Veronica Mars Page #4

look at yours and shoot some pictures.

What's the movie?

It's called The Silver Fox.

It's Clint Eastwood,

starring and directing.

You know, my son-in-law

does Mr. Eastwood's taxes.

What a wonderful coincidence.

It's hardly surprising there's

no record of a Ruby Jetson...

prior to her first

Neptune utility bill.

The name sounds made-up.

A way to feel one degree

closer to her idol.

Did she arrive in Neptune hoping

to pal around with Bonnie?

Become Bonnie?

Become famous by killing Bonnie?

Yahtzee.

Production.

Uh, yeah. I just got a call

from my mother-in-law...

and she says Clint Eastwood wants

to shoot a movie in her backyard.

Well, is your

mother-in-law in Neptune?

Because our location scouts

are in Neptune today.

I know for a fact Clint Eastwood

isn't shooting a movie in Neptune.

Look, I don't know what's

going on here, but...

Buried treasure.

The good old Neptune High yearbook.

I suppose this would be a collector's

item for Bonnie's biggest fan.

"D. Pugh. Don't let the bastards get

you down. Shine your light. Carrie. "

The future Bonnie De Ville herself.

So who is this "D. Pugh"?

No way.

Ruby Jetson.

Ha, ha. Like that's a valid excuse.

Man. Excuse me one sec.

Give me a minute.

- Don't you know I'm at work?

- Hey, buddy. I need a favor.

Can you get me a student's

permanent file?

You do realize that I'm a

teacher now, Veronica.

An educator.

This is a position

of responsibility.

So you're saying it's gonna be super-easy.

Good. I did not want to put you out.

- Veronica.

- Ugh.

It's not even a current student.

That does not make it okay.

Name's Della Pugh. She was a

junior when we were seniors.

- You're the best.

- Veronica...

Sh*t.

Balboa County Sheriff's Department.

I.D. please, ma'am.

Perfect timing.

Can I get you to step by

this window real quick?

Can you just look out?

Gorgeous profile.

- Put your hands behind your back.

- We need to see some I.D.

Okay, but pensive, like you got a

big decision weighing on your mind.

Yes. Perfect.

Veronica Mars?

Deputy Sacks.

Kudos for rocking the 'stache

till it came back in style.

You made bail, Veronica.

Veronica, my, how you've grown.

Seems like only yesterday you

could have been tried as a minor.

Clifford.

Seeing as you spent all that time in law school,

you know breaking and entering is a felony.

Come on. I learned that

way before law school.

I knew the felonies before

I knew the state capitals.

You probably also know, then, that

convicted felons don't take the bar exam.

Sorry if I don't think you

blowing up your life is a joke.

Keith Mars!

Bailing his daughter out

of jail. This I had to see.

Sacks, get out your phone.

I think we just got our

Sheriff TwitPic of the Day.

Seriously?

- We're just leaving, sheriff.

- So, uh, what is it?

You look fit. Not your

typical junkie B&E.

- Veronica is friends with the Echolls kid.

- Of course she is.

- You must be very proud.

- You don't want to go down that path.

And what path is that?

The path where you say things regarding

my daughter that I don't like.

The thing is Veronica's actually

a really resourceful girl.

- Woman.

- How resourceful can she be, Sacks?

- You busted her.

- Veronica?

This is who you picked up?

Oh, my God. Hilarious, girlfriend.

I know, girlfriend. Isn't it?

This one is always

playing pranks on me.

She's good. It's like George

Clooney and his friends.

Have you heard the one about him

crapping in his buddy's cat box?

- I love it.

- Right?

- So, what was it gonna be this time?

- I was gonna go with...

the old aluminum vibrator

in your carry-on.

Ugh. B*tch.

You two are friends?

Fast friends. BFFs.

If both Miss Jetson and the court agree not

to press charges, Veronica's free to go.

The court is only involved if there's an

intent to commit a crime. There wasn't.

So the B&E is considered an illegal

trespass, a misdemeanor...

leaving the charges entirely in the hands

of the victim, I.e., Ruby, I.e., my BFF.

What she said.

So, girlfriend, what are you up to?

Where I come from, they

just say "thank you. "

No, they don't. You went to

Neptune High, Della Pugh.

I found you in the yearbook.

You know, at the end of my freshman

year, I tried out for the dance team.

I got cut. And you were

supposed to be the nice one.

So I came to you and said, "What do

I need to do to make the squad?"

And you know what you said to me?

"Dance better. "

So why did you bail

me out of this jam?

Because you have

something that I want.

Everything in my life

has led to this moment.

Did she need to be here?

I'm the designated driver.

That's the deal.

- Evening, miss.

- Just give me a sec to adjust.

I forgot my panties.

So this is happening.

You understand how much trouble I'd be

in if she chooses to press charges.

I've let her draw hearts on my upper

thigh for the last 10 minutes.

So, yeah, I get the stakes.

Hey, Logan, is that

your new girlfriend?

- Whoa.

- Hey.

You gonna kill this

one too, lieutenant?

- Right this way, Mr. Echolls.

- Thanks.

Thank you.

I was with them, so...

Of course Ruby chose

the 09er for her date.

When you're too old to exclude the

undesirables from your lunch table...

open a club, charge $22 for a vodka

tonic and put up a velvet rope.

Make them think this

must be heaven.

Yo, what's up? All alone!

You drinking? You want a drink?

I'm just kidding. Heh.

Yo, see that guy over there?

That's my boy, Broyden.

And he was looking at you...

and you made him

premature in his pants.

Also, because he thinks

you're really cool.

- He's a good guy, honestly.

- F*** off.

If you've never been heli-skiing,

you never really skied.

I've got a place up in Whistler.

I'll take you up there

with me. Fly you up.

There we go. Come on, smile.

Just one little smile. Not gonna smile?

You have a boyfriend?

Is he here? What's he do? I'm in

hedge funds. What's this guy do?

He's a hit man. He kills

people for money.

Can I get a Diet Pepsi?

He's actually looking to invest.

Do you have a card?

I just need a break.

Apparently, uh, coming to a club

alone is just asking for it.

Oh, God, are too many boys

hitting on you? Poor thing.

Do you wanna tell me why you

broke into my place, huh?

Well, Bonniefan23,

you sent an e-mail...

implying that Bonnie's death had the upside

of making Mr. Echolls here available to you.

Don't try and deny it.

I know it's true.

You were caught hiding

in Bonnie's closet.

And you have, what we in the trade

call, a "crazy-ass murderer wall. "

It's a technical term.

Most people think I'm the one

sitting at a table with a murderer.

No offense, I know you loved her,

and you took such good care of her.

I'm just saying, one of us

has an airtight alibi...

and the other was found passed

out next to Bonnie's body, so...

What's your airtight alibi?

Well, I was outside of this very club

with, like, 30 other velvet-rope rejects.

I need to take this.

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