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I want a drink.

I want a drink all the time.

Sometimes I wake up in the morning,

my eyes pop open,

and I think, I got to have a drink...

beer, bloody Mary, whatever.

Even now, and I don't know why.

I haven't had a drink in three years.

Three years,

Yeah.

Sometimes I'll be talking with my wife,

and the whole time we're talking,

I'm thinking about this bar I used to go to.

The whole conversation, I'm thinking,

I'd rather be in that bar than anywhere.

The glasses all lined up...

My seat right on the corner...

All those colored bottles...

The ice in my glass,

that burn.

Man, it felt real good going down.

That'll never happen again.

I can't drink. I know that.

Drinking fucked up my whole life.

Excuse me, father. I'm sorry.

That's alright, Dave.

How is your wife?

How's Annie?

You love your wife, don't you?

You have a good life now since you left the police department.

Yes, I do.

And if you begin drinking again,

what will happen?

I would lose everything.

But knowing this,

knowing that you would lose everything...

you would lose your wife,

your business, and your self-respect,

still you want a drink?

Yes, I do.

You're absolved of your sins.

Go in peace.

What you got there?

Lunch.

What's for lunch?

What do you want?

Let's get the air mattress out of the locker.

What if one of the reels goes out?

You'll never notice.

There's a plane.

So, wave.

No, no, no, no, no.

Look.

It's in trouble.

Jesus.god.

Alright, you take the wheel right now.

Coast guard New Orleans,

this is whiskey, Alpha, bravo 4-7-2-7.

Come in. Over.

Coast guard, New Orleans. Come in.

We've got a small twin-engine plane crash,

1 mile due north of the southwest pass. Over.

What's its status?It's sinking.

In need of immediate assistance. Over.

On our way.

Dave, we didn't refill the air tanks last time.

There's still some in there.

Not more than 25 feet here,

if they haven't settled into the silt.

I can get the door open.

It's deeper than 25 feet. You know it is.

There's a trench running right through the pass.

Dave.

Hang outside in case one of them

comes up underneath the boat.

Come on.

Dave.

Grab her.

Hand her to me.

God.

Come on.

Come on. Baby.

Alright, now.

What's the little girl's name?

I'm sorry.

Her name.

Alafair.

Is she your daughter?

That's right.

I'll go look in on her for you.

In the meantime, why don't you look over that information

and make sure that I wrote it down accurately.

Alafair?

That was your mother's name.

She's probably an illegal anyway.

We wouldn't wanna make problems

for the nuns, now, would we?

What if she is an illegal?

Immigration is going to send her right back.

My...

What an interesting family you have.

Did you know your daughter speaks nothing but Spanish?

She told me her father and uncle

were killed by soldiers in El Salvador.

She said a priest was bringing

her and her mother to america

when the plane caught fire

and crashed into the water.

Is she going to be alright, sister?

She's fine.

What she needs now is someone to care for her.

I'll get her.

It's alright. It's alright.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

You're just having a dream. It's okay.

Shh.

That's where your mother is.

Cielo?

Up in the sky.

In El cielo.

In heaven.

En El cielo.

You come with me, little guy.

I want you to light a candle.

Por su mama.

Yeah.

Can I help you?

Minos dautrieve.

Drug enforcement administration.

Who did you expect?

Immigration maybe?

I'd invite you in, Mr. Dautrieve,

but I gotta go to work.

That's alright, I just wanted to ask you

one or two things about the plane crash.

Like what?

Like, why didn't you all

wait for the coast guard

after you called in on the emergency channel?

My wife gave them the position.

They could see the oil and gas on the water.

No need for US to stick around now, was there?

Hey, do I know you?I don't think so.

See, I got this problem.

A diver found a suitcase

with a bunch of child's clothes in it.

Little girl's, in fact,

but, there wasn't a kid on that plane.

Now, what does that suggest to you?

Since when does the DEA care about some little kid?

Actually, it's the other three I'm worried about.

Three? What do you mean three?

Two women and the priest.

What about the guy in the pink shirt, the one with the tattoo?

What guy? And what pink shirt?

Well, there were four adults on that plane.

From what I hear, it's kind of murky down there.

Maybe you only thought you saw four people.

I read your file, robicheaux.

Tell me, did you really do all that shit?

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

You smoked three guys

when you were on the New Orleans pd.

One of them was a government witness.

He was a pimp and a drug dealer,

and he dealt to play when he drew down on me and my partner.

Yeah?

Is that when they asked you

to retire from the force?

Hey, wait a minute. I do know you.

You were that point guard at lsu

about 15 years ago.

Downtown dautrieve.

You were all-American or something, am I right?

Honorable mention.

Yeah.

Well, I guess I wasted my time coming out here...

you a model citizen and all.

So...

I know y'all gonna forget about meddling

in DEA business.

'Cause I don't want to have to come back out here,

bring immigration with me.

