Veronica Mars s01e11 Episode Script

Previously on Veronica Mars: If it isn't my predecessor and mentor.
Anything special for the one-year anniversary of Lilly Kane's murder? Tell me again how you solved the crime.
An anonymous tip? Did anybody show up to collect a reward? You find that strange? Damn it.
That's really criminal of you.
- I'm Veronica, by the way.
- Mac.
I know who's responsible for scaring Mom away from Neptune.
Clarence Wiedman, the man who took surveillance photos of me.
So if Jake Kane is my biological father that information is going to be worth millions.
Good morning.
Or not.
You don't go to the Oceanside bars that the college kids hang out at, do you? I prefer the biker bar by the train station.
I get more attention there.
I'm kidding.
Why would you ask me that? Twenty-year-old coed washed up dead on the beach.
Scary.
Wait.
Wasn't this your case? I thought they caught this guy in Oakland two years ago.
Well, apparently they didn't.
Everyone wanted to believe the Oakland Strangler committed the Neptune crimes too.
It never quite fit.
It was so important for the mayor and chamber of commerce to put the scare behind us.
People are really freaking out about this E-String Strangler.
My mom is scared to drive home alone.
I told her this time she can be happy she's not a guy's type.
- My dad barely let me out this morning.
- I hear you do detective stuff for people.
- I do favors for friends.
- I can pay.
Sit down, friend.
What can I do for you? I was hoping that you could find some dirt on my parents.
Why, Jackson Douglas, I do declare.
- You want me to get dirt on your parents? - I need leverage.
They're crazy strict.
They grounded me for two months for smoking in my room.
Apparently you've never spent time in a black woman's house.
- Be glad you're still walking.
- Yeah, well they act like they were always perfect.
Everything I do wrong is catalogued so they can rub my nose in it later.
Sure you can handle the truth? The '70s and '80s were not pretty decades for people.
- We've all seen the pictures.
- I can handle it.
Now, as for the small matter of compensation.
I love my parents.
All right, come to my party.
No need to bring gifts.
Happy birthday to me.
A rite of fall.
Madison Sinclair's birthday.
Best party of the year.
And I can't go because I'm grounded.
Her parents must love her.
If they loved her, they would've got the real Beatles.
Veronica Mars.
Your daddy here, or is he busy peeking in people's windows? You stop dressing up like Little Bo Peep he'll stop peeking.
- Your father? Deputy Lamb is here.
- He's got the mayor with him.
- Show him in.
Yeah, sure.
I'll just have Rod Serling wait out here on the couch.
The detective will see you now.
It's been a long time, Keith.
- I know.
- Good to see you.
- I wish it were under better circumstances.
- Sit down.
Can I get anybody anything? Water? Coffee? A banana? - We're good.
- Okay.
Just leaving.
- So how can I help you, gentlemen? - You know the situation we're in.
Thank you, Keith.
Appreciate it.
See you tomorrow, Lamb.
Can't wait.
What was that about? What's tomorrow? The day I go back to work at the sheriff's department.
You're going back to the sheriff's department? It's temporary.
I'm just there for the E-String Strangler case.
And you're teaming up with Lamb? It's a bitter pill, I know, but they're paying me my normal hourly.
And Lamb agreed to this? His head didn't explode? The mayor didn't give him a choice.
I'm the closest thing they have to an E-String Strangler authority.
And it's a big priority for the mayor.
A killer preying on partying college girls tends to kill the spring break business.
So this is all about tourist revenue? God bless America.
Well, whatever their motive, I'm glad to be involved.
If you're working at the sheriff's office, you'll have access to the Lilly Kane files.
We can get our hands on the Crime Stoppers hotline recording.
Find out who the anonymous source was, who fingered Abel Koontz.
Veronica, that won't be on my agenda.
Here are the highlights.
Your dad was busted trying to buy an eight-ball from an undercover cop at an Eagles concert in '74.
Your mom had five speeding tickets and a collision before graduating high school.
I don't care what they say about you, Veronica Mars.
You rock.
Yes, I do.
I also take cash.
I hear you can dig up dirt on parents.
The first two victims, Katherine Wells, Andrea Sims were found in 2001 and 2002, respectively.
They had certain shared characteristics.
Both were undergrads on break, both were attractive, social girls and both had - Hard partiers.
