04x22 - The Skip Family Robinson

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So tell me, Doctor, are you here on
vacation?

Well, actually, business.

I've been developing an
enzyme to catalyze cellular

regeneration with the
most amazing results.

Cellular regeneration?

I'm afraid I don't understand.

Well, to put it in layman's terms,
I've developed a drug that not only

arrests the aging process, but even
reverses it.

A fountain of youth, if you will.

Well, I'd love to give this potion of
yours a try.

Well, I must warn you, the process is not
inexpensive.

I don't care what the cost is,
Doctor.

I want to try your treatment.

Is there a doctor here?

I need a doctor.

Right here.

Here's a doctor.

Oh, no.

Right over here.

Oh, no.

Here he is.

Could you come with me?

Uh, actually, I'm more of a biologist.

Come on.

Well, there he is.

I mean, he was eating like crazy and then
he just keeled over.

Well, I, I think you should, uh,
call an ambulance.

Would you just examine him, please?

Oh, of course.

Uh, you say he, uh, just had a really big
meal?

A gut buster.

Do you have any, uh, smelling salts?

Ricky, it's over there.

Uh, you want to help him up here?

I just heard.

My doctor's on his way.

I already got one.

Good.

You.

Hi, George.

Get out of here right now.

Sure thing.

What'd you do that for?

I know that guy.

He's not a doctor.

He's a con man.

I want him dead.

Oh, gee, Nick, that's not necessary.

He, he doesn't even know who you are.

George, would you listen to your doctor?

He's your older brother for a change.

I'm not supposed to be in this country
since I was deported.

He could foul up everything.

Take this.

Get out of town.

What's this for?

Let's just say it's for old times,
uh, for an old pal.

But this is it.

Well, thanks, George, but a friendship
like ours never dies.

Wearing a gray jacket and a pink shirt.

Thanks.

I

want this guy bad.

Terry, I don't care if he's at a resort.

You're only out a few grand on his bail.

How am I supposed to make a fee?

If you catch Shelby, you could have the
whole thing.

I don't care.

I'd rather you had it than the state.

What's the big deal?

He's just a con man.

Shelby Robinson is a totally amoral,
ruthless criminal.

He's a vulture who feeds on the weak and
the innocent and the trusting.

How come you know so much about him?

This is the third time he's jumped bail on
me.

Sir!

Sir!

It's a con man.

What can I say?

And you know that if he can fool me three
times, he can fool anybody.

You sure he's still at that health resort?

La Quintera, yes.

That's where he was arrested.

For running a con?

You know, that's the funny thing about it.

He was running a con.

He was impersonating a doctor who was
selling some youth potion or something.

He was so good at it, he was cornered into
examining one of the hotel guests.

But the reason that he was arrested was
for theft.

Why would he go back to that?

Well, Shelby claims
that he was framed by the

owner of the spa, some
ex-pal named George Spiros.

He's heavily connected with the mob.

Yeah, I've heard of him.

His brother's a real heavyweight.

Well, Shelby claims
that he was framed after

Spiros caught him
examining the hotel guest.

That still doesn't explain why he'd go
back.

Well, Shelby's furious with Spiros.

He swore he'd get even.

But they'd recognize him there.

I'm sure he's keeping a low profile.

He might be in disguise.

He also might have brought one of his
daughters with him.

Erika.

She's also a con artist.

He's got another daughter named Claudia,
but she's gone straight.

He taught his daughters everything he
knows.

Believe me, Erika can con with the best.

So, what do you say?

Yeah, what do you say?

Yeah, what do you say?

All right, all right.

I'll try.

But I'm gonna need some seed money.

Seed money?

Why?

Well, I'll have to draw Shelby out of
hiding.

Jody, you go on ahead and tell him how
wonderful and rich I am.

It's not cheap to con a con.

Wonderful and rich you are.

I

found a live one.

That's my Erika.

He's a really rich Texas oil man that's
due in today.

I'll be planting the seed with his
girlfriend by the pool.

I'm selling them on the
fact that you were the

original architect who
designed the La Quintera.

All right.

Now call me as soon as he gets here,
and then send her up to the room.

Okay.

Bye-bye.

Okay.

Mr. Gibson buys as he goes.

Not your fault, Jody.

Here, put this on your favorite team,
huh?

Bingo.

Thank you.

Terry would never fit the way you're
spending her money.

Man, she's not here to see it.

Come on.

What kind of work is he in?

