Kingdom (2014) s03e07 Episode Script

1 Mr.
Wheeler.
Detective Fromm.
Hey, we have someone in common.
Jesus, you had a fucking night, huh? I need to know that you were in fear for your life.
I was in fear for my life.
Just two fucking Velociraptors pulling a midday shift.
Unbridled.
I beat the fucking life out of him.
What'd Alvey say? He said I'm lucky I didn't break my hand.
Looking out for your career, right? His his, too.
- His, too.
- It was a home invasion.
My father fought.
My grandfather.
You wanna be a Kulina, you gotta learn how to handle yourself.
It's in the DNA.
- Kayla.
- Hi! - What are you doing here? - Well, I wanted to see the fight.
You need to go home.
Your fight, man.
I want you to drag this cocksucker to the deep end and drown this motherfucker, okay? Faggot.
- Nothing.
- What'd he say? Nate Kulina.
[Car engine purring.]
[Turn signal clicking.]
[Horn blares in distance.]
[Clicking stops.]
[Cellphone ringing, vibrating.]
[Ringing stops.]
Hello? Yeah, this is him.
Yeah.
He is.
[Sighs.]
Is he hurt? No, no.
I'll I'll I'll come down.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
The one by Rose? - [Police radio chatter.]
- [Gears shift.]
[Sighs.]
All right, I appreciate it.
I'll I'll be, uh, I'll be right down.
[Surf rolling.]
- Thanks for the call.
- Man: Yeah, thanks for coming down.
- So we threw a blanket on him.
- [Sighs.]
- We also found a needle in the cab.
- [Flashlight clicks.]
Jesus.
Great.
Jay? - [Knocks on tailgate.]
- Jay, come on.
Wake up, son.
- Jay.
- Can you just turn the light - Can you turn the light off? - [Flashlight clicks.]
- Need help getting him home? - What? - No, I'll get him home.
- All right.
- [Jay coughs.]
- Thanks again.
- Yeah, have a good night.
- I really appreciate it.
[Clears throat.]
[Tailgate clacks.]
[Horn blares in distance.]
You want me to come in? No.
No, I'll just be a second.
You sure you don't want to keep some for yourself? For what? Well, I hate to be the one to break this to you, but how 'bout some new fucking clothes, eh? - [Chuckles.]
- You wear the same shitty things every day.
Yeah.
Yes, I'd like to make a donation, please.
Man: You're in the right place.
Would you like to direct the money to any specific services? - Like what? - Emergency shelters, transitional housing for teens, addiction counseling? Uh, wherever it helps, I guess.
Just kind of spread it around.
Mm.
And how much will you be donating today? Um, $5,000.
Wow.
That's, uh, that's that's very generous.
You all right? Yeah.
What happened to your face? Are we good? Yeah, just leave your name and information.
We'll send you a receipt so you can write it off.
No, I-I'd like it to be anonymous, please.
You should take the tax break.
I just wanna leave the cash.
Yeah? Thanks.
Do I feel good? No.
But you're only as sick as you think you are, Doc.
You start thinkin' about your pain, and then your mind slips.
And then you don't know if you're hurt or you just think that you're hurt.
You become weak.
You start identifying with frailty, and then before you fucking know it, you are a sick guy.
But you're still in pain.
Yeah.
Doctors haven't found anything? [Scoffs.]
Doctors.
Canceled all of 'em.
Imbeciles.
Fucking doctors.
They don't tell you anything.
I'm not living that fucking life, sitting in waiting rooms.
Nobody has any answers about anything.
[Sighs.]
I mean, if it's just pain I gotta deal with, that's I can do that.
I mean, I've I've fought hurt my whole life.
But, Alvey, if there's a medical condition, it it needs to be diagnosed.
Why? What what if there is? What? It's only dyin', right? [Laughs.]
My son Jay's not doin' too well.
[Sighs.]
His girlfriend left him, took the kid.
It's his fault.
He knows it was.
But threw him off course a bit.
[Sighs.]
Sucks, too, 'cause he was he was doin' good, you know? He had a family, he had a job that he hated.
He quit fighting.
That was a mistake.
The kid's gifted.
I wanna do something for him.
I wanna get him back in the gym, you know? I think he's got five good years if he still wants 'em.
I was a shit father.
