You in? - We’re in.
Did you hurt Mr. Tyler? - He didn't even know we were there.
What if he’d seen you? Would you?
That’s not what we do.
What’s your name? - You know my name.
I’m asking because I want to hear you say it.
What’s it to me what you want?
Jesus Christ. I'm just making conversation.
What’s your name, big guy?
McKay.
Quinn speaks highly of you. - Charlie, you’re losing me here.
This associate of mine who you are accusing me of trying to rip you off,
we’ve been doing business for a long time.
Now I instructed him to give you twenty percent
and you waltz in here and tell me that he offered you ten and insulted your girl.
Wasn’t insulting, just unprofessional.
Charlie! Please don’t do this. - Shhh. Shhh. Shhh.
You hear what we were talking about?
I can explain everything-- - I know you’ve been stealing from me,
you coked-up piece of shit, and I’m gonna ask you this once:
did you or did you not try to lowball Quinn?
I did ... - And did you or did you not ask Daisy to polish your knob?
It was a joke! It was a harmless joke!
Was it funny?
Please dont' do this...
Shut up!
Teach him some manners. Smash his teeth in.
Charlie...
Fuck it. I’ll give you twenty five percent.
And there might be another job we can all do together.
We shouldn’t have taken that next job.
Ancient history.
It’s good to see you. - Likewise.
So tell me about the caretakers.
Gladys and Sal Hilburn are a happy couple.
Sweetheart...
They go to the farmer’s market once a week,
gym twice a week.
Together?
They like to spend time with each other.
Only time they’re apart, he likes to have a beer at a sports bar
called "Chuck’s Luck" late afternoon. Usually stays about an hour.
What does she do in the meantime?
Fusses with the garden. She’s got lilies, petunias, geraniums,
all very neatly organized.
What do they do at night?
Stay in mostly, watch TV...
twice they’ve taken a walk out on the beach but just fifteen minutes or so.
One night I followed them to the theater.
Movie theater? - No, theater theater. Musical comedies.
Here? - The locals get dressed up,
meaning the men put on shoes and pay fifteen bucks for a glass of wine,
bring it inside in a sippy cup.
How about neighbors?
Good news. I left flyers next door three days running,
nobody picked them up so I went in, looked around,
place is empty.
There's access to the Meadows Estate through the back out of view of the street.
Once you've disabled the alarms.
Neighborhood watch? - Rent-a-cops.
Every 45 minutes like clockwork.
Any staff of the neighbors?
Pool guy, Tuesday, talked on the phone for an hour,
skimming the water surface, didn’t do much else.
Gardeners came Wednesday, smoked a joint, blew leaves around.
Same gardeners both places? - Different.
The Meadows Estate use two Mexican guys in a Ford truck,
Rivas Brothers, real thorough.
Maybe they can get me a ride in. - Maybe.
Where do you want to start?
Let’s see what Gladys keeps in her purse.
They’ve been members of the Portsmouth Playhouse for seven years.
You think they deserve a token of appreciation?
Possible.
Thin. - Very thin.
We’d need to babysit them.
So we get them a driver, make an evening out of it.
With a uniform and everything.
You look good in a uniform.
But we need a driver for the truck.
A real driver.
You know anyone?
You ever work with Fred Mooney from Lafayette?
Doesn't ring a bell.
He's our guy.
Mom? - What’s up, monkey.
Where are you? - In a little town.
What are you doing there? - Just working. What are you doing?
Talking to you on the phone. - And before that?
We ate Pagan brownies. - Vegan.
Oh, not pagan, vegan.
Is that Phoenix? - Yup.
Did she pick you up at school? - With Maria.
And Phoenix brought me fashion magazines.
Maria let you read fashion magazines?
But no gossip stuff.
Because it rots your brain.
Is that true? - She’s got a point.
Mom? - Monkey?
What is gossip?
Did you ask Maria? - She said to ask you this time.
Gossip is...
when people who don’t know you, say not very nice things about you.
Like lying? - Exactly.
Why do they have a separate word for it?
That’s a very good question. I really don’t know.
When are you coming home? - By the weekend.
I miss you. - Miss you, too.
... in appreciation for your continued support of the Portsmouth Players,
please find enclosed two reserved orchestra seats
to our smashing theatrical extravaganza "Who Needs Flowers?",
starring Richard Kind.
