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to put the scare into Greta.

She's the one who stole Mouser.

She quit Ford's

after she learned of the scam.

Frankly, this all sounds

pretty ridiculous.

You're doing it,

or I'm driving you out of here.

All right.

I got a little time before my shift.

Mmm!

Hey.

You left this.

I was hoping maybe we could talk.

I'm sorry things got...

weird last night.

Excuse me, Clinton, I think we'd better

get going if we're gonna do this.

Yeah. Yeah, just warm 'er up, Hoyle.

I'll meet you in the squad car

in T-minus one minute.

What are you doing?

I'm taking care of a little thing

called justice.

It's not a good day to be Yi Kim,

if you know what I mean.

Clinton, please don't do this.

I'm telling you, it'll come back to us.

Right.

Excuse me.

Clinton!

This ends today.

Rich, spoiled bastard.

Makes you sick, right?

Look, Clinton, what we're doing here

is not exactly department protocol, okay?

So you can't go poking around in there,

making accusations.

We don't have a warrant.

Just... let me do the talking, okay?

I got it. I got it. Silent muscle.

And don't worry.

This place is gonna be stacked

to the ceiling with stolen product.

I'm pretty much

handing you an easy collar.

Let's nail this perp.

Oh. All right.

Who the hell are you? Where's Yi Kim?

Whoa.

Hi, sweetie. Is your father home?

Dad!

I bet he heard that.

May we come inside?

The police need to speak

to your brother. He's in trouble.

We'll wait for your daddy.

Yi.

What's going on, Dad?

Some people here to talk to you.

Yi, I'm sheriff Hoyle. I'd...

Wow. That is... that's your sister, right?

- That is outstanding.

- Oh, thank you.

I'm still struggling with it, you know?

Oak is such a tricky medium.

Still trying to work

on the eyelashes, but...

Beautiful.

Thank you, Officer.

Anyway, what's, uh... what's going on?

Don't act like you don't know.

You know exactly why we're here, Yi.

It's Clinton, right?

You got it, Yi.

- Hi.

- It's over.

I've already told him everything...

the store, the threat, my cat.

Just come clean now,

and we might be able to cut you a deal.

We can do that, right, Hoyle?

Shut up, Clinton.

Yi, can you tell me about what happened

yesterday at the Megastore?

Well...

I wanted to be forgiving

about this whole thing.

I didn't want to report it, but...

I guess I just don't have a choice.

Clinton broke into the warehouse

at Ford's Megastore yesterday.

Call me a softy, but he was apologetic,

and I accepted that.

I didn't think we had to get

the authorities involved.

You broke into the Megastore?

No! Come on...

well, technically yes,

but it was for the purpose of good.

I was undercover. I was deep cover.

Wait. This is your partner?

- Absolutely not, no.

- Basically, yes.

Look, okay, he is stealing

from Ford's, all right?

He is running a scam where

he puts crossbows in computer boxes.

I mean, computers in crossbow boxes.

It's very elaborate.

Clinton, this is what I get for taking

pity on you at the warehouse yesterday?

God damn it, he's lying through his teeth!

Can't you see? I want to see his room.

May I go to his room?

Well, Mr. Kim, if you wouldn't mind,

could we take a look at your room?

Of course.

I guarantee it's just loaded

with stolen merchandise...

burner phones... I don't know!

I'm not a criminal. Let's go find out.

Okay, let's take a quick look,

if you don't mind.

- Yeah. Of course.

- Great.

Well, I think we've bothered

these two enough for one day.

Hold on.

Clinton, no.

It's okay. I don't mind.

Don't mind if I do.

Oh, what's this?

These the numbers

you're running for your operation?

These your... your crooked books, huh?

What am I looking at?

Um, no, those are the plans

for the tree house

my father and I are building.

"Tree house"?

Yes, for my sister and all her friends.

Okay. Time to go, Clinton.

Gentlemen, I apologize for the intrusion.

- We will be on our way now.

- No problem at all.

Oh, look there. You're a Lincoln admirer?

I'm a Lincoln man myself.

"Leave nothing for tomorrow

which can be done today."

"The demon of intemperance

ever seems to have delighted

in sucking the blood of genius

and of generosity."

Springfield, Illinois.

February 22nd, 1842.

Wow. That is very impressive.

- You must be very proud, Mr. Kim.

- I am.

- Quite a young man.

- Thank you.

- That was my high-school project.

- Yeah?

Yeah, by pencil.

- Oh, my... you did that?

- Mm-hmm.

Wow, that is...

I thought that was

one of the old photographs.

That's unbelievable. Unbelievable.

Come on, Clinton.

Clinton, I really like your mom.

She's a beautiful, wonderful woman,

so I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear

a couple things I heard back there.

This is the second person that's

accused you of breaking and entering.

We're talking multiple felonies here.

If it happens again, I'm hauling you in.

Got it? You're done with this.

Leave it to the authorities.

And I'm not asking.

You're right, Frank,

and I appreciate that.

Now that we know each other better

and that you're involved

with my mom and all,

there's something

I think I should tell you.

Come on, come on.

Gotcha.

Bingo.

- Can I help you?

- Mrs. Ford.

Are you... I need to speak with Ford.

Mrs. Ford is not here right now,

and Mr. Ford is not well.

Full disclosure... I'm a detective.

I don't want to alarm you,

but you're in danger...

I'm sorry. Mr. Ford said no visitors.

He's sick, not feeling well?

I'll come back.

I'm sorry to bother you. I'll come...

Oh, no, no, seor!

- Ford?

- No! Seor, no, you...

- Ford, where are you?

- You can't go up there, seor!

Ford.

I have some urgent information...

Oh, Mr. Ford, I'm sorry.

He wouldn't listen. He just come in.

Do you want me to take him out?

Huh? No, no, that's fine.

Can I bring you anything?

- Huh? Ice cream.

- We're out of ice cream, sir.

Okay, bourbon in a pint glass.

Fill it up to the brim.

Uh, wh...

what the hell happened to you, Ford?

Jesus, you look like

some kind of transient.

You ever seen "Angel and the Badman"?

Uh, no, I don't think so.

I've watched it four times.

Today.

And its meaning is becoming

more clear to me, watch this.

Look. Yeah.

Ford, I am here to talk to you

about your store.

There is a major

theft operation going on. Now...

Shh, shh, shh! Just watch this. Watch.

Look. They cut to him.

He does this thing

with his face... like that.

Oh... wow.

Okay, look.

Yi Kim is stealing from you.

He's running a huge scam

right under your nose.

He's the one who murdered my cat.

What are... what are you...

You're the kid from the store.

Yeah. Who'd you think I was?

What's this?

A fax, seor, from Mrs. Ford.

And now she's afraid

to come in person, huh?

Damn it! Everything?

I'm not signing this, okay?

You can tell the Levinson,

Levinson, and Rothberg firm

that I'll see her in hell

before I sign that!

She's not taking everything from me!

And where's my bourbon?

Um, I... you threw it against the wall.

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