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I think of all the good times that I've wasted, havin' good times When I think of

all the good time that's been wasted, havin' good times

When I was drinkin', I should've been thinkin' When I was fightin', I could've

done the right thing All of that boozin', I was really losin' good times Good times,

when I think of all the good time that's been wasted, havin' good times When I

think of all the good time that's been wasted, havin' good times

All of my life, I remember good times I could have been walking.

Instead of complaining.

I could have been gaining.

Good times.

South Court Police Department.

Yes, is Officer Spencer here?

Who's calling?

Mike Kendall.

Hey Mike.

I'm checking to see if he's received my application.

It's a PIQ for re-entry.

I know this isn't what you want to hear, but clearing

your background is going to be a real challenge.

The department has not let officers walk right back in after something like this.

I see.

Would you be able to give me any idea on how it looks?

The board makes the final decision, but it's not good.

Okay, so they'll call me?

Yeah Mike, if they're interested.

Right, if they're interested.

Look, it'll take a miracle to get you back on here.

I just want to be honest.

Okay.

Thank you.

Okay.

Goodbye.

Shit.

Tell me about yourself.

Okay.

What would you like to know?

Start with why you think you're the best person for the job.

Well... I don't take any shit.

People that work out here usually come away with animals.

How can you imagine?

Hey buddy.

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa.

One to ten, what would it be?

Two?

Police officer, huh?

Yes, sir.

Is there a reason you're still not a cop?

Yeah.

I think I'd like to hire you.

Really?

I can't say why, but you struck me.

Let's get you signed in.

We can start first thing tomorrow morning.

There's one other thing I'd like to mention.

Sure, go ahead.

Well...

I have a problem with alcohol.

I see.

Most mornings I'm about as worthless as a park bench in hell.

Usually don't start thinking straight until I get a couple cold ones in me.

After that, I wouldn't recommend me operating any heavy machinery.

Yeah.

But other than that, you know, I'm ready to go.

Hey, Wendy.

Mr. Kendall.

How'd the job hunt go this month?

Pretty good.

Pretty good.

I like my chances.

Oh, man, that asshole's wife started the whole thing.

Hey, come on.

Easy, boys.

Hey.

Just had this son of a bitch dry cleaned.

All right.

Let me have another beer.

I'll sober up a little bit.

Yeah, try it, Mike.

I'll have you hooked up to that lime pole waiting for the cops.

You bastard.

I've been coming here all my life.

Yeah, and you're a nasty son of a bitch.

Nobody wants you around.

Teddy likes me.

Yeah, you're right about that.

My dick is out.

My dick is out.

All right, I can hold it.

Nothing wrong with my prostate.

Hey.

That's a paying customer, gentlemen.

A lot of little respect.

Boys, get the hell out of here.

A bunch of pricks.

You okay?

I'm fine.

Let's go to the dead dog.

We still got another hour.

Oh.

Mm-mm.

Won't go back there.

Not since that pervert attacked me in the bathroom.

They ran that guy off?

Uh-huh.

I'm gonna tap out, buddy.

Don't tell me that.

That would take it easy.

Are you serious?

Why don't you ride with me, man, and just take the couch?

Shit.

Gonna have to pass.

Last thing I want is to wake up at 6 a.m.

to watch SpongeBob with your kids.

Okay.

Hey!

You wrap your car around a tree, I'm not gonna feel guilty.

Neither am I.

I'm fine.

Just need to get some coffee.

Like hell.

You smell like a damn distillery.

The only asshole drunker than you might be this guy right here.

I don't know what's wrong with you, mate.

You could be a good cop.

I am a good cop.

Turn off your engine!

Stay in the car.

I can do the job.

Hey, you step one foot outside this vehicle, and I'm reporting your ass.

Kendall, I really like you, but...

Yeah.

You

wanna roll it down, buddy?

Shit.

Shit.

Officer down.

Code 3.

I repeat, officer down.

Code 3.

Oh, boy.

Hey, dude.

Mike?

Scott.

Pete?

Mind if we do this outside?

Appreciate you hanging around.

I know the process.

Figured I'd save you some time.

You look like shit.

Missed my shower this morning.

You been drinking?

Do you even have a license?

Work permit.

Got it on you?

Do I really have to deal with this shit right now?

For all we know, you hit that girl with your car.

You wanna look at my wheels, Pete?

They're right over there.

Why don't you wait it out at the car?

I'm all right.

I know.

Well, the guys are still pretty ticked off for how it went down with Burke.

You think I'm happy about it?

All right.

Let's talk about this girl you found.

I need you to start from the beginning.

Don't leave one damn thing out.

Make sure you make it.

Yeah.

See him come back from worse.

Is she local?

Could be.

How old is she?

