Las Vegas (2003–2008): Season 2, Episode 10 - Silver Star - full transcript

Damn.
You can say that again.

Damn.

You think any of them
have ever...

Done it with one
of the other ones?

I like to think
all of them have, Danny.

How about all four
of them together?

All except Mary.
No. Mary's into it, too.

You mean like a foursome?
Yes.

Wearing nothing
but whipped-cream bikinis.

I wonder if they know
we're watching.
No, but I do.

And I can also hear.



It was Danny's idea.
It was Mike's idea.

That's what I like about
you two guys. You'd take
a bullet for each other.

Listen, you pervert...

there's a problem
down at valet. Now go down
and take care of it.

Mr. D., I'm coming off
a double shift.

I was going to go home
and catch some sleep.

You didn't look tired to me
a second ago.

Oh, the valet?
It's not a problem.

And you.
You come into my office.

Come on.
We're just being guys.

Congratulations.

For what?

You've just been awarded
the Silver Star.

Big honor, too, 'cause
the Secretary of the Navy...



wants to present it
to you personally.

No. I don't want it.

When I worked the valet,
we didn't have
these kinds of problems.

No, sir, we did not.
Guests did not wait in line.

Cars were not late
getting here
from the parking lot.

There was no traffic jams.

This is crazy.

And no irate guests.
Things ran smoothly.

They ran professionally.
In fact, they ran perfectly.

I gave you my ticket
a half hour ago. Hear me?

Are you okay?

You think that's funny?

You might not think
it's so funny when
you're cleaning it up.

There's a car
with my name on it.

Somebody get a mop.
Got to go.

Hey.
I was here first.

What?

Follow me, boys.

Hey, stop that cab!

Hey.
Hey, I got your message.
What's up?

Want to go to L.A. With me
for a couple of days?

Sure. When?
Right now.

What do you mean, right now?
Like, right this second?

It's kind of short notice.
I have to pack a few things.

We can buy whatever we need
when we get there. Okay?

I have to get somebody
to cover for me.

I talked to the girls.
They can cover.

Danny, I have The
Polyphonic Spree arriving...

Mary, the girls will
take care of it. All right?
Now come on.

Have a seat.
Let's go.

Just pull up
the surveillance footage
from the valet.

Mike, I already did that.
There's nothing on it.

I know what I saw.

I'm not doubting you,
not for a second.

I just wish we had more
to go on, that's all.

I think they're eloping.

No.
Yes, I do.

No. People come to Vegas
to elope, they don't leave.

Danny did seem
a little high-strung when he
asked us to cover for Mary.

See?

Do we know where
they're headed?
Yes. They're going to L.A.

Danny said that they need
quiet time together...

so I hooked him up at this
incredibly romantic place
on the beach.

This place is so exclusive
it doesn't even have a name.

They're definitely eloping.
Why wouldn't they tell us?

I don't know.
I don't think Mary even knows.

I think he's going
to surprise her.
It's so romantic.

If you're into
that sort of thing.

Let's make sure they get
the honeymoon suite
at this place.

I already did that.
Yeah, but you're not into
that sort of stuff.

Whatever.

So, listen, Mary said she has
some band coming...

that we need to keep
an eye out for. Some...

Polyphonic Spree,
a musical group.

How are we going to know
what they look like?

I think this is The Spree.

What the hell?

Okay, Mike. See you tomorrow.

I know what I saw.

Hey, Daddy. Aren't they great?

Listen, who,
or what, are they?

The Polyphonic Spree
Wait...

Are they some sort of
religious cult or something?

No. They're a musical group
that combines...

sophisticated symphonic
orchestration with rock music.

They mix pop melodies
over sweeping instrumentation
and choral harmonies.

Are they on drugs?

No, they're just
incredibly spirited.
I'm thinking about joining.

You think you're gonna join?

Yeah, I heard people
just join the band,
and it gets bigger and bigger.

Isn't that cool?
Yeah.

Come on, Daddy, dance with us.

Where the hell's Danny?