High levels of alcohol in their blood, and both were abducted on Friday nights.
Technically, early Saturday morning, from midnight to closing time.
The bodies were found in the bay.
A single, nickel-plated guitar string tied around their necks.
The latest victim, Amy Polk, was killed with the exact same m.
o.
- He kills them with the guitar strings? - No, that's just It's his signature.
His mark.
The girls are asphyxiated.
The strangler thing came from the press.
It's a misnomer.
There's evidence that these women have been held for 48 hours in a contained space, basically suffocated.
The murders are like the Hillside Strangler.
Except the Hillside Strangler did strangle the girls.
Party girls, like ours.
Picked up outside of bars.
The killer leaves his mark.
Okay.
Except for the asphyxiation, the imprisonment, the body disposal these cases have a lot in common.
What do we know about the killer? He hates women, craves attention, he's a loser.
The weekend killings suggest that the guy has a traditional job.
Amy Polk was found with wristbands from some local bars on her wrist and smudged ink on her palm that looked like a phone number.
Lab boys in L.
A.
Are deciphering it.
Imagine the poor sucker waiting for that phone call.
Your mom sued her parents for emancipation when she was 16 and then moved to Hollywood.
According to the Internet Movie Database she went on to play such roles as Trucker's Girlfriend, Screaming Maid and Bi-curious Roommate.
" Your mother was married in 1985 for 36 days.
Shut up.
To a pro skier she met on spring break.
They drove to Vegas, did it drive-through style.
- And she had it annulled.
- And she calls me boy crazy.
You just made my year.
- Hey.
- Hi, Mac.
- Hope I'm not interrupting anything.
- Come on in.
That's a spiffy new Beetle you're driving these days.
Yeah.
Well, the purity test was probably my finest hour.
But that's nothing compared to what this could be.
It's time to think global and act local.
Okay.
You're exposing parental secrets for 50 bucks a pop.
We create this website, double the fee.
We have no overhead because I've already bought the domain name.
With your sleuth prowess and my programming skills I don't think it's an exaggeration to say we would rule the entire known universe.
I can barely handle school and my cases as it is.
Think about it.
This isn't just a college fund.
- Potentially, this is our retirement fund.
- I will definitely think about it.
There is just one more thing about my folks that I was wondering about.
You PI's have access to search engines that would take me weeks to hack into, so - I mean, I have cash.
- Gotcha.
Keep your money.
- It's a professional courtesy.
- It's not that they're bad parents.
They just don't get me.
They're nachos and NASCAR people, and I'm more - Falafels and Fellini? - Exactly.
- Your last name is Mackenzie, right? - Natalie and Sam.
- Mom is Natalie Franklin? - Yep.
- Oh, you had a birthday a couple days ago.
- Yeah.
One more year till I can leave home.
Okay.
Sam's had a few tickets, tax audit.
Nothing strange.
- Except that.
- What? According to this, they won a million-dollar lawsuit against Neptune Memorial Hospital in '92.
- No way.
That's gotta be a mistake.
- Hello.
Sleuth prowess.
Come on.
They hate lawyers, and they never even go near the hospital.
- You want me to look into it? - Yeah.
I do.
Neptune isn't short on millionaires but I figure a judgment that big against a local hospital might have made the papers.
It's beginning to look like I'm wrong.
Hold the phone.
I was expecting something like, "Woman accidentally receives pig heart.
" But, no, I have to find out the one thing that can completely wreck Mac's life.
How do you live a normal life once you find out you were switched at birth? Hello, Cleveland.
- Spinal Tap.
- What? The movie, Spinal Tap.
You've never seen Spinal Tap? No.
That explains a lot.
Do you see someone that actually works here? You guys look like you need help.
I think he's waiting for you to throw your panties.
- Can we lose the noise? - Noise? All I hear are sound waves woven into melodic poetry.
Hey.
We can do this here or down at the sheriff's department.
So, what's up? Looking for a band for the policeman's ball? We're looking for a murderer.
We found this guitar string tied around the neck of his last victim.
Is there anything special about it? This exact string? This is a triple-nickel, antioxidant, special- order string we get for just one customer.
- A guy we call Devil Dave.
- Do you know where we can find him? Devil Dave.
Did you kill anyone this week? - Your basic guitar string? - Same as any other string.
Bet you the criminals in town are shaking in their boots knowing you're on the case.
