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>> I miss you.

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>> Testing, testing.

>> Hey, Fred.

>> Hey.

>> How you doing?

>> I'm okay.

>> Don't worry, sweetie.

I'll be okay, and I'll always be with you.

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>> Seniors, quiet down.

Seniors, this party atmosphere quite simply has to stop.

>> Move.

>> How?

God, bitch.

No wonder they held her back twice.

>> Hey, Maya, I heard Principal Master is making you work the school newspaper like a tool.

>> Yeah, better juvie.

>> Now, I'm joined today by Detective Morrison and Coroner Hayes.

They're here to enlighten you on the dangers of excess.

Now, listen up.

Detective.

>> I can promise you all one thing.

>> That this will be short?

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>> That if you party too hard for the rest of this school year, we're the people you're going to meet.

I've seen it too many times to even count.

Kid gets a hold of some alcohol, maybe some drugs, and you don't know when enough is enough.

Call goes out, and that's where the coroner, Dr. Haynes, comes in.

>> That's where I come in.

And a few days later, a badly decomposed corpse washes up on the beach.

That becomes my job to identify the body.

And do you know how I do that?

>> Dental records.

Kisses.

>> Yeah.

It's a sad and sorry task, but yes, that's how it's done.

>> And if there's no dental records?

>> Well, then we would have to carry out a DNA analysis of the corpse's bone marrow.

>> Oh, that's fucked up.

>> It's actually not that difficult of a process.

What you do is you take the bone marrow and you grind it up in these little pieces,

and then you add in some dye elements and some chemicals, and you put that all in an aggregate gel.

And then you take your gel and you put that in the --

>> My apologies, detective.

So hard to keep their attention, especially today.

>> Why was today?

>> A distant volleyball final.

They love their volleyball here at Blue Bay.

Can't think why.

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>> Blue Bay sucks.

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>> Here's a new angle on the Britney Havers cover story.

Forget that whole preppy popular girl bullshit.

Let's go deeper.

Let's expose how little Miss Trailer Park actually became the richest bitch at Blue Bay High.

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>> Almost, Britney.

You suck.

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>> Tie breaker close.

Very close.

>> Ooh, the suspense is killing me.

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>> Party at your house, Brit.

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>> Hey, Brit, what's up?

>> I'm going to be in a world of shit when I step out of my mind about this.

Oh, my God.

>> Have fun.

Don't worry about it.

It's a party.

>> Look at those guys.

They're college guys.

Brett guys.

>> Is there, uh, data pies?

>> Or, okay, okay, I'm not really sure.

Come on, have fun.

What's wrong with you?

Look.

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>> Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What are you doing?

>> Just cute her a little, Mikko.

>> I want everybody out of my house right now.

Out.

>> What's your fucking problem?

>> That's her dead mother's portrait, you dumbass.

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>> I'm sorry, Brit.

They're just assholes.

>> I messed up bad this time.

>> Why don't you marry a millionaire?

Just like your dear dead mother.

What the hell are you doing here?

I thought maybe I'd write a story for the school rag.

Gator white trash makes good.

What you think?

>> Don't you dare, you bitch.

>> So, tell me what your poor, desperate, alcoholic mother ever saw in booty chasing millionaire.

Now it's Dunlap.

>> Why don't you get the fuck out of here?

>> You may fool your cardboard cutout friends, but I still remember where you came from.

You can take the girl out of the trailer park.

But you can't take the trailer park out of the girl.

>> Out of my fucking house before I call the police.

>> Ooh, trouble in paradise?

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>> I'm not going to say it again.

Out of my fucking house before I call the police.

I said no.

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>> Great party, Mr. Dunlap.

This is not my fault.

I didn't --

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>> Well, that's trash.

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>> My mother, my daughter.

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>> Oh my God.

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>> My mother.

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>> My mother.

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>> My mother.

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>> My mother.

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>> My mother.

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>> My mother.

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>> My mother.

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>> My mother.

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>> My mother.

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>> My mother.

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>> I'm leaving tomorrow and you pull this party shit?

How am I supposed to trust you now?

>> I'm sorry, okay?

You can trust me, Dad.

>> Stepdad.

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>> You feeling okay?

>> Yeah, it's just --

>> What's up?

>> Nothing.

There was just this guy at the house last night.

>> Oh, what happened?

>> No, nothing like that.

>> What then?

>> Just forget about it.

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>> Tell me about the guy, right?

Was it one of those cute frat guys?

>> No.

>> Come on.

Tell me.