Early 20s, I guess.

Cops have any idea?

They were asking me.

Really?

You know, this could end up really nice for you.

You know, damsel in distress, and here comes her knight in shining armor.

You don't get involved with the victim.

Teddy, that's policy.

That's policy.

Stop.

Policy.

Stop with the cop talk.

You don't have to worry about that anymore.

Is that blood in there?

Yeah.

That shit's gonna be extra.

Oh, man.

Good thing you don't have any interior.

I appreciate it.

Thanks.

Sorry about that.

Found this.

underneath the seat.

Medical?

Yeah, ICU, please.

Please help.

ICU, this is Tammy.

Hello, this is Mike Kendal.

I brought in a girl yesterday morning.

Jane Doe.

Early 20s.

She's banged up pretty good.

Oh, yeah.

Hi, Mr. Kendall.

Well, I've got some of her belongings.

And I'd like to drop by.

Personally.

To her.

Sorry, I guess no one told you.

She... She... last night, she passed away.

Uh, Mr. Kendall, are you still there?

No, no, still here.

Sorry to hear that.

Yeah.

Was her body identified?

I'm sorry, I can't tell you that.

You'd have to contact the police.

I understand.

All right.

Right.

All right, well, you take care.

I will, thank you.

I'm pretty sure that's gonna kill it.

Tina wanted you out of the scene.

I'm working, Mike.

Come on, please.

It's been a shit day.

Fine.

Two minutes.

Well, it's good to see you.

Yeah.

Been a while.

You look great.

What are you doing tonight?

You're looking at it.

What?

You wanna stop by after work?

Have a sleepover?

I guess it has been a while.

Me and, uh... Greg.

Greg?

Yeah.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Since when?

About a month.

I thought we had something going.

Mike, I haven't seen you around in six months.

I've been real busy.

Yeah.

Well, I called.

Left messages.

Don't try and tell me you didn't get them, either.

That's why I came by.

That's a bunch of crap.

I wanna make it right.

Have Greg pour us a couple drinks.

We can talk it over.

Sometimes you're just such a shitheel, you know?

I'm gonna give you the check.

Keep it open.

All right.

Girl.

Where you at?

Christy.

I'm not sure of your relation, but I wanna let you know... Who the fuck is this?

Put Christy on the phone.

I don't think you understand.

Put my bitch on the phone.

You know something?

I don't like the shit that's pouring out of your mouth.

Do you know who the fuck you're talking to?

I bet you think the tired-ass Motown you're playing makes you seem old school.

I'm gonna give you that funny man.

And I'm gonna slash your motherfucking throat.

How you like that?

Yeah, I doubt it.

Don't think I can't reach out and touch you, motherfucker.

Try it.

I got to him.

Rattled his cage.

He said her name was Christy.

He got a name.

That's good.

So, that's him.

The killer is on that phone.

I don't think he knows she's dead.

It's probably a pimp.

Could be her boyfriend.

Depends on how screwed up this girl was.

Wait, you brought a pimp into our house?

It's a phone, Kel.

With my babies in the next room.

I didn't invite the guy to dinner.

You shouldn't be fiddling around with some dead girl's phone.

This guy is key to the investigation.

He knows the girl.

Might even know she was with that night.

You need to give it to the cops.

Of course, I'm gonna give it to the police.

Look, Mike, I think what Kelly is trying to say is that you are no longer a cop.

Don't tell me what I'm trying to say.

I know I'm not a damn cop.

Thank you very much, Teddy.

Okay, you know what?

I'm going to bed.

Listen, I know you're going through some shit right now.

And I love you.

But it's been 17 months.

Here we go.

You're 45.

You don't have a job.

This has nothing to do with me finding a job.

And no matter what happens, nobody's gonna hand you another badge.

So you need to move on.

Find something else.

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

I know growing up for you wasn't easy.

You didn't get to be a kid.

And I sympathize.

I really do.

I'm not 12 years old anymore.

I don't need people to look after me.

Okay, where is the end point here, Mike?

When are you gonna start taking responsibility for what you're doing?

Is it possible for one supportive statement to come out of your mouth?

Not when we've been paying your mortgage for the past two months, no.

I'm outta here.

Well, don't forget your beer.

Yeah.

Oh, that's nice.

Nice.

Thanks for the pep talk, sis.

Uh-huh.

Teddy?

Yeah?

I need the mop.

I've cleaned the floor.

Why'd you answer it?

I thought it might be a family member.

Come on, Mike.

You know better than that.

I got her first name.

That's great.

We already have that.

Family came in yesterday.

I did the body.

What's the family name?

Mike.

I wanna send flowers.

Neville.

How'd it go with the parents?

Fine.

They seem upset.

Sure.

