Previously on Angela's Eyes...
My parents are Cullen and Lydia,
the two biggest traitors in the history of our country.
Your mother's in the hospital.
I know she's sick. She told me.
Transferring one of the nation's
high security risk prisoners to a civilian hospital
is not a decision the federal prison system makes lightly.
I have a chance to slow my disease.
It requires a bone marrow transplant
from my own flesh and blood.
My mother is currently chained to your hospital bed.
I am not dating material.
Okay.
How's Tuesday night sound?
You haven't seen her since the trial, have you?
It's been awhile.
She's still the same deceitful,
manipulative woman you once knew.
Except she's sick now.
Let me guess.
The dog ate your phone.
What?
I left you four messages.
I've been busy.
I just want to see how you were.
This whole thing with your mother, you know.
Donating bone marrow's a big thing, Angona.
I'm fine.
All right, in that case, I've got an assignment for you.
Seven kids OD'd this month. Three of them are dead.
All from a town called Westerby,
a peaceful suburb that never had a drug problem before.
What'd they take?
Designer drugs. Primarily OxyContin.
Looks like an organized drug ring.
Last night, a kid wrapped his truck around a tree
two miles from here, crossing state lines.
Putting it in our jurisdiction.
I'm sending you and Leo in.
Undercover.
Okay.
What's the problem, Angela?
I saw you.
Gene.
At the hospital.
With my mother.
You want to tell me what the hell that was about?
She called me.
Out of the blue.
I--hadn't seen her for years.
Look, she's worried about you.
She wanted my word that I'd look after you
if anything happened to her.
Did you really just lie to my face
-and think you could get away with it? -Angela.
You take your glasses off, rub your eye.
That's your tell.
You should really watch that.
Look, Angela.
I looked at the visitor logs
for my mom at the prison.
Your name is on every page.
Because I'm playing her, Angela.
I pretended to rekindle my old friendship with your mother
so she'll open up to me.
What I saw does not fall into the category of friendship.
She possesses valuable information.
The government needs that.
What kind of information?
I can't tell you that.
Of course you can't.
You are gonna have to get past this,
and you are gonna have to trust me.
I don't know if I can do that.
So what are you saying? You don't want this assignment?
No!
I want it.
I don't want to have to worry about you out there.
I can take care of myself.
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[door closing shut]
[students all talking]
(Angela) Okay, guys, um--
You know what page it is, right?
At the end of Act II?
You guys, yesterday we left off at the end of Act II
with the really long monologue from Hamlet, um--
Is she still talking?
We eat substitutes here, lady.
Better get out while you still can.
By the way,
I like your headband.
(students) Oh!
[nervous laugh]
Oh, snap, yeah. That was a good one.
(girl) What's she doing?
(boy) "Your uncle murders your father and has sex with your mother?"
Aw, sweet.
What do you do?
Seth.
Why don't you answer the question?
Easy. I'd put a bullet in my uncle's head.
[laughter]
Actually,
that is a good answer.
That is exactly what Hamlet intended to do.
Except in those days, they used swords.
Trish.
What do you think about Hamlet's dilemma?
Unless, Hamlet's hot and lives in Westerby,
why should I care?
[laughter]
[bell rings]
Okay, you guys, um--
Well, we're gonna go into Act III tomorrow,
where we are introduced to...
the family history.
And you're all really exited about it.
We might act it out tomorrow, which would be weimo, but--
[sighs]
Thank you so much.
Excuse me one moment.
How's the case going?
So far, so good, Principal Wilson.
What's this?
That's the new wing of our high school.
-We're breaking ground next month. -Wow.
Any inkling yet of where the drugs are coming from?
Couple ideas, but nothing concrete.
Jane.
I wouldn't go over there.
Crossing from me to the new assistant basketball coach
will cause suspicion.
Got it.
(Leo) Did you see the glass-enclosed library?
(Angela) The cafeteria's like a five-star restaurant.
I wish my high school was that nice.
Tell me about it.
Hey, Dozer.
Check out Paris and Nicole hassling Goldilocks.
Got 'em.
This school's surveillance system is one of the best
I've ever tapped into.
We're meeting up in an hour at the diner, Angela?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'll see you there.
Hey there.
I don't think I've seen you around here before.