I love Richard Kind.
What is this?
This Thursday.
How nice is that?
And they will send a car for us.
What car? - Says so right here:
... a courtesy vehicle and driver at your disposal
so you can indulge in our famous cucumber martinis at the bar!
Judging by his body language, he's a little hesitant.
She, on the other hand, can barely contain herself.
Already thinking about the three martinis she’s gonna have.
Keep your knuckles flat.
Excuse me, chief? - Can I help you?
I’m all turned around here.
I was trying to find Brannigan’s Cove? You know where that is?
Brannigan’s Cove?
Isn't that the surfing place?
Yes sir.
You fellas surf? - No.
I think that’s about half a mile back that way, past the old bus station.
That so? Thank you kindly.
Okay.
Anything to report?
These people have no taste.
Is it at least expensive bad taste?
Nothing we can fence.
Private security just cruised by.
Copy. Go to your post.
Got eyes on it yet?
Looking at it now.
How badly do you want to meet the gardeners? - Trick question.
One is headed your way.
Thought you said they spent an hour here.
Be that as it may, you're not gonna make it back in the house.
Close that garage door.
No point asking which way he's facing.
Right now, he's facing the other way. 'Bout six feet away from you.
I'll meet you next door.
Can you see the front gate from there?
Tell me it isn't who I think it is. - That's his car alright.
Alarm is re-set. See you in 30 seconds.
He's driving off. Let's make sure he never does that again.
Okay.
Did you catch the driver?
Yes.
Any idea who she is?
Not the missus.
Whole time I watched them she stayed home all day, shopping online.
Mrs. Nolan passed the three hundred pound mark years ago
and never looked back.
Amateurs.
Want me to talk to him?
I think I better.
Can I help you? - Yes. I have an appointment with Dr. Nolan.
What’s your name? - Miss Evans.
I’m sorry, Miss Evans, I don’t have you down.
When did you make your appointment? - I did it directly with the doctor.
He said for me to come in this afternoon.
That’s very unorthodox.
Go tell him I’m here.
Mam, why don't you start by filling this out...
and I'll see if the doctor can fit you in.
Now you go tell him, or I do.
I'll call you right back.
The doctor will see you now.
You can hang up your clothes in the back of the door
and put the robe on --
Or not.
This is not a good idea.
How much does she know? - Excuse me?
Vicky. - My receptionist?
I don’t care you’re banging her.
I simply need to know what I’m dealing with here.
Hey. I don’t like your attitude.
This is my deal, you know? I put this thing together. Brought it to Evans.
So what I do in my private life is really very little of,
of your concern. And you just waltzing in here,
I gotta tell you, I’m really shocked at the, the level of un-professionalism...
This morning, when you drove past the Meadows estate,
what did you tell Vicky?
How do you--? Are you people following me?
Join us.
Vicky, Barry is involved in a criminal enterprise
that will go off the rails if he is caught driving past the scene of the crime again.
Do you understand? - She doesn’t know anything--
So whatever he promises you or tells you is fine with us,
as long as you keep him away from that place for the next few days.
Think you can manage that? - Of course.
Who else has he told about this? - Hey. I’m standing right here, you know!
Keep your voice down, doctor.
No one else. I swear.
Good.
Now everybody is on the same page.
I leave this matter in your hands.
He won't go near there again.
I promise.
That you?
I sure hope so.
You pick up my beer?
No, I forgot.
Vicky, how many times I gotta remind you?
I don’t know, twenty?
Enough times for you to do it yourself.
What bug crawled up your ass?
It’s real.
What’s real.
Barry. He's really gonna go through with it.
A woman came by the office today,
one of the thieves,
you should’ve seen this bitch put him in his place.
Christ, I coulda kissed her.
Oh yeah?
What’d she look like? - Stop.
I have been missing you all day.
I gotta take a shower. - No you don’t.
Yes I do.
Put some time in with him, huh?
When is the job? - They won’t tell him.
They won’t tell him? - No.
They don’t trust him.
What are we supposed to do?
Watch the place until it happens.
I’m supposed to, what, be there 24-7 hopin’ nobody’s gonna notice me?
It’ll do you some good.
You’re a little edgy, cooped up in here.
Just be sure they don’t see you.
I think he broke a vertebra...
He is no premature ejaculator, I will give him that.
