Highlander: The Raven (1998–1999): Season 1, Episode 6 - Birthright - full transcript
Amanda attempts to steal a medallion that was once given to her by a former slave who she befriended, but the job is interrupted by two other thieves who trip the alarm. When one of the thieves turns up dead, only to walk away later, Nick begins to wonder if he's immortal, but Amanda doesn't think so because she didn't detect him. As Amanda continues her search for the medallion, which leads her right to the thief, she finds out what he is really after.
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- Damn!
- What the hell's goin' on?
Move! Move it!
She is immortal.
A thousand years old
and she cannot die.
A creature of legend...
like the raven,
a thief who stole the sun
and the moon.
They sent a warrior
to bring her back.
He found her.
Together, they brought back
light to the world.
I was a cop.
To me she was just a thief,
another day on the job.
But she wasn't--
She changed my life,
changed everything.
And both of us knew
from that moment on,
nothing would ever be
the same.
Wait a minute, darling.
It gets better.
I had to toss
most of my gear--
the grapple hooks,
the new winch I bought--
it's all history.
All because of a couple
of amateurs.
He didn't even know
he was stepping onto
a weight-sensitive floor.
Uno momento.
I'm not getting sentimental,
Lucy.
You know me. I just
want what I want
when I want it.
I am so tired of hearing
what the old Amanda
would've done.
I'm the old Amanda.
Coming! Lucy, please,
quit worrying.
I love you too.
Please tell your sister
I hope she gets better soon.
All right?
I'll call you later.
Bye-bye.
Hi. Isn't it, like,
6:30 in the morning
or something?
It's kind of early.
I was in the neighborhood.
Coffee?
Not unless it's ice.
The heat wave's killing me.
Is it bothering you?
Don't change the subject.
Ah, was there
a subject to change?
Look, I'd love to sit
and have breakfast
with you, but I'm tired.
Must've been
a late night.
Evidently.
Where'd you go?
I don't think that's
any of your business.
Oh, it's a cheese
Danish, my favorite!
Amanda.
What? Are you writing
a story or something?
About the Waterview
Auction House.
You know the one.
Waterview Auction House.
That would be the auction house
with a view of the water.
Yeah, I've been
by there a couple
of times.
On one of those drive-bys,
you didn't happen to smash open
a few glass cases, did you?
You have a magnificent
imagination. I do love
a good piece of fiction.
Actually, it's a true crime.
It just happened.
Oh, really?
There was a heist
there last night.
Fits your M. O.
A little sloppy though.
Figure maybe you were
in a real hurry.
Good-bye, Nick.
Tell me you had
nothing to do with it.
Would you please
quit doing this.
Do what?
Interrogate me.
Then tell me
you had nothing
to do with it.
I had nothing
to do with it.
Tell me again.
Look, I'm going to bed
because I'm very sleepy.
I think you know
the way out.
Where were you
last night?
I had a date.
Didn't happen to be
with the guy they fished
out of the lake this morning?
Are you still here?
Who was he?
How the hell
would I know?
If someone was fished
out of the lake, it has
nothing to do with me.
Well, when you're a cop,
little details
tend to bother you.
You're not a cop.
Like finding
small pieces of glass
in somebody's hair.
Makes you wonder
how it got there.
Maybe they cut open
a skylight.
Didn't I ask you
to leave?
Fine.
You dig yourself
out of this one.
I'm done!
No thanks.
I find it unnatural...
to chew something
I have no intention
of swallowing.
Been reading your file.
And your lips
didn't get too tired?
Smart mouth.
It was you who stole
the Marshall Collection.
Really?
And before that you hit
the Federal Savings.
And before that
I stole the Star of India
from the Duke of Wellington.
Is this a confession?
Yes.
It was 1819--
Maybe it was 1820.
Hm. Smart lady.
We know you slipped
through a few nets
in the past.
Dumb cops. Got lucky.
You won't again.
I wouldn't be too sure.
We got your gear.
Oh, yeah? Did you
get some prints?
I guess not. Oh, my God,
am I using that monogram
stuff again?
Nick I. D. 'd it for us.
Nick who?
You think
he'll stick by you?
Not a chance. Lookin'
out for number one,
that's our Nicky.
That's what he does.
Oh, my God.
I am so confused.
I'm just not sure
who to trust.
You know, it's a shame.
A pretty woman like you,
10, 20 years
in the can,
you'll hardly
recognize yourself.
You'd be surprised.
Have it your way.
But you're takin'
the fall for this one.
Only question is:
Do you wanna take it alone?
Where'd you get
this tie?
What happened to you,
Wolfe? You're one of us,
for God's sake.
Not anymore.
Your call, not mine.
You know, Frost
and some of the others...
think you're in it
with her.
Really? What do you
think?
I don't know.
Beats the hell out
of workin' for a livin'.
- Who's the guy who died?
- You're wasting your time--
And, more importantly,
you're wasting mine.
Hey, Wolfe, your
girlfriend just rolled.
Remember how I taught you
not to blink when you lie?
- You blinked.
- Screw you.
I laid it out for her,
and she signed
on the dotted line.
- She signed? She
still got all her teeth?
- Son of a bi--
All right.
Get out.
Later.
Now!
What?
He's a good cop.
He does his job.
He remembers
only what you tell him.
You were a good cop too.
I'm tryin' to help you
here, Nick.
How deep are you
in this?
We done here?
Is she really worth
pissing it all away for?
Weatherman's
predicting another scorcher.
Keep those A. C. 's cranked up.
Well, that's a good way
to get yourself dead.
- You're supposed to be dead.
- Where is it?
Hey, they said
you drowned.
Yeah? Well, they were wrong.
How did you do it?
It doesn't matter.
Give me what I paid for.
I didn't get it.
Sorry. You lose.
What the hell
are you doin', man?
Now,
I'm gonna begin calmly.
