Flatland (2002): Season 1, Episode 13 - Episode #1.13 - full transcript
- Do not dwell in the
past.
Do not dream of the future.
Concentrate the mind
on the present moment.
My name is Smith.
Welcome to Flatland.
- When I first met the
Devil, his name was Khan.
Mine, Saint Michael.
The war for the soul of mankindhas raged for 3,000 years.
The battleground today is
Shanghai.
I have forced three young
Americans to work for me.
JT, a gangbanger.
Mr. Mitchell, a failed mob
lawyer.
And Amy Li, a beautiful young
woman.
They will ultimately discover
the history
when present and past collide
and where one misstep on eitherside
of the fourth dimension is
fatal.
In the world of Flatland,
where nothing is as it appears
to be,
my name is Smith, welcome to
Flatland.
- Do you like it?
- Well it certainly reminds me
of
things I'd thought I'd
forgotten.
- Picasso once said it took himfour years
to paint like Raphael
and a whole lifetime
to paint like a child.
You must be Miss Miles.
I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
- Oh Victoria Burns, it's a
pleasure.
Thank you for taking the time tosee me.
- Well your message said it wasurgent.
- Maybe yes, maybe no.
I'm representing the estate of
Nol Jagger.
- Jagger?
No bells are ringing.
- Really?
You purchased a piece of
property
that used to belong to Mister
Jagger.
- I did?
- Well more accurately the
corporation you control,
the Lasage group purchased it
which is a subsidiary of Trivantholding
subsidiary to et cetera, et
cetera.
- Jagger was it?
- Several hundred acres.
- Oh the lake house.
You know, would you like
to get out of the way here.
Why don't we go get a cup of
tea?
- Actually I'm gonna have to
hurry.
If you don't mind I'd like to
call you.
- Not at all.
- Miss Lee?
Thank you.
Excuse me you are Amy Lee,
aren't you?
- Yes.
- I thought so.
I'm Melissa Miles.
We met a few months ago at a
party.
- Oh I'm sorry.
- Oh you wouldn't remember,
the place was jammed.
All we really did was shake
hands.
- Well it was nice to bump intoyou again.
- Well actually I was
here looking for you.
I'm an attorney Miss Lee and
I was wondering if I could
ask you a few questions.
- Sure what about?
- Nol Jagger.
- Mister Jagger is...
- Yes I know missing, presumed
dead
which brings us to why I'm here.
I represent Mister Jagger's
estate
and you were friends weren't
you?
- That was a long time ago.
If you'll excuse me.
- Please.
I didn't come here to painful
memories,
just to ask a few questions.
I have been unable to
locate a single heir.
No next of kin at all, in fact.
- Well I certainly wasn't
related to him.
- Uncle, you got a minute?
- Looks like you need more thana minute.
Can you walk and talk at the
same time?
- I got attacked last night.
- Who was it?
- It was no one.
I was reading in my bed
and I heard something
and this dude, it...
Something attacked me.
With a sword, man.
I fought it.
I'm talking about a go to hell
fight.
- You and no one?
- No one with a sword.
- Must of been a Flatland.
- If it was Flatland, it was a
Flatland
I've never seen before
and I didn't even see it then.
- Perhaps it was a dream.
Your subconscious.
- Does this look like
my subconscious to you?
I got in some good licks too
but the point is, man,
I was fighting a sword.
There was nobody, no person.
- Tell me JT,
do you believe in ghosts?
- So you're the executor.
- Court appointed.
Our firm handled several of
Mister Jagger's businesses.
- What does any of this
have to do with me?
- Someone has access to
Mister Jagger's accounts.
There are millions of dollars
missing.
- Are you accusing me of theft?
- I'm not accusing you of
anything.
I'm just looking to you for somehelp.
Did you have any of
Jagger's account numbers
or no anybody who did?
- Of course not.
I never knew anything about
Mister Jagger's business.
- Really?
You knew him for months.
You even lived at one of his
estates.
