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We need to get back to work.
Talk about the next job, no?

Smurf's icing me out.

- Why didn't you say something?
- Trying to handle it.

You gotta get out of
here. My dad'll shit a brick.

This is unacceptable.

I can't have you sleeping
here. Do you understand me?

A photographer I like is
doing an exhibit in Carlsbad.

Do you want to go?

Get in here, man.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?

You didn't have to
get the kid in on it.

- What happened?
- OD'd.

I got ripped off.

I'm gonna find out
who did this to me.

And you're gonna get him.

You told me the boys didn't
do anything behind my back.

Don't ever lie to me again.

Yeah!

Come on, bitches! Peace out!

Yeah! You see that?
Huh? You like that?

- Whoa!
- Hell, yeah!

Deran, you the man!

Oh, shit.

He called. What was I gonna say?

- Where the hell you been?
- I've been busy.

Can't answer your phone?

Let me guess. You caved, huh?

Smurf's right on this one.

Earning small jobs on the side,
it ain't worth the risk. It's just not.

Pussies.

It's time to come
home. It's time.

What, so Smurf says we can work
again and we just jump right to it, what?

I know she's been riding you. I get
it. I get that you wanna punish her,

but this whole routine is getting
a little old, don't you think?

No, man. You know
what? I'm done.

I'm sick of her shit. I
can't take it anymore.

I'm sorry, man. I'm done.

- And what about 22-D at San Pedro?
- I don't know.

So, we're robbing
shipping containers now?

San Diego's better if we
wanna hit a cargo yard...

- And get what, some iPhones?
- What about the manifest?

I haven't found a guard I
can buy off yet, no one I trust.

- San Pedro or San Diego?
- San Diego.

Well, then focus on San Pedro.

Okay.

Um, I'll get some license plates.
I'll run them by our guy at the DMV,

and see if there's a guard
with some history we can use.

Just do it tonight.

Why not City National in
Temecula? We always talked about it.

There's hardly any foot traffic.

Andrew, what aren't you getting?

You were just inside for three
years. No more banks, baby.

I'm not breaking parole for a
couple of crates of Blu-ray players.

How about that CVS
warehouse in Vista?

Really? That's your big
idea? You in a giant pharmacy?

I thought we were brainstorming.

And a shipping yard is
no job for three people.

It's not. If Deran is
out, let's try the kid.

Because I don't
think he's ready.

Deran's just being a baby.

As soon as he hears us talking about
doing another job, he'll come running home.

- Maybe.
- He'll be in.

I'm not so sure. I, um, saw him.

What?

- Yeah, I saw him.
- When?

- This morning.
- You didn't drag his ass back home?

- It's not as easy as that.
- Since when?

Okay, that's
enough, both of you.

No one in this family has to do
anything they don't want to do.

Deran will come
home when he's ready.

Who the hell is this?

- Can we help you?
- I sure hope so.

My name's Paul
Belmont. I'm Nicky's father.

So good to finally meet you.
I'm Janine Cody, J's grandma.

This is my son, Craig.

Go ahead, honey. I'm okay.

What brings you, Paul?

Nicky stormed out of
the house yesterday.

Said she was going
to her friend Shannon's.

My wife and I thought she'd been
spending a little too much time over there.

So when my wife
called this morning,

she found out that
Nicky wasn't there at all.

- Has Nicky been staying here with J?
- Yeah.

She was here last night, and
she has stayed here occasionally,

but I never thought
you didn't know.

Of course I didn't know.

We're not comfortable

with our 16-year-old spending
the night at her boyfriend's house.

I'm so sorry, Paul. I just...
With J's mother passing,

all of a sudden, I'm
raising a teenager again.

What did she tell you?

Did she say we
were okay with this?

No, absolutely not.

That's on me. I just assumed.

You know what we need to do?

We need to exchange phone
numbers so we can stay in touch.

Why don't you and your
family come to dinner tonight?

What's with Smurf and Deran?

Since when does her
precious baby get a choice?

You missed Belize.

What?

Two years ago, Deran took off to
Belize for five weeks. He just disappeared.

Smurf nearly lost it.

Now, when he gets
mad, he does this shit.

Just reminds her he
can always do it again.

Mmm-hmm.

- We're having dinner guests tonight.
- Why?

Because I'd rather have Nicky's parents
eat with us than call the cops on us.

You never even met the girls I
date, never mind their parents.

The girls you date? Do
you want me to meet them?

Enjoy the in-laws,
suckers. I'm out.

Don't even think about it.

I need you here,
and Cath and Lena.

Well, I've got to check
if Cath has plans.

Cath does have
plans. Dinner at 6:30.

