Fuck!
Stop it right now.
- Go back and get my fucking stuff. - Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up!
You'd better go back and get that stuff.
Now, asshole.
Who drove your ass all the way to Columbus so that you could make rent?
Oh! It's your rent too, you fuck-head.
- Oh, yeah. - Yeah, and if you think
I'm gonna keep that shit up when you're out banging
some dirty bitch, then you'd better sober the fuck up.
It was a fucking blow job. Why don't you get over it?
- Get over it? - Yeah.
It's like you haven't done the same fucking thing.
- No, I haven't. - No?
How about Ted or that guy from the liquor store?
- Let's call him! - That was before we said
that we weren't gonna cheat on each other anymore.
Go and get my shit!
I have a better idea. Why don't you go and get your own...
Just stop!
Stop!
Get out! Go!
What? You want me to walk all the way back there?
Yes! You walk, you skip, you fly.
I don't give a shit. Just get the hell out of my truck.
I warned you about slapping me!
And I told you about keeping your fucking dick in your pants.
- Ha ha! - You disgusting, worthless,
pathetic piece of shit!
Get out. Get out!
Fine! Fuck you. I'm done.
You can go stay with one of your loser friends
because I want your shit out of my house by tomorrow.
Yeah, that's great. I will. Enjoy the walk.
Fuck you!
When I seven years old,
my daddy told me something important.
He said, "Cassie, nobody is born lucky...
not you, not no one."
Shit.
You've gotta make your own luck.
It was the last conversation we ever had.
Six months later he was killed in prison.
- Hey. - Hey.
Can... can I use your cell phone?
My, uh... my car broke down
and I just need to call someone.
Sorry, l... I can't.
Look, uh...
I'll give you some money for the call.
I just need to use the phone.
Fuck.
Quick, get in. Get in!
Duck down. Don't let him see you.
Hey, Banger.
We almost didn't make it.
No? Why's that?
Some faggot almost t- boned us off the 170.
Oh. You made it, right?
It's all there.
Of course it is. Even a dipshit like you
wouldn't try to fuck over the old man.
If Grayson tried to fuck you, you'd be fucked.
Just like Christmas.
We all good?
We're all good. See you next time.
Hey, one more thing.
Oh, shit.
- Now that was easy. - Let's go.
Holy shit.
Here, looks like you need it.
Don't worry, it's on me.
Where in the fuck are all my girls tonight?
Where's Cassie?
Ohio, I think.
Ted said her car broke down or something.
You know what? That figures.
Cindy's out with a sick kid.
Louise has a broken nail or God knows what.
Everybody has got something.
They all bitch about how they want to make money,
but nobody just wants to come in
and fucking work.
You have one new message.
First message.
Cassie, it's Kyla.
I tried your cell, but there wasn't any answer.
Listen, Howie's pitching a fit about not having enough girls here tonight.
So if you're back, we'll waive the house fee
if you come on in. Thanks.
Yeah, waive all you want, Howie.
Cassie's got a long walk home.
Hi, Howie.
Mmmm.
Bourbon straight up, please.
Oh, listen!
You know who the guy in the brown jacket is, right?
Serena's ex.
Guys, the one that messed her up real bad.
That's the guy?
- You're sure? - Yeah.
He beat prison too. Uncle's got, I don't know,
connections or something.
- Okay. Who's Serena? - Howie, she worked here.
No?
Okay, your brother's brain is shot.
No. He only remembers the girls he got to fuck.
Oh, not necessarily.
Sometimes I don't remember them either.
Well, she only worked twice before he put her in the hospital.
He... he hit her in the...
in the... what's... what's that called right here?
- Kidney? - Yes.
Yes. She had to have surgery and everything.
- That fucking prick. - Hey yeah, no kidding, huh?
I hate him.
Holy fuck. Okay. Okay, calm down.
Okay, calm down. Calm down.
No one fucking saw me.
Ah! That frigging shit doesn't work.
Okay, you're in control.
You're in control.
See ya.
Bang.
Holy shit.
Holy motherfucking shit. Meth.
Have you ever seen so much fucking money at one time, Lucky?
Neither have I.
Fucking Jack.
Of course. Cassie!
- Hey, what's up? - You okay?
Yeah. Why?
The fucking television.
That motherfucker!
The booze is gone too and so is the coffee maker.
Damn it. I should've known that he'd pull something like this.
I could fucking kill that guy.
So wait, I take it you two broke up again?
For good this time.
If he even steps inside this house, I'll have his ass thrown in jail.
I can't believe he took the coffee maker.
He doesn't even drink coffee.
He only did it 'cause he knows you do.
Of course he did.
I can go get you a new one.
Drug store has some. I don't think they have timers though.
But it'll get you through tomorrow.
Uh, no. It's okay.
Are you sure? I can do that for you.
I know that coffee helps you.
Jade, I said it's fine, okay?
Let's go in your bed and celebrate. I've been thinking about you all day.
Celebrate? Celebrate what?
