Life (2007–2009): Season 2, Episode 17 - Shelf Life - full transcript
With Dani still away on the joint LAPD-FBI task force, Charlie and his close friend Officer Bobby Stark investigate the stabbing death of a man jogging on a pier. Surveillance video doesn't reveal much but a motel key in the victim's pocket leads them to his three friends. All four of them are soldiers on leave and recently served in Iraq. Charlie is puzzled by the fact that they aren't wearing their dog tags and soon realizes that are moonlighting as security officers. Turns out they may have a very special interest in the man to whom they are providing security. Charlie decides to do something about the private investigator accusing him in Mickey Rayborn's disappearance and possible death.
Crews.
Come in here.
You need something?
Yeah, I do.
Close the door.
Get the blinds.
The... The blinds, yeah.
Close all the blinds.
I need you to
stomp on my foot.
You need me to
stomp on your foot?
Yeah. It's asleep.
My foot's asleep.
Asleep, huh?
Hate it when that happens.
It'll be awake all night now.
Are you gonna stomp
on my foot or not?
Come on.
Give it more than that.
Anything?
Nothing.
Take it up a notch.
My second wife,
she was really good at this.
Must have been something
about her shoes.
What about Reese?
I'm bringing her along.
Got a tingle.
Do it again.
Now I'm feeling it.
One more time.
Yeah! There it is. Yeah.
There's a dead guy
at the beach.
Dead guy.
What was...
Don't ask.
Do all detectives
have to do that?
Bobby, let's go
to the beach.
Anybody see anything?
Runner.
He was coming through the crowd,
then he just dropped.
Big blade.
Hmm.
Buck knife?
Looks serrated.
He just dropped?
Stabbed through the heart.
Turned him off like a light.
Robbery gone wrong?
Shove a victim,
slit his pockets, knife slips.
Well, he's got
no pockets to slit.
No pockets.
So no ID.
You go out for a run,
you lock the door, right?
Don't run much.
That much.
No pockets.
You lock the door,
where do you put the key?
"The Sea Sprite.
Ocean Front Motel."
Hey.
Out-of-towners
love this zoo.
Whoo!
What's not to love?
Clearly you are
not a parent.
Out-of-towners
on vacation.
Not on vacation.
On leave.
Army.
If our dead guy
is one of 'em,
that leaves three more.
Oh.
One of 'em is
a real little guy.
Or not a guy at all.
What?
Can I help you
with something?
Those are nice sunglasses.
You get those on the beach.
You get a lot of sunglasses on
the beach. It's sunny there.
I'm gonna ask you again.
Can I help you
with something?
Well, you can start by telling
your two friends behind us
to put their hands in the air
and get down on their knees.
Dixon Simms, Andy Stiller,
Erin Cordette.
All active duty,
US Army.
Back from Iraq.
In LA on leave.
And the victim?
Travis Slocum.
They all serve together and
they all came here together.
I only count
three beds.
All four staying
in this room?
Said they could
only afford the one room,
so they rotated,
taking turns on the floor.
What about that diversion
attack they pulled on you two?
Said they saw strangers
in their room.
Training just kicked in.
I don't mean
to sound unpatriotic,
but I see a cute girl sharing
a room with three boys,
and now one of the boys is dead.
Well, they all alibi
each other.
Said they were all hanging at the pool,
while Slocum went for his run.
What?
What?
It's just...
Reese told me to...
Reese told you
to what, Captain?
Reese told me to make sure I
always ask you what you see.
Ah, she said that,
did she?
So?
What do you see?
Actually,
it's what I don't see.
She said
he might say that.
You're not wearing
dog tags?
You're all still on
active duty, right?
How come
you took off your tags?
When a policeman takes off
his badge, in my experience,
it usually means
he's up to no good.
I see those tags.
Took 'em off because we're
not over there just now.
Because we just wanted
to be here for two weeks.
Operation Fun and Sun.
Wouldrt expect you
to understand.
Okay.
Listen.
My captain out there...
He sees a pretty girl
and you fellas in this room,
he's thinking jealousy.
Not robbery.
Travis and us?
We served together.
Kicked major ass together.
Wouldrt expect you
to understand.
You don't expect a lot,
do you?
I get what I get,
and I don't get upset, sir.
Travis Slocum.
We're gonna have to
take this with us.
I'll make sure these get
where they need to go.
It's okay, Andy.
Detective Crews will be
respectful with that.
Wort you, sir?
They're all
from the Midwest.
They all saw
heavy action in Iraq.
This, however,
is their first time in LA.
Dirty clothes.
Dirty clothes,
dirty clothes.
A souvenir glass with the
letters "AFO" stenciled on it.
Does not mean
Air Force One.
We should find out
where this came from.
Where there's drinking,
there's arguments.
Arguments, there's violence.
Got a lightweight protective
vest in good condition.
Very light.
And...
And what?
A medal
for exceptional valor.
Sadr City, Iraq,
April 12, 2008.
Victim was a hero.
And Tidwell thinks
it's about the girl?
In the United States
of New York City,
where there's a dead guy,
there's a girl there somewhere.
Well, what do you think?
Well, I think you put a knife
into Slocum's heart like that,
you need training to get that
close without being seen,
or he needs to
know you, so...
So you can get that close
without causing any alarm.
And Travis' buddies...
Knew him
and had the training.
Hey, Reese.
Reese, you said something nice
about me to Tidwell, huh?
No, I didn't.
You know, Reese. With distance,
you're appreciating me more.
Reese?
Reese?
Well, that's just rude.
You know
she's not here, right?
You get the video?
Yeah.
It should be up now.
You can't see Reese here in this room,
can you?
I mean,
is she here now?
So many people. Can't tell who
got close to him and who didn't.
Nobody saw him
get stabbed.
Nobody even noticed him
till he fell.
Nobody saw anything.
I showed these pictures to everybody.
I even talked
to the human statue.
Oh, yeah?
What'd he say?
It was a girl.
Said she doesn't really look
at the faces staring at her.
What's she looking at?
Watching films
in her head.
Godfather III today.
Isn't that the worst one?
Yeah.
Said she watched the other two,
she likes to finish things, and...
Slocum runs into
this crowd alive,
and he comes out dead.
How do you kill
a guy like that?
Okay. I'm Slocum.
I'm jogging this way.
What, I just come up,
stick you in the chest?
Battle-tested soldier?
Doesrt seem right.
Excuse me, ma'am.
