Las Vegas s01e05 Episode Script
Groundhog Summer
[Rock instrumental music.]
[Rock song.]
DANNY: [Voiceover.]
Groundhog Summer.
For everyone else, summer's over after Labour Day but in Vegas, we get an extra six weeks.
On that last weekend before we close the pools for the season Vegas throws the biggest pool party of the year.
This year, Groundhog Summer happens to fall during the sci-fi convention.
[Speaking guttural gibberish.]
DANNY: [Voiceover.]
These people really freak me out.
MAN: Ready? [Crowd cheering.]
Ready? One, two, three.
It's a five.
That same dice.
I want the same dice right now.
STICKMAN: Keep the dice on the table, sir.
Are you guys ready? All right.
STICKMAN: Six the hard way.
Six! [Crowd cheering.]
DEALER: Sir, please don't lean on the table.
Excuse me.
You need to keep your hands off the table and the other players.
I was just trying to help my friends win.
That's very thoughtful, but all life-forms need to play their own hands.
Okay.
I wanna have sex with an alien.
We've got another one passed out.
Let It Ride table, Pit 4.
Good evening, ladies.
[Girls giggling.]
It's not my birthday, but I'll take the present.
- I hope you're all enjoying yourselves.
- We are now.
[Chuckles dryly.]
I'm gonna need to see some IDs.
[Giggling.]
Thank you.
DANNY: Okay.
Teri from Tulsa.
GIRL 1: Go, Teri.
- Yes? - Says here you're 28 years old.
- Yep.
- Just one question, Teri.
Do all girls from Tulsa go to the DMV and have their picture taken in a bathing suit? I want you guys to enjoy yourselves.
Enjoy the hotel, the fine dining, the dance clubs and the pool.
But I don't want you in the gaming area or the bars again.
I'm just gonna hold on to these.
Have a good time.
Bye.
So, you wanna come up to our room? [Girls giggling.]
Have a good night.
STICKMAN: Seven.
Winner! [Cell phone rings.]
Danny McCoy.
[Techno music playing.]
[Breathing heavily.]
Danny.
Help me.
DANNY: Where are you? DELINDA: Help me.
DELINDA: Danny.
DANNY: Delinda, what's going on? Can you hear me? RAPIST: Looks like you could use some air.
Let's go to my place.
[Delinda moans.]
DANNY: Delinda? RAPIST: Come on.
I'll take care of you.
Delinda.
Talk to me.
[Theme music.]
WOMAN: [On intercom.]
Dr.
Stein, report to Physical Therapy.
- What happened? - Somebody drugged her.
- Who? - She doesn't remember anything.
[Tense instrumental music.]
She was lucky.
The last two who came in drugged like this were both raped.
She has no memory whatsoever of what happened and that's just the way date rapists like it.
>From the bruises on her knuckles, I'd say she fought back, which probably saved her.
- You check under her fingernails? - You're a cop? No.
There was skin under her nails.
We'll turn it over to the police for DNA testing.
No.
You're not turning anything over to the police.
She has no memory of the event.
DNA's the only chance of catching this guy.
And it's the law.
We have to.
I understand.
Tell your chief of staff Ed Deline's taking the skin samples with him.
[Heart monitor beeping.]
Hi, sweetie.
- How you doing? - I'm okay, Daddy.
ED: What happened? DELINDA: I don't know.
I don't remember anything.
[Delinda sobbing.]
DELINDA: Dad.
Look, everything's gonna be okay.
- I feel so stupid.
- No, honey.
Why? You didn't do anything wrong, honey.
You hear me? You didn't do one thing wrong.
[Sniffles.]
Look, Mum's coming in a minute and I just got to step outside here for just one second and I'll be right back, okay? Right there.
You go to that club and check all the tapes, and see who it was that drugged her.
You find that son of a bitch and bring him to me.
Don't you think we should contact the police? You find that son of a bitch, and you bring him to me.
MIKE: Welcome to the Montecito Resort & Casino.
Are you boys here for the Groundhog Summer or the sci-fi convention? Neither.
We're from MIT.
MIT, baby.
We're here for the engineering convention.
- Really? - Yeah, really.
MIKE: You guys need help with your bags? - No.
We got them.
- We got guys who can get that for you.
- He said we got them.
- You got it.
Have a great stay, MIT students.
DANNY: How you doing, Mikey? MIKE: Good.
What's up? These aliens got you freaked out? No.
They probably escaped from Area 51, but who'd notice? Keep your eye on those three.
DANNY: Why? They said they were here for the engineering convention.
DANNY: So? MIKE: The convention was last week.
It's Groundhog Summer.
Maybe they got their dates screwed up.
They're from MIT.
MIT students don't screw up their dates.
Anything else? They won't let anybody touch their bags and they were a lot heavier than they should've been.
We'll keep an eye on them.
Keep your ears open for anyone selling fake IDs.
Every underage kid in Vegas seems to have one.
All right.
How's Delinda doing? - She's okay.
- You know, that's the third one this week.
- I know.
I'll see you.
- All right.
MANAGER: How you doing? DANNY: Good.
Thank you for opening up.
You kidding? Think I want somebody drugging my people or my customers? MANAGER: Is Delinda okay? DANNY: Yeah, she's okay.
- Could I get that surveillance tape? - Of course.
- Just get this guy, Danny.
- All right.
Thank you.
[Car horns honking.]
DANNY: [Voiceover.]
Chain smoker.
Old lady, not a chance.
Beautiful girl.
Bingo.
Excuse me, miss? I thought that Traffic Control's job was to stop gridlock, not cause it.
Cheesy line, Danny.
- Do I know you? - I hope so.
We shared many a shower together.
I think that I would've remembered taking a shower with you.
[In masculine voice.]
It's me, Danny - Kyle.
- Kyle? Oh, my God.
Kyle? Kyle Jackson from baseball? [Shushes.]
It's Kitty now.
What do you think? Pretty impressive? Maybe we should talk.
- So, how long has it been, Danny? - Apparently a long time.
Come on.
You had to know.
- Actually, Kyle, l - It's Kitty.
DANNY: Kitty.
