Shut Eye s02e01 Episode Script

1 Previously on "Shut Eye" We are in the center of a shitstorm, Charlie.
The cops are watching us.
White Tony he's our master, we're his property.
Fucking Fonso wants to kill us, and we are gonna lose Nick.
We need to go after all of them.
Didn't I show you loyalty? I woke up today a million dollars poorer.
Now, you're gonna make things right financially.
These families will be joined.
A marriage between Fonso's eldest, Drina, and White Tony's son, Little Tony.
This better be about my money, Charlie.
Have you ever been to a gypsy wedding? [DANCE MUSIC PLAYS, LIVELY SHOUTING.]
The money belongs to White Tony.
With the Roma unity as my guiding principle, that is my decree.
We have to abide by the law.
We have no choice.
Okay, Mom.
[GASPING, SCREAMING.]
Do I know you? If we'd met, you'd remember.
Now, give me your motherfucking watch.
Thank you.
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE.]
Gadje.
[GRUNTS.]
[THUD.]
[SIREN CONTINUES.]
New life! New life! [BOTH LAUGHING.]
The hammer belonged to her grandfather.
It was supposed to be a gift for the bride.
I I knew there was bad blood.
I didn't think it would come to this.
Your grandmother did a bad, bad thing.
Ma'am? Hands where I can see them.
Charlie? Stealing from gypsies, however, will fuck you inside and out.
Fonso.
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYS, INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
Like all great short cons, three-card monte is deceptively simple two black cards, one red card.
I like using the Queen of Hearts because, well Lady Luck.
[CHUCKLES.]
Your job follow the Queen.
Where is she? Very good.
See? It's simple.
Two black cards, one red card.
Follow the Queen.
Where is she now? Winner, winner.
[GIGGLES.]
Shall we make a little wager this time? Easy money.
I'm sure you got a few dollar bills still stuck in your panties.
[LAUGHS.]
You ass.
This is not my true calling, and you know it.
I know.
I know.
You're like me proud practitioner of the ancient art of grift.
You ever use a shill? Only when I want to draw a crowd or bend a corner.
Well, the longer I sit here, Charles, the less I make.
Follow the Queen.
'Round and 'round she goes.
Where she stops Where is she? [SIGHS.]
[LAUGHS.]
What is your secret, Charlie? Lifts, cold decking, dealing from the basement.
It's just standard stuff.
No, I said, "What is your secret?" You've been coming in here once, twice a week, all summer.
This is the first time you don't have a mark in tow, some sucker you're trying to sell swampland to.
I'm better than that.
No, you were better than that, 'til you got busted.
Did a short stint, got out, got married, had a kid.
You tried to play it straight, but it didn't take.
You're back to running short cons, not for cash for joy.
Your marriage is rocky, but your little girl's fab, and she misses her daddy somethin' fierce.
How the fuck did you know I will tell you my secret if you buy me another.
[MUSIC CONTINUES.]
Plenty of cash.
In other words, you don't need to con.
Parole officer's business card, your wife's Clark County health insurance card, and a note from a young lady named Vicki.
Yeah, it's my 5-year-old daughter.
How'd you know my marriage was on the rocks? Is it? - That's quite a pull.
- [CHUCKLES.]
But it's no magic.
Well, I don't know if you've heard, Charles, but folks really can't make magic.
I beg to differ.
[MUSIC CONTINUES.]
You once said you always wanted to see the Pacific Ocean.
Ever since I was back in Georgia.
Bus fare only got me as far as this dump.
[WHISPERING.]
Close your eyes.
Really? Really.
Okay Charles K.
Haverford if that's even your name.
Here we go.
[SHOCK MACHINE'S "LOST IN THE MYSTERY" PLAYS.]
[LAUGHS.]
It's a feeling that's keeping me up for days Lock me up and leave me with no way to escape Alleviate The weight of it It's not too late It's not too late All we're ever gonna have is here and now Are we lost in the mystery? All we ever need to know is here and now Lost in the mystery [GASPS.]
[CHUCKLES.]
I know there's a reason why we lost the taste It's a meaning that we're searching for a way to escape You did it.
You made magic for me.
I hope it won't be the last time.
Promise me something.
Let's never con each other.
Alleviate Never.
The weight of it It's not too late [BOTH LAUGHING.]
[DRILL WHIRRING.]
[CLATTER.]
[CLATTER.]
Hey.
Nick.
What the fuck?! Don't say "fuck"! Get in the fucking car now.
[GRUNTING.]
[ENGINE REVS.]
[TIRES SQUEAL.]
[DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE.]
