-TOBY: So what happened to him? -He passed out.
-Any idea why? -No.
Sir?
Well, his eyes are open. He's conscious.
Why is there a turkey beside his head?
I didn't have any frozen peas.
You know, to use as a cold compress. He bumped his head when he fell.
Right, okay.
Yes, that is a nasty bump.
You Iying, cheating, cheap bastard!
Did you throw that turkey at your husband's head, ma'am?
It's organic.
-Come on, Toby. -No, Oz, I got plans.
I think after a myocardial infarction, a slipped disc,
and a frozen turkey attack, you'd at Ieast Iet me take you out for a beer.
-I promised Liv dinner and a movie. -What movie?
-The one you're not going to. -Wrap it up, boys.
-You guys are heading back out. -OZ: Pardon me, sir?
Number 22 has a 10-7 in Scarborough. Tow truck rear-ended.
-Heaton and Mohan. -How are they?
Well, they're a Iot happier now that they know that
you two are pulling a double till they're up and running.
-OZ: Can't do it, sir. -Yes, you can.
Sir, Toby and I have previous engagements tonight.
Previous engagements? Not any more.
Sir, you can't just put us on a double. We do have a union.
Protects us in these cases. There's grievances we can file.
Yeah, I don't think Ryder appreciated that union threat.
-No, he did not. -It was a nice try, though.
Oh, thank you.
(PAGER VIBRATING)
Well, we got a fall. Possible head injury at Dundas and Cox.
-AII right. -Here we go.
Hey. How you doing, sir? Can you hear me?
Okay, hold on. Look at me. I'm a paramedic. We're gonna take care of you.
RON: Gonna kill her.
-OZ: Is it alcohol? -No, no. I can't smell any.
-He's barely got a pulse, man. -Heart attack or stroke?
He's got massive head trauma. We got to move him, Oz.
-You get the mask? -Yeah.
Stay with me. Hey, can you get the brace, Oz?
-Here we go. -Stay with me.
-AII right. -Get in there.
(GRUNTS)
One, two, three.
OZ: What was that?
Whoa, whoa. Hey, officer!
-Fell out of his pocket. -It fell.
Toby!
-He's gone. -What, you connected?
-Yeah. -You heard it? Are you okay?
Just wait.
OZ: Dispatch, this is 960. Victim is VSA, vital signs absent.
(VOICES WHISPERING)
-Hey. -Hey.
-You Iook beat. -Yeah, it's been a crazy night.
-How about some coffee? -Sure.
So, what's going on in there?
Have you ever known anyone that's crossed over and come back?
-You mean after flat-Iining? -Yeah.
Is there anything to that whole white Iight thing?
There are some documented cases, but the truth is
when your body shuts down, you Iose control over your eyes,
and your pupils dilate, and that's what explains the bright Iight.
-Yeah, I saw that. -You saw what exactly?
Well, we had a DOA tonight and I saw his... His pupils were widening.
-You are exhausted. -Yes.
OLIVIA: Guess the date's definitely off tonight.
Sorry about the whole double shift.
How about tomorrow night? Dinner, movie?
-It's Tuesday. -Pilates.
Hey. Multi-car pileup on the Gardiner. They need all available units.
-Hi. -I'II be right there.
-Friday night? -Mmm-hmm.
-AII right. AII right. -Okay.
Friday.
Thanks for the coffee.
OZ: Oh, man, I can't work another double for a while.
I'm a zombie right now. I mean, Iiterally a zombie.
I could eat brains and it wouldn't be so bad to me.
Brains sounds delicious right now. And you're not Iistening.
No, Oz, I saw inside death tonight.
Toby, we've had people die on us before, man.
-Don't worry about it. -It was different, man. I saw the moment.
I saw that actual moment when he gave up.
-Gave up what? -Life.
Crossed the threshold to wherever we go.
Man, don't talk about where we go now, man.
My aunt Nurkan, she had a walking pneumonia.
She swore she saw Muhammad and they had tea in Mecca.
And there was a camel in a maitre d's uniform.
RON: Gonna kill her.
YOUNG TOBY: Where are we going?
MAN: Toby, your mother Ioves you very much, but we can't bring her back.
OZ: Hey, Toby, man, where'd you go?
It's nothing. I'm just beat.
Detective Marks is expecting me. Usually I get to walk right in here, Becker.
Yeah, I kind of put some yellow tape on that. Thanks.
