- A criminal.
- Good, now this one.
- An officer of the law.
- I see.
And this one.
- Justice.
- Justice? I see three moths.
How does he get justice from three moths?
- I could be wrong, sir,
but you see, I took these two swirls...
- There is no right or wrong, Constable.
These are merely indicators of an internal state.
[chainsaw buzzing]
- Do you hearthat?
- Hear what?
- Ah, nothing.
- As I was saying,
these tests were designed
to help us assess the psychological profile
of the individual members of the...
[hammering]
- You sure you don't hearthat?
- Hear what, Fraser?
- A chainsaw,
and hammering.
Carpentry, could be carpentry.
- Fascinating.
And is this sound coming from close by orfrom far away?
- Quite close.
Actually, I... I think it's coming from... right here.
- Hmm.
Perhaps we should be trying a little word-association.
- Uh, chainsaw.
- Massacre.
- Closet.
- What kind of question is that? - It's nothing untoward.
It's just if I say "closet," one person might say "brooms."
And another person might say "carpentry."
- I'd say you're losing your mind.
- That question has been raised
only recently.
- Ah, surveillance. I thought as much.
[Diefenbaker whining] - Disgusting.
- What is?
- Kissing right on the middle of the street like that.
Flaunting it all overthe place.
- I didn't realize you were so prudish.
- Me? Hey, I'll try anything. That's not the point.
- What is the point?
- The point is we got laws in this city,
and I'm sworn to enforce them.
And one of those laws bans lascivious acts.
Thank you very much, Fraser, page 118.
And that, my friend, is definitely a lascivious act.
- You know, Ray, this is the 1890 Illinois Criminal Code.
- Old laws are the best laws, Fraser.
Look at that, look at that. Would you look at...
- Hang on a second. - What?
What? - Gun.
[gunshot]
[tires screeching]
- What the hell do you think you're doing?
- Saving your life, I...
- I don't understand...
Why are you so upset?
This man saved our lives, Stella.
- Because he just happened to be driving by.
- Oh, no, ma'am, actually, uh,
Detective Vecchio and I were on a routine surveillance.
Apparently we were on the lookout for...
well, we were on the lookout for lascivious acts,
although I'm not sure what... - Shut up, Fraser.
- Understood.
- My partner Fraser. He's Canadian. - Obviously.
- This is Alderman Frank Orsini. - A pleasure to meet you, sir.
- And you, thank you.
- And this is my ex-wife
Stella.
- I want you to know that I have every confidence
in the police department of Chicago.
- I think that's enough, thank you.
- How is Assistant State's Attorney Kowalski involved in this matter?
- As the detective said, that's all we know for now.
- Why the circus?
- Your ex-wife is in law enforcement, Ray.
Naturally, any attempt on her life would warrant extra effort.
- Actually, it's the guy she's doing.
Turns out he's some bigshot politician.
- Uh, what was that? Sorry, I missed that.
- Uh, he's a politican. You know, city alderman.
He's about to become mayor.
- Uh, I know that.
That part about my wife.
- About the guy she's doing? - Yeah.
- Well, he's a good-looking guy.
Lots of cash.
Moves around the right circles.
Actually, I don't think they're just friends.
I'd get over it if I were you.
You've been replaced.
- Funny guy. - Easy, easy.
Easy, easy. Come on.
I'd like you to meet my new partner.
This is Tom Dewey. - Pleased to meet you.
I imagine you'd be named after the famous prosecuting attorney
and former governor of New York, Thomas Edmund Dewey.
- Actually, I was named after my uncle.
He sold fish. Who are you?
- Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police.
I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father
and for reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture,
I've remained attached as liaison with the Canadian Consulate.
- So what did you see? - It all happened pretty fast.
This guy, about six feet tall,
but his face was hooded, so we couldn't...
- Actually, he was 6 foot 3.
Wore black pants, a black hooded sweatshirt,
he drove a grey 1990 Oldsmobile Cutlass Sierra.
I couldn't make out the licence plate.
