14x17 - Day of the Assassin

[bunniefuu]

[knocks on the door]

-Open the door, Anne. -In a minute.

Come on, Annie, open the door or I'll break it down.

Would you really have broken it down?

Getting ready for a garage sale?

I am leaving, okay?

Just let me leave with some modicum of dignity.

You can leave with a suitcase full of dignity for all I care.

But how come?

How come what?

How come you're going?

I just tried to swindle you out of four million dollars, Greg.

-Dumb people do dumb things. -You're supposed to be livid.

I never get livid, it's one of my many shortcomings.

If I did, I'd be livid that you came up with such a dumb plan.

I thought you had more respect for me than that.

I have as much respect for you as you have for me.

I don't think a garage sale at this time is a good idea.

It's very dark out.

[theme music]

Coming, I'm coming.

What's so important?

A present? Well, that's very nice.

Considering that my birthday is not in months.

When you're really fond of someone

why wait for an occasion?

It's locked. Do you have the key?

You have it.

Who gave you this?

Not Treadwell, one of his messengers.

The Jamaican guy.

[eerie music]

Someone is tempered with the locks.

What does this mean, Nick?

Our friends have lost patience.

They want the situation at the Sumner Group resolved.

Meaning?

k*ll everybody who stands in their way.

Claudia?

[sighs]

Claudia, Paige, Sumner.

Don't just stand there, Have yourself a nut.

It's Paige, isn't it?

What's Paige?

Why you stay married to me.

Annie, it's late.

You love her so much...

that you want to protect her, even...

Especially from yourself.

You've been watching too much Oprah.

Then give me another explanation.

I could go for another one. How about you?

Mom.

Mom.

Oh, I'm fine honey, just...

Relaxing.

Yo don't seemed very relaxed.

Well, it's not easy winding down, is it?

I'm not having a problem with it.

Enrique. Hi.

- Una mas por favor, thanks. - Si.

So who am I supposed to be again,

Susanna or Marietta?

-What? -The names you registered as

under here at the Hotel

Susanna and Marietta Hall.

You make it sounds so sinister.

It's not sinister. I think it's intriguing.

Come on.

Well, I just didn't want Greg or Gary to be tracking us down.

I thought maybe we needed a little time to ourselves.

-Mom. -Well, it's the truth.

It's not true.

I mean, come on. A week ago I was

run off the road by a truck on purpose.

And now, a week later, we're here

at this spa under fake names.

I mean, I think there's a relation here, don't you?

-Very clever. -It's not clever.

That umbrella could figure it out.

Well, I was just...

I was just worried that it would happen again.

That's not going to happen again.

If that truck wanted to k*ll me

it would have and it didn't.

I just think it was trying to send some message.

To whom?

Who else, Uncle Greg?

Certainly has a lot of enemies.

So if you've got any problems, let me know now.

I don't want any surprises on the job.

-Okay. -Right.

Did you see anything we should be nervous about?

Well, I'm a little skeptical of the electrical sub

is going to meet the deadline, but

other than that, everything seems fine.

-Good. -Okay.

Paige, um...

-Have you heard from Kate? -No.

Well, she left a message saying that she was taking sick leave.

I put out messages all over town and she never got back to me.

Well, maybe she's tired of being dumped on.

-Is that what she told you? -The picture I got.

Well, maybe you got the wrong picture.

-Do you know where she went? -No. No, I don't.

Well, if you hear from her, would you ask her to call me?

Why?

[sighs]

I don't know. Forget it.

Look, Gary.

I know it's been a really horrible time for you.

You know, I I feel for you. Everybody does, but.

Paige, leave it alone.

-Yeah, but Kate-- -Please.

If she calls, I'll tell her.

[machinery whirring]

-How is that honey? -Mm.

-Good. -Good, yeah.

I could stay here forever.

We are going to be here a few more days.

Thank you.

So, tense a little.

Tense a lot.

-We fix. -Good. Good.

Ah.

