Double Jeopardy Page #3

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Get your stuff.

I'm sorry. I won't ever

do that sh*t again. I promise that.

You blew off your parole,

you're going back. It's that simple.

- You dirty cocksucker!

- You've got a dirty mouth, Ruby.

I just want one chance!

God damn you, you motherf***er!

You mean f***er! You send me

back there and they'll kill me!

F***ing a**hole!

Show's over. Go to sleep.

- Am I a mean son of a b*tch?

- She could get a second chance.

There are no second chances.

This is the last-chance house.

- What's wrong with that guy?

- He used to be a college something.

- A law teacher.

- How can a law professor end here?

- Life's a b*tch.

- He got a DUI and totalled his car.

- He totalled his wife and daughter.

- Nobody got killed.

When his wife got done with him,

he wished he had. She took it all.

Including the kid.

He hasn't seen his girl in years.

- Libby, it's wrong of you to be here.

- I'm sorry, but you're my only hope.

Sharon, put that down, please.

- Libby, I'm sorry, I can't.

- I want to find my son.

Mattys had six years with Angie.

Think about it. Six years.

Benjamin, that's a great sandcastle.

If you come back into his life now,

it'll cause more disruption and pain.

Please, just think about it.

I just want to see him, Rebecca.

Can you give me Angie's address

so I can see him?

I really am sorry.

- Where's Parsons?

- I don't know. Not here.

I got her. Up here!

I got her!

There she is!

Jesus Christ, Libby!

What are you doing here?

Did you have a nice day

at the beach?

You've pissed me off, Parsons.

Angela Green.

The woman who's got your kid, right?

- Could we not talk, please, Lehman?

- All right.

Why'd she skip town?

With your husband who isn't dead

because you didn't kill him? Bullshit.

I chopped my husband into bits and

dumped him in the Pacific. Satisfied?

No! You were a lot closer to your kid

three days ago than you are today.

All you had to do was wait three

years. That's all. You f***ing idiot.

I sat in prison for six years

and thought of nothing but my son.

Did I make the right choice?

I didn't have one. F*** your curfew!

Who's that? Your daughter?

Is that a problem for you, Lehman?

I'm going up top.

Don't go anywhere.

Sh*t!

- Did you voluntarily give her a gun?

- Come on, what do you think?

Were you drinking?

It's been known to happen.

Any idea where she's gone?

Well, that's about all then.

There will be an investigation

into your actions today.

I wouldn't hold my breath about

the prospect of keeping yourjob.

Thanks a lot.

I sent your father off to the VFW.

He'll be playing gin for hours.

- Some things never change.

- He's not as bad as he used to be.

I'm glad for you, Momma.

I always said

there was good money in tomatoes.

- So, you're in the market for a BMW?

- Who isn't?

- They're the best.

- I decided it was time to trade up.

Why don't you check my credit

and see if I can finance this?

Great, just give me

your social security number.

20 Oriole Terrace,

Evergreen, Colorado?

20 Oriole Terrace,

Evergreen, Colorado, sure is.

- You said Green. This says Ryder.

- No, I said Ryder. Angela Ryder.

What about the car?

Fill this out and come back to me.

- How's tricks, Orbe?

- No way, no way, no way.

- I've been clean, Mr Travis.

- I believe you.

I need a search on Angela Green.

I got her social security number.

- I'm not allowed to give you that.

- I shouldn't have asked you that.

Does your employer know you

used to perform fellatio for a living,

and that you're out on parole?

You're required to tell him.

- You're looking good, Orbe.

- I know.

Honey, can you get that?

Hi.

- Who is it, Sam?

- Some lady.

- May I help you?

- Isn't this Angela Ryder's address?

I've never heard of her,

but we've just moved in.

Check with the woman next door,

she's been here 40 years.

- Excuse me.

- Whatever you're selling, I've got two.

I'm looking for my friend Angela

Ryder. She used to live next door.

I'm sorry to be the one to tell you,

but Angie died in the accident.

It was three or four years ago.

It was one of those awful things.

The gas stove was leaking.

The explosion

knocked out some of my windows.

- What about the boy?

- Matty? He's such a dear child.

He and Simon weren't there

when it happened. Poor Simon...

I've never seen anyone

so grief-stricken.

Help me out, kiddo.

It would really help if you could

remember what kind of car she drove.

It was an old truck.

- I don't know what year or make.

- What colour was it?

Kandinskys a bit out of our reach.

I have some Picasso lithographs.

No, it's Kandinsky I'm interested in.

Particularly his Blue Rider period.

Well, let's check Art Scan.

Kandinskys don't become available

too often, I'm afraid.

- Here's a lovely little Miro...

- It really needs to be Kandinsky.

Ah, here is a lovely

1922 Kandinsky lithograph...

- The 1911 is all that interests me.

- 1911...

Stop! There.

Yes, that's it.

I'm afraid it was sold to a museum

in Munich six months ago.

Can you find who sold it?

Perhaps they have more.

Yes, let's see.

If you'll excuse me a moment...

- Yes sir, can I help you?

- My name is Travis Lehman...

- She seemed so refined.

- What did she want in your gallery?

Can I help you?

- Is Jonathan Devereaux in?

- No, but he'll be back for the party.

- Is Matty here?

- I don't believe I know you, ma'am.

Maybe you'd like to leave a message?

It's a pleasure to have you with us,

Mrs Kritch.

- My suite has a view?

- A lovely view of the Mississippi.

- And I need a masseur.

- I'll send Jerome right up. Bruce...

1420, Mrs Kritch.

Hello.

Are you lost?

No, actually I'm found.

I just had an hour with Jerome.

Oh... I've heard that he's marvelous.

He's fabulous. I haven't felt this good

since the day my husband died.

I've got something for tonight,

but I think I need Armani.

- Yes, very good, Mrs..?

- Kritch. Suite 1420.

Of course.

I'll be charging it to my room.

Now, Mrs Kritch,

I would say that you are a size four?

- Two.

- Of course.

There's a guy waiting for you.

Did you catch that thing?

What did you use for bait?

I caught that big bucket-mouth

off an old lure my daddy left me.

Of course, buzz-bombs, poppers, jigs,

lots of things work in these waters.

- I'm Jim Mangold.

- Lehman, Washington Corrections.

What can I do for you?

Who's this?

- Somebody I'm looking for.

- Pretty girl.

She's very pretty,

for a convicted murderer.

She jumped parole on me.

- I'd love to be able to help you...

- Don't go to any trouble.

I came as a professional courtesy.

She's here to kill a prominent citizen.

How?

She'll probably use the.38 Special

she stole from me.

Roy Lee!

Get these in the works, now!

- Wherever did you find that wrap?

- The first lady asked the same thing.

- I wouldn't tell her, either.

- Invitations, sir?

- Good evening, ma'am.

- Good evening.

Good evening. We're delighted

you're with us this evening

on this very special occasion.

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