I noticed that he was driving
on Firestone steel-belted radials with an all-weatherthread.
- You saw the tires but not the plate?
- Hey, just write it down.
- I didn't see the tires, but the street, I realize,
has not been tended to by street cleaners lately.
I was able to make out the tire-track mark.
- Is this guy for real?
- Jury's still out on that. - Most importantly, I noticed
that the right reartire had a distinctive nick.
- Oh, a nick.
- Excuse me.
- Yeah, you guys can get back to your doughnuts.
- There is an issue I'd like to clear up.
Like, uh... Excuse me, Fraser.
Your ex-wife.
I don't think she believes
that you were actually just passing by here.
- She's paranoid. - Good, good, good,
'cause I'd hate to think one of my officers would actually
be sick enough to be tailing his ex-wife on a date.
- No, sir. Nobody'd want to think that, sir.
- Good, good, 'cause Alderman Orsini
would like to thank you guys personally.
Then you can give him and Ms. Kowalski a ride home.
- A ride home? - You got a problem with that?
- Uh, no problem, sir.
- Good, 'cause until we find out who tried to kill him,
you're gonna be his personal bodyguard.
- Come on, find somebody else!
- No, the alderman specifically requested you and Fraser.
It seems you exhibited some kind of competence this evening.
- Got it.
- Actually, Lieutenant, I have several outstanding issues.
- No, no, no, I already talked to Thatcher.
She seems to think that, due to your mental state,
that it would be better if Turnbull stood guard.
- My, my, my... my... Did...
Did she happen to elaborate on my... Sir?
- Would your wolf be more comfortable if I sat in the middle?
- Well, perhaps, he does ordinarily enjoy a window seat.
- I think things are just fine the way they are.
- I really appreciate what you did for us back there,
putting your lives on the line like that.
- Oh, it was nothing more than our duty, sir.
- A lot of Chicago cops wouldn't feel that way.
- Actually, most would. Lots of guys are better at this.
- I'm being shot at.
I need someone I can trust.
Someone that's good. That's you.
- I think perhaps Ray's a little
uncomfortable with the fact that we're seeing each other, Frank.
- Oh, I highly doubt that, Stella. - You do?
- Yeah, you're a practical man. One thing that politics
has taught me, is that the world is a matrix of practicality.
If you approach any problem sensibly,
and you discover that X equals Y,
there's a pretty good chance
you'll also discover that Y equals X.
Now, we're all adults.
You're not married any longer,
and he's a professional. Where's the problem?
- No problem. X equals Y, it's...
- Stella?
- Oh, no problem for me.
- So this is where you live? - Weekdays.
I've a place in the country forthe weekends.
[growling]
- Now you've gone and done it. The wolf's upset.
- Diefenbaker.
Terribly sorry but he tends to be overly protective of women.
- It's okay.
I'm a little protective of Stella myself. 'Night.
Well.
- 'Evening, Alderman.
- Looks like I have plenty of company forthe night.
- I'll see you two guys at 7:00. - Good night, sir.
- How's it going, gents? - Mr. Orsini...
- What were you doing at the restaurant, Ray?
Were you stalking me?
- I don't think stalking would be an accurate description.
- I'm sorry, I'm a little unclear
as to how this is any of your business.
- Ray is my partner and my friend.
I'm very confident that his intentions were honourable.
- Glad you think that, but where I come from,
you don't drive around spying on your ex-wife
when she's going out with another man.
- You have a point, ma'am, but he did save your life,
at considerable risk to his own.
- I'm sorry, Stella.
- What do you want, Ray?
[Ray, to himself]: I want you.
You know we were put on this planet
to love one another.
We can't throw that away.
That's something you know and...
I know.
- What do you want, Ray?
- Uh, nothing.
- I'm gonna get a cab.
- Look, Stella, I'm supposed to give you
a ride home, aren't I? - It's okay, I'll see you.
- Stella!
Come on, come on, Stella!
Stella!
Stel...!