Have you seen this man...
You don't see
Reese again, do you?
Is she here
now, Charlie?
How do you kill
a guy like that?
He's been stabbed by... Here,
maybe, two, three seconds.
Wind it back.
You can't see him now.
We're not
looking for him.
He gets stabbed
right about... Now!
There. Look at that.
See the musician here?
She's turning up her amp.
This vendor spills his ice.
And these two guys here,
at the table,
they start
pushing each other.
All at the same time.
He said it was
performance art.
He asked you to argue?
When we got a text,
we started.
Same with you?
Yeah, he did.
He said it was
performance art.
He gave me $100.
Paid you, too?
What'd he look like?
White guy,
sunglasses, hoodie.
Could be. But, like he said,
he had a hoodie and sunglasses.
You remember
anything else?
Yeah, he was a tough sale.
You tried to
sell him something?
Big, Bad Bertha.
Since he had
all that money.
But I couldn't
get him to buy it.
You get him to touch it?
I did.
Always put the merchandise
in their hands.
First rule of sales.
You want to get
that dusted for prints?
I do.
A diversion.
Get Slocum's attention
going one way,
then push that knife right in
his heart and no one sees it.
Or the killer.
We've seen a diversion before,
haven't we?
Let's try this again.
Do you know this man?
Yes.
You know his name?
Mickey Rayborn.
How do you know
Mickey Rayborn?
I've seen him
in the papers.
The stories about his murder?
Yes.
Do you know him in any other way
besides the stories in the paper?
Yes.
In what other way do
you know Mickey Rayborn?
He was some kind of famous
cop before I got on the force.
Do you know Mickey Rayborn
in any other way
besides for him being
some kind of famous cop?
Yes.
In what way
would that be?
Detective, your answers
will not be used against you.
The bureau needs to know
your secrets so no one...
Will use them against me.
That's right.
Yeah.
In what other way do you
know Mickey Rayborn then?
He and my father
were friends.
They were both cops?
Yes.
And where is
your father now?
I don't know.
He took off.
There is a detail left out of the
newspaper articles about Rayborrs death.
Do you know
what it is?
No.
His body
was never found.
As a detective,
what's that mean to you?
All that blood
in the water nearby...
I'm guessing
he was butchered.
Butchered.
Do you know this man?
Damn it, I can't do it.
Watch movies
in your head?
Takes practice.
I used to be
really good at it.
When you were inside?
Mmm.
Godfather III?
No.
Home movies.
I'm guessing
that must have hurt.
I'm guessing
that's why I watched 'em.
Take a look at that.
Where is she going
dressed like that?
Why'd they take
their dog tags off?
That's like
a giant private jet.
Come on.
Let's follow her.
Don't have a warrant
or a ticket.
Come on, the door's open.
We can just walk on.
That plane, you don't need a ticket
if you look like you have a ticket.
No, Charlie, you don't need a ticket
because you look like you have a ticket.
Me? I need a ticket.
Okay.
Keep your phone on.
I'll call you when I land.
Jerry, that number's
a joke.
Jerry, that number's so
small I can't even see it.
Wait, wait,
do I see it?
No. It's too small.
False alarm.
Bye, Jerry.
Jerry.
Oh, yes.
Cell phone.
Cell phone, sir.
Thank you.
Welcome to Air Fun One.
AFO.
Is there anything else
you'd like?
Well, if it's a specific question,
I don't need anything,
but if it's a more
general question...
Excuse me.
Sometimes I think I don't need anything,
but I do.
I just don't know it.
Oh, is this
what I need?
I need you off this plane.
You're not supposed to be here.
You're not supposed
to be here, either.
Why'd you take
your dog tags off, Erin?
You know why.
I'm working security.
Which is against
Army regs.
I need the money.
I've been making less than
minimum wage for two years.
A lot less.
We all have.
Everyone,
you've got to be seated.
One moment please.
I'm just having some trouble with my...
Fastener.
Okay. Listen.
Travis was working
this plane.
You're working
this plane.
Anything you think I should know
about what happens on this plane?
The service called me this morning.
They thought Travis flaked.
I didn't say
what happened to him.
It's none
of their business.
I need the money.
That's why we came.
But now Travis is dead.
Yeah. Travis is dead.
But I still need
the money.
Erin, where's
this plane going?
It doesn't really
go anywhere.
So it's just a flying party,
where people get contracts signed?
Ooh, why'd they take
our phones?
Because they all have
cameras in 'em now.
You can sit there
for takeoff.
Right this way, sir.
I'll be right back.
What if I don't know the
way I want what I want?
You don't know
what you want.
Maybe I can help you
figure it out.
"Gus Wilvern.
Chem X Tech."
Vice President,
Customer Relations.
And you are?
Really, really
enjoying this plane.
Well, you'd have a
disorder if you werert.
And your name is?
Charlie Crews.
That Charlie Crews?
No, this Charlie Crews.
The falsely-accused
Charlie Crews.
No, Detective Charlie Crews.
You look a lot different
in person.
I am a lot different
in person.
A lot different in person.
That's excellent. Hey...
I gotta ask you, though,
who'd you come
on board with?
Oh, just me.
And this murder investigation
I got going on.
Slocum worked
security for you.
Temp.
He didn't show up this morning.
Our Slocum.
Murdered.
Here, after everything
he'd been through.
Maybe you wanna
go easy.
Just one more bottle.
They're very tiny.
We have the big ones.
People seem to prefer
the little ones.
Just nostalgia, I guess.
Why did Travis
work here?
Oh, these kids,
they get paid nothing on active duty.
I try and help 'em out
when they're on leave.
Between me and them.
So you pay 'em
under the table?
They're not supposed
to moonlight.
It's better for 'em.
And you.
Anything that
happens up here,
they can't talk about,
can they?
What would happen
up here?
Gus, you've got
grown men up here,
walking around dressed up
as cowboys and gladiators.
Some guys like to fly
around and play poker.
Some guys like to fly
around and play dress up.
I don't judge.
It's easier that way.
Any guys like to fly around
and play rough?
Travis Slocum see something happen
up here that wasrt poker or dress-up?
Something he just
couldn't keep quiet about?
Are you implying I'm trying
to get away with something?
Not implying, Gus.
You are getting away with something.
You clearly don't understand
Chem X Tech's relationship
with the troops, Detective.
We have programs, providing housing
for vets who are homeless...
All kinds of outreach.