He and Mary went to L.A.
They're eloping.
Eloping?

Wow.

Would you believe
that she has a genius IQ?

No.

Please, you gotta help me,
please.
Well, she's your daughter...

No, not her. Them.

You got to get them the hell
out of this hotel. Okay?

Yes. Well, that would be
a mistake.

Because their very loyal fans
have bought out every room
in the hotel.

We're sold out,
it's the middle of the week?
Yes.

What's their name again?
Polyphonic Spree.

I know what I saw.

What's going on?
What do you mean?

What are we doing here?

I just needed to get away
for a few days, that's all.

Okay, then what am I
doing here?

In the honeymoon bungalow?

I thought you went home, man.

I'm sorry, Ed,
but I saw a woman
being held against her will.

I thought you went over this.
I know what I saw.

She's here somewhere,
I just...

I don't have the camera angles
to see her because that
damn bus is blocking her...

I'll tell you what.

How about you and me...

we go over
all this footage together.
How's that?

All right?

Once they're married,
our foursome will be
a threesome.

I know. It won't be
the same without Mary.

No, it won't.

I'm sorry.
Did you just get misty-eyed?
No.

You were.
She was.

I was not.

Whatever.

And there you go
with that "whatever" again.

I think we should
throw them a party
when they get back.

Like a wedding reception?
Yeah, like a surprise
wedding reception.

I'm in.
Sam?

Whatever.

You know, it really
shouldn't be this hard.

Get some more cameras
in that valet section, Mike.

I already wrote up
a requisition order.
Good.

Hold it. Freeze it.

Push it in on that bus door
and then put it
on all the screens, will you?

Freeze.

The reflection in the glass
when the door opens.

It's just a split second,
but it may be enough
to grab a mirror image...

obscured by the bus.

I want you to move it ahead
frame by frame, one at a time.

Keep going.
That's it. Hold it.

Push in on that image
and enhance it.

Reversing the mirror image.

Now we got to find out...

What's up, Mike?

I had a cousin,
she was more like a sister.

She disappeared
when she was 14...

and the last thing
we heard from her
was "help me."

Got no ID.
Nothing with video IQ.

Whoever she is,
she's never stepped foot
on Montecito property.

Anything with Metro or FBI
on those photos you sent over?

No. They don't have
any missing person report
that matches that description.

So what does that mean,
they're not gonna
look for her?

The first 24 hours a person
is missing are crucial.

Mike, I know that.
But all they got to go on...

is what we gave them.
That's not much.

You got Ladies Night,
Vegas, that's crazy.

And there's a possibility
that this is a prank.
And that happens.

Does that look like the face
of someone pulling a prank?

No, it doesn't.

What was the name
of your cousin?
Michelle.

Michelle.

She came to live with us
when I was little.

Everybody thought
we were twins because
we were the same age.

How come you never
mentioned that to me?

If she hasn't been
reported missing...

that could mean
whoever took her knew she
wouldn't be reported missing.

Maybe she's a call girl,
an escort, maybe a stripper.

No. First of all,
in order to file
a missing persons report...

you have to wait 24 hours.

And then there's
the possibility that
she's a newcomer.

Newcomer to Vegas.

Just off the bus?
Yeah.

Hi.
Hey.

I made coffee.

Last night was
pretty incredible.

Except...

Except?

I mean, don't get me wrong,
the sex was great.

It was better than great.
I just...

I felt like
we were disconnected.

Why do you want to marry me?

You're the one that asked me
to marry you, remember?

Why do you want to marry me?

Because there were times
where I thought that
I was going to die.

And yours was the only face
that I saw.

And I don't know
if I'd have made it back...

if I didn't know that you
were here waiting for me.

You really think
that's reason enough
to get married?

The manager
from the honeymoon bungalow...

is gonna call us
when Danny and Mary leave...

which will give us at least
four hours to get ready
for the reception...

which I've already
taken care of, so...

You know, you say, "whatever,"
and then you make all these
elaborate plans.

