The Finder (2012) s01e01 Episode Script

Walter! The truth? You found it.
Yeah, it was fine while I'm looking for it.
It's back to nature, like world turning and Internet porn.
I told you I'd give you 10 grand to find it, and I meant it.
Leo takes care of the money.
I take care of the finding.
Can I tell my man John it's a sure thing he's gonna get his favorite guitar back? Sure thing on the sure thing.
When? Come by the end of the earth tomorrow night and pick it up.
Huh? Oh! I will.
All right.
All right.
Positive, huh? - You won't disappoint him.
- Yeah.
I got to swing by and pick it up.
Easy pie.
Ladies and gentlemen, one of the greatest singer-songwriters, and pop singers of all time Mr.
John Fogerty.
Why am I here, Leo? Because I saw a win-win opportunity for all of us.
I'm gonna need my gun, aren't I? Stop it! Need some help! I need some help! Need some help! Shoot him, Isabel.
Shoot him now! U.
S.
Marshal.
Drop your weapon.
- Shoot him! - Why? He dropped his weapon.
He killed my robot! You're Sol Skelly No, I'm not.
Grand theft, bond jumping, escape.
Kiss the floor.
Keep your hands flat.
Does this make up for when Walter got you suspended? I'll let you know.
Some folks are born made to wave the flag ooh, they're red, white, and blue but when the band plays "Hail to the Chief" ooh, they point the Cannon at you it ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes ooh, they send you down to war but when you ask them, "how much should we give?" oh, they only answer, "more, more, more" it ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one What's up? Hey, a person.
Can you advise me, please, is this looking glass key? Unfortunately.
Great.
- I'm looking for end of the world bar.
- Ends of the earth.
Will you take me? For 10 bucks, and you got to pedal.
Oh.
Never thought I'd see this guitar again.
- Thanks for getting it back, Walter.
- Oh, yeah.
I figured someone like you could afford something that wasn't so battered.
Hey, man, a little respect.
All my songs are in that guitar.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Great.
Ooh, hey, can I keep that pick? Souvenir.
All right.
I owe you one, boys.
See you, John.
This is Cooper.
His car broke down near that place where cars always break down.
Nice haircut.
Military school? Yes, sir.
Bowen Point.
I'm looking for Major Walter Sherman.
You going to military school in the fall? West point? Ah, no.
Air Force Academy? How did you know? You got that annoying flyboy squint.
Save yourself the aggravation and get out some I.
D.
In 1999, my father Lt.
Colonel Nick Allison was shot down behind enemy lines in Kosovo.
Major Sherman got him back safe.
This used to be Major Sherman.
Now he's just Walter.
It's a privilege to make your acquaintance, sir.
Cooper Allison.
He conveniently lost his wallet.
I can't find my wallet, sir.
Then why should I believe you are who you say you are? What? You stole my wallet? You probably dropped it, and Willa kind enough to pick it up for you.
My father retired from the air force two years ago.
Last year, he crashed a private plane into the Fakahatchee swamp.
FAA, NTSB, a whole lot of volunteer military pilots executed a search.
No luck, so they stopped looking.
We're sorry for your loss.
You want me to find what's left of him? Because there won't be much.
My father is a war hero, sir.
He deserves to be buried in Arlington national cemetery.
How much do you charge? Leo takes care of that.
I have $1,000 cash.
I can give you the rest over time.
Air force academy is the most prestigious college in the country.
Why aren't you happier? Walter, boy lost his father.
The military is good at fighting, but they approach everything in a rigid manner Shock and awe.
I do things differently, which is why I'm no longer in the military.
One of the reasons.
Details unimportant.
What's down there? His vault.
Walter is not really a bank guy.
Go turn the grill on.
This young man looks hungry.
Now, the trouble is, I usually find more than what people want.
Sometimes it's best for everybody if I just turn the job down.
Well, I apologize for wasting your time, sir.
Kid, wait.
I remember your old man.
He's a good pilot.
No way it's as simple as him crashing in the swamp, but don't say I didn't warn you about finding more than you bargained for.
I got a trailer out back.
You can crash until Walter finds your father.
Sir? Walter took the job.
I'll find him, or I'll die trying.
There's no turning back.