I had no idea who did it.

Thanks for the phone, Mike.

I got the coffee.

Oh, there's still 15 to 20 numbers in there.

Plus the bar stamp on the back of her hand.

You went through the phone?

We start with the most recent.

Work our way back.

We can find this prick who called and twist his arm up his ass.

Ten to one, he knows who she was out with that night.

This is a police investigation.

I know.

We'd really have to get physical.

He's probably all mouth anyhow.

There is no we.

You know that.

Yeah, sure.

Just got the old juices flowing.

I know you found her.

I know you feel responsible.

But you're not in this.

In any way.

Okay.

Got it?

Yeah.

Kristen Neville was a child of light.

A wonderful, charming girl.

And although we haven't had the pleasure of Christy here during the last few years,

I choose to remember her as the inquisitive, God-fearing

young lady I received during her first birth.

Departures are always difficult.

How can I help you?

Well, I need about 15... You know what?

Let's make it 25 business cards.

Hi.

Jack Winter.

I called earlier.

Nothing leakable?

I'm here because I knew Christy several years ago.

She and my younger brother were friends.

They went to Mount Conyer High together.

How old are you?

Winter.

I don't...

I don't remember your brother.

He's a lot younger.

Their relationship was brief.

She only came around a few times before they grew apart.

But I was quite fond of Christy.

What was his first name?

Kelly.

But everybody called him Bill.

Billy.

Willie.

I... I think I remember something about a will.

Exactly.

You could leave an impression.

What can we do for you, Mr. Winter?

I'd like to find out who killed your daughter.

We've already talked to the police.

I'm not police.

I'm a private investigator.

Police have a tendency to miss certain details.

Important details.

And those are the types of...

details that I pick up.

We don't want to hire a private investigator.

Which is why I've decided to take the case pro bono.

Christy being a friend and all.

The least I can do.

I have to be honest with you, Mr. Winter.

Kristen was a very...

She was a very mixed up girl.

She was a free spirit, Debra.

I'll give you that.

She took this family to hell more times than I can count.

So maybe we would just like for her to find some peace.

Still here, huh, Leslie?

Don't know where else I'd be.

Hey, Julian.

Get these clowns out of here.

We got it.

Haven't seen you in a while, Mike.

Haven't been since that pervert attacked Teddy in the bathroom.

I ran that guy off.

That's what I heard.

The place has really picked up.

We're trying something new.

How about a beer?

Talk me into it.

She's friendly.

Name's Heidi.

You should talk to her.

Maybe I will.

Who's the tough guy now?

Who's the tough guy now?

Shit.

Take a seat, Mike.

What are you doing here?

Having a beer, meeting a friend.

What are you boys doing here?

None of your goddamn business.

Who are you meeting?

What?

Who's your friend?

Hot little blonde over there.

You know her?

Heidi?

Yeah.

It's a new thing.

Seems like a real catch.

She's a wizard with a pool stick.

That guy gives her lessons all the time.

He's great.

She's a hooker, dipshit.

Why don't you call it a night, Mike?

Yeah.

Before we get someone else shot.

Hey, you wanna grab something to eat?

I don't think so.

Can we do this again?

Sure.

How about I call you tomorrow?

Fine.

Was that your wife?

That's my sister.

Like a sister-sister?

Or that's your sister?

I was adopted.

How'd that work?

Compared to starving and getting the shit kicked out of

me by a couple of junkies, I thought it was pretty great.

You want a beer?

Yeah.

And in Whittier, a man is dead and police are searching for

two suspects after shooting at the home on Sherman and US 31.

24 hour news updates with Mike Jones.

Just till you hear the click.

Can I get the keys to the trunk of this car?

We got some cartoon fire here in the trunk.

Yeah, those are Mike's shots.

Alright, let's get it open.

Oh, shit.

Jesus.

Mike shot her.

You know he's fucking drunk, right?

Yeah.

Point one three.

Shit's not right.

I'm doing it again.

I'm doing it again.

I'm doing it again.

Jack Winter.

Thank you, Mr. Winter, for being so...

expeditious.

Yeah, I had to shuffle a few appointments, but...

this is important to me.

My granddaughter's been dead a week.

The police are no longer answering my phone calls.

And some son of a bitch is getting away with murder.

You know, to them, she's just another toe tag.

I want this guy.

I want to chain him to the back of my Bentley

and I want to drag him around a little.

I can understand that, Mr. Yandel.

Can you do it, Jack?

Can you find this guy for me?

I can.

My daughter informs me that you are willing to take this case for free.

That's correct.

Not a chance.

What's your rate?

You know, it varies.

Travel expenses, food, you never really know with this kind of... $2,500 a week?

That'll work.

Would you mind making it out to cash?

