I want this case! It's not a case.
I shouldn't have even brought it up.
Any sicko who peeps on my l.T. Answers to me.
It's not a case, and even if it were,
I'd be clinically insane to assign it to you.
Well, then let us just ask around
and see if anybody saw anything.
No, I filed a report. Everything is fine. I am fine.
Okay. You left me no choice.
I'm relieving you of your duty. Wh... what?
You heard me, officer. I'm relieving you of duty.
Gun and badge on the desk, please.
No. Dan, I really don't think you can do that.
Yeah... no, that's not gonna happen.
Okay, I'll tell you what is happening.
I'm gonna make this my personal mission
to track down this peeping Tom.
Come on, jack-o. We're on the case.
No, it's... Damn it, it's not a case!
You emerge from the shower...
Dripping wet.
Pat...Pat...Pat.
[ Sighs ]
You then saunter, naked, still glistening,
into the bedroom.
Your skin feels alive. The air is cool.
The gooseflesh is coming.
Okay, how is this helpful?
You would be surprised how often this works.
Then you step over toward the window...
Okay, now I'm confused here. Where's the towel?
I mean, are we talking headlights,
or was he able to check under the hood? Okay, we're done here.
Hey, you want to catch a perv, you got to think like a perv.
All right, I-I barely saw anything. I was exhausted.
I had just come back from yoga.
Yoga! Yes, yoga class!
Of course!
This sicko scouts out yoga classes...
Where... where young women with hard bodies
go to expand their spirits
and to tighten their righteous glutes
and whatnot.
He watches them bend.
He watches them fold. He watches them sweat.
And then he follows them home.
And he watches them shower.
Actually, that's plausible.
Namaste.
I'm Detective Dan stark. [ clears throat ]
I'm here to talk to you about a dangerous sexual predator
who's on the loose.
That's right... a peeper.
A depraved horndog
who is a threat to each and every one of you.
My partner, Jack Bailey,
is handing you all a perv whistle.
Uh, safety whistle.
I want you each to keep your perv whistles with you at all times. Why?
Take a look at yourselves.
You all possess sexy...
Lithe, incredibly flexible bodies.
Make you all prime peeping targets.
That's right.
As precious as each and every one of you are,
you're just a bucket of nasty chum
to the great white shark that is the ugly male sex drive.
Like you, darling... I mean,
you can't go sporting a silhouette like that
without taking some precautions.
There you go.
Hey, you know what, studly?
I'm even gonna give one to you.
I feel safer already. Do not fear!
I will personally be on patrol
all night long in your neighborhood.
That's right. When the sun goes down,
I will be right outside that window, watching...
...For that peeping Tom. Jack: Uh...
Hey, uh, Dan, could I have a word?
Yeah, sure. Go ahead. Don't let me stop you.
Hey, you think I'm getting through to them?
Yeah, I think all of the blinds are gonna be shut tonight.
Well, that's a start.
Listen, I know that ruiz is the real victim here,
so I'm just concerned that you may be taking this
a little too personally.
No such thing as taking a case too personally.
Well, no, it's just if you're too close,
it could cloud your judgment.
Oh, bull diddley.
A man always does his best work when he's too invested,
and I'm way too invested.
And bad guys better watch out.
Relax, Wallace.
Nobody's watching. [ gunshot ]
Now, how about you boys telling me what you found?
The six pages contained in the file before you, if made public,
could bring this company to its knees.
It's a safety report.
Not any safety report.
That is the blackbird file.
It was buried by the company six years ago.
Incredibly sensitive material,
so, naturally, I brought it to you.
Where'd you find this little gem?
I found it encrypted and deleted
on a discarded hard drive.
Somebody tried really hard to make sure that was gone.
"We see evidence that drayton oil
"and its owner, Patrick drayton,
"have been knowingly profiting
from unsafe and illegal drilling practices."
Yet somehow that never saw the light of day.
You have a hand in this, ashford?
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. Look.
This thing never came through my office.
I've never seen that report in my life.
I say we take it to the feds. Then what?
Company goes down in flames, we lose our jobs.
In this economy? A-and good luck getting another gig
once we're known as a bunch of whistle-blowers.
But it's a safety report.
We know about it. We're liable.
People get hurt, it could bite us in the ass.
I'm all for doing the right thing.
But I need this job. Screw this job!
I can't even get an hour lunch break
out of these cheap corporate bastards.
Wallace: I am not giving up my career
so some loser computer tech
can live out his revenge fantasy.
Hold on, hold on. I've got a better idea.
We're gonna sell it.
Wait. Isn't that illegal?