I'm new in town.
I'm the substitute at the high school.
Ah. Coffee?
Sure.
-I'm Ed.I own this place. -Angela.
Angela Jones.
It's a pleasure.
Thank you.
(student) Hey, Coach, how's it going?
Coach Field.
-Right? -Yeah, yeah, that's me.
Ed Mulhall. Welcome to my diner.
And on behalf of the Westerby
Tiger Booster Club, I want you to know
how happy we are to have ya.
Thank you.
-You met Miss Jones? -No, I haven't.
I've seen you around school.
Um, I'm the substitute English teacher.
Nice to meet you.
You, too. Can I buy you a cup of coffee?
Sure.
You, uh--
Like those new uniforms, Coach?
Yes, thank you. They're great.
Wait 'til you see the new scoreboard
me and Ray Kahill are putting in.
Ray Kahill? Seth Kahill's his son?
(Ed) Sure is.
I had to bench him yesterday for elbowing a kid.
Ah, a little discipline wouldn't hurt him.
Ed, there's a call for you. Okay.
Well, excuse me, folks.
Once again, welcome to Westerby.
And, uh, come back again soon.
Mm-hm.
Looks like you got and admirer.
Cut it out.
Any sign of drug use on the team?
Nope, there's nothing there.
These kids are too busy admiring their brand-new $150 sneakers.
And new uniforms? And warm-up snap-offs.
Team's better dressed than the pros.
There's a suspicious amount of money in this town,
compared to others around here,
which leads me to our mean girls.
What's your take on them?
Well, I'm sure that they're using.
Didn't you find it odd that they were buddying up
to that little freshman in the hall?
You think they're dealing to the younger kids?
I don't know, but the girl
that they were talking to is in my class tomorrow morning.
I'll get some info out of her.
Good. Let me know.
It's going to be hard to trump the dinner you made for me
-last weekend. -True.
Risotto was my ace in the hole,
but I have high hopes for the salmon.
So, what's the new case?
I can't really talk about it.
I understand.
Have things smoothed out with your boss?
Another taboo topic?
No.
Just not one I feel like talking about.
It's just-- I work for Gene.
I've known him since I was a kid,
but--
I don't know if I can trust him.
Not a good feeling.
Especially in your line of work.
I hope that feeling doesn't ever
cross over to doctors who moonlight as chefs.
Hope not.
Time's almost up, everybody.
[class bell rings]
Pens down.
Time's up.
You all can just
put your quizzes right here.
See you tomorrow.
Zoe, will you stay after class?
What's the problem?
Who's Odysseus' wife?
I wrote the answer in my quiz.
You took it five seconds ago.
You don't remember what answer you wrote down?
It's a weird memorization thing.
Like, I learn stuff for tests
and forget about it the minute the test's over.
That's the way my brain works.
Funny, 'cause your brain wrote down the exact same
incorrect answer that Jill Smith wrote on her quiz.
Fine. I cheated on a quiz.
Just give me an F.
I've been watching you in class, Zoe.
You're not here.
You wanna tell me what's going on?
Not really.
Why were you talking
to Trish and Risa yesterday in the hall?
It's none of your business.
They're seniors.
I mean, you're a freshman.
You think I'd be better off, hanging out at home
with my screwed up mother, who hasn't gotten out of bed
since my dad slammed a toaster into her head and split?
Were those girls trying to sell you drugs?
They don't have anything
I want.
Can I go now?
Come on. I've been waiting 10 minutes.
Sorry, Brad. I'm coming.
Hey.
Are you a student here?
No.
Which means I don't need some bitch teacher talking to me.
Let's go.
[dial tones]
[line ringing]
Leo, I think I found our lead.
[door sliding open]
Oh.
(Dozer) Well, your instincts were right.
Looks like Zoe's boyfriend, Brad, is dealing.
What a loser.
He works as a gas jockey at the truck stop.
He has a sheet-- one breaking and entering
and a couple of petty larceny, but nothing heavy.
(Angela) Zoe's making the same
kind of mistakes
I made at her age.
Now all you need, is someone to do a regular buy.
Bring him in.
Any ideas?
Me.
Dozer, chill.
Makes sense to me.
-Are you crazy? -Not at all.