Mental note, put in a security system.
- All right.
- So you think the killer's a guitar player? That is brilliant.
I think guitar players are a little too busy nailing women to strangle them.
Even the wannabes and losers living in Neptune who don't realize if they haven't made it by 30 it's because they're not going to, they're too busy? Nice artwork.
Yours? Guitar players.
The heroes of our modern age.
Strapping on a guitar, does it get rid of feelings of inadequacy? Does strapping on a gun? - Hey.
- Got a minute? Ryan, open that door and you'll know pain like you've never known in your pathetic little life.
Enjoy the peace.
It'll last about seven minutes, tops.
- Who's your curator? - You like it? It's my own little cave.
Whenever I run out of space, my dad just builds me more shelves.
Knock, knock.
You must be Veronica.
I wasn't sure if you were a normal eater or one of those freak-ball vegans, like Cindy.
More normal than freak-ball.
Thanks.
Okay.
Thanks, Mom.
Okay.
Cindy? It won out over Barbie.
So, what did you find out? It has to be pretty big for you to come deliver it in person.
Suspense effectively built.
Hit me.
Dad always says this is the job.
Telling people stuff they might not wanna know or might be better off not knowing.
It is big.
Like life-altering big.
So you should really think about if you wanna hear it or if you'd rather just forget it and go on with your life.
- And may I suggest option B? - I'm adopted, aren't I? Go ahead and tell me.
It would explain a lot.
Well, yes and no.
The Mackenzies aren't your biological parents.
So, what does that mean? You were sent home from the hospital with the wrong family.
Oh, my God.
- And there's more.
- More than that? Another family was awarded a million dollars at the same time.
Okay.
Another baby girl born a day after you were and your biological parents took her home.
Another girl, born a day after me.
I was switched at birth with Madison Sinclair? You were bartending Friday night at Body Shots when Amy Polk came in.
Recognize her? Honestly? I can't tell them apart anymore.
They all have that same "sorority girl in heat" look to me.
We suspect she was there with the man who killed her.
Gentlemen, I can't help.
Friday night is ladies' night.
Two for one shots.
It's wall-to-wall drunk bitches.
Mind toning down the language? Sorry.
Now, that one I would've noticed.
- That's my daughter.
- Wouldn't mind having her call me Daddy.
Sorry.
Sit down.
- Can I help you? - You must be new.
- I'm Keith Mars' daughter, Veronica.
- Leo.
- Did you tell me your sign? - My name, actually though I am, coincidentally enough, a Leo.
I'm just bringing some food for my dad.
You can put it on his desk if you want unless it's gonna go bad or something.
We have a mini-fridge I could put it in.
I'll take you up on that because there's coleslaw.
No problem.
A word of caution.
- You probably shouldn't trust me.
- Oh, yeah? Every night at 9, the whole crew goes out to dinner leaving the rookie here to answer the phones.
I usually wind up getting dinner out of the candy machine.
A pastrami sandwich could prove to be very tempting.
- You looked in my bag.
- I told you.
I'm a scoundrel.
A rogue deputy is among us.
No sandwich is safe.
I'll tell you what.
If you promise to come back and visit me, I'll stay out of the fridge.
Deal.
Oh, my, Deputy Leo.
You might as well leave me a key and a map.
What about the guys who hang at Body Shots? Anyone suspicious? Mostly loud-mouthed frat boys.
You know who you should talk to? - The worm.
- The worm? Yeah, this guy who shoots videotapes of the girls then sells them to Girls Gone Bad.
- Where do we find the worm? Think he's got a girl in there? I think he's got a video rental.
Yeah, can I help you? Sheriff's department.
We need to ask you questions.
- You recognize her? - No.
Are you sure? We heard you were filming at Body Shots the night she disappeared.
Take another look.
No, really, I don't know her.
I gotta get dressed for work, so if that's everything - Thanks for your time.
- All right.
Hey, if you think of anything, just give us a call.
I guess you didn't notice the guitar sitting out there in plain sight.
- I saw it.
Does he need a shirt reading "I'm the E-String Killer, arrest me"? He needed to look like he's not gonna soil himself.
If he gets more freaked out, he'll destroy those tapes before we get a warrant.
- You should have consulted me.
- What'd you want? Consult you in pig Latin? - He was standing right there.
- You don't make the decisions here.