>> There was a man threatening Niles with a gun.

>> Seriously?

Jesus.

>> The weird thing is when I asked Niles about it,

all he did was give me shit about the party.

>> I'm sorry.

What are you going to do?

>> Look, I don't want to talk about this right now.

Let's just go to practice.

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>> Got it.

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>> Hey, Britt.

Britt.

>> Principal's looking for you.

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>> Brittney.

>> What is it?

>> Maybe you better sit down.

>> Last time you asked me to do that, my mother was dead.

>> There's been an accident.

>> No.

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No, not again.

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>> Afternoon, Detective.

>> Insurance investigator.

Great.

>> Any word on what caused the crash, if you don't mind me asking?

>> You know what?

I do mind.

>> We're both on the same team here, Detective.

We're both looking for answers.

>> No.

No, we're not.

I'm looking to wrap this up and go home.

You're looking to find trouble where there isn't any.

>> No, I would never.

I'm just trying to do my job.

>> Oh, yeah?

What's your job, huh?

What, scratch your wound until it bleeds?

Let me tell you something.

What happened here is a guy took on gravity and he lost.

That simple enough for you?

>> Nothing is ever as simple as it appears.

>> Hey, look around you, pal.

This is a police investigation.

You don't belong here.

So why don't you pay that girl her check and go back to wherever it is you came from?

>> Detective.

>> What do you got?

>> Looks like swamp rats.

>> Yeah, they probably went in after the body.

Excuse me.

>> You ever hear of a rat running into a burning airplane?

>> No, I don't.

I don't know.

I don't know.

>> Hi.

I'm sorry to be bothering you.

I know this isn't an easy time for you.

>> Is something wrong?

>> We found rats in the fuselage of Niles' airplane.

They chewed through the wiring.

>> Are you serious?

>> Yeah.

It looks like maybe somebody put them there on purpose.

You know anybody who may have been angry or had a grudge against your stepfather?

>> Hey, Britt, what about that guy you told me about?

The one that threatened Niles?

>> You want to tell me something?

>> What did I say?

You think you're a gambler?

Huh?

A hundred?

Two hundred?

That's a dozen.

Look at me.

I'm a fucking br--

>> You might have to take that tape, all right?

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>> According to the provisions of Mr. Dunlap's will,

Miss Savers shall be furnished a stipend until the time she graduates from a college of her choice.

After that, she will be provided with a small trust.

>> How small are we talking?

>> $25,000 a year for life.

>> $25,000 a year?

>> What about the controlling interest in the company?

>> Mr. Dunlap's 51% will revert to the corporate trust,

of which the board will supervise subject to the provisions of the will.

>> There must be some kind of mistake.

>> I'm afraid not, Miss Savers.

>> What were the provisions?

>> That the money would go to a blood heir if Mr. Dunlap had one.

Otherwise, the trust is empowered to donate the money to Mr. Dunlap's favorite country club.

>> This is bullshit.

>> Please, Miss Savers, these are your stepfather's last wishes.

>> Is there any other money?

>> Mr. Dunlap took out a $2 million life insurance policy last year.

But with no heir, I'm afraid that also reverts to the trust.

>> So, $25,000 a year, that's it?

>> A lot of people live very well on $25,000 a year.

>> In the glades, maybe.

>> We'll have the papers ready for you to sign in front of the judge tomorrow morning.

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>> Term National.

>> It's me.

>> Well, how's life in Blue Bay with the rich and shameless?

>> Same shit a different day.

Listen, Lacey, I need you to do me a favor.

Give me everything you can on Niles Dunlap.

Hire a PI.

And with the good, the bad, the ugly.

>> Where are you going with all this tea?

>> I smell a rat.

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>> What up, boss?

>> I thought you fulfilled your hours for the week.

>> Got another angle on the Brittany Habers story.

>> Oh, this shit ain't going to sell.

>> You need to think sensational.

>> That's what I'm talking about.

>> Well, it's kind of disrespectful to Brittany, don't you think?

>> What the hell do I care?

Fuck her if she can't take a joke.

>> But, you know, with the will and everything, I'm sure she doesn't need any more bad news.

>> What about the will?

>> The way I heard it, she lost out on everything except a lousy $25,000 a year.

>> All her old man's money is going into some trust fund for the country club unless they can find a blood relative.

>> Damn.

That fucker must have been worth a boatload.

>> 65 mil, according to Forbes.

>> Honey, you need to get out more.

Perfect.

>> Let's see what we got here.

I'm afraid there's not much we can do for the little fella.

