Lethal Weapon (2016) s02e06 Episode Script

1 Howdy.
(ENGINE ROARING) (INTRO TO "JAILBREAK" BY THIN LIZZY PLAYING) (TIRES SQUEALING) (WHOOPS) Whoo! Corvette! There is no substitute.
Somewhere in this town See, me and the boys, we don't like it Oh, absolutely.
Now, I only joyride American.
- Hiding low, looking right to left - (SIREN WHOOPING) Damn it.
Jake, we might have ourselves a slight problem.
(SIREN WAILING) Slowing down, Riggs? You got a better idea? Speed up.
Unless you don't think you can take him, in which case Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak Somewhere in the town Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak - So don't you be around - Whoo-hoo! And I thought that move only worked on TV! (TIRES SCREECHING) Whoops.
Got any ideas? Yeah.
Run! OFFICER: Hey! You kids! Stop! MAN (IN DISTANCE): I look at back at the choices I've made, not just the decision to try and feed my family by robbing a dry cleaner Six dry cleaners.
And when I look back at all of it, I feel deep regret, uh for the damage that I've caused others, my family and, most of all, my young son.
(SNIFFS) Uh but if given the chance, I will put my focus into contributing to society the best that I can.
Uh, probably through charity work.
What sort of charity work? I like dogs.
I-I love dogs, so it'd probably be - something with that.
- Uh, Commissioner? Excuse the interruption.
Detective Martin Riggs, LAPD.
I'm here to speak on behalf of the prisoner.
Step forward, Detective.
(CLEARS THROAT SOFTLY) How do you know Mr.
Voss? Over the past few years, Jake Voss has been our most valuable informant.
He's assisted me in many of my criminal investigations.
COMMISSIONER: Are you aware, Detective, that Mr.
Voss has been in and out of jail since he was 18? Oh, from what I understand, he was much younger than that, sir.
(QUIET CHUCKLE) Our concern, simply put, is: has Mr.
Voss been rehabilitated? In my professional opinion as a law enforcement officer I'd say absolutely.
GUARD: Open the gate! Close it up! Informant? What the hell, man? If that gets out on the streets, I'm done.
Are these the same streets you're gonna do your canine charity work? When I said that you helped me in my criminal investigations, I wasn't lying considering everything I ever learned about crooks, I learned from you.
I appreciate that.
You appreciate it? Come here.
Just don't make me regret it, all right? I wasn't lying in there when I said I didn't want to go back to prison.
Good.
What? (GRUNTS) What are you doing? Huh? ‭Oh Hey, I just always wanted to hit a cop.
‭Yeah? Prison's made you soft, Jakey.
Of course.
All I could think about in there was Molly and my son Ben.
You know they moved up here to be closer to me? Wait a minute.
Molly left Texas for your ass? Yeah, like, five weeks ago.
And she's gonna flip when she sees me.
- And you, too.
- Come on, let's go.
Load up.
- (HORN HONKS) - ‭Uh, well I got to run, Detective.
Uh, me and my friend Kenny got an appointment at the parole office, thanks to you.
Tomorrow night, swing by Molly's she'd love to see you.
And I want you to meet Ben.
Chip off the old block.
Hope not.
(CAR DOORS CLOSE) (SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE) ROGER JR.
: Mom, Dad, I'm home! Where you at? MURTAUGH: RJ, what are you doing home? Laundry.
I-I ran out of detergent in my dorm room.
And here, it's free.
No, it's not.
I paid for it.
You realize the money that you wasted on gas driving here could have been used to buy your own detergent? ROGER JR.
: Wrong.
I used Dad's gas card, and that's free, too.
- RJ, do you not understand ‭ - Hey! The word "free"? Who put reefer in this box? RJ, I am very disappointed in you.
- Me? - ‭Mm-hmm.
You must be high right now.
'Cause it's not mine Hey, enough.
Who invited Mary Jane into my house? - It's not mine.
- I don't even live here.
Okay, look, you can talk to me it's okay.
Remember I'm the cool parent.
(LAUGHING) What are you laughing at? You know what? No one's gonna fess up? If only someone in this house had access to a high-tech law enforcement laboratory, where one - Ow.
- ‭single strand of hair could be tested for marijuana use.
So does any one of you have something to say before I have these analyzed? At least we got hair to pluck, Mr.
Clean.
(SNICKERING) I hope it's you.