He just plays.

You know, he was thinking of building a
resort like this back home, though.

There he is now.

Oh, Lash.

Lash, honey.

Oh, Lash.

Oh, over here.

Hi, honey.

He's such a bad boy.

How's

my little filly?

Oh, we'll just die in a misery without
you.

Any sign of Robinson?

No, but Erica here is hooked.

I set you up as a perfect mark for a guy.

Good.

Oh, honey, I've wrung you something.

A little pretty here, huh?

Look at this.

Oh, Lash, it's adorable.

You know, this must have cost a fortune.

I just have to uncork one of my oil wells.

Oh, you bad boy.

Well, come on.

I want you to meet someone.

Oh, yeah.

Erica, this is Lash.

Lash, this is Erica.

Howdy.

Hi.

I, uh, I heard you were planning to build
a resort.

Yep, back home in Texas.

But, uh, we would do it right.

You having a flan for a place like this?

Heck, this would fit in my backyard,
honey child.

It's like this.

I want something with some elbow room.

You know, this is a really
strange coincidence, but, um,

I just happen to know the
guy who designed this place.

He wanted to do it twice the size of this
building.

You know, a real showcase.

But, uh, the owners didn't want to spend
the money.

I, um, I think he still has the original
plans.

Wow.

You think this, uh, fella might want to
sell those original plans?

Oh, I don't know.

But I do know it wouldn't come cheap.

He, um, you know, he spent a lot of time
on it.

Well, honey, don't you worry,
because when my lash does

something, money is the
last thing he thinks about.

The United States government deported me.

I'm not supposed to be here.

If that grifter remembers who he saw,
he could screw up everything.

I wanted him dead.

Well, he got arrested.

We couldn't very well hit him when he was
with the police.

Well, that wasn't that convenient.

Did you arrange that, George, so he
couldn't get wasted?

Nick, you're my brother.

I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize his
life.

Okay.

But he's not with my brother.

I wouldn't do anything that could
jeopardize you.

Okay.

But he's not with the police now.

If he shows up again, you make sure he
leaves in a coffin.

You understand?

Don't worry.

Don't worry.

I'll take care of him.

Come on, Max.

You really think Robinson's here?

One of the bellboys had a description that
fit him.

Back up.

Somebody's coming.

I certainly hope you'll be able to make a
deal with my friend.

Oh, I'm sure we will, honey.

I'm a more straightened son of a g*n.

Hello!

Come on.

Damn, it is Robinson.

I guess we do it Nick's way.

Tell Bert and Cosmo to take care of him.

Gotcha.

How about some introductions?

Sure.

My name is Colt Seavers, bounty hunter for
Terry Michaels.

These are my partners, Howie and Judy.

Bounty hunter?

Mm-hmm.

Eric, run.

Let her go.

We don't need her.

Come here.

My beautiful plans.

Rune, I hope you're satisfied.

I will be when we get you behind bars.

Is this absolutely necessary?

I think so.

Let's go.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm an officer of the court.

This man is my prisoner.

This man is our prisoner.

For as long as he lives.

I think I'd rather go with you.

I suppose this is all part of some
elaborate con, huh?

Call it what you like.

He stays with us.

Let's go.

Is this some kind of trick?

It's for real, honest.

Scout's honor?

Scout's honor.

All right, where are they now?

In the room getting ready to leave.

Do you remember the Philadelphia scam?

Remember it?

I'm the one who came up with it.

Great.

Judy, call the desk.

Have the limo brought around.

Hey, don't you think I got any scruples?

I'd have paid Terry back as soon as I
fleeced you.

We're all set here, Colt.

These guys won't be going anyplace for a
while.

Let's go.

Give

those guys' friends time to find him.

We'll take a cab.

It so happens I'm totally innocent of the
crime of George Spiros.

Spare me the dog and pony show,
huh?

Terry told me you went back to get even
with George Spiros.

But

his hotel had certainly hit a nerve.

George must have resented my invading his
turf.

He never did have much of a sense of
humor.

Why George wanted to have me k*lled?

He caught me treating a guest.

But it was no big deal.

No big deal?

Impersonating a physician, administering
to a patient?

Hey, it's not as if I tried to build a
guy.

Colt, look!

Someone could be seriously hurt.

I should help.

I have a first aid kit in the trunk,
but I wouldn't know what to do with it.

Guy must have walked away.

I have never seen the Philly plan ex*cuted
more perfectly.