>> I didn't think so, doctor.

What I need here is some information.

>> What kind of information?

>> Like where did this thing come from?

And why was it found in a control panel of a downed airplane?

That kind of thing.

>> You really loved this rat, didn't you?

>> Indeed.

It's going to be worth $2 million.

>> Okay.

I'll run some tests.

>> I really appreciate this.

Thanks.

>> Sure, buddy.

>> Thanks.

>> Hey.

Yeah.

We do rat.

>> This just came in for --

>> Crime figures are down for one reason and one reason only.

The hard work and the dedication of the men and women of this department.

Excuse me.

>> I'm in the middle of this fucking dog and pony show.

>> We got it.

>> What?

>> The guy from the security tape.

Facts just came in from Miami PD.

Small time hood runs some back room gambling joints for the Cuba Mafia.

>> I'm going to have to call you back.

>> Everything's fine, Brittany.

Come on.

>> What the hell's going on?

>> There's a wrinkle in Mr. Dunlap's will.

>> What do you mean a wrinkle?

>> You remember the clause about a blood relative getting the money?

Let's go make some room.

Back off.

She doesn't have a comment.

>> No, she is lying.

>> Put her in the court.

I will not tolerate another heart burst in my courtroom.

I understand, Ms. Avery, that this is very hard for you.

But you will respect this process.

>> Ms. King, will you please continue?

>> Like I said, Niles Dunlap was my father.

>> It's like little bits.

>> Put her in the court.

Order.

Order.

Order.

Court's adjourned.

We'll try again tomorrow with a little more decorum, perhaps.

>> It's me.

>> You're working late.

>> That's because you've got craggin's panties all in a bunch.

He's scared you're going to lose out on another big payout.

>> You tell the old man not to worry.

He's going to bring this one home.

>> What you got on Niles Dunlap?

>> Okay.

Married three times, twice divorced.

Brittany's mother was the last wife.

Committed suicide a year ago.

It was real nasty, too.

Took a long car ride off a very short jetty.

She'd found out about his reputation with the ladies, if you know what I mean.

>> What kind of reputation?

>> Well, he's seen more pussy than an animal shelter.

>> Oh, I love it when you talk dirty.

>> Mm-hmm.

Had a world famous wine collection housed in the cellar of his $10 million mansion.

>> I wouldn't expect anything less from a corporate tyrant.

That it?

>> Oh, I always have more for you, T.

He was also a big time gambler, seedy back rooms in Miami as well as the legit tables in Biloxi and Atlantic City.

Wouldn't bet an eyelid at dropping a meal or two.

He was compulsive.

Oh, he learned to fly so he could squeeze in a little more time at the tables between Friday and Monday.

Even taught his stepdaughter, Brittany, to fly so he could down a cocktail or two.

>> Very interesting.

>> Uh-huh. Sure is.

I overnighted Dunlap's medical records.

>> Thanks, Lisa.

You're the best.

>> Today when high school student, Maya King, came forward claiming to be the illegitimate daughter of late millionaire, Niles Dunlap.

The room exploded in chaos as Brittany Haber, Mr. Dunlap's stepdaughter, attacked Miss King upon hearing the news.

Two bailiffs restrained Miss Haber before the judge ordered the court adjourned for the day.

>> Oh. Plot thick house.

>> These are -- >> Letters, your honor. From Mr. Dunlap to my mother.

>> Love letters?

>> No. I wouldn't call them that.

>> Well, tell me about these notes. When were they written?

>> After I was born. Summer of '84.

My mother worked in the Dunlap mansion. One of her three jobs.

For the first month, he didn't even talk to her.

Ignored her like she was a piece of trash.

Then one evening, that all changed.

Suddenly he was all over her like a rash.

A few weeks later, she exploded the myth you can't get pregnant your first time.

The very same day he fired her, he cut her a check.

Gave her the name of a doctor he wanted her to see.

Needless to say, she didn't know what he wanted her to do with the money.

How could he not see the huge fucking crucifix around her neck?

>> This is an outrage.

We're dragging a well-respected man through the mud based on the slanderous testimony of a less than reliable witness.

>> I will not tolerate any more interruptions.

Miss King.

>> Sorry.

It's just still hurts to think about.

Mom put me in foster homes when she needed to save money.

I haven't spoken to her in a couple of years.

Last I heard, she moved to Puerto Rico.

I went through her personal stuff after she skipped town and that's when I found those letters.

All from Niles.

All threatening her if she revealed that he was my father.