I think it's Riana.
She probably fell in with a couple of beatniks.
Or it could be RJ.
You know, he's in college now he could be experimenting.
Or it's both of 'em having a little brother-sister bake-off.
Oh, you think this is funny? They probably think weed is cool because of you.
Look, I'm just saying they're good kids.
Right? Stoned or not.
Why are you in such a good mood? Ah, well, I've got a friend in town.
You know, nice to see a familiar face.
- I didn't know you had other friends.
- ‭Yeah.
When am I gonna meet him? That's not gonna happen.
Why not? He hates cops.
BOWMAN: Detectives, meet Albert and Candi Cook.
This morning they returned home from Palm Springs to find their safe cracked open and The bastard stole my gold bars.
Your gold bars? - Well, I declare.
- 20, to be exact.
- Worth three mil.
- CANDI: Albert recently transferred our entire savings into physical gold.
Well, what was I supposed to do, invest in the stock market? Please.
You get better odds in Vegas.
Trust me, folks, I, uh, I ran a hedge fund.
Interesting.
So I'm assuming you're pretty bullish on gold's long-term outlook.
Will you stop talking? Sorry.
Uh let's go look at the body.
BAILEY: Single GSW.
I'm guessing the guy's partner pulled a double-cross.
Hmm, no honor among thieves.
Oh, no, Rog, don't-don't forget about Robin Hood.
Was there any, uh, witnesses? Neighbor said he saw a blue car peel out in the middle of the night.
SCORSESE: Check it out.
Could be a phone number.
It's faded from sweat, but I'll see if I can work my magic.
Name's Kenny Stokes.
Paroled from prison wow, just yesterday.
MURTAUGH: Hmm.
So his partner waited for him to open his safe, shot him, and then took the gold? I guess someone had a worse partner than me.
MURTAUGH: Hey.
What you up to? Not a thing.
(GROANS) Figure out who the dope fiend - in your family is yet? - Not yet.
But you can bet I will.
All right.
Hey, so, I'm thinking about this long-lost friend of yours, and why don't we all get together for a beer? It's not gonna happen, Rog.
But Riggs, you know everything about me.
You know, it would be wonderful to meet someone who knows you from way back.
I mean, I'm sure he's a great guy.
Obviously, I'm incredible.
Well, it goes without saying.
Right.
I think we'd get along famously.
Yeah.
No.
AVERY: Okay, where are we on the Stokes case? Uh, we put out a BOLO for the suspect's car, - but nothing yet.
- BAILEY: I've compiled a list of Kenny Stokes' associates.
Considering he was just paroled, I figured I'd look into his former cellmates.
You know what? I'll take that.
Good for you, Riggs.
But isn't this something you normally hand over to Bowman and Bailey? N Normally, yes.
Uh, but that's all gonna change today.
Should I be concerned? About Riggs? Always.
MURTAUGH: Hey, Scorsese.
- How's it going, bud? - Ah.
I was just about to call you.
Coincidence.
Or is there a mind-meld - going on here? - I'm gonna go with coincidence.
That's not as fun.
I used sulfide of ammonium to lift the numbers.
It's for a cell phone for a Molly Hendricks.
Molly Hendricks.
Okay.
We'll get right on it.
Now, Roger, how may I assist you? Oh.
(CLEARS THROAT) I need you to run an analysis on these two hairs.
I don't remember finding any hairs at the crime scene.
Yeah.
They're-they're for a different case.
Now, I need you to test them for marijuana, but don't put the results in the system.
Why? I don't need to know.
And I'll keep it between us? Because I trust your judgment.
Total mind-meld.
(GRUNTS) Hey, if you want to get a good slide, back up right through there, and when you come in, hit the brakes, and then kick it around.
Hey! There you go.
Thanks, mister.
Oh, I I wouldn't call me a m-mister.
I mean, you're probably more mature than I am, so Then what should I call you? - Well - WOMAN: Trouble.
(CHUCKLES): No way.
Martin Riggs.
Hey, Molly.
Molly Hendricks, an L.
A.
girl.
Good Lord Almighty, I guess you live long enough, you'll just see everything, won't you? (LAUGHS): Oh, yeah.
Like Martin Riggs being an L.
A.
boy.
You take up surfing yet? You know, I'm still trying to perfect rollerblading.
You know, I'm so happy that you haven't lost your sense of humor, you know? Now, your looks Mm-hmm! You better be careful, because Ben already has one parent in jail.