Ex-wife's got me by the balls.

How much do you know about Christy?

Well...

she was a handful.

Did you know she was a drug addict and a prostitute?

Something like that.

Everybody tried to help her, of course, but she'd push people away.

She was raised strict.

Probably the reason for her rebellion.

You ever meet any of her friends?

She hung out with some real scumbags.

Anybody you could put a name to?

If I could put a name to someone, Jack, I would be busting down doors.

She come by with a couple of skank girlfriends looking for a little handout.

A guy who drove them.

Wiry little shit.

Hispanic, I guess.

You think you could pick him out?

No, I don't think so.

I won't forget his car, though.

Impala.

New?

Sixties.

Purple.

March!

Get set!

Go!

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

Sir, is that an open container?

It will be.

Hey, Mike, where you been hiding yourself, man?

Oh, I've been busy.

I got a job.

A job?

What kind of job?

Sort of an assistant type deal.

I run errands, do fact checking, things like that.

Mike, that's great.

That's great, man.

That's a temporary position.

You know what?

Let's get Kells over here.

Well, I don't want to... No, no, hey, babe!

Come here!

Your brother's here!

She looks busy with the egg toss.

Oh, hey, look here, man.

She really wants to talk to you.

She feels bad about the other night.

All right, just hear her out.

What do you want, Mike?

Hey, babe, Mike got a job.

Nothing big.

Yeah, he's some assistant to some big shot downtown.

Oh, back to work.

That's good.

I wanted to give you this.

He's probably gonna have his own desk by the end of the week.

Huh, Mike?

This is $500.

It's a start.

Wow.

Thank you, Mike.

You're welcome.

I'm glad I got to stop by.

I'll just add this to the pile.

I have to hit the road.

You just got here, man.

At least stay for the three-legged race.

Hey, you can buddy up with JJ.

No, I can't.

I got a date.

A date?

That's incredible.

Is it that incredible, really?

I'm just saying, man.

I mean, this is like a total windfall.

Anybody we know?

I don't think so.

I made you some cereal.

Thanks.

What do you think?

It's good.

It's an off brand.

Yeah, there's a shit ton of raisins.

That's what I'm saying.

You know a lot of the other girls?

I can.

If that's what you're into.

I picked up a girl last week.

Christy.

You know her?

Girls change their name like every other week.

Short, brunette, real pretty.

A lot of girls fit that description.

She hangs out with a Hispanic guy.

Drives an Impala.

Mmm.

It's not ringing a bell.

I mean, girls come and go.

It's not something people usually stick to.

Right.

But I can ask around.

That'd be great.

Oh, shit.

I got a 1030 across town.

Think you could drop me?

No.

Call me, baby.

Pull around the corner.

Do you have brain damage?

Are you following me?

I'm following the girl.

But imagine my surprise when a black Nova picked her up for the evening.

Not exactly what you think.

You're screwing a hooker.

I'm gaining her trust.

You're compromising my fucking investigation, Mike.

And I told you to lay off.

She's gonna ask around.

She's not gonna ask shit.

You think she wants to get in the middle of this?

They were best friends.

She said that?

Hell yes.

Then I'll bring her in.

You bring her in, she's gonna clam up.

She doesn't want that kind of attention.

Why do you think she's working with me?

Just give her some room.

She comes up with something.

She comes up with something, you bring it to me.

Of course.

I'm the first person you call.

Right.

What did I say?

You're the first.

You don't check out the lead.

You don't get a bite to eat.

You don't wipe your ass.

You call me.

Is that clear?

Absolutely.

You get one shot at this, Mike.

Rose, you ain't got a damn thing to eat in here.

I just went shopping.

Yeah, well that'd be great if I was in the mood for celery sticks and a fruitini.

That's what I eat.

Yeah, well you need to get some protein up in this bitch.

I'm about to pass out.

And how long am I gonna watch all these

desperate ass bitches try to get up on this dude?

Sam never complains when I watch my shows.

And he brings pizza.

Yeah, well guess what?

Sweetie has a night off.

So do me a favor.

Change this shit to SportsCenter.

Yo, you got somebody coming over?

Who is it?

You girls were just too fucking greedy.

Jack Winter here.

This young woman was a friend of Christie's.

You're sure?

Positive.

She offered to blow me at three separate occasions.

For money, of course.

This prick... I don't know who he is.

I do.

You alright?

Just waking up, Steve.

Mike?

Good morning, Mike.

Beer?

Hey, Randy.

What?

The news.

You know, things that are happening.

I don't recall.

Seems you ought to remember if you heard something or not.

Then no.

An employee of yours had a little accident last night.

You worked the floor.

So what?

He was working something else.

In the back.

Alright.

You think you know something?

