
to find this house and garden,

but you're going to have
enough time to farm it.

Look, Cotton is
doing looking for me.

That's all.

I mean, how bad can that be?

She's doing the
smart thing, hiring

a pro to do the deal-making.

A novice looks at a real estate
ad and reads, ample parking.

I see dirt front yard.

They see, has character.

I see bad neighborhood.

They see rustic.

I see leaking roof,
cracked foundation,

and dangerous
levels of radon gas.

You mean you know
all about bull, Cotton.

RITA: Look, time
is money, Cotton.

Have you found anything or not?

COTTON: Only your tower, Rita--

a dandy little abode with
your name written all over it.

Really?

RICK: 10 years new.

Two bedroom, one and
half bath cream puff.

Hardwood floors throughout,
bonus room, great neighborhood,

walk to beach.

Won't last long, call Totsie.

And it's in your price range.

Oh, that sounds
too good to be true.

- Yes, it does.
- Yeah, I agree.

And I'd be out
checking on the goods

right now if it wasn't for
this problem of per diem.

Per di-- per diem?

I thought the only Latin
you knew was habeas corpus.

It costs money to
drive beauty from one

open house to the next.

Now, I realize
you're going to pay

me when I find the right place.

But in the interim,
expenses are eating me up.

OK, Cotton.

I surrender.

Are you sure you know what
you're doing here, Rita?

I'm giving Cotton Dunn money.

What do you think?

OK.

Let's see--

Five.

Yo, Lorenzo.

Let's see.

Well, that should
just about do it.

Yeah.

Listen, I need you
to keep it close by.

Thanks.

So how do you know
John Penner anyway?

Well, we worked a couple
of homicide investigations

together right before
he quit the force.

Quit?

I heard he was politely
asked to leave.

It wasn't so polite.

[music playing]

Penner.

Lorenzo.

Long time no see.

Oh, wait, wait-- it's Sergeant
Lorenzo now, isn't it?

Yeah, it is.

John Penner, I'd like
you meet my partner,

Rita Lance, also Sergeant.

RITA: So you're
John Penner, huh?

Guilty.

All I ask is that
you don't believe

everything you've heard.

So what's up?

What's so urgent?

Well, my many friends
in the department

tell me you've got the
killing of a lingerie model.

You heard right.

What about it?

Well, I can do
something for you on that.

Namely?

Namely, I can
give you the killer.

So you talked to Chloe Wells?

Yeah, this morning.

And you know she's a junkie,
a pusher, and a habitual liar,

right?

Why don't you tell us
how you really feel, John?

John, what's your
connection to Chloe Wells?

I was hired to find
out who's selling drugs

to the Sinful Secret models.

You were hired?

Who hired you?

Hell, old buddy, I'm a PI.

Can you believe that
with how I used to hate

them when I was on a homicide?

Yeah.

I used to call them
all kinds of names.

Well, now I is one.

You-- you didn't
tell us who hired you.

Well, now, Sergeant
Rita, I can tell you that.

Well, hey, Marcy.

Thank you very much.

Sure.

Scotch for breakfast, huh?

Oh, well, it's 5 o'clock
in Singapore or someplace.

Listen, John, you
aren't telling us anything

we don't already know.

We've pulled Chloe's rap sheet.

We know all about
her drug history.

OK.

Then you also know
that Chloe will

tell a lie even when telling the
truth would serve her better.

Maybe so, but she
established an alibi

by far the dead woman's
boyfriend that we can't refute.

And you believed her?

Well, we really don't have
a hell of a lot of choice

until we prove otherwise.

Well, now, for a hot
couple of seconds there,

I was under the impression
that we were all speaking

the same language here.

So did I.

Then why can't you
see what I can see, huh?

This Rick Garland, he did it.

For somebody who hasn't
been in the department

for five years, you sure
do get around, don't you?

Well.

Now, like I said, I was
hired to investigate anybody

with anything to do
with Sinful Secrets,

including this Rick Garland.

Now, trust me on this, will
you, folks, the man is dirty.

Look, John, you were a cop.

You know we can't do anything
until we have evidence.

Oh, it'll come.

Don't you worry.

See, when I was a cop
I met enough bad actors

like this Garland to know that
sooner or later, somewhere down

the line, he's
going to screw up.

