Shut Eye s02e08 Episode Script

1 Previously on "Shut Eye" This shit is military-grade.
We killed a fuckin' gunrunner.
- 50 down, 100 on delivery.
- 125 on delivery.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS.]
Scoot over.
Who you textin'? Friend from school.
Li'l Tony is not yet of age to contribute to the household.
You want the Council to restore Fonso? We want a kris to take this request into consideration.
Mm-hmm.
[SHUDDERING.]
My visions, they're gone! I haven't had one in a month.
I didn't pursue you because you can see things.
I pursued you because you have talent.
- And I'm in on the con.
- Second row to your right.
Car accident.
She was driving.
She may have lost her son.
How far along were you? Five months.
Oh, damn! [CLOCK TICKING.]
[SPEED-BAG THUMPING.]
- Mm.
- [THUMPING CONTINUES.]
- [GRUNTS.]
- [BED CREAKS.]
[THUMPING CONTINUES.]
[THUMPING CONTINUES.]
What are you doing?! I was just getting in a few licks before sunrise.
- Where'd this come from? - Sports Authority.
- I mean - Just part of my new regimen.
- For your new venture? - For just my general wellbeing.
[BREATHES DEEPLY.]
- Okay.
- Honey, I know.
You might be worried about Maggie's influence, but I'm not.
You just seem so different all of a sudden.
Different how? You don't seem like you.
Maybe it's the new me.
New and improved.
Maybe it's not you at all.
People can change, honey.
You don't have to be threatened by it.
I'm not.
[BREATHING DEEPLY.]
I need to meditate.
Oh.
Sorry.
For your new regimen? Yes.
Yeah.
There's coffee in the kitchen.
Ah.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.
[MELANCHOLY TUNE PLAYS.]
[SPLASH.]
[THUD.]
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooooooooom.
[SHIMMERING TUNE PLAYS.]
[SITAR PLAYS.]
[DING!.]
[GASP.]
[SPEED-BAG THUMPING.]
Oh.
Sorry, sorry.
Did I wake you? - [PANTING.]
- No.
Bad dream.
I can stop if you want.
- Knock yourself out.
- Okay.
[THUMPING RESUMES.]
[SUSPENSEFUL CHORD STRIKES.]
Tickets, tickets.
Has anyone seen my boarding pass? - Uh, the printer.
- No, it's not there.
Hey.
Gotta eat your breakfast.
You're gonna be late.
- I'm done.
- I don't think so.
- Eat something.
- I'm done.
Let's go.
Gotta over some stuff with your dad first.
What is this tomorrow at 3:00? Uh, interview.
Dowser.
Uses a divining rod to find water.
I know what a dowser is.
Why do you need one? Did you forget to pay the water bill? I think he might be a new source of revenue.
We're in the middle of a drought.
Drought's over, Dad.
That's what the fake news says.
[VEHICLE HORN HONKS.]
- Please.
- Oh, where are these tickets? In your back pocket? Oh.
- Don't be nervous.
- I'm not.
Don't lie to me.
You're gonna kick it in the ass.
[PROLONGED HONK.]
I want you to.
Thanks.
Mom! [SIGH.]
- Morning.
- Morning! We're late.
- So are we.
- Hey, where's my kiss? [SMOOCHING.]
- Safe flight, honey.
- Nick.
- What? - Be good.
Bye.
So, this is what an all-American, happy family looks like? All-American, happy-ish.
Hey, don't be so nervous.
It's gonna go fine.
- Huh? - Look at you.
You got this.
You want something to worry about, worry about our upcoming transaction.
- You mean? - Yeah.
- Pssh! - We have to load up tonight.
Tonight? I thought that wasn't until the end of the week.
I can't load up tomorrow.
Mateo is in a school play.
Okay.
Oh, come on.
Shit.
You better get outta here.
All right.
Hey, good luck.
Welcome.
Big Jim! Sorry.
Josip.
This is it.
Great, isn't it? Huh? We got everything.
Mini-mart, dojo.
