Original subtitles

Uh! That's-- That's close enough, Miss Clifton.

She left them to me.

They're mine.

That's for the court to decide, I'm afraid.

Your stepfather's challenge to the will is for your own good.

They're worth millions, Marie.

Do you really think you're ready for that kind of responsibility?

You are not gonna get away with this!

[TIRES SKIDDING]

Sorry.

No shit.

[TIRES SQUEAL]

Testing.

Testing.

Who the hell is he to say

you're not responsible enough to get your diamonds?

He goes through money like water.

Look, hon, you're 18 tomorrow.

If you wanna get what's yours,

you're gonna have to play him at his own game.

Get yourself a lawyer.

With what? Lawyers cost money.

If you win, you'll have shitloads.

You don't know Jay.

He wants those diamonds.

And he would rather go broke challenging my mother's will

than give me what's mine.

[SPEAKER CLEARS THROAT]

Students, as spring break approaches,

we are once again forced

to tackle the subject of sex education.

[YELLING AND CHEERING]

Dr. Johnson and Miss Richards

have graciously agreed to take time out of their busy schedules

to meet with us today.

Dr. Johnson runs the forensic lab

at the police department.

Doctor.

Good morning.

GIRL: Morning.

JOHNSON: We're here today to--

He's hot. Yeah.

National studies report that sexual activity among students

is at an all-time high.

[STUDENTS YELLING AND CHEERING]

This is no laughing matter.

Reports of unwanted pregnancies are up by 16 percent.

What's that thing on the skank's leg?

I don't know. Somebody said she's under juvie detention.

Figures. Ha, ha!

DR. JOHNSON: --reports of sexual assaults.

Miss Richards is here today

to talk to you about her own harrowing personal experience.

Good morning. My name is Kristen Richards.

I'm an officer in the Juvenile Department of Corrections

here in Blue Bay,

as some of you may already know.

But that's not what brings me here today.

Back in high school...

all I wanted to do was party.

[STUDENTS CHEERING]

By junior year,

my life had become a blur of alcohol, drugs

and anonymous sex.

BOY: Whore!

[LAUGHTER]

Then one night at a spring break party in Miami,

someone slipped a roofie in my drink

and raped me.

[WHISPERS] Oh, shit.

RICHARDS: There isn't a day that goes by when my skin doesn't crawl

when I think of the pain

and humiliation.

I was never able to make a positive ID

on the guy that raped me.

All I can remember was him whispering in my ear,

"You won't remember...

but you'll never forget."

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

ANNOUNCER: Now on the platform,

from Blue Bay High,

for her second dive in the final round,

Marie Clifton.

GIRL: Come on, Marie! ANNOUNCER: Quiet, please.

[APPLAUSE AND CHEERING]

The judges' scores are--

MAN: Marie! That's more like it!

--nine-eight, nine-seven,

nine-nine, nine-nine, nine-eight.

Overall--

Nice takeoff, but you gotta work on your landing.

That was near-perfect.

I can't do any better than that.

Oh, now, there's no such word as "can't."

ANNOUNCER: Now on the platform,

from Lambert High, Adele Moray.

Mmm.

Thanks, babe.

He's got some nerve showing up here

playing the loving stepfather

after all he put you through.

Why aren't you out there?

Are you kidding me?

He wouldn't miss this for the world.

He's in his element.

It's a sport for rich girls.

Something I'm not.

So you fold towels.

I need a job.

It's part of my probation.

Ah. So you're a bad girl?

ANNOUNCER: Seven-six.

I was.

Seven-nine.

How bad?

Long story.

I'd rather not get into it.

ANNOUNCER: Quiet, please.

Now on the platform, for her third and final dive,

Marie Clifton of Blue Bay High.

[CHEERS ECHOING]

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

Listen, why don't you call me,

and we'll see what we can do about getting you a real job.

Better yet, talk to me later at Marie's party.

I wasn't invited.

You are now.

[ERIC KLEIN AND CHRISTIAN SALYER'S "EVERYBODY IN DA HOUSE" PLAYING]

All da fellas in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

All da ladies in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

All da fellas in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

Everybody in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

Three, four...

Happy birthday.

They're not diamonds, but--

Thanks.

He give you his present yet?

No.

You never know.

He could do the right thing.

Cut the bullshit, finally give you your inheritance.

Over his dead body.

Oh, hi, Mr. Clifton.

Rad party, Mr. Clifton.

Coño, who is this guy?

Awesome party.

Not much of a consolation prize.

Come on, girl. Cheer up.

You got the pick of the litter here.

Just grab one and have some fun.

No. You know, I think I'm gonna go talk to Jay.