Maybe take something you were planning on hanging onto.

Hey.

Can't stop being a homicide detective, can you?

Boy, that DEA agent really got under your skin.

He gave me some sort of shuck

about one of the people on the plane.

Hey.

That pilot was a priest,

probably just muling illegals.

Nothing new about that,

certainly nothing the DEA

should care about anyway.

But the guy with the tattoo,

they want me to try to pretend I never saw him.

It sounds like good advice to me.

Thing is, I think that whoever blew up that plane

was trying to smoke that guy.

And we weren't supposed to see it.

What about alafair?

Well, that's what's bothering me.

Whoever took out that plane

wasn't counting on anyone else being onboard.

They certainly weren't counting on anyone surviving.

You think someone might come after her?

I think I need to find out more about the guy in that plane.

Dave.

Dave, Dave.

I'd throw it all right back in the water, me.

It's nobody's business, Dave.

Nobody's.

Is Robin around?Yeah. She's on next.

Hey, customers aren't allowed back there.

I'm not a customer.

Fuck off, Jerry.

Hey.

They put the first team

back on the street?

How are you doing, streak?

I heard you were back on the bayou

selling worms and all that jazz.

That's right. I'm just a tourist here now.

You really hung it up for good?

That's right.

That must take guts

to boogie on outta it one day

and do something weird like sell bait.

What did you say, "sayonara, crime-stoppers.

Keep your guns in your pants."

Something like that, yeah.-

Although I am in town

to, find out about a guy.

I think he might have come in here.

I'm not exactly an information center, streak.

A lot of guys come in here.

Well, this one you definitely would remember.

A big dark guy with a...With a head the size of a watermelon

and a tattoo of a green-and-red snake on his chest.

Now, why would I get to see it?

Here comes the bride.

Robin, you're not dropping the dime on anybody

'cause the guy's already dead.

He was killed in a plane crash

with some illegals and a priest.

The only survivor was a little girl.

And Annie and I are just trying to find out everything about her that we can.

Annie.

How is Annie?

She and I ought to get together

one of these days.

Hey, Jerry. Wake up.

The lady wants a drink.

Give me a fresh orange slice this time.

I don't know what Johnny dartez would be doing

with a priest and some illegals.

Who's Johnny dartez?

A guy who runs drugs for bubba.

For bubba rocque?

I know you, right? You're a cop.

Nope.

Now, come on, man. I got two big talents.

One is as a mixologist, the other's for faces.

I'm no cop.

Maybe not anymore.

Don't you remember me?

It's Jerry something- or-other, right?

You went up the road about five years ago

for bashing in some tired, wheezing,

broken-down old man with a lead pipe.

Ain't that right, Jerry?

How was Angola, brother?

Can I buy you a drink, lieutenant?

As I recall, you used to get kinda thirsty

about this time of day.

Hey, you're getting in my face, partner.

So?

Right about now I'm thinking

your head would make a real nice toilet brush.

I ain't no swinging dick.

I know better than to fuck with the wrong people.

Don't I, Robin?

He ain't no swinging dick.

Hey, listen. You didn't hear anything from me, alright?

Bubba's crazy, Dave.I've known bubba my whole life.

There's nothing you can tell me about him that I haven't heard before.

Take care now, darling.

Dave, you remember that man,

rent from US this morning, the one talk funny,

and not from around here, no?

No, I don't, but what about him?

He run the boat on the bar

and bust off the propeller.

You want me to go get him?

No.

I'll go. Where's he?

South of the four corners.

You ask him where he come from,

he don't know how to keep the boat on the bayou.

What's the trouble, partner?

Batist says you ran over a sandbar.

Let's have a look.

Nice and easy, motherfucker.

Don't look up, my friend.

That'd change everything for US

and make things real bad for you.

Looks like it hurts.

Now, you can get out of this easy,

or toot could sculpt your ears over

and make your head look like a fucking mannequin.

He'd love to do it for you.

He was a voodoo priest or some fucking thing

down in Haiti. Tell him what you did to Robin, toot.

You talk too much, get finished.

Want to eat.

Guess what he did to her.

Fuck you.

What?

You heard me. I said fuck you.

Whatever you do to me here, I'm gonna square.

If I don't, I got friends who will.

Yeah? I got news for you.

You're still breathing 'cause I'm in a good fucking mood.

When you start talking to somebody else's whores,

when you start poking your nose into other people's shit,

you got to pay the man.

That's the rules.

Old time homicide roach

ought to know that.

Hey...

Robin got off easy.

Put her finger in the door,

broke it for her.

Come on, man. I'm hungry.

Alright, I'm going to wrap this up for you

'cause you're starting to remind me of a dog down there.

You got a house.

You got a boat business.

You got a wife.

You got a lot to be thankful for.

So don't get in nobody else's shit.

Now, we'll let the man

pay his tab.

Not for nothing, toot. I could eat a little something.

