Veronica Mars

Previously on "Veronica Mars"...

So, it's true what they say... there's a new sheriff in town?

Until the special election, anyway.

- Do you like movies? - Let's go.

I know what I like. Why waste my time?

Like why bother with something not good

just because it's something?

You know, I was thinking of asking Parker out,

and I wanted to make sure it was cool with you.

Of course. Thank you for asking.

Sure. I know we're friends.

Yeah. See ya.

Good luck.

- What can I get you ? - Uh, coffee with cream.

Uh, actually, could I get a couple of them?

Thank you.

Here. I hate to think of you undercaffeinated.

Danke.

8:00 a.m. Shouldn't you be in a wetsuit somewhere?

Early poli-sci.

And you're actually going?

Yeah. I even bought this amazing pen

that accents text in neon colors.

A highlighter!

Lots of advancements since the last time I buckled down.

How about you?

Uh, violence in early adolescence.

Need me to autograph your textbook?

Thanks, but...

So, what do I owe you for the Joe?

Eh, just pay it forward.

Hey, by the way, I'm throwing a birthday party for Parker this weekend.

I've been studying up. I watched "My Super Sweet 16."

Which reminds me, you don't know where I can get a dozen eunuchs, do you?

Not offhand. I could make some calls.

If you're not busy, I know she'd really like you to be there.

We both would. Think about it.

Is mr. Mars in?

No. Sorry. We've shut down for a while.

You own babylon gardens, don't you?

My dad and I get takeout there all the time.

I went to high school with your daughter.

Our restaurant was vandalized...

Rocks through our window.

They spray-painted "Terrorist" on our door.

Is there someone who can help us?

I believe there is.

Jimmy.

Hey. Your tab.

Hey. Come on. Sign it and hit the road.

Tomorrow I'll set the cameras.

Tonight, it's the old-fashioned stakeout.

I took this case so I wouldn't have time

to dwell on Parker's birthday party, and...

now here I am sitting in a car

with nothing but a whole lot of dwelling time on my hands.

Veronica Mars?

Amira... long time, no see.

Yeah.

Like, since my senior year,

when you made my pirate points worthless.

Wow. Good memory.

I heard you were at Hearst, but I haven't seen you.

Yeah, different circles, I guess.

What are you doing out here?

Your mom hired me to watch the place

in case there are any more... incidents.

My mom hired you?

Yep.

Have a blast.

I just got off the phone with county.

The kid's never gonna walk again.

Any idea what a 19-year-old was doing drinking in here?

- His I.D. said he was 21. - Yeah, I saw it.

It also said he was 6'3", 220, and blond.

You can go home now.

We will pay you for the time that you put in,

but I can handle it myself.

It was a mistake for my wife to hire you.

It was not a mistake.

You fall asleep out here in your car.

You work too hard to be able to stay up all night.

This is the Mars girl.

Her father is the acting sheriff.

Have you thought about Nasir?

Besides, this is no job for a girl.

What choice did I have?

I knew you would react this way.

Surprise.

-Woooo, yeah! -Here we come!

* A long time ago *

* We used to be friends, but I *

* Haven't thought of you lately at all. *

* Come on, now, Sugar! *

* Bring it on, bring it on, yeah! *

* Just remember me when... *

* We used to be friends *

* A long time ago *

* We used to be friends *

Veronica Mars 3x16 Un-american Graffiti

Cashmere.

Why is this happening?!

Not a great time to be arab in america.

20 years we've been in this country!

Huh! 20 years we've been americans!

I'm a yankee doodle damn dandy!

And now this?!

The license plate was removed,

but I caught a glimpse of a bumper sticker.

It should be enough to go on.

Really?

Unless it was a "hello, my name is..." sticker,

how's that gonna do any good?

The person who owns that pickup has a child

who's an honor student at Neptune middle.

Do you want me to track him down or not?

Look at these ads.

"Twofer tuesday," "It's raining gin,"

"Dollar-Shot night."

Let me change first. Man, you party hard.

It's a college paper.

Only a quarter of the students at Hearst are 21.

I'm not sure where this rant is going.

A 19-year-old kid was drinking at a bar called The Break tonight

with a gum-ball level I.D.

He stumbled out, and a car hit him.

It looks like he'll never walk again.

"Bucket o' beer bonanza"?

You have any idea if they're known for allowing underage drinking?

"Famous for" is more like it.

It's nicknamed "The Cake" for how easy it is to get in, but

most of the campus-area bars are pretty lax.

From what I've heard.

'Cause the only buckets I order come in original and extra crispy.

I have it on good authority that The Break

and other campus-area bars on the list you're receiving

are knowingly serving underage students.

I want surprise checks in every one of these bars tonight.

Looks like my credit-card statement.

What's the priority level, sheriff?

Well, obviously if you get a call, take it, but

otherwise I want these bars scared straight.

Gentlemen, Jim Wilson was 19. I want this taken seriously.

You used to work for him. Is he always like this?

I wouldn't test him.

We have a guest in honors homeroom today.

Miss Mars is doing a survey about gun awareness

for her college criminology course.

I trust you will give her your full attention,

as honor points are in effect.

What does a criminologist do?

Oh, grads usually go into work in law enforcement.

I'm considering pursuing a career at the FBI.

- You're a girl. - Ronald.

Actually, Ronald, did you know that, on average,

girls develop faster than boys

and have higher levels of cognitive functioning,

including math calculation, written language, and verbal fluency?

So?

Well put, Ronald. We need firemen, too.

We all know guns are dangerous,

but I also study the dangers and implications

of the impact of toy guns, like pellet guns,

BB guns, or paintball guns.

Raise your hand if you have a family member

who owns a pellet or bb gun.

Now, how about paintball guns?

Okay, now, whose family has a big yellow pickup truck?

Miss Mars? I'm sorry. I'm not sure I understand where this is going.

Yeah. Me either.

- Oh oh... man, you got hit again! - Oh right.

Okay, okay, just go, go, go ahead, get it! Shoot! Shoot! There you go!

Yes! Yes!

Oh god, what are you doing man?

Yo, bitch, what up?

It stings.

I know, because you shot me last night.

I'm afraid I've got some bad news for you boys.

I'm close with the local sheriff,

and he simply hates hate crimes, self-hate in your case.

Dude, she shot you.

Keep up, towelie.

"Self-Hate"? What?

Spray-painting the front of Babylon Gardens...

Ringing any bells?

What?

Say "what" again. I dare you. I double dare you.

What?

God, someone wrote "Terrorist" at Babylon Gardens?

Check out the big brain on Brett.

I'll give you a hint. It was you.

We didn't do anything like that.

I can prove it.

Look... White people.

See? Anyone's a target.

So I'm straight,

your defense is that you shoot everyone, not just arabs.

Is that mr. Clemmons?

Yeah. Nailing Clemmy was sweet.

Do I look like someone who would spray-paint "terrorist"