All right Are you really all right? About that (CLEARS THROAT) What? What are you doing here, Martin? Jake was paroled yesterday.
Son of a bitch.
And he didn't call.
Should know better by now.
I just wish some day he'd get his life together.
Like you did.
Oh.
(LAUGHS) A part of me still can't believe you're a cop.
Yeah.
‭The way you and Jake carried on when we were kids.
Sometimes I wonder what the 12-year-old Martin would say if he saw me now, you know? He'd probably kick me in the groin, take off running.
Molly, I'm gonna need you to call me as soon as you hear from Jake.
He's already gone and done something stupid, hasn't he? That's why you're here.
I don't know.
But I need to talk to him.
(PHONE RINGING) One second.
- Hey.
- MURTAUGH: The numbers on Kenny's hands connects him to a woman named Molly Hendricks.
She's the girlfriend of his old cellmate, a Jake Voss.
Check this out.
He was paroled yesterday, too.
Meet me at Molly's 1411 Paul Terrace.
You know, funny, I am actually, uh, close by.
(PHONE BEEPS OFF) Well, hey, brother.
What are you doing? Looking for you.
- Jake! - ‭(ENGINE STARTS) - Jake! - ‭(TIRES SCREECHING) Hey! Hey! - (GROANS) - (ENGINE STARTS) (ENGINES REVVING) (TIRES SQUEALING) (CAR HORN BLARING) (CAR HORN BLARING) (TIRES SQUEALING, ENGINE REVVING) (TIRES SQUEALING, SIREN BLARING) (HORN BLARING) (HORN BLARES) (TIRES SQUEALING) (GROANS) ‭Did you kill that man? - No.
Come on, man.
- Look at me, Jake! God almighty, did you kill that man?! No.
No! You know I wouldn't do this.
Let me go.
(PANTING) You owe me.
(PANTING) You better not go far.
Thank you.
Okay.
(ENGINE STARTS) (TIRES SQUEALING) (SIREN CHIRPING) (TIRES SQUEAK) Hey.
(DISTANT SIRENS) Why did you let him go?! You know that friend I had mentioned? - You just missed him.
- (SIREN CHIRPS) AVERY: Listen up, everybody.
The suspect's name is Jake Voss, and he has quite the rap sheet.
Where to begin? At, uh, 12, he (WHISPERING): I'm not comfortable.
youthful shoplifting thing, went straight to pulling grand theft auto.
- Don't touch my settings.
- By the time he was 16, he'd begun an illustrious I said I'm not comfortable with you letting a murderer go.
Well, Jake's not a murderer, okay? Stupid, yes, but he's not a killer.
And I thought getting to know one of your friends would help me understand you better.
- Yeah, well, you were wrong.
- ‭Yeah, I was.
Let's go get him.
Everybody back to work.
(GROANS) Hey.
Where you going? I'm gonna go talk to Jake.
By yourself? Man, come on.
Look, Rog, it's better this way for both of us.
It's unbelievable.
You trust that convict more than me? No.
Roger, it's just complicated, okay? You know what? Tell me, what do you owe this dude? Okay, I understand there was a history, but do you actually believe that he's innocent? - Do you? - ‭I do.
And if and if he did it, are you gonna bust him? I'll even let you read him his rights.
Come on.
(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE) (CAR DOOR BELL DINGING) Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Who's this guy? Just relax, all right? This is Roger, my partner.
He's cool.
What's up, Roger? It's illegal to drink alcohol in public.
I thought you said he was cool? I lied.
Start talking.
All right, so Kenny and I are sitting in our parole officer's waiting room.
Tells me he's got a line on a big money score.
- How could I say no? - ‭Easy.
- You just say no.
- (CLEARS THROAT) Continue.
I was just the driver.
Is it really a crime to be a driver? Yes, it's illegal, especially when you're a getaway driver.
Now where's the gold? You think if I had it, I'd still be in town? Somebody else was there, somebody not in on the score.
Did you see who it was? No.
He must've come through the back.
I mean, I heard a gunshot, I panicked and drove off.
Hey, Riggs, you find that third guy, you'll find your murderer.
Come here.
We only did a forensic search in the front of the house, all right? Let's go back, let's do a full perimeter search.
Then that way, we can rule it Are you buying this? A third guy? - What was it, the bogeyman? - ‭Bogey Stop it.