This blackbird file gets out,
our biggest competitor stands to make millions.
Why shouldn't a couple mil land in our pockets?
That should take the sting out of unemployment.
I knew it. I knew it. I knew you'd come up with something great.
Take down a corrupt company
and get a little reward for our troubles.
Theo, what do you say?
Whatever. I hate this job. I like money. I'm in.
[ Inhales sharply ] I love doing the right thing.
I went ahead and compiled a map of ruiz's neighborhood
marked with all the registered sex offenders.
Oh, great.
Uh, y-you do know this isn't your job.
Oh, I had a little free time. Okay.
According to the txdps database,
within a 3-mile radius,
there are 317 creeps officially on record,
and I really like your tie.
Oh, uh, thank you.
Uh, a-any convicted stalkers, voyeurs?
Nope, so I did a little extra snooping
and cross-referenced that database with two others
and created the matrix of sexual deviancy.
You don't have to call it that.
Actually, let's not call it that. Liz: Hey.
Hey! Hey, you!
Sorry. I...
We don't know each other that well.
I just got caught up in the moment.
All right, I'm just gonna go.
Thank you. Liz: Bye.
So, hey, about dinner tonight...
Kyle got off work early, so he can join us.
Uh, ye... well, you know, uh, the thing is,
I-I really have a lot of work that I ought to get to.
I just keep thinking to myself, you know, you and Kyle,
you'd probably really get along
if... if you just spent some time together.
You haven't really had a chance.
Well, maybe some other time.
My evening is gonna be packed with sexual deviancy.
I'm just gonna go ahead
and assume that makes sense in another conversation.
[ Crickets chirping ]
All right. Keep moving.
Official police business here. Nothing to see.
Peeping Tom on the loose.
Now, what have we here?
Hello.
Well, now. We're getting kinky.
What?
No! Stop!
Stop! Police!
[ Tires screeching ]
Jack! This is bigger than a peeping Tom!
We got a murderin' Jane!
Sync by mczolly www.addic7ed.com
Industrial grade, polyethylene tarp,
vapor tape, no sign of a forced entry,
and a single bullet wound
to the head with a silencer.
Dan, this is a professional hit.
Yeah, or one hell of a kink fest.
I mean, if you hadn't interrupted the killer,
there wouldn't be a shred of evidence.
Now, did you get a good look at her?
No, not good enough, but...
I can't emphasize to you enough
how attractive she was.
I mean, just big, ol' pouty lips...
[ Cellphone rings ]
Not me.
[ Ringing continues ]
Dead guy.
Blocked.
Wait. I'm gonna answer it.
What are you gonna say?
I'm gonna imitate the guy's voice.
I'm good at doing impressions.
You can't imitate his voice. You didn't even hear him talk.
[ Beep ]
[ Deep voice ] Hello?
Hey, Theo. I-I've been having second thoughts.
If they realize we took that file, we all could be dead.
We never should have stolen that file.
Stolen that file.
W-who did we steal the file from?
Theo?
Yeah. Theo.
W-what's wrong with your voice, Theo?
Nothin'. Who is this? Who are you?
Who's this? Who are you?!
G... [ beep ]
[ Normal voice ] I think he caught on.
You think? I tell you what, jack-o.
These guys are in over their head.
I don't think they even know it yet.
[ Elevator bell dings ] Hey, buddy.
What part of "keeping our contact to a minimum"
do you not understand?
Somebody's onto us.
They've got Theo's phone.
What are you talking about?
I called Theo. It wasn't Theo.
It was, like, some low-voiced freak.
Look, pull yourself together, man.
Theo was probably
just stoned out of his mind playing video games.
I bet he was just messing with you.
[ Sighs ]
Maybe. Maybe.
Now, we stick to my plan, all right?
The day after tomorrow,
I'm gonna sell the blackbird file,
and then what do we do?
We stay out of town until things cool down.
Exactly. Get yourself to a beach, buddy.
Get a tan. Please.
Okay. You'll... you'll... You'll check on Theo?
If it'll make you happy, absolutely.
I assure you there won't be any more surprises.
[ Beep ] [ sighs deeply ]
Hey, babe.
[ Chuckling ] Kyle.
What are you doing here?
I'm coming to get you. You ready to go?
Uhh.
Yes. In five minutes.
Uh, by the way, Jack is not coming
it's just you and me tonight.
Well, that's too bad.
So, I had an interesting day at work today.
And what do we have here?
Open it up.
First class to a tropical island
in the middle of nowhere.
What do you say we disappear for a couple weeks?
White, Sandy beach?
The flight leaves in two days.