Sorry.
KITTY: It's okay.
Takes a while to get used to.
VENDOR: Here's your coffee, Kitty.
Last time I saw you, you were heading off to the Marines.
And you were heading to spring training with the Yankees.
KITTY: Change of plans.
DANNY: I'll say.
Don't they hurt? No.
Actually, they're quite enjoyable.
- Wanna feel? - No.
I'm good.
It's okay, Danny.
It's not sexual or anything.
Although I always did have a crush on you.
DANNY: [Laughing nervously.]
Yeah.
- I need a favour.
- Anything for an old baseball buddy.
KITTY: Dude, you need to get back in the gym.
Nothing women hate worse than a flabby butt.
DANNY: Flabby butt? - How are you? Hey, did you know that Kyle - Was a woman now? - Everybody knows, Danny.
- I didn't know.
- There's a lot you don't know.
- Apparently so.
- You wanna grab breakfast? - I don't have time.
We're looking for a guy who's out there drugging women.
- So tell all your friends.
And be careful.
- Okay.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Guy's been on a lounge awhile.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Check on him.
MITCH: Already did.
He's asleep.
ED: Move it ahead a little.
Stop.
Push in.
Go ahead.
[Projector humming.]
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Yeah, the guy in the reddish pants.
ED: Wait.
Freeze.
Back it up.
Slow.
Give me an insert.
ED: Freeze! DANNY: Enhancing image.
[Suspenseful instrumental music.]
[Tape rewinding.]
DANNY: Flunitrazepam.
ED: Yeah, it's a sedative depressant.
Sold all over the world.
It's not legal here, though.
ED: Go ahead.
Move it forward.
Slow.
ED: Bastard.
ED: Effects occur within about 20 minutes.
Why don't you just move it ahead? [Tape forwarding.]
ED: Keep going.
ED: Move it.
DANNY: This is when she called me.
[Ed sighs heavily.]
DANNY: That's our guy.
ED: Give me the reverse angle.
ED: Go to another one.
Give me another camera.
ED: What the heck's that? DANNY: That's it.
- That's it? - That's it.
Who put the surveillance cameras in this joint? He's wearing a wig and we can't identify him.
That's all we have.
I want you to go in there and redo this entire place.
Put state-of-the-art cameras every 12 feet.
ED: That stinks! DANNY: All right.
Okay.
I'm gonna patch in the Traffic Control tape.
Wait.
Everybody get some coffee.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Yes, sir.
ED: Today.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Yes, sir.
[Computer beeping.]
Son of a bitch.
[Suspenseful instrumental music.]
ED: Move it.
ED: Ready.
Freeze.
ED: Punch.
DANNY: I'll run the plate.
23Q PR9.
[Tense instrumental music.]
That's my girl.
You got another one? ED: I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch.
[Lively instrumental music.]
[Upbeat instrumental music.]
RAPIST: So what are you doing? SAM: Okay, I think I've had enough sun for today.
Something I said? You forgot your water.
SAM: Thanks.
RAPIST: Maybe we'll hook up later.
A lot later.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: There's an alien who has a tentacle stuck in the Jacuzzi.
Have maintenance go down there His car's a rental picked up at the airport.
Phoenix name and address, both false.
You know if he tried to check in any hotel under that alias? Not in Vegas or any of the surrounding areas.
This guy's a pro.
It's obvious that he scouted Delinda's club before he hit it.
He knew where every camera was positioned.
Are you sure it's a good idea to keep the cops out of this? ED: Punch up the MIT guys on 22.
[Whooshing instrumental music.]
DANNY: Ed, we need to get someone in their room.
Mitch, have a maid wander up there and leave the door open so we can have a look around.
See, I watched Delinda beat the crap out of this guy.
This guy's gonna have to use deceit.
Because he's marked.
Exactly.
Sunglasses.
MITCH: I got a maid going into the room now, 25 West, 139.
[Whooshing instrumental music.]
Housekeeping.
[Lock beeps.]
[Machinery beeping.]
They are pigs.
All right, find me someone who can go in there and identify that stuff they got.
- Mike can.
- Good.
Get him up here.
Then I want you to put word out on the street.
I want everyone in town looking for some rat bastard with sunglasses.
It's Vegas.
Everybody's gonna be wearing sunglasses.
Yeah, but this guy's got to wear them everywhere, inside and out.
ED: And Danny.
DANNY: Yeah.
Might be a good idea for you to stop by and see Delinda.
All right, I'll stop in the club after I send Mike up.
DANNY: Ed needs you in surveillance.
MIKE: What's up? We need you to identify that equipment those MIT boys have.
- I knew they were up to something.
- And spread the word: Anybody wearing sunglasses, I wanna know about.
Delinda must've done a serious number on that guy's face.
I need you to talk to all your old friends.
We're looking for anybody wearing sunglasses at night.
- You mean like the song? - Just like the song.
This is serious.
We got to find this guy.
[Soft pop music playing.]
- You okay? - Yeah.
My father sent you down to check on me, didn't he? No.
- Yeah.
He did.
- I figured.
But I was gonna come anyway.
[Quietly.]
Thanks.
DANNY: So Ed sent me down here to redo all the surveillance cams.
I'm thinking triangle pattern, I wanna see the tape.
And a low-light intensifier, so you can filter Danny, I wanna see it.
Delinda, you're not gonna be able to ID the guy.
Everybody asks me if I'm okay, and I say yes because I don't want anybody to feel sorry for me.
But the truth is, I can't remember anything.
You kicked the crap out of that guy.
It was unbelievable.
[Chuckles.]
That's what I heard.
You were awesome.
But that doesn't mean I want him dead.
If you deliver this guy to my father, he's gonna kill him.
- Yeah.
- Not that he doesn't deserve it.
- But you can't let him.
- I'll take care of it.
- You promise? - Yeah.
I'll take care of it.
- Okay.
- All right.
You know, that night I do remember one thing.
When I was in trouble, I called you.
[Guest shouting guttural gibberish.]
DANNY: What did the MIT boys have in their rooms? A better question would be, "What didn't they have?" Capacitors, relay switches, networkable laptops power schematics for every hotel on The Strip.
