05x23 - Finishing Touches

[bunniefuu]

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[indistinct radio chatter]

[radio chattering continues]

He would wind up back on this ranch some day.

[sighs] You know, I gave Conrad and Kellin the report.

It doesn't make much sense, you know.

Never does.

Talk to you later.

[somber music]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Oh.

What happened here?

Mack?

What're you doing out here? What happened?

-[Mack] Hi, Val. -Hi.

W-What's going on? What happened?

-Uh, we've had an accident. -What do you mean?

-Val, there's been an accident. -What do you mean?

-I just happened to be here. -Who's been hurt?

Who is it, Mack?

-Who is it that? -It's Gray. He's dead.

-Val, come on up to the house. -[screams] No!

-No! -Val! Be careful, Val!

Hey, there, stop! Let me in there! Stop!

Stop! Stop! Stop it!

Stop! No, Gary! No! No!

No! No!

-Stop! -[screams] No!

[Val screaming]

I have to stop off at my place

and pick up some things for the next couple of days.

Damn.

Maybe the phone's off the hook.

Laura.

I still can't believe it.

Yeah.

I'm not sure that I know what to do.

You'll know when the time comes.

Just being there to help with Olivia and Brian

would mean a lot.

Who's gonna tell Abby?

Mack.

-Mack, give up. -Abby, listen to me.

No, you listen to me.

- I'm tired of you coming arou-- -You don't understand.

I understand that I'm not gonna help you go after--

Abby, I didn't come here to talk about them.

Well, what do you want then?

I just came from the ranch.

[somber music]

Sit down, Abby.

Come on, sit down.

It's Gary. He's been shot.

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

Abby, the police are doing everything they can.

Abby?

Mrs. MacKenzie.

Mr. MacKenzie.

Yeah, I just told her.

Tell you the truth, I don't know how she took it.

No, not now.

I've gotta go downtown to identify the body, formally.

Yeah, then I'll be home.

I do, too.

All the way over here, I was trying to remember.

Trying to remember his last words to me, and I'm...

God, it's so stupid. I don't believe it.

She said he was just walking or riding or something.

I don't know, just doing nothing.

And imagine just walking across your front lawn and...

I just don't believe it.

I'm really scared, you know.

You b*stard.

-I'm sorry about Gary. -You're sorry?

You said you'd take care of things, didn't you?

Is this the way you do it?

Is this the way

you and Wolfbridge take care of things?

Calm down.

It was St. Claire, wasn't it?

It was you and St. Claire.

You don't know what you're talking about.

You're makin' dangerous accusations,

serious accusations.

You're calling people murderers.

[grunts]

I'm calling us murderers.

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[Diana] Cathy!

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

It's alright.

-You're leaving? -Yeah.

Well, can I talk to you for a minute before you go?

I wanted to ask you about Gary.

What happened?

I'll see ya.

You won't tell me?

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You've been crying, whatever for?

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[Frank] A single entry appearing

approximately one and one and a half inches

above the ear of the victim.

Hemorrhage, massive.

[sneezes]

Oh, I'm gonna die in here.

Cranium, shattered.

Death, most certainly immediate.

-Hey, Frank. -Oh, terrific.

Look, Frank, we hate to bother ya.

-But... -A couple of quick questions.

-You guys a new team? -Yeah, sort of.

What do we have here?

-What do you want? -Amateur or pro?

Oh, give me a break.

Come on, how far away do you think the g*nman was, Frank?

I haven't figured that out yet.

Well, why don't you take a guess?

A what?

Guess, Frank.

Mack, the b*llet entered

from the center of the back of the head.

It couldn't have been a more direct hit.

Now, judging from the entry wound

and the path the b*llet took in the skull,

I'd say the g*nman wasn't more than 40 yards away.

What did I tell you? Too close for a pro.

Too perfect for an amateur, Frank.

Full report in the morning, huh, Frank?

What do you think, huh?

-No such luck. -Try.

[sneezes]

-Take care of that cold, Frank. -Thanks.

Talk to you in the morning.

[Val] I remember the first night we stayed in this place.

I fell asleep on the couch

right there waiting for him to come home.

Oh, God, that seems like a long time ago.

And then I threw him out with all...

all he owned, all his mama's furniture,

all... all his clothes, all his things.