Let's eat.

That's all you think about...

that big, fat belly.

Hey.

Dave, let the sheriff handle it.

The sheriff?

For god's sakes, that guy is an ex-dry cleaner

who looks like a frito salesman.

What the hell is he going to do?

Jesus.

You look good, considering.

Minos dautrieve.

The door was open.

I'm curious...

Why a bunch of moral retards

who deal in dope and whores

are suddenly so interested in you.

Why didn't you want me to know

Johnny dartez was on that plane?

Was dartez working for you?

He was. Till he hitched a ride on that plane

rigged with a bomb

and bubba rocque or somebody that worked for bubba

blew him outta the sky.

Along with the other four fucks on that plane.

Look, all I know is I want bubba off the board.

Well, you're never going to do that by squeezing his people.

No? And how is it

you have all this omniscient knowledge?

Hey, man, we grew up together.

I know bubba rocque. We were in high school.

He was one of those guys who was eating light bulbs

and pushing thumb tacks into his kneecaps.

You know what?

I think you may have the delusion

you're still a police officer.

And I want you to drink it all up.

There you go.

I'm gonna go into New Orleans. I'll be back tonight, alright?

You're supposed to be in bed.

Ever since that plane went down,

the DEA has been here twice,

and we've had our lives threatened.

Now, the sheriff's a real nice guy

who should be taking the stains out of people's clothes.

This situation is not going to take care of itself.

I'm just going to go straighten this out.

What's happening, streak?

Well, I'll tell you what's happening.

You are getting on a plane...

To key west, Florida.

Hey, what am I going to do in key west?

The boys down there would rather watch you dance.

You'll go work in a restaurant

owned by a friend of mine. That's what you're gonna do.

One of your a.A. Pals?

I got enough troubles of my own without...

Getting my head shrunk

by a bunch of ex-drunks.

Hey, this is a really nice restaurant.

A lot of famous people go there.

Tennessee Williams ate there one time.

Whoopee.

Listen, Dave...

I got plenty of fingers.

I'm sorry that happened. That was my fault,

and I'm very sorry about that.

Forget about it. Comes with my stage career.

Robin!

Hey!

I think you're already there, baby doll.

Give-give me the damn thing.

No more bullshit.

I'm gonna square what those guys did to you and me,

and when I do, you'll not be welcome in New Orleans.

You understand me?

I got your plane ticket right here,

and I got $200 for you.

Wow.

Just like the old streak,

riding in on a white horse

to save little Robin again.

Should have been a priest or something.

My friend's name and number is right there on the envelope.

There you go.

Hey.

Would you stay just a minute, please?

I promise I'll get on the plane.

Just...

Sit me...

Sit with me just for a minute.

Where's Jerry at?

He's upstairs in the office.

Aah!

God damn! Jesus Christ!

How much you make dropping that dime on Robin and me?

Didn't get nothing! What are you talking about?

Stay down, Jerry. You look real good with the carpet.

You're a fucking psycho.

Guy with the initials e.L.K. Came to see me.

You know who that might be?

He's a fucking hit man. He'll kill me.

He gonna have to get in line, partner.

Eddie keats! That must be who they sent.

Who's they?

Look, everybody does it. You hear something about bubba rocque

or his people talking about him or somebody getting outta line,

you call up his club about it, you get 100 bucks.

It don't even have to be important.

I'm going to have a little talk with bubba rocque, brother.

If I were you, I'd find another zip code.

Dave robicheaux.Hey, bubba.

I got your dreamsicle, hangin' down low.

What's that bull... what is that bullshit?

Hitting me in the head without a mouthpiece?

You lucky, man. You are lucky.

What are you drinking, Dave?

Nothing for me, thanks.That's right.

I heard you were fighting the hooch for a while. You winning?

Yeah.good for you.

I got some tea.

Here. Use the coaster for me, alright?

Clarence.

Beautiful.

Thank you, Clarence.

Hey, bubba, I got a little problem

I thought you might be able to help me out with.

Name it.

A Haitian guy named toot

and somebody named Eddie keats came to see me.

They left me with a few stitches in my head.

Bartender at smiling Jack's said he sicced them on me

by calling one of your clubs.

They also hurt a friend of mine,

and I wanted to, take care of it.

Is that why you're here?Yeah.

What's the name of this motor-mouth at smiling Jack's?

I already had a talk with him.

Look, Dave, I know Eddie keats.

He does not work for me.

From what I hear, he don't put stitches in people's heads,

he smokes them. And this boy toot, he's some kind of psycho zulu,

likes to torture people, take pictures of it.

Forget these clowns, Dave. Good for nothing. Eat some shrimp.

I hear Johnny dartez was working for the feds.

Did I make you nervous?

Hey, Dave, you and me we got history, right?

We go way back.

I know you.

Hell...you know me.

How do you think I have this house

and all the business I got?

