Macgyver s05e16 Episode Script
Jenny's Chance
I'm finished, henderson.
|Through.
You're not through|until i tell you|you're through.
I own you.
I'm not fixing|another race.
Hey, careful.
I worked 9 months|on this, you jerk.
This jerk is going|to the police.
You're not going anywhere.
Give me that.
Hey, that's enough.
Hey, turn it off.
Let go! You killed him.
Would you rather be in jail? dad? Dad, are you ok? What's goin' on? Let's get out of here.
Hey, dad? Dad.
Dad! Dad? Oh, my gosh.
Oh, dear god.
You are a nightmare,|you know that.
First you blow off|a week of my life huntin' up cheap pottery|in every tourist trap|from tampico to tijuana, then you just abou|t get us killed.
I can't believe it I can't believ|e you would dump my entire life savings|all over the sierra madre.
I had to dump the cargo or we'd have ended up|scattered all over mexico.
Oh, come on, mac, It was just|a little downdraft we weren't that close|to the trees.
I had the situation|completely under control.
Hey, jack, it's morris.
|Remember me? I have one thing|to say to you.
It's my money or your head.
|Get it? Sorry, morris.
|My entire investment is on top of a mountain|in a million pieces! I could have made|a killing with those pots.
|Yuppies eat that stuff up.
Jack, it's jenny.
Hey mac,|it's jenny larson.
I've been trying to reach you|and macgyver for days.
There's no answer|at his place either.
Jack, dad's been killed.
Kyle's dead.
The police said|it was an accident.
But, i don't know,|i'm not convinced.
I found something|i want macgyver to see.
I don't know what it is.
Oh, i hope you hear this.
Please,|i really need your help.
I can't believe it.
Kyle! Let's go.
Oh, am i glad|to see you guys.
We just got the message.
|Sorry it wasn't sooner.
Hi, hon.
You ok? I know i'm still in shock, i mean,|i can't believe he's gone.
What happened? He got kicked in the head|by a horse.
The police said|it was a freak accident.
But i know|there's got to be more to it.
I mean, all the horses|were goin' crazy that night.
All right,|take it easy, jen.
You said on the phone|you had something|you wanted me to see? Oh, yeah, when i was mucking|out the stall, i found this.
Looks like|part of a crystal radio.
Does that mean|anything to you? Well, not yet.
You wanna show me|where you found it? Yeah.
When i got her|e and found dad, the stalls were banged up|like this.
I just had|this deep feeling|somebody was with him.
Who'd want|kyle dead? George henderson,|that's who.
That scum started|ruining our lives the minute dad|got involved with him.
How did kyle|hook up with him? Oh, the bank|was threatening to foreclose.
so dad went|to henderson for money which he lent him.
Before we knew|what happened, he had us backed|into a corner.
As of tomorrow,|he takes possession|of smoke creek farm.
The land, the stock,|everything.
Can he do that? You bet he can.
He bought our mortgage|from the bank and used|that as leverage against dad to make him do|whatever he wanted.
N|i've talked|to every lawyer in tow and they said there's nothing|i can do to stop him.
Uh, jenny,|back up a second.
What did henderson|want your dad to do|for him? Jenny? Ever since dad|got mixed up with henderson, i started seeing|a big change in him.
I mean, he began drinking.
|He became irritable.
Distant.
So i confronted him, and he told me he had fixed|a couple of races|for henderson.
Hey, i couldn't|believe it either.
So we talked it out.
And then he started to cry i'd never seen|my dad cry before, not even when mom died.
So he promised me|that he would deal|with henderson.
Put a stop to it|and turn him in to the police.
Did he? He planned on|telling henderson|where to go the night|that he was killed.
Did kyle tell you|how they fixed the races? No.
But i think it had|something to do|with jenny's chance.
Henderson tried|to buy him from me And i told him to get lost and then he showed up|at dad's funeral with the foreclosure papers.
I mean, can you believe it this guy's a real vulture.
Jenny, the night kyle was killed, did you see or hear anything that might have|spooked all these guys? No, i heard|the horses goin' crazy.
And and by the time|i got down to the barn,|they were all calm.
And dad was dead.
Well, from the looks|of the stalls, i'd say all the horses|went crazy.
Except this one.
Well, big fella,|did you miss out|on all the action, huh? No, jenny's chance|was here.
He just doesn't spook|as easy as the other horses.
Why is that? He's deaf.
He has been|since he was a colt|from an ear infection.
That might explain it.
What? Well, this thing looks like|some kind of micro speaker.
From the size of it,|i'd say it put out|a pretty high-pitched sound.
Let's see what happens.
It's got to be|an ultrasonic signal.
You mean like a dog whistle? Yeah.
Well, if a jockey carried|something like that|into a race, he could throw off|the other horses.
Or use it to drive them wild|in a stable.
That's it.
Henderson did it,|he killed him.
It's possible.
But it's gonna be|kind of tough to prove what now, compadre? Well, we find out|everything we can|about george henderson what's the good news, mick?|You get it fixed yet? We'll know in a minute.
It's close.
|I got 30,000 cycles|per second, but only 20 decibels.
|We need 80.
Well, let's get it done.
I still got $1 million worth|of lucky charlie's money|to launder.
All right, george.
|But it takes time,|you know.
We're all out of time.
The next race is saturday.
And i take over the farm|and the horse tomorrow.
I want this thing workin'.
|Right.
As soon as i fed|the name george henderson|into the f.
b.
i.
Computer, all the bells|and whistles went off.
He's wanted? No, not yet,|but his file is red-flagged.
Wiretap evidence|from an f.
b.
i.
|Sting operation indicates that he's been hired|to launder $1.
5 million, by a cuban drug lord|who calls himself|lucky charlie.
Pete? Ah, collin.
Come on in uh, macgyver, dalton,|collin yarborough, f.
b.
i.
Hi|.
|Hi.
Sorry about|your friend.
Thanks.
Pete was tellin' us|about the money connection between henderson|and lucky charlie.
