Medium (2005–2011): Season 3, Episode 18 - 1-900-Lucky - full transcript
Allison's brother (Ryan Hurst), a phone-hotline psychic, helps a person whose husband was killed.
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Do you know what she looks like?
Of course, I know what she looks like.
I wouldn't be much of a psychic if I didn't
know what the girl of your dreams looks like.
She is blonde, athletic,
and very flexible.
Really? I don't usually
attract to the athletic type.
Well, I don't know what to
tell you. I am just a conduit
This is the universe talking.
And the universe has just told me
that you are going to meet a girl.
Oh, tough luck there, sport
your ten minutes are up,
why don't you go see if you can borrow your
mom's credit card and give me a call back, ok?
Sure thing, Michael.
- I'm on my break.
- What are you talking about, a break?
You are not working at the
mall there, there is no break.
I'm on my break, man.
Listen, there are laws, ok?
Well, just one of your regulars.
If you want me put it through
to someone else, I will.
Hit me, baby. One more time.
Hello, and thank you
for calling 'Psy-Line'
Your personal phone psychic is on and ready
to open up the portals to the psychic universe
Michael? Is that you?
Oh, thank God, it's Tanya King.
Ms. King. How was Paris?
Oh, Michael. Michael, Michael, Michael.
Ms. King, you can call me crazy, but
I am sensing some bad energy here,
- Has something happened?
- It's.. It's Gregory.
I've lost him.
You are kidding. Though
he's kind of big for that.
He is dead, Michael.
He has been murdered.
- Oh, Michael.
- Well, that's not good.
Hello.
Hey, it's Lee, sorry to wake
you but I've got a problem.
- Maybe you walk me through.
- No, i'll try. What's going on?
I am here at the crime
scene of robbery gone bad.
Man of the house surprised the intruder,
got his head bashing for his trouble,
Wife comes home from trip to Paris,
now finds him dead in the living room.
Wait, did you say Paris?
Yeah, but that is not important,
here is where I need your help.
She locked herself in the bed room, apparently she's
talking on the phone with her own personal psychic
- What do you think?
- I think I'm..
On my way over.
S03E18 - 1-900-Lucky Original
Air Date: 11 April 2007
By the looks of it, the intruder
encountered Mr. King somewhere in this room,
They fought and worked
away towards the fire place.
Intruder grabbed that poker
and struck Mr. King repeatedly.
Somewhere and all that, he hit his head
on that marble edge, broke his neck.
Grabbed Mr. King's wallet, his five-carat
ring, and a gold watch with diamond face.
- Worth about forty grands.
- Oh.
Detective Scanlon. My mother
is finally off the phone.
Thank God, I've convinced
her to talk to you.
- Okay, come on.
- Come on, Bridgette, go.
Come on everyone, pile in.
Oh, man!
So they broke into the car?
- It doesn't look like anything is missing.
- But, I don't get it,
someone just broke your window for no
reason at all? Why would they do that?
I don't know, honey, sometimes
people do strange things.
Can you pass me that blanket?
- So sorry, daddy.
- It's not your fault.
If I hadn't taken up all that room
in the garage to do my art project,
It's ok.
But, I don't understand, why
would anyone ever be so mean?
My husband was a wonderful man.
Loyal, devoted??.
He was a center of my world.
I understand, on occasion,
that the police have
been known to employ
- the services of psychics.
- Mother.
Now we understand what
you might have seen on TV,
that is not really a policy to the
Pheonix's police department, Mrs. King.
Be that as it may
I have been in touch with a very gifted
and sensitive young man from Los Angeles.
As soon as you finish your work here,
I intend to ask him to come
here to aver his assistance.
- Mom. Please don't do this.
- Wesley. Please
Mrs. King. Speaking as a representative
of the district attorney's office,
you don't wanna do that.
We wanna find whoever did this.
We wanna put them away for life.
You walk into a court of law,
and you say that psychic was involved
with the preparation of your case,
and frankly, jurors will
just start rolling their eyes.
I've spent months getting to know
this young man on the telephone.
He is a thoughtful, sensitive, sober
gentleman with a rare and valuable gift.
I am certain that in person, a jury
will find him just as compelling as I do.
Thank you for calling Psy-Line.
Your personal phone psychic is on and ready
to open up the portals of the psychic universe.
- Michael.
- Hey, wait a minute.
I'm the psychic around
here, who am I talking to?
It's your sister. It's Allison.
Hey, sis How cool is this?
Who would have thought out of all the phone
psychics in the world, you had to get me.
I ask for you, Michael.
Hey, did you know that your
cell phone is disconnected?
Yep. No. They do that now, after
a year if I don't pay the bill.
Don't get mad at me
I blew up my knee, and I couldn't
work in construction anymore.
Listen, I have to ask you something.
Do you have a client named Tanya King?
Yeah. Sure. Talk to her every Tuesday.
Pretty sad though. I guess she was way..
Her husband got beaten
to death, yeah, I know.
They have you on her husband's case?
- Well, you must be a mind reader.
- Haha
Here is the thing, I have a feeling that
she is gonna want to get you involved.
- Involved in what?
- In the case,
in the investigation on the
search for her husband's killer.
That's crazy, why would I get
involved there, I live in Los Angeles.
I am a telephone psychic
and I work in my underwear.
Well, I just left her. And apparently,
she thinks you are very gifted.
And very sensitive.
Well, you've got nothing to worry
about because you and I both know
I am neither gifted nor
sensitive, just broke.
And just like the ad says, "this service
is for entertainment purposes only."
Daddy?
Bridgette, what are you doing up? It's
late, you are supposed to be asleep.
I know who broke the window of your car.
What are you talking about?
Your window. I saw who did it.
It was Mrs?? Mrs. Ubershire.
- Mrs. Who?
- Mrs. Ubershire, my math teacher.
Bridgette, honey. How
could you have seen that?
It happened last night
when we were all asleep.
I saw tonight, when I
went to bed. I had a dream.
Um.. It turns out Bridgette
has cracked the mystery of
- who smashed my car window.
- You are kidding, who?
- Apparently, it is her mean old math teacher
- Ha. Mrs. Ubershire?
Yeah.
She is the culprit
according to Bridgette.
She wants you to tell the people
at work have them arrest her.
She is recommending a life sentence.
- That sounds fair.
- When I mentioned to her that..
that might interfere with her
completing math class this year
She indicated that that was a
sacrifice she would be willing to make.
Well, that's laudable. She is willing
to give up a year of math homework,
to see that justice is served.
Just like mother, like daughter
Is that the door bell?