I don't understand.
Where are we going? - Seattle.
- Portland.
Which one? - Portland.
- Seattle.
Oh, my God.
When are we coming back? Never, honey.
I told you we're moving.
What? Mom, what about my stuff? What about school? We'll find you a good school.
I like my school.
Mom, I do.
No, you don't.
You hate it there.
What are you talking about? You don't know me! This This is crazy.
This is This is stupid.
This is so like you two.
You never tell me anything! Dad, I don't I don't really know what you do.
Mom, I don't know who you are.
You You're always in trouble.
You two, you just you fuck everything up! [TIRES SCREECH.]
Fuck's sake! Charlie! He's right we need to turn around, and we need to go back home.
What You said Fonso knows we have his money.
You said that your your vision thing told you so.
We need to get back in the car and get the fuck out of here! [LAUGHS.]
I'm sorry.
It's not funny.
He will kill us.
I know.
[LAUGHING.]
I know.
What is so fucking funny? The irony of it all.
The irony? Somewhere, somebody up there God, Buddha, Wicked Witch of the West, or all three are staring down at me and laughing their fucking asses off.
Don't you see, honey? I'm a fraud, a charlatan, a fake.
So what do they give me? A real vision thing.
I saw bleeding roses.
I saw doughnuts boiling in oil.
I saw gypsy nails raining down from the sky.
I saw the future, Linda.
And I was afraid.
Well, I'm not afraid anymore.
Honey.
I am.
I am fucking terrified, Charlie.
No, no, no, no, honey.
It's gonna be all right.
All we have to do is stick to the plan.
The The plan? I thought this was the plan.
I thought that we were gonna get the fuck out.
No, the plan we made in Vegas to have our own shop in sunny L.
A.
Next to swimming pools and fucking movie stars.
We need to go home and give Fonso his money and get him out of our lives.
What about White T, Incorporated? What about that? Don't we still work for them? I have a plan for that, too.
It's gonna take a little while, but we're gonna get them all out.
Then what? And then we'll live happily ever after.
- [CAR DOOR CLOSES.]
- Hey! Are we moving or what?! Change of plans, buddy.
Change of plans.
[ENGINE STARTS.]
[SIRENS WAILING.]
Come on, man.
I got children.
Can't we just fucking go already? You asshole.
What is taking so long? Ma? Ma! [POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
[ENGINE SHUTS OFF.]
[INDISTINCT TALKING.]
I got your message.
Leaving town? Thought about it.
But I didn't think you'd like it.
Well, that's good thinking.
I was thinking, too about your magic trick.
White Tony fucked me.
The bride and groom were supposed to disappear and a wedding cake appear.
Someone swapped a corpse for the cake.
[METAL CLATTERS.]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
Speak of the devil.
White Tony insulted Ma, so she bashed a hole in his head with her favorite hammer.
Sir? Can you please remain with your family? Of course, Officer.
Take very good care of my money.
Yeah.
Yeah, I will.
[CAR DOOR OPENS.]
Everything's gonna be fine.
[ENGINE STARTS.]
[SIREN WAILING.]
[SIGHS.]
[DRILL WHIRRING.]
[SIGHS.]
[DRAWER CLATTERS.]
[METAL CREAKING.]
[SNIFFLES.]
[SWITCH CLICKS.]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
[KEYS JINGLE.]
[CONVERSATIONS STOP.]
[CLEARS THROAT, SNIFFLES.]
May I have this seat? Fuck off.
[SCOFFS.]
Is it necessary the foul language? Is that kind of talk absolutely necessary? Hmm? Fuck off.
Take mine.
I'll stand.
Oh, no, no, no.
I'm sure the young lady will do the right thing.
This young lady's gonna fuck you up, bitch.
Oh! Foul language and threat of physical violence.
Hmm.
The hallmarks of the weak and foolish.
Yo, I mean it.
I will hurt you.
- Do you? Do you really mean it? - Mm-hmm.
Are you so foolish as to add assault to the myriad of your charges and ensure that you're going to be held here without bail? [MURMURING.]
Oh, so, you you want this seat.
Yes.
All right.
[URINATING.]
Mm-hmm.
Damn, bitch.
Thank you.
Mm.
Coffee.
Coffee is brewing.
I've made eggs.
I don't need eggs.
I need matches.
Uh, junk drawer.
Ah.
[DRAWER OPENS.]
Smoking again? I need it again.
Thanks.
Nick! Time for school! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Not so loud! Sylvia, what are you doing here? Looking for a Bloody Mary.
[SIGHS.]
No, I mean, what are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be on some sort of cruise ship by now or something? Oh, shit.