I can go get Deran and
bring him back home.

Thanks, baby.

But come at him gently,
okay? You know your brother.

Yeah, I'll go with you.

No thanks, I got it.

Let me go get you his keys.

He has a new
apartment on The Strand.

You realize this is just about her not
wanting you at dinner tonight, right?

Hey, we cool?

Yeah. Yeah, we're cool.

Hey, what up?

- What's up, buddy?
- Hey.

Hey, man, how's it going?
- Hey, Dave.

- Dave. Deran.
- What's up, man?

Where are you from? I
haven't seen you around.

The OC.

Dave runs a fishing
charter in the marina.

Yeah.

My uncle owns it.
I just run it for him.

Is that fun,
ripping off tourists?

What?

I don't know. Hauling them
out to catch a couple of bonitos

when they're hoping
for bluefin or halibut.

We catch bluefin.
Skipjack, yellowfin...

Yeah, no shit. What, once, twice
a year when there's an El Niño?

I'm kidding, man.

It's nice to meet you.

Dave, you hungry?

Yeah.

It's gonna be so embarrassing.

He's gonna go on and on about
Baghdad, not that he did a tour in Baghdad.

It's gonna be perfect because
we're gonna make it that way.

It's all in the details, baby.

Like, when you used to sleepover,
you always slept in the guest room.

What?

- Oh, yes, of course.
- Oh, yes.

And, see, these
buttons... Mmm-mmm.

- Hey, man.
- Hey, man.

Hi.

Where's Cath and Lena?

Lena came down with the
flu that Cath had last week.

Now, you and I
both know that's a lie.

We do.

- Hi.
- Hi.

How you feeling?

Like shit.

Did you know the asshole who
robbed me stepped right over me

to take my jewelry and cash?

Jesus.

I know who it was.

Buys a lot of product,
acts like he's my friend.

Debbie saw him hanging around.

His name is Sage.

You were robbed by
a guy named Sage?

I want you to make sure
he never walks again.

So there I am, watching pallets
of shrink-wrapped Ben Franklins

being lifted up and
loaded into the C-130s,

and I'm the oversight, and
people are talking, okay?

There's talk about the black
hole that Baghdad's become,

the duffel bags filled with cash,
the bogus government payrolls,

and they're still shipping it
out, right? And I'm the guy, right?

I'm the guy that
physically is signing off

on hundreds of millions of
dollars of taxpayers' money,

disappearing into that
black hole without a trace.

That is crazy, Paul. I mean,
I remember those shipments.

I really do, but I've got to tell
you, it's amazing to hear it firsthand.

Believe me, it is
something I will never forget.

- You know, I wanted to be in the Navy.
- Is that right?

- Yeah.
- Really?

Yeah, when I was your age. Yeah.

Barry always craved
a little discipline.

It's true, and a higher purpose, you know,
a sense of service, all of it, really.

I still have, uh,
some of those days.

And then, of course,
there's all the other days.

What days are those?

- Oh, gosh, I mean...
- Hon.

I'm sorry. Forgive me.

I am just blabbing on
over here. I'm sorry.

- It's all right.
- Not at all. It's fascinating.

Is there dessert?

- Jack, come on. Watch your manners.
- No, it's all right.

- How does apple pie sound?
- Yes, please.

Goodness' sakes,
are you kidding me?

- Okay.
- Would you like some help?

No, thanks. I've got it.

- Nicky, give me a hand, will you?
- Yeah.

It was our pleasure.

It was nice to meet you.

I was admiring this little
gem when we came in tonight.

You're a car guy.

Used to be, but now
I have kids, right?

What's this thing do?
About a buck-20, buck-30?

Open road I've done 140.

- Wow, that's impressive.
- Liar. You're still a car guy.

Thank you so much,
Janine. It was wonderful.

- It was great seeing you...
- This is truly surreal.

- I can't...
- Yeah. Right?

I'll keep a close eye on Nicky
and have her home by 10:00.

- Thank you.
- But don't hesitate to call.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

I'm gonna get these
people... Get them home.

- Good night, everyone.
- Good night.

Thank you.

- Good night.
- Come on. Let's go.

Good night, Nicky.

- You've got somewhere to be?
- What?

Well, you checked your phone
about 20 times during dinner.

I thought maybe you
had somewhere to be.

Go ahead.

Thanks.

- What's that about?
- I don't know yet.

So, you wanted to be
in the Navy as a child?

- What?
- That's stretching it a bit.

You made up the game.
I was just playing it.

Okay, I know it gets to you
when Deran takes off like this.

It doesn't get to
me. It's boring.