The NTSB report said Allison took off from key dismal airfield in his vintage twin beech.
That's a nice old plane.
You did right taking this job.
That's a good boy.
The trouble With always seeing the best in people is, it makes you miss the rest of people That is some awful piece of poetry.
To Wit, Willa is going to run away.
If she runs and gets caught, it's back to juvie.
She'll be ruined.
You got a lot of faith to think she isn't ruined already.
I've had my time as a ruined man.
That didn't stop you from having faith.
That's because I think you're the one of the finest men who ever lived, tied with Jesus and Cal Ripen Jr.
Thank you.
I know how much you love Cal Ripen Jr.
Why do you think Willa is going to run? she still hasn't spruced up her trailer.
Damn.
Well, look at the bright side.
This is Florida.
There's a bottomless supply of sociopathic little criminals to break your heart.
Well, here you go.
Like I told the NTSB investigators, Allison landed, he refueled, argued with some guy at the pump, then he took off.
Argued with what guy? I never found out, and, well, I never got any kind of good look at him.
Allison, he took off in a hurry because there was bad weather coming in from the Gulf.
Uh Hey, what is he doing? Leo, how busy does that flight log make this airfield? Average 3 to 5 up-and-downs per weekday, double that on weekends.
Look at all these skid marks.
You stupid or a crook? I don't follow you.
There's your answer, Walter.
I found the plane already.
Ha ha ha! The hell you did.
Yeah.
Pilot's son hired me, right, Leo? Uh-huh.
Anybody wants to discuss it, I can be found at the ends of the earth.
I don't even know what that is.
It's a drinking establishment on looking glass key.
Why'd you tell him you found the plane? I want to find out if anyone besides Cooper Allison has an interest.
So this obsession with your dad, is it, like, one of those things where you don't get the insurance unless they find his body? Were you brought up by wolves? Well, kind of.
Yeah.
My parents were murdered in Atlanta.
I bounced around after that Foster care, sad story, blah, blah, blah.
I apologize.
Oh, crap, my probation officer.
Be cool.
Are you still here, Willa? You drove all the way from key west to check on me, Ms.
Farrel? That is so sweet.
What's your name? Cooper Allison, ma'am.
Is that your car? Yes, ma'am.
Hmm.
Do you have any warrants out for your arrest? Are you currently on probation or parole? No, ma'am.
She's hoping you're a felon so she can bust me for consorting.
I brought him a sandwich as part of my court-ordered job.
Wow, she hates you.
It's her dried up old mission to put me back in juvie.
Get in.
Hurry up.
Come on.
If I get made because of you guys, I will shoot you.
Oh, won't that interfere with your career trajectory? Are you mocking me? What are you staking out? Incarcerated armed robber faked appendicitis two days ago.
He's in there betting on cockfights.
Why don't you just go in and get him? Sorry.
In case you haven't noticed, I'm hot, like smoking hot.
Come on.
He'd see me way before I'd see him.
- I'll flush him out for you.
- Wait, Walter.
There's, like, 60 guys in there.
You're gonna need a photo of him.
I'll just look for the guy who escaped jail two days ago.
How will we know which one is him? Trust me, you'll know.
Hee hee hee! All right.
What does Walter want in return for handing over my cock-fighting fugitive? Any information you can dig up regarding criminal activities at key dismal airfield last year.
He's getting worse.
He's not getting worse.
He quit going to his V.
A.
shrink.
Walter doesn't need a shrink.
Yes, he does.
Walter has brain damage.
Look.
I love him.
I really do not literally, you know, in the way that people say that about people they really care about.
Look.
His compulsion to find is not natural.
It's supernatural.
It's a gift, I'm proud to be part of it.
And what happens when he can't find something? You know what I think happens? I think he runs himself to death like a bloodhound.
Is that something you'll be proud of? Walter found me in time to prevent me from killing a man in cold blood.
In return, I will give up my life to help him.
Oh, God, what did Walter do now? Which one is my guy? I'm guessing the one covered in fluorescent paint.
U.
S.
Marshal.
On your knees.
Hands behind your head.
I was right? Key dismal airfield is being used to smuggle drugs? Definitely.
Last year, that airfield was the focus of the DEA, FBI, and the Armed Criminal Investigation Task Force Investigation.