I only care about one thing
and you knew that.
Now, I want you to explain,
in terms I can understand,
why you leave it behind.
Put the blade down, Simon.
I'm gonna make you--
We are gonna...
go back for it.
Not if you kill me.
Well, if that auction
house sold it or that
woman got it,
yes, I will.
Okay, just relax.
If she has it, we'll
find her, okay?
You know where she is?
There's only a c-couple
of people...
in town who could've
pulled that off.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Huh?
Cut the crap. What
the hell were you doin'?
Leave me alone.
I took a walk
down to evidence.
I saw the winch.
I saw the cutters.
I recognize that stuff.
It's yours.
This has nothing
to do with you,
okay?
No, not okay.
I told them I'd
never seen it before.
What is it, you're broke?
You need the money?
No. Look, I'm sorry...
- you're in the middle of this.
- What the hell
is so important anyway?
Move along, now.
Bales are almost loaded.
Hurry up.
Stay in line.
Eyes forward.
Look sharp there.
Maintain an orderly
queue.
Excuse me, sir.
Has theMaria Rose
set sail?
She departs with
the evening tide--
but not for your kind.
Not as passengers--
cargo, perhaps.
Not as passengers.
Here, a deed and papers
of manumission.
Our former masters
passed away.
They bestowed us
with 50 acres of land--
our very own--
free and clear.
A few pieces of paper--
worthless.
But arrangements have
been made on our behalf
for one-way passages.
If you would just
check the ship's manifest.
If you want the land
that badly,
then swim for it.
- Marcel.
- What's this? A challenge?
On your knees.
Never again, sir.
Marcel, think
of the children, hmm?
No!
On your knees, slave!
- No, please!
-
Move away, Louise.
- Do as he says, woman.
- We are very sorry, sir.
We did not mean
any disrespect. Please.
Please, spare
my husband's life.
They're unarmed.
I'm not.
A gentleman does not
duel with a lady.
Well, then, you should
have no problem.
They'll be joining me
on theMaria Rose
as my guests.
I'm sure you'll make
the necessary arrangements.
Try moving your lips.
Yes, I shall see to it.
Excellent. I'd force you
to apologize, but you're
not worthy of their forgiveness.
Please accept
our deepest gratitude.
You're quite welcome.
Louise. This is
my husband, Marcel.
We are deeply
in your debt, miss.
- Amanda.
- How can we repay you,
Miss Amanda?
- It's not necessary.
- Please, Miss Amanda,
you must tell us how.
All right. If you insist.
From now on,
call me "Amanda"--
just that, Amanda.
Come on.
If he gives you
any trouble at all,
promise you'll come to me.
Thank you
for your kindness.
Are you gonna
talk to me about this?
Would you just
let it go?
That's code for "Immortal. "
He's not an Immortal.
I swear-- I'm telling you
the truth.
The corpse just gets up
and walks away.
If that's not an Immortal,
I don't know what is.
Right.
He's the lead story
in every newspaper.
Who is he?
I told you;
I don't know.
I thought you said
he wasn't immortal.
He isn't.
Right. They found
a cure for drowning.
He's not an Immortal.
I would've sensed him.
I didn't sense him.
So what were you two after?
Or were you just out
working on spec?
Nick, I told you
I didn't see him
before last night.
Okay, we've established
that. You've never
seen him before.
You work alone.
He broke in separately.
Who got there first?
I did.
You did. Okay.
He surprised you.
That's why you hit and ran.
No, that was his partner.
Partner? You guys
holding a convention?
I told you.
Where you going?
Away from you!
Wait a minute.
What?
You're not getting off
so easy.
What are you gonna do,
arrest me? I don't have to
answer to you or anyone.
Why do you do it?
Why do I do what?
After all this time,
why are you still
just a thief?
Why are you still
a cop?
I'm not.
You could be
anything you wanted,
something better.
In 1,200 years, you could've
been anything you wanted.
Hey, you!
Come on! After her!
It's her!
That's your perspective
on history?
- That's the truth.
- The truth.
Let me tell you something
about the truth.
It's an overvalued commodity.
It changes
with your perspective,
and it mutates with time.
What are you laughing at?
You bob and weave more
than Ali in his prime.
Why don't you just
answer the question.
Why do you do it?
You wouldn't understand.
Try me.
Do you know what they called
women in the Middle Ages...
who tried to better
their lives,
who demanded respect?
They called them "witches,"
and they burned them
at the stake.
Now, the men who traveled
from town to town
and sold their services...
they called "Knight Errants"
or "Ronins" or "Mercenaries. "
The women-- they called
"whores. "
Spoken like a true con.
"It wasn't my fault. "
"My mother didn't like me. "
"I had a bad childhood. "
"My father drank. That's
why I killed the people
while robbing the gas station. "
You're right. You win.
I steal because I like it.
See you around.
The city continues to broil...
under the record-breaking
heat wave on this, the hottest
day ever in July.
Three deaths have
already been attributed
to the relentless temperatures.
I'm eating.
Look, unless you're here
to confess, find yourself
a table.
You read the papers?
I got budget cuts
comin' out my ass.
The coroner's pulling
double shifts--
Dead suspects he can't
even hang onto. Do I
need to read the papers?
Who is he?
You tell me.
Pass the mustard.
Who's in town?
Who could pull off
something like that?
You mean besides
your girlfriend?
All right. I'll just
throw out some names.
You chew and nod.
This is a cop bar, Wolfe.
Don't worry.
You eat fast enough,
nobody'll notice.
- Thanks for the tip, Carl.
- You gave him our lead?
You gave him Del Deegan?
Mm!
Del Deegan?
Riley Del Deegan?
He's out?
Thanks for the tip, Frost.
Stay clean, Nick.
I'm not a cop now, Wolfe.
You wanna dance?
No.
Lunch is on me.
