In Plain Sight (2008–2012): Season 3, Episode 5 - Fish or Cut Betta - full transcript

Naomi! Naomi, stop!

Any idiot with a half a
brain can shoot a gun.

It's an idiot's weapon of choice.

Bringing a fire to a bomb,
now that takes patience and precision.

Car ignitions are good igniters,
light switches, even just a door opening.

Did the defendant, Louis Difazzio,

hired you to execute Joseph Buffolini?

- Yes.
- And you did it?

- Yes.
- How?

Explosion.

Describe your relation with Mr. Defazzio.



He's my uncle and the boss of the family.

How many people have you
killed for your uncle?

Mr. Buffolini made a...

26.

And after you killed Buffolini,
what happened then?

My uncle asked me to kill Mr.
Buffolini's wife and kids.

He said they knew too much.

But, um...

I couldn't do that.

And when you refused your uncle's orders,
what happened then?

There was a fight. Me and him.

That was it.

I was out.

Thank you, Mr. Defazzio,
I have no further questions.



Your witness.

I like the sound of 3-word phrases.

Pools rush in, greed is good.

Character is destiny.

That one comes up a lot when a witness
stares down a barrel of a whole new life.

Documents, jewelery,
snapshots, we take it all.

And as much as I preach to him
about a chance to start fresh,

I keep a stash of letters from a
father who left and never came back.

Witnesses can't hang on
to a stash of anything.

They're lucky we let
them keep their secrets.

These are amazing. I've never
seen such good forgeries.

Your cousin's got serious talent.

Dom's cousin Leonard is
the family counterfeiter.

Money, passports, even lottery
tickets with winning numbers.

- Fascinating, can we move it along?
- Where is he now, your cousin?

Don't know. He took off
6 months before I did.

Disappeared. For all I know,
my uncle had him uh...

You know.

It's weird. I only ever had my family.

My uncles, my aunts, cousins,
every day, every meal.

Big and loud.

Now I wake up, it's pretty quiet.

Pretty quiet for all the
people you killed too.

I'm here to start over. Fresh.

You know, well, lucky for you,
you had a lot to trade.

So instead of doing life times 26,
here we are,

- and all of your dreams come true.
- I know what you think of me.

Mhm.

I'm gonna be different.

- There's nothing about who I was that I ever wanna be again.
- Aha.

So, Dom, let's talk jobs.

Beside making incendiary devices, what
sort of skills might you have in the
workplace?

I always wanted to work with fish.

Fish, good.

So, today is the day.

Yup.

You're okay?

Sure, it's just a couple
of boxes of stuff.

Or couple years of your life
in a couple boxes with stuff.

About to move out of your life forever,

look, we broke up,
it was weeks ago. I'm fine.

- You're fine?
- Fine.

- What time do the boxes leave the house?
- 11:45.

- You gonna be there?
- You don't need to do this and

no, I don't need backup, yes,
I appreciate the telepathic offer.

Here we are.

- Not bad. How long has he been open?
- Couple of weeks.

- He sure was a model witness for the past 3 months.
- Yeah.

Nice quiet cooperative contract killer.

I almost admire your resistance
to the idea that people grow.

I think people grow. Worse.

Huh,

Mary. Marshal, what do you think?

It's nice.

Look, we're just here to check
your lease and loan documents,

we have to make sure there's no security
issues that might cause a breach, okay?

- Okay.
- An albino cat fish.

You know the albinism trait makes
them easier targets for predators

so they're rarely found
outside of captivity.

- Here you go.
- Thanks.

- You like fish?
- He likes everything.

Fish are the only pets I can have.

I'm allergic to anything that
defecates in the open air.

Oh.

People always think fish swim in schools.

But there are species that,
uh, prefer to be alone,

that have to be alone...

Like Betta.

You put a Betta with another Betta,

you get a fight to the death.

Really? They're kind of pretty.

- And vicious.
- Sound familiar?

Thanks.

So, well, look, I'm glad you're here.

I need your advice about something.

I'm totally not sure how to handle this.

What?

I'm in love.

I mean, I'm really in love for the
first time in my life, and uh...

I don't know what to do.

Naomi, hi.

Hi.

Hi.

Since 1970, the federal
witness protection program

has relocated thousands of witnesses,

some criminal, some not,
to neighborhoods all across the country.