Yeah,|some of the marked money|we've been looking for has turned up|at several racetracks.
When pete told me|you'd tied henderson|to a race-fixing scam, i got real interested.
Why was the money marked? It was part of a flash fund|we used in a sting operation|on lucky charlie in miami.
Only we were the ones|who got stung.
Ouch.
$1.
5 million|of uncle sam's money, i'd hate to be the g-man|in charge of that fiasco.
You're lookin' at him.
And if i don't|recover it soon, i'm gonna be sweeping out|the file room.
Well, there has got to be|some way to slam the lid|on both these guys.
How does a drug dealer|from florida wind up|playin' footsie with a california loan|shark like henderson? From what we can tell,|they've never met.
Charlie keeps|a very low profile.
He layers himself|behind middlemen.
E|they set up a deal|with henderson on the phon and they smuggle|the money to him somehow.
Did you happen to record charlie's voice|on that wiretap? Yeah, sure.
Why? Well, you want lucky charlie|and your money back And we want proof|that henderson killed kyle you have a plan, mac.
|Where do we start? Voice lessons, jack.
I am looking|for george henderson.
You found him.
Oh, how do you do,|sir? I understand|you are the new owner here uh, my name is boyle,|harry boyle.
What can i do for you? Well, i'm in the marke|t for a horse.
One horse in particular.
Jenny's chance.
Oh, is that right? Yes, sir.
I saw that horse run|at hacienda downs|last month, and i just dearly|loved the way that horse cut right o|n through the pack.
Like he'd had|somewhere to go.
That horse could b|e a valuable asset|to my business.
What business is that? Acquisitions.
Show him, jules.
$200,000.
Cash.
On the nose, you might say you know,|my father always told me never sell|to an anxious buyer.
And i always listen|to my father.
Jenny's chance|is not for sale,|mr.
Boyle.
You will find, sir|, that i am a man Who gets what he wants whatever it takes.
My offer is good|for 24 hours.
You can reach me|at a new little cafe|on west 5th street called|the derby grill.
Now i suggest|that you think on my offer real hard.
You have yourself|a nice day now.
Who was that? Some high roller|by the name of harry boyle.
|Yeah? He tried to buy jenny's chance|for $200,000, in cash.
You're kidding.
|That's twice|what he's worth.
I want you to tail him,|see what he's up to.
He's probably headed|for this place called the derby grill,|on west 5th.
All right.
I think they took the bait come on.
I can't wait to get|my shot at this guy.
You'll get it.
|Wait for my cue.
Gotcha! Ah, well, all right.
The place looks great.
Good.
I'll see|how the crew's doing|in the cash room.
Ok.
Positions, everybody.
We have a live one coming.
You ready for this?|You bet i am.
It's way too big,|dexter.
The track stewards|would spot that thing|a mile away.
Look,|you may know horses|but i know electronics i'm telling you|it can't be done.
Look, i am not payin'|you two to argue.
Tell that|to your so-called expert.
Look lady, the device|you're talkin' about|is impossible.
Look.
See? To generate enough power|for an ultrasonic signal, you need a power sourc|e the size of a shoebox.
I'm tellin' you,|technically it's impossible.
Now you listen to me,|dexter.
And you get this through|that egghead of yours.
If i don't have that gizmo|by race time on saturday, i stand to lose a client|worth $6 million! And that would|make me very angry.
Now you don't want|to make me angry, do you, dexter? No, sir.
Even if he comes up with it,|we still need jenny's chance.
Now, lookie here,|little girl, you take care|of the ridin', and i will take care|of gettin' the horse, ok? First of all,|i am not your little girl, and 2nd, you wouldn't have|even heard of this deal if i hadn't handed it to you|on a silver platter.
Don't you talk|to me like that.
Ok, ok, you guys.
Come on, it's almost|post time at hialeah.
|Let's go downstairs.
Dexter! Henderson, it's mick.
Listen, you aren't|gonna believe this i tailed boyle|to this diner.
Uh, it looks like|a front for something.
And, uh, you wanna guess|who's here with him? Jenny larson.
What? What's she doin' with boyle? She's made some kind|of deal with him.
Her old man must have|told her everything.
You mean they know|we fix races? Well, they have to boyle's even got some geek tryin' to build|an ultrasonic|signal generator.
Keep an eye on the place.
|I'll be right over.
Yeah.
I'm i'm parked|in the lot across the street.
I'll meet you there.
The hook is in.
Hola, it's me.
You're on, jack.
Si, senor.
You idiot! I'm gettin' ready to leave|and you park behind me.
Who do you think you are? Who do you think i am,|senorhenderson? How many cubanos|are you laundering|$1.
5 million for? Charlie? Lucky charlie? Not so lucky no more.
|I've been on the run|for a week.
The police, they chase me|all across the country.
I have to have you launder|the rest of my money fast.
I have to have|it saturday night.
That's tomorrow.
Look look, i, uh,|cleaned $500,000 so far.
And like i told you|on the phone, i'm gonna need|at least another 6 weeks to launder the other million without tippin' off the feds.
No good.
|I sail for brazil on sunday.
I want my money.
I'll have it for you here|in the mornin'.
But you're not gonna|get far with dirty cash.
Do you think|you are the only one Who can clean|dirty money, amigo maybe you are not the hotshot|you think you are, henderson.
A man should know|his competition.
If you no can do the job,|i know someone who can do it.
I will be back manana.
You will have my money,|or i will have your head.
Comprende? The big fish himself|is headed for the net.
I just got|a surprise visit|from lucky charlie lucky charlie, here?|What does he want? His money,|what do you think? He's acting like|somebody can do the jo|b for him better than me so what do we do next? I'd say right about now|they're trying to figure out|what to do next.
Oh, what they need|is information.
And be careful.
We got to find out exactly|what this harry boyle|is up to.
That's the geek|i told you about.
He's as good a place|to start as any.
Take the wheel|.
|All right.
Let's talk that's a gun.
And that's a car.
|Move it.