You actually believed me? [SCOFFS.]
I needed a place to crash, and I know your door's always open.
I wuv you, big brother.
Nick! Get up for school, please! And what the fuck was all that noise about last night? Long story.
Nick! Did you hear me? Yeah.
What? Get ready for school, please.
Yeah, I'm ready, Dad.
Oh.
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES.]
[SIGHS.]
Hon, Nick's ready to go to school.
Uh, I'd take him, but I got a regular this morning.
You never told me where.
Where what? Where you hid our bundles of joy.
[CLANK.]
It was a bitch to jack up.
And for the record, they're Fonso's bundles of joy.
[SIGHING.]
I know, I know.
Hey, Linda.
[LAUGHS.]
Hi, Marty.
How are you? Ugh I can't.
Oh, it's open.
Thanks.
[CAR DOOR CLOSES.]
Good morning.
Good morning.
What? That's what I'm wondering.
What's going on in there? Can we just go? No.
Honey, I want to talk to you about last night.
I'm gonna be late.
Well, I'll write you a note.
You must be pretty pissed off.
You think? Well, I don't blame you.
I would be, too.
I know how upsetting it is to move, especially in the middle of the school year.
I mean, Christ, my mom moved me seven times in eight years.
But your dad and I talked about it, and we're not going anywhere.
Great.
We done? I guess we are.
[SEAT BELT CLICKS.]
[ENGINE STARTS.]
[BREATHING DEEPLY.]
The Hanged Man?! What?! I die of autoerotic asphyxiation? [CHUCKLING.]
No, Marty, I told you.
The images of the tarot are not literal.
The Hanged Man tells me that you're at a crossroads.
Ugh.
What a week I've had.
Tell me about it.
Well, first, the scuttlebutt at the studio is that my baby, the project I'm developing, is in the proverbial shitter.
Then the other night, my on-again/off-again boyfriend text-dumps me from our favorite bar-cade.
Oh, and then Cap'n Fluffs had a seizure! Your dog? - My cat.
- Your cat.
And now he's on meds that cost $30 a pop.
And the final insult, Charlie, is that all this stress has made me go temporarily blind in one eye.
Where are you? Can't see you.
Oh, I don't know.
There you are! That is a lot of crossroads.
- [SIGHS.]
- You know that the Hanged Man can also indicate that you are neglecting your spiritual self.
Whoa.
What's up with that? It means different things to different people.
It's It's part of all of our lives.
There's something that you need to, um, focus on.
I'm not gonna even ask what that one is.
The Five of Swords.
It can be both a beacon of hope and a dire warning.
Oh, God.
When reversed, it speaks to recent losses.
Losses that have hit you very hard.
No shit, Sherlock.
There's more.
Though you are in a state of unhappiness due to others, only you can pull yourself out.
[MARTY'S VOICE.]
What if I fail? I mean, what if I can't pull myself out? [INHALES SHARPLY.]
Uh, you have to.
You have to.
Let's keep going.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS IN DISTANCE.]
[KEYS JINGLE, GATE OPENS.]
Marks, Rita W.
Hold on.
[SNIFFS.]
Has this cell been serviced in the last 24 hours? This is absolutely unacceptable.
Mrs.
Marks, I'm so sorry.
Get her cleaned up, return her personal effects, and bring her to me as quickly as possible.
Take care, Sharon.
I do hope your mother's chemo goes well.
Thanks, Rita.
Right this way, ma'am.
Ah.
Sit, please.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Have a muffin.
These here are gluten-free.
I made them myself, so I know they're good.
It seems you're not a court-appointed attorney.
You don't appear to be a policeman, so you are a baker.
[LAUGHS.]
Not if you ask my son.
I- I-I think his exact words were, "This sucks, Dad.
" Teenagers, right? Please try one.
You must be starved.
I know all about starving.
Mm.
That's right.
You grew up in the slums of Belgrade.
Birth name unknown.
Birth date unknown.
Is it polite to ask a woman her age? Married in what is now Serbia in 1967 an arranged marriage to your cousin, one Tibor Marks.
You make it sound so romantic.
[CHUCKLES.]
Uh, you and your husband immigrated to the U.
S.
in 1972 on what were most likely forged papers.
Uh, ended up in Phoenix, joining a Romani crime family there, led by one Joe-sip "Big Jim" Turner.
"Yo-sip.
" "Yo-sip.
" That is how you pronounce it.
Sorry.
"Yo-sip.
" Uh, your son, Alfonso, was born in 1976, the same year that you and Tibor relocated to the greater Los Angeles area to start your own crime family.
