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(soothing music)

(gentle pop music)

♪ I take out my last cigarette ♪

♪ Seems like my last match is always wet ♪

♪ Fill my mouth up with a melody ♪

♪ Fills my belly, washes over me ♪

♪ One of these days my luck
will change will rearrange ♪

♪ But until then ♪

♪ I'm ducking rain ♪

♪ With a newspaper over my head ♪

♪ But I will pray for you ♪

♪ Does anybody pray for me ♪

♪ I will pray for you ♪

♪ Does anybody pray for me ♪

♪ I lay down my last shred of hope ♪

♪ Someone will come for me ♪

♪ Only now it's just a faded dream ♪

♪ Of what I feel ♪

♪ But I will pray for you ♪

(door creaking)

(ominous music)

(door clunking)

(door thudding)

- [Boswell] What the fuck?

(gun firing)

(woman screaming)

(woman hyperventilating)

(ominous music)

(woman whimpering)

- No.

Please.

(tense music)

(gun firing)

(footsteps tapping)

(melancholic music)

- You promised to give up smoking.

- Happy?

- I'm only happy when you're happy.

You like the cake?

It, er, took a while.

(somber piano music)

(birds singing)

Hmm.

Bruise is gone.

(birds singing)

- Yeah, 'til next time.

- You, um, you still, um,

you still gonna end it tonight?

- Yeah, tonight's our chance.

(birds singing)

- This is your chance.

- Mine?

No, no.

No, this is, this is our only shot.

- I can't do it.

(engine purring)

- What?

No, all our plans.

You, going to Paris.

You're just gonna throw
that out the window.

- It's not worth dying for.

- It is worth it.

I get beat up day after day,

just like my mom when I was a kid.

(somber music)

No, no, no, no, no, no.

We have to do this.

I'm not doing this anymore.

- It's different.

- No, it's not.

Felix will hunt me down,
he will not let us go.

I need you, I need you
there with me, please.

Please come with me.

I can't do it without you.

(somber music)

Please.

(somber music)

- Just one little mistake.

That's all it takes.

I can't.

(Dawn sighs)

- Oh shit.

(birds singing)

(Dawn gasps)

You are never there when
I need you the most.

(engines purring)

Just go.

- Dawn, come on.

(door slamming)

- [Dawn] Just fucking go.

(engine starting)

- Babe.

No, no Dawn!

(engine roaring)

I love you.

(engine purring)

(melancholic music)

(footsteps tapping)

- Hey baby, how did it go?

(ominous music)

(mug smashing)

(Dawn gasps)

- Clean up this fucking mess.

(Dawn panting)

(foot thudding)
(Dawn grunting)

We're supposed to see fucking Lenny.

And you're not even dressed.

(Dawn panting)

I should just put a bullet in
your fucking head right now.

- I love you.

- No respect, no gratitude.

I should have left you
on the fucking street

where I found you.

- Felix, Felix, I love you, baby.

I even bought you something
for our anniversary.

(Dawn panting)

(ominous music)

- Anniversary?

- [Dawn] Yeah, yeah.

Our fifth anniversary.

It's okay, it's okay.

Most guys always forget.

(Dawn panting)

(ominous music)

Go ahead, baby.

Make a wish.

- A threesome with that
stripper Jade would be nice.

(lighter clicking)

(Dawn panting)

- I'll make your wildest dreams come true.

(bottles clinking)

(gun clicking)

Happy anniversary, motherfucker!

(gun firing)
(body thudding)

(Dawn panting)

(dramatic music)

(Ed grunting)

- Damn, you got a good right.

You put your whole body into it.

(ominous music)

I like that.

(stool scraping)

Good kid.

What's the matter?

- It's 3:00 AM in the morning, pops.

(ominous music)

I gotta go home.

- Okay, finish up here, grab
the mop and do me a favor.

(hand slapping)

Um, pick me up a half gallon of whole milk

on the way home.

Do me, please, check the
date this time, alright.

- What?

I'm exhausted.

(ominous music)

- Yeah, me too.

Is she running you ragged?

She is hot.

It's okay,

you can tell me.
- You know what?

You can live without your milk, okay.

You don't need me here.

It's late and my hand hurts.

- I'm sorry about your hand.

Maybe you should've worn gloves.

No, this is your job and
you're gonna take care of it.

What the fuck's gotten into you?

(ominous music)

I'm outta here, alright?

- Why we gotta do this, pops?

He was a great customer?

- Yeah, well, you know what?

He's a fucking rat.

Alright?

So slit the fucking rat's throat,

clean up the mess and
get the fucking milk.

Take this.

Come on, man.

Man up for me here, alright.

Jesus Christ.

You know, son.

It's, it's a sad commentary
when supposed friends,

they just can't wait to
run their fucking mouth.

(sinister music)

Come on.

Do it.

- He learned his lesson, pops.

- No, he hasn't learned his lessons

'til he's drowning in
his own fucking blood.

Now, slice his fucking throat.

- Right.

No second chances.

- No, no second chances.

You've learned something.

Rory, I don't know what
you're doing right now.

I dunno if the broad's
got you all messed up.

Slit his throat.

I want to go to bed.

- Pops, I told you I can't
do stuff like this anymore.

- So what, you're gonna bail
on me like your brother?

I'm leaving you all of this.

You're going to bring
the Stone family name

into the...
- [Ed] Rory, please help.

Please, please!

No, no, no, no, no!
- Please, shut this

motherfucker's mouth.

- Please, no!

No!
- Gimme the fucking knife.

I'll do it.

