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- You know him? | - Yeah, I know him a little.

Yeah! Silak's been all over the papers | lately with this cop-killing.

- This Mike Brandon thing. | - Yeah. Nothing to do with this office.

You trust Silak?

What are you saying? Silak's dirty?

If he is, you don't want it | rubbing off on you. Do you, senator?

I am not involved in politics | in any way, Leo.

No, I know. You told me.

What have you got on Ray Silak? | Who are you working for, Leo?

I don't have to tell you | who I'm working for.

As far as Silak is concerned, | all I have right now are suspicions.

You could be in big trouble here.

Maybe I can help ya. | But you gotta help me first.

OK?

C'mon! Fix it so I can talk to | this motormouth Neely.

Get me Chambliss in Parole.

That's Neely's parole officer.

The nuns would be proud of you!

- I appreciate your time. | - It's a pleasure.

What do you know about this a**hole?

Neely started off small-time, | fencing sh*t in college.

He got popped a coupla times, | rolled over, earned his stoolie jacket.

That turned out to be his true vocation.

So now they've put him in with | the real bad guys. He gets 'em to...

He gets 'em to shoot off their mouths, | then testifies against 'em.

- Baboom! He gets an early out. | - How come he's back in prison?

The dumbass violated his parole. | It's like he wanted to get sent here.

Is he being a good boy this time?

Listen to this.

Chabliss, State Parole. | I wanna see Neely. Thank you.

- A model inmate. | - Oh, Jesus!

Works in the infirmary as a volunteer. | This guy's even the chaplain's clerk!

The little scumbag comes to jail | and finds the Lord.

What are these guys? The choir?

"Now his elder son was in the field."

Jesus! Very butch! | What is he? A boy soprano?

- There he is. | - Yeah, I see him.

- A regular St Francis of Assisi. | - Yeah.

- What's the story on the old con? | - Old Carl. He's been here for ever.

Dying of emphysema. Any day now.

Tough old bastard, though.

Another con sliced him up years back. | Carl stuck a shiv through the guy's throat.

So they gave him life.

Looks like he's gonna do it all, too.

The chaplain says that Carl | has been very good for Neely.

That's great.

Says he brought | the young man back to the Church.

Becker treats the kid like a son.

Becker? What...?

Carl Becker! Jesus Christ!

That's Carl Becker?

Yeah, that's what I said - | Carl Becker. Wait here.

"...thou art ever with me...

...and all that I have is thine."

Hey, Carl.

Neely, a PI named Leo McCarthy | wants to have five minutes of your time.

What do you think?

No. Absolutely not.

Five minutes. What's it gonna take?

"For this thy brother was dead, | and is alive again."

Thanks a lot!

"He was lost

and is found."

So there you are!

Jesus Christ! You went back | to the apartment, didn't you?

Couldn't sit around all day.

Stubborn son of a b*tch. | You're like a ten-year-old!

- Where you been? | - What is this sh*t?

- What the hell is this? | - Say g'day to Bluey.

How are ya, pal? Nice to meet ya.

You're not eating that sh*t, are ya? | It's been there for five years!

Do me a favour, will ya? | Stay away from the pickled eggs.

I've been at the library.

Pardon me, would you, sir? Thank you.

I found out why Mike was killed.

St Peter's in Rome. The Vatican. OK?

It's the Sistine Chapel.

These bronze-coloured reliefs | show scenes

from the Old Testament Book of Kings.

OK? From here to here, the gradual | conversion of the human soul to God.

When he finished the Sistine Chapel, | Michelangelo recreates these reliefs

in solid gold.

Ten medallions, about... about so big.

This is the case | that Mike was working on.

About 20 years ago,

these medallions were part of a Vatican | exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum.

A guy named Carl Becker, | a pretty good thief,

he sneaks in and he grabs 'em.

I don't know what he thought | he was gonna do with them!

Becker gets pinched the very next day. | But the medallions?

They never turn up.

Now these are original, | hand-minted, solid gold

Michelangelos.

Got any idea what they'd be worth today?

What do you reckon, Blue?

Close enough, Bluey.

- Bye! | - OK, bye.

- See you, Miss Brandon. | - All right, I'll see you next week.

Becker. Jesus! I know I know that name.

It was a famous case. | It made all the papers.

No...

- Christ! I know where I heard it. | - Where?

- Just a minute. | - Who the hell are you calling?

- Don't tell 'em where you are! | - I'm not telling anyone! Quiet.

Come on!

- Hello. | - Beth.

- Hi. Rollie. Uh... put Kim on, will ya? | - She's not here, Rollie.

- Where is she? | - She went to her class.

- Put your mother on, then, will ya? | - It's just Chris and me here.

- Then I'll speak to Chris. | - What the hell is going on?

Chris, it's for you.

I know where Mike's file is. Becker | was a name on one of Chris's game disks.

Jesus Christ! If Silak finds that out...

Yeah? What?

You don't think he'll go after the kid?

- Hello. | - Chris. Hi, it's Rollie. How are ya?

Listen, I need your help.

Do you remember the name Becker | on one of your game disks?

- What if I do? | - I need to know what was in that file.

- They don't have a computer here. | - Chris! How you doin'?

My name is Leo. I'm a friend of Rollie's.

Do you know anybody out there | who might have a computer?

Yeah. At the mall. | Do you want me to send it by modem?

- Good idea. | - He's not to leave the house!

- Go to the mall. Send it to me... | - He's not to leave the bloody house!

- He'll be safer there. | - Bullshit!

- Where the hell are you goin'? | - To get Kim.

Listen, Chris. It's OK. Listen.

- Have you got a pencil? | - Yeah.

- Hello? | - Beth, is Kim back yet?

No, she isn't, Rollie. She left to pick | up Chris at the mall five minutes ago.

Thanks.

- I hate waiting. | - Me too.

And I've had a lot of practice, believe me!

I know I'm gonna regret asking this, | but what is that supposed to mean?

Every once in my life you walk in, | use my computer, use me,

then you disappear.

It's not right, Leo.

You're absolutely right, Velez.

You know what you need?

A vacation.

Leo, I can't believe it!

- Jamaica! | - Yeah!

Am I going alone?

I don't know. What date does it say?

Let me see. It's open.

Really? Oh. The same as mine.

Leo!

You shouldn't have!

Yes, I should have. | I should have a long time ago.

There are things I shouldn't have done, | but this I should have done.

- Need any help, Chris? | - No, I'm OK.

OK. We gotta close in a minute.

Leo.

Yeah?

- This is Chris. Is Leo there? | - Yeah. Chris, this is Leo.

Hold on a second. Listen, | I'm gonna put the expert on, OK?

Hi, Chris. Have you | ever used a modem before?

- Yeah. | - Is your program up?

- Yep. | - OK.

Press F1, and then type in the same | phone number you've just called.

Now... hang up, press Enter, | and I'll talk to you on your screen. OK?

Chris. What are you doing here? | I told you to stay inside!

We found Dad's file.

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