Celebrate what? The good riddance of Jack.
Oh.
Yeah, actually, I'm feeling kind of tired.
We can celebrate tomorrow.
But I want to do it now. Please.
I know exactly what you need.
Eh, tomorrow. Good night.
Fine.
- So they're dead? - All dead...
both the brothers and the pretty boy with the pick-up.
So where's my money?
Missing, along with the dirt in Billy's car.
I assume you are on this.
You assume correctly.
- - Thank you, Roddy. - You're welcome, sir.
$90,000.
So with the meth,
if that's worth $90,000 too,
that's $180,000.
Mon amour.
Would you like another glass of champagne?
Oui.
You know, sipping champagne
with such a beautiful woman...
I must be the luckiest guy in the world, no?
I guess I just chose
the perfect time to come to Paris.
I know, Lucky.
You want to see the real one.
But don't worry.
Mommy's got a plan to get us there.
Did you get a new car?
Actually, I was gonna tell you about that.
I need to get rid of it.
Whose is it?
I'm not sure. Um, didn't you say
that you knew a guy who could take care of that though?
- How'd you get it? - Oh, just sort of fell into my lap.
What is that guy's name? Remember?
You told me he buys pre-owned cars.
He's always wanting to talk about his problems.
- Oh, yeah. Garrett. - Yes. Garrett.
Why are you being all super secretive about the car?
I'm not.
I feel like you're keeping secrets from me again, Cassie.
Jade, I'm not. I told you that I would
never keep secrets from you again.
And l... and I meant that.
It's just that...
I was dancing up in Columbus
and Jack just kinda stranded me there.
And so one of the other girls in the club gave me this car.
Only it belongs to her ex.
Oh, I see. So she stole it from her ex?
Exactly.
I told her I'd get rid of it, so she let me use it.
- Trade off. - Okay.
Yeah, sure. No problem.
I'll ask Garrett to get rid of it.
Too bad though. It's such a nice car.
Yeah. But the sooner we can get it out of the garage,
the better.
So when do you think that you'll see him again?
He'll probably stop by tonight at some point.
Great. Good. 'Cause the sooner the better.
Uh, the keys are in the glove box.
Oh, shit. What time is it?
I have a pedicure in like 15 minutes.
Okay, listen. Don't worry.
I'm gonna promise you that things are gonna get taken care of, okay?
And, um, you can use my car till you get a new one.
Thanks, Jade.
You're welcome.
Well, that's taken care of.
Whoever this is, I hope that you're calling to say
that Jack is dead and that you found his cell phone.
Good. You're alive.
I was beginning to get worried.
Oh, I'm sure you were racked with worry as you were stealing half my shit.
Look, you know how I get when I'm pissed.
So just let me make it up to you, okay?
I'm gonna bring everything back.
And, you know, I'll take you somewhere nice this weekend.
- Want to go up to the cabin? - Really?
Oh, how romantic. I hate the cabin.
And you know what, Jack?
Fuck you! We're done!
Cass, don't say shit you don't mean right now.
Oh, I mean it. And you know what, Jack?
You can keep everything. And do you want to know why?
'Cause I have your watch.
Okay...
You mean the one my brother gave me before I left for Iraq?
Yeah, I just picked it up at the repair shop.
It's working great now.
Cassie, I swear,
if you do anything to that watch, you know, any...
Jack, you can have it back. Just keep an eye out for it on eBay.
Adios, fucker.
Damn it!
I miss that fucking bitch already, you know?
Okay, don't smile please.
One more.
So I just take these to the passport office?
Yeah, you'll give 'em those along with your paperwork.
Cool.
How long does it take to get a passport, do you know?
Six weeks.
- Are you fucking kidding me? - Well, you can pay for a rush.
You get 'em in 48 hours, but it costs quite a bit extra.
Thank God.
You're welcome.
Yeah, well, there's a first class seat
on the France Air flight, right?
Yeah, sure. I can hold.
Hey, listen. Mommy's got to go into work tonight
to get some things from the locker.
But I'm gonna try and come home early so you and I
can start packing for...
Oh, that's great. Yeah yeah.
Just use that same credit card I gave you before.
Oh, and by the way,
I can take a lizard on the plane, right?
Ah, perfect. Yeah.
Thanks so much. Okay, bye.
See ya later, Lucky.
Hey, Cassie.
Are you quitting or what?
Uh no, I just wanted to take some of these things home.
Oh. Well, Howie wants to talk to you real quick.
Oh, okay. Yeah, I'll be right there.
Kyla, it's a shower.
It looks like a shower. What else does it look like
besides a shower?
Hey, How.
You need something?
Yeah. Listen, Destiny's getting that funky implant fixed.
Can you work a double on Friday and Saturday?
I think you owe me.
Sure.
- What's that? - Well, what does it look like?
It's a goddamn shower.
- God! - Howie's a creative genius.
Somebody's gotta do something
to make money around here. And God knows, it's not you girls.
