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[phone ringing]

Yeah?

Lenny, this is Ricardo
from La Dolce Vita.

You must come
immediately.

Stevie D's dead.

You've been thinking
about treating yourself.

Just waiting for
the right moment.

That combination of
sportiness, style,

and reliability.

This is a car you
see yourself in.

Power and handling
for long drives.

Ah, can you believe
this weather?

I am not
leaving this pool.

[phone ringing]
This better be a girl.

Fuck, it's my dad.

Hey, dad.

What am I doing?
I'm getting ready

to meet with some
investors, why?

No, I don't want to
come in to the office.

Not today.

I gotta put
a suit on.

Jack's office?

Yeah, I'll be
there in an hour.

Bro, I saw that
commercial again!

I'm telling you, the
guy looks just like you.

Bobby, I thought you were
going to get me an agent

so I could do
commercials.

I'm working on it.
These things take time.

*

So what else do
you like to do?

You go hiking? What
do you like to do?

Uh, I'm sorry. I'm
right in the middle

of something if
you don't mind.

When you get out of
here what do you do?

You do yoga? We
should do some yoga.

We'll get
a private,

spread it out
a little bit.

I'm flooded with
work right now.

I can't figure
out why I haven't

seen you
around LA.

Uh, because I grew
up in Connecticut,

because I went to college
and then to law school-

Don't you think
given the closeness

of our families that
we should get to know

each other a lit- I'm
going to move this.

Mm, don't move
things, thank you.

You know, I
actually think

that's a very good
reason not to.

We represent your
father, I don't think

that would be in
anyone's best interests.

I am not
my father.

I have my own
business interests.

In fact, I'm looking
into investing in a club

right now and I
could use a lawyer.

Why don't you just come
out to dinner with us,

you can meet some
of the investors.

Tell you what,
bring that red pen

because it's
really sexy.

We could have like
a legal meeting.

What are
you reading?

No, no, no.
I'm sorry, no.

Listen, I
have plans-

Documents for
your father?

Hon, give us a
minute, will you?

Listen, I
tell you what:

I'm gonna take a card
and I'm gonna call you.

Daria...

D - I'm gonna
call you "D".

Yeah, don't.

Those for me?
-Yes.

Thank you.
-You're welcome.

Wow.

[phone ringing]
Hey, what's up?

Of course
it went fine.

Are you
going now?

I can be there
in about an hour.

Alright, cool.

*

Wanna come to Vegas
with me this weekend?

Maybe. I
gotta work.

I'm flexible, what
nights you off?

Let me check
the schedule.

Where's Mickey?

He's not here
on Tuesday nights.

It's kind of
slow, right?

Sundance.

Hey, when you
gonna dance for me?

Excuse me. Where's
your manners?

Can't you see
she's talking to me?

No. Go
fuck yourself.

What did
you say?

Kimi: Guys,
I got it.

Hold on a
second, okay?

Go back to
the zoo, guys.

It's cool,
relax.

[whispering]

Okay.

Can you cover
for me for 15?

Thank you.

Where you going?

He gave me $1,000
to dance for him.

Are you fuckin'
kidding me?

Now I can go to
Vegas with you.

*

Oh! It's Emily
fuckin' Post.

Hey, you good
at finance?

'Cause I gave her a
grand for a lap dance.

Heh.

How much do you think
it'll cost to get fucked?

Ha ha ha!

Ooh whee!

Am I good
with finance-

that's a good
one, you know?

[grunts]

That's where
you belong!

Ha ha!
[thud]

I'm outta here.
Come on, let's go.

Two days in Vegas,
that's all I'm asking.

-No.

You don't
like Vegas?

I don't.
Not at all.

Alright, well,
how about Cabo?

It's beautiful, it's like
you're not in Mexico.

Um, I have a lot of
work to do, so...

There's a client
out front for you.

Perfect.
Excuse me.

What's the
story with her?

She have a boyfriend
or something?

[phone ringing]

Shit, it's
my father.

Alright,
tell you what.

Anything you can
tell me about her

would be greatly
appreciated.

How many people
were with him?

Six or seven
I think.

Excuse me.
Can I help you?

Agent Harris,
Agent Shields.

We'd like to have
a look around.

What for?

Son of a crime
boss died.

Mysteriously.
In a strip club.

Look, we found
coke on him, okay?

Bartender said he was
drunk out of his mind.

No altercation
anyone can remember,

went to
the bathroom,

the floor was wet,
he bumped his head.

Good night,
sweet prince.

Sweet prince or
not, Detective,

I'd like to see the bar
receipts from last night.

If that's okay
with you.

Sure.

It's the redhead
with the big tits.

Okay, I'll take
care of it.

Okay, got it.

Len, give us
a minute, uh?

Yeah, Len.
Give us a minute.

Sure, Ange.

Alright, so what
happened last night?

What do
you mean?

Don't fuckin'
lie to me.

What happened at
that strip club?

You mean that?
That was nothing.

No?

No, we were at the club
having a good time.

This big shot was there,
he was all fucked up.

All over
the girls-

All of a sudden
you're a bouncer?

No, he got out
of line with me.

I saw him in the
bathroom. He bumped me.

I threw him up
against the wall

and I
walked out.

That's it?

Yeah, I threw him
into the stalls

and I walked out.
And that was it.

Yeah, well, he
cracked his skull open.

He died of a
brain hemorrhage.

What, are you
kidding me?

Not from me, I
saw him on the floor.

No, I'm not
kidding you.

I mean, if he did,
he deserved it.

The fucking
guy's a scumbag.

That was Nick
Grimaldi's kid.

Who?

Nick Grimaldi, one of the
biggest guys in Philly.

What, how was I
supposed to know?

I mean, he
was all coked up.

What was I
supposed to do?

You know, it doesn't
help that you get your

mail delivered to
that slut house.

Well, you gotta
do something, dad.

[sighs] You gotta
grow up. You really do.

I don't know what
to do with you.

I mean, I got you
running errands

around like
a messenger

because you don't
want to do any work.

All you have to do is
sit there and inherit

what I've spent
my life building.

But it's not
enough for you.

You want to
be a gangster.

You're only tough
because of who I know.

I'm sorry, dad.

I'm really sorry, but
I swear I didn't do it.

Yeah, well, they
think you did it

and they don't
need evidence.

Please, please just
get me out of this.

I promise I won't fuck
around anymore.

I'll do whatever
you want.

I'll learn the
business! Please.

[sighs]

[sighs]

You gotta
grow up, son.

I'll do everything I
can to protect you.

You know that.

So now just get
out of here, huh?

lay low for a
couple of days.

*

Listen, I brought you
two guys over here

because I want to
get this thing settled.

I want to hear
what's going on

and I want to
get it over with.

Is it okay
with you?

Yeah.

Okay with you?

[sigh]

My heart's broken
over this, Tony.

I agree this should
have never happened

and I'm
embarrassed.

But this was
an accident.

And let's be
honest here..

Nick's son was
under the influence.

He had
narcotics on him,

he was getting
rough with the girls.

Okay, okay, whoa.
Listen, Tony,

is he serious? I
mean, does he think

this is really
gonna help?

He comes all the
way from Pansy Town

and he calls my
dead kid a junkie?

Does he think
that's gonna help us?

Jesus Christ, Nick.

My kid is no angel, but
this was self defence.

Self defence - is he
fuckin' kidding me?

Self defense??

Alright, alright.

Let's just calm down
here, take a minute.

Did you have
something to offer him?

I got a big resort
going up in, uh,

in Tahoe and Nick can
have all the contracts

on the
California side.

That's not
good enough.

What about the
football thing?

Football thing..

I don't even have
that deal yet.

I don't know if
that's gonna happen.

I already got a
piece of the Eagles.

What the hell do I
want with a fuckin'

shit Los Angeles
football team?

Alright, Nick. Put
something on the table.

I want justice!

Come on. This
was an accident.

Be reasonable!

Be reasonable?
Be reasonable?

My son is dead!

He's dead.

Someone has
to pay for this!

Okay, Nick.

That's why I got
you here, okay?

I mean, I just want
to stop this and

stop the bloodshed
before it goes crazy.

Now this thing could
have been an accident.

Can we stop
saying "accident"?

It wasn't
a mistake-

look, he's lucky
I'm even here talking.

He's not part of this
thing of ours, Tony.

I can do whatever
the fuck I want.

I'm only here out of
respect for you, Tone.

This isn't working.

Wait a minute,
wait a minute.

Listen. We're
all friends,

we've known each
other a long time

and we're
all Italians.

This fucking guy?

Hey, hey!

This fucking guy, he has
the best of both worlds.

He hobnobs with the
politicians and the CEOs

and the press, but he
wants all the protection

that comes with
this thing of ours.

And me, I'm giving
my life to this thing!

And my little boy,
my son, my only-

He's gone!

[sobbing]

He's gone.. and he
will never be back.

And there is nothing
you could do or say

that is going to
make that right.

You could offer me the
whole fucking NFL.

That's how it is.

First time in my life
I was ever nervous

in a meeting. He was
hysterical, that guy.

Help me through this.
What are my options?

Maybe after
emotions subside-

In a hundred
years?

[phone buzzing]

Would you turn that
goddamn thing off!

You got 20 minutes
on your life

and you're
texting!

Stevie, this is
that commercial

I keep telling
you about.

That guy looks
just like you.

Who, that guy?

Yeah.

Yeah, he does.

You know that
guy gets paid

every time that
commercial runs?

Are you kidding?

I've seen this thing
like ten times today.

Yeah, as actors they want
to do series and movies

but you can make good
money doing commercials.

I told you I should be
doing commercials!

I'm serious.
Look at that guy.

Pop, isn't
that crazy?

Cut the crap.

I wish you saw what
I saw yesterday.

As Deputy Mayor I am
working very, very hard

to get the mayor
on board but

there is a process for
a project of this scale

that involves
many players.

It's a very fluid
process and the more

that Sacramento weighs
in, as well as the other

local interests, the more
pressure there will be

for a transparent
bidding process.

You're starting to
get on my nerves.

This is the ten thousandth
meeting we've had.

Who do you think
you're dealing with?

I've been paying you
and your people off

for five years to
get on this deal.

Now I'm going to
say this once.

When that stadium goes
up, I'm digging the hole.

If I'm not, I'm
digging one for you.

[clears throat]

Any news?

Nah. Stevie's
safe at the house.

Listen, Ange..
I've been thinking

about this thing.
It's a long shot

but we're running
out of options.