How did you reach out
to Slocum?
Okay.
I'm gonna give you a number.
Protectanddefendurself. Com.
Twice?
To go to prison twice?
Just lucky, I guess.
You have such
a positive attitude.
But the second time wasrt for very long,
was it?
Not very long, no.
I don't know
about these things,
but is it normal to go in
and out of jail so quickly?
Prison. Not jail.
Prison.
And you know
what I learned there?
Do tell.
I learned that
I'm not this charming.
I'm sorry,
"This charming"?
This. Your smile.
Your laugh.
He's not this charming,
believe me.
You think
this is a joke.
You gotta laugh.
Are you finished
with these?
Now what?
We laugh.
But first...
I gotta get back to work.
I got Bobby in the car.
Tidwell called.
I'm back
in uniform tomorrow.
He say
Reese was coming back?
No. Got you some detective
from Valley Division.
Didrt get a name.
So this is your last day?
Let's go catch us
a killer, then.
What have you got,
fries in there? Mmm.
Pete Magnus.
Gus Wilvern gave us your number.
Protect And
Defend Urself Inc.
Who wants to know?
LAPD.
How'd you get
in my perimeter?
Your mom.
Real friendly.
Let us right into
your perimeter.
Nice knives.
You know how to use 'em?
You have no right
to be here.
I run an Internet-based
business.
You get security work
for troops on leave.
Everything I know is out
of your realm of authority.
Travis Slocum isn't out
of our realm of authority.
Well, Slocum made enemies.
He slipped up.
Should've known.
A military man must be
on guard at all times.
And I do mean,
all times.
Travis Slocum was military.
You're not exactly military.
He give you a hard time?
Slocum said the moron who kicked
my Army application was right.
I say bad judgment on his part,
bad judgment on theirs,
bad judgment
breeds bad results.
I was never giving
Slocum another referral.
You don't get out of this room much,
do you, Pete?
Flatfoot, you'd get your ass fragged in
two seconds you ever saw any real action.
Fraggedy-ass.
You know Erin Cordette?
She sent me a text saying Slocum
was sick, could she take his job.
She sent you a text?
That vulture.
Why would she be acceptable
to the Army and not me, huh?
You want to
show us that text?
Or should we make it
our realm of authority?
Where were you
yesterday?
I was here.
Earning my wages.
You may query my mother
on that if you wish.
Erin lied to you about
how she got on that plane.
Yeah, she went after
Travis Slocum's job.
Crews.
Okay.
Got prints off
of that bong.
We going back
to the motel?
Quentin Norse?
This is the police.
We have a warrant for your arrest.
Quentin Norse,
open up.
White guy, hoodie,
sunglasses...
And dog tags.
Quentin Norse.
Find a lot of dead
junkies in the shower.
Something to do with
wanting to get clean?
Maybe.
Well, hello, there.
They're grapes.
Yeah, but what kind
of grape?
They're not Red Flame or
Thompson or Concord or Muscadine.
It's like all of 'em...
Perfect.
Too perfect?
And evidence. Like all this
other crapola. So put 'em back.
Well, it's juicy.
It's crisp. It's...
A grape?
No, I...
I don't think it is.
So what is it then?
Grapey. Grape-ish.
Yo, Charlie.
Check this out.
New bills.
All rolled together.
Junkie in the shower didn't look like
the kind of guy to cash a paycheck.
Bobby.
Check this out.
Got blood on the blade that
matches our victim, Slocum,
and 10 grand
in a potato chip can.
Norse was spreading some of that
money around before the killing.
And Norse
was military, too?
Before our guys.
Desert Storm. In the '90s.
Dishonorable discharge,
10 years ago.
History of assault, burglary,
all drug-related.
One combat vet
kills another.
Everything connected, Crews?
Ah, you do miss me,
don't you, Reese?
How's the FBI treating you?
So far,
just security clearance.
Oh, the lie-detector, huh?
Do you want to know
how to beat that?
You can beat
a lie detector?
Sure, it's easy.
You just tell the truth.
Reese? Reese?
Tox screen came back.
The dead junkie...
His smack was cut
with drain cleaner.
So someone paid Norse
to kill Slocum,
then someone killed Norse.
She was on the phone.
Stuff I've seen,
this doesn't look like a bad way to go.
Friend of yours?
Pretty sure
he killed Travis.
I guess dreams
do come true.
I was hoping for
a sucking chest wound, though.
Not drain cleaner?
Somebody spiked his needle.
It wasrt you, was it?
You'd have shot him.
Sir, yes, sir.
Thing is, Erin,
"Sir, yes, sirs" aside,
turns out you're a liar.
First you tell us that you're here
for sun and fun, but you're working.
Then you tell us the agency called to
take Travis' job, but you called them.
Okay, I called.
Chem X Tech pays best.
You know how to beat
a lie detector, Erin?
Yeah, you tell the truth.
Where were you last night when
Norse here got his hot shot?
In a bar.
What bar?
We went to a bunch of 'em.
All together?
That's right. All together.
That's how we do it.
And it was just cash that made
you want to get on that plane?
That's right.
And it was just cash that made Travis
want to get on
that plane?
That's right.
'Cause you see, Erin.
We got two dead soldiers.
Got lots
of dead soldiers.
Yeah, but I'm gonna find
out why these two died.
Well, that's where we're different,
Detective Crews.
We're trained
not to ask why.
Just gets in the way.
Operation Fun and Sun.
Why'd you need a vest?
Now I'm talking to myself.
Chem X Tech.
I'm still talking to myself.
Chem X Tech.
Yeah, this is
one of ours.
Our polymer coating
makes it light,
but it's pretty much
indestructible.
Here.
See this serial number?
This vest is three years old.
Looks brand-new.
Now, I don't think the soldier
who wore it ever took a bullet.
See how straight
the fibers run?
Where'd you get it?
It was Travis Slocum's.
That's hard to believe.
Two years in Iraq.
Not a scratch.
You sell these
to the Army?
Oh, still a little pricey.
I convinced some friends at the
Pentagon to outfit a few platoons.
Put the merchandise
in their hands.
That's right.
First rule of sales.
I want to
show you something.
I'm just gonna step over
here to set this up.
Someday, you'll be
wearing one of these.
When they're cheaper?
More we sell,
the cheaper they get.
And this is how
I sell 'em.
You know, lab tests,
they're fine.
You really want
to sell something?
You ready for this?
Bam!