The quicker you cooperate, the easier|it's gonna be on you.
Now get in here.
Quit it, quit it.
Hey, no, leave that alone.
|It's mine! Uh-huh.
what kind of schem is your boss cookin' u|p with jenny larson? I don't know|what you're talking about.
No? Boyle comes to me|and he tries to buy|jenny's chance, and all of a sudden|he's very chummy|with jenny larson.
And you,|he gets you workin'|on some ultrasonic gizmo.
Like this? Wow.
That's it? Well, how'd you miniaturize|the power source to get it Never mind.
Come on, come on, come on.
No way.
You can't make me.
Oh, yeah?|Yeah.
Ow! Quit it! Get in there.
Come on, you guys.
I'm allergic.
|I got hay fever.
Get me out of here.
Tell me what boyle's up to no.
Now get me|out of here.
Quit it! Quit it! Talk to me, dexter harry will kill me|if i talk to you.
I'll kill you if you don't ok, ok, ok, ok.
Get me out of here hurry! All right,|what's the deal between|jenny larson and your boss all i know is they need|a miniaturized ultrasonic|device to fix horse races, ok? Only you couldn't pull it off.
So maybe i'm not|into audio electronics,|all right? i'm strictly|into mainframe systems program development.
What kind|of program development computers.
I designed|the computer systems for mr.
Boyle's|gambling joint.
Gambling? Harry boyle's a bookie jeez.
Calling harry boyle a bookie|is like calling las vegas|a truck stop in the desert.
So what's this system? Ok, ok, ok, ok.
My computer's patched|into a parl-mutuel|satellite network that's linked|to over 1,000 bookie joints from vegas to atlantic city.
You wouldn't believe|the action harry handles.
It's it's phenomenal.
Where is this place? It's in the basement|of the derby grill.
I wanna see|this place myself.
Let's pay|harry boyle a visit.
All right, ok, but tell me|you're not going to|tell harry i told you.
Don't.
Quit it! Ok, they're back.
|Let's go.
Look alive.
All right people, let's go.
|All right.
Take your places, everybody.
All set in here?|You bet.
Good.
All right? Good.
Wait a minute,|what about|screen number 3? Is that malfunctioning|or what? We're workin' on it.
Well, come on,|let's go.
Screen number 3,|check it out, guys.
Roll the tape.
|Yeah.
As they streak|for the stretch good.
Jenny.
|has been there|since the start.
It's time for you|to get out of sight.
You'll be able to see|everything quite clearly|through the mirror.
Oh, i can't wait|to see the look|on henderson's face.
Let's go.
Now they're inside|the final 16th of a mile, and cugee is crawling away|from the field.
You better make this good,|dalton.
No hay problema, hombre.
I've got that gringo|eating out of my hand, man hmm.
Chocaholic is right|alongside there stride for stride.
Chocaholic on the outside, gilly's hope on the inside.
Take your pick,|it's chocaholic now|in front by a head, and gilly's hope on the rail.
Now it's chocaholic,|pulling away.
And the winner is chocaholic.
i have taken bettin'|out of the stone age.
Technology.
That is the wave|of the future.
I'm impressed.
Henderson! Dexter! What in the hell|is goin' on? It wasn't my idea.
They made me bring 'em.
I don't like to have|my business interrupted,|henderson.
This is my business.
You already made a deal|with me.
Harry boyle say|he have a better deal.
He not just|launder my money, He turn into millions more harry boyle is all talk,|without my horse.
His horse? What do horse|have to do with this? Oh, henderson does hav|e a special horse, that he can use to fix races.
But he does not have a system to launder your money|overnight.
Let's all take a look|at this system of yours.
Dexter! What? Show him.
Ok.
You're lookin' at|over a gigabyte of memory with 6 parallel processors|for systems monitoring.
And what's your c.
p.
u.
Speed? Up to a 150 million operations per second.
All the fancy hardware|in the world isn't gonna let you bet $1 million|on a single race without blowin' the odds.
Mine does.
I feed the wagers|into the parl-mutuel network one nanosecond|before betting closes.
That way|the odds don't change|and nobody is the wiser.
Meanwhile, we send|our dirty cash to a central depositor|y in chicago.
Within 24 hours,|it will be distributed in payoffs|all over the country, While we rake in nice,|clean cash from the losers that's not gonna work|unless you can guarantee that jenny's chance|wins the race tomorrow.
And you can't do that|without me.
What do you think|the morning line|on this horse, jenny's chance,|going to be? At least 6 to 1.
That means|my million becomes $6 million overnight.
Caramba.
Put the other $500,000|you cleaned already.
Make the bet $1.
5 million.
That'll make|your total winnings|$9 million.
And that's not gonna work|without my horse and my ridin' prop.
Well, have you found|a crooked jockey who will use that thing yet? I'll find one|in plenty of time.
Well,|i have one already jenny larson.
And she will|only ride for me.
Without me, she's not gonna have|a horse to ride.
Oh, lookie here now.
Are you suggestin'|a partnership? Either that or we all|walk away from here|with empty pockets.
Well, we don't have|much choice then, do we? All right, henderson,|you are in.
We will split the fee, See you tomorrow, post time.
Just remember, amigos.
If you double-cross me, there will be no place|you can hide.
Comprende? So henderson's falling for it,|hook, line, and sinker.
I love it.
What a team well, they're not|in the bag yet.
Not until|we get a confession|and that money back.
Well, how will you kno|w it's the marked money? Well, i rigged|an ultraviolet scanner|into the money counter.
It should feed|the serial numbers|into the computer.
So once we have that,|then we just|have to trick him into confessing|he killed dad, right? Bad news, people.
We got trouble big trouble.
What do you mean?|What trouble? It's all over the news.
|of a dramatic it happened too fast for u|s to put a lid on it.
north of chinatown,|where police have|cordoned off a 16-block radius|in the city's core.
The incident began|less than an hour ago when infamous drug lord|carlos rodriguez|and his lieutenant were surrounded by police|and federal agents|at the airport they caught|the real lucky charlie? Wrong.