Are we a team or what?

Okay, don't get any ideas.

Once we make the big score with Spiros,
it's back to the straight and narrow.

We really appreciate this, mister.

We're stranded.

Jody's leg did the trick again.

I'll forget all about Spiros.

Too dangerous.

I think I'll head for Mom's.

What are you trying to fool, Dad?

We all know you won't stop until George
Spiros gets his comeuppance.

I'm going to go and pay him back for you.

I'll round up some of the old g*ng to
help.

Claudia, you don't seem to understand.

They almost k*lled me back there.

If it wasn't for that bounty hunter,
I would be dead.

Okay, I'm getting off here at this car
rental.

I'll meet you back at the Fair Oaks Motel
on Route 10.

Just as soon as I pluck Mr. Spiros.

We really appreciate your giving us a
lift.

Hey, friend in need, right?

You know, I'm thinking about what happened
at La Quintera.

Five seconds later and Robinson's guts
could have been all over that carpet.

Yeah, ours too.

We sure beat the daylights out of those
K*llers, huh?

Robinson may have
escaped from us, but if

somebody's out to k*ll
him, they'll try again.

Um, how far did you guys say you were
going?

Nick?

The banjo just came off an hour ago.

I can't believe it myself.

Some difference, huh?

Gee, even our own mother wouldn't
recognize you.

How do you feel?

I feel great.

You know, George, it's gonna be just like
old times.

Oh, yeah.

Feds will never find you now.

Unless that Robinson creep puts it
together.

Don't worry about Robinson.

He's yesterday's papers.

From what I've heard about those guys,
their gory murders aren't very pleasant.

It just doesn't fit.

What doesn't fit?

Why would Spiros frame his old pal,
Robinson, for that?

For something he could just as easily have
glossed over.

If he wasn't so minor.

At least let me go back and help her.

Enough with the song and dance.

I'm not buying it.

Damn it, girl.

Listen to me.

Your sister's life could be in danger.

If you don't turn this car around this
instant, her blood will be on both our hands.

Sweetheart, I'm not conning you.

I'm not playing games.

I'm scared out of my mind for Claudia.

Scouts on her?

Scouts on her.

Well,

there may have been a trail of killings
right up to the second.

No matter what really happened,
I think Robinson's a marked man.

It's easy enough to arrange a hit in jail.

I think Robinson will end up with his
throat cut.

Or even worse, from what I hear about
those guys.

Hey, that's the same taxi.

They're heading back to the resort.

You gotta turn this thing around.

Why?

What are we...

Do you have a hairpin?

Yeah.

Here we go.

Yeah.

See, it was Claudia who went back to the
resort to try and settle a score for me.

Did you tell her what happened?

Yeah.

But she wouldn't believe a word I said.

You've got to let us go back and get
Claudia out of there.

My daughter's life is on the line.

If you help us get her back here safely,
I promise I'll go back to L.A.

without a peep.

Scouts on her.

All right.

Let us get one thing straight.

We get Claudia and we leave, all right?

Get him out of here.

Discovered yet?

It's all right.

They're still on ice.

Keep an eye on everybody.

Will you make sure nobody gets in or out?

All right.

You guys check the grounds.

I'll check the lobby, okay?

Let's go.

All right.

All right.

I'll take off your gags.

But if you yell out, it's gonna be the
last note you ever sing.

How about some water?

I'm dying of thirst.

While you're at it, I haven't had anything
to eat since yesterday.

Now that you mention it, I could use a
bite myself.

I could make up some hamburgers.

Yeah, make mine medium rare.

What makes you think we're gonna feed you?

You ain't got a little starve,
are you?

All right, all right, we'll feed you.

But this isn't a restaurant.

What are you complaining about?

I can't even eat.

Why?

What's your problem?

I got a peptic ulcer.

Gastric or duodenal?

All I know is hamburgers don't agree with
me.

You got any cottage cheese in there?

Hello, can I talk to Slim, please?

No, this isn't a bill collector.

Thank you, I'll wait.

Hello, Slim, this is Claudia Robinson.

That's right, Shelby's daughter.

Listen, are you up for the old put and
take?

That's great.

Well, I'm Janet La Quintera.

How soon can you get here?

Robinson's daughter, huh?

This

is a 1977 Chevy Impala.

Just as clean as it can be.

Come out and drive it and try it out.

Over here, a 78 Puget.

A dandy little car, $7,500.

Over here, look at this.

Boy, you want something nice?

