Uncle Lou. There's my man.
Shawn, I've got a new one for you.
What do polar bears get from sitting on the ice too long?
Polaroids.
Lou, I don't know what that means, but I know it's funny.
That's funny.
What's going on, Dad?
Oh, uh, nothing. Just work stuff.
Can you tell me about it? Maybe when you're a little older.
Come on. I'm old enough to drive.
I think I can handle hearing about one of your cases.
Shawn, you're not going to be able to drive for three years.
Really? Then how will Gus and I get to Vegas this weekend?
Come on, Henry. He can handle it.
Fine, but I'm calling you when he can't sleep tonight.
We're looking for a missing girl.
What's her name? Veronica Towne.
Where was she last seen?
This bar where she waitresses called The Blue Derby.
What was she wearing?
Why does that matter?
A red dress and a gold necklace with her initials on it.
Thanks, Lou. So, do you think she was murdered?
It's starting to look that way.
Uh, who do you think did it?
A guy by the name of Jordan Beaumont, her boss at The Blue Derby.
We can't prove it until we find the place where he stashed the body.
Or places.
Gotcha.
You're not going to be able to sleep tonight, are you?
Not a wink. Thanks, Lou.
So?
It's been a while since you've given me an update on you and Jules.
Oh, I'm sorry, buddy. We're doing great. And can I tell you why?
Why? We're done stressing about
whether we're moving in together. Or getting married.
We both know that's not happening until way down the line.
I hear that. After retirement and menopause.
Now we can just relax and enjoy each other.
Oh, and we found this amazing book called the Kama-sutra.
What? The illustrations are illuminating.
There's one called congress of the rhino.
Shawn.
I've never been so happy to see a dead person in my life.
Jules, what have we got?
Unidentified male. Found dead, gunshot wound to the face.
Ouch. Who's the big scary guy?
Carlton Lassiter. You should know that by now.
Uh, he's the foreman on the construction site.
He's the one who found the body.
I've got to tell you, Mister Montero,
your story, much like your lunch box, smells a little fishy.
You dig in over here, you find a body way over there.
How did that happen?
I had to take a leak.
So after you found the body, then what did you do?
I really had to take a leak.
We're going to need to interview the rest of your crew.
Stop! Stop!
What are you doing?
I'm sensing there's something in there.
What is it, Shawn?
What the hell?
What was she wearing?
A red dress and a gold necklace with her initials on it.
I'm so not sleeping tonight.
In between the lines there's a lot of obscurity
I'm not inclined to resign to maturity
If it's all right then you're all wrong
But why bounce around to the same damn song?
You'd rather run when you can't crawl
I know, you know That I'm not telling the truth
I know, you know They just don't have any proof
Embrace the deception Learn how to bend
Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end
There she is. That's her, that's her.
Step aside, please.
Chief Vick, is there any truth to the rumors that one of the bodies
found yesterday belongs to Veronica Towne?
I have no comment on that at this time.
Has anyone in her family been contacted?
I will pass along all info as it becomes available.
Thank you.
When can we expect a statement, Chief Vick?
Chief Vick!
We don't have an ID on this fellow yet.
But I believe his time of death was approximately 6:00 p.m.
On the day in question. Now as for this one,
Shawn's hunch about it being Veronica Towne was spot on.
She was quite a looker. Still is.
Anyway, all the records match.
Her shoes and dress, however, not so much.
Sorry, sorry, I can be a real bitch sometimes.
How did she die?
Well, my first guess was smallpox.
But it turns out she had none of the symptoms,
plus smallpox apparently was eradicated
about 40 years ago. Who knew?
Not me. Not me.
But based on the fracture to her neck,
I'm going to say she was strangled to death.
Jordan Beaumont did this.
Who's Jordan Beaumont?
Her boss at the bar she worked at, The Blue Derby.
That's right, Shawn. He was also her boyfriend and a real SOB.
He was seen pushing her around in a parking lot
a couple of hours before she vanished.
How do you know so much about this case?
Because I was the lead detective along with my partner
at the time, Lou Gamble.
May he rest in peace. Sweet, old Uncle Lou
had a thousand jokes about hemorrhoids.
They were all hilarious.
Jordan was our lead suspect the entire time.
So why couldn't you get him?
We never got enough evidence. So why couldn't you get him?
Beaumont? Why do I know that name?
Because his father Ellis is one of the most successful and powerful businessmen
in all of Santa Barbara.
