When your baby...
When I said music, Uncle Teddy, this is not what I meant.
Hey, I'd burn this place down before I listen to your damn hippy songs.
They're hipsters, not hippies.
Hipsters bathe.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey.
What?
- What did you just do to that poor sauce? - It needs more kick.
No, the only kick it needs...
...is the kick your daddy gave it 36 years ago when he wrote...
When he wrote down the recipe on an overturned mop bucket.
Just try it.
- Please? - No.
- Please?
I like it the way it was.
- Ha, ha. - Oh, hell.
What do I know?
I'm about to retire.
Don't you feel like crying?
That's weird. I thought I locked up.
Sorry, folks, we're closed.
Oh, come on.
I was joking.
Put that old music back on.
Uncle T?
- Hey. - Run, Kira.
What's the matter with you? He's an old man.
Leave him be.
Okay. Okay.
You know, my dad, this company, we do a lot to help folks out around here.
And y'all come in waving guns?
Teddy!
Take your money and go!
You wrote your first book on this.
Yeah, I was the only idiot in New Guinea with carpal tunnel.
I went where the spiders live to get this.
"Why?" I hear you say?
- That's putting it politely. - Whatever.
I like the way it sounds.
It reminds me of finger-painting on the floor in your old office.
- Have you been drinking? - Next dealer up.
Poker? And you're down 800.
- Oy! - Write a book.
Well, at least give me a chance to break even.
This needs oil.
And a new ribbon.
You're the woman who broke into our house.
The cop your dad maced. Sharon.
Detective Wallowski.
- Bye, Em. - What?
Well, this isn't a social call.
It's business.
And typically, with shady cops like Shazzer here, it's confidential.
So buzz off.
So, what can I do you for, detective?
Internal Affairs rifling through your lingerie again?
Is your badge on the line?
That and a social call.
- You drinking? - Yes.
So, what is it then, detective?
Robbery gone bad at a barbecue spot up on Girard.
Jimmy's. The owner's daughter was shot dead tonight. Kira Weaver.
- And you knew her? - Yeah. Whole family.
Mostly the dad, Jim.
When I was a uniform, his sons were frequent flyers in my squad car.
And?
This is about more than just happy memories, right?
And Jim's dying and I wanna get him answers before he goes.
- And? - That's it.
You do know that I charge extra for favors like this, don't you?
Security video.
Shooters covered head to toe. I thought you might see something I didn't.
I'll take that beer now.
Oy, Em. I'll need my laptop!
- Where's all the peasants? - You're an hour early.
Yeah, well, I need them here now.
This is a family restaurant.
That is the daughter.
So we were hired by the family?
No, it's pro bono, this one.
Paid for in pork.
These are fancy costumes for knocking off a corner store, don't you think?
So where'd this case come from?
They didn't wanna be recognized.
Inside job.
So we weren't hired by the family, then?
This one is a favor.
Okay. So we should talk to waiters, ex-employees...
...anybody who'd have wanted to rob the place.
Oh, robbery, my ass.
Look at his arms. They're going up and down like a slot machine.
He's fighting with himself.
The girl, she's got a lot of attitude for a girl with a gun in her face.
He's having a hard enough time doing what he came here to do.
So this wasn't a robbery.
This was a premeditated murder.
That's an execution.
Dream Send me a sign
Turn back the clock Give me some time
I need to break out And make a new name
Let's open our eyes To the brand new day
Okay. John, the ex-fry cook.
Carla, the bitchy hostess and Donny, the dishwasher.
Okay. So that's, uh, three people Kira fired.
- Three alibis, no lies... - Uh-huh.
...out of 24 disgruntled ex-employees.
- Shouldn't the cops be doing this? - They are. Parallel investigation.
Cops don't see what we see.
You can't wait to get out of the 'hood, can you?
So I stick out like a white thumb.
But when Donny back there gave me static, I didn't flinch.
No. You were kind of bad-ass, for a suburban mall rat.
Yeah. Oh, yeah, that's me. I'm king of the food court.
All right, let's split up.
Unless you're scared.
No, no.
Liar.
Okay.
Besides the list of employees you gave, you can't think of anyone else...
- ...who might have wanted to hurt her? - She was good people.
Hard to think anybody wanted her dead.
So Kira, Jim and...?
Marcus and Rudy. They're good boys.
- They work for the company too, do they? - No.
Went their own way.
They haven't spoken in years.
Kira was all Jim had left.
