When you DA geniuses gonna learn
that logic
runs a distant second
to God, country and colour?
That's why I vacation
in the Canary Islands
and your news comes from
the bottom of a birdcage.
You took
a 20-year vet to pieces.
He blew procedure,
suppressed evidence.
C'mon, Terry. I support
cops, but there are rules.
- What about morality?
- Morality? In law?
Who told you that? The lawyer
fairy? I protect my client.
I don't know about you or the
cops, Terry, but I'm movin' on.
So you push for civil,
I'll see you in court.
Noted Georgia Defence
Attorney, Rick Magruder,
argued that police posing as
drug dealers were overzealous...
I told you not to leave
those on the sofa.
The phone in here?
We're watching Dad on TV.
Hello?
Betty, it's Mr Magruder.
- How are the kids?
- Fine.
I'm just fixing their...
My gosh, you're on TV!
We must've done
pretty well today.
Is Leeanne around?
No, Mr Alden picked her up.
Mr Alden, huh?
Kids, your daddy's
on the phone.
Hi, Dad.
How you doin', darlin'?
OK. The guy on TV says
you're a snake-oil salesman
and I told Jeff you're
a lawyer, right?
You don't believe
everything on TV, do you?
No, guess not.
I told you, Jeff!
Daddy said he's still a lawyer.
But Dad's still on TV.
Hey, you guys, quit fightin'!
OK, I love you both.
See you tomorrow, OK?
Bye, Dad!
Yeah, bye, honey.
Dunson, Hess and Magruder?
Hey, Konnie, it's Rick.
Put Lois on.
Yes, Mr Magruder.
One second, please.
Lois? It's Rick.
Well,
if it isn't the golden boy!
I just saw you
on the six o'clock.
Why'd you wear that tie?
That tie's good luck.
Are you coming by here?
You read my mind. How's dinner
at the Pink House sound?
Ricky, I'd love to,
but we're swamped here.
But swing by
for something later.
- I'll come by, Lo.
- All right.
They ever gonna fix this door?
Congratulations, Rick.
What is this?
- Was this you?
- Sorry,
I wanted to say,
but they made me swear.
Let me take your stuff.
Is this all for me?
- I don't drink champagne.
- I got yours.
You are a psychic.
What are you doin' here?
Good to see you.
I appreciate it.
Who are all these people?
Do I know all these people?
Well, look who's here!
You didn't wear that...
I wore... I knew you'd
mention this suit.
Well, it worked.
I wanna tell you, you did a
superb job in Jacksonville.
Savannah lawyers haven't won
a case down there in 10 years.
In 10 years?
Oh, Judge Winslow
sends his regards.
Hey, Lo!
You put her up to this?
Lois, this is his night.
His night.
I know.
We'll take care of him.
- Enjoy.
- Thanks. Thanks for this.
It's a good surprise.
- You all right?
- We have to do this?
Oh, boy.
Why is she here?
I'll see you later.
Thanks.
Hey, Leeanne!
Oh, congratulations, Rick.
- Lipstick, there.
- Thank you.
Hey, Carl. I thought
I recognised that Lincoln.
Yes, isn't she a beauty?
Yeah, didn't spoil the surprise,
but the licence plate's obvious.
It's clever, you're an attorney
and it says attorney...
- Self-defence?
- Works every time.
Everyone's very happy for you.
- Well...
- You worked hard.
We got lucky.
A marvellous knack
for making cops look rotten.
Law says we've all gotta play by
the rules, Carl. You know that.
I bet that's exactly what you
told the jury, wasn't it?
We lay it out,
let 'em do the right thing.
So why didn't they?
I'll get us some more drinks?
All right, I'd love another
Bacardi and cranberry, thanks.
Thanks, honey.
Yeah. Thanks, honey.
Er, no, thank you.
So, I thought you'd
given up on attorneys?
Well, everyone's got
their thing.
Is that what it is?
What do you call someone
addicted to attorneys?
Stupid?
At least he's a divorce lawyer,
not a criminal.
- Lawyer, that is.
- Don't start.
That he was your
divorce lawyer is shitty,
don't you think, Leeanne?
Why are you here?
You wanna go through with this?
Tomorrow,
what time for the kids?
9:30. It's always 9:30,
why don't we make it 9:30?
All right, do me a favour
and be on time, Rick.
Carl? Er...
Can I get another drink?
- Jack, straight up?
- What am I gonna do?
- That jerk.
- JD, please.
Oh, boy. How she
picked him, I do not know.
I try so hard, I really do.
- I know, just...
- Every time l...
Remember the carrot here...
Fuck the carrot,
I have to put up with this crap.
- Lose it with him now and...
- I know...
Lose it now,
it'll cost you later.
He just pisses me off.
I understand that.
Let's forget about it.
- Where's the car?
- Down here.
One step, two steps...
- What colour is it?
- It's green.
Do you know what a fabulously
attractive woman you are?
Why don't we leave here
and go have some dinner?
That's the booze, Rick.
It makes you itch, remember?
Well, we can scratch.
You know better.
If you don't, I do.
It's what you pay me for.
Good judgement.
Well, I got the kids tomorrow,
but I'll call in, so...
One nightcap.
Something medicinal.
I'll fix you one, but I've got
an hour or two to catch up.
Hey, goddamit! That's my car!
Jesus... Shit!
Somethin' wrong?
Son of a bitch just
stole my fucking car!
What, just now?
Yeah, just now. Didn't you see?
Well, maybe
we should call the police.
Why? So they can make out
some goddamn report?
Tell me to call my insurance
company, which I don't have,
because I can't afford, and they
won't do a darn thing anyway.
No, thanks. I been
through this shit before.
Well, is there
anything I can do?
Find me a new life.
I'm gonna walk
to a phone booth...
I got a phone in the car.
'Course you do.
Listen, I'm on my way.
I could give you a ride.
No, thanks. I just need a cab.
Well, this time of night,
this weather,
you gonna wait around forever.
Where'd you live?
Across town.
Well, I don't mind, really.
I'm just wired from today,
so I could use the drive,
but, you know, whatever.
I'll... I'll give you a ride.
It's up here?