- No way. -Dozer's qualified.
That's right.
-And why is that? -He's been trained.
-He's certified. -As a formality.
He's never worked in the field.
You got to start somewhere.
(Angela) He's experienced
in this world.
Being an ex-stoner doesn't qualify someone
for undercover work.
Alleged, never proved.
We follow protocol,
wait for headquarters to send us some guy.
It could take weeks.
You know Gene will have pulled us by then.
(Angela) We need to act.
Dozer can do this.
(Dozer) Yes!
(Dozer) So, Brad.
Timmy said I should come find you at the gas station.
I don't know nobody named Timmy.
Timmy Patchett.
Timmy Patchett's in Iraq.
Yeah, that's-- That's how I know him.
-We were both in Iraq. -Iraq?
Don't worry. Dozer looked up this guy's bio.
Is that so?
Yeah, we got shot at together.
Timmy's my boy.
I live in Milford. [sighs]
Timmy said when I got home, you could hook me up.
No, sorry.
I only deal with people I know.
Ah, come on, man.
You don't want to mess with me.
I'm clean, man.
But look, I got money.
All right.
Yeah, that's more like it.
What are you looking for?
Uh, like four cases?
[exhales]
Not first time out.
Two.
Meet me tonight.
-8:00. -Thanks, man.
Ah, he's disturbingly good at this.
I'm gonna make sure that little girl stays away from this kid.
Let's go.
(Zoe) So what did I do now?
Want me to write, "I cheated," on the board 50 times?
No.
I want to talk to you about that guy.
Brad.
There's nothing to talk about.
He's a little old for you.
Do you have a point?
He was rude to me.
He was treating you like crap.
He's a bad guy.
I don't need to listen to this.
Yes, you do.
You hang out with a guy like Brad, you end up in jail.
Do you know what jail's like, Zoe?
Strip searches.
Roach-infested concrete cells.
Do you want to go to the bathroom
with a guard watching you, Zoe?
Did you read about this in some book?
No.
I lived it.
I was 15.
I was hanging out with this guy.
Chris.
I thought he was so cool.
He ripped off houses.
And one night, he convinced me
to go inside with him.
When the cops showed up,
I had this TV in my arms.
Within hours, I was in jail.
How long were you in there?
Long enough to know I never wanted to go back.
But you got out.
I was lucky.
I had someone who cared enough about me
to not let me rot away in there.
Help me get my life back on track.
Well, I don't need any help.
Just giving you a heads-up, Zoe.
[knocking on door]
Hey, man, are you here?
Yo, Brad!
Looks like this guy's into a lot more than just drugs.
(Leo) Angela, over here.
(Angela) Zoe?
She's alive.
(Leo) Yeah, get me paramedics.
[gasps]
I don't know anything.
You're making a huge mistake.
I can expl--
What's the status on the girl?
Zoe's in a coma.
(Angela) The doctor's said she had enough drugs
in her system to kill an elephant.
She gonna be all right?
It's too soon to tell.
[whispering] God, I just--
I just feel like there was something more
I could have done.
She was set on going down a bad path, Angela.
Zoe would have never taken all those drugs.
How do you know that?
I've spent time with her.
I get her, okay?
(Angela) I know what chronic drug users look like,
and Zoe's not one of them.
Look, I've been talking with the DEA.
My contact there is gonna take over this investigation.
What?
You put us on this case. You can't just pull us now.
You're getting emotionally involved.
It's for the best.
Gene.
I know that it looks like we have nothing,
but we are so close
to something big.
And I'm sure that Brad's the link.
To what? All the money
in the town.
What if it's related to something larger than drugs?
All that computer equipment at Brad's.
Dozer's doing forensics on the hard drive right now.
Something's off about it.
She's right, Gene.
(Leo) The lab ran the blood
on the floor at Brad's place.
It's not Zoe's.
(Angela) We haven't blown our cover yet.
We just need a little more time.
Brad was the focus. Now he's gone.
You're asking me to continue sanctioning this operation
based on what?
Based on trust...
...and my instincts.
Just like you've asked me to trust in you.
I'll give you a few more days.
(Dozer) Okay.
The red lines are truck routes.
(Angela) What's the significance?
I ran diagnostics on Brad's computer.