You know that guy in the
car commercial, the one

that all Stevie's friends
said look like him?

Yeah.

We find that kid
and we hire him

to play the role
of your son.

Hire him?

Yeah, look, we tell him
it's a business thing

or something, right?

We get this kid, we throw
a little money at him,

we set up an
apartment and a car.

We take Stevie,
we stash him.

We let this kid run
around town a little bit

send him to Vegas
if we have to.

Nicky makes a move
on him.. story over.

Hey, Len. Have
you lost your mind?

Have you thought
any of this through?

Suppose we convince
this guy to take this job

- whatever the
hell that is -

and we get
everybody to go for it.

How do we
bring Stevie back?

I mean, this actor
gets whacked...

a few weeks later
Stevie's back.

How long do you think
Nick's gonna go for that?

Ange, we live in the
plastic surgery capital

of the
fuckin' world.

He has a little work
done, we bring him back,

we sit him down and we
tell him "Look, kid.

This is how your
life's gonna be".

I mean, we're running out
of options here, Ange.

Nicky's a loose
fucking cannon.

We gotta do
something.

I have Jack Laurentis
on the phone.

Hi Jack.
How are you?

Hi Angelo.

Listen, I feel
a little, uh..

I feel a little silly to
call you about this but...

Jack, please.

It's about Stevie.
He's, uh,

he's coming around
the office a lot

and I know he's kind of
taken an interest in Daria

and, you know,
personally I got no beef

with Stevie
but, uh,

Daria's new to
LA, you know?

Enough said, Jack.
I'll talk to him.

Appreciate it.
Thanks Angelo.

It's good
you called.

Speaking of
Stevie, I, uh...

Angelo?

Um.. it's
nothing, Jack.

I'm sorry I bugged
you. Okay?

Are you sure?

Sure, we'll talk..
talk soon. Bye.

For your meeting
this afternoon.

Thank you, Donna.

Take a look at
this on TV...

Does that look
like my son?

Donna: Wow!
It really does!

Just like him.

But, you know,
I always thought

you had the movie
star looks, Angelo.

That's why
I pay you.

[phone buzzing]

This better
be good.

I can't say
things look good.

And I'll tell you
something, Ange.

He's as mad at you
as he is your kid.

[sigh] Tony, there's
gotta be something.

I'm trying.

Nick is a boss.

He could do what
he wants to do.

Thanks, Tone.
I'll be in touch.

Whew.

[phone ringing]

Yeah, Ange?

Find out all you can
about this actor -

where he's from, who
he knows, everything.

If I get into this thing
I don't want to find out

that he has an uncle
who's a DA in the Bronx.

[click]

Fourteen?

Nope.

Fifteen.

Good.

Don't count on
your fingers.

Put your
hands up.

[phone ringing]

I gotta get this.
I'll be right back.

You practice.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Max.
What's up?

Hey, kiddo.

Check your email.
We're hot today.

That's great,
what is it?

Commercial
audition.

Another
commercial...

National network,
plus cable,

plus internet -
not too shabby.

What's it for?

Dog food.

But it's organic,
very upscale.

I don't care if
it's radioactive

as long as it
pays. Confirm me.

Atta boy, kiddo.
Knock 'em dead.

Everything okay?

Yeah, sorry. I had
to take a quick call.

Well, could be
your big break.

Not this one, but
maybe the next one.

Okay, I'm back.

*

Hey, Carl.

Carl, there's a
car in my spot.

Every time I come
home there's like

three new cars
back there.

It's not me.
Sometimes it's not me.

You want to
find him?

Let's find him.

You look stressed,
come here.

Not today, man.

It's prescription!

*

Ange, this
is our guy.

Michael Rose,
age 33.

-Rose. He
Italian?

Yeah.

He hasn't done much
to speak of, though.

Here's his
IMDb page.

-His what?

It's a website.

Internet Movie
Database it's called.

Everybody in the industry
keeps a profile on it.

-Oh.

Alright, get this...

never been
married, no kids.

Lives in
Hollywood alone..

he doesn't even
have a girlfriend.

Here's the best
part, though.

He was an only child,
his mother and father

died when
he was a kid.

He was raised
by an aunt..

she died
a year ago.

-Jesus Christ.

So we're probably doing
this poor bastard a favor.

[laughing]

There's probably a
handful of people

in the world that know
this guy even exists.

Hey, what are
you doing here?

I thought they
wanted bald guys!

What's up, Chase?

What's up?

Nothing, absolutely
nothing. You?

Elizabeth
is pregnant.

Ah, man, that's great.
Congratulations.

Thanks, we're
pretty stoked.

Where have
you been?

You been MIA for
the past few months.

I'm just, you
know, laying low.

Why don't you come over
for dinner one night?

Elizabeth wants
to set you up

with one of
her friends.

No, I don't want to
meet anybody right now.

I'm broke, I've got
nothing going on.

I'm sick of LA, I'm
sick of everything.

What do
you mean?

I see your commercial
running constantly.

Yeah, well, I spent that
money a long time ago.

Just say the word and I
can get you temp work

at the office.

No, no, no.

Know what
you need?

Get out of town for a
bit. Take a vacation.

Yeah, I'll take a
vacation from being

broke and
unemployed.

Doesn't have to be
anything extravagant.

Just get away
from things.

Change your
mindset. You'll see.

[Next!]

I gotta go.

Give my best
to Elizabeth.

Great
seeing you.

I'm serious.

Do it.

Don't call me
'til you get back.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hi, Michael Rose?

Yes, who's this?

Yes, my name's
Lenny Cespuglio.

I am calling on behalf
of DiMarco Industries.

We're in the process
of casting a project

and we'd really like
a meeting with you.

How did you
get my name?

We saw your
commercial

that's presently
on the air.

Really? What's
the project?

Unfortunately that's
something we'd prefer

not to discuss
over the phone

but we would love to
have a meeting with you.

Well, I usually
take appointments

through my agent.

We would be
more than happy

to contact
your agent.

Uh, no,
that's okay.

Um, is there pay?

Yes, of course
there's pay.

Um, okay.
Why not?

Great. Let me give
you the particulars.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Max.
What's up?

Hey, another hot
day for us, kiddo.

That's great,
what is it?

New project.
Lots of potential.

Uh, TV? Film?

It's a brand new
internet show.

Oh, uh,
Amazon? Netflix?

Nah, nah. Straight
to YouTube.

Listen, Doris just
emailed you the script

and all the details.
It's noon tomorrow.

Okay, Max. I'll take
a look at it. Thanks.

[email notification]

"...it's Striker's
night again,

the door opens,
'what the fuck?'"

sp.

"What the fuck"
is right.

Where's the
rest of it?

[sighs]
Come on, Max.

[phone ringing]

Yeah.

Max, it's Michael.
I just saw the sides.

There's only
one line?

Yeah, but it's a
great line, isn't it?

And there's a whole
page full of action.

Yeah, he runs
out in the street

and gets hit
by a bus.

Come on, Max. I
mean, one line?

I could see that
maybe on a movie

or a good
TV show,

but a little nothing
project with no pay?

Maybe they'll
bring you back.

I get hit
by a bus!

I don't know what
to say, kiddo.

That's the part
they want you for.

Still want to
go in on it?

It's kind of
humiliating, you know?

I'm trying, kiddo.

Yeah, you know,
Max, I'm not a kid.

[sighs] Come on,
you know this town.

They like heat.

I just haven't been
able to get you hot.

I could cancel it if you
want. It's your career.

Yeah, it
sure is.

*

Come on!

[frustrated sigh]

*

I thought you'd
prefer a blonde.

What..
the fuck?

What the FUCK?

WHAT the fuck?

What the FUCK?

What the FUCK!

Hey, guys. No
improvising, please.

Just say the
line as written.

Please don't pull
out any weapons

in anticipation of your
impending assassination.

I don't want any
guns pointed at me.

Uh, Michael Rose.

Any questions?

Nope.

[beep]

Looks like it's
Striker's night again,

and the door
opens...

What the fuck?!

Great. Perfect.
Thank you.

This is
Michael Rose.

Michael...
Angelo Di Marco.

Good to meet you.

Nice to meet you.
Have a seat.

So.. do you
know who I am?

Not really. I
looked you up.

I know you're
in construction,

not entertainment.

How long you
been an actor?

About ten years.

Any good?

Am I any good?

Yes.

Ask if he
has a reel.

You got a reel?

Uh, yeah.

Um, I'm looking for a
very convincing actor

to play the
part of my son.

Is this a movie?

It's more like a real
life performance.

Ask him if he has any
improv experience.

Okay. Have you
done, uh..

Yeah, look, I'm not sure
what you're getting at

but I don't want to
do any reality TV.

No, no. This isn't
going to be on television.

Um, I need you to play
the part of the man

that's going to take
over my business.

In real life?

Yes.

I run basically a
family business.

I have one
son, Steven,

or "Stevie D" as he is
more commonly known.

My wife died
when he was young

and I wanted to
make it easy for him,

so unfortunately
I spoiled him.

He parties, he
stays out all night..

he's a wayward son.

Do you know
what I mean?

Yes.

And, um, we had
a disagreement

and he took off.

I don't know where
he is and if I did

I wouldn't be able to get
him back anyway, so..

He's doing this to
hurt me because I'm

involved in some very
serious negotiations..

hundreds of
millions of dollars.

As my successor he's part
of these negotiations

and for people
I deal with

stability is
a big deal.

Why would they take
a chance on me

if there is turmoil in
my family, my company?

I would say if he's
not that interested

in the business I
wouldn't want him

involved in
such a big deal,

but what
do I know?

Well, this is
about family.

Do you know
anything about that?

I don't, to be
honest with you.

Uh.. thanks.

This is my son.

This is your son?

Yeah.

I'll tell you,
even as his father

I look at
pictures of you

and I have to take
a second look.

Do you really think I'm
going to be able to fool

anybody who
knows him?

I'm not asking you to
go to a family reunion.

All I need is for
you to be seen.

I'll get you an office
here, a place to live,

a car,
expense account.

We can even
probably come up with

some company every
now and then.

All I need is
for you to

play his part
uninterrupted.

I mean, I would think
that's an acting role

that someone
would die for.

Why don't you
just cut him off?

Once the
money runs out

he's gotta come
back, right?

I would like to do that
but I need him now.

He knows that.
He's no dummy.

Okay, I just
gotta ask again.

This isn't some reality
TV bullshit, right?

Because, one, I don't
want to do that, and two,

I'm a union actor and if
I'm gonna be in something

in TV or film
it's gotta be legit.