Sports bar.
Pawn shop.
Pawn shop's closed temporarily.
Latin Tax.
Whatever you can I understand you have a psychic call center.
Right this way.
[TELEPHONE RINGS.]
- That's impressive.
- Thanks.
Oh.
Cigar? Shitty cigar.
What do I expect from a piece of shit like you? Well trying to improve myself.
Ha! Why bother? You were born a piece of a shit.
You're gonna die a piece of shit.
God, I miss your father.
Tibor knew how to run a family.
Did it with class.
He did it with panache.
Do you even know what that is? No.
No, not really.
Heh.
What do I expect from a piece of shit? [RING.]
[RING.]
[SPITS.]
You think I got a chance, Josip? - With the Council? - [SCOFF.]
I don't fuckin' know, and I don't fuckin' care.
And it's a shitty cigar.
Just one second, okay? A few minutes.
No, the other location.
I know they're confusing.
I'll I'll I'll text you that address.
Okay, yeah.
Okay, bye-bye.
I've been waiting forever.
I had to drop my kid off at school.
Well, where's Charlie? - He's out of town.
- [MUSICAL RINGTONE.]
What now? - - [BUZZ.]
You gonna let me in, or what? What was that about? I thought you were banished.
I am.
For now.
Trying to work my way back in.
What about Fonsuardo? The fuck? You and Eduardo.
You know, like Brangelina.
Hm.
Well, that particular relationship has been fruitful, but, it's more than that.
I've been putting good into the world, hoping to get some back.
I know.
Doesn't sound like me.
Maybe it's the new you.
New threads, new attitude.
- I need a favor.
- Charlie's not here.
Not that kind of favor.
You mind taking a look? See if this is gonna work out for me? I don't need to look.
You're putting good into the world.
Good will come back to you.
You think? People can change.
I guess so.
I mean, look how different things are between us now.
Things can change very quickly between people, if you're open to it.
Jun-Bi.
- You see Drina at school? - Yeah.
I saw her across the lunch room.
Is that okay or am I supposed to run when I see her? - I didn't say that.
- [CHIME.]
Who you textin' with? I'm just gettin' the math homework.
- Ah.
- Yeah.
[LAUGHING.]
Must be some pretty funny math homework.
Well, no, no, no.
This is just Jimmy.
He's a funny guy.
- So, when does Dad come back? - [SCOFF.]
- You must really miss him.
- Okay, if you wanna know, Dad doesn't bug me about my texts.
He should, 'cause bugging you is actually trying to protect you.
Uh-huh.
Sure.
Yeah.
You're the responsible one.
Hey.
Watch it.
[THUDDING.]
- Hey.
- Hey.
Were we supposed to go for a hike? Yeah, three days ago.
Don't you have math homework? Yeah? And you missed our hike last week, too, and the week before that, and I was avoiding you.
Yeah, I'm wondering why.
I guess I was avoiding having an honest conversation with you, which didn't work.
So, I'm gonna try the opposite now.
Deductive reasoning.
I like it.
I have this bad habit of fucking up the good things in my life and you have been good to me, so of course, I'm gonna try to fuck it up.
I don't want to hurt you.
You won't.
I've already tried.
Yeah, so don't try again.
'Cause, um, I've missed you.
I missed you, too.
I don't want to lose you.
As a friend.
You won't.
For the next few hours, anyway, because I am gonna make you dinner.
- Really? - Yeah.
Stage left, row 4.
Ginger gentleman.
- Yeah.
- [MURMURING.]
What's your name, friend? - Gavin.
- Gavin, tell me about this.
I guess I've had a lot of stress at work.
Lots of people hate their jobs, [CHUCKLING.]
Gavin.
- Why not quit? - I have to work.
No one has to do anything.
It's a choice.
You choose to work to feed yourself.
You choose to work to feed - Wife and daughter.
- your wife and daughter? Yeah.
We have to own our choices so we can understand why we make them.
You're right.
And I don't hate my job.
I hate my boss.
Boss Randall.