'Cause I run scared every time some no-dick

like minos dautrieve and the DEA with their thumb up their ass

come up with some bullshit they can never prove?

I don't know, bubba.

I don't know what you think.

Maybe if a person wants to find out,

you just got to keep fucking in the same direction.

You know something, partner?

That's a two-way street.

Is that right?

Dave robicheaux.

I can see in your baby-blue eyes

you would just love to take me.

Please, Mr. Robicheaux, hit him.

Dave, you remember claudette from new iberia.

I'm a little vague on people from back home sometimes.

A pleasure.

Well, I'll bet you remember her mama...

Patty fontaneau.

I'll bet good money you lost your cherry

at one of her cribs on railroad Avenue.

Bubba, fix me a gin rickey.

The thermos in the icebox, baby.

I'd like one in a glass, please.

You know, Dave, this broad can drink gin rickeys

all day long and not get loaded.

I think she got a... Hollow heinie.

I don't think Dave is used to our kind of talk.

He's married, too, isn't he?

Claudette...

Honey...come here.

Baby, I don't wanna get on your ass all the time,

but do you think it's possible

to put a coaster under this goddamn thermos once in a while?

I got rings on the bar, rings on the table.

I got rings all over the motherfucking house.

And look... A stack of coasters.

Hey, I got to be running. I'll see y'all later.

Okay, Dave, I'll make some phone calls.

I'll see if I can't find this Eddie keats.

In the meantime, anybody gives you any problems...

I cancel their act.

Hey...

Give me a hug.

Whoo-hoo.

Yeah.

I'll see you later.Yeah.

I'll walk you out.

Eddie keats owns a club out on the Pearl highway

called the jungle room.

Did you like my butterfly?

I didn't notice it.

Sure, you did.

Stay here.

Can I help you?

Lovely little girl.

Go back inside, honey.

I think you better leave.

Tell your husband Victor romero stopped by to say hello.

Hey, Sammy..

Hey, how you doing there, kids?

Come here! Come here, you little fuck.

Hee hee hee hee!

What do you think, friend, looking for a little taste?

What do you think, Sammy?White, black, or yellow?

Take it easy.

My good friend robicheaux.

You miss me?

Ooh!

God damn!

You were gone a long time.

Did you take care of everything?

I found one of those guys that roughed me up.

Went to his place, had a chat with him.

What? What does that mean?

What's the matter?

Victor romero says hello.

Who?

I don't know. Some guy came by today.

Somebody came here?Yeah.

Don't worry. I took care of it.

Well, hey, hey, hey, did the guy say what he wanted?

What he wanted was to scare the shit outta me and alafair,

and that's exactly what he did.

What did the guy look like?

I don't know. He looked like a big bad guy, Dave.

Jesus.

So is this the way it's gonna be?

We can't have kids of our own,

now I'm with a child pretending we have a family?

What do you think I'm doing all this for?

I'm out there protecting that family.

Hey, Dave, bullshit.

You're not a cop anymore.

We gave all that up, remember?

What do you mean, we?

I had to live through it, too.

And I won't do it again, Dave.

I can't.

What is that now, is that some kinda threat?

Read it how you want.

What'll it be, Dave?

When a young man such as yourself

reaches out to me, I take it serious, bubba.

I invite you and your lovely wife to New Orleans.

We talk...

Work some things out.

I see an opportunity to do some business.

You wanted to move into New Orleans,

and I wanted a piece of northern Louisiana.

I go home, tell my people...

I think this young man has some juice.

The next thing I know...

You're blowing up airplanes full of people.

Calling a lot of unnecessary attention to your business.

So what I'm wondering now is,

did I make a mistake in my previous assessment of you?

The guy on the plane, Johnny dartez,

was working for the feds.

And I didn't know dartez was running wetbacks on the side.

Fine. You turn him off.

But you do it with a little discretion.

A little fucking precision, for Christ's sake.

I mean, even Tony and dom here,

when they blow out a guy's candle,

they don't kill women and children along the way.

There is no problem, Mr. Giancano.

I hear Dave robicheaux came to see you.

Dave and I grew up together.

Now he ain't gonna be a problem unless we make him one.

I know Dave robicheaux, too.

And for a long time,

the man's been a massive fucking migraine

to all of US in New Orleans.

I'll also bet you that barn you call a house

that he made your boy dartez on that plane.

Which makes you responsible for any future grief

the man may cause.

Dave is cool.

A few years back, he bottled out

and moved to the swamp to sleep it off.

He don't want any part of this shit.

The man may have been asleep,

but that was before you crashed an airplane

on top of his fucking head and woke him up.

Guys like that, you wake them up,

they don't go back to sleep so easy.

Not without help, anyway.

Are you saying that you don't think

I know how to play a guy like Dave robicheaux?

I'm just telling you the way it is.

You want to do business with me,

you clean up your fucking act.

We will, Mr. Giancano.

And, bubba.

