This is Jim Rockford. At the tone leave your name and message, I'll get back to you.
[Beeep] Bum-mer! I call up with some good vibes and positive energies and talk to a robot? For-get you man!
Criminal Minds · Season 1, Episode 15
“Unfinished Business” · Season 1, Episode 15
In this episode: Dean Winchester (940), Damon Salvatore (715), Sam Winchester (665), Olivia Benson (637), Stephen Fry (608), Narrator (554), Clark Kent (523), Nate (486)
This is Jim Rockford. At the tone leave your name and message, I'll get back to you.
[Beeep] Bum-mer! I call up with some good vibes and positive energies and talk to a robot? For-get you man!
[in his finest con-job Texan billionaire drawl] Nick, I've got a thing about loose talk. If you were to run out into the brush for about nine miles and whisper this to a gopher, I'd make it a personal point to bust the wheels off your wagon.
Why don't we start by having dinner?
Alright. Do you like halibut?
Oh yeah, I love it.
Fine, fine. We'll stop by Blast Gillette's on the way and pick one up.
What does he mean by calling me a halibut?
It's a fish that swims on the bottom.
I don't like him.
[Kenny has taken out a hygienic damp cloth, wiping his hands compulsively] I once heard of a guy name Kenny something who was, like, kind of a cleanliness nut.
Agent Reinhardt has a skin rash; he picked it up in South-east Asia last year. Hasn't cleared up yet, huh Frank?
Doc says if it doesn't go away by Wednesday, they'll have to try steroids.
This is Jim Rockford. At the tone leave your name and message, I'll get back to you.
[beeep] This is Department of the Army. Our records show you are the Rockford, James who failed to turn in his service automatic in May 1953. Contact us at once!
I mean I checked the phone books; I checked all of the model agencies...
That's a waste of time; she's not a model. All right, she's blue eyed, very thin, but both of you said she was 5'-4". You've got to be at least 5'-7" to be a model; designer's clothes hang better on taller women.
Who are you? Eve St. Lawrence?
Why you're on a real crusade, aren't you. You're a regular Sir Guinevere!
Okay, Vern, what's your problem? Rabies?
Whatcha doin'?
Oh, just putting up my guard like I always do when somebody sticks their nose in my business.
Your business is my business as long as you're loitering here, staring at those apartments. We're with building security.
No, you're not, you got out of that Vette back there just a minute ago.
[Delivers an eulogy at T.T.'s funeral] T.T. Flowers used to say that cities made men poor and women old and everyone lonesome. So he bought himself 10 acres way out in the country. It was then in '35. Him and his little bride, Lou Ella, they built a reaI nice place there, and they named it Freedom, and they were raising rabbits and chickens and goats and turkeys and bees. And then Lou Ella died giving birth to their little girl. T.T., he raised her as best he could and he stayed right there on the place, all the time watching the city creeping closer to him. T.T. Flowers played music to his bees and talked to his trees. Of course, no one ever asked him if they answered him back, or if they did, what did they say? The city just decided that there was no room anymore for a man who talked to trees. But T.T. always said that the city might surround him, but they'd never pave him under, because he was there first. And he was right. But the city didn't care.
What do you know about T.T.'s son-in-law?
Oh, he's a rich stockbroker, is all I know. But, of course, T.T. says that he's nothing but a con man with a diploma and a place to hang it.
Let me get this straight if I can. What you're saying is that a Beverly Hills psychiatrist, an Encino stockbroker, a San Marino lawyer and the biggest subdivider in the next county, all got together to do an old man out of three acres without the daughter's knowledge, but with her consent and full cooperation?
I don't know if they all got together, Dennis, but they're all doing it to him.
There's nothing to tie them together and from what you said, I'd say the old man's right where he belongs.
Okay, so his lifestyle doesn't help his case any. But since when is eccentricity punishable by torture? And besides, Muellard knew about the attempt on my life, which ties him to something. Or did you forget somebody tried to kill me yesterday?
Look, Jimbo, what can I do?
Well, did you run a check on the nitrous oxide tank?
Yup. Dr. Fellows ran an inventory against supply and accounted for every tank. So there's nothing there. And Fellows is the director of Horizons Crest.
Well, he's in on it, too.
Oh, good, now I can add a Woodland Hills doctor to your list of co-conspirators.
[On phone with Dennis] Well, what do you want for proof, Dennis? My body? This is second time somebody's tried to kill me in two days! Yeah. I know he's a pillar of the community. No, I won't tell you where I am. [Slams phone]
[continued; T.T.'s eulogy from last episode] He said, "There's more spiritual illumination in a hive of bees than you'd ever get from a man in a suit." T.T. found his inspiration in the miracle of spring. When he'd feel the first warm breezes start to push the frost north, he'd jump in that old truck of his and load it up with beehives and go chasing the blossoms, leapfrogging his bees to keep ahead of the flow of nectar. Well, he told me that they had been doing that in old Egypt in the days of the Pharaohs. Not in trucks, of course, but in big old barges floating slowly up the Nile... just one step behind the grand opening of spring. Well, now our friend has joined those who brought honey to the Pharaohs. Some say it was the city that killed T.T. But I know of one time when the city was his friend. And if he'd known it, T.T. would be alive today. /.../ Those of us who loved him lost a valuable friend when T.T. Flowers went north with the nectar, and the world lost another keeper of the bees. And a good one. Spring isn't going to be the same without him.
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