Hold tight.
Got it? Perhaps it's because he reminds you of your father.
- Mm.
- Mm.
[MURMURING.]
Tell me what you really want, Gavin.
- I-I want a new job.
- Are you sure? A new job? 'Cause you just said you like your job.
Gavin, a friend of mine told me a story about a 6th-century monk, Benedict of Nursia.
And you know monks they kneel, they pray, and they make beer all day.
- [LAUGHTER.]
- This monk decided one day that it was impossible for him to live a virtuous life in the fallen Roman Empire.
So, he makes a monastery and he secludes himself there.
Doesn't that sound awesome? Just walk away, someplace new? Start over? None of your baggage.
None of your mistakes.
It's tempting.
No fuckin' way.
You've got rent.
You've got a family.
You've got responsibilities.
You can't leave.
You stay.
You tear it down.
You build someone better.
And your asshole father; and your asshole boss, who reminds you of your asshole father? They're all excuses! Sure, they make it hard, but mostly they make it easier for you to quit on yourself and I'm not gonna quit on you, Gavin.
I'm not gonna quit on any of you, as long as you do the work, but it's not my job to do the work for you.
- Sorry.
- [LAUGHTER.]
- I'm here to keep you honest.
- [THUMPING.]
You tell me, Gavin, are you ready to build someone better? - I am.
- Are you gonna build someone better? - I am.
- Make me belive! I'm gonna build someone better.
Say it like you fuckin' mean it! [CRYING.]
I'm gonna build someone better! - [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
- That's what I wanna hear! [CHEERING AND APPLAUSE.]
Great work today, Charlie.
It was way too hot in there.
I TOLD YOU: I need it to be sub-zero.
When I sweat, the earwig moves around too much.
We kept it cold.
It's just the bright lights of stardom.
The afterparty is still onstage, as far as we're concerned.
Ugh! Can you give us the room? May I have my phone back, please? You missed a call from your wife.
Doesn't she know when you're onstage? There's never a bad time for my wife to call me and I need to call her back.
Ooh, so tense! But it doesn't show onstage.
You were a fucking rock star out there today.
I knew you had the presence to fill that space, like David Copperfield.
He made the Statue of Liberty disappear when I was a kid.
You're gonna play all the big spaces, Charlie.
You are going to play Madison Square Garden.
[DOOR OPENS.]
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[CLAP.]
Showtime! [UPBEAT TUNE PLAYS.]
Hi.
Thanks for coming.
- Oh, do you mind? - Yeah, sure.
[LAUGHING.]
All right.
Sure.
There you go.
Can you please wait? - It's Gavin.
- Yeah, I know.
- All right.
- I'll see you in here.
- All right, great.
- All right.
- Now - All right, ready? Tell me - Mmm! - Mm-hmm? Who [LAUGHTER.]
- Is holding it - Concentrate.
- Hey! - Who has it And who has not Don't analyze.
- Don't process.
- If any one of you - Have got - Just take in, and then - Jody.
- When the blinds are rolled up - Thank you.
I've been - The sky - Waiting for this all night.
- Is bright and clear Oh.
Ooh.
You call that a Sazerac? Stay right there.
Don't move, mister.
- Excuse me.
- [LAUGHING.]
Uh-oh.
Here we go.
- Sparks sparkle - Yeah.
You've lost it - Skosh? - All [CHUCKLE.]
Hey, hush down You must chill the glass.
- Don't say it loud - A cube of sugar.
- Like I wanna say to you - Two dashes of Angostura.
- Hey, hush down - Three dashes of Peychaud.
Don't say it loud A healthy ounce - of rye.
- Like I wanna say to you - Hint of absinthe.
- Hey, hush down Don't say it loud Like I wanna say to you Press - Hey - your lemon.
Hush down Don't say it loud Prime the glass.
But I wanna say to you Ohh.
Let's build a better drink.
[LAUGHTER AND APPLAUSE.]
Who's next? Who's next? Trouble.
It happens.
Yeah, you don't want a call from the cops.