You got two patrons and one employee dead.

And Christie Neville had your bar stamp on the back of her hand.

Have a drink, Mike.

How long before the whole damn police force is breathing down your neck?

You were the cop.

You tell me.

They already know you're running a brothel.

It's a bar.

I can't do a background check on everybody that walks through that door.

You solicited me, Randy.

Which tells me you're taking a cut.

You can't prove that.

I don't have to.

The cops are gonna do it for me.

They just want a fall guy and they'll take the first one that pops up.

All I have to do is set it in motion.

What do you want?

The guy who supplies the girls.

The one that drives the Impala.

Can't help you.

How about a number?

We didn't exchange info.

The less we know about each other, the better.

If he wants to say something, he'll come by.

The guy's paranoid.

What if you have to get ahold of him?

I use the girls.

Look...

All I have is a name.

It's not something you put on a driver's license.

But it's what everyone calls him.

It's what he calls himself.

Mood.

I'll leave.

That's right.

Right over here.

Say, Motown.

What?

Say, tired-ass Motown.

I ain't finna ask you again.

I'ma just pull the trigger.

Tired-ass Motown.

I told you I was gonna find your ass, funny man.

I've been looking for you.

Oh, yeah?

Funny.

Lot of fools been looking for Mood these days.

Yeah, fuck him up, Mood.

Baby, you take your ass in that kitchen right now.

Can't you see I'm conversating with this motherfucker?

And what'd I tell you about getting up in my grill, huh?

You messed up.

Mike Kendall...

asking about Chrissy like you did.

We had a good time once.

No, no, no, stop it.

Chrissy ain't gonna give a John her real name.

That's rule number one.

She can drop all that bullshit.

I ain't trying to hear it.

Now, I'm down two bitches.

And I'm in high pursuit for a third prostitute.

And Baby over there...

she seems to think that you the trigger man.

But I'm not.

I've been kicking it with you for a minute.

I'm gonna say that you ain't.

That's a cold-blooded professional.

And you ain't nothing but a...

a drunk...

in a $50 suit.

I'm a private investigator.

I'm working for the grandfather.

Now you starting to make some sense.

See, I all figured you'd come to me for the key to some answers.

I tell y'all I ain't got shit.

You're missing a third girl.

That ain't my girl.

But I'm looking for her.

That crazy-ass bitch got spooked.

Climbed up a coon's ass.

Pulled her tail all the way in with her.

When?

Last night.

After Rose got smoked.

They knew each other?

She was friends with my girls.

Braiding each other's hair and whatnot.

Is there a place she'd go?

You check it out.

We don't go knocking on no doors for no bitches.

As you can imagine, most families ain't too

enthusiastic about seeing a move knocking on they door.

You feel me?

I feel ya.

Hello.

I'm Jack Winter.

I'm a private investigator.

I'd like to speak with Ms. Oreblocker.

Is this the Oreblocker residence?

Can I see some identification?

Oliver!

Let the man in for God's sakes.

Ms. Oreblocker, I'm Jack Winter, a private investigator.

I'd like to talk with you about your granddaughter.

Let me see this.

Oh.

Okay, come on in.

Don't mind him, he's just overly protective.

Come on in.

It's right down here around the corner.

This is her room.

And she was living here recently?

It's the only home she has.

As far as I know.

I didn't realize someone thought that she was

missing until the officers came by this morning.

The police were here?

Two of them.

You know, I told them, just give her a couple of days and she'll turn up.

She's always in and out.

She's a very independent girl.

If it's all right with you, I'd like to have a look around.

Oh.

Fine.

Fine, the officers wanted to look around too.

Can I offer you a drink, Mr. Winter?

I've got juice boxes.

No, thank you.

Milk or tea?

Or maybe the juice.

Okay, perfect.

Perfect.

Thank you.

Thank you.

How'd you get a hold of him?

He found me.

Yeah, I can see that.

You know, there's easier ways of getting yourself killed.

How'd you guys find out about Ivy Oreblocker?

Who's Ivy Oreblocker?

The missing girl.

What missing girl?

Dead hookers.

You didn't send two officers to her grandmother's house this morning?

Nope, not us.

You sure?

Oreblocker.

Ivy Oreblocker.

If it had something to do with the case, then I'd know about it.

Give me your notepad.

Why?

I'm giving you the address.

The girl's been missing a couple days.

Grandma said two officers stopped by the house this morning.

Could be a different department.

Maybe.

You don't think so?

I don't know.

These are our guys?

It's possible.

Hey, where are you going?

Is that all you need to know?

Right now.

You get something else... You're the first person I call.

Amateur hour.

Who is it?

Sir, we're with the city planning commission.

Okay.

We'd like to talk to you about a major development coming to your neighborhood.