Was a time I could've handled those punks.
All right, here we go.
Here.
Brow raised and, uh, tilted head.
That's fear. They had a gun on him.
Oh, I beg to differ, professor. That's not fear, that's recognition.
You know who the killers are, don't you?
I loved Kira like a daughter.
If I knew who'd killed her, I'd have said.
You're protecting them, the killers, ain't you?
Now, you see that?
Now, that is fear.
Hold on a sec. You're not scared of the killers, are you?
You're scared of telling him.
I've known Jim since we were 5 years old. We came up together.
The man is my best friend and he just lost his little girl.
Cain and Abel.
Eh, Uncle Teddy?
Hey.
Let it go. Let the camera go, bitch.
Can we just talk about this, please?
Well, you said it yourself. I mean, the man's dying, right?
So the least we can do is tell him who killed his daughter.
The shooters had masks. There's no way in hell that Teddy could ID them.
Besides, who knows if he saw what you think he saw?
You don't want me to meet Big Jim, do you?
I don't see what we gain by giving a dying man more bad news.
So how long has he got, then?
Days. Maybe weeks, on the outside.
I can hear you, detective.
- Jim. - Number 41, hot.
And spicy, with a cheeky little kick.
Jim, this is Dr. Lightman.
Another damn doctor.
I'm not that kind.
I've come here about Kira.
So how's the tumor, Jim?
Supposed to be dead two months ago.
Not taking the morphine, I see.
You expect me to sleep now?
When I go, it'll be with my eyes wide-open.
Good. Because what I'm about to tell you would kill a lesser man.
Well, make it quick before the cancer gets to my ears.
Do your sons hate you...
...as much as I think they do?
Because I've been led to believe that they killed your daughter.
The Weaver boys. All grown up.
Marcus, the dental hygienist.
Rudy, still unemployed.
Heard you guys don't speak anymore, huh?
Right.
Kira's dead.
And by the way, you're an uncle now.
Oh, really?
What was that?
- Nothing. - No, no, no, you said something.
What'd you say? I heard you.
Fine. You wanna be like that, be like that.
You don't question suspects for the same crime in the same room.
It's Interrogation 101.
Along with Rubber Hoses 101.
- What's the matter with you? - Nothing.
Really?
Where's my camera?
I left it in my car.
- Why are you so angry, then? - What are you talking about? I'm not angry.
My camera's not in the car.
Loker told you.
Did something happen to you when you were out on the street?
I'll get you another camera.
You do that.
In the meantime, you know, I want you to take Foster out.
Have some lunch, you know. You both deserve it.
Oh, right.
You can go now.
What?
Nothing.
- Ready? - Ready.
Good.
It's like two rattlesnakes in a bag.
Time for the scorpion.
I'm sorry. Am I interrupting something? Do you want me to come back later?
You know, when you've finished catching up.
I already told your cop friend, I haven't seen Kira in four years.
- Me too. - Wanna know what he said about you?
What does this have to do with my sister's murder?
I'm sorry, what did you say?
That's shame from Rudy.
- Over Kira? - He was looking at Marcus.
Whatever he told you is a lie.
I didn't say anything, all right? It was Dad.
- Dad thinks we killed Kira. - We?
How is your old man, anyway?
- I said, how is your old man? - Hey, why do you keep doing that?
Because you can't hear me properly, can you?
Just like you couldn't hear him earlier.
Oh, really?
So, what, you're deaf in one ear, are you?
How did that happen, then?
- Wasn't me. - Yeah, right.
All right, well, let me guess. Um...
Baseball bat?
Tire iron?
Neither one of you strike me as the bare-knuckle wankers I grew up with.
Try whiskey bottle. Yeah, hit me with the damn thing right here.
It was bourbon.
- That's true, right? - Lightman just got us a baseline.
I'll bet you had it coming.
I wasn't the one who stole the night deposit, got us cut off.
Son of a bitch. You gonna put this all on me, Marcus?
Why don't you tell him whose idea it was, huh? The night deposit. All of it.
Who put the mirror in front of me? Gave me my first bump. Who was that?
If you could do this to me, how do I know you didn't kill Kira?
Tell him the truth!
Hey, come on, break it up.
I told you we should've split them up.
- You tell them the truth. - Come with me.
You better get him out of here!
You happy?
So four years since you've seen Kira, right?
Do me a favor.
I mean, your pain's too raw, right? You're an open wound. Look at you.