- And what can they do with all this? - Override the electronic security for every hotel, co-opting each system with their own.
Depending on their software, which is state-of-the-art they can re-rig odds on every electronic game in the casino.
And we'd never know about it.
Not as long as they can supply enough power to the capacitors.
- And where do they get the power? - Power grid.
[Mike sighs.]
If they pull this off, how much money are we talking? Theoretically, a whole lot.
[Cell phone rings.]
Danny McCoy.
Danny, Rio at Vertigo.
A guy just walked in wearing sunglasses.
He's just scoping out the place but it looks like he's trying to find somebody.
I'm shooting you pictures right now.
Right.
Run him through all our files, everything.
Cross-check this guy against the tapes we got from Delinda and from Traffic Control.
MITCH: We won't be able to ID him.
I don't need to ID him.
I just wanna find out if he's our guy.
[Computer beeping.]
Danny, it's Nessa for you.
She's on the floor, P6.
DANNY: Danny.
NESSA: Your fake ID girls are asking for you.
DANNY: All right.
I'm on my way.
I got to go back down.
[Computer beeps.]
No match.
[All cheering.]
Listen, I didn't know that you and Kitty from Traffic Control were a thing.
- What? - Former Kyle Jackson, minus the johnson? SAM: It's a little freaky-deaky.
- Probably why Delinda dumped you.
- Delinda didn't dump me.
- She okay? - Yeah.
I think so.
Groundhog Summer.
Brings out the last freaks of the season every time.
I had this guy today who would not leave me alone.
He was trying to hide his two black eyes behind a pair of sunglasses.
Wait.
Black eyes? SAM: Yeah.
Both.
DANNY: Where was this? - He was by the pool.
- When? - This afternoon.
- What time? Between 3:00 and 4:00.
[Whooshing instrumental music.]
ED: Yeah.
DANNY: Ed.
It's Danny.
I'm sending Sam up.
I think our guy talked to her out by the pool this afternoon between 3:00 and 4:00.
Play back everything you got from the pool between 3:00 and 4:00 this afternoon.
He may be the guy who drugged Delinda, and she did a number on him so he may be covering it with sunglasses.
DANNY: Go up and point him out.
TERl: We've been looking for you.
- Hi.
- Didn't I take all your fake IDs yesterday? We just wanted to invite you to this.
[Girls giggling.]
[Gasps.]
A rave! Remember the '90s? Whatever.
Every hot girl in Vegas will be there.
Including us.
DANNY: A rave.
Perfect hunting ground for a predator.
[Techno music playing.]
I'm not sure this is a good idea.
Just give me a positive ID.
I'll take it from there.
ED: Wait.
Look at the guy.
See him? DELINDA: No.
That's not him.
See this guy up front there? - I can't tell from here.
- Come on.
Let's go.
Excuse us here, will you? A little old for a rave, don't you think, pops? [Yells.]
[Moans.]
[Whooshing instrumental music.]
That's him! DANNY: It's a beach party.
Everyone's wearing sunglasses.
[Rock music playing.]
ED: I love you, too.
Danny's here.
I love you.
DANNY: The DNA results from the skin under Delinda's fingernails.
It takes three weeks for Metro to get those results.
DANNY: How did you get the CIA to No positive ID.
His name's not in the database.
This guy knows we're onto him.
Let's just get the cops involved.
Listen.
Listen good.
If this guy spots one cop, he's going under and we'll never catch him.
And I'm not gonna lose this guy, Danny.
ED: Did you get the town covered? DANNY: Yes.
ED: Airports? DANNY: Yes.
ED: Bus stations, roadways? DANNY: Rental cars, limos cabs, helicopters charter planes that fly over the Grand Canyon.
The only way out of here is to walk, and that's covered, too.
The point is, even with everything covered, there's the possibility that he left last night.
- If I were him, I would've left last night.
- Danny, you are not him.
Look, when you went with my daughter, it pissed me off some of the time.
Okay, it pissed me off most of the time.
But, the truth is I never, for one minute thought that you would ever hurt her or any other woman.
This guy, this creep, he enjoys hurting women.
ED: He enjoys it.
We may have a pattern here.
Look at this.
We got DNA matches from San Diego, LA and Palm Springs.
And Groundhog Summer's the last stop of the season.
That's why he's here.
All right.
I'm bringing the cops in on this.
Listen.
If you mention it again, I'm gonna pull your tongue out and mail it to your father! Once more! Okay, he can't show his face and we're already onto the wig and the sunglasses.
DANNY: What about alien makeup? ED: Absolutely.
That's excellent.
This convention ends with the Blast Off Bash at Mystique.
That gives us less than four hours.
Get all our video and run it through facial recognition.
- Maybe we'll catch him going in there.
- There's too many people.
Do we have to discuss it? Can you do it? It's a good idea.
Go ahead.
Yes, actually, swim-up blackjack is that way and the limbo contest is that way.
Only two more days before we stop being a $2 billion summer camp.
- What's up with the creep? - We're running out of time.
- You have to find this guy.
- Tell me something I don't know.
DANNY: What's up? One of my guys saw something in the bushes when he was shagging a car.
See you.
SAM: Hi.
[Upbeat instrumental music.]
STUDENT 1: Entering up secondary protocol now.
STUDENT 2: I haven't finished coding operational stability.
STUDENT 1: You're a dork to the 100th power.
STUDENT 2: Ready for transfer.
[Insect buzzing.]
STUDENT 1: Sending out Dork Express.
STUDENT 2: Finally.
STUDENT 1: Dork.
Good morning.
I'm Danny McCoy, your hospitality host.
We didn't ask for a hospitality host.
Then, may I ask what you're doing in the bushes? Pruning? [Students snickering.]
Among my many degrees is one in law.
And I know that sitting in the bushes outside a Las Vegas hotel does not constitute a crime.
You have maps of the Las Vegas metropolitan power grid, the sewer system and computers with sophisticated code-breaking software.
Not to mention that you were tapping into our main data system.
I'm sure the Department of Homeland Security would be interested in having a chitchat with you fellows.
