Fastlane (2002) s01e05 Episode Script

- We're on the list.
- Yeah, everybody's on the list, pal.
Just check it.
What's that cologne you're wearing? Is it Desperation? Whoo! I gotta hand it to you, big fella, the ladies in this spot are off the heezie.
Now, you know the flave, man: The United Colors of Aquarius.
There's a new Cali crop in town, man, and it ain't just bleached blonds.
Women getting past my velvet rope are domestic and import.
Make that high-end import.
Now, Ellis Island, they get the tired, broke, huddled masses.
Aquarius' spot gets the fly, rich bubbling ass.
A toast: To Aquarius and his policy on immigration.
All right, I can do that.
Shows you right.
Aquarius, I got a bone to pick with you.
You've partied me into the ground.
I'm waving the white flag.
Yo, Gavin West.
Meet my boys, Van and Deaq.
- What's up? What's up? Yo, Gavin, sorry about that little thing we couldn't work out but, uh, you know how it is.
I'm just happy for you.
I mean, the success of this place, it's enviable.
Thanks, player.
You know, that means a whole lot coming from you.
This place will be around for a long time to come.
Old punk-ass busta.
Okay, once again, and this time, with feeling.
Who are we after? Gavin West.
And why are we going after him? Because he's an ecstasy manufacturer.
- And what's his m.
O? - Okay, enough.
Stop talking like we're Teletubbies.
We know the shot.
Gavin forces all the L.
A.
Hot spots to move his ecstasy through their clubs.
He's been arrested 17 times, but he's never spent a night in jail.
For all of his arrests, we've never located his manufacturing lab.
- Do I get a lollipop, doc? - Sit down.
Sit down.
Deaq, I want you to use your connection to Aquarius.
It's inevitable that Gavin has approached him about moving drugs in his club.
I want you guys to position yourselves as middlemen in any future transactions.
Come on, Billie.
Aquarius is like family.
I like to keep family out of my business as much as possible.
I know he's like family.
I just don't care.
Yo, man, Slick's been on my nutsack about moving those hug drugs up in here.
- You're not dealing now, are you? No.
Man, now, Aquarius may be many things, but a pusher, man? Oh, no, he's not.
Looks like Gavin takes rejection pretty well.
Do him.
Oh, it's not rejection he accepts well, player, it's knowledge.
The knowledge of knowing if you mess with Aquarius, you stepping into the Wu-Tang.
You know, I could take these fingers right here and just kill a man like that.
- Do a little bit of that Shaolin style.
- Uh, yo, Aquarius.
Have him praying for the 36 chambers to release him from this mortal coil.
Because you know Do you know Aquarius, man? You know, I love Aquarius! Let's move.
Let's go.
All right, y'all go ahead.
Stay down! Follow me.
Stay down.
- How many? There's three.
- Hey, man, hit me up with a piece.
- They shooting at you, Aquarius.
Just stay down.
- You ready? - No.
Oh, Lord.
Let me wrap my head around this.
You face Gavin West.
A minute later three arms try and take Aquarius and open fire on his club.
- And you have nothing to show for it? - There were bystanders.
- And Aquarius? - Wanted to cancel Gavin's Christmas but we told him to shut down his club and sit on the lay-low.
And we also promised him that we'd make sure this ends right.
And how do you plan on doing that? - We got an idea.
- It's more of a notion.
- Go.
Let's forget about nestling up to club owners to get to Gavin.
What if we opened our own nightclub? See, we figure if we can launch a bona fide hot spot Gavin would be sure to approach us about moving his supply.
- It's his m.
o.
, let's play into it.
Mm-hm.
We'll set up a transaction and locate his lab you swoop in, slap on the cuffs.
End of Gavin.
- I love it.
- You love it? Pfft.
Oh, man.
It's perfect, because if it works, Gavin goes down for drugs.
Not some trumped up money-laundering, tax-evasion charge but drugs.
Let's make it happen.
Break the bank.
This needs to be front-page L.
A.
Weekly to get Gavin's attention.
- Done.
- Okay, great.
Thanks.
Billie, we are made for this: Breaking into the club business, rolling with the nightlife, what? And we promise, you're not gonna regret this.
Hey.
Let me make something clear.
This is not an opportunity for the two of you to score some free drinks or knock the nickels out of club chicks.
I want this guy Gavin bad, and if you screw this up there'll be two new wiseass pretty boys walking in your shoes.
