04x02 - Losers Weepers: Part 2

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Well, I'm not the kind to kiss and tell,
but I've been seen with Farrah.

I've never been with anything less than a
man, so...

Rafferty sat back and let the waning light
of the Miami afternoon wash over him.

A smile crossed his lips.

No.

A chilling smile crossed his lips.

He had just ordered another man to his
death.

That's good.

If you don't return from
Los Angeles with that tape,

you are going to be sorry
you ever met Veronica Rennie.

I'm sorry already.

I didn't know she was taping everything
for a book.

It was just pillow talk.

Your pillow talk in the
hands of the DA could destroy

a financial empire it took
me half a lifetime to build.

I didn't even know she was a writer.

You're not the first
man to talk too much in

bed, and you won't
be the first to die for it.

Now get out!

What do you want us to do about him,
Mr. Grisham?

About Rudy?

Once I have my hands on that tape,
I really don't care what happens to Rudy.

As long as it's fatal.

Rudy, what are you doing here?

I couldn't get you out of my mind.

Aren't you going to ask me, huh?

You shouldn't have come here, Rudy.

I told you, it's not going to work between
us.

Yeah, but you're always telling me
something else.

I don't.

You used me.

All you ever wanted
was the goods on the

head of the Miami
Syndicate for a lousy book.

That's not true.

It was you I was interested in.

Oh, sure.

Until I give you enough goods to put them
away for life.

I want that tape, Veronica.

That tape is background material for my
new novel.

I'm not giving it to you or anyone.

You don't understand.

These people are dangerous.

All the more reason for me to hold onto
this.

This is my only protection.

There is no protection for either one of
us.

Now give me that tape!

It'll be like taking candy from a baby.

She called and asked me to have someone
pick her up.

Yeah, well, if it's
that easy, why doesn't

she just get on a plane
and come back herself?

She just feels safer with an escort.

That's all.

Oh, it's Ruthie.

Hugo.

Oh, you know me.

Why should I take a chance
when I can pay someone

else to do it, no matter
how small the chance is?

Well, just how small are we talking about
here?



It's too small.

You say this girl was arrested for pushing
a guy out of a 10-story window.

It wasn't her fault.

It was self-defense.

What if the guy had friends who didn't
quite see it that way?



Besides...

How do you know she was leveling with you
in the first place?



We tracked the bail bondsman.

You were right, Mr. Grisham.

She's with the bounty hunter now.

Why, people tell me that she never loses
her bail without a fight.

Now, if you quit telling
her and start telling

him, he'll lead you
right to Veronica Remy.

And that tape... We won't
let him out of our sight.

Stay with him.

If she's so anxious to come back, how
come she jumped bail in the first place?

Well, she panicked and she ran.

She's hauled up in a trailer in the
Florida Everglades writing her next novel.

What kind of nut writes in the middle of a
swamp?

Thanks, but no thanks.



That's it, Colt.

Here's your latest novel, Colt.

It's really interesting.

You ought to read this stuff.

Her specialty is Romana Clef.

That's fact disguised as fiction.

She quit the Washington Post to write
novels.

She also lives them.

She had an affair with
a Middle Eastern oil

prince that almost
caused another embargo.

Quite an adventurous.

Not bad, huh?

I never judge a book by its cover.

Besides, champagne and caviar is not my
style.

I never did care much for the swamps.

All right, Colt.

How much?

$7,500.

Oh.

Deal?

Deal.

That's too bad.

I was gonna surprise you by cooking up a
batch of my famous Terlinga chili.

Don't worry.

I'll be home before it's ready.

Are you sure you don't want Howie and me
to come with you?

How many people do I need to take candy
for my baby?

Jody, would you flick it?

Now flick it.

Are you sure about this?

Jody, it's an absolutely essential
ingredient in my chili.

Now go ahead.

Flick.

Hi.

Hi.

Did Colt get off all right?

Why, is there a problem?

What makes you think that?

Why else would you drive all the way out
here first thing in the morning?

Terry, this isn't
another one of your only

-tell Colt a quarter of
the truth capers, is it?

Howie, how can you say that?

I told him at least half.

And the other half?

Well, I might have left out a detail or
two here and there.

Like?

Oh, like the man that Veronica
Remy is writing about is

the most powerful figure in
the South Florida syndicate.

And?

And, uh, she has enough evidence on that
tape to put him away for life.

Small detail.

Jody, hurry and see if the plane's left
for Miami yet.

Oh.

Thank you very much.

What'd they say?

Too late.

The plane just took off.

He's gone.

Ah, that does it.

Colt's in trouble.

Let's go, Jody.

We gotta help Colt.