Don’t go tellin’ me this--
I'm afraid my arms are gonna give out and he’s gonna crush me
and suffocate me before he realizes.
I don't wanna hear this shit!
He says he eats when he gets nervous...
I've never met anyone more nervous.
Where’d you meet him? - 4000 Cooper Street, Jackson, Michigan.
A low point in your life.
A low point in everybody’s life.
What was he in for?
Seven to twenty for armed robbery.
They tried to cut a deal with him, talk and walk,
but he turned them down, hung in there, did the full seven.
He’s solid, not some racecar asshole.
Thanks for picking me up, sir. - Fred, this here is Kowalski.
What do you like to be called? - Kowalski.
You get me a uniform? - Just needs to be pressed.
Got a line on an eighteen wheeler too, sir, checking it out this afternoon.
How much time did you put in the army, Fred?
Two years before sniper school. Then about six more months till they kicked me out.
Sniper school. - Yeah.
What’d they kick you out for?
Still not sure about that. You work alone, mostly, as a sniper.
What are you doing here?
Is that how you say hello?
Am I supposed to come running, jump in your arms ?
What’s wrong with that?
You’re not happy to see me?
Sure I am.
This isn't the first time this happens.
You dreamt of me in jail?
Didn’t you? - Sure.
But that was mostly about sex.
This is something else.
Yeah. But it’s nice.
Better than a cellblock dream?
Different.
What would you say if you were really here?
I’d say...
everybody makes mistakes.
I can’t picture you saying that.
What do you picture?
T- his is a no standing zone. Huh?
You can’t be parked here.
Oh shit I was just... tired, you know?
Pulled over to catch some z’s.
You live around here? - No. I I’m staying with a lady friend.
How about you?
What time is it? - Nine in the morning.
You wanna smoke a bowl?
I’m working, dude.
Right, shit...
You wanna get a beer sometime? I'll buy the first round. I'm Henry.
Alright, Henry... I'm Seth.
Drive careful, will you?
Hello. - Car's here.
Hello, I’m Gladys. This is my husband, Sal.
Good evening, sir. - What’s your name?
Freddie. - Freddie.
Thank you. - Thank you.
So how do we work this, do we get your number--?
I wrote it down but I’ll be right here when you folks come out.
Enjoy the show. - Thank you, Freddie.
Okay, they’re in.
Wait til the show starts, then head over.
Fred. - You’re on.
Stick to the speed limit, check in later,
see you tomorrow night at ten.
Yessir. Miss.
I could just leave them there?
Nope. Pick them up, drop them off,
everything completely normal.
No reason for anyone to notice anything for a while.
See you back at the motel. - See you.
Put it down.
No fast moves.
Hands on your head and turn around slow.
This house is empty, huh?
You figured you’d make it your base of operations.
I can see why. Smart.
I had the same thought. So we’re both smart. Remember that.
What’s your name? - Maria.
You don’t look Mexican.
Is that Miss or Missus?
Maria’s fine.
Play your cards close to your vest, huh?
That’s cool.
I watched you and the two guys doing your thing
Slick.
I coulda done all three of you and taken off with the truck
and then I thought to myself, hold on,
why would I drive a semi when I can just
ask you where it’s going and cut it off at the dropoff site?
Where’s it going?
A shipping yard in Bergen.
How do I know you’re not lying? - You don’t.
Who are you? - I'll tell you who I’m not:
I’m not some sissy doctor that you can just push around.
You have to deal with me on equal terms.
Yeah, you’re like, who is this guy?
I can see the thought bubble on top of your head:
who the hell is this dude?
I’m the mystery dude, honey. Who you never saw comin’.
That’s why you’re standin’ there like a brainfart
shorting out your entire cerebral cortex
while I have a gun on your face.
Take your shirt off.
Why?
Cause I want to see you topless.
No.
If you don’t do it, I’ll kill you.
You’re not gonna kill me because I’m no use to you dead.
You need to verify what I tell you is the truth.
And I am your only leverage with my partners.
Turn around.
I'm gonna frisk you.
Hi Bobby.
Tiffany! Hey. I'm just closing up,
I can show you around, you want to take a look?
I brought you a coffee.
I heard you were quitting your job. - Yeah.
It’s like a wheel you spin
and you stop spinning it, but it keeps going just on momentum.
That’s what we’re like.
He comes from a lot of pain.
His father is a complete monster.
And his mother...