That's it.
I want an attorney.
That would be good.
That would be real good.
Because the second you ask for an attorney, the cops have to stop questioning you.
DANNY: Thing is, I'm not a cop which means I can turn you directly over to the Department of Justice who, under the Patriot Act, can hold you for up to six months before you can even smell an attorney.
Guantanamo, here you come.
[Autodial dialling.]
- I think maybe we should talk.
- That'd be smart.
That'd be really smart.
So, what's the deal, fellows? What were you doing out in the bushes? Were you forecasting the weather? - Where's the challenge in that? - Come on.
Las Vegas has a continuous high pressure averaging over 30 inches at least 300 days out of the year.
[Snickering.]
[Snickering stops.]
[Clears throat.]
What were you doing in the bushes? [Clears throat.]
That's where the central trunk line to the signage runs.
DANNY: The signage? STUDENT 1: Hello? The big TV screens in front of all the casinos? We were planning to change the marquees in Vegas, all of them.
- Change them to what? - "MIT Rules.
Caltech Sucks.
" [Laughing.]
DANNY: You're kidding? We're from MIT.
We don't kid.
Caltech kicked our asses at the engineering convention last week.
Payback's a bi-atch.
We pull this off, they're gonna play it on MSNBC CNBC STUDENTS: NBC! [Whoops.]
STUDENT 1: They'll play this worldwide.
[Cell phone rings.]
Yeah? The computer can't tell if any of them is our guy.
ED: The makeup, it's too thick and elaborate.
All right.
[Clears throat.]
That's because your facial recognition software it's not configured properly to measure the distance between multiple plot points.
[Students snicker quietly.]
DANNY: "The computer can't tell" You tapped my phone call? You guys know something about facial recognition software? [Snickering quietly.]
You kidding me? We wrote the book on it.
He means we wrote the code on it.
STUDENT 1: See, I told you they're still analogue.
STUDENT 2: Mind if we take a look around? STUDENT 3: You know, just for a second? ED: Who the hell are these three? DANNY: Software experts.
ED: Excuse me.
STUDENT 3: Do you mind? ED: Do I mind what? STUDENT 3: Tapping into your system.
This room is totally secured, and I have a jamming system.
Which keeps everyone outside from getting in, but once you're in a simple 802.
11g card and a password generator is all you need.
- A sweet wireless network.
- Thank you.
STUDENT 3: I'm in.
STUDENT 1: Measure the distance between the eyes.
Consider facial asymmetry, head circumference and our software will self-correct for the makeup.
Come here.
Aren't these the kids who were trying to rip us off? They're not trying to rip us off.
They're from MIT and they all have PhDs in high-speed data matching.
ED: They look like the Three Stooges.
We're running four million comparative calculations a second.
These guys can accelerate that by 10.
And they all have the latest technology in facial recognition.
Why again, exactly, is it that they're trying to help us? I kind of made a little deal with them.
What kind of a little kind of deal did you make? You don't wanna know.
Look, if they screw up I'm gonna take your corpse and beat them with it.
STUDENT 3: Your guy's not here.
DANNY: He's got to be.
ED: You checked all the cameras? ED: I told you to change Mystique's system.
I did.
Wait.
Try cameras 1440 through 1444.
Those are the new cameras I put in the Mystique.
STUDENT 3: I got a match.
STUDENT 2: That's Alien Commander from Troilus 6.
Don't tell me you guys haven't seen the Primus trilogy? Well, that's your guy right there.
No doubt about it.
STUDENTS: Alien Commander.
Let's go.
[Techno music playing.]
DANNY: There's got to be a dozen of them.
All right, we'll grab them one by one.
You go there.
- You, come here.
- Excuse me.
You, stand back.
DANNY: All right, I need your masks.
All of you.
Come here.
[Rapist grunts.]
Get up! [Rapist grunts.]
DANNY: Back up! Everybody back up! Oh, God.
RAPIST: I want a lawyer! ED: Shut up.
ED: I am your lawyer.
DANNY: What are you gonna do with him? - Got a nice little spot in the desert.
- You cannot do this.
You're with me or you're not.
I was kind of hoping that you were with me.
I'm with you.
DANNY: Think about what you're doing.
ED: I have thought about it.
ED: Call your girlfriend in Traffic Control.
ED: Tell her to shut down all the cameras on Highway 160.
Traffic Control.
DANNY: Kitty, it's Danny.
KITTY: Danny.
Are traffic cams ever down? - Only when we do maintenance checks.
- I need you to do one now.
Highway 160.
Sure.
[Suspenseful instrumental music.]
RAPIST: Where are you taking me? Where's he taking me? Ed, you can't do this.
[Ominous instrumental music.]
ED: Get out.
RAPIST: No.
ED: What? RAPIST: No.
DANNY: Ed! Please.
This is crazy.
Come on.
[Rapist grunts in pain.]
[Groaning.]
ED: Take off your clothes.
DANNY: Ed, you can't do this.
- I didn't do anything.
- Right.
[Gasping.]
The cops are gonna find out.
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
- Get the shovels, Danny.
- I'm not digging his grave.
Forget it.
[Rapist panting.]
Maybe you're right.
He should dig his own grave.
Use your hands.
RAPIST: I can't.
The ground's too hard.
- Dig.
- Oh, God.
Please don't.
[Whimpering.]
ED: What? RAPIST: Please don't.
Did "please don't" work when my daughter said it? Or any of the others? Did it work? [Whimpering.]
I didn't think so.
ED: Just say goodbye, dirt bag.
DANNY: Ed.
No! [Gun clicks.]
RAPIST: [Whimpering.]
Oh, God.
[Rapist sobs.]
You didn't actually think I was gonna kill him, did you? No.
Not at all.
[Sirens approaching.]
DANNY: [Voiceover.]
Another Groundhog Summer is in the books.
And tomorrow another 300,000 people come to town to celebrate something else.
For us locals, it's a reminder that no matter how bad it gets in Vegas we take care of our own.
No matter how crazy it gets, the party never stops.
This is the greatest Groundhog Summer ever! Viva Las Vegas, baby!