You mean he was.
We just got an ID on this body.
So now I've got two bodies.
A girl who's been missing for 20 years,
and the father of the man long suspected of killing her.
Do you have any other bombshells for me?
Did you see the finale of The Bachelorette?
Yes. Then no, I do not.
Our theory is that Jordan Beaumont killed Veronica Towne 20 years ago
and recently offed his father and dumped his body in the same spot.
Why would Jordan bury one body and not the other?
Maybe it was some weird admission of guilt.
Ah, kind of like Gus admitting that he likes cat food.
I said I like how it looks in commercials.
There's a difference. No, there is not a difference.
I want Jordan tracked down and questioned immediately.
Shawn and Gus, you're on this as well.
Karen, what should I do?
I'd like you to serve in your usual role.
You know, crosswords, air bombing the men's room.
I think I should also work the case.
As what, a detective? Nobody knows it better than I do.
You could reinstate me this one time.
Come on, Henry. With all due respect,
you can't just hop back in the game after all these years.
There's been a lot of changes on the job.
Lassie's right. For example, the bicycle
is no longer just one giant wheel with a tiny one in back.
And now my people can vote.
Karen, I promise you I can handle this thing.
Plus, I owe it to Lou Gamble to solve this case.
Come on. Let me finish what I started.
- Okay. - Okay?
Excuse me. Okay, Chief,
I don't think you're thinking this all the way through.
I'm going to head over to Jordan's house.
I think he still lives at his parents' estate.
You two should go to the club he owns on 26th street.
Okay, so do we go with your dad or with Lassie?
Worst options ever.
Will you relax? You act like this is the first time
you ever worked with your dad.
How about you relax, huh? How about that?
I am relaxed.
It's usually from a distance, man.
I'm having flashbacks to the time
he chaperoned our eighth grade field trip.
Ooh, I remember that. He kept undoing his pants and tucking in his shirt.
It was horrifying. Now he's 20 years weirder
and this time he's carrying a gun.
Detective Spencer.
Been a while.
So, where's Lou?
He died of a heart attack four years ago.
Shocking. He took such good care of himself.
Hey, hey, easy, easy Sipowicz. I'm...
Gentlemen, the timing of your visit is not ideal.
As you may know, my client's father has just passed away.
And he has arrangements to make.
Like what? Like renovating the giant house you just inherited?
What's your point? What do you think it is?
Well, you clearly think that I killed my father.
Oh, yeah?
Actually, I forgot what my point was,
but what you just said makes a lot of sense.
Excuse me. Who are you?
Shawn Spencer. That is my partner, Sh'Dynasty.
It is spelled "S-H," comma to the top, Dynasty.
Comma to the top? That's God's comma.
And I am a bad-ass psychic detective Jack Fon Swoo.
He's also my son. Dad.
You took the teeth right out of my bad-ass comment.
I'd be very careful how you tread here, gentlemen.
We will not stand for further libelous accusations
like the ones related to Veronica Towne.
Oh, you mean the woman we found dead 30 yards from his father?
Yeah, that's right. You got anything to say about that, smart-ass?
Small world. For the record,
I was at my girlfriend Thea's all last night.
Oh, that's nice, that's sweet.
Do you have an address for this Thea?
Gentlemen, my client is under no obligation
to answer any questions from you.
Now I'll have to ask that you leave. Immediately.
Take it easy, Kat Von D. Know this, Jordan. I'm on to you.
Like fat on a fat person.
Please. You're not going to find anything on me, Shawn.
What makes you so sure?
Because the apple does not fall far from the tree.
Gentlemen.
Man.
I want to punch that smarmy bastard and then laugh
in his handsome, ethnically neutral face.
No one wants to nail this guy's ass more than I do.
Sorry, I'm a little rusty on my cop talk.
What are we doing here, anyway, Shawn?
Looking for Room 207. That was the number
on his valet ticket dated Saturday night.
See, it wasn't his girlfriend Thea's.
Unless, of course, Thea lives here.
May I help you?
Thea Summers? We need to ask you a few questions
about Jordan Beaumont.
Fun. I love boy talk.
Jordan definitely has a type.
Yes, he does.
Feel free to help yourself to the minibar.
I've been waiting my entire life to hear those exact words.
Ooh, I'm glad I quit that stupid cleanse today.
So, Thea, you've been here a while.
About three weeks. Nice place.
I guess. If you like green.