But I think maybe, as a man, I can I can do something, you know? Why do you think he quit in the first place? He resents it.
Resents me.
We're very similar.
He's more emotional than I was, but he hates his father, just like I did.
Typical shit.
Have you talked to Jay about any of this? He won't talk to me.
He won't really even look at me.
I don't blame him.
[Exhales slowly.]
He's gotta be careful, though, man.
He's getting older.
And at some point, Doc, you are what you are.
[Buzzer.]
[Man speaks indistinctly over P.
A.
.]
[Door clanks.]
[Speaking indistinctly.]
Hey.
Hey, Ryan.
One sec, Ryan.
- [Handcuffs clink.]
- Ohh.
[Inhales deeply.]
- [Speaks indistinctly.]
- [Laughs.]
[Exhales deeply.]
[Laughs.]
Pick up your phone.
- Can you hear me? - Yeah.
Hey.
Hi.
Um, I shaved my beard.
I can see that.
And guess what else? I have something else to share.
What? I am no longer the penis on the fruit guy in here.
What? Like, because I'm I'm known for murder, it's like I've shed the whole penis fucking avocados thing.
It's like it never even happened, Ryan.
Yeah.
I mean, you did fucking kill two people.
I know, and it's so much better now.
I can't even begin to tell you.
I feel safe anywhere except racial violence, which we are all subject to.
Well, now you know how to defend yourself.
You know how to fight, right? - [Daps window.]
- Yeah.
- Grr.
- [Laughs.]
It sounds like you're doing all right, man.
Well, they finally got me on the right medicine.
That helped.
How are you? I'm good.
Just really wanted to see you.
I miss having you around.
- Really? - Hell, yeah.
We had fun, dude.
We did.
We had We sometimes had too much fun, Ryan.
Yeah.
I do wish that I had gotten on this medication a long time ago.
I wonder what my life would be like, you know? Yeah.
[Clears throat.]
Yeah.
Well, I-I want you to know that you're not alone in here.
You're my brother, Keith.
I love you.
You understand? I love you.
And I'm gonna visit you all the time.
Okay? I'm not forgetting about you.
Ryan, I will I will be here forever.
- Then - Like, a long time, Ryan.
We'll be sitting on these phones in our fucking diapers, I guess, 'cause I'm not leaving you.
I'm not leaving you, dude.
Hey, walk me through your day.
Um Okay, so I wake up in the morning, but I don't poop at my normal time because that's when Garza poops.
And Garza is a shot caller.
But you could beat him up, Ryan.
He's strong, but you could beat him up, for sure.
For sure.
- [Kettle whistling.]
- We don't need him.
[Knobs click, whistling stops.]
Everything's going smoothly.
[Sighs.]
Well, who is he? I hate those guys.
You hate those guys! Oh, yeah, I'm sure he is.
We don't need supervision.
[Music playing in distance.]
Fine.
Yeah, we'll be here.
Yes, I'm fucking mad.
Goodbye.
[Sighs.]
Girls! Living room now! Kayla.
Kayla! Come in here, please.
I just got off the phone with Terry.
He's doing better, but he's gonna be in the hospital a little while longer.
In the meantime, a new guy's gonna be moving in here with us.
Why? To supervise.
Kayla: Why? We're doing fine.
Because it's what Terry wants.
And it's not up for discussion.
Well, what's he like? Is he, like, cool? I don't know.
His name is Cody.
And we're all gonna make the best of it, so go straighten up your rooms.
Let's make a good impression.
Huh.
[Siren wailing in distance.]
[Rock music playing.]
[Exhales sharply.]
Hello.
Hi.
I'm looking for Lisa Prince.
Why? Well, you're not by any chance Lisa? That depends on who you are.
I am Jeremy Johnson.
With Khalis Capital.
We're the guys that bought King Beast.
I've been sent here to find the woman who took us for a million dollars.
Yeah, sorry about that.
Is there somewhere we can talk? Look, I'm not opening up Alvey's deal.
No, I'm here on new business.
[Bell dings.]
[Rock music playing loudly.]
Garo said it was Arab money.
Mm-hmm.
We're based in Dubai.
You ever been? No.
I like to drive and vote and shit.
No, you're thinking of Riyadh.
But we have offices in New York and London, if you prefer.