- This conversation is over.
- I don't want to have to
force you to talk to me.
- Don't worry.
You can't.
- Oh I can.
I can open up a formal inquiry
and subpoena you to answer
my questions under oath.
- Do what you have to do.
- Look,
you were in love with this man.
Beautiful women fall in love
with wealthy men all the time.
Look, I don't know what
pain he may have caused you
but I swear I will get
my questions answered.
- Well if I ever talk to you
again
I'll have my own lawyer with me.
- So you think it's
another pissed off lawyer
comin' back from my past to
haunt me?
- But it's not like the others.
There's no form, no real body.
- Yeah well it hurt like it hadone.
- You saw nothing.
You were fighting it's
energy, not it's body.
- Let me tell you,
it's energy was kicking my ass.
- This is one powerful soul.
It's in transition.
Not really alive, not really
dead.
A ghost.
- Sure reminded me of Halloween.
I never like Halloween.
- This is not Halloween.
This is far more deadly.
- It's crazy, man.
Now what I don't understand
is what this thing
could possibly want from me.
- I think you'll know very
shortly.
- Just like before.
Then the wind came in and it wasgone.
But you saw it, right?
- I did.
- So now what?
- It's a message for you, JT.
One character says you're athief and the other says you're
a murderer.
- What?
- And I don't know which
is the more important.
- A thief and a murderer?
Come one uncle, I don't think
so.
I mean except for the fact
I may be lookin' to kill
whoever's doing this dumb game.
- You probably already have.
- Huh?
- Right in this very room is myguess.
- I killed somebody?
Here?
Who?
- Your whoever or whatever.
- This is nuts.
I just wanna know how
to get that off my wall.
- Find out what it wants.
Your ghost is communicating.
You must try and do the same.
- How the hell do I do that?
- This is your ghost and your
mystery, JT.
And I haven't the faintest idea.
- Amy Lee?
- What are you drinking?
- Vodka martini up with an
olive.
- Can I have a sip?
- Uh-huh.
- Thanks.
- Is that a new diet?
- You know, I feel like
I've been in bars all day.
I've got a problem.
- You did it?
It's okay, hey.
I'm here to help.
Take a seat.
The first step is to admit
that you're powerless
and your life has become
unmanageable.
- I'm serious.
I've got a lawyer on my ass.
- Well that really doesn't
surprise me
because you have a great ass.
- She's asking me questions.
- She is?
Well just know that
lawyers don't ask questions
that they already don't
know the answers to.
What's the subject matter?
- Jagger.
- Oh that narcissistic jerk.
- Yeah there's some money
missing and
she knows we were involved.
- Oh and she thinks you took it?
Did you?
- No!
- Alright, calm down.
Just asking.
- I thought you said lawyers
always knew the answers
to questions before they asked.
- Good lawyers.
Great lawyers know how to bend
the rules.
- Well I need your help.
- No no no no no.
Got proudly disbarred in
the state of New York, New
Jersey, and Pennsylvania.
- But you know the law.
- Yes, yes I know the law.
I know how to manipulate
the law, bend the law,
and occasionally break the law.
After that you're on your own.
- Look all I need is
someone to back me up.
This women's very aggressive.
- What's she look like?
- She's gorgeous.
- I think I need to meet this
lady.
- Miss Lee.
- Melissa Miles.
This is Quinton Mitchell,
my attorney as promised.
- Good afternoon.
So ladies why don't we take a
seat
to see if we can't sort this
out.
- So what firm are you
with Mister Mitchel.
- None I'm retired.
- Must be nice.
Who were you with?
- Just myself actually.
The one client in New York City.
So we're hear because of
some raided bank accounts.
Is that correct?
- Yes.
As executor of the estate
it's my responsibility to
find our what happened.
After Jagger's
disappearance I did a search
for heirs and family relations.
I interviewed dozens of people
but no direct links.
But the one name that kept
coming up,
the one person who was known
to have had a personal
relationship with him was Miss
Lee.