- I am the sheriff.
- I noticed.
Thank you.
Hey, did you get any sleep last night? Because I Helping to keep America beautiful by picking up the litter? Wanna crash a party with me? Bad idea, Mac.
Bad, bad idea.
It's my chance to see how the other half lives especially since I should've been the other half.
- So this is where the bourgie folks live? - Upper, upper bourgie.
It'll be fine.
Hey, happy birthday.
What are you doing here? I came to celebrate your birth, but these two just wanna hook up.
- I mean, who invited you? - That would be Seth Russell from History.
- No, it was Adam Bunting.
- Adam Bunting? - Isn't that the guy that looks like Fievel? - That's Adam Hamilton.
- Nobody talks to him.
He's poor.
- He still looks like Fievel.
- But I didn't invite Adam.
- I remember.
It was Kevin Powell.
- Who? - Kevin Powell.
The last time I crashed an 09er party, I got ridiculed, roofied and woke up missing my underwear.
You can imagine how glad I am to be back.
Hey, hey, I hear you're working some magic lately.
Can you help me get my parents off my back? I'm gonna go find a bathroom.
Shop's closed right now, bud.
All right, come see me at school on Monday.
Hi.
- Hi.
- You didn't see me, huh? I'm Lauren.
I'm Madison's sister.
Hi, Lauren.
- I'm Mac.
- That's a cool name.
Thanks.
So what are you reading? - The Westing Game.
It's really good.
- Yeah, it is.
- Probably finish it tonight.
Madison says I have to stay in here.
- What are you doing in my parents' library? - She's read my book.
No one's supposed to be here.
It's off-limits.
There you are.
And you.
I won't even start.
- God, Madison, they're here for your party.
- No, Lauren, they're crashing my party.
You need to leave.
You don't belong here.
- Well, actually - We were just leaving.
Right, Mac? Happy birthday, Madison.
Thanks for being such a gracious host.
Martha Stewart has nothing on you.
I could tell Mac I know how she feels, but the truth is, I don't.
When I had the opportunity to learn my paternity I chose blissful ignorance with a side of gnawing doubt.
Think she's even read five books in that library? She wouldn't know Monet's Water Lilies unless Revlon named a nail polish after it.
I have a blood sister I've never even heard of.
And Madison has a brother.
Why didn't they just trade us back? We would've gotten over it eventually.
Suppose they got kind of attached in those first four years? They should've figured it out way before then.
At 2, I was spitting out corn dogs and tuning the radio to NPR.
You ever find out what happened to that million dollars? I'm still working on it.
Unless you wanna just blow it off.
No.
Keep checking.
I've come this far.
See you.
Okay, well, thanks for calling me back.
That was one of the Girls Gone Bad producers.
They've never even heard of Eddie Laroche.
So this guy's been videotaping girls for his own personal enjoyment.
Nice.
Told you I had a bad feeling about that guy.
- This the stuff from his apartment? - Yeah.
Pervert's recorded 40 tapes worth of girls flashing their ta-tas.
- We should split these up - We'll split them up and see if the victims are on them.
- Perfect.
Hey.
The strings from Eddie's guitar match the strings left on the victims.
I know.
I'm shameless.
But every time I start to feel guilty I remind myself that Lilly would be thinking about colleges right now or what new CD played at maximum volume would most annoy her mother and I remember my mission.
Hungry? - So, what made you decide to be a cop? - Well, the same old tired story.
I was sent here by the agency to do a stripogram for Inga an armed robbery call came in, I figured I was in uniform anyway, so, what the hell? So you're saying you just kind of stumbled into it.
Oh, what I'm trying to say is, this uniform, it's a tear-away.
Hello? Is anyone back there? - Hi.
- Hi.
I need to talk to someone about the noise level in my neighborhood which is truly out of control.
I mean, you got motorcycle gangs, gunshots, heavy metal music.
It's gotten to the point where I can't sleep at night.
I'll bet that if my zip code ended in 0909 we'd have a patrol car swinging by the house every 10 minutes.
"Good evening, Mr.
Weevil, anything we can do for you?" That kind of service.
But, no, it's the barrio, so you figure, "Hey, they'll sort it out themselves.
" Don't get me started on what this is doing to the property values there.
I have a good mind to run for city council, and if I win I'll promise you, heads will roll.
- We could send a patrol car.