You hear me? - She just lit up.
- I got news for you, partner.
If she lit up, we'd better nut up.
First things first: Location.
Gotta find a place that's discreet, hard to find.
Give it that 2-triple-0 speakeasy vibe.
Next up, decor.
Since Philippe Starck won't return our calls, we gotta be creative.
Think Kubrick, think comfort, think class.
But if you really want this place to jump off, you gotta have a big opening.
And you don't have a big opening without a legendary DJ on the ones and the twos.
Make that a New York legend, player.
And we need us a pimpy doorguy too.
Not some chump bouncer but a guy who has his own VIP list and does this for a living.
Forget about cocktails by the glass, man.
You want a drink? You're in it for the long haul because we are all about bottle service.
And last but not least, the best way to insure success.
Phew.
I got it, man.
Rocky III, baby.
What do you think, huh? Check it out.
Think about it, Rocky III, huh? We're not naming our club Rocky III.
Why not? That was the best one.
Argh! Come on, man.
I only got so many good suggestions.
That was one of them.
Rocky llI is not a real suggestion.
Glengarry Glen Ross, that's not a real suggestion.
What was the goofy one you gave us? Original Kings Of Comedy.
- That was a funny movie, come on.
- That's not a real suggestion for our club.
It's gotta be special.
Well, it's real easy to be you, right? Standing up here in your little pulpit, criticizing away.
You have any suggestions, pulpit man? - Ryde.
- Ride? Yeah, Ryde.
Yeah, but you've gotta slick it out with a Y, though: Ryde.
- Ryde.
- Yeah! Ha, ha! Let it marinate for a minute.
Ask me what I did last night.
What did you do last night? Same old, same old.
Chilling with some real fine ladies in the VIP at Ryde.
You feeling it? That's what a club is all about right there.
The name, the whole sensation is sexy.
I know you like that.
Let me know when you're ready to get back to work.
Ah-ah-ah.
There's no smoking in the club.
Sorry, Billie, you gotta put that out.
It's time for you guys to meet Gavin West.
Give him the official invitation to your club.
- We're calling it Ryde.
- Fascinating.
Every Tuesday, Gavin checks into the Ona Spa on Beverly.
I want you guys to introduce yourself.
He's gonna be studying you, reading you, so be convincing.
Gavin prides himself on his B.
S.
Meter.
What's up with the full-on Clarice Starling report, Billie? Excuse me? Normally all we get is, "He's bad, go get him.
" How do you know so much about Gavin? Because unlike you two, I actually do my police work.
This job is not all about tail and Tanqueray.
It requires something called research.
- What the hell was that about, man? - Go easy, V.
No, I'm really getting sick and tired of her jawing us out like that.
Obviously, this Gavin guy has got her creased.
I just wish I knew why.
Hi, welcome to the Ona Spa.
Uh, towels and slippers are to be worn at all times.
- Hey, thank you very much.
- You're welcome.
Uh-uh, I ain't down with that.
- What? - I beg your pardon? I'm not wearing another man's slippers.
- It's unsanitary and it's nasty.
- He'll wear the slippers.
- You'll wear the slippers.
- No.
Sir, I can assure you that everything is steam-cleaned after every use.
- See? - These slippers are filled with cooties, man.
- Okay, cooties? - Yeah, cooties.
Okay? Hey.
Hey, hey, Gavin's here.
Come on, let's roll.
I'm sorry, he's not going anywhere until he puts on the slippers.
My boy back in New York, Larry? He came to a spa such as this.
A man there such as you made him put on flip-flops such as these.
Two days later, Larry's got athlete's foot.
- That's a fungus.
You feel me? - Yeah, I feel you.
The fungus turn to gangrene.
Do you know what that is? Crawled all the way up his leg, and it stank.
And then one day, Stinky Leg Larry becomes Peg Leg Larry.
The doctor had to cut his leg off to save his life.
I ain't going out like that.
Excuse me.
Hey, can we talk to Mr.
West for a second? - Mm-hm.
- Thank you.
Mm-hm.
Gavin, muchacho.
It's been a while.
Have we met? The night your boys shot up Aquarius' club? We're the guys that shot back.
Yeah, I heard about what happened at Aquarius' club.
And just after I left.
Story of my life.
Always missing the good stuff.
Well, we got our own club opening up Friday night.
- Ryde.