[Rock song.]
DANNY: [Voiceover.]
Groundhog Summer.
For everyone else, summer's over after Labour Day but in Vegas, we get an extra six weeks.
On that last weekend before we close the pools for the season Vegas throws the biggest pool party of the year.
This year, Groundhog Summer happens to fall during the sci-fi convention.
[Speaking guttural gibberish.]
DANNY: [Voiceover.]
These people really freak me out.
MAN: Ready? [Crowd cheering.]
Ready? One, two, three.
It's a five.
That same dice.
I want the same dice right now.
STICKMAN: Keep the dice on the table, sir.
Are you guys ready? All right.
STICKMAN: Six the hard way.
Six! [Crowd cheering.]
DEALER: Sir, please don't lean on the table.
Excuse me.
You need to keep your hands off the table and the other players.
I was just trying to help my friends win.
That's very thoughtful, but all life-forms need to play their own hands.
Okay.
I wanna have sex with an alien.
We've got another one passed out.
Let It Ride table, Pit 4.
Good evening, ladies.
[Girls giggling.]
It's not my birthday, but I'll take the present.
- I hope you're all enjoying yourselves.
- We are now.
[Chuckles dryly.]
I'm gonna need to see some IDs.
[Giggling.]
Thank you.
DANNY: Okay.
Teri from Tulsa.
GIRL 1: Go, Teri.
- Yes? - Says here you're 28 years old.
- Yep.
- Just one question, Teri.
Do all girls from Tulsa go to the DMV and have their picture taken in a bathing suit? I want you guys to enjoy yourselves.
Enjoy the hotel, the fine dining, the dance clubs and the pool.
But I don't want you in the gaming area or the bars again.
I'm just gonna hold on to these.
Have a good time.
Bye.
So, you wanna come up to our room? [Girls giggling.]
Have a good night.
STICKMAN: Seven.
Winner! [Cell phone rings.]
Danny McCoy.
[Techno music playing.]
[Breathing heavily.]
Danny.
Help me.
DANNY: Where are you? DELINDA: Help me.
DELINDA: Danny.
DANNY: Delinda, what's going on? Can you hear me? RAPIST: Looks like you could use some air.
Let's go to my place.
[Delinda moans.]
DANNY: Delinda? RAPIST: Come on.
I'll take care of you.
Delinda.
Talk to me.
[Theme music.]
WOMAN: [On intercom.]
Dr.
Stein, report to Physical Therapy.
- What happened? - Somebody drugged her.
- Who? - She doesn't remember anything.
[Tense instrumental music.]
She was lucky.
The last two who came in drugged like this were both raped.
She has no memory whatsoever of what happened and that's just the way date rapists like it.
>From the bruises on her knuckles, I'd say she fought back, which probably saved her.
- You check under her fingernails? - You're a cop? No.
There was skin under her nails.
We'll turn it over to the police for DNA testing.
No.
You're not turning anything over to the police.
She has no memory of the event.
DNA's the only chance of catching this guy.
And it's the law.
We have to.
I understand.
Tell your chief of staff Ed Deline's taking the skin samples with him.
[Heart monitor beeping.]
Hi, sweetie.
- How you doing? - I'm okay, Daddy.
ED: What happened? DELINDA: I don't know.
I don't remember anything.
[Delinda sobbing.]
DELINDA: Dad.
Look, everything's gonna be okay.
- I feel so stupid.
- No, honey.
Why? You didn't do anything wrong, honey.
You hear me? You didn't do one thing wrong.
[Sniffles.]
Look, Mum's coming in a minute and I just got to step outside here for just one second and I'll be right back, okay? Right there.
You go to that club and check all the tapes, and see who it was that drugged her.
You find that son of a bitch and bring him to me.
Don't you think we should contact the police? You find that son of a bitch, and you bring him to me.
MIKE: Welcome to the Montecito Resort & Casino.
Are you boys here for the Groundhog Summer or the sci-fi convention? Neither.
We're from MIT.
MIT, baby.
We're here for the engineering convention.
- Really? - Yeah, really.
MIKE: You guys need help with your bags? - No.
We got them.
- We got guys who can get that for you.
- He said we got them.
- You got it.
Have a great stay, MIT students.
DANNY: How you doing, Mikey? MIKE: Good.
What's up? These aliens got you freaked out? No.
They probably escaped from Area 51, but who'd notice? Keep your eye on those three.
DANNY: Why? They said they were here for the engineering convention.
DANNY: So? MIKE: The convention was last week.
It's Groundhog Summer.
Maybe they got their dates screwed up.
They're from MIT.
MIT students don't screw up their dates.
Anything else? They won't let anybody touch their bags and they were a lot heavier than they should've been.
We'll keep an eye on them.
Keep your ears open for anyone selling fake IDs.
Every underage kid in Vegas seems to have one.
All right.
How's Delinda doing? - She's okay.
- You know, that's the third one this week.
- I know.
I'll see you.
- All right.
MANAGER: How you doing? DANNY: Good.
Thank you for opening up.
You kidding? Think I want somebody drugging my people or my customers? MANAGER: Is Delinda okay? DANNY: Yeah, she's okay.
- Could I get that surveillance tape? - Of course.
- Just get this guy, Danny.
- All right.
Thank you.
[Car horns honking.]
DANNY: [Voiceover.]
Chain smoker.
Old lady, not a chance.
Beautiful girl.
Bingo.
Excuse me, miss? I thought that Traffic Control's job was to stop gridlock, not cause it.
Cheesy line, Danny.
- Do I know you? - I hope so.
We shared many a shower together.
I think that I would've remembered taking a shower with you.
[In masculine voice.]
It's me, Danny - Kyle.
- Kyle? Oh, my God.
Kyle? Kyle Jackson from baseball? [Shushes.]
It's Kitty now.
What do you think? Pretty impressive? Maybe we should talk.
- So, how long has it been, Danny? - Apparently a long time.
Come on.
You had to know.
- Actually, Kyle, l - It's Kitty.
DANNY: Kitty.
Sorry.
KITTY: It's okay.