Yeah. I like
wedding receptions,
as long as they're not mine.

You say that like you've
been married before.

What?
Sam, have you been
married before?

What the hell are you wearing?

A Polyphonic Spree robe.
What do you guys think?

I think it's a little...

Plain?
Yeah.

I know. I've got to talk
to their designer.

I'm thinking maybe sequins,
spandex.

Spandex?
Yeah.

You know, 'cause
of all the dancing
and jumping around you do.

You guys laugh,
but spandex is poised
for a major comeback.

Okay, spandex is not poised...

What about an Elvis version
of the robe?

You know, "Thank you,
thank you very much."

I would not like
to be in your brain.

It does kind of give me
a headache sometimes.

We've been here all night
and all we have

is this generic
white napkin...

used by every restaurant...

and food service provider
in town.

What'd she use to write
that "help me" here?

It's red lipstick.
The same color as on her lips.

The shade is used by every
lipstick manufacturer.

Millions sold worldwide.
Yeah, that figures.

And on top of that,
every cab in Vegas was
at the Montecito last night.

Right. We don't have
the footage...

to pull up
the license plate number
or cab number.

Hey.

Talk to me, son.

You know,
my cousin, Michelle...

we used to hang with
the same group growing up.

Neighborhood kids, you know,
people we knew
our whole lives.

Then one day,
Michelle started...

hanging with
the wrong crowd...

and she would disappear
for days on end.

And I told her,
"You can't do that
to our folks.

"They're worried about you
all the time."

So, we got into
this huge fight...

and she ran away from home.

And I thought she'd turn up
again in a couple of days,
like she always did.

But she didn't.

Pan up over her head there.

What am I looking for?
The signage on top of the cab.

If I could just get around
to see what's on the sides.

No. Not the sides.
Just focus on the inside.

The inside?
Yeah, see the tri-hat?

Go right to that hole
right above
the broken light there.

That's it. You see
that lettering? Focus on that.

I'll pull up a list of every
cab company D.B. Signage
provides signs for.

Everything is just
so different since I got back.

It's like, why did I live
when Marines
on each side of me died?

Why do I deserve this life
that I have, and they don't?
Why do I deserve you?

I mean, these guys
left widows and orphans.

So, where do I fit
into all this, Danny?

Do I fit in?

D.B. Signage provides signs
for three cab companies,
this being one of them.

The dispatcher here said
they had cabs
at the Montecito last night...

but never during
the time frame in question.

But, they did have
cab stolen two days ago.

Now, I know
it's just a hunch...

but I got a feeling
that stolen cab might be
the one we're looking for.

It's a little more
than a hunch, Dick Tracy.
Come on.

Pay back your marker
and you're up $100,000.

I'd say that's
a pretty good day.
Okay, we'll see you soon.

He'll blow it all
and be losing by lunch.

Wait. All right.

What's the deal? Fess up.
About what?

Were you or were you
not married?

Okay. First of all,
it's none of your business.

And second of all,
it's none of your business.

So what was he,
a convicted felon?
Cross-dresser? Gay?

He was ugly
and you're embarrassed.

I'm going to find out
who you were married to, Sam.

Big mistake!

Oh, yeah? What are you
going to do about it?

I'll show you what.
No, Danny. No, please.

I'll do anything.

Anything?
Yes.

The cab number is 5438.

License plate, 4B005H.

How was it stolen?

Driver went to lunch.
Came back, cab was gone.

Was that a usual place
he ate at?

Yeah, same place and time.
P.J.'s.

Usually eats
about 12:30 everyday.

Okay, thanks.
All right.

Call Metro and see
if they found an abandoned cab
within a 100-mile radius.

What do you think is going on?

Well, if this guy
cased the cab
and then stole it...

he sure as hell wasn't going
for a joyride, you know?

I'm sorry,
I'm a pretty smart guy,
but I'm not following.

What I'm saying is, it wasn't
a crime of opportunity.
The guy had a plan.

There's a good chance
he was using this cab
to lure his victim.

