MARY: Since 1970, the Federal Witness
Protection Program
has relocated thousands of witnesses,
some criminal, some not,
to neighborhoods all across the country.
Every one of those individuals shares a unique attribute
distinguishing them from the rest of the general population.
And that is, somebody wants them dead.
LONNY: (HIGH-PITCHED) Oh, no, Captain!
We're stuck in an ice floe! What do we do?
(LOW-PITCHED) Get a hold of yourself, Jenkins.
There's women and children onboard.
(HIGH-PITCHED) But, sir, we're children.
(LOW-PITCHED) So we are, Jenkins. So we are.
Oh, crap.
(SIGHS)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
LIZ: You promised.
You promised not in this house.
No, this is our home!
Our son is right outside!
Just go outside. Vernon, no!
JAIME: Control your bitch, maricon. Or I will.
I'm calling the cops.
No, you are not calling the cops! Yes!
I can't Iive Iike this!
Leave my mom alone!
Lonny, no!
(GUNSHOT)
Mom!
STAN: This sweetheart is Vernon 'Vice' McRoy.
One of the Iargest drug traffickers in the Midwest.
And he, along with Jaime and Luis Cruz, murdered McRoy's wife,
EIizabeth McRoy, while their 8-year-old son,
Lonny McRoy, Iooked on.
Wow. Talk about your textbook bad parenting.
According to the Iittle boy, Mommy objected
to Dad and company
conducting the drug business in the house.
Things were said, umbrage was taken
and boom-shakalakalaka,
here we are.
Wait. So, who's coming into the program?
The boy.
By himself? Can we do that?
The Attorney General thinks so.
And this kid's willing to testify against his father?
He doesn't have to.
Dad copped to Involuntary Manslaughter,
he's doing two to five at Indiana State.
But apparently, Iittle Lonny has a disturbing knowledge
of his dad's drug business.
That's what the Feds want him to testify about.
So, what do you think, Mary?
Again. Spectacularly bad parenting.
I meant about taking on an 8-year-old witness.
And you're asking me because...
No. No. No. What do you want me
to do? Adopt him?
Or maybe I should just treat him Iike any other witness.
Get him an apartment. Set him up
with a bus pass.
Check in on him every couple of months.
Obviously, no one's going to rent to an 8-year-old.
Come on, doesn't he have some family can take him in?
A distant relative somewhere?
Too dangerous.
These Cruz people have a Iong history of taking out witnesses.
Stan, I suck with kids.
So? You suck with grown-ups, too.
Ow! I can't believe you'd hit a girl.
You're no girl.
Ow! Ow!
Stan, I'm so sorry.
I have to go change now.
This kid needs an advocate. And you are it.
Unfortunately, the only option for him
is another WITSEC family.
People who understand the risks and restrictions.
Poor Iittle guy.
What's he Iike?
He's sweet. I mean, he's been through a Iot.
He grew up in this world, and he's...
And what?
Our kids have been through a Iot, too.
I know. You all have.
It isn't fair. Dumping this on us.
No.
Nothing about this is fair.
Can we have a moment, please?
Sure. Of course. PIease. Take all
the time you need.
(INAUDIBLE)
You told them I was sweet?
You could be sweet.
If your Iife depended on it.
If the future of the free world depended on it
and there was some sort of cash payout involved.
You could be sweet.
Oh, crap.
Are they praying?
Maybe not.
Good God.
What kind of potato head yokels have you hooked me up with?
Okay. Look. For your information,
'Mr. Potato Head yokel' in there helped bilk the U.S. Government
out of nearly three billion dollars.
Three billion? For real?
Yeah.
(WHISTLES)
You're darn right (WHISTLES BADLY).
(WHISTLES BADLY)
(LONNY LAUGHS)
This is why I can never have a dog.
Okay. Yeah.
So?
Ever since Carter's fall from grace,
we've prayed for guidance.
Asked God to give us direction, show us our purpose.
I'm sorry. Are we still
talking about Leo?
(SIGHING) We'd Iike to give this a try.
Great. That is great.
When can we meet Leo?
Hey. How's it going?
I was pretty sure you'd say yes.
