Memphis Beat; Season 2 Episode 10 The Feud August 16, 2011
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I've just never met anyone who doesn't like toast.
You can't tell me the texture's pleasing.
I mean, it rips up the top of your mouth. No.
Maybe you've been eating your toast too aggressively.
Maybe I have.
All right, well, I'll see you.
Yeah.
I'll see you.
Maybe next time, we can talk about...Biscuits.
Morning, Dwight.
Well, hello, Reggie.
Uh... she got a name?
Yep.
Whitehead.
Yeah, I'm outside.
All right, meet at the car.
See you later.
Yep.
Hey, can we talk to her?
She's unconscious.
She gonna make it?
Gunshot wound to the abdomen.
We've got her stabilized, but that's all I know.
You'll have to talk to the doctors at the hospital.
Hey, Sutton!
What do we got?
Good Samaritan heard a gunshot, called 911.
Couldn't have been more than 20 minutes ago.
Good Samaritan see anything? I don't know.
He hung up without providing any more additional information.
Her wallet's missing.
She was wearing an expensive watch and earrings.
If robbery was the motive,
something kept him from maximizing his haul.
Fairburn Financial.
1327 Broadway. That's only a couple blocks away from here.
She was dressed real nice. That could be where she works.
Whitehead.
Bad guy left money, credit cards, and jewelry.
Makes me wonder what he took.
â™ª I'm goin' to Memphis â™ª
♪ where the beat is tough ♪
♪ Memphis ♪
♪ I can't get enough ♪
♪ oh, well, it makes you tremble ♪
♪ and it makes you weak ♪
♪ gets in your blood, that Memphis beat ♪
♪ oh, yeah ♪
Ella is an intern. She's getting her MBA.
Would Ella have worked on anything
that put her in harm's way?
Oh, I-I doubt it.
We're a forensic accounting firm.
Just numbers and analysis... no money or secret information.
Did Ella get along with everyone?
Oh, she was super.
She... she was only here a couple of weeks
when one of the assistants had an emergency appendectomy.
Ella offered to stay with her son.
Any troubles outside the office?
I don't know. She didn't like to talk about herself.
"Didn't like to" is different than "didn't."
I just assumed she was a very private person.
Anyone ever come visit her?
She had a boyfriend.
He never came by, but he sent flowers.
He have a name?
I asked once. She never did give me an answer.
Um, this is her job application.
I can make you a copy.
I'll be right back.
I've started a background check on Ella Harris,
but right now,
it looks like she has no background information
older than five years.
- She changed her name? - Looks like it.
Why would a girl her age need to change her name?
Well, I hope to find out.
Whitehead.
Yeah, yeah.
I'll be right there.
You think you worked fast before,
you better step it up a notch.
Armed guard just showed up at the hospital
to protect our victim.
Why does a girl her age need armed guards?
Hope to find out.
Detective Hendricks. This is Detective White.
We'd like to know what the hell you're doing.
I'm sure Judge Morris will be happy to explain things.
I'd like you to explain it, Mr...?
Layendecker.
You, uh, call Judge Morris.
What's your relationship with Ella Harris?
She's a client.
Who are these gorillas protecting her from?
Well, someone shot her,
and I'd like that not to happen again.
Maybe we could go down to the station
and we could talk about this a little bit more.
Are you arresting me?
No.
Well, then we both know I don't have to do that.
Lawyer.
The lawyer from the hospital
works downtown at Barr & Jenkins.
I checked with the bar association.
They only have one client... the Murphy family.
"Bars, alcohol distribution, and various criminal activity"
Murphy family?
That's the one.
What does Ella Harris have to do with the Murphy family?
That's a rhetorical question, right?
I'm not actually supposed to know the answer?
It'd save me a hell of a lot of time if you did, but no.
Call Dwight and Charlie White and bring them up to speed.
Will do.
Greenback's saying Fairburn Financial
isn't involved with any Murphy businesses.