She killed herself.
What do you think he's going to do?
I don’t know.
He’s just so paranoid...
Like the other day when we ran into you,
he told me you’re a cop.
Like, flat out. He honestly believes that.
Bobby, I am a cop.
That’s not even funny. - I think you’re in real danger here.
We can protect you from him.
Get out of my face. - Think it over. Leave this in your office,
don’t take it home, but call me.
I said get the fuck out of my face, lady.
I thought you might want to make a toast to us.
I will, but I don’t wanna rush it.
Let me just go to the bathroom first.
Again?
I knew you were gonna say that.
That sangria is going through me quicker than grain through a pigeon.
That’s so romantic.
Don’t be mean.
I'm sorry.
You've reached Detective Josie Lambert,
leave a message and I'll call you back.
Come on, two days you can’t call me back?
You’re pissed because of the task force thing, I’m an asshole.
Let’s discuss.
I didn’t not recommend you to Carter, I told him I couldn’t spare you right now,
could we review this at a later date? Which is true. Just call me back. Please.
Please, call me back.
I miss you.
You used to be a junkie?
Glamorous stuff.
You miss it?
You don’t have to worry, me being around Alice.
I don’t know a lot of trustworthy junkies.
I’m a different person now.
My dad was a part time drug dealer.
I don’t think that his heart was in it,
but since he was always unemployed, living off my mother,
I guess at some point he had the brilliant idea
that smuggling heroin was relatively simple.
Took us on holiday to Portugal when I was nine,
On the way back my cousin and I had to wear condoms
packed with smack taped to our waists.
Little angels that no one would suspect at customs.
Where was your mom in all this?
Too scared and too dumb to do anything.
Was he violent?
Average.
Once a week, sometimes not even.
But enough that she was petrified.
My stepfather -- Neal’s dad -- loved to hit us.
But he took it out on Neal worse than me.
He was gentler with me.
How gentle?
No, not like that.
Felt me up this one time he was wasted but I told him
if he ever tried it again, I’d kill him.
Did you mean it?
Yeah, I was fourteen, I don’t think I had sex yet.
Maybe later that year.
I was giving hand jobs before that.
Anyway, he was really embarrassed so I figured
he wasn’t such a bad guy deep down.
Until he cleaned out my mom’s bank account.
That usually wakes people up. - Yeah.
She never had any luck with men.
Is your father still alive?
No.
Was it a sudden thing?
Very unexpected.
Especially by him.
You miss him?
One day he took me out for ice cream
and on the way back we got stuck in this rain shower.
I’d never seen rain so much. Like something from the Bible.
I was wearing these little white shorts and a tank top,
soaked straight through.
The way he looked at me, hypnotized,
no one’s ever looked at me that way.
I miss that.
But not from him.
Phoenix? Where’d you go?
Nothing bad will happen to Alice on my watch.
Good.
Chucky? That you?
Jesus. Scared the hell out me.
Charlie’s not here. - Yeah, I know.
He sent us to get you.
What for? - Ask him when you see him.
I just do what I’m told. The man said grab Bobby, bring him over.
Open up!
Josie!
Hey! What do you think you’re doing?
You have someone in there?
Yes. I’m on a date.
Oh, a date. How civilized.
Can I meet him?
I’m calling you a taxi -- - Fuck that.
Jack. You’re drunk.
Is that your expert opinion.
Let go of me.
I don’t wanna hurt you.
What a relief.
I am hurt, I’m fucking pissed off at you.
Can we not do this? - Do what? What are we doing?
We’re just talking.
How about we skip to the part where it’s tomorrow
and you apologize and then we can talk.
But right now you need to go home. To your wife.
In one piece.
You know what your problem is?
You want things you won’t admit to. That is your problem.
Okay. - Yeah. You don't just want these things.
You need them.
You want the picket fence. And the little fat baby.
And a fluffy dog. And the Christmas cards.
You pretend like you don’t, but you do.
And it’s all this hypocrisy between us that’s created all this conflict,
and confusion.
Oh gee doc, would you look at that, we're out of time.
We’ll continue this in the next session. - Don’t do that.
Don't shut me out, okay?
I’m the one who's shutting you out?
What I wanna know is, where’s your date?
Is he in the bathroom? Is he taking a dump?
Or is he hiding like a little bitch?
He’s got nothing to do with this. Let him be.