I... I redesigned, I redecorated, I redid,

I-I rejected everything in this house

that made me think of him.

I changed everything in this house.

Except me.

But this house has never really been without him

because I've never been without him.

And I know now I never will.

[door closes]

Oh, Ray.

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[birds chirping]

[ducks quacking]

Olivia.

Honey.

It's time to come in.

Honey, we've got to talk.

You and Brian and me.

[sighs] Baby.

Olivia, honey, I know how you feel.

I feel the same way.

We've got to talk. Brian's got a lot of questions.

[Abby sighs]

You could stay out

for a little while longer if you want.

Diana's... gonna come and stay with us for a while.

We're all gonna have dinner tonight early.

Olivia.

Honey.

Please don't stay out so long.

I'm gonna need you.

For what?

-What'd you say, honey? -I said for what?

You need me for what?

I need you to be with me.

I need you to help me now.

Help you?

You want me to help you?

Help you do what?

[screams] Help you do what?

-Honey. Honey. -Do what?

Honey, it's gonna be alright.

I'm in now.

Oh, Gary!

-Oh, God. -Oh, Gary.

-Gary! -Baby.

Gary! Why?

Honey, don't stand up in the boat.

-Why, Gary? -Honey, sit down.

-Be careful. -Gary!

Olivia, sit down.

-Gary, why? -Olivia, sit down!

-Why? -Olivia!

Olivia. Honey.

[Olivia sobbing]

Oh, honey. I got you, darling.

It's alright, Olivia. It's alright.

It's alright. I got you. I got you.

[Olivia sobbing]

Come on, now.

Shh. I got you.

[Olivia sobbing] Oh, Gary!

[Olivia crying]

[Abby] Shh. Shh. Okay.

Oh, it's alright. Okay.

I got you, honey.

[Olivia sobbing]

[coughing]

-[sobbing] Why? -It's okay.

It's alright.

[sobbing]

[indistinct chatter]

It's alright. Shh.

[Olivia sobbing]

Honey, it's alright. Oh, baby.

Oh.

Oh, mommy.

It, um, sounds odd,

but our statistics indicate

that this shouldn't have any adverse effect

on his chances for survival.

Just what does that mean?

It, uh...

It means that after this many days

without a sighting, two things can happen.

Either Ben will make it out of the jungle on his own,

or, uh, or our troops will find him

already behind enemy lines.

Or he'll die.

An official open search will not only endanger his life,

but it will risk many lives as well.

From this point on, we have to conduct the search

on an unofficial, informal basis.

Informal?

A man's life is at stake,

and you're gonna deal with it

on an unofficial, informal basis?

You're making it sound

much worse than it really is.

I'm making it sound worse?

You just told us that you're giving up.

Have you said that so often, you don't feel it anymore?

I'd go there myself if I thought it would help.

I'm sorry.

What are his chances?

[man] I don't know.

Uh-huh.

They're all set to meet us in the morning.

Okay.

Okay, thank you.

Thank you very much.

Would you rather stay here?

I can go by myself.

And if I have any problems, I can always call you up.

No, honey, I don't wanna put this burden on you.

It's not a burden.

I'm here to help you.

So why don't you just let me do that, okay?

-Thank you. -Okay.

Dinner?

No, Mrs. Ewing. There's someone who's--

I hate to intrude at a time like this.

-Then why did you? -Shh.

Come in.

Oh, if you don't need me, I'll be with the kids.

Well, could I fix you a drink?

I'm on duty.

What did you find?

I didn't come here with answers. I've come here with questions.

-Questions? For me? -Uh-huh.

-I wasn't a witness. -You're a suspect.

-I am? -Everyone is.

What can I tell you?

Well, for starters, maybe you can tell me

about your business relationship with the Wolfbridge Group

and if they had anything to do with you hiring a m*rder*r

by the name of Cathy Geary.

Mommy.

I came here to talk,

and I'm going home 10 pounds heavier.

Well, I'm glad you did.

-Gained ten pounds. -No, talk.

It's not always easy around here.

Well, it was easy tonight.

-Oh. -Excuse me.

Hello?

[Greg] Catch you at a bad time?

-[kid] How? -Uh, for what?

Anything you'd like.

Actually, yes.

-You okay? -Yeah. I'm fine.

You sure? I know it's been a rough day for ya.

What with Abby and Gary and all.

