03x11 - The Born Identity

[bunniefuu]

- Excuse me,
do you have a phone?

Do you have a--
do you have a cell phone?

- Hey, hey.

- Come on, do you have
a cell--

Does anybody have a phone?

Do you have a phone?
You have a phone?

- No.
- I need a phone!

Does anybody have a phone?

- 911.
What's your emergency?

- There's a pipe b*mb
in Westlake Plaza.

I saw the two guys
that put it there.

- Your name, sir.
- My name?

- I once dated a guy

Who loved the independence
of living on his own--

Chugging from the carton
in the middle of the night.

He said the isolation was
a trade-off he could live with.

I thought I had hit
the mother lode.

Then he started talking
about going to clown camp.

- Disaster was averted
by the heroism

Of a homeless man

Who remains unidentified.

As a result, two members
of the most notorious

Domestic t*rror1st group
on American soil

Have been charged with
multiple counts

Of attempted m*rder
and conspiracy.

- You saved hundreds
of lives, Walter.

- Yeah, well, uh, don't waste
your ticker tape on me, huh?

- You also put
millions of minds at ease.

- Okay. So we'll
hold the ticker tape.

You'll still be given a place
to live and monthly check--

Enough to cover necessities,
pay for a car.

- I don't drive.

And, actually,

I can save you a few bucks
on the utilities.

I can get those for free.

Of course, why would
anybody in government

Ever want to save
a couple of bucks.

- A*F said you set up
a wireless router

Down there in the basement
of the library.

- I did, uh...

They kept encrypting the signal.
It was very frustrating.

- Out of curiosity,
why the library?

- Well, I'm always looking
to better my mind.

Knowledge is power.
That kind of thing.

- Yeah, the paperwork
has your IQ at 142.

That's a notch above
that of the average itinerant.

What's your story?

- I read a biography
of Paul Erdos when I was 10.

Hooked me.

Erdos was a homeless
Hungarian mathematician.

- Who never settled down.

Just roamed the world.

- Terrific.
Dueling marshals.

- Helping people with
their math problems.

Did a lot of work
in set theory.

- Hey, look.
A dime.

- A.U.S.A. Is here.

She'd like to talk
to you privately, Mary.

- Where do you see Kurt Godle
in the math hierarchy?

- Ugh, Kurt Godle.

- Hello?

- Abbey Montgomery.

I'm handling Walter's case.

- Hi.
Aren't you early?

We weren't expecting you
till the day after tomorrow.

- Officially, yes.

But before I mt
with my witness,

I wanted to meet with you.

Make sure we're
both on the same page

When it comes to hygienics
and deportment.

- Deportment?
- I think she means behavior.

Walter tested negative
on the drug screen.

Passed the psych eval too.

- Well, we need more than that
to eure a conviction.

- Meaning...

- Meaning, if he presents
like a crazy on the stand,

We're screwed.

Some very bad guys
go back on the street,

And the next time they try
to blow something up, it works.

As in kaboom.

Is that English enough
for you, inspector?

- I don't think I like
her deportment.

- Mary...Next time
you see Walter,

You won't even recognize him.

- Thank you.

- 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.

- Yum.

- Just try I

If I'm gonna ace
this massage therapy test...

- Classic Brandy opening.
Go on.

- I gotta learn
all this nutrition junk,

Like, head to toe.

Turns out mom had it
all wrong.

Espresso chased
with a Virginia slim--

Not a balanced breakfast.

- Bourbon's not a food group?

- I don't think so.

Door was open.

Brought a dozen glazed.

- A dozen?
Is late '70s Elvis coming?

You are now officially my
favorite of Brandy's boyfriends.

Yes, including
the abs guy from Memphis.

Oh, my God.
- Thanks for stopping by.

I know you gotta get to work.

- Well, it's nice
to be the boss.

Although I prefer
to be the boyfriend.

You wanted to talk over
some financial stuff?

- That'd be great.
- Well...

I will leave
you two titans of industry

To your scintillating
back and forth

About financial stuff.

- All right, so...
What's going on?

- Scott asked
for the ten grand back.

- That's your money, Brandy.

- I know, but I think
he's in trouble.

- When isn't he?