Look, my bosses, they weren't happy with the fee you negotiated for your fighter, Alvey.
We feel he was worth a quarter of that.
He's worth what he's paid.
Well, he doesn't get close to that without you.
Look, Lisa We don't see a future for Garo Kassabian at King Beast.
Okay, Garo's a friend of mine.
I understand, and he's a nice personality.
But the fact is, you took him to the woodshed.
See we wanna grow the sport.
We wanna compete with Bellator and even the UFC.
And to do that, we need someone who knows how to get a deal done in this business.
He built that promotion from the ground up.
Yeah, and we paid him well for it.
See this is about our future, a future we would love you to be a part of.
[Door opens.]
My bad.
Yeah? Wanted to let you know I'm here.
Okay.
Yeah.
Hey, buddy.
Hey.
Dominick Ramos.
- Jeremy Johnson.
- Thank you, Dom.
[Door closes.]
I'm sorry.
I have to cut this short.
Okay, no, I understand this is awkward for you.
It is.
But you're not taking anyone's job.
It'll be you or someone else.
It won't be Garo.
My cell is on that card.
I'd love to continue this conversation when you're ready.
- Pleasure to meet you, Lisa.
- You, too.
[Door opens.]
[Door closes.]
So have you thought about what you're gonna do? [Seabirds calling.]
About what? About the guy calling you a faggot at the fight.
I'm gonna ignore it.
Solid plan.
I'm kidding.
Your brother knows, your mom knows.
Will Cat's out of the bag, isn't it? Your dad's gonna hear about it one way or another.
Tell him before someone else does.
I get it.
Do you? Yes.
Good.
'Cause it's gonna happen.
Hey, look, I'm not saying your dad's gonna bake you a fucking cake, but it's gonna feel better than you think.
You don't even know the weight you've been carrying.
I promise you, okay? Wilderado: I'll be holding you In the morning light Ooh, ooh - [Rock music playing loudly.]
- [Groans.]
[Inhales deeply.]
Hmm.
- Carla.
- Hey.
How you doing? Where's Shelby? Uh, she's home.
I'm filling in till she has her baby.
Hmm.
Is there a trash back there? - Yeah.
- Oh, thanks.
Mac: Oh, hey, buddy.
What's happening? Mackles, how's Shelby doing, man? [Sighs.]
She's all right.
She's on bed rest.
It sucks.
- Oh.
- She'll be okay.
- [Sniffs.]
- I'm glad you're here, though.
I need to wrestle you.
Real hard.
Look at this.
- Mm-hmm.
- I can roll.
I need to get around you like a boa constrictor.
[Groaning.]
Just get all nuts to butts on you.
- I gotta talk to Alvey first.
- Give me a second.
Unh! - Okay.
- Ohh.
- You you'll come back here? - Yeah.
Hey, Mac, get your kit out.
What do you need? I need the Chinese menu.
I'm coming back to fucking life.
What up, Juan?! Muscles.
Alvey: Come in.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- [Door closes.]
- How you doin'? [Inhales deeply.]
Matza matza.
You wanna die? - Some day.
- I'm fucking serious.
Do you wanna die? 'Cause the cop found a needle in the truck.
That was an old needle.
Cut the shit, Jay.
I didn't tell the cops to call you.
Hmm? Here's the deal.
I want you here, okay? You need to be here, but no fucking needles.
You fuck with that shit, it's gonna kill ya.
Yeah.
I know you don't give a shit what I think.
I know that.
But don't do this to your brother.
Okay? Now I think you got another run at this, you get your shit together.
I believe that.
Is that it? Yep.
Just get with Lisa.
She's got a plan for you, all right? Come over here.
Shake my hand.
Go get some work in.
[Clears throat.]
- [Engine revving.]
- [Rap music playing.]
[Dog barking in distance.]
[R&B music playing.]
[Woman singing indistinctly.]
- Hello? - [Bag thuds.]
Hi! Are you Cody? Yeah.
What's your name? Kayla.
Kayla.
Terry didn't mention you.
I'm kinda new.
- Where were you before? - Florida.
- With who? - Just myself.
- Ugh.
- Hello.
You must be Cody.
I'm Christina.
Hi.
Take my bag in my room.
[Refrigerator opens.]
[Bottles clink.]
How many girls do we have now? - Four.
- Who's the freshest? Kayla.