>> Miss King.

You'll be required to submit to a DNA test which we matched to the late Mr. Dunlap.

>> Really?

>> The results will be back within two days, at which time this court will make a final ruling.

>> There you go.

>> Thanks.

>> Let's go.

>> What do we have here?

>> Dunlap, exhumation for DNA testing.

>> That's a killer.

>> Cancer sticks.

>> Everybody died, believe me.

>> I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?

>> Terrence.

Terrence Bridge, national life insurance.

>> Hey.

Mr. Dunlap must be an important client of yours, huh?

>> He was.

I wrote the policy myself.

Now I'm on the hook for two million.

It's got to be a pain in the ass for you, this old mess.

>> It's no big deal.

>> Well, when you finish doing the DNA, could you give me a call, please?

Let me know.

>> Yeah.

You'll be the first to know.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I get a --

>> Oh, yeah.

Appreciate your help.

See you when I see you.

Yeah.

>> You sure you don't want some company tonight?

No.

I just need some time to think.

>> Bye.

>> Hold up, honey.

You want to dance with me, baby?

Huh?

You want to dance with puppy?

>> What do you want?

>> When I'm old, me have what I'm old.

>> I don't owe you anything.

>> You want to fuck a million dollars of debt on debt with him, entiendes?

Huh?

Look at me.

Three days, I'll be back, mija.

And you don't want to fuck with me, muchachas.

>> Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?

>> I do.

>> Dr. Haynes, have you completed the DNA tests?

>> Yes, your honor.

>> Let me see them.

And are you satisfied with these results?

>> Yes, your honor.

>> Very well.

The transcription reads as follows.

The DNA taken from the person of mija king and checked against that of niles dunlap is a genetic match.

Therefore, the opinion of the coroner's office that niles dunlap is indeed the blood father of mija king.

As per the provisions of the will, mr. Dunlap's 51% controlling interest in the dunlap corporation goes to miss mija king.

Court adjourned.

>> Miss havers was led away in tears after the ruling.

Miss king now stands to inherit the shares of the dunlap corporation valued at approximately $70 million.

In a related story, a Cuban national was detained here today in blue bay on suspicion of murder in the investigation of the crash of niles dunlap.

>> Thank you, linda.

Mr. Secretaries was taken into custody earlier today at his home in valley view.

No word yet on what specific charges will be brought against him.

>> They got him.

>> Don't you ever sleep?

>> I did once.

>> Overrated.

>> Come in if you're coming in.

>> What did you find out about our little rodent friend?

>> A few bits and pieces.

I'll tell you one thing.

That was no ordinary swamp rat.

>> What do you mean?

>> Wasn't quite sure myself.

So I ran some tests.

I love rats.

They're amazing.

They can survive a five-story fall, swim for six hours, crawl through a hole the size of a quarter.

Scavengers.

But not this guy.

He wasn't settling for scraps of garbage.

He had a taste for the finer things in life.

Like this.

Cork fragment.

Found in its stomach.

With mold residue.

>> Mold residue?

>> For an expensive bottle of wine.

I'd say at least 20 years old.

Trendy rat.

>> I think it's time to celebrate.

>> Okay.

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>> Oh, shit. Why didn't you just kill those fucking things?

>> That's a $2,000 bottle of wine.

>> You know I'm good for it.

>> We did it.

>> We did it, didn't we?

I just saw on the news that they arrested the Cuban guy and they're going to charge him with Miles' murder.

>> See?

What did I tell you?

That cop just wants all his cases tied up in a pretty little bow.

>> Nothing's over until it's over.

We haven't even sold the company shares yet.

Nothing is foolproof, girls.

>> Quit worrying.

This is the last time we're all going to be together before the money's in the bank.

Let's make the most of it.

Come here.

Now kiss him.

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>> Beautiful but deadly.

>> Do I know you?

>> The name's Terrence Bridge.

I'm handling your stepfather's insurance claim.

>> Well, if you're talking about Niles' $2 million policy, you're talking to the wrong person.

The Melaleuca tree.

Beautiful to look at, but all it does is suck up the water around it until nothing is left.

Everything dies around them.

>> Really?

It's fascinating.

>> You know they found rats in your stepfather's plane.

>> Detective Morrison told me.

Now if you'll excuse me.

>> Rough night last night, huh?

You get too many drinks?

Must be tough to know when to stop.

We're in your city on Blue Bay's most extensive wine collection.

>> What's your point?

>> I just learned a long time ago that when something doesn't add up, you seek out the oddity.