Get out of here.
(Ed screaming)

Die, bitch.
(blade thudding)

(victim groaning)

(Felix coughing)

(footsteps tapping)

- What the fuck happened here?

(Felix panting)

- What's it look like?

She fucking shot me.

(Felix breathing raggedly)

- Well, you wanna go to
the hospital or what?

- [Felix] No, no, just gimme a minute.

She just knocked me flat on my ass.

(Felix groaning)

- Felix, I need a line.

(Felix panting)

- You see any fucking drugs here?

She took the fucking drugs.

(Felix panting)

What are you doing?

Go get the fucking car.

(exciting music)
(gun clicking)

(objects clattering)

(zip buzzing)

(knocking on door)

(Rory sighs)

- It's open.

(footsteps tapping)

Dippy. What took you so long, man?

- You gotta keep texting
me over and over again

while I'm in the saddle?

The hooker I was with
thought I had a curfew.

Wow.

Is that it?

- He ran to the cops.

Big mistake.

- It's a lot of water
underneath the bridge.

- What bridge?

- You know, it's a saying,

like blink and it's already gone.

(Rory sighs)

- Clam up or you'll be gone next.

- This definitely looks
like the boss's handiwork.

(foot thuds)
(Dippy grunts)

- What the fuck are you doing?

- I'm acting like a boss.

One day you're gonna be in charge

and I'll be right there behind you.

(Rory sighs)

- We'll see about that.

- Come on.

Everybody in town respects your dad.

I would cut my own throat
just to be like him.

- Everybody sees things
a lot differently, Dips.

- We throwing him off the pier.

- Pier, what pier?

- That same pier we dropped
the Broadway guy off last time.

- You a fucking idiot?

We're gonna carry this stiff
out on an amusement pier.

- We can take him on the merry-go-rounds.

I love those horsies.

(footsteps clomping)

Look at this work of art.

Number 15.

Your father is a master.

- It's sick, Dippy.

Would you gimme a hand with this, please?

- Yeah, sure.

(footsteps tapping)

- Okay, dump him in the Long Island swamp.

The sun's coming up.

Hey, did you get my text about the milk?

- Oh yeah.

I got soy milk 'cause that's all they had.

- Soy milk, Dippy?

It's for my pops, he
doesn't drink that crap.

Aye yai yai.

Okay, let's go.

(tense music)

(gun clicking)

- [Felix] Did you forget

that I always wear a bulletproof vest?

(dramatic music)

Gimme the fucking drugs.

- Baby.

- [Felix] Don't fucking baby me.

Gimme my fucking drugs.

- Just relax. Please relax.

- Game's over.

Gimme the fucking drugs now.

- Relax, please.

- Stop moving.

- Shoot me out here in the day?

(engine roaring)

- [Felix] I'll blow your fucking brains...

(tires skidding)

(engine idling)

- Get in.

- Stay on the fucking ground.

(tense music)

Go, I know where we can take these drugs.

(door slamming)

- Fuck you, asshole.

(tires squealing)
(engine roaring)

(Rory sighs)

- You didn't do such a great job

cleaning the mess last night.

- Christ.

- Looks alright to me.

- Are you telling me you left
Kara a mess to clean up with?

- [Rory] Oh God.

Kara, sorry.

Get me a beer, please.

Dippy helped me out.

- Dippy?

You left Dippy to clean
that up by himself.

(liquid pouring)

- What the fuck is wrong with you?

He's a fucking knucklehead.

- He's got a brain.

- Yeah, he's got a brain, alright.

(Gilbert sighs)

You know I blame your mother leaving

for what's happening to you.

I swear to God.

I mean, I was a decent father, right?

I wasn't that bad.

- No, no.

- I mean, she was always running around,

fucking around with this one,

fucking around with that one.

Then she hooks up with, uh,
well, some hobo or whatever.

Rips somebody off,

and then she just becomes
collateral damage.

Ah, I'm sorry.

- Someone put five bullets in her.

- Yeah, yeah, I know.

- It damaged us all, pops.

- You know, I, I was gonna
leave all this to your brother.

- Great, where is he?
- No, I'm not saying,

I'm not saying it like that.

I'm glad it turned out like this.

Okay?

I'm gonna Leave it all to you

and you're gonna become top dog.

- Top dog.

(Rory sighs)

Top dog.

- What?
- You know what?

I, I hate that we're just thugs.

- We're just thugs, huh?

(Gilbert sighs)

You know, I wish you'd
known your grandmother.

God, man, you would've loved her.

And she would've absolutely
fucking adored you.

You would've been her
favorite, I swear to God.

She had this thing.

She would, she would tell
me every once in a while

about this thing, about
the proverbial they.

That they could take your, um, money.

They could take your house.

They could take anything they wanted.

They could take your life.

But the only thing that
they couldn't take,

the only thing you give
up freely, would be what?

Your integrity.

You see what I'm saying?

That's the one thing nobody
can take away from you.

You understand that?

Ah, I don't know why I'm
talking about this stuff.

Listen,

(paper rustling)

I need you to collect from, um...

- Yeah.
- From Chucky clams first.

Right?

I'm sorry, I'm, I'm just tired, right.

Just get, get, get, do it and collect

and, and get some sleep.

- How long does he have to pay you back?

- I don't know, 'til the
end of his fucking life.

Don't, don't, don't gimme
a hard time, alright.

Just go collect.

I love you.

- [Rory] I love you too.

- You mean that.

(footsteps receding)

(footsteps tapping)

(body thudding)

- You got anything on you, asshole?

Huh? Weapons, drugs?

You better confess confess.
- Get the fuck off me.

(Cole laughs)

Oh, what's this all about?

Well, look at that.