Well, it's been hard on everybody.

Especially on my kids.

As we speak, they're hurling ice cream at each other.

Oh. Well, I'll let you go.

Guess it was a bad time.

Okay. Buh-bye.

[kid] What a bum rap.

I wasn't doing anything.

I think your mom was just trying to get off the phone.

It's still a bum rap.

Oh, that was great.

-I should really go, though. -No, you don't have to go.

I'm gonna have to work out forever to get this weight off.

Oh, come on. Why don't you just stay here?

We have a guest room,

and it's better than any motel in Knots Landing, believe me.

It's late.

Kids, we want her to stay, right?

-Right. -Yay.

We do.

I should have asked Val and Lilimae to join us.

I wasn't even thinking.

Karen, now take it easy on yourself.

It's better off this way.

You know, we all need time alone.

Come on, you guys, you gotta eat something.

First Ben and then Gary.

[Karen] It's Val I'm worried about.

Just, this stress is unbelievable.

We'll see her through this. We're all in this together.

Did you hear a shot, Mack?

Yeah.

What'd you see? Did you see anything?

No.

And he called me.

He was upset, more than upset, he was scared.

He said he needed to talk to me right away,

and by the time I got there...

"Only give the blue food until Monday to group A..."

[mumbles]

"Then switch to red."

Red is right here.

...season for growing flowering plants.

Switch the fertilizer. Wait a minute.

Switch the fertilizer. Why don't we switch the fertilizer?

[mumbling]

Switch the fertilizer...

Switch the fertilizer. [mumbling] Oh, God!

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I can't...

[sobbing]

...anything...

[sobbing continues]

Honey...

-Oh, honey. -No.

[indistinct]

I can't do anything.

Shh...

-I can't do anything. -Shh.

I know. Shh.

I know.

Shh...

[sobbing]

[birds chirping]

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

[birds chirping]

I'm sorry to have kept waiting.

Oh, that's alright. I, uh...

I was just looking at your, uh, beautiful place.

I'm afraid I don't have a lot of time.

This isn't gonna take very much time.

I just want to tell you how very sorry I am.

-You don't have to. -I mean for everything.

Val, why did you come here?

Because I had to.

Not for my sake.

No.

For Gary's.

For Gary's?

I know how much he loved you.

-Do you? -Yes.

And I know that you must love him very much.

No, no.

You don't know anything.

I know how much pain you're in right now.

I share that with you.

Oh, no.

I won't let you share my pain.

You have no right to share my pain.

Gary's dead.

And I'm his widow.

Not you. Me.

You're nothing to him.

Absolutely nothing.

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"Supermarket clerk, receptionist, waitress."

"Gas station attendant." I haven't done that yet.

You don't sound like you're much in a mood

to look for a job, huh?

I'm not in the mood for anything.

Maybe I should just leave town and go back where I belong.

Oh, come on. That's not the answer either.

[doorbell rings]

-Morrison. -Miss Avery.

What can we do for you?

Hard to find a job, huh?

How many people like hiring ex-cons?

-What is it you want? -Answers. Downtown.

What's going on?

-I guess she doesn't know, huh? -Know what?

That your friend here spent some time

in an Arkansas prison.

So I figured being an expert in matters like that,

you could shed some light on Gary's m*rder.

-It wasn't my fault. -Right.

It wasn't anybody's fault. It never is.

You just happened to be standing

over the body of a dead man with a hole in his head.

And you just happened to have the m*rder weapon in your hand.

So they sent her up for second degree m*rder,

but she got out after four years or something

for I don't know, for good behavior.

Not only that. Her ex-husband skipped town

and they got a warrant out for his arrest.

Seems he got in some fight with Gary

and threatened to k*ll him

I'll tell ya it's-it's-it's unbelievable.

You're relieved, aren't you?

You can save yourself a lot of grief in the future

if you just trust me.

The Wolfbridge Group is a bunch of rough guys,

but they're not crazy.

You don't wanna let Abby scare you

into thinking something else.

-I missed you last night. Yeah. -Yeah?

[knock on door]

Come in.

Tom. I'll be right with you.

-Duty calls. -Mm-hmm? Will you call me later?

I'll call. I'll howl.

[door closes]

Your timing is really lousy, you know.

[Mack] I have no choice.

I'm trying to plan a funeral here.