You make it sound
like he's fishing.

Hunting, actually.
Hunting?

The Polyphonic Spree
will sing at our little
Danny-and-Mary reception...

and I got everyone
in the sports book
to agree to flash...

"Congratulations, Danny
and Mary" on every screen
in the casino on my cue.

Sam was married.
I never said I was married.

You never said
you weren't married.
I was married once.

What? Where was I?
It was just for the weekend.

A Britney Spears
kind of thing, except I wasn't
drunk and puking in the halls.

Does your father know?
Yeah.

Believe it or not, it was
actually worse than when he
caught me in bed with Danny.

Now that I think about it...

my ex-husband's never been
heard from again.

You see, what I'm saying is
the guy that cased the cab
and grabbed the girl...

fits the psychological profile
of, you know, like,
a major predator.

You mean like a serial killer?
Yeah, like that.

Ed, how do you know this?

I use to work...

with the FBI's
Behavioral Science Unit,
profiling terrorists.

Behavioral Science Unit?
You mean like
Silence of the ambs guys?

Yeah, like those guys.

Well, shouldn't we be
contacting them?

Or maybe some kind of special
FBI serial-killer task force?

That's a good idea. Problem is
we don't have one,
not here in Vegas.

Nobody knows
this guy's around.

Well, shouldn't we
tell someone, so they can
set up a task force?

Boy, that's even
a better idea.

Just sit here
and wait for them
to set up a task force.

That might take a few hours.

What...

Look, Mike, the truth is,
this girl, she's stuck
with you and me.

That's all she's got.

This is Mike.

Thanks.

There was an abandoned cab
found just outside of town.

Okay. Where do I sign up?

What musical instrument
do you play?

None.

So you sing?

No, not really.

What exactly do you do?

Hello, look at me.
I mean, I have a great...

Everything.

I mean, I could be
the new face
of The Polyphonic Spree.

Yeah, new face.

After we got into the fight,
she ran away.

She was gone for weeks,
you know, we...

Then one day, she called.

And I was the only one
at home.

And she asked me
to help her. She was...

She was crying.
She was scared.

She didn't know where she was.
Everything was so confusing,
you know?

I couldn't help her.
I didn't know how to help her.

She hung up. And that was it.

We never heard from her again.

And I was the last person
to talk to her.

Fourteen years old, I mean...

What could you have done?
I mean, you couldn't
do anything.

She was a great kid.

She just...

She just got...

mixed up with the wrong crowd.

We try real hard
to keep our kids safe.

No matter how hard you try,
sometimes stuff just happens.

I mean, it just happens.

Sometimes it's harder,
the not knowing, Ed.

I'll tell you what, buddy.
I'll do some scratching,
you know?

You never know.

Did you ever think
we'd end up together?

You know, like when
we were kids?

Yeah. We were best friends.
We did everything together.

So, yeah.
Yeah?

Then you grew boobs
and ruined everything.

Did not.
Yes, you did.

Do you know what it's like
for a 12-year-old...

to suddenly have a best friend
who looks like you?

One day we were making
mud pies and eating them...

the next day you got those.

Yeah. Well, you didn't
seem to mind when I caught you
sneaking a peek.

I wasn't sneaking a peek.
I was curious.
They came out of nowhere.

They didn't come out
of nowhere.

You just weren't
paying attention.

I was paying attention.

I have to admit something
to you, though.

I kind of got a thrill
when I caught you
sneaking that peek.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Me, too.
Yeah?

You dropped the soap.
I dropped the soap.

What are we gonna do?

Yeah, he must have had
another car here
and forced her into it.

Ed, this looks like blood.

Yeah, it sure does.

Just watch where
you're walking.

It would help if I knew
what we were looking for.

Well, anything.
Anything that'll help us
find that girl.

Well, shouldn't we wait
for Metro?

We'll fill them in
when they get here.

What do we got here?

It's a white napkin.
A generic white napkin.

That's it.
That's what she was holding.

So, either he found it
and threw it out,
or she did...

in hopes of sending a signal.