So Ella doesn't work for them.
What if she dug around in something she wasn't supposed to?
Maybe those guards aren't there to protect her.
Maybe they're there to keep people away from her
so she can't say anything to anybody.
Two pit bulls in the front.
That's got to be Mrs. Murphy.
MPD, gentlemen. Keep your distance.
Ma'am, we need to talk to you about Ella Harris.
I've got nothing to say.
We have enough probable cause
to start making trouble for your whole organization.
It'd be easier if you just talk to us.
And say what?
Nothing happens in your world that you're not aware of.
Why don't you just tell us what's going on?
You're wasting my time.
Look, as much as 150 years of Memphis history
might make you think otherwise,
the Murphy clan is not above the law.
The law? What good is the law to me?
Ella gets gunned down in broad daylight,
and you don't even know who did it!
No, but we might be able to figure it out if you help us.
You want my help, you talk to my lawyer.
She changed her last name
so that she could move around Memphis
without the family baggage.
Ella's your daughter.
Yes, she is.
You know, you better hope you find whoever shot her first.
'Cause in case you haven't heard,
I am not so good at turning the other cheek.
Did you ask her if the shooting was related
to the feud between her family and the Harrison clan?
No.
So what do you think?
Well, the truce between the clans
has been in effect for 25 years.
I think we would have heard some rumblings
before the shooting broke out.
Yeah, but feuds are funny. They start fast.
Could be they restart just as fast.
We need to figure this out before they start
killing each other in bunches.
Me and Whitehead will look into the family, see what we can find.
Good.
I'll be back in about an hour.
Where you going?
To see a friend.
Her name is Kaylee Slater.
I've been trying to get him to tell me about her for days,
and I got nothing.
- And he told you? - Yeah.
Well, what the hell?
I'm just messing with you.
Greenback was out front this morning
when she dropped him off.
He got her license plate.
Well, if she dropped him off, things must be moving along.
I think we should invite her.
He might not like that.
He's not gonna like anything about a birthday party.
That's half the fun in doing it.
Hey, I found the flower shop
where the boyfriend was buying the flowers.
Did you get a name?
Not unless it's "xoxo."
The owner couldn't give me a good description.
See, she mostly remembers his money.
He gave her 1,000 bucks up front
and would call anytime he wanted to send something.
Did you get copies of the notes?
The owner wrote the messages down in her phone log.
He sent flowers three days before the shooting.
"I lost my cool. Please forgive me.
Hugs and kisses."
Secretive girl meets abusive boy.
A love story.
Excuse me?
Excuse me.
We don't have any jobs available right now.
I'm looking for my cousin Fred.
I'm surprising him.
Uh, I don't know if he's around.
Would you mind calling him for me, please?
Tell him it's Tanya
and I'm just in town for a few days.
His mama wanted me to give him a kiss for her.
Thank you.
I'll be waiting in my car, just 'round the corner.
Ohh, cousin Fred! Look at you!
Look at you!
You are the picture of health.
And, cousin Tanya,
you know you are not supposed to be here!
I know!
And that security guard was so nice
to tell you that I was here.
Your mama sent you some pecan sandies,
and you better get in this car before I eat them all up.
Oh, yeah!
This must be really important for you to break protocol...
And maybe ruin my cover.
I am not gonna ruin your cover. And protocol takes too long.
Did you hear about the shooting?
- Mm-hmm. - So, what do you think?
Is it just regular violence in a criminal family,
or is it feud-related?
As far as I know, the truce is still in effect.
But Ella is heir apparent,
and I've seen her down at the warehouse
a couple of times caused quite a stir.
Apparently, the top dogs have not been around in years.
So what was she doing?
I'm unloading trucks,
but I did hear her talk about risk
and... expanding into new territories.
Harrison territories?
I don't know.
But if it was, that would blow that truce all to hell.
Well, yeah.
Which means it might have been a Harrison
that was targeting her.