Listen, I swear
on my wife's grave

it's not going to
be on television

or in the movies, and
as far as unions go,

as long as
you're with me

you don't have to
worry about unions.

And when this is
said and done,

we have a ton
of contacts

in entertainment.

Well, how long would
you need me for?

A month, unless
my son wises up

and comes back,
I don't know.

I don't know... A
month is a long time.

Did Lenny talk
money with you?

Well, he said
there was pay.

Yeah. How about
a hundred?

A hundred
bucks a day?

No, a hundred
thousand.

A hundred- a hundred
thousand dollars?

Plus expenses.

Not a nickel out of
your own pocket.

A hundred
thousand dollars?

Yeah, sure.

And I tell you what,
I'll also throw in 25

to your
favorite charity.

Do you have a
favorite charity?

Yeah. That'd
be amazing!

All I ask from
you is that

no one knows
about this.

While you're
working for me,

no contact with
friends or family.

I need someone who
can go completely

undercover... is
that okay with you?

Look, for a
hundred grand

I'll say my goodbyes
and be done with them.

That's the right
way to look at it.

So it's a deal!
Let's do it.

Look, a month is a
long time to be away.

I just want
to sleep on it.

Can I get
back to you?

Um..

of course.

Okay.. great.

Alright, nice
meeting you.

Good to meet
you too.

Lenny.. thanks.

Follow him. I don't
want to lose him now.

*

*

*

Well, boys. This
is it for a while.

You look sexy
in that thing.

When you go back
for plastic you should

tell the doctor
to go all the way.

Go fuck yourself.

And when you're done,
get the jacuzzi going.

My back is jacked
from these heels.

Yes, ma'am.

And you go
get our bags.

Alright.

[laughing]

Okay, all the
best, babe.

Hey, Michael,
how's it going?

Hey, Max.
What's up?

Um.. I'm not gonna
sugarcoat this, kiddo.

I'm closing
the agency.

What?

I've had enough.

The business has changed,
the town has changed.

I've only hung in there
this long because..

because I believed in
the people I represented.

But now I gotta start
thinking about myself.

Well, what does
this mean for me?

Well, I called every
agent I know in town

asking them to consider
taking my clients.

No one bit on you.

No one?

Come on, you've been
banging around this town

for a number of years and
for one reason or another

you never made it
to the next level.

Hey, it's on me.

I never got you to
the next level, but..

[sigh] Michael,
you're still young.

You're a charmer,
you're a good actor.

I know something
is going to

pop for you
soon, I know it.

Twenty years ago
I could have

moved mountains
for you.

Now I don't know how
anything works anymore.

[sighs]

I'm sorry, kiddo.

[sighs]

Here's your ID..

credit cards...

and passport.

Passport? Am
I traveling?

You never know.

You got a wallet
and a set of keys?

We'll store that in a
safe here at the house.

They will be returned to
you upon your completion

of your employment
with Mr. DiMarco,

along with a
hundred grand.

Who is
Stevie D?

I know he's Angelo's
son, but who is he?

What's he like?

He's you, kid.

That's all you
gotta worry about.

Just in terms of
being the character.

Look, kid. All
anyone really wants

is for you to just
be yourself, okay?

Does anyone
know you're here?

No, not
specifically.

Okay, while you're
employed with

Mr. DiMarco you're
not to communicate

with any family or
friends. That means

no Twitter, no Gmail,
none of that shit.

You got it?

Yes.

Good, 'cause
you'll have access

to sensitive
material regarding

Mr. DiMarco's business
dealings, understood?

Understood.

Good.

You got a
cell phone?

Yeah.

Why don't you
give me that, too.

I'm gonna put that
in the safe also.

Here, this will have all
the contacts you need.

You'll be staying
at the guest house

located at the front
of the property

so you can spend
more time with Angelo.

Or should I
say "dad".

This is gonna be
your car right here.

Here's your key.

Whose is this?

That's Angelo's old car.
Nobody drives that.

Can I take
that one?

Yeah, if
you want.

Yeah, that'd
be great.

Let's go in the house,
I'll get 'em to

switch the plates
while we do that, okay?

Great.

Alright, come on.

*

Clothes are in the
closet on the right.

All the toiletries and
everything you need

is in here in
the bathroom.

Left you a little
pocket change

on the dresser,
alright?

Security knows you're
gonna be staying here so

they're gonna let you
come and go as you please.

We have dinner 7:00
at La Dolce Vita

in Beverly Hills
- you ever been?

Uh, no.

You're gonna
love it, alright?

Throw
something on.

Do I need to keep
receipts for expenses?

Nobody cares about
that around here.

[door closes]

You'll no longer be
known as Michael Rose.

You're now
Stevie D.

You walk into a
department store

to buy some
underwear.. Stevie D.

You get stopped by
a cop.. Stevie D.

Someone bumps into
you on the street..

I'm Stevie D.

Maitre'd: Welcome
home, Stevie.

[quiet conversations]

Hey. How
are you?

Maitre'd: Something
to eat, Mr. Stevie?

Uh, yes. I'll have
a scotch, neat.

I take it I
come here a lot?

No, no, no.
This is my place.

I call it
my kitchen.

George Raft,
first owner,

my father
bankrolled it.

A lot of celebrities,
dignitaries dine here.

And this was
Sinatra's table.

Nobody sits there,
out of respect.

Look, I think I
need to get a better

sense of who
Stevie is.

Mike, you've fooled
everybody here,

including Ricardo and
he's been here 20 years.

Thank you.

-You're welcome.

Salud.

Salud.

Bang.

Uh, order
whatever you want.

Are you
not eating?

Nah, I've got to
be some place.

You want me
to stay?

You gotta eat,
don't you?

Be at the office
tomorrow at noon.

Maitre'd: Have a good
evening, Mr. DiMarco.

-Thank you.

[piano music]

Miss Nicole, our
lovely bartender,

invited you to
dine at the bar.

Okay.

I'm not offended that
you never called.

What we had
was what we had,

but it'd be a shame
if it was only once.

*

What time is it?

Umm.. ten.

Ten! Shit, I have
to get to work.

[laughs] You
have a job now?

Can I give you
a ride home?

You're a lot nicer
than you used to be.

*

Hey! Stevie! Oh,
my man, Stevie D!

I didn't even
see you there.

How are you
doing, man?

I'm good.

You never
return my calls.

I've been out of
town, I'm sorry.

Hey, listen. I
want to talk to you

about this new club
I'm looking at.

Yeah, listen.. I
gotta get rid of her.

Talk later?

Call me later.
-Yes.

Call me, bro.
-Yes.

*

Where were
you last night?

What?

You didn't
come home.

You told me not
to keep receipts.

Now I'm
punching the clock?

That's something
Stevie would say.

You're wanted in the
boardroom for a meeting.

A meeting?

Yeah, Angelo's
waiting. Go ahead.

What's it about?

How the fuck
should I know?

Go in there and keep
your mouth shut

unless you're asked.

How's everything else?

Uh, satellite
TV isn't working.

I'll take
care of it.

Go on, go to
your meeting.

Hi Donna.

Can you tell me
where the meeting is?

The conference
room.

It's down the
corridor to the left.

Are you going
to the meeting?

Stevie...
how are you?

Good to see
you, sir.

Are you, uh,
you joining us?

Jack! Daria...

Thank you
for coming.

Stevie has some
new responsibilities

and he'll be
joining us.

Stevie, I believe you've
met my daughter, Daria.

Yes, we have.
Hi Stevie.

Hi again.

Shall we?

Please.

*

[tires screeching]

*

How'd the first day
go with the kid?

Well, Jack bought it,
Donna thinks it's Stevie

and she saw the
commercial on television.

How do you
think it's going?

Oh, I'd say
pretty good.

He's banging
the bartender

from Dolce Vita.

Ah, good
for him.

So he likes
brunettes, huh?

Well, to each his own.
Where is he now?

I got him set up in
the conference room

til they get
him an office.

What are you talking
about? What office?

I don't know, work?
He needs an office.

Work? What work?
He's got no work.

Stevie doesn't work.
Get him out of here.

Get him on the
streets, come on.

Alright,
alright. Bye.

Hi kid. We
need to talk.

Sure, Len.

We're very
impressed you want

to come to work
in the morning.

But we don't
need you here.

Stevie D never
came here.

We need you
out in the world.

If we need you to
come in for a meeting

or something
we'll call you.

What do I do?

Uh, go get
something to eat.

Go get laid.

Do what you
did yesterday.

Why don't you
go see a movie?

They got a Cassavetes
festival at the Egyptian.

You know, I find his work
to be really refreshing.

All improv.

Come on,
grab your coat.

I'll call you
later, okay?

Okay, Len.

Bye, Donna.

Have fun.

Do, uh.. these need
to be dropped off

at Jack's office?

Take 'em.

*

*

Good morning.

Hello, Mr. D. I will
take those from you

and you have
a lovely day.

Oh, I ran into
Daria at a meeting

yesterday and
I was hoping-

Daria's very
busy today.

Uh.. quick
hello maybe?

Look, kiddo. She's
the new girl in town.

It's very flattering to
have someone drop in at

work to chat you up, but
we do have work to do.

So I will take those
papers from you.

I won't be a
bother then.

Would you tell
her I said hello?

I will do that.

Sorry if I
was grumpy.

I'm craving my
afternoon latte.

Aren't we all?

These will be
ready tomorrow.

I assume you want
to pick them up.

Yes, I do.

See you
tomorrow.

Listen, I don't want you
doing your artist thing

when he comes out,
okay? Just plug him-

Listen, he wants it done
in front of his old man.

He was
very specific.

In front of
his old man?

What is this, a
fucking opera?

I don't know.

Some kind of twisted
father-son bullshit.

God.

Man, I'm starving.

Yeah.

What should
we eat?

I don't know.

How about the
Polo Lounge?

I hear Wahlberg goes
there every day.

Which one?

There's more
than one?

There's Marky Mark and
there's the one that

was in the movie "I
See Dead People".

I only know
the one.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
There he is.

You see him?

Yeah, I
got him.

God, I hope he's having
dinner with his old man.

We can get this over
with and I can have a

little "me" time before
I have to go home.

How do you
fucking not know

there's two
Wahlbergs?

How'd you not
know that?

What are you,
fuckin' Amish?

Just drive
the car.

[Car revving]

Can you do
this here?

Sure.

-Thank you.

Just missed
your boyfriend.

Who? Oh. Stevie?

He was not such
a mess today.