How great is that? Look at this.
I've done this 115 times.
116 times.
117 times.
You can stop that now.
I'm gonna get in Guinness.
No man has ever shot
himself more than I have.
Hmm.
You want to try?
Go ahead. Taste one.
It's like nothing.
It's nothing.
Until I say
it's something.
We extract the essence of grape and
then reformulate the fruit body.
The fruit body?
It has an infinite
shelf life.
It's not a grape.
Not until Chem X Tech
says it is.
Stays fresh until we inject the flavor.
That's not even
on the market yet.
Beautiful, ain't it?
Oh, yeah.
It's beautiful.
This vest connects
Travis to Chem X Tech.
A lot of troops
wear those vests.
And these connect Norse
to Chem X Tech.
Please do not ask me to go to
the DA holding just those grapes.
No, these aren't grapes.
Just the fruit body.
And you won't have to.
The dead junkie,
Quentin Norse.
Washed out of the Army then
bounced around the system.
Got help from
community outreach.
Paid for by a generous
grant from Chem X Tech.
Okay, so everything's connected.
The vest and the fruit bodies.
But how does it end up in the death
of a decorated United States soldier?
Decorated,
but not a scratch on him.
Two years in Iraq,
but not a scratch on him.
That's what Gus said.
Sadr City...
You get one of these medals
for getting wounded in combat.
Now, if Travis wasrt
wounded in combat, then...
Whose medal is it?
Army sent this.
After action report.
There werert always
four members.
There was a fifth member
of this squad in Sadr City.
Kit Weston.
Wounded?
Killed. Sniper fire.
Chest wound.
Died while Erin and Simms were
carrying him to the chopper.
Chest wound?
Wasrt he wearing one of them vests?
I mean, Gus showed you.
Bullets don't go through 'em, right?
Bullets don't go through the
vest Gus showed me, but...
Maybe the vest Gus showed me isn't
the one they shipped overseas.
Their buddy dies because
of a bad Chem X Tech vest.
They come over here
to set it right.
All together.
That's how they do it.
Sorry. Me again.
Anybody seen Gus?
He's not here.
So the party's here, the plane's here,
but the host is missing.
Security detail
is missing, too.
I'm looking for returns.
Is Gus in his office?
Where's Erin and Simms?
You don't say much,
do you?
Move it.
I'm alive.
Yeah, you're alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive!
Where's Erin and Simms?
Out that door.
Where does it lead to?
Through my private waiting room,
back out to the hallway.
Are they armed?
Yeah. They got my guns.
They could be
in any of those offices.
Great to triangulate fire.
I'm alive.
Yeah, you're alive.
But we've still gotta
get you out of here.
Erin, we know
what happened to Kit.
We know he died
in Sadr City.
We know you were
holding him when he did.
We know he was wearing
a Chem X Tech vest,
and I know
you asked why, Erin.
Then you know you
should send Gus into the hall.
Can't do that.
Wow, Gus.
They really don't like you.
Yeah, well,
they broke in. Tied me up.
Yeah?
What did they want?
Were they looking through
all your files, Gus?
His vest
killed Kit.
Send Gus into the hall.
Look, come on, they're
out of their minds.
Our vests work.
They save lives.
I mean, you've seen
it yourself. They work.
For two years.
They work like a miracle for two years.
It'll stop everything
for two years.
And then...
They stop
stopping everything?
But the Chem X Tech catalog says
they got a shelf life of five years.
They do.
They work for five years.
I got a dead friend
that says they don't.
If you had a problem
with the vest,
why didn't you file
a complaint?
I don't think they were looking
for a class action suit, Gus.
The vests were Chem X Tech,
so we came here on leave.
Travis got in
the deepest.
He got in their computers and
traced the sale of the vests to him.
Two days later...
Travis Slocum was dead.
You get that junkie Quentin
Norse to kill Slocum.
'Cause that's
a mars job.
And then you killed
Quentin Norse.
'Cause that was just
drain cleaner.
Detective,
send him out,
or we're gonna come in
and get him.
Look, you gotta
get me out of here.
Backup's still
a few minutes away.
What do you wanna do,
Charlie?
"What do you wanna do?"
You wanna get me out of here,
that's what you wanna do!
Okay.
Let's get him
out of here.
We'll take him
down the hall.
Put this on.
Come on, let's go.
Put it on.
There's no time
for that.
Come on. Put it on.
This was Travis'.
Three years old.
It's still got two years
left in it.
You just keep your head
down and tucked, hmm?
Your vest should
stop any fire.
Come on, Gus.
You shot yourself
117 times.
I changed the numbers
from two to five.
Our lab reports said
two years shelf life.
Just like
the other companies.
The war was only supposed to
last six weeks. Six weeks!
I mean, who knew we'd still
be there six years later?
Don't tell me.
Tell them.
I changed the numbers
from two to five!
Who knew we'd still be
there six years later?
I think your leave
is probably up.
I think it probably is.
You asked me here
to look at your TV.
Well, we've never
had one before.
What do you think?
Also, I'd like access to all the
files you have on Mickey Rayborn.
Let me think about that.
No.
I know I didn't kill him.
I think Roman Nevikov
ordered it done.
But you spent a lot of
time with Mickey Rayborn
and I'd like to see
some of what you've seen.
Oh, let me think
about it, again.
No.
- Not no.
Yes.
That's what I said when
I used to make deals.
They would say, "No,"
and I would say, "Not no. Yes."
Be that as it may,
I'm saying, "Not yes. No."
Puryer Investigations.
Quite a business.
Wealthy clients.
Powerful clients.
You know
why they use you?
My clients use me because
of my reputation, Detective.
Don't you just
love that accent?
Everything sounds so smart.
So if you had no reputation,
you would have no business.
You got a client
who lives there?
Come on, you do.
I know this kid,
lives with his mom,
loves security,
loves computers.
Got us your client list.
Your whole client list.
Put up these cameras, too.
Live feed.
Oh, look!
There he is now.
And my client list?
What is that?
Oh, this is the button
that makes me laugh.
Do you want to push it?
Oh, okay, Ted, you,
go ahead. Go ahead, push it.
My reputation.
My client list.
My entire client list.
Okay, Detective.
I've seen your wall.
Now let me
show you mine.
These are our in-house
security of Mr. Rayborn.
Oh, there you are,
being taken out of his car.
What about the night
he was killed?
This system had been
corrupted that night.
