No Ordinary Family (2010–2011): Season 1, Episode 7 - No Ordinary Mobster - full transcript

Every story has a beginning.

We were just an
ordinary family, until...

Hold on! Oh, my God!

(GRUNTS)

Something extraordinary
has happened.

GEORGE: You can jump just over a
quarter mile, can lift 11,000 pounds...

STEPHANIE: I'm fast.

DAPHNE: I can hear
people's thoughts.

JJ: I've got, like,
this super-brain.

Find out who knows about
him, and then take care of it.

Are you sure about
this? Your party starts in...



Two hours.

Yeah, I don't think you'll have
enough time to put all those up.

I think we can manage.

Thanks.

All right.

Two hours, huh?

Yep.

(EXHALES)

Oh, look at that, Jim.

No problem.

I'll take it from here.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, I love surprise parties.

Have you called George yet?



Just about to.

Just need to
finalize the details.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hey. JIM: Hey! Buddy.

You ready for guys night out?

Just the two of us. Out.

With no agenda whatsoever.

Except for going to some surprise
party and acting all surprised.

(CHUCKLES)

Exactly, except that.

She's standing
right there, isn't she?

Good instincts.

So, we should start
about 8:00 at Rococo.

I am practicing my stunned
expression as we speak.

Perfect.

Yes!

George.

You can relax.

The jury loved you.

I don't know.

Can I ask you?

Why are you gunning
so hard for Luka anyway?

No reason.

Just doing my job.

Well, you're good at it.

Miss Grayson, we haven't even scratched
the surface of what I'm good at yet.

Very smooth, Counselor.

(GAVEL BANGING)

In the matter of
People v. Silvan Luka,

on the charges of racketeering
and felony extortion,

we, the jury, find the
defendant not guilty.

(ALL MURMURING)

You tell your boss we'll
be coming for him next.

What was that?

I said, tell your boss we'll
be coming for him next.

Okay, I will.

I don't think Mr. Kadare will
be all that worried though,

considering you guys
couldn't even get me. Right?

Just a matter of time.

I'll be so up in your business,

I will show up on your next MRI.

That's clever.

That's not very smart
though, Counselor.

MEGAN: It sounds like a threat.

I know. My parents
are making me go

to my dad's friend's
so-not-a-surprise party.

(CHUCKLING)

You could've just
asked me! I had plans.

Yeah, with me.

I thought we were
spending the day together.

GIRL: I just didn't think we'd
be doing something so boring.

You know, he could
date any girl in this school,

even some of the guys,

and he chooses her.

You're such a jerk. I hate you.

You should see her on a bad day.

ALL: Surprise! Surprise!

Oh, my...

Oh, my God.

Okay, you know what?

I'm gonna get you back,
every last one of y'all.

I didn't see it coming.
Give me a second to just...

(EXHALES)

You! Thank you.

Happy birthday,
George. Thank you.

Were you surprised? I
mean, you seemed surprised.

Were you surprised?

I honestly did not
suspect a thing. I was...

Oh, man, I shouldn't
have added "honestly."

For a lawyer,
I'm a terrible liar.

He was really surprised, Mom.

Thank you.

Way to go, Olivier.

Oh! Look who's here!

You kept this from me all day?

I tried.

So, okay.

This is Amanda, my
co-counsel on the Luka trial.

Amanda, well, this
is Jim and Stephanie,

my co-counsel
on everything else.

It is so nice to meet you both.

George has told me
everything about you guys.

Everything? Really?

Well, everything you
guys mean to him.

I'll be right back.

I think the birthday boy
needs a glass of champagne.

So, how long have
you two been dating?

Amanda? Mmm-hmm.

(STUTTERING) No.
We work together.

Well, she wants to.
Date you, I mean.

(STAMMERS)

How can you tell?

Throbbing carotid,

light moisture on her
epidermal layer, dilated pupils.

All classic symptoms
of pheromone emissions.

I've been hanging out
with Katie a little too much.

Excuse me.

Okay.

You should ask her out.

Or study her.

(LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

Hi.

Are you okay, sweetie?

You ever try to extend
a complex function

with a differentiable open
subset on a Riemann surface?

Hmm.

Not lately.

Then don't start. Trust me,
it is not as easy as it sounds.

Maybe it's time
we get you a tutor.

Mom, tutors are for kids
having trouble with school.

You are.

That's why you're taking
graduate level math classes online.

We need to find you someone

who can challenge
you academically

so you can fully
realize your gifts.