- I admitted that.
- What does a past relationshiphave to do
with missing funds?
- Jagger's account codes
were known only to him,
the various banks involved and
me.
Those are the recorded holders
but if Jagger whispered
something during pillow talk.
- I resent that.
He didn't tell me anything
and I didn't even know
what his businesses were.
- Yeah I find that real hard tobelieve
and I bet your lawyer does too.
- Excuse me?
- What you wanna object?
This isn't a courtroom
counselor.
You're not defending some mob
boss here.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Oh come on.
A single client practice in NewYork City?
You listen to me, both of you.
I'm the executor of this estate,
I'm the one legally responsiblefor it
and I'm not losing my
business or goin' to jail
because Jagger licked
her hungry little ear
while she slipped her
hand out of his pants
and put it into the cookie jar.
- I'd outta slam my hand right
down...
- Enough.
You can't prove one word of
this.
It's all circumstantial.
- You might be surprised about
that.
- Why now?
- Is it time?
- Was it you?
I didn't kill him.
- Let me show you something.
It's right here.
- A yo-yo?
- Oh yeah.
Hey man.
Walking the dog.
Hopping the fence?
Rocking the baby in the cradle.
Don't tell me that you never
had a fling with the string.
- I did when I was a kid.
- That's the problem.
Kids grow up and they stop
having fun.
- I guess I just gave up kids
toys.
- This baby wasn't born a toy.
Around the world it's an ancientweapon.
Started right here in China
and made it to Greece about 500BC
and Egypt too.
- So you asked me over here to
give me
a history lesson on the yo-yo?
- No, because you told
me you had a problem.
It's hard to even think about
him.
- You know who Jagger was.
- Right.
So who's money was it really?
Come on Amy Lee.
This is the good news.
Hands across America for this
one paid.
- Jagger was conned?
- Correct answer.
That's where the money went.
Back to the source.
- And whoever took it...
- It's Khan reincarnated.
So stop worrying about a
crime you didn't commit.
Help the lawyer and follow the
string
so we can stomp that son of
a bitch once and for all.
Rocking the baby.
- It burned like it was an
electric shock or something.
- Like a sin revisited?
- Uncle, I'm no thief.
And I'm not a murderer.
- Tell me about the warrior.
What did he look like?
- What did he look like?
I mean he looked like a warrior.
He carried a sword and when
he set it down he did it like
he was in a ceremony or
something.
- He did it with reverence.
- Yeah I guess something like
that.
- Did he look like this?
- That's the dude.
Where the hell did that come
from?
That wasn't there two seconds
ago.
- It was but you did not see it.
Like a ghost.
- Who is this guy?
- It's what he has that's
important.
- It's a sword.
It's not one of mine.
- That, in fact, is mine.
But there is another one
identical
and it belongs to Khan.
- Okay, two swords.
What's the point?
- They'll be used to fight
the last battle in Flatland.
- The last battle?
- As in final.
- It's been a long time.
Have you finally found what
you've been looking for?
Good then return it to me
and you can rest.
- He won't rest until
he's finished with you.
- Finished with what?
- If I had all the answers,
Flatland would be easy.
- Trust me I've checked this
out.
Besides, lawyers can smell eachother.
Oh what'd I tell you?
- Miss Miles?
- Hey.
- I think I owe you an apology.
- Oh feelings mutual.
- Maybe we can start over again.
- After our last meeting
maybe we should just
forget about each other.
- Are you saying my client
is no longer a suspect?
- Very good counselor.
- Mind if I ask why I
dropped of your radar?
- Yeah I took a careful
look into your finances
and unless you stuck it
all under the mattress,
you didn't take Jagger's money.
Besides someone else has
surfaced.
But hey, I'm really glad we
had a chance to clear the air.
- See you in court.
It's trouble.
- Follow the string.
- This could take forever.
You really think she found
somebody else?
- Yeah I know she did.
That's where she's going.