He got away.
Oh, no.
We caught his man, valdez,|at the airport,|but he's not talking.
a public parking lot|when rodriguez fled|in a stolen vehicle.
Police pursued|in a high-speed chase, which ended in a fiery crash.
Rodriguez,|known in the underworld|as lucky charlie, lived up to his name,|as he fled on foot,|though apparently wounded.
Oh, it'll be|in all the papers.
Henderson's bound to see this.
We can't blow it now,|we're so close.
What can we do|to keep them on the hook? That's a good question.
Well, we can't give up.
It'll be a major risk|to stay with the plan now.
Well,|we've taken bigger risks.
Haven't we? You heard the news? The feds nailed me|at the airport|when i met valdez.
We've got to move fast.
I figured you'd say that.
You got my money?|It's all here.
What's goin' on here? That is a question|we would all like|answered.
Amigo.
Who is this guy? My name is carlos rodriguez.
Sometimes i am called|lucky charlie.
You have some|explaining to do,|senor.
Let's hear it, charlie.
Let's start|with your real name.
Are you loco?|You think this clown is me this clown will cut|the truth out of you.
Ok, ok, ok, you got me|.
just no stabbing,|or or shooting, nothin' nothin' that hurts.
Boyle put you up to this,|didn't he? Boyle, are you kiddin'?|He's my mark.
I just needed your cas|h to set him up.
If you are lying,|i will see you|begging for death.
It's the truth.
|I'm flyin' solo, honest.
We will see if this boyle|is your partner or not.
But first, you die.
You can't kill me.
Oh, really Boyle thinks|i'm the one and only|original lucky charlie you show up|with this rodriguez guy|alone, he'll be spooked.
You'll never get|through his security.
You need me|to get to boyle.
He could be right.
Want me|to get out to the track|with the riding crop? Just in case? Yeah.
I'll call you|from the bookie joint,|if it's ok.
On my way.
Tie his hands.
|We take him with us.
You guys are gonna|come out of this millionaires.
|There's no harm done.
Ok, ok, ok.
Get in the car.
Remember,|this one is for the money.
And the confession right.
Just give the signal|as soon as you've confirmed|all the serial numbers.
So the bet goes in just before the cutoff.
That way the odds|don't get all screwed up.
It sounds very good.
|If it is for real.
It is, believe me.
|With your $1.
5 million|, you'll make a killing.
So to speak.
Mr.
Boyle's expecting us.
Go right on down, gents.
This is it.
Listen, just sit tight.
|Everything is completely|under control.
Henderson, what is this?|What is goin' on? That's what|we came here|to find out.
Who's this? I am lucky charlie.
The real lucky charlie.
Well, then, who is he? An excellent question.
As i was explaining|to these gentlemen he claims he'd been|connin' all of us to snatch charlie's money.
Well, can't blame a guy for tryin'.
That hurt.
Take this garbage over there.
I will deal|with him later you come in here|less than an hour|before post time, and expect me to swallow|a switch like this? I have no time for your games.
Get out of here.
And take your dirty money|with you.
Un momento, senorboyle.
It's true,|you can really|take a bet of this size? I can cover|your action, sir.
The question is,|why should i? A better question is, why walk away|from your percentage|of over $9 million? Well let's just count it first.
No hay problema.
|Be my guest, senor.
Jerry, count this.
Yes.
We've got him.
$75,000 spread feature.
Good field of sprinters at 3 quarters of a mile, post time is just|seconds away And they'll be ready|for a start,|any second now.
Last chance to place your|wagers for lansdown park|feature race this place|is almost too perfect.
Relax, charlie, relax.
In the last 24 hours,|i have been chased,|shot, and impersonated.
I'm in no mood|to relax.
the yellow angel|in 3rd and they're flying|on the front end, racing by|the first quarter in 21|and three-fifth seconds.
It's jack's fortune on top,|by a length.
Snow miss is gaining 2nd.
Now coming|right back down the rail, jack's fortune|leads by just a neck.
Snow miss is right|on the inside in 2nd, and those two|have opened up|a 5-length gap on yellow angel|running in 3rd.
This race is coming from lansdown park|in florida? That's right.
It's our live satellite feed, direct from miami.
Pretty nifty, huh? I live in miami.
I have a box at lansdown park.
I saw this race last week! What? Well, i don't understand that.
Uh, maybe our satellite|is pickin' up the wrong feed.
Oh.
Or maybe you have picked|the wrong man to cheat.
What is this? You walked me|right into a trap.
You mean this is all a set-up? It's the larson girl.
She's supposed|to be at the track What kind|of a stunt is this you, get over here right now.
Ok.
Don't shoot.
Who is the girl? She's supposed|to be riding my horse.
Don't, please.
|Henderson, let her go.
No! Oh! You you killed him.
You dragged me|right into a trap.
I didn't know.
|She set it all up.
You killed my father.
I hire you to clean my money, to take the heat off me.
Now you are killing people.
|What are you doing to me? I had to kill her old man.
He was gonna|go to the police.
Well, that should do it.
You bet.
You get that, steve? Got it.
Who's that? Got what? Your confession.
|To the murder of kyle larson.
Think of it|as a surprise party.
And you're|the guest of honor.
I shot you.
You were dead.
Premature assumption|on your part.
You were shootin' blanks,|henderson.
I switched guns|when you handed it to me|back at the farm.
And the real|lucky charlie|was arrested one hour after|that shootout|last night.
But we kept that story|off the news.
Your pal underwood|is already in custody.
You can't pin|a thing on me.
No? Try extortion, kidnapping,|money laundering, possession of stolen property.
And the murder of my father.
Roll it, steve.
I hire you to clean my money, to take the heat off me.
Now you are killing people.
|What are you doing to me? I had to kill her old man.
He was gonna|go to the police.
I know my rights.
|I want my lawyer.
Well, great job, everybody|.
congratulations! Thank you.
Thank you all so much.