Takes a while to get used to.
VENDOR: Here's your coffee, Kitty.
Last time I saw you, you were heading off to the Marines.
And you were heading to spring training with the Yankees.
KITTY: Change of plans.
DANNY: I'll say.
Don't they hurt? No.
Actually, they're quite enjoyable.
- Wanna feel? - No.
I'm good.
It's okay, Danny.
It's not sexual or anything.
Although I always did have a crush on you.
DANNY: [Laughing nervously.]
Yeah.
- I need a favour.
- Anything for an old baseball buddy.
KITTY: Dude, you need to get back in the gym.
Nothing women hate worse than a flabby butt.
DANNY: Flabby butt? - How are you? Hey, did you know that Kyle - Was a woman now? - Everybody knows, Danny.
- I didn't know.
- There's a lot you don't know.
- Apparently so.
- You wanna grab breakfast? - I don't have time.
We're looking for a guy who's out there drugging women.
- So tell all your friends.
And be careful.
- Okay.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Guy's been on a lounge awhile.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Check on him.
MITCH: Already did.
He's asleep.
ED: Move it ahead a little.
Stop.
Push in.
Go ahead.
[Projector humming.]
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Yeah, the guy in the reddish pants.
ED: Wait.
Freeze.
Back it up.
Slow.
Give me an insert.
ED: Freeze! DANNY: Enhancing image.
[Suspenseful instrumental music.]
[Tape rewinding.]
DANNY: Flunitrazepam.
ED: Yeah, it's a sedative depressant.
Sold all over the world.
It's not legal here, though.
ED: Go ahead.
Move it forward.
Slow.
ED: Bastard.
ED: Effects occur within about 20 minutes.
Why don't you just move it ahead? [Tape forwarding.]
ED: Keep going.
ED: Move it.
DANNY: This is when she called me.
[Ed sighs heavily.]
DANNY: That's our guy.
ED: Give me the reverse angle.
ED: Go to another one.
Give me another camera.
ED: What the heck's that? DANNY: That's it.
- That's it? - That's it.
Who put the surveillance cameras in this joint? He's wearing a wig and we can't identify him.
That's all we have.
I want you to go in there and redo this entire place.
Put state-of-the-art cameras every 12 feet.
ED: That stinks! DANNY: All right.
Okay.
I'm gonna patch in the Traffic Control tape.
Wait.
Everybody get some coffee.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Yes, sir.
ED: Today.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: Yes, sir.
[Computer beeping.]
Son of a bitch.
[Suspenseful instrumental music.]
ED: Move it.
ED: Ready.
Freeze.
ED: Punch.
DANNY: I'll run the plate.
23Q PR9.
[Tense instrumental music.]
That's my girl.
You got another one? ED: I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch.
[Lively instrumental music.]
[Upbeat instrumental music.]
RAPIST: So what are you doing? SAM: Okay, I think I've had enough sun for today.
Something I said? You forgot your water.
SAM: Thanks.
RAPIST: Maybe we'll hook up later.
A lot later.
SURVEILLANCE MAN: There's an alien who has a tentacle stuck in the Jacuzzi.
Have maintenance go down there His car's a rental picked up at the airport.
Phoenix name and address, both false.
You know if he tried to check in any hotel under that alias? Not in Vegas or any of the surrounding areas.
This guy's a pro.
It's obvious that he scouted Delinda's club before he hit it.
He knew where every camera was positioned.
Are you sure it's a good idea to keep the cops out of this? ED: Punch up the MIT guys on 22.
[Whooshing instrumental music.]
DANNY: Ed, we need to get someone in their room.
Mitch, have a maid wander up there and leave the door open so we can have a look around.
See, I watched Delinda beat the crap out of this guy.
This guy's gonna have to use deceit.
Because he's marked.
Exactly.
Sunglasses.
MITCH: I got a maid going into the room now, 25 West, 139.
[Whooshing instrumental music.]
Housekeeping.
[Lock beeps.]
[Machinery beeping.]
They are pigs.
All right, find me someone who can go in there and identify that stuff they got.
- Mike can.
- Good.
Get him up here.
Then I want you to put word out on the street.
I want everyone in town looking for some rat bastard with sunglasses.
It's Vegas.
Everybody's gonna be wearing sunglasses.
Yeah, but this guy's got to wear them everywhere, inside and out.
ED: And Danny.
DANNY: Yeah.
Might be a good idea for you to stop by and see Delinda.
All right, I'll stop in the club after I send Mike up.
DANNY: Ed needs you in surveillance.
MIKE: What's up? We need you to identify that equipment those MIT boys have.
- I knew they were up to something.
- And spread the word: Anybody wearing sunglasses, I wanna know about.
Delinda must've done a serious number on that guy's face.
I need you to talk to all your old friends.
We're looking for anybody wearing sunglasses at night.
- You mean like the song? - Just like the song.
This is serious.
We got to find this guy.
[Soft pop music playing.]
- You okay? - Yeah.
My father sent you down to check on me, didn't he? No.
- Yeah.
He did.
- I figured.
But I was gonna come anyway.
[Quietly.]
Thanks.
DANNY: So Ed sent me down here to redo all the surveillance cams.
I'm thinking triangle pattern, I wanna see the tape.
And a low-light intensifier, so you can filter Danny, I wanna see it.
Delinda, you're not gonna be able to ID the guy.
Everybody asks me if I'm okay, and I say yes because I don't want anybody to feel sorry for me.
But the truth is, I can't remember anything.
You kicked the crap out of that guy.
It was unbelievable.
[Chuckles.]
That's what I heard.
You were awesome.
But that doesn't mean I want him dead.
If you deliver this guy to my father, he's gonna kill him.
- Yeah.
- Not that he doesn't deserve it.
- But you can't let him.
- I'll take care of it.
- You promise? - Yeah.
I'll take care of it.
- Okay.
- All right.
You know, that night I do remember one thing.
When I was in trouble, I called you.
[Guest shouting guttural gibberish.]
DANNY: What did the MIT boys have in their rooms? A better question would be, "What didn't they have?" Capacitors, relay switches, networkable laptops power schematics for every hotel on The Strip.