I realize this isn't
what you want to hear,

But there are two things

Money and addiction.

And Scott's
got a problem with both,

So even if you're
just trying to help...

- I'll just be enabling him.

- Exactly...So don't.

- Good morning, Teresa.

Don't you look...Cheerful.

- It's early.
I haven't had my bagel.

So ignore my tone when I ask

What on God's green earth
is that?

- It's a requisition
to set up an advance of funds

For one Walter Bleymeyer.

And it's signed by Mary,
not me.

- But she's not here,
and you are.

And you've been
working this too,

So congratulations.

Guess who's guilty
by association.

Cut it by half.

- Did you see
Walter Bleymeyer?

I'm not so sure that figure's
entirely out of line.

Marshall.

10:00.

- Oh, jeez.
- Marshall.

Marshall.

Mar-Marshall.

- This thing is so hard...

- Stan the man!
- Good luck.

- Ohh. Ah, jeez.

Who buzzed him up?
- I did.

Why, should I not have?

He's a witness, right?

- Yeah, he's a witness.

- What are we doing?

- Improvising.

So I see the problem,
and it's a big one.

Something I'm gonna
handle right away.

My top, top priority,
Teresa.

- Ah, okay.
If you say so.

- Yeah.
No, I say so.

- Stan. Stan.
Uh, I was gonna call,

But I thought it best
to talk to you in person.

- Ah, Tim, how are you?

Good to see you.
- I'm good, I'm good.

Can I have a minute in--
in private?

It's time sensitive.

- Ah, gosh, I would love
to talk to you, Tim,

But I got this huge issue
to deal with.

I mean, it's really--
it's massive, so I--

- Oh, okay.
How 'bout Marshall?

- Uh, he's swamped, yeah.

- Okay, Mary?

- She's out
with a witness, yeah.

- Stan, I--
- yeah, I would like...

How 'bout Charlie?

Charlie. Yeah, Charlie
would be happy to talk to you.

Come on, let me
introduce you.

- Charlie? Is he new?
I don't remember Charlie.

- Oh, yeah, he's a hotshot.

Charlie cotter,
I'd like you to meet

Everyone's favorite witness.

Tim Bickman.
- Pleasure.

- Welcome to WITSEC.
- Thank you.

- Whatever he needs.
- You got it.

- I've had this beard
for a long time.

It's gonna be like
cutting off an arm.

- A long, straggly,
good-for-nothing arm.

Let's go.

- So yesterday,
I went to cottonwood.

Bought these
new walking shoes.

So, naturally, I went
for a power walk

Around the mall.

- Mm-hmm, and...

- This is where
it gets interesting.

- Okay.

- I kept passing
this suspicious character,

Sitting on a bench,
drinking a smoothie.

Every time I walked by,
there he was.

Every time.

Now, after what I've
been through personally,

I'm hyper-aware
of my environment.

- So it's someone from--
from your past.

- At first, I thought so.

There is definitely something
familiar about this guy.

So I stop at the electronics
outlet.

And I purchased
a small digital camera.

- You--what?
You took his picture.

- Many pictures.

- So here, take a look.

You'll see
what I'm talking about.

- All right.
- Mm.

- Hmm. This guy here?

- Oh, yeah.
That's him.

And who is he?

- Marty Ray Guzman.

Wanted for armed robbery,
three counts of m*rder,

And arson
of an occupied structure.

See?

- I don't...

- Look, you have to imagine him,
you know, bald,

With a goatee,
200 pounds heavier.

- Right.

He looks different.

- Totally different.

- Yeah.

- But it's him.

- Ahem.

- Sweet Jesus.

Grizzly Adams to boy band
in 15 minutes.

- So you're gonna buy me
clothes, next, aren't you?

- No, Uncle Sam's
gonna buy you clothes.

- So tell me,
does Uncle Sam

Buy his clothes
from school children in India

Who are chained
to their sewing machines

For ten hours
and two cents a day?

- When's the last two cents
you made, Walter?

Did you ever have a job?

- Ah, when I was 15,
I mowed 120 lawns in one summer.

My mother thought I was gonna
use the money to buy a car.

I ended up buying a ticket,
one way,

On the greyhound
to Seattle.

I never really looked back.