Okay. And who can do that?

Katie, it's a party. You're
excused from work.

No, no, no. I'm not
working. I'm just...

I'm returning an e-mail
from this guy that I met online.

Everyone says
that Internet dating

is for geeky,
socially-awkward types,

but I meet a lot of
people just like me.

Right.

Well, on a completely
unrelated note, JJ needs...

You want me to tutor him.

I knew it was just
a matter of time

before you realized he needed
more intellectual stimulation.

And you don't mind?

I was gonna suggest it.

I mean, this might
be my only chance

to tutor a burgeoning
Lex Luthor,

or, even, say, a
young Reed Richards.

Okay, work might not be
the only reason I'm single.

(SOUL MUSIC PLAYING
ON CAR RADIO)

Gotta be honest.

A few hours ago,

I was going through one
of the worst days of my life.

And now,

it doesn't seem so bad.

We're gonna get him, you know?

Luka. Yeah.

Next time, we'll make a better
case, we'll find better witnesses.

Definitely.

I wouldn't bet against us.

Speaking of us...

Us?

I mean,

since we're co-workers,

we probably
shouldn't intermingle.

No.

No. Yeah.

Unless you think there might be
some sort of birthday exemption.

Definitely. I definitely think
there should be a birthday...

I'll see you at the office.

And maybe out
of the office, right?

Maybe.

What...

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

Hey!

Amanda?

It's okay. It's okay, I'm
right here. I'm right here.

(DIALING)

(CHOKING) I need an ambulance.

4160, Dane Canyon.
A DA's been shot.

Help!

It's okay.

Help!

(WOMAN PAGING OVER PA)

George, are you all
right? Is Amanda?

They're operating
on her right now.

The bullet hit her
lung. They won't even...

I don't know.

Who did this? George?

If I had to guess,

this guy I was
prosecuting, Silvan Luka.

Well, you told me he
got off. Why would he...

I threatened him.

I told him after the verdict
that I'd be coming after him.

It's my fault.

Again.

What? No. No, it isn't, George.

You don't get it.

Five years ago, when I
was new in the DA's Office,

I had a chance to put Luka
away for aggravated assault.

I screwed up a
suppression hearing,

his confession got
thrown out and he walked.

That doesn't mean
you're responsible

for everything he's done since.

Actually, it kind of does,
it's called vicarious liability.

Every first-year
law student knows it.

Fine.

But now we're finally in a
position to do something about it.

I can get him, George.

Whatever you're thinking
right now, you just stop it.

What have we been doing
these last few months, George?

What have you
been training me for?

You know what? I don't know,

but it wasn't for you to go
after Albanian mobsters.

I will watch him, I will wait,

and when he does
something illegal, I will pounce.

No. You will leave this one be!

You do not want
Silvan Luka in your life.

You don't want him
in your family's life.

Please, I've got enough to
worry about right now, okay?

Okay, now, before we begin
any mind-elevating dialog,

condescendingly
labeled as tutoring,

I need to establish a baseline
assessment of your abilities.

So, what I've done

is I've started with the
Wechsler Adult Intelligence Scale.

JJ: Does this take into account

the impact of stereotype
threat on psychometrics?

You need to develop a
standard deviation algorithm

that controls for
a testing bias.

And if you don't mind, I think I
can tweak your methodology.

Sure, yeah.

Let's see what we have here.

I was gonna do that.

Wow.

I must've really freaked you out

if you're walking by
without even saying hello.

Where's Kristy?

We don't spend a ton of time
together since we broke up.

Oh!

I'm so sorry.

Why?

It's complicated.

Kind of like our whole
relationship, actually.

So what was
yesterday's fight about?

What they're always
about, stupid stuff.

The modernism
exhibit at the museum.

I just thought I heard Kristy
saying something about a museum.

Yeah, I wanted to go check
out this exhibit at the Gerhman

and she wanted to go to some...

The modernism exhibit?

Yeah. How do you know that?

My dad. He told me about it.

He's kind of an artist.

Really? Yeah.

So is my brother.

That's kind of the reason
why I wanted to go.

Hey, why don't we go?

Together?

Well, yeah. It's always
more fun to go with someone

you can actually talk
about the art with, right?

Right.

Right.

(JIM GRUNTING)

DAPHNE: Are we going skiing?

No, I'm looking for a knit cap.

For my head.

That gets cold sometimes.

Whatever. Don't care.

I wanted to know if I could
borrow some of your art books.

Sure, yeah. I'm glad
you're taking an interest.