Military police.
My peeps.
Ex-peeps.
Get this.
The task force was disbanded two days after the boy's father disappeared and not a single arrest.
You've been a part of task forces.
What makes them fall apart? Bad public relations.
I have a theory.
Boy's father was working undercover for the military.
He disappears, and the task force is kaput, and now the boy is an orphan.
Undercover as a drug smuggler, huh? That scans.
What is this, by the way? Because it is not pork.
It's not really wine, either.
I would like to formally thank you for delivering orange man.
I got a letter of commendation in my file.
Here's to your continuing mission to apprehend evildoers everywhere.
Mm, God, if I have another one of these, I'm gonna have to spend the night.
Allow me.
Ha ha! That's good.
That's good.
Oh! OK.
Just pump it once and then give her again.
Aah! Ow! Oh! Stop it! Where are the drugs? Stop it! Stop it! Stop yelping, bitch, or I'm gonna shoot your boyfriend in the head.
Shoot the girl.
Then we ask him again.
U.
S.
Marshal.
Drop your weapon.
Excuse me, Isabel! Willa was brave.
That guy was gonna shoot her.
She just spat at him.
She's tough.
That's for sure.
I guess that's what happens when your parents get murdered.
Ha ha ha! Willa's mom lives in Alaska.
She's never been in foster care? Willa has got buckets of family.
The only reason she's here is because the court decided she needed a change of environment.
I must have misunderstood.
Hello, boys.
You sure you don't need to go to the hospital? That's a good decision.
He'd just end up in one of their infection studies.
Sheriff get anything out of the attackers? The one who is still capable of speech won't say anything.
The one that got hit by a truck can't say anything.
No.
That wasn't a truck.
That was Leo.
Hey, what did they want? They just asked me where the drugs are.
Bingo.
Shazzam.
That guy at the airfield.
The plane had a cargo, and the cargo was drugs.
Whoa, you think my dad was flying drugs? Undercover is our working theory.
Am I to understand this right? You made this happen? Walter might have implied an inference.
You told a lie that almost got Cooper and Willa killed.
When the bad guys wake up, I need to know who they're working for.
Unbelievable.
Wait.
What? Whoa, whoa! You're leaving? You're lucky I don't arrest you for reckless endangerment.
Sure is a lot of action around here.
Not for Walter, it isn't.
Ha ha! Ha ha ha! Is that funny? Whoa! Jumpy.
What's wrong with you? I've already been snuck up on tonight, Timo.
I almost got killed by two hit-men in orange track suits.
Nefarious.
How'd you escape? The military boy saved me.
There's nothing sadder than a gypsy girl falling for a gaje boy.
It's star-crossed.
You familiar with the term? It's like Romeo and Juliet.
Shut up, Timo, and listen to me, OK? I got to get out of here.
- Because of the orange tracksuit guys? - No.
Because of the fact that my probation officer is looking for any excuse to jam me back in juvie, and you know what? She'll find it.
Yes.
She will, and I'm no use to the family in jail.
You got to tell Uncle Shadrack that I need a new name, cut my hair, dye it red, and I'm back in the world making money for the family.
If this is some dodge to get you sent back to your mom, it won't work.
I know my place, Timo.
Will you ask Uncle shad to help me, or not? Hey, Willa! Pick this place clean before you leave.
Uncle shad, he'll do you a favor, but you got to pay for it.
Willa! You OK? Sure.
How's Cooper? Kid is tough.
Yeah.
He kept going at them, never backed down.
He said the same about you.
What's this? Little something I picked up for you, cheer up your trailer.
You know, music is well said to be the speech of angels.
Two eggs, toast, bacon.
See what I mean? Bad attitude.
She does that because she thinks you want her back in jail.
Jail is exactly where she belongs.
she's selling candy for fake charities.
robbing passengers.
bogus native art to tourists.
credit cards from senior citizens, so her mom farms her out to some relatives here in Miami, where she promptly boosts $10,000 worth of diamonds from a mom-and-pop jewelry store, during which pop has a heart attack, at which point, she becomes my problem.
She's from a family of criminals.
It's the way she was raised.
Mr.
Knox, you seem like a very good man, but Willa Monday is a sociopath.
If I could interject Willa works really hard.