She came here a couple of weeks ago.
Hmm.
- [Inhales deeply.]
- [Bottle thuds.]
Couple weeks.
[Exhales deeply.]
A couple weeks ain't that fresh.
[Opens, taps case.]
- [Closes case.]
- [Sighs.]
All right.
I'm-a go take a piss, and then you and me, we need to sit down, go over the numbers, see who we're cuttin' loose.
You've been keeping track of that shit, yeah? - Of course.
- Okay.
I wanna see their social media, too.
And [Cellphone rings, stops.]
[Dog barking in distance.]
Who's calling you? Nobody.
Terry give you that phone? No.
I pay for it myself.
Mm-hmm.
Where's my bathroom? Back there to the right.
[Sighs.]
Oh, shit.
[Crow cawing.]
[Cellphone rings, stops.]
Hey, it's me again.
Uh, do me a favor and give me a call when you get this.
I wanna tell you about what happened last night, okay? Call me.
Bye.
Yo.
Yo.
You're late.
What are we doing today? [Strained voice.]
You tell me.
I follow you, Coach.
- Oh.
Is that right? - Yeah.
Well, we were gonna watch some tape and then get in the cage and work a bit, but now we only have time for one, so what's it gonna be? I'd rather get in the cage.
[Grunts.]
Tell Juan to glove up.
I'm sick of sparring with Juan.
Jay's here.
I'd rather work with my coach, go over a game plan, but it sounds like you're done for the day? I've been here all fucking day, brother.
[Grunts.]
Where you been? I'm here.
I'm ready to work.
What are we doin'? Glove up and meet me in the cage.
- Yes, sir.
- [Grunts.]
Victory is reserved for those who pay the price, gentlemen.
Lisa: What the fuck? Mm! - B12.
[Grunts.]
- In the ass? Ohh.
I offered the arm.
Yeah, I don't wanna be tender, Lisa.
Mac and I are about to roll.
Yeah, okay.
All right, all right, all right.
- I gotta take a shit.
- Is it an emergency, Mac? - Yeah.
It's a - I'm ready to go.
Okay, it's about to be.
I'm pushin' cotton.
- Lisa: Let the man go.
- Thank you.
Hurry up, will you, please? Like, 20 minutes.
[Sighs.]
That is not healthy.
He eats like a jumbo catfish, Lisa.
Did you talk to Alvey? I did.
[Sighs.]
And? You think you can handle it? - [Can fizzes.]
- [Sighs.]
Jay, I can pay you $900 a week to teach classes, but you gotta show up.
I thought you had Dom for that.
Yeah, he's not long for this world.
Ryan seems to have a real thing for him, though.
Well, Ryan doesn't pay him, I do, and I'd rather pay you until I can get you a fight.
But I never said I was gonna take a fight.
Yeah, I know.
But we can just see what's out there.
I know Garo would kill to have you.
You can always turn it down.
Is that a yeah? "Yes, Lisa, - and thank you so much.
" - [High-pitched voice.]
Thank you so much.
- "You're the best manager ever.
" - You're the best manager ever.
Welcome back.
- You smell like cigarettes.
- [Chuckles.]
[Bottle thuds.]
Hmm.
This shit's pretty flat.
They've all been steady.
Steady? [Grunts.]
Okay.
What's the deal with this Kayla chick? She's new.
Guys really like her.
Really? Why do her numbers suck? She just needs to do more shows.
- She fucking lazy or what? - No.
She's just a little green.
Uh-huh.
Kayla! What's up? Hi.
Will you turn around for me? You like to fuck? Yeah.
You like a big cock.
I don't know.
Oh, you don't know? Well, how big? Nine inches.
No fucking way.
That's huge.
- It's not that big.
- Yeah, it is! There's no way I could take that.
I mean, I don't know, unless you, like, really helped me.
She's adorable.
How the fuck is she not making bank? Well, she's doing fine.
No.
Turn around.
Look at that ass.
Look at that ass.
She should be killing it.
She's only doing Platinum from now on.
Wait, really? Fuck, yeah.
You're about to make some real fucking money, baby.
[Whispers.]
Finally.
[Giggles.]
You wanna take me back, show me your room? Yeah, you wanna see it? - I think I probably should, yeah.
- Okay.
Hey.
We're getting a new girl tonight.