There's no way I can drop everything.
Come on, sweets. We need this.
No, it's impossible. Look at my desk.
Come on. You can't say no.
Look, when an opportunity like this comes along,
you just have to reach out, and you got to grab it.
All right.
I'm gonna rearrange my schedule.
Good. Do it.
We both could use the time alone
together, without any distractions.
Mm.
[ Horn blares ]
Dan: Good morning, neighbor.
Dan. What the hell are you doing here?
Well, in light of recent murderous activity
in your neighborhood, I took it upon myself
to park the aluminum love cradle close to your house
so I could keep watch over you during the night.
It's the least I can do as your bodyguard.
No, no, no, no, no. No.
You are not my bodyguard. I do not need a bodyguard.
I understand you're upset, but let's talk about it
while izzy and I escort you to your vehicle.
No, that's not gonna happen, okay,
because we are investigating a murder
that has happened in my neighborhood,
and I'm not gonna let you and this thing that you live in
get in my way.
You're strong, and you know I dig that.
But I want you to take this. Please?
Take it with you. It's a whistle.
Keep it with you at all times.
So if you encounter somebody
who's making you uncomfortable and invading...
[ Whistle blows ] ...Your personal space...
I guess I should have expected that.
I'm not a helpless victim, Dan. I'm a police lieutenant.
Now go get me a lead on that murder case!
Lieu, can you tell me where the water main is?
'Cause, uh, I got to hook up the plumbing.
I got a... I got a situation in my bathroom here. [ whistle blows ]
You know what? Don't worry about it.
I'll figure it out.
This is Detective Jack Bailey
with the Dallas police department.
I need a trace on a blocked ca...
No, yeah, sure. I'll hold again. Why not?
I mean, it's only a murder investigation!
There's an easier way
to get your caller's name and address. How?
Here is your caller's name and address.
Oh. That was easy.
I traced it myself.
We're working with the phone company on another case,
and I've become familiar with their procedures.
And their passwords.
I really hope I'm not taking away
any of the fun, detective-y part of your job.
No. This is, uh...
This is good. Thank you.
Have no fear.
Ana has been safely escorted to her office un-ogled.
That's incredibly comforting.
Okay, where are we on our murder case?
We need what Frank used to call a lead.
Yeah, everybody calls it a lead.
You got one? Yeah.
Thanks to Samantha.
Yeah, thanks to me.
Scott Wallace.
All right? He's our mystery caller.
Got an address right there.
Nice work. Let's get over there before it's too late.
[ Gunshot ]
[ Cellphone rings ] Hello?
Drayton: I want my money back. You're a disaster.
Relax. Everything is under control.
Under control? I paid for a corporate cleaning.
Not a giant mess.
I thought you were gonna try and buy him off first.
The hacker was unreliable.
The cleanest solution was to eliminate him.
Besides, he was a loser. No one would have even noticed he was missing.
Well, somebody noticed! You left a body and a witness!
That was a fluke.
Look, you hired me for my reputation because I'm the best.
The situation is under control.
This time, no one will even notice a crime was comm...
Jack: Mr. Wallace?!
I want this... [ beep ]
Mr. Wallace! Dallas p.D.! Your front door was open!
Mr. Wallace?
Mr. Wallace!
Hey.
Hey, wake up, buddy.
Wake up.
It's a suicide.
Hang on.
He's gone.
Oh, you never get used to it, jack-o...
Being around a dead body.
[ Wheezes ] Aah!
Zombie! Shoot him in the head! It's the only way!
Stop! Stop, Dan! [ speaks indistinctly ]
He's trying to say something. He's trying to talk. He's what?!
What? What?
Drayton...Oil... What?
...Trying to kill me.
Was it a woman? Was it a hot woman?
Dan. Shh!
Blackbird.
Stay with us!
Stay with me, brother! You're gonna be fine!
This is Detective Jack Bailey.
I need an ambulance right away!
Do not go into the light! Do not go into the light!
You've got to be kidding me.
Do not go into the light!
H-hey... let me see...
Uh, can you make those... M-make the lips bigger.
Luscious and pouty... Pouty lips.
And put her in some kind of hot, little, uh, nurse's outfit.
Well, yeah, was she wearing a nurse's outfit? No.
Just trust me on this.
Put her in a nurse's outfit. Something short.
Well, we have a murderer in my neighborhood,
and our only witness is in critical condition.
So please tell me we've got something else.
Yeah, uh, from what I've learned,
blackbird is an independent safety report
on the oil industry.
It comes out every five years or so.
A lot of companies fell in its crosshairs,
with the exception of drayton oil.