They're in my studio.

Thanks.

Good luck with that.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

You told me you thought there
was someone else out there

with enhanced abilities.

Any closer to finding
out his identity?

Still looking. Give me time.

I have given you plenty
of time. Get it done.

Dr. Powell.

Thank you for stopping by.

Well, you made it sound like I
didn't have much of a choice.

What I need to talk to
you about is... It's delicate.

It concerns Dr. Volson
and his genomic research.

I know you've been trying to find
out more about the work he was doing.

Well, yes,

because it bears pretty remarkable
similarities to my own work.

Hence my concern.

I'm not following.

Volson was a polarizing
figure at this company.

His work was
considered fringe science.

After Global Tech fired him,

he went off the deep end.

He left the country...

His suicide was a tragic ending

to what must have
been a difficult life.

It's a cautionary
tale to us all.

My long-winded point,

if you value your
research at all,

stay as far away from
Douglas Volson's as possible.

(STUTTERS)

I appreciate you
looking out for me.

Always.

LUKA: Get out!

MAN: Mr. Luka... Mr. Luka...

Get over there. I'll
get you the money.

What did I tell you
was gonna happen

the next time the
count came back short?

Do you remember
the conversation?

Silvan, please don't...

I remember it.

I remember because I
went through great pains

to make it memorable for you.

(GRUNTS)

Huh? I didn't take it.

You didn't take it?

FEMALE DISPATCHER:
9-1-1. What's your emergency?

(WHISPERING) I'd like to
report a crime in progress.

Springfield Street, in
the warehouse district.

Are you in any danger?

I think I can handle myself.

Hey. (SHUDDERING)

Please. Where's my money?

Please don't... What?

You're gonna lose an eye.

Go get him!

(GRUNTS)

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Freeze! Hands! Let me see them!

Put your hands up, buddy.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Unbelievable.

JIM: George?

You don't listen to me worth a
damn, but you are unbelievable.

Silvan Luka had a
very bad night last night

and I have a funny feeling
that you're the reason why.

Yeah, I might have
had a hand in that.

I knew it! I kn...

Cops said they found squished
bullets all over the place,

and I'm like, "Yeah, that
would be my boy Jim."

So you're not mad?

At you giving me
another shot at Luka?

No, I'll get over it.

What's wrong?

This is supposed to be the part

where you brag about how cool
it was to take that dude down.

Right. Yeah, I'm
just tired. Long night.

All right, well, listen,

you get your butt some super-rest
because you earned it, okay?

All right, I'll see you.

Right.

(SIGHS)

Everything all right, Daph?

This modernist art crap.

How did you learn it all?

Well, it helped not to think
of it as crap, for one thing.

Good morning.

To which the proper response
is also, "Good morning."

Thank you. Any news on Amanda?

George says the
doctors are optimistic.

Then why do you look so worried?

Uh...

I was out last night,

and I think someone saw me.

You know, being me.

Jim.

I know. But seeing me is a
long way from identifying me.

Yeah, but what if they can?

That would be
why I look worried.

I need you to upload
these to your brain.

One, I'm busy, and
two, I'm not a computer.

Actually, you kind of are.

See, I need you to
learn all of this stuff

so that you can
then teach it to me.

And three, why?

So I can impress a guy.

(SCOFFS) Such
predictable motives.

No, thank you.

Fine, but if you
ever want to have

a private thought
around me ever again...

This is extortion.

See? I knew you were a genius.

(SIGHS)

JJ: The modernist movement has
its roots in the Age of Enlightenment

and strives to put aside traditional
art to experiment with new ideas.

Did you say that or think it?

I thought it. Why?

I think I have a better idea.

Dr. Powell.

Yeah.

Here.

What's that?

Carbo-fuel. You're taking
a little run to the border.

No, I am briefing a review board

on my plant research
in three hours.

No problem. You can make
it to Mexico in 20 minutes.

Right, why don't you
start from the beginning?

Okay, you know
how Dr. King told you

that Volson left the
country? Mmm-hmm.

Well, when I'd researched
his widow's last known address,

I'm embarrassed to say

that I defaulted to a distinctly
American assumption.

You only looked in the U.S.

And the whole time she
was living in a little hacienda

outside Veracruz, Mexico.

Yes, but Dr. King said to
avoid anything Volson related.

Mmm. Which makes sense,

if you can, say, resist
knowing the whole story.

The vanilla bean is delicious.

DAPHNE: I love this piece.

(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Yorrick's Lament by Fournet.