>> Well, good luck with that.

You wouldn't happen to have a rodent problem, would you?

>> Just you.

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>> Who the hell does she think she is?

That's Brittany's spot.

Hey, you're parked in Brittany's spot.

Haven't you heard?

She's out.

>> I'm in.

So can I join your little Nazi fashion clique now?

>> You're trash.

You always have been, and you always will be.

>> Thank you.

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>> Maya.

What the fuck are you doing here?

>> Somebody sees us.

>> Come here.

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>> What is it?

>> The insurance guy, Bridge, came by to see me, and he was asking me about wine collections and rats and rats.

>> So?

>> He knows.

He fucking knows.

>> Don't be so paranoid.

Look, insurance creep is on the hook for two mil.

He's squirming.

He doesn't give a shit about anything else.

>> What if he goes to the police?

>> He won't.

He's got nothing.

>> What about the Cuban guy?

What if he gets out of prison?

He's going to come after me.

Do you know that?

He's going to come after me.

>> Don't sweat your pretty little head.

I'll take care of you.

We're in the clear.

>> Maybe.

>> I want to fuck you so bad.

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>> Is this a bad time, doctor?

>> Jesus Christ, you almost gave me a heart attack.

>> Well, we're in the right place for that.

>> What's on your mind, Mr. Bridge?

>> Niles Dunlap's medical record.

The man was 50 years old and more physically fit than any man half his age.

>> Yeah.

>> Strong heart, low cholesterol.

In fact, aside from some bouts of chicken pox and scarlet fever as a child,

his medical record is all but unblemished.

>> That's good for him.

Doesn't help now that he's toast, but good for him.

>> Just out of curiosity, what are the long-term effects of scarlet fever?

>> Well, that would depend on the severity of the infection.

If it was real bad, it could cause a heart murmur or sometimes eye or ear damage.

>> Or sterility.

>> Sometimes.

>> Now, what if -- and this is just a what if -- Niles Dunlap was sterile?

>> Well, that's impossible.

You see, Miss King proved that --

>> I know. I know. I know.

The DNA was a perfect match.

You ran the test yourself.

>> Right.

>> But it would throw a real monkey wrench into the works, wouldn't it?

Wouldn't it?

If he was sterile?

I'm sorry, man. I don't want to waste any more of your time.

If you can think of anything you can tell me, anything at all, just call me day or night, all right?

>> Great.

>> Harvard man, I see.

>> Yeah, I --

>> I went to Morehouse.

But I'm just trying to figure out how a big-time education at Harvard can land someone like yourself

some small-town coroner's job, which seems odd.

See you when I see you.

>> Yeah.

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[ Explosion ]

>> What the fuck are you doing here?

>> That Assurance Agent's crawling with my fucking ass.

>> Get the fuck in the house. Let's go.

>> Come on.

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>> Fucking idiot. Let's go. Get in this fucking house.

Damn it.

If he could prove anything, he wouldn't be a fucking insurance agent, would he?

He's just fucking with you. See if you have crack.

>> Crack?

I don't think I'm going to get through this.

>> Yes, you will.

Just think about the 70 million.

And this.

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>> So how did you do it, Maya?

How did you get the DNA to match?

What the fuck you doing here?

>> I was just looking for Maya King's place.

>> Well, you're looking at it.

>> I know. I was -- hey, look, man, I'm an insurance agent.

Hey, whoa, just take it easy, okay?

I'm just trying to give you my business card.

Want some light?

>> All right.

>> Here. What do you want with her?

>> You know, she stands -- stands to inherit a large sum of money.

>> From Bobby Santiago?

I very much fucking doubt that.

>> Bobby who?

>> Her father.

Probably. I never can tell.

Hung around here when he wasn't doing time.

Died on the business end of a pig sticker over in Calahassee about a year back.

>> Wow. Well, that's hard to hear that.

You wouldn't happen to know where he would be buried, would you?

>> The county dumped his box in the ground out at Sapienza Hill.

>> Sapienza Hill.

>> Hello?

>> Fucking Julian.

>> Meyer, what's wrong?

>> He's losing it.

That insurance investigator's been nosing around.

Julian can't take the fucking heat.

>> Well, he wouldn't do anything stupid, would he?

>> Abso-fucking-lutely.

We got to deal with him.

>> What do you mean, deal with him?

>> I think I mean, we never plan on cutting him in for real.

>> Look, I think that we should think about this before we do anything.

>> Don't think, Britt.

Just sit there and look pretty.

>> And we'll be together forever.