The Marks family and its associates currently run a series of fortune-telling establishments, as well as being implicated in various home-repair and distraction thefts, insurance fraud, burglaries et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
Little of that is my concern, nor my jurisdiction.
But an LAPD Psychic Fraud Task Force recently uncovered evidence of interstate wire fraud.
That is my concern.
Oh.
You don't work over there at all.
You work over there.
Foster Hilburn, Assistant U.
S.
Attorney, Central District of California.
As you probably surmised, we've been building quite a RICO case.
Three states, six crime families the Turners, Rankos, Millers others.
Pending charges include racketeering, money laundering, wire fraud, identity theft You want me to betray my own people? Seems pretty obvious.
They betrayed you first.
I think I'll try one of your muffins.
Top of the line is our Monarch Collection.
Steel construction, Pearl Crepe interior.
Available in a variety of colors, including Going Home Blue, Sacred Heart Red, and Lakers Purple and Gold.
That one.
Um that's our Lady Guadalupe model.
Mm-hmm.
White finish with gold highlights, meant for ladies.
Um we have some more, uh, masculine color schemes.
Was the deceased an avid hunter or golfer? Did White Tony have a favorite color? White.
Ah.
Indeed.
Then let me recommend the Lady Guadalupe.
[CHUCKLES.]
Why be gender-specific in - Oh.
Hey, hey! Hey! - these modern times.
Don't you dare eat on the sofa! Give me that.
Let it go.
Stop! Wash your hands.
Do not touch this.
My God.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS.]
Simza, dear.
I don't suppose you have the password for the Wi-Fi.
You kidding me? Tony never told me shit.
It's "WhiteTonysWifi.
" Really? Thank you.
Mrs.
Ranko.
Yes, what is it, Sophie? A gadje at the back door.
Wants to pay his respects.
You got balls coming here.
I'm here to give my condolences.
You're gonna need condolences after your stupid magic trick.
The families were to be united.
You opened an old wound and tore us all apart.
Simza, it wasn't me.
Your husband rest his soul orchestrated that.
He wanted to hurt Fonso.
And who gave him that idea, huh? You.
You give me way too much credit.
Do I? So, who do you think really killed my Tony? Rita? I don't know.
I'm not sure.
Fonso? If he did, there's not enough evidence to arrest him.
Thank you for these.
You're a nice gadje.
Respectful.
You're the boss.
I was the boss's wife.
Now I'm the boss's mother.
[CHUCKLES.]
Tradition, right? - Jun-Bi! - Jun-Bi! Good.
Now bounce.
And punch.
And punch.
"Jun-Bi" with a punch.
Ready? - Jun-Bi! - Jun-Bi! - Jun-Bi! Good! [WHISPERING.]
LaLa.
LaLa.
Kick some ass.
Yeah.
[CELLPHONE BUZZING.]
Side kick! Good.
Back kick! Good.
Spin! Good! Good.
Yes.
Make some noise.
Huzzah! - Huzzah! - Good.
One more.
Yeah? Fonso, it's me.
I got a message for you.
Really? From Simza.
What? You saw her? Well, I work for her, remember? I'm at her house.
Oh.
And she asked about me? Yeah.
She's worried about you.
And there's more.
The Council it's calling for a kris about you.
They're holding you responsible for the bad blood between the families.
You you're coming, too.
No, I don't think that's a good idea.
Just tell them what you told me.
White [QUIETLY.]
White Tony.
It was all his doing.
Fonso, I cannot take your side on this.
You know that.
You be there.
[ENGINE STARTS.]
Dad, we're so late! It's okay, Mateo.
Just join in.
Just join in.
[SIGHS.]
[INSTRUCTOR TALKING INDISTINCTLY.]
You.
Yeah.
Thought you looked familiar.
I thought that, too.
Which one's yours? Front row on the end.
Yeah.
Side kick! - Yellow belt? - Upper cut? She's good.
Hook! And jab! Been coming here about a year.
Yours? White belt.
He's getting there.
And the bride last night? She yours, too? My oldest.
Congratulations.
Thanks.
We should talk.
After this.
Bring my Rolex.
Dinner! You're not eating with us? I told you I'm going out.
That's tonight? Then I'm going with you.
Tonight, we have pork Parmesan with linguine, grilled asparagus, and arugula salad.
Bon appétit.
Where's the vegan option? Vegan option? [CHUCKLES.]
I'm kidding! God! Don't mess with the chef.
I need to do this alone.
Don't worry.
Stay here.
I got to go change.
[SIGHS.]
[SIGHS.]