The use of bricolage is
actually more indicative

of a post-modern aesthetic

than a modernist abstraction.

JJ: The funny thing
is, is that Fournet

is a contemporary
of de Chirico...

The funny thing is Fournet is
a contemporary of de Chirico,

who is arguably the
first surrealist artist.

You really know
about this stuff, huh?

I just really love art.

Oh, this one's nice.

Good adumbration.

Show-off.

My parents had this
beach house in San Diego

and if you woke up early enough
the sky looked just like this.

That sounds great.

I didn't know that you
guys had a beach house.

We don't.

Now the bank does.

Not that you care about
my parents' money issues.

No, if it matters to you,

I am more than happy to listen.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

It's my brother.

Oh. Go ahead. Talk to him.

I'm just gonna be looking
at this adumbration.

Please don't lag so far behind.
You almost went out of range.

I'm not a radio transmitter.

And you keep treating me
like technical equipment.

Fine. Just stay closer.
But don't let him see you.

You owe me big
time for this one.

And, by the way,
don't paraphrase me.

You misrepresented my entire
view on the Impressionists.

Moron.

GEORGE: (CLEARING
THROAT) Good afternoon.

I know what he bills out at,

so let me just save
you a couple grand.

You were apprehended
with a known drug dealer

and about a quarter
million in meth.

Legally speaking, you
are in deep doo-doo.

Is there a point to all this?

The point is, the
only way your client's

going to avoid jail
time is if he deals.

The good news is he's not at the
top of the criminal food chain. See...

I want your boss,

Victor Kadare.

You testify against him, I'll let
you plead down your sentence.

Wow. That's really tempting.

But I got a counter-offer.

The guy that took me down,

I saw him throw a van.

He caught my bullets
right from my gun.

Which means either I'm crazy,

or the Pacific Bay PD

has some kind of super-cop
they're trying to keep a secret.

(SCOFFS)

Okay. So you're saying, and I
wanna get this straight, okay?

That there's some kind of
top-secret super-cop out there

that the Pacific Bay PD is trying
to keep under wraps. That's...

I get it. You guys are
going for the insanity...

I saw his face!

If he does work for
the police department,

he's gonna have a
photo on file, right?

Which means it'll probably
take me maybe about, what,

a day to find out what
the guy's name is.

That is, unless, of course,
you can offer my client

some reason to remain quiet.

Like, say, dropping
these charges.

BRET: I would not
have believed it.

You really know your modern art.

Kristy would've
never... I'm sorry.

No, it's fine.

You guys dated for a while.

It's not like that
just disappears.

She was fun sometimes,

but things are easier with you.

Really?

Yeah, I can talk to you.

It's like you can read my mind.

As if, right?

No, seriously.

You're pretty amazing.

Thanks.

Pretty amazing yourself.

GEORGE: I'm gonna
make this quick.

What the hell were you thinking?

Let them see you be
super? Fine, if you have to.

Let him see your
face, no problem.

But never, ever let them
see both at the same time!

I know. I screwed up.

You think?

All right, I hear you, but
what are you gonna do now?

You mean after I drop
the charges against Luka?

You can't do that, George.

Luka's an extortionist.
This is how extortion works.

You either do what he says
or he threatens to ruin your life.

Let's not get overly dramatic.

No, I'm being under-dramatic.

Because if he outs you,
which he can, that's it.

Game over. And I'm not just
talking about your crime fighting.

I'm talking about
your life, your family.

I wanted to do something.

I know you told me not to,

but you could never tell me
to not help you, George. Never.

Please, don't drop this case.

I have to.

'Cause you can never tell
me not to help you, either.

And if I don't, here's
what's gonna happen.

People are gonna look
at you and your family,

and they're gonna
say, "Who are they?"

"What are they?" "Maybe
they're not even human."

The questions, the
fear, the scrutiny,

it's never gonna stop.

KATIE: You're almost
at the Mexicali border.

Hope you remembered
to bring your passport.

I don't think that'll
be a problem.

(COUGHING)

Whew!

(SIGHS)

(HEN CLUCKING)

Hello?

(GREETS IN SPANISH)

Mrs. Volson?

Mrs. Volson?

Dr. Powell.

I was wondering when you'd
get around to visiting me.

Funny, I didn't
hear a car drive in.

It's at the hotel. I ran
here. Well, jogged, actually.

If you don't mind me asking,
how did you know I was coming?

The scientific community
is a small one, Dr. Powell.