That's all you got? "Willa works hard"? Working is a condition of her probation, but she works really hard for crap pay.
That's true.
Why? She wants Leo to like her.
So Willa wanting someone to like her, by definition, means she's not a sociopath.
She's redeemable.
Like a coupon.
Willa has a great heart.
Well, let's not get all squishy on the issue.
All right.
Let's go.
Enjoy your eggs.
Look.
Just think about cutting the girl some slack.
Anything you need, tell Willa.
It's on the house.
Identification, please.
I thought you said Major Royce? Please state your business, sir.
Enter Major Walter Sherman into your computer there, When I got busted down from Major, it was to Captain.
Busted to second lieutenant, what did that take, sleeping with your commanding officer's wife? Daughter? Twin daughters? Twin sons? Two purple hearts, silver star, bronze star, distinguished service cross, Bosnia, Afghanistan, Iraq, loaned out to the CIA.
Please.
Walter is a modest man.
You're embarrassing him.
Park your bike, Major Sherman.
Come on in out of the heat.
So you working for the CIA now? Well, that's not the kind of question that gets answered truthfully, so why even ask? Because I'm trying to reason out why I should even talk to you.
Walter has connections.
He can get your career back.
All right.
The task force was formed to interdict illegal drugs coming onto military bases.
Our target was Amadea Donaris.
What, is that Latin? It's the name of the drug distributor.
She using private planes.
Any of those private planes piloted by a retired air force colonel named Allison? Scenario number one Colonel Allison was working undercover.
Allison vanishes, you get the blame.
Scenario number two Allison was smuggling drugs, but you warned him.
Good deed for a decorated vet, foolish but understandable.
So which one is it? Just give me a sign.
Sneeze for one, cough for two.
You're not working for anybody.
You can't do anything for me.
You got your brain waxed by an explosion, discharged as a sponge.
Thanks for the confirmation.
I didn't confirm anything.
If Allison was a good guy, you say something sad, like, "there's more than one way to serve your country.
" Allison was a bad guy, you threw away your career for nothing, you get angry.
"Brain-waxed sponge.
" That's angry.
Cooper's father wasn't working undercover? He was a drug mule? It explains why nobody found his crashed plane.
Not to me.
Allison flew north for 10 minutes before his transponder went dead and he fell off the radar.
Yeah, into the gigantic and trackless Fakahatchee swamp.
Which is exactly where nobody found him.
You think he turned off his own transponder and ducked below radar.
What I need to know is which way Allison flew after he bollixed his transponder.
Oh, boy.
What? Walter wants to interview the big, bad - who sent goons after Cooper.
- Yeah.
That's gonna be a little problem.
The goons ain't talking.
Did you ask them in a forceful tone that brooked no argument? Somebody pumped heroin into their I.
V.
Bags last night.
Both of them are khh! Ha ha ha! Khh! Luckily, Walter already got big, bad's name from the army.
OK.
Who is it? Amadea Donaris.
Any idea where she hangs out? Donaris.
She sucks.
That woman has killed at least 3 witnesses while under the protection of the U.
S.
Marshals.
We hate her.
OK.
That was good.
Oh! This is usually where you tell Walter to let you do all the talking.
I'm gonna let Walter talk his fool head off.
If she kills him, give me an excuse to shoot her.
A U.
S.
Marshal, a lawyer, and What are you, some kind of handyman? Why isn't anyone talking or producing a warrant or calling in a SWAT team or something? This is boring.
I'm bored.
I am deputy U.
S.
Marshal Isabel I know that part.
You're a baby-sitter with a gun.
Swear to God, the next time the Marshals are protecting a material witness, I hope you try to kill him because I'll be the baby-sitter you're gonna have to get by to get to him.
Why did you bring your gardener with you? I'm looking for Nick Allison.
Do I know him? Two gentlemen in track suits came after his boy last night, and when they failed, you killed them.
Hmm.
Let's say they were sent to fetch the cargo on that plane.
Peanuts.
Peanuts.
All I want is the pilot's remains.
You can have all the - Peanuts - Back.
Walter, how are you gonna find my Peanuts.
Yeah.
