In Plain Sight PicSpam: Part 1!
This is a PicSpam I have created for a usaland challenge. It is for the show In Plain Sight. This is episode 207, entitled "Duplicate Bridge." I picked this particular episode because it has some great M/M moments and a really cool stapler.
First of all, here is the title screen cap, which is just freakin' cool. This is our dynamic duo, Mary Shannon and Marshall Mann. They are U.S. Marshals who work in witness protection.
We begin our story with the news that a bridge has collapse in Omaha, which had many casualties.
We quickly find out that this man, Norman Baker, is the bridge's designer. He is testifying that the man building the bridge used sub-par gusset plates, and that was the cause of the collapse. Not his design, which was flawless (I love how omnious Marshall looks sitting there in the background).
This is Carl, the head builder of the bridge project. He obviously is denying that he did any such thing, and looks unhappy about the whole ordeal.
They have his signature on the order for the gusset plates!
"It was forged," he says. "Carl tried to bribe me," he says.
Mary knows that this will probably not end well for Norman, since he has no proof beyond his word.
But after providing his testimony, Norman has earned himself a life in Witsec, as Norman Danzer.
They quickly rush Norman out of the trial after he has finished his testimony.
But Norman does not want to leave before he finds out the results of the trial!
Marshall, the ever caring Marshal, expresses his understanding at how difficult this is, but that he needs to let go.
"Mind if I just draw a bull's eye on your witnesses forehead?" Mary asks, in her ever tactful way.
But, it works. And off they go to Albuquerque.
Here they find out the results of the trial. The clearly guilty Carl was acquitted of all charges.
Norman is obviously devastated. "My design was perfect," he says, "I'm innocent."
"I believe you," caring Marshall says.
"No you don't understand," Norman says. He goes on to explain the science of bridge-designing, and how everything has to be just so.
Pictorial proof of Norman's flawless design.
Marshall just loves fellow geeks!
Marshall pulls out the big guns, with his "You need to let go and re-define your life" speech.
"Where is the bathroom?" asks Norman.
The gang talks about the verdict.
But Mary notices a disturbing scene on the balcony. What is it?
It is Norman standing on the ledge. "Don't do it," Marshall says.
"I don't want to kill myself, I didn't do anything wrong," he says. "I just am imagining what it would be like to build a bridge that stretches across the horizon."
M and M are too relieved to appreciate the beauty of the horizon.
It is moments like these that make Stan consider other career paths.
So they help him off the ledge.
And that brings us to present day.
Where M and M are arguing (but it's so cute that he opens the door for her!)
"You really can't drive me to Norman's?" he asks.
"It's not my problem your car is in the shop," she says.
"Yet it's always my problem when yours is," he says.
"Now we are on the same page," she says.
Their spat is quickly interrupted though, because Eleanor has a surprise (yay!).
What is it?
The Fleigler 2000!
Marshall is v. impressed.
The number one choice of stapling professionals worldwide!
"It's just a stapler!" Mary says.
But Marshall knows how epic the Fleigler 2000 is. "This thing can staple 80 pages together."
Mary, of course, wants to have a look-see.
"Hey wait! Those don't go together," Marshall says.
But it's too late.
After one short demonstration of it's power, Mary has fallen in love with the Fleckler. "I could cobble shoes with this thing!"
Eleanor is rightfully protective of the new toy. "Do you know how long it took me to get approval for this thing?"
"There doesn't happen to be a Fleigler staple remover?" Marshall asks.
"It was on backorder," replies Eleanor.
But look, another suprise! Marshall has received ribs, specially overnighted from Omaha.
Stan and Mary are entranced by the deliciousness of the ribs (brains! I mean ribs!).
"Paws off the ribs, people!"
"You mean you shipped ribs all way from Omaha, and you are not sharing."
"Now, we are on the same page," he gloats.
But Mary cannot resist the siren song of ribs, so she agrees to drive Marshall to Norman's.
And becomes the personal body guard of the ribs.
I just love the probe!
"Oh hey, Marshall," Norman says, keeping the door suspiciously closed.
"We brought ribs!" Mary exclaims. Norman is not particularly interested in ribs, though.
Mary ignores his suspicious disinterest. "Let's throw them in the oven," Mary says, as she barges into his house.
"Do you mind if we come in?" Marshall asks.
But in her search for the oven, Mary finds something fishy.
And Marshall sees it, too. A bridge, which is a huge red flag connecting him to his old life.
Even worse, they find paper work with his old name on it!
Marshall gives him the "You are an idiot with a death wish look."
And Mary gives him the "You are an idiot with a death wish look."
But Norman pleads with them. "Making this model helped to put everything in perspective for me."
"Well, we are gunna have to take the bridge with us," Marshall says.