It's down this road about...
I don't know, three lights,
then turn right on Victory.
It's a couple of miles
out of town.
You like your job?
It wasn't a lifelong ambition,
if that's what you're asking.
I was just wonderin'.
Pays the rent.
Any news about Geraldo?
TV guy?
The storm.
I've had other things
on my mind.
Just wondered whether
it was coming in.
Boy, it's funny sometimes...
You get so wrapped up in a case
you forget other things exist.
Like what?
Like storms.
OK, now, at the end
of the street, turn right.
Turn right.
Right here.
Down the street or...?
No, first house
on the right-hand side.
All right.
What is it?
That's my car.
The one that was stolen?
Maybe it wasn't stolen.
What do you mean?
You got a roommate?
No, I live alone.
Thanks again for the ride.
What do you mean?
You forget to lock it?
You want me to come in?
For what? I'm fine.
Well, I'm comin' in.
Hello?
Another probable
depression has developed...
They your car keys?
Anybody home?
Hello?
So what did I walk into here?
Jealous boyfriend? Ex-husband?
Current husband?
None of the above?
My daddy.
Your daddy? Your daddy stole
your car? Broke into your house?
Any particular reason?
He's just not well.
What's wrong with him?
There's nothing wrong with him,
I didn't say that.
He just does weird
shit sometimes.
How long's this been goin' on?
Hey, you know what?
You gave me a ride, swell, but
I don't wanna talk about this.
Well, I think you should.
What is it he's doin'?
He follows me.
You mean stalks you?
What's that, the legal word?
Yeah, it is.
- Then that's it.
- Why?
I don't know,
he's in this group.
It's not religious, they don't
believe the world's ending.
They just got
some strange ideas.
Well, this is not
rational behaviour.
You gotta have somebody
talk to him.
You sound like
everybody else here.
Acting like it's so easy...
I ain't sayin' it's easy,
I'm just sayin' these
things escalate
and easily become dangerous.
You can make him get help.
What do you mean?
That if he's dangerous the state
can make him get checked out.
There's no money for that.
There doesn't have to be money.
You have an evaluation period.
If he needs psychiatric help,
the court can order it!
Courts can do shit for me!
Get him on Lithium, Prozac. All
I'm saying is maybe that's...
He ain't gonna get better!
My daddy ain't gonna get better.
I'm sorry, I...
I didn't mean to upset you.
It's all right.
Am I in your spot?
Oh, Jesus!
Come on, Leeanne.
'Course I didn't forget.
I'm sorry. I was not screwing
around! I had a meeting!
Why'd you always assume...?
I'll be with you in 15 minutes.
Yeah, I'm comin'.
Dad! You're late! Again!
I'm sorry, darlin'.
How are ya?
I'm sorry, Jeff.
In we go. Squeeze up.
There you go.
- You look like shit.
- Leeanne!
- Forgot to shave.
- Don't start.
Same shirt as last night,
isn't it?
We're good to go.
Say goodbye to your mom.
Bye-bye, angels.
I love you both.
Listen, guys, I let go your
hands, will you behave?
- Maybe!
- C'mon.
Listen, you want anything?
Just... Hey, listen.
You want one of these wheel
things? OK, you choose one.
Can I have one of these...
I'll have two.
OK, listen, look at this.
What is this?
You wanna get over here?
Look at this guy, he's somethin'
else, isn't he? Look at this.
Yeah?
Yeah, put him on.
Come on, Jack. Did I just
step off the banana boat?
I don't give a rat's ass.
It's not even in the ball park.
Get outta here.
When you guys land back
on Earth, give me a call.
Oh, yeah, and thank you.
Libby? Jeff!
Libby!
Jeff! Excuse me.
I thought I lost you guys.
It's starting again.
Well, where's the Benadryl?
Mom's got it.
It's the cats.
I thought you weren't
supposed to play with cats?
I was just petting them.
I tried to warn him,
but no-one listens to me.
I know that, honey.
Well, I guess we shouldn't tell
your mom too much about this.
Why?
Well, we don't wanna upset her.
I don't like to lie.
You don't have to lie,
but Jeff's still sneezing...
So?
Out you come.
I'm real sorry I was late.
- Love you.
- Love you too.
Mom, Dad took Jeff to the pets.
Take your Benadryl.
For God's sake, Rick.
What?
I've warned you about pet shops.
Leeanne, they were just there.
He's allergic to cats.
What?
Should I keep him on a leash?
Keep yourself on a leash.
Look at you.
- What?
- I can smell her on you.
Well, I can smell something
on you, Leeanne.
Good morning, Cassandra.
Good afternoon.
I know. Hi, Konnie.
Mr Whittaker called.
Mr Howard rang again
for a response
on the Jensens case.
And Judge Russo asked
about golf.
Tell Howard I haven't heard yet
and make Russo sweat a little.
- And can I have some...
- What? What?
Coffee. Same shirt?
I didn't notice.
Jim, we haven't seen
all we're gonna have.
A stationary front sits
right on top of us.
All right, Konnie.
Thought you might be
a little hungry.
A lot of food left over
from last night.
And Philip wants to talk
when you get a chance.
What we got here?
Caviar House?
Yeah, you catered last night
for Dunson, Hess and Magruder,
and, um, one of the caterers
left a jacket,
and I wanted
to get it back to her.
Sure. Do you have a name?
No, I don't have a name.
Uh, she was a girl, about 5'7",
brunette and, um...
We have a lot of people.
You need Jerry.
He's back tomorrow.
Yeah, well,
I agree with you on this one
and I agree also that this case
should never get to trial.
I think we can achieve that.
I appreciate your call.
Thank you.
You didn't even get her name.
What?
I'm simply curious.
You just keep propositioning
people until somebody says yes?
Come on, Lois.
Or was this another
of your regular girls
who have trouble with
too many syllables?
How many syllables do you need?
Sign this for me.
By the end of the day.
Yes, ma'am.
Thank you, Lois.
You're welcome.
Konnie,
I'll be back in one hour.
What about...
I'll call 'em later.
Lois. So sorry for the delay.
Have a nice day!
Hello!
Anybody home?
Hello?
Anybody home?