[camera shutter]

[music playing]

Hey, Amanda, we need to talk.

I told you to leave.

I just got done checking
with my answering service.

Guess what?

No messages for me, but one
from Veronique from the Mayfair

Agency in New York.

Well, you're not
the only with friends

in high places, Mr Garland.

Veronique is mind.

You're disgusting.

Veronique is not a side of
beef for you to lay claim to.

I'm the one who found her.

I'm the one who turned her
into what's selling underwear

in that catalog of yours.

And I'll be damned if I let
you or anyone at the Mayfair

Agency horn in on my action.

That girl needs
professional management.

Why don't you think about
what's good for her for once?

You mean she needs to
get away from me, right?

I think you were just
about to leave, Mr Garland.

You're going to
regret this, Amanda.

You either butt out, or
before I'm through everybody's

going to be sorry.

AMANDA: And now everybody is
sorry, especially Veronique.

You sound like
you blame yourself

for her death, Miss Jameson.

No, I don't.

I blame the bastard who
murdered, Rick Garland.

Is there any
proof of that man.

Because if there is,
frankly, we can't find it.

Whether or not you can
prove that Rick Garland

personally shoved that
needle into her arm

is beside the point.

You've just lost me.

I'm talking about
all the little crimes

he committed against her.

He treated her like
a dog on a leash.

He's heaped humiliation
on her, he degraded her,

and he enjoyed doing it.

She just didn't understand
what was happening to her.

RICK: OK, Chloe, into the water.

Swim on over here.

CHRIS: Chloe, surprised
to see you here.

What do you think
you're doing here?

A few more questions
came up, Mr Garland.

I've said all
I'm going to say.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm kind
of in the middle of something

here.
RITA: This won't take too long.

RICK: That's right, it won't.

I think I'll call my lawyer.

Let's give your father's
lawyer the afternoon off, huh.

I don't have anything
else to say to you.

Amanda Jameson did.

She said you made a
serious threat the night

that Veronique was murdered.

(CHUCKLING) That's ridiculous.

She's lying to you.

That lesbo would say
anything to get even with me.

RITA: Get even for what?

RICK: She was in
love with Veronique.

Amanda was trying to get
control of Veronique's career

so she could shut me out.

And when I found out
about it, I lost it.

You lost it how much, hmm?

Did you make a threat?

I want you off my property.

And don't come back
until you get a warrant.

If we have to come back you
can bet there'll be a warrant.

Count on it.

[approaching vehicle sounds]

You should have
stayed in the picture.

Oh, I'd probably
break your camera.

Oh, you must be Totsie.

Mr Dunn.

Well, hi.

It's a pleasure to finally
meet you in person.

You know, it's just not
the same over the phone.

You're a people
person too, huh?

Mama always said so.

Is something the
matter, Muster Dunn?

Well, I've done the
comps on this neighborhood,

and this doesn't compute.

What doesn't?

Well, the rent on this
place is half as much

as places with the
same square footage

and similar beach access.

This place wouldn't have to be
built over an ancient Seminole

burial ground, would it?

No, Mr Dunn.

The house isn't haunted.

It's just owned by very
anxious couple who doesn't

want the house to stay empty.

I think that's good news for
your people, don't you think?

It is.

Let's talk money first.

I'm brokering this
place for another party.

So if we do make a deal,
I'll expect my commission

to come from your end.

Mm-hmm.

And what would that amount to?

Just my usual 20%.

Aha.

Well, I think the owner
might go 15 if we make a deal

and close it real fast.

Done.

What do you say we kick the
tires and check under the hood,

shall we?
- OK.

[laughter]

Oh, sorry.

Oh.

Make yourself at home, John.

CHRIS: What are you
doing in here, man?

Oh, just sitting
here, wondering

why Rick Garland isn't in jail.

I mean, I thought
you went to see him/

Yeah, we did.

Not that that's any
of your business.

So how'd you manage to
come back empty-handed?

It's not that easy, John.

You know that.

Oh, yeah?

I mean, things have really
changed that much, have they?

Tell me the truth now, partner.

Have I been away that long?

Because I'll tell you
something, if I were running

this investigation,
I'd have Rick Garland's

head on a platter right now.

You're not running
this investigation, John.

You're right.

I'm not.