I think every parent, and speaking to this, at least once maybe, - Mom.
- If they have a son Okay, let's hear one of your stories.
The sky is bright and clear That Maggie, - she really is something.
- Lightning flashes Something, indeed.
Moment passes - Sparks sparkle - Oh, oh, okay.
- Is this a good one? - Yeah.
Um, superhandsome, old movie star.
Come on, Nick.
Will you help me with this? - I don't know who this is.
- No, not What do you mean you don't know who this is? - Montgomery Clift? - Yes! - Done.
- Don't say it loud You next? Like I wanna say to you Hey, hush down - Don't say it loud - Excuse me.
Like I wanna say to you Okay.
Hey, hush down Don't say it loud - Oh! - Like I wanna say to you [THUMPING.]
Hey, hush down - [LAUGHTER.]
- Don't say it loud - Cowboy.
Cowboy.
It's a Western.
- Yes.
- Yeah, uh, it's a person.
- I have to pee.
Uh, I have a pregnant-lady bladder.
Sorry.
[LAUGHTER.]
- She's cool.
- She is.
- This is very good.
- Sparks sparkle Moment passes - Hi! - What? - Charlie, may I have a word? - Ahem.
Sorry, might take him away for a second.
- Charlie, come.
- Yeah.
- Moment passes - Come on.
- [LAUGHTER.]
- Hey.
We had so much fun.
Thank you.
No, it was my pleasure.
[CHUCKLE.]
Good night.
[KISS.]
[DOOR OPENS, CRICKETS CHIRP.]
[BEEP-BEEP.]
That was fun.
That was fun! [LAUGHING.]
I'm glad.
- Ohhh! - It is good to see you - having fun.
- It's good seeing you, Maggie.
- Good night, Charlie.
- Good night.
Good night.
- Oh! - [FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING.]
[CLICK.]
[DOOR OPENS.]
Ohhh! - [SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE.]
- [DOOR CLOSES.]
Aw, fuck it.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING.]
[CLICK.]
[TRAFFIC WHOOSHES.]
The receiver and the microphone.
It's voice-activated, so all you need to do is talk into it right before you go out and mingle.
I admire your ingenuity, but I don't think that Josip will sit down at the kris and confess to a crime.
We don't, either.
Oh! You are afraid I'll tell the Council I'm under surveillance.
He said you were a sharp one.
Why would I betray you now? How do I know you haven't been betraying us all along? You're a career criminal who wants me to suddenly trust her like she's a Girl Scout.
Whatever she is, she's smart enough to play it straight with us.
One fucking con artist who's willing to lie to a bunch of other fucking con artists.
You're about that much better in my book.
Were you a Girl Scout, Agent Sims? I sold more Tagalongs than any girls in my troop.
Well, do you realize it is the same kind of pyramid scheme? - Okay, eh, eh, - No, no, no, no.
There's no let's refocus here.
Look I'm rooting for you, but, don't be confused about which side I'm on.
Okay, if you're done with your lecture, I'll go home and help Simza get prepared.
You wouldn't want me missing too long.
Hey.
He thinks you're smart enough not to forget the jewelry, or to tamper with it, or find yourself not at home and miss it altogether.
'Cause you'll know; you'll find out.
I understand.
I'll be very careful with my bespoke jewelry.
And be careful in general.
These people are killers, you know.
[LAUGHING.]
Of course, I know.
I'm one of them.
Welcome.
Please make yourself at home.
[KISS.]
Have a drink.
Or three.
- Simza.
- Welcome, Josip.
- Lovely as ever.
- Ah.
I suppose we'll begin when the head of the house appears? Of course.
He's coming right down.
Piece of shit.
Where the hell's your husband? The Emo King? He's bummed about something.
He's pouting by the pool.
- Okay, you keep welcoming them.
- Mm-hmm.
Hi.
- Tony.
- [CRYING, SNIFFLING.]
Tony! - What? - "What?" You're embarrassing me, okay? And not just me, the whole family.
I just don't see the point.