Look. I ain't going to church.
And I don't have a bedtime.
(CHUCKLES)
(JINX AND DAN LAUGHING)
(SIGHS)
(LAUGHING CONTINUES)
(SIGHING)
(JINX SCREAMING)
Okay, guys. New rules.
Mom, no more sleepovers. Okay?
You want to spend the night with your gentlemen friends,
you do it at their house, or apartment,
or double-wide.
Sweetie, why?
Because I have a job. Because I need my sleep.
Because a daughter should never have to hear her mother
doing the things I heard Iast night.
Yeah, Mom.
And, Brandi, what's the deal?
I thought you had a home and a boyfriend in New Jersey.
Okay? I Iove you, but three weeks
and contributing nothing.
Enough, already.
Seriously. Start paying rent, or I need to know when
you're going back to Jersey.
A hard date, on the calendar,
circled in red.
End of discussion.
Oh. And, Mom?
You need to get off your ass and find gainful employment.
Oh, dear God.
Morning, Iadies.
Say, who's a fellow got to sleep with to get a cup of coffee around here?
That's Dan.
PIease don't shoot him.
One-eyed Dan? Really?
Could I make that up?
Since when do you buy gifts for witnesses?
Or anyone for that matter?
What are you talking about? I'm a great gift giver.
Not re-gifts.
Actual go-out-and-purchase brand new presents.
Huh.
That's my girl.
(KIDS CHATTERING)
(KIDS LAUGHING)
Mary! Mary!
Hey! Congratulations, kiddo.
You're officially a yokel.
Yeah. How about that?
Listen. I really wanted to bring you a present,
but unfortunately, WITSEC rules
don't allow it.
Here you go, sport.
Cool. Thanks.
Whatever that is, that's from both of us.
I'II talk to you Iater.
Hey.
Hey, Mary! You made it. Mary!
I'm so glad you made it.
Of course I made it. I always show up
for the happy occasions.
Hey, Carter. Congratulations.
Hey.
Thanks. Well, this is one
of happiest.
So, it's official, huh? CARTER: Yeah.
Everything's signed, sealed, delivered?
He's officially part of the clan.
WENDY: It seems impossible that he was ever not
a part of the family.
MARY: You guys have done a phenomenal job.
He seems great.
Oh, Mary, he's doing so well.
I mean, there are still the nightmares
and you know what he's been through. But still.
He's so protective of her.
When she wakes up in the night,
Leo's the one that gets her bottle and changes her.
She won't go back to sleep without her Leo.
You okay? You okay?
What's the deal with babies?
I don't get them.
Wow.
Look at this.
(JINX LAUGHS)
What's that I smell?
(SNIFFS)
Did you make tuna casserole?
Not me.
Guilty.
With... With Velveeta and potato chip crust?
Like there's some other way?
Thanks. Gosh!
And thanks for cleaning up.
Now. You sit.
We're going to take care of you for a change.
Did something bad happen?
Yep.
The worst possible thing.
(SIGHING) What?
I got a job!
Shut up. Seriously?
I did. Look.
Dana Dean Cosmetics.
MARY: Wow.
Can you imagine Mom going door to door in a Iittle pink suit?
Marketing 'high-Iine health and beauty aids to America's women on the go'?
You know what, Mom?
Hey, be serious.
I think this is great.
I do. I'm going to... I'm going to help you
any way I can.
Oh. Thank you, sweet pea.
I'm so glad you feel that way,
because I need $2,500 to get started.
I'm just saying you should tread Iightly.
There's a right way and a wrong way to work with Mary.
Especially with this witness.
You know what?
In fact, why don't you just Iet me do the talking?
In other words, you're afraid
of your own Inspector.
On second thought, handle it however
you think best.
Morning. Oh, good morning, Mary.
You remember Arlo Meyers from the DOJ.
Sure. How's it going? Fine. I wanted to
talk to you about...
So, here's the deal. Leo's got all this
testimony pending.
The drug charges against his father,
plus the charges against the Cruz brothers, all out of state.
And I just think it's too much to make him relive
the whole traumatic mess
when he's finally put it all behind him. It's too much.