Hello? Anybody home?
Jesus!
Konnie, get Clyde
to meet me at the office.
I'll explain when he gets there.
OK, see you later.
Hey, Cassandra.
Where's Konnie?
She's in with Lois.
- Has Clyde Pell shown up?
- No, sir.
Cassandra, put your legs
away and answer the phone.
While you're here.
Hey, Konnie?
Where's Clyde Pell?
I told you to get him right now.
- I did.
- So where is he?
She's been waiting for you.
I had to see you.
I went to the house.
I saw what he did.
- Everything'll be all right.
- Can I get anything?
Get Lois. Clyde shows up,
bring him right in.
Son of a bitch.
Hey.
I liked that cat.
I came home from work
this afternoon and found him.
I know, I know.
I'm scared.
No smokin' in here, right?
Mr Pell, Mr Magruder's waiting.
How're you, sweet cheeks?
You're lookin' fine.
Thank you. Don't play
with my phone. Go on in.
I won't,
if you don't play with my...
Hey, remember me?
Private dick?
Don't touch me.
Mr Magruder's waiting.
I called half an hour ago.
I know, my pager's on the fritz.
- Hey, Rick.
- Hey, Clyde.
Thanks for comin'
at short notice.
Clyde Pell, this is, er...
Doss. Mallory Doss.
You know each other?
- No.
- Not exactly.
What does that mean?
Well, maybe she don't
remember me.
I investigated her father.
Shoeless Joe, they call him.
- For what?
- I worked at the DA. Tax case.
Some fringe group applied
for religious exemption.
Joe was up shit creek
without a paddle.
Excuse me, ma'am.
Come on in, Lois.
You know Clyde.
Mallory Doss, Lois Harlan,
one of my associates.
- Hello.
- Hi.
Didn't you waitress
at the party last night?
That's right.
Sit on down, Lois.
You should hear this.
Mallory, why don't you tell them
just what's been happening?
Well, my daddy's always
been a bit different.
He dresses real strange
and he don't wear any shoes,
and doesn't get along
with many people.
But lately things have got...
He's threatenin' her, stalkin'
her, breakin' into her house...
He stole my car a couple
of times, and then my cat...
He strung up her cat.
Wow. No offence, ma'am,
but he's always appeared
a few beers shy of a six-pack.
Well, we should maybe
ask some questions,
just to help out.
You have any other family?
No. Momma died eight years ago.
Any brothers or sisters?
No.
Any of your father's family
livin'?
Not that I know of.
Does your father have an
attorney to handle his affairs?
No, Daddy hates attorneys.
He had one, but he went nuts
and jumped out a window.
There's one with a conscience.
Well, we're gonna need someone.
We need someone to corroborate
your father's behaviour,
confirm he's been
doing this stuff.
I don't know.
Pete, maybe.
Pete?
Peter Randle, my ex-husband.
Daddy put him in hospital once.
Why's that?
Because he drank out
of Daddy's favourite cup.
We'll need him to testify
as to your father's behaviour
when we get into court.
Well, I don't know.
We're not friends exactly.
He swore he wouldn't piss on me
if I was on fire.
We'll talk to him.
I think you should leave your
house while this is going on.
I don't have my things.
Clyde'll drive you to get them,
then to the Bayshore.
- It's a nice quiet place.
- Who'll pay?
We will. We'll talk
about it later, Lois.
So you get Clyde some addresses,
your father and ex-husband.
Maybe some telephone numbers.
And then I'll fill in Lois,
and she'll be in touch.
No, I thought
you'd handle this?
Lois is just gonna help out.
It'll be OK, I promise.
Clyde, you want to...?
Yep. Yeah, you come on with me.
Get her into Bayshore, OK?
C'mon.
I thought our firm didn't handle
these kinds of cases.
Cases where people need help?
Ask me, it looks like
she can help herself.
A few others too.
What's that mean, Lois?
Nothing.
It's just you don't know her.
There may be...
There's no other reason,
no money.
She wants her father to get
better. It'll take a week.
Before you put him away,
make sure he's nuts...
You don't wanna do this,
we can talk when it's done.
I'll handle it, as long
as you know what you're doing.
Hello?
Hey, Diane.
Rick Magruder for Judge Russo.
Hi, how are you?
I'm good, thank you.
Hold on while I get him for you.
- Roy Russo.
- What's the word?
Rick, you gotta give me
another shot.
I'll give you another shot,
you'll get your swing back.
So what can I do for you?
You mind givin' a subpoena
commitment order a quick glance?
What's the story?
Nothing earth-shattering,
just some... nutty old man.
Talk to you for a second?
Sir! Sir!
Looking for Dixon Doss.
Looking for Dixon Doss!
We're looking
for Dixon Doss. He around?
- No.
- We got a warrant.
Looking for Dixon Doss!
Whoa, slow down!
Hey! You Dixon Doss?
We're looking for Dixon Doss.
Hey, you can't go anywhere.
They gotta talk to you.
Hey, Officer! We got one here!
Anybody else back there?
- Anybody here?
- I'm not Dixon.
Get back there!
Sir? Get that guy!
Dixon Doss?
Hey, hey! What's your name?
Everybody out front!
We're takin' IDs.
Move it out.
Pick it up! Come on!
Let's go, guys, everybody out!
Come on. Pick it up.
You got some ID?
Looking for Dixon Doss!
Dixon Doss!
Aw, c'mon, fellas!
Where are your shoes, buddy?
Officer!
That's him!
His old lady kicked it,
coupla years back.
Left him a few thousand
acres of unimproved land.
There's nothing there, right?
Enough for your
dry cleaning bill.
- You seen my bill?
- Yes, Giorgio.
- Remember you saw the house?
- I saw it.
Land's got some cabins on it,
but no water, no roads.
Nothing adds up.
It ain't even near anything.
Tax rolls say it's...
There... Around $13 an acre.
Speakin' of dollars...
What?
How's she making her retainer?
- Where's the captain, buddy?
- Right up there.
Hey, tough guy.
That one's called Ike.
- He looks like the general.
- No, like Ike and Tina.
Still, looks like
he's been through a war.
- Needs nine lives on this rig.