And speaking of... thank you very much
for showing up for work today, by the way.
Oh. Is that a new outfit?
Yeah. Got it last week.
Oh, and I brought you a gift.
Aww, gee, that's sweet, but uh,
- I think I'll keep my Rolex. - Oh.
So you want to put a shower on the stage?
Mmm-hmm!
Then all the horny guys can watch you girls
just soap each other up.
It's gonna be great.
- - The murder of a... - - Turn that up.
His body was found outside his home early this morning.
The victim has been identified
as 57-year-old George Ramos
owner of a topless bar downtown.
Police have not yet named a suspect in the case.
I told you that was the fuckin' guy.
The one selling pics of underage girls?
Yeah yeah.
Some of these girls he was taking pictures of were 13.
Sad day for the pedophiles.
Hey, blondie...
you gonna shake your money-maker today or what?
Because the truth is, you're still on my shit list
for taking so much time off.
Don't take it personally, Howie. You're just not her type.
Cassie?
Please. I would have to be brain damaged
to put up with that much drama.
I actually feel sorry for her boyfriend.
Oh!
I told you that it was Ramos that got whacked.
So I think you owe me...
$10.
Save it for your shower.
Thank you.
So one of your sources has come through?
He thinks he spotted Billy's car
out at a gentlemen's establishment out in Coolville.
Good.
I wish you luck, Roddy.
I appreciate it, sir. I will keep you apprised.
That's a damn fine martini.
Uh, sorry, that seat's taken.
What's the matter, Cassie? Usually, you're out there
hustling the pants off these guys.
I'm just so tired of all these losers.
American men are all the same, you know?
They're not all bad.
Thanks. And if you come back, my name's Harmony.
- Uh, Har... Harmony? - Yeah?
Can I buy you a drink?
No.
I have regulars waiting.
You can buy me one.
If you ask 'em to buy 'em a drink, aren't you supposed to say yes?
'Cause I'm a client. I'm a paying client.
Hey, you... if I wanted girls to blow me off,
I'd go to a regular bar, you know?
Harmony is a bitch. Like that to everyone, seriously.
Just don't sweat it.
You're prettier anyway.
I only come here to see you.
Listen, I was wondering if you could do me a little favor.
If you're gonna ask me to marry you, it had better be on one knee.
You're cute, but I do better on both.
What kind of favor?
If it's sexual, I can assure you I'm the right man for the job.
Well, remember that one time
when you were telling me about... about your brother?
Well, there's this car
that needs to disappear.
Could you or could he maybe make that happen...
tonight?
That depends.
What are you gonna do for me?
What would you like me to do for you?
- I bet you can guess. - Give me a hint.
What's something you've never done before?
I bet you you've done everything.
Mm-hmm.
And I like everything too.
Do you, uh, like other girls?
Do you like her?
Cassie? Who wouldn't?
Okay.
Name the place and time.
- Tonight. - Where?
- My place? - Motel down the street.
Well, hell, I don't care. I'd watch you two go at it
in a pile of horse shit and still get off.
I'll be right back.
Hey, okay, so I talked to car guy.
And he said he can get rid of it for us,
but he wants us to do a show in exchange.
All right. But if he wants to get laid, it's on you.
I don't want to fuck him either.
Well, then who else are we gonna find to do this?
I need that car gone.
Please.
I don't know what else I'm gonna do.
Okay. Okay.
If he wants to fuck, I'll take one for the team,
but only because we don't have a choice.
I knew I could count on you, Jade.
Tell him yes.
Okay, good.
I'll go give him the keys. He's gonna do it right now.
Oh, wait wait. Don't tell that creep where we live.
I don't need to, it's in the lot.
What? You... you mean the car's here?
Yeah, I drove it.
Jade, are you fucking crazy?
Why would you do that? I told you not to drive the car anywhere.
You told me not to drive it around. I mean, I'm brought it straight here.
Fuck! Are you a complete idiot?
Listen, you borrowed my car to run errands this morning.
Yeah, but I thought you'd take a cab or get a ride with someone,
- not drive the fucking car! - Don't worry, okay?
It's not like a guy in Columbus is gonna find it
all the way down here. Seriously.
Just relax. In two minutes this won't be our problem anymore, okay?
Seriously, Cassie, it's fine.
Just do a couple shots or something.
Okay.
Now where the fuck did that little trick hide my watch?
So once I'm done I'll head over to the motel,
get ready for you girls to come over.
Is that a "herpe" on your lip?
No. I cut myself shaving.
Cassie's cool with it. We'll be there around 12:00.
What name will the room be under?
John Trois.
Okay, just make sure you take care of the car
or it's gonna be John Uno. Okay?
John Trois's got everything under control.
See you at midnight.
Fuck.
Where did she put it?
Good Lord.
Where did all this come from?
Okay. It... it can't be real.
Okay.
No, that smells like I am
the luckiest motherfucking guy on...
If you tell her, I'm gonna rip your fuckin' head off.
But I'm not leaving without my damn watch.
