Charlie's Angels (2011): Season 1, Episode 2 - Runway Angels - full transcript

Work it, girl.

That dress is definitely you.

Now you know what to
buy me for my birthday

and the next five after that.

You're back out
in 90 seconds. Hustle.

Relax. It's couture, not cancer.

You guys have eyes
on our stalker?

No, but he's not
gonna be too obvious

about his stalker-ness, right?

He might be.

You guys, Jerry's backstage,
posing as a photographer.



BOSLEY".
Keep an eye on him.

Why do all creeps have to
be world-class sprinters?

Bos, Kate, we are in pursuit.

Who are you guys? Cops?

We're private detectives.

Where's Gabriella Tucker?

I don't know.

Look, I'm just a photographer.

You were stalking her.
Now she's missing.

Come on, Jerry.
Did you kidnap her?

No.

Gun!

I got him!

Well...



That girl certainly knows
how to make a splash.

Once upon a time,

there were three young women
who got into very big trouble.

Now they work for me.

My name is Charlie.

And you keep her away from me!

I thought he had a gun.

It was my phone,
you crazy bitch!

Hey! Watch
your mouth, Jerry,

or you'll have to talk
to her instead of me.

Look, I told you,
I don't know where Gabriella is.

She disappeared three days ago.
Where were you?

Uh, Mercy Hospital,
emergency room.

I got food poisoning
from a Cuban roach truck.

Hey!

Look, the doctor
gave me antibiotics.

We'll see.

Look, I swear,
I haven't seen her in a while.

That's why I came today,
because I heard she booked this show.

Stalker with a heart of gold.

Willing to walk through
a restraining order

for the woman he loves.

You know, you may
not believe this,

but I care about her very much.

He's a creep,
but he's an honest one.

Alibi checks out.

Thank you.

Now can I have my
camera back, please?

It still works.
It's waterproof...

Hey. What...

Hey.

That's private property!

Sue us.

And we find out
you are involved,

you'll be the one needing
a restraining order.

Hey, Mama. Hey, Daddy.
Miami's still awesome.

Uh, modeling's going
slowly, but don't worr.

I'm not asking for money.

Ljusz' wanted f0 wish
Daddy a happy birthday.

And listen,
I have a big surprise for you guys,

so call me baa. All right?
Love you lots.

CHARUE". Gabriella's
parents sent this over.

Lflls' a video message
{he y go! from her

the day before she disappeared.

Chasing your dream shouldn't
turn into a nightmare.

Agreed.

That's why I want you
to find Gabriella

and bring her home safel.

Her parents are devastated.

We're all over it, Charlie.

I have complete faith
that you are.

Keep me posted, Angels.

You got it.

Guys, check it out.

I got these photos off
of Jerry's memory card.

I'll give the creep one thing:

he takes obsession
to a whole new level.

So the other woman,
that's Devon Ross,

one of Gabriella's roommates.

Looks like a hell of a fight.

Wait for the big finish.

Oof, that's not pretty.
When did Jerry capture this?

Day before she went missing.

Miami PD interviewed
all the housemates,

but Devon never mentioned it.

Probably some rookie detective

that got tongue-tied around
a bunch of pretty girls.

Actually, I thought my
questions were pretty thorough.

Ray?

Wait, you're Ray?

The Ray? Her Ray?

Abby, Eve, Bus,

this is Detective Ray Goodson,
Miami Metro PD.

What, there wasn't
enough crime in Tampa?

When'd you transfer back?

Six weeks ago.

I missed... Miami.

Gabriella Tucker,
I caught that case.

Yeah, well, her parents
hired us two days ago.

That usually means they're not
feeling their tax dollars at work.

Listen, we got
everybody from Rihanna

to the Russian First Lady
in town for Fashion Week.

Sure you don't mind
the helping hand, then.

Not when you almost
drown the prime suspect.

The guy had an alibi.
We cut him loose.

Usually, the best private
detectives work within the law.

Actually, the best private
detectives solve the case.

Can I have a minute
with you? Alone?