- (PHONE CHIMING) - Come on.
He's lying.
What do you mean? How? We don't know he's lying and Uh-oh.
It's Avery.
- I think he's pissed.
- What made you say that? He says, "Get the duck back to the office.
" Oh.
Well, you better get the duck back then.
Look, stay with him, okay? I don't want him going into the system until I know exactly what's going on.
And, hey, you try not to do anything stupid.
Yes, sir, Officer.
(SIGHS) - Uh - ‭Your country cousin may trust you, but I sure as hell don't.
Let's go.
(GARBLED RADIO TRANSMISSION) (INDISTINCT CHATTER) You're supposed to search the crime scene, not contaminate it.
I'm sorry.
Bailey, can we just talk about? ‭ Shut up.
I'm working, and you should be working, too.
I'll find something to clean this up.
Um, what is going on with you two? Nothing.
We had a situation last night.
Situation? Whoa.
Did you two? Sleep together? No.
No.
I accidentally sent him a sext.
(QUIETLY): What? And before I could tell Bowman it was an accident, he rejected me.
(SCOFFS) What an idiot.
- 'Cause you're - ‭Hey.
Uh, SID found a hair by the back door.
Might be from the killer.
Analyze it.
Now.
Yeah.
Got it.
(CLEARS THROAT) Hey, Cap.
Riggs, meet Robert McCoy.
He was the parole officer assigned to both Kenny Stokes and Jake Voss.
Thought he might have some ideas of where to find Jake.
Why don't you tell him what you told me? That I'd start my search with the police detective who spoke at Jake's parole hearing.
Right.
Why the hell didn't you tell me you knew the suspect? Well, in fairness, you never asked.
And I know a lot of people.
You know, I know the Murtaughs, I know you, and now Mr.
McCoy here.
I'm gonna write a list, like a compile of all the names - of people I - ‭Riggs? (CLEARS THROAT) Can you give us the room, please? This is a copy of the juvenile court records for your friend.
Those records are sealed.
I unsealed them.
I read what he did for you, and understand why you might feel indebted to him.
And that's why I'm gonna cut you some slack.
Do you know where Jake is? Not a clue.
- (CLEARS THROAT) - (DOOR OPENS) MURTAUGH: So you and Riggs stole a car, huh? (LAUGHS) We were just borrowing it.
(LAUGHS) At 13? My partner was a juvenile delinquent.
Unbelievable.
And now he's a cop.
Mm-hmm.
Well, be honest with me.
He any good at it? Yeah.
He's pretty good.
I can believe that, actually.
Riggs kept me out of a lot of trouble when we were kids.
Got me into my fair share, too.
It's just hard to imagine what my life would be like if I hadn't met him.
What does he owe you? Hey, check it out! There's a crime in progress.
(TIRES SQUEALING, THUDDING) (GROANS) (PANTING) Keys.
There.
You're making a huge mistake.
Won't be my first.
(SIGHS) All right, cuff yourself to the wheel.
I owe you a taco.
(CAR DOOR CLOSES) Hey, buddy.
You all right? You need to get some new friends.
All right, look, you have to know that Jake was completely aware of the airbags and anticipated He pointed my gun at my head.
But he didn't shoot you.
(SCOFFS) ‭Right? SCORSESE: Rumor was you were dead, Murtaugh.
But I knew better.
Mind-meld.
All right, what do you got? We found a hair near the back door of the house.
Guess what.
DNA match to Jake.
What? It can't be.
Tested it twice.
It's his.
You see? He lied, Riggs.
And if he lied about that, then he probably lied about everything else.
(GROANS) By the way, also got the results back on those hairs you wanted tested for marijuana.
Which one came back positive? The short one or the long one with the leave-in conditioner? Neither.
They're both clean.
But if it's not RJ's and it's not Riana's, then it would have to be Who? Trish.
Ugh.
Hey.
This doesn't make any sense.
The drill didn't even crack through the lock.
It didn't even make it through the back.
Then how did Kenny open it? He didn't.
It's a decoy.
Kenny must have knew the combination before he walked in here.
So the burglary was an inside job.
Huh.
Nice work, partner.
(RUBBER GLOVES SNAP) (DOOR CLOSES) (MURTAUGH GROANS) (SIGHING): What a day.
Oh, baby.