So look at the list and figure out who's leaving.
- We're cutting someone tonight? - Next girl up.
- Mac: Oh, you're so tiny.
- [Jay groans.]
- Ohh, no, fucking fat, Mac.
- Ugh.
I'm actually the lightest I've been in about a month.
- [Grunts.]
- Fine.
- [Groaning.]
- [Kissing.]
- No, no, no.
- Ah! No, no, no.
[Grunts, groans.]
Damn it! - What? - Shit! Ah! Oh, shit.
[Sighs.]
- [Grunts, chokes.]
- Aw, shit.
Jay: Yeah.
Yeah.
[Mac coughs.]
[Groans loudly, coughs.]
And man conquered giant.
- Get off.
- Ladies, no cameras.
[Groans.]
Ahh.
That sucked.
[Coughs.]
- [Groans.]
- [Grunts.]
[Both groan.]
[Alvey speaks indistinctly.]
- What are you giving him? - [Breathing heavily.]
You can't ask me that.
For pain, not the other shit.
Alvey: Okay.
Come on, move, move, move.
This guy's good.
He's a good fucking boxer.
I'm giving him some Percocet and a shot of Toradol when he needs it.
Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up.
Come on.
Come on! Get serious.
What about the liquid morphine? See how you're getting frustrated? I want you to frustrate him.
Same thing.
I want you to frustrate him.
Hey.
Hey.
He's in a lot of fucking pain.
[Speaks indistinctly.]
Whoa! Easy! What the fuck, you trying to take my head off? Ryan: Does anyone here want to actually fucking work? Get fucking serious! Who wants to fuck I am fucking serious.
No, you're not serious! - All right, who here wants to go? - What the fuck are you doing? [Downtown Boys' "Wave of History" playing.]
Who wants to fucking go?! Huh?! Who wants to fucking go? Who wants to scrap, huh? Let's go.
Come on, come on.
Come on! Who wants to go?! Huh? You done? Are you done? - Let's go.
Save your breath.
- Let's go.
Let's go.
Ah! Time, Coach.
- [Cage rattling.]
- Time! - Hey, hey.
Time! - Hey, boys! - Hey! Hey! Hey! - [Grunting.]
- Alvey! - Stop, Ryan! Ryan! Get off him.
Get off of him.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Hey! Hey! No, no! Where you going? Get off of me! - Ryan: Come on, fucking bitch! - Is that all you got?! - Hey, hey, hey.
- Is that all you got, you weak fuck?! You're the one No wonder why you You're so fucking weak, I can't even feel you, you fucking pussy.
Get off me.
Get off of me! - Is that how you train? - Fucking jump on top of me?! You're going through the fucking motions! There's no fucking plan! - You're a fucking head case! - Hang on! You gave me a bunch of fucking generic shit, bro.
You're a fucking head case, - My son beat the shit out of you! - You fucking has-been.
Fuck you.
You little bitch! Fuck this! - [Shouts indistinctly.]
- Get out of my gym.
- [Shouts indistinctly.]
- Talk like you come from someplace.
Suck on my fucking dick.
Don't talk like you come from someplace.
Come over here! Alvey, kneel on your fucking knees and suck my fucking cock, you bitch! You don't have a cock! Jay and Mac: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! [Shouting over each other.]
Get him the fuck outta here! - [Shouts indistinctly.]
- No.
No, no, no.
- Alvey: I'll fucking kill you.
- Jay: No.
No.
[Monique crying.]
[Door slams.]
Is Monique leaving? Yes, she is.
That sucks.
She'll be fine.
Who's the new girl gonna be? I don't know.
We're picking her up tonight.
Do you know what, like like, type she is? She's Cody's girl.
[Sighs.]
I have no idea.
Does she look like me? I don't know.
We're just gonna have to wait and see.
We need, like, a black girl.
Like, we don't we don't need, like, a girl that looks like me.
Kayla I don't know what decisions he's gonna make.
Do you think I'm safe? You're safe tonight.
I'm I'm taking off.
Okay.
Fucking Ryan, I mean I don't know what the hell's wrong with the guy.
Nothing's changed.
I give him all my time.
[Sighs.]
I think he has someone in his ear.
Dom? - Really? - Yeah.
Huh.
You wanna handle this or should I? No, he's my fuck up.