I could put you away for a long time

for this little bad boy.

- Do it.

(Cole chuckles)

Collections.

They don't pay, you don't get paid.

- Ooh, everybody pays sooner or later?

- Okay.
- Hey, get some sleep.

You look like shit.

(hands slapping)

(footsteps receding)

(door clunking)

(Rory sighs)

(door slamming)

(ominous music)

(engine starting)

(ominous music)

(Rory sighs)

- [Cole] I almost arrested your other son.

- Well, well, well.

- Carrying an unlicensed piece?

(Gilbert sighs)

- Haven't seen you for a long time.

Oh, you know the serial
number was filed down.

So, uh, no serial number, no license.

- Right.

- Yeah, simple.

- Hello, lady.

- Hi.

- How you doing?

- Pretty good.

- Shot of tequila.

- You know, all this
could have been yours.

- Yeah, well its...

I don't know.

I, I feel like a fool

for turning my back on this
bottom feeder bookie operation.

- See, I made a good choice.

You will take care of the
tickets though, right?

- Yeah.

- Well, at least you get for something.

- Yeah.

(objects clattering)

- You fucking him when I got here?

- No, he wanted to, but I didn't.

- Because, he's got that
freshly fucked face.

- He was in the bathroom.

He was either jerking
off or taking a piss.

- So who do you like fucking better?

Me or him?

Who?

- You, of course.

- You fucking Rory too?

Keeping it in the family?

- No, asshole.

Stop fucking with me.

(Cole laughs)

- Hmm, you know we got business,

so why don't you go hang
out in the back for a bit.

Yeah.

- Cheers.

- What, are you ordering her around now?

- Mm.

- Huh?

- Sure can pick 'em.

(both laugh)

- Yeah, well what happens
when they stray, huh?

- Uh huh.

- Alright, so you're
here, she's gone, talk.

- I'm here on a missing person's case.

And that missing person
is your buddy Ed Rooney?

- Ed, Yeah.

Well, he ain't missing.

- Oh no?

Hmm.

When was the last time you saw him?

- Last night, sitting
at the end of the bar

with these two well dressed guys.

- Uh huh?

Couple of connected guys.

- I don't know.

Although one was awfully pretty.

It was kind of like looking in the mirror.

Know what I mean?

- Let me guess.

The other one looked like Rory.

- Damn, you are a, goddam,
you're a good detective.

I tell you.
- Fuck.

- He's in the wetlands, relax.

- Fine, I'll get one of my snitches to say

a couple of mob guys from New
York dumped him in the swamp.

- Mm-hm.

- But you are gonna lay out
some dough to make this.

- Of course, right.

'Cause I gotta pay off my,
my, my, my first son, don't I?

- Your favorite son.

- (laughing) Yeah, exactly.

- So tell me one thing.

- What's that?

- Was it you or was it Rory?

(Gilbert scoffs)

- The thing with age,
my short term memory,

um, it's just that, what
were we talking about.

I mean...

- Kara?

It's always good to see you sweetheart.

- Love you, kid.

- [Cole] Oh, love you too.

(distant sirens wailing)

- My oldest is a schmuck.

(Gilbert chuckles)

(ominous music)

My beautiful and oh so
faithful wife, aren't you?

(ominous music)

(paper rustling)

- [Alana] Oh my love,
I'm so sorry I'm late.

Top guy at the gallery just
couldn't make up his mind.

Staring at the painting for like an hour.

(gentle music)

- Well, that's how I'd figure
out how good a painting is.

- Yeah, he knows a lot less
about art than you, my love.

Fortunately using my dazzling charm

and a ton of pretentious
manner of speaking.

He bought the most expensive one.

- Nice.

- Mm-hm.

Oh, I bought this French wine,
a bordeaux, for you to try.

(Rory chuckles)

- Trying to make a wine
expert out of a beer guy.

What's it called?

- Connoisseur.

(both chuckling)

(bottle thudding)

You know, I never thought
I'd be with a beer guy.

But I've never been happier.

- So it was fate.

- Call it what you want.

(footsteps tapping)

(glasses clinking)

- Hey baby.

- [Alana] Mm.

- I, I was wondering if you could

make sense of some of
these paintings for me.

- [Alana] Mm, few things make sense.

Why should art?

(tense music)

- I'll have the usual.

- Dawn?

What's it been, like 15 fucking years?

- That long?

Oh Kara, this is my girlfriend, Jade.

Jade, this is an old friend, Kara.

- Lucky you.

We thought you were dead.

- Yeah, thought or wished?

My dad still own the joint?

- Yeah, I still can't believe you're here.

- Yeah?

- Where have you been?

- It's none of your fucking business.

- Oh yeah.

- Wow, married.

Huh, big deal.

- Call me mom.

(palm slapping)
(Kara grunting)

(gun clicking)

(ominous music)

- Call you mom? Never.

You wish you could take her
place, you disrespectful bitch.

- Gilbert's gonna kill you for this.

- I don't remember this
being a part of the plan.

(Dawn panting)

Don't move.

- So, you're cool on Rory now?

- Of course, Rory works here.

We're all great until you showed up.

Now, let's see.

(Dawn sighs)

- I'm sorry, alright, I lost it.

Tell my dad whatever, but
I have to talk to him.

- [Kara] About what?

- Money, lots and lots of money.

(ominous music)

- Hello, baby girl.

Been a long time, huh?

Come and give your daddy a kiss.

(hand smacking)
(Dawn grunting)

(Dawn panting)

- A real man doesn't hit his daughter.

- After all this time, you smack my wife?

- Dad, I'm sorry, I told her I'm sorry.