Oh, thank you.
Why does Detective Marks just Iet you walk right in here?
'Cause she Iikes the information I give her.
So you got some information on the Rosedale homicide?
That's what she's working on right now.
BECKER: As if you had a clue.
-No, it's something else. -Something else?
Great. I would Iove to hear about it.
Come on right in.
-Why do you care about Ron Wallace? -TOBY: Well, I think he was after someone.
-Why do you think that? -He had a gun.
-He said, "Gonna kill you," before he died. -He said that to you?
Not to me, no, but he said it. Yeah.
You think Detective Marks would be interested in this information?
Yeah, I thought she might.
BECKER: She can't be sleeping with this guy.
Toby, I see you around here more than I see half my detectives.
-So what is it? -What? What is what? (CHUCKLES)
-What is it with you and Marks? -Well, I just...
I wanted to talk to her about what we're talking about.
-Hey, there. -What's going on?
Toby here just dropped by.
He's got some information for you on Ron Wallace.
CHARLIE: Who?
Yeah, you know, maybe I should come back another time?
CHARLIE: What the hell is going on?
Looks to me Iike this was an accident, Marks.
Why are you wasting your time on it?
CHARLIE: Toby, make an excuse and get out of here.
-You know, I got to get back to work... -Hold on a second.
Since when does a paramedic do your Iegwork
-on a case you're not even on? -Well...
AII right. I'II tell him.
You probably guessed it. You wanna know the truth?
-Yes. -AII right.
We're dating.
BECKER: Oh, my God. Son of a bitch.
I'm sorry. CIearly not very professional.
I guess I'II see you Iater tonight. I've got work I got to finish up.
Should I wait up or...
CHARLIE: Don't make anything more out of this than getting your ass out of here.
TOBY: Okay, well, I got it, then.
-I'II Ieave you two Iovebirds alone. -AII right.
Marks, I want an update on the Rosedale case
-on my desk this afternoon. -For sure.
BECKER: Him and Charlie?
(BECKER SCOFFS)
-What the hell was that? -I don't know. He just cornered me.
-That's all I had. -Who's Ron Wallace?
He's a guy who died the other night. I think he's a hitman.
-Toby, you're driving me nuts. -Was a hitman.
I found this picture on him.
The only thing on his mind was, "Gonna kill you. Gonna kill you."
Surveillance photo and he had a gun.
-You think he was hired to kill her? -Don't know.
A Iot of ex-cons carry guns, Toby. They feel safer that way.
-He was an ex-con? -Yeah, 15 years for embezzlement.
-That's big. Is that his file? -Yeah. Excuse me, please.
-Take a Iook? -Yeah, go ahead.
Yeah.
-Okay, thanks. -Good.
He wouldn't say where the money was. So he never made parole.
Four million from a financial institute.
Squeaky clean since he got out 1 1 months ago.
Except for the gun.
It's a Iittle Iate to get him on that now, isn't it?
So, you done here? I've got a report due on a homicide I got to get to.
Yeah, should I wait up for you? Are you gonna be Iate?
You really want me to hurt you, don't you? Get out of here.
OZ: Snowmobiling. Like that's a sport.
Don't even get me started on cross-country skiing.
Combines all the fun of walking with the thrill of being physically handicapped.
-Are you Iistening to me? -I'm sure it's a threat.
-What? -What I told you, "I'm gonna kill you."
I think there's a woman out there who's in trouble.
When did you tune me out?
(EXHALES)
-Moguls? Baran? -Baran. My cousin, Baran.
I was telling you that he's kind of an idiot, you know?
So he was snowmobiling. He wipes out on this 300-foot glacier.
They pronounce him dead at the scene.
Then, 10 minutes Iater on the way to the hospital,
he snaps awake and starts singing the Turkish national anthem.
-Why? -I don't know. He Iikes the national anthem.
It's a catchy song. That's not the point.
But he told my uncle Apo that while he was out,
he could see that everything was white.
He was in snow, right? Snow. White.
Yeah, but he told my uncle Apo that while he was in this whiteness,
he had this complete feeling of peace.
Well, this guy didn't have a feeling of peace. He had a gun and he had this photo.
I think he wanted to kill this girl.
-Yeah, but he's dead now, right? -What if she's a marked woman?
What if there's someone else out there after her?
(EXHALES)
So, what, we're gonna track this girl down and warn her ahead of time?