If Deran wants to lose a job because
of a temper tantrum, that's his choice.

He's acting out. He
probably just needs a minute,

but if Pope goes charging
in there and pisses him off,

maybe it turns into a
bigger problem again.

What do you think it is about
this that really bothers you, Baz?

Deran or the fact that
Pope's taking care of it?

I'm beat.

I'm doing the dishes.

You have some license
plates to get, don't you?

Started to think
you weren't coming.

Yeah, sorry. Our
family dinner overran.

I'm glad you made it. Come
on. I want to show you something.

I love this one.

Guy doesn't give a
damn, you know? Psych.

Whatever he did,
whatever he had to do,

he's still here,
living the dream.

Which one do you like?

Um...

This one.

Nice.

It's almost like...

It's like the neoprene
can't contain her, you know?

Like there's something in her,

some animating force that's
just pushing through that hole.

Sorry, that came out
dirtier than I meant it.

What do you like about it?

Honestly, I mean,

I was sort of expecting pictures
like you see in ads for surfboards,

but none of these are like that,
and this one is really not like that.

Wow.

You must think that I am pretty boring
if that's what you thought this would be.

- No.
- Why did you agree to come?

I'm just messing with you.

This has to stop.

I'll fix your window, all right?

No, it's not about the window.

Is it about Dave?

I met him two months ago.

Yeah, like I give a shit.

- Does he know about me?
- No, what's there to say?

You're lucky he
wasn't here tonight.

So what? Are you and Dave
gonna fag it up at Pottery Barn

and get matching
dishes and shit?

Do you even hear yourself?

How much do you have to
hate yourself to talk like that?

I don't hate myself.

I don't hate myself, okay?
I just... I'm not like you.

No. No, you break into guys'
apartments and have sex with them.

No, not guys. Just you.

I can't do this anymore, man.

Belize was a long time
ago, and it was simple there.

- That was the point.
- Yeah.

- It just happened. It was simple.
- You know what?

It was simple to me,
too, and it still is, okay?

You beat me up in a public
restroom when that kid showed up

to keep it from your mom.

- That's not simple.
- Hey!

This isn't about Smurf, okay?

Really? Then go tell her.

Exactly.

Thanks for tonight.

No, thank you for
risking a lame evening.

- Well, good night.
- Do you want to come in, J?

Sure.

- You traveled a lot.
- Yeah, after college.

You should, too,
but after college.

I swear, I will kick your
ass if you don't apply.

I never asked. Is your
dad still in the picture?

- I'm still trying to figure that out.
- Yeah.

Sounds complicated.

Yeah.

How's living with
your grandmother?

It's okay.

You have uncles that
live there, too, right?

- Yeah, four.
- Wow.

Yeah, I mean, they all
have their own places,

but, no, they're
there quite a lot.

I mean, Pope is in a motel.

They sold his house when
he, um... When he went away.

"Pope"?

Well, his real name's Andrew,

but everyone calls him
Pope. I'm not sure why.

That's, um... That's a lot
of people to contend with

after just being
you and your mom.

Yeah.

I should probably... I
should probably get going.

Yeah, sure.

- I'll see you later.
- Bye, J.

- Hey.
- Lo lograste.

Sorry, the border took
longer than I thought.

Don't worry.

Jesus, Marco's really
set himself up, huh?

Have you come here to tell
me about my brother's house?

- No.
- No?

Jesus!

You scared me, man.

Have you seen Deran?

No, not since yesterday.

- You tried his place?
- I was there all night.

Must have holed up
at some chick's place.

Yeah, he must've.

A good ride at San
Onofre this morning.

No girl could
make him miss that.

So, what happened?

What do you mean?

Well, you've never come
down here just to see me before.

- Sure, I have.
- Uh...

- We don't do that, you and me. No.
- Okay.

- Remember?
- Yeah.

Oh, okay. Okay, fine. Fine.

Don't tell me anything.

But then, don't call me
in the middle of the night,

and expect me to
come running here.

You are not the only man
I share a bed with, okay?

And next time, maybe
try, "Lucy, how are things?

- "How's Carlos?"
- Whoa...

Who else are you
sharing a bed with?

Is that why you didn't want
me to come to your house? Is it?

How's Cath?

Where does she think
you are right now?

- Smurf's.
- What if she calls there?

She won't. She wants
nothing to do with her anymore.

- Is that your problem?
- No, but it's making it worse.

So it's Smurf. Of
course, it's Smurf.

Ever since Pope got out of prison,
I'm on shaky ground with her, okay?

- Oh, God, please...
- No matter what I do. I bust my ass.

I run bullshit errands for
jobs she wants to run...