What the hell's going on here?

That's

where my new cars are stored.

Ready to go back to L.

A.?

Yeah, well, I'm not.

What exactly were you doing in George's
room before you were caught?

I was pulling the medical
scan when this guy

runs into the lounge
yelling for a doctor.

My mark volunteers me.

So I walk in.

There was this guy, fainted.

So I go over and I pretend to look him
over.

But he starts coming around all by
himself.

He's overeating.

You guys keep the noise down or the gags
go back on.

You got it?

George shows up a minute later and throws
me out.

Next thing you know, the cops bust me.

George set me up with the money.

Was there anything in George's room?

Anything unusual?

A lot of medical stuff.

Some green and blue gas, some of this.

But that's not unusual.

George is a hypochondriac.

Maybe he's got asthma.

That would explain the gas.

Those cylinders are color-coded.

Blue is nitrous oxide.

That's the stuff that anesthesiologists
use to put you under for surgery.

Surgery?

Tell me about the guy that fainted.

Oh, he's around 60, a little overweight.

He had a heck of a scar on his right
cheek.

Oh, wait a minute.

Spyro's brother, Nick.

I remember reading someplace that he had a
scar like that.

That's beginning to make sense.

It is?

Yeah, the scar.

I think the guy was about to have that
distinguished feature removed surgically.

But he was deported years ago for drugs
and racketeering and m*rder.

You name it.

Evidently, he's back and arranging a new
identity.

Plastic surgery.

Right.

In George's room?

Well, hospitals might ask too many
questions.

But why k*ll Dan?

Because he's the one outsider who'd seen
Nick.

Somehow, we gotta flush Nick out and
expose him.

Then the frame on you will fall apart.

It won't be easy.

Nick's too high to surface, and even if he
did, nobody'd recognize him.

A con might work.

You say George is a hypochondriac.

Terrible.

That's what we'll use.

Jody, you're up first.

You gotta hook George.

Oh, here's Mr. Spyro's now.

Are you Ms. Banks?

I'm Joe Spyro's.

Oh, thank God you're here.

Uh, for some reason, my reservations
aren't here.

Uh, couldn't the manager help you?

Oh, well, I believe in going to the top,
you know what I mean?

Oh, I understand, Ms. Banks.

Uh, yeah.

Well, please, if you'd like to sit over
here, we can...

I'll straighten this right out.

Oh, well, you could start by calling me
Jody.

This is it.

George's room.

Here, I can adapt faster.

Daddy taught us everything.

Here are the hamburgers.

And here's the cottage cheese and yogurt
crepe.

Guaranteed to soothe even the most
sensitive stomach.

What's the matter?

Aren't you hungry?

I am.

Well, then what is it?

My doctor put me on a low-sodium diet.

I have high blood pressure.

High blood pressure?

Maybe you ought to consider another line
of work.

Something with a little less stress.

Stress?

Where he's going, he's going to be making
lice and plates.

What about you?

Something wrong with this food?

Forget about it.

No, no.

What are you, anorexic or what?

Kosher.

Kosher?

I'm afraid you're out of luck.

No, no.

It's not fair to penalize a man for his
religious convictions.

I just have to go out and get something.

Hey.

While you're at it, can you, uh,
can you bring me some diet sodas?

Hey, what are we slipping him?

Barbiturates.

It'll make him drowsy, sluggish.

How are you going to make sure he goes to
the hospital?

Well, Jody will handle that tonight with a
mickey.

Come on, she can't keep him occupied
forever.

All right, all right.

I'm sure he'll be very comfortable in the
room I've arranged.

Please, if there's anything else I can do,
just, uh, let me know.

Well, there is one thing.

I don't have plans for dinner tonight.

I could have something special sent up to
my suite.

Good idea.

I'll bring the dessert.

This is

Dr. Pasternak's standard 330-calorie low
-sodium diet lunch.

Got one piece of high-protein dry wheat
bread, uh, two coddled eggs, a half a

grapefruit, and three ounces of strained
apple sauce.

What's that?

Salt.

He asked for it.

Do you think I went to all this trouble
preparing this diet so that he could cheat?

Low sodium means no salt.

Another one for lunch.

But I just finished cooking, Colt.

Look, I'm sorry, kid.

I didn't have time to make a reservation.

Now take care of him.

I gotta go.

We better go to the hospital, too.

Okay.

All right.

So what do you want to eat?

Oh, you're really gonna feed me?