I mean look at her body
language.
- It's nice body language.
- Oh please.
- Look you know what?
Maybe you should draw back,
okay?
It's gonna be easier for
her to spot two of us.
Trust me, I used to do this as
evidence
when chicks used to
cheat on their husbands.
- Alright I'll follow
her from the other side.
Just stay with her.
- Hello Mister Mitchell.
- Hi there.
That's not my car.
- Yeah right.
Why are you following me?
- You're in danger.
I'm serious.
- And I'm touched.
- Melissa.
- Listen I can handle myself.
I can handle a cheap pick up.
I can also handle an embezzler.
- Nice job.
You sure have a way with women.
- She's not a women.
She's a lawyer.
- Well I'll lead.
We have to find out where she'sgoing.
- Are you here?
I know what you are.
Can you hear me?
Dammit.
Okay, okay.
I wanna talk.
We were enemies one time, right?
Enemies.
Yeah that's what I thought.
But was I the one that killed
you?
Okay somebody was bleeding.
But who?
You?
Or me?
What the hell you want now?
- It's not yours.
It has to be returned.
- Why?
- The owner wants it.
- You tell Khan if he wantsit, he can come get it himself.
I don't deal with servants and
lackeys.
- I'm asking you one more time.
- You can ask 'til the moon
turns blue.
I already gave you my answer.
- Mitchell.
- Hey, I love it when you call
me that.
- She stopped.
She got a phone call.
- Well good.
Maybe this is it.
- Think we should tell Smith?
- Why bother?
He acts like he knows everythinganyway.
- Not funny.
- Wasn't meant to be.
Listen I got a question for you.
- Yeah?
- Well when I was licensed I
got paid 600 bucks an hour.
You are planning on paying me,
right?
- No.
- Come on.
It doesn't have to be cash.
- She's moving.
Keep in touch.
- What do you think it is?
- Whatever it must be worth
fighting and dying over.
- That is true.
- This ones yours.
- Yes but look closely.
Mine has all it's parts.
- So this came off of Khan's
sword.
Of course on the rooftops.
It must have fallen off on the
rooftops.
That's where I found it in my
vision.
- Obviously you kept it.
- Took it back to my loft.
- Your theft.
- He came after it.
- Because he was his
guardian doing his duty.
And when he died trying,
you became a murderer.
- But why?
Over this rock?
- Not quite.
It's a symbol.
A symbol of power.
- This teeny tiny rock has
power?
- From the earth.
In Flatland that can mean a
difference
between winning and losing.
Life and death.
- Alright so what you're
saying is that Khan's sword
is in a light and a power
department.
- You might say that.
- That's good.
One less thing I have to worry
about him
trying to kill my ass with.
- Perhaps.
But I'm keeping it.
I suspect
you'll have at least one
more visit from your friend.
- What you talking 'bout, man?
He's dead.
- Only in this world.
Not in Flatland.
- She's headed to the pub.
She's either real brave or realstupid.
- Well she's not dumb but she isdesperate
so it must be important.
- You know what I don't get
is that somebody steals money
everybody just goes nuts.
Where's peoples priorities thesedays?
- Is that how you figured
it when stole from the mob?
- Excuse me but that moneys
dirty
and Jagger's is too.
I figure it's all fair game.
- Tell it to the judge.
- I did.
What?
- More trouble.
- Alright let's each take a
side.
- K.
- I told Victoria Burns I
wanted to only speak with her
and nobody else.
- I'm her representative.
- Terrific.
Well you can tell her from me
that I will see her tomorrow
or I'll let the police handle
it.
Do you understand?
- Oh, yes, perfectly well.
- Who are you?
- I told you
but you don't understand
who you're dealing with.
- What are you doing?
No!
No!
- Run Melissa.
Run!
- Let go!
- Sh it's Mitchell.
Melissa, Melissa, Melissa.
No Melissa.
- Alright the stones gone.
I don't know where it
is but I don't have it.