- Yeah.
If the machinery don't get 'em,
the gearbox usually does.
Grind a 200lb man into
cheeseburger, let alone a cat.
I'm looking for the captain,
Peter Randle?
Yeah, that'd be me.
Oh, shit on my hands.
Capitano. Busboy. Receptionist.
You from Port Authority?
No, I'm Rick Magruder.
Attorney for your ex-wife.
Bitch has had her
last dime from me.
It's not about that, Mr Randle.
I'm here in the matter
of her father.
What? Something happen
to that old shoeless fruitcake?
I hope he croaked.
Miss Doss wants him committed.
He's become unstable.
Become?
He never had a stable day
in his life.
He's become dangerous
to himself and his daughter.
I understand
he attacked you once?
Ain't no big deal.
That's not what I heard,
Mr Randle.
He put you in hospital.
He what?
We know that he put
you in a hospital.
I'd like you to testify, to help
establish violent tendencies.
You want me to help Mallory?
That's the general idea, sir.
That'll be a cold day in hell.
I wouldn't piss on her,
if she was on fire.
We're aware of your
urinary problem, sir.
Thing is...
Mr Randle,
I can force you to testify.
You couldn't force me
to do anything,
except throw your sorry ass
off this vessel.
We can talk about that
when you're subpoenaed.
I'll look forward to seeing you
in court, Mr Randle.
All rise!
All rise!
Be seated, please.
My calendar shows this
is a competency hearing.
Are we ready to proceed?
Yes, Your Honour.
Mr Cherry?
Your Honour, I regret
to inform you this late,
but I've been discharged
by Mr Doss.
He wishes
no legal representation.
Is this so?
You understand you're waiving
your right to an attorney?
Yes, sir.
Since this isn't a criminal
matter, I'll let it proceed.
But please stand by, Mr Cherry.
Yes, sir.
- Mr Magruder?
- Yes, Your Honour.
We will prove the respondent
is mentally incompetent,
and call our first witness,
Dr Bernice Sampson.
Disoriented, certainly.
And showing distinct signs
of paranoia as well.
He was utterly uncooperative
and given to violent outbursts.
And your conclusions, Doctor?
Judging from his behaviour
I'd say Mr Doss suffers
from rather acute schizophrenia.
I recommend that he be committed
to hospital for an evaluation.
Unmedicated and untreated,
he is volatile
and possibly dangerous,
- to himself and others.
- Thank you, Doctor.
Any questions, Mr Doss?
Mr Cherry?
You may step down, Doctor.
Next witness, Mr Magruder.
Your Honour,
we call Mr Peter Randle,
who appears today
pursuant to a subpoena.
Noted.
Come forward, sir.
Raise your right hand.
Do you swear the evidence you
give the court is the truth,
the whole truth and nothing but
the truth, so help you God?
- Yeah, OK.
- Have a seat.
Mr Randle, what is
your relation to Mr Doss?
Oh, yeah, I used to be
married to his daughter.
Is she here?
Please point her out.
That skinny girl over there.
Let the record show he indicated
Mr Doss's daughter, Mallory.
Your marriage ended in divorce,
I believe, sir.
Yeah.
During your marriage you made
acquaintance with Mr Doss,
and your relationship with him
was turbulent, was it not?
Well, c'mon,
you had fights with him.
You had actual physical
confrontations, didn't you?
Why?
Non-responsive, Your Honour.
Answer the question.
I don't remember.
Did you go to hospital after any
of these incidents, Mr Randle?
May I remind you you're on oath?
No, I will.
Mr Randle, answer the question,
or I'll hold you in contempt.
Punishable by a fine and up to
30 days in jail. Understood?
Yes, sir, but you can't prove
I remember something I don't.
Let's see if you remember this,
Mr Randle.
Is it true, as it says here,
three years ago you were
admitted to Savannah Memorial
Hospital with concussion?
Yeah, I guess.
Well, I guess so too, sir.
It says here,
on your medical record,
that you were clubbed
with a stick of firewood.
A stick of firewood, Mr Randle.
You remember that?
Yeah.
By whose hand, sir?
Doss.
Mr Doss. Counsel.
That kind of behaviour will not
be allowed. Get them out!
We just won the case.
Mr Magruder, please continue.
Mr Randle, why did Mr Doss
attack you with a stick?
'Cause I drank out of his cup.
'Cause you drank out of his cup.
On March 17th the following year
you received 22 stitches
in your right arm.
Mr Doss again, I believe?
- Yeah.
- That's all, Your Honour.
If you have any defence,
Mr Doss...
Your Honour, nothin'
this asshole said is true,
but help me with this,
will you, Your Honour?
You arrest me, you arrest me
based on her pack of lies.
You appoint me a lawyer who's
incompetent, inexperienced,
he probably cheated his way
through law school.
On top of that, two doctors
examine me, they come in,
look at my eyes
and then rush out.
The first one wanted me to name
the first five presidents.
Can you do that, Judge?
Let me hear you.
Name the first five presidents
of the United States.
George Washington,
Abraham Lincoln, John Kennedy...
Mr Doss?
Mr Doss! I don't answer
questions, I ask them.
They ought to ship
you off for 90 days.
This man's terrorised
his own daughter.
He needs treating.
Simple as that.
That's enough.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Mr Doss, please stand.
Stand up.
Yes, sir.
After hearing the evidence here,
I think it's best
for you and all concerned
that you be hospitalised,
in Georgia Regional in Savannah
for psychiatric examination.
I order that you be
admitted for that purpose.
Come on, Mr Doss.
You little bitch!
Judge?
Can I go?
It's paying bills,
checking investments,
making sure he doesn't suffer
financially in hospital.
That's why they call it
conservator.
But can't you
be the conservator?
If I touch his money,
he'll accuse me of stealing it.
You have to,
you're the next of kin.
Besides, you need court approval
for every penny spent.
Oh, good.
Anyway, they'll get your father
on Lithium, treat him.
In a few months
he'll feel a lot better.
Hey, easy, easy. Hey.
It was a dream. I was dreaming.
Was it him?
It was him. It's always him.
When I was a kid
he used to tell me stories,
and they became
stranger and scarier.