Hey, Marie!

Time for a birthday swim! No, no, no!

[SQUEALS]

[ALL CHEERING]

Ohh!

JAY: It can't be done.

In construction there's always delays.

Four months is not a delay.

It's a fucking disaster.

JAY: Look, the building is almost finished.

I give you my word!

For every week the building goes unfinished,

we take a finger.

Pray, Mr. Clifford,

that you finish before the 11th week.

Oh, God, please--

Either the building is finished or you are.

Oh!

Who were those men?

What the hell happened to you?

Nothing.

What is that? What happened?

Jay.

BOY: Don't bogart it.

Are you okay? What happened?

Don't worry about it.

Who invited the towel girl?

This is a private party, bitch.

You're not invited.

Your stepfather invited--

If you're smart, you're gonna stay away from my stepfather.

I don't want any trouble.

But you're not smart, are you, bitch?

Stay away from him.

[BOTH SHRIEK]

[ALL CHEERING]

Bitch!

That's enough! Stop it!

It's my party and I didn't invite her.

I did.

My apologies.

My stepdaughter continues to prove

how immature she really is.

My stepfather continues to prove what an asshole he really is.

Little young, don't you think?

Party's over.

GIRL: No way! BOY: Give me a break!

This place is amazing, Mr. Clifton.

Well, it will be when it's finished.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Marie didn't hurt you, did she?

No.

You sure you don't want to get out of those wet clothes?

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Jay!

Late night?

Okay, look. I was a bitch.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I just thought, you know, that you...

I was hoping you just kind of had a special present for me.

Mm-hm. The party was your present.

Jay...

JAY: What more could you possibly want?

MARIE: You know what I want.

This conversation is over.

Nothing's over.

DETECTIVE: Mr. Clifton?

Uh, yes, officer. Can I help you?

It's "detective."

And you're under arrest for suspicion of rape.

Wha--? No, there's gotta be a mistake.

I mean-- No, no mistake.

MARIE: What the hell is going on?

You have the right to remain silent.

What are you doing?

Hey, come on, now. I didn't--

You have the right to an attorney.

I didn't do anything!

Jay!

If you can't afford an attorney,one will be provided. This way.

Call my lawyer. Watch your head.

Hey, watch the hair!

Let's go over it again.

It was Mr. Clifton.

What is Kristen Richards doing in there?

Uh, victim's probation officer.

He raped me.

[KNOCKING ON WINDOW]

Can I talk to you for a second?

[SIGHS]

She one of yours?

Did you miss me?

Yeah.

Possession with intent to sell.

Actually, she was just holding for her boyfriend,

but she ended up taking the rap for him.

She know what she's getting into with this?

She was raped, Michael.

How's your wife?

She's doing just fine.

Getting divorced.

"Calm down"? What? I told you, it's bullshit.

I didn't lay a hand on this girl.

We're taking the girl's statement right now.

Gonna run some forensic tests.

Thank you, detective.

She's lying.

If that's the case, you'll be out of here by tonight.

[SIGHS]

Do you understand the seriousness

of these charges, young lady?

Okay, there's gonna be a battery of forensic tests

you're gonna have to take. They're not pleasant.

There's gonna be a background check.

You're gonna have to testify in court.

You're gonna have to face the man that you're accusing.

[SNIFFS]

You think I'm lying.

[SIGHS]

Jay Clifton's an influential man here in Blue Bay.

Not the kind of guy you want to mess with

if you're not willing to go the distance.

Miss Sandoval, I'm Dr. Johnson.

This is my assistant, Julie.

Whenever you're ready,

we're gonna need a urine sample for the rape test kit.

[SIGHS]

Now, if you wouldn't mind removing your clothes,

we need to do a physical exam.

I'll wait outside.

Dr. Johnson.

You have to see this.

Those are clear evidence markers.

The camera, please.

Thank you.

Hey. How are you doing?

What's up, boys?

Detective.

Doctor.

Here to see where all the real work happens?

What you got?

You're not supposed to be here, Kristen.

I thought you could use a little help.

So how long have you known this girl?

She was assigned to me about six months ago.

She's been in and out of foster care most of her life.

So you buy the whole story? The rape?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

Something in the eyes.

I've had a little experience, remember?

Gotcha.

What have you got?

Well, we have got prints.

The Holy Grail.

DA: Good morning, doctor.

JOHNSON: Good morning.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Dr. Johnson, do your tests show

that Elena Sandoval had sexual intercourse

on the night of the 25th?

Yes, they do.

And would you describe your findings

as being conclusive with forced penetration?

JOHNSON: Absolutely.

There was, uh...

extensive bruising and tearing.