- Come back in another 20 or 30 years.

And take this diseased
dyke bitch with you.

Get the fuck outta here, Dawn.

- Cabrón.

- Mm-hm.

- Slut.

You alright?

Stop shaking.

You're alright.

Come on, you're not even bleeding.

Come here, I'm sorry.

- Hey!

Hey!

You're just gonna let him hit you like-

- I'm fine.

(Dawn panting)

(Dawn inhales deeply)

(melancholic music)

I just need a minute, alright.

(melancholic music)

Just go back to the motel.

(melancholic music)

♪ Every time I check my stars ♪

♪ They always seem to lead me on ♪

I'll be back soon.

There's some place I want to take you.

♪ They won't tell us who we are ♪

♪ Not even where we're going to ♪

(customers chattering)

(liquid pouring)
(glass clinking)

(lighter clicking)

(birds singing)

Thanks.

Er, shot for a light?

- Okay, give him a shot.

- Hah, good ones here.

(glass clinking)

Don't be stingy.

She's paying.

(liquid pouring)

So, what brings such a
lovely lass as yourself

into such a fine establishment as this?

- I was hoping to talk to you.

(Barney laughs)

- Go on, give an old man a thrill.

- I was supposed to meet
some guy at the Rink Home.

- Rink?

As long as it's not Gilbert.

Oh Jesus, you're looking
for bad things to happen.

That's a, that's a leopard
that won't change it's spots.

Let that sleeping dog lie.

- Bad things happen, I'm used to it.

- No, you look like
his, er, Gilbert's wife.

- Wait, you knew her?

- Yeah, I mean a little.

But no, no, no, no, I think
it's best we don't mess

in Stones family business.
- Do you know anything about

when she died?
- No, uh-uh.

Let's not dig into that, uh-huh, huh.

Don't stir that up.

Let's drink to the, the best
things in life which are free.

And forget about the Rink Home.

It's bad luck and watered down whiskey.

If you see Gilbert, you tell him

Barney said, "Every dog has his day."

(glass thuds)

(ominous music)

(birds singing)

- Dawn?

- Mm.

I'm sorry, I'm nervous, alright.

Never thought I'd be back here.

(birds singing)

- Well, just keep your cool.

- It's not turning out the
way I thought it would.

- Just tell me that we have a plan B.

Oh God, you should have never hit Kara.

- I know, but that bitch
had it coming, man.

She did that to hurt me.

- Yeah, but we need to move this stuff.

And your family can do it.

Tell yourself it's just business.

Right, there's no way you
can mess this up, babe.

- My dad's just so greedy.

- Let him be greedy.

It's a two-way street.

Wow, she was only 45 when she died.

- She was murdered.

- They never caught the killer?

- No.

But it's about time somebody did.

(horn honking)

Shit, my brother.

It's about to get interesting.

(ominous music)

(engine purring)

(Rory clears throat)

We finally meet.

- [Alana] Finally.

(glasses clinking)

Welcome. (chuckles)

- Thanks.
- No, thank you.

- Okay.

(footsteps shuffling)

- This is a nice place
you have here, Alana.

- [Alana] Please sit.

Make yourselves at home.

(footsteps tapping)

- You got a business deal for pops?

- Um, I think I'd rather talk to him.

- He's done with you, Dawn.

(Dawn sighs)

- Can you handle something big?

- No, I can't.

I'm trying to get out.

- Or he's trying to pull away.

(Rory sighs)

- Yeah.

Dad doesn't like to
lose out on good money.

- Can I talk to you alone?

- I keep no secrets from Alana.

- I'm sorry, Alana.

But the less you know, the better.

And unless you wanna
trade in this nice office

for a six by eight prison cell.

(Rory sighs)

(Alana sighs)

(birds squawking)

(distant dog barking)

- So what's going on, sis?

(distant dog barking)

- I ripped off a New York City guy.

I've got enough cocaine to
bring in a million dollars.

(distant dog barking)

(Rory laughs)

- You come rolling back here with that?

- I just need to sell it

and then Jade and I
can disappear to Paris.

- W-w-what?

This guy, does he have
any idea where you are?

- Nah.

He got a well-deserved bullet.

- Well that'll keep him quiet.

(Dawn sighs)

- I didn't want it to come to that.

But I guess it's in our blood, right?

- Unfortunately.

- So do you think dad can move it?

- Yeah, yeah but you, you
know he's gonna have to

take a major cut.

- Right.

- It's alright as long
as we can get away quick.

- Is this guy connected?

- No, no, he's a freelancer.

Nobody knows my past.

(distant dog barking)

- It's gonna be hard to find
a buyer for all that shit.

- Fuck.

- Hey, don't steal so much then.

(Rory sighs)

Okay, I will talk to pops.

(Dawn sighs)

- Thank you.

(both laughing)

- Alana said we can stay at her place.

- A few days, I have an extra bedroom.

- Oh no, we don't wanna put you out.

- You're more than welcome.

Right, Rory?

- I get to see you more.

- I'm sorry I left you.

(somber piano music)

I missed you the most.

- Well, when Kara told me you were coming

I thought we'd celebrate.

I know growing up, you
guys didn't have any cake,

so, uh, I hope you like it.

(somber piano music)

- Yeah, sure.

Last one I had was a blast.

- Oh, forks, oh my gosh. I'm so sorry.

(footsteps clomping)

(laid back dance music)

- Excuse me, Lois.

Hi.

I'm wondering, have you seen this woman.

The girls upstairs told
me, you know her as Jade.

- I know her.

Don't know where she went, don't care.

(Lois sighs)

Why are you asking?

