The Dresden Files (2007–2008): Season 1, Episode 12 - Second City - full transcript

Can I have another?

Thanks.

Mm.

God, I hate that guy!

Who's that?

D.W. Harrack,

the smug bastard on the right.

He's a muck-raking hack.

He hates crime; He hates
criminals and he hates cops

that don't hate them
as much as he does.

But he likes that cop.



Yeah, Munser.

He's head of the anti-gang unit.

He's a real door-kicker.

Harrack's writing
a book on him...

soon to be a major motion
picture, I'm sure.

While you and I
toil on obscurely.

Yeah, doing whatever
it is we do.

You know people are
starting to talk.

Yeah? About what?

About us.

The reports I write,
the testimony I give.

Swear to tell the whole truth
and nothing but, right?

Sometimes I don't.

Sometimes it's just a fantasy.



I was thinking maybe I should
be doing a little less...

for the police.

You know.

For me, you mean?

I... um...

yeah.

Are you breaking up with me?

What?

Don't do that to me.

I got a peanut in my hair.

Okay, listen, listen.

It's not like I don't appreciate
the additional income,

it's just...

You help me clear cases.

Yeah, but it's not
without trouble...

for you.

I like clearing cases.

I know.

Me too.

You know it's my day off, right?

All right.

Why?

I'm two minutes out.

Just lock it up.

Why is he here?

Because he is.

Suspicious death.

Vic's name is Conner Reyes,
married, father of two.

He works at the muffler
shop down the street.

Any witnesses?

No, he was in the convenience
store buying some milk,

whatever, he steps out
and a minute later

another customer finds
him lying over there.

Okay, so why am I here?

Because it's the
middle of Chicago,

it's winter and he's
about two miles

from the mostly frozen lake.

So you know I'm stumped.

What does the lake have...?

Because he was drowned.

Drowned?

In Africa there are these little birds

that hang around elephants

and eat the lice off their skin.

The elephant gets a clean back
and the bird gets a meal.

It's a symbiotic relationship.

Kind of like me and Murphy.

But lately I was
beginning to think

maybe I wasn't a
helpful bird after all.

Maybe I was the louse.

So it's not inconceivable
Mr. Reyes ran afoul

of the offended party who
put his head in the toilet.

No time for that.

A bucket in the back
of a car or a truck,

dispatching him to make some
sort of gruesome point?

This may not be
supernatural at all Harry.

Yeah, just some run
of the mill psycho.

And would that be refreshing?

Sadly, yes.

So if Murphy asks
for your help...

I think I've helped
her too much.

I think it's time
to faze myself out.

Hey, Lieutenant, I've
been trying to call you.

Do you have anything
on the drowner?

Yeah.

Conner 'Sticky' Reyes.

Ten years ago he was deep
into the Russian mob.

He was arrested for
aggravated but pleaded out.

Listen, there's some...

Did he flip on someone?

If he did maybe
someone got even.

Who do we have hooked into?

Munser probably.

Yeah, probably.

Go ahead, give him a call.

Look, I really need to
tell you something, okay.

Is there an autopsy report?

Uh, no, not yet, but
Butter sent these photos.

Holy hell.

Look, Capt. Hacket has
a visitor, all right...

Reyes was branded.

Yeah.

Good memories you'll admit.

Okay tell me, does that
look Dresden-esque to you?

Boss, I really need to
tell you something, okay?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

That's what I was
trying to tell you.

Hey!

Hey dad.

Hey kid.

Rough night, huh?

Yeah.

So, what brings you up
from the Sunshine state?

You miss the sub
zero temperatures?

You remember Clidgeon Oliak?

Yeah, he's down he's down
in Tampa with you, right?

He was.

Ate his gun.

I'm dropping off some
stuff for his ex-wife.

Could've mailed them.

Yeah, could've.

Your Captain tells me that
you're having some really

interesting times lately.

How long are you
in town for Pop?

I'm flying out tomorrow morning,

but I thought we could
have dinner or something?

Bring Anna, it'd be nice
to see my granddaughter.

You know Pop, I'm
working a lead.

Kirmani can you get
Dresden on the phone

and tell him to
meet me at the morgue.

If I can swing dinner
I will, otherwise...

Yeah, sure, okay.

I understand.

Dresden.

You know about him?

I only know what the Cap
told me, which isn't much.

How about you telling
me a little more?

It's not the mark
of the devil is it?

Could be the mark of a
west Texas cattle ranch

for all I know.

Hey Butters, you sure this
thing wasn't scar?

You ever smell burning flesh?

Yeah.

Okay, well that still smelled
when we stripped him down.