Be smart. Let it ride.
Say, you gonna
eat that?
Just askin'.
Lovely. You brought them.
Got your message, ducks.
I just got in three
little items I thought
you'd be interested in.
Came by them
fair and square.
Of course you did.
We have here
a lovely crystal vase.
I thought it'd look smashing
on your sideboard there.
A lamp
for the library.
And a delightful little oil
by Mary Cassatt, circa 1900.
I think you're familiar
with it.
Yes, I can't believe
that old thing is still
making the rounds.
Put that back.
You're not interested then?
- Nothing from theMaria Rose?
- I wouldn't go near it.
Too hot.
Too hot?
You burn down your own
business to get
the insurance money,
and you're bitching
about too hot?
Tragic accident.
That the police
are still investigating.
Now who's handling
theMaria Rose,Basil?
Don't know, dearie.
You are such
a terrible liar.
You brought me here
under false pretenses,
you did.
You don't
want to buy at all.
So sue me.
It's the Immortal
you're interested in.
I want you to sit down
and tell me all about it.
Only what I read
in the papers, duckie.
I don't interfere
in Immortal business,
if I can help it.
I'm rather fond
of my head where it is.
He's not immortal, Basil.
I was there. I saw him.
I didn't sense him.
Really?
Mm.
How did he rise
from the dead?
I don't know.
Maybe he wasn't dead.
Or maybe you need
to give your head a shake.
Your radar's wonky.
Basil, there's an item
on theMaria Rose--
it's very important to me,
very personal.
- Sentimental? You?
- I want you to find the item
and to arrange a meeting.
Maybe some other time.
Oh! Bloody hell!
That's Tiffany.
And what is this
smashing little item?
Waterford. Hand it here, duckie.
After you make
the phone call,duckie.
Ooh, this is quite heavy.
All right. You win.
Hand it over.
Get on the phone, Basil.
My motor control is iffy
when I'm irritated.
Make the call.
Make the call.
Get your ass out on
the streets, you lazy broads.
Back off, Jake.
I'm working.
Hey, here comes one now.
Well, look who it is.
It's Detective, uh--
Oops! I'm sorry.
It's nobody.
Take a walk.
You'd better listen to him,
girls. Women have a way
of dying around him--
like his partner.
See ya, good-lookin'.
- Who's it killed that bitch?
Rumor on the street
had it was a cop.
Can't imagine cops
killing cops.
You know, like,
why can't we all
just get along?
You can't do that, cop!
This is my street,
my rules!
You're not a cop!
That's right, Jake.
I'm not a cop.
Where's Ronnie Del Deegan?
Time to die, Wolfe.
Where's
Ronnie Del Deegan?
Screw you!
You must be light
on brains, Jake.
Back off!
For the last time,
where's Riley Del Deegan?
Screw you!
Hey, come on.
Give him up, Jake.
Where's Riley Del Deegan?
What are you doing?
Why aren't you ready?
'Cause I'm not goin'
back in.
- Get dressed.
- No. Maybe you didn't
hear me.
She's lookin' for me.
Yeah, right.
Like she knows you're alive.
Hey, shut up!
I'm gonna get me
a car like that.
Tell me again how you
don't know this guy.
I didn't. I don't.
Look, just go away.
Riley Del Deegan.
Who cares?
I doesn't matter.
- As soon as you walk in there,
you become an accessory.
- I already am.
Dead?
That's right,
1410 Longleaf,
Room 12-B.
Call the coroner.
If you'd have been straight
with me from the start,
he still might be alive.
- Okay, I apologize.
- That's it?
Look, he was a punk.
He was a petty thief.
- And you?
- Never petty, darling.
- Never dead.
- Mm-hmm.
What the hell are you doing?
What does it look like
I'm doing?
This is a crime scene.
You took the badge off
a month ago.
What?
It must've been difficult
having your ex-captain
grill you like that.
Let it go.
That's evidence.
It's not evidence.
It's mine.
Here. It's for you.
Amanda. It's a present.
No, it's not necessary,
Louise.
If it hadn't been for you,
my Marcel would be dead.
It was a gift
from my missus.
For 30 years,
she treated us kindly.
Decent.
My babies were
as dear to her
as her own.
It's-It's lovely,
but, um,
it was a gift to you.
It was given to me
as a slave...
and now I give it
as a free woman.
Please. Do me the honor--
To remember me by.
To remember me by.
Put it back, Amanda.
- Are you coming or not?
- Not.
What's to stay for?
He's obviously not talking.
- The police are on their way.
- Even more reason
for you to leave.
There's the door.
Fine.
Well, what are you
gonna say?
The truth. Don't worry.
I'll leave you out of it.
- Why?
- What do you mean why?
Why would you do that?
You better
get outta here.
Don't be frightened.
I'm not.
You're injured.
It's nothin'.
I, um, just missed you
at the motel.
You left quite a mess
for the maid.
Everything's all gone
to hell. No one was
supposed to get hurt.
They never are.
Why don't you just
put the gun down and we can--
I will. I will, but-but
there's somethin' first,
huh?
- What is it?
- The auction house.
I want you
to break in tonight.
Interesting.
All right, my turn.
You were dead;
now you're alive.
How did that happen?
I wasn't dead.
I was--
suspended between
life and death.
How?
The drugs. Drugs.
In the Caribbean,
there's certain herbs--
you chew the leaves,
and they slow down
your heartbeat...
and your breathing,
so it's barely detectable.
Really?
My family were once slaves.
They learned how to fake
their own deaths that way.
It stopped them
from being beaten.
Those were terrible times.
I don't want
your sympathy.
I want your help.
Okay, but let's, uh,
put the gun down, okay?
Nice. Another dead body
and you're still
walkin' around.
Leave, Harmon.
You killed Del Deegan--
or you had him killed.
Brilliant.
Then I called the cops.