I do have one question though.
Are we quits or what?
I guess we are.
past.
Do not dream of the future.
Concentrate the mind
on the present moment.
My name is Smith.
Welcome to Flatland.
- When I first met the
Devil, his name was Khan.
Mine, Saint Michael.
The war for the soul of mankindhas raged for 3,000 years.
The battleground today is
Shanghai.
I have forced three young
Americans to work for me.
JT, a gangbanger.
Mr. Mitchell, a failed mob
lawyer.
And Amy Li, a beautiful young
woman.
They will ultimately discover
the history
when present and past collide
and where one misstep on eitherside
of the fourth dimension is
fatal.
In the world of Flatland,
where nothing is as it appears
to be,
my name is Smith, welcome to
Flatland.
- Do you like it?
- Well it certainly reminds me
of
things I'd thought I'd
forgotten.
- Picasso once said it took himfour years
to paint like Raphael
and a whole lifetime
to paint like a child.
You must be Miss Miles.
I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
- Oh Victoria Burns, it's a
pleasure.
Thank you for taking the time tosee me.
- Well your message said it wasurgent.
- Maybe yes, maybe no.
I'm representing the estate of
Nol Jagger.
- Jagger?
No bells are ringing.
- Really?
You purchased a piece of
property
that used to belong to Mister
Jagger.
- I did?
- Well more accurately the
corporation you control,
the Lasage group purchased it
which is a subsidiary of Trivantholding
subsidiary to et cetera, et
cetera.
- Jagger was it?
- Several hundred acres.
- Oh the lake house.
You know, would you like
to get out of the way here.
Why don't we go get a cup of
tea?
- Actually I'm gonna have to
hurry.
If you don't mind I'd like to
call you.
- Not at all.
- Miss Lee?
Thank you.
Excuse me you are Amy Lee,
aren't you?
- Yes.
- I thought so.
I'm Melissa Miles.
We met a few months ago at a
party.
- Oh I'm sorry.
- Oh you wouldn't remember,
the place was jammed.
All we really did was shake
hands.
- Well it was nice to bump intoyou again.
- Well actually I was
here looking for you.
I'm an attorney Miss Lee and
I was wondering if I could
ask you a few questions.
- Sure what about?
- Nol Jagger.
- Mister Jagger is...
- Yes I know missing, presumed
dead
which brings us to why I'm here.
I represent Mister Jagger's
estate
and you were friends weren't
you?
- That was a long time ago.
If you'll excuse me.
- Please.
I didn't come here to painful
memories,
just to ask a few questions.
I have been unable to
locate a single heir.
No next of kin at all, in fact.
- Well I certainly wasn't
related to him.
- Uncle, you got a minute?
- Looks like you need more thana minute.
Can you walk and talk at the
same time?
- I got attacked last night.
- Who was it?
- It was no one.
I was reading in my bed
and I heard something
and this dude, it...
Something attacked me.
With a sword, man.
I fought it.
I'm talking about a go to hell
fight.
- You and no one?
- No one with a sword.
- Must of been a Flatland.
- If it was Flatland, it was a
Flatland
I've never seen before
and I didn't even see it then.
- Perhaps it was a dream.
Your subconscious.
- Does this look like
my subconscious to you?
I got in some good licks too
but the point is, man,
I was fighting a sword.
There was nobody, no person.
- Tell me JT,
do you believe in ghosts?
- So you're the executor.
- Court appointed.
Our firm handled several of
Mister Jagger's businesses.
- What does any of this
have to do with me?
- Someone has access to
Mister Jagger's accounts.
There are millions of dollars
missing.
- Are you accusing me of theft?
- I'm not accusing you of
anything.
I'm just looking to you for somehelp.
Did you have any of
Jagger's account numbers
or no anybody who did?
- Of course not.
I never knew anything about
Mister Jagger's business.
- Really?
You knew him for months.
You even lived at one of his
estates.
- This conversation is over.
- I don't want to have to
force you to talk to me.