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>> Papa King.

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[ Birds chirping ]

>> All right, Miss King, if we can get your signature here.

And here.

All right.

All right.

We're finished here.

That's it?

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>> $70 million.

Oh!

$70-fucking-million.

Yes!

>> $69,427,000, to be exact.

Now, you're sure you don't want to transfer this to an account?

>> No, thank you.

A company check will do just fine.

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[ Phone ringing ]

>> Hello?

>> It's done.

$70 million big ones.

I got the check in my hand.

>> Ow!

>> All right.

>> Oh, my God.

>> All right, calm down.

We still got shit to do.

We meet Julian tonight at midnight.

>> You know where.

>> Maya, look, I've been thinking about this.

>> No, no, you're not.

We stick to the plan.

>> Damn it.

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>> So you have something to hide after all, huh?

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>> Maya?

Maya?

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Look, don't fuck around with me right now, please.

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>> Maya?

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[ Screaming ]

>> Shit!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

>> Oh, I'm glad you could make it, Brits.

>> Let's go.

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>> You're such a puss.

>> Hey, remember that time we came down here with Annie and his little brother Ross?

>> Look, we need to talk.

He does not deserve this.

>> The plan's a mistake.

>> No, it's not.

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Knock it off.

>> Did I scare you?

>> Aw, fuck it.

>> Come here.

>> Come here.

>> I'm going to bite you.

>> Come on, Britney.

Let me show you something.

>> Where is it?

>> Come on, Britney.

>> Hold on to that.

Open it up.

Good.

Now, I want you to gently put them in slowly.

Slide them all the way down.

That's it.

Slowly.

Now, close it up.

Raise it all the way up.

Now, all you have to do is squeeze.

>> Can I join in?

Fuck!

>> Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

Maya!

>> No!

No!

Don't do this!

>> It's already done.

Go find his junky ass.

I'm going to double back.

>> Julian!

I don't want to hurry up.

Please just come out and let me explain.

>> Come on, Julian.

>> Julian, it doesn't have to end this way.

>> How did you think it was going to end?

Huh?

With all of us living together, half way?

Moving to Utah and raising chickens?

It's going to be me.

Who are you?

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you.

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> Bitch.

>> Hold this.

>> We're never going to get away with this.

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> I'm going to get you!

>> Where's Dr. Hans?

>> He called in sick today.

>> Really?

So what would it take to see Now's Dunlap's body?

>> A miracle.

Mr. Dunlap's body was released for cremation this afternoon.

>> On whose authority?

>> His daughter, my king.

>> Of course.

Of course.

What's Dr. Hans' home address?

>> I don't know.

It's just a...

[engine starts]

[sighs]

>> Brittany, grab a leg.

We've got to get him in the water.

Come on.

>> Brittany!

[grunts]

Shit!

>> Come on, let's go.

>> Holy shit!

>> Oh my god, we are fucked!

We are fucked!

We are fucked!

What are we going to do?

[grunts]

>> Pull yourself together!

Take care of that thing.

I'll stall him.

>> You got a leg?

Hi.

>> What in god's name are you doing out here?

Now don't you know Gator Alley ain't safe?

>> Yeah.

I was just out here with some friends and they kind of ditched me, so...

I tried to start my car.

I wouldn't start.

Just making my way back to town.

>> Town?

Little Lady Town is in the opposite direction.

[screams]

What the hell was that?

>> I didn't hear anything.

[grunts]

>> Alright Missy, you get in the backseat of the car.

Come on, get in the backseat of the car.

Move, now!

[grunts]

[screams]

[grunts]

[screams]

[gags]

[engine starts]

[engine starts]

[engine starts]

Maybe you could just give me a jump.

>> Fine.

[music]

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[music]

[music]

[music]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[DIAL TONE]

[PHONE RINGING]

Shit.

[PHONE RINGING]

Where are you?

That was so fucking close.

It's done.

It fucking better be.

Meet me at Jillian's.

Shit.

Shit.

[ENGINE STARTING]

[KNOCKING]

Dr. Hayes?

[KNOCKING]

Dr. Hayes?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

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[HONKING]

[HONKING]

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Bridge, bridge, bridge.

This had better be good.

How would you like a nice little murder case

all wrapped up nice and easy, handed to you on a plate?

Murder, huh?

Who?

Dr. Julian Haynes.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah?

You OK?

Uh-huh.

You sure?

You were kind of freaking me out last night.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I'm sure.

Fine.

We're on for tonight.

Make sure you're ready.