Um, (NERVOUS LAUGHTER)
I'm butting in, aren't I?

OK.

I apologize.

CHRIS: It's all right.

I understand.

No, you don't understand.

I mean, see, it's a whole
different world over here

on my side of the badge.

You're just jazzed
about the case.

It's OK.

Don't patronize
me, please, Rita.

I'm a big boy.

I can face the truth.

You two are the cops, not me.

No problem.

But on the other hand, I
get to go home at night.

That's pretty much
what I'm going to do.

Good night.

You know, what if he's
right about Garland?

Ah, I don't know.
You know what?

Garland's not the
only possible suspect.

We've still got Chloe
Wells and Amanda Jameson.

Plus the guy who's
been stalking Veronique.

It could be Garland
looks so good for this

because he is such a sweetheart.

[mysterious music]

Nothing to drink
for breakfast?

It's not 5 o'clock
in Singapore.

Where's your partner Rita?

I sure hope she's not still
mad at me for sticking

my nose in your investigation.

No, John.
She's not sore at you.

She likes you.

I've got some business
to take care of.

She's a good cop.

You're lucky to have
her as a partner.

Yes, she is, and, yes, I am.

What did you call me here for?

Woo!

A little tender this
morning, aren't we?

Look, I said I was sorry
for butting my nose in.

OK?

I'm going to help you
nail Rick Garland.

Rick Garland?
You know, Rick Garland--

Rick Garland is all I
hear out of your mouth.

And don't tell me you did
anything to him the DA is

going to throw back in my face.

Don't point your finger at me!

Then stay out of my
investigation, John!

All right.

Show me some respect.

What did you do to him?

I didn't touch him!

Last night I had to pay
off my street snitch who

has helping me with
this Sinful Secrets

thing and the drug deal.

John, you of all
people, you know

how the DA feels
about information that

comes from paid informants.

This guy's never let me down.

I'm sure he's an
upstanding citizen.

He's upstanding
enough, all right?

Anyway, the street snitch
tells me the night the model

got killed he sold a little
packet of Persian brown heroin

and a syringe to Chloe Wells.

Chloe-- now,
you're going to tell

me Chloe Wells is the killer?
- No.

You're getting
ahead of yourself.

Well, you explain it to me.

Chloe Wells had a friend with
her when she bought the goods.

Rick Garland.

Rick Garland.

Rick Garland.

RICK: What the
hell do you people

think you're doing in here?

It's called executing
a search warrant.

You have to have probable
cause to get a warrant,

and you don't have it.

Judge Walters would
argue the point, my friend.

A reliable source saw you
in the company Chloe Wells

when she illegally
purchased street

grade heroin and a syringe the
night of Veronique's murder.

RITA: Heroin overdose
was the cause of death.

And it was
administered by someone

other than the deceased.

Is that beginning to sound
probable enough for you?

So you waive that
piece of paper and that

gives you the right to come
in here and invade my home,

turn it upside down, and
treat me like a suspect?

Let's just say it gives
us the right to search

your home for the contraband.

CHRIS: As for treating
you like a suspect,

that depends on what we find.

I'll be in the kitchen.

Yeah.

- I think I'll call my lawyer.
- Yeah.

You let me know
when he gets here.

We'll talk about your rights.

RITA: Hey, Chris.

Yeah.

Look at what we just found
in the trash compactor.

Ah, Mike, go get Mr Garland.

Cuff him and read
him his rights.

As I see this, we have two
ways to proceed, Mr Garland.

We have the easy way and we
have the not so easy way.

The choice is yours.

I won't talk to you until
my attorney gets here.

CHRIS: I'd like to meet the
lawyer who can explain away how

we found this in your house.

How many times do I
have to tell you people,

I never saw that
thing in my life.

Oh, you couldn't
tell us enough times

make us believe you.

Somebody must have planted
that thing in my house.

Cops maybe who are getting
pressure to solve a case they

don't have a clue on.

It could have been you.
RITA: OK.

OK, sure.

Let's say for argument's sake
that Sergeant Lorenzo here

did plant the syringe
in your house.

That's certainly in the realm
of possibility, don't you think?

But then you have to explain the
blood we found in the syringe.

He's got blood in
his veins, doesn't he?

CHRIS: Sorry, friend,
but I'm O positive.