So when did you last see her, then?
A month ago?
A week ago?
Night of the murder?
Okay.
Right.
Thanks.
I just found out that Marcus saw Kira not long before she was killed.
- So much for Interrogation 101, eh? - Yeah?
While you were starting your cage fight, my cop friends made an arrest.
Pissed-off hooker says her boyfriend and his pal did the murder.
Oh, good.
Because hookers never lie.
Neither do ballistics.
She gave us the gun. A match for the bullet in Kira's head.
We got our killers and it ain't him or his brother.
Why can't you admit you were wrong about Jim's sons?
Because Marcus lied. And guns change hands. You take the fat one.
You mark my words...
...sooner or later, you're gonna find out this is all about that family.
- Who are these two, Jim's nephews? - You only want answers that Jim will like.
So, what's he got on you, eh?
Because that's why you don't want me near him.
- I guess we're gonna keep them separate. - Oh, yeah, right. Good idea.
So where'd you get that gun?
We found that gun in a trash can.
Yeah, my grandmother's a virgin.
We didn't kill nobody, I swear.
You believe in the Easter bunny?
What kind of question is that?
The trash can. Why were you digging in the trash can?
I like leftovers.
- What about Santa? You believe in Santa? - Not since I was like 8.
So you don't believe everything that you're told.
What the hell are you talking about, man?
You killed that girl.
You know it and I know it, fat man.
Get me a lawyer.
- Tell me you didn't kill that girl. - We didn't kill anybody. I swear.
You believe that.
Moron.
All right.
Tell him the truth.
You killed that girl, right?
Now...
...do you see...
...how his lip just kind of twitched like that? You see that?
He can't help that.
You can't bite back anger like that.
You know I'm right.
I want that lawyer.
So, what happened? Did you freak out and hit the crystal?
- Shut up, Eddie. - He never said nothing, numb nuts.
We didn't do nothing, man.
Oh, you robbed that restaurant, all right.
You confessed to that, but he lied to you about the rest of it.
You believed him because you wanted to believe him.
Because it was easier than the truth.
He missed. You said you missed.
- You son of a bitch. - Hey, easy. Sit down.
You know he didn't miss. He didn't miss. You saw what that bullet did to that girl.
Not true. You're lying.
Come on. Take a seat.
Look at them, you wanker.
We... We needed money.
There was 1500 bucks and change in that till.
Is that all that girl's life was worth to you? Is it?
Oh, there was more.
Yeah.
So you were paid to do it, were you?
We were down in Anacostia, looking to score.
Dude walked up, told Nick he'd pay us 5 grand.
This the guy?
It was night and he had a hat on and I was pretty lit.
Oh, yeah?
You ask me one more question before I get a lawyer, the fat one walks.
Go ahead.
Oh, yeah? Don't clock out just yet, all right?
I wasn't going anywhere. I was waiting for you.
And Wallowski.
Don't think that lunch with Torres fooled me.
Where'd you go, then? Somewhere swanky?
Why do you feel it's necessary to hide her from me?
How do you know that I'm not hiding you from her?
I'm so glad I waited for you.
- You don't like her, do you? - I don't know her, thanks to you.
All right. Well, look, I had to lie for her to you when she was being investigated.
- I don't have to do that again. - You keep trying to protect me. How sweet.
Oh, so you're okay with her, then?
I didn't say that. Yet.
You know, she's good.
I mean, you know, she's very good at what she does.
I wouldn't know.
Right. Dinner's on me.
It's a freesome.
We'll use another card. This one was denied.
Oh, yeah? What you been up to?
Here's the other half.
Nice shoes.
Aunt Abby called. Said Dad wanted me to come by.
Aunt Abby's a liar.
Well, I should know. I put her up to it.
This is harassment.
No, look. No, you stay, all right, and we'll leave.
After all, it is your place.
Or it will be, you know, when your dad kicks the bucket.
With Kira gone, you and Rudy get the business.
Jim may have left you out of his life, but he didn't cut you out of his will.
He didn't have the heart for that. Don't act like you don't know.
I think his surprise is genuine.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
Do you wanna see where your sister got shot?
Why are you doing this?
Because someone hired those killers...
...and we're standing right in the middle of your motive.
Right. So the bullet enters here.
All right, all right. That is enough.
I'm sorry.
I'm Gillian Foster. I'm his partner and I have to put up with him.
I'm sorry about that.
I... I know you miss her.
