Ace Of Hearts Page #6

Can we see him now, please?

Ace, I mean.

Uh, we just had a...

We've had a long trip...

and we're really anxious

to see if the dog is, in fact...

Of course. I'm... I'm-I'm so sorry.

You're on your business,

and here I am just talking nonstop.

- Yakkity, yakkity, yakkity.

- [Laughs]

So...

Yes. Yes, by all means. Please.

- Please.

- Thank you.

[Whimpering]

So I went back to Pet-A-Rama...

to get a couple of pounds of ground chuck

for the poor dog...

because he looked so hungry.

I thought maybe

he was homeless or something.

You know, the way

he was looking at me and...

El perro.

Well, he must...

[Ratcheting]

[Radio Chatter]

Okay, let's go.

All right, bye.

[Barks]

- [Chuckling]

- Oh.

[Whimpers]

[Man]

Level it out.

- Yeah, it's good. Put a little more...

- [Dan Sighs]

Not again.

- How's it goin'?

- Sorry about the delay, Officer.

Shouldn't be too long.

Tax dollars at work, huh?

- [Man] Yeah, pretty much.

- What exactly is goin'on up there?

Oh, just more cars.

More cars, wider highways.

It seems every time I drive up this way,

there's something goin'on.

Well, hopefully

this'll be the last time, huh?

- Give it a couple of years and you'll zip through.

- All right. Take it easy.

- Have yourself a good day.

- Ace?

- What do you mean, Ace?

- In that convertible.

- Ace.!

- I don't see anything.

- Turn around. Follow him.

- Honey, I can't turn around.

- We're bumper-to-bumper here.

- He just waved at me.

- He waved at you?

- Never mind. Just turn around.

- We've gotta find that tow truck.

- You just said convertible.

No, no, no. The convertible

was being towed by the tow truck.

It was definitely Ace.

He waved at me.

I'm not lying. I'm not.

I saw him.

- Isn't it possible, honey, that you just...

- Imagined it?

- Yeah.

- No way.

Sweetheart, remember

how sleepy you were gettin'?

I told you to rest, and you didn't want to.

You were falling asleep.

I think you were asleep.

Maybe you were dreaming it, honey...

and you thought it was real.

It just seemed so... so vivid.

- I don't know.

- [Man] Let's go. Let's go.

[Horn Honks]

Sweetheart, why don't you just

lay back down and go to sleep, okay?

Let's go.

That's right.

- [Girl] We lost.

- [Girl #2] I know.

That was such a great pass you gave me.

- I know.

- And I missed it.

- But, like, that other one...

- It's gonna be a long ride back to Everett.

[Chattering Continues]

We'll get 'em next time.

Hey, you mutt, get outta my bus.

- [Whimpers]

- Go on, get.

Come on. Go. Time to go.

Come on, come on.

Oh, it's a puppy.

Oh, he's so cute.

- He's a stray.

- He's not a stray. You see that rope?

- He must have gotten out of somebody's yard.

- He could be our mascot.

[Girl] If no one shows up to claim him,

he could be our mascot.

[Girl #2]

He could really be our mascot.

[Barking]

[Barking]

[Girls Laugh]

[Laughing]

[Girls Exclaiming]

Oh, he's so cute.

- [Laughing]

- [Girls Hush]

- [Laughing]

- [Engine Starts]

[Girls Giggling]

Let's get this rope off, boy.

- Good puppy.

- Hey!

Quick, get him out the window.

I want the dog off the bus now.

Right now.

[Driver Gasps]

[Girls Cheering]

- He made it.

- Yeah.! Whoo.!

Come on, honey.

Bedtime.

- Mom.

- Yeah?

Why hasn't Ace come home to us yet?

I did some calculations.

It just doesn't make sense

that he hasn't gotten here yet.

I mean, he was 18 miles away from our house

when I saw him on the highway four days ago.

- You and your calculations.

- He could have gone to the police station.

But somebody's always there, and for sure

they would have seen him, and...

- Sweetie...

- He's out there... somewhere.

I can feel it. I just...

haven't figured out where.

Maybe it's time

to accept certain facts.

I don't like your facts.

I'm gonna tell you

something very important.

I know you think

you're helping Dad...

when you tell him that Ace

is coming home, but you're not.

You're just making it

harder for him.

- But Ace is alive.

- No, he's not.

He's gone. Honey, when Dad

looks into your eyes...

and sees what you believe,

naturally he wants to believe it too.

He can't help it.

The truth is Ace is gone.

- No.

- Yes.

And it's a truth

that we have to face...

all of us, together.

So let's help Dad.

Let go of Ace and move on.

- No.

- Honey, it's what he needs from us.

[Chattering]

Hey.

- Captain.

- Dan.

- What's goin' on?

- Sorry to bring you in on a Saturday.

Something you need to see.

Frank Burgess just sent this over.

Okay, look.

There's... There's Torko.

And here comes Ace.

Now look. Torko grabs the post

with the barbed wire...

and at first he's just

fending Ace off.

Now here's the part. Now watch

what Torko does with that barbed wire.

Look at him.

He's slashing himself in the neck.

It wasn't Ace biting him at all.

See? He's...

He's cutting himself to shreds.

Okay, now watch Torko...

throw the barbed wire

into the river.

Exactly where you found it.

Look at Ace. He's just trying

to clamp down on the guy's forearm.

Standard take-down.

Clear as day.

I'm sorry, Dan.

You're sorry?

Sorry.

[No Audible Music]

"Unfinished Business."

[Julia]

I just figured it out, Kenny.

- Ace has unfinished business.

- Your dog has my PS3 game?

No. No. I found your game,

all right.

When I saw the title, I realized

that that's what Ace has with Torko...

unfinished business.

He framed Ace

and almost got him killed.

Ace is zeroing in on Torko

before he comes home to us.

- Maybe.

- It makes perfect sense. Don't you see?

It's in his blood to get his man.

- Where are you?

- I'm gonna stake out his house.

How do you know where he lives?

I found his home address

in my dad's crime report.

Hey, you wanna join my stakeout?

I have a soccer play-off in, like, five minutes,

but I'll be home by 12:30.

Julia. Be careful.

Call me later.

I'm not leaving until I find Ace.

[Gasps]

[Motorcycle Starts, Revs]

Where is my...

[Beeps]

- Hey, I forgot my evidence book.

- Don't you wanna know who won the play-off?

Okay, Kenny, fine.

Who won?

We lost 5-2.

But guess who scored the first goal?

Congratulations, Mr. Beckham.

Listen, I really need

my evidence book.

Do you think you could

stop by my house and bring it?

It's on my night table.

I'm at 749 Dickens Street.

- You know that alum Web site

you wanted me to check out?

- Yeah?

Pretty interesting stuff here.

- Like?

- Like, listen to this.

"Mixed with acetic acid, common alum

is also used by metal manufacturers...

and the petroleum industry

for high-speed drill bit lubricant."

Didn't you say he works a big drill press

at the chopper place?

Yeah, and I saw him

squirt something on it too...

- a milky liquid.

- Cool.

- Could be a link.

- I'm gonna take a closer look around his house.

Wait. Don't do anything

until I get there.

I'm just gonna see

what I can see through the windows.

- What if he's there?

- He just left, with his lunch box.

Which means he won't be back

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