Well, if you don't have any strange
dietary habits like your buddies here.

Oh, you better cancel the order,
then.

You know, I'm macrobiotic all week.

Macrobiotic?

Just don't make pun, okay?

Yeah, I was thinking about putting myself
on a macrobiotic diet.

Oh, I recommend it 100%.

I've never felt better.

Great.

What could I make?

Rice pilaf.

Perfect.

Hey, I really appreciate this.

I'm sorry you're not feeling well,
Mr. Sbaros.

You know, I could come back later.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I guess I'm just a little overworked.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

So, tell me.

I had a little problem getting L.A.

What brings a pretty girl like you to my
resort, unescorted?

Well, I've heard that a lot of directors
and producers vacation here.

And, um, I was just hoping maybe I could
get discovered.

So, you're an actress?

Mm-hmm.

Now, you wouldn't have anything to do with
Hollywood.

You don't have any pull to you,
Mr. Sparrows.

I'd do anything for a break, just
anything.

Now, you've got to be careful,
Jodi.

There are some people who would take
advantage of a girl like you.

Really?

I find it hard to believe that anyone
could be so naive.

Well, I just guess I'm what you call a
trusting person.

Yes.

Yes.

Are you all right?

Ooh, yes.

Fine.

Are you sure you're all right?

Mr. Sparrows?

You're in the Mesa Vista Hospital.

You arrived in an ambulance about an hour
ago.

Here.

Oh.

What's wrong with me?

I'm just the nurse they sent for Dr.
Kavish.

How'd they know who my doctor was?

Uh, I got it off a pill bottle in your
room.

You just keeled over.

I thought you were dead.

People don't just pass out for no reason.

I want to know what's wrong.

Now, don't get yourself worked up,
Mr. Sparrows.

Just lay down and relax until your doctor
gets through.

What's going on in here?

This room is supposed to be vacant.

I think you better check your computer.

This patient was admitted through
emergency.

Who's the attending physician?

I'm Dr. Severs.

Is there a problem here?

Well, nothing that can't be cleared up,
but I would like to...

Why don't we step into the courtroom?

Your patient isn't registered at this
hospital, doctor.

That's the second time that's happened to
me here.

Well, just get together the forms and
we'll readmit him.

Well, he shouldn't even be in that room
until he's on file.

Look, I can't take him out of a bed.

Just get the forms together.

I'll take responsibility, okay?

Paging Dr. William.

Dr. William Severs.

Please dial... Amanda, I want you to call
administration and check out a Dr. Severs.

What can I get for you, Shelby?

You're about the only one who hasn't eaten
yet.

I'm not hungry.

I'm worried about my girls.

Colt will take care of them.

Yeah, well, he may be a great bounty hunter,
but it takes years to pull off a con.

One slip, one hesitation, and it's all
over.

I better see if he needs my help.

Colt, why do I need you to stay put?

My girls may be in danger.

Too many people have seen your face.

I can't let you leave.

Come on.

Did you run an abdominal x-ray series?

As soon as we got here, doctor.

I'll just go to the lab and see if the
results are in.

Well, how are you feeling, Mr. Sparrows?

Terrible.

I want to see Dr. Kalish.

Well, Dr. Kalish is away.

I'm covering his calls while he's gone.

I'm sorry.

I know how you feel.

Please, just find out what's wrong with
me.

I'm a sick man.

Would you excuse me for a moment?

I'd like to talk to the patient alone.

Okay.

Now, I'm going to be right outside the
door, Mr. Sparrows, in case you need me.

It really is serious, isn't it?

Mr. Sparrows, I don't believe in hiding
things from a patient.

Your blood tests show a very high level of
toxins in your system, combined with a low

calcium level and a dangerously high
potassium count.

Chances are the problem is with your
kidneys.

I'll know better when I see the X-rays.

I've never had any problem with my kidneys
before.

Well, have you been experiencing any
lightheadedness?

Any excessive drowsiness?

Yes.

Howie.

Just a second.

Hello.

Howie.

Yeah, hi, Terry.

Hi.

Listen, Colt left me this number on my
service.

Why haven't you called?

Well, we've been kind of busy.

Shelby, it's Terry.

Shelby's there?

You got him?

Yeah, he's right here.

So bring him back to L.A.

Well, we will, just as soon as we convince
George that his kidneys are no good.

What?

Well, actually, we're trying to flush out
his brother, Nick, who was deported.

What?