As my good friend|lucky charlie would say no hay problema.
|Through.
You're not through|until i tell you|you're through.
I own you.
I'm not fixing|another race.
Hey, careful.
I worked 9 months|on this, you jerk.
This jerk is going|to the police.
You're not going anywhere.
Give me that.
Hey, that's enough.
Hey, turn it off.
Let go! You killed him.
Would you rather be in jail? dad? Dad, are you ok? What's goin' on? Let's get out of here.
Hey, dad? Dad.
Dad! Dad? Oh, my gosh.
Oh, dear god.
You are a nightmare,|you know that.
First you blow off|a week of my life huntin' up cheap pottery|in every tourist trap|from tampico to tijuana, then you just abou|t get us killed.
I can't believe it I can't believ|e you would dump my entire life savings|all over the sierra madre.
I had to dump the cargo or we'd have ended up|scattered all over mexico.
Oh, come on, mac, It was just|a little downdraft we weren't that close|to the trees.
I had the situation|completely under control.
Hey, jack, it's morris.
|Remember me? I have one thing|to say to you.
It's my money or your head.
|Get it? Sorry, morris.
|My entire investment is on top of a mountain|in a million pieces! I could have made|a killing with those pots.
|Yuppies eat that stuff up.
Jack, it's jenny.
Hey mac,|it's jenny larson.
I've been trying to reach you|and macgyver for days.
There's no answer|at his place either.
Jack, dad's been killed.
Kyle's dead.
The police said|it was an accident.
But, i don't know,|i'm not convinced.
I found something|i want macgyver to see.
I don't know what it is.
Oh, i hope you hear this.
Please,|i really need your help.
I can't believe it.
Kyle! Let's go.
Oh, am i glad|to see you guys.
We just got the message.
|Sorry it wasn't sooner.
Hi, hon.
You ok? I know i'm still in shock, i mean,|i can't believe he's gone.
What happened? He got kicked in the head|by a horse.
The police said|it was a freak accident.
But i know|there's got to be more to it.
I mean, all the horses|were goin' crazy that night.
All right,|take it easy, jen.
You said on the phone|you had something|you wanted me to see? Oh, yeah, when i was mucking|out the stall, i found this.
Looks like|part of a crystal radio.
Does that mean|anything to you? Well, not yet.
You wanna show me|where you found it? Yeah.
When i got her|e and found dad, the stalls were banged up|like this.
I just had|this deep feeling|somebody was with him.
Who'd want|kyle dead? George henderson,|that's who.
That scum started|ruining our lives the minute dad|got involved with him.
How did kyle|hook up with him? Oh, the bank|was threatening to foreclose.
so dad went|to henderson for money which he lent him.
Before we knew|what happened, he had us backed|into a corner.
As of tomorrow,|he takes possession|of smoke creek farm.
The land, the stock,|everything.
Can he do that? You bet he can.
He bought our mortgage|from the bank and used|that as leverage against dad to make him do|whatever he wanted.
N|i've talked|to every lawyer in tow and they said there's nothing|i can do to stop him.
Uh, jenny,|back up a second.
What did henderson|want your dad to do|for him? Jenny? Ever since dad|got mixed up with henderson, i started seeing|a big change in him.
I mean, he began drinking.
|He became irritable.
Distant.
So i confronted him, and he told me he had fixed|a couple of races|for henderson.
Hey, i couldn't|believe it either.
So we talked it out.
And then he started to cry i'd never seen|my dad cry before, not even when mom died.
So he promised me|that he would deal|with henderson.
Put a stop to it|and turn him in to the police.
Did he? He planned on|telling henderson|where to go the night|that he was killed.
Did kyle tell you|how they fixed the races? No.
But i think it had|something to do|with jenny's chance.
Henderson tried|to buy him from me And i told him to get lost and then he showed up|at dad's funeral with the foreclosure papers.
I mean, can you believe it this guy's a real vulture.
Jenny, the night kyle was killed, did you see or hear anything that might have|spooked all these guys? No, i heard|the horses goin' crazy.
And and by the time|i got down to the barn,|they were all calm.
And dad was dead.
Well, from the looks|of the stalls, i'd say all the horses|went crazy.
Except this one.
Well, big fella,|did you miss out|on all the action, huh? No, jenny's chance|was here.
He just doesn't spook|as easy as the other horses.
Why is that? He's deaf.
He has been|since he was a colt|from an ear infection.
That might explain it.
What? Well, this thing looks like|some kind of micro speaker.
From the size of it,|i'd say it put out|a pretty high-pitched sound.
Let's see what happens.
It's got to be|an ultrasonic signal.
You mean like a dog whistle? Yeah.
Well, if a jockey carried|something like that|into a race, he could throw off|the other horses.
Or use it to drive them wild|in a stable.
That's it.
Henderson did it,|he killed him.
It's possible.
But it's gonna be|kind of tough to prove what now, compadre? Well, we find out|everything we can|about george henderson what's the good news, mick?|You get it fixed yet? We'll know in a minute.
It's close.
|I got 30,000 cycles|per second, but only 20 decibels.
|We need 80.
Well, let's get it done.
I still got $1 million worth|of lucky charlie's money|to launder.
All right, george.
|But it takes time,|you know.
We're all out of time.
The next race is saturday.
And i take over the farm|and the horse tomorrow.
I want this thing workin'.
|Right.
As soon as i fed|the name george henderson|into the f.
b.
i.
Computer, all the bells|and whistles went off.
He's wanted? No, not yet,|but his file is red-flagged.
Wiretap evidence|from an f.
b.
i.
|Sting operation indicates that he's been hired|to launder $1.
5 million, by a cuban drug lord|who calls himself|lucky charlie.
Pete? Ah, collin.
Come on in uh, macgyver, dalton,|collin yarborough, f.
b.
i.
Hi|.
|Hi.
Sorry about|your friend.
Thanks.
Pete was tellin' us|about the money connection between henderson|and lucky charlie.
Yeah,|some of the marked money|we've been looking for has turned up|at several racetracks.