- I'm from Tombstone Insurance.

A distant relative of hers passed away.

Left a large inheritance, $10,000.

I wanna get the check to her.

- Wow, $10,000.

That's a lot of money from...?

- A distant relative.

Horrible death.

I mean, I get emotional
now just thinking about it.

Very emotional.

- Hmm.

- I'll see where she went.

Can I mail it to her?

- I'm afraid not.

But if you get the forwarding address,

I'll make sure she gets the check.

We like to clear the books.

Terminate this account.

- Is there a finder's fee?

- Yeah.

- Oh.

- 10%.

But I can give you 20.

(laid back dance music)
(customers chattering)

- I'll see what I can do.

- Right.

One more thing.

Have you seen this woman?

- I don't know her.

I've heard she's a bitch.

(Felix laughs)

- You got good hearing.

I value your help.

You got my number.

Use it.

(laid back dance music)

(ominous music)

(customers chattering)

- Excuse me sir.

Is this some of the artist's latest work?

(somber piano music)

- Yep, this is his latest book.

Looks like he was in a rush, bud.

(customer laughing)

- I guess you're right.

(somber piano music)

- Excuse me, we're the Coopers.

We're here to pick up a painting.

Have you seen Alana?

- You got the cash?

- Cash?

We paid by check.

- You sure it cleared?

'Cause I gotta watch out

for all the con artists around here.

(Alana laughs)

- Hello, Peggy, George, thank
you so much for coming by.

Your painting actually
waiting for you in the back.

- Oh great, thank you.

- You wanna come this way?

- Okay.

- Yeah, we don't know this man.

- Oh, okay. Thank you.

- Thank you.

- What's the matter?

You don't know me?

(Alana laughs)

You know who I am?

- I'm here.

- Hey, Rory's here.

Alana.

- Yeah.

- This is Rory.

He is the best.

(pensive music)

(somber music)

- Are you okay, baby?

- Yeah.

Just thinking about you.

Thinking about how lucky
I am to have met you.

(somber music)

- I feel the same way.

(somber music)

(Rory sighs)

- You've, you've accomplished things.

Built the business from nothing.

(somber music)

- Me, I'm just one step ahead of the wall.

(somber music)

- You don't have to be your father.

Deep inside you, you have good
nature that most men lack.

(somber music)

- I feel trapped.

- A little rough around the
edges, but I see progress.

Don't let your past hold you back.

Break free.

(somber music)

- Can we just hear her out, please?

- She shows up out of the
fucking blue, with this deal.

She wants us to take all these risks.

And now you want me to sit
down and listen to her.

- Big deal, Cole.

- Yeah, it is a big deal.

I mean, I'm here, I might
as well stick around.

But I, this is fucked up.

(footsteps approaching)

- [Dawn] Wow, everybody's here.

Cool, looking good.

I guess it's been a while, huh?

- Uh, this is Jade, my friend.

- [Gilbert] Well look at this.

The last time we've
all four been together.

Long time, huh?

Sit down, okay.

This is nice, let's, let's
make this a joyous occasion.

Alright?

- Yeah, I want it to be.

- Beautiful.

(bag thuds)

So Rory tells me, er,
you got really good shit.

(tense music)

Good product, huh?

- Yeah. You think you can move it?

- [Gilbert] Course we can move it.

(tense music)

We'll all make some money.

Just gonna have to check
it all out first, right?

- I mean, dad, either you
can move it or you can't.

- Hey, you got no other choice, sis?

- Yeah. Come on, you're safer with us.

- [Gilbert] This is supposed
to be a family meeting.

So allow me to address
the elephant in the room.

Why did you bring this thing with you?

- Dad, she's with me,

alright.
- She's not family.

- I'm 50% of Dawn's cut.

- [Gilbert] Really?

Huh.

- Do you want me to kill this deal?

Because I will.

(Gilbert laughs)

- Would you like me to
stick a knife in you

or gut you like a pig?

- [Rory] Come on.

- [Jade] That would be brilliant.

- Huh, how about that?

Cole, take care of this, will you.

- Hey, Cole.

Listen, can we just take it easy, please?

Have a chat.

That's it.

- [Gilbert] Alright, sure.

Sit down, Miss Thing.

(tense music)

(chairs creaking)

- Dad.

- What?

- I got 24 kilos of cocaine
worth over a million dollars.

Alright?

I want $400,000 cash.

That's my deal.

- We'll sell it first and
then you'll see what you get.

Alright?

You'll be taken care of.

- How connected was this guy?

- He, he was low level.

They just, they fronted him.

I mean 24 kilos is nothing to them.

- Front him?

- Yeah.

- It's their money, their coke.

They're going to kill everybody.

[Dawn] They'll assume
that whoever stole it

will try to move it in New York City.

- This worries me, sis.

- You can trust us.

- Hm, do me a favor, guys.

Let me talk to your sister alone.

(tense music)

Go on, piss.

(Rory sighs)

(tense music)

(footsteps clomping)

Come here.

(palm slapping)

Sit next to me.

You know better than
to bring her with you.

- Dad, come on.
- Come on, there's no doubt.

That's on you.

Come on, she's not right.

- What difference does it make?

- What difference does it make?

- I bring you great product.

You get a ton of money.

It's, who cares?

- Oh, I don't know, the cops,

the motherfuckers you ripped off.

- You can trust her.

Just because you're
bumping pussies with her

doesn't mean shit to me, okay.

- Dad, you don't-
- She should not be here.

- You don't know my life.

Alright?

- Fine, whatever.

This is bullshit.

I must be slipping in my old age.

- Maybe.

