Grey Lady Page #3

You should come with us.

I can afford dinner now,

thanks to you.

Take credit?

Oh, we do.

Oh! Oh, my god!

Oh, my god, I am so, so sorry.

Oh, my god, whose is this?

It's mine, and it's $5,000.

No, she's messing with you.

Come here.

This is Clara.

She's my friend.

She's the artist.

- Please, you have to let me...

Don't worry, don't worry.

It was an accident.

Don't worry, but thank you.

I feel terrible.

It's ruined.

I'll tell you what.

We're going for a couple

of drinks afterwards.

How about you buy me

a couple of pints

and we're all set, okay?

Yeah, we're going over to crew

at the end of straight wharf.

Come on.

Join us.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I never bought

a painting before.

What was it about mine?

I liked it.

- Can I...?

- Sure.

Don't drop it.

I never make

the same mistake twice.

So, you got a girlfriend?

No.

I did.

She, uh...

Passed away.

So, I-i guess I still do.

Yeah.

I understand that.

It's hard to know what your life

would've been

if somebody had lived.

So, you just make it up,

and it's perfect.

But no one can compete with that

because it's impossible to find

somebody that good.

So you just end up alone.

You speak from experience?

I am well traveled.

How about you?

Grew up in Boston,

bounced around with my mother's

family various places...

Ireland.

Mm.

And then moved back,

joined the police force.

I'm well traveled for a cop.

You know, they say the real

journey lies within.

Hard for cops to be spiritual.

Really?

I would think

that's the only way

you could make sense, though.

This is so disgusting.

- Shall we?

- Yeah.

Tastes pretty good to me.

Absolutely.

Eli. Eli!

Eli, wait!

Wait!

Eli.

This is not

who you can be right now.

Hey.

Beth can't help us, okay?

Beth can't help us.

We need Eli.

Let me see.

I love you.

So, if I ask you to do something

like tonight,

it's not because

I'm not listening.

It's because it's important.

Hey.

No.

Come on.

Hurry, it's cold.

I know that tonight was hard,

but you did good.

Who was that woman

that he was talking to?

Melissa.

She has lots of friends,

and they could be useful.

Friendly fire,

just like the duchess.

We plan and we execute,

and we remember

the divine example.

One day our lord returned home,

he found his mother crying.

His father had been murdered.

His thirst for revenge

was unquenchable.

Revenge is good.

Five-fold revenge

is better.

But what about Lola?

She ruins everything.

We'll find her first.

He'll lead us to her.

But the order

has to be followed.

God's chosen order will be.

He gave us this mission,

and we have the will

to carry it out.

See?

First his blood, then his love.

And then the friendly fire.

How do you feel?

Better.

What's your name?

I'm Eli.

And who is Eli?

I am the lord Parashurama.

I am am the god of revenge.

Doyle:
Billy, thanks

for talking to me.

No, no.

Thanks for talking to me.

Melissa said you were there

when they found the duchess.

How long you know Melissa?

Uh, I've known Melissa about

eight years, I think.

We went out a few times,

but I'm not her type.

She's very spiritual.

Beautiful, really.

I'm not.

What about Clara?

Clara? I love Clara.

Look at her.

Apparently I'm not

her type, either.

Why won't she look at me?

Oh, man,

she... she can't see.

She's legally blind.

At this rate, I'm gonna have

dinner for us in a few minutes.

Happy hunting.

Thank you.

And the duchess?

How'd you meet her?

I cook for her.

Did a couple of dinner parties

at her house.

Yeah, the duchess treehouse.

Her husband's the financial whiz

out of Chicago.

She collected art, so I invited

her to the gallery.

Johnson.

Johnson:
There's no death record

for your aunt on Nantucket.

All right, then please check

on the name Angela Franco

and find out where she lives.

All right.

Roger that.

- Great.

Melissa?

Whoa, hey!

Billy:

No, no, it's okay.

Probably just her panic thing.

- You okay?

- I got panicky.

Melissa, take a deep breath.

It's okay.

- I'm fine.

It's just... it's okay.

Um...

I thought...

Remember when I found that...

That woman under the ice?

Uh-huh.

I thought I saw...

I thought I saw her hand.

It's probably just a broken oar.

Of course it was.

Breathe.

It wasn't a hand.

Sorry.

I'm... I'm crazy.

Billy:
I think we have enough

scallops for dinner.

Why don't we get out of here?

Shall we?

Oh, god.

Bye.

See you at dinner.

You too, Doyle.

5:
00.

Don't forget.

- Bye.

All right, see ya.

My friend ginger lets me

paint here.

Come on, let's get warm.

Here you go.

Nantucket Pearl.

Cheers.

Cheers.

I'm gonna get dressed.

Feel free to look around.

There's some tea.

And help yourself.

Doyle:
So, how'd you get

to the island?

I, uh, I sailed in

with a boyfriend.

Jumped ship, met Clara,

and I just started hanging out.

You know, paint houses

and making art.

Anyway, after a while,

we opened up the X gallery

with Robert and Billy and Kasha

and Sanchez and a whole bunch

of other friends

who just didn't really fit into

the whole commercial art scene.

What kind of tea do you want?

Um, I don't know, surprise me.

How about you?

What brought you here?

Came once with my father and

my sister when I was a kid.

My aunt and uncle

used to live here.

So, I'm trying to find her.

Here's your tea.

I'm, uh... I'm changing.

I won't look.

I've heard that one before.

Not from me.

So...

Let me ask you something.

Are cops afraid of anything?

Sure.

This about that panic thing

out there?

Yeah.

How long you had that?

Uh... Couple years.

Since my mom died.

What's it like?

You think you're gonna die...

And then you don't.

What triggers it?

Fear.

They tell us in the academy

you run from fear,

you give it power.

So, is that what you do?

You face things?

I try.

You got to go.

Yeah. Sorry.

It's okay.

Go and, uh, face your fear.

But not through that door.

That's the water.

That way.

Right.

Yeah.

Thanks for the shellfish.

It's Nantucket Pearl.

Bye.

Johnson:
You were right

about the duchess.

Wasn't an accident.

Who's that?

A friend.

Nice.

Here. They digitally aged her

like 25 years.

Does that look like the woman

you saw with Tony Ramos?

Angela Franco.

Her car's registered to him.

Yeah.

She lives in the condo in front.

Angela Franco.

Angela...

That's angel frank.

Yeah. Why? Does that mean

something to you?

Frank was my father's name.

Amputation always goes

so much better

when it's computer assisted.

Help!

Help me!

Unfortunately,

we don't have that luxury.

We're gonna try this again.

Now, just nod when you're ready

to talk about Lola.

Shut up!

Doyle:
Tony!

Open up.

I know you're in there.

Hi.

I'm looking for Tony.

He just, um...

Can I help you?

Tell Tony to call me.

Man:
Tony,

who's that guy in there?

I'm coming over.

Angela!

Angela!

Go.

Tony.

Are you okay?

Go get 'em.

Go get 'em!

Oh, my god.

It's Lola!

Eli, stop!

Eli, get in the car!

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