- How's your head, huh? - ‭(GROANS) You want me to get you something? (SIGHS) You know ‭Hmm? I think, uh what I need is just to relax.
You know? Take the edge off.
Ooh.
That's exactly what I was thinking.
- Yeah.
- ‭(LAUGHS) You know, I mean, we can do something together.
- Okay.
- ‭Something fun.
- Mm-hmm.
- ‭A little dangerous.
Perhaps even a little illegal.
- Illegal? - ‭(LAUGHS) (LAUGHING): Okay, what do you have in mind? I don't know.
Maybe we can, you know (BOTH LAUGH) - Yeah.
- ‭A joint? - Yeah.
- ‭Oh, my God.
How hard did you hit your head? As hard as you've been hitting this marijuana.
(LAUGHS) Roger, what are you talking about? - No, no, no, no.
- ‭Come on, now.
You are too smart to play dumb.
I found this in the house.
And I drug-tested the kids, so I know it's not theirs.
You drug-tested our children? Look, look, look, I'm not mad.
It's obvious that you have a drug problem.
Okay? Because pot, at least for the next few months or so, in the state of California, is illegal.
Okay.
And I'm a cop.
Which makes this a problem.
Mm-hmm.
You know what? The only problem here is you.
This isn't my joint, Roger.
And I don't appreciate you accusing me.
Take it.
Okay.
Well, if it's not yours, then who does this belong to? Mmm, I don't know, perhaps someone with the proclivity for getting high, who is in our home all the time, Roger.
- Riggs.
- ‭Riggs.
- You know what? You're right.
- ‭Hmm.
- I'm sorry.
- ‭Really? Oh, yeah.
Look.
Hey, you don't have to relax me, - I'll relax you.
Let me ‭ - Oh.
- You know what, honey? No.
- ‭Hmm? You relax yourself.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah.
Drug tests, really.
You know what? Go relax yourself.
(DOOR SLAMS) That's not the worst idea.
Here I am Out in the rain (BUTTONS CLICKING) I know I can't Jake, she's gonna beat your record.
(LAUGHING): Yeah, like I already beat yours.
(BELL RINGS IN GAME ON TV) Ha.
Beat that.
- New high score.
- (DOOR CLOSES) NATHAN RIGGS: Boy, you home?! - Y'all got to go.
- Get out the back.
- Get out.
Go.
- NATHAN: Where are you, you little rabbit? Speak up when I call you.
So now you're stealing cars? And then crashing 'em? Dad, let me just You'd think after last time, you'd have learned something.
But I guess I went too easy.
No, sir.
Shut up.
I'm getting real tired of your excuses.
I'm tired of getting hit.
What's that? Now you're gonna talk back to me? (GRUNTS) Talk back, you little smartass.
Now talk back.
(GUN COCKS) (CHUCKLES) Ah, well, look at this.
Look who's a cowboy.
Okay, cowboy.
You keep your finger on that trigger, and you pull.
But I need you to do me a favor.
Don't miss.
Pull it! (GRUNTS) Come here.
(GRUNTING) (GUNSHOT, GROANS) (GASPS) (DOORBELL RINGS) Detectives.
Please tell me you have good news.
That you found my gold.
Not yet, but we are getting close.
We're really getting close.
See, we believe that there was a third person involved.
And that third person, we think, is both the murderer and the thief.
Really? And who might this, uh, mysterious third person be? Oh, that's you.
You see, Mr.
Cook, your safe was not broken into.
In fact, it was opened with the combination.
Now, how do you suppose - that happened? Hmm? - ‭Hmm? I believe I'd like to call my lawyer.
Detectives, as my client has now clearly explained, he's the victim here.
That's right.
My wife's been cheating on me, okay? There.
I've said it.
She was banging my mechanic.
So he was waxing your car and your wife.
- I couldn't I'm sorry.
- That was really good.
- I'm sorry.
- What are you sorry about? Thanks.
So my client made the admittedly poor decision to ask a friend to stage a minor break-in.
I gave Kenny the combination and I left the house alarm off.
(SCOFFS) It was a fool-proof plan.
At least it would have been, if Kenny hadn't gotten shot.
And how would you know a guy like Kenny Stokes, anyway? We met in the, uh, (CLEARS THROAT) the parole office.
I was, uh, serving 14 months for a tax evasion.
W-W-Wait.
Who was your parole officer? Robert McCoy, I think.
Why? Robert McCoy? LAPD.