Is there anything I can do?

Yeah.

Book is on the next flight to Miami.

Anything else?

Uh, stir my chili in.

Flick this into it every couple hours.

Latest novel.

Our next adventure.

Helen's eyes riveted on his statuesque
frame.

Drinking in every detail, every sinew,
every rippling muscle.

This latter-day lab spot.

She'd always been able to fend for
herself.

But now she wanted to be rescued.

Like a lady in distress.

To swoon at his feet.

To be carried off in his massive arms.

Into the throbbing heart of the swamp.

There she is!

Terry, send me!

A knight in shining armor called Colt.

As he drew closer, her pulse quickened.

How could she conceal her excitement?

Her unbridled desire?

But she knew she had to be callous to win
him.

We're going in after him!

Well, if it isn't Mr. Macho.

Terry told me you were a stuntman and a
bounty hunter.

But I figured you did them one at a time.

How should I know it's you they followed?

I thought I was getting fictional.

I thought I was taking candy from a baby.

All we want is the tape!

Give us the tape and we'll let you go!

Don't take it.

Have you heard of Randolph Gresham?

Gresham?

Gresham's the biggest name in the
syndicate.

I have evidence of his direct involvement
in a m*rder conspiracy.

The tape!

Now?

Or you're dead!

Well, that's an easy choice.

It's coming right up!

Give me the tape.

No!

This is your last chance!

We're coming in!

All right, I'll get it.

Hurry, hurry.

All

right, take it easy!

It's coming!

Hurry up, will ya?

Yeah.

Give me your exact coordinates.

I'm gonna round up every available man.

My seaplane's ready.

I'll be there in 20 minutes.

I really don't think that's necessary,
Mr. Gresham.

We'll get him.

My survival is at stake.

I want all the insurance I can get.

Yes, sir.

Forget it.

We better find ourselves a terrible...

All right, come with me.

Oh, terrific.

Terrific.

Now neither of us have a boat.

Hey, just take your hands off me.

I don't need your help.

Hey, you're the one that sent for me,
remember?

Hey, where are you going?

Anywhere you're not.

You wouldn't dare.

Now will you give me the tape?

Will you take your hands off me?

Look, don't you understand?

They're still up there looking for us.

Look, as long as my life depends on this
thing, it's going into my pocket.

You always just reach out and grab what
you want?

No, but now I see how well it works,
I may just change my style.

You always attack people who are trying to
help you.

You can't resist the camera.

Go ahead, give in to your impulses.

I'm sorry.

I can't bring myself to hit a woman.

Move out!

Check all quarters!

Let's move it!

Come on, rest period's over.

Come on.

One, two, three, four.

Come on.

Sign of them yet?

I'm as good as dead.

Only

a couple of hours behind them.

Somebody was definitely sh**ting at them.

Boy, those reeds are bent.

Looks like there's more than one broke.

Okay.

My guess is Colt and Veronica escaped that
way.

The old pair do swamps.

Well, the police said there'll be a search
party out of town by this afternoon.

Jody, we can't just leave it up to the
police.

Not with Colt's life in this much danger.

Oh, one question.

How are we going to find them?

Simple.

We're going to leave the boat and walk.

What?

Are you crazy with the jump they've got on
us?

Jody, look.

If they went upriver by boat,
they'd have to snake through

almost 20 miles of water
before they hit Green River.

Now look, if we cut across the swamp right
here, chances are we'll run into them.

You know what Colt always says in a
situation like this?

The shortest distance between two points
is a straight line.

Right?

Huh?

Press on the sore spots for 20 seconds and
release.

It's called reflexology.

I thought people in your line of work got
your brain scrambled.

Yeah, we start out that way.

Then we take a couple of rough falls and
get some sense knocked into us.

Let's talk about you for a change.

Someone once said, what is a wonderful
lady like you doing in a swamp like this?

I got fed up covering society news.

One too many boring debutante parties.

One too many columns on who is wintering
in Bermuda.

Wanted to write about real life.

You always get involved with the people
you're writing about?

I take my research very seriously,
if that's what you mean.

And I find fact ever so much more
intriguing.

Much harder to believe.

I don't suppose it ever
occurred to you that writing about

the syndicate could be stepping
on some pretty important toes?

Sure it occurred to me.

What's life without a syndicate?

Well, a few risks.

Generally, a lot longer.

That doesn't sound much like a stuntman.

Yeah, well, it's a habit I learned through
poker.

Only bet I'm sure to think.

Well, then you can put your money on me.

Oh, no, no, no.

I'd rather play it safe and bold.

See, that's why I could never get
interested in a man like you.