You know, I saw him
yesterday and he seemed

very composed.
Even dressed up,

like a totally
different guy.

He's kind
of sexy.

Okay, now you're pushing
it, don't you think?

Was, uh, was
that Stevie I saw?

Yes, he just left.

What did
he want?

Just dropping off
some documents.

Excuse me.

Are you joining me
for dinner tonight?

I don't know. I
may work late.

Well, uh, how about
tomorrow night?

The Shapiros
are coming over.

I'd love for you-

Dad, remember I
told you about

that event
I'm going to.

I can't cancel,
it's the last minute.

You sure,
sweetheart?

I'm positive.

Look, dad. You've been
so great, and I know

I'm staying with you
til my place is ready

and I really appreciate
that, but I can't keep

coordinating my social
schedule with you

like this every
night, okay?

I understand.

Okay.

I understand.

Thank you.

Okay.

[video game sounds]

Come on!

I finished the
one outside.

This one's
good to go.

Want one
upstairs?

Stevie...

Yo, Stevie.

The poles down
here are done.

You still want one
upstairs in the bedroom?

Yup.

Yeah, okay,
-Got it.

*

Good afternoon.

Mr. Stevie D.
How are you?

Well, I didn't want
to chance a repeat

of yesterday so I
brought you a latte

and a little
something sweet.

Oh, my god.

Is this
chocolate?

Indeed it is.

Mr... Stevie,
thank you.

My pleasure.

You're an angel.

[laughs]

Well, I will just be
grabbing those documents

and it was lovely-

Daria's at a lunch
that's running late.

Daria, yes,
of course.

How is Daria
doing today?

I do happen to have her
schedule in front of me

and she's going
to this fundraiser

at a museum
tonight.

What a coincidence.
So am I.

Well, hopefully
I'll bump into-

Just go before I
change my mind.

Enjoy your evening.

Ah, good
evening, sir.

Good evening.

What is your last
name, please?

Last name
is DiMarco.

Okay, D-E?

D-I but I'm actually
not on the list.

-Oh.

I was hoping
I could be.

This is a very exclusive
event and it's only for

patron level
membership.

Ah, well, what does it
take to become a patron?

A thousand dollars.

Cash okay?

*

[whispers] Oh,
hey, thank you.

Don't go
anywhere.

Come on, Stevie D.
You can do this.

Stevie?

I thought
that was you.

I'm surprised to
see you here.

Are you saying
I'm incompatible

with modern art?

I just didn't know
you were a member.

Oh, I've been a
member for a long time.

I thought it
just opened.

Yeah, well, I'm a charter
member going way back,

like to the
planning stages.

Long time ago.

In fact I think Angelo
even built the building.

Your father?

My father, whose
name is Angelo.

It's easier than calling
him "dad" all day.

I guess that keeps
it professional.

Listen, I-I..

I feel as though we've
gotten off on the wrong

foot in the past and I
just want to apologize.

Thank you, um, but an
apology's not necessary.

What's your
connection here?

I was an art
history major

before I went
to law school.

Oh, me too!

Except I skipped
law school.

Where'd you go
to undergrad?

That's a
good question.

Um, I'm
gonna say UCLA.

Why the
uncertainty?

Well, you know, I
transferred in and I got

kicked out at some
point and, uh..

Right.

..and I didn't
exactly finish.

Sounds like
Stevie D.

[laughs]

Um, are you doing
anything afterwards?

Would you like
to have a drink

and officially
turn the page?

Ah, thank you.

That's a very
kind offer,

but I'm actually here
with some friends.

Um, so I
should get going.

But I'll see
you around.

-Of course.

That's the most expensive
"no" I've ever gotten.

Personally I'm
evolving on the whole

orcas in
captivity thing.

Have you
seen Blackfish?

Yeah. I mean, that
put me over the edge.

They fuckin'.. their
fins go down and shit.

It's terrible.

It's like being in a
bathtub for 20 years.

I totally would have
eaten a person.

I would have eaten
a whole person,

not just the arm.

[phone buzzing]

Hang on, hang
on. It's Nicky.

You know they kill Great
Whites in the open.

Hold that thought.
Yeah, Nick.

What's going on?
It's been over a week.

Yeah, I know,
I know.

He's protected
pretty good.

This is
Beverly Hills,

it's not like
Philly or AC.

He doesn't spend much
time with his old man,

you know? I know
how you wanted it done.

Alright,
alright, fuck it.

Fuck it, just do it.
Okay? Just do it.

Okay, Nick.
Alright.

Yeah, yeah,
yeah.

We gotta move.
He wants it done.

Yeah, but what
about the father?

Yeah, well...

Fuckin' see
that ass?

Patience isn't exactly
Nicky's strong suit.

God, it's
beautiful here, huh?

look at this.

I could really get
used to this place.

Okay.

No, no, no. That
sounds great.

Yeah. Okay, speak
to you later. Bye.

Did you have
fun last night?

I did. Too much.

So how are you
liking LA?

I'm getting
used to it.

I have so many
friends out here but

for some reason I feel
very disconnected.

Lots of plans canceled,
no one wants to

drive anywhere -
that sort of thing?

Sounds like
you know it well.

I feel like no one
wants to leave

a five-mile
radius.

Speaking of which..

have you been to
MOCA downtown?

The museum?

No, I haven't even
been downtown yet.

Well, it's open
late tonight

and I happen
to be a member.

A charter member?

[laughs]

Yes, as a
matter of fact.

The Rauschenbergs
are excellent

and downtown is
a happening scene.

I don't know.
I should-

Come on, consider it an
extension of our education.

Or at least an attempt
by me to finish mine.

[laughs]

You are so vastly
different than when

I first met you.
Usually by this point

you've invited me
to Las Vegas or Ibiza.

You know, I'm working
things out with my father

and that's not
always easy.

You work for
your father,

you must know
what I mean?

I do, exactly.

So, come on.

How about a museum
run and a bite to eat?

Okay. Sounds
lovely.

Great.

Great.

*

*

Hi.
-Hi!

Sorry to
make you wait.

I'm not sure how
my dad would

feel about
this, so..

No worries.
Shall we?

Do you mind if
we take my car?

Is that okay?

Not a problem.
-Okay. Cool.

*

Man, I told you
we'd be late.

I thought that was Carrie
Underwood, alright?

Carrie Underwood - what's
the matter with you?

Just relax,
alright? Jesus!

Look, there's
his car.

This is actually where I
dumped the body

of the last girl-
[laughing]

Oh, yay.
That's exciting.

This is so cool.
Where are we?

It's like you're
not in LA, right?

mm hm.

Okay, we
have a choice.

What?

We can do sushi
in Little Tokyo..

mm hm.

..or my favorite spot
by the railyards

which is just
around the corner.

We can even walk.

Well, if it's
your favorite spot

then we
have to go.

After you.
-Thank you.

Should I put my jacket
over the puddle?

Yes, please.

I don't understand.

Nicky gives us the order,
he's got a convertible.

Why don't we just blow
him the fuck away,

for christ sakes?

What's the matter
with you, huh?

What are we, a couple of
two-bit contract killers?

This is for
family, huh?

This is personal.

I'm gonna look this
fuckin' guy in the eye

and I'm gonna blow
his fuckin' brains out.

And then we're gonna
go have a nice meal.

Capisce?

*

We, um, shamefully do
not have a reservation

but we're hoping
that perhaps you could

find us a table
somewhere?

Of course. I have the
perfect table for you.

Right this way.

We lucked out.

I like your
pocket square,

is that what
that's called?

Mm hm. That's my
color. I think.

Red?

It's orange.

Orange? Oh,
you're color blind.

No, but it
is orange.

No, it's red.

It's orange.

It is not
orange.

It's orange.

Honey, it's
the light.

It is not.

You telling me the
guy ripped me off?

[laughing]
Yes.

You know, the Stevie D
that I was warned about

usually tips strippers
hundred dollar bills.

But I'm sure you wouldn't
know anything about that.

Well, you know,

Italians are equal
opportunity tippers.

Look, I-I.. I know
that I have this

reputation, but the
truth is I never really

felt comfortable
in those places.

It's just taken me a
while to figure out

what I'm doing
with my life.

What are you
doing with your life?

That's a
good question.

Compliments
of the house.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Cheers.

[clink]

Well, obviously I have
a place set aside

in my father's
business..

but I've always been
interested in education

and working with
underprivileged children.

Wow.

That is so
wonderful.

I'm not just
saying that.

Yeah, I've
been volunteering

with kids too.
-Really?

Yeah, are you familiar
with City Heights?

Oh, the arts
program.

Yes! Yeah, I've
been volunteering

with them
since college.

Wow.

So how does an arts
major become a lawyer?

Well, um, when I was a
kid my parents used to

argue a lot and I used
to like to pretend to be

the mediator. I would
have each one of them

tell me their
sides of the story

and I would serve as
the judge and jury.

Needless to say it
didn't work, obviously,

'cause they're
divorced now, but...

So your mom is
a lawyer too?

Oh, no, no.
She's a painter.

But I have zero
artistic talent.

So it wasn't
much of a choice.

No, it wasn't.

And then I was working at
a Wall Street law firm,

hating it, missing my
father who I didn't get

to grow up with, and I
realized he has spent his

entire life building this
amazing, successful

law firm and I really
should be a part of it.

I'm sure you know
something about that.

Right?

Yes, I do. Yeah.

We have champagne.

Do you happen
to like oysters?

I love oysters.

I could live on oysters
and champagne.

Well, let's get
some oysters.

*

I had a
great time.

Me too.

Are you okay
to drive?

Yeah. A
little wobbly,

but it's just
from the kiss.

Sweet dreams.

-Good night.

[car alarm
chirping]

Shit!

There he is!

What? Where?

Over there.

You scared the
shit out of me.

Come on, go.

[car starting]

Chase him.

He drives
like a maniac.

Jesus.

[tires squealing]

Come on, guy. Keep
it between the lines.

The fuck is this?

Are you fucking
kidding me!?

Where'd you get
your license,

in a Cracker
Jack box?

That's a
nice car,

does it come in
a fuckin' men's?

*

Hey, Len.

Hey, we
need to talk.

Sure, what's up?

Come on, get
out of the water.

I need to
talk to you.

Okay, right
away, right away.

[splashing]

What's this?

Open it.

Is something
wrong?

Just open the
file, will you?

Here's the deal.
I've been doing

a little acting on
the side, you know?

Oh. I didn't
know that.

Good for you, Len.

Yeah..

it's just..