Might as well just wait it out.
Yeah.
Bowman, do I need to leave you in the car? I'm sorry.
I'm just nervous around you now.
I feel like you hate me.
I don't hate you.
I was just I was a little nervous about the whole thing.
But you don't need to be.
Sexting is awesome.
I mean, you should see some of the stuff on my phone.
Sorry.
Obviously, I knew it wasn't for me.
Well, if that's the case, then why did you text me, "Let's just be friends"? It was a joke.
I'd heard you mention you'd been seeing someone.
I figured it was for him or her.
- Him.
- ‭Great.
Great.
Shut up, Bowman.
Really.
I'm sorry.
I just don't want things to be awkward between us.
Too late for that.
Hey, come here.
Mm-hmm.
Lay down with me.
Mm-hmm.
Look.
Oh.
BAILEY: Our theory is that he's eavesdropping on the parolees.
And then piggybacks off their scores.
RIGGS: Okay, so Jake and Kenny talk about the job in the parole office, McCoy eavesdrops, beats them to the score.
Hmm.
Well, now, what does that mean for us, Roger? Come on.
I don't Oh, no, no, no, no.
Go ahead.
I-I'm not gonna, I'm not gonna say "I told you so," just Okay, means your buddy Jake is not the killer.
I told you so.
All right.
(CLEARS THROAT) Okay.
So does McCoy have the gold? Why wouldn't he just lay low? I mean, if he had the gold, why would he go after Jake? Maybe Jake has the gold.
Nah, he'd be sipping piña coladas by now.
What if he stashed it? Couldn't get to it yet.
But where? It's not in the house.
You mind if I take her for a spin? (ENGINE REVS, TIRES SQUEAL) (ENGINE REVS) (WHOOPS) Ain't you a sight for sore eyes.
Are you still pissed at me? I take it that's the gold that you thought was worth bringing all this chaos into our life.
Oh, don't give me that, baby.
Come on, let me see those pretty brown eyes of yours.
Where's Ben? Come on.
You really thought I was gonna take our son on the run with you? Never gonna happen.
I'm sorry, Jake, this ends here.
Molly, what have you done? RIGGS: Don't blame her, Jake.
It's on me, buddy.
MURTAUGH: And me.
Remember me? I came for the tacos you owe me.
Oh, so that's it.
You're gonna take me away from my lady and my son.
You did this, Jake.
You did.
Riggs, I-I didn't shoot Kenny.
I don't know who did, but it wasn't me, - and you know that.
- Look, we know you didn't kill him.
Jake, I got to take you in for the gold, man.
I-I get it.
You think that debt's been paid.
I owe you everything.
But I don't have a choice.
I've got to take you in.
(BYSTANDERS SCREAMING) MURTAUGH: It's McCoy.
I got him.
Come on.
Come on.
Stupid idiot.
You're an idiot.
Man, what were you thinking, coming back for the gold? I wanted to give something to Ben.
I wanted to be a father.
Better than the daddies we had.
You ever get out of jail, at least you know where the parole office is.
Listen to me.
I'll talk to the D.
A.
All right? You'll do three years, tops.
I can't go back to prison.
I won't make it.
- NATHAN: Boy! - (GUNSHOT) Okay.
Okay okay what? (INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER) If I ever see you again, you're gonna spend the rest of your life in prison.
What? What are you talking about? Come on.
Hit me.
Can't Hit me.
Harder! Hit me! (RIGGS AND JAKE SCREAM) The gold stays.
M-Molly? Okay.
All right.
(SIREN WAILING) (SIREN WAILING) (INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER) Riggs, why'd you let this guy go? Oh, I I got winded.
You know, I think I need to do more calisthenics - or, you know, get some exercise.
- No, you let him go.
Work on the core.
You want to tell me what you owe that dude? Okay.
You know what? Hey.
Forget it.
Do me a favor.
Anything, Rog.
You name it.
Don't introduce me to no more of your friends.
Well, that's easy.
Only have one friend left.
He's a great guy.
He lives in Texas.
He's in the oil business, but I think you'd like him.
You know, you You know what? How about no more friends? Oh, Rog.
I'm just kidding.
Come on, you know I love you.
So, that's it? You just let the bad guy get away? Yep, Jake is on the run.
But, uh, I take offense to "bad guy.
" - He's got a great sense of humor.