- Wow. You in some kind
of trouble?

- No, I just felt like my family
didn't get me, you know.

I felt like I was
growing up in the wrong place

With the wrong people
in the wrong house.

So I just split.

- 15 years old, though.

Long time ago.

Long time to be alone.

- Yeah, whatever.

You're alone.
It's not that bad.

- You don't know
I'm alone.

Could be married with kids.

What gave me away?
I'd like to perfect the facade.

- Well, you lack trust.

I can tell from your need
for large personal space,

Your off-putting scowl.

I mean, somebody probably
did you wrong in the past,

And, you know.

That's my guess.

I guess.

- Good thing I'm not supposed

To discuss my personal life
with you then, isn't it?

- Well, that's the beauty
of being alone, see.

The only person you have to
explain yourself to is no one.

- Hi.
- Hi, can I help you?

- Yeah, um, we're
here about the job.

The want ad in the paper.

- Oh, sure, uh, do you have
any experience working with--

- Um, it's not for me.
It's for my cousin.

He knows everything
about books.

Don't you? Walter...

Know everything
about books?

- Really?
- Uh-huh.

- Yes, I, uh, practically
lived at the library.

- Mm-hmm.

This is Walter.

- Trevor cushing,
book barn day manager.

- Any relation to Frank?

- Frank cushing?

I've never heard of him.

- He authored a series of books
about the Zuni tribe

In the late 1800s.

People often confuse him
with bunzel,

Whose volumes came out
a bit later,

But cushing
was a better scholar.

- Jeez, Walter,
you sound more than qualified.

We could definitely
use you here.

Unfortunately,
it is entry level.

So you'd start
at $9.50 an hour.

But it'll go up.

- Great.

I don't work
for money, Trevor.

- I think what he means
is he works for passion

And for love.

You know, the money
is just a bonus.

Right, Walter?

Walter.

Walter, can I talk to you
over here for a sec?

Back in a flash...

Trevor.

Okay, look.

- I don't want a job.
I don't need a job, okay?

That's how it all...Starts.

- What starts?
- Oh, the conformity.

The dependency on money.

Next thing you know,
I'm gonna be filing tax returns

And being counted
in the census.

- Okay, look, this is a much
longer conversation

I'm gonna have you
have with Marshall.

Right now, I want you
to take the job

Because it
makes you look like

A contributing member
of society.

And judges
tend to like that better

Than guys living
under the library.

After the trial,
you can quit.

- Okay, what about the...
Paycheck.

- Cash it, give it away.

Use it as toilet paper.
I don't care.

- Oh, I'm very, very drawn
to the toilet paper suggestion.

- Walter.

- Fine.

I'm not caing him sir.

- Who asked you
to call him sir?

He's 12.
Nobody's ever called him sir.

Come on.

okay.

- All right.

Trevor...

I'm...Your employee.

- Huh. Psh.

- Okay. We'll
get you a uniform.

okay.

Great.

What?

- A uniform?
- Yeah.

- Great.

And it begins.

- Uh...I'm speechless.

- Same here.
- My favorite kind of speech.

- Walter...You look like a...
- Sellout...To the man.

- I was going to say you look
like an upstanding citizen.

The perfect witness.

Well done, inspector.

- And, I believe I'm
secure enough to say,

Quite handsome.

- All right, all right.
Keep it in your pants.

Is there a trial date set?

- Yeah, first Tuesday
of next month.

I'll be back between
now and then

To prepare Walter
for his testimony.

Meantime, is there anything
you need, Walter?

We want to make sure
our hero is happy.

- Yeah, now
that you mention it,

Uh, there is something
that I could use your help with

That I haven't been able
to do on my own.

- Split the atom?

No, um...

Find my birth mother.

I've been looking
on and off

Most of my life.

- Closed adoption, I take it.

- California.

Look, I know it's not
your job or anything,

And I'm not saying
I wouldn't testify

If you don't
help me do this, but--

- But it's a fair request,

And not a difficult one.

Sealed records can be opened
with a court order.

- Yeah, but Walter,
you sure you wanna open

That sack of cats?

Doesn't always go well.

- Maybe not,

But I think
it sounds cathartic.