We found no semen evidence,

but the latex abrasions point to the use of protection.

This is quite common in cases of premeditated rape.

Well, could you tell us

about Miss Sandoval's toxicology reports, doctor?

Positive ingestion of Rohypnol, a common date-rape drug.

Would you care to explain

State's exhibit number one, please, doctor?

Yes.

Uh, Miss Sandoval's body

was found to have a bite mark on her upper torso.

JUDGE: Excuse me, Dr. Johnson.

Can you tell me about the other markings

towards the side?

I wasn't able to determine the exact nature of those.

Fingernail markings, possibly.

Mm-hm. Thank you.

DA: Were you able to draw any conclusions

from your analysis of these teeth marks, doctor?

The tests I conducted

show that there's simply no other conclusion.

The bite marks on Miss Sandoval's body

were caused by none other than the defendant...

Mr. Jay Clifton.

[ALL MURMURING]

MARIE: Put that down.

I was just-- Yeah.

Look, I don't know what you're trying to do,

but you're not gonna get a dime from my stepfather.

He's up to his ass in debt.

He attacked me.

With no help from you, I'm sure.

Buh-bye.

Fucking slut.

Oh, crap.

Need some sugar?

Bachelor's dinner.

I just wanted a snack, you know?

So, what are you still doing here?

Shouldn't you be back at probation office?

Oh, I took some time off.

You did, huh?

Yeah.

What's that?

I don't know.

Let's take a look at it.

Why aren't you out there?

It's a sport for rich girls.

Oh, he looks interested.

ELENA: Something I'm not.

He does, doesn't he?

Mm.

Who sent this to you?

Uh, it seems the assistant diving coach

records all their meets.

Thought for some reason we might want to see this.

Oh. Thoughtful.

Yeah.

Maybe we should talk to her.

"We"?

Listen, why don't you call me,

and we'll see what we can do

about getting you a real job.

Better yet, talk to me later at Marie's party.

ELENA: I wasn't invited.

You are now.

BLOOM: So my client talked to her. So what?

By the look on his face,

he had a little bit more than just talking in mind.

That is ridiculously accusatory.

Well, I know what a man's thinking

when he looks at me like that.

This is insane.

No, this is rape!

Alleged rape.

I just offered-- I just offered her a job.

And an invitation to his daughter's birthday party.

That is not a crime.

How about Risa Howard?

Who's Risa Howard?

She's the woman who filmed this, Your Honor.

Who?

I interviewed her a couple hours ago.

She said that she was supposed to be videotaping the dive meet,

but she couldn't believe how sleazy Jay Clifton was acting.

That's crazy!

Enough.

Overactive imagination.

Is this what you're basing your case on?

That and everything else you've already heard in court.

If you plead guilty to rape,

the state's prepared to drop

the kidnapping and assault charges.

Out of the question.

Detective Morrison.

What happened?

Your stepfather's in a lot of trouble.

I can't believe you're doing this.

You're not gonna get away with this, bitch.

Let's go.

I can't believe this is happening.

Jay.

How are you holding up?

I'm in some shit here.

Well, if there's anything I can do...

Theo doesn't think there's any way out of it.

I'm gonna have to take their offer.

Which means what?

Which means I'm going to go to prison for a few years,

as opposed to a lot of years.

You really didn't do it, did you?

No! I swear to God I didn't do it.

I don't know why she's doing this to me.

Money.

She hasn't asked for any.

She's trailer trash.

She sees what we have and wants it.

Wants it bad enough to set you up.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

Maybe you should give it to her.

I mean, I...

could find out how much she wants.

THEO: I'm not hearing any of this.

Look, this could ruin my--

Our whole lives. Okay?

I don't want that to happen.

All right, let's say that she takes some money to go away.

I don't have any.

I'm tapped out.

I'm up to my ass in debt with the bank.

And construction loans.

What about the diamonds?

You'd do that for me?

It's what Mom would have wanted.

I mean, we're a family, after all.

She'd want cash.

How do we do it?

Uh, this isn't a good idea, Jay.

Theo, could it be done?

I represented an importer a few years ago.

He might be able to find someone

to front money against their worth.

But...

nobody's gonna do anything

without clear title to the inheritance.

[SIGHS]

Let's do it.

[PHONE RINGS]

Y'ello.

MARIE: Listen to me, you little slut.

Get your ass over to my house right now.

I want to talk to you about something.

ELENA: Hello?

Is anyone here?

[LAUGHS]

He cleared my inheritance.

[LAUGHS]

Kiss me. Mmm.

Not yet.

Mmm.

[PANTING]

Mind if Chad joins in?

Fuck me.

[LAUGHS]

Anytime.