-Is that what you're thinking? -Yeah, it is.
You know, it's a big city, Toby. I don't know how we're gonna do it.
Well, I say we Iook at the picture,
we find the building she's standing in front of and we start from there.
We're not gonna find this building. Oh, I know this building.
-Hey, you don't know this building? -No.
You see, this is why I do the driving and you do the daydreaming.
See, this is why we're friends.
-Hey, hand it over. -No, you're driving.
I got two hands. Come on.
-There you go. Right there. -Where?
-Right here? -Yeah.
TOBY: Yeah, you're good. Look at that.
-Hey. -Hey.
-She come out yet? -Yeah, she came out earlier,
but I Iike standing out here in the cold. What'd you get?
-Remote control helicopter. -Another one?
-Yeah. They fly away, you know? -Yeah.
There she is.
Hey. Excuse me, miss. How are you?
-Hi. -Hey.
I'm not trying to hit on you.
That's good 'cause you have mustard on your nose.
-Look, hey... Did I get it? -What do you want?
-You don't know who I am. I get that. -No, I don't.
But do you know who this guy is?
-Are you a cop? -No, I'm not. Do you know him?
Yes. Yes, he's my father.
TOBY: ID'ing your father. That's tough.
-So were you and your father close? -No. No. When he went away,
my mother didn't want me to have anything to do with him.
-Then she remarried. -You ever see him again?
I wrote to him when I was 19. He didn't want me to visit.
-Didn't want me to be sad. -OZ: How'd that sit with you?
You know what? I was relieved.
From then on I just told everyone my father was dead.
(CHUCKLES)
It's funny 'cause then just a week ago
he called and Ieft a message saying he wanted to see me
-and it was urgent. -Did he say what it was about?
No. Why? Did he say something before he died?
He was definitely trying to communicate, yeah.
Is this about the money? Because I don't know anything about it.
-I never said anything about money. -What money are we talking about?
The four million that he stole. People have been trying to find it for years.
Yeah, that's him.
Thank you for bringing me.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Oz! Oz?
So what do you do?
I am an illustrator for graphic novels.
Wow, that's cool.
It's what I always wanted to do, so...
Here you go. Some water, some salt. It's the best thing for you when you faint.
-Thank you. I'II just take the water. -Okay. I'II help myself.
I'm sorry. I don't know what happened to me.
Well, you Iost your father. It's understandable.
No, I Iost my father when I was 15. When he went to jail.
Must've been dealing with some serious business.
My mom divorced him when the jail door slammed.
Birthdays, Christmases, graduation. He was never there.
So, yeah, I would say that I'm working through some issues.
-You told me your father tried to call you. -Mmm-hmm.
He was calling me constantly Iast week. I finally agreed to meet with him.
It was supposed to be Iast night.
Did he say what he wanted?
Lindsay, your dad had a gun on him when he died.
What? He had a gun on him when he was coming to see me?
Can you think of any reason why...
Any reason why my father would want to kill me?
-Look, we're not saying that. -Yeah, good, because it's ridiculous.
I mean, he was a thief, not a murderer.
Well, maybe someone...
OZ: Easy, Toby, she's fragile.
You're saying someone did what?
Maybe there's someone still out there who wants to kill you.
Someone still out there who wants me dead?
OZ: She's gonna faint again.
Let me get you some more water.
-Oh, my God. Oh, my God. -Lindsay, I know a detective.
We can call her and we can tell her everything.
She'II probably help you out.
-Oz! She fainted again. -I told you.
OZ: I don't know why you don't listen to me, Toby.
You got to know these things about women.
Will you stop nagging me, man? I wanted to tell her.
Hey, you could see it in her eyes. She was feeling Iight-headed.
I mean, women faint around me all the time.
Could you people please focus on my grandson's nose, already?
-Absolutely, Mr Portenstein. -OLD MAN: Completely overrated!
-OZ: What's that? -Grandchildren!
They're always running around, getting into things.
-Be right there. Hey, how you doing? -Good.
-Good. Hey, I found her. -Who?
Dead guy's daughter. Lindsay Wallace. He was gonna go see her that night.
-Okay, you know why? -No.
-AII right, I'II talk to her. -Really?
Yeah, well, we got a call from a witness
who saw a guy being chased by a vehicle over at Cox and Dundas.
-Unless that was you? -No.
Okay, well, this could be a possible homicide.
And I repeat, Toby, "Possible."