Your first relationship
in your old life

Could wind up being
the first relationship

In your new life.

Aeneas setting forth
and Ulysses coming home.

- And Iliad and an odyssey.

- Are these windows
bulletproof,

Or could I throw myself
through them?

- I went to school
with someone

Who's a circuit court judge
in Sacramento.

She owes me.

How much do you know Walter?

- I researched what I could
at the library.

I got a copy of my original
birth certificate.

Uh, name says
baby boy Jennings.

That's her last name.

- So I'm the only one who thinks
this is a terrible idea.

- Pretty much.

- Yeah.

- Thanks, abbey.

Just got a fax
from social services

In Sacramento.

- So...Long lost mom

Is Sherry Greer
of Modesto, California.

- We have her social.

Won't take long
to track down where she lives.

- Oh, goody.

- It's possible that
a positive reunion

With Walter's birth mother

Could heal his primal wound.

- Don't say primal wound.
- That's what it's called.

- Seriously, I'll give you
$100 if you stop.

- That's what they call the pain
many adoptees suffer

When taken from their mothers
at birth.

- So, what, he's homeless
because he's adopted?

- Maybe--unable
to bond properly

With his
adoptive family, yes.

- No, I'm a firm believer
in ignorant bliss.

Especially when it comes
to family members taking off.

- Ah, a parallel.

How could I have missed it?

- Okay, all ght,Kay.

Just don't be surprised
when Walter's mom

Turns out to be something
less than Carol Brady.

- found her.

Sherry's gone back
to good ol' Modesto.

Hmm.

- Hmm, what?

- She's on husband
number four.

- Hmm. Happy now?
Carol Brady's a sl*t.

Should we call first?

Maybe call first.

- Ohh.

Checking up on me,
like the obedient...

Establishment operatives
that you are?

- No. No, Walter.

We're here on
a more personal matter.

- My...Biological mother?

- Yes, we found out
why your own investigations

Had hit a wall.

On the birth certificate.

- You were baby boy Greer,ing.

- Oh, uh...
That was sick.

- There's more,
and it's not good.

She's dying.

At home,

Look, we did get authorization
to take you to her,

But...We would have
to go now.

- There's a transport plane
leaving Kirkland air force base

In an hour.

It'll take us to Lompoc.

We'll drive from there.

- My mother...

Did she say she wanted
to meet me?

- Well, we called.

That's how we found out
she was ill.

She wasn't able
to speak on the phone.

If you want to do this,
we've really got to go.

- I want you to know
that I feel awful.

It must seem like all I do
is ask you for money,

But, you know, it's hard
out there for a day trader.

Anyway, this...Is all you need
to start your business.

- Um...

Wow.

- Small biz loan application.

- Scott...
- Licensing info.

- Wow, thank you so much
for doing all this.

- Consider this a promise that
you will get your money back.

And you will.

- Scott, listen,
I can't give you your money.

I really wish I could,

But I already
put a down payment

On a storefront rental space
in old town.

- Oh.

- I tried to get
the money back,

But they said no.

I'm really sorry

That I couldn't
come through for you on this.

- Don't be.

It's totally fine.

- Really?

I mean, is it really fine?

- Totally.

- Okay.

Listen, um...
I need to split.

- Okay.

- We're good?

- Yeah.

Thank you.

- This is it.

- Oh, God,
she's got people around.

I-I'm starting to think

That maybe this isn't
a good idea.

I-I don't even know what to say
when I go in there.

- You'll have a few minutes
to figure it out.

Marshall will go in first,
assess the situation.

- When did I draw
the short straw?

- Fine.

- Before we begin--
- don't do this.

- A question.
- God, I hate when you do this.

- Which one
are you gonna use?

- Fine.

Paper.

- Okay.

Aah!

God, get out of my head!

- Hello.

- Hi.
Sorry to intrude.

I-I'm here to see Sherry.

- Um...She, um...

I'm sorry.
Do we know each other?

- No. No.
I'm Mary.

I'm just--I'm a friend
of a friend.

- Well, my wife, um...

Passed away.

- Oh.

- Uh, people are here
just gathering.

You're more than welcome
to join us.

- Thank you.

Okay, look.

We can stay for a little while,

You grew up in Idaho,
your names is...