Our cameras on his boats
were inoperable.
What are these?
These are images I had
taken off Mr. Rayborrs computer.
I haven't fully
processed these yet.
Who took these?
I don't know.
It was possible he was
employing secondary security.
Stop.
Go back.
That one, there.
Go full-screen
on that one.
Closer.
Is that Dani Reese?
Come in here.
You need something?
Yeah, I do.
Close the door.
Get the blinds.
The... The blinds, yeah.
Close all the blinds.
I need you to
stomp on my foot.
You need me to
stomp on your foot?
Yeah. It's asleep.
My foot's asleep.
Asleep, huh?
Hate it when that happens.
It'll be awake all night now.
Are you gonna stomp
on my foot or not?
Come on.
Give it more than that.
Anything?
Nothing.
Take it up a notch.
My second wife,
she was really good at this.
Must have been something
about her shoes.
What about Reese?
I'm bringing her along.
Got a tingle.
Do it again.
Now I'm feeling it.
One more time.
Yeah! There it is. Yeah.
There's a dead guy
at the beach.
Dead guy.
What was...
Don't ask.
Do all detectives
have to do that?
Bobby, let's go
to the beach.
Anybody see anything?
Runner.
He was coming through the crowd,
then he just dropped.
Big blade.
Hmm.
Buck knife?
Looks serrated.
He just dropped?
Stabbed through the heart.
Turned him off like a light.
Robbery gone wrong?
Shove a victim,
slit his pockets, knife slips.
Well, he's got
no pockets to slit.
No pockets.
So no ID.
You go out for a run,
you lock the door, right?
Don't run much.
That much.
No pockets.
You lock the door,
where do you put the key?
"The Sea Sprite.
Ocean Front Motel."
Hey.
Out-of-towners
love this zoo.
Whoo!
What's not to love?
Clearly you are
not a parent.
Out-of-towners
on vacation.
Not on vacation.
On leave.
Army.
If our dead guy
is one of 'em,
that leaves three more.
Oh.
One of 'em is
a real little guy.
Or not a guy at all.
What?
Can I help you
with something?
Those are nice sunglasses.
You get those on the beach.
You get a lot of sunglasses on
the beach. It's sunny there.
I'm gonna ask you again.
Can I help you
with something?
Well, you can start by telling
your two friends behind us
to put their hands in the air
and get down on their knees.
Dixon Simms, Andy Stiller,
Erin Cordette.
All active duty,
US Army.
Back from Iraq.
In LA on leave.
And the victim?
Travis Slocum.
They all serve together and
they all came here together.
I only count
three beds.
All four staying
in this room?
Said they could
only afford the one room,
so they rotated,
taking turns on the floor.
What about that diversion
attack they pulled on you two?
Said they saw strangers
in their room.
Training just kicked in.
I don't mean
to sound unpatriotic,
but I see a cute girl sharing
a room with three boys,
and now one of the boys is dead.
Well, they all alibi
each other.
Said they were all hanging at the pool,
while Slocum went for his run.
What?
What?
It's just...
Reese told me to...
Reese told you
to what, Captain?
Reese told me to make sure I
always ask you what you see.
Ah, she said that,
did she?
So?
What do you see?
Actually,
it's what I don't see.
She said
he might say that.
You're not wearing
dog tags?
You're all still on
active duty, right?
How come
you took off your tags?
When a policeman takes off
his badge, in my experience,
it usually means
he's up to no good.
I see those tags.
Took 'em off because we're
not over there just now.
Because we just wanted
to be here for two weeks.
Operation Fun and Sun.
Wouldrt expect you
to understand.
Okay.
Listen.
My captain out there...
He sees a pretty girl
and you fellas in this room,
he's thinking jealousy.
Not robbery.
Travis and us?
We served together.
Kicked major ass together.
Wouldrt expect you
to understand.
You don't expect a lot,
do you?
I get what I get,
and I don't get upset, sir.
Travis Slocum.
We're gonna have to
take this with us.
I'll make sure these get
where they need to go.
It's okay, Andy.
Detective Crews will be
respectful with that.
Wort you, sir?
They're all
from the Midwest.
They all saw
heavy action in Iraq.
This, however,
is their first time in LA.
Dirty clothes.
Dirty clothes,
dirty clothes.
A souvenir glass with the
letters "AFO" stenciled on it.
Does not mean
Air Force One.
We should find out
where this came from.
Where there's drinking,
there's arguments.
Arguments, there's violence.
Got a lightweight protective
vest in good condition.
Very light.
And...
And what?
A medal
for exceptional valor.
Sadr City, Iraq,
April 12, 2008.
Victim was a hero.
And Tidwell thinks
it's about the girl?
In the United States
of New York City,
where there's a dead guy,
there's a girl there somewhere.
Well, what do you think?
Well, I think you put a knife
into Slocum's heart like that,
you need training to get that
close without being seen,
or he needs to
know you, so...
So you can get that close
without causing any alarm.
And Travis' buddies...
Knew him
and had the training.
Hey, Reese.
Reese, you said something nice
about me to Tidwell, huh?
No, I didn't.
You know, Reese. With distance,
you're appreciating me more.
Reese?
Reese?
Well, that's just rude.
You know
she's not here, right?
You get the video?
Yeah.
It should be up now.
You can't see Reese here in this room,
can you?
I mean,
is she here now?
So many people. Can't tell who
got close to him and who didn't.
Nobody saw him
get stabbed.
Nobody even noticed him
till he fell.
Nobody saw anything.
I showed these pictures to everybody.
I even talked
to the human statue.
Oh, yeah?
What'd he say?
It was a girl.
Said she doesn't really look
at the faces staring at her.
What's she looking at?
Watching films
in her head.
Godfather III today.
Isn't that the worst one?
Yeah.
Said she watched the other two,
she likes to finish things, and...
Slocum runs into
this crowd alive,
and he comes out dead.
How do you kill
a guy like that?
Okay. I'm Slocum.
I'm jogging this way.
What, I just come up,
stick you in the chest?
Battle-tested soldier?
Doesrt seem right.
Excuse me, ma'am.
Have you seen this man...
You don't see
Reese again, do you?
Is she here
now, Charlie?
How do you kill
a guy like that?
He's been stabbed by... Here,
maybe, two, three seconds.
Wind it back.
You can't see him now.
We're not
looking for him.
He gets stabbed
right about... Now!
There. Look at that.
See the musician here?