- And consider yourself warned.
When we open up our spot, I'd think twice about shooting up the place.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Oh, that's okay.
Play dumb, it's a strong move.
We know what you're all about.
You wanna talk about moving party favors through our club, swing by.
Let's talk about it.
But And understand this is a big "but.
" You are not dealing with Aquarius.
Because we ain't no humpty-dumpty club bitches.
- You cross the line - And you will get served.
We're at capacity, no one gets in.
- I'm on the owner's list.
- Everybody's on the owners list.
It's like a power orgy in there, man.
I tell you, I need some oxygen.
Hey, Gavin.
What's up, baby? You made it.
Your man's not letting me in.
Yeah, well, we had a little mishap.
Too many chicks showed up, man.
I mean, you're gonna make a personal invitation and not let me in? Yeah, well, I'd do it, but the fire marshal said Hey, yo, V.
Hey, what's up? There's, like, 10 bad chicks dancing on the speakers.
- You got a license for that? - It's Club Ryde, you know how we kick it: Let it Ryde.
Ow.
Look, um, I've gotta deal with that chick thing.
Come back, we'll hit you up with drink tickets.
Put him on the VIP list for next week.
- Did it work? - Oh.
You should have seen the look on Gavin's face.
I had him salivating, okay? He was convinced this place was packed with drug-loving party animals.
- Yes.
- You boys be bunking.
Fronting like this place was crazy packed.
Man, we want this place to blow up, all right? You see that line outside? The longer you keep them out the more they wanna get in.
Ha, ha.
- Wanna get in.
True, true.
In about two or three weeks, this joint is gonna be off the hinges.
Hey, Van.
Hi Hi.
Look, I I can't do this right now.
Come on, you just pulled off the hottest club in L.
A.
Let me give you your celebratory gift.
L I appreciate it, but I really have to get back to work.
You know what they say about all work and no play.
Are you kidding me? What would Billie say about you macking on some, uh? - Billie, who's he? - He is a she, okay? - And I wasn't doing - Van, we got a club to run, man.
The VIP is popping, the stockroom is out of bling bubbly fifteen guys are hitting me, talking about they're friends with Tobey Maguire and, oh, yeah, Gavin West is here.
- Gavin West is here? He just rolled in.
Excuse me.
I'm gonna need that back.
So you like the club, huh? You guys have done a hell of a job with this place.
With the decor, the clientele, the accouterments.
Only one thing we're missing.
- What's that? - Party favors.
Thought that was something maybe we could connect with you on.
You know, make an arrangement? Party favors? You mean, like noisemakers and animal balloons, right? I like this guy, he's funny.
We were thinking more like rolls.
Listen, you don't wanna do business, fine.
I mean, we got, what, a hundred other vendors banging on our door.
- Easy.
- Just don't come back in a month with three pretty boys and a gat.
You guys seem to be confused.
You keep insinuating I'm some sort of drug dealer.
I mean, do I look like a drug dealer? I come from rich parents.
Actually, the best kind: Dead ones.
Now, why would I compromise all that dead-mommy money by dealing drugs? I don't get it.
We've done everything we were supposed to.
We set up the club, we made sure it was hot, we got Gavin's attention.
He still won't approach us about moving the drugs.
It's perfect.
Everything's going according to plan.
Excuse me? What plan, Billie? Whose plan? Because our plan, the only plan that we're aware of here is not going anywhere right now.
I'll bring you up to speed, later.
I have to be somewhere.
You have something more important to do than to fill us in? - I have a meeting with Gavin.
- A meeting with Gavin? Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Time out, okay? Please, time out.
Why do you have a meeting with Gavin? Because Gavin is smart and you two are unknown quantities on the club scene.
He's not gonna do business unless he feels protected.
You're gonna offer him protection? Exactly.
- Mm-hm.
We'll have a sit, I'll extend myself as a dirty cop on the Club Ryde payroll and I'll reassure him that any illicit transactions between the three of you will go unchecked by the L.
A.
P.
D.
Let me guess, this was your plan all along.
- Pretty much.
- I got three words for you: Dissemination of information.
Why don't you look into it? What are you, writing a book? Skip a chapter.
You'll get information on a need-to-know basis.
Deal with it.
You know, Billie, I've bitten my tongue about a dozen times on this.
And I've really tried to take the high road, but it's finally official.
You're a bitch.