Anyplace.

Mmm.

[LAUGHING]

[ALL LAUGH]

I can't believe it was that easy.

[LAUGHS]

And now all you have to do is get on the stand

and do the right thing.

And swear to tell the truth...

The whole truth...

...and nothing but the truth.

[MOANS]

I swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

So help me God.

We're good.

How much did she want?

Way too much, 250.

But it's worth every penny.

Good morning, Miss Sandoval.

Good morning.

Now, it's your assertion that my client,

Mr. Clifton,

sexually assaulted you on the night of the 25th.

Is that true?

BLOOM: Is that what you say happened?

No, he didn't...

just sexually assault me.

What do you mean?

He didn't just sexually assault me.

He threatened to kill me if I told anyone.

[ALL MURMURING]

I-i-isn't it true that you were drunk that night?

I remember two things clearly that night.

One was Jay Clifton raping me.

The other was what he whispered in my ear

right before I blacked out.

"You won't remember...

but you'll never forget."

You lying bitch!

You can't do this to me!

She's lying.

JAY: I didn't do anything!

I'm innocent!

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

The victim's wrenching testimony

proved damning for Jay Clifton.

It took the jury less than one hour to deliberate

and sentence him to 15 years in prison.

This is Shirley Cina, reporting for--

Hell, it could be a coincidence.

I don't think so.

She heard me speak at the high school.

How'd she get here to Blue Bay?

Miami sent her to me.

I found her a place to live, got her enrolled in school.

I don't know, Kristen.

All the evidence points to a rape.

Michael, I'm telling you, she's lying.

Why?

I don't know.

But I say we have a little talk with her.

Oh, she fucked me!

We got to do something.

We'll appeal.

You got to get me out of here.

Well, since you're relatively new to the community,

the court considers you a flight risk.

There's something not right here.

There's something not right. I want to talk to the police.

About what?

About what I did. About the money.

I don't know if that's such a good idea.

Don't worry. I'll leave you out of it.

Well...

It doesn't look like anybody's here.

One way to find out, I guess, huh?

Elena!

Blue Bay P.D.

Well, I guess we go back and get a warrant.

Come back in the morning.

Michael.

Mmm?

She stole my life.

Jesus.

I thought you were going to leave them in the bank.

Well, the doctor has found us a buyer.

They're so beautiful.

Hmm. A beautiful 4 million.

Maybe we should wait.

Sell them legitimately.

Be heartbreaking to see the mother and daughter split up.

We've been over this.

That would take months,

and we can't risk Jay finding a way to block the sale.

Okay?

We could get more for them.

True.

But...

a bird in the hand...

is worth two in the bush.

[SIGHS]

Okay.

For the sake of argument,

let's pretend that you're telling the truth.

That you didn't rape Elena Sandoval

and that she took this bribe that you supposedly gave her.

MORRISON: So why didn't she clear you in court?

What is this, the Spanish Inquisition?

How the fuck should I know?

You're the detective. You figure it out.

Uh, Mr. Clifton didn't mean that the way it sounded.

It's just that we don't know the answer--

MORRISON: You don't know the answer, huh?

Tell me something.

Exactly whose idea was it

to offer Elena money to go away?

Actually, it was-- Why?

What are you getting at?

Well, if you're telling the truth

and she is setting you up for some reason,

then...maybe she had a little help.

[JAY SCOFFS]

Son of a...

[INHALES DEEPLY]

I signed away my challenge to the will.

Meaning what? What does that mean, huh?

Meaning that, uh, Mr. Clifton is in a legal battle

with his stepdaughter.

She's got the goddamn diamonds, okay?

Don't. Shh. Shh. Shh.

You're telling me that Marie helped Elena set up this rape?

Yeah, but wait.

What about the evidence?

They would have needed help.

Yeah, they would have.

Hey, hey, hey. We've got big problems.

What?

What's up?

Nothing. I'll tell you later.

[WHISPERS] Come here.

What the hell?

I think I fucked up.

How?

I don't know for sure,

but I think someone was in my trailer last night.

"Someone"?

My probation officer, probably.

Okay, well, you-- You disposed of everything, right?

I did, but...

But what if Jay told them what you did?

Sweetie, men aren't smart enough for that.

Don't worry. I'm not going to let the big bad wolf get you.

We're gonna get away with this, right?

[WHISPERS] Absolutely.

Abso-fucking-lutely.

[CONVERSING INDISTINCTLY]

[BOTH GIGGLING]

Hey. Got a minute?

Actually, no.

Well, it's all right. This won't take long.

We just wanna ask a couple of questions.

We really have things to do.

So go do them.

I'll call you later.

