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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.

Give me the disk!

It's stuck.

Here we go.

Way to go, kid!

My God! Look at how fast it is.

- Are we gonna get a printout on this?

- Yes.

"Becker... Vatican medallions..."

OK, "Neely..."

"Samson." That's a new one.

What the hell's that?

There's "Samson" again.

What's goin' on? We got garbage.

The transmission's been interrupted.

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