- You're acting very strangely tonight, Ray.
I mean, I don't mean this is a criticism, but...
- Look, this is a first time she's been serious about a guy
since we split up.
- How do you know that?
- My mom.
They're pals.
They talk all the time. She tells her everything.
- You know, Ray, she is your ex-wife.
I mean, you really can't interfere in her life.
I mean, I could see how she would misunderstand that.
- Look... I know that.
But, I, uh, I worry about her.
I... I think about her all the time.
- It must not be easy foryou.
- You have no idea.
It just...
- Ray, I thought
the shooting incident was Huey and Dewey's case,
that we were merely assigned to bodyguard the alderman.
- Ever heard of pre-emptive bodyguarding, Fraser?
You put the shooter away;
I don't have to watch him move in on Stella.
I hate this thing. It never does what I want.
[typing]
Thanks.
- "Alderman threatened over development project"
- He's the guy pushing the Manor Point project.
- Manor Point?
- Big-time development, tearing up old housing
and putting in yuppie shopping malls, that kind of stuff.
The people are ticked off 'cause they're getting turfed out.
Make it print.
- Damon Reece.
Head of the Manor Point Community Association.
We'll start with him tomorrow.
- While we're bodyguarding? - We'll work it out.
Come on, Fraser, we gotta get up early.
- 'Morning, Vecchio.
- So we wait here or go in or what?
- I think perhaps it's best if we wait.
- I thought we were driving him.
- Yeah, here he comes.
- Oh, no.
I cannot do this, Fraser, I cannot.
- Of course you can, Ray.
- She spent the night with him. - Well, now, we don't know that.
I mean, that may be the case.
On the other hand, perhaps she came by for a breakfast date.
- A breakfast date?
- Oh, sure, people have luncheon dates, dinner dates.
Why not a breakfast date?
- Because it's, um... what's the word? Stupid.
- What's so stupid about that?
Eating together is eating together. The time's irrelevant.
- It's relevant because people go on dates
to get in bed, not out of them.
- You know, that's an extremely narrow interpretation.
- Fraser, you know,
if I want to know how to track muskox, fine,
but when it comes to the dating habits of the Stella,
I happen to be an expert. - All I'm trying to say...
- It'd take an act of God to get her out of bed.
I don't think she drove an hour across town
just to chomp cereal with muttonhead.
[laughing]
- If it's not too much problem, guys, I gotta get to work.
Ouch! - Thank you, Fraser.
- Shh. I'm terribly sorry, sir.
- Not a problem.
Hello, friends.
Today is a great day forthe city of Chicago.
Today is a great day forthe people of Manor Point.
Today,
we begin phase one of a project that epitomizes the vigour
and the spirit of Chicago, a project...
- Hear, hear.
- A project
that uses the strength of the free-enterprise system
forthe good of everyone in the community.
- What's good about throwing us out?
[cheering]
- That's our man, Damon Reece.
- I know you're worried. I know
that for a lot of you, this will mean change
and change can be frightening.
But...
change can also mean growth.
- That's crap!
- No, no, this project includes provisions for low-cost housing.
- 500 units! You're displacing 5,000 people
and putting in 500 units that maybe they can't afford.
- It's a start, my friend.
It's a beginning and it's foryou.
It's forthe people of Manor Point.
It's forthe children.
I believe, I believe that this project
[booing] will encourage growth,
it will encourage an entrepreneurial spirit
in this area that will lift everyone up.
- Lift up yuppie businessmen.
- We've got to stop shouting at each other and start talking.
We're all good people. We all have good intentions.
We've got to learn
to work together, and if we do,
this project will be a beacon forthe entire city.
That's why I am glad
to be here today forthis groundbreaking ceremony.
Join me. - No way!
You won't tear up my life!
This is an attack on the community
and everyone who lives in it.
- These guys are gonna go.
- Our homes are being torn down.
We have every right to be here!
- Excuse me, gentlemen, gentlemen. Gentlemen, I'm sorry.
I'm gonna have to ask you to stop right there.