What did you find?
Photos of trucks
saved in an encrypted file.
(Leo) How many?
60 of 'em.
(Leo) Did you run the tags?
(Dozer) Affirmative.
Turns out that 15 of the 60 were robbed last month.
Last month. I heard about that.
Big deal heist.
High-end electronics and computer equipment.
Which brings me back to the routes.
You see the flashing points where the routes intersect?
Brad's truck stop. That's right.
The trucks were all hit within a 60-mile radius
of Brad's station-- except for one.
(Dozer)It was hit 300 miles out of town.
Now it's the same M.O.,
but it was the only truck carrying pharmaceuticals.
The kind the kids are turning into street drugs.
OxyContin. Exactly.
-I'm going to Brad's truck stop. -Let's roll.
We shouldn't be seen in town together.
I'll go ahead. You stay in a car close by.
-We'll talk by radio. -Got it.
(Ed) Can I fill 'er up?
Aren't you supposed to be at the diner?
Actually, I own the truck stop too.
Along with the laundromat and the tackle shop.
Wow, you carry the keys to this town.
[laughs] Just about.
We're doing some great things in Westerby.
Hm.
So where's that guy that usually pumps my gas?
Um, Brad?
No idea. Didn't show up for work today.
Didn't call.
The kids today,
they got no work ethic.
Well.
You're good to go. Let me get my purse.
No, no, ma'am.
It's on the house.
Thank you.
It's the least I can do.
Can I buy you a cup of coffee?
Sure.
The diner for coffee sounds great.
Nobody benches my son. Nobody. You got it?
Seth is starting this week.
-You got that? -Hang on, hang on.
Hey, is there a problem, Ray?
Yeah, this guy keeps pulling Seth out of practice.
He cracked a kid's rib.
It's a hazard of the game.
Seth shoves other boys
after the play's whistled dead. That's not right.
Just let me get you a cup of coffee.
Ray, you let the coach teach the game by the rules.
Now, come on.
His kid's a punk.
Listen, Ed definitely knows something about Brad.
I need you to create a diversion
so I can go in the back and take a look around, okay?
[sighs]
Don't mind Ray. I mean, he means well.
Yeah.
Oh!
Sorry. You all right?
No, it's okay. Hang on.
I'm just going to go in the back and wash this off.
I'm sorry, man.
It's all right, Coach.
Hey, uh, Ed. Yeah.
Maybe you can give me some advice on this Kahill boy.
[nervous laugh] You lost?
I thought this was the way
to the bathroom.
But it's not.
[laughter] It's this way.
(Leo) Angela, you didn't find any drugs back there.
So maybe Ed isn't involved with the drugs.
But I'm sure he and Brad
have something to do with the truck hits.
Well, that stuff is worth a fortune on the open market.
-They sell it-- -Pour the proceeds
back into Westerby?
It's a very new-millenium Robin Hood.
That would explain all the money in this town.
So the drugs are just a small part of it.
My bet is, it's not even a fraction.
Let's get back to the diner and stake out Ed.
I'll go ahead. Meet me there in five minutes.
It's a plan.
Angela.
I'm gonna be late. What's the problem?
(Leo) The truck won't start.
Damn Kahill kid stole my battery.
Okay, listen, Ed's pulling out.
I'm going to follow him.
No, Angela, you cannot go alone. It's not safe.
(Angela) I'm not just going to sit around here and lose him.
Angela.
Just hurry up. We'll keep in touch via radio.
Damn it. (Seth) Hey, Coach.
Can't get it started?
Hey, Kahill, get over here!
(Leo) Angela.
I tackled Kahill for the battery.
It's a good thing the kid doesn't play football.
His father is driving a 10-ton truck
with Ed in front of him.
I'm tailing them on some back road.
Have Dozer give you my coordinates.
He already did. I'm on my way.
(Angela) Leo, they've reached a gate.
I'm gonna have to get into the back of that truck.
What?! Angela, no.
(Angela) It's the only way to follow them
without being seen.
Damn it.
Listen, make sure you talk to me every second.
(Leo) Never lose contact. You understand me?
Dozer, Angela just climbed into the back of a cargo truck.
I can't find her signal.
What do you mean, she climbed into the back of truck?
(Leo) Gene.