Is somebody at the door?
Hello?
Can I help you?
Uncle Michael!
Uncle Michael!
Oh, who are you, guy?
- Why you couldn't call first?
- I know. I know. I totally should have called.
But, I didn't even know that I was
gonna come here until last night.
- We talked about this.
- What was I supposed to do?
She flew me out here first class. I had
a fully reclining seat and everything.
Oh, boy. I know that look.
The look that I get from mom right
before she threw a shoe at me.
You are lucky, we are
nowhere near the closet.
What's this about, "I am not a
psychic. I am an entertainer."?
Well, as it turns out being a psychic in this
particular incident, is paid a whole lot better.
- How much better?
- Tons
Rental car, hotel room, She sprung
for a new communication's upgrade.
Come on, don't be like
this. I needed the money.
Besides, I can tell when I was
talking to her on the phone that
if I didn't come down here and she would just
gonna hire some other swami to throw her guilt at.
Besides, when you are there to
deal with the devil that you know
Tell me exactly what
Mrs. King asked you to do.
I am supposed to go to her house,
walk around the scene, touch some
stuffs, see if I get anything.
- And that's it?
- That's it.
- She doesn't know I am a psychic.
- Ok.
And she can't know that we are
related. In fact, no one can.
- Alright. I..
- No, this is serious.
I keep a low-profile with the
district attorney's office.
I don't.. advertise what I
do. People wouldn't understand.
It can't get out that the King's out
of town psychic is my little brother.
No problem. I just need you to
do one little tiny favor for me.
And what's that?
I sure could use a ride to and
from Mrs. King's in this morning
You just told me that she
gave you money for rent-a-car.
Yeah, well, but if I don't spend it..
Listen, this is not a mature
business that I am running here.
Every extra little penny
helps give me that edge.
Oh, hell, I tell you what. You call her,
you tell her that you contacted the
authorities when you landed this morning.
That they assigned me to be
your liaison to the police
Liaison, I like that. No impressure.
I am gonna get Joe up, when
I let him know you are here,
see if maybe I can get him
to drive the girls to school.
There is one other little
tiny thing I needed to ask you.
If no one is using the couch I just
like to pocket the hotel money, too
- Bye, sweetie.
- Bye, daddy.
Come on, kiddo, last
stop. Everyone off the bus.
Hey, there she is, that's her, daddy!
Ah, the famous Mrs.
Ubershire, I presume.
So.. aren't you gonna
go and talk to her?
- About what?
- About what she did to your window.
Bridgette, I explained
that to you last night.
But, she is right there!!
I know but, honey I can't accuse someone
just because you saw something in the dream.
But, I saw her, daddy!.
She took a rock and
smashed your window with it.
Ah, maybe she did and maybe she didn't.
But, I still can't accuse someone
just because you saw it in the dream.
Now, give me a kiss. Come on.
Talk some more tonight.
Michael?
You look exactly how I imagined.
- Under watch, isn't he?
- I'm sorry?
This charade, I know my mother's
paying good money for it.
I swear if my dad were still alive.
He'd have this guy out of the
door so fast, his head would spin.
Mrs. Dubois?
Thank you.
Michael, tea?
Ah, no. in a minute.
I am starting to feel sort of something.
Tell me.
Tell me, what you are feeling.
Um.. t's.. it's hard to put into words.
Um.. different energies,
different auras.
Ah.. it's very delicate work.
Well, what about the killer?
Are you sensing anything
about Gregory's killer?
I keep... I keep seeing the color blue?
Does that mean anything to you?
Geez, maybe it was the mailman, mom.
Maybe he got tired of dad
not tipping him on Christmas.
Wes, please.
- What else, Michael?
- You know what actually might help?
Lunch.
Will you be joining us
for lunch, Mrs. Dubois?
Ah, actually I think I prefer to
step outside and get some fresh air.
Mr. Benoit, can I see
you outside for a moment?
Outside? Absolutely.
Is there a something
where I can scrub up?
Different auras, different energies.
Shame on you.
Being a little tough
on yourself, aren't you?
Give yourself some credit. You got
my wife eating out of your hand.
Mr. King.
Gregory, yeah.
Hey, sis.
That was quite a performance
you gave in there, Carnac
So tell me what color is my aura now?
I don't know.
But, I think maybe we
need to call the police.
What? What for?
Do you wanna know how
the killer looks like?
Well, I have a fairly
detailed description of him
What? From who?
I was just in the bathroom,
and so was Gregory King.
Henry Alonso, prior arrests
include possess of narcotics,
sale of the deadly weapon,
and the last but not least??
Um.. breaking and entering.
Are you sure? Are you certain this is
the man that Gregory King described you?
No, I am not sure. I mean, it was
a description, not a photograph.
But you've got to admit that
it's kind of freaky that,
this guy he described has all the qualifications
necessary for careers of a thief and a killer.
He makes a good point.
I think I'll see if Mr. Alonso's around,
maybe invite him down for a little chat.
Hi, dad.
- Hey.
- Where's mom?
She's working, I thought you're
walking home with Hannah today.
I am. I'm just here to deliver a
message from the principal. / Ok.
He wants to see you.
Something about Bridgette.
You understand Mr. Dubois that she
said it in front of the entire class.
And now she absolutely
refuses to apologize.
Mrs. Ubershire. I would like
you to meet Bridgette's father.
- Hi, Joe. Joe Dubois.
- Pleasure to make your acquaintance.
Likewise, and I am very sorry, if my
daughter has said anything to upset you.
As I am sure, you've noticed
she has a very vivid imagination.
In my experience, Mr. Dubois,
it's not a parents' job to
apologize for their child.
It's parents' job to make sure their
child can apologize for herself.
Bridgette, don't you have something
that you wanna say to Mrs. Ubershire?
Bridgette, we talked about this.
You don't know what actually happened.
Young lady, apologize. Right now.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Ubershire.
I'm sorry that I said you
broke my daddy's window.
I guess I don't know
what really happened.
Thank you, Bridgette.
Thank you, both.
Come on, sweetie.
I..um.. put some clean sheets
and towels on the couch,
we.. don't have a spare toothbrush.
Looks like we are gonna
have to buy you one.
No, just.. use this
toothbrush God gave me.
- Well, I thought you said you were thirsty.
- No, I was..
- I am.
- And?
I was just thinking about how one
of those always leads to another.
And another, and another.
And I remembered you said that
makes it harder to feel stuff.
See things.
Hey. It really shook you
up seeing Gregory King.
Oh.
Hello?
It's Scanlon. He's right here.