So they put they bridge in Mary's trunk. Notice who got the leftover ribs!
"Give me half," asks Marshall.
"Not a chance," says Mary, "they are my escort fee."
*pause*
"That didn't come out right."
And look at all those delicious, delicious ribs.
But karma sucks, because it appears that Mary's darling sister has eaten them all.
"It wasn't me," she says.
"You ate all my ribs!"
"I'll make it up to you! Let's go out to breakfast. I'll pay."
"What do you want?" asks skeptical Mary.
"I need you to answer some questions about me for a paper I am writing."
"I will tonight," she says. "Now I need to pick up Marshall 'cause his car is in the shop."
"Oh wow that's a switch! What's next, he's the smart one and you're the cute one. Oh wait, he's both!" (So true, Brandi, so true).
Speak of the devil! There is wrathful Marshall. Why is he wrathful?
"Why are all the files stapled together?"
"I couldn't help myself. It's just so powerful."
"She had the same problem with her gun, when she first started."
But before they can bicker more about Mary's complete absence of self-control, Marshall gets the bat signal.
It appears that Norman' car had been founded abandoned. Uh-oh!
To the probe!
At the bridge they are filled in on the situation. Abandoned car, suicide note, the works. They think Norman has jumped.
"This doesn't add up," Marshall says.
"Are you sure?" asks skeptical Mary.
"I know my witness," says Marshall.
In a surprising act of solidarity, Mary trusts her partner and they begin looking for suspects who may have whacked Norman.
Eleanor brings them a list of people who have made death threats against Norman.
"Sorry it took so long, but I had to un-staple all the files."
"Anything else?" Eleanor asks.
"Coffee would be great," Mary says.
"I'm sure it would," Eleanor says.
"She is starting to grow on me."
Meanwhile, Marshall is searching the suspiciously empty house of Norman.
And puts on a jazz record (why not?).
He then finds a note from our beloved Norman, bequeathing to Marshall his drafting tools and his stereo.
This is beginning to look more like a suicide, after all.
But what's that sound? The doorbell.
This girl is rather suprised to see a U.S. Marshal open the door.
Marshall is equally suprised to find some random chick at the door.
It turns out she works with Stephen Maybury, Norman's second alias. She was just bringing him some of the things he had left at the office.
It turns out that it is a whole bunch of stuff about bridges!
"He was clearly obsessed," Mary says. "Maybe he jumped out of guilt."
But Marshall is adamant. "I know my witness," he says.
Stayed tuned for the second half of Duplicate Bridge .
First of all, here is the title screen cap, which is just freakin' cool. This is our dynamic duo, Mary Shannon and Marshall Mann. They are U.S. Marshals who work in witness protection.
We begin our story with the news that a bridge has collapse in Omaha, which had many casualties.
We quickly find out that this man, Norman Baker, is the bridge's designer. He is testifying that the man building the bridge used sub-par gusset plates, and that was the cause of the collapse. Not his design, which was flawless (I love how omnious Marshall looks sitting there in the background).
This is Carl, the head builder of the bridge project. He obviously is denying that he did any such thing, and looks unhappy about the whole ordeal.
They have his signature on the order for the gusset plates!
"It was forged," he says. "Carl tried to bribe me," he says.
Mary knows that this will probably not end well for Norman, since he has no proof beyond his word.
But after providing his testimony, Norman has earned himself a life in Witsec, as Norman Danzer.
They quickly rush Norman out of the trial after he has finished his testimony.
But Norman does not want to leave before he finds out the results of the trial!
Marshall, the ever caring Marshal, expresses his understanding at how difficult this is, but that he needs to let go.
"Mind if I just draw a bull's eye on your witnesses forehead?" Mary asks, in her ever tactful way.
But, it works. And off they go to Albuquerque.
Here they find out the results of the trial. The clearly guilty Carl was acquitted of all charges.
Norman is obviously devastated. "My design was perfect," he says, "I'm innocent."
"I believe you," caring Marshall says.
"No you don't understand," Norman says. He goes on to explain the science of bridge-designing, and how everything has to be just so.
Pictorial proof of Norman's flawless design.
Marshall just loves fellow geeks!
Marshall pulls out the big guns, with his "You need to let go and re-define your life" speech.
"Where is the bathroom?" asks Norman.
The gang talks about the verdict.
But Mary notices a disturbing scene on the balcony. What is it?
It is Norman standing on the ledge. "Don't do it," Marshall says.
"I don't want to kill myself, I didn't do anything wrong," he says. "I just am imagining what it would be like to build a bridge that stretches across the horizon."
M and M are too relieved to appreciate the beauty of the horizon.
It is moments like these that make Stan consider other career paths.
So they help him off the ledge.
And that brings us to present day.