If you're continuing
my husband's research,

did you imagine that
I wouldn't find out?

I wasn't aware I
was continuing it.

You don't know much, do you?

Well, that's why
I ran down here.

So to speak.

Sit down.

Your husband, maybe you could
tell me why he left Global Tech.

He was fired.

He borrowed some of his
research and took it home.

He brought home two injections.
One for him and one for me.

And a few days later...

You could walk?

And much more.

We could do amazing things.

For a little while, at least.

So the effect was temporary?

Everything was temporary.

Our abilities,

my husband's job,

and ultimately, his life.

So far we've determined

that your brain is more powerful
than an NSA supercomputer.

But right now,

you can only hold the
information you process

for about six hours.

So, basically, you're like

A Beautiful Mind meets Memento.

Are you all right?

Sorry, I'm just
kind of distracted.

If it's work, I'm
sure I can help.

No, it's personal
and it's really stupid.

A guy thing.

It's interesting
that your abilities

include enhanced
deductive reasoning.

Okay.

So, I was supposed to have a
drink with this guy I met online

and he stood me up.

Well, that doesn't make
any sense, that you...

Yeah, neither does dating.

Chaos theory seems
predictable by comparison.

No, I mean,

why are you meeting guys online?

You're, like,

amazing. (CHUCKLES)

Aw. (CLEARS THROAT)

JJ, that is so sweet.

JJ: She's lonely.

She must be if she's
spending her free time with you.

She's helping me in
the interest of science

and because she's cool.

And old enough that
she would go to jail

for doing what you're thinking.

Stop reading my mind!

Like it takes a mind reader.

I just want to help her find
somebody age-appropriate.

Good luck with that.

Any age-appropriate guy
is either taken or a jerk,

or both.

Sorry, JJ, you can't just
invent the perfect guy.

STEPHANIE: Mmm-mmm.
No, you can't do this.

I can't let George
drop this case.

And if I have to take the
chance that Luka outs me,

then that's a risk I'm
gonna have to take.

It's not just your risk.
It's ours. It's your family's.

Convicting one
criminal is not worth it.

Look, I know, I get it,

and you're right.

But we didn't ask
for these powers.

I didn't ask for these powers.

Don't tell me they come with
great responsibility, please.

But they do.

Mmm.

And those
responsibilities carry risks.

And I need to take that
risk, because it's George.

(SIGHS)

You're right.

I am?

Yes, I... I am.

No, you're right that these
powers come with risks.

Remember Dr. Volson?

Yeah.

Well, I went to
see his wife today.

And she told me that

they had powers, too.

They were like us?

Mmm-hmm.

For a while,

until their abilities went away.

And Volson, on all accounts
a kindly eccentric, went mad,

and, ultimately, suicidal.

What? The powers...

(SIGHS)

If you ask his wife,

it was the powers
that killed him.

And maybe this is just, finally,

proof of what I've
thought all along.

Maybe they're killing us, too.

You. You are a
genius. You know what?

Actually I'm a genius for
recognizing your genius.

Long night last night, George.

Yesterday, when you
said to call Luka's bluff,

I went home,
played a little Xbox,

I was about to whoop
this 10-year-old kid online...

George.

When it hit me.

You said call Luka's bluff.

But what if it were backwards?
What if we did the bluffing?

Let me put it this way,

what are you talking about?

Don't worry about it.

You just stay here and
maintain your secret identity.

I got this.

Okay. Well, let's say,
for the sake of argument,

that the police do have
some kind of super-cop.

Let's even assume that he's
my best friend in the whole world,

and I don't want anyone to know.

So what?

You still got to find this
hypothetical superhero,

you got to identify him in a
city of, what, four million people,

and you've got to get proof of
his alleged super-ness, somehow.

That's a whole lot of maybes.

But here's some certainty.

Me nailing you, well,
that you can bank on.

Nice speech.

Yeah, I practiced it in
my shower this morning.

Like the acoustics.

Simple choice,

jail or pulling a
rabbit out of a hat.

And before you think too hard
here, this is not a trick question.

I wanna walk.

Clean.

You were arrested with
a quarter million in meth,

and you are linked to the
attempted murder of an ADA.

You will plead
to a lesser charge

and you will thank
me for my generosity.

But you're gonna
be my chief witness

in my case against
your boss, Victor Kadare.

Paper it up, Counselor.

Okay, if you get any happier,

you're gonna break out in song.

(CHUCKLING)

KATIE: "It's just so hard
to meet the right guy.