When pete told me|you'd tied henderson|to a race-fixing scam, i got real interested.
Why was the money marked? It was part of a flash fund|we used in a sting operation|on lucky charlie in miami.
Only we were the ones|who got stung.
Ouch.
$1.
5 million|of uncle sam's money, i'd hate to be the g-man|in charge of that fiasco.
You're lookin' at him.
And if i don't|recover it soon, i'm gonna be sweeping out|the file room.
Well, there has got to be|some way to slam the lid|on both these guys.
How does a drug dealer|from florida wind up|playin' footsie with a california loan|shark like henderson? From what we can tell,|they've never met.
Charlie keeps|a very low profile.
He layers himself|behind middlemen.
E|they set up a deal|with henderson on the phon and they smuggle|the money to him somehow.
Did you happen to record charlie's voice|on that wiretap? Yeah, sure.
Why? Well, you want lucky charlie|and your money back And we want proof|that henderson killed kyle you have a plan, mac.
|Where do we start? Voice lessons, jack.
I am looking|for george henderson.
You found him.
Oh, how do you do,|sir? I understand|you are the new owner here uh, my name is boyle,|harry boyle.
What can i do for you? Well, i'm in the marke|t for a horse.
One horse in particular.
Jenny's chance.
Oh, is that right? Yes, sir.
I saw that horse run|at hacienda downs|last month, and i just dearly|loved the way that horse cut right o|n through the pack.
Like he'd had|somewhere to go.
That horse could b|e a valuable asset|to my business.
What business is that? Acquisitions.
Show him, jules.
$200,000.
Cash.
On the nose, you might say you know,|my father always told me never sell|to an anxious buyer.
And i always listen|to my father.
Jenny's chance|is not for sale,|mr.
Boyle.
You will find, sir|, that i am a man Who gets what he wants whatever it takes.
My offer is good|for 24 hours.
You can reach me|at a new little cafe|on west 5th street called|the derby grill.
Now i suggest|that you think on my offer real hard.
You have yourself|a nice day now.
Who was that? Some high roller|by the name of harry boyle.
|Yeah? He tried to buy jenny's chance|for $200,000, in cash.
You're kidding.
|That's twice|what he's worth.
I want you to tail him,|see what he's up to.
He's probably headed|for this place called the derby grill,|on west 5th.
All right.
I think they took the bait come on.
I can't wait to get|my shot at this guy.
You'll get it.
|Wait for my cue.
Gotcha! Ah, well, all right.
The place looks great.
Good.
I'll see|how the crew's doing|in the cash room.
Ok.
Positions, everybody.
We have a live one coming.
You ready for this?|You bet i am.
It's way too big,|dexter.
The track stewards|would spot that thing|a mile away.
Look,|you may know horses|but i know electronics i'm telling you|it can't be done.
Look, i am not payin'|you two to argue.
Tell that|to your so-called expert.
Look lady, the device|you're talkin' about|is impossible.
Look.
See? To generate enough power|for an ultrasonic signal, you need a power sourc|e the size of a shoebox.
I'm tellin' you,|technically it's impossible.
Now you listen to me,|dexter.
And you get this through|that egghead of yours.
If i don't have that gizmo|by race time on saturday, i stand to lose a client|worth $6 million! And that would|make me very angry.
Now you don't want|to make me angry, do you, dexter? No, sir.
Even if he comes up with it,|we still need jenny's chance.
Now, lookie here,|little girl, you take care|of the ridin', and i will take care|of gettin' the horse, ok? First of all,|i am not your little girl, and 2nd, you wouldn't have|even heard of this deal if i hadn't handed it to you|on a silver platter.
Don't you talk|to me like that.
Ok, ok, you guys.
Come on, it's almost|post time at hialeah.
|Let's go downstairs.
Dexter! Henderson, it's mick.
Listen, you aren't|gonna believe this i tailed boyle|to this diner.
Uh, it looks like|a front for something.
And, uh, you wanna guess|who's here with him? Jenny larson.
What? What's she doin' with boyle? She's made some kind|of deal with him.
Her old man must have|told her everything.
You mean they know|we fix races? Well, they have to boyle's even got some geek tryin' to build|an ultrasonic|signal generator.
Keep an eye on the place.
|I'll be right over.
Yeah.
I'm i'm parked|in the lot across the street.
I'll meet you there.
The hook is in.
Hola, it's me.
You're on, jack.
Si, senor.
You idiot! I'm gettin' ready to leave|and you park behind me.
Who do you think you are? Who do you think i am,|senorhenderson? How many cubanos|are you laundering|$1.
5 million for? Charlie? Lucky charlie? Not so lucky no more.
|I've been on the run|for a week.
The police, they chase me|all across the country.
I have to have you launder|the rest of my money fast.
I have to have|it saturday night.
That's tomorrow.
Look look, i, uh,|cleaned $500,000 so far.
And like i told you|on the phone, i'm gonna need|at least another 6 weeks to launder the other million without tippin' off the feds.
No good.
|I sail for brazil on sunday.
I want my money.
I'll have it for you here|in the mornin'.
But you're not gonna|get far with dirty cash.
Do you think|you are the only one Who can clean|dirty money, amigo maybe you are not the hotshot|you think you are, henderson.
A man should know|his competition.
If you no can do the job,|i know someone who can do it.
I will be back manana.
You will have my money,|or i will have your head.
Comprende? The big fish himself|is headed for the net.
I just got|a surprise visit|from lucky charlie lucky charlie, here?|What does he want? His money,|what do you think? He's acting like|somebody can do the jo|b for him better than me so what do we do next? I'd say right about now|they're trying to figure out|what to do next.
Oh, what they need|is information.
And be careful.
We got to find out exactly|what this harry boyle|is up to.
That's the geek|i told you about.
He's as good a place|to start as any.
Take the wheel|.
|All right.
Let's talk that's a gun.
And that's a car.
|Move it.
The quicker you cooperate, the easier|it's gonna be on you.
