Winners never quit,
quitters never win.
When the going gets tough,
l kick ass...
This is me!
This is my country!
These colors, my friend,
these colors don't run!
September twelve, oh-eight hundred.
Paul Jeffries, USASF.
l am at position one, south west corner of the street...
Situation here has become increasingly difficult to monitor.
Pedestrian population up,
awareness level in retrograde.
Less than twenty four hours after the second anniversary of the attacks,
and still on a code yellow threat advisory.
These people might as well be picking flowers...
Location secure.
If not out of respect for the deceased,
then at Ieast out of respect for the famiIies,
Iet's have the human decency
not to use the anniversary of 9/11 for IiberaI-poIiticaI-maneuvering...
Thank you, God.
Thank you for bringing me home!
To my own country.
lt feels so remote. Been away for so long.
Thank you!
Come on, people! Work with me!
Go for Harris!
LA InternationaI Airport, position four-nine...
- Copy. - LAX!
Immediate dispatch. Confirm twenty upon arrivaI...
Does that sound like a ''soft target'' to you?
- ...Nobody's going after LAX! - Moving to position four-nine.
- WiII copy twenty. Harris out. - Copy that....
We're now beginning our finaI descent into
Los AngeIes InternationaI Airport.
The Captain has asked that you pIease fasten your seatbeIts
and return your tray tabIes to an upright and Iocked position.
Ten-twenty. North side of Palmetto.
l see an Arab.
Two very shady personage,
having a conversation where they know they can't be recorded.
Two boxes are being held.
And the label reads ah...
Borax?
Two boxes of Borax.
ln pursuit!
Come on, baby! Come on!
Come on, you crap! Come on!
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Please! Damn it! Shit!!
Where'd he go?
What is he, a magician or something?
Some kind of an invisible man?
Suspect fled on foot,
advanced into the
maze of inner city structures underneath the Fourth Street Bridge.
Vanished temporarily.
Pursuing on foot.
Talk about bad luck!
You think you slipped away?
Maybe for now, but not for long.
You just ran into a truck-load of the worst luck
you've ever had in your life, turban boy!
Attention, traveIers!
You are not required to give money to soIicitors!
Ladies and gentIeman, your attention, pIease!
Swiss Line 41 is paging departing passenger Mr. PauI Hingmus.
Lana?
Hi!
l guess you remember me, then, huh?
No, not really.
No? Good!
Because l was a nerd back then and now l'm kinda cool.
You checked luggage, right?
Uh, no! No, this is it.
That's it?
All the way from Tel Aviv and that's all you brought?
All my earthly possessions.
ls that true? Shall we?
WhiIe I flip through the pages of our wonderfuI ''mainstream press'',
as I'm doing right now,
the most difficuIt thing for me personaIIy to decide each morning
is which Iie to address first.
Because they're aII so enticing, quite frankIy.
But, Iet's see what we have here...
AIIright: RaIph Nader has caIIed for the impeachment of President Bush,
now RaIph has about as much Washington credibiIity as Pee Wee Herman,
so I'm just gonna Ieave this aIone...
l really appreciate what you're doing for me here.
What do you mean?
You know what l mean.
Well, hey, whose life is it, yours or your father's?
lt's mine...
Well, then, there you go!
You think he'll send me some hate mail?
Well, he might.
But at least you don't have to worry about e-mail.
Cause he always says that the computer
is an invention that allows you to make
- more mistakes in a shorter - ...more mistakes in a shorter
- period of time than... - period of time than
every before in history.
Ha! So, you heard that one from him, uh?
l heard it from him, alright, yeah.
Eighteen hundred hours, El Monte airport.
No apparent security, no nothing...
myself excluded.
l am observing approximately fourty to fifty private aircraft,
secured with padlocks.
Little kiddy locks!
My bicycle in high-school was harder to steal.
You load these things up with lsopropylmethylphosphonofluoridate,
hit any target in LA in less than five minutes...
Just one rat, that's all it would take.
Just one Mohamed Atta, one Ziad Jarrah...
There are more homeless and hungry
in Los Angeles County than anywhere else in the States.
This is ''The hunger capital of America''.
l just had no idea!
l mean, the last thing that they're talking about in the West Bank
is poverty in America.
The last thing they're talking about in the West Wing
is poverty in America.
ls there no press?
No, it's all on lraq.
And if it wasn't that, they'd just
find something else to spin in its place.
Everyone buys it.
One big lie after another...
We handed the tents out a few weeks ago.