Every one of those individuals
shares a unique attribute

distinguishing them from the
rest of the general population.

And that is, somebody wants them dead.

So, um, how do you guys know Dom?

Diving. We're all in a local dive club.

We go on these junkets.

I think it was the Cozumel trip, right?

The Palancar Reef is one of
the aquatic natural wonders

of the world, right Dom?

So how do you two know each other?

Uh, can I talk to you a sec?

Sure.

I don't know what to do.

- What do you mean?
- I mean, when I'm with her.

I don't know what to say.
I can't be myself.

I don't even know who that is anymore.

Okay, look, look, Dom, take it easy.

I love her.

How long have you been going out?

We're not. We've never been out.

I mean, I don't even know how to do that.

- Do what?
- Ask her out.

Well, I don't know. How'd you
do it before with other girls?

You've been out...

with girls, right?

Not... not exactly.

Hold on. Hold on. You've never...

- I can't talk about this.
- No, no, I'm not trying

to embarrass you. I just... I...

I mean, I've always just paid before,

- you know, for...
- Yeah, yeah.

No, got it. Wow.

My uncle always told me,
who'd want me unless I paid?

And he always had those
kind of girls around.

I mean, ever since I was 12,
I just paid, you know?

That's what I did.

But now...

This is stupid. I can't do this.

No, Dom, Dom, it's gonna be fine, okay?

Every time I see her,

I want to tell her how I'm feeling,
that I love her,

- that I want to marry her.
- Yeah, yeah, Dom.

But maybe not before the first date.

Okay, just settle down. Just talk to her.

And somewhere in there say,
"hey, you wanna grab dinner?"

And what if she says no?

- Well, that's a possibility.
- I don't like that.

I don't like when people say no to me.

- It makes me very, very...
- Yeah, yeah, upset.

I know.

I'm sure you had your own
way of handling that before,

and it'd make a really
great Scorsese movie.

But, Dom, from now on,
you don't pay for sex,

and you don't kill people
who say no to dinner.

Got it?

I got it.

Go.

I own the stationery
store down the street.

I come in a lot, never buy anything.

But they are so beautiful.

You, uh... you can have anything
you want, uh, no charge.

Dom, that's so sweet,

but I... I couldn't.

Please?

It'd, uh... it'd mean a lot to me.

Okay.

Can I show you something special?

Sure.

This is fully weird.

I believe we're seeing change
and growth before our very eyes.

He's almost smiling.

I think it's the first
time I've seen his teeth.

Oh, crap, I gotta meet Raph.

Hey, Dom.

Listen, I'm running late.
I gotta go. Everything good?

Uh, well, um...

Great. See you.

How's Brandi?

I don't know. I haven't heard from her.

Really?

You worried?

I'm getting there.

You know, when she goes off the grid,
it's usually very ungood.

- Well, if I can help...
- How?

- Right.
- Thanks.

I mean, if I need to call
you in on this, I will.

You always were really good with her.

I guess this is everything, so...

Sure didn't see you play enough.

I don't know, Raph.

I don't know. I just feel
like saying, "I'm sorry."

No, no, no, no apologies.

We're way past that.

It's weird, right?

Isn't it weird having this big blank space

where our life together used to be?

Yeah.

No hay mal que por bien no venga.

What's that mean?

There's nothing bad from
which good doesn't come.

That's really...

strange grammar.

Well, I guess there's something
lost in the translation.

The story of our life, right?

Yeah.

Bye.

Oh, crap.

Hey, Brandi, it's me,
calling again to see how you're doing,

what you're doing.

Look, squish, mom's really worried,

and Peter's a lost puppy, and I'm...

Concerned.

So call me back, okay?

You just gonna sit there
staring into space all night?

Just might.

Why, you gonna leave early
and pretend you have a life?

- I have many lives.
- Do I want to know?

Tonight I study with the master.

Study what?

Oh, God. Seriously?

I was really hoping that was
something you'd grow out of.

Sadly, it's becoming a bigger and
bigger part of my waking life.

You have to admit, it's good, though.

You're a grown man folding
and cutting paper.

Correction... folding only.

Cutting is kirigami, considered by
origami artists to be the easier

and therefore, inferior path.

Oh, origami.