Or any Murphy that didn't want her stirring up trouble.
Hey.
You can enjoy those.
Will you call me if you hear or see anything?
Will do.
You know all this is in my monthly report.
Reports are so dry.
- Something wrong, officer? - Wrong?
You giving me a ticket?
Ticket?
Oh, yes, ma'am. Yes, I was.
Can you tell me what for?
Oh, uh...
Your taillight.
There's nothing wrong with it.
Oh, yeah. I knew that.
Um...
You got one of those kind of taillights
that, uh... they can break real easy,
so I was just writing you a note to, uh... let you know
that you should maybe change that.
And...
Well, n-now I told you.
Uh, good evening, ma'am!
It's, um... day.
But...
Take care.
Damn.
Bye.
C. J. Harrison. He runs a strip club off the highway.
It's interesting how they stuck to their knitting
all these years.
We got alcohol and real estate and sex and guns.
I guess it pays to specialize, even if you're a criminal.
Records department is sending over
hard copies of all their files.
It could be the old arrest reports
will give us a sense of who hates who the most.
You think any of these people have any idea
what started this feud?
You?
I think it's like a... Cow or something.
That was the Chicago fire, buddy.
No, Lewis Murphy bought a piece of land in 1870.
Built the house,
went to Kentucky to pick up his wife and kids.
While he was gone,
Rufus Harrison moved in and refused to move out.
So, Lewis shot Rufus, Rufus' kin shot Lewis,
et cetera.
What about the 25-year truce?
I don't know anyone who knows why the shooting stopped.
Maybe they ran out of bullets.
Hey.
I've been reconstructing Ella's movements
for the last couple of days.
Now, the night before
she got those apology flowers from "hugs and kisses,"
she went to a bar on the east side,
where police were called to break up a fight.
Anyone arrested?
All the participants scattered before the units got there.
But here... here's the address.
Well, if she took on that fake name to hide,
she still managed to get herself into a lot of trouble.
Let's go, Whitehead.
Yeah, I know Ella.
She and her boyfriend come in all the time.
You know his name?
I tend to remember the women's names.
He's tall, dark hair. Seems like a solid guy.
But, obviously, after the other night,
I probably wouldn't cross him.
He involved in the fight?
He was at the center of it.
Some guys went up to their table.
Next thing you know, chairs are flying.
How does Ella fit into it?
I don't know.
She pulled him out of here as soon as we separated them.
Could be the other guys were Harrisons.
Boyfriend didn't know enough to let it be.
Can you take a look at these
and see if you recognize any of these fellas?
That's him.
You're sure this guy was in the group
that went up to Ella's table that night?
No, that guy's her boyfriend.
Pete Harrison, Tom's son... Second in command?
Ella's dating the enemy.
What do you guys want?
We're just trying to figure out
if Ella knew you were a part of the Harrison clan.
I'm thinking that she didn't.
Yeah, their whole dating thing was probably a setup
so he could get information about the Murphy businesses.
And that night, she found out who he was.
You don't know what you're talking about.
It was a great way to show your dad
you're ready to take over the family.
But then, after you'd invested all those months... poof!
What'd you think, that it was just gonna be
easier to kill her to take down the Murphys?
I would never hurt Ella.
Then what the hell was the fight about in the bar?
Some guys were hitting on her.
I lost my cool. No big deal.
Oh, so you're the jealous boyfriend?
Yeah.
Your families have been fighting for 150 years, man.
You expect us to believe
that you cared about Ella Murphy?
I'd like a lawyer.
I'm losing my patience.
I want my son released immediately.
And I have a job to do.
So your lack of patience is not my concern.
Hey.
You don't talk to my Uncle like that, you hear?
You're Dean, right?
Yeah.
Mr. Harrison, I suggest you have Dean, here,
back off and sit down,
or I'll have his ass cooling off in a holding cell.
Dean, don't embarrass me.
So...