- And what can they do with all this? - Override the electronic security for every hotel, co-opting each system with their own.
Depending on their software, which is state-of-the-art they can re-rig odds on every electronic game in the casino.
And we'd never know about it.
Not as long as they can supply enough power to the capacitors.
- And where do they get the power? - Power grid.
[Mike sighs.]
If they pull this off, how much money are we talking? Theoretically, a whole lot.
[Cell phone rings.]
Danny McCoy.
Danny, Rio at Vertigo.
A guy just walked in wearing sunglasses.
He's just scoping out the place but it looks like he's trying to find somebody.
I'm shooting you pictures right now.
Right.
Run him through all our files, everything.
Cross-check this guy against the tapes we got from Delinda and from Traffic Control.
MITCH: We won't be able to ID him.
I don't need to ID him.
I just wanna find out if he's our guy.
[Computer beeping.]
Danny, it's Nessa for you.
She's on the floor, P6.
DANNY: Danny.
NESSA: Your fake ID girls are asking for you.
DANNY: All right.
I'm on my way.
I got to go back down.
[Computer beeps.]
No match.
[All cheering.]
Listen, I didn't know that you and Kitty from Traffic Control were a thing.
- What? - Former Kyle Jackson, minus the johnson? SAM: It's a little freaky-deaky.
- Probably why Delinda dumped you.
- Delinda didn't dump me.
- She okay? - Yeah.
I think so.
Groundhog Summer.
Brings out the last freaks of the season every time.
I had this guy today who would not leave me alone.
He was trying to hide his two black eyes behind a pair of sunglasses.
Wait.
Black eyes? SAM: Yeah.
Both.
DANNY: Where was this? - He was by the pool.
- When? - This afternoon.
- What time? Between 3:00 and 4:00.
[Whooshing instrumental music.]
ED: Yeah.
DANNY: Ed.
It's Danny.
I'm sending Sam up.
I think our guy talked to her out by the pool this afternoon between 3:00 and 4:00.
Play back everything you got from the pool between 3:00 and 4:00 this afternoon.
He may be the guy who drugged Delinda, and she did a number on him so he may be covering it with sunglasses.
DANNY: Go up and point him out.
TERl: We've been looking for you.
- Hi.
- Didn't I take all your fake IDs yesterday? We just wanted to invite you to this.
[Girls giggling.]
[Gasps.]
A rave! Remember the '90s? Whatever.
Every hot girl in Vegas will be there.
Including us.
DANNY: A rave.
Perfect hunting ground for a predator.
[Techno music playing.]
I'm not sure this is a good idea.
Just give me a positive ID.
I'll take it from there.
ED: Wait.
Look at the guy.
See him? DELINDA: No.
That's not him.
See this guy up front there? - I can't tell from here.
- Come on.
Let's go.
Excuse us here, will you? A little old for a rave, don't you think, pops? [Yells.]
[Moans.]
[Whooshing instrumental music.]
That's him! DANNY: It's a beach party.
Everyone's wearing sunglasses.
[Rock music playing.]
ED: I love you, too.
Danny's here.
I love you.
DANNY: The DNA results from the skin under Delinda's fingernails.
It takes three weeks for Metro to get those results.
DANNY: How did you get the CIA to No positive ID.
His name's not in the database.
This guy knows we're onto him.
Let's just get the cops involved.
Listen.
Listen good.
If this guy spots one cop, he's going under and we'll never catch him.
And I'm not gonna lose this guy, Danny.
ED: Did you get the town covered? DANNY: Yes.
ED: Airports? DANNY: Yes.
ED: Bus stations, roadways? DANNY: Rental cars, limos cabs, helicopters charter planes that fly over the Grand Canyon.
The only way out of here is to walk, and that's covered, too.
The point is, even with everything covered, there's the possibility that he left last night.
- If I were him, I would've left last night.
- Danny, you are not him.
Look, when you went with my daughter, it pissed me off some of the time.
Okay, it pissed me off most of the time.
But, the truth is I never, for one minute thought that you would ever hurt her or any other woman.
This guy, this creep, he enjoys hurting women.
ED: He enjoys it.
We may have a pattern here.
Look at this.
We got DNA matches from San Diego, LA and Palm Springs.
And Groundhog Summer's the last stop of the season.
That's why he's here.
All right.
I'm bringing the cops in on this.
Listen.
If you mention it again, I'm gonna pull your tongue out and mail it to your father! Once more! Okay, he can't show his face and we're already onto the wig and the sunglasses.
DANNY: What about alien makeup? ED: Absolutely.
That's excellent.
This convention ends with the Blast Off Bash at Mystique.
That gives us less than four hours.
Get all our video and run it through facial recognition.
- Maybe we'll catch him going in there.
- There's too many people.
Do we have to discuss it? Can you do it? It's a good idea.
Go ahead.
Yes, actually, swim-up blackjack is that way and the limbo contest is that way.
Only two more days before we stop being a $2 billion summer camp.
- What's up with the creep? - We're running out of time.
- You have to find this guy.
- Tell me something I don't know.
DANNY: What's up? One of my guys saw something in the bushes when he was shagging a car.
See you.
SAM: Hi.
[Upbeat instrumental music.]
STUDENT 1: Entering up secondary protocol now.
STUDENT 2: I haven't finished coding operational stability.
STUDENT 1: You're a dork to the 100th power.
STUDENT 2: Ready for transfer.
[Insect buzzing.]
STUDENT 1: Sending out Dork Express.
STUDENT 2: Finally.
STUDENT 1: Dork.
Good morning.
I'm Danny McCoy, your hospitality host.
We didn't ask for a hospitality host.
Then, may I ask what you're doing in the bushes? Pruning? [Students snickering.]
Among my many degrees is one in law.
And I know that sitting in the bushes outside a Las Vegas hotel does not constitute a crime.
You have maps of the Las Vegas metropolitan power grid, the sewer system and computers with sophisticated code-breaking software.
Not to mention that you were tapping into our main data system.
I'm sure the Department of Homeland Security would be interested in having a chitchat with you fellows.