That mug shot that you stole from my desk, I want that back.
-Hey. -Hey.
-Shall we? -TOBY: Yes.
I told you I didn't want you playing with my coin collection.
-I wasn't playing. I was Iooking. -Then why is it stuck up your nose?
This is seven-year-old Sullivan Van Deusan, has a penny stuck up his...
Not "a penny."
A 1941 Lincoln steel US penny.
-Oz, foosball. -Yeah, sure, right this way.
Come on. Penny for your thoughts, right? Okay.
-How was Pilates? -It was cancelled.
The instructor threw out his back opening a bottle of wine.
-You should've called me. -Friday, I'm cooking.
-I'II cook. -Better idea.
(SNEEZES) (COIN CLINKING)
-Was that the penny? -I think so.
Good job, buddy. Here you go. Put that underneath your pillow.
Hide it from Grandpa.
BECKER: So, why don't you tell me how your boyfriend, a paramedic,
-finds this girl before we do? -'Cause he Iikes to impress me.
Nice. Hi, Lindsay. I'm Detective Sergeant Becker.
-This is Detective Marks. -Hello.
-Thanks for coming in today.
I'II cut straight to the chase.
Can you think of any reason why anyone would want to harm you?
No, I can't think of any reason.
Did your father say that someone was threatening you?
He actually didn't say much of anything.
He did sound a Iittle nervous though, maybe even scared.
-Is this about the money? -We don't know what it's about. Not yet.
But we do know that a man who was convicted of stealing four million dollars
who hadn't spoken to his daughter in years, suddenly wants to contact her.
Can you tell us why?
-What are you saying? -Brian, slow down.
I'm just asking a simple question, Lindsay.
I don't know where the money is if that's what you're thinking.
Okay. Thank you.
Okay.
-Are we finished here? -Yeah, we're finished,
but if anything funny happens, you can always reach us here.
I'm sorry. "Funny"?
Yeah, Iike finding four million dollars in your sock drawer.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Thank you, detectives.
At Ieast I know where I get it from.
He made it sound Iike I did something, Iike I had the money.
It's okay. Becker suspects everyone of something.
Well, it's just getting a Iittle too crazy, that's all.
The Iandlord wants my father's stuff out by the end of the week.
I have to plan his funeral. I don't even know if he has a will.
I mean, if my mother knows, she's not gonna tell me.
Lindsay, it's okay.
If I can help you with anything, you just Iet me know, all right?
-Thanks for doing this with me. -Hey, not a problem.
LINDSAY: Oh, my God.
This is all you had left.
What is all of this?
Oh, my God. This is me. This is my Iife.
This is everything. These are from when I was in high school.
Beyond the Night. This is the first graphic novel I ever illustrated.
That's great.
I always wondered what had become of him.
-Are your parents still alive? -I never met my dad.
Not even sure if he knows I exist. My mother, I Iost her when I was five.
Yeah, I have memories here and there,
but, you know, it's pretty much a closed book.
And this is his trial. These are court transcripts,
newspaper clippings. I mean, this is his appeal file.
-Well, they call that an innocence box. -A what?
These guys, they go to jail and they wanna become prison Iibrary Iawyers.
-They wanna prove that they're not guilty. -Even if they are?
I don't think they'd spend that much time doing it if they were.
Maybe this is why he wanted to meet with me.
-Maybe he had found proof. -Maybe.
You recognise these names or addresses?
No. No, I don't recognise any of them, but they're from all over the country.
TOBY: How about "BPI"?
(DOORKNOB RATTLING)
-Lindsay? -What?
Did you hear that?
Toby?
-Did you see who did it? -I saw a door.
How about you?
No, by the time I got out there, they were gone.
You have any idea what they might have been after?
There's nothing of value in the apartment, so...
So, not an extra four million dollars just Iying around?
Hey, Charlie, come on. I would've told you that.
CHARLIE: You would, but would she?
We both would've.
AII right, I'II go over to his place. I'II check it out.
See if I come up with anything.
And if anything changes for you, you can always reach me here.
Thank you.
CHARLIE: Now get out of here before Becker gets back from lunch.
Thanks, Charlie.
You know, sometimes I wish I could read minds.
-Really? Why? -I don't know.
I just get the feeling she thinks I know more than what I'm saying.
-You're going to his funeral? -Yeah, what's the big deal?
-I don't know. You don't know him. -I know her.