She's turning up her amp.
This vendor spills his ice.
And these two guys here,
at the table,
they start
pushing each other.
All at the same time.
He said it was
performance art.
He asked you to argue?
When we got a text,
we started.
Same with you?
Yeah, he did.
He said it was
performance art.
He gave me $100.
Paid you, too?
What'd he look like?
White guy,
sunglasses, hoodie.
Could be. But, like he said,
he had a hoodie and sunglasses.
You remember
anything else?
Yeah, he was a tough sale.
You tried to
sell him something?
Big, Bad Bertha.
Since he had
all that money.
But I couldn't
get him to buy it.
You get him to touch it?
I did.
Always put the merchandise
in their hands.
First rule of sales.
You want to get
that dusted for prints?
I do.
A diversion.
Get Slocum's attention
going one way,
then push that knife right in
his heart and no one sees it.
Or the killer.
We've seen a diversion before,
haven't we?
Let's try this again.
Do you know this man?
Yes.
You know his name?
Mickey Rayborn.
How do you know
Mickey Rayborn?
I've seen him
in the papers.
The stories about his murder?
Yes.
Do you know him in any other way
besides the stories in the paper?
Yes.
In what other way do
you know Mickey Rayborn?
He was some kind of famous
cop before I got on the force.
Do you know Mickey Rayborn
in any other way
besides for him being
some kind of famous cop?
Yes.
In what way
would that be?
Detective, your answers
will not be used against you.
The bureau needs to know
your secrets so no one...
Will use them against me.
That's right.
Yeah.
In what other way do you
know Mickey Rayborn then?
He and my father
were friends.
They were both cops?
Yes.
And where is
your father now?
I don't know.
He took off.
There is a detail left out of the
newspaper articles about Rayborrs death.
Do you know
what it is?
No.
His body
was never found.
As a detective,
what's that mean to you?
All that blood
in the water nearby...
I'm guessing
he was butchered.
Butchered.
Do you know this man?
Damn it, I can't do it.
Watch movies
in your head?
Takes practice.
I used to be
really good at it.
When you were inside?
Mmm.
Godfather III?
No.
Home movies.
I'm guessing
that must have hurt.
I'm guessing
that's why I watched 'em.
Take a look at that.
Where is she going
dressed like that?
Why'd they take
their dog tags off?
That's like
a giant private jet.
Come on.
Let's follow her.
Don't have a warrant
or a ticket.
Come on, the door's open.
We can just walk on.
That plane, you don't need a ticket
if you look like you have a ticket.
No, Charlie, you don't need a ticket
because you look like you have a ticket.
Me? I need a ticket.
Okay.
Keep your phone on.
I'll call you when I land.
Jerry, that number's
a joke.
Jerry, that number's so
small I can't even see it.
Wait, wait,
do I see it?
No. It's too small.
False alarm.
Bye, Jerry.
Jerry.
Oh, yes.
Cell phone.
Cell phone, sir.
Thank you.
Welcome to Air Fun One.
AFO.
Is there anything else
you'd like?
Well, if it's a specific question,
I don't need anything,
but if it's a more
general question...
Excuse me.
Sometimes I think I don't need anything,
but I do.
I just don't know it.
Oh, is this
what I need?
I need you off this plane.
You're not supposed to be here.
You're not supposed
to be here, either.
Why'd you take
your dog tags off, Erin?
You know why.
I'm working security.
Which is against
Army regs.
I need the money.
I've been making less than
minimum wage for two years.
A lot less.
We all have.
Everyone,
you've got to be seated.
One moment please.
I'm just having some trouble with my...
Fastener.
Okay. Listen.
Travis was working
this plane.
You're working
this plane.
Anything you think I should know
about what happens on this plane?
The service called me this morning.
They thought Travis flaked.
I didn't say
what happened to him.
It's none
of their business.
I need the money.
That's why we came.
But now Travis is dead.
Yeah. Travis is dead.
But I still need
the money.
Erin, where's
this plane going?
It doesn't really
go anywhere.
So it's just a flying party,
where people get contracts signed?
Ooh, why'd they take
our phones?
Because they all have
cameras in 'em now.
You can sit there
for takeoff.
Right this way, sir.
I'll be right back.
What if I don't know the
way I want what I want?
You don't know
what you want.
Maybe I can help you
figure it out.
"Gus Wilvern.
Chem X Tech."
Vice President,
Customer Relations.
And you are?
Really, really
enjoying this plane.
Well, you'd have a
disorder if you werert.
And your name is?
Charlie Crews.
That Charlie Crews?
No, this Charlie Crews.
The falsely-accused
Charlie Crews.
No, Detective Charlie Crews.
You look a lot different
in person.
I am a lot different
in person.
A lot different in person.
That's excellent. Hey...
I gotta ask you, though,
who'd you come
on board with?
Oh, just me.
And this murder investigation
I got going on.
Slocum worked
security for you.
Temp.
He didn't show up this morning.
Our Slocum.
Murdered.
Here, after everything
he'd been through.
Maybe you wanna
go easy.
Just one more bottle.
They're very tiny.
We have the big ones.
People seem to prefer
the little ones.
Just nostalgia, I guess.
Why did Travis
work here?
Oh, these kids,
they get paid nothing on active duty.
I try and help 'em out
when they're on leave.
Between me and them.
So you pay 'em
under the table?
They're not supposed
to moonlight.
It's better for 'em.
And you.
Anything that
happens up here,
they can't talk about,
can they?
What would happen
up here?
Gus, you've got
grown men up here,
walking around dressed up
as cowboys and gladiators.
Some guys like to fly
around and play poker.
Some guys like to fly
around and play dress up.
I don't judge.
It's easier that way.
Any guys like to fly around
and play rough?
Travis Slocum see something happen
up here that wasrt poker or dress-up?
Something he just
couldn't keep quiet about?
Are you implying I'm trying
to get away with something?
Not implying, Gus.
You are getting away with something.
You clearly don't understand
Chem X Tech's relationship
with the troops, Detective.
We have programs, providing housing
for vets who are homeless...
All kinds of outreach.
How did you reach out
to Slocum?
Okay.
I'm gonna give you a number.
Protectanddefendurself. Com.
Twice?
To go to prison twice?
Just lucky, I guess.
You have such
a positive attitude.
But the second time wasrt for very long,
was it?
Not very long, no.
I don't know
about these things,
but is it normal to go in
and out of jail so quickly?
