Rogue (2013) s01e05 Episode Script

Too tough to die Blessed are those who believe Who believe and have not seen I wasn't there And it's got me wondering No room to turn Let alone learn I'm too tough to die (TV on) Oh Jesus.
What did you say to him? I tried to reason with him.
No, what exactly, Jimmy, did you say to him? He should have come to me.
- And? - That's it.
He was terrified.
He knew it was over.
So he killed himself? God knows what he was capable of No, no, we're finally on to him and he ends up with half a head? Someone did this.
Someone didn't want him talking.
Well, you're the cop.
There's gotta be something here.
Something that connects him to whoever he was working for.
A diary, receipts.
Look.
Hm? This thing needs a fingerprint.
- You're kidding me.
- I'm not.
You'll leave yourself all over him.
Jimmy, come on.
Ah Jimmy (Bleep) (Click) Look at this.
Hm? - Money.
Fucking money.
- Yeah.
Okay.
Charlie, you dumb fuck.
(NANCY) Charlie? Charlie? We're gonna have to say something.
(NANCY) Jimmy? Jimmy? (Door closes) He never liked me going into the den.
Did you hear anything? The TV.
He always managed to find a game somehow.
- Nancy - I'm gonna go be with him.
No, no, no, no.
No, I don't think that's a good idea.
He's all alone out there.
You wouldn't wanna remember him like that.
Charlie wouldn't want that.
Right.
I know.
Nancy - Would Charlie ever have - Killed himself? He would never leave me.
Not like that.
Is that what you think? Nancy, did anyone come by after we left? - Did anyone call? - What is she doing here? - What are you doing here? - She's leaving.
Sorry.
Nancy, was there anything after we left this morning? No.
Some salesman called and asked to speak to the owner of the house.
Nothing, nothing.
And what did you do? I said Charlie was busy and didn't wanna be disturbed.
Was Charlie seeing anyone? - A girl? - No, not like that.
New business colleagues, anyone coming around? - He didn't cheat on me, Jimmy.
- No, I know.
- He would never cheat on me.
- I know.
(Whimpers) My lovely Charlie.
He's gone, isn't he? He's really He's really gone.
- I'm gonna die all alone.
- Don't talk like that.
I'm looking out for you.
I know how this works.
I'll call 911.
And you were never here.
Go.
Go.
(Nancy sobs) - You got anything? - Not yet.
Could have used a little organization.
His will.
Everything to Nancy.
All his debts.
- Lucky her.
- There's nothing here.
You think Charlie gave us up? Who knows? He didn't give them up to me.
Yeah, you would have shot him in the head, right? - Same result either way.
- This is useless.
Who could have given him this kind of money? This the best you can do? I mean, you live here? Yeah, what do you think? I think I don't know anything about you.
You married? Huh? Have any other children besides? Sam? His name was Sam.
Look, I'm gonna run this, see if it's got a history.
Yeah, not such a good idea.
You might turn up something you can use against me.
Come on.
We still on that? That whole trust thing? Really? I had your phones, Jimmy.
Are you in custody? - Milk? - Sure.
- Sugar? - No.
- I keep thinking.
- About? Alec.
When he firebombed the restaurant, how do you know that was Alec just being a hothead? It could have been a move.
Start something.
Destabilize you.
Even if you don't wanna believe it it is possible.
Tastes like shit.
(MAX) - How? - Boom.
Charlie killed himself? Dad! Or someone made it look like he did.
Fuck, why? I think he was paying for Nancy's medical with part of my missing 25 million.
Charlie was moving against you? Charlie never showed the initiative.
He had to be working for someone.
Who? Did you talk to him before he died? - Yeah.
- And? He wouldn't give them up.
Stupid fuck.
Jeez, I can't believe it.
Charlie? Uncle fucking Charlie.
Was Jacks there? What? When you spoke to Charlie.
Jesus, dad, have you told her about the missing money? No.
She knows what I want her to know.
Nothing more.
You don't need to worry about her.
Yeah, how can you be sure? - Dad? - Look, the official line Charlie shot himself.
Nancy's illness was getting worse, Charlie couldn't deal with it.
I can't afford to rattle the troops.
Not now.
Okay.
Did you find anything in Tony's file? Yeah.
You remember Andy Wu? I was at college with him.
I took these to him, got them translated.
- They're hawala receipts.
- What's the point? Hawala, it's used to transfer money internationally bypassing banks.
It originated in Islamic law.
People associate it with terrorism.
Everyone thinks that's how the Hawala receipts, Max? These receipts are for money transferred out of the country.
Millions of dollars.
I'm trying to find out where the receipts came from.
You didn't know anything about this? The usual channels, that's what Tony and I agreed.
What the fuck was he doing? (Sniffs) (Exhales) Hey.
This is my day.
