In Plain Sight

Hey, you all right?

Yeah.

Yeah. God damn hotdog's burning a hole in me.

Well, come on, sit down. Come on.

You, on the floor now. Get down.

On the ground. All the way.

Watch him.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Oh, God!

- Let me-- let me think of something.

What the hell is taking so long?

We got two minutes before lockup.

My guys got the back for you. We got no time here.

He's having a heart attack. I'm getting him to a hospital.

Are you out of your mind? We gotta go now!

You gonna shoot a cop?

Yeah, you're that stupid.

Good boy. Get the money.

I'll clean up here.

Get an ambulance.

Go on, get an ambulance! And don't call the cops.

Call the FBI.

Hey... I'm gonna get you help.

All right? Hold on.

We moved on Christmas Eve, the year that I turned six.

Jake's got us some used .45s,

A yard sale big wheel and a patch of grass out back.

She told me if I paddled good and slow I can go anywhere I want.

Anywhere extended only as far as our back yard, but still,

It was free.

A six year old version of the open road.

That was probably the last vehicle I got really attached to.

Until now.

It needs a new transmission and an alternator.

And the squirrels that run the engine

Should probably retire.

So, what, just shoot it and put it out of its misery?

No. But I figure you need time to mourn

Before jumping into something new,

So I have a loaner for you.

- Wow. Really? - Really.

So...Heard from your sister lately?

- Mm-mm. You? - Been a while.

I've called every day this week,

But it goes straight to voice mail.

And I kinda promised not to tell you,

But she borrowed $20,000.

What?

From you? From me.

And did she tell you why?

No.

Oh, well, you know Brandi.

So the money's probably in mutual funds

Earning 6% until she has enough

To open the refugee center.

Peter...I'm sorry.

Um, I'll-- I'll try to reach her, okay?

Yeah.

How about this one?

Come on, you can actually sell this one.

Just give me something like the probe.

I don't have anything like the probe.

I like the cars I sell.

Try it out for a bit.

If you want it, I'll give you a deal.

You sure?

Uh, all right.

You drinking again? My God.

Crap.

Hi, it's Brandi.

Please leave a message at the beep.

Hey, Brandi, this is the last message I'm leaving.

If you don't call me back in 24 hours,

I'm telling the police you died, having a funeral,

Selling everything you own.

And if you ever show up again,

I'll have you arrested for identity theft.

"happy birthday...Mom." that's nice.

My birthday was three weeks ago.

Yes. Yes, I know.

But you know how the mail in the program is, right?

The really slow system? We've gone over this.

It has to go from your mom to the central office

To our office.

I just got it yesterday. Wow.

Those look good.

- You gonna... - I can't.

No. You mind?

I missed lunch.

Mmm...That is so good.

- My mom ran a bakery. - I know.

I used to love the way the ovens smelled...

Smelled in the morning. I know.

You said. Lois, look,

I know it's hard, okay?

I know sometimes it's hard being alone, but you really--

- You don't like coming to see me much, do you?

That's not true.

I told you I like coming to see you fine.

I don't blame you.

I don't love seeing you either.

It reminds me how cut off I am.

I've got a job to do.

Part of my job is helping you move on with your life.

So go ahead. Go ahead. What is it?

The apartment again? Okay, yes, the apartment again.

My job, again. My life, again.

I'm so sorry, again!

Hey, Lois, calm down.

Yeah, Stan what is it?

Lois. Keep the cookies.

This is an odd one we inherited

From the Phoenix office.

Frank Jerome, ex-bank robber.

Testified against a bunch of dirty cops

He was pulling scores with.

Got himself one crap deal--

38 years in Witness Protection...

In prison.

Can I pass?

Sorry?

The guy spent four decades inside.

I don't know anything about him--

I know everything about him. Ex-cons are all the same.

He's gonna show me what I want to see,

Tell me what I want to hear, swear he's changed,

And the second I blink, shank me in the back.

It's all just a waste of my time.

Come on, give me something else.

Orphan with a crutch, widow with a puppy?

Orphan puppy?

Shut up and go? That.

Frank.

Hey.

Hey...

Call me tomorrow. I got trouble.

- Jesus, Ray, I told you not to--

Hey. - Hey, Frank.

We gotta go. We've got that thing, remember?

Uh, just a sec, honey.

No, it can't wait. Come on.

- Who's this? - Uh, this is, uh...

Prison groupie.

Oldies but goodies get me all kinds of horny.

Let's go.

Ray Petevich.

- Hi, Ray. - Pleased to meet you.

Ray and I need a moment. Huh?

Yo, Ray, come on.

You gave your boy his big welcome back.

Now we gotta roll. Mike, what's doing?

Not much, Frank. Ray?

This is for you, Frank.

Hey, man.

Let's go. Come on.

What's with the prison homecoming dance?

You weren't supposed to tell anyone you were being released.

Oh, I must have misunderstood the rules.

My apologies.

You know, the old memory ain't what it used to be.

That and everything else in your life.

Yeah.

From this point forward, I am your personal

We-never-sleep clanging iron door.

You do what I say when and how I say it,

The door stays open. You don't,

I'll slam it on your nuts till you're begging for prison.

Wow.

Never had a groupie before.

You're a dream come true.

Shut up and buckle.

Since 1970, the federal Witness Protection program

Has relocated thousands of witnesses,

Some criminal, some not,

To neighborhoods all across the country.

Every one of those individuals shares a unique attribute,

Distinguishing them from the rest

Of the general population.

And that is, somebody wants them dead.

Correct. You sent the DVDs.

I ordered the blu-ray, the chief difference being

The ability to toggle between

The charmingly inept original effects

And the glittering new, but strangely antiseptic

Hi-def ones.

Star trek demands the toggle.

Thank you. Mann out.

Inspector...

I believe you know Lois Turner.

Lois, good to see you. How are you?

Is Mary here?

She's out for most of the day.

Is everything all right?

Two things.

First thing, not that big a deal...

I have a strange growth... Downstairs.

It looks like some kind of fungus.

I'm not sure I'm qualified...

I've had a guy take a look at it,

But he thinks it'll cost thousands to get rid of.