(glass clinking)

(Cole sighs)

(liquid pouring)

- Dawn really killed that guy, huh?

You know, we got a hell of a bloodline.

- Can't change who we are.

(liquid pouring)

At least we're not psychopaths.

Usually we have a good reason.

Money.

(distant horns honking)

- Yeah.

Well I can make a decent
living with the gallery.

I need a change from pops.

- Change?

Seasons change.

Leaves on the trees, they change.

But, uh, us...

I wouldn't count on that, little brother.

- Oh yeah?

Watch me prove you wrong.

- Okay, good luck with that.

But, uh, my money's on the
old man keeping you in.

(glasses clinking)

(distant sirens wailing)

(ominous music)

(customers chattering)

- I told your secretary
to have you call me back.

- That was me answering service.

Guess the message got lost.

Do you have an address for me?

- Jade asked that I mail it to her myself.

Otherwise, she doesn't want it.

- I can't do that.

Give me the address.

I have the finders fee
right here, a thousand cash.

(customers chattering)
(laid back dance music)

- I'm sorry, I can't do it.

(Felix chuckles)

- I'm sorry.

Well, enjoy the rest of your day, Lois.

What's left of it.

(laid back dance music)
(customers chattering)

- Yeah, after the first one
it gets really, really easy.

Don't find that out.

At least I hope not.

Right, so listen, you
brought me stolen shit.

I want it outta here.

So I take two two K,

I'll be getting two K.

- 200,000.

- Yeah, but I'm gonna give you half.

- That's it?

- It's a hundred Gs.

- That sucks.

- It's still a hundred Gs.

(Dawn sighs)

- Alright.

Alright, I'll take it.

- Dawn, I know he's your father,

but don't let him swindle us.

- Listen, I don't know what
you're gonna do with her, okay.

But it's not gonna last.

Alright?

I mean, Jesus Christ.

She's half brain dead.

- [Dawn] Dad.

- Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- [Dawn] Becoming one of your
customers was not on my path.

- No, I didn't, I was just,
just trying to make sure

everything was copacetic
or whatever, okay?

I'm sorry.

So I'm gonna send it
over with Cole, alright?

- [Dawn] Alright, fine.

- Are you happy?

What are you gonna do?

- [Dawn] I wanna get outta here.

And I want a simple, normal life.

I see Jade and I in Paris.

A little coffee shop.

Alright, so we have a deal?

- [Gilbert] I just told you that.

I'm gonna send it note with Cole, alright?

- Alright.

Bye, dad.

(footsteps clomping)

- Dawn?

I do love you.

(footsteps clomping)

(somber music)

(lighter clicks)

(Gilbert sighs)

(Gilbert coughing)

(tense music)

- So how do we rip 'em off.

- Our sister?

I don't think so.

- Think again, little brother.

I don't know her or Jade
and I don't give a shit.

(tense music)

That money means early retirement for me.

(tense music)

- You know what?

Can you both just shut the fuck up?

Million dollars is gonna
smooth everything over.

Alright?

Do me a favor, please.

Both, just go home, go
somewhere, leave me alone.

(lighter clattering)

Go, leave me alone!

(tense music)

(footsteps receding)

(tense music)

(door slamming)

(car starting)

(tense music)

- Should have taken
the finder's fee, Lois.

I'm not gonna ask you again.

- Okay, alright.
- What's the address?

Where the fuck is she.

(Lois groans)

- Um, last I heard she was,
uh, someplace on Long Island.

I don't know.

- Where?

- The, the Rink Home.

The, the Rink Home or something.

- Okay, now was that so hard?

(tense music)

Now you go and enjoy your weekend.

(sinister music)
(Lois screams)

(Lois grunting)
(horn honking)

(sinister music)

- Mexico would be fun.

- Ooh yeah, Italy?

- Italy.

(lighter clicking)

- Yeah.

- What are you guys doing?

- Oh, morning.

Just, er, drinking coffee, making plans.

- Really?

Tell you what, why don't you make plans

to get the fuck outta here, huh?

Why are you always here?

(cups clinking)

So, um, what the fuck is he doing here?

What did he want?

- How would I know?

- Well, you were talking to him.

- He was possibly making plans
with his share of the money.

- No, no, see.

You know I make the shares, right?

You know,

you, you, you've got my
imagination running rampant.

You know what I mean by that?

- We're all family.

- Mm.

I don't know.

I'm getting like these heebie-jeebies.

That's what it's called.

(tense music)

(birds singing)

(Dawn panting)

- What are you doing here?

(Dawn panting)

- I screwed up.

I screwed up bad.

- No, no, no, no, no.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay, we can fix it.

- I know you said don't contact anyone,

don't talk to anybody.

Lois texted me.

(water babbling)

(somber piano music)

- You mean your old girlfriend?

What did she want?

(somber music)

- I'm sick.

(Dawn panting)

She said that two insurance men
had a 10 grand check for me.

(Dawn panting)

- Oh shit.

(water babbling)

You fell for that?

- One of the girls said Lois disappeared.

But her car's still in the fucking lot.

I'm sorry.

(Jade sobbing)

- Fuck!

(Jade sobbing)

(somber music)

- You told her where we were, didn't you?

(somber music)

(Jade sobbing)

(water babbling)

(somber music)

Shit.

(Jade sobbing)

(somber music)

(Jade weeping)

(somber music)

(Jade weeping)

- [Gilbert] Jesus Christ.

Oh.

- Dad.

- [Gilbert] What?

- Jade made a mistake.

But it, it won't happen again.

- No?

How do you know that?

- I, I just wanted to apologize.

- Oh, you wanna apologize?