- Well, I just got word that he ditched his Lamborghini in San Diego.
Do you think he's going to Mexico? Perhaps.
Or maybe it's a decoy.
I just Fugitives, right? (LAUGHS) ‭Riggs.
You will tell me if and when you hear from him.
Right? You'll be the first call I make.
Um (CLEARS THROAT) Listen, not a lot of people know about what happened with my father.
So I would appreciate it if there's any way we could Know about what? (DOOR OPENS) (SINGSONGY): I figured it out.
What's that? What Jake has on you.
I know all about your first kiss.
Mary Ann DeLeon.
(LAUGHS) You got bad intel, Rog.
This wasn't my first kiss.
It's a churchyard auction A sight to see Well And the odds are lean When I was at my weakest, I couldn't fight back, Jake saved my life.
And he went to jail for it.
So You care to elaborate? No.
(CLEARS THROAT) Okay.
Oh, while we're opening up and sharing, what the hell are you doing leaving a joint in my house? Yeah, I know it's yours.
May I? But to each be true See, Rog, this would be classified as a pinner.
I roll fatties.
But, uh thanks.
A house of stone What'd you tell Ben? The truth.
I've never lied to him about who his daddy was.
I'm not gonna start now.
Jake's never coming back, is he? I don't know.
Well, I hope he finds some happiness.
'Cause Lord knows I am gonna make sure that Ben and I find ours.
Say that devil's a sly one With many kind friends How about you? You all right? His riches are boundless Yeah, I'm good.
Don't talk to me like I'm other people, Martin.
We have way too much history.
The shadow's grown But in the light You know, I've been thinking.
Now, don't go doing that.
A house of stone Maybe I could come check on you and Ben.
You know, from time to time.
A house of stone.
If you're okay with that.
Yeah, I'm okay with that.
I think that would be real nice.
MURTAUGH: They're not yours.
They're not RJ's.
They're not Riana's.
They're not Riggs'.
Who else could've put that in the box of Nachman's Famous Cookies? Harper's only two.
(LAUGHING): Imagine if that was Harper's.
Wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, honey.
Honey.
Honey, you found them in the box - of Nachman's Famous Cookies? - (LAUGHING): In the Famous Cookies.
- (LAUGHS) - Oh, my God.
That's cousin Connie.
Cockeyed Connie.
You remember the last time she visited.
- Right? - ‭Yeah.
She brought her special medicine - Yeah.
- ‭from her doctor to treat her glaucoma.
She must have forgotten them.
Mmm.
Mmm.
These are good.
Oh, my God.
Honey.
- Hmm? Hmm? - ‭Honey.
Um Mmm.
‭These are cousin Connie's special gummy bears.
(LAUGHING): What's so special about a gummy bear? (WHISPERING): Her special ones.
It's marijuana? - Mm.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
- Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait.
- I'm eating weed.
No, no.
- We're gonna remain cool and calm.
I got weed in my mouth.
No, I know Okay, we're gonna remain calm.
- We're gonna make cool.
Cool, baby.
- ‭(PANTING) - Cool.
Right? We cool.
We cool.
We cool.
- We cool.
We got to be cool.
How many did you take? About 15.
How long has he been sitting there? An hour.
Maybe more.
Hey, amigo.
Hey, Riggs.
Yeah.
How you feel, bud? I feel vivid.
- (LAUGHING) - ‭All right.
Yeah.
Well, perfect, buddy.
Let's start let's let's start with one of these guys, right? Oh, man.
Hey, you have any Allman Brothers? ‭(SIGHS) Almond butter? No.
Maybe in the kitchen there's almond Not almond butter.
You know what, forget it.
- It's okay.
- ‭Oh.
Yeah.
Speaking of, though, how about some snacks? What are you doing? Oh, Riggs.
Who are you? Buddy, buddy, buddy, buddy.
‭What? Oh, snap.
What are you made of? (LAUGHING): We got cheese? Cheese.
Now cracker.
- Okay.
- ‭What am I There you go.
Put the cracker in.
- Right? - ‭Uh-huh.
- I don't know.
- ‭Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.
Man.
The velvety cheese - Mixed with the salty cracker.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
- ‭Okay? - Thank you, Riggs.
- ‭Mm-hmm.
Mmm.
Oh, the sound is blowing my mind.
Hey, Riggs.
Hmm? Finally get you, man.
Welcome to my world, Rog.