Do you see this gold, officer? This gold means you're my bitch! - Van.
- Ha, ha.
It's not worth it, man.
What you doing? - Nothing.
Looks like you're doing something.
Look, you said yourself, okay? Something about Gavin's got Billie bent.
I'm tired of running around like a grocery boy.
I want some answers.
- That's not the way, Van.
- Oh, really? What, Billie goes Kurtz, you're cool to lay back in the cut? Oh, look at that, it just opened up by itself.
- Did you see that? - Don't do it, Van.
Does this have my name on it? Oh, no, it says Gavin West.
My bad.
Oh, wait, I'm working on the Gavin West case.
- Maybe I should read this.
- Lf you were meant to read it it would be in your briefcase, right? - I don't have a briefcase.
That's because they don't give briefcases to snooping little nosy boys who have no respect for people's privacy.
- What are you doing? - What are you doing? I'm trying to read that.
Can I have that back, please? - Ah-ah.
Don't reach for that.
- Stop playing around, all right? - I'm not fooling around, give it to me.
- All right, Van, I'm not I'm serious.
Officer Ray.
Detective Hayes.
I'm Captain Parish.
- Where's Billie? - She's in a meeting.
With who? She didn't say.
Come here.
Come on, come here.
You're his partner, step up.
I'm worried about Billie.
I want you two to keep an eye on her.
Report back to me on every move Billie makes.
In other words, you want us to spy on our boss.
- Man, I don't get down like that.
- I'm her boss.
Billie needs looking after.
She's entering dangerous territory.
Well, are you gonna enlighten us with details or does lack of information run in the chain of command? This stays here.
Three years ago, we opened a jacket on Gavin.
Back then his specialty wasn't dance drugs.
It was the real deal, heroin.
We sent in our best u.
c.
, posed as a junkie cop to find out as much as possible about his operation: Billie.
And Billie did good, she positioned herself as Gavin's ace.
Club-hopping, restaurant shopping, tripping to Ibiza, the whole nasty nine.
A couple of weeks in, Billie and Gavin were in an after-hours.
That's when the heroin showed.
She had a choice: Blow her case or shoot up.
For Billie, the case comes first.
That night, she stuck a needle in her arm.
And she got hooked.
Stopped playing a junkie and became one.
You look amazing.
I see you've put on weight.
You still know how to charm the ladies, don't you, Gavin? Charm, it's been said, is one of my three most-attractive qualities.
And the other two being your money and your money? See, that's why you're my favorite dirty little cop.
You don't just know the surface me, you also know the inner me.
I've missed you too.
Do you remember Mexico? How could I forget? Eleven straight days in bed.
So I pulled her out.
But she was protected.
The brass never knew how far she slipped.
But now you're back? - For business.
- Just for business? - Just business.
The boys at Ryde, they need your inventory.
We made sure her cover was never blown.
Gavin knows she kicked, but he still thinks she's dirty blue.
It's my watch.
There'll be no interference from the department.
Someone's gonna make a lot of money at this club.
- I thought I'd come to you first.
- You've always been a good friend, Billie.
I love the thought of dancing with you again.
Welcome home, Billie.
That's a good shot.
Ha.
- Man, this is all bugged up.
- What? Billie being an ex-junkie? It's crazy.
And Parish wants us to spy on our own boss, man.
- What's up with that? - Well, she told us she used.
- She didn't say that.
- She implied.
- Look, she was just kidding.
- Does Billie give you a just-kidding vibe? Huh? I don't think so.
- Kind of makes you wonder, don't it? - What? This, all this.
The jewelry, the money, the pimped-out gear, the fancy cars.
Doesn't it scream Gavin West? You're telling me that Billie set all this up just so one fine day she could swoop in and take Gavin out? - Why not? He's her reaper.
- Her reaper? Yeah, we all got one.
The jack who beat you.
And before he beat you, he stole a piece of your happiness.
And now you're haunted, man because something inside your soul is missing.
Switched out with a cold case.
And you ain't never gonna be the same until that reaper's in chains.
And for Billie, where does it end, right? I mean, how far is she willing to go to shackle the reaper? I'm not saying.
I'm just saying.
Hey, guys.
So, uh, listen you're gonna meet with Gavin, tomorrow morning, 8:30, at Club Ryde.
- And your meeting went well? - It was fine.
- How was Gavin? - Fine.
I'll let him know you asked.