Get in the trunk, please.
I said please.
We better roll. He's probably there by now.
Yeah. Ready when you are.
Mmm. Hey hey hey hey hey hey.
Hey.
Where are you guys going? It's not even 12:00.
Midnight Mass.
That's very funny. Don't be a smart ass.
Listen, we have something to do. We'll just... we'll be in tomorrow.
- Don't worry. - Don't worry?
Girls, I'm trying to run a business here.
- Give me a break. - Night, Howie.
Howie.
Bitches.
- Where are they going? - Oh, who knows.
Cassie was acting kind of weird tonight.
They're up to something.
Well, of course they're up to something. They're hustlers.
They're little bitches.
What are you talking about?
Sir, I will repeat myself only once.
What are you talking about?
If you're gonna be so rude as to not give me an answer,
- I too can be rude. - Please.
I don't know what you're talking about or who you are.
Where's the money?
I don't know anything about any money.
Yes, you do.
The money and the drugs
disappeared with the car.
Lucky for me, the car has been found.
I'm one for three.
L... no no...
I repeat,
the car's here. The drugs and the money are not.
L... l... I never... I never had 'em.
Should I move to the knee?
I swear! I swear!
I didn't take anything. Somebody gave me the car to get rid of.
- Who? - A girl.
A stripper at that club.
Well, please tell me her name.
Her name?
Harmony. Her name's Harmony.
Harmony? You lying to me?
No. I swear. I swear to God.
She gave me the car.
That wasn't that hard now, was it?
He never checked in. I don't know what's going on.
It's almost 1:00 and he was supposed to be here by 12:00.
Maybe he's still dealing with the car. I don't...
Fuck. So?
What do you want to do, go home?
I guess.
I asked you
to help me get rid of the car.
And if Garrett isn't reliable, you should have told me that.
Cassie, the car is gone. It wasn't in the lot.
That means he took it.
And that's another thing. What kind of dumb shit
drives a stolen car
to where she works?
Okay.
What is the big deal?
Seriously. I feel like there's more to this stolen car
- than what you're telling me. - No, there isn't.
Then why are you so pissed?
Why am I pissed? 'Cause you drive me crazy.
'Cause I'm sick of you.
I'm sick of you being two inches away from me
24 hours a day.
I am sick of your stupid questions
and having to pretend like I give a shit
about your stupid problems.
Cassie, don't even say that.
Why wouldn't I say it? It's the truth.
You don't have anything else in your life but me...
no goals, no dreams, just this pathetic obsession
to make me happy all the time.
Presenting a new act at Tease.
Let's welcome Misty to the center stage.
Oh great, Romeo stopped by.
"Sorry for being an asshole."
What happened in Columbus, Cass?
It's like you came back a completely different person
than the one I fell in love with. When you started at the club
two years ago you didn't know anyone.
- I was your only friend. - Give it a rest.
I helped you with your bills
when you got sick.
I paid for our trip to Florida all by myself.
I was even cool about you letting Jack stay here
even though I know he was the one
that stole my bracelet that one time. I helped you.
Enough!
Yes...
you're a fucking saint.
God is gonna come down from Heaven
and pin some fucking angel wings on your back!
What can I get ya?
- Bottle of water, please. - Here you go.
I'm looking for a dancer named Harmony.
- Is she here? - Nope. Gone already.
That'll be $5 for the water, unless you'd like me to start a tab.
- Where does she live? - She lives at 2525...
None of Your Freakin' Business Lane.
I'd like to pay for the water.
- Why are you doing this? - Because you're nothing, Jade.
You're gonna be a stripper for the rest of your life
in some shit little club
falling in love with some other woman
who treats you just as shitty as I do.
Some other woman?
Are you leaving me?
I'm not like you.
You don't deserve anything more than this.
I do.
I've waited my whole life to be happy...
and nobody is going to take that away from me.
You're right.
You're nothing like me.
Come in.
- Are you Howie the owner? - That's right.
If you're here to complain about the cover charge,
we don't give refunds and I do not comp drinks.
I, um, apologize for the interruption.
I need the address of one of your dancers.
Yes, I'm sure that you do.
We don't give out that information.
I think you can, you're just not willing to.
Sir...
...as their employer,
if you tell me the name of the girl that you're interested in,
I would be happy to tell you when she's scheduled to work next.
But you need to understand
that we keep their private information private
for their protection.
Now if they want to be dumbasses
and give out their numbers on their own,
then hey, whatever happens happens, right?
Do you know who Mr. Grayson is?
Yes, I've... I've heard of him, yes.
How would you like me to call him
and tell him that you were uncooperative?
Fuck.
Who are you looking for?
Harmony.
And what did she do?
She took something that didn't belong to her.
Fuck.
What did she take?
Something that didn't belong to her.
I don't suppose that it would be possible
for me to make restitution?
326 East Maple, apartment 12.
That's the only address I have.
I know I'm probably stating the obvious.
You should not be calling Harmony tonight
and neither should anybody else here.