Dad gives me Charlie's business It's a step up.
A big fucking step up.
You've earned this.
You've sweated for it.
(Exhales) I'm the man.
I'm the fucking man.
You wanted to see me? Can we make this quick? Look, I was sorry to hear about Charlie.
Yeah.
But I got to thinking, you know, with Charlie being gone I'd like to re-examine our deal.
Re-examine? Come on, we're paying over the odds.
You know that, I know that.
Yeah.
Why don't you re-examine this? I'm wearing a thousand-dollar suit.
Now, if I have to get blood on it, I'm not gonna be very happy about it.
- Alec, come on.
- Shut up! You use our containers at the price we tell you.
Is that clear? Now I'm taking over Charlie's business.
Which means you got me to deal with.
Ain't you the lucky one? (Overlapping chatter in Mandarin) (Chatter in Mandarin) - May I help you? - Hopefully.
(Calls out in Mandarin) You recognize these? - Some of them.
- They yours? Some of them.
So you sent this money? Some of it.
- Where'd you send it? - Guangzhou, southern China.
Who asked you to send it? I'm sorry, I can't tell you that.
Listen, the money you sent, that was stolen.
From me.
He asked you to send it? Who picked it up at the other end? Sir, I really don't know.
That's how hawala works.
I tell my agent in Guangzhou to release the money.
Someone gives him agreed password.
He releases it.
You don't understand, I want my money.
I'm sorry, that's impossible.
I don't have it.
Then you better fucking find it.
You are welcome to travel to Guangzhou to look for it.
Listen to me, you thieving fuck.
Don't fucking touch my father! - Hey! - (Shouts in Mandarin) (Calls out in Mandarin) Fuck it! (Cries out in pain) Max! No, Max.
No, Max, Max! That's enough.
That's enough.
Let's go.
Come on.
Good boy.
Huh? Good boy.
Well, that was almost fun, huh? I know.
That fucker was big.
So my money's in fucking China, huh? Tony will have had it cleaned and brought back.
I bet it's in an account in the US waiting for the dead bastard to pick it up.
(Doorbell) - Hi.
- Hi.
Please, come on in.
Bruise seems to be healing nicely.
- Yeah.
- Sorry about that.
So, erm how you feeling? I'm fine.
How about you? Oh.
I'm good.
I'm good.
And how's Evie? Not exactly on speaking terms right now, so Well, she's been through a lot.
Yeah.
Yeah, she has.
Anyway, please, have a seat.
So, erm the reason I wanted to come by was to let you know that I'm not gonna take this matter any further.
As far as I'm concerned it's over.
Thank you.
Thank you for being so understanding.
The school is prepared to re-admit her but they're insisting she attends her counseling sessions before they do that.
That's fair.
That's totally fair.
I have tried to get her to go, all of us, actually, but Evie's not exactly one to talk about her feelings.
She gets that from her mom.
Hey.
Sweetheart, hi.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Really.
It's okay.
(Low conversation) - Travis.
- Hey, Billy.
- Grace.
Long time.
- Wow.
Look at you.
You grew up handsome.
You don't get that from your father.
Yeah, yeah.
Whatever.
Come here.
Give me some skin.
Oh.
- It's good to see you.
- You too.
- Billy's about to graduate.
- What? Yeah.
You must make your old man very proud.
Indeed he does.
Yeah.
I was sorry to hear about Sam.
Thank you.
He was a terrific kid.
He was very fond of you.
I'll never forget that.
Anyway, I didn't mean to crash your party.
Hey, no.
Join us.
- Is the apple pie good here? - The best.
- Yeah? Well, count me in.
- Yeah.
With some ice cream.
Alright.
So, er what flavor you having? - Chocolate chip.
- Yeah? Mm.
I gotta learn to live dangerously.
- I need you to run that.
- I'm with my kid.
Yeah, he's great.
He's really, really great, Mitch.
- Yeah, I guess I got lucky.
- No, no.
You've done a fantastic job.
Thank you.
- Charlie McGinley is dead.
- What? That money was stashed in his safe.
Oh.
I'm going for the chocolate chip too.
Chocolate chip.
(Low conversation) Three apple pies with chocolate chip ice cream on two.
life, school.
Girls.
Well (Soundtrack over dialogue) Suicide? Charlie? There's no fucking way.
I don't know.
I mean, Nancy is pretty fucked up.
He adored that woman.
There's no way he's leaving her alone on this earth.
Not out of his choosing.
(MEN) - Hey, Alec.
- What's up? Good, we're good.
We're just talking about Charlie.
Poor bastard.
- He was a good man.
- Right.
(Sighs) We're gonna pull through.
I'm taking over Charlie's gig.
- Hey.
Congratulations.
- That's great.
Listen, you guys want a drink? It's on me.
- Don't mind if I do.
- If it's on you, yeah.