Dude! Have some respect for yourself.
Suck it, Shawn.
So I guess dating Jordan has its perks, huh?
I'd say we're more seeing each other.
I save the "D" word for guys I'm sleeping with.
Really? No whoopee? No hanky-panky in the nighty-night?
No dark dancing? So, what does a guy get
for putting you up in a place like this?
A step closer to sleeping with me.
Dad, what are you doing?
I just gotta quickly tuck in my shirt.
That is easily accomplished without unbuttoning your pants.
This is my field trip all over again.
Do you mind if I step outside for a cigarette?
Of course not, go ahead. Just...
I can tell you're not a fan of working with your father.
How did you know he was my...
You have the same eyes.
Don't worry, I'm no stranger to daddy issues.
That photo in your bag suggests otherwise.
It was a happier time.
Have you always been such a snoop?
Oh, yeah, hence my nickname in high school.
Snoopy? Hammertime.
Where'd you live before the Beaumont?
Michigan. Moved to Santa Barbara three weeks ago
to get away from the cold.
I planned on staying a night, but then I met Jordan.
Then he started comping me.
When was the last time you saw him?
Last night. We stayed in and watched Summer School.
Pretty lame, right?
Yeah, if you hate cinematic perfection.
Ski School was on before that.
You guys watch Ski School?
No. Jordan arrived just as Summer School was starting.
Hello, everyone. It's great to be back.
Enjoy your stay.
Chief, I would very much like to elbow him in the sternum.
Please do.
Estimated time of death for Ellis Beaumont is 6:00 p.m.
Jordan arrived at the hotel just as Summer School was starting at nine,
which is true because I was watching, too.
Nobody paints a scene like Dean Cameron.
He's a chainsaw, right?
That's right, Chief.
So that leaves a three-hour gap in his alibi.
Well, it's thin, but it's enough to hold him for questioning.
What is up with Mister Guster?
Sugar crash. He just ate $600 worth of candy from the hotel minibar.
Oh. Shawn,
I've been looking all over for you.
Now, listen, we found another person's DNA on Veronica Towne.
We ran some tests. We have a match.
Great. Let me guess. Jordan Beaumont.
No, the name that came up was...
Lou Gamble.
What? Let me see that.
Uncle Lou?
There's no way that Lou Gamble had anything to do with Veronica Towne's death.
What was his DNA doing all over her body?
I don't know. Maybe it was a mix-up in the lab.
Somebody tried to set him up. It doesn't matter.
Lou was a great cop and he was as decent a guy as you'll find.
He certainly didn't seem like the murdering type.
Then again, neither did Matthew McConaughey's character
in The Lincoln Lawyer. Ryan Phillipe was the murderer in that movie.
Really? I never saw it.
Henry Spencer. I don't believe it.
Ah! It's great to see you, Bea.
Hey, you remember my son, Shawn, don't you?
Of course. Hi, Bea.
Last time I saw you, you were practically in tears
because your dad wouldn't buy you an ice cream.
When was that, Henry? Six years ago.
These were the best years of Lou's life,
working with you, Jack and Jerry.
Yeah, well, we were quite a team.
You know, back in those days
honor and respect for the badge meant something.
Worst boy band ever.
Do you all still keep in touch?
Occasionally. Jack still lives in town.
Jerry has a place up north.
I'm the only one who hasn't retired.
He means physically. Mentally, it's nap time, Bea.
Excuse me, do you mind if I have some of this candy?
Of course, dear. Thank you.
You have a problem, candy man.
I make the world taste good.
Bea, back in '91, do you remember hearing Jack
talk about a case involving the name Veronica Towne?
No, he rarely talked to me about any of his cases.
Do you remember anything strange about his behavior at the time?
Please, this is important.
Well, let's see. '91.
Well, there were the calls.
What calls?
I'll be right back.
Are you kidding me? You just crashed at the police station.
Players don't crash, Shawn.
They rest their eyes and then they refuel.
Burton.
For about a week, I would get these calls when I was alone
from a man with a deep, raspy voice.
He'd say things like, "How's your day going, Bea?"
Then hang up. I didn't really start to get scared until these showed up.
These were waiting for me on my car windshield one afternoon.
Did Lou ever see these?
Yes, but he just said to ignore them
and then he placed the photos in the trash.
I immediately fished them out and kept them, just to be safe.
What happened after that?
Nothing. No more calls, photos,
but Lou's behavior did strike me as a bit strange.