In bringing Fonso back into the family? I don't care about him.
Then what's the fuckin' point you don't see? I'm supposed to be the head of the family, and I can't even do fucking math! I will help you, sweetie.
I always do.
Can you help me with my wife? Because she doesn't love me.
And you know what? I don't think I love her.
But we're married and I've got a wife and a job and everything else all set out for me for the rest of my life.
I fucking suck at it all.
[MELANCHOLY TUNE PLAYS.]
It's gonna be okay.
Yeah? How? It's gonna be okay.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING.]
[RATTLING.]
Testing? Testing? Uh, this is, uh, a con artist with a message for a certain special Girl Scout.
Go fuck yourself! - [KNOCK AT DOOR.]
- [GASP.]
[JEWELRY RATTLING.]
Yes? Grandma? Everyone's here.
Oh.
You look so beautiful.
- You, too.
- Aw.
- I like your necklace.
- Oh.
Oh, this old thing? [CHUCKLE.]
Grandma.
- Thanks for doing this.
- Oh, don't thank me yet.
First, we have to convince the Council that your father has changed.
And, hopefully, he has.
[CHUCKLE.]
Let's go.
[INDISTINCT CHATTING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS.]
[CLINKING.]
[LAUGHTER.]
Yes.
Where's the head of the family? You're lookin' at her.
I meant Anthony Ranko II.
Li'l Tony is in his room.
Like the other little children.
That's where he belongs.
And I am here with you, where I belong.
- Simza - You're gonna let me have my say.
Now, I have sat in the back of a million of these, keeping my mouth shut, because I didn't think it was my place.
Well, this is my place now and I am fuckin' done being the boss' wife, the boss' mother.
I am the fuckin' boss and I am here to tell you fucks what's what! Now I need a solid earner to get my corporation back on track and I have a house full of kids who need a father.
There is someone just outside who fits both fuckin' bills.
Now, whatever else you want to say about him and trust me, I could say plenty he has got his shit together now and he loves his kids.
Well this is pretty unusual.
[LAUGHS.]
Fuckin' A, Big Jim.
[HORNS HONKING.]
Go for the hockey puck.
Stage right, front row.
Seat 5.
This has some stories to it.
Been bounced around a lot.
- Can't seem to sit still.
- [LAUGHTER.]
No, really, that's what I'm feeling.
Cold feet.
What's your name? Elizabeth.
Liz.
Tell me what's on your mind, Liz.
I'm in love.
I'm feeling you're not happy about that.
What's the significance of the hockey puck? Um, we were My fiancé and I were at a Sharks game.
It got deflected into the stands.
And he caught it with his catlike reflexes? - He ducked, and I caught it.
- [LAUGHTER.]
[LAUGHING.]
Oh, no, I feel so bad.
He's the sweetest, nicest guy in the world.
But not a hockey player.
Not a hockey player.
Parents split when she was three.
Mum remarried a younger man.
They moved away.
What are you afraid of, Liz? You were right.
I am in love, but not with him.
I was afraid that I would never feel real love but now I am and I'm afraid of hurting him.
The sweetest, nicest guy in the world.
[SNIFFLE.]
You are hurting him, by not being honest with him.
And, if you're already hurting him, what's the sense in hurting yourself, too? But you haven't answered my question.
What are you afraid of? That you'll end up being just like your mom? She left your dad, didn't she? - Yeah.
- And he was also the sweetest, nicest guy in the world, and you don't want to be just like her.
[SNIFFLING.]
You're not her.
I know that because you're here.
You're trying to build someone better.
But to do that, you have to be brutally honest.
Don't be afraid of looking selfish.
We're all selfish.
It's human nature.
It's not bad.
No, no, no.
Th-That's not it.
What? What are you truly afraid of, Liz? Now that I feel it, true love, what if I can't have it? What if, now I know what I'm missing and I have to live without it? Are you okay? I haven't got any more.
You're gonna find true love in your life, Liz.
You're more in control of it than you think.
You need to go out and get it for yourself.