[GROANS.]
You really didn't think I'd just do as I'm told, did you? Actually, no.
[GARAGE DOOR OPENS.]
[ENGINE STARTS.]
You know what? I don't need you fuckers anyway! You always needed me more than I needed you! That doesn't sound good.
I'm I'm embarrassing myself? You're a fucking embarrassment! You saw something, didn't you? Your vision thing.
Maybe.
- Fuck you.
- [DOOR OPENS.]
Fuck all of you! [DOOR SLAMS.]
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
They banished me.
Said I'm unclean.
Like a stinkin' gadje.
They won't let me see my kids ever again.
That's crazy.
This is tradition.
One must accept the ruling of the kris.
There is no other option.
Ma.
Yes, Fonso.
I'm out.
With little help from you, I must add.
I'm marime.
I expected this.
I shouldn't even be talking to you.
But don't worry, Fonso at least about Drina.
I'll protect the grandchildren.
Stay here.
What the fuck? I am sorry to interrupt.
I won't be long.
I want to tell a story.
Rita.
Maybe this isn't the time.
Oh, no, it is the perfect time.
We are all here, representatives of the West Coast families, and it is a family story that I want to tell.
It is about the old country Serbia.
Tito was in power, the government was totally corrupt, Roma oppressed, and a local official accused my husband of a crime he didn't commit stealing food.
Stealing food was a capital crime during those hungry years.
False accusations like that happened all the time, and, of course, I understood that it was the official who stole the food not my husband, Tibor.
Anyway, he was arrested beaten tortured thrown into a cell left there for dead.
I was frantic.
I cried all night.
I didn't know what to do.
I knew that I had to save him.
I knew that I had to save my family.
So I went to the official.
I went down on my knees and begged.
I said, "Please, please spare my husband.
" I even gave my body to him for the sake of my family.
But once the official signed the order rescinding Tibor's conviction, I took my father's hammer and opened an ugly hole into the official's skull, and then I took my husband's carving knife and cut his organ and fed it to the stray dogs of Belgrade.
I did not kill your husband.
But I'm capable of it.
The Marks family accepts the ruling of the kris.
My son, Fonso, is banished.
And Simza's son, Little Tony, and my granddaughter are married.
But I want to help this poor Simza during these trying times.
I will move in into this new home with my granddaughter Okay.
Okay, that's enough.
- to steward her - Thank you very much.
- to teach her how to be - No, no, no, no, no.
- a good Roma wife.
- No.
Thank you, Rita.
This is a noble sacrifice.
Josip.
Let this proceeding come to an end.
[MURMURING.]
[SNIFFS.]
[GRUNTS.]
You okay? Yeah.
Yeah, I'm okay.
I just I thought I heard something.
Go back to sleep.
[GROANS.]
Linda, you know we can't.
Not even just 100 grand? Not even 100 grand.
Was what happened tonight at the kris, was that was that what you saw? I thought it might be.
But it wasn't.
So it might still come true? [SIGHS.]
I really don't know.
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
[GROANS.]
[KNOCK ON DOOR.]
Who is it? [POUNDING ON DOOR.]
Ugh.
Fonso.
Don't.
He already knows we're here.
Yeah? Get out your cards.
I want a reading.
I thought you didn't believe in this sort of thing.
I don't.
But you're the real deal.
[CHUCKLES.]
And I need to know.
The tarot can't predict the future, but it can help you choose a path point you to signposts along the way.
[GUN THUDS LIGHTLY.]
Turn over the fucking cards.
The Tower, reversed.
Tell me what you see.
More danger ahead loss, destruction life collapsing around you.
Next card.
The Magician reversed.
Someone is trying to take advantage of you, - manipulate the situation.
- Manipulate the situation.
Let's go.
[SIGHS.]
This is the Judgment card.
Like most tarot, the image is symbolic, its meaning dependent - on the next and final card.
- The next and final card.
Get to it.
[VOICE BREAKING.]
Tell me what you see.
Tell me what you see.
You can't piece things together.
[GUN COCKS.]
You can't control the things around you.
You are capable of spiteful action.
You're quick to rage.
And you're not to be trusted.
You fight against tradition, and yet you refuse to change.
[GULPS.]
[SNIFFLES.]
[GUN THUDS.]
[SNIFFLES.]
You're telling me It's what the cards say.
[SNIFFLES.]
This is bullshit.
[GUN COCKS.]
Where's my fucking money? [CREAKING, WATER SLOSHING.]
[GRUNTS.]
$1.
7 million in sequential bills, so you'll have to launder them before you can use them.
Until then you got company.