Now, Pete will be released
when we determine that he had nothing to do
with the shooting of Ella Murphy.
We have no quibble with the Murphys...
Haven't for a quarter of a century.
None of my clan would do anything to hurt Ella.
Well, then, I suppose Pete will be released soon.
Until then, I'll have you two waiting in the lobby.
What's he doing here?
Mrs. Murphy, please come this way.
No, I want to know what Tom Harrison's doing here.
Obviously, we're exploring every possibility.
I could've crushed your family,
but I left you alone for 25 years.
And you pay me back by shooting Ella?
Kate, do you think that I would...
Unh!
All right, that's enough!
Son of a...
Let go of me!
Mr. Harrison, unless you're planning to press charges,
I need to ask you to leave the building.
Saunders, see him out.
Good one.
Your text said you got something for me.
A Murphy semi was hijacked this morning,
and the driver was beat pretty badly.
So you know who did it?
No.
But this family hasn't had a truck jacked
in a long, long time.
But you think it's related to the shooting?
Maybe the truce is over.
You know, figuring this stuff out is your job.
You could have told me about the truck in your text.
Yeah, I could have.
But texting is so overrated.
So, why don't you tell me
what happened to you and your truck?
I'm not gonna get in any trouble, am I?
You gonna go out of your way to piss me off?
- No! - Then no.
Well, I was delivering a truckload
full of totally legit alcohol
to a warehouse down by the river.
And at Granville, I had to stop at the intersection
'cause it was blocked.
And before I could turn the truck around,
these guys, they pulled me out of the cab.
Well, your face looks like
it got more than pulled from a truck.
Look, I didn't give them any trouble whatsoever,
and for no reason at all, they started wailing on me.
I'd be dead
if their buddy hadn't pulled up and stopped them.
You got a name?
No.
But he was pissed that they were on me.
Will you look at some pictures for me,
see if you can I.D. any of them?
Hey, these guys tried to kill you.
I'm not gonna arrest them for that,
'cause I know you won't testify.
But wouldn't it be nice if I could pick them up on something else?
Yeah.
According to the driver,
these are two of the guys involved.
Now, they're both Harrisons.
And this is the man who saved him.
Hijacking happened at 7:00?
Yep.
The 911 call about the shooting came in at 7:15.
No way he could have gotten clear across town by then.
I guess I should be happy
that he wasn't lying about shooting her.
This means that whoever did it is still out there.
W-what are you...
Doing here?
I didn't mean it... for it to sound like that.
You left your wallet on my seat.
I knew that.
Did you send that man to my house?
Sutton?
I don't know his name. The... the skinny one.
No.
Are you checking up on me?
No, why... why would I...
I don't know. I'm gonna go.
Wait, K-Kaylee, I-I don't know what's going on here, but...
Hendricks.
No, of course.
All righty. Thank you.
Ella woke up.
So what do you want to do?
Kate Murphy's already told us
her daughter's not gonna talk to us
until she gets out of the hospital.
Yeah, she won't tell us anything.
Family business stays in the family.
She might tell Pete though.
Look, we have no grounds to hold you,
so I got no leverage here.
But if you really love Ella,
you'll help us find out who shot her.
I see how that's good for you. Not so sure how it's good...
Shooter!
You all right?
Yeah.
Now you understand why this is good for you?
It says here "Barbecue is the new Sushi."
Do you think that's even possible?
Mom, not now.
I'm sorry, honey. I'm just trying to cheer you up.
Actually, after what you told me before,
I'm just trying to cheer myself up.
Hey.
I already talked to the district attorney,
and I told him that Ella is not to talk to the police
until she's released from the hospital.
You got it?
Yeah. That's fine.
Uh, I just came by to tell you
that MPD ran the concealed-gun permits
of the guys you got protecting her.
Now, two of them came back red-flagged.
In about 10 minutes,
units are gonna come out here and arrest those two guys,
and MPD's gonna use that as an excuse to pick you up, too.
Who are you?