But then I just assumed it was because of the stress of working two jobs.
Two jobs? What do you mean?
He was too proud to tell you.
I had some medical issues at the time,
so he picked up an off-duty security job to help pay the bills.
Do you remember where? Yes, The Blue Derby.
I came here twice to interview the staff
after Veronica's disappearance.
Both times, Lou called in sick.
He was definitely hiding something.
What is this place?
Well, back then, it was one those
30s, smoky-style piano bars
complete with red booths and waitresses in skimpy outfits.
I can see times have changed.
Detective Spencer, right?
Ida Lane.
I thought you would've found a different line of work by now.
I was about to say the same thing to you.
This is my son, Shawn and his partner, Gus.
Hello. Nice. I voted against Prop 8.
Uh, we're partners in a detective agency.
Oh. But we're also lovers in the nighttime.
Would you stop it? We're like The Insiders, but even more gay.
The Insiders were not gay. And neither are we.
Ida, we found Veronica Towne's body yesterday.
Does that upset you?
Why would it? I wasn't her biggest fan.
And why was that?
She was a terrible waitress who did whatever she wanted
because she was sleeping with Jordan.
She disappeared once for six months
and then showed back up and got her job back just like that.
You and I talked back when Veronica disappeared.
You said that she seemed upset.
Yes, she was crying hysterically.
And saying over and over, "I will not do this alone."
Or something like that.
You recognize this man? His name was Lou Gamble.
He used to work security back then.
All the security guys stayed in the parking lot.
I never met any of them.
Security guys? Like, plural?
What, was this place jamming back in the day?
Hardly. I don't think this crowd, or anything, for that matter,
has changed since the 50s.
That's interesting. Would you mind if we took a peek in your kitchen?
Sure, but it hasn't been operational since Ellis sold the place.
You mean Jordan.
Jordan was just the front man.
His father never let him have ownership of anything.
Hmm. Excuse us.
Dude, why would Ellis Beaumont be interested in a dive like this?
And what would he possibly need security for?
I don't know, but I'm not mad at Ida.
Something about older women in inappropriate outfits keeping it nice and tight.
Gus, she's old enough to be your mother's younger, sexier, something.
I get it. See.
That's weird. There's no oven in here, just a bunch of burners.
What's sodium bicarbonate?
Baking soda. Bacon soda?
Yeah. That's a genius idea, Gus,
but I'm not sure the world is ready for a pork-flavored beverage.
I disagree, but that's not what I said. Baking soda.
Baking. That's what sodium bicarbonate is.
What the hell were they making here?
Crack? Look, the Beaumonts owned the place
at the exact time that the drug was running rampant everywhere.
I think his sense is right.
There was enough stuff in the kitchen to mix the drug on a big scale.
Ellis Beaumont was pushing drugs?
Well, he definitely wasn't making his money from cooking food.
You know that's right. How did the department not know about this?
Because he had protection from one of our own.
My ex-partner, Lou Gamble.
Well, this gets better and better.
Lassiter, let's track down Jordan ASAP.
Track him down? Isn't he here?
His lawyer arranged his release a half hour ago.
We didn't have enough to hold him.
I'll bring him back in, dead or alive.
Alive. Fine, didn't say anything about conscious.
- Hello? - How's your day, Shawn?
I'm sorry, what was that? Stay away from the Towne case. That's a warning.
Who is this? Is this Jordan?
Hello? Hey, it's the Woodmaster.
You're going to want to get down here.
So, I've been doing some more work on Veronica here
and two interesting things came up.
One, I believe she went to Virginia Tech.
Notice the "V-T" on her necklace.
Which stands for Veronica Towne.
Scratch that. Second thing, this is the bombshell,
she had recently given birth.
Are you sure? 100 percent.
The lab confirmed it.
She disappeared once for six months and then showed back up
and got her job back just like that.
Well, the plot, unlike your hair, continues to thicken.
Here's what I think. I think Jordan knocked up Veronica,
sent her off to have the kid in secret.
She came back to The Blue Derby, flips out when she realizes
Jordan has no interest in being a father.
She was crying hysterically and saying over and over, "I will not do this alone."
Or something like that.
So she approaches him. She demands that he give more,
whether that mean time or money or both.
He freaks out, he chokes her.
I imagine that he had Lou dispose of the body.
That is one heartless-ass dude.
You need to tell your dad about this.