Well, it sounds great, but I'm not feeling too hot right now.

Can we do this another time?

It'd be best if we talked now.

Don't know when we'll be back, sir.

It'll only take a minute.

Sir?

Sir?

Son of a bitch is out the back.

We'll track him down.

You rode the bike!

Ah, Nova's on the fritz.

Where's Kelly?

Ah, she took the kids to a show.

Something with some singing carousel.

I couldn't stomach it.

What's up with your head?

At work.

Low-hanging shop.

Had a lot in my hands.

Look.

What's this?

I want the Glock.

What?

My gun.

The one I sold you.

I want to buy it back.

That's the 250.

Yeah, you gave me specific instructions about the gun.

I was to hold on to it.

I was never to sell it to you or anybody else until you were back on the force.

You made that very clear.

I know.

Are you back on the force?

I got an interview.

Goddamn.

Okay, come on.

Hello?

This thing just went next level.

How would you like us to proceed?

Okay, we need you to finish it.

We're not going to jail for this shit.

This is my family.

Understand?

It's going to cost you double.

Just get it done.

We'll be in touch.

The department sees my targets, they're going to shit.

Okay, look.

You can't let Kelly know, all right?

Interview or not, she will not understate you.

No way.

All right, where are you headed?

Across town.

Hey, man, I have to drop you off.

Nope, I'm done putting you out.

Be by tomorrow to pick up my wheels.

Okay.

Oh, look who's back.

Dave Chevrolet.

Do you want to piss me off?

Keep acting like I'm one of your drunks.

Not long ago, you were.

I gotta say, I liked you more then.

You had Julian watching Rose.

Probably told him he could make some easy cash, hanging out with a beautiful girl.

Can't blame him.

Hell, I'd have taken the gig myself.

Where's Ivy?

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

Uh...

Sam.

Show Mike to the door.

Sam, you touch me, I'm gonna rip your fucking balls off.

I remember back in high school.

I watched you pitch a no-hitter in the city championship.

Hell, you took us all the way to state.

My dad said you could have made pro if you'd set your mind to it.

You were a real technician.

Not to mention a 90-mile-per-hour fastball.

Made you one hell of a player.

A real bear.

They used to say.

Where is she?

I know you think she's safe.

But it won't last.

Not with these guys.

Just as sure as I did, they'll track her down.

And they'll go through you to do it.

Leslie.

You got the bar.

Hey.

I got her at Fred's.

Who's Fred?

One of my cooks.

What can I help you with?

Is Kelly Kendall in?

Banks.

Kelly Banks.

She's been there for eight years now.

Brother's Mike Kendall?

Yeah.

Yeah, but she's not in at the moment.

What's this about?

We're actually here about her brother, Mike.

She's listed as a secondary point of contact.

Is that bad?

Not for Mr. Kendall, no.

You see, we'd like to lease a nominal part of his land.

And he has the opportunity to make a significant amount of money.

Okay.

So it's best that we talk to him as soon as possible.

Oh, well, he just missed him.

He took off in a cab.

He did?

Yeah.

Any idea where he was headed?

No.

No, he didn't say.

But if you got a business card, I'll take it from you.

And I'll pass it along to him.

I got one of those.

Mr. Randy.

Y este?

It's okay, Conchita.

That's mi amigo.

¿Dónde es Ivy?

Acá.

Vamos.

Niños.

Apáguenlo.

Ándale.

Váyanse a jugar afuera.

Ándale.

Miss Ivy, it's Mr. Randy.

She hanged back a bit.

Let me warm her up.

Hey, baby.

I brought somebody.

His name is Mike.

It's been a good long time.

He used to be a cop.

Just trying to help her out, huh, Randy?

I thought you weren't going to tell nobody.

Yeah.

I think I'm starting to understand why.

Randy, this isn't what we talked about.

You got a plan, sweetie?

Something tells me I'm looking at it.

You think you can wait him out?

Maybe they'll get tired of looking.

Let's say they can't find you.

Doesn't mean it's over.

They'll grab somebody else.

Someone close.

Let's say your grandmother.

Well, it won't matter if she doesn't know

the answers to the questions they're asking.

They'll make her suffer.

And when her body's found beaten, mutilated, and floating in the St.

Johns River, you'll wish you'd come forward.

By then, they'll have someone else.

Maybe another relative.

Or a friend.

Maybe Randy.

Randy.

That is, if there's still somebody you give a shit about besides yourself.

Let's cut the bullshit.

You tell me what's going on.

What can I get you?

We're looking for Mike Kendall.

We're looking for Mike Kendall.

We're looking for Mike Kendall.

No, he's not here.

But he was here.

I didn't say that.

So he wasn't here.

I haven't seen him.