Aww, two more days, Lucky.
Can we put up with all this bullshit for two more days?
Not our problem.
We're not gonna have any more problems.
Don't worry about Jade.
Once we're gone, she'll come in here
and lie down on the bed and bawl her eyes out.
Then she'll find the note that I'm gonna leave
telling her where the meth is.
She's so stupid, she probably won't even know what the fuck to do with it.
Oh.
Take it all away.
Oh, fuck 'em all.
I was hoping you'd call with good news.
I have an address.
I'll fill you in once everything's been taken care of.
Good night, Roddy.
Close up for me, will ya?
What the fuck?
Morning, sunshine.
Get the hell out of my bed now.
Listen, I know you love me
and I'm tired of fighting, so I'm just gonna...
Now, before I call the cops!
And what, honey? Are you gonna turn this into another
- little domestic situation for us? - Get the hell out!
We will never ever ever be together again.
Yes, we will.
You want to know why?
'Cause you and me, we're gonna open up a body shop together.
- What are you talking about? - 90 grand goes a long way.
Oh my God!
- Where is it? - Don't get all stressed out, kitty cat.
It's in a safe place.
So what do you say you and me,
we go out and get a coffee, talk about my business plan?
No, you give me that money back now
or I swear to God I'll cut your balls off.
- What are you looking for? - Scissors!
I earned that money! It's mine!
Like hell, you did. Don't be so angry.
We can turn that 90-thou
into half a mill if we play it right.
I don't want half a mill. I just want my fucking cash.
But this is what we've been waiting for.
Get our own little business just for us.
It's gonna be perfect!
Why does this shit always happen to me?!
Cass, I don't even need to know where you got the money.
It's in the past.
All I care about is the future, you know?
Our future.
This is a really great opportunity for us
- if we can only be smart about it. - Okay.
So I guess I just don't have a choice then.
No. No, you really don't.
But if you did,
would you really choose not to be with me?
It's been "Jack and Cass" for a long time now.
Cass?
Look, I know we have our problems,
but all couples do.
Look at Jeff and Maria. She fucking stabbed him for Christ's sake.
We're doing way better than them.
I tried to stab you once. Don't you remember?
Yeah, but I didn't need stitches or anything, so it doesn't count.
You still love me, right?
- Right? - Of course I love you.
There.
I knew you did.
But I want to hear you say it.
- I love you. - Say that your love me.
You heard me the first time.
I cannot believe
that we're gonna open up our own body shop.
That's what you want to do with the money, open up a body shop?
Yes.
And I know what I'm gonna call it too. Check this out. Get up.
Okay.
"Dr. Jack's Car Emergency Room."
Dr. Jack's... is that fucking cool or what?
Huh?
Listen.
We might not want to tell anyone about the money.
Someone might be looking for it.
- Okay. - So we can keep this on the down-low?
Yeah. Yeah, no no. That makes sense.
I can keep my mouth shut for you, no problem.
Shhh.
Yeah, me too.
Awesome. Cool.
Okay.
Well, I'll give you a call when I get home from the gym.
Okay, bye.
Surprise.
So you think it's a good name?
'Cause you know, the "Dr. Jack" thing goes along
the "Emergency Room" thing, but... well, do you get it?
Yeah. Sounds great.
See, I want to hire a hot receptionist
to walk around in like one of those little nurse outfits and...
- we could hire you! - Jack.
- What are you doing? - Just having...
I'm just having some doughnuts. Do you want some?
L... I mean,
I didn't think that we were gonna talk about the shop
until it could actually become a reality.
But sweetie, it's just Jade.
She's not gonna say anything to anybody, right?
So I see you two worked your little issues out.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
So how did you get this money anyway?
Was it in the stolen car?
- - What stolen car? - Oh, it's a big secret.
I'm too annoying to be honest with. I have no goals or dreams.
- You don't have dreams? - She doesn't think so.
Do you?
- You hate me, remember? - Aw, you don't hate Jade.
- Just tell her, all right? - Shut up!
Both of you!
The next person to ask me a fucking question
gets their fucking tongue ripped out!
- She doesn't hate you. - Yeah, well, I hate her.
And I hate sharing my doughnuts.
I don't know anything
about this Garrett guy.
I don't know anything about stolen money.
If this is just about money, my boyfriend is loaded.
You can have whatever you want.
I don't want your boyfriend's money, Harmony.
I want information.
I told you everything, I swear.
I don't know anything.
I've seen this guy in the club. That's all I know about him.
I'm gonna give you to the count of three.
One...
I don't know anything, I swear!
Two...
It wasn't me.
Maybe it was Jade.
Jade's a dancer here. She's with Garrett.
I've seen her with him.
- Jade? - Yeah.
- Jade. - Tell me about Jade.
She's petite.
She has big eyes.
She has dark hair. She has bangs.
She... she rooms
with another dancer here named Cassie.
And was Cassie working two nights ago?
L... I don't know. I don't remember.