He'd come into my room
and sit on my bed and he'd...
There was one...
The one about
the Gingerbread Man.
A lonely old man and woman
who lived in the woods.
They had no children,
so she decides
to bake a gingerbread man.
And when he comes out
the oven he's alive.
And he runs out of the house,
and past the cow,
past the horse, past men
who all want to eat him up.
But he keeps
runnin' and yellin',
"Run, run as fast as you can,
you can't catch me,
"I'm the Gingerbread Man."
That's it.
And he grew very proud,
because he thought
no-one would ever catch him.
Until one day,
he came upon a river,
which he couldn't cross, or he'd
break into little pieces.
So he lets this fox,
who promises not to eat him,
carry him across on his back.
Only, just before
they reach the other side,
the fox snaps his head back,
and swallows him whole.
My daddy used to warn me,
it was just as easy
for little children to disappear
as it was for gingerbread men.
Now, is somebody gonna help me
with this food here?
Is anyone gonna
help me carry this?
I'm gonna catch you!
C'mon! Don't stop! Don't stop!
You gonna give me a hand here?
OK, last one there
gets no food!
Who wants to eat? Am I gonna
be carryin' this stuff all day?
You want some food?
OK, what did we order?
- Mashed potatoes.
- I get the chicken.
You order chicken, you get
chicken.
Macaroni cheese,
you get macaroni cheese.
Listen, I just saw
someone from work.
You lay this stuff out.
I'll be right back.
Well...
Fancy meetin' you here.
It's a sign.
- Hey.
- How are you?
OK. Cute kids.
You wanna come meet 'em?
You sure it's a good idea?
I think it's a good idea.
- OK.
- Come on.
Libby and Jeff.
Or Leffy and Jib.
Whatever you want.
Or Leffy and Jib.
You'll endear yourself
by calling them different names.
What's for lunch?
We got everything you can get.
Hey, guys! Here's somebody
I know. Say hello to her.
Libby, say hello to Mallory.
Jeff, say hello to Mallory.
Shake hands.
I'm Jeff, I'm a lovely person
with a fabulous dad.
- Come and sit down.
- In your dreams!
My dreams? In your dreams!
Come and eat.
Hi, there.
- OK, so...
- Hi, Rick!
You tell him we're comin' here?
No. Did you tell him
we were going?
Guys, lay this stuff out
and help yourselves.
I'll be right back.
How'd you know to come here?
That's my profession. I gotta
tell you something quick.
What's the matter?
I don't want to panic Miss Doss,
but her old man didn't like
his new address.
What?
Some wingnuts from the group
broke into the hospital,
busted him out somehow.
Staff put someone in his room
by mistake.
Didn't even know till today.
- Son of a bitch.
- Don't freak, but...
- I'd keep an eye on her.
- Sure. Thanks.
Listen, do me a favour?
Take the kids home?
Leeanne's back soon.
Don't tell her what's goin' on.
Say I got tied up.
Hey, guys!
Clyde's gonna give you a ride!
...It's not much comfort.
Introducing
the Norelco reflex...
...Has become Hurricane Geraldo,
and is...
...Scared and anxious
for no real reason?
Sorry, Leeanne,
this is real important.
I promise, if it wasn't an
emergency, I wouldn't do it.
Come on, you know Clyde, the
kids are comfortable with him.
I just don't like him.
Never have.
The guy hung around
here for an hour.
Then he asked for a drink.
He was flirtin' with me too.
- Well...
- I don't trust him.
He did me a favour
droppin' off the kids,
and he's gone now, so let it go.
I don't want that drunk
hangin' round my children.
Would you mind
if I call you later?
As a matter of fact, I would.
Well...
I'll give you a call later.
I'm sorry.
Rick, wait.
I was scared. Clyde said
if I had one I should carry it.
Take it.
What is it?
They left it on the steps.
Get your things.
Where we goin'?
Just get your bag.
Let's get out!
Where are we headed?
To get some help.
But we weren't
even in there very long.
Then we got the picture
and then the car blew up.
Did the doorbell ring
or just a knock?
Why?
Helps with the profile.
Certain criminals knock,
others ring doorbells.
You understand?
This guy is dangerous.
Probably why
he's a called a criminal.
Savannah Police Department,
Eleventh Precinct.
Oh, hi, baby. How you doing?
What?
Can I have some help here? Hal!
You can't go in there!
Goddamit, Hal!
- What are you doing, Magruder?
- I know what they're up to.
If someone doesn't do something,
I'll make problems.
We got a problem. You.
You got no manners.
This place is full of guys
fed up bustin' their chops,
bringin' in scumbags,
ones who shoot cops,
so some champion of civil rights
like you can get 'em off.
If you want to complain,
do it at the desk.
Get out of my office.
Have a nice day.
You got a car fire?
Call the fire department.
Lois!
Lois! It's Rick!
Lois!
I'm sorry, Lois. Her old man
flipped again real bad.
Cops didn't wanna know.
I thought it was a good idea.
To bring her here?
- Just tonight.
- Then?
I don't know. While
he's loose she's in danger.
Why are you in charge?
She needs help.
Nobody else is...
- I paged Clyde to call here.
- Hello?
Hello? Lois?
Hi, gorgeous.
Let me talk to Boss Man.
Hold on a second, Clyde.
Clyde, where are you?
I'm at Huey's,
watchin' the storm.
How long you been there?
Two, three hours.
What's goin' on, anyway?
Somebody torched Mallory's car.
Jesus H. Christ.
Well, anybody see anything?
No. It was so fast.
- What should I do?
- When can you be here?
- Where are you?
- At Lois's.
Damn! Sorry, man, I'm a little
blown away and a little toasted.
Give me the address,
I'll pop over in a minute.
I'll wake up.
Forget it. Go home.
Get sober. Get some sleep. Meet
me at eight tomorrow morning.
- Sure thing, boss.
- Yeah. Bye.
Clyde's gonna come by tomorrow
while we go to the office.
Right. What about tonight?
We'll stay here.
We just have to decide
who sleeps with who.
The last hurricane was David,
a minor hurricane.