Double.
Thanks, Alec.
- Sorry for your loss, Jimmy.
- Yeah.
- What are you saying? - I gotta spell it out for you? Tony, Charlie, who's next, huh? They're picking us off one by one, and what's Jimmy doing about it? Where's his fucking head at? - Hey, Lloyd.
- Hey, Jimmy.
- Gentlemen.
Good to see you.
- You too.
- Sorry for your loss, Jimmy.
- It's a loss to us all.
- Absolutely.
- Fucking shame.
I'm trying to make sense of it.
- We were just saying that.
- Hm.
- What can I get everyone? - Er Alec got us some drinks.
- Alec, you beat me to it.
- Dad.
Max.
- You want something? - No.
No, you Enjoy yourself.
To Charlie.
(OTHERS) Charlie.
(Door closes) (TOM) Hey.
- Is Evie upstairs? - She's not here.
She's at my mom's.
Oh, well, you could have told me.
I wanted to see her.
I didn't know you were coming over.
How's school? You know.
I can teach them.
Doesn't mean they're gonna learn.
What's this? Ferndale Elementary School.
It's nothing.
It's just Ferndale's like, four hours outside the city.
Yeah, well they got a position too.
Yeah, but you can't make that commute.
- You wanna move? - I'm just looking.
That's all.
Were you gonna talk to me? Of course I was gonna talk to you about it.
When? When it was already done? No.
What about Evie? This this is for Evie, Grace.
I mean, come on, you saw what she did to that teacher.
She needs to get out of here.
The two of you been talking about it? No, we haven't I haven't applied for the position yet.
You're just gonna take her away.
Wow.
(Tom sighs) Grace, I was going to talk to you.
Of course I was going to talk to you.
(Grace sighs) How did we come to this? Er Tom I can't.
(MEN) Charlie! And I got this one girl on top of me, and Charlie, he takes this girl into the bathroom and starts fucking banging away.
I mean, really fucking going at it.
She is howling and wailing, like she's in some kind of wild fuckin' heaven.
And then bam, like a fuckin' explosion and his girl starts screaming.
I'm thinking, "What the fuck is that? Has his gun gone off?" - I don't know.
"Charlie!" I call out.
(OTHERS) - Charlie! He doesn't answer.
Next minute water starts flooding out of the bathroom and Charlie paddles out of the bathroom, holding the toilet in his hands.
The whole fuckin' toilet! He's banging this girl so fuckin' hard, he breaks the fuckin' toilet! Jesus.
Charlie fuckin' McGinley! (ALL) Charlie! (Chuckling) - I'd never heard that one.
- Poor fuckin' bastard.
That whole shit with Nancy.
I had no idea it was so bad.
Did anyone see that coming? Alec.
You were talking to him the other day.
What? I saw you with Charlie the other day.
You seemed pretty close.
He say anything to you? No, he didn't say nothing.
We barely exchanged a word.
Okay.
I was just asking.
Okay? It's fuckin' Max, man.
Sometimes I could take a fuckin' swing at him.
What was that all about? Huh? What the fuck is he trying to say? That whole thing with Clay Street.
I was too harsh on you.
We've all been under a lot of pressure lately and I I haven't always Oh, you know, whatever the fuck it is.
Supported you like I should.
I know that.
You were trying to do the right thing, trying to make it right.
I mean (Chuckles) Come on.
Their Their fuckin' heads.
(Laughs) Maybe I went a little over the top.
A little? Listen.
If there's anything anything you ever need to talk to me about, I'm here.
Hm? Yeah.
Yeah.
Thanks, Dad.
I appreciate it.
I really do.
It means a lot.
Come here.
You know, if there's anything you ever need from me, I'm here for you.
- Yeah.
- Always.
There is one thing.
Yeah? I'm gonna need you to give your brother all the support you can.
He's gonna need it.
I'm giving him Charlie's business.
Thank you.
(Knocking) - Hey.
- Hey.
So, what is it? The money that was in Charlie's safe was marked - by the US Treasury.
- What? It was on loan out to a San Francisco FBI officer.
What the fuck was Charlie doing with marked bills from a Fed? I pulled his file.
Committed suicide about five months back.
Investigators found tens of thousands of unexplained dollars in his account.
All right? He was on the take.
He was about to be exposed.
Shot himself.
- Oh, my God.
- What? That look familiar? It's no coincidence, right? Christ.
Michael Chen.
I've been trying to contact the Bureau, see what they have on him.
Yeah, Michael Chen.
I was supposed to meet him.
- Hm? - Chen? - I was supposed to meet him.
- When? Oh, I don't know.
Five, six months ago, maybe.
What happened? I waited.
I had Sam in the car.
What?! Ohh Yeah, I was off duty.
I picked him up from soccer practice.
It was only supposed to be like a five, ten-minute meet.