Blood in the syringe
was AB negative.

Now, that doesn't match me,
but it does happen to match

dead girlfriend Veronique.

RITA: And AB negative is the
rarest blood type in the world.

So even if your
lawyer can get a jury

to buy the planted
evidence idea,

do you think he can explain
away the blood type too?

It doesn't look good.

It looks thin, Mr Garland.

You think about that.

He's determined not to crack.

And he's not stupid either.

No, he's not.

And he wouldn't have
used his trash compactor

to get rid of murder weapon.
- No, he wouldn't.

He'd do exactly what
I'd do, he would

throw it in the ocean with
the rest of the medical waste.

Yep.

So that brings us back to
John Penner and his snitch.

Yeah.

You know, John Penner has
been a serious yank to get

Garland's throat in a noose.

OK.

So let's say that John
planted the syringe.

Yeah.

That still leaves us
with one little problem.

Yeah.

Where did Penner get the
rarest blood type in the world

to put in the syringe?

Mm-hmm.

Chloe, it's the police.

Open up!

You think she heard
about Garland's arrest

and decided to skip town.

No way she could know
we have him in custody.

[door creaking]

Looks like somebody
left in a hurry.

Have you got a pen?

Yeah.

[telephone redial sound]

FEMALE VOICE (ON PHONE):
You've reached 555-6735.

Sorry I can't come to
the phone right now.

But if you leave
your name and number,

I'll get back to you
just as soon as I can.

RITA: Hey, Cotton.

Yeah, your office told
me I'd find you here.

This is a handicapped
spot, Cotton.

You should see my short game.

I'm going to go
get us some coffee.

- Thanks.
- Talk to me, Cotton.

What's up?

Rita Lance, welcome home.

This is nice.

COTTON: Nice?

Norman Rockwell is nice!

This is Jasper Johns
meets Frank Lloyd Wright.

This is cutting edge.

This is passion!

This isn't just four walls,
a door, and some windows.

This is a statement!

Curb appeal like that generally
comes with tight dress

and some three-inch pumps.

How much is it?

COTTON: What's it worth to you
to have your own personalized

living space in which
you create your very

own gender-specific universe?

How much, Cotton?

Give me a cashier's check
for $2,005 and the universe

is yours.

$2,500?

Plus my modest fee
and expenses, of course.

The 25 is first and last and
a nominal security deposit.

Which, I might add, I
negotiated down to a fraction

of what the owner wanted.
- I don't know, Cotton.

What's not to know?

It's perfect!

It is a very,
very pretty house.

Live large, Rita.

You don't want to stucco
cracker box surrounded

by people with no-neck kids--

people who take owning
an RV seriously.

Well-- um.

I'm going to have to go
by my credit union first.

Fine.

CHRIS: Hey.

Chris!

What brings you
down to my domain?

I need to see somebody's file.

Hey, how's Rita?

I mean, does she
ever talk about me?

You know, I really thought we
hit it off last time we met.

You know, Artie,
the last and only time

that you saw Rita was at last
year's New Year's Eve party.

She said hello to you.

What file did you need?

Look, I need everything
you got on John Penner.

Big bad John?

You don't ask for much, do you?

There are internal
affairs reviews in his file.

It's confidential stuff, Chris.

You know, Artie?

Hm?

I see Rita Lance
every day in my life.

Now, it would be
no big deal for me

to drop the bug in
her ear about the guy

down in records she met a last
year's New Year's Eve party

that's got a lot to offer her.

Are you serious?

It depends.

You mean I'm the
guy down in records

bending departmental protocol
with confidential files?

That's one way to
look at it, yeah.

Yeah.

What?

You didn't want the
free trial subscription?

Garland just got out on bail.

- You've got to be kid--
- No.

The judge didn't think
that he was a flight risk?

No.

The judge didn't know what to
think after the lawyers got

through with him.

Garland could have
run for governor.

Oh, man, I would have =ed
to have seen that performance.

What?

I just keep thinking about
something Penner used to say

tome when he was still a cop.

He would say, when a case
suddenly wraps itself up

like a present underneath
the Christmas tree,

always check your calendar.

Hm.

[phone ringing]

Yeah, Sergeant Lance.

Uh-huh.

Stu, next time we have
chili fries, I'm buying.