That's it.
I want an attorney.
That would be good.
That would be real good.
Because the second you ask for an attorney, the cops have to stop questioning you.
DANNY: Thing is, I'm not a cop which means I can turn you directly over to the Department of Justice who, under the Patriot Act, can hold you for up to six months before you can even smell an attorney.
Guantanamo, here you come.
[Autodial dialling.]
- I think maybe we should talk.
- That'd be smart.
That'd be really smart.
So, what's the deal, fellows? What were you doing out in the bushes? Were you forecasting the weather? - Where's the challenge in that? - Come on.
Las Vegas has a continuous high pressure averaging over 30 inches at least 300 days out of the year.
[Snickering.]
[Snickering stops.]
[Clears throat.]
What were you doing in the bushes? [Clears throat.]
That's where the central trunk line to the signage runs.
DANNY: The signage? STUDENT 1: Hello? The big TV screens in front of all the casinos? We were planning to change the marquees in Vegas, all of them.
- Change them to what? - "MIT Rules.
Caltech Sucks.
" [Laughing.]
DANNY: You're kidding? We're from MIT.
We don't kid.
Caltech kicked our asses at the engineering convention last week.
Payback's a bi-atch.
We pull this off, they're gonna play it on MSNBC CNBC STUDENTS: NBC! [Whoops.]
STUDENT 1: They'll play this worldwide.
[Cell phone rings.]
Yeah? The computer can't tell if any of them is our guy.
ED: The makeup, it's too thick and elaborate.
All right.
[Clears throat.]
That's because your facial recognition software it's not configured properly to measure the distance between multiple plot points.
[Students snicker quietly.]
DANNY: "The computer can't tell" You tapped my phone call? You guys know something about facial recognition software? [Snickering quietly.]
You kidding me? We wrote the book on it.
He means we wrote the code on it.
STUDENT 1: See, I told you they're still analogue.
STUDENT 2: Mind if we take a look around? STUDENT 3: You know, just for a second? ED: Who the hell are these three? DANNY: Software experts.
ED: Excuse me.
STUDENT 3: Do you mind? ED: Do I mind what? STUDENT 3: Tapping into your system.
This room is totally secured, and I have a jamming system.
Which keeps everyone outside from getting in, but once you're in a simple 802.
11g card and a password generator is all you need.
- A sweet wireless network.
- Thank you.
STUDENT 3: I'm in.
STUDENT 1: Measure the distance between the eyes.
Consider facial asymmetry, head circumference and our software will self-correct for the makeup.
Come here.
Aren't these the kids who were trying to rip us off? They're not trying to rip us off.
They're from MIT and they all have PhDs in high-speed data matching.
ED: They look like the Three Stooges.
We're running four million comparative calculations a second.
These guys can accelerate that by 10.
And they all have the latest technology in facial recognition.
Why again, exactly, is it that they're trying to help us? I kind of made a little deal with them.
What kind of a little kind of deal did you make? You don't wanna know.
Look, if they screw up I'm gonna take your corpse and beat them with it.
STUDENT 3: Your guy's not here.
DANNY: He's got to be.
ED: You checked all the cameras? ED: I told you to change Mystique's system.
I did.
Wait.
Try cameras 1440 through 1444.
Those are the new cameras I put in the Mystique.
STUDENT 3: I got a match.
STUDENT 2: That's Alien Commander from Troilus 6.
Don't tell me you guys haven't seen the Primus trilogy? Well, that's your guy right there.
No doubt about it.
STUDENTS: Alien Commander.
Let's go.
[Techno music playing.]
DANNY: There's got to be a dozen of them.
All right, we'll grab them one by one.
You go there.
- You, come here.
- Excuse me.
You, stand back.
DANNY: All right, I need your masks.
All of you.
Come here.
[Rapist grunts.]
Get up! [Rapist grunts.]
DANNY: Back up! Everybody back up! Oh, God.
RAPIST: I want a lawyer! ED: Shut up.
ED: I am your lawyer.
DANNY: What are you gonna do with him? - Got a nice little spot in the desert.
- You cannot do this.
You're with me or you're not.
I was kind of hoping that you were with me.
I'm with you.
DANNY: Think about what you're doing.
ED: I have thought about it.
ED: Call your girlfriend in Traffic Control.
ED: Tell her to shut down all the cameras on Highway 160.
Traffic Control.
DANNY: Kitty, it's Danny.
KITTY: Danny.
Are traffic cams ever down? - Only when we do maintenance checks.
- I need you to do one now.
Highway 160.
Sure.
[Suspenseful instrumental music.]
RAPIST: Where are you taking me? Where's he taking me? Ed, you can't do this.
[Ominous instrumental music.]
ED: Get out.
RAPIST: No.
ED: What? RAPIST: No.
DANNY: Ed! Please.
This is crazy.
Come on.
[Rapist grunts in pain.]
[Groaning.]
ED: Take off your clothes.
DANNY: Ed, you can't do this.
- I didn't do anything.
- Right.
[Gasping.]
The cops are gonna find out.
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
- Get the shovels, Danny.
- I'm not digging his grave.
Forget it.
[Rapist panting.]
Maybe you're right.
He should dig his own grave.
Use your hands.
RAPIST: I can't.
The ground's too hard.
- Dig.
- Oh, God.
Please don't.
[Whimpering.]
ED: What? RAPIST: Please don't.
Did "please don't" work when my daughter said it? Or any of the others? Did it work? [Whimpering.]
I didn't think so.
ED: Just say goodbye, dirt bag.
DANNY: Ed.
No! [Gun clicks.]
RAPIST: [Whimpering.]
Oh, God.
[Rapist sobs.]
You didn't actually think I was gonna kill him, did you? No.
Not at all.
[Sirens approaching.]
DANNY: [Voiceover.]
Another Groundhog Summer is in the books.
And tomorrow another 300,000 people come to town to celebrate something else.
For us locals, it's a reminder that no matter how bad it gets in Vegas we take care of our own.
No matter how crazy it gets, the party never stops.
This is the greatest Groundhog Summer ever! Viva Las Vegas, baby!