The Savannah Storm will monitor all the action
and keep you posted on how
to prepare for the worst.
Still to come on ABC Savannah...
I'll call Clyde,
figure out when they're leaving.
I appreciate that.
And thanks for last night.
Anything good today?
I'm sure last night was better.
Your only exercise
is jumping to conclusions.
Lois! You wanna do
this Whittaker thing today?
That'd be great.
You get lucky last night,
Konnie?
No, I'm not very lucky, sir.
I don't know,
you still got your job.
Lighten up, Konnie.
You were being a smart ass!
Hey, what's seven letters
for unnerves?
Should I get this?
Blank, blank, T.
Maybe another T in there.
Ah, "Rattles".
Yeah, hello?
Clyde, it's Rick.
What's goin' on?
Is Mallory there?
'Course. She's fixin' breakfast.
- Wanna put her on?
- OK, hold on.
Guess who?
Hello?
Hey, how you feeling?
I don't know. Little better.
Any news?
Nothin' yet,
but they'll find him.
Everything goin' OK with Clyde?
Sure.
- Er, can I call you back?
- All right.
What's that?
Oh, my God.
Hello?
Er, yeah, Betty,
is Leeanne there?
No, sir, they went to Nashville
for a couple of days.
Yeah, I forgot. Uh...
Where exactly are the kids now?
In school.
Is everything all right?
Yeah. I'll call back later.
Cancel this Whittaker thing
and call Clyde,
tell him what's happening.
Jesus, Rick!
What are you doing?
These are my kids, Lois.
Maybe he's just scaring you...
Well, he's done a good job!
I'm Richard Magruder.
I need to take my kids out,
right now.
What's the problem, sir?
Let me sign what I need to.
I'm in a hurry.
Can you let me know which
classroom they're in, please?
I gotta get moving,
could you...?
I'm sorry, sir. I need their
mother's authorisation.
I appreciate that,
but I think they're in danger.
- What's up here?
- I can't talk about this.
Tell me where they are.
I'll get 'em.
I'm sorry, but our rules
in such cases...
You don't understand.
We'll talk later.
Mr Magruder!
Call Mr Pitney.
- Libby!
- Mr Magruder...
Jeff!
Stop, or we'll call
the authorities!
Miss Hamrick, call the police!
- Mr Magruder.
- Put this on, honey.
- Tell me where your brother is.
- You're having a bad divorce.
Hey, Jeff! Jeff, there he is.
- Jeff!
- How are you?
We're goin' on a trip.
I can't talk now.
I'll call you. I'm an attorney.
All right, settle down...
Don't do that!
He's OK, he's OK.
He's OK. Let's go.
OK, strap up!
Now, everything's
gonna be OK, all right?
- You're not missing anything?
- Yes, I am.
Miss Hamilton was
giving me a bird test.
I thought you
didn't like birds? Jeff?
- I skip math!
- Well, that's good, isn't it?
You shouldn't sound so pleased,
don't tell your mom that.
Why'd they call the police, Dad?
And why did Mr Pitney
try to hit you?
They thought I wasn't your dad.
They have to look out
for strangers.
Is something wrong with Mom?
There's nothing wrong
with Mom, honey.
Then what's going on?
Er, we're just goin'
on a trip, darling.
Will you stop talking
like I'm Jeff's age!
What's wrong with my age?
I know something's goin' on.
It's your grandmother,
she's just a little sick.
- Cancer or heart attack?
- What?
She's just got a little flu,
24-hour stomach flu.
She'll be fine,
once we get there.
Then why are we going?
Hey, why don't you two
concentrate on navigating?
Dad, was that judo
you used on Mr Pitney?
Yeah... that was kind of judo.
Come on.
OK, you wanna get some candy?
Let me give you some...
watch the puddle.
OK, OK, what do you want?
OK, I'll give you both one.
You want to fill her up, please?
Hey, Clyde?
Rick. What's goin' on?
Nothin', man.
Police don't know nothin'.
Are they looking?
He's under a court order.
He bust out, blew up a car,
threatened my kids.
The cops are pretty hacked off
at you right now.
Get on it, Clyde!
It's your job to.
How am I supposed to? I'm here
babysitting Pandora, man.
All right, leave her.
She's probably safe there.
I'll figure it out.
Leeanne got a call from school,
she about blew her lid.
You know there's a warrant
out for your arrest?
- For what?
- For what?!
Popping that janitor.
He's filed for assault.
I'm not dealing with that
till the cops put Doss away.
This is about
my kids now, Clyde.
Nobody's gonna harm
either of them!
Now, you find Doss! I wanna hear
the door slam before I hang up!
- All right.
- Put Mallory on.
He wants to talk to you.
Here's Nervous Nellie himself.
All right, I'm gone, Rick!
- Rick, hi.
- Mallory.
L... I never meant for you
to get involved like this.
It's not your fault.
We have to deal with it now.
Where are you?
I'm on the road.
Better if no-one knows.
All right. I understand.
How are the kids?
They're fine. I don't think they
know what's going on.
L... I don't think you should
be left on your own.
I think you've gotta
come with us,
if you don't mind.
All right. Whatever you say.
OK, listen. Take the Greyhound
to Stillwell, off the 25.
Get a bus at 6:45,
I'll see you at eight.
Now, whatever,
you wait there for me.
- What about Clyde?
- Hasn't he gone?
You on a cellular,
dumb shit?
I thought you'd gone?
You know
a cellular gives a signal?
Get rid of it,
use a hard line.
Yeah. Will you get movin'?
Calm your liver.
Hello? Hello?
- Rick?
- Mallory?
- Yeah.
- Is he gone?
Yeah.
I better hang up.
Don't... Don't miss that bus.
I won't.
Libby, Jeff! Let's get movin'!
Let's get movin' now!
OK, you strap up, there.
Goin' far, pal?
I'm getting out of town.
Been in these storms before.
Yeah, looks big.
Well, y'all have a nice trip.
Hey, it's room service!
You going to let Daddy in here?
Thank you.
All right, we have food!
Food comin' your way.
Where's the pizza?
They didn't have pizza.
Let's enjoy this.
I'm gonna telephone
your Mommy, OK?