Yeah, he came to the United States to have
plastic surgery, so nobody recognized him.

Huh.

Uh, Howie, tell me one thing.

Where's Colt?

Well, Colt's at the hospital.

I had to stay behind and feed the hitmen.

You're feeding the hitmen?

Well, somebody had to.

You couldn't just let him go.

Well, they're gonna starve.

And we gotta keep them
here so they don't get

in the way while we
pull off the whole scam.

No, of course not.

Howie, listen, why don't
you guys just tell me

about this whole thing
when you get back, okay?

Fine.

Uh, uh, uh, Terry?

What?

Uh, are shrimp kosher?

Goodbye, Howie.

Don't ask me again.

You're gonna stay right here.

Now, Howie, weren't there five forks here?

Yeah, so what?

Well, there's one missing.

Now I'm in prison.

Guards check forks very carefully because
a sharpened fork makes one very nice ship.

You stay right here.

Uh -huh.

Macrobiotic?

Oh, sodium!

Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

The x-rays just confirm what I thought
about your kidneys.

There's evidence of necrosis.

Your kidneys have definitely shrunken.

What does it mean?

Well, it means you'll have to sign some
release forms.

I want to operate as soon as a hospital
can come up with a suitable donor.

Operate?

Well, there must be some kind of
medication I could take for this.

Not when it reaches this stage of
deterioration.

You see, transplantation is mandatory.

I want a second opinion.

So do I.

I've asked for Dr. Baxley to come over.

He's head of urology at county.

I just hope we can afford the time.

What do you mean?

With your potassium levels so high,
you're in danger of cardiac arrest.

Family?

Yeah, I have some cousins back east.

I was afraid of that.

The hospital has no donor kidneys that
tissue-tuck with yours.

I was hoping you had a brother or sister
that would be compatible for a transplant.

We better put him on a kidney machine for
dialysis.

It could be weeks before we could find a
donor.

Weeks?

If your condition doesn't deteriorate.

Wait, wait.

I have a brother.

Would you be willing to donate a kidney?

Well, make him give me a phone.

I'll get the phone, nurse.

Mr. Spiros, I'll make the proper
arrangements.

What's going on?

I checked up on you.

You're a fraud.

There's no Dr. Seavers licensed in
California.

Well, there must be a mistake.

We'll see about that.

Take him to security.

Excuse me.

Dr. Seavers?

Yes.

Is it really you?

I thought so.

Dr. James.

Pleasure to meet you.

I have been following your work in
nephrology for years.

This man is a fraud.

There's no Dr. Seavers licensed in
California.

Of course not.

He's licensed in New York.

He has his own clinic in Manhattan.

He does?

He's been written up in medical journals
more times than mail.

Who did you say you were?

Dr. Bernard James from the Medical Board
of Quality Assurance.

The MBQA?

I'm making an inspection
here today and I find it very

odd that you don't know a
man of Dr. Seavers' repute.

Come to think of it, I have heard of Dr.
Seavers.

Please accept my apology.

Accepted.

That's all.

Keep up the good work, doctor.

Thank you.

Good old daddy.

You can always count on him in a pinch.

Nick.

If this is just another one of your
imaginary illnesses... Oh, no, it's not.

I need one of your kidneys.

I'm gonna die.

Are you the brother?

Why do you want to know that?

Well, I have to make sure you're Mr.
Spiros' brother.

I have to verify the compatibility of the
kidneys.

Yes.

That plastic surgery is really something,
Nick.

But I bet they couldn't cover your
fingerprint stuff.

You know what?

Good thing you're in a hospital.

With the arrest and
conviction of Nick and

George, the court had
no option but to let me go.

Well, that's great, Shelby.

You know, I don't think any of us doubted
your story for a second.

Maybe just a little.

I have to expect that.

I am a con man.

I guess I always will be one.

Oh, well, not when I get through with you.

I already talked her into going back to a
semester of college.

I can't believe this.

First I lose Claudia, now Erica.

What did I go wrong?

Hi.

I got this letter at my office.

It's addressed to Howard Munson.

Hmm.

Thought I'd bring it by.

No kidding.

Since when do you get letters sent to
Terry's?

This is my first one.

Who's it from?

It's from one of those guys we had on ice
at La Quintera.

Those K*llers?

He's in prison now.

What's in the letter?

A threat?

No.

Extortion?

No.

Not exactly.

Well, what then?

He wants my recipe for rice pilaf.

I love it.