I just met with this
fucking agent cocksucker.

He tells me my
pictures are no good

and my
acting sucks.

He basically told me
to go fuck myself.

What do you think?

Oh, well, uh..
I don't know.

I mean, the pics
aren't so great.

Who took 'em?

A chick I'm
fucking around with

in Culver City.

You should hire
a pro, Len.

Not that she's
not a pro..

I mean.. you know
what I mean.

You know a good
photographer?

Yeah, I know a few. I'd
be happy to set you up.

But it's not cheap.

Are you
serious about-

Absolutely! Are
you kidding me?

Absolutely!

I mean, it would take a
lot for me to leave

Angelo 'cause, you
know, let's face it...

I'm extremely
loyal, but..

I mean, a TV series,
maybe a movie.

You know, I gotta
start looking after me.

Of course.

Truth is, I'm starting
to hit a roadblock

in my work too,
you know?

How long you
been acting, Len?

About six months.

Oh, Len, that's
not a long time.

You should get into class
with a good teacher.

I ain't got time for no
teacher and class,

are you
shitting me?

I'm 55 years old, I ain't
got time for that shit!

It's either gonna
happen or it's not.

Tell you what I need, I
need like an advisor.

I need someone that's
gonna be like a..

like a coach! I
need like a coach.

Maybe you could
be my coach.

You're doing a great
job of Stevie D.

Everyone's impressed,
including myself!

Len, I don't know.

What are you
gonna do,

lie around the
fucking pool all day?

Well, that's true.
Yeah, why not?

Why not?

Yeah?

Yeah, let's do it.

[laughing]

It'll be fun, man.

That'd be great.

Yeah.

You comfortable?
Everything good?

You know I almost got
carjacked last night?

A couple guys in
an SUV ambushed me

as I was getting
into my car.

Oh, yeah?

Wow.

No shit?

Yeah, I've
never had a car

anybody
wanted before.

Yeah, it must
have been the car

I would
think, yeah.

Yeah, but I'm fine.
Everything's great.

Listen, I gotta run a
few errands for Angelo.

I'll be back about 4:00,
we can get started, okay?

I'll be in
the pool.

I look forward to
it. You're starting

to sound more like
Stevie D every day.

[laughing]

What I'm saying, and
correct me if I'm wrong,

Jack, but my investors
and I will be making a

huge investment up front
with very little recourse

if the terms of
the deal change

beyond our control.

You know, I
really have to say

I'm not very
comfortable with that.

Daria Laurentis.

Hi there.

Hi. Where
are you?

I'm on Roxbury
between Wilshire and

Little Santa Monica.
Where are you?

The same.

Lunch?

Ohh, I want to.

But there's a little
problem in that both your

father and my father -
especially my father -

would not want me getting
involved with a client.

Or his son.

You know, I think we
should talk about this.

Mmm, I'm going
into a meeting.

Can you come
down in an hour?

Stevie..

Do you want
to see me?

Of course I do.

Alright, then be out
front in an hour

and, uh,
wear flats.

Okay.

Bye.

This place looks
good right here.

I say we go to
dinner there tonight.

What is it?

It's an
Italian joint..

say they got the best
meatballs in town.

Yeah, I'll be
the judge of that.

I want a good meatball I
go to South Philly, uh?

Anything else
is inexcusable.

We're not in
South Philly, so..

But I don't want
a meatball in LA.

We're in LA
I want sushi,

I want something I
can't get in Philly.

Sushi?
-Yeah.

Isn't it
raw fish?

Ooh, speaking
of which..

what do we
have here, uh?

Ooh, a little
afternoon delight.

She's hot.

Now I don't feel
bad for this jerkoff.

He's gonna go
out with a bang.

Yeah.

I don't get it.

How come I can't
get a girl like that?

'Cause you
haven't solved your

family origin
issue yet.

What?

Never mind,
just drive.

I told you to
stay close.

Where the fuck
did they go?

Must be close..

I don't know
these roads.

I grew up two
blocks from you.

I'm sorry, I missed
the fucking turn!

Put it on
your Waze.

Waze? I use a paper
map from the AAA.

This is so cool.
Where are we?

It's like you're
not in LA, right?

[laughs]

I don't want
to go back.

Next stop sign
make a right.

Are you sure?

No, I'm not sure.

Then I'm not
making a right.

We gotta
go straight.

We go up
the hill.

We go up and then we
have to turn around.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

Ah, forget
about it.

Why don't you
call in sick?

Food poisoning
always works.

-I have so much
work to do.

Well, what are you
doing tomorrow night?

-Nothing.

How about I
cook you dinner?

-Where are we going
to do this at?

Your place?

-My place isn't
ready yet.

I'm still staying
with my father.

Oh.

-Mm hm.

We're a couple
of adults who

need to move
out of the house.

-Yeah.

Well, I have
an idea...

-Hm?

I have this friend
who has this place

in Hollywood.

It's not fancy, but
it's tasteful- I think.

Anyway, he's out of town
for a few months and he

said if I needed to
I could crash there.

-Is this like some kind
of joint you set up

for all your girls
or something?

[laughing]

Darling, I can
promise you..

Stevie D has never had
a girl at this apartment.

-Really.

[laughing]

Ha ha ha!

Oh, so
fuckin' bored.

Yeah, we need
some girls.

We need action.

I can't take
it anymore.

I think I should
go down to LA

and whack this
motherfucker myself.

I mean, he's
driving my car,

he's using
my plastic.

I hear he's banging
Nicole from Dolce Vita.

What?!

That's what
I heard.

I used to
hit that!

Fuck!!

You think I want
to be alone?

Hey, Frank.

I haven't seen
you in a while.

You didn't
see me.

I won't
remember anyway.

*

*

Hi.

Hi, I found you.

After you.

*

[door shuts]

So as I said, someone
I know lives here

and they're not
around, so..

It's like we're
not in LA, right?

Oh, no. This is
exactly like LA to me.

It's really
charming.

It looks like hell
from the outside

but I'm kind
of impressed.

Whoever lives here
has very good taste.

You think?

Don't be jealous. You
have good taste too.

[laughs]

This is for dinner.

Oh, lovely.

We'll get to
that later.

Isn't it amazing
this is all we need?

With all that our
parents have given us

and all our
ambition..

we have a picnic in the
hills and a wonderful

evening in this
little tiny apartment

and the world
is perfect.

Tasteful little
tiny apartment.

[laughs]

[phone buzzing]

Oh, it's Lenny.
I better get it.

Hey, Len.
What's up?

Just checking in.
Where are you?

I'm out,
does it matter?

I'm picking up new
headshots tomorrow.

I need
some help.

Len, now's not
a good time.

Can we talk
tomorrow?

Yeah, meet me at 10:00
am. The 101 Diner.

Okay, good.
See you then.

Hey, be careful
on your way over.

Why?

I'm just saying.

Strange guy.

Where were we?

Here he comes.

Here he comes,
there he is.

That's him.

Yeah, that's him.

Hey, Len.

Hey, thanks
for coming.

My pleasure.

He's right there.

Show me
what you got.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I got this,
this, and this.

These are
good, Lenny.

Yeah.

Alright, this
is my take.

Every actor has an
essence that makes them

more castable
in certain parts.

For my money,
this is you.

That's funny 'cause that
was my favorite too.

That was easy.

That's great, I
feel so much better.

This is great.

What do you think
they're talking about?

No idea.

You know what
I need now?

I need to
get an agent.

Yeah, who doesn't?
Mine just dropped me.

Your agent
dropped you?

Yeah.

Want me to
break his legs?

No, he's like
80 years old.

He just got tired
and closed up shop.

Alright, just
let me know.

But I'll tell you..
once this is done,

you and I are both going
to get kickass agents.

Yeah.

Those are great.

You're going to get
some work with those.

Len, this is
taking forever.

What could
be so hard?

This guy, he's
running around town,

spending money,
having a good time.

He couldn't
be more visible

if I hung him
from a billboard.

Listen, I'm
sending him to Vegas

to meet up with
Tony Mooch.

Tony's connected
to the East Coast

and he can't keep
his mouth shut.

Word will travel
fast and it's better

that it happens
in Vegas.

Easier to
clean up there.

I gotta go.

What do
you think?

Mmm. Nah, I
don't like it.

I told you.

Ah, there's
my girl.

*

[gasps!]

[laughing]

I like playing
with you.

Me too.

I just wish we didn't
have to be so secretive

about everything.

Well, what do you
think about this-

now, don't say
anything, just listen.

How about coming to Vegas
with me this weekend?

I knew it!

I knew the real Stevie
D would come out.

All this romance
and vulnerability-

I said
listen, okay?

I have some business
to do for the old man.

mm hm.

It's not ideal
but, you know,

we could be together
without worrying.

I'd have to explain
to my father why I'm

going somewhere I
completely detest.

Well, come on.
You're a big girl.

Okay, fine.

I'm in.

*

Stevie D?

Yeah?

Hey. Chris
Muccerino.

How you
doing, man?

You get
in alright?

Yeah, man, great.
Easy flight from LA.

You want to come
meet my father?

Yeah, let's go.

Hey, dad. This
is Stevie D.

Hey! Stevie D!
Anthony Muccerino, uh!

Call me "Mooch".

So your old man
tells me you want to

learn about the
construction business.

He didn't give me
much of a choice.

He's one tough
cannoli, that old guy.

Come on, let's go.

It's almost tee
time, alright?

Here, have
one of these.

Come on, you'll meet
the rest of the crew,

alright?

Great to see you.

You'll ride
in my cart.

I can't.

I'm actually out of
town for the weekend.

Where?

Dad, what difference
does it make?

You'll know when I'm home
because you'll see me.

Okay.

Okay, bye.

Where the fuck did
that caddy go?

[grunts]

Alright.

Phew!

18 handicap, my ass.

You turned into Tiger
Woods on the back nine.

No, no,
come on.

Get the hell
outta here!

You won fair and
square, more or less.

Here, take it.

It's only fuckin'
paper anyway.

Oh, hey. By
the way...

What I told you about
Nicky Beans, you know,

banging the old
man's daughter?

Hey, keep that to
ourselves or we'll both

wind up in a fuckin'
jackpot, alright?

Do me a favor. I'd
love for you to

hang out with Chris a
little bit, you know?

You'd be a good
influence on him.

He's a good kid
but a bit of a

fuckin'
loose cannon.

Maybe you and him
could run around,

grab some nice Las Vegas
bracciole together.

You know, I, uh, I got
a girl with me in town.

Oh, you brought
your own bracciole!