Does that make any difference to you?

Abby, with your help we can prove who k*lled Gary.

Oh, go with the cops then.

But you know the answers, Abby.

I don't even know what time it is.

You can help me.

-I can't even pick out a carpet! -Why won't you help me?

Because I don't wanna help you!

-This might not have happened. -Oh, Mack, just get outta here.

Hey, wait a minute.

You don't even care who k*lled him.

No, I don't care who k*lled him.

-What difference does it make? -Hey, Abby.

He's dead!

Nobody can change that.

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I'm so sorry.

I, uh, lost my temper with Mack.

Would you apologize to him for me?

-Sure. -Thanks.

[exhales]

[somber music]

I've explained to them

that it was an unusually difficult campaign.

That your opponent made a better run out of it

than anyone expected.

I told them it took a lot out of you.

Otherwise you never would have have made such a mess of things.

Me?

Funny, but it was a good test in a way.

They can see now how effective you are

at solving problems under pressure.

Yeah, and I can see how they solve problems also.

They're hoping that after you've had a rest

your touch will return.

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

It's alright. It's alright.

Just what are we talkin' about here?

I am a politician, I negotiate my way out of trouble!

I don't sh**t my way out of trouble.

The hell you think this is? The wild west?

Ever since the first day history was recorded,

Untimely deaths have been

as much a part of politics as kissing babies.

This is a frightening conversation

we're having here, pal.

A rest will give you more perspective.

Arrangements have been made for you and your wife

to travel to Hawaii for two weeks.

On them of course.

Jane's very excited. She's packed already.

Seeing as how your plane leaves in the morning,

I'll say goodbye now.

Aloha.

[somber music]

[man] Hey...

-How about some coffee? -Yeah, that'd be nice.

Cream, sugars?

Uh, just black will be fine.

Alright.

-Here you go. -Thanks.

-How you doing? -I'm alright.

You can go ahead if you want.

Alright, he should be here any minute now.

-Sorry, I'm late. Thanks. -Papers are on the table.

This isn't gonna be easy, is it? So what do we got?

[St. Claire] I hope you realize how unusual it is for me

to be summoned away from my dinner. Mrs. Ewing.

Well, it was summon you or summon the police?

Get to the point.

-Ask him to leave. -No.

Well, maybe you can still make dessert.

Tom.

Mr. St. Claire, the police have been coming around

asking me a lot of questions.

They wanna know all about my...

my business associates.

I tell them only what I think they should know.

I figure my business is none of theirs.

But they suspect everyone there.

They're police, of course, they have to.

One minute they suspect me, the next minute...

they suspect you.

Now, I know how ridiculous it is to suspect me

because I didn't k*ll Gary.

But I have no idea how ridiculous it is

to suspect anyone else.

Mr. St. Claire, I loved my husband.

You may find that hard to believe.

I've had my affairs.

I've skimmed profits off the top.

A lot of things, but I did those things for me.

I never did them to hurt him,

because I loved him.

He counted in my life.

So I'm not gonna rest until I settle the score.

Let's get one thing straight, Mrs. Ewing.

I don't care if he counted.

I don't care that he was k*lled.

I have no sympathy for you and I have no fear of you.

If you want something to count on,

count yourself lucky that you're the one who's rich,

and he's the one who's dead.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[somber music]

I'm not very good at funerals. I don't know what to say.

So I thought I'd pay my respects in private,

and I still don't know what to say.

[Abby] You don't have to say anything.

I've gotta go out of town for a few days.

I thought maybe when I got back,

we could, uh, go to dinner or something.

I'd like that.

Going to Sacramento?

Where else?

It's gonna be alright.

[Karen] I don't want her to go to this.

Lilimae doesn't want her to go to this.

But will Val listen?

Sometimes she's so damn stubborn.

She's stubborn?

[sighs] Well...

You know more than anyone how much she loved that guy.

How can she stay home, huh?

Oh, Mack.

[sighs] You're right.

Sure I'm right.

You finish up here, and I'll check on the boys.

Mack?

I love you.

You look so nice.

How long will you be?

Just a few hours, honey.

Are you sad?

Uh-huh.

Me too.

Look, it's gonna be okay.

You know, it's gonna be alright.

[somber music]

Come back.

Please.

Please come back to me.

[Lilimae] Valene?

Coming, mama.