She goes away on the weekends to Columbus
'cause she gets more money when she dances there.
Well, um, Harmony,
you have been a much bigger help
than I'd be.
Oh, no.
Oh, no. No.
Why are you being so freaky today?
You worried those bad guys are gonna come looking for their money?
Yeah, me too.
But you know what?
I got my passport
and by this time on Wednesday, we'll be drinking Dom Pérignon
in fabulous "Par-ee."
Yeah, that's how they say it there.
"Par-ee."
Not Paris.
French is tricky.
But first...
we gotta take care of Jack.
And I think I've got an idea for that.
We've just gotta wait for Howie to get in.
Oh, Jade.
I have really fucking bad news.
- What? - Garrett's dead.
They found his body at an industrial area some time this morning next to...
A certain car.
What?
One of the girls told me when I got here, Cassie.
- What's going on? - Shit.
Tell me. Does this have to do with him
or with the car? Because I need to know.
Just don't tell anyone about the car, okay?
Not even Kyla. I'll explain everything when I get there.
Did we get Garrett killed?
Just act normal and I'll see you in a bit.
Hey, Kyla. Is Howie in yet?
- Yeah, he's in his office. - Thanks.
Hey, is everything okay?
Yeah.
Why?
- Just a feeling. - I'm fine.
Yeah, come in.
Cassie, whatever it is, you better fucking
be coming to work tonight.
I'll be back at 8:00.
Good. So what do you want?
L... I just wanted to tell you what a great boss you are.
- Get the fuck out. - Okay okay.
I have a business proposition for you.
You want me to do business with you?
Right.
Why are you so moody? You don't even want to hear what I have to say?
Sure, Cass. Why not? Entertain me.
I need you to do a favor for me.
And if you can pull it off,
in return, I'll give you a shitload of this.
- Crystal? - Yeah.
You can cut it, sell it, snort it,
stick it up your ass... I don't care.
There's a lot more where that came from.
- How much more? - A lot.
Cut, about 90k worth.
- Hey, sis, what's up? - The girl from Cleveland's here.
Did you want to check her out?
Yeah, tell her I'll be there in a sec, okay?
And where are you gonna get that much dirt?
That's not important.
What's important is whether or not you can do what I need you to do.
Okay. What do you need me to do?
Do you remember my ex-boyfriend Jack?
Oh, so he's ex now?
Yes, I do remember him.
He stole some money from a friend of mine
and I need you to get it back for me.
A friend, huh?
Well, if it's a friend, why don't you just get it back yourself?
Because I don't know where he's keeping it
and that's where you come in.
I'm going to convince him to bring it to you.
How are you gonna do that?
Jack wants to open up a body shop.
So all you have to do
is pretend that you have a cousin
who's going to sell one.
And then what?
And then when he comes with the cash,
you...
are going to take a gun...
and you're gonna take it back.
See? Easy.
You think you can handle that?
Yeah. Yeah, I can handle it.
But don't you think
that Jack...
is gonna be a little pissed off?
So what if he is?
He can't do anything about it.
It wasn't his money to begin with.
Okay.
If you fuck me on this,
you will regret it.
Okay, we're done.
Jack.
Hey, sweetie, what are you doing here?
I just... I was so excited, I couldn't wait.
- I've got terrific news. - What?
- I was telling Howie
how we want to open up a body shop.
- Yeah. - Turns out, his cousin
has one that he's trying to unload, fully equipped.
Are you kidding me? How much?
$120,000 but he thinks he can get him to come down in price for me.
Cassie, that is awesome.
- When can I see? - Well, that's the thing.
He won't show us the actual place
until we can show him
that we have the cash to make the deal.
Okay. That figures.
So I was thinking, since I'm going into work anyways tonight,
maybe I could take the money and show Howie
and you know, get the ball rolling a little quicker.
Nice try, princess.
Tell you what. I'll bring the money in to Howie myself.
Okay? When I'm done here,
I will go down.
Okay.
See you tonight.
Yeah.
So you're ready to make that leap
and own your place, huh?
More than ready, man.
That's great.
You bring the cash?
All the proof your cousin needs is right here.
Let's see it.
- What do you think? - L... I don't understand.
Okay.
That is me right there, $90,000.
And if you look real close you can tell that that's today's paper.
It's proof that I have cash.
Tell your cousin that Cass and I are serious
about buying the shop off him.
When he's ready to make a deal, you just let me know.
Cool?
Oh, hey, have you... have you seen Cass?
Um...
l... I think she, uh...
I think she might have gotten a bite to eat with one of the girls.
All right.
When you do see her, will you let her know
that I'm out shopping for one of them doctor's coats.
Don't worry.
She'll know what I mean.
That's yours. You can keep that.
Thank you.
Fuck!
Well, I guess he's a little smarter than you thought.
It's his dad's cabin.
I recognize the room. Okay, that's where he's keeping it.
Whoa whoa whoa.
- Where do you think you're going? - To get my money. Where do you think?