That's because we gave him
up to you. It's the only way
you could cover your ass.
You may have fooled the captain,
but I know who you are.
It's never been
about this case.
This is about Ryan Blake.
This has nothin'
to do with that maggot.
Well, the charges
never would've been dropped...
if you hadn't beat
the crap out of him.
He stabbed my partner.
So, you broke his jaw
and four of his ribs.
Instead of going to jail,
he does a short stint
in a county hospital and walks.
Two weeks later, he's out,
holds up a Dairy Queen,
kills the owner and his wife.
Maybe if you'd
backed me up.
No, you mean lie for you
to the grand jury.
Instead you said nothing.
That made me look worse.
He was scum. Who cared
how his ribs got broken?
Ask the families
of the two who died.
See if they care.
Wherever you go,
whatever you do,
I'm gonna be
all over your ass.
Why, Frosty,
are you comin' onto me?
278 years.
My family's
waited long enough.
So, I'm asking you again.
Will you do this?
It can't be done.
There's got
to be a way.
Look, half my gear
is gone,
and, by now, they've doubled
the security on that building.
There's no one else.
It's a two-man job.
Fine. I'll help.
Look at you.
You can barely stand up.
I'll do it if I have to.
Please.
Please.
If not for me, huh,
then for my-my son
and my daughter.
I can't tell them
I've failed.
Can I trust you?
You're here,
aren't you?
How you doin'?
You okay there?
So far, so good.
One way or another,
we'll take care of this.
I know. Sorry to have to
lean on you like this.
Don't worry. It's fine.
Let's just get you
in the car. You'll feel
better when you're sitting.
The sand is so,
so white.
By morning, it will
be yours, and we'll both
be drinking champagne, darling.
You gonna be okay?
Yeah. Fine.
I'm fine!
All right. All right.
Look, this is what we're
gonna communicate with.
All right.
When I say, "stop"
that means stop
lowering me.
That means right away.
Okay. Yeah.
Okay. We're gonna
use this for leverage.
Clove hitch?
I prefer using a bowline.
-It's not what you think.
- Oh, no. You're not here
to break in--
you were just up
for a bungee jump.
Hold it.
Look, I know this might not
kill you, but from what
I understand, it sure stings.
- You are so wrong, Nick.
- Let's go. Party's over.
I have to get the deed
before it's gone
in the morning.
Hold it!
It's gonna be sold
tomorrow morning!
Look, just let him--
Just let him talk.
Let him--
50 acres. Freedom.
All... gone.
His ancestors went down
with theMaria Rose.
There were documents
that gave them their freedom
and some land...
that went down with them.
Their orphaned children
were sold into slavery.
He's just here claiming
what's rightfully his.
I'm gonna help him.
Well, tomorrow he can
pick up a paddle
and make a bid.
Are you kidding?
Those papers were signed
by George I.
It's gonna go for at least
a quarter of a million dollars.
Please, send it
to my family.
Send it to my children.
Yes.
How much longer
before he comes
back to life?
He's not coming back.
Will you help me?
You really buy
this guy's story?
It's not a story.
I was there.
Marcel! Marcel!
It's okay, Louise.
I'm here. I'm here.
Tell me again
about your children,
about Ren? ,
the one who made
your bonnet.
That's Eloise.
Ren? is the singer.
And she has a pretty voice.
Yes.
Yes.
Like an angel.
She's only 10.
She cried when we left.
Nearly broke my heart.
Oh, I promised her...
that she'd be fine.
We'd all be fine.
The next time
we saw each other...
would be on our very
own land.
Yes, your land.
Tell me about the land.
The 50 acres of paradise.
I'll never see it.
Louise, open your eyes.
You can see it.
Think a--
Think about the sky, Louise.
How it's the most
wonderful place
in the world.
How the water sparkles
like sapphires,
and the sand is so white...
it hurts your eyes.
Open your eyes, Louise,
and listen to me.
Listen to me.
Louise.
You knew them?
I watched them die.
Look, Nick, I know
you're not a thief. This
pushes all your buttons.
Amanda!
I don't want to hear
about how this is illegal.
You know, slavery was
legal. I should know.
I was there.
It was legal
and it was wrong.
Will you shut up for a minute?
No, sometimes breaking
the law is the right thing.
I know.
You know?
Let's do it.
- Really?
- Really.
Are you sure
about this?
When are you gonna learn
to take "Yes" for an answer?
For luck.
Hmm?
All right.
Okay.
So we can communicate.
- Are you all right?
- Fine. A little lower.
Stop. Fine.
Stop here.
Warning! Warning!
Current activity is a breach
of security system integrity.
Automatic containment
procedures are in
immediate effect.
- How much longer?
- Keep still. You're
moving me around.
- Hurry up.
- Almost there.
Almost there.
Okay, let's go.
Let's go.
Amanda, we gotta go.
They're over there!
Where?
Thanks. Now,
they're in the elevator.
Remind me to put
your doorman
on my Christmas list.
Hurry.
Police! Open up!
Wolfe, we know
you're in there.
- Whoops! Careful.
-They're in there. You go.
You'd better hope
you're right.
# That was just
an old tune
# That I always croon
- Hello, boys.
You know, two's company,
but four can get you busted.
The auction house was hit
15 minutes ago.
Where were you?
- You've gotta be kidding me.
- 20 bucks says he's completely
dressed under there.
# Whispering your name
- Get up.
- Carl?
- Do it.
Hmm-mmm.
# If I can stumble
that far and pretend
You can pay me outside.
# You're a chump
# Not a champ
# You're an old
burned-out lamp
Just made it!
# Got an eye on you
Well, that is one way
to cool off.
Your clothes will be
dry any minute.
Would you help me
put this on?
Mm.
So, I want you
to tell me how the heist
made you feel.
Did it make you feel
really alive
and exhilarated?
It wasn't terrible.