I wonder if I'm better off speaking with your supervisor.
- Well, he won't be in until morning.
- Well, then you leave the sheriff a note.
He shouldn't expect Eli Navarro Esquire's vote this year.
Sorry.
I couldn't get rid of him.
No problem.
Seventeen? You're 17? I don't see how my age is relevant to this discussion.
- Well, then you're not reading my mind.
- I'm afraid to ask.
And how old are you? - Twenty.
- Yeah.
I can read the wisdom in your eyes.
I have one line.
That's it.
You wanna hear it? Sure.
My band's playing this weekend.
If you wanna come down, I'll put you on the guest list.
- And that line works? - On occasion.
The good thing about it is it's a no-risk line.
You throw it out there.
If she shows up, hey, she's interested.
If she doesn't, you haven't embarrassed yourself.
Of course, if the girl you're chatting up can't get into the club well, the whole thing is kind of useless.
A cop that rocks.
What will they think of next? I'm trying to cover all fantasy bases.
The Crime Stoppers hotline CD I snuck out of the evidence room should have a recording of every call on it.
What I wanna know, who gift-wrapped Abel Koontz for Sheriff Lamb? There's been a suspicious vehicle parked on my street for days.
I'm wondering if it's connected to the Lilly Kane murder.
I think I saw the girl the day of the murder, at the gas station on Main.
What's up? It was me.
I killed her.
My neighbor.
I can hear I have grave concerns about a sheriff's department that would A logical byproduct of the evil practices of Kane Software.
I know who killed the Kane girl.
His name is Abel Koontz.
He lives in a houseboat on the marina.
Amy Polk is on this tape.
Let's bring this guy in.
As always, a day late and a dollar short.
I already got him sweating in interrogation.
She was on one of mine.
- So how do you wanna play this? - I say we play to our strengths.
So I'm good cop? Why don't you admit it, scumbag? Say it.
"I killed those girls.
" - I wanna go home.
- Oh, I'm sure you do.
But you still haven't told us why two of the murdered girls ended up in your little do-it-yourself porno tapes.
Why did you lie to us, Eddie? Why did you tell us you didn't know Amy Polk? - There have been so many - Why'd you keep them alive 48 hours? Huh? Are you lonely, Eddie? Did you just need someone to talk to? If I tell you, can I go home? Start writing.
We'll see.
Don, can I talk to you a sec? Everything we have on this guy is circumstantial.
I mean, obviously he has some mental issues.
- No judge is gonna allow his confession.
- I'll take that chance.
- I'm saying I'm not sure he's our guy.
- What's the problem? Too easy for you? Let me ask you something.
Where did he keep those girls for all that time? Not his apartment, the walls are too thin.
We know he doesn't have other property.
I don't think we can eliminate the possibility that it was someone else.
Like who? Jake Kane? Well, lookie here.
He's writing.
Keith, I'll handle it from here.
We will send you a check.
What do you got for me, Eddie? Is it a page-turner? - Hello? - Mac, it's Veronica.
Hey.
I just e-mailed you a sound file.
The voice on it has been digitally altered.
- Do you think you can strip it down? - Maybe.
I'll give it a shot.
Thanks.
Also, I think I found out what happened to the money from the lawsuit.
You know Fun Time Motors? They sell Jet Skis and four-wheelers.
- Yeah, sure.
My dad's a salesman there.
- He used to own it.
Your dad started that business in 1992.
He filed for bankruptcy in 1994, and it was bought out in early '95.
- You still there? - I'm okay, Veronica.
Really.
Mac, I know this is hard to hear but you did have a choice in all this.
- There's a reason this was kept a secret.
- Yeah.
I'm not gonna do anything stupid.
I just need time to think.
I'll talk to you later.
Hello.
Hi.
I'm Cindy.
I think I left my purse in the library when I was here for Madison's party.
You were Okay, well, come in.
- Lauren, this is - Hi, Mac.
- Hey.
Finish your book yet? - Twenty pages left.
Can't wait.
Mac thinks she might've left her purse in the library.
Would you check? It's leopard print.
So how's school? - It's good.
I mean, the actual school part is good anyway.
- What kind of college do you think you? - Mom.
Did you pick up the dry cleaning? - I can't find - Oh, hi, honey.
I guess you know Cindy.
She thinks she might have left something here.