I'm Davey Sutton, ma'am.
I'm one of your...
Guys on the inside.
You pay me $1,000 a month.
Yeah, okay. Okay, David.
Honey, I'm just gonna have to go and take care of...
That matter.
Davey, what are you still doing here?
I-I thought you might need an escort or something.
You know, I got the lights.
Uh, no, thank you.
Okay.
Feel better.
I'll have a couple of guys sent over from the house.
It's gonna take an hour, tops.
I'll be fine.
Now, listen, if anything happens,
you call that nurse... they will call security.
Dr. Barnes, dial 182, please.
Whoever's behind this,
we got to catch them before someone else gets hurt.
Okay.
Whatever she can give you, all right?
Name, description, what they were wearing.
Pete, you can't be here.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. But she's gonna be back any minute.
You got to go.
I got somebody watching your mother.
I'll make sure to give you the heads-up when she's coming back.
I'm so happy to see you.
All right, I'll... I'll go,
just leave you two.
Miss Slater.
Charlie white... Dwight's partner.
Yeah. I've heard a lot about you.
A small percentage of it's probably true.
Hey, I want to talk to you about Sutton.
Oh, I don't really like to triangulate my relationships,
Detective White.
Well, I get that, but this is not triangulating.
Dwight had no idea what Sutton was doing here,
and he has no idea that I'm here.
What was Sutton doing?
Inviting you to Dwight's birthday party.
He was supposed to just leave a note.
You know, in retrospect,
he might not have been our best emissary.
Shouldn't Dwight be the one to invite me to his party?
He really doesn't like birthdays,
and this one's a surprise.
Well, we really haven't been dating that long, so...
I know, but he's been hiding you.
Which leads me to believe that you mean something to him.
And I'm confident that, you know,
he'll like having you there...
As much as he can like having anythig on his birthday.
When is it?
It's tomorrow night... 8:00.
Here's the address.
Thanks, Charlie.
Thank you, Kaylee.
Pete left five minutes ago.
I guess I was right about him not cooperating.
Hey, Sutton, listen, I wanted to...
I got to get back inside.
Nurse wants to tell me something.
Pete, please leave. I'm not kidding about my mom.
She's so angry about everything that's going on.
Who shot you, Ella?
I don't know.
I was walking to work.
A man said my name. I didn't see him.
I just saw a shiny gun, and then...
What happened?
Nurse thinks it's a false alarm.
They didn't have any patients evacuate?
Nope.
Ella left on her own. Or someone took her.
I don't know what to tell you.
Call Mike Thompson and ask him,
and I'll meet you guys around back.
They searched the hospital top to bottom. No sign of her.
What did the doctors say?
She's in no immediate danger,
as long as she doesn't move around too much.
What about Pete Harrison?
M.I.A.
Hopefully, he's got her
and actually is concerned about her well-being.
Better than the alternative,
which is she was nabbed by the guy that shot her
and tried to shot him.
Two shootings, 24 hours.
Sounds like a feud in full force to me.
Yeah.
Or the worse party you've ever been invited to.
Sutton's bringing down the hospital security video.
We'll get on it as soon as possible.
Hey, Dwight.
If she knows her daughter's missing,
she's not worried about it.
She just walked into the building where that lawyer has his office.
You want me to get a little closer
so I can hear what they're talking about, or should I...
Call you back.
Nobody double-crosses me.
Put it down!
Right now!
Put it down, get your hands up!
Hands up!
What is wrong with you people?
You're a lucky man.
She's missing.
What are you talking about?
Ella is gone from the hospital.
Well, you have to let me out of here!
No, we don't.
Well, look, if somebody has her,
you have to let me go and find him!
All right. Tell us why you attacked your lawyer.
That is between me and him.
Awfully coincidental, isn't it, you having a problem with him
right after your daughter gets attacked?
Now, look, what do I have to do to get out of here?
Tell us what's going on.
I want to speak to my attorney.