Basta. Basta.

Do you even hear yourself?

I don't know why you
put up with it. I really don't.

Marco and you, the
jobs you used to do,

the ones you came up with,
that's what you should be doing.

Your own jobs, not
running errands for her.

What?

Maybe you're right.

- You'll talk to Marco, then?
- No, not Marco,

but I need to start coming
up with the jobs I want to run.

Yeah, glad I helped with that.

Will you come home with me
so we can walk Carly to school?

- We can make it.
- No, I can't. I've got to go. I can't.

There.

That's why I didn't want
you to come to my house.

Morning, sweetie.

- Morning.
- How was last night?

- Yeah, it was okay.
- Yeah?

So, what, new girl?

Uh, no, it's just some
photography show.

People at school were
talking about it, so...

Yeah? Was it good?

It was okay. Um, surf
photos, you know? Pretty cool.

Nicky not into it?

No, I just... I just wanted
to do my own thing.

Hey, can you do me a
favor in the next few days?

Would you stop by the building on
Corio and pick up the rent checks for me?

Sure.

Great. They're in the lockbox.

Oh, but Dean in 11,
he never puts his there,

so you're gonna have
to knock on the door.

- No problem.
- Thank you, sweetie.

Ray's truck was parked
outside my place last night.

I wasn't looking for
a lecture then, either.

That was me. I
was waiting for you.

Look.

Don't let your dish
sponges get so filthy, man.

You put those things
in the windowsill,

the sun kills more bacteria than
any of that chemical shit you can buy.

Smurf send you?

Yeah.

Because Baz couldn't
get you to come home.

Do you ever feel
like leaving, man?

Sometimes, yeah. In prison.

Is that what Belize was
about? You wanna leave?

No, man, just Smurf.

I wanna leave her.

How was it down there?

It was good.

It was really good.

Hey, you remember Wayne Cullen?

Should I?

Yeah, probably. When I was
11, you beat the shit out of him.

Why?

I asked you to.

You didn't ask me why. I just told
you to beat up the kid named Wayne.

What are you saying?

I'm saying, if you do something
and you don't ask me why,

I'll come home.

This is it. This is
where he works.

Okay. Wait here.

What? No, I'm coming.

I wanna see this.

Trust me. You don't.

Hey, man. What are you doing?

I have to mess you up a little.

What?

It's a shitty situation
for the both of us.

Who are you?

Gonna give you a black
eye, make you bleed a little,

and then you're gonna run
down the street screaming, okay?

It doesn't have
to be a big deal.

It doesn't have to be like that.

Seriously, put it...

Shit, that hurt.

Yeah, there's more where
that came from, asshole.

So, I guess it does
have to be like this!

Get the hell up!
Get up! Just get up!

Shit!

It was hilarious. All the way
home, my parents were going on

about what a strong
single mother Smurf is,

which is amazing, given the
fact that they just found out

I've been sleeping with you at
her house behind their backs.

Smurf is seriously badass.
That woman gets shit done.

Are you listening?

Uh, sorry, I forgot. I've got to
pick up rent checks for Smurf.

- Right now?
- Yeah.

She needs them
tonight. I'll call you later.

Good eye. That's
one of my faves.

I'm Lila.

- Oh, wow. You're the photographer.
- Yeah.

Hi, I'm Diane. These
are great pictures.

Thank you.

But this one...

You know, I'm not 100%
sure. It's been ages.

But I think I knew this guy.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Boy, I'd love to get back
in touch with him again.

You know any way
I could reach him?

Oh, no, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I
can't share that info with you.

- No?
- No.

Every photo I shoot is a
relationship. It's brief, but intimate.

And many of my subjects have, you
know, dropped out of conventional life.

Mmm.

For various reasons.

So, in exchange for a fleeting moment
of truth, I promise them anonymity.

What?

That sounds like a
load of bullshit to me.

If you don't wanna
tell me, just say,

"It's none of your
damn business."

- Okay.
- Mmm-hmm.

It's none of your damn business.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

Now, you know what that was?

That was a fleeting
moment of truth.

- Yeah, it kind of was, wasn't it?
- Mmm-hmm.

What?

Smurf sent me. Your
rent, it's not in the box.

Wanna come in?

Just got some amazing
weed. Have a hit.

I'm good. Just the rent, please.

Seriously, this
stuff... Mind-blowing.

Just the rent.

Don't be an idiot, kid.

How about I give you some weed,

and in a few days, you
come back for the rent?

Only person who wins is you.

If you don't give me the rent,
I'm gonna have to tell Smurf.

You little prick. I
asked you nicely.

I asked you nicely.