Let's not and say we did. Come on, Shawn. He can't be that annoying.
Man, the one thing I've never doubted about my father is that he was a great cop.
It just bums me out that now I have to question that, too.
What do you mean? What do I mean?
Let's see. He was lead on the case,
he didn't know that Veronica was pregnant,
he didn't know The Blue Derby was a crack den.
He didn't even know his own partner was on the take.
Cut the man some slack, Shawn.
Santa Barbara has changed a lot since then.
There was a lot of underhanded, shady stuff going on.
Places don't change, Gus. Stop making excuses for him.
Jules.
Oh, God.
Hello?
Mmm! Gus, what are you doing here?
Mmm... Sorry, I had a mouthful of M&Ms.
Shawn gave me his keys. He said to wait until you got back.
He was worried about you. Worried? Why?
And I was saving those M&Ms to make brownies.
Jules! Ah, thank God.
Why aren't you answering your phone?
I was on a run on my break. What is going on?
Okay. First things first, when were you thinking
about putting on those brownies?
Someone, clearly trying to intimidate me into dropping this case.
We found these on Gus' car.
Someone's following me? Yes. I'm pretty sure it's Jordan.
He's been completely off the map since he was released.
Listen, you can't just drop out of contact like that.
Shawn, relax. I'm okay.
Excuse me.
I think I'm going to stick around here for a while.
At least until we solve this thing.
Thank you, but I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself.
Just let me. Please.
Okay.
Hello? Gus, is Juliet okay?
Yeah, she's fine. Aren't you curious how I am?
Not really. Now listen,
tell Shawn that Lassiter has set up a trace on his cell phone
so we can nail down the location of this caller.
Okay. Wait, one more thing.
I've been doing a little digging on Jordan.
Get this, turns out he was married for a year back in '97.
To who?
So where's your father?
Don't worry, Ida. He's on his way.
Why didn't you tell us you were married to Jordan?
Never came up. Besides, it's not something I like to talk about.
It was probably the most depressing time in my life.
That says a lot. Why did it end, exactly?
I wanted children.
And he didn't?
Let's just say they weren't in the cards for him.
Meaning what?
His juice had no pulp. Huh?
His seed wasn't fruitful.
A farmer... He wasn't...
He was pouring decaf. Pumping unleaded?
Gas, I... His Hall had no Oates.
Um. He was sterile!
Oh! Oh, sure.
Hall. Oates. That makes total sense.
Exactly. Whatever.
She doesn't speak Spanish.
Will you excuse us for just one moment? Please.
Gladly.
Holy crap, Gus. That means Jordan couldn't have been the one
that knocked up Veronica. Does that mean he didn't kill her?
Not necessarily. We've got to figure out who the real father was.
And how do we do that?
I've got something.
Thank you for meeting with us, Doctor.
Oh, of course. One of my true pleasures in life is getting
to meet the people I helped bring into this world.
Plus, uh, Stevie here made enough fish to feed
the entire Cambodian air force.
Oh, don't worry. He doesn't speak a lick of English.
Actually, I do.
Huh, look at that! 17 years.
You are full of surprises, Stevie.
Oh...
Ah. Confession, Doctor. You actually didn't deliver me.
Oh. No, sir. That honor went to a cabbie named Jugdish.
I know what you're thinking,
but it wasn't even an emergency labor.
Hmm. Jugdish just brought my mother great comfort.
Back in India, he was a doctor of musicology.
But you did deliver the child of a woman we once knew.
Oh, really? Who was that? Veronica Towne.
What exactly are you boys after?
The truth would be nice. Or some Mallomars.
We're not settling for Mallomars. I didn't say we were settling.
I see. The truth is heavy.
Therefore, few care to carry it.
Winston Churchill said that.
Look, Doctor, I don't care if the former Prime Minister of England said it.
What I know is that Veronica Towne's body was recently discovered
with your business card on it.
20 years ago, she arrived at a clinic I had on the outside of town.
The entire delivery ran three hours. She had a girl.
We would like to know who the father was.
That I cannot tell you. She didn't tell me, nor did I care.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll finish this inside.
But I'll advise you boys to watch your step.
The past can be treacherous.
Can you at least tell us the girl's name?
Yes. Dahlia. Dahlia Towne.
Dude, there are no listings for Dahlia Towne anywhere.
We need to check the birth records and the adoption records.
Dude, I am tired. Now get your stuff and go be with Juliet.