So, what's this about?

Lose a diamond?

Actually, no. It's always been like that.

Just waiting for the right stone?

Something like that.

Hmm.

So, what do you want?

Your stepfather alleges

that you, uh, conspired to get him falsely imprisoned for rape.

[CHUCKLING]

Yeah, right!

Yeah, he does.

He says that you talked him into signing away

any rights he had over the mother-daughter diamonds.

And why would I do that?

Apparently to bribe Elena Sandoval

into dropping the charges against him.

Only that was never gonna happen.

In fact, your stepfather never raped Elena, did he?

He was found guilty.

Ah. Yeah. Yeah. He was.

Thanks to you and Elena.

And a little help from Blue Bay Forensics.

I can't imagine what you guys are talking about.

How about that you planned this whole thing

to get your stepfather to give up his claim

against your inheritance, huh?

Like I said, I don't know what you're talking about,

except that my mother left those diamonds to me.

Not him. Me.

Well, that's good.

Because I understand

you've already gone and collected your inheritance.

Good news travels fast.

Uh-huh.

Okay, so you finally got your two priceless stones,

except now you've got partners to deal with.

Two diamonds, three players.

[INHALES]

That can get ugly. Yeah.

Are we done?

Yeah.

We're done for now.

This is harassment.

I could sue you.

Well, knock yourself out, kid.

I'll tell you what, you and my ex-wife,

you can divvy up whatever I got left.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Detective.

Miss Richards.

Is there something I can do for you?

Yeah, I was wondering if you could run a quick test for us.

No problem.

Please be careful.

I, uh, try to maintain a sterile environment.

Are these the evidence photos from the Elena Sandoval rape?

Yes, they are, but--

Did you, um, by any chance,

ever find out what caused these markings here?

Well, like I--

Like I told the judge, my guess is fingernails.

Hmm.

Could it have maybe have been

a prong setting of a ring?

One that's possibly missing its stone?

Uh, yeah. It's possible.

Marie Clifton has a ring like that.

Right? Huh.

You don't say.

No, I do say.

Come on.

The pill.

Uh, it's Rohypnol.

You don't say.

Fuck.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[TIRE SQUEALS]

Hello?

What the hell?

We're screwed.

Morrison and that parole bitch were sniffing around today.

They know something.

Calm down.

Oh. You fucking calm down!

They asked about your ring, genius.

They're onto something. I can feel it.

They were fishing, okay?

So if we just stay cool and stick to the plan,

everything will be fine.

I think I should move the diamonds tonight.

Tonight? You said your guy couldn't come until next week.

Yeah, well, it might mean a little less dough,

but the fan is spinning and the shit is coming.

How much less?

What does it matter?

It will still be enough

to keep us liquid until time runs backwards.

No.

I say we wait.

Where are the diamonds?

Hmm?

They're safe.

Don't worry your pretty little head about it.

I want to see them.

Why?

Because I want to, goddamn it.

You know what? You need to calm down.

I got a goddamn right to see them.

We're partners.

Fine.

[CHUCKLES]

[SIGHS]

Two million dollars.

Wait. I thought you said you could get--

[VOICE ECHOING] What?

You said--

[CHAD TUTTING]

Don't fight it.

What did you--?

Don't fight it.

[GROANS]

Ow.

[MOANING]

Hey, yeah. I can do it. But it's got to be tonight.

Huh?

No, no. No, no, no. Come on.

Not tomorrow. Tonight. Now.

No. What? Hey.

All right. Tomorrow. Fine.

9 a.m.

At the diner.

[MARIE MOANING]

Yeah, I'll be there.

[SIGHS]

Chad, don't...

[SIGHS]

[MOANS SOFTLY]

The doctor is sorry.

[WEAKLY] Bastard.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yeah?

Chad fucked us.

I know.

I was there.

No, Elena, I mean he really fucked us.

He drugged me and stole my diamonds.

You gotta be kidding me.

No, I'm not kidding.

Fuck!

God, would you keep it down? I have a really bad headache.

We have to hurry. I know where he's going.

You really think he's gonna sell them?

Not if we find him first.

Pull over, asshole!

What?

Pull over, asshole!

Fuck you.

[REVS ENGINE]

Son of a bitch.

God...

damn!

[CRASH]

Hi.

Michael.

Hi.

Oh, where'd all that all come from?

A meth bust we took down a couple of months ago.

Over 300 grand.

No kidding. Yeah.

So, what's up?

I tried calling Elena again.

Still no answer.

Any idea where she is?

None, which is what worries me.

Oh. Listen, I've got to catalog this.

Come on.

Fuck!

You okay?

Where is he? I don't fucking know!