Okay, who is this guy?
Give me the quick download.

They were engaged.
She got busted.

He broke it off,
transferred to Tampa.

They haven't really
spoken since.

Double whammy...

She lost her job and
fiance in a two week span.

Yep.

She still into him?

She hasn't given
the ring back yet.

Look who it is.
You all right?

Yeah.

He said, back off.
I said, hell, no.

End of story.

Good girl.

Well, we've done a
little research on Devon,

Gabriella's roommate.

She hails from
East Lansing, Michigan.

Been in Miami three years.

Works steadily but isn't
on the supermodel track.

According to her Facebook page,

she's on the hunt
for a new roommate.

Guys, look at this house.

Someone's gotta
have a trust fund.

Not Devon.
Her parents are schoolteachers.

How do a group
of struggling models

afford a mini-palace
in this zip code?

I don't know, but Devon's got some
pretty specific roommate requirements,

all the way down to dress size.

It looks like Abby
fits the bill perfectly.

Getting into that house
is the best way

to find out what
happened to Gabriella.

And how exactly do I
land on Devon's radar?

Leave that up to me, my camera,

and Charlie pulling
a few strings.

Come on. come on.

I'm not getting any younger.
Let's go, babe. Let's go!

Pop the hip.
I want pop the hip.

Get in it.
There we go.

Smile with your eyes.
Work. Work.

You know what, Devon?
I'm not feeling it. Okay, babe?

Selling fun.
Fun in the sun.

Own it, baby.

Okay, uh...
You know what?

Blondie? You.

Jump in. Let's go.

Come on, come on.

Okay, girls.
Look alive. Look alive.

Give me fierce, fierce, fierce.

Yeah, I need more, I need more!

Sorry.

Okay. Stop. Stop, stop, stop.
I'm sorry.

Where are you from?
The bus from nowhere?

God, this is painful.
Here, take five!

I'm so sorry.
This is so, so stressful.

I... It's not
like this back home.

Yeah?
Where are you from?

Um, East Lansing.

Capital of cold.
It's pretty different here.

Seriously?

I grew up in Haselt,
went to Saint Mary's.

No way. That's amazing.
I went to East.

I'm Abby.
Devon Ross.

Hi. It is so nice
to meet you.

Don't let this photographer
get you down.

They're all prima donnas.

All of them.
Like, every single one of them.

Hey, Abby!

What?

I want your stuff
out of my apartment.

Eve... Eve,
what's going on?

Your rent check bounced
for the last time.

I'm sick of it.

No, no, l... l... l just
booked a job.

I can give you the
money, I promise.

No, it's too late,
because I don't care about any of that.

I'm not running
a frigging charity here,

so I want you out
of my apartment tonight

or your stuff is in the streets.

Got that?
You broke-ass model.

Oh, my God.
I'm so embarrassed.

I can't believe
this is happening.

What is this?

I'm really sorry. Okay?
I'm really, really sorry.

That was so unprofessional.
It won't happen again.

Yeah. It was.
You're fired.

What?
Fired.

Get her out of here!

\'m somfi.!

I'm sorry.

Don't sweat it.

I mean, you should know how
many rent checks I bounced

when I was starting out.

I'm officially
jobless and homeless.

Let me help you.

I mean, I was you until
somebody helped me out.

I have an extra
room in my house.

I'm looking to rent it.

Pool, hot tub, cool
roommates, you'll love it.

That sounds really
amazing, but I really...

I... I can't afford it, so...

I'm sure we can
work something out.

Michigan girls
gotta stick together.

Here.

Call me.

Thank you.

I... I really, really
appreciate this.

Oh. Of course.

All right.
I'm just gonna get my...

I'm in.

I found another candidate.

She's perfect.

I know I said that
about Gabriella.

Just trust me.

Devon, this house is amazing.

Size matters.

Hey, girls.

Are those textbooks?

DEVON". When we're
not on the runway,

we're studying economic theory
and ambush marketing tactics.

We're all enrolled in business
classes at Miami University.

This ends. This doesn't.