Well, then smile
because we did a good thing.
This goes to his children.
I only have one question.
What is the story
behind the tattoo
on your butt?
Closed-Captioned By
Captions, Inc. , Los Angeles
Subtitles ripped by Ziina
Current activity is a breach
of security system integrity.
Automatic containment
procedures are in
immediate effect.
- Damn!
- What the hell's goin' on?
Move! Move it!
She is immortal.
A thousand years old
and she cannot die.
A creature of legend...
like the raven,
a thief who stole the sun
and the moon.
They sent a warrior
to bring her back.
He found her.
Together, they brought back
light to the world.
I was a cop.
To me she was just a thief,
another day on the job.
But she wasn't--
She changed my life,
changed everything.
And both of us knew
from that moment on,
nothing would ever be
the same.
Wait a minute, darling.
It gets better.
I had to toss
most of my gear--
the grapple hooks,
the new winch I bought--
it's all history.
All because of a couple
of amateurs.
He didn't even know
he was stepping onto
a weight-sensitive floor.
Uno momento.
I'm not getting sentimental,
Lucy.
You know me. I just
want what I want
when I want it.
I am so tired of hearing
what the old Amanda
would've done.
I'm the old Amanda.
Coming! Lucy, please,
quit worrying.
I love you too.
Please tell your sister
I hope she gets better soon.
All right?
I'll call you later.
Bye-bye.
Hi. Isn't it, like,
6:30 in the morning
or something?
It's kind of early.
I was in the neighborhood.
Coffee?
Not unless it's ice.
The heat wave's killing me.
Is it bothering you?
Don't change the subject.
Ah, was there
a subject to change?
Look, I'd love to sit
and have breakfast
with you, but I'm tired.
Must've been
a late night.
Evidently.
Where'd you go?
I don't think that's
any of your business.
Oh, it's a cheese
Danish, my favorite!
Amanda.
What? Are you writing
a story or something?
About the Waterview
Auction House.
You know the one.
Waterview Auction House.
That would be the auction house
with a view of the water.
Yeah, I've been
by there a couple
of times.
On one of those drive-bys,
you didn't happen to smash open
a few glass cases, did you?
You have a magnificent
imagination. I do love
a good piece of fiction.
Actually, it's a true crime.
It just happened.
Oh, really?
There was a heist
there last night.
Fits your M. O.
A little sloppy though.
Figure maybe you were
in a real hurry.
Good-bye, Nick.
Tell me you had
nothing to do with it.
Would you please
quit doing this.
Do what?
Interrogate me.
Then tell me
you had nothing
to do with it.
I had nothing
to do with it.
Tell me again.
Look, I'm going to bed
because I'm very sleepy.
I think you know
the way out.
Where were you
last night?
I had a date.
Didn't happen to be
with the guy they fished
out of the lake this morning?
Are you still here?
Who was he?
How the hell
would I know?
If someone was fished
out of the lake, it has
nothing to do with me.
Well, when you're a cop,
little details
tend to bother you.
You're not a cop.
Like finding
small pieces of glass
in somebody's hair.
Makes you wonder
how it got there.
Maybe they cut open
a skylight.
Didn't I ask you
to leave?
Fine.
You dig yourself
out of this one.
I'm done!
No thanks.
I find it unnatural...
to chew something
I have no intention
of swallowing.
Been reading your file.
And your lips
didn't get too tired?
Smart mouth.
It was you who stole
the Marshall Collection.
Really?
And before that you hit
the Federal Savings.
And before that
I stole the Star of India
from the Duke of Wellington.
Is this a confession?
Yes.
It was 1819--
Maybe it was 1820.
Hm. Smart lady.
We know you slipped
through a few nets
in the past.
Dumb cops. Got lucky.
You won't again.
I wouldn't be too sure.
We got your gear.
Oh, yeah? Did you
get some prints?
I guess not. Oh, my God,
am I using that monogram
stuff again?
Nick I. D. 'd it for us.
Nick who?
You think
he'll stick by you?
Not a chance. Lookin'
out for number one,
that's our Nicky.
That's what he does.
Oh, my God.
I am so confused.
I'm just not sure
who to trust.
You know, it's a shame.
A pretty woman like you,
10, 20 years
in the can,
you'll hardly
recognize yourself.
You'd be surprised.
Have it your way.
But you're takin'
the fall for this one.
Only question is:
Do you wanna take it alone?
Where'd you get
this tie?
What happened to you,
Wolfe? You're one of us,
for God's sake.
Not anymore.
Your call, not mine.
You know, Frost
and some of the others...
think you're in it
with her.
Really? What do you
think?
I don't know.
Beats the hell out
of workin' for a livin'.
- Who's the guy who died?
- You're wasting your time--
And, more importantly,
you're wasting mine.
Hey, Wolfe, your
girlfriend just rolled.
Remember how I taught you
not to blink when you lie?
- You blinked.
- Screw you.
I laid it out for her,
and she signed
on the dotted line.
- She signed? She
still got all her teeth?
- Son of a bi--
All right.
Get out.
Later.
Now!
What?
He's a good cop.
He does his job.
He remembers
only what you tell him.
You were a good cop too.
I'm tryin' to help you
here, Nick.
How deep are you
in this?
We done here?
Is she really worth
pissing it all away for?
Weatherman's
predicting another scorcher.
Keep those A. C. 's cranked up.
Well, that's a good way
to get yourself dead.
- You're supposed to be dead.
- Where is it?
Hey, they said
you drowned.
Yeah? Well, they were wrong.
How did you do it?
It doesn't matter.
Give me what I paid for.
I didn't get it.
Sorry. You lose.
What the hell
are you doin', man?
Now,
I'm gonna begin calmly.
I only care about one thing
and you knew that.
Now, I want you to explain,
in terms I can understand,
why you leave it behind.