Mm. Oh.

[sighs]

Ah, yes.

Oh, that's good. Ow.

Ow, no, please stop.

Ow, you're hurting me. What?

Sorry, sis.

You just seemed all tied up in knots.

Gregory, what are you doing here?

I called him and told him to come.

Why did you do that?

Because I think we're in a little more trouble

than you're letting on.

You should have told her the truth.

She's not a kid anymore.

What's the truth?

That it wasn't just a message.

Yeah, it was.

It was a message for your mother

telling her not to sell me her shares.

-b*stard. -I don't understand.

Your mother will explain it all to you

on the drive back to town.

What drive back to town?

You'll be a lot better off, a lot safer

at my ranch near me.

Why don't you wipe that goo off your face?

Besides, I want to talk to your mother in private.

You know, you're in serious trouble

and holing up in a joint like this is no escape.

So what do you suggest?

You need help, I'm willing to provide it.

-What's the price? -Your shares.

How can I do that?

Selling those shares is exactly what they warned me not to do.

They will k*ll Katie the next time.

They're not going to k*ll Kate. once you sell me the shares

they're gonna be through with you, they're gonna have

no other use for you.

Then they're gonna come after you.

Well, I could use a little excitement in my life.

Gregory, I am not gonna risk that.

Holding on to your shares

is not going to guarantee that they'll leave me alone.

I don't know.

Maybe we can come up with a deal.

No deals.

Sign your shares over to me

or I'm going to take Kate under my wing.

And leave you hanging out there for target practice.

-You're bluffing. Yeah. -You think I'm bluffing?

Well, if you think that I'm bluffing

then why don't you just go ahead and test me?

[scoffs]

All right.

All right, all right.

You want the shares, you got them.

Maybe I should call the fraulein.

You're feeling a little tense.

[scoffs]

That's one way of putting it.

[suspenseful music]

-You are late. -What's the emergency?

This is your big chance, detective.

What's up?

You said you can control Page Matheson?

Then get her out of the Sumner Group.

Why?

Because if you don't I'll have to k*ll her.

We have personnel and video monitoring

access routes and perimeter. You guys have the cushy job.

Just take care of the ladies.

The guys we're watching for world class hitters.

So be alert. Front entry, zone 1 surveillance.

Zone 2 surveillance. And Ernie, you take direct monitoring.

Any questions? Hit it.

-How do I find Schillace? -He's at his restaurant.

It's only 7 o'clock. You think he's got an early bird special?

He lives in an apartment upstairs. I'll take you there.

Let me finish dressing and then we'll go.

All right.

[eerie music]

Honey, honey. You've barely eaten anything.

No, I'm not hungry. Mom I see you later.

You don't think you're leaving this house, do you?

Yes, I do. I talked to Uncle Greg

and I'm taking Ernie with me.

I don't care if General Schwarzkopf

were looking after you. You are not leaving this house.

Mom, I really don't think you're in any position

to be giving me orders.

Well, honey, I...

[sighs]

[knocks on the door]

Yes, yes, yes.

[Anne]-Nick! Nick! -Yes!

[Anne] Nick, open the door.

Hold on, will you? I'm coming.

You gotta get out of here.

-No, you gotta get-- -Calm down.

-What's going on? -Don't tell me to calm down.

Greg's on his way over here and he's going to ask

some very embarrassing questions

and this time the gloves come off.

-About the horse? -Not the horse.

He found Claudia. I don't know what she said to him

but he's moved her and her daughter into the ranch

with a small army around them.

-Damn. -What is this about Nick?

It's just a small misunderstanding.

Oh, that explains everything.

Greg Sumner does not move his sister

into the house under armed guard

because of a small misunderstanding.

There is a very simple explanation.

I'm sure there is, but you don't have time.

You got to get out of here and you'll need some cash.

-Oh, Anna. -Save it, Nick.

Just get out of here, quick. Oh, my God. Here he is.

-We gotta get out of here. -No, no no, this way.