Some wealthy woman
bought a hundred of them and brought 'em down...
l wish she'd come back and bring some food.
lt's just too many!
We can't feed 'em all anymore.
How far are we from the mission?
You're just about to film it.
Hey Chief! Who is the cutie?
This is Lana.
l'll introduce you in the morning.
She's gonna be with us a while, so, uh...
she comes and goes whenever she wants.
Got it! See you tomorrow, Lana.
Night, Sherman!
Oh, God! That lock!
This is the men's dorm.
Most of the drug dealers work the streets at night,
so we lock them out and go to bed kinda early...
You're probably beat anyway, huh?
Yeah... (l'm) a little tired.
Come on!
Are you hungry?
No, not really.
Good! You'll do well here.
l like it.
Huh! Sure you do.
No, l really do.
You are going to do very well here.
Bathroom is down the hall.
And this key unlocks your door,
our kitchen, and a few other things.
lt would be bad to lose it...
We usually have tea around six.
That sounds good.
Okay.
- Good Night! - Good Night!
Deedee mau!
Copy...
That's it. Keep it coming...
- Just get out of my way! - On your Ieft! You got it!
- Keep it coming! That's it. - Get the fuck out of my way!
You're veering! You're veering!
Yeah, because of you!
Watch the mirror!
What would l do without you, huh?
There you go. You got it!
More shredded paper? Great!
Yeah, can you reassemble it?
All of it?
Piece of... piece of cake.
Ah, you got some more water.
Where is it from?
Read it!
What do you know about Borax?
Borax?
Yeah.
lt's a cleaning detergent, isn't it?
l know it's cleaning detergent!
l wanna know what else you can do with it.
What do you mean, like build a bomb?
Just check it out.
Alright. l'll run it on the net.
Hahaha!
What?
l was just thinking...
You know, uh, everybody's worried about a ''dirty bomb''.
Wouldn't it be funny if it was made out of Borax?
Let me know as soon as you've made it and we'll set up a chat time.
l'm going to Abu Dis with the l.S.M., and yes, with ltzhak... ooh la la!
for a ''stop the wall'' vigil,
but l'm back tonight. Miss you, Yael.
P.S.: lf you're homesick, check out the latest...
Better Have Pains of Peace Than Agonies of War
l made it, but it was one of the longest trips of my life.
When we chat l'll tell you about LA.
And you can tell me about ltzhak!
You're ten hours ahead of me,
so how is ten your time,
midnight for me tomorrow?
l love you and l miss you, Lana.
Ten-twenty. North side of PaImetto.
I see an Arab!
Mom's letter.
God, help me deliver it after all these years.
Help me do this for her.
Help me find my uncle...
Wherever he is...
...the strategy of the insurgents in and around Baghdad
has been IabeIed the body bag syndrome...
During the day
the second floor is the real hub of activity,
so we usually leave this door closed.
Okay, got it.
Those are the women's dorms down there.
Martha's jurisdiction.
How you're doing, Marth?
Hi, Henry.
You know, they've been over capacity since,
well, since the last time the fire marshal was here.
And we have a small room for reading and prayer in there.
And down here...
- Ooh, l am sorry! - Wow! Excuse me!
...and come down here.
This is my office.
And then, the real action is in here!
Cafe Maison.
How's it flowing, Big H?
Oh, good.
- Sherman. - Yes.
This is Lana.
Hi.
Welcome to the mad house!
- Thank you. - Help yourselves, fellows...
Sherman is our operational manager.
And the chef. And the janitor.
And the accountant.
No, no, no, wait, wait, turn his mike off, okay.
Look, this is MYshow, aIright!
These Ieftists can never answer a question!
Sir, I didn't ask you who started the UN.
I asked you if aside from invasion,
shouId we aIways have the approvaI of
the United Nations before sending troops in?
PIease just answer that question, pIease!
AbsoIuteIy
Okay, thank you, Sir.
And for the record: Let me teII you: You're a fuII-bIown and compIete idiot.
But: God bIess you for tuning in.
And hopefuIIy you Iearned something today...
Afternoon, Elvin.
Afternoon. This your van?
Yeah. Yeah, l like a little shade.
You PD?
Nope.
But l was on a freedom bird with one of your LTs.
Zucker?
Affirmative. SSG Paul Jeffries, USASF.
You're working UC?!
l'm working...
Ah, excuse me, uh, good morning,
good afternoon, whatever, but, uh,
can l help you?
Hi. l am looking for my uncle and,
and l have this address...