They picked up Henry Alonso.
He was high as a kite.
He pawned a 5 carat diamond
ring, and a diamond face watch.
Both stolen from Gregory
King the night he died.
Yeah, he is smiling.
Ok.
- Hey.
- Yes!
How did it go?
She's still mad at me.?
Well, she still thinks what she had
dreamt was a truth, so I guess so.
How about our fourth child? The
big lump living on the couch?
He fell asleep watching TV.
Fell asleep or passed out?
I'll have you know he didn't drink
anything stronger than orange juice today.
Geez
The guy cracks one lousy murder case and
suddenly he's the poster child for sobriety
Hey! He did good! I, for one, am proud.
Ok, you would..
If I see him out of our living
room, I'll be proud of him, too
Hold on a second.
- Stop it!
- Hey
Hey, where are you going? Get back here.
Oh, my God. You are him.
You did this on purpose, didn't you?
Oh, my God.
You knew who I was. from
the moment, you walked in.
Before you even bought
me that first drink.
- Hey, how do you like if we finish here?
- No.. no..
Good morning.
Dude, what is it with you and bathrooms?
Well, where would you prefer we meet?
Around the breakfast table,
with your sister and the kids?
No I get that
So, did you hear we caught your killer?
I certainly did, I couldn't be more
grateful for all your help with that, truly.
There's just one more
thing that I need you to do.
Great.
Mike!!
Michael!
They will bring in Henry Alonso and
give a statement in a couple of hours.
They wanna know, if
Michael and I wanna sit in.
You and Michael?
That's nice, that's thoughtful.
Yeah, well, he is the
person who led them to him.
I mean, I think it'll mean a lot to
him. You know, seeing it through the end.
Mike!
Well, that's weird. He's not here.
Hey, Mr. King, I'm sorry to
drop by so early in the morning.
My mom isn't here, she
is at the funeral home.
But, that's ok. I..
came here to see you.
I have a message from your dad.
He asked me to..
Look, since my dad never had a whole
lot to say to me while he was alive,
I find it kind of hard to
believe he is so desperate
to reach me now that he's dead.
Much less through a perfect stranger
Well, you know, ok, that's funny
because he was telling me the story
about when you were five maybe.
He said that you and he were in his
dinghy on the way out to his sailboat.
You slipped on a railing,
hit your head on a winch,
started bleeding like a stuck
pig You needed seven stitches.
You saw the scar on my head and
did some kind of internet search
to dig up my old hospital
records or something.
I am very impressed. Ok?
But, like I said, my mom will
be back later. Why don't you..
Your father said when he picked you up, he saw your face
covered with all that blood and he said "Wesley, suck it up"
"You need to taste blood,
if you wanna be a man."
And then he said, "What a stupid
thing to say to a 5-year-old.
One of my life's greatest regrets".
The kid needed a hug, and I did
the bad Hemingway impression.
I've always felt this glare on me.
It was like.. nothing
I did.. was ever right.
My work, my friends, women I dated.
Well, it's not like
he feels that way now.
In fact, your father
wanted me to tell you and
he said that you would know
what he was talking about,
that he would never let anyone tell
him who he could or could not be with.
And you should do the same thing.
Does that make any sense to you?
Oh, good.
Because it's really
important to your father.
And he told me that he
wanted you to know that
whatever objections
he had before are gone.
He said that you would
know what that meant.
Good.
Your father is counting on you, Wesley.
He wants you to take
control, secure his legacy.
He told me that he
sees himself in you now,
in the way that he never did before.
Oh.
- See you, dad.
- Bye, daddy.
Hey, what, no kiss today?
- I love you.
- I love you, too.
Relax, just a minute.
He was like a totally different person.
Only now he knows his dad felt that way,
getting the message
from beyond the grave.
It's like you transformed him.
It looks like it did you some good, too.
I'm sorry that I didn't let
you aware where I was going.
I was just..
But, after seeing Mr. King,
helping him reconcile to make
things right with this kid?
Catching the killer?
It's been an amazing couple of days.
By the way, I am not completely
convinced about the whole..
you found the killer thing.
What are you talking about? Allison?
What.. we found him, I found him.
He is found, we're driving over there
to hear his confession right now..
Don't.. don't mess this up for me,
it's over, this is
happened. It's past tense.
A trivia question to stout. Do you
understand what I'm saying to you?
Yeah, I do. It's just, I had a dream,
and your friend Mr. King was in it
with a woman. A very young woman.
Her name was Monica,
she was not.. his wife.
They were at his place and she
seemed completely out of place there,
I mean she had a tattoo,
a barb-wire around her arm.
They started arguing
and then it got violent.
What's in here is gotta do with
price rise in China, Allison?
I don't know,
Why am I seeing it? Why?
I mean, if this case is really
over, why am I still dreaming about?
What difference does it make?
What are you gonna pay
attention to, some dumb dream?
Or your brother, who's sitting
right in front of you telling you
that he had a close encounter in the
bathroom with forces from the other side.
You ran on my parade.
I was passed out in the alley
behind the warehouse on Pine Street.
I woke up when I heard a car pulling up
You saw some guy toss a fourty-thousand dollar
watch and a five carat ring into a dumpster.
I'm just telling you what I saw.
Can you tell me the maker
and model of the car?
Can you describe the driver? Can
you tell me anything that makes
what you were saying sound even
the slightest bit credible..
I don't know. I don't remember.
This is so the guy..
Ah, can you believe it?
I swear. After this,
after they close this case,
I wanna find this friend of mine
from the army, he's LAPD now.
I think that I can convince him to take
me on as a consultant, just like you.
I can't believe you are doing this.
I'm sorry, doing what?
You're jealous.. Aren't you?
What are you talking about?
Well, I guess there'll only be one official
secret police psychic in this family, huh?
Official secret police psychic.
You know what I am
talking about, Allison.
I didn't crack this case, I smashed it.
They found this guy red-handed with
all the stuff from Mr. King's house.
I've got him dead to right.
It's driving you crazy.
It's not making me crazy.
Nothing is making me crazy.
I look at this man, I listen
to the theory of his crime,
- I am not sure I believe it.
- That's because you don't want to believe it.
Because it means that your little brother,
Michael has got it all going on, just like you.
Just like you.
Just like you.
Where are you going?
I am going to spend some of
that hotel money, that's where.
You are absolutely sure.
It's not remotely possible.
Ok, well, thank you very much
for that information, Doctor
- Doctor?
- County medical examiner.
Apparently, Gregory King was
definitely killed by a man.
They can tell that just from an autopsy?
