Veronica Mars Page #2

We found Echolls passed out

next to DeVille's body.

Sheriff, are you aware

of the video...

of Logan Echolls

threatening Bonnie?

Get out. You're not welcome here.

You get rid of him, or

you're gonna end up dead.

Kind of speaks for itself.

Can you speak to the tragedy...

the violent death of a celebrity

who seemed to have it all?

So, what's new with you?

I need your help, Veronica.

I don't really do that anymore.

Look, can you just hear me out?

He's being bombarded by lawyers

wanting to represent him.

I'm just gonna go out

there, see my dad...

and help Logan weed

out the shysters.

Well, give Logan my best.

Tell him I've gotten used to the loose bone

fragments floating around my orbital socket.

You may not want to mention that

violent streak to his new lawyer.

- Shut up, okay?

- Okay.

Hey there.

Hi.

Um...

You weren't planning on carrying

me through the airport, were you?

Uh, no, I just met with JAG Corps,

so... Fun bunch of guys.

I, um, had heard, of course...

but I couldn't fully picture it.

You should only wear

this, like, ever.

Let me?

How did you get through security?

Uh, I bought a $49 ticket to

Palm Springs. Totally worth it.

- How was your flight?

- Good.

I would've been fine

in coach. But thank you.

There's the sun. Do you ever get

tired of all this amazing weather?

Yeah, and how about them Dodgers?

Look at us, falling right

back into our old rhythms.

I imagine your dad is

pretty excited to see you.

I'm surprising him.

So are you gonna ask if I did it?

I wouldn't be here if

I thought you did.

Hi.

Mars Investigations.

Sorry, he's unavailable.

Can I take a message?

Hang in there, Mr. Millet. I should

know something in a few days.

Uh, yes, we will take pictures...

but I'm afraid "shooting the son of a b*tch"

is not a service that we currently offer.

All right, bye.

You buckled.

Oh, the magnetic pull of

Neptune High brought you back.

- Heh.

- Oh, you've got spirit, yes, you do.

Actually...

No.

- Logan. Of course.

- I'm just helping him find a lawyer.

Mm-hm.

Oh, Piz says to tell you hi.

Good man, Piz.

How'd he feel about you

coming out here to see Logan?

It's not a social call.

He understands that.

Mm-hm.

He does.

What's going on here?

Stop and frisk. Some developer

bought up all this...

now our local police are

running off the undesirables.

It's the Neptune way.

Protecting and serving

the highest bidder.

So this new Sheriff Lamb...

- ... he as big of a clown as

his little brother? - Bigger.

Lazy and barely competent like

his brother. More venal and corrupt.

Well, if it isn't the man, the myth, the

legendary pain-in-the-ass Keith Mars.

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