- Walter Bleymeyer.

I've been working
in book retail for 13 years.

And don't talk
about the case.

- Atta boy.

We'll be over there.

- Eating ham.

- Excuse me.
You're Sherry's husband.

- Yes. Damon.

- Walter.

I'm sorry for your loss.

- Well, thank you.

It was time.

She had been sick
for quite a while.

How did you know her,
Walter?

- Uh...

I met her once,
a long time ago.

She made an impression.

- She had that effect
upon people.

You know,
they were drawn in by her.

Oh, I don't know.
She was just a free spirit.

- A free spirit?

- Yeah, always chasing
some wild dream.

I remember when she bought
a beat-up old vanagon.

Actually, I think
she traded for it.

A cord of wood
or something like that.

Had a little kitchenette in it
and a pop top.

She could camp in there.

She drove it
clear across the country.

Just her and the open road.

Just her.

She...

She got married
and moved to the suburbs.

Did she have any kids?

- No, no kids.

She gave marriage a shot
a few times,

But...Nothin' stuck
until us.

We had...12 good years
together.

- I'm telling you we should
have let sleeping dogs lie.

Oh, sweet Jesus.

Did you try
the potato salad?

It's the mustard kind.

- All right,
it's a somber occasion.

Try to quell
your enthusiasm.

Oh, my God.

- I'm sure people probably
want to talk to you.

I, uh, anyway...

I should be getting home.

- What did you say
your name was?

- Walter.

Bleymeyer.

- It was nice
to meet you, Walter.

- You ready?

- Is that you?

- Yes, that's...
Me and Sherry, 1977.

- I'm sorry.
I'm confused.

I thought you and Sherry
were only married 12 years.

- Well, we were
High School sweethearts.

But you know, those
relationships never last,

And...We grew up
and went our separate ways.

Then, all these years later,

There she was again,
back in Modesto.

Lookin' as pretty
as she does in that picture.

- All right, well, this is just
a shot in the dark,

But...Did you and Sherry
have a baby together...

In '78?

- How do you know that?

Nobody knows that.

- So that's what
broke you up.

- We were devastated,
Sherry and me,

That we couldn't
keep the boy.

But our families
wouldn't hear of it.

- Listen, there's no easy way
to tell you this,

And not a lot of time
to find one.

Your son is here.

He's here.

- What are you saying?

- I'm saying
you just met him.

- Hey, Stan.

I wanted to talk to you
about this fugitive tip

That your witness brought in.

- Oh.

I feel so bad about
letting this go so far.

You see, Tim...

He's sort of a serial tipster.

I think this is like number 19,
by my count.

All bogus.

- Wait, you think
he's making this up?

- Testifying was the most
exciting thing

That's ever happened to him.

And I think he's obviously

Just trying to recapture
that feeling.

- Okay, but, uh,
the thing is,

Tim's tip isn't bogus.

Marty Ray Guzman,

Number six
on the most wanted list,

He lives in Albuquerque.

It turns out
Guzman's family

Lived here
when he was ten.

Then his parents split.

He finds the wrong crowd.
Things go downhill.

It makes sense
he would come back

To the place
he was happiest.

Here.
Look, look, look.

The f.B.I.'s being
kind of difficult

About letting us use their
facial recognition program.

- Shocking.
- But...

I was able to blow up
Tim's photos 300%.

- What am I looking at?

- Tattoo, right forearm.

See, these are
surveillance photos

Of Guzman from the past.

This is now.

Looks like tattoo removal,

But not the new laser kind.

It's more primitive
and painful.

Looks like a match.

- You got a location
on the suspect now?

- Yes.

Believe it or not,

He works in the food court.

- You gotta be kidding me.

- Takes a 20-minute break
at 2:00, has a smoothie,

Bus home at 6:00.

- Charlie, this
is really great work.

- Thank you.
You wanna know the best part--

Is I got a copy of his
job application from the mall

And compared the writing
to a sample I pulled up

From the dmv.
- It's a match?

- Looks like it.

- Looks like we could have
a top ten fugitive on our hands,

That's what it looks like.

- We're waiting on official
confirmation.

- Well, as soon as you
find out, Charlie,

We're taking him down.