Through the wine cellar, go. Go.

[police siren wailing]

Schillace is here?

I don't know, Mr. Sumner. I just got here myself.

You don't mind if we look around?

Of course not.

You know my name. Have we met?

Everyone knows Gregory Sumner.

I don't know you, but I wish I did.

I'm Vanessa Hunt.

-I work for Nick. -Oh, that's too bad.

-He's not upstairs, Mr. Sumner. -We'll check the cellar.

-You got keys to the cellar? -Yeah.

Go, go, go!

Come on. Come on. Keep going. Keep going.

Keep going.

Ooh! Oh, the stench!

-This is your garbage? -Anna, please.

It's from the sushi place next door.

Come on. Stay there.

Let me check outside.

Let's go, let's go! Come on.

No sign of them.

I guess your boss has flown the coop.

If he should come back...

You'll be the first to know.

Or if you should

think of some place he may have gone.

I'll need a number.

This is my private number.

You can call me anytime, day or night.

Thank you.

I'm just going to grab a couple of things

then we'll go, okay, Ernie?

Sure Miss Whittaker.

-Just a minute, fella. -Hey, who are you?

It's okay. It's his office.

Kate.

Who's this guy? What's going on?

It's just a precaution. They think the people that tried

to run me off the road may try something else.

Where have you been?

I went away with my mom.

I've been trying to reach you.

Why are you clearing out your dust?

Because I can't work here anymore.

Kate, come on, we can get past this.

Gary, it wouldn't be comfortable.

Kate, come on.

Gary, please don't say anything, okay?

Look, I don't know what I was thinking.

I know that you're living a horrible tragedy

and as long as you're going through it,

I have no right to make any demands on you.

But I cannot keep standing on the outside looking in

because I feel like I'm some intruder

and everything I do

makes me feel guilty.

Ernie, can you give me a hand with this?

Thanks.

Kate.

Why should you feel guilty?

Because I want things from you.

I know I shouldn't, but I do.

I want love and I want attention and I want affection.

God, sometimes I just...

I want to have fun and I want to tease you

and be able to lean over

and whisper something indecent in your ear.

But I have to stop myself

because I know that I have no right to intrude.

I need you in my life, Kate.

It's not the right time now, Gary.

I'm sorry.

[sad music]

-Paige, I got to talk to you. -Tom, what are you doing here?

I got to talk to you. Let's go in your office.

-I can't. Greg's back. -What does that mean?

Claudia's selling in her shares

and he's coming back with both barrels blazing.

Listen, I don't care about the shares.

I don't care about Sumner. I don't care about this company.

I've got to talk to you. It's very important.

Hey, Matheson.

I'm back and I'm bad to the bone.

Oh, brother.

Hey, blow off the flat foot

and come on to the meeting.

You'll find it interesting.

Later.

We're going to involve Pollard's Semiconductor

in a joint venture on our new microchip.

The hell we will.

Did you ever master fractions, Greg?

Actually, I never did like messing with small numbers.

Or maybe you can grasp this. You control 1/3 of the shares

and I control 2/3 of the shares

which means that you can't buy a paper clip unless I approve.

My mistake, I thought you were interested in making a buck.

Well, if you come up with a good idea

I won't hold its source against it.

In that event, Mortski, give it a rap.

Yes, Sir. Mr. Sumner and I have--

Mort. You know that parking space

you've been coveting?

Forget it. Continue.

Can't argue with the new math, Mortski.

So you want to resume the Hatcher project

with Burton Biotech?

I've seen the future and it's profitable.

Oh, I guess you haven't heard, Greg.

We abandoned that project three months ago.

The chief research man said it couldn't be done.

Well, you put the wrong guy in charge of research.

My guy makes a very strong case, if you turn the page two there,

you'll see that we can turn a profit in three years.

If you'd like...

Mort can turn the page for Your Highness?

Well, I could use the exercise. Thanks.

[doorbell ringing]

-Gary. -Mack, when'd you get back?

