Lethal Weapon (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Can I Get a Witness? - full transcript

Your drink orders.

Thank you.

And good luck to you, ma'am.

You, too, can be a winner.

Be sure to join
our million-dollar jackpot.

What? Come on, you ate yesterday.

There's nothing in there.
Don't waste your time.

Okay, obviously, I was saving that.

Well, great news.

The most darling young couple
just made an offer on your house.

Anyone want some smoothie?
There's kale in it.



God, no.

I'm disappointed in you, son.

When was the last time
you had a vegetable?

Women like men who are responsible.

Men who take care of their bodies.

- Like you're taking care of this, I see.
- Hey, don't touch that.

- Hey.
- I was exhaling.

You're gonna be late for school, RJ.
Go on.

- Big guts are hereditary.
- Yeah, all right. We'll see.

Let's hope the same is true
of your other qualities.

- Like my strength.
- Yes.

My love for hearty soups.

That, too. And...

Your robust sense of adventure.



- I forgot about that one.
- But I have not.

Which is why I think that it is
finally time for our dream vacation.

Hawaii.

Yes, you in a bikini with a Mai Tai.

No.

Climbing Kilimanjaro.

That sounds dangerous,
especially with a Mai Tai.

Dangerous? Come on, honey,
what are you worried about, dangerous?

You ride around all day with Martin Riggs.

I already experienced my adventure with
a little thing called open heart surgery.

Roger, you were the one who told me
climbing Kilimanjaro was your dream.

When did I say that was my dream?

On our fourth date.

Fourth date.

Baby, I hadn't slept with you yet.

So, I might have overstated my interest

- in mountaineering just to, you know...
- Get in my pants?

- Correct.
- Gosh.

- Listen, Trish...
- No, you listen.

I've waited 18 years
to have a little us time.

And I love our baby girl,
but I'm not waiting 18 more.

Time to dream big, go big,
and get out of our comfort zone a little.

Here's the thing about our comfort zone.

- It's very comfortable.
- Stop.

Until it's not.

I gotta go.
Armed robbery, Hollywood Park Casino.

- This isn't over.
- I didn't think it was.

I never understand why people come here.

It's waste of money.
It's like mountain climbing.

Well, there's free alcohol.

Bailey. What have we got?

No fatalities. But they took a million.

And add to that what some customers
stole during the commotion.

My security guards found a woman
with $1,000 in chips in her girdle.

Girdle. People still wear those things?

I'm wearing one right now.

Sam Fisher.

I've owned this place for 20 years,

but these scumbags might as well
have put a bullet in me.

The jackpot, that was my last hope
for keeping the doors here open.

I thought the house always wins.

It does. As long as you've got gamblers.

But I've lost them to Vegas
and the Indian casinos.

This is Sarah McFadden.

She's a cocktail waitress.

Says she saw something.

Well, I didn't see much really.
Just the engine cover on one of the bikes.

It had, like, a snake design.

Sounds like a custom job.

Let's try all the local bike shops.

Thank you.

Mr. Fisher, do you mind showing Detective
Bailey some of your security footage?

Absolutely. Come on.

- You think he really wears a girdle?
- Unclear.

I guess a sucker really is born
every minute?

Come on, Rog,
where's your sense of adventure?

You been talking to Trish?

You need to place a bet in chips.

That's a cashier's check.
We're good to go.

That's $147,000. That's your house.

It's your safety net.

- "Safety net." You're cute, Roger.
- No more bets?

Are you out of your damn mind? You...
Okay, you know what?

You go ahead and blow your money
how you want to blow your money.

I can't say I care either way.

You know, I can't watch this madness.

- Riggs, pick up that damn check.
- Drop it.

- You knew I'd do that. You care.
- And the suspense is killing me.

Black 26.

Wow, look at that.

You just cost me a ton of money.

But wait for it.

I don't care.

It's like they rehearsed this in advance.

So they got good intel.
Could be employees or regulars.

Regulars? Who the hell would be
a regular in this dump?

Yo, Sonya. What's up?

Hey, Moxie, how you doing?