For some reason, their report came back squeaky-clean.
Why would somebody be murdered over a positive safety report?
Exactly. I mean, it's got to be a-a lie or a cover-up, maybe?
Well, what the hell are we waiting for?
Let's get over there, kick some doors down at that company,
see if anyone recognizes our murderin' Jane.
Ooh, man. Smokin'. Ooh. Yeah.
Ruiz: Okay, wait. Hold on.
The c.E.O., Patrick drayton,
is one of the most powerful businessmen in Dallas.
I mean, if he's involved,
we need to learn more before we show our hand.
So, how do we do that?
We need someone on the inside.
And I know just the guy.
Hmm. [ clicking tongue ]
[ Whistling ] [ telephone dialing ]
Man: I.T. Department.
Theo, please.
Oh, you didn't hear, man? Theo was murdered.
What? What are you saying?
Yeah, it happened last night.
I guess they found his body in his house,
and he'd been shot.
Krista, get in here!
Is everything okay?
Yes. I need to see Mr. Wallace in my office.
Now. Oh, you didn't hear.
Mr. Wallace tried to commit suicide last night.
What? I know. Pills.
Rhindi heard he was in a coma.
I knew he had that, like, divorce or whatever,
but that was like months ago.
Clear my schedule! Cancel everything!
Okay.
And what should I tell the two cops who are here to see you?
Cops?
Jack! Hey. Good to see you.
Kyle.
Uh, this is my partner, Dan stark. How you doin'?
What are you talking about? He's not bad-looking.
What? Uh, Kyle, listen.
I-I know that we haven't always been on the same page,
but, uh, I was wondering if you could help us out.
Of course. Of course, man. What, uh... what do you need?
You just name it, buddy. Name it.
Do you know anything about a blackbird file?
No! I mean, uh, nope. No, I haven't.
Here's the deal... Your boss, drayton,
he knows all about this blackbird file,
so we need to get some face time with the chief hombre.
Mr. drayton is... Is very busy.
Well, maybe you can talk with him about the blackbird file.
I mean, it's early in the investigation,
so if you would please not mention the police, it would...
Are you okay?
Absolutely. [ sighs ]
Never better.
In fact, why don't we go back to my office,
and, uh, I'll check Mr. drayton's schedule.
Cool.
All right! We're moving.
I got it. Thank you.
Sure. Be right back.
Just, uh, make yourselves comfortable.
[ Telephone rings ]
[ Gun cocks ] Damn it!
[ Gunshot ] That was a warm-up shot.
You know, maybe you're setting up wrong.
If your stance is off to the side a little bit...
My stance is fine, thank you!
I didn't pay you for golf tips.
I paid you for your discretion.
You handled that problem
in the village of kasib so completely,
the village no longer exists on maps after 2005.
And yet, for me, you can't handle
three white-collar stooges and a simple six-page document?
Well, admittedly, this hasn't gone
quite as cleanly as we planned.
It's gone to hell in a handbasket! That's how it's gone.
I don't have time for excuses.
All I care about are results.
Son of a bitch!
God!
I'm taking a mulligan. She's distracting me.
Here.
I want you to pay a visit to a golf buddy of mine.
His name's marshal Hewitt.
The c.E.O. Of Hewitt petroleum? Exactly.
I saw him in the pro shop. He smiled at me.
The bastard never smiles at me.
I think he knows something
about my little... Business problem.
Think he's trying to acquire the file from one of your employees?
Figure it out.
Clean it up.
That's your job.
Oh. My bad.
Is it just me, or does Kyle seem...
Distracted, you know, suspicious?
Well, he sure didn't want to be talking to you, that's for sure.
Right? Yeah.
You think it might be because he knows that you know
that he's curling your true love's toes?
No, I don't think that's it.
It's just, uh, something doesn't feel right.
I mean, it's been 25 minutes. Where the hell is he?
You think that smarmy little lawyer knows something?
I think it's time to find out.
Let's roll.
Excuse me.
Where's Kyle?
Oh, um, Mr. ashford actually left for the day.
What?! He told us to wait in his office.
We're sitting in there, kicking carp... come on.
[ Sighs ]
Yeah. Hewitt.
Yes, uh, I have the, um...
Bird-related document that we previously discussed.
The fee that we agreed upon? Yeah.
Okay, I'm at the location right now, all right?
I want this stupid thing out of my life. When can you get here?
Soon.
Uh, I'm sending my, uh, a-associate
to make the exchange. I don't care about the details.
Just make sure they're here fast and tell them to bring the cash.