Tony and dom will be checking in on you from time to time.

See what you're up to.

You don't have any problem with that, do you?

No, not at all.

Come on, baby.

I went to ti-neg's last night.

Then I went out to sycamore point.

Sat on the dock all night

thinking about what an asshole I've been lately.

You didn't drink?

No, I did not.

Look, Dave, if you wanna go back to the first district,

maybe we should think about it.

No...no.

Why not? Because you don't think I could handle it?

No.

Because I don't want you to handle it.

You and me.

That's the only thing I have in my whole life

that means anything to me anymore.

Please don't let me mess that up.

I won't.

I'm over here!

Unh!

Dave?

Annie!

He's out here!

Go.

You're gonna be alright, doll.

You're gonna be alright.

I promise.

I promise.

I love you.

Dave.

Hey, man, you got to help me.

You got to take her to the hospital for me.

I know if I go after them right now,

I'll be able to catch them.

But we got to get her to the hospital.

I'm gonna jump in the boat. I know where I can get them,

but...you gotta hurry up and get over with her right now.

Go as soon as you can.

Dave.

Make sure you put a coat on her

because she felt kind of cold to me.

Annie already gone, Dave.

She gone.

She gone?

God.

My god.

Alafair.

Alafair.

Alafair, you alright?

You alright?

Batist here. Now, come to batist. Come to batist.

Come to batist.

Honey...

You ain't got to be scared no more.

It going to be alright,

going to be alright.

Batist going to take good care of you, you'll see.

That's right.

It's alright you cry.

It's alright to cry.

The truck over here.

We got supper already fixed.

You ain't eat nothing all day.

We got to take her folks back to the motel.

No, no, no. They already left.

You put this coat on now.

You want to stand out here and be a duck

come on now. Come on, let's go.

Jesus.

Feed ducks with Annie.

Hey. Hey.

You just having a bad dream, little guy.

You got to go back into bed.

Donde estaannie?

Well...

She's gone away.

She, um...

You got to go to bed now.

Good luck out there, you.

Okay.

I'm gonna take an outboard down the bayou.

You should close up in a couple of hours.

You hear me?

I heard you.

I'll watch alafair, too.

Yeah, you do that.

Evening, Mrs. Rocque.

Well, Mr. Robicheaux,

last time I saw you, you were on your way over here.

You must like it.

It's a real swinging place.

Where's your husband?

In Houston on business.

Well, how nice for you.

And maybe for you, too.

Hey, baby...

What's with the vitalis twins?

Tony and dom are friends of mine from New Orleans.

You care to join US for a drink?

Nah.

Well, if you change your mind.

I was very sorry to hear about your wife.

You a tough guy?

Hey, I got something for you.

What's that?

I got your dreamsicle hangin' down low, partner.

Ha ha ha ha ha.

Are you saying fuck you to me?

I'm saying fuck you, fuck your mother,

and fuck your dog.

Fuck!

Here's your dreamsicle now.

Pick him up.

Who are you talking to, you fucking...

shit.

Drop the cuervo, partner,

before I blow your shit all over the bar.

Breathing down there, Dave?

Let's all go have a little sit-down, shall we?

Jesus.

Any more lube in that coif of yours, po-Jo,

your hair's going to start breaking off in the comb.

Honey, get them all another round.

Bring me a diet coke, would you?

Well, well, well...

now, isn't this nice?

Although, I got to wonder

what bubba would make of two low-level wop dog-dicks

sitting here having highballs with his wife.

Dave?

Minos...

Why don't you put that piece away for a few minutes

and come outside?

I'm not that kind of guy, dom.

Ha ha ha. I love this song.

You want to dance, Ms. Rocque?

On second thought, I better not.

I got to take my friend Dave home.

Seems he's had himself one fucker of a night.

Y'all tell bubba I said hey.

I told him to get outta there.

But I didn't know...

I'm looking for a guy named toot.

You know anybody named toot that lives in this neighborhood?

I think this guy's onto something.

Yeah...

Yeah, I know toot. Stays above the hardware store on Josephine.

Thanks, man.

Yeah, right.

Jesus Christ, how we supposed to get this up there?

I don't know.

It's a two-man job. They only ordered...

Shit.

Drop it, toot, or I'm gonna park one

in the back of your fucking head.

Toot, what happened to your door?

Aah!

Two more steps, and we're going home.

On 3 here. Go on.

Bobby, get it off the railing.

You're gonna scratch it. Ease it there.

Come on, let's pull away from there?

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Unh!

Aah!

Aah!

Unh!

Aah!

Unh!

Get down.

Hey!

Help!

Sir, please sit down.

It's your play, toot.

Shoot that fucker.

Shoot the motherfucker!

Shoot him. Kill the asshole!

No, ma'am. You've gotta stay back, miss.

Pontiac Catalina.

Had one of these, same color...

a convertible.

Somebody's going to steal them shoes.