Body like Gisele,
head like Oprah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
but I wanna know

if she knows anything about
Gabriella's disappearance.

Modeling is a business
and a stepping stone.

Don't you have agents
to help you with that?

Have to learn how to take
care of yourself, Abby,

sometimes, even physically.

John's our new
krav maga trainer.

Sometimes,
a good axe kick comes in handy.

And all the bedrooms
are up here.

Whose room's that?

Gabriella's.
It's really sad.

She's been missing
for, like, three days.

Missing like kidnapped missing?

No. Like, nobody knows.

That's crazy. Um...

When was the last
time you saw her?

Friday night, maybe.

What was she like?

She's really sweet.

I mean, she bought our gardener
cupcakes for his birthday...

That kind of sweet.

I'm sure she's fine.

This is you.

Devon, this is awesome,
but, l... l mean...

There's no way
I can afford this.

L... l'm not even remotely
in your league.

I haven't even booked
my next job yet.

Trust me,
everything's gonna work out.

Thank you.

It's official.

Devon lied about seeing
Gabriella three days ago.

She definitely knows something
about her disappearance.

I say we drag her ass
back to the office,

shove Ben & Jerry's down
her throat until she talks.

Okay.

As much fun as that sounds,

we need hard proof
that Devon's involved.

If we reveal
ourselves too early,

we could endanger
Gabriella's life.

I need to get
into Gabriella's room,

but there's a police
seal on the door.

We can't break it.

You have any ideas?

Yeah.

I'm just gonna need
Bosley to distract 'em.

Okay, so one of the
principles of krav maga

is defending and counterattacking
at the same time,

so we're gonna work on
this move right here.

It's three moves.

Defend, knee, elbow.

Defend, knee,
step through, elbow.

Good. Now I want you to
exhale on each move. Ready?

Defend, knee...

Good. Good, good.

Again, here we go,
and one, two, three.

Nice. Can we take a break?
I'm tired.

No, wait, wait, um, not yet.

Uh, part of krav maga
is mental endurance.

Close your eyes.

All right, now we're gonna
do the same technique,

and I want you to visualize
yourself doing it perfectly.

All right. Here we go.
Same moves again.

And... Defend, knee, elbow.

Make sure you keep breathing.

Deep breaths in and out.
And go. One, two, three.

Okay. Great. Okay.
Open your eyes.

That was really good,

and now, out of respect,
we're gonna do a bow.

Stand by to receive image
via Dolce & Gabbana.

Model on the outside,
little girl on the inside.

Police tossed her room
pretty good, huh?

Yeah, they left their scent
here like lions 0n the Serengeti.

It's Ray's case.

No female intuition
when searching a room.

Well, every girl
has a secret, right?

She keeps all her shoeboxes.

What is that, a model thing?

Eh, shoes are like sushi,
they don't travel well.

Some women only fly them
in their original boxes,

me being one of them.

Wait.

Fifteen pairs of shoes, only fourteen
boxes. There's a box missing.

Abbs?

Yves Saint Laurent.

What are you,
the shoe whisperer?

She got a gift.

High-end footwear and I
have a special relationship.

The prodigal YSL box.

Hello.

There's got to be at least
$100,000 in here.

And...

a deed to a condo
she closed last week.

Coconut Grove.

6791 Orange Boulevard.

It's in her parents' names.

That must have been the surprise

she was talking
about in the video.

The girls have company,

the kind that entes
without knocking.

I gotta get back to my room.

Mitch, seriously, come on.

What's the big rush?

Can't you wait until
she's unpacked?

Time's a factor.
I have a potential client.

Mitch, wait.
Gabriella's been missing since Saturday.

What is going on?
Stay out of it, Devon.

And don't forget
who owns this house.

Your job is to find the
girls and not ask questions.

Hi. I was about to, uh, go for a run.
Who's this?

Abby, this is Mitch Dawson.

He's the attorney for all
the girls in the house.

You are quite the beauty, Abby.

Thank you.
That's very sweet.