I'll handle it.
All right.
Let me know if you need anything.
I will.
Just focus on your fight.
Ryan'll get over it.
Yeah.
Hey, who was the, uh, who was the suit you were talking to today? Uh, Jeremy Johnson.
He works for the company that bought out Garo.
Oh.
Everything cool with my deal? Yeah.
Your deal's closed.
Yeah.
You're gonna get paid.
Yeah.
I-I mean, I don't wanna make it all about me.
No, of course not.
He just came by to introduce himself since we have two fighters who are headlining his card.
- Two? - Fuck.
One.
Sorry.
- Huh.
- You are so fucking sensitive.
- Yeah.
- You are headlining.
- We are all very clear about that.
- Great.
Yes.
- And I am fucking sensitive.
- Oh, I know.
I'm a fighter.
Yeah.
What what are you doing right now? Let's let's go grab a drink.
No, thank you.
- You sure? - Yeah.
I'm good.
All right.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Okay.
[Hums.]
Black House, American Top Team, Team Alpha Male, fucking AKA, but I don't I don't even listen to them.
They all want me but I don't even listen because I'm fucking loyal.
You left for for Jackson, right? That was a long time ago.
Hey.
Hey, listen.
Alvey the coach - Here.
- Thanks.
Alvey the coach, he knows that his gym ain't shit without you.
But he's not thinking that right now.
He's training for a fight.
That's where his head's at.
How do you feel when you're in camp? - [Siren wailing in distance.]
- You fun to be around? - No.
- No.
You're a cocksucker, right? You're a motherfucker.
Dude, you're irritable, you're stressed, you're about to walk into a fucking cage, and you're about to go to war, right? Yeah.
Buddy, that's where Alvey's at.
He's not your coach right now.
He's a fighter.
Now having said that, you're not getting the coaching or the attention that you deserve.
I'd love to help with that.
You wanna be my coach? No.
No, no, no, sir.
No, sir.
Buddy, Alvey's your coach.
Alvey's your coach.
I just wanna, you know cover up all the loose ends.
You know, make sure everything's buttoned up.
Know what I mean? Maybe that could work.
Yeah? Hey, right? I mean little touchy, you know what I mean? I don't give a fuck about politics, man.
I got a fucking fight.
I agree.
I agree.
I'm thinking that if if if you wanna you wanna have a conversation with Lisa, you know, I-I think that that that could help.
I mean, I'd do it, but you know it can't come from me.
It can't come from me.
Either way, I got I got your back.
You know that, right? [Punching, shouting.]
You're so bad at this.
Ah, I'm so bad at this.
How about you [Speaking indistinctly.]
Hey.
Bad idea.
[Laughs.]
- Will: Just can't figure how to shoot.
- Man: Aah! - Hey.
- [Clears throat.]
[Door closes.]
Gentlemen.
[Pauses game.]
- [Sighs.]
Give me a minute.
- Yeah.
- [Thud.]
- [Sighs.]
[Groans, sighs.]
[Bottles rattle.]
Hey, I heard about last night.
[Refrigerator closes.]
I fell asleep on the beach staring at the night sky.
It was not a police matter.
I need you to get your shit together.
My shit is together.
Could be so much fucking worse right now.
I'm gonna tell Dad, and I need you to be around for that.
Can you do that for me, please? I can.
No more fucking shit up.
- No more disappearing.
- I will be there.
Full stop.
[Dogs barking in distance.]
[Pills rattle.]
Jay, it's me.
You took something out of my bathroom that I fucking need, and I want it back.
Call me.
Call me! - Fuck.
- [Touchscreen clicks.]
Well, I prefer natural.
Enzo? [Laughs.]
Uh, yeah, the same place off Lincoln.
Ryan: [Laughs.]
Wait, mine or yours? [Laughing.]
- Wait, what? - [Door closes.]
[Speaks indistinctly.]
You walking me to my fucking car or something? Yeah, dude.
I'm a gentlemen.
- Were we on a date? - [Speaks indistinctly.]
I'm feeling a little sensitive.
[Laughs.]
[Laughs.]
You can't be sensitive in this business, bro.
- Hey.
- [Car door closes.]
- Fuck you doing? - [Sighs.]
What's really going on with you and Lisa? [Siren wailing, dog barking.]