Cassie, I still get my share. I did my part.
- Sure. You'll get it. - Don't fucking do that, Cassie!
I am not gonna forget about this.
I'm sorry I was such a bitch earlier.
What about Garrett?
Huh? Is somebody gonna come after us because of that car?
And what is this money that Jack is talking about?
Somebody is gonna want that back, Cassie.
No. No.
I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you.
You just have to trust me. Can you do that?
Yeah.
I've got to take care of all this shit right now.
Can I borrow your car?
And don't even ask where I'm going
'cause the less you know, the better.
Okay?
If you leave before I come back,
just take a cab and I'll pay for it, okay?
Cassie.
Be careful, okay?
I'll be fine.
You're back. What, you need another address?
- I'm looking for Cassie. - She isn't here.
- How about Jade? - She's over there.
The one with the bangs.
Thank you.
- - Howie. - - Huh?
What the hell were you and Cassie talking about earlier?
Oh, we were just talking about some business stuff. Why?
'Cause he was asking about her.
- Oh, shit. - What did she drag you into?
Oh, fuck.
Howie?
Shit!
Cassie! Cass!
Oh, God.
Get off me!
I love when you pull this shit.
Hmm?
- What?! - Get the fuck off me.
No can do, firecracker.
This is why you and me work so good together, baby!
Man, I missed you.
What's your real name, Jade?
Jade.
Sure, it is.
Why do guys always want to know our real names?
I mean, as far as I'm concerned,
it ruins the fantasy.
And what is your fantasy, Jade?
Why don't you buy a dance and I'll whisper it in your ear?
The problem is that
when people get swept up by a fantasy,
sometimes they make bad decisions.
And sooner or later,
the fantasy ends
and they have to come back to the real world.
They have to pay for their mistakes.
It's very sad that you feel that way
because I've seen
fantasies come true.
Even the really really naughty ones.
Would you like me to give you a dance?
- You didn't miss me? - Not for a single second.
Why? Huh?
Just 'cause I didn't ask you what you wanted to do with the money?
Besides stealing it away from me.
I can guess.
You've been talking about going to Paris since we met.
Not just since you met me, my whole life.
What is it, huh,
you and France?
Well, my dad visited there once.
- Uh-huh. - His mother was born there.
- Uh-huh. - There was an old photo of them
standing in front of the Palace at Versailles.
But I don't know where it went.
I went through all my mother's things
after she died,
but it was gone.
Wait, Cass.
Okay, let's do it.
Go to Paris.
- What? - You and me, fuck the body shop.
We'll move to France.
You... you mean the two of us?
Yeah.
I know a thing or two about how the French kiss, at least.
Frustrated, sweetie?
Some men are assholes.
That guy that walked out on you?
- You saw that? - You know, he's a weirdo.
Came in here last night asking about Harmony.
He wanted to know where she lives.
Tonight he was asking about you and Cassie.
He ain't sending me good vibes.
No kidding? Like...
have you ever looked into someone's eyes
and just... it's just like this deep cold blackness?
Just like no soul?
- That's what his were like. - I saw that in his eyes too.
You know,
last time I saw that in someone's eyes was with my father.
- Your dad? - Mm-hmm.
I heard a rumor.
Can I ask you if it's true?
Ask away.
Did you really kill your dad?
I heard that you shot him when you were 16.
14, actually.
What happened?
Well...
my mom died of cancer when I was 12.
My father,
he used to beat the shit out of Howie.
Then he started coming into my room at night...
you know, after my mom was gone.
He was looking for some female attention.
- Hmm. - So one night,
Howie came home all hopped up on speed
and he found Dad in my bed.
He went off. Man, did he go off.
I knew if that fight continued much longer...
one of them would end up dead.
And I wasn't gonna let it be Howie.
So you basically had no choice.
No, I made a choice.
Have you ever regretted it?
You know, I learned young...
that some people needed to be stopped.
If no one else was gonna do it,
I would.
I'm not good at stopping things.
What's Cassie gotten you into?
You know, if you're in over your head...
and you want to talk, I'm here.
It's okay. Everything's gonna be fine.
Cassie'll take care of it. She said she would.
And she will.
It's been a long fucking day.
It really has.
Hi, I'm not here. Leave a message.
Fucking bitch blowing me off.
Yes, hello, it's me again.
Stop ignoring me
and pick up your phone.
God damn it, pick up your phone!
Fuck you!
Look at you, girl. You're gonna do great in France.
You can be in charge of finding a place. We don't need anything fancy.
Don't ever leave me, Cassie.
I will never leave you, Luc.
I can tell from that look
that you've got something on your mind.
You're part of the old life, Jack.
I've got a plane to catch at noon.
I don't have time to fuck around anymore.
This probably not how
your fantasy ends. I found this torch in your kitchen.
Do you know that a butane torch like this
can burn at 2,400° Fahrenheit?
Not only that, it can burn for 20 minutes at a time, Jade.
20 minutes is a long time.