Your uncle? Oh, you got the wrong house.
Paul... his name is Paul Jeffries?
No, no, no, never heard of him. No!
l've been overseas for a long time
and l just got back into town.
And l'd really like to see him.
l, l kind of need to actually.
But the guy that lives here doesn't have any relatives.
Well, uh, he does. He has one. lt's me.
Yeah, l was chubby.
Um, so is there a way that l can get in touch with him?
Cause l'm staying at a homeless mission right now and l just...
l don't have a phone.
Um...
Look, you didn't, uh...
you didn't get this... get this from me. Right? Some little birdie told you...
Nineteen hundred hours, evidence secured.
Will transport water samples
and report botulinim toxin analysis as soon as it gets back from the lab.
Jeffries, out.
l'm good!
Damned!
So if I see someone activeIy doing something suspicious,
be he middIe-Eastern or not, weII I'm not just going to waIk away.
This is my country, and if I want to take a cIoser Iook,
I'm going to take a cIoser Iook! I don't think it's radicaI.
I think it's rationaI.
Bread of Life.
Bread of Life?
Yeah, is that not what I'm supposed to say?
How would l know?
Well, l don't know.
What did they say the last time you called?
Well, to tell you the truth, l don't remember.
Uh, weII, this is the haII phone. And I'm Lana.
Lana? Lana who?
Lana Swenson.
What're your hours down there, Miss Swenson?
- Your hours of operation? - Well, uh,
the food service and the sermons vary,
but the mission is pretty much open all the time.
Is that right?
Yeah.
Thanks.
l remember you, you know.
And, uh, and l really wanna see you again,
UncIe PauI, even if...
Listen, um,
l needed some information, okay?
And... you helped me out, l appreciate that.
lf l can ever do anything for you, let me know...
Fuck!
We went to the wall today,
they shot rubber bullets and some tear gas,
but no one was hurt. And get this:
there were nearly as many lsraelis protesting
the wall as there we're Palestinians!
Now that sounds promising!
l wish there was more awareness here.
A lot of people don't even know it's happening.
Which is why you're going to become a writer!
Why be just one more person trying to change the world when you can
write something that will cause a 1000 to try!!!
Have you heard anything from my...
And before you change the subject,
l saw your Dad yesterday and he's totally fine.
He's back to his old cranky self,
running the mission like a general,
and (l'm not supposed to tell you this part)
calling Henry every day to see how you're doing.
Thanks for the update.
You have no idea how good it is to hear that.
And how about ''ooh la la'' ltzhak?
ltzhak who? l've never heard of him.
Okay. Yish-mor-cha Eha-el... love, Yael.
God bless you too, Lana.
Aah!
Aah! Mmmh!
What's the matter, Jeffries?
Napalm getting' to you?
Somebody get Polly here an APC for his god-damn menstrual cramps.
Don't you get sick on me now, Jeffries!
Charlie's not sick hiding in that rat-hole.
There wasn't anybody sick
in Boston on September tenth, l can guarantee that...
ln Washington and Newark...
they weren't sick and tired. They were preparing,
god damn it!
Go ahead and laugh, you fucking cowards!
Come on, laugh,
you fucking, lousy fucking Chuck!
You pull a box cutter on me, motherfucker!
We'll see what happens...
Just one of those planes!
lf l had just been on one of 'em!
Where the hell was everybody?
This country's been good to me...
This beautiful country...
Oh God!
grateful to you...
You know how scared l am.
l'm way out of my depths here.
Yesterday l was still in the West Bank, and then...
all of a sudden l'm here,
in my own country, but it
feels so strange.
You gotta back me up on this one, God,
even if l'm wrong.
l know that l need help.
l know that l can't do it on my own.
Do WHAT on my own?
l don't even know why l'm here, in America.
To deliver a letter?
There must be more to it, it's not just for Mom...
l don't have to be afraid.
l know that you're with me.
And l know that you're always there,
with your arms stretched out wide.
Thank you, God!
Thank you for this day,
for this room,
for my life. Thank you!
Oh, falling! We're falling!
Hey, how is it going?
Maybe we'll talk later.
Hey, how're you doing?
What, you serve me a couple of meals
and now we're supposed to be friends?
Oh, come on. Sure, why not?
But you don't even know my name!
What, is that one of the rules of friendship?
How can you be someone's friend when you don't know what to call them?
Well, l mean, l don't know, but l bet you there's a way.
Oh, Charles! ls this your drink?