[ Receiver hangs up ]
[ Silenced gunshot ]
[ Knock on door ]
Jack: Kyle! Come out! Now!
Okay. Doesn't look like he's here.
Yeah, we'll see about that. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Hang on, now.
I think you may be a-a little too close
to this thing, personally.
Too close? Yeah.
I distinctly recall you telling me
a good cop should take every case too personally.
True, but I neglected to inform you
there... there's an exception clause.
Oh, an exception clause. Yeah.
It's called the "if you do this,
Liz will never sleep with you again" clause.
Okay, you're gonna look like a jealous lunatic
if you kick this in. Okay. I am not jealous.
Kyle is hiding something.
I know it. And you know it. Now, move.
Oh, don't... Don't get me wrong.
Now, being too close personally,
it helps when you're busting punks,
but it does not go over so well with the ladies.
You care for Lizzie.
I'm not gonna stand here and watch you ruin that.
Now, if this is our guy,
we'll find another way to bust him, okay?
Kyle is a criminal, and I'm gonna prove it.
Not because I'm jealous. But because I'm a cop.
Take a look at this.
What you got there?
Liz's toothbrush is here.
Her clothes are here. Her work is here.
She's practically living here, Dan! L-let's just focus
on the kyle/blackbird angle of it all, okay? Oh, God.
You know, I knew that she was,
you know, talking about moving in with this slimeball,
but I didn't know that it was so...Serious.
Jack, only pain comes from this. I mean, take it from me.
I've searched the houses of countless boyfriends
of former lady loves of mine.
What is that?!
This is mine!
Dan, this is mine!
That sow's got a corkscrew tail.
That's cute. I like that.
We got it, uh, when we went
on an awesome wine-tasting trip.
It was one of our first dates.
You know what... Kyle is just gonna have to find
some other way to open up his fancy wines
because I am taking corky back.
"Corky"? We named it corky.
Okay, Jack, you've compiled enough evidence
to convict Kyle in any court across the land
of having repetitive sexual contact
with your lady love, okay?
He's guilty. Let's move on.
Let's go talk to the c.E.O. Of this oil company.
Ruiz got me the address of his country club.
That's a good idea. You go that way.
I'm gonna check out what's on Kyle's computer.
No! Jack-o! Jack! Do not do that.
Look, I-I may not know much about computers,
but there's one thing I do know.
There are pictures on that machine
of Kyle and Lizzie in flagrante.
You don't know that.
Never underestimate a man's need
to photograph his sexual conquests, Jack.
Get to the point.
This is what I'm gonna offer you.
I will view these photos for you privately.
No, you can't look at the photos, 'cause there are no photos, Dan!
So just go, all right? Go talk to the c.E.O., okay?
Taking it too personally! What about you, Dan?!
I mean, you parked your trailer
in front of the lieutenant's house,
claiming to be her own personal bodyguard.
What's going on with your own personal, inappropriate case?
You know what? Don't worry about that.
I got that covered.
[ Engine shuts off ]
Julius: Hey!
L.T.! Welcome home.
Julius, what are you doing here at my home?
D-detective Dan told me about the sexual peeper dude
that you got all up in your neighborhood.
He was like, "hey, you want to take a couple shifts?" I'm like, "yeah."
Wait, wait, wait. Some shifts of what?
Oh, uh, bodyguarding.
Yeah, no. Defending your honor.
You know, providing vigilance 24/7
to protect you from criminal activity.
Julius, is that my apron?
Uh, yes. Yes, it is. And you know what?
You should get a better lock for your back window.
I'm gonna kill him. You know what?
I'm gonna just do yours medium-rare.
Is that... okay. Yeah.
I-it's good to have protection, l.T.,
'cause even good neighborhoods can be unsafe.
[ Cellphone rings ]
[ Beep ]
Liz. Hi.
Where are you?
Nowhere, you know.
Just working, just following a lead.
That's funny 'cause...
Looks to me like you're sitting at Kyle's desk
for God only knows what reason.
I can explain.
I think you'd better.
Yesterday an executive at Kyle's company was attacked.
Okay, now, it was a professional hit,
and the victim said that the killer worked for drayton oil.
Okay, skip to the part where you break into my house, Jack.
Your house?
Kyle's house. Are you happy? Does it matter?
Yes, it matters. It matters a lot.
Well, so you... So you moved in with him.
Don't change the subject.
Dan and I went to go ask Kyle a few questions.
And he ran, all right? He was acting suspicious.
Are you insinuating that Kyle's somehow involved in this?
Well, he wasn't acting like an innocent person would.
Oh, my God. My God. I knew it!
You have never wanted to give Kyle a chance.