What do you mean? It's just a lot of weird energy with you guys.
She was The protein thing, she was upset.
Yeah.
And we [Stammers.]
We sorted we sorted it out, yeah.
No, no, this is there's more than that.
Like, I'm not fucking blind, dude.
Don't do that.
Just But don't lie to me.
You should ask her.
I'm asking you, man to man.
Something happen? I didn't know about you guys.
Did you fuck her? We were both shit-faced.
It was a it was it was a one-time thing.
One-time thing.
The minute that I knew she was yours, I fucking killed that shit.
And I feel I feel fucked up right now.
Yeah, don't.
No.
No, it's a long it's a long time ago.
[Stammers.]
I-I just would never have have done you that way.
- You know what I mean? - Forget it.
Honestly, you didn't know.
- [Groans.]
- How would you know? Right? - Fucking mistake, though.
- You didn't know, man.
- It was a fucking mistake.
- You didn't know.
We're good.
- We're good.
[Laughs.]
- Yeah? Yeah, dude.
Fucking [Speaks indistinctly.]
Dude I just wouldn't let Alvey know just 'cause of the baby, man.
- They've been through a lot.
- No, no.
I-I-I know.
My bad.
Oh, you do know about that? Yeah.
But you didn't hear about me and Lisa? No.
No.
No.
All right, man.
Drive safe, brother.
[Chuckles.]
[Car door opens.]
Woman: What'd you have in mind - for tonight, baby? - [Car door closes.]
Everything.
Oh, good.
I charge a grand for that.
- [Chuckles.]
No, you don't.
- [Laughs.]
How much do you have? - Me? - Mm-hmm.
I have $400 right here, cash.
[Scoffs.]
The agency takes $300, baby.
- I'm not fucking for $100.
- Oh.
- Mm.
- It's all I got.
There's an ATM down the street.
- An ATM? - Mm-hmm, with money.
Oh, fuck, man.
[Whispers.]
I want to.
- You do? - I do.
[Whispers.]
I do.
All right, $600 for an hour.
And I'll buy a bottle of wine.
- Red - Mm Red or white? Champagne, but only because I like you.
Nick 13: How long can this journey go on? Will I find the place I'm meant to go? Will dreams fall down around us Just like the winter snow? Another year has come and gone [Sighs.]
Will my luck hold for one year more? [Exhales slowly.]
I think of how far that I've come And what's been left behind - [Mouths word.]
- When will they Carry my body down? Oh! Sorry.
Wake the fuck up, man.
- When will they - My bad.
It's all right.
- Carry my body down? - All you.
Uh, Comanche and Magnums.
Will they take you from the river After I've jumped right in and drowned? Will they find it on the battlefield On the spot I stood my ground? Yo, hey.
Let's go.
- [Car door opens.]
- Where's the champagne? - Ah, they didn't have any.
- [Car door closes.]
- [Engine starts.]
- Oh.
[Gears shift.]
You doing okay, baby? - Yeah, I'm good.
- Good.
- You? - Yeah.
[Tires screech.]
- You in a hurry? - Uh, little bit.
[Engine revs.]
I searched to find what I have lost And that which I've never known And when I find that I'm gone Are we following these people? What did you say your name was again, sweetheart? - Rachel.
- Rachel.
Rachel, sweetheart, listen here you go.
You're officially on the clock.
Take that.
Why the fuck are we following these people? I want you to do me a favor find a station that you like and don't talk.
- [Scoffs.]
- Carry my body down? When will they Carry my body down? Will they cut it from a hangman's noose After the sentence has come down? Will anyone be there to mourn A villain's passing to the gr [Music stops.]
[Car doors open.]
[Car doors close.]
[Speaks inaudibly.]
Is that her family? [Sighs.]
Hey.
[Line rings.]
[Ring.]
Hi, this is Christina Fuck.
- [Cellphone thuds.]
- What the fuck am I doin'? [Exhales slowly.]
Is there somewhere I could take you? Um, maybe we should Let's just go back to the hotel.
Christina: I left my phone in the car.
I'm just gonna go get it.
[Cellphone dings, vibrates.]
[Touchscreen clicking.]
Come on.
[Cellphone chimes.]
[Cellphone dings, vibrates.]
[Sighs.]
[Cellphone thuds.]
Aren't you gonna go say something?