-A little while ago. You okay? -Yeah.

-How was the fishing? -Great.

But I had to buy this 12 pound salmon.

What are we doing for dinner?

Mack! I was hoping I'd find you.

How did you know I was back?

I called your office and Peggy told me.

How you doing, Gary?

I'm going to put this in the fridge.

Come on in.

-What's up? -Paige. What else?

Someone wants her out of the Sumner Group. Bad.

So bad that they'll do whatever it takes to get her out.

What do you mean? Whatever it takes?

I mean whatever it takes.

Also, I think this could be related

to the accident with Kate and Gary's kids,

What is the police doing about it?

They don't know anything about it

and until you've got something concrete

they don't want to hear it.

My work has been extracurricular.

-That's why I need you. -Tell me.

Well. I want to be Paige's bodyguard



-She'll never let you. -I know that.

That's why I need you.

Would you keep up?

-Please? -I hate this place.

Anna, I'm hiding out. I can't check into the Beverly Wilshire.

I have a friend here who can help us, okay?

All right. So what's the story?

Well, do you remember a couple of years ago

when I was telling you about this man?

Anna, run run! Go!

We're not after her, Nick.

Let go.

[grunting]

[grunting]

Nick, you imbecile.

I wanted to believe you have a brain, Nick.

Now you see how badly I've been disappointed?

I told you what to do and how to do it,

but you failed to follow instructions.

A bit of financial advice, Nick.

I'd be bullish on life insurance.

-Still sucking up Mortski. -Oh, yeah.

[suspenseful music]

[screams]

Hello, Vanessa.

Mr. Treadwell.

I've missed you.

-Yeah. -Mr. Sumner.

-You're working late, huh? -Last delivery of the day.

[g*nsh*t]

Paige.

Mack.

-When did you get back? -This afternoon.

-Hi. -Hi.

Come on, I'll take you for a drink.

Oh, yeah, I'd love to go but I have to go

to a business dinner.

Did getting away help?

Well, you know, you can get away but you can't get away.

Listen, this is really important.

Have you spoken to Karen?

Yeah, a couple of times.

But it didn't change anything.

-I was talking to Tom. -Mack.

Go to New York and bring her back.

-Not now. -Why not?

Tom was waiting for me when I got home.

Said that you were in danger.

-I can take care of myself. -Not this time.

These are really bad guys that are trying

to control your company.

Yeah, well, they're out of luck.

Now, are you going to go to New York?

Tom wants to watch you 24 hours a day.

Are you serious?

Either he's going to watch, or I am.

All right, I'll let him watch me

if you go to New York.

I don't know.

Mack, you and Karen have

what everyone is desperately trying to find.

It's worth saving.

[sights]

I still have my suitcase in the car

and I can catch the red eye.

-Be careful. -Hey, have a safe trip.

And good luck.

[cellphone ringing]

Hello.

What? Is he all right?

-Is Greg all right? -Yeah, he's over here.

He had a bulletproof vest on him.

-Who did it? -We don't know yet.

-Are you all right? -Yeah.

Thanks to my new chest, see the vest?

So, have you found the guy?

We're hunting, but I've got a hunch

we're not going to find him.

Did you get a good look at them?



Have you seen him before?

Nope.

I'm going to take Mr. Sumner down

to look at the picture books.

Are you sure you're all right?

I'm peachy.

I want you to start looking into some security.

Yeah, I already have.

Okay, be careful. Mortski.

Hey, what kind of security arrangements have you made?

The ones that you and Mack discussed

but let's just find somebody else, okay?

Where are you off to?

I have a business dinner.

Well, until I find somebody else,

you are stuck with me.

-Okay? -Okay.

What are you doing here?

I want to talk.

Gary, please.

Just hear what I have to say, okay?

Okay.

Can we lose these guys?

We'll be fine. Thanks.

Look, about what you said today, it's true.

-I know. -And I'm sorry.

Gary, you don't have to apologize.