See, I thought you were doing kirigami.

So origami's the sexy one, right?

- Good night.
- Night.

Hello?

- You have to get over here.
- Dom?

Something's wrong.
You gotta get here right now.

Dom, calm down. Just calm down.

- What happened?
- Please, I need you.

It's really, really bad.

Dom? Dom?

- Mary?
- What happened?

What is it? What? What? What?

I did it. I asked her out like you said.

"Do you want to go for dinner?"

And she said yes.

What?

That's why you brought me here?

That's why you called me?

- I can't do this, Mary.
- Oh, my God.

I'm gonna say something stupid.
She's gonna hate me.

You've gotta be kidding me.

I can't breathe, seriously.

Dom. Hey, hey, come on. Hey.

Calm down. Look at me. Look at me.

Take a deep breath, okay?

Take a deep breath.

Now let it out.

Okay, you're okay.

You're good. You're great.

- Now have fun.
- No, no, no.

Will you just come with me, please?

Walk me through the door?

Sit with me till she gets there?

- Give me some more tips?
- Look, Dom, you don't need me.

Please. I need your help.

I've never asked for anybody's
help in my entire life.

I don't know how to be normal.

You know?

- I can't.
- What?

You got plans?

Yeah. Yes, I have plans, huge plans, so...

can you maybe change them a little bit?

Please, Mary. I don't
want to screw this up.

Okay.

But I am in and out, you got it?

All right.

- Where are you taking her?
- Hugo's homestyle buffet.

No, you're not.

They got ten different
kinds of potato salad.

You have to take her somewhere nice, Dom,

not somewhere she has to
stand in line for food.

That's what I mean. You know these things.

- You pick.
- No... I don't know.

All right.

Nob Hill bar & grill.

Great. Let me just get my jacket.

Hurry up.

Okay, here you go.

Have fun.

No, can you hang on till I get a table?

Fine.

Saturday 8:00 p.m. for three.
We'll see you then.

- Table for two?
- One sec.

Do you have a reservation?

Do I need one?

Unfortunately, we're fully booked.

One sec.

- It's okay.
- Nob Hill bar & grill.

Would you hold for a moment?

Hey, what does that mean, fully booked?

I'm afraid it'll be a two-hour wait.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to shove
that phone down your throat.

Hey, hey, hey, Dom.

Just come here. Calm down.

- Just give him some money.
- For a table?

Yeah. You paid for sex.

Welcome to the unreliable,
socially acceptable dating world version.

So what do you think, 50?

No, 50? God, no.

You're not trying to bag him.

Give him a 20. 20's fine.

Come on.

Your table will be available shortly.

Would you like to wait at the bar?

Yeah. Dom. Come on.

Thanks, Mary.

I was about to stab him
in the eye with his pen.

Kidding.

Dom, have a drink. Take the edge off.

I don't drink. It makes you careless.

My uncle always used to say
I was born dumb enough,

I don't need to go around drinking things

that made me dumber.

Your uncle sounds like a real winner.

I always thought the world
started and ended with him.

Every thought I had in
my head he put there.

Which you can now start offloading.

He used to say how lucky I was,

how he took me in after my mom died,

that I could never pay him back,
no matter how hard I worked.

Did my first job for him, on a union boss.

I trip-wired his car.

I was 14.

Geez.

It wasn't all bad.

And there was my grandma.

She was nice.

Anyways, that was then, and this is now.

- Yes.
- I always wanted

to try a Martini. No, let's take it

one amateur step at a time.

Can I get a rum and coke for the man,
light on the rum?

My hands won't stop sweating.

Here. Stick these in your pocket.

Thanks, Mary.

Are you married?

No, I'm...

Not allowed to talk about it.

I want to be married so bad.

I miss those feelings I had
when I was a little kid...

how my mom smelled,

how she would sing me
to sleep in the dark...

Just those feelings.

Loved. Safe.

Real.

I mean, that's normal, right?

Hi, Dom.

Hi.

- Hi.
- You remember Mary, right?

- Oh, sure. Hi.
- Hi.

- We just ran into each other.
- Yeah, and I was just leaving.

So...

I've heard this place is great.

It is. You'll like it.

I've always wanted to try it.

Your table's ready.

Can you make that for three?

It'd be a bit tight.