- And you're okay? - I'm? What? - Nothing.
- All right, cool.
Seven thousand hits at $8 a pop.
You retail them at 20 and that should cover you for the first week.
What about quality control? - Quality's never been an issue.
- Well, we're making it an issue.
Fair enough.
- Have a nice trip.
- Uh-uh.
- I don't roll, player.
- I do.
But only when I know the rolls are clean.
We wanna see where this is born.
- That's right.
- It's an unusual request.
Yeah, well, the success of our club is unusual.
And we don't want it compromised because we moving bunk rolls.
- We already had that drama in Chicago.
- I don't wanna talk about Chicago.
He gets upset when I talk about Chicago.
We owned a house club.
Our connection was hooking us up with blanks.
- I don't wanna talk about Chicago.
Word hit the street.
- We lose our clientele and cash overnight.
- You told me we'd never talk about Chicago.
I'm starting to think this thing is Chicago all over again.
- You're not feeling it? - No.
Are you gonna listen to me this time? Then the meeting's over.
The meeting's over, man.
The meeting's over.
Gentlemen relax.
Do we wanna make a deal here? You up for a two-hour drive? I got time.
On one condition.
We're here.
- Have a nice ride? - Ahh, yeah.
I've always wanted to get thrown in the trunk blindfolded and driven around for two hours with my buddy's head up my ass, thank you.
You hear that? Wait, wait, wait.
Velvet Underground, top five.
Now that's sweet.
What, you wanna go introduce yourself? I'm sure he takes requests.
Welcome to the Candy Store.
This entire building has been retrofitted with state-of-the-art ventilation.
From the quality of the air to the integrity of the pills.
Even Pfizer could learn something from this operation.
Here comes the Prada parade.
How's the shoulder? Any time these cowgirls wanna settle up, we're right here.
Mwah.
Don't worry about them, they're dogs.
- You need some bigger dogs.
Watch this.
Gentlemen, take a lap around the building.
Woof, woof.
Can we get down to business? All this white is making me nervous, man.
Some damn good ecstasy.
Deal's on.
When do we ship? In these.
I don't get it.
Smooth.
- What's our timetable for delivery? - An hour ago.
Excuse me? I had my service ship 7000 pills to your club earlier this afternoon.
I'll bill you later.
Brother we got played hard.
Yup.
We saw the inside of Gavin's lab and we have no idea where it is.
Now, we're sitting on 7000 hits of E with no trace of the transaction.
Phew.
You know what the worst part is? We owe Gavin 56 stacks that we don't even have.
He flipped the script on us, yo.
We spent endless energy and resources on this case and now we may never get Gavin on drug charges.
Why are you yelling at us? Who's arguing with you? We all agree, right? This sucks.
And if you want Gavin, we'll get you Gavin.
We'll just swoop in, open up the books and find a new angle.
No.
See, I've said this before and I will say this again.
- Gavin goes down for drugs.
- No, he won't.
And if you want him in a cage, start pumping thunder through your think-box.
Because he's too tight and he's too smart to go down for drugs.
He'll slip.
They all slip.
No he won't, not on drugs he won't.
- We just need to find the right opening.
When, huh? How? You're the badass lieutenant with the painted gold shield.
Close the case, gold.
Maybe if you worked with me instead of against me.
I work for you, but you gotta start seeing how Gavin moves.
I've seen how Gavin moves.
Well, maybe your vision was blurred by the smack juice.
What did you say? All he's saying is, just because Gavin dealt you drugs doesn't mean he has to go down for drugs.
How did you find out? Because we're not all about tail and Tanqueray.
We do our research.
So put that cigarette out and get your mind right.
And let's all come up with another way to get Gavin on the mile.
You know what? I'm just gonna let this one go.
Forget Gavin.
Listen, Billie, nothing's changed, okay? We still follow your lead on this, we still get this guy.
No.
You win some, you lose some.
Don't look at me like that, okay? I didn't mean to go there, my mouth just went.
You see what it did to her? Billie became calm, rational, detached.
Like De Niro in Taxi Driver.
No.
Like we've got problems.
I can't take it staying in this car anymore man, okay? Ten hours and she hasn't gone Travis Bickle on Gavin's ass yet.
Maybe she's just sipping a chai latte watering flowers and reading her morning paper.
Maybe you need to decompress your mouth.
We've been in the car 10 hours, you haven't shut up once.
Not once.