Isn't there some way you can just put his testimony on tape?
Actually, there's a new wrinkle
to Leo's situation, Mary.
Define wrinkle.
Vernon McRoy got early release from prison.
He's suing for custody of Leo.
So, just tell him no.
'Sorry. You murdered your son's mother
'and that's pretty much a deal breaker on the custody issue.'
I mean, God! What the hell is wrong
with you people?
Can't you just strap on a set and do the right thing for once?
You're doing great.
McRoy filed a habeas petition in Indiana State Court
challenging the Federal Government's authority to take his son.
And State judges tend to take a dim view
of the Feds interfering in matters historically
under their purview.
So, tough. It's a Federal court order.
That trumps State, right?
Not necessarily.
U.S. Code Title 18 gives States specific remedy
in cases of child custody.
And just between us,
it's quite Iikely the Federal Judge overstepped his authority.
Unbelievable. Come on. You know what
this mope's doing.
This piece of sewage only wants custody of Leo
to keep him from testifying against himself and the Cruz brothers.
And if that happens, we Iose a critical
component in our case
against the Cruz organization.
Hey, pea brain. If McRoy gets custody,
Leo's as good as dead.
There's no way those guys Iet him Iive.
And by the way, he's not some
damn component.
He's a 10-year-old kid.
He's also a protected witness obligated to testify
under the terms of his agreement.
(BANGS DRAWER)
How many times a week do people tell you you suck?
Are you going to Iet her speak to me Iike this?
It seems Iike a valid question.
So, what happens next?
Now, you go explain to an Indiana Judge
why returning Leo to his father is a very bad idea.
STAN: Here's your traveling papers.
Thanks a Iot.
Sarah White. Department of Justice.
Family Relations.
I'm not sure I can pull off a Sarah.
Sarah White?
Well, for security reasons, she testifies
under an alias.
It's all kosher. There's no
perjury issue.
This should be fun.
How the hell did this happen?
WENDY: Mary. Carter.
Mary, why are you Ietting them do this?
No. I know, I know, I know.
Listen. No one thinks this stinks more than me, okay?
But the truth is, it's highly unlikely
that any judge is going to award custody
to some drug-dealing murderer Iike Vernon McRoy.
Unlikely, but not impossible.
And what happens if we assert our parental rights
and don't Iet you take Leo?
And maybe we don't even Iet him testify in the future?
Well, in that case, Leo would be in breach
of his WITSEC contract.
The U.S. Government having no further Iegal
standing in the matter
would then notify the Indiana court of Leo's...
Excuse me, Lonny McRoy's
whereabouts.
You soulless son of a bitch.
Arlo, good God. Quit hiding behind the
U.S. Government. Okay?
It's you. It's just you. At Ieast own up to it.
I'm not the bad guy here. I'm trying to put
murderers behind bars.
Okay, good.
Just get him on the damn plane!
Mary, promise me you'II bring Leo home.
I'II do my best.
No. Promise.
I promise I'II do my best.
Gentlemen, we have company.
MARY: It's all right, guys. Sit down.
I'm Mary. This is Marshall
and Leo.
Hi.
Deal me in. How about you?
Sure. I Iike the occasional game of chance.
Faro, whist.
MARY: Come on.
Don't bother. It's busted.
What do we have for entertainment around here, guys?
Books? Video games? Anything?
Pretty much what you see is what you get.
Guys, I've got a 10-year-old witness.
What's he supposed to do to keep from going nuts?
Hey, we're Marshals, not baby-sitters.
Well... It's okay, Mary.
Maybe the gentlemen can teach me how to play
one of their card games.
AGENT: Sure.
AII right.
But just for a Iittle while.
Thanks, guys.
So, what's that game called again?
Texas something?
Hold 'em.
Oh, yeah. That sounds Iike it.
Have fun, boys.
Wow. There's a Iot to Iearn here, Mom.
Do you really think you can do this?
(SCOFFING) Sweetie, it's Iike your daddy,
who was a pretty fair salesman, used to say,
'AII sales are the same.
'You sell yourself
'and the products will take care of themselves.'
Was that before or after he became a criminal
and ran out on the family?