No, no, I can't stay.

I can't. I can't stay.

Please. Just for appetizers?

- Yeah. Join us.
- No, I can't.

Really. I can't. I gotta... I gotta go.

We'll squeeze.

So, um, what did you do before
you opened the aquarium?

- Traveled.
- Oh.

For work?

Sales, yeah.

Construction equipment.

God.

You okay, Mary?

Huh? Yeah, fine.

I'm good.

It's nice. It's nice, isn't it, Dom?

I'm sorry. I... I gotta take this.

Excuse me. Sure.

I don't know what to do
with all these feelings.

I like it. I hate it.

Then it just hurts so bad.

Yeah, well, get used to it.

You're now officially
part of the human race.

It's good days, bad days,
and no matter what you do,

there's no real sense you
ever did the right thing.

I don't know what I'd
do without you, Mary.

Seriously.

Look, Dom, I just want
you to take it slow.

Okay? Promise.

I promise.

All right.

So when do you think I
can ask her to marry me?

- Dom.
- That was a joke.

Hey.

Just got your text. You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Just, um... why don't you want to come in?

I don't know.

I think I just, um, I think I
just wanted to talk a little bit.

But that's all.

I hope it's not an inconvenient time.

It's 2:00 in the morning.

Figured you'd be up.

I saw you there.

Oh, man.

Really?

It's okay.

I wanted to call and explain.

God, no, please, don't.

No. No, there's no explaining to do.

You know, I'm free, you're free.

I just...

What?

I don't know.

Just seeing you with her,
all of a sudden, it just hit me.

You know...

us being apart doesn't just seem real,
it's... it's real.

I know.

I know.

Okay. Look, I'm fine.

I'm sorry. This will not happen again.

I promise. Okay.

Mm.

Oh.

So how off do you think Dom is?

- Why?
- I don't know.

I can't quite put my finger on it,

but the more I get to know him,
the more I just...

What?

Well, there's a sweetness there, right?

And this kind of weirdly...
endearing awkwardness.

Yeah. Then sometimes he's talking,

and you see this angry flash in his eye.

Where he just says something that's
just off, you know, just wrong.

What do you want to do?

Let's find out exactly what
he said to Naomi from Naomi.

Mary, Marshall.

I'd like you to meet Teresa Simmons,
our new financial manager.

Financial manager. Wow.

So you handle reimbursements and stuff?

- Among other things.
- Right on.

'Cause I gotta tell you, the
government is more than a little behind

with my reimbursement check, so...

Here you go. That and... yup, yeah.

Those too.

This is a pile of incoherent scribbles.

Yup. Which you could now
magically turn into money.

Look, inspector, I'm not your secretary.

And I don't work for any of you.

I answer directly to Allison Pearson,

so, from now on,
go ahead and tape all receipts

to letter-sized white paper
and legibly write the purpose

for the expense under
each receipt in black pen.

Oh, and you can keep
the Starbucks receipts.

We no longer pay for
your caffeine addiction.

Mary, I beg you. Not day one.

So she's running the store now?

No, no, she just got her
hand on the cash register

so just back it up till I
can nudge it off, okay?

Okay, what?

- What, what?
- There's something else.

- No, there's not.
- There is.

- Like what?
- I don't know.

I just know there's something
you're not telling me.

Stop. It's like you
rent a room in my head.

And somewhere in mine,
you occupy a small pied-a-terre.

Oh, don't say pied-a-terre.

And we're allowed to close
the doors now and then,

so to speak, but it can't last.

You won't be able to hold out.

You're just gonna blurt
it out at some point.

I'm giving you the chance now to blurt.

There's no news. Nothing happened.

No blurting. Okay?

Okay.

Oh, my God. Would you look at that?

Well, there was a full moon last night.

Which, as we know,
tends to heighten emotional States

and bring about behavior that's
as reckless as it is freeing.

We don't know that. You think that.

Here's what I know.

Dom got a little action,

- so now we can step back and...
- Oh, boy.

That's not Dom.

Where's Dom?

Oh, Mary.

Hi.

Good morning. How are you?

Hiya.

- Uh, this is Bill.
- Nice to meet you.

You too.

Can we talk?

Just be a sec.

I really didn't come over to spy,

but I needed to talk to you
about Dom and last night.