I'm gonna find her. I promise.
(Gene) You're damn right you will.
Put a trace on her radio.
On it.
Leo, can you hear me?
How the hell did this happen?
(Gene) You are her partner, Leo.
You are responsible
for her welfare.
(Leo) I know, sir.
It's odd. If this truck were like the others that were hit,
they would be carrying tech equipment
with radio frequency tracking devices, but all I'm getting
is a scramble.
What does that mean?
This must be their own truck,
equipped with an RF blocking system, sir.
[cell phone rings]
Yeah, it's Ed.
No. No, I'll be back out.
I'll be back out to cash out.
Yeah, and just don't forget about the requisitions.
Did you, uh--did you hear something?
I didn't hear nothin'.
Leo.
Leo, can you hear me?
(Leo) Yes, yes. Thank God you're okay.
Where are you?
I don't know where I am.
I'm in the woods somewhere.
I've completely lost my bearings.
(Leo) Gene and Dozer are trying to track you.
[gasps]
Leo, tell them I found Brad.
He's dead.
Angela. Angela!
Dozer, I lost her again. Guide me to her last location.
I'm working on it.
There's no time. Just do it now.
Her signal is blocked.
Re-route it. Use the military tower.
Just do it.
Found her.
Where is she? Where is she?
She's 300 yards due north of the gate.
Angela's signal's not moving.
W-w-what do you mean it's not moving?
(Ed) Put her in the chair.
I'll make sure she's alone.
It's the school teacher.
Tell me what you know.
I don't know anything. You're making a huge mistake.
I can expl--
Is this what you're looking for?
Let me hear you try to explain
what the schoolteacher's doing with a gun.
Give me that.
Are you lost again?
Huh?
What are you?
A cop?
Such a waste.
So it was you?
You hired Brad
to flag the trucks for you to rip off?
How'd she know that?
(Angela) No wonder this town is doing so well.
With all the money that you're getting from sling this stuff.
Shut up.
What did Brad do to piss you off?
Tap the pharmaceutical truck on his own
and keep the money for himself?
He brought drugs into our school.
Infected our children.
So drugs are bad,
but armed robbery and grand larceny are good?
[chuckles]
Your morals are really screwed up, Ed.
I said shut your mouth!
Ah! Ah!
[gunshot] (Angela) Ah!
I was hoping I'd see you.
I know you're a Fed.
They told me about the case at the hospital.
But don't worry. I didn't tell anyone.
I'm not worried.
I can't believe Brad's dead.
Well, let's just be very thankful that you're not.
I know.
When I got there that night,
Ed and Ray were beating him up.
They said that they were gonna kill him
'cause he was dealing drugs.
Then--
Then when they saw me, they made Brad, like,
force all the pills down my throat.
It was--
It's okay. It's over now.
I'm sorry I didn't listen to you.
You had to come to it on your own.
Okay.
Um.
You take care of yourself, Zoe.
Okay.
Mm. Hm.
How you feeling?
Mmm.
Like I need a week on a hammock in Bali.
[knock at door] I'll get the door.
[door opens]
(Gene) Is anyone home?
[door closes]
Angela?
What are you doing here?
Can I talk to you?
Dylan, this is Gene.
My boss.
I've heard a lot about you.
I'm sure you have.
[sighs]
Will you just give us a minute?
Okay.
Look, about the, um--
The Westerby case.
You did real good work.
You came all this way to tell me that?
No.
I'm still worried about you.
You take too many risks.
[scoffs]
I'm okay.
Really.
Look, Angela.
I am sorry I lied to you about your mother,
but you have to trust that I have my reasons.
I don't know what do with that non-explanation,
Gene.
Well, I just hope that you don't allow this one incident
to cancel all the years that went before it.
Funny.
'Cause I've been thinking a lot about that time
that I was thrown into jail.
You were this scrawny little kid,
and trying so hard to pretend you weren't scared.
I was petrified.
You were caught red-handed
with an ancient black and white T.V. set.
We weren't even savvy enough to case a house with a color T.V.
You know, I never really Athanked you
for getting me out of there.
Angela.
You're welcome.
Did you have to leave me in there for three days though?
It got the point across, didn't it?
I always looked out for you, Angela.
I still am.
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