Sorry.
Help me practice my pitch.
Okay.
Ding-dong.
Avon calling.
(LAUGHING) Oh.
That's not funny. It's not funny.
Cut it out.
This is serious to me. Look.
Okay, I know. Come on. Come on.
Sorry. Okay, go.
Ding-dong. Avon calling.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
You know, I have got to Iearn this. This is...
Come on, stop. Now, come on.
I know. Okay.
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Ding-dong.
Not bad for a night's work.
You know, you may want to keep in mind those men you fleeced
are supposed to protect you.
Why do you think I Iet them win back half their money?
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Yeah.
We're Iocked down. Outer perimeter's secure.
I'II be in the other bedroom if you need me.
Thanks.
Good night.
(SNICKERS)
Nice jammies.
Uh-huh.
That guy's supposed to protect me?
Yeah, but don't Iet the P.J. s fool you.
That's one bad-ass Iaw man.
(LONNY CRYING)
Leo?
Leo? Hey.
Hey, what is it?
What is it? Tell me. Come on.
Hey, sweetie. Come on. Come here.
(HUSHING)
What is it?
Come on, tell me what it is. Tell me why you're crying.
Am I going to see my dad?
Oh, I don't know. I think
it'II depend on
you know, on how the judge
wants to do things.
Do you want to see him?
What if...
What if he thinks...
What if he thinks I don't Iove him anymore?
Oh, Leo.
I know he did a Iot of bad stuff, but...
But he's still my dad.
He's still my dad.
Oh, sweetie, come on.
(HUSHING)
I'm sure he doesn't think that.
How do you know?
Because he's your dad.
He knows you Iove him.
No matter what they did or where they are, dads always know.
They have to. They just have to.
Come here.
Lonny!
Dad? Whoa.
AII over it. Let's go.
Hey, Vern. How's it going?
Get out of my way. Not today, friend.
(GROANS) Let go of my client.
Who the hell are you?
I'm the person telling you to stay away from that boy.
Step back.
Oh, I'm an officer of the court.
And I'm United States Marshal.
Now, step back.
Now, Iisten carefully.
Any further attempt at contacting that boy you called Lonny
will be considered a threat to his well-being.
And I will personally take measures to neutralize
any such threat.
Is there anything about what I just said you don't understand?
Do you think you can intimidate me?
Yeah.
(SIGHS)
Good afternoon. I'm Jinx Shannon,
your Iocal Dana Dean Cosmetics representative.
Did you know that today's Dana Dean cosmetics
are perfectly designed
for the contemporary American woman on the go?
(EXCLAIMS)
Wish me Iuck.
BRANDI: Remember. Whatever you do,
don't say Avon!
Family court is now in session.
The Honorable Judge Arlene Holiday presiding. AII rise.
Thank you, everyone. Good morning.
You may be seated.
AII right.
We are hearing the matter of McRoy v. the U.S. Government.
Is that right?
State your appearances.
Vincent Cerado for Vernon McRoy.
Arlo Meyers for the United States.
JUDGE HOLIDAY: Thank you, gentlemen.
As I understand your petitions,
Mr. McRoy has filed a habeas petition
declaring that the U.S. Government
has taken and is holding his son without authority.
Is that correct?
It is, Your Honor.
And the United States contends that it interceded
on behalf of a minor citizen,
protecting him from some foreign drug dealers
whose intent it was to kill the boy.
Does that about sum it up?
Yes, Your Honor.
JUDGE HOLIDAY: AII right, Mr. Cerado. Let's hear it.
Thank you. Your Honor, the United States
Government dissembles
when they claim concern for my client's son's well-being.
CIearly, they're only interested
in Lonny's testimony
to build a case against Mr. McRoy
and these so-called drug dealers.
Mr. Meyers, you care to respond?
Yes, Your Honor.
Vernon McRoy is a notorious drug dealer who
associates with known killers.
The FBI, DEA and even your own Indiana State Police
have collected overwhelming evidence against...
Has he been convicted of any of these charges?
No.
Indicted?
Not yet, Your Honor. But Lonny McRoy suffered
severe emotional harm
witnessing his mother's murder at the hands of his father.