[somber music]

[birds chirping]

Val?

Val? Oh, Val.

I can't even get my arms around you.

You little stinker.

-Are you okay? -I guess I am.

Are you okay?

And the baby's okay?

[whispering] It's gonna be babies. I'm having twins.

How'd you do that? That's great.

I can double my babysitting fees.

Cutie. I missed you so very much.

We'll work that out.

[indistinct chatter]

[birds chirping]

-Hi, Cathy. -Hi.

Uh, Cathy, uh, well we know how much you cared for Gary.

We just wanted you to know how bad we feel.

Thanks. I know how much Gary loved you guys too.

I'll tell you this sure got my wife spooked.

We haven't slept a night since, since Gary died.

No one will.

Until they catch the guy who did it.

They'll catch him.

I'll see you guys later, alright?

[indistinct chatter]

-Hi. -Hi. How are you?

Listen, Laura, uh something you should know.

I never k*lled anyone.

I, uh, I married this guy when I was a teenager

that I would have done anything for

including serving time.

And, well, I can fill you in on the details some other time,

but, uh, well I was thinking...

I mean, it must have frightened you

thinking there was a k*ller

spending the night in your house

and I-I feel really bad about it.

So the police are really looking for your husband?

Yeah, actively. Miss Geary, I'm afraid

you're gonna have to come with me.

-But can't wait till after this? -No, now.

[somber music]

Cathy?

Dinner will be at 7:00.

[indistinct chatter]

Karen, Diana has been a big help.

You should be very proud of her.

She loves her Aunt Abby.

-She loves her mother too. -I know.

Abby, we're family.

If I can help... I want to.

Thank you.

[Olivia] Aunt Karen?

Oh, honey.

Val's gonna have twins.

I know.

Mack, do you have a minute to talk?

Oh, sure. Sure, yeah.

Excuse us.

Valene, there's something I've gotta tell you about Gary.

You know, ordinarily, I-I don't interfere

with other people's business.

But I know that there was a period of time

when the two of you began seeing each other again.

He talked about you all the time.

I mean, he was so happy.

But he was also afraid.

Afraid of what?

Afraid that the two of you could never be just friends.

He was afraid that as long as you held out hope,

that you would...

you would never live a life of your own,

that you would never be free.

He stood you up that last day at the coffee shop

and married Abby

because he wanted you to forget him.

But, you know, he... he married Abby

not because he loved Abby, but because he loved you.

[somber music]

I think I have some information that could help you.

Good. What made you change your mind?

Don't look a gift horse in the mouth.

If I had any proof, I'd go to the police.

Abby, if you can tell me anything.

It's just a hunch.

I can do wonders with a hunch, Abby.

Just protecting me would suffice.

Hey, nobody's gonna touch you.

Good. Then I'll think about it.

Wait a minute, what was that all about?

-We should start, Mrs. Ewing. -Good.

Yeah, we'll be with you in just a minute. Abby?

[somber music]

[Karen] What were you talking to Abby about?

I don't know.

She thought she knew why Gary was trying to call me.

-And? -She gave me some line.

What do you mean?

Well, she thought that Gary was upset with Greg Sumner

and wanted to talk to me about it.

-That's a line? -I think so.

I think Gary thought he was in danger.

He was trying to get a hold of me

but that's it, period.

Mack, if you're going to run around

trying to prove something...

Karen, I'm not.

Please, just don't. Don't get involved.

Karen, I'm involved as a material witness.

Not even that.

Don't worry about it.

I just don't want you to... play the hero, that's all.

I think we've learned that lesson.

Karen, there's a fine line

between being brave and being foolish.

And this is strictly cop work.

Don't you worry your pretty little face about it.

[birds chirping]

For everything, there is a season.

And a time for every matter under heaven.

A time to be born and a time to die.

A time to plant.

A time to pluck up what has been planted.

A time to k*ll

and a time to heal.

A time to break down

and the time to build up.

A time to weep

and a time to laugh.

A time to mourn

and a time to dance.

A time to cast away stones

and a time to gather stones together.

A time to embrace.

And a time to refrain from embracing.

A time to seek and a time to lose.

A time to keep and a time to cast away.

A time to rend and a time to sew.

A time to keep silence and a time to speak.

A time to love and a time to hate.

A time for w*r and a time for peace.

[somber music]

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