From the severity of the wounds
and their location on the body.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
Now they're positive Gregory King was definitely
killed by a man who was at least 5 foot 8.
So he couldn't have been killed by
a petite 20 something named Monica?
- Apparently not.
- Um..
- So, did you call him yet?
- My brother?
About 40 times, he just
doesn't answer the phone.
I'm gonna take a shower.
Hello?
Yes, he is, May I ask who's calling?
It's Laurie Jameson in the
neighbourhood watch group
Hello? Laurie
Michael.
Thank you so much for stopping
by on your way to the airport.
I wanted to be able to
say thank you in person.
Wha.. ah, you don't need to thank me.
You know, you paid me to do a job,
I'm just happy that I was
actually able to do it for you.
Oh, Michael.
Come in.
Michael.
You did so much more than
I ever could have imagined.
Those messages that you
brought us from my late husband.
You couldn't possibly know this,
but they've changed everything.
- Ah, what're you talking about?
- Oh, please.
Come, I want you.. I
want you to meet someone.
I want you to meet my son's fiance.
Michael. This is Monica.
Hi, nice to meet you.
Tell them you need to
use the bathroom. Do it.
You look puzzled out there.
You knew her. Monica, you
knew that woman, didn't you?
Run some water. They can't
hear me, but they can hear you.
She killed you, didn't she?
You and her had a thing.
- She killed you.
- Do you like that story?
Me? Personally, I prefer
the Henry Alonso's story.
Yeah, that's a great story.
You got a sympathetic victim. Me.
You have a villain,
we can all rule against
unemployed drug addict
with a criminal record.
And we have the added
bonus of your involvement.
No small thing as far
as my wife's concerned.
I'm asking you a direct question.
Henry Alonso killed
me. You close the case.
Take the winning, go home.
Ok, I'm gonna go out there,
tell them Monica killed you.
- I wish you wouldn't.
- Why? Because it's true?
Because he loves her.
And because it isn't true.
You know, Mr. Gregory, I
am gonna be honest with you.
The more time I spend with you,
the less I seem to like you.
But you are my first real for profit
visitation from the other side,
So that counts for something.
I am gonna ask you one more time.
If it isn't Henry Alonso, and it
isn't your son's fiance, then who?
- Did Wesley know about the two of you?
- There was no two of us.
I thought my son was weak, feckless.
I was trying to protect him.
By seducing his girl friend.
I thought I had to
prove something to him.
About his girl friend's character.
Instead, I found
something else about his.
She told him, didn't she? She
told Wesley that you tried.
One of the real secrets
of my success and business,
has always been my
ability to sell anything,
almost anything to,
almost anyone and anytime.
But I could not convince that boy.
That the girl he is in
love with, was lying.
Oh, my God. He did it.
Your own son.
I honestly can't even begin to describe
you that collision of emotions, I mean.
You are staring at your own death.
And yet, I didn't think
he had them in him.
I mean, the way he made
it look like robbery.
Take my watch and ring, and
throw them in that dumpster.
I am not sure I could
have come up with that.
I am gonna have to
tell him, you know that.
Seven four two zero five.
What? / That's half the routing
number of an account in bank in Malaga
You'll get the other half,
when you arrive in Spain.
It's exactly $349,000 in that account,
I'm the only one who knows about it.
That's enough for you to
start having a real life.
To make something of yourself.
Just.. let a father
give his son in death.
What he couldn't in life.
And let this innocent man go to jail.
The question here
isn't about Henry Alonso
It's about Michael Benoit.
Is he going to walk away from
this experience as a rich man?
Or is he going back to work
at that 900 phone lines.
Mrs. Ubershire.
- Joe Dubois, we met the other day.
- Ah, yes, of course.
What can I do for you, Mr. Dubois?
Well, I was just wondering
how do you like you car.
Because I really love mine, I love everything
about it. Even the color is perfect.
You want it for the metallic
brown too, didn't you?
Is there something I can
help you with, Mr. Dubois?
Well, I am guessing Ubershire
isn't the most common of names.
Would it surprise you to learn that
we got one living on our street?
I, myself didn't know until I check
with my neighbourhood watch this morning.
Glaudis Ubershire, she
moved in a few months ago.
Just a couple of doors
down from our house.
I went over to introduce
myself this morning, and then..
It turns out she's got a sister-in-law
who teaches at this school.
Yeah, the sister-in-law came
over for dinner last Sunday night
Same night, somebody smashed the window
of mine. Metallic brown '04 Jeep Cherokee
You got it mixed up, right?
You tried to put your key in my jeep,
and then when the door wouldn't open,
You broke the window to get inside.
You probably didn't even
figure out your mistake until
the key wouldn't work
in the ignition, either.
Here, this is the bill
What it costed me to fix
the window that you smashed.
All the time, all the
upset, it's on the house.
You.. you actually
expect me to pay that?
Parents' job, Mrs. Ubershire,
is to listen to their child.
Bridgette is telling me that I
ought to go to the police on this.
Maybe she is right about that, too.
Hey, official secret police psychic.
Can I ask you a question?
How are we gonna get Henry
Alonso out of the jail?
Mr. King, I was starting to worry
you weren't gonna make it. / Sorry.
I was.. in a meeting with some of
the partners of my dad's company,
Trying to figure out where
I fit in the new hierarchy.
You said that district attorney
had some questions for me.
He is just finishing up with
someone in the conference room.
This way.
Monica?
Oh.. I'm so sorry, Wes.
I knew everything. I couldn't lie.
I don't understand what
you are talking about.
- Monica!
- I'm sorry. / Monica!
What did you tell them?
Does someone please want to tell
me what the hell is going on here?
Your fiance was just telling us about
the night your father tried to seduce her.
She said she came clean with you about
it just hours before he was killed.
I guess she just decided she'd rather have a clear
conscience than being an accessory to the murder.
Now, if you wouldn't mind, Mr. King,
we have a lot, we would
like to discuss it with you.
Excuse me. Wesley? Can we have
a statement right here please?
What a waste.
- You're still here.
- I gave that boy everything.
I tried to make him a man, here
he is.. blubbery to the cops.
Well, if it's any conciliation, my sister
says he'd probably get a manslaughter.
Well, with a good behavior, five years?
Yeah, right. Knowing him,
he would be a model prisoner.
And you. You're no better.
I offered you a chance
of a whole new life,
I hope you are happy.
Actually, I am.
Well, I've got to go. I just
spotted my ride to the airport
I'm guessing you've got some
traveling of your own with you.
Pack for warm weather.