That's even better.

Saves you from
chasing it around.

Speaking of
the devil...

Hey!

Stevie D, good
hanging with you, man.

Listen, me and my
buddies, when we get a

house in Malibu
you should come,

we'll party our
balls off, man.

I'm in.

So how you getting
back to the hotel?

I'll just
call a cab.

Ah, fuck that.
Take my Mercedes.

Oh, Tony.

Take the Benz, the
white convertible,

enjoy yourself.

Somebody'll
pick it up later.

How come I don't
ever get to drive it?

Figure it out,
how come.

Alright,
take it easy.

Great guy, uh?

You wanna carry
these for me?

*

*

[phone ringing]

Nick? Tony.

Hey. Is it done?

Can't do it
this weekend.

What are you
talking about?

Couple of major casino
stockholders just flew in.

No messes.

What are you
talking about?

It's a big town.

How many guys
get whacked in Vegas

on a normal
weekend anyway?

Sorry, Nick.

The boss wants it
quiet this weekend

and that's that.

Jesus Christ.
[click]

Yeah, okay.

Yeah, thanks.

Thanks for
letting me know.

[whispering] I
can't believe it.

Everything
okay, baby?

Uh, yeah,
yeah, it's good.

[dialing]

Hey, man.

I just talked
to Tony Mooch.

They loved him.

"What a great kid".
Blah, blah, blah.

I guess I sent the wrong
guy into hiding, uh?

[click]

*

Are you happy?

Very.

Feels good to be away
from everything, right?

Yeah, it does.

Hey, what's wrong?

I feel like I
should come clean.

About what?

I feel like I should
tell my father.

Hmmm.
Look, Daria,

I don't think that's a
good idea right now.

Why?

I mean, your
father won't mind.

It's mine that has a
problem with everything.

Look, there's a lot we
need to straighten out

but I just think it's
best if we leave everyone

else out of it and make
it about you and me.

Why?

My father asked me
specifically not to get

into any messes so I
negotiated a few deals.

I think running off to
Las Vegas with his

lawyer's daughter
qualifies as a mess.

Just give me some
time. Please?

Okay. I trust you.

So what are we
doing tonight?

Ever play craps?

No, I haven't actually.
You gonna teach me?

I'm gonna
teach you...

and we're
gonna win.

[laughs]

*

[banging
on door]

Hey, thank god
you made it back.

Yeah, I made a
killing at the tables.

Since I took this gig,
my luck has changed.

I can't wait
to get back

and start
auditioning again.

That's why
I'm here.

I got called in
for something.

Hey, that's great!

Yeah, it's a movie about
the mafia in Los Angeles.

I didn't know
there was any.

Hey, it's a movie.

Called me in for
a wiseguy type,

and really I hate to
get typecast because

I feel like I got so much
more range than that,

but I'll take
it to start.

Harvey Keitel says all
actors are typecast and

it's up to the actor
to break out of that.

Yeah, yeah, I
agree with that.

Hey, take a
look at this.

Look..

this is my
guy here.

Pretty good, right?

Yeah. Yeah,
let's work on it.

[crackling]

It's all static.

I can't hear
anything.

Where'd you learn to
set a mic, Radio Shack?

I was in a rush.

Look, Lenny. This
scene is about justice.

That's what
you want.

You have to
make this personal.

Alright, personal..

okay.

I want justice.

Can I bring
the script in?

I'm worried about
forgetting my lines.

Yeah, of course.

Look, most actors
get the part

just by the way they
walk into the room.

What that means
is that you gotta

bring something
in there with you.

Like a prop
or something?

No, I mean like an
intention. Like,

"I'm in here for something
and I'm gonna get it."

Okay, good. Can
we take it again?

Yeah, let's go.

Um..

What makes you think
you can hold my feet

to the fire
on this?!

I got no beef
with Tommy!

Who?
Who's Tommy?

Now all of a sudden
he's too busy!

I was promised
something here!

His cell phone is too
close to the mic.

It's that click, click,
click, click noise.

You hear it?

Spoken like a true
sound engineer.

When we laid the first
brick that built this place

we had an arrangement
that you would be

responsible for
anything that happens!

What the fuck
is going on?

Now you're
too fuckin' busy!

You're out
running around,

bangin' broads
in Vegas!

A different broad
every night!

[phone rings]

[loud feedback]

Sorry, Len. Let
me turn that off.

I just kind of improvved
a little bit there,

you know? Felt
it brought me

closer to
the material.

That shit hurt.

I was talking
about you,

I don't know if
you know that.

Yeah, I got that.
I didn't realize

my sex life was
causing you angst.

Are you really
mad at me?

No, of course not!

Okay, then take a
second and think about

somebody that did
something to you.

[static]

Hey, we're back.

Now all of a sudden
you're too fuckin' busy?

I was promised
something here!

Didn't he say
that already?

I don't care if I have to
tear this house down

brick by brick, the
same way I built it!

I'm gonna
get answers!

[loud crash]

[static]

Shit!

No, no, no.

That was
great, Len!

I had a breakthrough,
I'm talking like a real

breakthrough, you know,
like Bon Jovi was

talking about with James
Lipton on Actor's Studio.

I believe you.
Now, look...

tomorrow bring all
of that in with you.

Just don't
throw anything.

Alright,
good, good.

Okay, next time
I'm setting the mic.

I am doing everything
I possibly can

to convince the
mayor but because

we are appealing
for stimulus money

there are a lot of firms
competing for this bid..

diversity firms.

That's a bunch of
bullshit because the

fuckin' government isn't
paying for anything.

The Kowalski
Brothers are

and they want
me to build it.

So what's
the problem?

DiMarco Industries has
been a Los Angeles

company for
over 50 years.

It's, uh, it's a
family business.

You need to
convince the mayor.

So what am I
paying you for?

Listen..

look, get me a
dinner, a lunch,

or a fuckin'
taco with him.

Whatever he
wants, okay?

[elevator dings
and opens]

Lenny Ces-

Cespuglio..
right here.

Alright, sir.
Come on in.

Pic and res?

Huh?

I'll need your
headshot and resume.

Yeah, yeah, got
it right here.

Here you go.

Yeah, I walked in,
gave my pic and res,

we went at it.
It was great.

That's great, Len.

I've been
doing yoga.

It's helping with the
breathing and focus.

You ever try it?

Yeah, all the time.

If I was you, I'd be
bangin' half those broads

in that yoga
class. [laughs]

Lenny, can I ask
you something?

Yeah, what's up?

It's about what I'm
doing for Angelo.

What about it?

Well, I met
someone recently

and we've been seeing
a lot of each other.

Yeah, I know.

The brunette with the big
cans over at Dolce.

No, that was a one time
thing and I'd appreciate it

if you'd never
mention that again.

This is a
serious one.

I've never met
anyone like her.

She's a beautiful,
intelligent,

serious woman.

I think I like the
bartender better.

What's the problem?

Well, for starters, she
thinks I'm someone else.

She thinks
I'm Stevie D.

And you think
if she finds out

you're an unemployed
actor with no job

and no creds to
really speak of

that she't not going
to like you, right?

Well, I was hoping she
could get over that.

What I don't think
she can get over

is my lying to her.
I gotta come clean.

Look, we'll get you
out of this soon, kid.

You'll get
your life back.

And then you can
explain to this girl

you had a job to do
for a good reason.

Like you always
say to me,

we bring ourselves
to the character.

This girl..

she don't like
the character.

She likes you.

And if she gets that,
she's the one.

And if not,

fuck it, go back to
banging bartenders.

[laughs]

Thanks, Len.

[door squeaks]

[kids playing]

This is a
playground.

This is no good.

You don't think you
can get a shot, huh?

I don't want to take a
chance with little kids.

[knocking]

Hello! Michael!

Miss Gomez.

Where have you
been? Look at you,

you're all dressed up
like a movie star.

Did you
make it big?

Not yet, but I'm
close. I promise.

We are expecting a very
special guest today.

Can you stay?

I can't,
unfortunately.

I don't even see
where he's at.

He's so
fucking elusive.

Ah, fuck it.

[car starts]

Let's hit the
beach, huh?

Yeah.

I can't
say much

but things are
going very well.

Well, I'm
so happy.

Yeah, in fact I want to
donate this to the club

if I can.

Oh, my god.

Yeah, I also got
lucky in Vegas.

Cash?

Vegas is kind
of a cash town.

Dios mio, do you
want to be on the

Board of Directors?

Look, if anyone
asks about me

being here today, tell
them I'm Stevie D.

Stevie D.

Michael... Actors.

Alright, I gotta
go. Bye.

Bye.

[gasps]

Right over there.

And here I remember we
used to have story time

and everyone would
read a story-

Heyy.. Yay!

Want to see
my drawing?

[kids shouting
excitedly]

Yes! Yes, we can!

Hi!

Oh! Sorry, sorry.
Okay, okay, goodbye.

I wish I got
that reception

when I walked
in a room.

Senator
Barbara Garcia.

You're the special guest.
I'm Steven DiMarco,

you can call
me Stevie D.

I'm just a
volunteer here.

Oh, no such thing as
"just" a volunteer.

It's a pleasure to
meet you, Stevie D.

You as well.
Enjoy your visit.

Thank you.

Okay, Mr. La Costa,
we should be in touch

in about two weeks.

I really appreciate
you coming in today.

Have a great day.

[elevator dings
then opens]

[phone ringing]

Hey, Lenny.

Hey, where are you?

I'm getting
a massage.

Fuck, did I call
the right Stevie?

It's me, Lenny.

Look, Ange needs
you tonight for a very

important business
meeting at Dolce Vita

at 7:00. And
put on a suit.

And don't worry
about the brunette.

I told her to take
the night off.

Lenny, I don't
know anything

about the business.

You already know
more than Stevie does.

I'll be there.

[click]

Crap. Now I have to
reschedule my facial.

[soft music and
various conversations]

Sorry about the
last minute notice.

Not at all.

Thank you for the
opportunity, Mr. Mayor.

Uh, sparkling
water, please.

So, Mr. DiMarco..

Call me
Angelo, please.

Angelo... for
a man who has

little interest in
politics you seem to be

working very hard to
get on my calendar.

I was actually talking to
Mr. DiMarco about getting

involved with your
re-election campaign

when the subject of the
football stadium came up.

So..

you don't want to
talk politics tonight.

Well, we'll see.

First and foremost I want
you to meet my son and

successor, Steven
DiMarco, and give you a

better sense of my
family's involvement

in the growth
of this fine city.