His clothes, they
weren't even burned.

That's not even
the weird part...

Nothing like a
trip to the morgue

first thing in the morning.

Hey Munser.

You and Harrack dating now?

D.W. Harrack.

Oh, Harry Dresden.

Darren's official biographer.

- Heard your father's in town.
- Yup.

- That's nice.
- No, it isn't.

And what do you do exactly?

Oh, I'm a consultant, with her.

So what about you?

I hear you're writing
a book about him.

Everyone loves a hero.

Oh yeah.

Well hello sticky.

He was drowned?

Yeah, any idea who
wanted him dead?

A few years ago I
could have told you,

but he quit the life.

He had some kind of close
call and quit his evil ways.

Anybody who was gunning
for him back then

is either dead or in prison.

Did you pull him
out of the river?

No, beside a store
over on Portland.

His lungs were
full of salt water.

Uh, sea water actually.

That's the weird part.

It's looking like
kind of Pacificish.

Somebody was very determined.

Okay, do you recognize
this brand on his back?

No.

He was burned and drowned?

What the hell is that?

It's cause and effect.

Meaning what?

I'm sorry, who are you exactly?

His name is Harry Dresden.

He calls himself a wizard.

What's his hustle?

Consulting.

$500 a day, two day minimum,

the department covers it.

What the hell does he do,

kill chickens and
consult the entrails?

I don't know how he does it
Joe but he gets results.

He just does his stuff
and she's closing cases.

Is he working both sides?

I don't know, maybe.

Is he working her?

And for this they
pay him a grand?

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, it's a heart thing.

I'm okay.

Did she tell you that
she saved my life?

A heart attack?

Yeah.

She was 17 years old and
found me on the floor.

She broke two of my ribs,
but she got me going.

Doctor says she gave
me a second chance.

She'd tell you I didn't take it.

We got the surveillance
video from the crime scene.

That's Reyes, he was the
only one in the store,

and that's it.

He dies off camera.

Wait a minute, who's that?

I don't know.

Well he's walking right
past our crime scene.

Okay, look at that.

What is that?

That just might be
a branding iron.

Get forensics to
sharpen this up.

You got it.

This could be some kind
of inverted pentagram,

but what is that
curly shape there?

I don't know, just some kind
of wording, combo platter.

Did you steal this picture?

No, Murphy forced it on me.

Oh, and that didn't
incite you to action?

Bob...

Bob it's getting too easy.

It's getting too easy to forget

about the consequences...

of me and Murphy
working together.

People look at me like I'm
some kind of crackpot,

that's fine; I can deal with
it, I'm used to it, right.

People look at her in the
same way, that's not good.

It's...

Hello sir, how can I help you?

Well you can start by staying
away from my daughter.

Sorry?

Connie Murphy.

I'm her father.

- Hey.
- Hey, she here?

No. You want her cell?

No. Okay, I'll give this to you.

I was doing some digging
and I landed on something.

One of Reyes's crew was sent
up for killing a Rookie cop.

That was assigned to Joe Murphy.

And the word is Reyes
supplied the gun.

You got to be kidding.

You think that Joe Murphy
came up from Florida

to pull some vigilante thing

for a rookie who
died 9 years ago?

He couldn't burn
and drown a guy,

he's got a heart condition.

Look, don't shoot the
messenger, all right.

I'm not saying he did it
or had somebody do it;

I'm just telling you that
there is a connection.

Mr. Murphy I fully
understand your position...

Yeah, well it wouldn't
matter to me if you didn't.

But I do.

I do.

Your daughter is
a friend of mine;

She is someone I respect,
someone I admire

and I know she has gone through

a lot of difficult
things lately.

What do you know about
her leave of absence?

You two were working together
on a case when she got hit.

She watched a guy kill himself
right in front of her;

She ends up with night
terrors, memory loss.

This life, this job
is tough enough;

A lot of people don't make it.

I know.

And you say you're her friend?

Yeah.

All right, if you
are her friend,

if you really do respect her,

then stay the hell
away from her.

Stay away.

Mr. Murphy...

You've got to understand, I...

Hey Harry, get your coat.

What's this?

Uh...

I just came by...
we had a little talk.

I think and he thinks...

Please tell me, what
do the men folk think?

Connie, come on.

Pop, you are this
close to interfering

with an ongoing investigation,

and you are an
investigative asset

that I intend to exploit.

I just don't think
that's a really...

Connie, listen.

Zip it.

This is our suspect -
one of them at least.

Take a look at
what's in his hand.

That could be a branding iron.

I know.

What else can you tell me?

I could tell you where he went.

Hey!