Put the blade down, Simon.
I'm gonna make you--
We are gonna...
go back for it.
Not if you kill me.
Well, if that auction
house sold it or that
woman got it,
yes, I will.
Okay, just relax.
If she has it, we'll
find her, okay?
You know where she is?
There's only a c-couple
of people...
in town who could've
pulled that off.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Huh?
Cut the crap. What
the hell were you doin'?
Leave me alone.
I took a walk
down to evidence.
I saw the winch.
I saw the cutters.
I recognize that stuff.
It's yours.
This has nothing
to do with you,
okay?
No, not okay.
I told them I'd
never seen it before.
What is it, you're broke?
You need the money?
No. Look, I'm sorry...
- you're in the middle of this.
- What the hell
is so important anyway?
Move along, now.
Bales are almost loaded.
Hurry up.
Stay in line.
Eyes forward.
Look sharp there.
Maintain an orderly
queue.
Excuse me, sir.
Has theMaria Rose
set sail?
She departs with
the evening tide--
but not for your kind.
Not as passengers--
cargo, perhaps.
Not as passengers.
Here, a deed and papers
of manumission.
Our former masters
passed away.
They bestowed us
with 50 acres of land--
our very own--
free and clear.
A few pieces of paper--
worthless.
But arrangements have
been made on our behalf
for one-way passages.
If you would just
check the ship's manifest.
If you want the land
that badly,
then swim for it.
- Marcel.
- What's this? A challenge?
On your knees.
Never again, sir.
Marcel, think
of the children, hmm?
No!
On your knees, slave!
- No, please!
-
Move away, Louise.
- Do as he says, woman.
- We are very sorry, sir.
We did not mean
any disrespect. Please.
Please, spare
my husband's life.
They're unarmed.
I'm not.
A gentleman does not
duel with a lady.
Well, then, you should
have no problem.
They'll be joining me
on theMaria Rose
as my guests.
I'm sure you'll make
the necessary arrangements.
Try moving your lips.
Yes, I shall see to it.
Excellent. I'd force you
to apologize, but you're
not worthy of their forgiveness.
Please accept
our deepest gratitude.
You're quite welcome.
Louise. This is
my husband, Marcel.
We are deeply
in your debt, miss.
- Amanda.
- How can we repay you,
Miss Amanda?
- It's not necessary.
- Please, Miss Amanda,
you must tell us how.
All right. If you insist.
From now on,
call me "Amanda"--
just that, Amanda.
Come on.
If he gives you
any trouble at all,
promise you'll come to me.
Thank you
for your kindness.
Are you gonna
talk to me about this?
Would you just
let it go?
That's code for "Immortal. "
He's not an Immortal.
I swear-- I'm telling you
the truth.
The corpse just gets up
and walks away.
If that's not an Immortal,
I don't know what is.
Right.
He's the lead story
in every newspaper.
Who is he?
I told you;
I don't know.
I thought you said
he wasn't immortal.
He isn't.
Right. They found
a cure for drowning.
He's not an Immortal.
I would've sensed him.
I didn't sense him.
So what were you two after?
Or were you just out
working on spec?
Nick, I told you
I didn't see him
before last night.
Okay, we've established
that. You've never
seen him before.
You work alone.
He broke in separately.
Who got there first?
I did.
You did. Okay.
He surprised you.
That's why you hit and ran.
No, that was his partner.
Partner? You guys
holding a convention?
I told you.
Where you going?
Away from you!
Wait a minute.
What?
You're not getting off
so easy.
What are you gonna do,
arrest me? I don't have to
answer to you or anyone.
Why do you do it?
Why do I do what?
After all this time,
why are you still
just a thief?
Why are you still
a cop?
I'm not.
You could be
anything you wanted,
something better.
In 1,200 years, you could've
been anything you wanted.
Hey, you!
Come on! After her!
It's her!
That's your perspective
on history?
- That's the truth.
- The truth.
Let me tell you something
about the truth.
It's an overvalued commodity.
It changes
with your perspective,
and it mutates with time.
What are you laughing at?
You bob and weave more
than Ali in his prime.
Why don't you just
answer the question.
Why do you do it?
You wouldn't understand.
Try me.
Do you know what they called
women in the Middle Ages...
who tried to better
their lives,
who demanded respect?
They called them "witches,"
and they burned them
at the stake.
Now, the men who traveled
from town to town
and sold their services...
they called "Knight Errants"
or "Ronins" or "Mercenaries. "
The women-- they called
"whores. "
Spoken like a true con.
"It wasn't my fault. "
"My mother didn't like me. "
"I had a bad childhood. "
"My father drank. That's
why I killed the people
while robbing the gas station. "
You're right. You win.
I steal because I like it.
See you around.
The city continues to broil...
under the record-breaking
heat wave on this, the hottest
day ever in July.
Three deaths have
already been attributed
to the relentless temperatures.
I'm eating.
Look, unless you're here
to confess, find yourself
a table.
You read the papers?
I got budget cuts
comin' out my ass.
The coroner's pulling
double shifts--
Dead suspects he can't
even hang onto. Do I
need to read the papers?
Who is he?
You tell me.
Pass the mustard.
Who's in town?
Who could pull off
something like that?
You mean besides
your girlfriend?
All right. I'll just
throw out some names.
You chew and nod.
This is a cop bar, Wolfe.
Don't worry.
You eat fast enough,
nobody'll notice.
- Thanks for the tip, Carl.
- You gave him our lead?
You gave him Del Deegan?
Mm!
Del Deegan?
Riley Del Deegan?
He's out?
Thanks for the tip, Frost.
Stay clean, Nick.
I'm not a cop now, Wolfe.
You wanna dance?
No.
Lunch is on me.
Be smart. Let it ride.
Say, you gonna
eat that?
Just askin'.
Lovely. You brought them.
Got your message, ducks.