Prison. Not jail.
Prison.
And you know
what I learned there?
Do tell.
I learned that
I'm not this charming.
I'm sorry,
"This charming"?
This. Your smile.
Your laugh.
He's not this charming,
believe me.
You think
this is a joke.
You gotta laugh.
Are you finished
with these?
Now what?
We laugh.
But first...
I gotta get back to work.
I got Bobby in the car.
Tidwell called.
I'm back
in uniform tomorrow.
He say
Reese was coming back?
No. Got you some detective
from Valley Division.
Didrt get a name.
So this is your last day?
Let's go catch us
a killer, then.
What have you got,
fries in there? Mmm.
Pete Magnus.
Gus Wilvern gave us your number.
Protect And
Defend Urself Inc.
Who wants to know?
LAPD.
How'd you get
in my perimeter?
Your mom.
Real friendly.
Let us right into
your perimeter.
Nice knives.
You know how to use 'em?
You have no right
to be here.
I run an Internet-based
business.
You get security work
for troops on leave.
Everything I know is out
of your realm of authority.
Travis Slocum isn't out
of our realm of authority.
Well, Slocum made enemies.
He slipped up.
Should've known.
A military man must be
on guard at all times.
And I do mean,
all times.
Travis Slocum was military.
You're not exactly military.
He give you a hard time?
Slocum said the moron who kicked
my Army application was right.
I say bad judgment on his part,
bad judgment on theirs,
bad judgment
breeds bad results.
I was never giving
Slocum another referral.
You don't get out of this room much,
do you, Pete?
Flatfoot, you'd get your ass fragged in
two seconds you ever saw any real action.
Fraggedy-ass.
You know Erin Cordette?
She sent me a text saying Slocum
was sick, could she take his job.
She sent you a text?
That vulture.
Why would she be acceptable
to the Army and not me, huh?
You want to
show us that text?
Or should we make it
our realm of authority?
Where were you
yesterday?
I was here.
Earning my wages.
You may query my mother
on that if you wish.
Erin lied to you about
how she got on that plane.
Yeah, she went after
Travis Slocum's job.
Crews.
Okay.
Got prints off
of that bong.
We going back
to the motel?
Quentin Norse?
This is the police.
We have a warrant for your arrest.
Quentin Norse,
open up.
White guy, hoodie,
sunglasses...
And dog tags.
Quentin Norse.
Find a lot of dead
junkies in the shower.
Something to do with
wanting to get clean?
Maybe.
Well, hello, there.
They're grapes.
Yeah, but what kind
of grape?
They're not Red Flame or
Thompson or Concord or Muscadine.
It's like all of 'em...
Perfect.
Too perfect?
And evidence. Like all this
other crapola. So put 'em back.
Well, it's juicy.
It's crisp. It's...
A grape?
No, I...
I don't think it is.
So what is it then?
Grapey. Grape-ish.
Yo, Charlie.
Check this out.
New bills.
All rolled together.
Junkie in the shower didn't look like
the kind of guy to cash a paycheck.
Bobby.
Check this out.
Got blood on the blade that
matches our victim, Slocum,
and 10 grand
in a potato chip can.
Norse was spreading some of that
money around before the killing.
And Norse
was military, too?
Before our guys.
Desert Storm. In the '90s.
Dishonorable discharge,
10 years ago.
History of assault, burglary,
all drug-related.
One combat vet
kills another.
Everything connected, Crews?
Ah, you do miss me,
don't you, Reese?
How's the FBI treating you?
So far,
just security clearance.
Oh, the lie-detector, huh?
Do you want to know
how to beat that?
You can beat
a lie detector?
Sure, it's easy.
You just tell the truth.
Reese? Reese?
Tox screen came back.
The dead junkie...
His smack was cut
with drain cleaner.
So someone paid Norse
to kill Slocum,
then someone killed Norse.
She was on the phone.
Stuff I've seen,
this doesn't look like a bad way to go.
Friend of yours?
Pretty sure
he killed Travis.
I guess dreams
do come true.
I was hoping for
a sucking chest wound, though.
Not drain cleaner?
Somebody spiked his needle.
It wasrt you, was it?
You'd have shot him.
Sir, yes, sir.
Thing is, Erin,
"Sir, yes, sirs" aside,
turns out you're a liar.
First you tell us that you're here
for sun and fun, but you're working.
Then you tell us the agency called to
take Travis' job, but you called them.
Okay, I called.
Chem X Tech pays best.
You know how to beat
a lie detector, Erin?
Yeah, you tell the truth.
Where were you last night when
Norse here got his hot shot?
In a bar.
What bar?
We went to a bunch of 'em.
All together?
That's right. All together.
That's how we do it.
And it was just cash that made
you want to get on that plane?
That's right.
And it was just cash that made Travis
want to get on
that plane?
That's right.
'Cause you see, Erin.
We got two dead soldiers.
Got lots
of dead soldiers.
Yeah, but I'm gonna find
out why these two died.
Well, that's where we're different,
Detective Crews.
We're trained
not to ask why.
Just gets in the way.
Operation Fun and Sun.
Why'd you need a vest?
Now I'm talking to myself.
Chem X Tech.
I'm still talking to myself.
Chem X Tech.
Yeah, this is
one of ours.
Our polymer coating
makes it light,
but it's pretty much
indestructible.
Here.
See this serial number?
This vest is three years old.
Looks brand-new.
Now, I don't think the soldier
who wore it ever took a bullet.
See how straight
the fibers run?
Where'd you get it?
It was Travis Slocum's.
That's hard to believe.
Two years in Iraq.
Not a scratch.
You sell these
to the Army?
Oh, still a little pricey.
I convinced some friends at the
Pentagon to outfit a few platoons.
Put the merchandise
in their hands.
That's right.
First rule of sales.
I want to
show you something.
I'm just gonna step over
here to set this up.
Someday, you'll be
wearing one of these.
When they're cheaper?
More we sell,
the cheaper they get.
And this is how
I sell 'em.
You know, lab tests,
they're fine.
You really want
to sell something?
You ready for this?
Bam!
How great is that? Look at this.
I've done this 115 times.
116 times.
117 times.
You can stop that now.
I'm gonna get in Guinness.
No man has ever shot
himself more than I have.
Hmm.
You want to try?
Go ahead. Taste one.
It's like nothing.
It's nothing.
Until I say
it's something.
We extract the essence of grape and
then reformulate the fruit body.