What do you care?
I lost, uh, my brother in a car accident.
There's still days I wanna call him.
You know, I even dial...
...and then I remember.
You know, I know what it's like.
You're alone.
Your...
Your father's slipping away.
Your brother's dead to you and now Kira.
What happened the last time you saw Kira?
She came to me.
She'd missed me. Wanted to patch things up.
She wanted you to make peace with your dad before he died.
You and Rudy.
Hey, how come you didn't say anything about this last night?
With our family history, who'd believe Kira and I didn't have a fight?
Well, that's half true.
What about the rest, eh?
What about the half that matters?
I didn't wanna say in front of Rudy.
You told her not to bother with him.
I told Kira Rudy was a lost cause.
You getting all this, Rudy?
We invited your baby brother down.
Well, rude not to, really.
He's innocent too, by the way.
They caught the killers, so...
Well, go on, then. Man up.
So I'm an uncle now, huh?
They're more interested in making up than finding out who the real killers are.
You know, you scare me sometimes, you do.
How good a liar you can be.
I always wanted a brother.
Dr. Lightman.
I wrapped this up for you.
Just let Jim know that it wasn't them.
I wasn't sure. That's why I didn't want to say.
My cardiologist thanks you.
And by the way, Detective Wallowski was wondering if you could look at a lineup.
It's a cop thing.
Sure. Anything I can do. Just let me know when.
How about now?
Don't rush. Just take a good long look and tell us who you saw.
They had masks.
I can't say.
That's all right, mate.
Always better to be truthful, don't you think?
- Here. - What...? What are you...?
Is this him?
I think we've seen that look somewhere before, don't you, professor?
Recognition.
This junkie knows you from somewhere, Teddy.
So you recognized the killers because you hired them, right?
This is crazy.
I'm a witness.
No, you paid them to kill Kira and then you tried to pin it on Marcus and Rudy.
I never said their names.
So this is from before the shooting.
This is at the restaurant. You and Kira arguing over the sauce. See?
Sadness. You were grieving before they even walked through the door, mate.
We were talking about Jim's dying.
I loved Kira.
I didn't do this.
Please.
Hold that thought.
I can't hold an old man based on your science.
I don't expect you to, darling.
You think you're gonna get a confession now?
Did you ever try to hire a hit man?
Not exactly a buyer's market out there.
So you're taking the methhead's word because methheads, they never lie.
Bring them in again.
After your stunt in the lineup, they lawyered up.
We won't see their faces till trial. And Jim will be dead by then.
You think this is funny, do you?
- Do you see me laughing? - Your ass off, yeah.
You certainly don't treat her like she's good.
- Oh, and that's funny to you, is it? - I know it shouldn't be, but I can't resist.
Got anything useful to say?
Teddy's love for Kira is real, you know. So is his love for Jim.
You're accusing the man of murder, and all he cares about is his best friend.
There's a profile here and Teddy doesn't fit it.
Not yet, he doesn't.
Are you out of your damn mind?
I feel no pain, if that's what you mean.
Yesterday, it's my sons.
Today, it's my best friend.
Yeah, well, your best friend tried to pin it on your sons.
Pfft. Teddy wouldn't do that.
We grew up together.
We came here together.
How's Marcus doing?
I mean, gearing up for his new job.
Him and Rudy, they get the business, right, after you're dead?
Did Teddy ask you to put him in charge...
...just until this mess with the murder has blown over?
You did as he asked, didn't you?
- Get out of my house. - Don't act like you don't know.
Deep down.
You can't come into my house...
...and talk about my family and my friends like that.
So, what's it gonna be then, Jim?
You swallow the lies and go quietly?
Or do you die with your eyes open?
- You okay here, Mr. Weaver? - Let's get you some oxygen.
I'm here to apologize.
I can't find any evidence you were involved in this.
Dr. Lightman was wrong.
Scientists, you know.
Does he know that?
Well, what's important is that you're not a suspect anymore.
Excuse me.
Jim. How you doing?
Prepping 25 cc's now.
I wanna look at his pupils.
You did this to him. You upset him. Now, what lies did you tell him?
Not me, mate.
It's Kira's death that's killing him.
You, of all people, should know that.
- And what do you want? - The camera.
It wasn't mine and it wasn't yours to take.
So? I ain't got it.
You sold it.
- You know, I grew up here. - Grew.
Past tense.
Is that why you robbed me? Because I stuck out?