That little shit has my diamonds.

We're not hurting him, Marie. We just get our diamonds back.

No, honey, I'm not gonna hurt him. I'm gonna kill him.

Marie. Marie!

You smell good.

Look, I'm sorry I never--

What?

You never did anything to me.

And I have no regrets.

What?

Wh-what do you want me to do? Do you want me to go away?

No.

Because I can't.

You're going to have to be the one to end it.

Wherever you hide, we're gonna find you, you little weasel.

[CHUCKLES]

Gotcha!

Come on, Chad. Where the fuck are you?

I'm not going to hurt you, honey.

We just want our fucking diamonds back.

[BEEPING]

Damn. We're in big fucking trouble.

What now?

I'm more than 10 miles away from the police department.

Oh, God, Elena.

Are you telling me

that your parole officer knows we're out here?

She knows.

Great.

It's just fucking great.

[PAGER BEEPING]

Huh?

[PAGER BEEPING]

Shoot! What?

[BEEPING CEASES]

Elena.

[SIGHS]

Fuck.

Oh, shit.

I've got to get out of here now or she'll find us.

Wait, wait. Shh! [MAN YELLS]

Do you hear that?

You go that way. Go.

CHAD: Oh! Fuck!

[SQUAWKS]

Fuck!

Come on!

Fuck!

Elena!

Shit. Where the fuck are you?

Elena, do you see him?

[SIGHS]

Come on, Chad. Where the fuck are you?

Bitch! Ah!

No! Fucking bitch!

Come here! Come on. Okay.

Okay. Okay, no, no. Don't! Marie!

Marie! Elena, shut up.

[BOTH GROANING]

Come here!

Marie! Shut up!

[ELENA GASPING, CHAD LAUGHING]

CHAD: Sorry.

Ooh!

[ELENA WHIMPERING]

[CHAD GROANS]

[ELENA GASPING]

Fucking bastard.

You killed him!

Where the fuck are the diamonds?

All right.

Grab a leg.

Elena, come on. Grab a fucking leg.

[GROANS]

RICHARDS: We're getting closer.

MORRISON: Which way?

Left. All right.

Oh, God!

All right. Get rid of the body.

And his car.

Where are you going?

We've got an appointment to sell the diamonds.

I'm gonna keep it.

My parole officer is going to find me any second.

Then I suggest you get to work.

[GROANS]

Fuck!

[WHISPERS] Get in there.

[GROANS]

[PANTING]

[ENGINE GRATES]

[CAR ENGINE PASSING]

Where the fuck is this diner?

[GRUNTS]

Come on!

[GRUNTS]

Fuck!

Where's Johnson?

Dead.

How could such a delicate thing like you accomplish that?

Who said I did?

[LAUGHS]

So, what brings you here?

Diamonds.

Money.

Show me what you got.

[LAUGHS]

You show me yours, I'll show you mine.

Two million dollars.

The deal was four.

Johnson agreed to 2 million.

He's dead. Remember?

Two million is all I got.

Then you only get one diamond.

All right, let's see it.

You're sure this is the diamond you wanna sell me?

Meaning?

[LAUGHS]

[GRUNTS]

Okay.

Okay.

What do you mean they're worthless?

These are priceless.

You're the one that's priceless,

trying to pawn up those shitty fakes on me.

Are you crazy?

They're fakes!

And not very good ones at that.

Wait!

Fuck me.

[GRUNTS]

[HORN HONKING]

[SCREAMS]

RICHARDS: Would you care to explain what you're doing?

It was an accident.

I swear.

You're in some serious shit.

It was an accident, huh?

What were you doing out there?

I was just out cruising, I saw the car--

Hey, hey, hey.

Who the fuck do you think you're talking to, huh?

We got your tracks dragging his body back to the car,

and forensics found, from what was left of him,

that he was killed by a blow to the back of the head.

Now, we're talking about murder.

You understand that?

I didn't kill him.

You didn't kill him?

Okay, who did, huh?

We can't help you unless you help us, Elena.

What do you want me to do?

Well, you can start by telling the truth.

So, uh, Marie planned it all.

If you believe her.

Come on, Elena's not smart enough

to have thought this whole thing out.

Marie has the brains and the motive.

All right, let's talk it over with the DA.

She'll kick it back.

It's Elena's word against Marie Clifton's.

Who do you think the court's gonna believe?

What are you thinking?

Use Elena to set Marie up.

All right.

[PHONE RINGS]

Where the fuck have you been?

I've been trying to call you for hours.

ELENA: The cops found me out there.

What happened?

Nothing.

I told them I was out cruising,

and didn't think about how I was out past my probation,

and I saw the crashed car and almost got myself killed

trying to help him.