What's so funny?
Nothing. But you're standing there with your foot in your mouth.
So she knows my name. Big deal.
Charles...
- Hey, how you're doing? - How you're doing?
- l'm good. - They call me Dee Dee.
Dee Dee, it's nice to meet you. l'm Lana.
Nice to meet you, too.
You got some meat in there?
Right. There.
Thank you, thank you.
That's good.
This is no coincidence, this is a sign!... Yeah.
Or maybe... instinct. Maybe is just pure instinct.
Thirteen-twenty six.
Suspect relocated: Bread of Life Mission.
Still inside. l remain in position.
l got all day, pal. You take your time in there.
Enjoy that sandwich!
Because that sandwich is gonna cost you.
There's no free lunch in this country.
l'm Lana.
l'm Hassan.
Where are you from?
My home is not a place, it is people.
Okay. Here we go...
Thirteen-forty eight. Suspect engaged,
standing on the northwest corner of Winston
and Los Angeles Street. Under full surveillance!
Lead the way, my little Pied Piper!
Lead the way...
Oh, he's got some more borax, huh?
You got a lot of laundry, don't you?
So, you've ever been on a camel?
What?
ln Palestine, or wherever...
Uh, no. No, they have cars now.
That's where you're from, right?
Well, for the last couple of years.
l was born in Ohio, but l grew up mostly in Africa.
ln Africa?
Yeah. My dad's a missionary.
Oh! So, you've ever been on an elephant?
Suspect entered...
the Nidal Chemical Bleaching Company,
at six four five lmperial Street.
That's an awful lot of barbed wire for a bleaching company...
Bleaching!
Chemicals!
Hey, Boss.
So, what'd you find out for me on Borax?
Didn't you get the information l printed out for you?
l put it in the envelope next to your seat.
l haven't had time.
You know those printer cartridges just aren't cheap!
l got one report out of Trinidad.
There's an lslamic military group there,
and they're threatening attacks on the UK and The States.
Chemical attacks!
And?
And, wow, wow, weII, they're pIaying around with a Iot of stuff. CobaIt,
cobalt sulfate, but they're using, uh,...
they're using Borax. Borax is definitely part of the mix!
Is that right?
Yeah, but l don't know if they use it or if they're boiling it down
for boron acid or what.
You know there's four different kinds of boron.
Pentahydrate boron, dexahydrate boron,
anhydrous sodium sulfate boron and...
Good! Good work, Jimmy.
- l'll get back to you. - And... and...
and there is one other kind of boron...
yeah. Serge?
...if anything sounds fishy to you
about a four-star generaI
who doesn't beIieve in the right to bear arms.
- You're a busy little fellow, aren't ya! - I don't reaIIy care about CIark's poIitics,
- I reaIIy don't, - Yeah, and l'm on you like glue.
but I think this man shouId see a psychiatrist!
Do we need the wars,
and the killing and the exploitation of man by his fellow man?
Does God favor some people,
so he makes them rich and powerful,
and we're the ones who have fallen out of grace?
l wanna tell you right now, uh,
l have some very good reasons not to think so.
Cause when Christ lived with us,
and he walked among us,
he preferred your company!
He would rather stay with the outcasts
and the whores and the underprivileged than the rich and the hypocrites.
ln fact, when he sat at the table of the wealthy,
he couldn't even take it. lt was an insult to him!
And that is where...
he told that story of a certain beggar,
a man called Lazarus,
who was on his knees at the...
at the gates of a mansion, covered in sores,
asking for the crumbs that fell from a rich man's table.
This beggar was treated worse than that man's dogs.
But after his death he wasn't forgotten....
l know l'm missing critical information right here!
Goddamn it! l can sense it!
Holy shit!!...
Bring him over here!
Right here, come on!
Come on!
Hold on now! Hold on, my brother!
Come on! Let's go, put him right there.
Hold on!
Sherman, call an ambulance! Ann!
Oh, Lord, help us!
Ann, get me a towel, a bunch of them. And water!
- Hold on, my brother! Hold on! - Hollow point forty-four.
What?
The bullet explodes on impact. lt's, uh,...
tears a big hole in you.
So, what do we do? You know CPR? Come on!
- Ambulance is on the way! - Good.
Save me! Save me!
Tell me who it was. Anything you can tell...
Just give me a name. Just give me a name! Any name!
Trona... Trona.
Trona? Okay.
What did he say?
ls he going to make it?
No.
What happened?
lt was a drive-by.
You look a lot like your mother.