You're a long way from new iberia, Dave.

The man was involved in a murder.

You go to his apartment. You're gonna find a shotgun.

I'm sure the sheriff's gonna wanna have that as evidence.

Hey. Hey.

Look, the captain's going to want a statement...

And maybe more, depending on his blood pressure.

When you get through here, I'll follow you to the first district.

Dave. Dave.

Who'd that bedbug kill?

He killed my wife.

Okay, now. Come back before dark now, okay?

Alright.

Hold on, honey.

Whoo!

Wow, this is really out among

the pelicans and the alligators.

Robin, is that you?

Ask me after I'm sure I'm back on planet earth.

I flew on a shitty little airline

where the pilot got a three-day-growth of beard

and blows garlic and Boone's farm all over the place.

We were dropping through air pockets so fast,

I thought I was going to toss my cookies.

Robin, what are you doing here?

Well...

Now...

My god.

You said you had a little girl,

but you never said she was perfect.

Hi there, sweetie. What's her name?

Alafair. Alafair, honey, this is Robin.

Hi. Hola!

Want to show me... Your house? Your casa?

Come on.

Ooh!

What happened in key west, Robin?

...one of the bartenders found out

I used to s-t-r-i-p.

And he made a move on me

one day during happy hour.

It's not worth talking about.

This is a really nice place.

So what did you do to him?

Let's find your room.

Robin.

That doesn't look like your room.

Robin.

This is your room.

Is this your monkey?

Ooh ooh ooh ooh.

Robin, what did you do to him?

Well...

I broke a bottle of grenadine across his face.

It wasn't that bad. It looked worse than it was

on account of the cherry juice and all.

This is the guest room. Am I right?

You know, you say bayou, and I think...

The swamp and nets and shit hanging,

but this is... This is...

Really nice.

Why don't you, me, and Alfie here

go on out to that dock and have ourselves a soda.

So, can I say something?

You're not gonna take it the wrong way...

I mean, 'cause I mean this in the nicest possible way, but...

I just don't want you to think I came up here

to try and straighten you out,

'cause you are who you are.

I'm cool with that.

I just...

Think that...

At some point,

you're gonna have to decide who it is

you wanna be for the rest of your life.

If you wanna be a pissed-off guy

trying to right every wrong

that's ever been done to him, or...

You wanna be...

Alive.

Hey...

Either way, streak...

I'm your biggest fan.

Alright.

Hello.

Dave, please help me.

Annie!

It's alright.Jesus.

It's alright.Jesus.

I'm here. I'm here.Jesus.

Robin.It's alright.

I was on the phone with Annie.

No, no. You were just dreaming.

Jesus.You were just dreaming, baby.

I got to go get a drink.

No, no.No. I gotta get a drink.

Here, here, just lie down with me, okay?

Just lie with me. Lie with me. Lie with me.

There, there, there, there, there.

That's better. That's better.

That's better.

Who belongs to that?

Bubba's wife.

Hey there, Mrs. Rocque.

I had a flat tire.

Can you give me a ride to my aunt's on west main?

Yes, I can...

Or I could,...

Change that tire for you.

There's no air in the spare, either.

What a lovely little girl.

Hello.

Claudette rocque, this is my friend, Robin.

She's going to be staying with US for a while.

Have me met?

Not formally.

You're a performer of some kind.

That's right.

You work at that little place on bourbon...

smiling Jack's.

That's right. Now I remember you, too.

You came in one time with a couple of...

Real pretty girls...

asked me to work a private slumber party,

but I don't really go in for that sort of thing.

I think you got me mixed up with someone else.

Well, maybe you're right.

The girl I'm talking about was real trash.

She had a butterfly tattoo on her belly.

Well, anyway, it was real nice to meet you, Claudia.

Come on, sweetie.

Well, she's enchantin'.

Nice to see you back in the swing of things.

What brings you out this way, Mrs. Rocque?

It's claudette, Dave.

My cousin lives at the end of the road.

I come to new iberia about once a month to see my relatives.

I see.

Am I putting you out?

No. just give me a minute.

Wait for me in the truck.

You look uncomfortable.

I didn't get very much sleep last night.

Would you like a gin rickey?

Not for me, thank you.

I gave it up for a while, almost a year.

Then people started telling me

they liked me better drunk.

Anyone ever say that to you, Dave?

Hey, let me ask you something...

what do you think the odds are of you having a flat tire

right by my front Lane?

Now the good detective is wondering what the lady wants.

Take a look.

We had a little argument.

Apparently, I fell.

At least that's what bubba said when I came to.

I'm pretty sure one of my ribs is cracked.

What do you think?

I think...

You should see a doctor.

Don't you want to know what we fought about?

That's none of my business.

We fought about you.

You're not afraid of bubba.

You know he's not really so tough.

I know you shouldn't jerk him around.

I know that if you mess with his pride,

you're gonna meet the guy that wheeled

his crippled cousin into the coolie.