I just got in three
little items I thought
you'd be interested in.
Came by them
fair and square.
Of course you did.
We have here
a lovely crystal vase.
I thought it'd look smashing
on your sideboard there.
A lamp
for the library.
And a delightful little oil
by Mary Cassatt, circa 1900.
I think you're familiar
with it.
Yes, I can't believe
that old thing is still
making the rounds.
Put that back.
You're not interested then?
- Nothing from theMaria Rose?
- I wouldn't go near it.
Too hot.
Too hot?
You burn down your own
business to get
the insurance money,
and you're bitching
about too hot?
Tragic accident.
That the police
are still investigating.
Now who's handling
theMaria Rose,Basil?
Don't know, dearie.
You are such
a terrible liar.
You brought me here
under false pretenses,
you did.
You don't
want to buy at all.
So sue me.
It's the Immortal
you're interested in.
I want you to sit down
and tell me all about it.
Only what I read
in the papers, duckie.
I don't interfere
in Immortal business,
if I can help it.
I'm rather fond
of my head where it is.
He's not immortal, Basil.
I was there. I saw him.
I didn't sense him.
Really?
Mm.
How did he rise
from the dead?
I don't know.
Maybe he wasn't dead.
Or maybe you need
to give your head a shake.
Your radar's wonky.
Basil, there's an item
on theMaria Rose--
it's very important to me,
very personal.
- Sentimental? You?
- I want you to find the item
and to arrange a meeting.
Maybe some other time.
Oh! Bloody hell!
That's Tiffany.
And what is this
smashing little item?
Waterford. Hand it here, duckie.
After you make
the phone call,duckie.
Ooh, this is quite heavy.
All right. You win.
Hand it over.
Get on the phone, Basil.
My motor control is iffy
when I'm irritated.
Make the call.
Make the call.
Get your ass out on
the streets, you lazy broads.
Back off, Jake.
I'm working.
Hey, here comes one now.
Well, look who it is.
It's Detective, uh--
Oops! I'm sorry.
It's nobody.
Take a walk.
You'd better listen to him,
girls. Women have a way
of dying around him--
like his partner.
See ya, good-lookin'.
- Who's it killed that bitch?
Rumor on the street
had it was a cop.
Can't imagine cops
killing cops.
You know, like,
why can't we all
just get along?
You can't do that, cop!
This is my street,
my rules!
You're not a cop!
That's right, Jake.
I'm not a cop.
Where's Ronnie Del Deegan?
Time to die, Wolfe.
Where's
Ronnie Del Deegan?
Screw you!
You must be light
on brains, Jake.
Back off!
For the last time,
where's Riley Del Deegan?
Screw you!
Hey, come on.
Give him up, Jake.
Where's Riley Del Deegan?
What are you doing?
Why aren't you ready?
'Cause I'm not goin'
back in.
- Get dressed.
- No. Maybe you didn't
hear me.
She's lookin' for me.
Yeah, right.
Like she knows you're alive.
Hey, shut up!
I'm gonna get me
a car like that.
Tell me again how you
don't know this guy.
I didn't. I don't.
Look, just go away.
Riley Del Deegan.
Who cares?
I doesn't matter.
- As soon as you walk in there,
you become an accessory.
- I already am.
Dead?
That's right,
1410 Longleaf,
Room 12-B.
Call the coroner.
If you'd have been straight
with me from the start,
he still might be alive.
- Okay, I apologize.
- That's it?
Look, he was a punk.
He was a petty thief.
- And you?
- Never petty, darling.
- Never dead.
- Mm-hmm.
What the hell are you doing?
What does it look like
I'm doing?
This is a crime scene.
You took the badge off
a month ago.
What?
It must've been difficult
having your ex-captain
grill you like that.
Let it go.
That's evidence.
It's not evidence.
It's mine.
Here. It's for you.
Amanda. It's a present.
No, it's not necessary,
Louise.
If it hadn't been for you,
my Marcel would be dead.
It was a gift
from my missus.
For 30 years,
she treated us kindly.
Decent.
My babies were
as dear to her
as her own.
It's-It's lovely,
but, um,
it was a gift to you.
It was given to me
as a slave...
and now I give it
as a free woman.
Please. Do me the honor--
To remember me by.
To remember me by.
Put it back, Amanda.
- Are you coming or not?
- Not.
What's to stay for?
He's obviously not talking.
- The police are on their way.
- Even more reason
for you to leave.
There's the door.
Fine.
Well, what are you
gonna say?
The truth. Don't worry.
I'll leave you out of it.
- Why?
- What do you mean why?
Why would you do that?
You better
get outta here.
Don't be frightened.
I'm not.
You're injured.
It's nothin'.
I, um, just missed you
at the motel.
You left quite a mess
for the maid.
Everything's all gone
to hell. No one was
supposed to get hurt.
They never are.
Why don't you just
put the gun down and we can--
I will. I will, but-but
there's somethin' first,
huh?
- What is it?
- The auction house.
I want you
to break in tonight.
Interesting.
All right, my turn.
You were dead;
now you're alive.
How did that happen?
I wasn't dead.
I was--
suspended between
life and death.
How?
The drugs. Drugs.
In the Caribbean,
there's certain herbs--
you chew the leaves,
and they slow down
your heartbeat...
and your breathing,
so it's barely detectable.
Really?
My family were once slaves.
They learned how to fake
their own deaths that way.
It stopped them
from being beaten.
Those were terrible times.
I don't want
your sympathy.
I want your help.
Okay, but let's, uh,
put the gun down, okay?
Nice. Another dead body
and you're still
walkin' around.
Leave, Harmon.
You killed Del Deegan--
or you had him killed.
Brilliant.
Then I called the cops.
That's because we gave him
up to you. It's the only way
you could cover your ass.
You may have fooled the captain,
but I know who you are.
It's never been
about this case.