Now get in here.
Quit it, quit it.
Hey, no, leave that alone.
|It's mine! Uh-huh.
what kind of schem is your boss cookin' u|p with jenny larson? I don't know|what you're talking about.
No? Boyle comes to me|and he tries to buy|jenny's chance, and all of a sudden|he's very chummy|with jenny larson.
And you,|he gets you workin'|on some ultrasonic gizmo.
Like this? Wow.
That's it? Well, how'd you miniaturize|the power source to get it Never mind.
Come on, come on, come on.
No way.
You can't make me.
Oh, yeah?|Yeah.
Ow! Quit it! Get in there.
Come on, you guys.
I'm allergic.
|I got hay fever.
Get me out of here.
Tell me what boyle's up to no.
Now get me|out of here.
Quit it! Quit it! Talk to me, dexter harry will kill me|if i talk to you.
I'll kill you if you don't ok, ok, ok, ok.
Get me out of here hurry! All right,|what's the deal between|jenny larson and your boss all i know is they need|a miniaturized ultrasonic|device to fix horse races, ok? Only you couldn't pull it off.
So maybe i'm not|into audio electronics,|all right? i'm strictly|into mainframe systems program development.
What kind|of program development computers.
I designed|the computer systems for mr.
Boyle's|gambling joint.
Gambling? Harry boyle's a bookie jeez.
Calling harry boyle a bookie|is like calling las vegas|a truck stop in the desert.
So what's this system? Ok, ok, ok, ok.
My computer's patched|into a parl-mutuel|satellite network that's linked|to over 1,000 bookie joints from vegas to atlantic city.
You wouldn't believe|the action harry handles.
It's it's phenomenal.
Where is this place? It's in the basement|of the derby grill.
I wanna see|this place myself.
Let's pay|harry boyle a visit.
All right, ok, but tell me|you're not going to|tell harry i told you.
Don't.
Quit it! Ok, they're back.
|Let's go.
Look alive.
All right people, let's go.
|All right.
Take your places, everybody.
All set in here?|You bet.
Good.
All right? Good.
Wait a minute,|what about|screen number 3? Is that malfunctioning|or what? We're workin' on it.
Well, come on,|let's go.
Screen number 3,|check it out, guys.
Roll the tape.
|Yeah.
As they streak|for the stretch good.
Jenny.
|has been there|since the start.
It's time for you|to get out of sight.
You'll be able to see|everything quite clearly|through the mirror.
Oh, i can't wait|to see the look|on henderson's face.
Let's go.
Now they're inside|the final 16th of a mile, and cugee is crawling away|from the field.
You better make this good,|dalton.
No hay problema, hombre.
I've got that gringo|eating out of my hand, man hmm.
Chocaholic is right|alongside there stride for stride.
Chocaholic on the outside, gilly's hope on the inside.
Take your pick,|it's chocaholic now|in front by a head, and gilly's hope on the rail.
Now it's chocaholic,|pulling away.
And the winner is chocaholic.
i have taken bettin'|out of the stone age.
Technology.
That is the wave|of the future.
I'm impressed.
Henderson! Dexter! What in the hell|is goin' on? It wasn't my idea.
They made me bring 'em.
I don't like to have|my business interrupted,|henderson.
This is my business.
You already made a deal|with me.
Harry boyle say|he have a better deal.
He not just|launder my money, He turn into millions more harry boyle is all talk,|without my horse.
His horse? What do horse|have to do with this? Oh, henderson does hav|e a special horse, that he can use to fix races.
But he does not have a system to launder your money|overnight.
Let's all take a look|at this system of yours.
Dexter! What? Show him.
Ok.
You're lookin' at|over a gigabyte of memory with 6 parallel processors|for systems monitoring.
And what's your c.
p.
u.
Speed? Up to a 150 million operations per second.
All the fancy hardware|in the world isn't gonna let you bet $1 million|on a single race without blowin' the odds.
Mine does.
I feed the wagers|into the parl-mutuel network one nanosecond|before betting closes.
That way|the odds don't change|and nobody is the wiser.
Meanwhile, we send|our dirty cash to a central depositor|y in chicago.
Within 24 hours,|it will be distributed in payoffs|all over the country, While we rake in nice,|clean cash from the losers that's not gonna work|unless you can guarantee that jenny's chance|wins the race tomorrow.
And you can't do that|without me.
What do you think|the morning line|on this horse, jenny's chance,|going to be? At least 6 to 1.
That means|my million becomes $6 million overnight.
Caramba.
Put the other $500,000|you cleaned already.
Make the bet $1.
5 million.
That'll make|your total winnings|$9 million.
And that's not gonna work|without my horse and my ridin' prop.
Well, have you found|a crooked jockey who will use that thing yet? I'll find one|in plenty of time.
Well,|i have one already jenny larson.
And she will|only ride for me.
Without me, she's not gonna have|a horse to ride.
Oh, lookie here now.
Are you suggestin'|a partnership? Either that or we all|walk away from here|with empty pockets.
Well, we don't have|much choice then, do we? All right, henderson,|you are in.
We will split the fee, See you tomorrow, post time.
Just remember, amigos.
If you double-cross me, there will be no place|you can hide.
Comprende? So henderson's falling for it,|hook, line, and sinker.
I love it.
What a team well, they're not|in the bag yet.
Not until|we get a confession|and that money back.
Well, how will you kno|w it's the marked money? Well, i rigged|an ultraviolet scanner|into the money counter.
It should feed|the serial numbers|into the computer.
So once we have that,|then we just|have to trick him into confessing|he killed dad, right? Bad news, people.
We got trouble big trouble.
What do you mean?|What trouble? It's all over the news.
|of a dramatic it happened too fast for u|s to put a lid on it.
north of chinatown,|where police have|cordoned off a 16-block radius|in the city's core.
The incident began|less than an hour ago when infamous drug lord|carlos rodriguez|and his lieutenant were surrounded by police|and federal agents|at the airport they caught|the real lucky charlie? Wrong.