Leave! Now, Pop,

or I'm going to call
a black and white

and have them take you
straight to the airport.

Murphy...

What!

I'm going to need
your sunglasses.

So here we are.

I wanted to get out
of Murphy's life

but she need me to
help her catch a killer.

So I figured the
sooner I did that,

the quicker I'd be
out of there, right?

The happier everyone would
be, especially Joe Murphy.

What are you doing?

Trying to figure out
where the suspect stepped.

Yeah, yeah.

Can you just hold that a second.

Okay.

Oh, god, what is that?

Ant vomit, mostly.

You don't want to know
what the rest of it is.

What does it do
other than stink?

Well, ants leave trails.

They like trails.

With any luck they'll
like this guys trail.

Oh come on!

Murphy, I'm sorry,
it's just part of things.

Great.

Well, what do you see?

Just the world.

Slightly darker.

Smart ass.

What?

Trail's gone cold.

Must have got in a
car or something.

Okay, what now?

Can you slap me?

What?

Could you slap me.

You see, I need a
peak emotional surge,

because I gotta jolt up the
ant vomit a little, you see.

So, could you slap me?

I'm not slapping you.

All right.

Let's go.

All right, is this the place?

Yeah, yeah, the trail.

It stops right
there at that door.

Hey, hey, listen, before we go
any further could we just talk

about what happened with your
father, because that was,

you know...

No.

Murphy...
Well, you need a warrant.

You're not just gonna...

You're not going
announce or anything?

Police...

Someone's been busy.

Anything?

No.

Sea change.

Hey, I think I got...

Come here! Give me that.

I hit him.

I know.

Getting the killer's scrapbook
is the only thing

that's keeping you
from a full review.

Then let me go out there and
find the guy that's doing this.

Another detective
will find the guy.

You're going to be
taking a little break.

What?

The suspects place was
rented under an alias.

No one rembers the guy's name.

No prints yet.

Ballistics confirms no
rounds from Murphy's gun

were in the hallway.

Nothing?

Well that's because every
slug hit the guy, sir.

So why isn't he dead?

Body armour?

I don't know.

All right.

Tell me again how
you found this place.

I can tell you that.

Shut up. Murphy?

I can't.

What, he just led you there?

He did.

You didn't find that suspicious?

It's mysterious sir,
there's a difference.

Tell me what your relationship
is with Mr. Dresden.

He's a consultant.

Where'd you get this?

I can explain that.

No, don't explain this.

Who took this?

Harrack?

Dresden piqued his interest.

Yeah, thanks a lot.

You're off this.
Kirmani, it's yours.

Bring Munser in.

What? Why Munser?

Because most of the
victims are gang related.

Munser will know them.

Sir, if you look in
this book you will see

that most of these victims
have something in common.

You looked in this book?

Murphy found a key piece of...

Shut up.

You let him tamper
with evidence?

Sir, this is my case.
Please, just let me work it.

This is a case you
caught on your day off.

Kirmani brought me in
and now I want it.

Connie, that's enough.

Listen to your dad.

Murphy, I'm sorry...

Nice one Tinkerbell.

I need tweezers.

What you got?

I'm not sure.

Hey, where is Harrack anyway?

Shouldn't he be here
chronicling your every move?

After the picture thing I told
him to cool it for a while.

Don't want you punching
his lights out.

- What is it?
- Nitro pill.

Good thing to have if you've
got a heart condition.

And why are you
wearing sunglasses?

The parano solution.
The ant thing.

Right.

And the kiss?

Need a jolt.

Oh that's good, that's rich.

I've never heard
that one before.

Not now please Bob.

Sorry, sorry.

He's punishing his victims.

What do you mean?

I saw his book, okay.

He's killing bad people who
got a 2nd chance in life.

Okay 4 years ago Reyes almost
drowned on a California beach.

He saw the light, literally.

He changed his path.

The other victims, same thing.

One of them almost died
in a fire

and the other survived
suicide attempt.

Let me guess, one
was found burned...

Yeah.

And the other one was found
with every bone in her body

shattered as if she
jumped out of a window.

Branded?

I assume.

And then there's
the missing pages.

The killer put all his
victims in that book.

He tore out the last few pages.

I'm pretty sure they'll tell
us who's next on his list.

If they're not already dead.

Yeah, and I'm off the case.

Well that has never
stopped you before.

Yeah, well I never got Murphy
in this much trouble before.

D.W. Harrack...

It's Harrack.

Sorry?

Harrack is the one that got
us thrown off the case -

the picture.

Oh.

Allowing the killer to continue.

Yeah.

Unimpeded by a wizard or
a tenacious detective.