What?
Especially your eyes.
On my bed, at night l remember you.
- And l think of you through - Paul!
the watches of the night because you are my help.
l sing in the shadow of your wings.
My soul clings to you. Your right hand upholds me.
Holy father, accept this soul into heaven with all your divine
mercy and love, amen.
Who's that man, Lana?
Perpetrators approached the kerb in a black Humvee
at twenty-two hundred and twenty hours.
Conversation with the victim was unrecordable.
However, within the Hummer, l identified laughter.
Authentic laughter!
That's not ClA.
lt's definitely not DHS.
That's a negative!
They wanted to make a statement,
but not too big of a statement.
A hundred and twenty thousand dollar vehicle!
Now where'd that money come from?
Saudi Arabia? Pasadena?
Either way, it's an Op.
A small, elite cell that was gonna start some trouble,
that was gonna screw something up.
They didn't wanna work for Al Qaeda
or Jemaah lslamiyah or whatever the hell,
so the big boys had to send them a message.
Yeah. But the big question is:
what is the big plan that the small plan was gonna screw up?
That laughter sounded Arabic. Definitely Arabic.
Damn it!
What?!
PauI, it's Lana.
Congratulations! What do you want?
I wanna ask you a question.
Well, now is not a good time.
You shouIdn't be even using this phone! It's for emergencies!
Who's Trona?
What'd you say?
Trona. l heard what that man said to you.
He said ''Trona''.
I just wanna heIp. That's why I'm asking.
Listen, there is a lot more to this than you think there is.
l met him in the food line today
and he told me his name.
Hassan...
Don't say anything else.
This is not a secure line, alright?
l'll come to see you tomorrow.
Time to make the donuts!
Hi! Now this is critically important. Are you with me?
Yeah!
Okay.
Number one.
Crime scene?
l'll explain it later.
But l need you to make a dub of this tape
and deliver to all four local networks by o-nine hundred.
Can you handle that?
Of course, l can handle it.
Alright.
And then have this Arabic document translated and analyzed ASAP.
l will do. Consider it done.
Good.
By o-nine hundred!
- O-nine hundred. - l want you all to listen to this again: Neither
death, nor life, nor rulers, nor powers
will separate you and me from the love of God.
You are loved!
When you're asleep out there in the streets,
you are loved!
When you're collecting cans for a nickel each, you are loved!
Oh, wow!
ls this, uh... is this like your surveillance vehicle?
lt's one of them, yeah.
Up, l got it.
Thanks. Stand by...
September fifteen, eleven hundred o-six,
Paul Jeffries, USASF.
Update on the situation:
individual identified as Hassan.
Was that his first name?
First name Hassan...
You know his last name?
No.
Further investigation needs to be conducted before determining last name.
Okay. So, when you had this situation...
this dialogue,
do you remember exactly what was said?
Yeah.
Okay, good. So, just start from the beginning.
Tell me word for word.
- lt's very important. - Okay.
Um... l said ''hello'', and then he said ''hello''.
Then l said ''l'm Lana'', he said ''l'm Hassan''...
And then l asked him where he was from,
because he looked middle eastern...
What did he say to that?
He said ''My home is not a place, it is people''.
What the hell does that mean?
l mean, l don't really know.
That was it?
Yeah, yeah. Then he took his food and he walked away.
My home is not a place, it is people...
That means: his home...
is people.
Something like that. Okay!
ls this for the Agent Orange?
What?
Mom told me that when you were in Vietnam
that you had been exposed to Agent Orange.
Well, your mom was wrong...
lt wasn't Agent Orange.
The Defense Department called it Agent Pink.
But then they probably realized it was too strong,
so they watered down the dioxin and gave it a different name.
But l was around before they did that.
What did it do to you?
Nothing, really.
Paul?
Listen, someone needs to figure out who killed this guy.
lt's extremely important to me.
l can't do it sitting around here.
You've done well, you've helped me.
l wanna keep in touch.
Hey, Alimi.
No one is avaiIabIe to take your caII right now.
PIease Ieave a message after the tone.
Yeah, yeah. Sure thing...
The ''business'' in question
does not answer their
business phone during normal business hours.
l'm going in!
Huh!
lf l was paranoid, that would look suspicious.
Check for possible one-man-submarine, out.
Fertilizer!
Oklahoma...
...with the approaching eIection
voters wiII have to decide
just how important the issue reaIIy is.
Reporting Iive from Sacramento, this is Stephanie Stevens,
CNB four. Back to you, Ron.