Don't be embarrassed,

but I filled Mitch in on
all your financial problems.

I have an opportunity for
you to supplement your income

until your modeling career
really takes off.

Really?
Nothing sketchy?

Trust me, Abby,
it'll be the easiest money you ever make.

Let's talk details tonight over dinner.
8:00, China Grill.

Okay. Sounds nice.

Good. I'll see you then.

L_ley_ Hey-

So Mitch is a partner at a
boutique law firm downtown.

Guess his day job
isn't paying enough.

Sounds like he's running the
models as high-end escorts.

I don't know,

but his supplemental income
scheme certainly explains

why Gabriella can afford
a condo in Coconut Grove.

Mmm. Mmm.
We'll check it out.

Abbs.
Yo.

Wouldn't want you to starve.

No one's home.
No security system.

This is where Abby would
usually pick the lock.

Abby's not the only girl
who has a way with locks.

After you.

Not bad for a struggling model.

Not bad at all.

What are you doing here?

I traced some of Gabriella's
online purchases,

and this address
popped up. You?

Abby found the deed to this
place in Gabriella's bedroom.

I sealed that room myself.
How did she break in?

This is all you, Kate.

I'm gonna go check
the other rooms. Hi.

She also found $100,000 in cash.

What was Gabriella doing
with that kind of money?

She must have been in
way over her head.

Reminds me of someone.

God, don't start.

I did almost just shoot you.

That's a problem,
don't you think?

I think we're both
investigating the same case,

and instead of us working
together, you don't trust me.

It's not that I don't trust you.

I don't trust your decisions.

Breaking the law almost
destroyed you once, Kate.

Destroyed us.

I won't let you fall
like that again.

I'm not yours
to worry about anymore.

I will never
stop worrying about you.

Guys, come here.

It's Gabriella.

CHARUE". Angels,
I spoke to Gabriella's parents.

They appreciate
all of the hard work

you put into their
daughter's case.

I'm sure they'd
appreciate it a lot more

if we'd actually
found her alive.

The ME told me
Gabriella was murdered

the day before we came on board.

There was nothing
any of you could have done.

Yeah, I wish that made us
feel better, Charlie, but...

Yeah, I really thought
we'd bring her home.

We may not be able
to bring Gabriella back,

but we can figure out
why she died.

Yeah, and take down
whoever killed her.

We've got to
finish this, Charlie.

Where do we start, Angel?

Mitch Dawson,
our number one suspect.

Abby has a date
with him tonight.

I do.

Abby, you're about f0 walk info
whatever go! Gabriella killed.

Be very careful.

We've got her back, Charlie.

Always.

All right, is Abby late
or are we early?

It's Abby.

She runs on Abby time.

So Ray seems like
a really good cop.

The best in the department.

How long were you guys engaged?

Three years,
two months, one day.

Ah.

Not that anyone's counting.

Yeah.
Yeah.

We were two weeks away
from the wedding.

I'm so sorry.

When it was officially
over, he left...

Took everything.

Except the ring?

Except the ring.

How come you didn't
give it back?

I guess I thought...

Once I pulled my life together,

Ray would see that I'd changed.

And that he would give me...

Or us, a second chance.

Uh, she's here.

Okay.
If anything feels off,

just go to the bathroom
and we'll pull you out.

I'll be fine, Bos.

Abby.

You look amazing.
Thank you.

This way.

How about this table?
This looks cozy.

Nah, I got us something
a little more private.

Besides, you can't
seat three at that table.

There's someone else joining us?

Abby, a very important client of
mine, Mr. Obregon.

Hello. Nice to
meet you. Hi.

Please.

I, uh, took the liberty
of ordering champagne.

Oh, champagne.
What are we celebrating?

An opportunity that will
pay you $200,000 a year

while you kick-start
your modeling career.

$200,000..
That's an awful lot of money.

What... what do I
have to do?

Absolutely nothing.

Shop, book shoots,
work on your tan.

Mr. Obregon and I
will do the rest.

Will you marry me?

He has everything
a man could want...

Money, power,
just not a green card.