You don't know her. You don't know anything about her.
What's her favourite movie? Favourite food? Pet peeves? Do you know her pet peeves?
You don't know her pet peeves, forget about it.
Oz, she needs help. I can help her. That's it. Relax.
You know what, Toby? I just figured this out.
You got a hero complex. That's what.
-You know why? -No, I don't know why.
-Can you tell me why? -Toby, you have a gift
and you don't know what you did to deserve it,
so you help people.
It's your way of paying the world back for your gift.
It's simple psychology.
Then, make me a superhero. I'II make you my sidekick.
No, I don't Iike that. I keep working on it.
Ma, this is my friend, Toby Logan.
-Hey. -Oh, the paramedic who found Ron.
-Yeah, that's right. -Thank you for doing your best.
I appreciate you coming, Mom.
Days I dreamed of his funeral.
-(SIGHS) -Oh.
Come on, Lindsay. Let's not pretend we were the perfect family.
I do have some good memories.
-We went to his place. -Really?
There was a box. It was full of clippings and photos. I just...
What if he was innocent, Mom?
You're going through the same thing I went through.
Which is?
Coming to terms with who your father really was.
Well, maybe he wasn't such a monster, Mom.
Nor was he a saint.
My condolences. Your father was a good man.
Thank you.
-You don't recognise me, do you? -Um...
Syd Pickersgill.
Yes, yes, I... Yes, of course, I remember you.
-Yes. -Lovely to see you.
-Hi. -Toby.
-Hi, Toby. -Nice to meet you.
Well, you and my father go way back.
(SYD LAUGHS)
High school. Oh, Iife is weird.
Your dad, no matter what, nothing ever worked out for him.
He did nothing and they nailed him for that theft.
-What? Nothing? -You know the story?
No, my mother refused to talk about it.
She asked me to get him a job at work. Metro York Financial.
After eight months, they caught him on a security camera.
He was a programmer, he was working Iate,
and at exactly the same time, four million disappeared electronically.
The way I see it, someone set him up.
Did you know he was working on his own innocence?
He dug a few things up. I don't know what, but he was close.
He had a gun on him when he died.
SYD: Courtesy of me.
Makes sense.
He was nervous that the people who actually stole the money
-knew he was on their trail. -People Iike Arthur Smith and Barry Cooper?
Never heard of them. What's that?
Well, it's a book we found with this Iist of names.
-Hey, Syd, do you know what BPI means? -Bank of the Polynesian Islands.
Maybe that's where the money is.
-TOBY: Hey. -Okay, first of all, you and I are not a couple.
-Whoa, I know that. Relax. -Okay. Well, then good.
-Where am I going? -Out of here.
Becker's been all over me because of you.
Listen, I was just coming here to Iet you know
that the money may have gone to the Bank of the Polynesian Islands.
Okay, fine. We find the money, we'II know who put it in there,
but we're still 15 years too Iate.
And I found a Iist of names in his apartment.
-When did you find these? -Before I got knocked out.
-Hey. -Hello again.
-So, is this work or pleasure? -Just work.
Just giving Detective Marks here new information on the Ron Wallace case.
BECKER: You really think you're impressing her?
-Why don't you just Iet her do her job? -Brian, he's just trying to help me.
BECKER: He's trying to play cop.
Not trying to do your job here, Brian. Just helping out Miss Marks, here.
Toby, I appreciate it.
BECKER: What do these guys do on a date? Read old crime reports?
-He Iikes to impress me. -Oh, I bet.
Listen, I got to get going. I got to freshen up for tonight.
Will see you. AII right?
See you Iater.
-See you, Becker. -Bye.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
Excuse me. Excuse me. I was wondering...
I'm sorry, if you want a full detail,
I'm not making any more appointments today,
but I could set you up for tomorrow.
No, no, my name is Lindsay Wallace.
-My father was Ron Wallace. -Lindsay? Lindsay?
Oh, my goodness! Oh, my goodness!
Lindsay.
I should've recognised you from your photos.
I've heard so much about you.
Oh, Lindsay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't at the funeral.
I couldn't get anybody to swap shifts with me.
-It's okay. -Your dad was such a great guy.
He was so sweet. I'm really sorry.
-Thanks. -Yeah.
I've got some of his stuff over here.
He was so proud of you.
He was always talking about the beautiful illustrations that you did.
Really?
He knew everything about you.
-Well, thank you. -You're welcome.
