Touched by an Angel

Hammond! Hammond! Hammond!

There he is! There he is!

Dillard to crowd control: Spartan is moving.

Thank you.

That's Ulysses.

Watch him, baby. You'll learn something.

Nothing's happening.

That's all you see?

Did I miss something?

Everything. He's fishing.

But he's not catching anything.

What's the point of fishing,

if you don't catch any fish?

A real fisherman doesn't have to catch a thing.

The joy is in the beauty of the fishing.

But with some folks it's...

all about the winning.

That's the way she looks at life.

Meet your new assignment.

She's been out here every week for months now,

and has never said a word to anyone.

She doesn't have any friends

'cause she doesn't know how to make them.

So how are we doing this fine day?

Hi.

Thank you. I'm doing fine myself.

Never felt better.

Please, you're gonna scare away the fish.

Looks like she could learn a few things from him.

That girl has put her whole life on hold for her career.

She wants to save some politician's life.

Be a hero. Get the credit.

Catch the big fish.

That's right, baby.

She thinks that once she has her big moment in the sun,

then she can begin enjoying her life.

But in the meantime, she's not living.

Just competing.

Always competing.

I think she'd have a better time if she fished with Ulysses.

He seems like such a nice man.

Oh, yes, he is.

And Ulysses is the best kind of fisherman...

he's a fisher of men.

And when he casts his line,

he draws people to him.

Even those who put up the biggest fight.

( Della Reese & The Verity All-Stars' "Walk With You" playing )

Baby, what do you know

about the Secret Service?

Well, we perform a kind of a secret service, don't we?

Yeah, that's right.

And for you, this is going to be a snap,

because that Secret Service

is almost like Search and Rescue.

Almost?

Well, the difference is, you wear these.

Special Agent Monica,

you are about to report for duty.

Marty, meet your newest member

on the Hammond detail.

Hello. I'm Monica.

What, the treasury authorized another agent for the senator?

Phelps, we got it covered. I got it handled.

That was before he won

the Pennsylvania primary last night.

Hammond is cleaning up all over the country.

He could be the next president.

Which reminds me.

Listen up, everybody.

If Hammond gets elected, they're tapping one top agent

from several field offices around the country

for the presidential detail.

They'd like one from here,

since this is Hammond's home state.

No pressure, but all eyes are on you.

So let's get serious around here.

Look, Phelps, um...

I'm very serious.

Marty, it was a joke.

So, well... why another female agent?

Is there something wrong with what I'm doing?

They want the best, regardless of sex.

You of all people should be happy to see her here.

Give her a break. And be nice.

You two better get busy on the advance work

for the town-square rally next week.

After the primary last night,

I guarantee there'll be a major turnout,

and you know Hammond:

Always the war hero,

man of the people,

Mr. Accessible.

This is a very tough assignment.

I've had many tough assignments.

I'm not talking about you.

Guy Hammond's life is in my hand.

It's my job to make sure

that he's safe and secure at all times.

Look. I don't know where you come from,

but protection is a lot different

from running down counterfeiters.

This is a department of one mistake.

You make one mistake, at best, you embarrass the protectee.

At worst you kill him.

I'm not looking out for you out there.

I'm watching Hammond.

It appears to me we're on the same team, Marty.

Shouldn't we be supporting each other

instead of tearing each other down?

Aw, look, Monica.

If this little talk is tearing you down,

then I have no problem telling Phelps

that you're not the man for the job.

Marty.

Yeah.

Andrew.

Monica!

Looking good. Nice suit.

You know the guys in Forensics already?

You just got here.

Uh, well, um, Andrew has done some forensic work

for me in the past.

Oh, I work for you.

What do you got? Another death threat.

Oh, charming.

Do you think it's serious?

Probably not.

But as soon as you stop taking 'em all seriously,

you start going to funerals.

You update the nutcase file?

We're downloading all the data we got on this guy

for the computer composite sketch.

Great.

Maybe we should reroute the motorcade for the rally.

I'm taking care of that.

Why don't you check on the batteries for the radios?

All right, according to the grid,

it looks like we've got an access problem

on Third and Jefferson.

So, uh, we need to reverse the route

and come in the backside of Fallon Street.

Uh, excuse me. May I say something?

I just checked with Traffic and Road Conditions,

and Fallon Street is still under construction.

Guess your grid just locked up, Marty.

But there's still a way around the construction.

If we divert at Allston Way and come in Fallon,

through Oak Street... You see Oak is a one-way...

That sounds fine. All right.

Why don't you check the route

with Oak as our main throughway into the square?

But nothing goes to Transpo till I approve it.

That's it. Thank you.

I'm... I'm sorry.

I hope I didn't step out of bounds...

I've been a Secret Service agent for 10 years.

If you think I wouldn't have changed that motorcade route,

you'd be making a big mistake.

Did you check the radios?

Looks like you've got the Secret Service's

equivalent of KP duty, baby.

I don't understand, Tess. I was right about that route.

She should have been happy that I pointed it out.

Oh, baby, she looks at you and she sees herself,

several years ago: Eager and smart, competent.

And she's afraid you're gonna be too much like her

and steal some of her light.

But I don't want to steal anything.

I want to help.

You keep that attitude.

You will get your chance.

Old General's been part of the lore of this fishing hole

since I was a little fella.

Is that right?

Never knew if it was for real or not...

Ah-ha-ha! MAN: Till now. Oh.

Ulysses, you're doing great.

Whoa!

Good job, man. Good show.

Here ya go.

All right!

That was Old General.

Y-you threw him back.

Well, look at her!

She speaks.

Why did you release that fish?

Why would I want some big ol' stuffed fish on my wall?

Big ol' glassy eyes staring at me

while I'm trying to watch television.

Well, it's a prize catch.

I mean, like my father used to say,

"Anything but the biggest fish is just a fish."