- Don't worry.
You can't.
- Oh I can.
I can open up a formal inquiry
and subpoena you to answer
my questions under oath.
- Do what you have to do.
- Look,
you were in love with this man.
Beautiful women fall in love
with wealthy men all the time.
Look, I don't know what
pain he may have caused you
but I swear I will get
my questions answered.
- Well if I ever talk to you
again
I'll have my own lawyer with me.
- So you think it's
another pissed off lawyer
comin' back from my past to
haunt me?
- But it's not like the others.
There's no form, no real body.
- Yeah well it hurt like it hadone.
- You saw nothing.
You were fighting it's
energy, not it's body.
- Let me tell you,
it's energy was kicking my ass.
- This is one powerful soul.
It's in transition.
Not really alive, not really
dead.
A ghost.
- Sure reminded me of Halloween.
I never like Halloween.
- This is not Halloween.
This is far more deadly.
- It's crazy, man.
Now what I don't understand
is what this thing
could possibly want from me.
- I think you'll know very
shortly.
- Just like before.
Then the wind came in and it wasgone.
But you saw it, right?
- I did.
- So now what?
- It's a message for you, JT.
One character says you're athief and the other says you're
a murderer.
- What?
- And I don't know which
is the more important.
- A thief and a murderer?
Come one uncle, I don't think
so.
I mean except for the fact
I may be lookin' to kill
whoever's doing this dumb game.
- You probably already have.
- Huh?
- Right in this very room is myguess.
- I killed somebody?
Here?
Who?
- Your whoever or whatever.
- This is nuts.
I just wanna know how
to get that off my wall.
- Find out what it wants.
Your ghost is communicating.
You must try and do the same.
- How the hell do I do that?
- This is your ghost and your
mystery, JT.
And I haven't the faintest idea.
- Amy Lee?
- What are you drinking?
- Vodka martini up with an
olive.
- Can I have a sip?
- Uh-huh.
- Thanks.
- Is that a new diet?
- You know, I feel like
I've been in bars all day.
I've got a problem.
- You did it?
It's okay, hey.
I'm here to help.
Take a seat.
The first step is to admit
that you're powerless
and your life has become
unmanageable.
- I'm serious.
I've got a lawyer on my ass.
- Well that really doesn't
surprise me
because you have a great ass.
- She's asking me questions.
- She is?
Well just know that
lawyers don't ask questions
that they already don't
know the answers to.
What's the subject matter?
- Jagger.
- Oh that narcissistic jerk.
- Yeah there's some money
missing and
she knows we were involved.
- Oh and she thinks you took it?
Did you?
- No!
- Alright, calm down.
Just asking.
- I thought you said lawyers
always knew the answers
to questions before they asked.
- Good lawyers.
Great lawyers know how to bend
the rules.
- Well I need your help.
- No no no no no.
Got proudly disbarred in
the state of New York, New
Jersey, and Pennsylvania.
- But you know the law.
- Yes, yes I know the law.
I know how to manipulate
the law, bend the law,
and occasionally break the law.
After that you're on your own.
- Look all I need is
someone to back me up.
This women's very aggressive.
- What's she look like?
- She's gorgeous.
- I think I need to meet this
lady.
- Miss Lee.
- Melissa Miles.
This is Quinton Mitchell,
my attorney as promised.
- Good afternoon.
So ladies why don't we take a
seat
to see if we can't sort this
out.
- So what firm are you
with Mister Mitchel.
- None I'm retired.
- Must be nice.
Who were you with?
- Just myself actually.
The one client in New York City.
So we're hear because of
some raided bank accounts.
Is that correct?
- Yes.
As executor of the estate
it's my responsibility to
find our what happened.
After Jagger's
disappearance I did a search
for heirs and family relations.
I interviewed dozens of people
but no direct links.
But the one name that kept
coming up,
the one person who was known
to have had a personal
relationship with him was Miss
Lee.
- I admitted that.