I'm guessing it was her.

But now I'm thinking
he probably knows that you
saw the girl, you know?

Well, if he saw me, that means
there's a good chance
we could see him.

Call Danny.
Get him back here right away.

Mary, they're giving me
a medal for getting
everyone killed.

You could've died, too,
you know.
Yeah, but I didn't.

There was a reason you lived.

What reason?

That might be something
you'll have to figure out
for yourself.

What if I can't?

I have the wedding cake
on hold.

Five-tier?
Five-tier...

and it can be delivered
within 15 minutes.

It could have been me.

What? What could have
been you?
Me and Danny.

I could have married him,
but I broke it off.

I give any marriage
about two months.

You're betting against them?

This is Vegas.
The house always has the edge.

Sam, you married
one of your clients,
didn't you?

You caught me.

I knew you'd do anything
to get a whale to play,
but marry them, Sam?

I know. Well,
you know I'm a whore.

It wasn't a client, was it?
No.

Why won't you tell me?

Push into
that rear-view mirror there.

That's it. Those are his eyes.

He did see me.

So there was never
any trace of her...

anywhere around the Montecito,
correct?

Correct.
Correct.

So that means
he didn't grab her here.

So if he didn't grab her here,
what the hell was
he doing at valet?

You're asking me?

I'm still freaking out
you know so much
about the criminal mind.

Now you want me to start
thinking like you, too?

Why did he bring her to valet?

There's no reason.
If he's the hunter,
like you say...

he already had his prey.

Pull up all the footage
on the streets

around the perimeter
of the Montecito.

And then see if you can
video IQ the cab itself.

Video IQ a cab? I'm good, Ed,
but I don't know
if I'm that good.

Just give it a shot,
okay, Mike? Try it.

I can program the make, model,
signage, dimensions,
and wheel size.

Bingo.

Southwest corner
of the Montecito
and northwest corner.

East side, west side,
he was circling
the property for hours.

Yeah, he was
definitely hunting.

Ladies Night at Mystique.

Luis, you remember about,
I don't know,
five, six years ago...

they found all those
missing women's bodies
way out there in Henderson?

Had something to do
with a cab driver
or used a cab.

And he always had...
He had two girls.

He'd use one to get the other
'cause he was never without.

Right? Yeah.

What happened to that creep?

All right. If you
get something,
just call me, okay?

You think this is
the same guy?
Damn sure could be.

No one got into his cab...

so he never got another girl
to replace the first one.

That means that she still
could be alive.

Look, see if you can ID
any of the girls
he tried to lure in.

Oh my God! That's Delinda.

That smells good.

Hi, sleepy head.

I made your favorite.

Remember when you ran away
from home?
I was 15.

How long did I hide you
before my dad found you?

Twenty-one days.

Every morning he'd leave
for work...

you'd come out of
your hiding place
and make us breakfast.

Well, my hiding place
was your bedroom.

You'd give me the bed
every night.

You slept on the floor.

God, I remember
watching you sleep.

All I remember is how hard
that frigging floor was.

And how good you looked
in my clothes.

And, damn it, you still do.

Thank you.

I don't know, I kind of felt
like we were married
and playing house.

Yeah, me, too.

Those were the best 21 days
of my childhood.

Me, too.

She was in the back
of the cab,
headed to Ladies Night.

What the hell were you
doing out there?

I was jogging like I do
before work every night.

Well, why can't you jog
during the day?

'Cause it's 115
during the day.

I think I have a better chance
of surviving someone
trying to pick me up...

than jogging in the heat
of the Vegas day.

Yeah.

She's actually
got a point, Ed, I mean,
statistically speaking.

Okay. Tell me
about the girl, D.

She was in the back of the cab
and asked me
if I wanted a ride...

but it was really weird.

Weird, how?

Her body language
didn't go with her words.

Tell me about the driver.

He wouldn't look
directly at me,
but he was definitely creepy.

Creepy what?
Creepy, creepy, creepy.