-Take care. -Bye now.
-TOBY: This is good. So tonight. -Tonight.
-Tonight, I'm gonna cook. -I'm buying the fish.
-AII right, that's good. Tonight. -(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hold on one sec, just a sec. Hey, it's Toby.
Toby. BPI, Bender Private Investigations.
How'd you figure that out?
I found it on a card in my dad's work clothes.
Look, meet me at 601 Queensway East.
Listen, I'm getting off work now. I'II meet you right there.
-I'II explain Iater. It's good. -If I see you tonight.
-You will. It's on. -Mmm-hmm.
Yeah, sure. I knew Ron. I did a Iittle work for him.
Of course, I'm not at Iiberty to discuss items of a confidential nature.
Right, well, Lindsay was Ron's daughter.
BENDER: Easier to look at than the old man.
Well, what can I do for you, honey?
Well, I was just curious as to the nature of the work that he hired you for.
Well, you know, he gave me a Iist of names.
-Wanted me to find out who they were. -These the names?
Yeah, sure.
Said they had something to do with him being innocent
-of the embezzlement charge. -Do you know who they are?
Bunch of common names really. Arthur Smith, Barry Cooper, Sandra Miller.
When they're common Iike that, is it harder to track down?
That's right. And they're 15 years out of date.
Here.
I can get you the Iist that I found.
None of them knew anything about Ron or Metro York Financial.
Could find. Couldn't find.
I'm sorry to hear about your dad. He was a good man.
Thank you.
Did Ron ever mention what these names meant?
BENDER: What's this guy sniffing around for?
Said it would vindicate him. Said the Iess I knew, the safer I'd be.
Safe from what?
Well, the only man that can answer that question
isn't with us any more.
-TOBY: Oz, watch the road. Come on. -I got it. Take a Iook at that.
See that? It's by Hieronymus Bosch.
Dutch painter. It's called the Ascent of the Blessed.
Painted in 1490, two years before Columbus came to the new country.
-You know he was Turkish, by the way. -Who? Columbus?
Oh, yeah. Yeah. He named the turkey after Turkey.
Look, see the bright Iight there, near death experiences and all that?
Five hundred years old, my friend.
-You know, you got a point there. -Ah! See, starting to see the Iights.
-Yeah, but not the same Iight. -What are you talking about?
Toby?
RON: Gonna kill her.
Hey, Oz, watch out!
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
No problem. What the hell are you talking about?
Maybe it wasn't a white Iight.
-What? -What if it was headlights from a car?
Really?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-There were just headlights now. -It's Lindsay.
Hey, Lindsay. Hey, Lindsay, calm down. Calm down.
-Are you all right? What hospital? -What?
AII right, I'm on my way.
-Hospital? -Yeah, Lindsay's in the hospital.
Go to St Luke's.
Hey, Charlie.
Somebody tried to break into Lindsay Wallace's apartment.
-What? -She's a Iittle shaken up, but she's fine.
-I'm on my way to St Luke's. -AII right, I'II meet you there.
Another thing. You were right.
Someone tried to run over Ron Wallace with a car.
-It's not a car. It's a pickup truck or an SUV. -Wait. How do you know that?
Because Forensics found tyre marks in the grass near where he died.
Was this a homicide?
That's what I'm gonna find out.
We'II see you there.
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON PA)
-Hey, Lindsay, what happened? -Oh, um...
It was pretty scary actually.
I was out with friends and I got home. I barely opened the door,
this guy runs past me, knocks me over Iike he's a football player.
I hit the ground. He took off.
-You see this guy? -No, it was too dark.
-He take anything from you? -Not that I can tell. But...
You're fine.
-Yeah, yeah. -Lindsay...
-Pretty banged up, but... -Lindsay, I don't want to scare you.
I think what happened to your father was intentional.
I think the photo he received was a threat to him to stop digging around.
What? Why wouldn't he just go to the police then?
Would you go to the police after what happened to him?
-Oh, my God. -Hey, sorry to interrupt.
So, I just got a call from Fraud.
I had asked them to Iook into those names for me,
and it turns out that all those people were victims in the '90s of identity theft.
I don't understand what this has to do with my father.
He used to open up bank accounts in these peoples' names.
You transfer $8,000 or $9,000 into the account.
Later you go pick up the cash.
Wait, so... So, if my father stole the money,
then what was he doing Iooking into identity theft victims from way back when?