I'm sure you do.
Maybe we should just throw them all in a room
and let them kill each other.
That'd save on overhead.
Now that we got a few more pieces of the puzzle,
maybe your friend can help.
I'm guessing he's an undercover cop,
'cause you don't have too many friends
who aren't cops or cop-adjacent.
Plus, you keep leaving
and coming back with information.
I already went once without an invite.
I can't go again and risk blowing his cover.
No problem.
You know, you got no grounds for this.
You and your buddies are in major violation of the tariff act.
Expect some significant fines and community service, old pal.
Get your ass in there.
Hey.
Really?
It was one of my detectives' ideas.
Now, it is a bit over the top, but we needed to talk to you.
This is Detective White.
Hey, nice to meet you.
What's going on?
Ella Murphy and Pete Harrison are dating.
Somebody tried to shoot Pete, Ella's missing,
and Kate Murphy attacked her lawyer.
Over what?
Some kind of double-cross.
You know, you remember I heard Ella talking
about expanding their business?
Now, I assumed she was talking about
taking over some of Harrison turf.
Yeah?
Murphy started deducting payroll tax from our checks
two months ago.
Maybe they're going legit.
Expanding that part of the business, trying to get out the rest.
That'd leave a heap of illegal activity left over
for somebody to take over.
The double-crossing lawyer doesn't seem the type
that would shoot somebody.
Then he must have a partner.
Okay, detective, let's go and book Fred,
get back on this.
Remind me to check on Rice's friend in about an hour
and make sure he gets bailed out.
I got a uniform covering the lawyer.
We'll get a call as soon as the doctor's finished with him.
If this guy's absorbing
all the Murphys' illegal businesses,
it just doesn't make any sense for him to restart this feud.
Unless his partner's hell-bent
on monopolizing all the crime in Memphis.
Or crazy.
There's that.
I got her.
Sutton, freeze it.
That's Dean Harrison... that's Pete's cousin.
That's a gun.
I already told the lieutenant
I had nothing to do with Ella's shooting.
What the hell is going on?
Detective Hendricks and I have something
we want to tell you two,
and we only wanted to have to say it once.
Dean Harrison kidnapped Pete and Ella.
Oh, my God. Look at this.
I don't why Dean would do something like this.
We believe Dean is trying to take over
the illegal activities the Murphys are abandoning,
and your lawyer is working with him.
And he thinks Ella and Pete are a threat to his empire.
Well, why would he think that?
Because they say that they are in love.
If what we've heard about Dean is true,
your kids are probably dead, and you can keep quiet.
But if there's any hope that it's not too late,
you need to help us find them.
Tom...
Did you have anything to do with this?
Kate...
You know I could never do anything like this to you.
You know that.
I'm... I'm sensing... something here.
Are the two of you in...?
Ah, you got to be kidding me.
No, look at them.
Think they've gone soft and... dewy?
He says he didn't do it, and she believes him.
It was a long time ago.
It just didn't work out.
We couldn't, um...
I couldn't.
Tom couldn't tell his family about us.
Kate got so angry with me
that she couldn't bother fighting anymore.
That's why there's a truce.
Okay, then, we've worked through
the "feelings" part of this conversation,
but we still need to get to the "solution" part.
You got to help us find your kids.
Do you think he actually knows where they are?
He's certainly motivated to find out.
You know, given the state of things,
I think we might need to cancel drinks tomorrow.
No can do, buckaroo.
We're on a case, Whitehead.
Yeah, but you still need downtime.
I know about the party.
Then you know what a jackass you'll be if you don't show up.
I called everybody I know.
If they're not here, then I don't know where they are.
I put my number on there, too,
so I'd appreciate it if you'd give me a call if you find something.
I will.
I'll pass it along to Kate.
Thank you, detectives.
There's money to be had! You can't just walk away!
I told you...
Ella and I are taking everything in a new direction.
I ain't gonna let you restart the feud.