And they believed you?

Yeah.

They let me go.

What about you?

They were fakes.

ELENA: What were fakes?

The diamonds.

I don't understand.

Jay must've just switched them out for fakes or something.

MARIE: I don't know. The guy fucking laughed at me

when I tried to sell them to him.

Where are the real ones?

Well, gee, Elena,

I don't know.

What are we gonna do?

I have an idea.

Meet me at my house at 10.

What now?

What'll I do?

Just get her to admit she killed him.

And if she won't?

Then you're in big trouble.

[SIGHS]

Can you guys hear me?

ELENA: This thing work?

I don't think I can do this.

Do what?

She's gonna blow it.

Whatever it is

you've got planned.

Don't worry.

Everything is gonna be fine.

That's easy for you to say.

ELENA: You're not the one

who almost got killed out there in the swamp.

MARIE: But $4 million would make it all worth your while.

And how do you plan on getting that now?

Because the real diamonds

are in Jay's safe at the construction site.

How do you know that?

I have my sources.

He'll just take Chad's share in the diamonds.

What about the combination?

How do you expect

to get into the safe, exactly?

[LAUGHS]

You believe the balls on this girl?

MARIE: That, my love,

is where you come in.

I don't--

All you have to do

is tell Jay you set him up,

and that you'll sign a confession

if he gives us the combination.

She is amazing.

I mean, you might spend a little bit of time in juvie,

but I will make it all

worth your while.

You're out of your mind.

First, you kill Chad,

and now this.

Well, you wanna be with me, don't you?

Yeah?

Please.

For us.

[MOANS]

Is that a yes?

Please.

Well, well, well.

Looks like you two kissed and made up.

Mmm. Very funny.

Now give us the combination to the safe.

[SIGHS]

Look, you wanna get out of here...

then you'll give me what's mine.

And how, pray tell,

are you gonna get me out of this hellhole?

It's a confession.

Dated but not signed.

ELENA: You give us the real diamonds,

and I'll sign it.

And this goes into the mail,

priority, to Detective Morrison.

Uh-huh.

And how do I know you're gonna do

what you say you're gonna do?

You're just gonna have to trust us.

[LAUGHS]

I've been down that road before.

This is non-negotiable.

BLOOM: Uh, Jay?

BLOOM: Um, we have no grounds for appeal.

This could be your last chance.

So?

Ah, fuck it.

Eight, 20, 99.

The combination is the day Mom died?

You sick bastard.

Would you slow down?

We're in enough trouble as it is.

We are in no trouble at all.

[LAUGHS]

But you killed Chad.

Whatever.

[TIRES SQUEAL]

[LAUGHS]

Home free.

We would be, if you hadn't killed him.

What is your obsession?

I just don't think he had to die.

[PRESSING COMBINATION]

Talk to me, Marie.

I need to know you're not planning

on doing the same thing to me.

She's a smart one.

MARIE: Give it a rest.

Too smart for her own good.

[LAUGHS]

Come on. Keep pushing.

Why won't you just admit it?

You killed him in cold blood.

[LAUGHS]

What the fuck is that?

[RADIO SQUEALS]

She's been made. Stay in the car.

No. She's my respon-- Stay in the car!

What are you doing?

It's already been done.

[PRESSES DOOR BUZZER]

What the fuck are you talking about?

Don't worry. Everything is going to be fine.

Oh, no!

You fucking did it, you little bitch!

Shit!

MARIE: Elena...

[PULLS TRIGGER, TRIGGER JAMS]

Fuck!

MARIE: Elena...

Come on, sweetie.

Just give me my diamonds back.

Come on. I thought we were in this together, huh?

Come out!

Everything will be--

[GUNSHOT]

[FOOTSTEPS RECEDE]

I didn't have a choice.

She was gonna shoot us.

It's all right.

It's okay.

[SIREN WAILING]

[CHATTER OVER POLICE RADIO]

MORRISON: So where did you get the gun?

I live in a trailer park, detective.

Where do you think I got it?

I don't suppose you've got a permit for it, do you?

Would you cut her some slack, Michael? She's lucky she had it.

You're still in a lot of trouble.

She knows.

I'm going to take her home.

Have one of your deputies give us a ride.

I'll bring her by in the morning, all right,

at 10:00?

Hey.

POLICEMAN: Stay behind the vehicle, please.

Are you sure that there were no diamonds in that safe?

It pissed her off.

That's when she grabbed me and found the mike.

Come on.

We'll see you in the morning.

[SIREN WAILING, CHATTERING OVER RADIO]

JAY: Those fucking diamonds were in that safe. She's lying!