What do you think
the prospects are

of Los Angeles
getting a team?

I think they're
pretty good.

So this isn't a
"if you build it,

they will
come" deal?

Well, if we don't build
it, they won't come.

Or if we let another
developer build it, say,

in the Inland Empire, Mr.
Mayor, I would not like

to be in your shoes if
pro football comes back

to Southern
California

and ends up
in Diamond Bar.

You have a family
business, I understand,

so legacy is
important to you?

Very.

Well, my legacy..

what I hope my
legacy will be-

After your
next term.

Let's hope none
of our legacies

are coming
up too soon.

My legacy I hope
will be the doubling

of the public
transportation system.

Mr. Mayor, this
is a great op-

To that goal I have worked
with community leaders

and developers and
whomever it takes

to get people
behind my projects.

Now do I doubt
that your massive

and very
impressive corporation

can handle a civic
contract like this?

Not at all.

But do I think you
deserve it merely because

the financial backers
requested you build it?

I do not.

Not while I deal with
companies just like yours

who are committed,
with me, to making

a difference in
all the communities

of Los Angeles.

Not just the high
rises on the West side

or the mansions
north of Sunset.

But then-
Barbara!

Arturo! I knew I
couldn't escape LA

without running
into you!

Escape LA?

You're an Angeleno, have
you forgotten your roots?

No [laughs]

You know my deputy,
Adam Lerner?

Yes.

And this-

You again!
Stevie D, right?

Indeed, it's good to
see you again, Senator.

So, you know
Angelo and his son?

No, I have
not met Angelo.

Pleasure to
meet you.

My pleasure.

I know that
name quite well.

Thank you.

You should be very
proud of your son.

I met him this afternoon
at the Hollywood

Community Center where
he is a star volunteer.

I was very moved by your
impact on those children.

It's been
my pleasure.

He's given us a
lot to be proud of.

Did you know I was a
student at that center?

Um..

ahem.. years ago?

[laughing]

I barely spoke English
and my parents spoke

no English at all so
they couldn't help me

with my
homework.

Thanks to the Center
and people like you,

I made it out.

You are doing
a wonderful,

wonderful thing.

And that's why I fight
for federal funding!

Speaking of
funding..

we're talking about
a football stadium.

Yes!

No, seriously.

Arturo, LA needs
a football team!

I know!

How long can a girl
root for Oakland?

[laughing]

Well, we need
stimulus dollars

for infrastructure
to close the deal.

I think you have a very,
very fine team here.

Call me Monday, I'll
see what I can do.

Gentlemen,
bueno noches.

Gracias, Barbara.

Bye.

So, uh,
where were we?

Alright, alright.
This is the place.

And they're
both inside.

It's an
added bonus.

Yeah, well, do me
a favor, will ya?

Leave it on
the street.

I don't wanna be
waiting for some valet

after we get
done blasting him.

Fuck, we're not even
close to this place.

Look at all
these cars.

Jesus, what's
with all the muscle?

Fuckin' goons
everywhere.

Hey, you. Amigo.
Come here a second.

What's going on
in here, man?

Very special night.

Oh, yeah? Is Carrie
Underwood inside?

The mayor and the
governor are with us.

Oh, great.
Terrific, thanks.

Tell 'em we send
our regards.

Let's get
outta here.

Who gives a fuck about
the mayor and governor?

Top it off for
you a little bit.

Thanks Bill.

Okay.

Ah!

So.. you're a
scotch drinker too?

Yeah, you know, it's
one of the few memories

I have of
my father.

He would have one after
work and pick me up

to play with him and I
could smell it on him.

My father
never drank.

How long have you been
working with these kids?

Oh, about five
or six years.

It's good that you do
that kind of stuff.

My son never got involved
in anything like that.

He doesn't know
how lucky he is.

Maybe it's
my fault.

I don't know if he's
gonna be the guy

to run this company.
Time is running out..

on both of us.

Well, I'm sure you can
work it out, and if not,

you must have other
options for the business.

I could have sold it a
million times but I knew

how important it
was for my father

to have his
name on it.

I had one child and it
was a son and I realized

how lucky I was to
have him to groom.

But I blew it.

You know, I spoiled him.
I didn't put the time in.

Selfish, is what it was.
And now he's like that.

I would do anything
for my son.

I wouldn't do that for
anyone else in the world.

I've had so many
goddamned women.

It's all meaningless.

Yeah. The only true
love in the world

is the love between
a father and a son.

[phone buzzing]

It's Lenny.

That was a stroke
of luck tonight.

Yeah.

They can't
cut me out now.

Goodnight, Bill.

Goodnight, Angelo.
You want a top off?

No, sir.

You have a good
night everybody.

Okay, thank you.

How about you?

A little bit.

There you go.

*

Hi. I want
to see you.

Hi.

I took for granted
having you all to myself

last weekend.

Look, I just
finished dinner.

Why don't you
meet me over at the

Beverly Park Hotel?

I hear the tubs
there are very deep.

Don't tease me.

I'm pulling
an all-nighter.

It stinks having a
job, doesn't it?

Yes. Thank you.

Well, I guess I'm bubble
bathing alone then.

You'd better
be, Stevie D.

[click]

I'd better be
Stevie D is right.

*

[knocking]

What are you
doing here?

I came here to
offer my services.

You did not come
here to work.

No, I did.
I really did.

What can I
do? I mean,

I can't type and I know
nothing about the law.

But delegate away.

Are you
serious?

Look, you can send
me away if you want,

but the only places
open at this hour

are strip clubs.

[laughing]

Well, can you do
some research?

Phht. Research? I
love to research.

But I will warn you.
I've had several scotches

so I hope nobody's
life is at stake.

Alright. Get
over here.

Let's see
what you've got.

Do you know
how to highlight?

I'll show you!

Okay, well...

*

Oh, my god,
what time is it?

It's, uh, 5:30.

Oh! You gotta go.
Go, go, go, now!

Now?

Yes! You've gotta
get out of here.

I don't know how you
work in an office.

I could never
do this.

Alright, I'm
going, I'm going.

Okay, good.

Oh, wait, wait, wait.
Um, before you go..

I want to ask
you a question.

Okay.

Will you come to an event
with me on Friday night?

Well, what's
the event?

I'm joking.
I'll go anywhere.

It's, um, for City
Heights, and I promise

it'll be the best
night of your life.

Better than
last night?

Much better
than last night.

And I'll even get
us a room at the

Beverly Park Hotel
for that night.

Well, I think I see a
bubblebath in our future.

Alright, go.

Get out. Go.

God..

Ready?

Yeah, I'm ready.

Ha ha ha ha!

Will ya-
over here.

Here, right there.

Shit.

Here we go.
There it is.

Strike!

I hate this game.

[phone ringing]

Hang on,
hang on.

It's Nicky.

Hello?

You guys should be his
fuckin' bodyguard!

There's not one hair
on his head harmed

since I put you
two on the job!

It's been over
a fuckin' month!

The guy's gonna die
of natural causes

before you
get to him! What,

is he guarded by the
secret fucking service?

There's stuff going on
here beyond our control.

We can't get
near the guy.

You- put the other
cietrolo on the phone.

Put him on
the phone! Now!

Yeah, okay, hold on.

He wants to
talk to you.

I don't wanna
talk to him.

He wants to
talk to you.

Talk to him.

Hey, Nicky.
What's up, man?

Listen to me,
you stupid prick.

You're in charge now,
do you understand? You!

This is your last chance,
you get it done.

Just ring the fucking
doorbell on the house

and kill whoever answers
the goddamn door!

Is that so
difficult?!

I don't care where this
guy is, who he's bangin',

just get it done.

But don't you show
your ass here again,

you understand?

So what'd he say?

Um..

he said that, uh,
I'm in charge.

Okay, so
what's the plan?

Plan? Play some more
tennis. Come on.

I don't wanna
play anymore ten-

Shut up and
get over there.

*

[phone buzzing]

Hey, Lenny.
What's up?

You're never
gonna believe this.

I got that thing
I went in for.

Hey, that's great,
man! I believe it!

I'm really nervous
'cause I've never

been on a real set
before, you know?

What do I do
when I get there?

Relax, I'll go over
everything with you.

Just enjoy this day.
Getting that call

is one of the best
days of your life.

I'm gonna stop
by later, alright?

You know, I'm going
to this event tonight

in Beverly Hills.

You're going out?

Yeah, is
that okay?

Um, yeah,
of course.

Hey, I need
a tailor.

Do you know
who Angelo uses?

Um.. yeah, Rosario
down on Brighton Way.

Great. Thanks, Len.
Congratulations, man.

Hey, Ronnie,
it's Len.

Listen, Stevie D's
going to Rosario's

down on
Brighton Way.

I want you to get
a guard on him.

Don't let him out of your
sight, you hear me?

Alright.

*

Can I help you?

Lenny sent me.

You just go on
about your business.

I'm invisible.

You're invisible?

Is something wrong?

I don't know nothing
about all that, I'm just

here to make sure
you get around safely.

I could use a
driver tonight.

Whatever you need,
Mr. DiMarco.

Great, I'll see you
at the house at 7:00.

You look amazing!

Thank you,
you too.

[door shuts]

[door shuts]

What is this?

Oh!

Oh, my god.

Do you like it?

Yes! Um..

they're too
expensive, I-

I didn't ask you for
financial advice.

I asked if
you like them.

Oh, my god.

Stevie, they're so
beautiful, but I can't.

It's too much.

You're more
than enough.

Look, I've
waited a long time

to be able to give
something like that

to someone I feel
this way about.

I want you
to have them.

Oh...

thank you.

[photographers
shouting]

Daria! Daria!

Your dress
looks beautiful!

You look
awesome!

Give us a big smile
right over here.

Aw, that's beautiful.

We get a tremendous
settlement out of that,

so I think we
can do business.

That's great.

Yeah. Good,
good. Uh..

Excuse me,
will you?

Sure.

You were right,

that was the best
night of my life.

[laughs]

You have a
great day.

You too.

Daria!

Dad?

What are
you doing?

I was just getting
coffee with a friend.

That's one hell
of a coffee.

I just saw you kissing
Stevie DiMarco.

Are you out
of your mind?

Dad, please!
Can we-

What are you
doing with this guy?

Dad! I wasn't
going to tell you

because I knew you
would react this way.

Now please, stop!

I just want what's
best for you, Da-

Small French press, Irish
oats - no cinnamon.

Oh, yeah, dates
would be nice.

Yes, 507.

[phone ringing]

Thank you.