And by any measure,
he was removed from a dangerous, harmful environment
and placed with a Ioving, decent family.
How am I to discern the current state of the boy's home Iife?
It's my understanding that the family is not available for testifying.
If I may, Your Honor?
And you are?
Sarah White. I've been assigned by
the Department of Justice
to speak on behalf of Lonny's family.
The reason they are not here today
is the U.S. Marshals Service has determined
that exposing them to violent criminals
Iike Vernon McRoy and his associates,
places them in mortal jeopardy.
Which is Fed-speak for they're in witness protection.
And neither you nor I or the President of the United States
knows where they are, who they are, or what kind
of criminals they are.
Is that true?
Is the boy's new family in the Federal Witness
Protection Program?
Your Honor, government employees
are prohibited
from divulging information regarding protected witnesses.
No, no, no, Ms. White. Your Honor...
Ms. White, you can't have it both ways.
You either tell us everything,
or I'II disallow any testimony regarding the family.
I'm sorry.
But you don't get to decide what we can and cannot hear.
CERADO: Thank you, Your Honor.
But I don't want to wait anymore, Chuck.
I'm Ionely. I want to come home.
CHUCK: I know. And I want you to.
It's just that it's taking me a little longer than I thought
to put this together.
Why can't you come here and do it?
Sweetie, my parole. I can't leave the state.
Look, as soon as we get this done, then you can come home.
I can finish the studio
and we can have our life together. I made a sale!
That's great.
I've got to go, sweetheart. Love you.
(GIGGLING) Look.
Ten bucks? Yeah.
What did you sell?
An eyebrow pencil.
It was actually 7.95. But I made a sale.
Yay! Now, go sell some more.
Well...
You know, I could do that. But maybe
that's enough for today.
Now that we know I can do this,
don't you think I should celebrate?
Really, Mom?
Yeah. It's 10:30.
Oh, don't be such a kill-joy.
Come on, drive. Pick my bag up.
Okay.
I must say, Counselor, that I find
the Government's claim
of protecting one of its citizens as justification
for denying this man custody of his son a Iittle convenient.
But, Your Honor, the man went to jail
for murdering the boy's mother.
No. He confessed and served time for the Iesser charge
of Criminal Manslaughter.
Big difference.
But I wonder, Counselor.
How many of the other thousands of children
in this country
who are Iiving in dangerous situations
has the Federal Government stepped in and
usurped parental custody?
That's an interesting question.
Miss White, maybe you'd Iike
to answer that.
I'd have to Iook those numbers up.
(GUNSHOTS) That's what I...
Jesus, what was that?
Stay calm. Everybody to
the southwest stairs.
(ALARM SOUNDING)
Lonny.
(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
Marshall! Wait!
Lonny!
Southwest exit. ETA approximately
20 seconds.
Move! Move!
We've got one floor to go.
Marshall, wait!
(PEOPLE CLAMORING)
(GROANS) Move!
Marshall, stop!
Where are you guys?
(MARY GRUNTS)
Mary! MARSHALL: What are you doing?
Are you following evacuation protocols for this building?
Yeah, why?
They are published as part of the Homeland Security Act.
Every room, every floor has a designated exit.
It's public information. DAVE: So, what?
Anybody interested knows what door we're coming out.
Come on, stay close.
LONNY: What's happening? MARY: Just keep moving.
Change of plans.
What happened? Do we know
what happened?
MARSHALL: Hang on. We're getting that.
DAVE: Hey! Hold on!
Leo, get in the car. Get in the car!
On the floor! CIear!
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Where is the damn Intel? What the hell happened?
Hang on. There are Iike a thousand voices on here.
(SIRENS WAILING)
Never mind.
ATF says the bomb was a relatively small, homemade device.
The same type used in the murder of a Cruz family
informant Iast year.
That's it, Marshall.
I'm putting Leo on a plane and getting him the hell out of here.
Hang on. You can't Ieave.
I can do whatever I deem necessary to protect
my witness. Come on.
Well, wait a minute. If it was them,
then why try to kill some random clerk?
Because they weren't trying to kill the random clerk.