(TYPING) "I guess
that's why I took a flyer..."

Katie, I...

(CHAIR RATTLES) Hi! Hey. Uh...

How are you doing?

Oh. Why are you
talking like this?

'Cause I'm IM-ing with
this guy I met online,

and I know it's
completely unprofessional,

particularly using company
bandwidth, but he replied to my profile.

Oh, what's his name?

Will.

And we have so much in common.

It's like he's me, but in
masculine Internet form.

"Likes graphic
novels, double helixes.

"Dislikes cosplay
and vaporware."

Sounds like love
at first avatar.

All right, so how long have
you been IM-ing with him?

Forty-five minutes. Oh.

We need to move this along.
All right, ask him to dinner.

What? No, I can't do that.

Just type.

Uh...

How about tonight?

Really?

You got something
else better to do?

Uh...

Uh-oh.

That's not good.

An interrogative response
indicates a clear lack of interest.

Yeah. May I?

Sure.

(TYPING) "The whole
point of doing this

"is to meet someone, right?"

Right.

"So why not tonight?

"There's a great
place called Chaykins.

"I'll be there tonight at..."

5:45

"8:00. Sound like a plan?"

Oh, God.

Looks like you have a date.

DAPHNE: You did what?

What were you thinking?

I got all flustered. I'm new
to this fake Internet dating.

I was just trying to help her.

By breaking her heart
into a million pieces?

By showing her that there
are some cool guys out there.

JJ, how can a super
genius be so epically stupid?

What am I gonna do?

I can't show up.
And if she does...

She'll realize she's
been stood up.

Trust me, it won't
come as a surprise.

She's a girl, she
knows all guys are jerks.

(SIGHS)

What some girls won't do to
avoid going out on a date with me.

You know, you
didn't have to get shot.

You could've just fled the
country like the rest of them. You...

Wait, wait. Did we
make an actual date?

I seem to recall saying maybe.

There wasn't an
implied agreement?

Yes, George.

It was.

Come here.

So, basically, it took her nearly
getting killed for you to finally man up.

Yeah, it's a nice
story to tell your kids.

What's gonna happen with Luka?

Well, they're moving
him to county lockup.

And then from there, upstate until
we've built our case against Kadare.

And I don't know
what's gonna happen.

There's only one thing I know that's
more satisfying than nailing Luka,

and that is protecting you.

So you don't have to worry
about Silvan Luka ever again.

(GASPS)

(GROANING)

Hey, hey, come on.

Luka, what are
you doing? Get up.

Come on, on your feet, Luka.

OFFICER: Check his pulse.

Nothing.

Silvan Luka, reputed
mob lieutenant,

died while in police
custody today.

Preliminary reports indicate the
cause of death was a heart attack.

No word yet on the
officers involved...

A heart attack? The
guy was barely 40.

Plus, kind of heartless.

Timing's convenient, though.

You think it was a hit?

Why? What are you thinking?

Nothing.

(SIGHING) Maybe
it's a coincidence,

but everyone who's finding
out about me, Cho, Luka,

they all seem to
be winding up...

Dead.

Hey.

Bret. Hi.

Wanna come in?

Yeah.

Look, I'm sorry
about the other day.

I should've told you
about me and Kristy,

about us getting back together.

It's okay.

We went to a museum together.

You don't owe me anything.

Well, I still feel bad.

Don't.

You got back together with
Kristy. You should be feeling great.

I know, except I might
have chosen the wrong girl.

Well, I should go.

See you around?

Yeah. Definitely.

DR. KING: So she knows.

Well, that's an
interesting development.

What did you tell her exactly?

Exactly what we agreed upon.

I followed the
script word for word.

Well, you can expect
your standard payment.

Ah, Stephanie, I was
just talking about you.

All good things, I hope.

Always.

You wanted to see me?

Yes.

I just came by to thank you
for waving me off Volson.

I don't want to become
another cautionary tale.

Very wise. As I've come to
expect where you're concerned.

Well, thank you for
looking out for me.

I'll always have my
eye on you, Stephanie.

That, you can count on.

Great.

Sorry you had to wait.

The employee who just
left is Dr. Stephanie Powell.

She's starting to know too much.

I want you to keep an eye on her

and those closest to her.

Find out what she knows,
before I have to do anything

rash.

What is it?

Nothing.

Do you recognize anyone?

No.

Never seen these
people before in my life.

But I'm sure I
can find a way in.

(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Miss Andrews. Hi.

Hi.

May I join you?

Will?

That's me.