Alright, because you're my daughter,

because I love you. I'm
gonna let this slide.

But you know what you're gonna do?

You're gonna go to Paris,

wherever the fuck you wanted to go.

You're not gonna write anybody,

you're not gonna call me.

In fact, you're gonna become
non-existent to this world.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

- Yes.
- Yeah, yeah.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hm.

(tense music)

- Good.

Dippy.

- No, dad.

Dad, no.

- She opened her fucking mouth.

(Dawn screams)
(gun firing)

(somber music)

(somber music continues)

(no audible dialogue)

(somber music continues)

(no audible dialogue)

(somber music continues)

(no audible dialogue)

(somber music continues)

(frame scraping)

(footsteps approaching)

- This deal with your
sister makes me nervous.

- Listen, you said you wouldn't

butt into the family's business.

Okay?

Leave me.

Please don't interfere.

- You know, I really care for you.

But I'm a part of this now,

and I'm afraid of what's
hidden in my studio.

- Baby, this money is my chance
to get in in the gallery.

Okay?

Could expand it, you know.

Could live normally.

- Here?

You're a part of the fabric,
and a dark shade at that.

You know, we're just better off selling it

and just opening somewhere else.

(Alana sighs)

(Rory sighs)

- I can change.

I need you to trust me.

- I want to, and I will, (sighs) for now.

(Dawn sobbing)

(somber music)

- Dawn, what's wrong?

- Dad killed Jade.

(Dawn sobbing)

- Are you okay?

Dawn?

- The mob knows we're here.

She talked, she talked too much.

(Dawn sobbing)
(somber music)

- Are you okay?

- What do you, what do you fucking think?

- Easy, come on.
- I just saw my dad

shoot my girlfriend

in the head.
- Hey, hey, hey.

- What do you think?

- Don't you talk to her that way.

Don't you talk to her.

My dad wouldn't have done
this unless he had to.

(Dawn sobbing)

- W-what?

What?

(somber music)

Oh, you better hope Alana
doesn't like to talk

or he'll shoot her if he has to.

(Dawn sobbing)

Get, get off of me.

(sobbing continues)

(somber music)

- This will not work.

Drugs are bad, but murder.

- Hey babe, listen.

Listen.
- No.

- Just need some time to sort it out.

Okay?

It's gonna be okay.

- I'm sorry.

I just, I can't.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Listen, I'm done with this.

Okay?

I'm gonna figure this all out.

(Alana sobbing)

it's only us.

- I've heard that shit before.

I'm not doing this and I'm going home.

I feel sick.

(somber music)

(Dawn sobbing)

(Dawn hyperventilating)

(somber music)

- Who killed mom?

(somber music)

I say dad.

- How could you say that?

Mom left us.

She cheated on dad.

Step Boswell robbed the card game.

They both paid for it.

(somber music)

You know, when I was a kid,

I tried tasting dad's
favorite whiskey once.

I dropped a bottle and it
shattered into a million pieces.

- Yeah, I remember.

Mom said she did it.

- Yeah, she took the blame for me.

(pensive music)

I'll never forgive myself

for letting her do that that day.

(pensive music)

- Now's your chance.

(tense music)

- So boss, you expecting any trouble?

- Nah, let's do what we
have to do and get out.

(gun clicking)

(door clunking)

(tense music)

(door clunking)

(tense music)

Mr. Rory, how are you?

- How are you, Teddy?

What's shaking.

- I'm here to find that out.

- You remember my sister, Dawn, yeah?

- Oh yes.

The apple of your daddy's eye.

Wow.

You really grew up.

- Wow, I forgot how much you
like to hear yourself talk.

Let's get down to business.

- That's why I'm here, business.

Money making business.

Now, where's the magic stuff?

(package thuds)

(tense music)

- [Thug] Good shit.

- What can you do?

- I have 30,000 a kilo.

Right now, two,

I have to step on it before
I make my money back.

- [Dawn] That's all?

- [Teddy] Well, give
me more on consignment.

Your daddy knows and trusts me.

- No, my daddy has
nothing to do with this.

- I beg to differ.

I don't piss on Gilbert Stones's turf.

- [Rory] Okay, what if
his kids piss on his turf

and you do business with us?

(Teddy and Rory laugh)

Yeah.

- You two.

With a deep discount, I
might have a big buyer.

Might.

It's good to see you back
where you belong, young lady?

Hopefully we can do
more business tomorrow.

(zip buzzing)

(tense music)

(Dawn sighs)

(footsteps tapping)

- Great job, Dips.

Thank you.

- Your dad would never
say something like that.

- [Rory] Fuck my dad.

Hey, by the way, er.

(Rory sighs)

You know those guys

that murdered that bum Boswell and my mom?

- [Dippy] Where's this going?

Come on, er, just cut to the chase.

- Dawn thinks pops killed my mom.

I, I, I don't remember anything.

Do you?

- I don't remember yesterday.

(Dippy sighs)

But, uh, (sighs) I heard.

Maybe it's better you hear
it from the horse's mouth.

- Why don't we go find that fucking horse?

(footsteps tapping)

(knuckles rapping)

- It's okay, love birds.

I'm not gonna tell on you.

- I appreciate it.

How you holding up.

(Dawn sighs)

- Cole, I gotta know.

Did you know, did you know
he was gonna kill her?

- No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

He, he told us he was just
gonna scare her and that was it.

I swear.

(Dawn sighs)

- Just got me thinking about mom.

All, all those years ago.

How we, we don't know
what happened to her.

Who killed her?

Do you know?

Do you remember anything?

- Just, just.