I'm still not comfortable spying on Billie.
- Especially spying on her for Parish.
- We're not doing it for Parish.
We're doing it because Billie's family, man.
- And why are you still talking? - See, that's how you justify it.
But at the end of the day, it's like spying on your mom because your dad asked you to.
And you don't wanna spy.
But then one day, you see something you wish you hadn't.
Like your mom's car parked in front of the Motel 6.
So you park your little bike, peek through the window and what do you see? Your mom doing the nasty with Eddie the butcher.
You won't tell because you don't want a divorce, then they get a divorce anyway.
What are you left with? Broken home.
You spied on your mom, lied to your dad.
I hate to think what kind of sick potato brain that kid turned out to be.
All right, all right.
I've heard it all, okay? Now, I forbid you to talk in this car for the next 10 minutes, man.
- Just shut it up.
- You're forbidding me now? You're forbidding me? Like what? Like you forbid to take me to the gas station when I had to pee and you made me pee in the bushes? - I forbid you.
- Ten minutes.
Forbidden.
Easy.
- I can't believe Billie lives in an apartment.
- Oh, my God.
- You can't even shut up for 30 seconds.
- I can.
What is the problem? No, I'm serious.
I always thought she lived in, like, a cave under the Candy Store or something.
Shut up, there she is.
What are you doing, Billie? She's not going to get eggs, I'll tell you that.
Stay on her.
And there goes Johnny Handsome.
- Should we call Parish? - Yeah, you should if you had a phone.
Couldn't stay away, could you? Not when I heard how you spanked around those club boys.
I was jealous, Gavin, I want a spanking.
- I'm a manipulative little mammal, aren't I? - Absolutely.
But so am I.
- Whoa.
What are you doing? - I set you up, Gavin.
I'm not a crooked cop.
I never have been.
And Van and Deaq? Well, see, they're two club owners I've got in a vise and they are ready to talk.
This whole thing was a lie, everything.
Mexico, the needles, all of it.
It was a lie.
I haven't been playing you for three weeks.
I've been playing you for three years.
And now it's over, okay? It's over.
I've got a case against you dreams are made of.
Gavin, come on, now.
You know what, pulling a gun on an officer? That'll net you 25 to life.
No one will ever know.
Not even if I pull the trigger.
Hey, Gavin.
Smile.
- What are you doing? - That was a photo-enforced intersection.
I've got you pointing that gun at me at two angles.
It may not be drugs, but I've got you.
Billie.
- Aah! - Wait.
- Come on.
- I have to thank you, Billie.
I love the idea of going to trial.
What trial? This is self-defense.
Billie, don't.
There's another way, all right? Use my gun.
It's a cold piece.
Tear his whole brain out.
Wait, wait.
It's ridiculous.
Use mine.
It'll kill him slower.
Maybe we all pop him.
Three for the price of one.
What do you think about that, Gavin? You take them.
I don't need them anymore.
But you will.
I got gold on the inside.
Good grab, Billie.
You know, I don't think I ever thanked you for three years ago.
- So thank you.
- We're good.
By the way, I'm the one that told Frick and Frack over there.
And then you told them to spy on me? I would never do a thing like that.
Let me ask you something.
This Gavin guy was he the reason you created this Candy Store? Worse motives exist, don't you think? So now that he's bagged and tagged, does that mean we're out of a job? You wish.
Add this to the kitty.
I've been in your shoes.
I've done your end of the job.
But I didn't do it as well because I let malice slip in.
And I didn't get the job done.
You guys, you stayed strong and clear.
For me, for the department, for yourselves.
You took Gavin.
I owe you guys.
- Oh, and Van? - Look, it's okay, all right? You said some harsh things, I said some harsh things.
- So in the spirit of moving on - You have a chive in your tooth.
Right there, yeah.
I was gonna tell you, man.
I just didn't have the heart.
Ha, ha.
So you ready for your celebratory gift? I wish.
There's nothing left to celebrate.
We sold the place.
- For a loss.
- Who'd you sell it to? You know Aquarius is back up in the scene, doing the damned thing.
Coming through true.
- You know what creases me most? - What's up, Van? We never even found Gavin's lab.
He's gonna keep running it from jail anyway.
Aw, that's good.
Velvet Underground, top five, now, that's sweet.
- Two hours.
- Two hours.
He drove us around for two hours.
- Where my dogs at? - Woof, woof.