They were trying to flush Leo out into the open.
And Cerado knew it. I saw it in his face.
Come on, Marshall. Let's go.
The courthouse is secured. She wants to see Leo
first thing tomorrow.
(SIGHING) Unbelievable.
Hey, Leo.
AII this...
AII this commotion is just a precaution, okay?
Just preventative measures, that's all.
Listen to me, you've got to
trust me.
We're not going to Iet anything happen to you.
Oh, yeah? My dad used to say,
'If someone really wants to kill you,
'there's nothing anyone can do about it.'
Yeah, well, your dad never met me.
Come on.
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Wish me Iuck. Again.
Whatever.
Okay. Okay.
(GRUNTING)
How do I Iook?
FIawless.
I'm serious. This is serious.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
(DOG BARKING)
Good afternoon, sir.
I'm your Iocal Dana Dean representative.
You see?
You Iive a clean, righteous Iife,
and good things will find their way to your door.
Would you Iike to see some of my samples?
Boy, howdy!
Don't wait up!
It's been a crazy couple of days, huh?
I've seen crazier.
Oh, yeah? When?
Have you forgotten who my father is?
Oh, yeah.
So, what kind of gun is that?
That is a GIock 23.
It's a standard Marshal's issue.
Hmm.
This is a GIock 27.
It's a Iittle smaller, so I can get
my pants over it.
But it will do the job.
You ever shoot a gun?
No, but my dad had one Iike that.
Yeah, well, he better not have it anymore.
He's a felon, now.
(SIGHS)
Do you think my dad wants to kill me?
No.
But I think the people he works for do.
I don't think he knows.
You need to tell him.
Okay.
Hey, Mare?
MARY: Yeah?
I Iied.
I did shoot a gun once.
Oh, yeah? When?
The day my mom died.
What are you talking about?
(SIGHS)
That day, I heard my dad, Jaime and Luis threatening her.
So, I ran inside to get my dad's gun
to protect her.
When I opened the door, I saw them
pointing guns at my mom.
So, I shot at them.
I guess I missed. Because my mom
got shot, anyway.
Yeah, well...
I think it's probably best if we don't tell anyone else about this.
Okay?
Okay.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
What the hell do you want?
I want to talk about the day Lonny's mother was killed.
Chrome and glass.
Kind of cliche for a drug dealer, no?
Look, if you just came by to make fun of my house...
So, Vernon, imagine my surprise Iearning Lonny shot his mom
and you covered up for him.
Did Lonny say that?
No, he's totally blocked it out.
That's why you took your plea, isn't it?
So he wouldn't have to testify, possibly Iearn the truth.
Even if that was true, I'd never admit it.
You know, he doesn't need to go through Iife
thinking he killed his mother.
So, aside from poisoning America's youth with drugs,
you're not quite the monster I thought you were.
That doesn't change anything.
No, it doesn't. I'm still his father.
Obviously, you care about him.
He's got a good Iife, now. A really good Iife.
Don't you want that for him?
Well, I can give him a good Iife.
Yeah. Right up until the people you work for kill him.
Look, I have no illusions about the Cruz family
or, you know, even my Iawyer.
But once I have Lonny, he's no Ionger
a threat to them.
So, for argument's sake, Iet's say you're right.
What happens next?
You do the single dad thing?
Little League, PTA, play-dates by day,
moving Iarge quantities of heroin by night?
He's such a good kid.
Lon is my son. I'm his father.
He's named after my father.
He's the only thing in this Iife I ever cared about more than myself.
He's blood, of my blood. Now, that doesn't mean
anything to you?
Talk about a Ioaded question.
Look, I could give a rat's ass about all that Iawyer crap in court.
Really.
The only thing I care about getting is what's best for Lonny.
And the only thing I care about
is that Lonny knows his father did everything
to keep him.
AII right? We belong together.
And nobody, not you, not the Cruz family,
or anybody else is going to take him away from me.
I ain't going to Iet that happen. I won't.
I'm going to take him from you.
You should make your peace with that.
Oh.
Here.
What's that?
Fan mail from some flounder.
Oh, and by the way, that car bomb today?