You've been gunning for him
since before you even met him, Jack!
That is not what this is about.
Hey, um, on your way over here,
did you happen to pick up, um, uh, what's that...
A search warrant?
I'm only asking you
because I'm assistant district attorney.
Look at these e-mails, okay?
Correspondence with the two victims.
From his co-workers. Okay.
He has plane tickets, Liz. He's skipping the country.
Those are tickets to our vacation, Jack.
Why are you even looking at those?
To the maldive islands, okay?
A place that has no extradition treaty
with the United States.
Coincidence?
Why are you doing this, Jack?
Because I'm a cop. I want to know why Kyle ashford ran the second he saw me.
Maybe because he thinks he's being framed
by my crazy, jealous ex-boyfriend.
Okay, Liz, I'm gonna say this as simply as I can.
I believe your boyfriend stole something from his company
and that someone is trying to kill him to get it back.
[ Scoffs ]
Well... I'm calling Kyle.
Great. Call him. I've been trying
to get him on the phone all day, but he won't take my call.
Well, he'll talk to me.
[ Cellphone rings ]
Hey, babe. Can't talk.
I'm about to jump into a meeting.
Hey, are you okay?
Uh, yeah. Of course.
Listen, this is crazy.
Jack is telling me that I need to warn you about some woman,
a hit man, a-a hit woman, if you will.
She's got, uh, blond hair. I guess she's tall.
She's...
Sexy lips.
He seems to think that this hit woman,
uh, tried to kill one of your co-workers earlier
and that you are next on her list.
Got to run, babe. Be home soon.
[ Beep ] [ cellphone rattles ]
[ Chuckling ] [ engine turns over ]
[ Tires screeching ]
What did he say?
He's on his way home.
You can ask him yourself.
Great.
How you doin'?
Patrick drayton.
May I have a word with you, your wealthiness?
This is a private club. Members only.
Oh, really? It's a good thing that I got me a day pass.
Well, I've got me a tee time.
So whatever it is, it's gonna have to wait
until after my round.
You can call my lawyer. I've done nothing wrong.
You know, in my experience, golfers are bullies and cowards.
It's something about the... the... the club
being so darn big
and the balls being so darn small.
Call Marcus in security, please.
Yeah, do that.
While we're waiting, uh, [Clears throat]
Do you recognize...
Her?
Never seen that woman before in my life.
Are you sure, now? You want to take another look?
She's quite an exquisite creature.
Wish I could help you. I really do. Yeah.
You know anything about the blackbird file?
Holy... well, I'll take that as a "yes."
Get out of my clubhouse. Where's Marcus?
You, sir... You have devoted your life
to a wussy sport which you will never master.
And you're a terrible liar.
You revealed yourself to me.
You can expect to hear from my attorney.
Oh, hey.
[ Chuckling ] Okay. All right.
[ Beep ]
Someone must have tipped ashford off.
He got away. You're fired!
Fired? You were supposed to keep me out of this,
and you were supposed to remain invisible.
The cops literally have a picture of you
in a nurse's uniform for some reason.
In what? Forget it!
Now the cops are after me.
I will clean up this colossal mess myself!
And a little career advice for you...
Look for another line of work!
Because if I have anything to say about it,
you'll be lucky to find a job cleaning toilets.
I don't know what's going on.
Kyle said he was coming right home.
Well, [Scoffs] Think about it.
I mean, he ran the second he saw me.
It's no surprise he didn't show up here.
It's probably just traffic.
Oh, God. It is not traffic, Liz.
All right? Why can't you see this?
W-w-w-why can't you see what this guy really is?
Jack! He is a liar, Liz!
He is a liar, and he's only gonna hurt you.
I-if he is half the guy you think he is,
he would be here now.
Kyle.
Kyle: Hey, buddy. I am so glad you're here.
I'm blowing the whistle on my company,
and you're the only person in the world who can help me.
One of our computers gets ??
Stumbled upon the original blackbird file in the database
and brought it to my attention.
And as soon as I found out that the company
was falsifying safety reports, I immediately tried
to bring it to the authorities.
Okay, well, what authorities did you bring it to?
Oh, um, the federal energy regulatory commission.
See, Wallace works closely with them.
So I brought it to him,
but drayton unfortunately got to him first,
and [Sighs] Then he tried to kill me.
You have any proof?
Jack, he's obviously not the bad guy here.
Have you seen his car? It is riddled with bullet holes.
It's riddled with bullet holes, Jack,
and someone kicked in my front door.
That was me, actually.
Okay, I don't know what's going on here, all right?