Oh you’re gonna take his side, you must really like this guy.
Do I know him? - Fuck you.
Hey! Boy toy! Boy toy, come on out here!
Don’t be rude.
I don’t know him. Is there a problem here? - No problem, Bill.
Just give me me a second.
Please.
Please do not sleep with Bill.
Give me your car keys. - Give me a chance.
Give me your car keys.
You gonna have to wait outside while I call a cab.
You mean wait outside while you fuck this guy?
Give me the keys.
Did you pick him up or he picked you up?
Just tell me.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Just tell me. - I will tell you tomorrow.
Jack. Jack.
I didn’t realize you had a boyfriend. - Ex-boyfriend. It’s over.
By the way, it’s Phil. - Huh?
My name. You thought it was Bill?
No. Phil. Phillip.
I know.
I didn’t want to correct you in front of him.
Does he know that it’s over?
Let’s discuss that after.
I know you're having second thoughts right now
but I want you to fuck me so bad...
He doesn’t have a key, does he? - No.
Motherfucking asshole. One second.
It’ll be better if I just go-- - Phil. I’ll handle it.
Is this what you wanted to see?
Now that you mention it.
Whatever you think you’re doing here,
I’m giving you the chance to--
You sleep in the raw or you got company?
Turn around and leave right now or-- - HEY!
Anybody else here?
What the fuck is wrong with you.
You're coming with us for a ride.
I advise you, be better if you didn’t fight it.
Go get her some panties.
Wesley Taggart from the Motor City.
Junior’s do-anything man.
Appreciate a girl doesn’t shave the bush nowadays. Shows character.
But you like much younger girls, if I remember correctly.
My goodness, detective. You wouldn’t be trying to provoke me?
Whatever it is that you think you gotta do tonight, you don’t.
Junior’s being watched and you’re gonna take the fall with him.
Seriously. Josephine, if someone’s watching Junior
it’s a goddamn long leash
so why don’t we quit fuckin’ the dog here?
Nobody is coming to save you.
Did he break a rib?
I don’t know where he got the idea to tackle you like that.
Why’d you antagonize the detective like that?
I don’t like sneaky people.
You truly are unpredictable, man.
Where are we going?
If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me.
Try me.
You won’t believe it until it happens. - Until what happens?
Sit down.
Yeah.
You like Hangman?
It’s a solid game.
We’re gonna play a round but
we’re gonna play a little differently.
You get the word right, you walk.
But - and here’s the fine print -
you might not walk with every body part intact.
I mean unless you’re a hangman shark, but I have no way of knowing that.
So if you get a letter wrong,
I get to cut a part of you.
Hand, foot, head.
And now you’re probably going, wait, what if the word is really long?
But I’m no cheat.
Unlike some people I could mention. - Where’s Bobby?
No. No!
You’re not allowed to say his name.
Okay, here we go. Four letter word. Pick a letter.
I’m not playing. - Did you say A?
You strike me as the cautious type - you start with vowels for sure.
We’re building a case against your father, not you--
Hey Josie,
don’t demean yourself by saying inane shit like that, okay?
Now, did I hear an E?
And I forgot to mention, this is speed hangman. Clock is ticking.
We have nothing on you, Junior. Bobby doesn’t know anything.
Didn’t know.
What did you do?
What did I do? What did I do?
You’re the detective, Josie. What do you think I did?
Now, did you say I? I think I did hear an I.
Yes! There is an I! Here we go.
Now see, technically that’s not allowed but I’m in a generous mood.
Now pick a consonant, Josie. Don’t disappoint me.
What’s it gonna be?
What's it gonna be, Jojo?
N.
What was that? - I said N.
N. My Lord! You lucky slut! There is an N.
Alright, halfway there. 30 seconds left.
I will never tell a soul.
Twenty seconds.
R.
R?
Nope, so sorry. There's no R.
Are you left handed or right handed?
No, no, no!
Answer the man, detective.
I can choose for you.
Right.
Right. Power of persuasion.
Sit still, little wabbit.
Where you goin', Jojo?
Just got started.
Josie.
You know, the word was JINX.
I think
with a little more time you would’ve gotten there.
Much better than Bobby.
He sobbed the entire time.
Couldn’t make a lick of sense.
I cut his balls off.
I’m gonna make a nice pasta sauce with them.
Out of respect, of course.
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