So you'll be legally married,

but there's no intimate contact.

All you have to do is take
some photographs together

and see each other
for INS interviews.

Look...

All the other girls in the house
are riding this gravy train.

Trust me, Abby, it is a win-win.

I'm really overwhelmed,
so, um, this...

Amazing diamond...

Can I just go to the bathroom
really quick? Excuse me.

Is there a problem?

No, no. They're, uh, they're all a
little nervous at first, but, um...

The money always
brings 'em around.

Figures the only time I ever get
proposed to is while undercover.

Gabriella was one of
Mitch's green card models.

Well, there's a reason
why Carlos Obregon

can't get a legal green card.

He's part of the Meiojas Cartel.

This guy's into
drug running, trafficking...

He's into everything.

So Mitch was setting up
the models with criminals.

You think Gabriella's phony
husband may have killed her?

Certainly a good candidate.

We need a name from Mitch.

Well, there is a bottle
of '89 Cristal on the table

and I'm wearing Alexander Wang.

Shouldn't take me more
than an hour to get it.

Who were you just talking to?

You a cop?

You really think I could
fit a badge in this dress?

You're gonna be
bleeding in that dress

if you don't
tell me who you are.

You really gonna
shoot me, Mitch?

I'm thinking about it.

Think faster.

The kids call it
a swirly, Mitch.

Give me the name
of Gabriella's husband.

I don't know.

We know about the money, Mitch.

We know about your little scam.

Ladies?

It's unanimous. Dunk him.

No. No.

All right, Mitch.
You ready to talk?

I can't.

You don't know
what he's capable of.

He'll kill me.

Yawn.

No. No.

John, I know Kate has
Mitch Dawson in there.

Who?

Are you really gonna
make me pull my badge?

At your own risk.

This is the ladies' room.

Don't make me call the cops.

Where is he?

You followed me.

I didn't. He did.

This is a murder
investigation now, Kate.

I can't have you conducting
rogue interrogations.

Officer.
You got to help me.

Thank you, Officer.

Look, I want to press charges.

These women assaulted me.

Shut up.
You're under arrest.

What?

You can talk to my lawyer.
I'm not saying jack.

Get him out of here.

All right.

What?

Mitch set up Gabriella
in a green card marriage scam.

Her phony husband
could be the murderer.

So Mitch knows this guy's
name, and he just lawyer-ed up.

Again, bad decisions, Kate.

Let Mitch file charges.

I don't care if I get arrested.

It's not just getting arrested.

Gabriella's killer
could walk because of you.

All of you.

He's right.

We just blew our only lead.

Maybe not our only lead.

There's somebody else
who can help us,

but, Bosley, I think we're gonna
try your charms on this one.

You're a good person, Devon.

That's why you're here.

I know Gabriella died because
of the green card scam.

She said she felt guilty
for taking the money,

like she was cheating her
way towards her dreams.

I told her she was being silly.

Who was she married to?

You really think her husband
could have done this?

It's a strong possibility, yes.

Marrying these guys wasn't
supposed to be dangerous.

Just a way to make
some extra money.

That's the funny thing
about pursuing our dreams.

Sometimes people
do get hurt along the way.

And then we lose sight
of the person we wanted to be.

Who do you want to be, Devon?

Right here, right now,

you have that choice.

I need a name.

Simon.

Simon Genks.

Thank you.

Simon Genks.

Got it.

Tall, dark, and gloomy.

Scored a job
at Caldwell Security,

courtesy of his green card.

Local address, Miami Shores.

Staged honeymoon shots.

Not this one.

Army buddy.
Check it out.

Time to find out if Simon
Genks is really Simon Genks.

Guys?

You see these grooves
on the floor?

Bingo.

Sniper rifle.
It's military-grade.

Straight out of Call of Duty.

If Gabriella stumbled
across this...

You okay?

Yeah, it's just a graze.

Simon's real name
is Nikolai Denko.

He's a Chechen war veteran
turned assassin.

Explains the sniper rifle.

His wife was killed
during the Chechen War.