We'll do it in the morning. The morning may be too late, Gus.
I'm not going to mess up this investigation like my dad did.
Man, you need to work out your daddy issues on your own time.
Now I'm about to go home and have a threesome with two Toblerones
and then hit the sack.
Suck it. You suck it.
Suck it
See you in the morning. All right, man.
All right, who's there? Jordan?
Nice night for a walk.
All right, listen. I've got six bucks
and a picture of Mary Stuart Masterson in my wallet.
It's all yours! Find another case.
This is your last warning.
Hello, Thea. Going somewhere?
What happened to your eye?
When I don't sleep I get a dark circle under one eye.
Where's Jordan? I don't know what you're talking about.
You know what? Do us a favor and cut the crap.
His car is parked out back.
Really?
Hello, kitty cat.
Oh, ow! What the hell?
Now we're even. For what?
For this! And for threatening my girlfriend.
What? No, I never did any of those things. I...
Look, I am innocent. Then why were you hiding?
Because my lawyer told me to stay out of sight.
He was worried there was going to be a media circus.
Oh, please. You must think we're complete idiots.
I know it's you who's been calling me.
Hello?
You should have taken my advice, Shawn.
Hey, look, man, I'm sorry about your eye, okay? Oh.
Hello? Spencer, listen, we traced that phone call.
It came from the corner of 26th and Holland.
That's two blocks from you.
26th and Holland, got it. Put some ice on that.
Worst boy band ever.
Jack!
Look out.
Who are we chasing? Jack Atwater,
detective who used to work with my dad!
How old is he? At least 70.
Then why can't we catch him? I don't know!
I don't eat well and I don't exercise, what's your excuse?
I don't do well at high altitudes. What are you talking about?
You know, like Denver. We're not in Denver.
Just run, Shawn!
It's over, Jack.
Oh.
Back in '91, I was approached by Ellis Beaumont.
He offered me 50 grand to play lookout for the drug business
he was running out of The Blue Derby.
I had two kids in school, so I bit.
Then he said he needed one more, so I brought in Lou,
who was hesitant at first. But, you know, Bea had been sick.
You took an oath, Jack.
Please spare me that Boy Scout crap, Henry.
Not all of us could be model cops like you.
No wonder I could never get a leg up on the investigation.
I'll give you this, you weren't an easy guy to throw off.
What happened next?
Things were fine until one day Ellis called and said there had been an accident
with one of the waitresses. Veronica Towne.
Yeah, and he wanted help covering it up.
When we said no, he threatened to tip off the chief
to what we were doing. So you covered up her murder.
We had no choice. The job was all we had.
You had a choice.
So, Lou disposed of the body and then a few weeks later he started to crack.
So you threatened him and his wife to make him shut up.
And you pulled the same move on my son after you killed Ellis Beaumont.
Yes, but I did not kill Beaumont. I swear.
Yeah, well who in their right minds would believe that?
Me.
Let me go. Jordan. No, No. You can't just leave.
Jordan, things will never work out between the two of us.
Believe me. Why?
Because she's your sister.
What are you talking about?
You weren't the only one sleeping with Veronica Towne 20 years ago.
- Your dad was, too. - And he got her pregnant
and to hide it from you, he sent her away to have the child.
Her name is Dahlia.
What? He said her name was Dahlia.
Your father's plan was to keep paying off Veronica, but she wanted more.
How dare you come to my house!
You cannot just abandon me! I will not do this alone.
Don't threaten me!
Sensing that he could lose his marriage, he took action.
He had the officers on his payroll cover it up.
Then he arranged to have sweet, little Dahlia
be adopted by a couple in Michigan.
Who then changed her name to Thea.
No, this is all insane. No, it's not.
A year ago my parents told me that Veronica was my real mother
I became obsessed with the case.
I vowed to find out who murdered her.
But you assumed it was Jordan based on the newspaper accounts,
but something, something told you it was Ellis instead.
And I'd like to take a guess.
Sure. You're doing well so far.
He was color-blind. Just like you.
Nice place. Yeah, I guess. If you like green.
See, color-blindness is a genetic trait. It's almost always passed
from father to daughter.
Have you been reading my Scientific Weekly?
No. My Men's Health quarterly?
You think we could do this later?
Stop reading my stuff, Shawn.
Armed with this knowledge, you confronted Ellis.
And you asked him point-blank if he was the one who killed Veronica.