So either he's a
dedicated public servant

eager to expose a
compromised cop or...

Not!

I'm going to tell you
something maybe you don't know.

Maybe you do, I don't know,

but this guy comes from
a family of grifters.

His father was a
half-assed magician -

you know about this?

His mother died
when he was three.

Now she's off the grid
pretty much until she died,

some kind of gypsy or something.

Anyway the kid's raised by his
father and he was pretty quick

to steal a buck here and there.

He got busted for shoplifting
and then he got picked up

for joyriding in a
stolen carriage.

Carriage?

Which makes him
also a horse thief.

Anyway, the father dies

and he goes to live
with a rich Uncle.

He doesn't go to
school, nothing,

and then the uncle dies too

and Dresden shows
up back in Chicago

with no money, no bank account;

Just a desire to get into bed
with the Chicago police

and maybe pick up a
little pocket money.

See, that's why we're different.

You're always a cop,

at home, at dinner, on vacation.

Hell, you didn't even know
mom had left for three days

because you wouldn't
drop a stakeout.

Okay. Okay.

It's all right. I don't care.

I don't care about
how you treated mom

or that you never call me
on my birthday

or even that you
missed my graduation.

It just meant I didn't
have to pose for pictures

with the man I didn't know.

This isn't about me.

You're right.

It's about the way you see me,
which is to say, you don't.

You never have.

You don't know me,
you don't know my friends,

hell, you don't even
know my daughter.

So for you to sit there and
pretend like you know anything

about a man who I
trust with my life...

Connie...

I am not finished.

Fine, he's a grifter, he's
whatever it is you say.

But you know what, he's
here when I need him,

which is more than I
can say for my father.

Joe Murphy?

Yeah.

I'm arresting you on
suspicion of murder.

What?

Let's go.

My relationship with reporters

has always been complicated,
for obvious reasons.

Now, if Harrack was driven
to set the record straight

by killing those he thought
deserved to die,

then I could see why he'd
want Murphy off the case.

Now that tells me

he could have the
missing scrapbook pages.

Seems like his office would be
a good place to start looking.

And you never know,

there might be a forgotten
donut lying around too.

I hadn't eaten all day.

What are you doing here?

Is that your idea?

Follow us and take
those pictures?

No, no, it wasn't.

It was Munser.

He said that you were a freak;

That you were taking
advantage of Murphy.

What is all this?

Research...

for the booking I'm
writing about Munser.

With each near miss, each bullet
wound, each knifing,

run down by cars,

thrown through windows...

Munser's legend grows?

He takes chances like he's got
a million lives in the bank

and he's not afraid
to spend them.

Munser wanted Murphy
off the case.

Munser wanted the two of you

to stop interfering
with good cops.

Munser a good cop?

He's one of the best!

He's survived a lot of things

that would put most
cops 6 feet under.

And you're going to tell me

exactly how many
times he's done it...

and when.

It's not Harrack, it's Munser.

Who's Munser?

Munser, Munser, he's this cop...

two nights ago he almost gets
his head blown off

being first through the door
at a drug raid, okay.

Now he miraculously
avoided that bullet

like he has miraculously avoided

about a dozen other close calls

in his brilliant, yet death
defying career.

What does this have
to do with Reyes?

It's not just Reyes, it's
all those other people...

in the book, they
got 2nd chances.

Munser's found a way to
take them for himself.

Like an insurance policy.

Yeah, keep himself alive

from the fate they
originally avoided...

comes back to claim them.

Impressive.

Diabolically so.

How's he doing it?

The branding.

I mean, how does it work?

Ah, yes, well, let me see.

Circle of our world,
dark intentions,

reverse field of two;

That is life for another body

and mark of the antler

which represents the
shedding of an old life.

Now, this overlays into that;
This overlays into that.

Which essentially
gives us... that.

Oh dear.

Murphy shot Munser.

He should have been dead.

And Munser was endued
with Reyes 2nd chance.

So he has to renew his policy.

So someone else will die...

If they haven't already.

Well...

It turns out you were
at a wake in Florida

the night Reyes was murdered

and then you did, in fact,

board a plane from
Tampa to Chicago.

Guess I didn't do it.

No...

and the nitro pill wasn't yours.

Can I go now?

I'm just doing the paperwork.

Joe, I'm really sorry
about this, okay.

This would be the Captain.

I'll be right back.

Captain Hackett...

How is she?

Who?

Anna.

My granddaughter.

Does she like school?

She likes art and
a boy named Walter.

Who the hell would
name a kid Walter?

Well, she doesn't seem to mind.

Yeah...

I could have
mailed all that stuff

back to ex-widow.