Well, that's strange.

Because I just spoke with the cab driver.

They said no less than a half hour ago he dropped Mike

Kendall off at this bar and watched him walk inside.

Huh.

I just can't believe it.

That just kind of proves to me that you're lying.

I could haul your ass in right now just for that.

What do you think?

Into the bar.

Thanks, Fred.

Why don't you just hold tight there, Pablo?

Being a bartender, you see a lot of shit.

You learn a lot of shit, too.

Useless knowledge most of the time, but once in a while you get a gem.

Let me give you an example.

I bet you don't know that our law enforcement

holds a lot of pride in the national bird.

Now that makes sense if you consider that the state's fowl is the valley quail.

Let me tell you, there's nothing tough about a quail and

you sure as hell wouldn't want to put that on your uniform.

Now you see, at the top of your badge is supposed to be an eagle.

A bald eagle, the national bird.

But what you got there looks more like a hawk, which is a hell of a bird,

but it ain't no bald eagle.

So I'm guessing that that badge was made in Tijuana by a counterfeiter who didn't

know the difference between a chicken and chicken shit.

Is that right?

It could be.

Look, these guys are a bunch of rich assholes.

They were in town for some real estate thing

and they wanted to get their dicks wet.

They wanted some young pussy and they were willing to pay a lot of money for it.

So you blackmailed them and now they've paid a

couple of psychopaths to knock off the girls.

I helped them with the blackmail, but the girls came to me with the video.

They wanted to do it.

Maybe we hit them up for more too many times, but

who kills people over a few hundred thousand dollars?

How old are you?

How old do you want me to be?

You teach her to say that?

God, no.

He didn't tell me shit.

But you saw the opportunity, didn't you, Randy?

Hey, I fucked guys for money before.

Pack up your stuff.

We're going to the police.

Wait a minute, Mike.

You can't go to no cops.

We can pay you.

We got money.

We already got $140,000 out of these guys and that was just our cut?

I'm bringing you both in.

I don't think I can let you do that.

I'm not asking.

What are you going to do, shoot me?

Maybe.

Maybe.

That's for being a scumbag.

Maybe get your stuff.

Come on.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Abby, Abby, Abby, get your backpack.

And JJ, close the door after her now.

Come on.

Okay.

Come in.

Wait, what do you want for dinner?

Looks like poor Leslie just got the one shot off.

Well, this guy was a bouncer.

Looks like that poor lady was just having a drink.

Sir?

I got a witness.

Said there were three of them.

They lit out of here in a silver 90's model sedan.

My nose is broken.

Be happy you're still breathing.

What?

That car.

Yeah?

That's Randy's car.

Where are the girls?

Hey, you got a girl too?

Yes.

Okay, get rid of that Mexican.

Open the door.

Open the door.

You open the door or I shoot you in the fucking head.

You understood that one, didn't you?

Holy shit.

Go, go.

Get down.

Damn.

Bitch.

Hold tight.

Ah, shit.

You're bleeding, baby.

Fuck.

Shit.

Hang on.

You can get out there.

You okay?

Did you see my leg pitch in blood?

No, I'm not okay.

He's off.

We're clear.

Take your foot off the gas.

There you go.

Nice and easy.

Give it the brakes.

Heidi, look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

You're safe.

You did great.

We're safe.

Look at one of the cops.

It's over.

Teddy.

Teddy.

Not even close, Mike.

That was a pretty good shot.

Where's Teddy?

Teddy?

I'm looking at him right now.

Don't you touch him.

I'm gonna cut a deal with you, Mike.

Don't you fucking touch him.

You don't get to make demands here, Mike.

Now whatever happens or doesn't happen to your friend here, Teddy, that's on you.

I gotta tell you, he's not looking good.

But if I don't get that girl, and

then I'm gonna kill your sister too.

And I don't care if it takes a day or a lifetime, I'm gonna

gut those two fucking kids of hers from stem to stern.

I'm gonna take your silence as a sign of understanding.

I'm gonna call you in a bit.

And I'm gonna give you a time and a place.

Huh?

What?

Would you fuck me?

You get cute?

You get stupid?

Well, we both know how that ends.

Change of plans.

Kelly.

I need you to leave the house.

I don't have time to explain right now.

Take the kids and get out.

Meet me at the Black Bear Diner.

You got a phone?

Call us at camp.

Hey, guys.

I need to talk to your mom for a minute.

What?

What's going on?

What did you do?

And who's that girl, Mike?

Listen, uh...

I messed up.

I got into some shit.

These are some really bad guys and they got Teddy.

What?

They have him and they're making threats.

No, Mike.

Mike?

You and the kids need to... You stupid shit.

I can fix it.

You can't fix it, Mike.

You're the damn problem.