- Who the hell are you? - Constable Benton Fraser.
Royal Canadian Mounted Police.
- A Canadian. You ever hear of free speech in Canada?
- Most certainly.
- Then would you please let us exercise it?
- I'd like to, I'm afraid this situation has the potential
of going beyond the boundaries of civilized debate.
- I couldn't have done it without, uh...
- Hold it, hold it! Chicago P.D.
First guy that tries any free speech
gets their head kicked in.
You got that? Any takers?
Now beat it! Go!
Back off!
- That was very effective, Ray,
although I'm not sure that your methods
are really in keeping with the spirit of the Constitution.
- Constitution is a piece of paper.
A kick in the head is a jolt.
Okay, watch the pol.
Fraser, uh, say hypothetically, um, something happens
and you gotta take a bullet forthe guy,
do me a favour, don't.
- You know, Ray, it's, uh, it's really nice to know
you're so concerned for me.
- I wasn't thinking about you, Fraser.
- Oh, no, no, of course not.
- Hey, Reece, hold up!
Nervous, guy? - What do you want?
- ljust want to ask you a couple of questions.
- It was a peaceful, democratic process.
You got nothing to hassle me about.
- I'm not hassling you. Who's hassling you?
- Every cop Orsini tries to sic on me.
- You don't like Orsini?
- I don't like what's he doing. We lost four blocks today.
I plan to keep the rest.
Now, what do you see here?
- A slum.
- A community, neighbourhood, homes, families.
Four generations of my family live right here.
Maybe it looks like a slum to you and Alderman Orsini overthere,
but it's home to a lot of people who love and care about it.
- If this development deal's so bad,
how come it's going through? - 'Cause people are scared.
They don't know how to fight big City Hall or big money.
- Someone tried to fight City Hall last night with a bullet.
Someone took a shot at Orsini. - You're kidding.
- You got any idea who that might be?
- If I knew, I'd tell you in a second.
This stuff is killing us.
- How?
- A death threat on an alderman, a shooting.
People don't want to get involved in that kind of stuff.
It scares them off.
We were just starting to build some momentum, now this.
- Get down!
Are you all right?
- Yeah, thanks.
Did you get the licence plate?
- I got the first three letters.
That's all right. I can run that on the computer.
- Forget it. It's just some punks trying to scare me off.
They won't be able to do it.
- Any action?
Yeah, well, it's still early.
They gonna be long?
- Ahem...
No, they're just wrapping up now.
- Come on, don't tell me you can actually hearthem.
- Yes, I can.
- Okay, what are they saying?
- I'm trying not to eavesdrop.
- No, is he gonna ask Stella out for...
Like, he was on the phone. - As a friend...
- Hey, you give me a little information.
You get to me... - You must come to grips with...
- I'm Jerry, the alderman's assistant.
I thought you might like to know the schedule.
First, we go to a City Council meeting.
Afterthat, some committee meetings
and then a dinner date. - A dinner date?
With who? Stella Kowalski?
- How did you know that?
- Boy, that committee meeting was fascinating, Ray.
You could actually see the inner workings
of a great democratic organization.
- Fraser, that was a five-hour talk about sewers.
- Well, yes, but still to see how the different interests achieve...
- Corruption and greed.
- And then to realize this goes on day after day after day.
- There was more gas in there than in the Chicago sewer system.
- It was absolutely illuminating. - Illuminating?
- Yes, illuminating. - What's with you?
- Hi. - Hi there.
- How are you? - Good.
Frank,
this is Diane Weston, one of my witnesses.
- Hi, Diane, pleasure to meet you.
- Nice to meet you, Alderman Orsini.
- Can you join us for drinks? - No, I can't, but thanks.
- Okay.
- No, I won't. Just a minute.
Diane!
Don't do this to me.
We belong together.
We gotta get back together.
I won't hurt you anymore.
- Leave her alone.
- This is between Diane and me.
- I said get away from her.
- Look, you got a problem, pal?