You stay here, enjoy this. This
is good food, you'll love it.
What the hell do you mean,
everything's all right?
I mean, you kidnap my kids,
then you punched out a janitor!
And now there's a maniac
after my children!
That's why I have 'em,
they're safe.
God damn you, Rick!
Bring them home!
I can't, Leeanne.
Not now, not yet.
Why the hell not?
Whether this creep's serious
or not, I don't know,
but I'm sure as hell
not taking chances.
I... Leeanne, I should go now.
I'm going to the police.
There's a warrant out for you.
This creep's loose and
there's a warrant out on me?!
I don't care. You made that bed.
I just want my children back.
As soon as the guy's put away,
we'll come home, I promise.
Until then,
it's not safe. I gotta...
Libby! Jeff!
Libby! Jeff!
Libby! Jeff!
- What is it?
- He's got my kids.
Somebody got in the room.
Where would he go? Think!
Move the car!
You hired me to watch her. Now
she's meeting you? I'm clueless.
Move the car. Doss has my kids!
What? How?
Somebody must've been
following me.
- See him?
- No!
Maybe it was his guys.
Let's find him.
I got a lead they might
be in his compound.
- You know it?
- His old hunting place.
- Know where?
- I'll try!
You go to the police. Meet us at
the compound! Move!
Careful. That old man's crazy!
Run my ass over, too!
Put your belt on.
I was just on the phone.
It wasn't your fault.
- If anything happens...
- Take this road.
- I'm not sure.
- Remember!
- I'm trying!
- Think!
- I don't remember!
- Left or right? Think!
Is it left or right, goddamit?
I don't know!
Left, I think.
Back at that tree.
That's his car.
What're you gonna do?
You better wait here.
You're trespassin', lawyer boy.
You're trespassin'.
Give me my kids.
You're trespassin'.
Give me my kids,
you son of a bitch!
The kids. They've got the kids!
They're safe.
Your kids are safe.
Drop the gun!
The kids are safe?
They're at the station,
not a scratch on 'em.
Will you give me the gun, now?
Throw the gun down!
Throw it down, Clyde.
I killed Doss.
Step over here!
Now!
- Slow down!
- How far?
All right, come on, Bill!
Your kids
are at the station, Rick.
We dropped them off.
Get me the Fire Department.
Send an ambulance.
I need back-up.
Get your hands up!
Lady, get your hands up!
Step around to the front!
Move!
Put your hands on the hood!
It's all right, ma'am.
Easy, Bill.
I know this lady.
- Let us do our job.
- I am...
She's good people, man.
Be nice to her.
Step back!
It's all right, ma'am.
Who started this party?
I don't know.
When they saw he was dead they
just started burning everything.
Just burning everything.
It's all right, I just wanna ask
you some questions.
Careful with this guy,
he's a lawyer.
He'll put you away first.
All right, boss?
Self-defence?
See you at the station.
He lifted
the gun and started to shoot.
You were trespassing
and the daughter said
he fired in the air.
If I waited to see where
he fired, I'd be dead.
I thought my kids
were in danger.
But they weren't.
The Founding Fathers established
the right to protect oneself,
by force if necessary.
Even from lawyers.
And I don't have the right
to protect my kids?
They were found here,
safe and sound,
minutes after you called me.
Somebody took 'em
and dropped 'em off.
They said so themselves.
That's right, somebody.
Some tall guy with a beard
and dirty clothes.
I could spit outside
and hit nine just like that.
Isn't that
a little strange, sir?
You tell me.
Excuse me,
could I see Mr Magruder's kids?
Either it was Doss
or one of his group.
They were in on this,
broke him out of state hospital.
That doesn't carry
the death penalty.
Doss came at me
with a 12-gauge shotgun.
So you thought you had to
protect yourself?
Yes, I did, sir.
But y'all never gave that
courtesy to Officer Watson,
down in Jacksonville, did you?
You put him on the stand.
He was just protecting himself.
You punched holes the size of
cow chips in a 20-year career.
You got yourself in a whole
bucket of shit here, Magruder.
And if I were you,
I'd find myself a good lawyer.
I wanna see my kids.
My children? Are they all right?
Yeah, they're fine, they're OK.
Thanks, Lois.
Mommy!
OK, kids, it's all right.
Tell you what, how about
I take you guys to the car...
Don't tell my kids what to do.
I'm trying to help.
Can I talk to you, Rick?
The last thing you've ever been
is a father.
And if you can't keep them safe,
I'll fight tooth and nail for
full custody with no visitation.
Don't do that, Leeanne.
Please don't do that.
And do me a favour.
Keep your white trash tramps
away from my children.
And that drunk pervert too.
Let's go home, honey.
Wave to your daddy.
Bye, Daddy!
I'll have to impound the car.
You didn't actually see those
kids get in that car, did you?
I don't know. I thought I did.
I just saw everybody running.
It doesn't make sense.
What's that?
Why Doss would take my kids,
then release them after an hour.
He wasn't after them,
just wanted to use them as bait.
To get me on his property?
Yeah, and kill you.
With your kids' there,
you're a loose cannon.
Then he drops them
at the police station?
Makes kidnapping charges
harder to press,
and he's got you trespassin'.
How could I find him?
Those cabins were up five miles
of unmarked dirt road.
Me.
He didn't know you'd come.
The kids were taken
before you arrived.
Probably figured you'd call and
she'd tell you the way.
Yeah, Daddy didn't figure
I'd be with you.
And when he saw me he hesitated.
That's when you shot him.
We've got something.
- What'd you get?
- A box of some kind.
Well, Rick, on the good side,
under these circumstances,
you might not have
to do any hard time.
Say that again?
If things go right
you won't go to prison.
So what's the bad side?
Well, even without
serving any time
you're probably
looking at disbarment.
- You serious?
- I'm serious.
Listen, counsellor, you don't
understand the gravity of this.
I understand it, sir.
Listen to me.
You don't understand it.
Right here,
under standard 66...
I know about standard 66.
Even if you plead no contest
and serve no time,
you can still be disbarred.
I don't believe this!
He kidnapped my children!
Wait a minute!
You violated the court order
by taking your own children.
