Bare Witness

Gav...

...what are you doing?

Getting intoxicated.

The guests are waiting.

They're getting intoxicated too.

Someone might catch us.

Now you just turned me on.

Do it.

Oh, Julie...

...you are so beautiful.

Time's up.

I thought you girls

liked to post-coital cuddle.

Not when I have another gig.

I'm taking a shower.

Coming.

-Who is it?

-Nix.

-Hunter wants to see you.

-When?

Now.

Let's go. Out.

-What?

-Come on!

Wait. I'm soaking wet.

-Dry off later.

-I thought you were a gentleman.

So much for first impressions.

-What's she doing here?

-Leaving.

-My things.

-Get it later.

Jeez!

-When can I get my stuff?

-Sorry for the coitus interruptus.

We were done.

First half, as agreed.

Second half when the job is done.

So who am I doing?

Thank you for your generosity

and support...

...tonight and throughout

my entire campaign.

It's been a tough fight.

But I am convinced that on Tuesday...

...we will be forcing Mayor Garland

into early retirement.

And as City Council President

Frank Constantine can attest to...

...I'm committed to upgrading our

schools, building homeless shelters...

...and fighting the evils

of institutional gambling...

...within our city limits.

-Evening, captain.

-Killian.

That's a misdemeanor.

I had to go.

You won't let me go inside--

You're supposed to be

watching the grounds.

I thought you said

"watering the grounds."

Sorry, captain.

Hello, nice to see you.

Good to see you.

Gorgeous!

Everyone, remain calm!

Just stay where you are!

What happened?

Someone tried to shoot Washington

but hit the councilman.

-Constantine?

-Yes.

Hang on. An ambulance is on the way.

Killian, you're on crowd control.

The window. The shooter's a caterer.

Freeze! Let me see your hands!

The camera.

F***.

Hey, honey. How's it shaking?

Slim, no hands! Remember?

Oh, yeah, that's right.

You're an actress now.

Come to my studio

and show me your act.

-I don't do that anymore.

-Once a stripper, always a stripper.

That kind of thinking makes you

a thin man, Slim.

Hey, Julie!

-My favorite girl.

-Hey, what's up?

Nothing a little bug spray

can't cure.

Hey, Julie,

tell your roommate here...

...how she's shaking the wrong can

for a living.

-Are you ready?

-I've been ready since I got here.

He's such a sleaze!

I hope I get an acting job...

...so I never have to see

his smarmy face.

Come on, cheer up.

Look what I got.

Toilet paper!

Did you hit another hotel?

The Barrington Wilshire.

I got to do it in a suite.

Guess what else?

I made rent.

All of it.

Who's the guy?

I don't know. But I'd do him again.

The latest we've heard

from this estate...

... is mayor hopeful Washington

was not hit.

City Councilman Constantine

stepped in the way...

...saving Miss Washington's life.

He was rushed

to Centinela Hospital...

... where he's in stable condition.

Police won't say...

... if Washington was the intended

victim without more evidence.

I wish we'd have

gotten that on tape.

We'd be so rich.

I am so tired. I'm going to bed.

Are you staying up?

Yeah. I'm gonna watch

my latest conquest.

God, when are you gonna finish

this documentary?

What can I say? I love the research.

-Good night.

-Good night.

Someone might catch us.

Now you just turned me on.

It's rare to get that rush.

That feeling of power.

Survival of the fittest

is the oldest business.

That's funny.

I thought something else was.

I'm out of that business.

Don't kid yourself.

-Ian. Sorry to bother you.

-It isn't safe for you to come here.

We agreed to meet tomorrow.

-I don't have your money.

-It's not about the money.

We have a problem.

Problem?

Okay.

That hooker I was with,

she made a video.

She taped our conversation.

The deal, the assassination.

I went back to the hotel

to retrieve it. She's gone.

I can't contact the manager.

He'll ask too many questions.

Why would you agree

to have your face videotaped?

I'll do anything when a woman

takes off her panties.

Who is she?

Her name is Julie.

She works for a guy named Slim.

Max Reuter?

Yeah. You know him?

An old acquaintance.

Ian, I will track her down

and get that tape back.

No.

No, we'll take care of it.

-Marina, show Mr. Reed out.

-Of course.

After you.

Hey, wait!

The doctors extracted a .44 caliber,

silver-tipped bullet...

...from Constantine's shoulder.

We're holding it in evidence.

I'm running a background check on the

kitchen crew and party planners.

Is something going on

between the two of you?

No.

Then stop with all the distractions.

This might be nothing...

...but a parking attendant found

a white uniform in the parking lot.

The kitchen manager said it was like

those worn by his crew...

...but his were accounted for.

Just in case, Dalton sent it

to Forensics to take hair samples.

-Good work, McGee.

-Captain--

You're not on this case. So go away.

I got a shooter out there.

I saw him, remember?

Problem was, you had me

watching the grass grow.

You brought this disciplinary

action on yourself!

So until you're ready to submit

a written apology, it stands.

I'd sooner marry another cop.

-You don't go punching the mayor.

-F*** him!

He asked for it. He's an a**hole.

Then don't vote for him.

Let's get the record straight.

I had a partner in the hospital...

...and the prick's writing a speech

in case he doesn't make it.

I know the story, detective.

And I've heard enough from you.

Thanks for the lift.

-I'll call you later.

-Okay.

I wish you'd ask Slim

about a job at the bar.

It would be so much safer.

I've seen the guys that go in there.

Besides, it's just a shoot tonight.

-I'm not seeing anyone.

-Promise?

-I'll call you when I'm done.

-See you later.

Okay, switch positions.

And take you panties off.

Now touch her body.

And go down.

Good. Stay there.

Touch your breasts.

And climax.

And cut!

Very nice, ladies.

-Hey, Slim.

-Hey, Julie.

-Sorry I'm late.

-That's all right.

We're running behind anyway.

Julie, someone's here to see you.

-Someone?

-A producer.

He liked your headshot.

He's in the dressing room.

-Really?

-Yeah.

But, Julie...

...don't f*** this up, okay?

Come here.

Hello?

You're even more beautiful in person.

Do you always make surprise entrances?

Only when I want to admire

a beautiful woman.

-I'm John Fisher.

-The producer.

Slim was right about you.

He was trying to sell you to me

for the night. Nice guy.

Yeah. A regular Fuller Brush man.

Well, he's got good taste.

And I am looking for a girl

for the night.

-Well, I'm working tonight.

-Yes.

For me.

-You're beautiful.

-I know.

Whoa, Carly? What are you doing here?

You finally come to your senses?

Yeah, right.

No, I'm looking for Julie.

She left her makeup in the car.

Julie?

Yeah, you know, your favorite girl.

I dropped her off for tonight's shoot.

She left this in the car.

Well, Julie ain't here tonight.

Maybe she left it here yesterday.

Right, Slim.

B*tch.

Hey, Julie!

Julie?

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