Hadn't heard that one before.

I know one thing bubba's afraid of.

And what's that?

Bubba's never done time.

I don't think he could.

I don't think he'd last three days.

I believe he would do anything

to stay out of the joint.

He has nightmares about it.

He's been having a lot of them since that plane went down.

You know what?

I changed my mind.

I'll get out here.

Say, Dave, you ever get bored of the stripper's act,

come on by.

How you hanging, streak?

That's some boat you got.

Hell, take a ride with US.

This baby can eat a trench

all the way across the lake.

What are you doing with these people?

Friends from New Orleans.

You want a beer?

How deep is the mob into you, bubba?

You got to be paying those guys big dues,

Hey, you got it wrong, Dave.

People pay medues. I win, they lose.

Now, you want a beer or not?

Toot's dead.Is that right?

I want those other two men that killed my wife.

I had nothing to do with that, Dave.

When I want to straighten out a problem,

the person's going to see this face.

They were your people.

I'm going to tell you something,

and I'm going to tell you only once...

now, you can accept it,

or you can stick it up your ass...

I am one guy.

I am not a crime wave.

When you mess with the action out of New Orleans,

you fuck with hundreds of people.

Do you understand, Dave robicheaux?

My wife had to be buried in a closed casket.

I want you to think about that for a minute.

Now, I'm gonna find those two men, and when I do,

I'm going to squeeze them extra hard.

And if your name comes out of either one of their mouths,

I'll be back here, to feed

your sorry fucking ass to the shrimp.

You wouldn't leave it alone, Dave,

so they closed the door on your nose.

Leave me out of your shit, Dave.

I'll tell you,

this Dave robicheaux makes me very uncomfortable.

You tell me he's not a problem.

Next thing I know, you go out and kill the man's wife.

What the fuck is that?

Now my people tell me robicheaux smoked

one of the shooters on the streetcar,

which would explain why Eddie keats

is calling me every five minutes asking for my protection.

Make it sounds like he's coming apart,

like he might be a problem.

What the fuck is going on?

I'm taking care of it.

You'retaking careof it?

That's right.

So, on top of everything else,

your husband doesn't even show me the proper respect

of coming in here to see me himself.

Instead he sends his wife.

No one sent me. Bubba doesn't know I'm here.

Really?

Bubba's not...

Well.

What the hell does that mean?

Unhappy childhood and all that.

From now on, you need to talk,

I'll be the one listening.

And why should I trust you?

The daughter of some whore.

Hey, I learned a lot from my mother.

She was a good businesswoman.

I'm asking for a second chance

to prove to you I can handle things...

Eddie keats, Dave robicheaux,

my husband.

And this time, Mr. Giancano,

I promise you, you won't be disappointed.

Yeah?

N.o.p.d. Tells me our friend toot had a bad day.

They're saying he missed the bus.

Well, that's very clever, minos.

Say, you busy right now?

Why?

Eddie keats wants to say hey.

I saw one like this once before,

back when I worked homicide in Atlanta.

This must've been a real son of a bitch.

You see this, this white stuff underneath his fingernails?

This guy actually tried to claw the paint

off this bathtub.

So how come you haven't called the sheriff yet?

I thought you might wanna have a look before they...

Come along, messed up the crime scene.

That's real considerate of you, minos, but...

I'd prefer if you'd cut the cute act.

I figure you brought me here

to get my reaction and see if I was the guy

that threw that radio into that bathtub, am I right?

Did you?

I wish I had.

You know a guy named Victor romero?

Why you want to know?

He came by the house right before it happened.

He tried to shake Annie's tree.

And you think he's the third guy?

Dave...

Let me give you some advice I know you won't take.

Forget about romero.

Now, I don't know his resume by heart,

but you are talking about a true genetic fuckup

who gets off on hurting people.

And I'd sure hate to see you or those close to you

get hurt any more than they already have.

Did you hear what happened to Eddie?

I heard he had a real nice service.

They cremated him,

put him in a vase or something.

I got up too late to go.

What about Victor romero, you seen him lately?

I don't know that person.

You fucking my wife, Dave?

Come on, Dave, get up.

I ain't through.

Shit!

Aah!

Hey, bubba, you wanna go to the hospital?

Heh heh heh. No, I don't want to go to no hospital.

Hey, tell me something...

I really shook your peaches

with that first shot, didn't I?

Yeah.

Let me ask you something.

What makes you think I was messing around with claudette?

Cuervo gold.

Well, she said she was in the truck with you.

And I know she knows how to get a guy on the bone.

Hey, man, you're talking about your wife.

Hey. She's human.

You know something, bubba? I got a strange suspicion

that you're a man without a future.

Yeah?

Why is that?

Well, I mean,

you're in the backyard, sparring with the featherweights,

trying to be 16 years old again,

one of these days, somebody's gonna come along

and take it all away from you.