Sonya? No wonder why
you want to get up out of here.

Sometimes I come here to relax, all right?

To each his own.
Too bad you weren't here in the morning.

Could've been a witness.

Yeah, instead of our so-helpful
cocktail waitress. Look.

She said she saw the heist,

but she left before the crew showed up.

She missed the whole damn thing.

There's no way
she could have seen the engine cover.

So Why'd she say she did?

Come on in, Mr. Gottlieb.

- Billy, please.
- Okay.

- Coffee?
- No, don't bother. This won't take long.

Now, like I said,
I'm with the casino's insurance company,

and we just have a few follow-up questions
about the incident today.

I told the police everything.

- Which was...
- Not much, just something about the bike.

A custom engine cover with a snake on it.

- Is there anything else you noticed?
- I'm sorry, but I really don't think so.

Well,

we are offering a reward.

Well...

I'm real good with faces
for remembering drink orders and stuff.

And those guys knew what they were doing,
so maybe they came in before.

Maybe I could've served them.

If I showed you a mug book,
think it might jog your memory?

Yeah. Probably.

Fantastic.

- I'll take that coffee now.
- Yeah, sure.

Why would she lie about seeing something
as specific as an engine cover?

I don't know.
Maybe she's not lying.

Maybe she thought she saw it.

Or maybe she saw it before,
and knows the heist crew?

Or maybe she's the inside man...

She's alive.

Dispatch, this is 4-King-10.

I need an ambulance,
1270 Magnolia, Unit 2.

Copy that.

Stay with me, Sarah-

There was a shot fired.
The perp must be on foot.

Send all patrol cars...

Easy there, cowboy. Don't shoot.

It's okay, pal.

I'm a good gUY-

Sarah? Sarah?
You're going to be okay.

Stay with me, Sarah.
The ambulance is almost here.

How's he doing?

He hasn't said a word.

Well, that's not abnormal for a kid his
age after witnessing a traumatic event.

- How's Sarah?
- Doctor says critical, but stable.

The bullet fractured her skull,
but it missed the brain.

They're prepping her for surgery
right now.

It's gonna be about 24 hours
before she's conscious.

Right now, kid's our only witness.

Here's the thing, Doc.
You can make him talk, right?

Yeah. I'll just wave my magic wand
since it works so well with you.

Be patient. Ethan's been through a lot.

He lost his father,
he and his mom moved around.

Plus, he's been in and out of foster care.

- Abuse?
- Neglect.

Once his mother took him to a bar
where she was working,

another time she left him at a playground
so she could go on a job interview.

You know, I'll talk to him.

Traumatized kids need a protector,
a father figure.

Hey, there, little man,

I'm Detective Murtaugh.
But you can call me Roger.

You mind if I ask you
a couple of quick questions?

(Hey, hey, he)'-

Not to give you any parenting advice,
but you have his mother's blood on you.

Yeah, on that. Yeah, yeah.

Um...

Hey, little man. This nice lady here

is gonna take you back to the office
and ask you a few questions.

Hey, Ethan, would you rather ride
with Detective Riggs?

- No, why would he want to ride with me?
- Do you have a siren?

- Yeah, I got a siren.
- And flashing lights?

- Yeah, those, too.
- Then I'll go with you.

- Okay.
- Well, that settles it.

Ethan, please make sure
Detective Riggs wears his seatbelt.

All right, let's see,
we got all your major food groups,

we got cheese puffs, potato chips,
we got peanut butter pieces...

Are you gonna find the guy
who shot my mom?

Yeah, of course I am.

You know, but look, any information
you can give me will greatly help.

I only saw the engine cover.

You were at the casino during the heist.

Your mom said she saw it
because you weren't supposed to be there.

The babysitter flaked. Again.

And Mom's boss said he'd fire her if she
missed one more shift, so she took me.

I was behind the bar.

If you tell, they'll take me away.

Who am I going to tell? Come on.
Besides, it's a good thing you were there.

Found us a clue.

You're pretty good
at this crime-stopping stuff.

I'm not gonna fall for any of this
junior detective crap. I'm not five.

Can you catch a cheese puff in your mouth?