Exactly. That's the question I've been asking.
And really the only answer I can come up with is...
-He didn't take the money. -He was just a pawn in someone's game.
He was trying to prove his innocence.
What I don't understand is you figured this out pretty quickly.
The private investigator working on this for months couldn't.
Toby, be careful in there, all right?
TOBY: Did Ron ever mention that someone was threatening him?
No. Like I said, made it sound Iike he was swimming with sharks.
He never mentioned a photo that he had received?
-No. -See, this is where it gets weird for me.
You're a private investigator. Why was he trying to protect you?
-That's Ron. -You're a pretty good PI, huh?
That's funny how you couldn't figure out that the names Ron gave you
-were all victims of identity theft. -Identity theft? Really?
Mmm-hmm.
Yeah, a cop friend of mine, she figured it out pretty quickly.
BENDER: Cop?
-Well, they have the resources. -See, this is what I have so far.
Ron was halfway there, so he hired you.
You figured out all the rest. You found the money.
You found the accounts where the money was transferred.
And, poor Ron, he's working at a car wash, he can barely pay you.
And some guy out there, he got away with millions.
And you found him, didn't you?
BENDER: Like you said, I'm good.
-No. -What I can't figure out is
where the money was transferred to.
BENDER: Prague.
-Couldn't tell you. -Is that when you switched sides?
You took a picture of Lindsay. You sent it to Ron, trying to scare him.
But he didn't scare too easily, did he?
So you decided you were gonna run him down.
Just to scare him, but he fell and he hit his head.
-Nice story. Except none of it happened. -Is that your SUV out there?
It's pretty nice. You see, that's my cop friend out there.
She's taking prints of your tyres
to match the tracks they found where Ron died.
(TOBY KNOCKS ON WINDOW)
So, what'd they give you to shut up? Half a million?
BENDER: A measly hundred grand.
I hope they gave you more than a measly hundred grand.
See, now would be a good time to cooperate with the detective
and tell her who took the money.
Because whatever happened to Ron, homicide or manslaughter,
it all depends on how she tells the judge.
CHARLIE: You got him?
Something you wanna say to me?
We need to make a deal.
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
-Thanks. -TOBY: Hey, Lindsay.
-Toby, hi. -Hey.
Norine, Detective Charlie Marks.
-This is Lindsay's mother. -Detective.
I'm gonna need for you to come down to the station with me.
-I beg your pardon? -I have a few questions for you.
-What's this all about? -A missing four million dollars.
We've spoken to Morris Bender.
Morris Bender's an imbecile.
Mother, I don't...
I don't understand. I mean, how could you do...
We had no money. And you had no opportunities.
No.
No, you're not allowed to put this on me.
Okay, I did it for me, too. Does that make you feel better?
No, no, it doesn't make me feel better. You put my father in jail.
And freed us to have a decent Iife.
Well, it doesn't feel that decent right now.
-You threatened my Iife. -It was Morris Bender's idea.
Oh, great. Great. That makes me feel so much better.
To throw Ron off course.
Honey, I would never harm you, honey. Never.
No. No, you would never harm me.
What have you been doing all of these years?
Protecting you. Giving you a Iife.
By taking my father away from me?
CHARLIE: I think we've heard enough.
Come on. Let's go.
Lindsay, I'm sorry.
Let's go.
(SIGHS)
Hey.
My whole Iife I thought my father was a crook.
Turns out it's my mother.
-God, I'm such a Ioser. -No, you're not.
-What did I win out of all this? -The truth.
-Sometimes it's hard to find. -Is it?
I think so.
Thanks.
-You gonna book her? -Yup.
You're not really dating that paramedic, are you?
-Nope. -I didn't think so.
-You know what I'm thinking? -Mmm-hmm.
-I'II grab my coat. -I'II meet you downstairs.
Who needs a telepath?
TOBY: Coming. Who is it?
(LAUGHS)
-Hello. -Hi.
-It's you. FIowers, that's nice. -Mmm-hmm.
Is that what I'm supposed to bring on a date?
-Or chocolates. -So?
-I just felt silly. -You don't Iook silly.
-You don't Iook so bad yourself. -Thank you. Thank you.
-Dinner is ready in half an hour. -Great.
Nope, nope, nope. Do you have your cell phone?
-Really? -Mmm-hmm.
TOBY: Off.
I am impressed. You're taking no chances.
(SPEAKING FRENCH)