Hi.

Everything okay?

This is so awful. I
just ran into my dad.

He saw me
with you.

Where, at
the hotel?

Yes.

God, I feel
so stupid.

This is so
unnecessary.

I'm an adult.

Why am I
tiptoeing around?

Look, Daria. I
need to, uh..

I need to tell
you something.

What?

Nothing, we'll
talk later.

Everything will
be fine. I promise.

[click]

[sighs]

Want chocolate or
vanilla frosting?

Chocolate..
with sprinkles.

Stevie, wanna
go see a movie?

Fuck that.

I was thinking maybe
I should go blond

after this.

Hm.

Some highlights
maybe?

Holy shit!

-What?

Check this out.

What is it?

I don't think you
want to see this.

Like I said, the fucking
guy looks just like him.

Looks like he
got D. Laurentis

to go out
with him.

Looks to me like
he got her to do

a lot more
than that.

What the fuck?

Something is
going on here.

You can't tell me
something is not

going on here!

Pack your bags,
we're going back to LA

to get my life back.

The mayor sends
his congratulations.

He is very happy
that this project is

moving forward with
DiMarco Industries.

Adam, thank you
for all your efforts.

Just a little token
of my appreciation.

Where's my father?

I need to see
him right now!

What are you
doing here?

Something
is going on

and I came to
straighten it out!

Listen, I have an
important meeting.

You can't-

Dad, something
is going on!

This guy's
driving my car,

he's using my plastic,
he's dating Daria!

You know how long I
been working that?

You go to the
guest house now.

Dad..

Now!

[voicemail] Hi,
you've reached Lenny...

Dammit, Lenny.
Where the hell are you?

Ronnie, this
is Angelo.

I need you at the
house immediately.

Stevie's back.

I want a bodyguard
on him at all times.

What do you mean you're
already on Stevie?

These are our
last two Priuses.

Thank you.

Priuses?

Appreciate it,
thank you.

Alright!

I don't get it.

What?

what are we gonna
do with these?

The way I
look at it is

we gotta be
invisible out here.

We gotta blend, we gotta
mix in with people.

Great. So we're
gonna blend better

in a couple of
glorified golf carts

than we did in
the rapper mobile.

Yes, as a matter of
fact we are, okay?

So now, look, which
one do you want?

We're gonna
be late to yoga.

Fine. I want
the dark one.

-Fine.

And I want to
go to hot yoga.

-Fine.

Keys!

What the
fuck- hey!

Numbnuts,
where'd you go?!

What's going on?

My son's back.

What?

What the hell
are you wearing?

I was at a
yoga class.

That's all I
need right now.

Why were
the bodyguards

on the other guy,
the actor?

I call Ronnie, I say to
him "Get on Stevie",

he tells me that he's on
Stevie for two days.

What the hell
is going on?

Christ, Ange,
he's a good kid.

We had a heart to heart
about some things

and I felt
bad for him.

He was going on a date
so I told the bodyguards

to keep an
eye on him.

I can't
believe it.

Do you know that
he's involved with

my lawyer's
daughter?

Do you
know that?

[phone buzzing]

Ange, I swear to god I
knew nothing about that.

[phone buzzing]

It's Ronnie.
Yeah, Ronnie?

What the hell
do you mean

Stevie's not in the
house? Where is he?

Sit down.

Daria!

I'm back!

The real
Stevie D.

[door slams]

Daria?

Where are
your things?

In the bedroom.

Who are you?

I..

You know, I don't
want to know.

I just came to
get my things.

Daria, this is
very complicated.

Why did you
do this to me?

I wanted to
tell you, but I-

Was this just a
game to you?

No! Every moment
has been real

from the first
time I saw you.

You have to know
that. Don't you?

I don't know
anything anymore.

I don't even know
who you are!

You do know
who I am.

Not another
step, chief.

Daria, you
know me.

I want to go.

Come on.

[Door slams]

[deep sigh]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Lenny,
it's Michael.

Things have
gone really wrong.

People know
I'm not Stevie.

You're
kidding me.

Meet me at
the house.

How could you
not come to me

with something
like this? Huh?

I've been your lawyer
for over 20 years.

I've gotten you out of
jams worse than this.

Tell me
something..

how can a man
as powerful as you

pull off such a childish
stunt like this? Huh?

Jack, I don't know
what I was thinking.

I was embarrassed,
I was scared,

and I didn't
see a way out.

You didn't see
a way out?

No.

This is my
daughter, Angelo.

My daughter!

Every second
she's with this guy

her life is
in danger!

Jack, I didn't
know that.

I swear on my wife's
grave I didn't know that

until yesterday!

You didn't know.

No!

Go in, please.

Have a seat.

I just want
to go home.

I know Stevie
D's back.

There's nothing else
for me to do here.

It's not
that simple.

Look, I've done what was
asked of me and more.

Stevie wants his life
back and so do I.

[sighs]

Lenny will see that
you get your money.

Thanks for
your services.

Thanks for
everything, kid.

Things quiet down I'll
give you a call, alright?

Break a leg, Lenny.
Not literally.

[chuckling]

You'll get a real
breakthrough soon,

I can feel it.

[door shuts]

I thought you two
were gonna kiss.

Where are my
goddamn keys?

Keys are
in your car.

I don't want
that one.

I want the one
he was driving.

Here. Have a ball.

I gotta send Ronnie
with you, okay?

Fuck that.

That loser pranced
around town for a month

and the worst thing
that happened to him

was a bad
blow job.

[whispers]
fuckin' punk.

*

*

I think I got him,
I think I got him.

Wait, where
are you at?

I'm outside the
joint in Hollywood

where he shacks
up with the girl.

There's cars in front of
me, I'm gonna lose him-

goddammit, you
fucking asshole!

[ominous music]

You've reached
the voicemail

of Daria
Laurentis.

Please leave
a message

and she'll return
your call shortly.

For immediate
assistance-

Daria, it's me.

If you could
please just listen.

I know you have every
right not to speak to me

again but.. but
please just listen

to what I
have to say.

I wanted to tell you
everything that was going

on last night but things
just got so messed up.

[doorbell]

I don't know
what else to say.

[doorbell]

Look, my name is
Michael, Michael Rose.

Can we just
start with that?

If you could just
please call me back.

Please. I
miss you.

[phone ringing]

What?

I got him.

What are you
talking about?

Yes, it was him.

There's no
doubt about it.

He had the Jag and the
broad was with him.

[sirens]

Lenny, this is Ricardo
from La Dolce Vita.

You must come
immediately.

Stevie D is dead.

How the fuck
should I know

who the other guy was,
but it wasn't him

'cause I just blew the
motherfucker away!

Well, look, where are
you now? I'm starving.

No, no.

We're not going to
Musso & Frank's, no.

We're gonna
go to Spago,

I heard they got a
great scene there.

Yeah, Spago.

Wolfgang
Puck's place.

We watched him on
television the other day,

he made that
wiener schnitzel..

*

*

Hey, Carl.
Hey, Frank.

What the fuck?!

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hey, kid.
It's Lenny.

I just want you to
know you're safe.

Lenny, what
is going on?

Look, I can't get
into this right now.

I just want you to know
I did everything I could

to protect you.

Protect me?

Look, I gotta run.
Angelo needs me.

We'll see each
other again.

[click]

The Indians.

Oh, the Indians? You
play Little League?

Michael,
you're on TV.

Oh, is it the
commercial again?

You're on
the news.

What?

I'll be
right back.

Federal agents have
officially linked Steven

DiMarco to the events
surrounding the death of

Nick Grimaldi Jr in a
strip club in the Valley.

Investigators have since
revealed a macabre plan

by DiMarco Industries
family patriarch Angelo

to protect his son from
retribution by hiring an

actor to play the role
of his hunted son.

The actor is a Los
Angeles man named

Michael Rose.

Oh, no.

It is unclear what his
connection is with the

events of that evening
or the cover up.

What is clear
immediately

is the striking
resemblance between

Mr. Rose and
Mr. DiMarco.

Talk about your classic
Film Noir Los Angeles.

I gotta go.

Michael? Michael?

So what do you know
about this Michael guy?

I mean, I
saw things..

I didn't
see things.

I don't know how much I
can tell you right now..

for free.

That's him
right there!

Tell us who
you are!

Did they pay you?
Were you aware

you were being set up
to die for another man?

[gasps]

[laughing]

Oh, my god.

That's all you got?

Fish tacos tonight?

You're buying.

I bought last time.

So.. listen.

Michael...

We're done here.

Okay.

So what does
that mean for me?

It means you should
be in the clear.

And the right
guy's dead.

And it's gonna take us
a while to figure out

what Angelo's
motives were.

As of right now his
story matches yours,

so.. we don't have
much to go on.

You do know that we had
you under surveillance

for a while.

We even had
you bugged.

And we would have
uncovered this sooner

but, quite simply, you
had everybody fooled.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hey, Michael.

This is John
Lerner from WMA.

I'd like to
talk to you.

You've been undiscovered
far too long, in my eyes.

Has anyone discussed
the movie rights

to your story?

Uh, no.

John, could you
hang on one second?

Hello?

Hi Mike. Nancy
Silver from ICM.

Hi Nancy.

Actually,
it's Michael.

Michael...
of course.

And in
my opinion

not enough people
know your name.

Would you like
to have lunch?

Okay.

You gotta grow up!

I'm running a
multimillion dollar

company here.

All you need to
do is sit there

and learn
the business!

No.. you want to
be a gangster!

You're only tough
because of my money

and the
people I know!

How am I gonna
protect you?

Cut! I
loved it!

We're gonna
move on.

-It wasn't too
much was it?

Not at all, man.
It was great.

-Thanks.

We're gonna put you
in on this next one

and come around, it's
gonna be your shot,

you just own it.

-It wasn't too
much, was it?

No, it was
incredible.

*

I love what you
did to the place.

It's like you're
not in LA.

Oh, I'm
definitely in LA.

* Meet me in
Cognito, baby *

* we'll have
nothing to hide *

* let's go
incognito, honey *

* let the world
believe that we've died *

* meet me in
Cognito, baby *

* we'll leave our
pasts behind us *

* the present is
always a mystery *

* the future never
fails to remind us *

* Incognito there
every day's a surprise *

* Incognito where truth
tells all the best lies *

* it's very good to
play the game *

* amuse the gods,
avoid the pain *

* but don't trust fortune,
don't trust fame *

* your real self doesn't
know your name *

* and in that we're
all the same *

* we're all
incognito *

*

*