We all get it, all right? Where was Allison supposed to take them? After the earthquake in Haiti, the black market in peanuts went through the roof in the Dominican Republic, the reason being that there were thousands upon thousands of amputations with nothing to take the edge off after the operation.
Amputees were dropping like flies.
Single peanut could fetch 50 bucks.
These are just the idle observations of somebody with an avid interest in geopolitical disaster and legumes.
In regards to your trumpet playing, tongue through the teeth, tip on top of the lower lip, and this is crucial now; Ready? Smile, then blow.
Smart.
Have the Captain pass close enough to shore.
Close enough for what? I do not appreciate the ocean.
I tend to sink.
No way my dad smuggled drugs.
Actually, there's no way that he didn't.
What Walter does, Cooper, isn't elegant.
His mind finds lines, connections, and links that most people don't see Or won't see.
But he always finds what he's looking for.
Always? Always.
Truth is, your father was muling drugs.
Think a Major from the military police warned your father he was about to get arrested.
Your old man hightailed it out of dodge.
What? This part is new.
Wait.
What do you mean hightailed it? He ran for the border.
You think my dad is still alive? Yeah.
That's good news.
Why aren't you happy? You just told the boy his father abandoned him.
I want you to stop looking for my dad.
I'll leave tomorrow morning, if that's all right with you, sir? Thank you for your effort, Major Sherman, but you don't understand what I'm looking for.
What? What the hell was that? Microwave oven.
I can't seem to get away from the damn things.
Why are you dreaming about me? Your son wanted me to find you.
Oh, my fault.
I told him how you tracked me down behind enemy lines in Kosovo, brought me home safe.
It was his favorite story.
Incoming.
Jeez! You don't have to duck.
They can't do any real damage.
I've been dealing with the damn things my whole career.
I remember you broke your neck.
You hit the ground at a high velocity, something has got to give.
How's my boy? He fired me, but I'm still going to find you.
Just like you did when I got shot down over Kosovo.
That's what you want me to think, that you crashed again.
Of course I crashed.
Think back when you were carrying me, that Serb Unit tracking us, our conversation.
All these years later, nothing has changed.
I love my son more than anything.
Incoming.
Were you sleeping? No.
Can I come in? Not a chance.
Are you gay? We can go with that if it makes you feel better.
You like lies.
Willa, you didn't have to lie.
You just did because that's what you do.
Wow, swing and a miss.
Reason why? Cooper is the cream that rises to the top.
Your type is the crud that sinks to the bottom of the barrel.
You are damaging my self-esteem.
Here's a thought.
You could always change into the kind of person that deserves a guy like Cooper.
You know, it's pervy sneaking around at night spying on teenagers, right? I'm not sneaking around.
I got something to show Leo.
Come if you want.
Allison has got a planeload of oxycodone worth $50 a pop in the Dominican black market.
He's refueling.
Major Royce, in a misguided spirit of military brotherhood, warns Allison the task force is on his ass.
They argue because Royce wants Allison to dump the drugs and run, but Allison intends to make his delivery to the Dominican Republic.
Where are you getting this stuff? I use all the latest technology and computer models to generate multiple mathematical scenarios.
Now, Allison heads north, appears on the big military radar at Pensacola, rising to 3,000 feet, and then he turns east.
Yeah, over the Fakahatchee swamp.
His transponder ceases to transpond.
He disappears from the military radar.
Everyone assumes he goes into the swamp.
But he didn't.
Maybe he keeps going east, classic fake-out.
That's what I'd do.
He keeps heading that direction, the military radar picks him up within 20 clicks, no matter how low he flies.
West.
Microwave ovens cover an average of 120 degrees.
Microwave ovens? It's a metaphor.
The air force is paranoid about the coastal wind farms messing up the radars.
So they crank them up to 10 at the naval air station Kingsville and Belle Chase, Louisiana.
That leaves the Gulf.
Aerostat radar suspended at 15,000 feet from balloons tethered to coast guard ships.
The man had nowhere to go.
Except the Aerostats have to come down in high winds.
Allison flew directly into the storm just as the Aerostats were pulled down.
The man was a warthog driver.
It's second nature for him to avoid microwave ovens.
Headed straight to the Dominican Republic.
So, what, you're gonna look for him on the beach? Nope.
He crashed.
Man loved his son.
It's a factor.