- I must talk to my wife. - Stay away, Dwayne.
- You know what this is like.
You're a man, you know how this feels.
- No, I don't. Better leave before ljump Bogart all overyou.
Beat it!
- Are you all right?
- Yeah, I guess. - Need a ride home?
- No, I'll be fine.
- Was I ever like that?
- No, you always knew the line.
Let's go.
- I'm prosecuting her husband for spousal abuse.
- Really? She doesn't look the type.
- The type? I don't get that. - Ray.
- I know I'm just the bodyguard ex-husband in this situation,
but I'm allowed to have an opinion.
- You always have an opinion. - And this one may be valid.
There's a general perception that abused women
come from a certain stratum... - Enough! I know about abused women.
I spent a month convincing Diane to prosecute that creep.
I don't need a lecture from a Chicago cop
on the subject... or a Mountie. - Understood.
- Not a great idea to argue with Stella.
- Obviously.
- Groundbreaking go okay?
- Yeah, it went fine.
- Except forthe protest by people getting thrown out of their houses.
- The project includes low-cost housing.
- Yeah, for 500, maybe. - That's 500 units.
- I think it was 200 units.
You were going to use something you call
"the spin" to make it seem there were more.
I think spin is the correct word.
- Exactly the right word, Fraser.
- I inadvertently overheard your conversation.
- Only 200? I thought you said five.
- Two, five, who's counting? Where shall we eat tonight?
How about The Oriole?
I love what the light on the waterthere does to your eyes.
- I'm gonna puke.
- Ah, Monsieur Orsini.
It's a pleasure to have you here tonight.
- The pleasure's all mine, Frederick.
- Anything you need, anything at all, just tell me.
- I'm sure everything will be just perfect.
- The food here is excellent, Ray.
You should try some.
- I gotta try it.
- That's the spirit.
Now, I would recommend the shrimp cocktail.
- May I have this dance?
- No.
- Forgotten how?
- I don't feel like it.
- Scared?
- Don't be stupid.
- Is something going on?
- No, I don't feel like dancing.
- Come on, you love to dance, Stella.
It's...
- You're making a big deal of this, Stella. Why?
- I'm not making a big deal. I don't want to dance.
- It wouldn't bother me.
- Of course, it wouldn't botheryou.
I wouldn't care if it did.
- No, I meant... - Come on, Ray.
- Alderman, you got a little something in yourteeth.
- Think you're smart, don't you?
- Nah, you're the smart one. I'm just pretty.
[waltz music]
This feels, I don't know...
- Familiar.
- Yeah. Easy.
It's always easy with you.
Like I don't weigh anything. - Yeah...
- Music's over, pal.
- It's over, Ray.
Thanks forthe dance.
- Ahem.
You're both excellent dancers.
- Been doing it since we were kids.
- That's odd.
- Why? A lot of kids dance. - No, the champagne.
The protective metal mesh always opens counter-clockwise.
This one opens clockwise.
I'm sorry. - What are you doing?
- It's a bad year.
Excuse me, please.
Stand aside.
- What are you doing?
- Bodyguarding.
- Think you could do it a little farther away?
[explosion]
[Fraseryelling]
[splash]
You can get up now.
- Soon.
Fraser, tomorrow morning you'll have green stuff growing in your eyebrows.
- You may well be right, Ray.
The quality of water is appalling.
- Maybe a nice hot-tub bath would be the thing.
The reason I mention this is because
we just got a new one at our house,
and it is perfect. - Francesca.
Why didn't you just wait forthe divers, Constable?
- I was worried that the current would carry away the evidence.
As it was, I was only able to retrieve these.
Huh.
It's fascinating.
This is not a standard detonation device.
I believe it's a computer circuit board
that's been adapted forthis nefarious purpose.
- Nefarious, what, what...?
- Uh, demonic, evil, bad.
- Yeah, right.
- And this particular product appears to have been manufactured
by the ADMT Computer Corporation.
Here's a serial number I think will prove very interesting.