This is about Ryan Blake.
This has nothin'
to do with that maggot.
Well, the charges
never would've been dropped...
if you hadn't beat
the crap out of him.
He stabbed my partner.
So, you broke his jaw
and four of his ribs.
Instead of going to jail,
he does a short stint
in a county hospital and walks.
Two weeks later, he's out,
holds up a Dairy Queen,
kills the owner and his wife.
Maybe if you'd
backed me up.
No, you mean lie for you
to the grand jury.
Instead you said nothing.
That made me look worse.
He was scum. Who cared
how his ribs got broken?
Ask the families
of the two who died.
See if they care.
Wherever you go,
whatever you do,
I'm gonna be
all over your ass.
Why, Frosty,
are you comin' onto me?
278 years.
My family's
waited long enough.
So, I'm asking you again.
Will you do this?
It can't be done.
There's got
to be a way.
Look, half my gear
is gone,
and, by now, they've doubled
the security on that building.
There's no one else.
It's a two-man job.
Fine. I'll help.
Look at you.
You can barely stand up.
I'll do it if I have to.
Please.
Please.
If not for me, huh,
then for my-my son
and my daughter.
I can't tell them
I've failed.
Can I trust you?
You're here,
aren't you?
How you doin'?
You okay there?
So far, so good.
One way or another,
we'll take care of this.
I know. Sorry to have to
lean on you like this.
Don't worry. It's fine.
Let's just get you
in the car. You'll feel
better when you're sitting.
The sand is so,
so white.
By morning, it will
be yours, and we'll both
be drinking champagne, darling.
You gonna be okay?
Yeah. Fine.
I'm fine!
All right. All right.
Look, this is what we're
gonna communicate with.
All right.
When I say, "stop"
that means stop
lowering me.
That means right away.
Okay. Yeah.
Okay. We're gonna
use this for leverage.
Clove hitch?
I prefer using a bowline.
-It's not what you think.
- Oh, no. You're not here
to break in--
you were just up
for a bungee jump.
Hold it.
Look, I know this might not
kill you, but from what
I understand, it sure stings.
- You are so wrong, Nick.
- Let's go. Party's over.
I have to get the deed
before it's gone
in the morning.
Hold it!
It's gonna be sold
tomorrow morning!
Look, just let him--
Just let him talk.
Let him--
50 acres. Freedom.
All... gone.
His ancestors went down
with theMaria Rose.
There were documents
that gave them their freedom
and some land...
that went down with them.
Their orphaned children
were sold into slavery.
He's just here claiming
what's rightfully his.
I'm gonna help him.
Well, tomorrow he can
pick up a paddle
and make a bid.
Are you kidding?
Those papers were signed
by George I.
It's gonna go for at least
a quarter of a million dollars.
Please, send it
to my family.
Send it to my children.
Yes.
How much longer
before he comes
back to life?
He's not coming back.
Will you help me?
You really buy
this guy's story?
It's not a story.
I was there.
Marcel! Marcel!
It's okay, Louise.
I'm here. I'm here.
Tell me again
about your children,
about Ren? ,
the one who made
your bonnet.
That's Eloise.
Ren? is the singer.
And she has a pretty voice.
Yes.
Yes.
Like an angel.
She's only 10.
She cried when we left.
Nearly broke my heart.
Oh, I promised her...
that she'd be fine.
We'd all be fine.
The next time
we saw each other...
would be on our very
own land.
Yes, your land.
Tell me about the land.
The 50 acres of paradise.
I'll never see it.
Louise, open your eyes.
You can see it.
Think a--
Think about the sky, Louise.
How it's the most
wonderful place
in the world.
How the water sparkles
like sapphires,
and the sand is so white...
it hurts your eyes.
Open your eyes, Louise,
and listen to me.
Listen to me.
Louise.
You knew them?
I watched them die.
Look, Nick, I know
you're not a thief. This
pushes all your buttons.
Amanda!
I don't want to hear
about how this is illegal.
You know, slavery was
legal. I should know.
I was there.
It was legal
and it was wrong.
Will you shut up for a minute?
No, sometimes breaking
the law is the right thing.
I know.
You know?
Let's do it.
- Really?
- Really.
Are you sure
about this?
When are you gonna learn
to take "Yes" for an answer?
For luck.
Hmm?
All right.
Okay.
So we can communicate.
- Are you all right?
- Fine. A little lower.
Stop. Fine.
Stop here.
Warning! Warning!
Current activity is a breach
of security system integrity.
Automatic containment
procedures are in
immediate effect.
- How much longer?
- Keep still. You're
moving me around.
- Hurry up.
- Almost there.
Almost there.
Okay, let's go.
Let's go.
Amanda, we gotta go.
They're over there!
Where?
Thanks. Now,
they're in the elevator.
Remind me to put
your doorman
on my Christmas list.
Hurry.
Police! Open up!
Wolfe, we know
you're in there.
- Whoops! Careful.
-They're in there. You go.
You'd better hope
you're right.
# That was just
an old tune
# That I always croon
- Hello, boys.
You know, two's company,
but four can get you busted.
The auction house was hit
15 minutes ago.
Where were you?
- You've gotta be kidding me.
- 20 bucks says he's completely
dressed under there.
# Whispering your name
- Get up.
- Carl?
- Do it.
Hmm-mmm.
# If I can stumble
that far and pretend
You can pay me outside.
# You're a chump
# Not a champ
# You're an old
burned-out lamp
Just made it!
# Got an eye on you
Well, that is one way
to cool off.
Your clothes will be
dry any minute.
Would you help me
put this on?
Mm.
So, I want you
to tell me how the heist
made you feel.
Did it make you feel
really alive
and exhilarated?
It wasn't terrible.
Well, then smile
because we did a good thing.
This goes to his children.
I only have one question.
What is the story
behind the tattoo
on your butt?
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