If he were alive, he'd have gotten in contact with Cooper.
So where is he? Ten thousand islands.
We leave at dawn.
What changed his mind? Sometimes Walter goes to bed thinking one way, wakes up thinking another.
Chop-chop boys.
Let's get a wiggle on.
- You think my father is dead, after all? - I do.
What made you change your mind? Something I remembered.
First time I went to get your old man when he got ack-acked in Kosovo, had a busted ankle, broken ribs, broken neck Messed up, but he just kept moving.
Tough guy.
He's motivated.
He must have been in incredible pain, but he just kept saying, "I promised my son I'd come home.
" Dad always said it was that promise that got him home alive.
Hmm, actually, it was me who got him home alive, but the point is, he would never abandon you.
Therefore, dead.
Now what? We wait here for Walter to find what he's looking for.
city sinking as the sky goes black seen a better time, turn my back city swaying as the air grows cold everybody trying to lose control well, if you want a little company don't you know, never count on me It's been my dream to go to the academy since I was a kid.
Family tradition? Well, my father never pressured me to follow him.
There are different kinds of pressure.
Dad's pressure went the other way.
The man fought in wars.
Maybe he didn't want the same for his son.
No, sir.
My dad thought that serving his country was the highest calling a man could answer.
So do I.
In my opinion, my dad thought I didn't have what it takes.
So finding his remains, maybe it's your last way to prove something to him? You were attacked by men with guns, and you didn't flinch, and now you're facing the possibility that your father isn't the man you thought.
That takes a different kind of courage.
If your father suspected a tenth of who you are, then he died proud of his son.
Hold on a second.
I got something.
I'm coming around.
It's my dad's plane.
How can you tell? N number.
N9748c.
Cooper, found your father.
You don't have to do this part.
There's nothing good in it for you.
That's you and your dad? Bingo.
He was transporting drugs.
Yeah, but not the way we thought.
He wasn't selling pills on the black market.
He was taking them to where they're needed most Field hospitals in Haiti.
I'm taking one of these boxes.
I'm taking this back to the van.
What did you expect? The place is a dump.
Uncle Shadrack is not gonna be impressed.
Come on.
Let's go.
Timo Walter has this underground vault.
A vault? And you just mention this now? Well, it's locked with this kind of There's no combination, and you can't pick it.
It's locked.
It just seems wrong to leave a vault, and what will we tell Uncle shad? I guess I could hang around here till I figure out how to get in.
Attagirl.
It was a crash landing.
I understand you're the pilot's son.
Your father left you a note.
It's in his flight book.
He was holding it in his lap.
He survived the crash? Sir What caused this? Officially, it's too early in the investigation to be certain, but off the record, his fuel was contaminated.
Completely off the record, it wasn't an accident.
"I'm not in pain, but my legs are pinned, "and I'm bleeding The bad kind, on the inside.
"I don't think your old man is gonna get out of this one, "so I'll get to the point.
"You are the finest son a man could hope for "And my biggest worry in life "is that you did too much to make me proud, "following in my footsteps to show that you loved me.
"You don't have to do that.
"You can do anything, Cooper.
"You can be anything, and the best thing that I got to do in this life was be your father.
" Thank you for finding my father.
You're welcome.
So you're sure Royce sabotaged the plane by contaminating the fuel? Yeah.
I am.
Royce approached Allison for a cut.
Big mistake.
Allison bought those drugs with his own money and was giving them away for free.
There was no cut.
Allison told Royce he was gonna turn him in.
I found Royce's insignia in the wreck.
They struggled, and Allison ripped this off his uniform as proof.
Coolant in the av-gas.
Royce might as well have planted a bomb.
Lieutenant Royce wanted a cut so badly, I think we should give it to him.
Extra bonus, the cops trace the drugs back to the source Donaris.
Royce flips on Donaris, and Isabel gets her revenge.
It's not perfect, but it's the best we can do.
You know, you were wrong about Cooper.
All he ever wanted to do was go to the air force academy.
No.
I was right.
He's plagued by doubt.
You got a funny way of looking at right and wrong.
That's why I got you, pal.
You were wrong about Willa, too.
All she needed was a reason to stay.
Yeah.
She found some reason to stay.
That's for sure.