A very long time.
What do you want?
I want to know where the money is.
Do you know what I'm talking about?
Yes, but I don't know where it is.
- Say that again. - I don't know where it is
or who took it.
You see that?
There is a direct correlation
between this butane torch and wrong answers.
I never saw the money.
Jack took it. He was at the club earlier and then he left.
I don't know.
Maybe she went to go take it from him.
I leant her... I leant her my car.
That's all I know.
I swear.
You know what, Kyla?
She owes me. We had a deal.
And even though Jack didn't bring the money,
I helped her figure out where it was
and she owes me for that.
Just calm down, Howie.
You always get like this when you're high.
Fuck that! No! I'm not gonna calm down!
That was the money I was gonna use to buy this shower for the club.
And I'm not just gonna let her fuck me on this.
I don't care who she's in with.
They're not gonna fuck me either.
Everybody's always trying to fuck with me.
Well, you know, fuck them!
I am sick of being the nice guy.
Just let it go.
I have a feeling Cassie's into some bad shit.
Okay, Kyla. Fuck Cassie.
Fuck that bitch.
That meth is mine, okay?
Do you hear me? She owes me.
The meth is mine. Mine mine mine mine mine!
You know what? If you're so cool,
why don't you fucking count your money
and you can shut the place up tonight.
I know you're in there because all your lights are on!
So why don't you open the fucking door?!
Grab the knob, do me a favor and open...
Hello.
It's you.
Yes. Please come in.
It's better if you don't.
In.
So you here for Cassie or Jade?
Cassie.
That's good, 'cause Jade's no longer with us.
Was she meeting you here?
Is she on her way?
Jade was not much help answering my litany of questions.
No, um...
she wasn't meeting me. I thought I would, uh...
surprise her.
Well, I'm definitely surprised.
Have a seat.
I hear there's a cabin.
Okay.
I don't know what this is all about.
And I don't want to know what this is all about.
And I really
don't want any trouble, okay?
Oh, you think...
you think I killed Jade.
No, I did not do that.
She fell down the stairs.
You know what? She was a sweet kid.
I didn't like her so much.
She exploited herself for financial gain
and I don't find that admirable.
Sure.
Do you know, in the US, there's more guns than there are cars?
I can see why. Guns have more personality.
Don't you think?
Look,
I just came here
to get what Cassie promised me.
I don't want any trouble with you
or Mr. Grayson or anybody.
And if you let me go, I'll make it worth your while.
How are you gonna make it worth my while?
Okay. Okay. Good.
A;
I will never say shit about...
this.
And B;
how does... how does 30 grand
of white pony sound to you, huh?
And where are you getting this 30 grand of white pony?
I like that, by the way. Drugs should be fun.
Yeah.
Cassie. Cassie.
And I know she's got it 'cause she showed it to me.
Now you let me walk out of here
and I swear you'll get your cut.
You think it's here, hidden?
Oh, I'd bet my life on it.
You just did.
Hey! Hey hey hey!
You have to cock the gun, asshole.
- Hello. - Kyla, it's me.
Howie, where are you?
I'm at Cassie's.
I just killed the guy from the club.
The freaky one. He shot Jade,
I shot him.
And now I'm in her house
with two bodies.
And I could use just a little bit of your fucking help maybe!
Shut up already. I'm on my way.
Jesus Christ.
What the fuck happened here?
I didn't do this, he did.
Cassie, she was like this when I got here.
That guy let me in. I came here looking for you.
I swear.
I swear!
Just put the gun down.
- Why'd you come here? - The meth.
I came for the meth. Sweetheart, that is all I want.
And I will be gone.
You told him where we live, didn't you?
Cassie, I didn't tell that guy anything.
- You and your fucking meth. - Easy! Easy! Easy!
Did you get your money?
Okay.
You just tell me where the drugs are...
and we can work something out.
We can work something out.
I don't need a partner.
Cassie?
Sorry, Howie, but I do better on my own.
Please.
Okay, Lucky. It's time.
Oh shit, I don't want to forget your food.
What the fuck did you do?
I- I didn't kill your brother.
They were already dead.
I swear to God.
I tried to save him, but it was just too late.
You lying sack of shit.
No. No no no no.
That guy did it. He killed Jade and Howie
and he tried to kill me.
I saw him. I saw him with my own eyes, Kyla.
Kyla.
You're just like the rest.
No.
No better than the scum I get rid of.
"Par-ee."
# I'm #
# Quitting you #
# Need #
# Something new #
# Ah... #
# Andy #
# Feel me #
# Wounded #
# Heal me... #
I'll call you back.
...another entrepreneur.
Police have identified the body as that of Oren Grayson,
owner of the exclusive Martini Room downtown.
A note was found near the body
prompting officials to believe that this could be the work of a serial killer.
Grayson is the third victim to be found
with a note.
In the meantime, detectives are looking
for help from the public with tips which will be kept
confidential and anonymous.
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for your wet and wild entertainment
Brandy and Kay.