[APPLAUSE.]
[APPLAUSE.]
Let's keep going.
You have to be quicker on the draw.
I was halfway across the wrong side of the room with those earmuffs.
And, please, do not chat with me.
Yes, sir.
And your phone, sir.
Your wife called again.
I'm gonna hit the hay.
I am exhausted, being on my feet.
I'm used to doing this sitting down.
I thought you were a magician.
When I was 12.
Get some rest.
[THUDDING.]
[MUSICAL RINGTONE.]
- - [BUZZ.]
- - [BUZZ.]
Nora.
Hey, I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
[CRYING.]
Linda, I think that something's wrong.
- What is it? - I don't know.
- Uh, but it hurts.
- Did you call your doctor? [CRYING.]
Unh-unh.
Can you just come here? Call your doctor.
I'll be right there.
[KNOCKING.]
I gotta run out.
Why? What is it? I got a sick friend.
You can call Vicki if you can't get me.
I can be alone.
Dad leaves me alone all the time.
You should probably stop ratting out your father.
Keep your phone charged, okay? [BLOOP.]
[DOORBELL RINGS.]
[WATER LAPPING.]
- [BEEP.]
- Nora, it's me.
It's open.
[DOOR OPENS.]
Oh.
I'm okay.
- You're okay? - Yeah.
- Here.
- Um, I, um I spoke to my OB and she said that I can just come by in the morning.
- Did she say what it was? - No, just that she wasn't too concerned because it went away, and that I could wait 'til the morning.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry to drag you out of bed like this.
It's okay.
Would you stay the night? Oh, I-I-I don't know.
Please? I don't want to be alone.
Of course.
Of course I will.
I can just sleep right there, on the couch.
[LAUGHING.]
Oh, my Don't be silly.
Come on, I can keep my hands to myself.
- I'm sure you can, too.
- [CHUCKLE.]
[CHUCKLE.]
[BEEPING.]
Hi, Charlie.
- [DOOR CLOSES.]
- Oh, whoa.
Um You're Liz, right? You remembered.
How'd you get in here? I bribed the maid.
Don't be mad at her, though.
I was very persuasive.
Uh, you need to put your clothes back on, and, uh, we can have a little talk maybe.
[LAUGHS.]
Didn't you say that there's no shame in being selfish? - It's human nature? - [SIGH.]
So, I'm being honest about what I want.
And, Charlie, it's you.
You're the real love that I feel.
Okay, Liz, I don't want to hurt you.
Don't threaten me with a good time.
Okay, there are lines you don't cross, and you're crossing several of them right now.
- Then what's one more? - Okay, Liz - [BEEPING.]
- Liz.
Okay.
[HOARSELY.]
Liz.
Okay.
Unh.
That is enough.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
You let her get on top of you? Hell, you let her in the room.
She bribed her way in! So? Did you leave when you first saw her? - No, you engaged.
- [LAUGHING.]
He tried to help me.
He was trying to save me.
There are two fuckin' crazy women in this room.
Thank you, Liz.
That'll be all.
Pleasure working with you, Charlie.
[GASP.]
Are you fucking kidding me? Is this some kind of sick lesson?! It was a vivid and essential lesson.
One mistake like that will cost you your career.
- Wow! - Charlie, women throw themselves at Paz at every retreat, but he believes he is a righteous man.
You, you know you're a sinner.
You are a fuckin' control freak.
- You need to be beyond reproach! - You don't own me.
You need to avoid even the appearance of impropriety! I don't belong to you! I am your partner.
And only one of us knows how to manage - this kind of career.
- Agh! Care to guess which one? - I want you outta here.
- [VEHICLE HORN HONKS.]
- I want you out of my life! - [HONKING.]
[MELLOW TUNE PLAYS.]
I found a new meaning The oldest words in use Now I no longer ask myself "What have I got to lose?" - Thanks for staying.
- What if I'm unworthy of Of course.
The power I hold Over you? Hm.
[CHUCKLE.]