We Are Family by Sister Sledge
We are family I got
all my sisters with me
We are family Get up ev'rybody and sing
Family
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Do you know what she looks like?
Of course, I know what she looks like.
I wouldn't be much of a psychic if I didn't
know what the girl of your dreams looks like.
She is blonde, athletic,
and very flexible.
Really? I don't usually
attract to the athletic type.
Well, I don't know what to
tell you. I am just a conduit
This is the universe talking.
And the universe has just told me
that you are going to meet a girl.
Oh, tough luck there, sport
your ten minutes are up,
why don't you go see if you can borrow your
mom's credit card and give me a call back, ok?
Sure thing, Michael.
- I'm on my break.
- What are you talking about, a break?
You are not working at the
mall there, there is no break.
I'm on my break, man.
Listen, there are laws, ok?
Well, just one of your regulars.
If you want me put it through
to someone else, I will.
Hit me, baby. One more time.
Hello, and thank you
for calling 'Psy-Line'
Your personal phone psychic is on and ready
to open up the portals to the psychic universe
Michael? Is that you?
Oh, thank God, it's Tanya King.
Ms. King. How was Paris?
Oh, Michael. Michael, Michael, Michael.
Ms. King, you can call me crazy, but
I am sensing some bad energy here,
- Has something happened?
- It's.. It's Gregory.
I've lost him.
You are kidding. Though
he's kind of big for that.
He is dead, Michael.
He has been murdered.
- Oh, Michael.
- Well, that's not good.
Hello.
Hey, it's Lee, sorry to wake
you but I've got a problem.
- Maybe you walk me through.
- No, i'll try. What's going on?
I am here at the crime
scene of robbery gone bad.
Man of the house surprised the intruder,
got his head bashing for his trouble,
Wife comes home from trip to Paris,
now finds him dead in the living room.
Wait, did you say Paris?
Yeah, but that is not important,
here is where I need your help.
She locked herself in the bed room, apparently she's
talking on the phone with her own personal psychic
- What do you think?
- I think I'm..
On my way over.
S03E18 - 1-900-Lucky Original
Air Date: 11 April 2007
By the looks of it, the intruder
encountered Mr. King somewhere in this room,
They fought and worked
away towards the fire place.
Intruder grabbed that poker
and struck Mr. King repeatedly.
Somewhere and all that, he hit his head
on that marble edge, broke his neck.
Grabbed Mr. King's wallet, his five-carat
ring, and a gold watch with diamond face.
- Worth about forty grands.
- Oh.
Detective Scanlon. My mother
is finally off the phone.
Thank God, I've convinced
her to talk to you.
- Okay, come on.
- Come on, Bridgette, go.
Come on everyone, pile in.
Oh, man!
So they broke into the car?
- It doesn't look like anything is missing.
- But, I don't get it,
someone just broke your window for no
reason at all? Why would they do that?
I don't know, honey, sometimes
people do strange things.
Can you pass me that blanket?
- So sorry, daddy.
- It's not your fault.
If I hadn't taken up all that room
in the garage to do my art project,
It's ok.
But, I don't understand, why
would anyone ever be so mean?
My husband was a wonderful man.
Loyal, devoted??.
He was a center of my world.
I understand, on occasion,
that the police have
been known to employ
- the services of psychics.
- Mother.
Now we understand what
you might have seen on TV,
that is not really a policy to the
Pheonix's police department, Mrs. King.
Be that as it may
I have been in touch with a very gifted
and sensitive young man from Los Angeles.
As soon as you finish your work here,
I intend to ask him to come
here to aver his assistance.
- Mom. Please don't do this.
- Wesley. Please
Mrs. King. Speaking as a representative
of the district attorney's office,
you don't wanna do that.
We wanna find whoever did this.
We wanna put them away for life.
You walk into a court of law,
and you say that psychic was involved
with the preparation of your case,
and frankly, jurors will
just start rolling their eyes.
I've spent months getting to know
this young man on the telephone.
He is a thoughtful, sensitive, sober
gentleman with a rare and valuable gift.
I am certain that in person, a jury
will find him just as compelling as I do.
Thank you for calling Psy-Line.
Your personal phone psychic is on and ready
to open up the portals of the psychic universe.
- Michael.
- Hey, wait a minute.
I'm the psychic around
here, who am I talking to?
It's your sister. It's Allison.
Hey, sis How cool is this?
Who would have thought out of all the phone
psychics in the world, you had to get me.
I ask for you, Michael.
Hey, did you know that your
cell phone is disconnected?
Yep. No. They do that now, after
a year if I don't pay the bill.
Don't get mad at me
I blew up my knee, and I couldn't
work in construction anymore.
Listen, I have to ask you something.
Do you have a client named Tanya King?
Yeah. Sure. Talk to her every Tuesday.
Pretty sad though. I guess she was way..
Her husband got beaten
to death, yeah, I know.
They have you on her husband's case?
- Well, you must be a mind reader.
- Haha
Here is the thing, I have a feeling that
she is gonna want to get you involved.
- Involved in what?
- In the case,
in the investigation on the
search for her husband's killer.
That's crazy, why would I get
involved there, I live in Los Angeles.
I am a telephone psychic
and I work in my underwear.
Well, I just left her. And apparently,
she thinks you are very gifted.
And very sensitive.
Well, you've got nothing to worry
about because you and I both know
I am neither gifted nor
sensitive, just broke.
And just like the ad says, "this service
is for entertainment purposes only."
Daddy?
Bridgette, what are you doing up? It's
late, you are supposed to be asleep.
I know who broke the window of your car.
What are you talking about?
Your window. I saw who did it.
It was Mrs?? Mrs. Ubershire.
- Mrs. Who?
- Mrs. Ubershire, my math teacher.
Bridgette, honey. How
could you have seen that?
It happened last night
when we were all asleep.
I saw tonight, when I
went to bed. I had a dream.
Um.. It turns out Bridgette
has cracked the mystery of
- who smashed my car window.
- You are kidding, who?
- Apparently, it is her mean old math teacher
- Ha. Mrs. Ubershire?
Yeah.
She is the culprit
according to Bridgette.
She wants you to tell the people
at work have them arrest her.
She is recommending a life sentence.
- That sounds fair.
- When I mentioned to her that..
that might interfere with her
completing math class this year
She indicated that that was a
sacrifice she would be willing to make.
Well, that's laudable. She is willing
to give up a year of math homework,
to see that justice is served.
Just like mother, like daughter
Is that the door bell?
Is somebody at the door?
Hello?
Can I help you?
Uncle Michael!
Uncle Michael!