No, you stuck out because you got out. You ain't from around here no more.
You can tell all that just by looking at me?
I do that too.
Pretty good at it. Normally.
If I had this coat on, would you have come at me?
What you got in those pockets?
Exactly.
You robbed those guys too, huh?
- How much longer you think you can hide? - Long as I have to.
That's dumber than me thinking a coat could keep me safe.
He'll be okay?
The machine's keeping him alive for now.
Jim was changing his will.
His lawyer says he wanted you to get everything.
You have power of attorney.
The doctors need to know if you wanna keep him this way or...
Wallowski says I was wrong about you.
I was just doing what I had to do. I hope you understand that.
You think Kira's death did this to him?
Well, cancer played its part, but, yeah.
She was all he had left.
Jim wouldn't want to live this way.
Well, that's the big question. That and picking out a new car.
I mean, personally, I'd go for something sporty.
Stick.
Big stripe down the middle.
- What are you talking about? - Jim's money.
Well, no, actually, your money now, right?
- I can't talk about that now. - I know. It does your head in, doesn't it?
Especially since half of you is so loyal and the other half is jealous.
Okay, you can leave now.
No hard feelings.
You don't hate Kira, do you?
Her death is killing you.
Which is why I couldn't spot your lies.
First off.
Until your anger at me replaced your grief for her.
Do you even have a heart, Lightman?
Accusing me now, even as I'm standing here...
...trying to decide if my best friend should...
You've already decided, mate.
I mean, look at you, really. You're ready to sign.
Without waiting. Without talking to Marcus and Rudy.
- Without even checking with the doctors. - No.
I mean, just picking up that pen...
...was an act of betrayal.
It's what Jim wanted.
He always said, no heroics.
He told us to just let him go.
I've heard enough.
Were you just gonna throw my life away?
- Jim... - Is that what you did to Kira?
All the family I had left?
You see, family, that's it, right?
Which you are not.
Jim, I didn't...
Even though you were with him every step.
And then what's he gonna do? Just hand it off to some little girl?
I loved Kira.
You took my child.
No.
No, I...
Jim, I...
I loved her as much as you did.
Well, part of you did, anyway.
Let's go, Teddy.
All better, then?
- I'll take that as a "not really." - To what do I owe this pleasure?
I just wanted to make sure that Wallowski was telling it straight.
I understand Teddy's been charged.
The DA says it's a done deal.
But you don't wanna stick around for the verdict.
Thanks for the visit.
So that's it?
Cue the violins?
I'm going out with my eyes wide-open.
Half-open, you mean.
It's all your fault. All of it.
You can't blame me for what Teddy did.
I'm not blaming you. You are.
I mean, Teddy may not be blood, but he is family...
...just the same as Kira.
But you treated him like an employee.
You can't ignore your brother any more than you fire your sons, right?
What's that dirt you've got on Wallowski, then?
That goes with me to my grave.
You know I'll dig it up sooner or later, don't you?
Couple of times, my boys got in trouble.
She got the charges dropped.
For what? Free lunch?
Oh, you must be joking.
Free lunch.
That's a girl after my own heart.
You, uh, sure about this?
Not in the slightest, mate.
Can I help you?
Yeah, I'm looking for, um, Ria Torres.
Brows up and tense.
Eyelids raised.
Fear.
Concealment.
What do you guys do here?
That's what we do here.
- Hey, you got it working. - Yeah.
Only took three different trips to three different shops.
Why didn't you just use the Internet?
- So, Dad... - Yeah?
Is "Shazzer" short for "Sharon" where you come from?
Where I come from? What, you mean England?
I thought we were Australian.
Look, do you mind? I'm trying to concentrate here.
Well, I mean, is she your new, you know...?
Look, leave it out, all right?
I don't have a new, you know...
Meaning she is your new "you know."
Meaning nothing of the sort.
All right? I don't have one of those "you knows."
Don't you think you should get a girlfriend?
Look, this is my new girlfriend right now, you know, thanks to you.
At least until I can bang this bloody book out, so...
- Do you mind? - Next dealer up.
Are you playing poker on my account?
It's 18 and over, Em. Oh, look, you're ahead. How'd you do that?
Luck. You should quit while you're ahead. So does Gillian approve of Shazzer?
With a passion.
Yeah, totally.
What?
All right, well, maybe not completely totally.
But, you know, she'll come around.
You hope. Back to work.
Hey.
Bugger.
We got any White-Out?