Oh, this is really embarrassing.

Bill is my ex.

We broke up a month ago.

He found out I was on a date,
totally flipped,

and said he wanted to get back together.

So he came over, and we talked.

I get it. I do. It happens.

But, well, look,
this is none of my business,

but where's it leave Dom?

I like Dom. I love Bill.

Okay, just 'cause Dom texted
me after dinner last night

and sort of indicated that it was
getting pretty serious with you guys.

Yeah, Dom is, uh, not what I expected.

In the store, he is so sweet and shy,

- but then there's this...
- Other side.

I know.

Look, Mary, I get it.

Get what?

He is all yours. So go for it.

No. No. No. No.

That's not what this is, okay?

Just you seem to be around a lot.

Yeah, well, good guess. Not it.

Look, Naomi, just one thing.

Did Dom ever say anything or do anything

that scared you or upset you?

No. I mean, nothing scary.

Weird, maybe.

He said we were getting married,

and when I just looked at him, he laughed

and said he was just kidding.

Okay. Well, thanks.

I... I was gonna go over there

and tell him about Bill.

You know what? I'll, I'll do it.

Yeah, I think, coming from me,
it'll just be easier.

Okay, well, just please tell him

that I always want to be friends.

- You bet.
- Okay, thanks.

Friends.

'Cause guys love that, right?

If Dom wants a normal life,
he has to experience normal loss.

But the girl letting the WITSEC inspector

break up for her, that's not normal.

It's a Moliere play.

Yeah, it's very Moliere.

Jesus.

Hey.

Hey, good morning.

Hey, you guys got my text, huh?

Yeah, we did. Listen, Dom.

Pretty exciting, huh?

I've been online looking at diamond cuts.

Hey, do you like emerald or pear?

Well, Dom, listen, about that...

Mary, this is for you for last night.

Oh, yeah, no.

Well, we're not allowed to accept gifts

from witnesses. Please, I want you to.

And I'm really not a pet person.

Take the fish.

Okay.

I guess I could buy it.

My wallet's in the car. Could you...

But it's a gift.

No, I know, but I have to pay for it.

Just spot me. How much?

- Three bucks.
- I only have a 20.

I don't have any change yet.

Oh, my God. Here.

You can owe me.

Listen, Dom, the reason we stopped by...

You're here to tell me something.

Yeah.

About Naomi?

Yes.

Oh, my God, is she dead?

No. What? No.

Dom, it's not that. It's not that.

Oh, Jesus.

- You scared me there.
- Yeah, well...

Look, Dom, Naomi's seeing somebody else.

Seeing them to what?

No, she's seeing someone.

- She has a boyfriend.
- Yeah, me.

No, you're not her boyfriend, Dom.

You never were.

Look, I'm really sorry to say
it like this, okay, I really am.

But Naomi loves someone else.

Another man.

Not you. Him.

Dom, you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Dom, come on. Let's talk about it.

- Talk about what?
- I don't know.

How you're feeling.
How you want to handle this.

Look, Dom, it's hard, okay?

I know. It's really, really hard.

I've been through it.

Marshall's been through it. A lot.

And it never gets easier.

That's nice to hear, huh?

So what do I have to look
forward to, more of this?

Huh? Feeling like a fat,
stupid, ugly nothing?

Dom, come on.

No, hey, everything my uncle said is true.

Who'd want me unless I paid, right?

And who would? Huh?

What do I have? Fish?

Animals so dumb they don't even
know they're food in a cage?

Dom, I hear you, but calm down.

- Get out!
- Dom.

Listen. This is my store,

and it's private property.

And unless I've done
something wrong, get out now!

Both of you.

I know, but, Stan, that's the problem.

I know our job is to protect the witness,

but what do we do if we feel that we have

to protect somebody from the witness?

He hasn't done anything,
and from what you've told me,

there's no real evidence he will.

Stan, we both see it.

What we think might be the
best course of action here

is also the most radically off-book.

No, no, you can't tell the
girl who Dom really is.

- Stan.
- That violates his safety.

We can't arrest Dom.
It violates his rights.

And we don't have the manpower budget

to watch him around the clock.

Great, so let's do nothing.

Seriously, let's just sit
here and do nothing and wait

for the phone call telling us
Naomi's been blown to bits.