And I am assuming he came clean.
With a little persuasion.
Come on. Now!
I then told him to take me to the place where they left my mother.
Come on. Show me where you put her.
Dahlia, come on. Don't call me that.
Thea, you're my daughter.
And that's where you pulled the trigger.
I'm sorry, Jordan.
Rough day for you, man, no way around that.
The girl you're dating turns out to be your sister.
Who killed your father. Who killed your mother.
And was sleeping with your ex-girlfriend.
And Shawn punched you in the face.
Yeah, there's that, too.
I'm sorry.
His girlfriend, his sister, his girlfriend, his sister.
Forget about it, Shawn. It's just Santa Barbara.
Well, I guess I should swing by your place and pick up all my stuff
now that you're okay.
Shawn, all you brought over were some clothes, a toothbrush,
and your workout bricks.
Right. All my stuff. I'll have you know, those bricks built this man house.
Thank you. What was that for?
I was just thinking about how worried you always are
when you think I'm in danger.
Oh, Jules. My single greatest fear used to be that something would happen to me.
My second greatest fear was that something would happen to Gus.
Clearly, all that has changed.
So, do me a favor and stop finding yourself in grave danger.
I will do my best.
You know what? Why don't you stay at my place tonight?
Take your things home tomorrow.
Okay, that's cool.
Oh, wait... Wait, tomorrow's Friday.
Oh, right. Well, maybe you should stay the weekend.
Oh, that would be three consecutive days.
72 hours. That's what's on the table.
Not even a vacation. Nope. Just you and me at my place.
All right.
But I'm going to need a drawer, though.
Well, then you're never going to want to leave.
Yo, Pop. What's up?
I'm trying to convince your father to stay on as a detective
just a little longer. He hasn't missed a step.
Hear, hear. No, my detective days are over.
So's my career in police work. What?
Wait, you're retiring? Effective immediately.
My resignation letter is already on your desk.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Is this because I yelled at you for the pants thing?
Look, Dad, if you need to drop trou, you can drop trou.
No, no, it's just my heart's not in it anymore.
Henry, I think we should talk about this.
There's no need to, Karen. It's time.
Well, let me know if you change your mind.
You're going to be missed.
Thanks for everything, Karen.
All right, how long have you been thinking about this?
Oh, not long. The only reason I stuck around for so long was
because of the respect I had for the job.
But now? Nah.
Look, Dad, I... I get it. And I'm... I'm really sorry.
But, you know, there are still a lot of damn good cops on the force
and they go out there and put their lives on the line every day
for the right reasons.
You're right. Yeah, you're right.
It's just not my game anymore, kid.
What? Your old police hat?
You remember I used to put this thing on as a kid
and run all over the house bumping into stuff?
Dreaming that one day I'd be this amazing cop. Just like my old man.
Yeah, well, I guess your, uh, perception of me has changed a little since then, huh?
Actually, it's quite the contrary.
What do you say you and I go out and grab a beer a little later?
A beer? Yeah.
Well, that's not really your thing, is it?
Yeah, I know, maybe we can change that
now that I have some time on my hands.
I'm not going to lie to you, cold beer sounds rich and delicious.
I think we should go now. Let's go now.
First I've got to break some bad news to an old friend.
It's so much bigger than mine. It's ridiculous.
It's yours, kid.
I'm sorry to be the one to break it to you, Jerry.
I just can't believe it. The four of us were like brothers.
I guess we're the last of the good ones, huh?
Looks like retirement's been good to you.
Oh, yeah. Thanks.
I told you, let me do your investing for you.
I know, I know, I know.
I still can't understand how they would do all of that just for money.
Well, 50 grand was a lot back then.
What'd you just say?
50 grand was a lot of cash.
I never told you how much they were getting paid.
Shawn. Hey, Buzz. I forgot to pick up our check.
Did I hear the Towne-Beaumont case was wrapped up?
Yeah, it is. Aw, jeez.
Someone should have told me. I've been going through
these old records for eight hours. What for?
Off-duty work permits. Chief Vick wanted a list of everyone
who filed to work at The Blue Derby. Sure.
This one was unmarked. Someone was trying real hard to make
sure it wasn't found. Really?
Oh, my God.
It's not too late to do the right thing, Jerry.
I'm sorry, Henry.
I know, you know That I'm not telling the truth
I know, you know They just don't have any proof
Embrace the deception Learn how to bend
Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end
I know, you know