The rent.

Okay, man.

No hard feelings, huh?

Smurf?

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Here. Sure.
- Thanks.

Where's J?

I don't know. We were at the
beach, and he was being weird,

and all of a sudden, he said he
had to go get rent checks for Smurf,

and now he's not
answering his phone.

I mean, for what it's worth, I'm sure
he did have to run an errand for Smurf.

Tends to work that
way around here.

Cheers.

So, your mom, she's
not your real mom, huh?

Really, you could tell?
What was your first clue?

I don't know, her accent?

My mom took off, or he ran her
off, more likely. She's not around.

Well, I really liked your
dad. He seems very cool.

No, he seems very cool.

He loved you. Thanks
for putting up with him.

I wasn't putting up with him.

I mean, not everyone's work
stories are all that interesting.

What... They were.

That pallet of money story, man,

that was crazy.

God! Please, that
story is from 2003.

He's hit the camo ceiling.

He's like a glorified
Navy bank manager now.

Hmm.

He just made lieutenant
commander, though, right?

Yeah, after being passed over,

- like, three times in a row.
- Hmm.

His boss has it out for him.

I don't know. It still sounds like
he's got a lot of responsibility.

He likes to think so.

He acts like he has the
nuclear codes in his briefcase.

- Really?
- Yeah.

The other day, he freaked when I moved
his briefcase off the dining room table,

all his classified
documents and shit.

Right. Whatever makes
you feel important.

Well, I liked him.

I just wish he'd
chill out a little.

So, that guy in the photo,

and you don't have
to tell me his name...

was he a teacher?

Quiet type?

- No, "a teacher"?
- Yeah.

I don't think it's the person
you're thinking of, okay?

Why not?

'Cause the dude creeped me out.
There was something really off about him.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- Then maybe it wasn't him.
- Yeah.

But it looked like
him. It looked like him.

A teacher? No.

He had a hustler vibe.

He had an airplane hangar.

- Airplane hangar?
- Yeah.

You're insane.

- Man...
- Airplane hangar?

Yes, he had an airplane hangar,

and it was filled with
classic cars in Santa Clarita,

and God knows
where he got those.

I only know 'cause he contacted me
out of the blue a couple of years ago.

Wanted to buy a print.

But he, like, wanted the negatives,
too, and he'd changed his name.

He was acting all paranoid
about it. I don't know.

I guess he really
wasn't the guy.

Hi. What are you doing here?

No, no, no. We
can't. We can't do this.

Okay.

I'll see you in class.

Nice boat.

Charter's closed for the night.

Why? The water too choppy?

Yeah, she's a beauty.

Yeah.

I forgot how
beautiful it is out here.

- Yeah. Get up.
- No, no. No!

Give me your hands.

Listen, man, whatever
you want. I didn't do it.

I swear to God, I didn't... No!

Wait, man! You're just
gonna leave me out here?

You'll make it in.

It's over a mile.

Maybe two.

What did I do, man? What?

I don't even know.

Hi, there, kiddo.

- What?
- Nothing.

Just, um...

Thank you for having my back.

A lot of people say
they do and then bail.

Overdosing scared the
hell out of me, you know?

So you getting my
stuff back, it means a lot.

I wanna give you something.

It's okay. Really.

Pills or powder?

Well, if it's
important to you...

Powder.

You can watch.

I trust you.

Are you crazy?

You sent one of your
thug brothers after Dave?

He nearly died.

What happened?

Is this how it's gonna work?

Every time I meet a guy, you're
gonna send someone to almost kill him?

It's sick, Smurf's hold over
you. You know that, right?

- Look, this has nothing to do with Smurf.
- Bullshit.

It has everything
to do with her.

What would Smurf do with a son
who doesn't want to screw her?

That's your
biggest fear, isn't it?

Being out in the cold
without Mommy's love.

I'll see you tonight.

Hi, Mama.

Hi, baby.

Here, I got the checks.

That was quick.

Did you have any trouble?

Dean said he gave
you a pretty hard time.

Just like I told him to.

- Hey.
- Hey, man.

- Morning.
- Morning.

You're in a good mood.

- I'm in a great mood.
- Good.

Did you get any
licenses last night?

Forget about the port.

I have an idea for a job.
Maybe something big.

Hmm, what is it?

I need some lead time
to see what comes of it.

Okay, we can talk about it.

Hey, man. No Deran?

Yeah?

Let's have some Bloody Marys.

Detective.

How was the exhibit?

You tell me.

You did good. You got J
opening up about his family.

But why did you wanna meet?

From what I heard on the wire, you
like J, which is why this is gonna work.

English -SDH