I'm just... I'm trying to do the right thing.
Okay, well, w-why didn't you take it to Liz?
I mean, she works for the d.A.
Well, the other two people who know about the file
are either dead or in the hospital.
I'm not gonna put other people's lives in danger.
Especially Liz's.
[ Chuckles ]
I'm sure you'd do the same thing.
Jack, I'd feel much better
if we could get him under police protection.
Fine, I'll take you into custody
until we can sort this whole thing out.
Thank you, buddy. In the meantime,
I'm gonna need that blackbird file.
Absolutely.
I-I don't have it on me. I hid it.
Well, then, you're gonna take me to where you hid it.
Mmm-mmm.
Oh, my God. Okay.
If you cook like that,
you can break into my house any day.
[ Chuckles ] Well, thank you.
Thank you very much. You know what?
I-I wanted to do dessert, but I didn't find any in there.
Would you mind if I broke into one of these houses
and got, like, an apple pie?
No, we have enough crime in this neighborhood
with our peeping Tom and our murderer.
Don't even worry about it. Y'all will catch him eventually.
Y'all always caught me.
Yeah, well, I'll drink to that. Hmm.
Hmm. [ chuckles ] Yes.
Mmm.
May I use your facilities?
Absolutely, and you can even go
through the front door like a non-criminal.
Ah, you know, I would use the, um...
But Dan hasn't hooked up the plumbing,
so it's... it's just kind of gathering.
Okay, o-okay. I got it. I got it. Thank you.
Right. That's too much. You're right. Be right back.
[ Shrieks ]
Ohh!
That's him! That's the peep... He peeped all over me!
You're a long way from your yoga mat.
Missed you in class today.
[ Sighs ]
Oh, geez. D-did he try to get rough with you?
Did you use your whistle?
I mean, I can't believe I wasn't there for you.
Well, somehow I muddled through.
Well, the least I can do is give you your command back.
Hey, listen up, everybody! No.
Important announcement here.
Lieutenant ruiz is back in charge.
Let's give her a round of applause.
Dan, I was always in ch... Oh, thanks.
Okay, that's it. Let's fight some crime. Party's over.
Thanks. All right. That's good.
Listen, now that that's taken care of,
can you please just give Jack a hand?
He's got a big break in the blackbird case.
Yeah, I don't think Jack's really in the mood
to have me looking over his shoulder right now.
[ Laughs ]
When have you ever taken "no" for an answer?
[ Sighs ]
Okay, look. I-I got to confess. I...
I've pretty much been deliberately avoiding
getting to know you.
Really? Yeah.
But, um, you know, now that I know
that you're just trying to do the right thing,
I feel kind of bad.
Well, to be fair, I wasn't exactly
champing at the bit to hang out with you, either.
Really?
Hell, no, man. When you bailed on dinner, I was thrilled.
Huh. So all this time I've been avoiding you, you've been avoiding me.
Oh, yeah. Definitely.
And I thought we didn't have anything in common.
Hey, Jack around?
Oh, he and Kyle went
to pick up the blackbird file from his ranch.
Kyle's ranch.
Not Jack's ranch. I don't think Jack has a ranch.
Hey, do you need another sketch done?
Because I could put her in a leather cat suit this time.
I like the way you think, darling, but, no, no, no.
Your first sketch worked like a charm.
I mean, any innocent man
would have taken one look at that drawing
and started studying the curves
and asking about the sexy outfit and whatnot.
Drayton didn't give it a second thought.
Our murderer may be a woman,
but drayton is definitely pulling the strings,
and I'm gonna take him down before he strikes again.
Oh!
That reminds me. Uh, Mr. Wallace is dead.
What?! He was killed in the hospital this morning.
[ Gun cocks ]
[ Cylinder clicking ]
[ Monitor beeping ]
[ Flatline ]
Kyle's got to be the next target,
and Jack's out there on the ranch with him?
Please tell me he took backup.
I think they went alone.
Oh, damn it!
[ Cattle low ]
Oh, uh...
Ah, don't worry. The maid will get it.
Come on in.
So, you played quarterback.
Oh, yeah. High School.
Gave it up when I went to Yale, though.
So, the blackbird file's over in the family safe.
This will just take a second.
[ Sighs ] Let's see.
Do you mind, buddy?
Fine.
I'll be in the east wing.
[ Cellphone rings ]
[ Beep ] Yeah?
What the hell you doing out there
with a murderin' Jane on the loose?!
And Wallace... I'm fine. Wait. Slow down.
They got to Wallace! He's dead!
Really dead this time.
Kyle is next. Jack, you need backup.