- What does a past relationshiphave to do
with missing funds?
- Jagger's account codes
were known only to him,
the various banks involved and
me.
Those are the recorded holders
but if Jagger whispered
something during pillow talk.
- I resent that.
He didn't tell me anything
and I didn't even know
what his businesses were.
- Yeah I find that real hard tobelieve
and I bet your lawyer does too.
- Excuse me?
- What you wanna object?
This isn't a courtroom
counselor.
You're not defending some mob
boss here.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Oh come on.
A single client practice in NewYork City?
You listen to me, both of you.
I'm the executor of this estate,
I'm the one legally responsiblefor it
and I'm not losing my
business or goin' to jail
because Jagger licked
her hungry little ear
while she slipped her
hand out of his pants
and put it into the cookie jar.
- I'd outta slam my hand right
down...
- Enough.
You can't prove one word of
this.
It's all circumstantial.
- You might be surprised about
that.
- Why now?
- Is it time?
- Was it you?
I didn't kill him.
- Let me show you something.
It's right here.
- A yo-yo?
- Oh yeah.
Hey man.
Walking the dog.
Hopping the fence?
Rocking the baby in the cradle.
Don't tell me that you never
had a fling with the string.
- I did when I was a kid.
- That's the problem.
Kids grow up and they stop
having fun.
- I guess I just gave up kids
toys.
- This baby wasn't born a toy.
Around the world it's an ancientweapon.
Started right here in China
and made it to Greece about 500BC
and Egypt too.
- So you asked me over here to
give me
a history lesson on the yo-yo?
- No, because you told
me you had a problem.
It's hard to even think about
him.
- You know who Jagger was.
- Right.
So who's money was it really?
Come on Amy Lee.
This is the good news.
Hands across America for this
one paid.
- Jagger was conned?
- Correct answer.
That's where the money went.
Back to the source.
- And whoever took it...
- It's Khan reincarnated.
So stop worrying about a
crime you didn't commit.
Help the lawyer and follow the
string
so we can stomp that son of
a bitch once and for all.
Rocking the baby.
- It burned like it was an
electric shock or something.
- Like a sin revisited?
- Uncle, I'm no thief.
And I'm not a murderer.
- Tell me about the warrior.
What did he look like?
- What did he look like?
I mean he looked like a warrior.
He carried a sword and when
he set it down he did it like
he was in a ceremony or
something.
- He did it with reverence.
- Yeah I guess something like
that.
- Did he look like this?
- That's the dude.
Where the hell did that come
from?
That wasn't there two seconds
ago.
- It was but you did not see it.
Like a ghost.
- Who is this guy?
- It's what he has that's
important.
- It's a sword.
It's not one of mine.
- That, in fact, is mine.
But there is another one
identical
and it belongs to Khan.
- Okay, two swords.
What's the point?
- They'll be used to fight
the last battle in Flatland.
- The last battle?
- As in final.
- It's been a long time.
Have you finally found what
you've been looking for?
Good then return it to me
and you can rest.
- He won't rest until
he's finished with you.
- Finished with what?
- If I had all the answers,
Flatland would be easy.
- Trust me I've checked this
out.
Besides, lawyers can smell eachother.
Oh what'd I tell you?
- Miss Miles?
- Hey.
- I think I owe you an apology.
- Oh feelings mutual.
- Maybe we can start over again.
- After our last meeting
maybe we should just
forget about each other.
- Are you saying my client
is no longer a suspect?
- Very good counselor.
- Mind if I ask why I
dropped of your radar?
- Yeah I took a careful
look into your finances
and unless you stuck it
all under the mattress,
you didn't take Jagger's money.
Besides someone else has
surfaced.
But hey, I'm really glad we
had a chance to clear the air.
- See you in court.
It's trouble.
- Follow the string.
- This could take forever.
You really think she found
somebody else?
- Yeah I know she did.
That's where she's going.
I mean look at her body
language.
- It's nice body language.