No big deal, right? So the guy didn't show.
We went home.
I didn't think anything of it.
You think Chen was already dead? I don't know, Mitch.
Maybe.
Who set up the meet? - What? - Who set up the meet? Wilson.
That fuckin' low life Wilson.
I gotta find him.
(Siren wails) Oh, fucking joy! Travis.
- Michael Chen.
- Who? Don't bullshit me.
Michael Chen.
I have no idea who you're talking about.
- You set up a meet between me and him.
- I did? Five months ago.
He was a Fed, from San Fran.
- Treasury investigation.
He killed himself.
- Oh, yeah.
That bastard.
What about him? - Why'd you have me meet him? - I didn't.
You set up the meet, Wilson.
No Hernandez wanted me to meet him.
Hernandez wanted you? Some kind of favor to the Feds.
So why'd you give it to me? I don't know.
Must have been busy or something? - Yeah, fucking some skank.
- Still busy, ain't it? Anyway, it was you he needed to talk to.
Why? - Fucked if I can remember.
- Wilson! He was investigating some money-laundering scam involving shady Chinese dealers or something.
He reached out to Hernandez for some intel - and she passed him to me.
- Why? Because he came across the name Jimmy Laszlo.
Michael Chen was looking at Jimmy Laszlo? Yeah.
He said he had a few questions, take a couple of minutes What is this-- a one-way street? Come on.
Travis? Fuck that bitch.
"Down, down, down.
Would the fall never come to an end? 'I must be getting somewhere near the center of the Earth.
Let me see.
That would be'" (Knocking) Won't be a moment, sweetie.
- Can I help you? - Mrs.
Chen.
Detective Jackie Hays, Oakland PD.
- Don't.
- I just have a few questions about your late husband, Michael.
- Haven't you people done enough? - Excuse me? He gave everything to you and you dragged his name through the mud.
My husband didn't have a corrupt bone in his body.
- Ma'am, maybe I can help you.
- Wow.
How many times have I heard that? How many times have I trusted you and you did nothing? You're all the same.
Now get off my porch.
Listen to me.
I can help you.
I believe you.
I believe your husband wasn't corrupt and I can help you get to the truth.
- Please.
You - Mommy? (Sighs) (She screams) Fuck! (Motorbike revving) (Screams) (Truck horn blares) (MAN) Shit.
Did you see that? (Chatter) Alright.
Alright.
Alright.
Don't move.
Don't move.
Help is on its way.
- I'm gonna call 911.
- Ma'am.
Ma'am, you're in shock.
You need to stay put.
Lady, are you okay? - She's got a gun! She's got a gun! - She's got a gun! (Groans) (Ringing tone) Is everything alright? Grace.
(Siren wailing) (She groans) - You okay? - What the fuck is going on? Did you tell anyone about me? No.
- Did you? - No, of course not.
Why would I do that.
Hm? Someone knows.
Someone fucking knows.
You need to sit down, take a breath.
Hm? No, I need to talk to Tom.
(Ringing tone) He's not picking up.
Oh, please, God He's okay.
I don't know who that was but they could go after him.
Yeah.
He's okay, I'm telling you.
I put one of my crew outside your house.
- What? - Right after you called.
(Ringing tone) Jesus.
Nothing's gonna happen to him.
- (Ringing tone) - Come on, Tommy.
(Phone rings) Hello.
Tom.
Grace? Yeah.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
Why? You didn't pick up the phone.
I left it downstairs.
What's wrong? Nothing.
I just wanted to Is Evie okay? Yeah, she's still at my mom's.
She's fine.
What is it? No.
No, it's fine.
You just go back to sleep.
Is everything alright? Yeah, I think so.
You should have a doctor.
No, I'm okay.
You don't look okay.
I don't think there's anything broken.
Will you help me? (She groans) Come here.
Come here.
Mm.
Come here.
That's a shitty way to go.
Boys had a light like that in the old Jackson Street house.
One morning, I hear this scream.
I run in, Alec holding his chin.
Blood everywhere.
Max, in his crib, laughing his head off at a moth going round and round inside the dome.
Alec had fallen off the chair trying to rescue the fucker.
(Chuckles) Hm.
Sam wanted to rescue things all the time, too.
Everything.
Flies.
Spiders.
Earwigs.
He'd get his cup and put it on top and then slide his drawing pad underneath.
And he'd make me go with him to find the perfect spot to set 'em free.
Kids, huh? Yeah.
He'd be in second grade now.
How someone like him came from me Hm? Jimmy.
Jimmy.
(TV) - Is there a Mr.
Lambert? - Yes.
- Good for you.
- No, it isn't.
I'm getting a divorce.
- Please.
Not on my account.
- Oh.
No.
I just don't really love him.
Well, at least you're honest.
Is there a Mrs.
Joshua?