In midair? 'Cause I can.

I want you to listen to me.

All right, Ethan?
'Cause I'm not kidding around.

I've caught more cheese puffs in my mouth
in midair

than anybody else on the whole planet.

Prove it.

All right, we'll make a deal.

Each one of these I catch,
you tell me something you know.

Prepare to get wrecked.

Yeah?

All right. Notice anything
about the guy from last night?

He said he was from the casino.

Something about a reward.

But he was lying. I could tell.

How?

Look, grown-ups lie to me all the time.

I can spot it a mile away.

New deal.

I don't lie to you, you don't lie to me.

- Okay. Deal.
- All right.

I found a clear shot
on the security footage.

Snake engine cover.

The signature of this guy's bike shop.

Wow.

Look at this Harley Heritage model.

You're a motorcycle guy?

I don't know what that means.

Am I a guy who appreciates a motorcycle?

Yeah. Had one when I was 17.

Nothing like this hog here.

- You used to have a motorcycle?
- Damn right.

I'd still have one today,
but I gave it up when Junior was born.

Being a responsible father and all.

You got something to say, say it.

No, just... You on a motorcycle?

It's funny.

- Funny?
- Yeah. Like those dudes from CHiPs.

The TV show from the '70s...

1977 to 1983 to be exact.

I'll forget more about CHiPs
while I'm sleeping

than you'll ever know in your whole life.

Can I help you two?

Hope so. Murtaugh and Bailey, LAPD.

We're looking for any customers
that may have bought a bike from you

with a snake engine cover.

They all do.
I put a snake on every engine I build.

So, that's a dead end.

Thanks anyway.

- Sorry.
- Wait. Hold on. One other question.

How much for this Harley Heritage?

- F or you'?
- Yeah, for me.

Why?

Well...

You don't seem like a bike guy.

He is. He loves CHiPs.

He does?

He does.

Did you know that, in Season 5,
Erik Estrada quit?

And they replaced him with Bruce Jenner?

Okay, Ethan, I think it's time for you
to get some rest,

- and maybe to get some real food in you.
- Not hungry.

He did crush an
entire bag of cheese puffs.

Okay. Well, then maybe just some rest.

Listen, I think the safest place for you
tonight is going to be at a foster home.

No. No, please.

The last time I was in foster care,

I had, you know, an accident.

Hey...

No big deal.

Things happen, all right?
I still have accidents.

ETHAN'. Yeah, Well,

the foster lady hit me with a belt,

then made me spend the rest of the night
scrubbing the sheets in the bathtub.

That's terrible, Ethan,

but I promise you that we would never...

What about my Aunt Kristi?

I stay with her all the time
when my mom has to work.

Please, can I go to her house?

Okay. If your aunt takes responsibility
for you, then yes, sure.

But otherwise, it's foster care.

Yes!

Riggs, can you drive me over?
We can run all the red lights again.

What? Come on.

We had the sirens on.
It was completely safe, you know.

Seriously? We can't
tell her stuff like that.

And, that, young Ethan, is
how Ponch met Jon on CHiPs.

Good story?

Um, yeah, I guess.

Rog, I don't think CHiPs really hold...

Don't. Just don't, not with CHiPs.

- So, what's your aunt's name again?
- Kristi.

Hi, Aunt Kristi. My mom got shot,
and these are the cops solving the case.

I told them I could stay with you
instead of foster care.

So tell them it's okay, okay?

Hi, Ethan. Yes, I heard about your mom.

I'm so sorry. But, well...

You see, I'm not really his aunt.
I just work with his mom.

And now's not a very good time
for me, so...

My mom told me to call her Aunt Kristi
and I really do stay there.

I know. I know. Come on.

Sometimes.

I'm sorry. Really.

- But I just can't. I'm sorry.
- Okay.

Is everything all right with you?

You seem a little flustered.

Everything's fine. I need to go.

R09. Wu good'?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Just checking something out.

Hey, Riggs.
why don't you get Ethan in the car.

Look at me. You stay in this car.

Lay down on the seat,
and don't get up. Okay?