Yeah, yeah, I already checked.

[RADIO CHATTER]

Nothing over here.

[RADIO CHATTER]

How long do you want us to stay out here, Detective Morrison?

There ain't nothing down here.

Pack it up.

We're out of here.

Uh-huh.

You heard it, Johnny.

You got any idea what this bullshit

cost the department today, huh?

What about Julian's body?

If they killed him, I know it.

He's in there.

He's in there.

That goddamn swamp is my fucking reputation.

Maybe the gator's pinned him under a log or something.

I'm sure if he gets you guys--

You sure?

What, that my boss is going to have

my head on a platter because of your bullshit?

You're done, Bridge.

I'm going to make sure of it.

Get the fuck out of my county.

That's all right.

Just wear it.

You eat well last night.

Well, I hope you had a great fucking meal because it

cost me my goddamn job.

Fuck, this sucks.

This sucks.

The man of Luca sucks everything around him.

Fuck.

Come on, come on.

[horn honking]

Come on.

Shit.

Shit.

Brit.

Britney, come on.

We got to go.

We can't go.

Why not?

I'm why not.

I'm why not.

I need some more ice.

[music playing]

[horns honking]

[music playing]

[music playing]

I got to admit, it's a cool plan.

I'll give you that.

Using those pesky cellar rats to take Niall's plane down,

making it look like a Cuban hit.

Smart.

But not smart enough.

I called some local exterminators,

and I found out all about Miss Haber's well-documented rat

problem.

And then there's the little matter

of digging up Maya's rotting father

and getting the coroner to switch the bodies.

Very sexy.

Of course, you didn't think about the first soil

you would leave behind digging up a body that's

been buried for a full year.

Not sexy.

And last but not least, there's the junky coroner.

Dear old Julian.

Now, that was a tough one.

What the fuck are you talking about?

What am I talking about?

I'm talking about a beautiful tree that does nothing

but suck up everything around it until nothing's left.

And those roots, well, they take in anything, even blood.

What do you want?

I want to have the money.

Fuck you.

Bad choice.

Good choice.

Detective Morrison, please.

Yes, I hope.

Fine.

Fuck, fine.

You're in, OK?

Half the insurance money.

I think not.

I want to have to score $35 million.

Morrison's going to have the easiest murder case he's ever seen.

Detective Morrison, Terrence Bridge, how you doing?

All right.

Half.

I just want to apologize for this afternoon.

See you on the back nine.

No.

I'm not giving out my half.

Brittany.

Brittany.

Fuck.

Shit.

I'll take care of her.

So how long you been in the insurance business?

11 years.

11 years, huh?

Must have been tempting.

Cut a deal, skim a little off the top.

No, never.

Never?

Really?

It's not your money.

What made you change your mind?

11 years of cutting checks to assholes in wheelchairs.

Who later danced on a fucking jig in Maui.

Paying fortunes out to the abused wives whose husbands inexplicably decide to take baths with toasters and blow dryers.

11 years of living out of a suitcase, watching the rich get richer.

And a boss who's just been looking for a reason to fire my ass.

So this is payback time.

Oh yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

For all the years I've played by the book.

Now it's time for our bridge to get what's coming to him.

Oh.

[music playing]

[music playing]

[music playing]

[music playing]

It's so nice to finally meet somebody who can play my game.

Do it.

[music playing]

[gunshot]

[gasp]

Please.

You don't have to do this.

I'm-- I'm--

You just-- come on, man.

You want half the money, then you earn it.

[music playing]

[panting]

Where the hell have you been?

I'm not going to do this on my own.

I mean, get our shit together.

Well, we could just take it out the gator alley.

There's no way the police is going to check that place again.

[door slams]

[music playing]

[music playing]

Just like natural.

Nothing's wrong.

Nothing's wrong.

Real cool.

Real cool.

What the hell are you doing?

Stop me.

I dare you.

Wait.

[door slams]

[horn honking]

[horn honking]

[music playing]

Fuck!

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Fuck!

Double-crossing fucking--

Yes, there's a beige Buick LeSabre, license plate 288AJH,

driving around downtown Blue Bay with a dead girl in the trunk.

Sorry, did you say a dead girl in the trunk?

Yes, that's right.

[helicopter whirring]

[helicopter whirring]

Morning, Miss Harris.

Is it ready?

It took a little while to put it all together,

but it'll work.

I need to talk to Detective Morris.

I didn't kill that girl.

Brittany Habers did.

Well, we can't find Brittany Habers.