He got away.
Oh, no.
We caught his man, valdez,|at the airport,|but he's not talking.
a public parking lot|when rodriguez fled|in a stolen vehicle.
Police pursued|in a high-speed chase, which ended in a fiery crash.
Rodriguez,|known in the underworld|as lucky charlie, lived up to his name,|as he fled on foot,|though apparently wounded.
Oh, it'll be|in all the papers.
Henderson's bound to see this.
We can't blow it now,|we're so close.
What can we do|to keep them on the hook? That's a good question.
Well, we can't give up.
It'll be a major risk|to stay with the plan now.
Well,|we've taken bigger risks.
Haven't we? You heard the news? The feds nailed me|at the airport|when i met valdez.
We've got to move fast.
I figured you'd say that.
You got my money?|It's all here.
What's goin' on here? That is a question|we would all like|answered.
Amigo.
Who is this guy? My name is carlos rodriguez.
Sometimes i am called|lucky charlie.
You have some|explaining to do,|senor.
Let's hear it, charlie.
Let's start|with your real name.
Are you loco?|You think this clown is me this clown will cut|the truth out of you.
Ok, ok, ok, you got me|.
just no stabbing,|or or shooting, nothin' nothin' that hurts.
Boyle put you up to this,|didn't he? Boyle, are you kiddin'?|He's my mark.
I just needed your cas|h to set him up.
If you are lying,|i will see you|begging for death.
It's the truth.
|I'm flyin' solo, honest.
We will see if this boyle|is your partner or not.
But first, you die.
You can't kill me.
Oh, really Boyle thinks|i'm the one and only|original lucky charlie you show up|with this rodriguez guy|alone, he'll be spooked.
You'll never get|through his security.
You need me|to get to boyle.
He could be right.
Want me|to get out to the track|with the riding crop? Just in case? Yeah.
I'll call you|from the bookie joint,|if it's ok.
On my way.
Tie his hands.
|We take him with us.
You guys are gonna|come out of this millionaires.
|There's no harm done.
Ok, ok, ok.
Get in the car.
Remember,|this one is for the money.
And the confession right.
Just give the signal|as soon as you've confirmed|all the serial numbers.
So the bet goes in just before the cutoff.
That way the odds|don't get all screwed up.
It sounds very good.
|If it is for real.
It is, believe me.
|With your $1.
5 million|, you'll make a killing.
So to speak.
Mr.
Boyle's expecting us.
Go right on down, gents.
This is it.
Listen, just sit tight.
|Everything is completely|under control.
Henderson, what is this?|What is goin' on? That's what|we came here|to find out.
Who's this? I am lucky charlie.
The real lucky charlie.
Well, then, who is he? An excellent question.
As i was explaining|to these gentlemen he claims he'd been|connin' all of us to snatch charlie's money.
Well, can't blame a guy for tryin'.
That hurt.
Take this garbage over there.
I will deal|with him later you come in here|less than an hour|before post time, and expect me to swallow|a switch like this? I have no time for your games.
Get out of here.
And take your dirty money|with you.
Un momento, senorboyle.
It's true,|you can really|take a bet of this size? I can cover|your action, sir.
The question is,|why should i? A better question is, why walk away|from your percentage|of over $9 million? Well let's just count it first.
No hay problema.
|Be my guest, senor.
Jerry, count this.
Yes.
We've got him.
$75,000 spread feature.
Good field of sprinters at 3 quarters of a mile, post time is just|seconds away And they'll be ready|for a start,|any second now.
Last chance to place your|wagers for lansdown park|feature race this place|is almost too perfect.
Relax, charlie, relax.
In the last 24 hours,|i have been chased,|shot, and impersonated.
I'm in no mood|to relax.
the yellow angel|in 3rd and they're flying|on the front end, racing by|the first quarter in 21|and three-fifth seconds.
It's jack's fortune on top,|by a length.
Snow miss is gaining 2nd.
Now coming|right back down the rail, jack's fortune|leads by just a neck.
Snow miss is right|on the inside in 2nd, and those two|have opened up|a 5-length gap on yellow angel|running in 3rd.
This race is coming from lansdown park|in florida? That's right.
It's our live satellite feed, direct from miami.
Pretty nifty, huh? I live in miami.
I have a box at lansdown park.
I saw this race last week! What? Well, i don't understand that.
Uh, maybe our satellite|is pickin' up the wrong feed.
Oh.
Or maybe you have picked|the wrong man to cheat.
What is this? You walked me|right into a trap.
You mean this is all a set-up? It's the larson girl.
She's supposed|to be at the track What kind|of a stunt is this you, get over here right now.
Ok.
Don't shoot.
Who is the girl? She's supposed|to be riding my horse.
Don't, please.
|Henderson, let her go.
No! Oh! You you killed him.
You dragged me|right into a trap.
I didn't know.
|She set it all up.
You killed my father.
I hire you to clean my money, to take the heat off me.
Now you are killing people.
|What are you doing to me? I had to kill her old man.
He was gonna|go to the police.
Well, that should do it.
You bet.
You get that, steve? Got it.
Who's that? Got what? Your confession.
|To the murder of kyle larson.
Think of it|as a surprise party.
And you're|the guest of honor.
I shot you.
You were dead.
Premature assumption|on your part.
You were shootin' blanks,|henderson.
I switched guns|when you handed it to me|back at the farm.
And the real|lucky charlie|was arrested one hour after|that shootout|last night.
But we kept that story|off the news.
Your pal underwood|is already in custody.
You can't pin|a thing on me.
No? Try extortion, kidnapping,|money laundering, possession of stolen property.
And the murder of my father.
Roll it, steve.
I hire you to clean my money, to take the heat off me.
Now you are killing people.
|What are you doing to me? I had to kill her old man.
He was gonna|go to the police.
I know my rights.
|I want my lawyer.
Well, great job, everybody|.
congratulations! Thank you.
Thank you all so much.
As my good friend|lucky charlie would say no hay problema.