- How did this bottle get on the boat?
- Dropped off by a courier.
- It was a present forthe alderman.
- Anyone see the courier?
- Yeah, but they can't remember what he looked like.
- Hey, why don't we get a couple of people in to...
you know, look at some mug snaps?
- Mug snaps?
Francesca, it's mug shots. Mug shots.
- Will this take much longer? I'm a little tired.
- I'll give you a ride home.
- I'll go with Frank.
- No, I sent him home in a blue-and-white
to avoid further incidents.
- Thanks for driving me home, Ray.
It, uh, it shook me up a little.
- A little? It scared the hell out of me.
- Yeah, me too.
Well, uh...
Good night.
- I'll walk you to the door.
It's good to see you again.
- Yeah.
- So you really like this guy?
- Well, you know, he's nice.
He's smart, he's charming,
he's...
- He's...?
- What?
- All of a sudden I, um...
I, uh... don't know how to talk to you.
- It's not all of a sudden, Ray.
It took years.
- Yeah.
- Do you, uh...
I mean, do you want to... - Yeah, I do.
But...
Like, I don't think that's a good idea,
'cause we might...
Look, it just seems like the wrong time.
- Yeah.
Always is.
Well, hey, maybe a breakfast date some time.
You know, you, me, some eggs over easy?
- That's, uh, a kind of dumb idea, Stella.
It's like, uh...
What?
- Nothing.
- You okay?
- Never better.
Good night.
- Good... good night.
I suck.
[banging]
[Diefenbaker panting]
[chainsaw buzzing]
[whining]
- How did you get in here?
- Uh, don't leave home without it.
- It's 4:00 in the morning.
- I know, but we got some investigating to do.
- Listen, you didn't by any chance hear something strange, did you?
- Like what?
- Chainsaws.
- This is Chicago, Fraser.
The only time people use chainsaws
is when they're trying to get rid of a body.
- Right you are.
- Look, I got the match on the plates
of that guy who humped the bottle at me.
- What do you see?
- Nothing.
- Just checking.
I'll get dressed.
- I'll leave.
- Whew.
- This is the address.
- Yes, but I don't think we want to park, Ray.
- Well, how else are we gonna question
this Joe Mendelson character? - Could try following his car.
- Good, uh, thinking.
That's the guy from the fight the other day.
- Well, that makes sense.
We know he had a reason to dislike Reece.
- And look who's here.
- That's Orsini's assistant.
- I bet Orsini hired the guy to harass Reece.
- That's just pure speculation, Ray.
Given your relationship with the alderman, I think it's unlikely
to be taken seriously by the higher-ups.
- What relationship?
- Your, uh, thing. Your...
relationship.
- This is great.
This is greatness.
I knew Orsini was dirty.
Boom, boom, boom. Let's go pull this guy's chain, Fraser.
Come on, Fraser, we don't have time to go sniffing hubcaps.
- Firestone steel-belted radials with an all-weathertread,
and a distinctive nick in the right reartire.
- What are you saying?
You're saying this is the guy that shot at Orsini?
- Possibly.
- But he works for Orsini. - That's right.
- Oh, great, so we got the alderman on attempted suicide?
- Inducement to suicide is still a crime in the state of Illinois.
- Got the death penalty forthat?
- Well, I don't imagine the death penalty
would be an effective deterrent for potential suicides.
- Yes, sir.
The third call from the alderman asking where you are.
That's the third call from the alderman!
He wants to know where you are!
- Oh, Fraser's got that covered like a blanket. He's all over it.
- But apparently he feels he deserves
one official member of this department.
[phone ringing] - Hang on.
Huey?
You're on it?
- I didn't do anything.
- He threw a bottle. That's assaulting a police officer.
And he attacked some protesters.
So maybe, we're thinking, you're working for Orsini.
- See, this is a crucial point foryou here,
because if you were working forthe alderman,
we could consideryou a small fish.
Small fish that might be able to be thrown back into the water.
- It's his word against yours. - I want a lawyer.