Can you describe him?

Long, stringy, brown hair.

Kind of...

Stubble on the face,
kind of a weird nose.

Maybe an earring.

Guess who's holding one
Samantha Jane Marquez's
marriage license?

Don't you have work to do?
No.

So, ladies and gentlemen,
Sam was married to...

Your spouse's name
is blacked out.

Why won't you tell me?

Because it's none
of your business.
And why do you care?

I just want to know
what sort of man you'd marry.

Funny.

Excuse me?

I'd marry a man
who makes me laugh.
That's it?

He'd also have to be
smoking hot and filthy rich,
of course.

Of course.

Sorry, I didn't get
a good look at his eyes.

Don't worry, D,
we got the eyes.

No, there's something wrong
with that.

That's the mirror image.
Reverse it.

That's him.
That's the guy. That's him.

Please let me go.
Why are you doing this?

His name's Chris Johnson.
He was just released
on parole.

Ed, if this is the guy,
it would explain where he's
been for the past five years.

He was in prison serving time
for rape and sexual assault.

My God, why would they let
somebody like that out?

There's no address given.

I'll get the address.

This doesn't look good.

No, it don't.

I thought you said
he wouldn't do anything
until he got another victim.

I guess he's had her too long.
Got to get rid of her.

Well, you've always wanted
to kick a bad guy's ass.

He's a real bad guy.

I'm sorry. Ed needs me
back in Vegas.
It's fine.

This was fun.
Yes, it was.

Wait. Did you take
the soap and shampoo?
Of course.

Did you steal the robe?

Attagirl. Me, too.

Well, let's...

All right.

Fire! Your house is on fire!
Your house is on fire!

Mike! Wait!

Take it easy, that's enough.

Police!

Back up. I got it.

Get your hands behind
your back. "You have the right
to remain silent."

leutenant, on behalf
of the Commandant

of The United States
Marine Corps...

and the Secretary of The Navy,
I'm authorized...

and I'm very proud
to present you
with the Silver Star.

I told you that
I don't want it.
Read it to him, Mike.

"For conspicuous gallantry
and intrepidity in action
against the enemy...

"while serving
with a covert unit in support
of United States forces."

Ed...
Go on.

"It. McCoy exhibited
exceptional bravery
when ambushed and overrun...

"by overwhelming numbers.

"Showing no regard
for his own personal safety...

"It. McCoy called in
an air strike
and directed the ordinance...

"to be dropped
on his coordinates.

"It. McCoy's actions
contributed to the successful
outcome of the operation...

"and saved countless lives."

You saved countless lives,
Danny.

Thank you, sir.

The guy's a hero.

He doesn't know it.

Watch him for me,
will you, Mike?
Sure.

Yeah.

I got that old
missing persons info.

Oh, yeah. Thanks for getting
back to me so soon.

The girl you were checking on,
disappeared when she was 14?

Michelle Cannon, right?
Yeah, Michelle Cannon.

Her body was found
outside Salt ake two weeks
after reported missing.

What happened?

They found her buried
in a drainage ditch.

Ocal police never
made the connection.

Oh, God.

All right, thanks again.

You got it.

Hi, girls.
Hey.

How are you?
Good. How are you?

Good.
Hi, honey.

How was it?
It was nice.

Nice? That's all?

So, you want to know
what's new?

I'll tell you what's new.
Sam was married.

Technically, she still
is married. Aren't you?

Wait. You told her,
but you won't tell me?

Let's see the wedding ring.
Yeah.

What ring?

Oh, my goodness.

Mel, can you put
a hold on the cake?

I got to get
to the sports book.

Congratulations, Danny
and Mary. This is for you.

Okay, what did you three do?

I've got to go.

Thank you.

Mikey, what's going on?

I have no idea.

Mike, I need to talk to you.

I'm sorry, Mike.

What's going on, Mary?

I love you, Danny.

But no matter how much
we might want something...

sometimes, you know...

it's just not meant to be.

Daddy, what ever happened
to that guy I married?