Where M and M are arguing (but it's so cute that he opens the door for her!)
"You really can't drive me to Norman's?" he asks.
"It's not my problem your car is in the shop," she says.
"Yet it's always my problem when yours is," he says.
"Now we are on the same page," she says.
Their spat is quickly interrupted though, because Eleanor has a surprise (yay!).
What is it?
The Fleigler 2000!
Marshall is v. impressed.
The number one choice of stapling professionals worldwide!
"It's just a stapler!" Mary says.
But Marshall knows how epic the Fleigler 2000 is. "This thing can staple 80 pages together."
Mary, of course, wants to have a look-see.
"Hey wait! Those don't go together," Marshall says.
But it's too late.
After one short demonstration of it's power, Mary has fallen in love with the Fleckler. "I could cobble shoes with this thing!"
Eleanor is rightfully protective of the new toy. "Do you know how long it took me to get approval for this thing?"
"There doesn't happen to be a Fleigler staple remover?" Marshall asks.
"It was on backorder," replies Eleanor.
But look, another suprise! Marshall has received ribs, specially overnighted from Omaha.
Stan and Mary are entranced by the deliciousness of the ribs (brains! I mean ribs!).
"Paws off the ribs, people!"
"You mean you shipped ribs all way from Omaha, and you are not sharing."
"Now, we are on the same page," he gloats.
But Mary cannot resist the siren song of ribs, so she agrees to drive Marshall to Norman's.
And becomes the personal body guard of the ribs.
I just love the probe!
"Oh hey, Marshall," Norman says, keeping the door suspiciously closed.
"We brought ribs!" Mary exclaims. Norman is not particularly interested in ribs, though.
Mary ignores his suspicious disinterest. "Let's throw them in the oven," Mary says, as she barges into his house.
"Do you mind if we come in?" Marshall asks.
But in her search for the oven, Mary finds something fishy.
And Marshall sees it, too. A bridge, which is a huge red flag connecting him to his old life.
Even worse, they find paper work with his old name on it!
Marshall gives him the "You are an idiot with a death wish look."
And Mary gives him the "You are an idiot with a death wish look."
But Norman pleads with them. "Making this model helped to put everything in perspective for me."
"Well, we are gunna have to take the bridge with us," Marshall says.
So they put they bridge in Mary's trunk. Notice who got the leftover ribs!
"Give me half," asks Marshall.
"Not a chance," says Mary, "they are my escort fee."
*pause*
"That didn't come out right."
And look at all those delicious, delicious ribs.
But karma sucks, because it appears that Mary's darling sister has eaten them all.
"It wasn't me," she says.
"You ate all my ribs!"
"I'll make it up to you! Let's go out to breakfast. I'll pay."
"What do you want?" asks skeptical Mary.
"I need you to answer some questions about me for a paper I am writing."
"I will tonight," she says. "Now I need to pick up Marshall 'cause his car is in the shop."
"Oh wow that's a switch! What's next, he's the smart one and you're the cute one. Oh wait, he's both!" (So true, Brandi, so true).
Speak of the devil! There is wrathful Marshall. Why is he wrathful?
"Why are all the files stapled together?"
"I couldn't help myself. It's just so powerful."
"She had the same problem with her gun, when she first started."
But before they can bicker more about Mary's complete absence of self-control, Marshall gets the bat signal.
It appears that Norman' car had been founded abandoned. Uh-oh!
To the probe!
At the bridge they are filled in on the situation. Abandoned car, suicide note, the works. They think Norman has jumped.
"This doesn't add up," Marshall says.
"Are you sure?" asks skeptical Mary.
"I know my witness," says Marshall.
In a surprising act of solidarity, Mary trusts her partner and they begin looking for suspects who may have whacked Norman.
Eleanor brings them a list of people who have made death threats against Norman.
"Sorry it took so long, but I had to un-staple all the files."
"Anything else?" Eleanor asks.
"Coffee would be great," Mary says.
"I'm sure it would," Eleanor says.
"She is starting to grow on me."
Meanwhile, Marshall is searching the suspiciously empty house of Norman.
And puts on a jazz record (why not?).
He then finds a note from our beloved Norman, bequeathing to Marshall his drafting tools and his stereo.
This is beginning to look more like a suicide, after all.
But what's that sound? The doorbell.
This girl is rather suprised to see a U.S. Marshal open the door.
Marshall is equally suprised to find some random chick at the door.
It turns out she works with Stephen Maybury, Norman's second alias. She was just bringing him some of the things he had left at the office.
It turns out that it is a whole bunch of stuff about bridges!
"He was clearly obsessed," Mary says. "Maybe he jumped out of guilt."
But Marshall is adamant. "I know my witness," he says.
Stayed tuned for the second half of Duplicate Bridge .