Thank you, Stephanie.
CNB four has obtained excIusive footage of a downtown
Los AngeIes kiIIing that has the poIice baffled.
The foIIowing footage is of a graphic nature.
The sheIters were destroyed and one of the men was kiIIed.
There are no suspects at this time
and the name of the victim is being
withheId pending notification of reIatives.
lt's being withheld because they don't know what it is.
They'll figure it out.
They'll have fingerprints or something.
l'd say at least half the homeless that
die on the streets are never identified.
What happens to them?
They get cremated,
tossed into a mass grave out at the county cemetery.
But he was murdered!
The least that they can do for him is to find his family.
He deserves that much!
The truth is, nobody really cares about him.
Bingo.
Hi boss, l got it!
The name of the company is, uhm,
lBC lnternational Boron Chemicals.
They pretty much built the town of Trona themselves.
How far is it?
Huh?
How - far - is - it?
Oh, how far is it? lt's a,
it's about a hundred eighty miles.
Anyway, the whole town is, uh,
is built on a dry salt lake, in Death Valley.
lt says that
the company is digging out all sorts of minerals
and chemicals from the salt flats and turning them into Boron products.
And get this: They ship most of the stuff to China!
China?
China!
You said China.
That's what it says.
What else?
it says that the area was originally settled in eighteen seventy by this guy John Searles.
His father was from Chicago and he lived there...
ls the lake bed secure? ls the factory secure?
Have there been any reported break-ins?
Do any of the names look Arabic in the telephone book?
How they transport the Boron to the coast before it goes off to China?
Well, this is just a preliminary report.
l was gonna get into all that stuff.
Good. Because l'm going there in the morning.
ls that stuff turning blue yet in the test tubes?
That's gotta wait at least a half hour.
That's right. You told me that.
Are you okay?
What do you mean?
l can see that your Agent Pink is acting up.
lt's... it's on your neck...
lt comes and it goes. l can't stop it, you know that.
Oh, yeah, but l also know that
when you get yourself too worked up, it just makes it worse.
l'm not ''worked up''.
Alright.
l got you more meds through the Canadian deal. They're in...
We have a critical situation here, Jimmy!
We may be dealing with the major cell!
Our work could be saving thousands of lives, maybe more!
And you want me to be calm right now?!
Now is not the fucking time to be calm! Okay?!
Okay.
America needs us!
Jimmy, l'm gonna need you for my C & C on this one.
lf l need tags pulled,
if l need to have a background check or a favor pulled,
l need you to... you need to stick by that phone!
lf l have to reach out,
l gotta know you're gonna be there.
Alright, l'll be your REMF on this one, Serge.
The phone will never ring more than once.
They're trying to destroy our country!
They're trying to infect us!
l am not gonna let 'em.
l am not gonna let them do it!
You want, uh, a bottle of Tiger Piss?
Yeah... that sounds good.
Semper Fi!
De Oppresso Liber!
l got a case inside the house.
Good.
Did you know him?
l am just trying to help find his family.
Okay. Just a minute.
Excuse me!
That was the drive-by killing on Winston Street, right?
Right.
Still at the coroner's office.
He's been upgraded from a John Doe, though.
lt says his name is Hassan Ahmed.
A-h-m-e-d?
That's it.
Hassan Ahmed. Thank you so much.
Any time.
You forgot your phone.
Hey, PauI, it's Lana...
Oh, no, this is uh...
this is Jimmy. We met the other day.
Hi, Jimmy. Um,
is my uncle there? l need to talk to him.
No, he aIready, um, he aIready Ieft.
Uh, okay, well, how can l reach him?
l have some information
regarding a case that he's working on.
Oh, really?...
What... what case might that be?
The murder, Jimmy... With Hassan and the Hummer.
Oh... Oh, so you know aII about that, huh?
Yeah.
He aIready Ieft for Trona
and l guess he'd left his cell phone.
He left for Trona?
Can you do me a favor?.
When you do talk to him,
will you let him know that l know who the victim was,
and that l need to speak to him?
Alright. l'l... l'll tell him.
WeII, I appreciate it very much. Thank you, Jimmy.
Sergeant?...
Paul?
Oh, shit!
Give me a minute!
No other listing?
No, no, that's the only one that l can find
and it's disconnected.
Okay,
uh, l think l've got a number of a...
parish in Ridgecrest.
lt's twenty miles from Trona,
so maybe they can send someone over.
Oh, that'd be great!
Yeah.