That was your friends trying to flush Lonny out.
And Cerado knew about it.
I don't believe you.
Actually, I think you do.
Do you have any idea what time it is, young Iady?
I might have a problem.
You think this is new information?
I don't think I can turn him over.
Okay, but you're going to have to feed him and take him for walks.
I'm serious, Marshall.
They'II kill him.
I know.
Just tell me what you need.
Okay.
Thanks.
(SIGHING) Uh-huh.
Okay, Iisten to me. Forget about everything else
and just tell the truth.
It's all going to work out the way it's supposed to, okay?
Yeah. And what if the way it's supposed to work out sucks?
Listen to me. Everything's
going to be okay.
You trust me?
(SCOFFING) Like I have a choice.
Finally, I meet a guy that gets me. And he's 10.
You're a magician.
(CHUCKLES)
I feel Iike a million bucks.
Make that ten million.
We aim to please.
Oh, no.
No. No, no, no, no!
No, no, no!
(GASPS) DAN: What's the matter?
Your stupid mutt destroyed my samples!
Oh, no. Poor baby. Look at you.
AII made up, and not in
a very tasteful way.
Poor baby?
I borrowed $2,500 from my daughter for these supplies.
You're going to have to pay for them.
Baby, I Iove you. Really, I do.
But not two-and-a-half G's worth.
Come on, Lola. Let's get you
cleaned up.
I can't believe you're going through with this.
Going through with what? What is she
talking about?
BAILIFF: Court is in session. AII rise for Judge Holiday.
AII right, folks. Let's settle.
Mr. McRoy, I have no doubt that you are exactly what
the government says you are.
And I'm appalled that you are walking around a free man
amongst civilized people.
And while I personally believe that the boy would
be better off where he is,
Mr. Meyers, you have presented
no compelling argument,
not one shred of Iegal cause to support the Government's case.
This man served 18 months for criminal negligence
in the accidental shooting of his wife.
If he's guilty of other crimes, please convict him.
Then, come see me.
But, Your Honor, we can't convict him
without his son's testimony.
Exactly. Which is why I have no choice but to find for Mr. McRoy.
I hereby order that Lonny McRoy be returned
to his biological father immediately.
ARLO: Your Honor, the Government requests
a 60-day stay.
Denied.
Your Honor?
I've changed my mind.
I'd Iike to renounce any claim to my son.
Mr. McRoy, you have to consider
what you're saying.
I have.
A moment please, Your Honor?
I don't know what the hell you think you're doing, but don't.
Screw you, Vincent.
Your Honor?
My decision's final.
I want Lonny returned to his adopted family.
So be it.
I'II have the papers drawn up.
Gee, that's a tough break.
Oh, well, I'm sure your clients south of the border
will understand.
I'd say you'd Iive to regret this.
But that's not Iikely.
Hey! Hey! Wait, wait,
wait, wait.
I don't suppose I could see him before he goes,
just for a minute.
Sorry. He's already gone.
So, you would have gone to jail for him.
(SIGHING)
You did.
(SOUL SONG PLAYING)
Ah! Look at you!
Hi! Oh, you...
It's so good to see you!
Good job, Mary. Great job.
We'II see.
MARY: Family can present itself
in all manner of bizarre and exotic permutations.
A few months earlier, the Billups family
didn't even know Leo existed.
And now, here they are, bonded,
Iike some essential molecule.
Come on, I'II make introductions.
How in the world did she convince McRoy to give up custody,
after he won?
It's possible she Ied him to believe
it was the only way he'd ever see Leo again.
Is this something I want to know more about? Hmm?
So, it's all good.
Leo gets to keep his new family.
And as Iong as Vernon keeps his WITSEC agreement
and testifies against the Cruzes,
he gets to watch his Iittle son grow up.
So it seems.
MARSHALL: Hey, did you know the Gatling gun was
invented in Indianapolis?
STAN: No, I did not.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
(LAUGHING)
MARY: The particulars of Vernon McRoy's future
involvement in Leo's life,
visitation rights, etcetera, remain to be worked out.
But the Billups are forgiving people.
And like Vernon,
they understand the irresistible pull of family.