Time before was wasted With you Life is not long Enough To wrap you in my arms Babe I hope they'll be Strong enough [STRINGS PLAY DISCORDANT NOTES.]
You're right to be angry with me.
My time before was wasted With you, life's just not long enough I'll wrap you in my arms, babe Good night.
Good night.
See if they're strong enough What if I'm unworthy of The power I own [OUTRO CRASHING.]
[ZIPPER SCRAPES.]
[BIRDS CHIRPING.]
[ALARM BEEPING.]
[CLACK.]
Mm.
Hey.
- Hey.
- Oh.
I didn't want to wake you, but, I have to get back to Nick.
Of course.
Of course.
Thank you for staying.
I really appreciate it.
It means so much to me that I can count on you.
You know, you're such a good friend.
Just returning the favor.
[CHUCKLE.]
- I'll call you later.
- You better.
[WHIRRING.]
I mean, they said noon, right? Yeah, noon.
- I mean, they're late! - Yeah, they're late.
[CLACKING.]
What the fuck is that? My gun.
We agreed no guns.
You agreed no guns.
Mama Bustamante didn't raise an ese dumb enough to come to a meet like this unarmed.
We agreed no guns.
Those were the parameters.
You don't think Cordero's gonna be packing? He's buying guns! Why would he have guns?! He's a businessman, like us, okay? We made a deal.
Let's stick to it.
All right, partner.
I'll put it in the glove compartment.
Jun-Bi.
[METAL CREAKING.]
[COMPARTMENT THWACKS OPEN, CLOSED.]
What the fuck? You think that's them? Or some kind of fucked-up field trip.
[SQUEAKING, GRINDING.]
[METAL GROANING.]
¡Vamos! ¡Agárren todo y vámonos de aquí! Sorry.
Where's our fuckin' money? [COCKS SHOTGUN.]
The fuck are you doing? Tryin' to go green, motherfuckers.
IT'S LIKE MY KIDS SAY: "Reduce, reuse, and recycle.
" Get on your fucking knees.
Go fuck yourself.
Ah! [THUDDING.]
Ah.
[METAL GROANING.]
You won't fuckin' do this.
No, I won't.
But the homie with the shotgun will.
Unless I get some truth.
Now, where the fuck is Caygeon? I TOLD YOU: he's gone.
Who the fuck are you? His supplier? 'Cause that's what you told me, that I wasn't gonna be dealing with any middlemen.
Just soft-around-the-middle men.
[LAUGHTER.]
[SPITS.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS.]
Yoi Devla, del prikaza Cordero, benga rakle.
What the fuck was that? You're fucked.
It was a curse.
A Gypsy curse.
On you, on your children, and on your children's children.
A ver si tu maldición para esta bala, gitano.
Sure.
Go ahead.
Kill us now.
Never enjoy another good night's sleep until it's your fuckin' last, or we go ahead with the deal as planned, and all is forgiven.
Forgiven? [LAUGHING.]
Who the fuck are you, hm? You wanna know who I am? I'm Roma, motherfucker.
Fonso Marks of the Gypsies.
And you fuck with Gypsies Gypsies fuck you.
Forever.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CLIMBS.]
Mnh.
All right.
I asked a question.
I got an answer.
No hard feelings, right? Agarra el dinero.
[METAL GROANING.]
[EERIE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Here is fine.
Your house is a ways up the road.
[RAISING VOICE.]
Like I said, here is fine.
Are we really gonna act out some teenage farce? Maybe it's an adult farce.
You are a guilt-ridden mess and you are dismantling the better you I've been building! [THUD.]
Was last night a tuneup for the machine? Yours and mine.
I don't want to hurt my wife.
The only way either of us can hurt her now is by telling her the truth.
I'll see you Wednesday.
I'd like you to work on talking about yourself more.
It helps to build trust.
I don't know anything about you.
My case in point.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[CLOCK TICKING.]
[CLICK.]
[SINISTER MUSIC PLAYS.]
[MUSIC FADES.]
[MUSIC CLIMBS.]