Low, lay down.

Kristi? May I come in?

Not polite to shoot at strangers,
you know!

Why don't you come out here
so we can get to know each other?

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.

Ethan?

What are you doing?
I told you to stay in the car!

I know, I just...

What? You just what?

I'm sorry. We're here because of me.
I'm sorry.

It's okay. All right?

I'm sorry I yelled at you.

I want to talk to my lawyer.

There'll be time for that, don't worry.

And you're going to have
a lot to talk about,

seeing as how you're being charged
with attempted murder of a police officer.

But you can make it
a little easier on yourself

by telling me what you know
about the casino robbery.

Know what would have made things
easier for me?

What's that?

If I hadn'tjust missed that big,
bald head of yours.

Close but no cigar, right?

Maybe I should thank you.

Because ever since our encounter,

I've decided I'm going to start
doing things I've always wanted to do.

Like causing bodily harm to scumbags
that try to hurt me.

That's enough, Detective.

That's enough.

Let's go.

Okay, little man.
Here's what we're going to do.

- Who's this guy?
- The boss.

Look, what he's trying to say is
take your time. All right?

Look at these guys and tell us if one
of them's the one that shot your mom.

What if I don't know?
You gonna yell at me again?

- It depends.
- No.

- You going to ignore my advice again?
- Maybe.

Then maybe.

You ready?

All right, come on.

All right.

Now, remember, they can't see us.
Only we can see them. All right?

Are any of these men
the one that shot your mom?

Do you see anyone you recognize?

No.

- Sorry.
- It's okay.

You did great.

We are so proud of you and we support you.

Um... Okay. Thanks.

It's important that children
always feel supported.

You feel supported there, Ethan?

What does that even mean?

Well, it means, do you feel, you know...

Support.

- Good talk.
- Good talk.

Yeah. All right.

Let's see if we can find some donuts,
or something.

Cops always have donuts.

Hey, you're home early.

Yeah. Things got a little down
and a whole lot dirty during an arrest.

- Everything okay?
- Everything's fine.

Hey, Trish.

I was thinking about what you said about

we gotta dream big, don't let anything
get in the way of our adventure.

I think you were right.

Baby.

- You want to go to Kilimanjaro?
- No.

I want to buy a motorcycle.

A motorcycle?

Yeah, I saw one just like the hog
I used to ride when RJ was little.

I figured I could put you
on the back of it.

- We could take long rides on the beach...
- Baby...

- We are not getting a motorcycle.
- Why not?

They're dangerous.

And to be honest, you'll look silly on it.

You are not a motorcycle type guy.

First of all, being a cop is dangerous.

Climbing big mountains in Africa
is dangerous.

Someone telling you
that you look silly on your motorcycle

is dangerous.

And most importantly,
I am totally a motorcycle type of guy.

Okay. I'm sorry to do this,

but Hawaii, 2003,

Mauna Loa Road incident.

That wasn't even a motorcycle.

I know. It was a bicycle, Roger.

The degree of difficulty way lower,
and how many stitches did you need?

It was a tandem bike. Tandem.

- And it was your fault.
- My fault? That's funny.

You lost the rhythm.

Whoa! Slow down there, little man.

Captain Avery, I'm Madeline Tate,
defense attorney for Russel Carswell.

He's in holding. I'll take you.

Off the record, Ms. Tate. Your client
fired a shotgun at one of my detectives.

We also have developing intel
on his involvement in the casino robbery.

Not a lot of wiggle room for the DA,
unless your client starts cooperating.

Cap, what do you want me to tell
foster care

about how long we need that kid?

He do the lineup yet?

- Tell them I'll call them.
- All right.

Different case.

Thank you, Captain.
I'll take it under advisement.

You sure you know how to ride it?

Do I seriously look like a guy
who can't ride a motorcycle?

Yup.

It's yours now.

Just gotta get you
to fill out the paperwork.

- Be right back.
- Okay.

Yeah.

Hey, you want a picture of me
standing next to my bike

so you can put it up on your wall of...

- You live here?
- Right?

Clubhouse on the beach.

It's awesome.