Deep down, you've got the backbone of a
jellyfish.

No guts at all.

I don't suppose there's anything that
you're afraid of.

Well, certainly nothing on two legs.

Huh.

If you try to tackle me one more time,
I'm gonna bring you up on as*ault charges.

Yeah, I just stopped an as*ault.

That snake was a deadly water moccasin.

It was either him or me.

Next time, I'd rather take my chances with
the snake.

As far as I know, I'm not poisonous.

I'll be the judge of that.

I'm almost tempted to wait till you hide
it again.

Hide what?

I'm not leaving anything to chance.

We may have a few more of these to cross.

Big deal.

I'm already wet enough for a three-learned
fire.

We have to stay in a straight line.

Hope we don't run into any... We

also stand a better chance of being
spotted.

Shh.

Listen.

Quit telling me what to do.

Who made you troop leader?

Quiet.

My hero.

Too bad these things don't run on bad
vibes.

We could make it all the way to China.

Well, what now, mighty one?

Well, they look for a place to make camp.

Why can't we just keep traveling?

You can't travel a swamp at night without
the right equipment.

First time I've ever been accused of not
having the right equipment.

Nobody here.

Must be a hunter's camp.

All the convicts are home.

It's okay.

It's okay.

He's gone.

It's okay.

I was just a little startled.

That's all.

Well, you know, there are worse things in
the world than admitting you're afraid.

Would it bother you if I told you I
neither wanted nor needed your protection?

Hey, don't get touchy.

I'm not getting touchy.

I'm just a little sick and tired of your
ride-in cowboy attitude towards myself.

What about your sex?

Well, believe me, I've got nothing against
your sex.

In fact, I'm kind of partial to it.

I just hope Cole's all right.

I don't think he was prepared for a trek
through the swamps.

Yeah, well, this isn't just any swamp,
Jody.

I remember reading about it in my history
class at Penn.

We're smack dab in the middle of the
Spanish Crest.

Yeah, sounds like a breakfast roll.

Yeah, well, legend has it that a whole
group of Caribbean pirates got together

and buried their booty somewhere around
here.

One more fascinating fact like that,
Howie, and I'll throw up.

Well, I suppose you'd want to come sit by
the fire.

Sure is nice.

Well, coffee's ready.

How about some?

Do you remember what you told me about
fact being more interesting than fiction?

Yeah, so?

Well, no offense, but...

I think the person that you are is...

a lot more exciting than the person you're
pretending to be.

You do, huh?

Yeah, I'm convinced of it.

If you were one of my characters,
I'd put you through one hell of a rewrite.

Yeah, what would you change?

I'd give you a mustache, for starters.

Maybe a criminal record.

Second thought, maybe I wouldn't change a
thing.

Just

give me a minute to get out of these wet
things.

I might even break 30 seconds.

Oh, that feels so much better.

It feels so good to get out of these wet
things.

Maybe I should try it.

I'm afraid your knight in shining armor is
a little rusty.

In what?

Just an expression.

You listened to my tape!

No, no, no, it was an accident.

You two-faced sneaky!

Hold it, hold it.

I hear something.

I think it's coming from inside the tent.

You wait here, kid.

Well, what was it?

Well, it's cold, but don't go over there.

Cold?

Well, he's not hurt, is he?

Jody!

Cold?

Cold!

Cold!

What?

Oh, God!

I thought we'd never find you and...

Oh, I'm not interrupting anything,
am I?

Why do you... Why do you ask?

Hi.

Jody Banks.

Ah, you must be Barbara.

Charmed.

Howie, you can come out now.

All this and chaperones, too.

Coach, you really have thought of
everything.

You two continue to have an uncanny sense
of timing.

Ah, thanks, Colt.

For a minute there, I thought you were
going to be mad at us.

Did you bring a compass?

Sure.

Well, you may as well take advantage of
the last couple hours of darkness.

With a little luck, we can make it to the
Green River by morning.

Counting on luck, I hope you brought your
own.

Anybody mind if I get dressed?

Me, too.

Can't be.

Yeah, what is it, kid?

I want to know the natural history
lecture, please.

It's rock, Colt.

Yeah, it looks like the wings of a
butterfly, exactly the way it was described.

Isn't it called swamp fever?

Are you talking about the pirates'
enclave?

Yeah, yeah.

It's supposed to be where the kings ransom
and gold doubloons.

But that's all folklore.

It doesn't really exist.

Come on, let's talk about this when we
reach Green River, huh?

Come on.

Wait a minute, Colt.

I remember the verse.

I learned it once.

Where butterflies are cast in stone.

Where mosses swing like hangman's twine.