It's just... the way things are.

No. Not anymore. That's what I'm trying to say.

Kate.

I'm guilty too.

Mutual guilt.

Quite a basis for a reconciliation, huh?

[laughs]

-That's not funny. -Well, I don't know.

It's something in common, you know, like love of theater.

Or Vietnamese food.

I missed you while you went away.

I wasn't gone very long.

Yeah, but I did miss you.

A lot.

Gary, I wish... I want things to be different

but you haven't given me any reason.

I am different.

I know what I want now.

[sad music]

I wanna believe that. I don't know if I can believe that.

You can.

And the next time you want to whisper

something indecent in my ear.

please do.

You better be sure about that.

Oh, I am, believe me.

[laughs]

By the way I don't like Vietnamese.

[groaning]

Okay, Nick, talk.

Oh, that hurts. Easy, easy.

You better start talking, or it's gonna hurt

a lot worse than that.

-What have you dragged me into? -I tried to warn you off.

Yeah, you didn't try too hard.

[groaning]

Who are these people?

It's a man named Treadwell.

and some of his business associates.

What kind of business are they in?

Assassinations?

Yeah.

Among others.

What does he want?

Take over the Summer Group.

Is that why you took up with Claudia?

[screaming in pain]

-So sorry. -Of course.

-You didn't think I? -No, I didn't think.

Nick.

Your poor lovely face.

How did we get in so deep?

I don't know.

But at least we're in it together.

Thank you.

You're serious about this?

Well, there is another solution.

Sell your shares back to Sumner.

Are you crazy?

The only reason you're important to these people, Paige

is because you control the Sumner Group.

Now. sell your shares and they'll leave you alone.

I am not quitting.

It's a business, okay?

-Yeah. -Take your money.

Buy another business.

You know, that would be like painting a target on Sumner?

Yeah, a nice, big fat one as a matter of fact.

-Come this way. -My car is over here.

Not anymore. We're keeping it in the police garage

until this is over.

Well, how am I supposed to get home?

You're not staying at your place.

-It's too risky. -Well, what am I supposed to do?

Stay at the women's house of detention?

-No, you stay at my place. -Oh, no.

Don't flatter yourself.

I want to make sure nothing happens.

Now I've got a couch and a separate bedroom.

It's all yours. Come on.

Come on.

Does it have a lock and key?

-What's been going on here? -It's been quiet.

Mr. Sumner.

Mr. Tubor would like to speak with you.

-Who? -Mort.

Mort? That's his name, Tubor?

Mortski, what's up?

Well, I got a call

from the head of computer systems at Burton.

There's a virus crashing the database.

-How bad is it? -They don't know yet.

Has it gotten to our research on the Hatcher project?

-We don't know. -We'll find out and let me know.

I did it.

You?

Nick tried to give me the disc. I refused it.

The next day Kate had her accident.

I would have done anything after that.

Why Burton?

I didn't ask questions.

These guys are starting to tick me off.

Pretty comfortable that couch.

Oh, yeah, it's great.

If you like sleeping with springs in your back?

-Find everything you need. -Yeah.

Thanks.

Listen, you can give me a list of the things you need

from your place. I'll have it picked up in the morning.

You still care about me, don't you?

More than life itself.

So what's all this about then?

Guarding me around the clock? Giving me your bed?

Or are you just an honest cop doing his job?

That's all it is.

Excuse me.

What are you doing? Huh?

I'm gonna go get a drink of water.

-Hey. -What?

Who are we kidding, huh?

[romantic music]

[knocks on the door]

[knocks on the door]

I don't care.

What? Who is it?

[Vanessa] It's Vanessa.

Tom, I'm so glad you hear, this...

Vanessa, this is...

Yeah, I see.

Excuse me?

Vanessa, Vanessa. Wait, wait...

Vanessa, Wait a minute.

I'm sorry, Paige. Vanessa.

Vanessa.

[doorbell ringing]

-Ask who it is. -Who is it?