All right?

- Wait.

Does this mean
we're making the arrest?

'cause I've never
actually done that before.

- Your leg work, our collar.

You ready?

- You must have
a million questions.

I mean, I know I do.

But, for the life of me,
I can't...

I know, I know.

I've--I'm just, um...

Happy to be here.

- Oh, you look
just like her.

In the eyes.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, there's just a...
Sparkle.

I can't believe I didn't
get to meet her.

- She would have loved
to have seen your face

Just...Once.

There wasn't a day, Walter,

Not one day,

That you didn't
cross her mind.

We...We would have
been a family, Walter.

- I...

I don't blame you.

I'm not angry...

Or anything.

Life...

Doesn't always
work out like you plan it.

- No, it doesn't.

- Do you realize
the statistical odds

Of a birth mother getting
married to the birth father

32 years after the fact?

- If I lied and said yes,
would you stop talking?

- Thought you were full.

- I got a second wind.

- We'll have to go camping
when you come back.

There's a place I want
to show you.

It's best in the spring,

But I hope I'll
see you before then.

You could come back,
or I could come to you...

If you leave me
your address and number.

- Um...Actually,

I'm not settled
into a place yet.

So, uh...

I'm gonna have to get
back to you on that one.

- Well, I'll be here Walter.

I'm not going anywhere.

- Well, we should
get on the road.

- I'll start the car.

- Walter...You know
what I'm gonna say, right?

- I can't see him again?

- You okay with that?

- What choice do I have?

- You will be able
to write him letters, Walter.

- It's not really
the same, is it?

- No.

But now you know your story.

Where you came from,
that you were wanted.

That puts you ahead
of a lot of people.

- You put your handwriting
on one piece of paper...

- Your whole life unravels.

- Turn left towards
central Avenue,

Then follow
the highlighted route.

- Charlie.
- Yes, sir?

- Stop touching my baby.

- Yes, sir.

- Just follow your protocols.
You'll do fine.

It's a big moment for you.

You always remember
your first.

Your first car,
your first date.

Your first bust.

- I will try to enjoy it.

- Take 'em down
- take 'em down, let's go.

- Let's do this thing.

Let's make it happen.

Pow.

- That's Guzman's stop.

- Mm.

- It's better?

- Yes, but, ahem...

In the way sludge is better
than radioactive sludge.

- Ohh.

- How'd things go with Scott?

I told him I put money
down on the storefront

And we couldn't
get it back.

- Wait...You put a deposit
down on a storefront?

- No, I just couldn't
look him in the eye

And tell him
that I didn't trust him.

Wait.

Why would it be so awful
if I had rented a space?

- You need a viable
business plan first,

Not to mention
a viable business.

- Hmm.
What's wrong with massage?

- Nothing,
it's just the economy.

Not a lot of disposable income
to blow on hot stone treatments

And deep tissue whatever.

- Right.

- I'm just sayin'
the recession, hon.

It could take years.

- What's this?
- Chicken soup.

That's what you do
when people are sick.

You bring 'em chicken soup.

I hear you didn't
show up for work,

So I gave you
the benefit of the doubt.

So...You're sick.

Right, Walter?

- Never better.

- That's too bad.

Then again,
it does buoy my argument

That karma's a bunch of b.S.

- you know what?

I'm not going back
to work at the store anyway.

So why don't you take
the shirt and the name tag.

All right, they're gonna need it
for the next sheep anyway.

- Walter, don't.
Don't do that.

Since I met you, you've been
nothing if not interesting.

Colorful, challenging,
in a good way.

But a half-assed stereotype
of a 1960s hippie?

Say it ain't so.

- Do these
crafty interventions

Actually work
with your other witnesses?

I mean, seriously,
the whole Alpha female routine

I supposed to,
what, just jolt me out

Of whatever behavior
you deem unacceptable?

- Okay, look,
I get holding yourself

Apart from the world--I do.

I once went six whole days

Without talking
to a single human being.

Wasn't even trying.

Just happened.

Best six days of my life.

But even I can't
stay in that place.

Even you can't.
No one can.

You'll end up bitter and alone
and without a dentist.

- Uh, bitter and alone
is how I started off.