Hey, Dave...

Nobody...

Is going to cool out my action.

But it's real nice of you to worry.

Take it easy.

What are you doing in here?

I couldn't find your keys,

so I had to pry the lock off with a screwdriver.

I'm sorry about the damage to the door.

I want you to get out of this room.

What is this, like,

your church where you come every day to suffer?

That's none of your damn business, what this room is.

That's not a part of your life.

You know what I think?

I think...

She wouldn't expect you to be acting this way.

I think she'd be doing just what I'm doing now.

How would you know that?

I mean, you're not her.

How would you know that?

I'm finished.

Jerry got busted again.

Jerry falgout... you know the bartender over at smiling Jack's.

He was arrested up in natchez for...

Stealing social security checks.

Pretty pathetic.

Robin, you and I ought to have a little talk.

Hello?

Bien, gracias.

Me llamo alafair.

Yo soy, de El Salvador.

Hey, hey, darling, let me have that. Thank you. Thank you.

Can you get yourself ready for bed?

Hello?

Sweet girl.

Who is this?

This is Victor romero.

I'll be in in a minute.

I'm hearing a lot of stuff I don't like to hear.

Most of it's got your name on it.

You still there?

Yeah, I'm still here.

I hear you wanna cut a slice out of my ass...

like I'm responsible for every crime in Louisiana.

You saying I'm killing people on airplanes and bathtubs,

going around the quarter, telling people

I should be looking over my shoulder

before something heavy falls on me.

You there?

I'm listening.

So I'll tell you my deal.

People I do business with are saying I'm too hot,

like, maybe I won't be around next year,

that this guy robicheaux is a hard tail and don't play...

so you're fucking me, man.

Hey, Victor, I really don't give a shit about your problems,

why don't you write all this down on a postcard,

and maybe I'll read it if I get some free time.

There's was cello in the front room

and a fan in your bedroom

and a telephone in your hall,

except I tore it out the wall for you.

And while I did your old lady,

you were outside, hiding in the dark.

I'm going to find you.

Kiss my ass.

If you don't get off my back, robicheaux,

I'm going to kill the kid, the whore,

and that old fuck you got working for you.

You want all that on a postcard, too?

You're going after him, aren't you?

Hey, streak...

You remember the time you took me to midnight mass

over at Saint Louis cathedral?

And afterwards we walked across the square

and had beignets at the cafe du monde, remember that?

I remember.

I thought you were serious about me that night.

Robin...

I was just too messed up to...

To realize that all you wanted was to help me.

That's all you've ever wanted.

I just wish I could return the favor.

Let me know if you need anything, Dave.

Hey, thank you, burgess.

You look like you could use a shower, Jerry.

Have you not been showering lately?

I'm floating around on an ice cube that's melting in a fucking toilet.

That's a swell metaphor, Jerry, but I need a name.

What do you want?

Victor romero.

Jesus, you've got a fuckin' obsession, man.

Look, I don't know where he is and I don't wanna know.

Give me a name, Jerry.

I ain't got any.

Look, I'm telling you the truth.

I've got no reason to cover for this cat.

You know why I'm after these people, don't you?

Hey, I had nothing to do with that.

Let me tell you something, man.

I'm going to find those people, and when I do,

you're going to be real glad you're in here.

I'll see you when you get out, partner.

He's got a cousin.

What's that? He's got a cousin?

So fucking what?

I don't know the cat's name.

Come on!

Romero brought him in the bar a few times.

He had pulled a scam everybody was laughing about...

counterfeit tuxedos like they was Roberto Armani or some-fuckin'-thing.

Where's this cousin at now?

I don't know. I only met him once or twice.

I think he used to run a laundry

in the quarter or something,

called, Juan's...

or Jose's.

Who sent you?

What'd you say?

Well, hey there.

I was just about to go on up to bed.

Can I get you something to drink, Dave?

Yeah.

I'd like to have a gin rickey.

Where's your little thermos?

My thermos is...

I guess your husband is not in charge anymore,

is he, Mrs. Rocque?

Bubba was never in charge.

Ha ha heh.

All that...

Boxing macho bullshit.

The man's crazy as a fucking loon.

You really think he could actually run

anything for very long without fucking it up?

And all the while you're playing the battered wife.

Ha ha. I am the battered wife.

Aah!

Aah!

You...

Sent those men to kill my wife, didn't you?

You bought the hit, yes or no?

I bought the hit on you.

What are you going to do now, Dave?

You going to kill me?

Go on. Go on, do it.

Do it!

Come on, Dave.

Come on, blow me away

so you can go home to the whore and the kid and pretend you're a good man.

Killing a hundred of you...

Wouldn't make up for one Annie.

It ain't in there, baby.

Bubba...

What are you doing up?

911 emergency.

I'd like to report a shooting

at bubba rocque's house out on the river.

Your name, sir?

Your name?

Good luck, bubba.