You need to call the cops.

Tell them you and the kids need protection.

You stupid, stupid shit.

All we do is help you and all you do is ruin people's lives.

That's what you do.

The car's here.

I'm gonna get him back.

You better get him back.

You better bring him back.

Hey, you Ivy?

Uh, yeah.

Up on in.

How's your day going?

Pretty good.

Good.

Where to?

Make a right.

Men like this don't forget.

They come back and finish the job.

There you go, sweetie.

I've dealt with people like this before.

Not in this exact way, but in business.

These are sociopaths.

They don't give a shit about anybody but themselves.

We do this, there's no halfway.

You sure you're up for this?

Hello?

Yeah, I know the place.

Old train depot off 226.

Yeah.

Not a lot out there.

I'll be counting on it.

Listen.

In three hours, give this guy a call.

He's a good cop.

We could use another man.

I might know someone.

Somebody you can trust.

I think so.

And he definitely seems motivated.

You've got to be kidding me.

Who the hell else we gonna get?

Y'all got a plan for this shit?

We just want to jump into an old fashioned dog fight.

Both.

Do we have to listen to this?

Hell yeah.

This shit right here gets my motherfucking blood up.

You buy a car like this?

You don't.

You gots to build this.

Doesn't seem practical.

It's cause it ain't.

It's just my weekend car.

You ready?

Is that all you bringing?

That musket?

It's a high quality musket, son.

It's your bed.

Frankly, I'm surprised you made it out.

These motherfuckers murdered two of my girls.

Must have taken quite a loss.

Oh.

You think this is business, huh?

I see what you did to my granddaughter.

You know I found her living on the street, rolling tricks for dime bags.

I raised the rate.

Gave her a roof.

You want to get all mystical and start searching for answers and shit?

Maybe you ought to think about what y'all did.

You sure you can shoot a fool from this far?

I can rip the heart right out of his chest.

Stay put.

You drunk?

I'm comfortable.

Looks like you caught a stitch in your side.

Looks worse than it is.

The girl?

Teddy first.

Alright, tough guy.

I'll show you mine first.

Where's your partner?

Doesn't matter.

Where's the other prick?

There's some shit right here.

Alright.

Just so we're all on the same page.

Captain Shitheels here makes any sudden moves,

trigger gets pulled and off goes his head.

Same goes for me.

If I'm forced to make any sudden moves, trigger

gets pulled and off goes his fucking head.

I'm sensing a theme here.

Mike?

I'm here, buddy.

Oh, fuck.

Take the shot.

Come on.

Alright, Mike.

Time for you to show me yours.

Sure.

Let's go, sweetheart.

Take the shot, Steve.

Come on.

Alright.

Here you go.

Take her.

This all could have been so simple.

Yeah, it didn't work for me.

Huh?

Mind if I finish my beer?

Go right ahead.

Take the shot, old man.

Come on, take the shot.

Take the shot.

Stay put, Teddy.

Stay down.

It wouldn't go down.

Motherfuckers have vests on.

Steve!

I'm here.

I'm hit, son of a bitch.

Mike.

I got you, buddy.

Okay.

I got you.

Come

on.

Somebody help these fools.

We just spent our morning in the judge's room.

We're in the judge's chambers.

It appears the court is inclined to rule in self-defense.

Really?

You just lucked out.

What about the girl?

Agreed to testify.

She's in protective custody, but she'll end up in a home after the trial.

We'll hope for the best.

Right now, we've got two of the three pricks in custody.

They're partners, all of them.

They run a high-end real estate firm in Orange County.

First one came pretty easy.

Help!

Number two gave us a little chase.

Drop it!

Drop it!

Come on!

Get on the ground!

Get on the ground!

Get on the ground!

Get up!

Those are $200 wingtips, man.

Number three, William Ritter, owns a boat, sailed himself into Mexico.

So it's probably gonna take a dump truck-sized shitload of paperwork to get

his ass out of there, at least six months later.

That's extradite.

And that's only if we can convince the district

attorney this guy's even worth the trouble.

Worst part is, we know exactly where he's at.

A little fishing village, a couple miles south of Costa Maya.

Just thought you might want to know that.

You have two hours.

I repeat, that is two hours exactly to complete this exam.

It is multiple choice.

You will begin...

now.

I heard they ruled that shooting, uh...

self-defense.

They did.

That's good.

Took the private investigator's exam this morning.

Seemed like I knew most of it.

I think this is something I can be good at.

Even if I am a fuck-up.

Yeah.

Might be.

How's Kelly?

It's not gonna happen right now, Mike.

Thought maybe we could get a drink.

Maybe a coffee.

Gonna need some time.

Yeah.

Hey there, motherfucker.

Don't you look comfy.