The fruit body?
It has an infinite
shelf life.
It's not a grape.
Not until Chem X Tech
says it is.
Stays fresh until we inject the flavor.
That's not even
on the market yet.
Beautiful, ain't it?
Oh, yeah.
It's beautiful.
This vest connects
Travis to Chem X Tech.
A lot of troops
wear those vests.
And these connect Norse
to Chem X Tech.
Please do not ask me to go to
the DA holding just those grapes.
No, these aren't grapes.
Just the fruit body.
And you won't have to.
The dead junkie,
Quentin Norse.
Washed out of the Army then
bounced around the system.
Got help from
community outreach.
Paid for by a generous
grant from Chem X Tech.
Okay, so everything's connected.
The vest and the fruit bodies.
But how does it end up in the death
of a decorated United States soldier?
Decorated,
but not a scratch on him.
Two years in Iraq,
but not a scratch on him.
That's what Gus said.
Sadr City...
You get one of these medals
for getting wounded in combat.
Now, if Travis wasrt
wounded in combat, then...
Whose medal is it?
Army sent this.
After action report.
There werert always
four members.
There was a fifth member
of this squad in Sadr City.
Kit Weston.
Wounded?
Killed. Sniper fire.
Chest wound.
Died while Erin and Simms were
carrying him to the chopper.
Chest wound?
Wasrt he wearing one of them vests?
I mean, Gus showed you.
Bullets don't go through 'em, right?
Bullets don't go through the
vest Gus showed me, but...
Maybe the vest Gus showed me isn't
the one they shipped overseas.
Their buddy dies because
of a bad Chem X Tech vest.
They come over here
to set it right.
All together.
That's how they do it.
Sorry. Me again.
Anybody seen Gus?
He's not here.
So the party's here, the plane's here,
but the host is missing.
Security detail
is missing, too.
I'm looking for returns.
Is Gus in his office?
Where's Erin and Simms?
You don't say much,
do you?
Move it.
I'm alive.
Yeah, you're alive.
I'm alive.
I'm alive!
Where's Erin and Simms?
Out that door.
Where does it lead to?
Through my private waiting room,
back out to the hallway.
Are they armed?
Yeah. They got my guns.
They could be
in any of those offices.
Great to triangulate fire.
I'm alive.
Yeah, you're alive.
But we've still gotta
get you out of here.
Erin, we know
what happened to Kit.
We know he died
in Sadr City.
We know you were
holding him when he did.
We know he was wearing
a Chem X Tech vest,
and I know
you asked why, Erin.
Then you know you
should send Gus into the hall.
Can't do that.
Wow, Gus.
They really don't like you.
Yeah, well,
they broke in. Tied me up.
Yeah?
What did they want?
Were they looking through
all your files, Gus?
His vest
killed Kit.
Send Gus into the hall.
Look, come on, they're
out of their minds.
Our vests work.
They save lives.
I mean, you've seen
it yourself. They work.
For two years.
They work like a miracle for two years.
It'll stop everything
for two years.
And then...
They stop
stopping everything?
But the Chem X Tech catalog says
they got a shelf life of five years.
They do.
They work for five years.
I got a dead friend
that says they don't.
If you had a problem
with the vest,
why didn't you file
a complaint?
I don't think they were looking
for a class action suit, Gus.
The vests were Chem X Tech,
so we came here on leave.
Travis got in
the deepest.
He got in their computers and
traced the sale of the vests to him.
Two days later...
Travis Slocum was dead.
You get that junkie Quentin
Norse to kill Slocum.
'Cause that's
a mars job.
And then you killed
Quentin Norse.
'Cause that was just
drain cleaner.
Detective,
send him out,
or we're gonna come in
and get him.
Look, you gotta
get me out of here.
Backup's still
a few minutes away.
What do you wanna do,
Charlie?
"What do you wanna do?"
You wanna get me out of here,
that's what you wanna do!
Okay.
Let's get him
out of here.
We'll take him
down the hall.
Put this on.
Come on, let's go.
Put it on.
There's no time
for that.
Come on. Put it on.
This was Travis'.
Three years old.
It's still got two years
left in it.
You just keep your head
down and tucked, hmm?
Your vest should
stop any fire.
Come on, Gus.
You shot yourself
117 times.
I changed the numbers
from two to five.
Our lab reports said
two years shelf life.
Just like
the other companies.
The war was only supposed to
last six weeks. Six weeks!
I mean, who knew we'd still
be there six years later?
Don't tell me.
Tell them.
I changed the numbers
from two to five!
Who knew we'd still be
there six years later?
I think your leave
is probably up.
I think it probably is.
You asked me here
to look at your TV.
Well, we've never
had one before.
What do you think?
Also, I'd like access to all the
files you have on Mickey Rayborn.
Let me think about that.
No.
I know I didn't kill him.
I think Roman Nevikov
ordered it done.
But you spent a lot of
time with Mickey Rayborn
and I'd like to see
some of what you've seen.
Oh, let me think
about it, again.
No.
- Not no.
Yes.
That's what I said when
I used to make deals.
They would say, "No,"
and I would say, "Not no. Yes."
Be that as it may,
I'm saying, "Not yes. No."
Puryer Investigations.
Quite a business.
Wealthy clients.
Powerful clients.
You know
why they use you?
My clients use me because
of my reputation, Detective.
Don't you just
love that accent?
Everything sounds so smart.
So if you had no reputation,
you would have no business.
You got a client
who lives there?
Come on, you do.
I know this kid,
lives with his mom,
loves security,
loves computers.
Got us your client list.
Your whole client list.
Put up these cameras, too.
Live feed.
Oh, look!
There he is now.
And my client list?
What is that?
Oh, this is the button
that makes me laugh.
Do you want to push it?
Oh, okay, Ted, you,
go ahead. Go ahead, push it.
My reputation.
My client list.
My entire client list.
Okay, Detective.
I've seen your wall.
Now let me
show you mine.
These are our in-house
security of Mr. Rayborn.
Oh, there you are,
being taken out of his car.
What about the night
he was killed?
This system had been
corrupted that night.
Our cameras on his boats
were inoperable.
What are these?
These are images I had
taken off Mr. Rayborrs computer.
I haven't fully
processed these yet.
Who took these?
I don't know.
It was possible he was
employing secondary security.
Stop.
Go back.
That one, there.
Go full-screen
on that one.
Closer.
Is that Dani Reese?