He holds
the Russians responsible

and was behind the failed
assassination attempt

of the Russian
president himself.

You think he's planning an
assassination here in Miami?

Ray said the Russian First
Lady was here for Fashion Week.

He came here, got a green card,

and took a job
at a security firm.

He's been planning
this a long time.

We need to find
the Russian First Lady.

Police keep her
itinerary under wraps.

We need to contact the Miami PD.

If you want, I'll call him.

No. I'll do it.

I got here as soon as I could.

What's so important?

I need your help, Ray.

A man named Nikolai
Denko murdered Gabriella.

He's a Chechen hit man.

We think he's now targeting
the Russian First Lady.

How'd you get all this?

Working the case my way.

Do you know what happens if I call this
in, and you're wrong?

Ray, look...

I understand what you've been
saying about breaking the law,

but when it comes
to saving a life,

sometimes breaking the
rules is necessary.

So I'm asking you

do you trust me?

What do you need?

Where's the Russian First Lady?

She's watching the Haitian
cultural dance troupe

perform in Margaret Park.

Cops were called off guard duty.

Why?

The Russians hired
a private security firm,

Caldwell Security.

Nikolai works for Caldwell.

We got to go.

They want me to do another
sweep of the Villeroy Hotel.

Okay.

Genks is sweeping the hotel.

Guys, the First Lady's
in the front row.

Where's the best vantage
point for the sniper?

It's got to be
a rooftop somewhere.

The Villeroy Hotel.

He's on the balcony.

Go. We'll cover
the First Lady.

Got it.

Hey. Step away.

Somebody's trying to kill
the Russian First Lady.

We need to get through now.

And who are you?

We're private investigators.

Look, he's already
killed one person.

Show me your credentials now.

This is taking too long.

Hey.

Move. Move.

Get out of the way.

Get down!

Shoo“

Stop! Police!

Drop it!

On your knees.

Do as the lady says,
or I will shoot you.

That was Russian.
What'd he say?

He said, "You missed.
I'll do it myself."

Kate, tell me you got Nikolai.

Yes, but there's
a second shooter.

He's going after
the First Lady right now.

Anybody got eyes
on the second shooter?

You guys, the security guard
that just walked past me...

I know him.

He's closing in on you, Abby.
Bosley, you, too.

Nikolai's house...

That photo...
Bosley, the Caldwell guard,

he's the second shooter!

Nice shot.

Nikolai Denko has been charged

with the murder
of Gabriella Tucker.

What about Devon?

The DA took her cooperation
into consideration.

She'll get probation
for her part in the INS scam.

Good for her.

I know how much she'll
hate wearing prison orange.

I also received a call
from the Russian president,

thanking you
for saving his wife's life.

If you're Ever in Moscow,

you have an open dinner
invitation at the Kremli.

Do svkianya, Angels.

- Do sv/danya Charlie.
- Bye, Charlie.

Well, Moscow sounds great,

but until we party
in Red Square,

I will settle for a vodka at Ice.
What do you say?

Oh, you can count me in.

Why not?

Miss Kate?

Actually, I'm going
to Cafe Nuvo with...

Ray.

Mmm-hmm.
Sounds like a date.

It's casual. He just said,
"Let's grab dinner."

Bos, weigh in.

Who picked Cafe Nuvo?

He did.

Yeah. It's a date.

Have fun.

Enjoy.

Bye.

I almost thought you
weren't gonna show up.

Neither did l.

But I'm glad you did.

I want to apologize if I came off
as a jerk the past couple days.

I just care about you.

I get it, Ray.

You were just
looking out for me.

So...

I've been thinking, and, uh“.

I miss you.

I miss us.

I miss your smile.

I miss the way you look at me.

PL3Y~

So do I.

Why don't you seem happy?

Because I realize

I miss your approval.

I just... l wanted you to see
that I got my life back together.

But approval doesn't equal love.

I didn't ask for this back.

I know.

But if I hold onto it,
I'm just holding onto the past.

And I have to let it go.

Good-bye, Ray.