But if I did, I wouldn't have
had an excuse to see you.

I'm sorry...

for not being there
for you and Anna.

Apology accepted.

No.

It's too late,
it's already done.

Murphy, Murphy.

Murphy.

Listen, I was just across town,

at Munser's office.

I had to ask him some questions.

He wasn't there.

- Connie?
- Dad.

I found these.

These are the missing pages
from the scrapbook

that you have as evidence.

These are the people
he hasn't killed yet.

Munser?

Yes, Munser.

You gotta trust
me on this Murphy.

It is him, it is him.

Okay, who's next on the list?

When you get
a 2nd chance at life,

either through hard
work or a twist of fate,

you'll do anything to keep it,

but when you steal it
again and again,

well let's just say that
puts you on my to-do list.

Now Munser, he need to be done.

Romina Hanley?

Yeah.

I'm Sgt. Munser, your P.O.
told me I could find you here.

I just have a couple
of questions

about one of your
former associates.

That's not my life anymore.

Munser.

Hey, Munser, it's Kirmani.

Oh hey, I was just
going to call you.

Yeah, we're still
holding Joe Murphy.

His alibi isn't solid.

Really?

How's the other
Murphy taking that?

Like you might expect.

Look, I was wondering if
you could spring by here.

Capt. Hackett wants a briefing

and since we're on
this thing together...

Yeah, sure.

Just let me finish up
what I'm doing here

and I'll be right over.

Okay, where are you?

At my office.

I got 6 reports to file

because of the
gunfire this week.

Well, you know, take your time.

No one's going
anywhere around here.

You bet. See you soon.

GPS nailed it.

Yes, I'm going with you.

- No you're not.
- Yes I am.

Munser!

Finish those reports?

Hey Murphy, can I
get a hand over here?

This bitch just tried to rob me.

I suppose Conner Reyes was
trying to rob you too.

Who?

The man you drowned.

Put down the brand.

Do it!

It's all right.

What's happening?

Who are you?

It's okay. Calm down.
It's fine, it's fine.

Harry!

Hold it right there!

It gets to you doesn't it?

The job, the fear,

makes you want to pretend
you're invincible.

Drop the weapon!

Drop it!

Ahh!

Your 2nd chance...

from the heart attack Joe.

I'm gonna need it
to make a difference.

- Mr. Murphy!
- Pop!

My heart...

Okay, sit down,
sit down, sit down.

This is Murphy,
I have an officer down,

I need a backup
and ambulance now!

Stay with him.

Pop, you were supposed
to wait in the car.

Pills! My pocket.

Hang on, Pop, hang on, hang on.

Come on Pop, open your
mouth, open your mouth.

Pop, Pop.

Don't leave me dad.

Where'd you get that thing?

It was a gift.

Oh Dad...

Ahh!

How many 2nd chances
have you had?

Murphy, no!

He killed him, my dad.

Just like Reyes, just like the
others, like he was nothing.

Just wait.

Oh come on Murphy,
they were criminals.

They didn't deserve the
2nd chances they got.

Mr. Murphy...

I needed what I took.

You know what it's
like out there.

When I'm a cop, I'm just like
you, just like your father...

You are nothing like my father!

Connie, Connie, that's enough.

Dad?

Murphy.

Don't do it.

It's okay.

It's okay baby.

So, Munser's going
to be incarcerated

for the rest of his life.

It looks that way.

And what are you going
to do with that thing?

Make a nice cookie
cutter, don't you think?

Or possibly a little pick-me-up

in case you fall down
on the job - dead.

Possibly.

But you know what
they say about life...

Tell me?

One to a customer.

Mr. Murphy?

Yeah.

I got a plane to catch
so I'll make this short.

Okay.

I don't know what
the hell you did.

I don't know how you did it,

but whatever it is that you do,

I want you to keep
doing it for Connie.

I think that's still
open to discussion.

No, no, no.

She's the apple of the
Captain's eye again

since she collared Munser, so...

That's good, that's good.

But you know
there's other things

more important than the job.

Friends, life, and living.

I want you to make sure
she keeps doing that.

Yeah.

I'll say this,

whatever the Chicago
police are paying you

for what you do,
it's not enough.

You tell them that.

Hey Pop, you're going
to miss your flight.

Is he threatening you?

No.

I'm just saying good bye.

I'll be seeing you around.

Hey Murphy, Murphy...

Murphy.

Your father just made it
pretty clear to me

that he thinks I should be...

looking out for you.

Or else?

Just wanted your opinion
on that, you know.

Thank you Harry, for everything.

And I'm sorry...

For what?

For slapping you.

It won't happen again.