Oh, who are you, guy?
- Why you couldn't call first?
- I know. I know. I totally should have called.
But, I didn't even know that I was
gonna come here until last night.
- We talked about this.
- What was I supposed to do?
She flew me out here first class. I had
a fully reclining seat and everything.
Oh, boy. I know that look.
The look that I get from mom right
before she threw a shoe at me.
You are lucky, we are
nowhere near the closet.
What's this about, "I am not a
psychic. I am an entertainer."?
Well, as it turns out being a psychic in this
particular incident, is paid a whole lot better.
- How much better?
- Tons
Rental car, hotel room, She sprung
for a new communication's upgrade.
Come on, don't be like
this. I needed the money.
Besides, I can tell when I was
talking to her on the phone that
if I didn't come down here and she would just
gonna hire some other swami to throw her guilt at.
Besides, when you are there to
deal with the devil that you know
Tell me exactly what
Mrs. King asked you to do.
I am supposed to go to her house,
walk around the scene, touch some
stuffs, see if I get anything.
- And that's it?
- That's it.
- She doesn't know I am a psychic.
- Ok.
And she can't know that we are
related. In fact, no one can.
- Alright. I..
- No, this is serious.
I keep a low-profile with the
district attorney's office.
I don't.. advertise what I
do. People wouldn't understand.
It can't get out that the King's out
of town psychic is my little brother.
No problem. I just need you to
do one little tiny favor for me.
And what's that?
I sure could use a ride to and
from Mrs. King's in this morning
You just told me that she
gave you money for rent-a-car.
Yeah, well, but if I don't spend it..
Listen, this is not a mature
business that I am running here.
Every extra little penny
helps give me that edge.
Oh, hell, I tell you what. You call her,
you tell her that you contacted the
authorities when you landed this morning.
That they assigned me to be
your liaison to the police
Liaison, I like that. No impressure.
I am gonna get Joe up, when
I let him know you are here,
see if maybe I can get him
to drive the girls to school.
There is one other little
tiny thing I needed to ask you.
If no one is using the couch I just
like to pocket the hotel money, too
- Bye, sweetie.
- Bye, daddy.
Come on, kiddo, last
stop. Everyone off the bus.
Hey, there she is, that's her, daddy!
Ah, the famous Mrs.
Ubershire, I presume.
So.. aren't you gonna
go and talk to her?
- About what?
- About what she did to your window.
Bridgette, I explained
that to you last night.
But, she is right there!!
I know but, honey I can't accuse someone
just because you saw something in the dream.
But, I saw her, daddy!.
She took a rock and
smashed your window with it.
Ah, maybe she did and maybe she didn't.
But, I still can't accuse someone
just because you saw it in the dream.
Now, give me a kiss. Come on.
Talk some more tonight.
Michael?
You look exactly how I imagined.
- Under watch, isn't he?
- I'm sorry?
This charade, I know my mother's
paying good money for it.
I swear if my dad were still alive.
He'd have this guy out of the
door so fast, his head would spin.
Mrs. Dubois?
Thank you.
Michael, tea?
Ah, no. in a minute.
I am starting to feel sort of something.
Tell me.
Tell me, what you are feeling.
Um.. t's.. it's hard to put into words.
Um.. different energies,
different auras.
Ah.. it's very delicate work.
Well, what about the killer?
Are you sensing anything
about Gregory's killer?
I keep... I keep seeing the color blue?
Does that mean anything to you?
Geez, maybe it was the mailman, mom.
Maybe he got tired of dad
not tipping him on Christmas.
Wes, please.
- What else, Michael?
- You know what actually might help?
Lunch.
Will you be joining us
for lunch, Mrs. Dubois?
Ah, actually I think I prefer to
step outside and get some fresh air.
Mr. Benoit, can I see
you outside for a moment?
Outside? Absolutely.
Is there a something
where I can scrub up?
Different auras, different energies.
Shame on you.
Being a little tough
on yourself, aren't you?
Give yourself some credit. You got
my wife eating out of your hand.
Mr. King.
Gregory, yeah.
Hey, sis.
That was quite a performance
you gave in there, Carnac
So tell me what color is my aura now?
I don't know.
But, I think maybe we
need to call the police.
What? What for?
Do you wanna know how
the killer looks like?
Well, I have a fairly
detailed description of him
What? From who?
I was just in the bathroom,
and so was Gregory King.
Henry Alonso, prior arrests
include possess of narcotics,
sale of the deadly weapon,
and the last but not least??
Um.. breaking and entering.
Are you sure? Are you certain this is
the man that Gregory King described you?
No, I am not sure. I mean, it was
a description, not a photograph.
But you've got to admit that
it's kind of freaky that,
this guy he described has all the qualifications
necessary for careers of a thief and a killer.
He makes a good point.
I think I'll see if Mr. Alonso's around,
maybe invite him down for a little chat.
Hi, dad.
- Hey.
- Where's mom?
She's working, I thought you're
walking home with Hannah today.
I am. I'm just here to deliver a
message from the principal. / Ok.
He wants to see you.
Something about Bridgette.
You understand Mr. Dubois that she
said it in front of the entire class.
And now she absolutely
refuses to apologize.
Mrs. Ubershire. I would like
you to meet Bridgette's father.
- Hi, Joe. Joe Dubois.
- Pleasure to make your acquaintance.
Likewise, and I am very sorry, if my
daughter has said anything to upset you.
As I am sure, you've noticed
she has a very vivid imagination.
In my experience, Mr. Dubois,
it's not a parents' job to
apologize for their child.
It's parents' job to make sure their
child can apologize for herself.
Bridgette, don't you have something
that you wanna say to Mrs. Ubershire?
Bridgette, we talked about this.
You don't know what actually happened.
Young lady, apologize. Right now.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Ubershire.
I'm sorry that I said you
broke my daddy's window.
I guess I don't know
what really happened.
Thank you, Bridgette.
Thank you, both.
Come on, sweetie.
I..um.. put some clean sheets
and towels on the couch,
we.. don't have a spare toothbrush.
Looks like we are gonna
have to buy you one.
No, just.. use this
toothbrush God gave me.
- Well, I thought you said you were thirsty.
- No, I was..
- I am.
- And?
I was just thinking about how one
of those always leads to another.
And another, and another.
And I remembered you said that
makes it harder to feel stuff.
See things.
Hey. It really shook you
up seeing Gregory King.
Oh.
Hello?
It's Scanlon. He's right here.
They picked up Henry Alonso.
He was high as a kite.
He pawned a 5 carat diamond
ring, and a diamond face watch.