We didn't find any diamonds.

They weren't on either one of the girls.

Well, maybe they're hiding them.

Well, you're free,Mr. Clifton. Why don't you go find them?

Hey!

Bullshit!

Awfully convenient how they disappeared

after you and your men showed up, don't you think?

Get your client out of here

before his mouth gets him in more trouble.

Come on, Jay.

[SIREN WAILS]

Hey. It's me.

You said you'd be in by 10. It's after 11.

Give me a call, huh?

Better yet, just get your ass in here.

Detective Morrison.

Yeah? What's up?

Dalmers. Internal Affairs.

It's gone.

All $350,000 in seized evidence.

What's this got to do with me?

I was hoping you'd be able to answer that question.

What are you talking about?

No one's been here since the money was put here,

except you, Michael.

Your key card was the last one

to open the locker.

[WAVES LAPPING]

[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]

So beautiful...

the mother.

[SIGHS]

And the daughter.

It seems that Elena Sandoval

was given up for adoption when she was born.

The records show that the blood mother

was Kristen Richards.

Something to do with a rape case down in Miami.

The girl had a decent life with her adopted parents,

until she suddenly disappeared

just before school started a few weeks ago.

She was never on probation?

Nope.

Never.

They set the whole thing up.

Kristen Richards had a spotless record her whole life.

What set her off?

JAY: You know the guy I really feel sorry for?

The cop.

Hell hath no fury.

I never wanted to hurt him.

He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

How about a fresh one?

Oh. A girl after my own heart.

[SIGHS]

Boy, you two look... so good

that it's difficult to tell

the mother from the daughter.

KIRSTEN: Oh, that's just the roofies talking.

What did you say?

South Florida, class of '88, helluva party.

You know, I'd never actually

tasted cocktails like that before.

I-- I don't--

What are you talking about?

You and me.

It was like...being awake during an operation.

You can feel everything that's going on,

only there's nothing you can do to make it stop.

What?

I wasn't sure, when you first moved here

to Blue Bay a few years ago.

So I did a little digging.

Your college yearbook photo

sealed the deal.

[VOICE ECHOING]: And I knew it was you.

[ECHOING] What the fuck are you talking about?

You took something from me that night,

but you left a little something behind.

A daughter.

What night? I don't remember.

You may not remember...

But you'll never forget.

[YELLING] Oh, man!

Nice takeoff.

Gotta work on the landing.

[KRISTEN CLEARS THROAT]

Must be heartbreaking,

being in the kind of financial trouble you're in,

having those diamonds just sitting right there.

Who the hell are you?

There's no way to beat her in court.

How did you get in here?

But you take Marie out of the picture,

and all your troubles go away.

We should talk.

I just really want what's mine.

That's what I'm saying.

The diamonds are your inheritance.

You deserve them.

I just don't know

if my fucking stepfather is ever gonna give up.

That's why we've gotta make this a really good show.

You listen to me and we'll pull this fucker off, guaranteed.

Hey, Risa.

Look, I'm a very busy man.

I'll call you when the tests are done.

Will you take a check?

Fuck, no.

Money talks.

Bullshit walks.

Then how would you...

like to make some real money?

Ha.

Chad likes the sound of that.

We're not hurting him, Marie. We just get our diamonds back.

Oh, no. I'm not gonna hurt him.

I'm gonna fucking kill him.

[CUFF BEEPING]

Showtime, Mother.

BLOOM: Ladies?

Very impressive.

Truthfully, I never thought

you could pull it off.

So let's see our future.

And the diamonds?

How do I know they're the real thing?

You're just gonna have to trust us.

["JOIN THE GAME" PLAYING]

Yay, yeah Yeah

Bring it back now

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh All right

Come on, join the game

Like that now

Room for everybody to play

Whoo Hey, yeah

Oh

You on the sideline Sideline

Come join the game Join the game

Don't feel left out

'Cause if you don't join in It will be a shame

Oh We runnin', jumpin'

My mind is free Mind is free

It don't matter how

Let's have fun any old way

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Come on Join the game, y'all

Room for everybody to play

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Room for everybody To play

Ho-oh, oh-oh, oh

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So we can let it go

And all this energy

Let your body Roll with the flow

Look at your friends

They all just doin' fine The game

Just slippin', slidin'

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Room for everybody to play

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[ERIC KLEIN AND CHRISTIAN SALYER'S "EVERYBODY IN DA HOUSE" PLAYING]

Aye, aye, aye Aye, aye, aye

All da fellas in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

Aye, aye, aye, aye

All da ladies in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

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All da fellas in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

Everybody in da house

Let me hear you say Yeah, yeah

Two, three, four