N-no, Dan. I'm fine.
I'm just here to get the file,
and then I'm gonna go back to the station.
Everything's gonna be fine.
[ Gun cocks ]
Hey, ashford.
W... this isn't what it looks like.
You're fired.
Everything's gonna be fine.
No, Jack!
Kyle. Jack!
Police! Drop it!
He shot my arm! I was aiming for your heart.
Damn, maybe my stance is off.
I'm really bleeding here!
Barely!
Just lower your weapon. You first!
Listen. We can make this work for us.
You tried to sell the blackbird file to the highest bidder.
Now you want to cut a deal?
I... I knew it.
Shut up, Jack! Look, hey.
Nobody knows about this except him.
So you're saying we kill him,
and all of this could just go away.
Hey, your words, not mine.
Drop it, drayton, all right? This is over!
[ Door closes, guns cock ]
Guns down. I mean it, gentlemen.
What are you doing here?! I thought I told you to get lost!
I'm not about to let my record get tainted
by one dissatisfied customer and a few lucky cops.
Get him up. We're moving this in the kitchen.
No. I'm not stepping foot on linoleum.
If you're gonna kill us,
you got to kill us somewhere difficult to clean.
[ Sighs deeply ] Have it your way.
[ Gun cocks ]
[ Cylinder clicking ]
[ Gunshot ]
[ Tires screeching ]
If you're gonna kill us, you got to kill us somewhere difficult to clean.
Have it your way.
[ Whistle blows ]
Fore!
Now, that's a sport!
[ Straining ] Kyle! Kyle, a little help, buddy!
Ohh! [ coughs ]
Aah!
You all right, there, partner?
Yeah. Thanks for the whistle.
I got the blackbird file.
I got the murdering Jane.
Where's Kyle?
Did we get them?
They're buying this whole whistle-blower story.
Unbelievable.
I don't get it. That twerp should be going to jail.
It's like they're planning a ticker-tape parade.
What are we gonna do?
We don't have a case. We don't have any proof.
Even Liz believes him. I'm telling you, man.
I got a half a mind to wander over there
and punch that twerp in the kisser.
No, you were right, Dan.
The second I went after Kyle...
I lost Liz either way.
Hey, buddy.
I just wanted to stop by and say...
No hard feelings.
[ Object rattles ]
Look, Kyle, you can tell them whatever you want,
but we both know what really happened.
What are you talking about?
I told your fellow detectives the truth.
[ Object slams ]
I...
[ Laughs ]
Face it, Jack.
It's your word against mine.
Now, who are they gonna believe?
An upstanding whistle-blower...
Or some pathetic ex-boyfriend
who kicked my door down without a warrant?
Is this really something
that you want to drag into a court case?
What would Liz think?
[ Scoffs ] "Whistle-blower."
Whistle-blower! [ chuckling ]
Ow! That really hurt!
No, no, okay, there's no other way to explain it,
but all of a sudden I hear this, like, shriek.
Wait, no, no, no, no. No, no, no.
There's plenty of other ways to describe it.
Like a manly yelp. Julius: No, it wasn't...
Yeah, it was a shriek, okay?
And so, then the peeper comes jumping over the fence...
Okay, and then you come in...
Hey, she comes in, and she sacks this dude
like a linebacker, okay?
It was just like... bam! It was brutal.
Okay, he had it coming. [ chuckles ]
I tell you this much, Dan. She doesn't need a bodyguard.
She got moves like, linebacker, heisman trophy.
Yeah, I know. I didn't want anybody to hurt you.
Well, I'm touched, but do me a favor, sweetheart,
and move this giant beer can out of here by tomorrow,
or I'm gonna show you some moves he's talking about.
[ Laughter ]
Hey, I thought you would be halfway
to the maldive islands about now.
[ Chuckles ] Plans changed.
What happened?
I don't know what happened at the ranch.
You'll have to tell me.
But I do know you, and I know
that you wouldn't be hiding in the closet.
Is that what he said? Yes.
[ Laughs ] Amazing.
I just... I couldn't believe when he said that.
I-I thought, "if you're gonna lie to me about that,
what else are you lying to me about?"
And just to make himself look better, too.
And... and I just don't think you would ever do that.
You tell me the truth...
Even when it makes me hate your guts.
I've done it many times.
Anyway, um, Kyle and I broke up, so...
Well...
I'm not very sorry to hear that.
Thank you for your honesty.
Would you like a beverage?
Yes, I want a drink more than anything right now.
Corky, what are you doing here?
Corky didn't really want to be with Kyle anymore.
[ Laughs ]
Smart pig.
Come on.
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