Both stolen from Gregory
King the night he died.
Yeah, he is smiling.
Ok.
- Hey.
- Yes!
How did it go?
She's still mad at me.?
Well, she still thinks what she had
dreamt was a truth, so I guess so.
How about our fourth child? The
big lump living on the couch?
He fell asleep watching TV.
Fell asleep or passed out?
I'll have you know he didn't drink
anything stronger than orange juice today.
Geez
The guy cracks one lousy murder case and
suddenly he's the poster child for sobriety
Hey! He did good! I, for one, am proud.
Ok, you would..
If I see him out of our living
room, I'll be proud of him, too
Hold on a second.
- Stop it!
- Hey
Hey, where are you going? Get back here.
Oh, my God. You are him.
You did this on purpose, didn't you?
Oh, my God.
You knew who I was. from
the moment, you walked in.
Before you even bought
me that first drink.
- Hey, how do you like if we finish here?
- No.. no..
Good morning.
Dude, what is it with you and bathrooms?
Well, where would you prefer we meet?
Around the breakfast table,
with your sister and the kids?
No I get that
So, did you hear we caught your killer?
I certainly did, I couldn't be more
grateful for all your help with that, truly.
There's just one more
thing that I need you to do.
Great.
Mike!!
Michael!
They will bring in Henry Alonso and
give a statement in a couple of hours.
They wanna know, if
Michael and I wanna sit in.
You and Michael?
That's nice, that's thoughtful.
Yeah, well, he is the
person who led them to him.
I mean, I think it'll mean a lot to
him. You know, seeing it through the end.
Mike!
Well, that's weird. He's not here.
Hey, Mr. King, I'm sorry to
drop by so early in the morning.
My mom isn't here, she
is at the funeral home.
But, that's ok. I..
came here to see you.
I have a message from your dad.
He asked me to..
Look, since my dad never had a whole
lot to say to me while he was alive,
I find it kind of hard to
believe he is so desperate
to reach me now that he's dead.
Much less through a perfect stranger
Well, you know, ok, that's funny
because he was telling me the story
about when you were five maybe.
He said that you and he were in his
dinghy on the way out to his sailboat.
You slipped on a railing,
hit your head on a winch,
started bleeding like a stuck
pig You needed seven stitches.
You saw the scar on my head and
did some kind of internet search
to dig up my old hospital
records or something.
I am very impressed. Ok?
But, like I said, my mom will
be back later. Why don't you..
Your father said when he picked you up, he saw your face
covered with all that blood and he said "Wesley, suck it up"
"You need to taste blood,
if you wanna be a man."
And then he said, "What a stupid
thing to say to a 5-year-old.
One of my life's greatest regrets".
The kid needed a hug, and I did
the bad Hemingway impression.
I've always felt this glare on me.
It was like.. nothing
I did.. was ever right.
My work, my friends, women I dated.
Well, it's not like
he feels that way now.
In fact, your father
wanted me to tell you and
he said that you would know
what he was talking about,
that he would never let anyone tell
him who he could or could not be with.
And you should do the same thing.
Does that make any sense to you?
Oh, good.
Because it's really
important to your father.
And he told me that he
wanted you to know that
whatever objections
he had before are gone.
He said that you would
know what that meant.
Good.
Your father is counting on you, Wesley.
He wants you to take
control, secure his legacy.
He told me that he
sees himself in you now,
in the way that he never did before.
Oh.
- See you, dad.
- Bye, daddy.
Hey, what, no kiss today?
- I love you.
- I love you, too.
Relax, just a minute.
He was like a totally different person.
Only now he knows his dad felt that way,
getting the message
from beyond the grave.
It's like you transformed him.
It looks like it did you some good, too.
I'm sorry that I didn't let
you aware where I was going.
I was just..
But, after seeing Mr. King,
helping him reconcile to make
things right with this kid?
Catching the killer?
It's been an amazing couple of days.
By the way, I am not completely
convinced about the whole..
you found the killer thing.
What are you talking about? Allison?
What.. we found him, I found him.
He is found, we're driving over there
to hear his confession right now..
Don't.. don't mess this up for me,
it's over, this is
happened. It's past tense.
A trivia question to stout. Do you
understand what I'm saying to you?
Yeah, I do. It's just, I had a dream,
and your friend Mr. King was in it
with a woman. A very young woman.
Her name was Monica,
she was not.. his wife.
They were at his place and she
seemed completely out of place there,
I mean she had a tattoo,
a barb-wire around her arm.
They started arguing
and then it got violent.
What's in here is gotta do with
price rise in China, Allison?
I don't know,
Why am I seeing it? Why?
I mean, if this case is really
over, why am I still dreaming about?
What difference does it make?
What are you gonna pay
attention to, some dumb dream?
Or your brother, who's sitting
right in front of you telling you
that he had a close encounter in the
bathroom with forces from the other side.
You ran on my parade.
I was passed out in the alley
behind the warehouse on Pine Street.
I woke up when I heard a car pulling up
You saw some guy toss a fourty-thousand dollar
watch and a five carat ring into a dumpster.
I'm just telling you what I saw.
Can you tell me the maker
and model of the car?
Can you describe the driver? Can
you tell me anything that makes
what you were saying sound even
the slightest bit credible..
I don't know. I don't remember.
This is so the guy..
Ah, can you believe it?
I swear. After this,
after they close this case,
I wanna find this friend of mine
from the army, he's LAPD now.
I think that I can convince him to take
me on as a consultant, just like you.
I can't believe you are doing this.
I'm sorry, doing what?
You're jealous.. Aren't you?
What are you talking about?
Well, I guess there'll only be one official
secret police psychic in this family, huh?
Official secret police psychic.
You know what I am
talking about, Allison.
I didn't crack this case, I smashed it.
They found this guy red-handed with
all the stuff from Mr. King's house.
I've got him dead to right.
It's driving you crazy.
It's not making me crazy.
Nothing is making me crazy.
I look at this man, I listen
to the theory of his crime,
- I am not sure I believe it.
- That's because you don't want to believe it.
Because it means that your little brother,
Michael has got it all going on, just like you.
Just like you.
Just like you.
Where are you going?
I am going to spend some of
that hotel money, that's where.
You are absolutely sure.
It's not remotely possible.
Ok, well, thank you very much
for that information, Doctor
- Doctor?
- County medical examiner.
Apparently, Gregory King was
definitely killed by a man.
They can tell that just from an autopsy?
From the severity of the wounds
and their location on the body.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
Now they're positive Gregory King was definitely
killed by a man who was at least 5 foot 8.