Now, get out of my way!
And I'm not gonna let you choose her over the family!
You shot someone I love! You tried to shot me!
What kind of family are you?!
What the hell is wrong with you?! You've gone soft!
I should have never told you about her.
But I thought you'd be happy for me.
Now, I don't care what you think.
I love Ella, and I'm not gonna let her die.
Now, I'm taking her to the hospital.
If you want to shoot me in the back,
well, that's on you, man.
Hey!
Consider that your wedding present.
You okay?
Yeah.
Have you met her?
I have not.
Is she cute?
Well, how would I know?
She's cute.
Oh, how cute?
Verycute.
I just don't know why she's not here. I gave her...
That would be why.
Oh, and, by the way, he knows about the party.
Surprise! Surprise! Surprise! Surprise!
Hey, mama.
Hey, Dwight. She's real.
She's real... nice for being here tonight.
Well, I'm happy to have been invited. Thank you.
You all know how much I dislike
public celebrations of my birthday.
I appreciate that you cared enough to ignore me.
And I thank you in advance for my present.
Ringleaders, up onstage.
Oh, come on! Excuse me.
No way!
Let's go!
Dwight, you know I can't sing.
Well, you can be in charge of the dancing.
All right, here we go!
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
♪ Mmmmm ♪
♪ L.A. proved too much for the girl ♪
♪ too much for the girl ♪
♪ so she's leavin' the life ♪
♪ the life she's come to know ♪
♪ oh, yeah ♪
♪ oh, she's leavin' ♪
♪ leavin' ♪
♪ on that midnight train to Georgia ♪
♪ leaving on the midnight train ♪
♪ yeah ♪
♪ said she's goin' back to find ♪
♪ goin' back to find ♪
♪ a simple place and time ♪
♪ when she takes that ride ♪ ♪ oh, yes, she is ♪
♪ right by her side guess who's ♪ ♪ gonna be and I'll be with her ♪
♪ on that midnight train to Georgia ♪
♪ leavin' on the midnight train to Georgia to Georgia ♪
♪ Whoo-whoo! Oh, ho ♪
♪ I'd rather live in her world ♪
♪ than live without her ♪
♪ in mine ♪
♪ hers and hers alone ♪ ♪ yeah, yeah, hey ♪
♪ got to go ♪
♪ all aboard ♪
♪ gonna board the midnight train to Georgia ♪
♪ gonna board ♪
♪ oh, no ♪ ♪ I'm gonna board ♪
♪ gonna board the midnight train ♪
♪ to Georgia ♪
Whoo!
Happy Birthday, man.
Oh, yeah!
==sync, correction by dcdah== Memphis Beat; Season 2, Episode 10 for www.addic7ed.com
- Uh, six letters. "Spray with water. - "Bar."
"Douche." [ Scoffs ] Nice.
What? That's a legitimate answer to the question.
Four letters. "Desire to push."
"Urge." "Fart."
Honey, that doesn't even make sense. Yes, it does.
"To negotiate." Also four letters.
"Deal." "Dick."
- Sorry. "Dicker. - You're such an idiot.
Why? That's... I'm trying to teach you something.
It's like playing mad libs with a 7-year-old. Listen. Listen and learn.
Hey.
You're back from your trip.
Actually, I didn't go. It was bad timing.
You should know that I'm taking Camille
to school this weekend.
Ah.
Well, if, uh, she needs any help, have her call me.
I will. It was really great seeing you guys.
And you. You too.
Is she coming back?
It's possible.
That keeps happening. I walk up, people walk away.
Hello. This is Brenda Marshall.
Are you serious? I'm getting a complex.
Oh.
"Oval."
We need some help here.
It's Tony, Steve.
Okay. Uh, head for trauma 4.
Obvious abdominal trauma. B.P.'S 115 over 60.
Lacerations and abrasions and a possible tib-fib fracture.
Bring it around this way. Watch your back.
On three. One, two, three.