OK.

Thanks.

I have got an address
to go with the number

I pulled off Chloe's telephone.

Got a name?

Yeah, that too.

Amanda Jameson.

Boom, boom, boom.

[crickets chirping]

CHRIS: Oh, man.

I guess it was dumb
of me to think that I

could hide from everyone.

Look, he's not going to
get away with this, Chloe.

One phone call,
Garland's bail is revoked,

and he's back in jail
where he belongs.

You just say the word.

As much as I'd like
to see that happen

Rick Garland didn't do this.

The man that did this
to me said that I

could expect a lot
worse if I came forward

to backup Garland's alibi.

He said that I should
leave the state for good.

Chloe, if you saw this man
again, could you identify him?

Sure.

I know the guy's name.

It's that same rent-a-cop
bastard who's been hassling

me ever since I got to Florida.

His name is John Penner.

[music playing]

Well, here it is,
everything you've

ever wanted to know about John
Penner but were afraid to ask.

What's this pile right here?

Commendations.

This one?

Reprimands.

I knew you wouldn't have
time to go through all these.

So in the interest of
time and my love life,

I cross-referenced as much
as I could on the computer.

You said there were
some high reviews, right?

I don't see those in here.

Well, that stuff was a
little too hot to handle.

How hot?

Well, it was
just before Penner

resigned from the department.

Evidence tampering?

I guess because of
all these commendations

they quietly let him slip
out the back door, as opposed

to nailing them to the wall.

All right, what's
this right here

about a psychological
fitness test?

Mm, I noticed that when too.

Apparently came just
after Mrs Penner

filed a domestic violence
claim against him.

I'll be damned.

Cotton, what are
those people doing

moving furniture in my house?

- Moving in?
- Well, yeah.

I thought I was.

Where's Totsie?

She's supposed to meet us here.

That's what she said us too.

COTTON: Oh, now, stay
with me on this, Rita.

Let's not go losing our
heads while everybody

else is losing theirs.

Yeah.

Not to mention their
deposits, Cotton.

COTTON: Oh.

Totsie's phone's
been disconnected.

Oh, great.

No kidding.

Totsie's not a
real estate agent.

She's running a con.

Oh!

She finds an empty
place, gains access,

puts an ad in the paper,
gets a lot of deposits

from a bunch of people.

Comes moving day, she's gone.

This is priceless.

You know, frankly, the humor
of losing $2,500 escapes me,

Cotton.

Well, you gotta admit,
the lady running this scam

knows what she's doing.

You sound impressed.

Well, she's conned
a con man, Rita.

Surely you can appreciate
the irony in that?

Well, then a con should
be able to catch her.

And I want her caught, Cotton.

I want my $2,500 back.

I guess this is a bad
time to ask for gas money?

[music playing]

CHRIS: I ran into
Chloe Wells last night,

and I got a good look
at your handiwork.

Oh, yeah?

Well, here, let me see if
I got a quarter so you can

call somebody who gives a damn.

You're going to go
down for this, John.

I was wrong about
you, Christopher.

You know that?

I mean, here all this
time I thought you

were what we called a real cop.

And now look at you.

Look at you-- you just
turned out to be like all

the rest of them, didn't you?
- I obey the law.

Oh, come on!

Spare me that crap, will you?

There's a whole world
out there just full

of dangerous, bad people with
some crazy ideas about what

they want to do to people.

And the only thing
standing between them

and the general public
are people like me.

And I used to think
people like you.

Don't compare me to you, John.

I'm not like you in
any way, all right.

You just don't
understand it, do you?

There's a war!

And it's going on out there.

And I fight it, because
I want to win it.

That makes me a criminal?

That's what they call the
people who brutalize witnesses

and tamper with evidence.

We all bend the rules!

There's bending the rules and
there's breaking the law, John!

You broke the law!

You were the one stalking
Veronique, weren't you?

What was it?

Was it some sexual thing?

It go sour when
she rejected you?

Shut up!

You know, you just about got
the response you wanted there.

I know about the trouble
with you and your wife.

Oh, who doesn't know about the
trouble between me and my wife.

And I think I know why
you were stalking Veronique.

Oh, come on, Chris.

There's really no going back
at this point, you understand?