So he couldn't have been killed by
a petite 20 something named Monica?
- Apparently not.
- Um..
- So, did you call him yet?
- My brother?
About 40 times, he just
doesn't answer the phone.
I'm gonna take a shower.
Hello?
Yes, he is, May I ask who's calling?
It's Laurie Jameson in the
neighbourhood watch group
Hello? Laurie
Michael.
Thank you so much for stopping
by on your way to the airport.
I wanted to be able to
say thank you in person.
Wha.. ah, you don't need to thank me.
You know, you paid me to do a job,
I'm just happy that I was
actually able to do it for you.
Oh, Michael.
Come in.
Michael.
You did so much more than
I ever could have imagined.
Those messages that you
brought us from my late husband.
You couldn't possibly know this,
but they've changed everything.
- Ah, what're you talking about?
- Oh, please.
Come, I want you.. I
want you to meet someone.
I want you to meet my son's fiance.
Michael. This is Monica.
Hi, nice to meet you.
Tell them you need to
use the bathroom. Do it.
You look puzzled out there.
You knew her. Monica, you
knew that woman, didn't you?
Run some water. They can't
hear me, but they can hear you.
She killed you, didn't she?
You and her had a thing.
- She killed you.
- Do you like that story?
Me? Personally, I prefer
the Henry Alonso's story.
Yeah, that's a great story.
You got a sympathetic victim. Me.
You have a villain,
we can all rule against
unemployed drug addict
with a criminal record.
And we have the added
bonus of your involvement.
No small thing as far
as my wife's concerned.
I'm asking you a direct question.
Henry Alonso killed
me. You close the case.
Take the winning, go home.
Ok, I'm gonna go out there,
tell them Monica killed you.
- I wish you wouldn't.
- Why? Because it's true?
Because he loves her.
And because it isn't true.
You know, Mr. Gregory, I
am gonna be honest with you.
The more time I spend with you,
the less I seem to like you.
But you are my first real for profit
visitation from the other side,
So that counts for something.
I am gonna ask you one more time.
If it isn't Henry Alonso, and it
isn't your son's fiance, then who?
- Did Wesley know about the two of you?
- There was no two of us.
I thought my son was weak, feckless.
I was trying to protect him.
By seducing his girl friend.
I thought I had to
prove something to him.
About his girl friend's character.
Instead, I found
something else about his.
She told him, didn't she? She
told Wesley that you tried.
One of the real secrets
of my success and business,
has always been my
ability to sell anything,
almost anything to,
almost anyone and anytime.
But I could not convince that boy.
That the girl he is in
love with, was lying.
Oh, my God. He did it.
Your own son.
I honestly can't even begin to describe
you that collision of emotions, I mean.
You are staring at your own death.
And yet, I didn't think
he had them in him.
I mean, the way he made
it look like robbery.
Take my watch and ring, and
throw them in that dumpster.
I am not sure I could
have come up with that.
I am gonna have to
tell him, you know that.
Seven four two zero five.
What? / That's half the routing
number of an account in bank in Malaga
You'll get the other half,
when you arrive in Spain.
It's exactly $349,000 in that account,
I'm the only one who knows about it.
That's enough for you to
start having a real life.
To make something of yourself.
Just.. let a father
give his son in death.
What he couldn't in life.
And let this innocent man go to jail.
The question here
isn't about Henry Alonso
It's about Michael Benoit.
Is he going to walk away from
this experience as a rich man?
Or is he going back to work
at that 900 phone lines.
Mrs. Ubershire.
- Joe Dubois, we met the other day.
- Ah, yes, of course.
What can I do for you, Mr. Dubois?
Well, I was just wondering
how do you like you car.
Because I really love mine, I love everything
about it. Even the color is perfect.
You want it for the metallic
brown too, didn't you?
Is there something I can
help you with, Mr. Dubois?
Well, I am guessing Ubershire
isn't the most common of names.
Would it surprise you to learn that
we got one living on our street?
I, myself didn't know until I check
with my neighbourhood watch this morning.
Glaudis Ubershire, she
moved in a few months ago.
Just a couple of doors
down from our house.
I went over to introduce
myself this morning, and then..
It turns out she's got a sister-in-law
who teaches at this school.
Yeah, the sister-in-law came
over for dinner last Sunday night
Same night, somebody smashed the window
of mine. Metallic brown '04 Jeep Cherokee
You got it mixed up, right?
You tried to put your key in my jeep,
and then when the door wouldn't open,
You broke the window to get inside.
You probably didn't even
figure out your mistake until
the key wouldn't work
in the ignition, either.
Here, this is the bill
What it costed me to fix
the window that you smashed.
All the time, all the
upset, it's on the house.
You.. you actually
expect me to pay that?
Parents' job, Mrs. Ubershire,
is to listen to their child.
Bridgette is telling me that I
ought to go to the police on this.
Maybe she is right about that, too.
Hey, official secret police psychic.
Can I ask you a question?
How are we gonna get Henry
Alonso out of the jail?
Mr. King, I was starting to worry
you weren't gonna make it. / Sorry.
I was.. in a meeting with some of
the partners of my dad's company,
Trying to figure out where
I fit in the new hierarchy.
You said that district attorney
had some questions for me.
He is just finishing up with
someone in the conference room.
This way.
Monica?
Oh.. I'm so sorry, Wes.
I knew everything. I couldn't lie.
I don't understand what
you are talking about.
- Monica!
- I'm sorry. / Monica!
What did you tell them?
Does someone please want to tell
me what the hell is going on here?
Your fiance was just telling us about
the night your father tried to seduce her.
She said she came clean with you about
it just hours before he was killed.
I guess she just decided she'd rather have a clear
conscience than being an accessory to the murder.
Now, if you wouldn't mind, Mr. King,
we have a lot, we would
like to discuss it with you.
Excuse me. Wesley? Can we have
a statement right here please?
What a waste.
- You're still here.
- I gave that boy everything.
I tried to make him a man, here
he is.. blubbery to the cops.
Well, if it's any conciliation, my sister
says he'd probably get a manslaughter.
Well, with a good behavior, five years?
Yeah, right. Knowing him,
he would be a model prisoner.
And you. You're no better.
I offered you a chance
of a whole new life,
I hope you are happy.
Actually, I am.
Well, I've got to go. I just
spotted my ride to the airport
I'm guessing you've got some
traveling of your own with you.
Pack for warm weather.
We Are Family by Sister Sledge
We are family I got
all my sisters with me
We are family Get up ev'rybody and sing
Family
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