Maybe you killed her too.

You guys are wasting precious time, man.

You need to be at the-- the-- the-- the-- the-- the--

the busy polls, car rentals, the airports.

We already checked she wasn't there.

What the hell do you mean she wasn't there?

God damn it.

She doesn't need to buy a plane ticket because she

already knows how to fly.

[grunting]

[spitting]

[yelling]

[helicopter whirring]

We are out of here.

She's probably halfway to the Cayman Islands by now.

Laughing all the way to the bank.

Right to the left.

Oh, boy, she played you like a punk-ass bitch.

Skink.

On to the right.

Oh, I'm a fall guy now, huh?

Is that what it is, Brittany?

You're just going to disappear and leave

me hanging with all this shit.

[spitting]

Oh, don't you see what's going on, man?

She-- she killed all of them.

Getting you home, she killed all of them.

As simple as that.

Nothing is ever as simple as it appears.

Isn't that what you said, Bridge?

It is when it's the truth.

Sure it is.

Well, the truth is we found this in the trunk of your car,

right next to the dead girl.

Looks like it came from the Dunlop security system.

What do you want?

I want to have the money.

Fuck you.

Bad choice.

Environmental health and safety director

said district officials provided inadequate oversight

and just accepted assurance that the contractor

was in constant communication with state toxic regulators.

He said district--

All right.

I got a little greedy.

But I didn't kill Maya.

Brittany did.

Jesus Christ.

She must have erased the rest of the tape or something.

That one.

The FBI raided the Dunlop mansion

based on testimony of a Cuban national

arrested in the suspected murder of Niles Dunlap.

Early reports show that records seized indicate

Mr. Dunlap misappropriated millions

of dollars of his company's public funds

to finance a gambling addiction.

Turning now to the world of entertainment,

concert pianist Benjamin Coxker continues to--

He's not dead.

He's not dead.

He's not dead.

Oh, come on.

Niles Dunlap is not fucking dead.

He knew his corporate balls was going to be in a sling

and he set this whole damn thing up.

Can you see that?

Hey, hey.

You killed a little girl, you piece of shit.

They're going to love you, general population.

I'm going to make sure of it.

Get him out of here.

Jesus Christ.

You fucking bitch.

Put it in your fucking hand.

Get him out of here.

Put it in your fucking hand.

You won't do this, monsters.

You can't do this, man.

Don't do this, please.

Don't do this.

Jesus, Britt.

What are you trying to do, kill me?

It's just a little bit of turbulence.

It'll be smooth sailing from here on out.

Sure will.

I'll tell you, greed, it'll do it to you every time.

Poor old Mr. Bridge.

You had him figured out the moment you laid those

pretty little eyes on him, huh?

Uh-huh.

You ready?

You betcha.

You got an airboat waiting for us?

Yeah, it's all taken care of.

Don't worry about a thing.

Don't worry about a thing.

What's the matter?

You afraid I did something when I packed your chute?

Maybe.

Take mine.

What are you worried about?

You're dead already.

You know, you and your mother, you couldn't be more different.

I don't think she would have ever had the brains or the balls

to pull off something like this.

Well, I learned it all from you.

Bad influence, huh?

The worst.

Here we go!

I'm sorry!

Huh?

I'm sorry you had to fuck everything in Blue Bay with the pulse,

and I'm sorry you kept breaking my mother's heart!

What are you talking about?

I'm sorry I packed your chute with newspaper!

You wouldn't do that to your own father!

Stepfather!

You should have taken the first one I gave you, you fuck!

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Hi, Mom.

Let's go get our money.

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I see your 10,000,

and I raise you 20 more.

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Oh, yeah, man.

Call.

(laughing)

You gotta be fucking kidding me, cabron.

What's that making?

Three, four million, you're in the hole?

How could I have been so fucking stupid?

I have a plan.

It'll get you out of all your troubles.

But you're gonna have to trust me.

Do you trust me?

You really think this is gonna work?

Yeah, as long as you can get that junkie doctor to cooperate.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Dr. Haynes?

Yeah.

Hi.

Can I, uh, ask you a personal question?

Yeah, sure.

Uh...

Oh, that's it.

We got 'em.

Nice to meet you, pops.

Dicke.

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Come here, bobby.

You're gonna need this.

They're gonna cut down on the glare.

Now, you sure you know how to fly this thing, huh?

(laughing)

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We're all set.

The money has been transferred to Zurich.

Well, then I guess we'll go skiing.

Strong.

They do make them strong here, don't they?

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