-Daddy. -Daddy?

-I didn't know you was coming. -Hey, I didn't know either.

-Hi, Mack. -Hi.

-Are we going home? -Well, we'll see.

Meg,

-Daddy and I have to talk. -Yeah.

-I need to talk too. -Well...

Daddy and I have to go first.

Why you don't go to the other room

and finish your drawing okay?

Are you guys going to yell at each other?

-Of course... not. -No.

Call me if you need me.

[dramatic music]

You, um...

came without a coat.

Yeah, can you believe it?

And it's so cold.

Yeah.

Karen, look, I went over the top.

Because I was scared, and I shut you out.

I just couldn't stop the talk.

I had to act. I had to keep moving.

It was the only way I knew how to keep breathing.

We're wounded.

But I want to fix it.

And we can't fix it if we're 3000 miles apart.

Karen.

I love you.

And I think you love me.

God knows we love that kid.

If it's broken...

we can fix it.

We're worth it, aren't we?

Aren't we?

The latest from Burton is not very good.

-Would you get off my back? -I'm sorry.

I promised Tom and Mack

I'd take a shift keeping an eye on you.

I'll keep an eye on her this shift.

I'll be just outside.

Go on, Mort.

As I was saying, the latest from Burton is not very good.

The virus is much more sophisticated

than I've ever experienced. Nothing seems to work.

And what about the Hatcher project data?

It's going down in flames.

I think it's time for the General to visit the front.

Mortski rev up the corporate engines.

Yeah, there's no need to do that, Mort.

It's already been prepped.

But you're right, the General doesn't need to go to the front.

And that's where I intend to go. You want to hit your ride?

-You're more than welcome. -What's next?

We change the name to the Matheson Group?

Good thinking. Stick around, you could go far.

Okay, guys, I think we're all set. Let's go.

[eerie music]

Now I remember, why I let you live, Vanessa.

[telephone rings]

-Any problems? -Not a one.

-Are you still at the airport? -Yeah.

When is it set to detonate?





Just as they're settling in for martinis.

What do you think you're doing?

Getting dressed.

Hey, Pete. How's it going?

Lousy. Paige gave me the slip.

What? How?

She was complaining all day.

She slipped into an office.

I waited outside. She never came back.

-Pete. Damn it. -Hey, Tom.

If somebody doesn't want to be protected

there's nothing we can do about it.

Well, do you know where she went at least?

Some guy named Mort said she was flying to Oregon.

-What flight? -Her own.

They got their own corporate jet.

-Oh, right. Of course. -Flies out of Howell Airport.

Out of Howell. All right, thanks.

[telephone rings]

-Ryan. -Tom, it's Vanessa.

Where-- where did you go? I tried to catch you last night.

-I'm with Treadwell. -Where are you?

-I'm coming to get you. - Just listen.

-He's planting a b*mb. -Where?

Well, I don't know exactly, but it's in an airplane

and it's set to go off in about 10 minutes.

Vanessa, tell me where you are.

I'm in the hotel.

Vanessa.

Is there someone else?

Welcome aboard, folks.

Good to be here.

Is this Howell Airport?

Just like old times.

-You wish. -Can I get you something?

No thanks.

I think we ought to have a bottle of champagne

Of course.

Well, I thought you might like

to help me celebrate my demotion.

-Security. -Yeah, this is Detective Ryan.

Police Department badge number 1- 9- 8- 7 -1 -2.

You've got a b*mb on one of your planes.

-Which plane do you know? -It's a corporate jet.

It's carrying the two people who run the Sumner group.

[tense music]

Here's looking at you, kid.

Hang on. I'll call the tower.

Wait, wait, Wait, wait, wait. Listen.

You got to make sure the tower knows

that the b*mb is set to detonate

in exactly 8 minutes.

Hang on. Tower. Tower, come in.

This is security emergency.

Come on. Come on.

What's going on? Did you catch him?

It's too late. They've already taken off.

[theme music]