Mary, just calm down.

Calm down? Why?

What's so great about calm?

I mean, is it gonna make
anything worse for us

to take a good, hard look at the
homicidal ridiculousness of this?

Honestly, Stan.

Inspector, we have a job to do here.

Sometimes it feels great, sometimes lousy.

We do what we can. Anything else?

No. Guess not.

Whatever you want to do here,
I'll back you.

No, 'cause what I'm gonna do
will probably get me fired,

and if you get fired too, I'll have no
one to move in with and mooch off of.

Lucky for you, my interests are varied

and my career options infinite

if this whole thing goes
horribly pear-shaped.

Whatever's next for me,
my coattails are always there for you.

Oh, yeah? What's origami pay these days?

The Lakers had no trouble...

Hey, Bill, is Naomi here?

You just missed her.

- Do you know where she went?
- Yeah, the store.

Security alarm keeps going off.

She had to go reset it. Call her.

Call her on her cell.
Could you do that for me?

She didn't take it. It's charging.

So call the store. Please.

Why? It goes straight to voice mail.

- I'll call the bomb squad.
- Stay with him.

Come on out, sir.

Bomb squad! What are you talking about?

Naomi, stop!

Naomi, come on, get out. Get out.

Are you okay?

- What happened?
- Shh. Shh. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

He won't get anywhere without ID.

If he wants to get out of the country,

he needs a passport, right?

And if he knows you're alive, trust me,

he wants out of the country.

You know that cousin of his,
Lenny Difazzio, the forger?

The one who disappeared?

I'm not getting anything on him.

FBI, secret service, state, local.

No leads. Not one investigation into...

Wait. You don't think?

Tom's cousin's in WITSEC.

You want me to approve funds for
travel and the manpower because...

Because back in the day,
Dom had Lenny do all his fake IDs.

To get new ones, he'll reach out to Lenny,

who's now living in Houston
under our protection.

Houston's his third relocation
on a security violation

because he kept calling his grandma...

Who was also Dom's grandma.

And lately there have
been a lot of phone calls

between Leonard and grandma,

and between Leonard and an unidentified,

who's using a disposable cell.

Dom's in touch with cousin
Leonard through grandma.

- Mm-hmm.
- Good work, guys.

WITSEC is not in the manhunt business.

Dominic's not our problem anymore.

Hand this over to the fugitive taskforce.

Inspectors, you have your orders,

which are take all the time you want

and all the money you need
and bag this son of a bitch.

And while you're gone,
Teresa and I are gonna take

a little trip up the
food chain past Allison,

up where the air is thin
and the drop is long

and everyone plays for keeps.

And she's gonna learn never,
ever to give orders

to my inspectors again.

Okay?

So go.

I love knowing why I love you.

Hi, Leonard.

We're here to talk about
your friends and family plan.

You've used up all your minutes.

I don't know you. What do you want?

Where's my inspector?

Back at the office. Pissed.

Why?

Grandma again.

Only this time you weren't calling

for her baked ziti recipe, were you?

Well, it's my grandma for Christ's sake.

She connected you and Dom.

Right? Careful how you answer, Leonard.

Your freedom depends on it.

He's in town.

When I'm done making the IDs,

I'm supposed to meet him.

Where?

You're early.

I'm sorry, Dom.

Stop right there, Dom.
Let me see your hands.

You know, sometimes I forget,

people aren't words and wishes.

People are what they are.

Thanks for the reminder.

All yours, guys.

I wonder if they look at us and think,

"those poor people out there
trapped in that walkway."

I slept with Raph.

I know.

Oh, right.

You gonna get back together?

I don't know.

Maybe fight all you want, you still
gotta go the way your blood beats.

- Hi.
- Hey.

What?

Raph, I can't.

We can't.

It will just be the same
thing all over again, right?

Some of which was good.

Some of which was great.

Some.

Some not.

How about your girl from the other night?

Great?

It's too early to tell.

She seems sweet.

I hope she stays that way.

You deserve it.

"Character is destiny."

For the chronic do-goder,
the happy go lucky sociopath,

the dysfunctional family, under the gun,
everyone reverts to who they are.

We may hunger to map out a new course,

but for most of us, the lines have
been drawn since we were five.

Marshall.

I'm starving.

Sushi?