You were here long enough to leave something? So anybody want a snack? No, thanks.
I'm not hungry.
- Sure.
If it's not too much trouble.
- No.
No trouble at all.
I'm going upstairs.
Thank you.
- So I could make you a sandwich or - You know, I should probably go.
It was nice to Are you sure? - Somebody, help me, please.
- What's the problem? My daughter, Kelly.
She went out last night with a group of girlfriends even though I warned her not to go to those bars.
- She didn't come home.
- Ma'am, I'm sure she's all right.
- What's going on? - Her daughter's missing.
The strangler's got her.
I know he does.
If you don't find her, I will hold you responsible.
All of you.
What are you doing? You're out.
Yeah, that was before I knew there was another girl missing.
We got the test results back from the writing on the victim's palm.
They put together a seven-digit number.
It belongs to Vic Sciarrafa.
- The bartender from Body Shots.
- Who's out in the field? - Heimark and Jones.
- Send them to this apartment I did.
He's not there, and his car isn't in the carport.
I want you to send out an APB, notify the feds.
We gotta move.
Okay, let's go.
Veronica, hey, it's Dad.
I just need to know where you are right now.
Veronica, it's me again.
Listen, I'm tracking your phone right now.
So you call me as soon as you get this.
It's cool.
It's cool.
Dad, everyone.
Everyone, Dad.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Are you okay, honey? Aside from never wanting to show my face again? - What's going on? - There's a new girl missing.
The killer might still be on the loose, and he He might be a guy who doesn't like me and does like you.
So you two know each other? Did I forget to mention that? You do this yourself? Yeah, we were getting a lot of noise complaints from the neighbors.
Will you follow Veronica to the sheriff's department? - Yeah.
- You got your piece with you? - Yeah.
- Okay.
You come.
Come here.
Deputy D'Amato and I are checking out Evermore Guitars.
- It's probably nothing.
- Roger.
Closed Saturday and Sunday.
Abducts the girl Friday, disposes of the body Sunday night.
- It's a theory, at least.
- What do you wanna do? Find a way in.
What is it? A wristband from Body Shots.
Hey, you stay here.
Give me a signal if he shows up.
Hello? Is someone out there? Yeah, hold on.
Hold on.
I'm coming for you.
I'm with the sheriff's department.
Hang tight.
Are you okay? Breathe.
Stop now, or I will shoot you.
You know saving the life of a gal's dad? Smooth.
Hey.
- Is everything okay? - Not really.
The sheriff just came and told me I've been suspended for a week.
Seems the evidence room was left unlocked during my shift the other night.
Somebody must have snuck off with the key when I wasn't looking.
You know anything about that? I can't say I wasn't warned.
Same old story.
Girl uses boy, girl falls for boy.
Boy saves girl's dad's life, girl gets what she deserves.
- Yeah? - It's me.
Are you busy? No.
I'm suddenly very free.
I decoded the message, I think, so wanna swing by tomorrow and hear it? - Sure.
- You gotta make it early, though.
- I'm going camping with my family.
- Camping? It's a biannual rite of torture.
I'll play this recording at a few different speeds.
- Tell me when you think it's right.
- Sounds good.
- Honey, did you remember a pillow? - Yup.
I packed it.
Good.
- So where are you guys headed? - Yosemite, maybe.
I never know till I get there.
Okay.
Here we go.
The Kane girl.
His name is Abel Koontz.
- No, nothing yet.
- Let's try this.
I know who killed the Kane girl.
- Veronica, I gotta go soon.
- I know.
Can you just try it one more time? His name is Abel Koontz.
- He lives in a houseboat on the marina.
- Stop.
I know who it is.
Ryan, if you don't wanna be left, I suggest you get into this camper.
Honey, you have everything you need? Pocketknife, headlamp, latest works of staggering genius? - Yeah, Dad, it's all accounted for.
- All right.
Cindy, what are you doing? - Come on, let's go.
- I'll be there in a minute, Mom.
So where are we going this year, anyway? Come on.
Let's hit the road.
I suppose this isn't my smartest move.
I don't care.
I want him to know what it feels like.
Hey, boss.
Package came for you.
- How did this package arrive? - Messenger.
I wanna find out who paid to have it sent here.
Today.
You send target photos of me to my mom, you call in the Abel Koontz tip.
Two words for you, Clarence Wiedman.
Game on.