There he who finds the stare of rock...
will hold the treasure for all time.

That's enough poetry.

Will you keep moving?

Hey, look at this.

Howie, where are you going?

Come on.

Colt, this way.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

What kind of animal trap is that?

It's no animal trap.

It was made for humans.

The pirates' enclave was designed to k*ll
anybody who trespassed near it.

You guys better watch your step back
there.

Colt, look at this.

Where mosses grow like hangman's twine.

This moss is growing twisted like a rope.

The other one is growing twisted.

Let's go.

Colt, if we move forward, we run the risk
of more booby traps.

If we don't move forward and there's no
ifs about it, those guys will k*ll us.

Come on.

We've got to watch every step,
Paul.

Anything around here could be a booby
trap.

Well, I'm sorry, kid, but I find that
whole story a little hard to buy.

There they are.

Get up.

Move it.

Let's split up and meet at Green River.

I'll do it.

Where are they?

Where are they, the woman and Sevis?

I don't know.

They could be anywhere.

This part of the swamp is cursed.

Right.

Now tell us the one about Goldilocks and
the three little dams.

And you must be Goldilocks, is this it?

You must be the curse.

Stay here with the woman.

We're going to get those two once and for
all.

Let's go.

No, no, no.

Wait, wait, wait.

You've got to listen to me.

This whole area is an obstacle course
designed to k*ll.

It's full of booby traps.

One wrong step and it could be the last
one.

Really?

Well, if you don't want
anything to happen to

your friend here, you
won't mind leading the way.

If there are booby traps out there,
you'll be a human mind sleeper.

I'll make a deal with you.

You get us out of here alive,
I'll give you five percent of

what I make on the book I'm
going to write about all this.

You can guarantee a happy ending.

You can keep your money.

I'll do

what I can do when I'm liable to trigger
some 17th century pirate's revenge.

I think he's just stalling.

There's nothing to be afraid of around
here.

Follow me.

Watch it, watch it.

All right.

You lead.

Okay, Mr. Wizard, let's go.

He moved through the swamp with a cat-like
grace.

He had become the beast of the jungle.

On the hunt.

That's the real thing.

Definitely 17th century steel.

Probably made in Toledo, Spain.

Does that give you goosebumps or what?

Leave it!

Now, come on, let's get out of here.

Well...

I'm beginning to feel really dizzy.

I don't know.

I guess I get this pain here.

Oh!

Oh, man!

Oh!

Hey, what's the matter?

Oh!

What's the matter?

Let's go find the others.

Come on!

Come on!

I wonder... What?

...if these are the stairs that Howie's
verse referred to.

Huh?

Come on, let's take a look.

I'll be darned.

Oh, I must be dreaming.

Don't touch it.

Why?

You're not superstitious, are you?

No, but neither was this fella.

The one who uncovered it in the first
place.

It's covered with blowfish poison.

If you touch it, you'll die.

Hold it right there.

Oh!

Where's Jody?

She's with an employee of mine.

We've never met.

But I know an important man when I see
him.

I want the tape.

What if I was to tell you
that there's something

here even more valuable
to you, Mr. Gresham?

I'd say that you're a desperate man.

It's enough gold to tempt even the richest
man.

All you have to do is let us all go and
it's yours.

You're lying.

Am I?

Take a look.

Come.

You watch him.

It's incredible.

There's got to be millions in here.

Look at that.

Well, it looks like it's all mine anyway,
Cetus.

What is this, some kind of a joke?

Audience Member 1.

Jody, you all right?

Yeah.

What happened to Bell?

Well, he who finds that stairs of rock
will hold his treasure for all time.

And it did look like he was going anywhere
soon.

...smart.

I finally found the right hero for my
book.

Oh, my God, you're gonna make me cry.

All right.

Finally, a little peace and quiet.

To you.

I thought I'd bring the g*ng over to try
some chili.

And after two days of puffing on a cigar,
I think I deserve something.

I'll go stir some up.

Have you heard anything about the
condition of Gresham and his men?

Yes, they will be well enough to stand
trial.

You see, when they
originally dipped those coins

in blowfish poison, there
wasn't any anti -toxins.

Fortunately for those three guys,
they developed one.

I still get a little heart-sick when I
think of all that gold the state claimed.

That's one little detail I might change
when I write my book.

I like it better where
the lady author gets

acquitted and runs off
with the rich stuntman.

If only fact were fiction.

Excuse me.

Oh, come with me.

What are we going to eat outside?

The three of you are.

Jody, take your time.

What?

Bye.

Sorry for that little interruption there.

I don't know exactly where were we.

You were about to look for the tape I'd
hidden.