Yes, it is.

Hey, what've you got to eat?
I'm starving.

Um...

Here. Beef jerky.

High in protein, low in fat.
It's like a superfood.

What's super about it?

Well, it's called jerky.
That's a good thing.

Um, all right, so as you know,
legally, you're not supposed to be here.

Don't worry. I know how to keep a secret.

- I cover for my mom all the time.
- Yeah?

Yup.

You drink a lot.

Are you an alcoholic?

Well, that's a very
grown-up concept, Ethan.

No biggie. My dad was one.

You have a wife?

I did. She passed away.

That sucks.

You must miss her.

Yeah, I do.

All right, you take the couch,
I'll take the chair.

Let's get some rest.

Riggs?

Buddy, no more questions tonight.

Mr. Riggs is all questioned out.

I didn't see the man who shot my mom.

I heard his voice,
but I got scared and closed my eyes.

I wasn't brave enough.

I just wanted to get me and my mom
a new life.

Somewhere safe, somewhere better.

I'm sorry.

We're gonna figure this out. All right?

You and your mom are going to be okay.

Promise?

Promise.

Get some rest.

Did you really think that I wouldn't call

and make sure that Ethan made it
to foster care last night?

I was hoping you had better things to do
with your evening than check up on me.

This isn't about you, Riggs.
This is about Ethan.

I'm very concerned about him.

Has he had a decent meal
in the last 48 hours?

Has he changed his clothes,
brushed his teeth?

Look, you may have me on the meal thing,

but he turned his underwear inside out,

and I know that might not
live up to your standards...

Do you even hear yourself right now?

How am I going to get this kid to trust me

if I go dump him
in some crappy foster home?

Does he trust you now?

He told me that he did not see
his mom's shooter.

He lied to us
'cause he was hoping that we could

give him and his mom a fresh start.

That's my fault.

I should've seen that a child
as parentified as Ethan

would have done anything
to protect his mother.

Tough little man. Gotta give him that.

Well, maybe in foster care,
he'll be allowed to be a child again.

- Okay. About that...
- No, enough is enough, Riggs.

He's not a witness anymore.
We can't keep him any longer.

So what am I supposed to do?

Just say sayonara,
and dump him in the system?

It sucks, but, yes,
that's the way it works.

I'll drive him to foster care.

Let me do it.

You're just doing your job.

Murtaugh, I got something.

I ran Sam Fisher through the system.

Not even an unpaid parking ticket.

But three years ago,
he filed a restraining order

against this guy named Billy Gottlieb,
his step-son from a first marriage.

In the court docs, Fisher says
that Billy demanded money from him

and threatened him physically.

Does Billy The Kid have a record?

One prior for assault, two for robbery.

Run his driver's license.

Wild guess.

He's a bike guy.

Yup. Motorcycle license.

Takes one to know one.

Well? How'd it go with Russ?

You're going to need to pay him
to keep his mouth shut.

Wants 300k.

It's not like he doesn't know
you got a million from the casino.

Yeah, well, the problem is,

even if I pay him,
the cops still have a witness.

I think their witness might be a kid.

Russ said they brought a boy
to his girlfriend's place,

- the son of that waitress.
- What was her name again?

Sarah. Sarah McFadden.

Cops were talking about taking the boy
to foster care.

And one non-healthy snack every hour.

Tsk. Ain't that right?

Hey, look, if you have any trouble
or you need anything,

you just call the division
and ask for me, okay?

Yeah. Sure.

Hey, come on, it's better this way.

And we both know
I'm not a responsible adult, right?

Hey, I'll come check on you tomorrow,
see how you're doing, all right?

Don't bother.

Buddy“.

Hi, there. Detective Brandon, LAPD.

My partner just dropped off
the McFadden kid.

And, well, there's a little more paperwork
we have to fill out.

I just wanted to ask him
a follow-up question.

Ethan's right in here.

At least he was.

Ethan, what are you doing?
You're gonna get us both in trouble.

- It was an emergency.
- What's the emergency?

I saw the man who shot my mom.
At foster care.

Look, we had a deal. No lying.