I mean, there's no way
for them to kind of like

handle me in the department the
way they did before, is there?

I'll tell you what, you--

you do me a favor.

You tell-- you tell for me
that I'm willing to go to jail.

[glass shattering]

But not till I finish the job.

Oh!

[laughter]

So you're the guy who's
been following Veronique.

And you're the
guy who killed her.

What do you want from me?

I want you to pay.

Look, if it's money you
want, I got a safe full of it

in the house.

Oh!

Oh!

You took a sweet, innocent
kid, you hooked her on drugs

and you turned her into a whore.

There's only one kind of
money I know of to cover that.

Look, you want me to
confess, I'll confess.

Just, please, don't
hurt me anymore.

Just tell me why.

She was going to leave me.

That's it?

She was mine!

I'm the one who created
what she'd become,

and she was going to leave me!

Oh!

She was nothing to you!

She was just property!

Well, what the
hell was she to you?

She was his daughter.

We know all about
everything, John.

Chris showed me the
reports on you, John.

Yeah, well, my wife
split and took our baby.

Baby girl, wasn't it?

That explains the AB
negative blood type we found

in the syringe you planted.

You got it from yourself because
you were Veronique's father.

It took me damn near 20
years to track them down.

And when I heard that Veronique
was coming back to Florida,

you know, I figured I'd be
a father for the first time.

I never got a chance to talk
to her because this dirtbag--

[coughing]

--hooked her on
drugs and used her.

And then he murdered her.

Look, Chloe Wells has
already confessed, John.

She's going to hang
Garland out to dry.

There is no need to do
it this way anymore.

Come on!

This is John Penner
you're talking to.

There's no judge
in his right mind

that'd let this
guy get convicted

after some of the stuff
I pulled here today.

Ho, John listen to me.

All right, look at me.

Killing him is not going to
bring your daughter back.

You're right.

It's won't.

But it's the next best thing.

Oh!

[dramatic music playing]

CHRIS: Turn around, John.

Now, folks, don't
dally too long,

because a creampuff house
like this, I'm telling you,

it's not going to last long.

COTTON: Well, shut my mouth
and flip my pancakes, if it

isn't little old Totsie McGee.

Well.

Cotton.

How'd you find me?

I just followed this
trail of creampuffs.

I knew that cutesi stuff would
get me into trouble someday.

Honey, you don't
know what trouble is.

Now, don't get me wrong, but
this scheme you had going

would bring a tear
to Ponzi's eyes.

But if you're going to
stay in this business,

you better find a better
way to screen your marks.

Are you a cop?

Not exactly.

Oh.

Then I'm going to get a chance
to talk my way out of this.

Take your best shot.

Guess that's the end of
the line for John Penner.

Yeah, I guess it is.

Is that what happens to
a cop who takes his job

too seriously?

No.

Maybe when they don't
take it serious enough.

Sergeants Lance and
Lorenzo, Totsie McGee.

Well, hi.

Cotton has told me
so much about ya.

Yeah, I'm sure he has.

This is yours.

Thank you.

I'm afraid you have us at a
disadvantage, Totsie, since all

we know about you is what we
found out from the mug books.

We're on the way
upstairs to Bunco

where Totsie's
turning herself in.

That's very noble.

Do I detect a slight air
of romance here, Cotton?

You are one
perceptive man, Chris.

I look into those big
green eyes of hers and I

see a kindred spirit-- a
woman to share my joys,

my hopes, my--

Rackets.

You know, Cotton, why are
you taking the woman you

love upstairs to get booked?

Well, Cotton and I,
we talked it all out,

and we're going to need clean
slate to start our new life.

And I figure,
with only two priors

on a record, a promise
of restitution,

and a contrite
demeanor in court,

we're looking at
six months tops--

maybe even community service.

So then what for you
guys, or dare I ask?

And then we take
my business acumen

and Totsie's real
estate expertise

to the next logical plateau.

Timeshares!

Is that right?

[laughter]

You two are looking at
a ground floor situation.

Now, how would you like to
vacation in Bermuda one year,

then the Virgin
Islands the next?

Now, we're going to
get a lot of bookings

real fast, so the first deposit
in is the first deposit--

Pass.

Me too.

[music playing]

[MUSIC - DANNY LUX, "SILK
STALKINGS THEME"]