- Oh, there's also the attempted murder of Orsini.
- No, no, no, I didn't try to kill anybody.
- Two detectives executed a search warrant on your apartment.
They found the gun.
- That was nothing.
No, no, no, it was all nothing.
It was just, you know, PR.
- You do your PR work with a gun?
- Blanks, you know, it was... image thing, you know.
It was Orsini's idea, you know, the threats, the shooting.
It was supposed to make Reece and his idiots look bad.
You know, spin, PR, politics.
- Uh-huh, and what about the bomb?
- No, I had nothing to do with that.
Hey, you gotta believe me, man!
Maybe Orsini set it up somehow, but that just wasn't me.
- What's in it for Orsini?
Moolah. - Cash.
- Coin. - Dust.
- You'll get it.
- We just need to grease a few more wheels.
- We better get it. We paid you plenty for...
- Keep your voice down.
That idiot behind us has ears like a bat.
- I owe you so much.
- You're very welcome. Let's do lunch this week.
- Okay, great. - Take care. See you soon. Bye.
- Can you set up an appointment...
- Mr. Orsini.
[siren]
- Orsini!
I thought I'd find you here. - About time you showed.
- Well, I hope you accept my apologies.
It took me a little while to, uh, get the warrant.
- Warrant? - Foryour arrest.
- If you'd just come along, sir.
- You can't arrest me like this.
- Would you like handcuffs, guns?
- I want to see a lawyer.
- What are the charges?
- Fraud, conspiracy, trying to blow up a boat, for starters.
- Ah, gentlemen, excuse me.
I think you can probably also help in this process.
I believe you will be able to explain
how you got the wheels so greasy.
- He was right. Like a bat.
- Fraser, it's how you grease the wheels.
- Oh, how you grease the wheel. That's right.
How you grease the wheel. How you grease the wheel.
Right. Sorry.
- Well, Fraser, I thought busting Orsini
would make me feel better, but...
- No, Ray, you're just experiencing PCS, post-chase syndrome.
There's always an accompanying letdown.
- Yeah, I know.
I should have popped him in the head when I had a chance.
- They're all spilling their guts.
- The whole Manor Point project is corrupt.
Frank's in the middle of it.
- Corrupt politician? What a surprise.
- It was to me, Ray.
- You know, Ray, a cynical acceptance
of the betrayal of public trust,
well, that's the road to ruin in a democracy.
- You want a ride?
- Yes, I do. - Yeah, thank you.
Oh, sorry.
Well, I suppose a brisk walk, night air, would do me good.
- Got to be 20 blocks.
- I know, but if I go the long way, I'll get some exercise.
- Ray!
Ray!
- Can I help you, Francesca?
- You want this? - What is it?
- I don't know. It's from some computer place.
Information on some serial numbers Ray sent them.
- It's the detonator from the bomb.
- Yeah, whatever.
- The main circuit board came from a prototype.
- So is that good?
- Well, there were only three prototypes made.
They never left the factory.
So it stands to reason that our bomber works at the factory.
Do you think you can get me a list of all the employees?
- Yeah, sure, Frase.
- Lieutenant, did Alderman Orsini actually confess to the bombing?
- No, he said he had nothing to do with it.
- I'm inclined to believe him. - Because?
- Well, for one thing, if Ray and I hadn't intervened,
he'd have been vaporized.
- Perhaps he was counting on you to intervene.
- Well, perhaps, but unlikely.
I think we're dealing with another bomber.
- Um, maybe I should come in.
- I don't know. We're dangerous.
- That's a fact.
- Okay, for a few minutes.
- Hey, Frase, I got that list you wanted.
- Thank you kindly.
Oh, dear.
[ringing]
- Well, whoever it is can wait.
[music]
Not that again.
- Come on.
- Do you need that?
- Just like the first night I met you.
The most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.
- I was 12.
- And I wasn't wearing my glasses because I was too vain.
Remember? - Mm-hmm.
- I could stay the night.
- You could.