Have you lost your minds?
Wait, let me clean it off first.
It's a metal box.
There's no evidence connecting
Doss to those photos.
- We gotta have something.
- Or that he had the kids.
It was someone
they can't identify.
Here's how they'll present it.
You put him away...
I was set up! Got that? Set up!
You went to his property with a
loaded weapon and you shot him.
If that weren't enough...
Yeah, what?
That daughter is your client,
who, rumour has it,
you're sleeping with.
Normally, it wouldn't
be my business...
It isn't, counsellor.
But I'm obligated to tell you...
- You're not!
...it'll raise eyebrows.
Can you open it
while I photograph?
Everything was charred up, Rick.
All I could see
was probably Doss's...
If there's a copy of the will,
there may be an original.
This is Georgia,
they're held privately.
Who else might have one?
- County?
- That'll take forever.
His attorney committed suicide
a while back.
It's a long shot, Lois.
He could've kept a copy.
What's that gonna tell us? He
had that old house, some land...
We need something.
When's his hearing?
- Tomorrow.
- Who's presiding?
- Judge Cooper.
- OK, do it quietly.
We need more time before
we hand over...
- What should I do?
- Check anywhere they lived.
- For what?
- I don't know!
But Doss was a hunter, right?
He had a clean shot at me.
So how come I'm not dead?
Your land
didn't register as much,
because there's nothing
really taxable on it.
No roads, improvements,
limited access.
Yeah, we know
what's on the tax books.
I don't get this.
What... exactly is this worth?
The land? Not much.
- But the timber...
- Yeah?
On this 2,000 acres
is 15 acres of Black Walnut.
But they can't tax it
until it's cut down for income.
Black Walnut? Isn't that rare?
- And very valuable.
- How valuable?
Well, depending upon
the density and the quality,
between 10 and 15
million dollars.
Counsellor, it's very
difficult to believe
that a man with these assets
had no will.
No documentation. Nothing. Nada.
Your Honour, the late
Mr Doss was mentally ill.
And had a fear of attorneys.
Don't we all.
Miss Doss, in the circumstances
I'm compelled by the law
to appoint you as administratrix
of your daddy's estate.
Only, before I do so I would
like a full search and inventory
of all his assets and papers
filed with this court
within 30 days.
Do you understand?
Yes, Your Honour.
Court's adjourned.
See you later.
Rick...
Mallory?
What's going on?
What do you mean?
You didn't know
about those trees?
No, I don't care what they're
worth. I don't want any of it.
I'm supposed to buy that?
I don't care what you buy
or don't buy, Rick.
But I'll tell you, I hope
there is a will somewhere,
and he left the whole thing
to those hillbillies.
If not,
you'll always have
that choice, won't you?
Good evening,
I'm Natalie Kendricks.
Geraldo, the category three
hurricane, is coming back.
Storm trackers believe Geraldo
is aimed right at us.
If it continues on its current
path, Savannah is the bullseye.
Yeah, hello?
Yeah, Magruder.
You sittin' down, partner?
Why?
I was at County, runnin' a cross
ref on the old man, and boop!
Daughter's name's on a marriage
certificate from South Carolina.
Well, turns out your girlfriend
and Pete Randle?
They aren't exactly
husband and ex-wife.
What are you saying?
What does it sound like
I'm saying?
They never divorced.
Never even filed for divorce.
They're as married as can be.
Whatever's hers, is his.
Line's goin'. You there? Rick?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm here.
Where are you now?
Huey's Bar, right?
You know it.
How long to get to Mallory's?
With the rain? 20 minutes.
I'm heading over to Huey's.
In 45 minutes, I'll call Mallory
with the good news.
- Good news?
- We found the will.
Wait, I'm behind here, man.
Bait, Clyde.
Let's see what we hook.
Go to Mallory's.
Park outside and wait.
OK.
She'll go driving after I talk
to her. Follow her and call me.
All right, Boss Man.
Hey, Robin?
Robin, I gotta go work, OK?
You got that $20?
- Yeah.
- OK, pay the bill.
See you later.
Love you, love you.
Love you.
He ain't comin' back!
Death and debris.
Geraldo is here.
This was the Georgia coast
earlier today...
Hello?
Mallory, it's Rick.
I want to apologise.
It was wrong what I said,
I'm real sorry.
What do you mean?
We found the will. We haven't
had time to go into the details,
but you got your wish. Your dad
left everything to the group.
You there, Mallory?
That's great.
I can get you the paperwork...
The cellular unit
you called is not responding.
- Hang up and try again.
- What?
And those on the streets
right now need to seek shelter.
Thanks.
What time is it, Sara?
It is too dangerous
to be out on the roads.
Sara?
Give me that phone again.
It's too dangerous
for any of us to be out.
Power has gone out
in most of the downtown area.
It's far too dangerous
to be out.
Clyde!
Hello?
Lois?
Rick! Thank God it's you.
Listen, we found a copy
of the will in Effingham.
We should've started there.
And?
Hello?
Hello, Lois!
I thought I lost you.
Lois, what else you got?
It's all hers, Rick.
He left her everything.
And his!
What's that?
And his too!
Listen,
keep trying to get Clyde.
Try his cellular,
I'll call you later!
- OK.
- OK, bye, Lois.
Come on. Come on, Clyde.
OK, answer. Come on,
Clyde, where are you?
Come on, Clyde.
Wherever you are now,
stay there!
That was a good shot.
I had to. He'd have killed you.
Lucky for me,
you know how to shoot
these things off.
What do you do? We need help.
Two guys are dead.
Whatever you thought about
your father, you were wrong.
He left you everything.
You would've had it all.
That's a lie.
You son of a bitch,
you lied to me!
Bastard!
Let me out of here!
You know, Mac,
it's a pretty lousy offer.
Five years, lose your licence
to practise. Community service.
I'm not risking a trial.
I've the kids to think about.
Community service
never hurt anybody.
You were used, we've proof.
Any way you cut it,
I killed Doss. There's proof.
You thought he'd
kidnapped your kids.
Yeah, but he didn't.
You haven't lost
in eight years, Rick.
Well, maybe it's time I did.