That's how I'll end up.

- There's the target.

You good to go?

- Yeah, just try and stop me.

- Come on, let's go.

- Hey, Hector, right?
From the mall?

Smoothie stand?

Oh, I love
that strawberry swirl.

- Do I know you?

- I just have
a few questions

About a guy
you used to know.

Marty Ray Guzman.

- Ain't seen that dude
in seven or eight years, man.

Sorry.

You guys cops?

- U.S. Marshalls.

So, really?

- You didn't see him,
like, this morning?

In the mirror?

- Police! Freeze!

Ahh!

- On the hood, as*h*le!

Come on.
On the hood.

On the hood!

Spread 'em.

All right, take him.

- Holy smokes.

- Huh? It's a rush, huh?

- Yeah, I guess.
- Yeah?

Wait till we call the bureau.

Tell them they owe
Tim Bickman 15 grand.

How 'bout that?
That'll be a rush.

Huh?
Put it on speaker.

- Look, I get it.

Leaving someone, being left,
it can be brutal.

In either direction.

- I spent my whole life looking
for people who left me,

And I finally found them,

And now I'm leaving them?

- Right, I know,
but it happens.

I mean, maybe
not like this, but--

- Stop, please.
Just...Stop talking

About something that you
have no idea about.

- No idea?
Look, Walter,

My mother drank mostly because
my father walked out on us

When I was seven.

My entire childhood,
every second of my 20s,

I let that define me.

- You're supposed to.

That's what family does--
it defines you.

- Look, if you want
to win an argument, fine.

But thinking about it
that way,

That's all you'll win.

It's a waste of time,
Walter.

Take your past and box it up.

This closure you just got,

It's a gift.

Embrace it.

Turn it into something
that you can be happy about

And move on.

- You don't care about
my happiness.

All you care about
is my testimony.

That's what you think?

Right, well...

The a.U.S.A.
Arrives tomorrow,

Going to to prep you
for trial.

Pick you up at 11:00.

- Sounds like a plan.

- Thanks for coming in, Tim.

- Sure.
Sure, Stan.

So--so do you guys, uh,
need something more from me...

Um, on this
Guzman character?

'cause I've done
a little more homework and I--

- No. No, no, no.

I think we have
everything we need.

- Okay.

- So...What?
Are you guys m-mad at me or--

- No, Tim, we just wanted
to see your face...

When we gave you this.

- Oh, my God.

- I was right?

- That you were.

- $15,000 for information

Leading to the arrest of one
of America's most wanted.

Ohh. Gah.

Oh, I don't
know what to say.

Oh.
- Then don't.

So you know, guys...

There's this woman who works
at the coffee shop I go to.

I don't trust her.
Something in the eyes.

I'm thinking we set up
some kind of stakeout.

Or surveillance,
or, I don't know.

Put a bug in there or...

- Charlie.
- Mm-hmm, yeah. Come on.

Uh, let's go
to the coffee shop.

After you.
First round's on me.

- Great. So we'll
set up the stakeout?

- Yeah, that's great.
Well, we'll talk about it.

- Leaving Walter that day,

The last thing I ever
thought he'd be

Is an ideal witness.

In the end, though,
to my eternal surprise,

That's what he was.

Clean cut, upstanding,
credible.

And those would-be t*rrorists

Wound up getting 20 to 25

In maximum security.

Walter even kept his job
at the book barn,

Working his way from
$9.50 an hour to $12.50.

- Hi. How can I help you?

- All of which would
lead you to believe

My little lecture
about closure

Actually got through to him.

But no.

In this case, I figured out
how to protect my witness

By getting him relocated
to Modesto, California.

He remained in WITSEC
under his new name,

And finally got to take
that camping trip with his dad.

Who's to say
if he'll ever heal

What Marshall called
his primal wound?

All I know is he'll
get to know his father.

It's better than nothing.

- I bet I know
what you're thinking.

Want me to tell you?

- Do I ever?

- Your father's
out there somewhere.

You know more
than you ever have.

We can at least try.

- I don't want to try.

- Sorry, those words
coming out of your mouth,

They're disorienting.

You don't want answers?

- There's no happy ending
to that story, John boy.

Not even the one in my head.