- Oh please.
- Look you know what?
Maybe you should draw back,
okay?
It's gonna be easier for
her to spot two of us.
Trust me, I used to do this as
evidence
when chicks used to
cheat on their husbands.
- Alright I'll follow
her from the other side.
Just stay with her.
- Hello Mister Mitchell.
- Hi there.
That's not my car.
- Yeah right.
Why are you following me?
- You're in danger.
I'm serious.
- And I'm touched.
- Melissa.
- Listen I can handle myself.
I can handle a cheap pick up.
I can also handle an embezzler.
- Nice job.
You sure have a way with women.
- She's not a women.
She's a lawyer.
- Well I'll lead.
We have to find out where she'sgoing.
- Are you here?
I know what you are.
Can you hear me?
Dammit.
Okay, okay.
I wanna talk.
We were enemies one time, right?
Enemies.
Yeah that's what I thought.
But was I the one that killed
you?
Okay somebody was bleeding.
But who?
You?
Or me?
What the hell you want now?
- It's not yours.
It has to be returned.
- Why?
- The owner wants it.
- You tell Khan if he wantsit, he can come get it himself.
I don't deal with servants and
lackeys.
- I'm asking you one more time.
- You can ask 'til the moon
turns blue.
I already gave you my answer.
- Mitchell.
- Hey, I love it when you call
me that.
- She stopped.
She got a phone call.
- Well good.
Maybe this is it.
- Think we should tell Smith?
- Why bother?
He acts like he knows everythinganyway.
- Not funny.
- Wasn't meant to be.
Listen I got a question for you.
- Yeah?
- Well when I was licensed I
got paid 600 bucks an hour.
You are planning on paying me,
right?
- No.
- Come on.
It doesn't have to be cash.
- She's moving.
Keep in touch.
- What do you think it is?
- Whatever it must be worth
fighting and dying over.
- That is true.
- This ones yours.
- Yes but look closely.
Mine has all it's parts.
- So this came off of Khan's
sword.
Of course on the rooftops.
It must have fallen off on the
rooftops.
That's where I found it in my
vision.
- Obviously you kept it.
- Took it back to my loft.
- Your theft.
- He came after it.
- Because he was his
guardian doing his duty.
And when he died trying,
you became a murderer.
- But why?
Over this rock?
- Not quite.
It's a symbol.
A symbol of power.
- This teeny tiny rock has
power?
- From the earth.
In Flatland that can mean a
difference
between winning and losing.
Life and death.
- Alright so what you're
saying is that Khan's sword
is in a light and a power
department.
- You might say that.
- That's good.
One less thing I have to worry
about him
trying to kill my ass with.
- Perhaps.
But I'm keeping it.
I suspect
you'll have at least one
more visit from your friend.
- What you talking 'bout, man?
He's dead.
- Only in this world.
Not in Flatland.
- She's headed to the pub.
She's either real brave or realstupid.
- Well she's not dumb but she isdesperate
so it must be important.
- You know what I don't get
is that somebody steals money
everybody just goes nuts.
Where's peoples priorities thesedays?
- Is that how you figured
it when stole from the mob?
- Excuse me but that moneys
dirty
and Jagger's is too.
I figure it's all fair game.
- Tell it to the judge.
- I did.
What?
- More trouble.
- Alright let's each take a
side.
- K.
- I told Victoria Burns I
wanted to only speak with her
and nobody else.
- I'm her representative.
- Terrific.
Well you can tell her from me
that I will see her tomorrow
or I'll let the police handle
it.
Do you understand?
- Oh, yes, perfectly well.
- Who are you?
- I told you
but you don't understand
who you're dealing with.
- What are you doing?
No!
No!
- Run Melissa.
Run!
- Let go!
- Sh it's Mitchell.
Melissa, Melissa, Melissa.
No Melissa.
- Alright the stones gone.
I don't know where it
is but I don't have it.
I do have one question though.
Are we quits or what?
I guess we are.