I'm not lying! I saw him. For real.

I heard his voice at the foster center.

And he came in looking for me. So, I ran.

He was tall, with slicked-back hair,
kind of scruffy.

He said he was a cop,
but he was lying to them,

just like he lied to my mom.

Hey, Cap. Let me call you back,
I'm in the middle of something.

Murtaugh cracked it. It was Fisher's son,
a guy named Billy Gottlieb.

He robbed the casino
and then went after Sarah

because he thought she could ID him.

There's a warrant out on Billy now
and Murtaugh's on his way to meet you.

Question. Billy doesn't happen to be tall,

slicked-back hair,
and kind of scruffy, is he?

- Yeah, how did you know?
- Told you so.

Is that Ethan? What's going on?

Yeah, look, it's a long story,
but I'm getting him back right now.

Damn it, Riggs. Don't move.
Wait till Murtaugh gets there.

Hope he's hurrying.

Come on, go, 90, 90-

Jump inside.

Trust me. Come on.

Come on.

- What about you?
- Me?

I'm gonna be just fine.

'Cause you're a soldier?

Well, that, and I'm just
a difficult person to kill in general.

You know, kind of part of my charm.

Okay.

All right. Now, you count to 100. Okay?

Like with Mississippis?

Just like with Mississippis.

I'll be back before you know it.

30 Mississippi, 31 Mississippi...

Go, go.

76 Mississippi, 77 Mississippi...

98 Mississippi, 99 Mississippi,

100.

Like I said. Walk in the park. Come on.

Okay, look,
it's a little messy out there, okay?

So I want you to keep
your eyes closed for me.

- Can you do that? Promise?
- Promise.

All right. Come on.

Riggs!

Rog!

I didn't take you for a motorcycle guy.

I don't want to say the whole thing
was like CHiPs, starring me.

Except for the fact that it was
pretty much exactly like that.

Wait, hold on. What's CHiPs?

- No. No.
- What?

I will not dignify that with a reply.

All right, so what, you're gonna move
to the motorcycle unit now?

Nope. Can't let him do that.

'Course not. I'm too valuable here.

No. It's not that. Trish would kill me.

She letting you keep the motorcycle?

"Let me"? Not her decision.

If the road calls, I'm listening.

Sundays. She said I can ride Sundays.

If it's sunny out.

Mom!

Did you know
that beef jerky is a superfood?

And that you can brush your teeth
with cola?

And that Riggs' wife died
and he misses her

just like I miss Dad?

Thank you.

For everything.

Yes, ma'am. It was my pleasure.

You're leaving?

Yeah. Yeah. But, hey, I...

I promise I'll come visit you...

Hey, you're gonna want to save
some of these for your mom.

She needs 'em more than I do.

All right.

Don't eat cheese puffs without me.

Look, I can't go making promises.

- Lamebrain.
- Knucklehead.

- Get out of here.
- I'm going.

- Hey, everyone happy in there?
- Yeah, seem to be.

Give that to Sarah.

Tell her it's a Crime Stoppers' reward
for Ethan's help.

This is a lot of money.

Well, I got to thinking. Rog is right.

I mean, it's a good safety net.

- What?
- You might not be a total disaster

with the whole fatherhood thing.

I have to say, I feel like this is
a real breakthrough for you, Riggs.

You two are enjoying this.

- Yeah.
- Me, too.

Well, I'm not. So, stop.

You know what? And wait for it.

I don't care.

All right. Come on.

This is dreamy.

- Hey, Trish.
- Yeah.

Thanks for letting me keep the bike.

Well, I could hardly say no,
you look so good on it.

Maybe now,
you'll climb Kilimanjaro with me?

Maybe.

As long I can keep my arms
around your waist the entire time.

Running out of gas?

Seriously, irresponsible.

I slightly underestimated
the size of the tank. It happens.

Not to real motorcycle guys.

-
- You know what, it's fine.

I'm not angry, I'm just disappointed.

Yeah, all right.

So, do you guys want to come get it,
or should I bring it to you?

Just put the gas down and go.

- Where were we?
- Kissing.

English - SDH