- It'd be perfect.
- It would be a mistake.
You could stay, we could make love.
It'd be great, like a thousand times before,
but tomorrow we'd be right back where we were this morning.
With maybe a couple more regrets.
- I love you.
- I love you, too.
Always will.
But you know I'm right.
- No, but there could be...
- I didn't say you couldn't stay.
- Oh.
[knocking]
Ignore that.
- Okay.
- Ray. Stella.
I hate to intrude, but I can hearthe music.
I know you're in there. Ray!
- Fraser, this is the wrong moment for a visit.
Of all the wrong moments for a visit, this is the wrongest.
- I know. Believe me, I understand.
If Stella's life were not at risk...
- Come on in.
- Ray.
- Sorry. Come on in.
- Dwayne Weston worked for ADMT computers,
which means that the bomb was intended for Stella.
- They're picking up Weston? - They're looking for him now.
- So we should get Stella out of here before...
- My thoughts exactly.
- Get back. Get back inside. Stay back.
- Drop the gun. - Shut up!
If I have to kill you all... Stay back.
I want my wife back.
She turned my wife against me.
She ruined everything. When she's gone,
everything will be the way it used to be.
- No, no, you can't erase it like that.
Things that were said, things that weren't said.
When it's over, it's over. You gotta accept that.
- Shut up!
- You shut up. That's what...
Twitch, I shoot you. Go ahead, twitch.
- Ray, the bomb, the bomb, the bomb!
- Over.
Hands behind your back. Hands behind your back.
Fraser, what are you doing? Throw it!
- Although it's illegal, Ray, it's not uncommon
to see frustrated fishermen resort to desperate measures
to reach their daily limit.
- What are you talking about?
- Well, apparently, in this method of fishing,
timing is everything. - What?
- Maybe I should go home.
- Stella will be all right?
- Yeah, she'll be just fine by herself.
- Want to get something to eat?
- Nah, Fraser, I think I'd like to be alone.
- I understand.
You know, Ray, what you said to Weston
about not being able to go back, did you... did you mean that?
- Uh, no, I was lying.
- 'Cause you had a gun pointed at your head?
- Yeah.
- Well, you know, I understand,
or as you might say, I overstand.
Huh.
[singing folk song]
- Fraser.
The results are in. All in all, quite encouraging.
Not surprisingly, my psychological profile was rock-solid.
Turnbull's mental state, however,
was likened to a block of Swiss cheese,
but that's hardly news.
- And me, sir?
- Acceptable.
- Well, I'm relieved to hearthat, sir.
Um, you don't, by any chance,
happen to hear somebody singing, do you?
You know, there are times I wish you weren't deaf.
[singing]
- Come on in.
Shut the door. It's cold out there.
- In actual fact, it's 22 degrees Celsius.
- What's that in real temperature?
- It's, uh...
How did...
When...
What is this?
- It's my office.
And I haven't been getting enough work done, either.
- I wasn't aware you had work.
- Well, there you go. You haven't been listening.
- You know, Dad, since...
Since you're here...
Did you ever have a partner who needed your help,
but you... you didn't know how to help him?
- Yeah, there was the time Clete Brokelmeyer
got stuck down a 40-foot crevasse
and I only had a 20-foot rope.
That the kind of thing you mean?
- No, no, I was thinking more along the lines
of trouble with, uh, a woman.
- All right.
We threw Snuffy Briggs in a snowbank
a couple of times to cool his ardour.
First time, it didn't work.
Second time, he got pneumonia
and took him out of circulation for a month.
- That's a great help, Dad.
- Good.
- You know, Dad, on another subject,
just what kind of...
Perhaps the tests need some refining.
- Perhaps.
[music]
Ray, Fraser, couple of things I want to straighten out.
High winds in northern sky
Will carry you away
You know you have to leave here
You wish that you could stay
There's four directions on this map
But you're only going one way
Due South
That's the way I'm going
Due South
Saddle up my travelling shoes I'm bound to walk away these blues
Due South
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