(door clunking and slamming)

When you left, we were never
allowed to talk about mom

because, you know, she
cheated on him, so...

- I know, but, she did.

That means someone deserves to die?

(somber music)

You think it was him?

Do you think it was dad?

Do you think he killed her?

Come on, you must know something.

- I always suspected.

(somber music)

(Dawn sighs)

- I'm not done.

I'm gonna figure it out.

And you're either with me or you're not.

I need your help.

(somber music)

(footsteps receding)

(somber music)

(wheelchair creaking)

(somber music)

- That is some knockout rye right there.

Not like the cheap shit my
son Dippy usually gets me.

But beggars can't be choosers.

(liquid pouring)

Don't be stingy.

Come on, you can see how thirsty I am.

That's it.

(Barney coughing)

Easy, easy, easy, easy, easy.

- [Rory] You know Dippy's
my best friend, right?

I need to know who killed my mom, Barney.

Was my pops involved?

No can do kid.

Gilbert and me go way back.

You wouldn't want Dippy running around,

running his mouth all
over town about you, huh?

(tense music)

Mm-mm.

Gilbert wasn't the worst boss.

He, he was hard at times.

- Sounds familiar.

You took a bullet in the
spine for him, Barney,

what's he done for you?

- [Dippy] Jack shit, that's what.

And he did all the dirty work for him.

- Shut up, son.

Never liked rats.

- I want the truth.

- No.

No.

(Barney scoffs)

You really don't.

- It's the truth or nothing, Barney.

You know, I was gonna give you this.

I think it's going back to the bar.

- Bye-bye, nice to meet you.

- [Dawn] Dippy, get your
useless dad outta here.

- You're the, you're..?

- Yeah, it's Rory's sister.

I told you she came out.

- You're the girl at the bar.

- Yeah.

Gilbert's daughter.

(pensive music)

He owns you.

You are not a rat, you're a coward.

- At least I aint Judas
for a fucking bottle

of cheap whiskey.

You know what?

You both can go fuck yourselves.

(Barney scoffs)

Fuck this.

You know what, listen to me, kids.

Dippy was right.

You don't have a fucking clue
how much of a fucking bastard.

(tense music)

I took a bullet for him and he
don't wanna fucking know me.

Gimme that fucking whiskey.

(liquid pouring)

- Dad.

Dad.

You're doing the right thing.

(tense music)

Dippy, there's, nothing
lower than being a rat.

- No, he owes you.

Not the other way around.

(tense music)

- Your father fucked up.

We, we, we robbed the mob poker game

and we blew all the cash, and...

One of the players thought he recognized

your father's voice.

(tense music)

- So h-how, how did
Boswell get to playing?

- [Barney] Your father planted evidence

in Boswell's apartment.

(tense music)

- So dad set him up,

and mom got shot when the mob came.

Who did it?

Who was the trigger man?

(tense music)

- No, mm-mm.

- Tell us.

- The mob forced him to do it.

And he made me go with him.

I didn't know your mom was
gonna be there, I swear to God.

She, he, he took out Boswell on the...

H-he didn't trust her.

She knew he was the one
who set up the mob heist.

He felt he had no other choice.

(tense music)

- He had a choice.

Tell me.

Did he like it?

Did he?

- Five bullets worked.

- But you let him.

- [Barney] He shot her so quick.

What could I do?

Couldn't even react.

We were just supposed to kill Boswell.

(tense music)

Would've been us marked for death.

Those guys were out for blood.

- Fuck.

- Settle down, Rory.

- What, what's my dad gonna do?

Listen, you should be glad

he's telling you what he's telling you.

(tense music)

What if Gilbert finds out?

(Dawn panting)

(somber music)

(Rory sobbing)

(melancholic music)

(liquid pouring)

(melancholic music)

(glass thudding)

(Rory coughing)

- [Rory] Dippy was right.

I never wanted to ever get this story.

Ever.

(melancholic music)

(liquid pouring)

(door clunking)

- Hey, lady.

(door slamming)

- Thanks for meeting me.

- Sure thing.

- Hi, we're not from around here.

Could you tell me if you
could park on this side?

(Dawn sighs)

- Get the fuck outta here.

- It is so awful.

What he did to Jade.

I'm gonna leave him.

I know he knows I'm sleeping with Cole.

- You know it wouldn't take much

for what happened to
Jade to happen to you.

- We want a fresh start.

We wanna get out of here.

We're thinking Mexico.

I love him.

- I'm happy for you guys.

(sinister music)

(lighter clicking)

(footsteps approaching)

- Huh?

- Barney

- Yeah?

- What's up old man?

Good to see you.

(palm slapping)

- Uh.

- How are you?

- Good, good.

How, how long you been here?

- It's been a while.

I've been watching you.

Having so much fun over here.

Laughing, throwing money around.

- No.

- Just the life of the
whole joint, you are,

I noticed that when my kids left, er,

they, they didn't look too happy.

You know anything about that?

(ominous music)

- I was so drunk, I
don't remember anything.

- We're all like that sometimes, right?

You know. I was just having a
very interesting conversation

with your son Dippy.

- Huh?

- Yeah, he told me that
you'd ratted me out

on the Boswell job.

- H-he..?

No.

- Oh yeah.

- No, Dippy would never say that.

- You know,

he happened to have a knife
at his throat at the time.

So I think he was telling the truth.

(sinister music)

I'm not upset.

I'll make a deal with you.

You tell me the truth, the
absolute motherfucking truth

and I'll let it slide for old times sake.

(ominous music)

Do me a favor.

Look me in my fucking eye.

You hear what I just said.

I'll let it slide.

- I was drunk.

They set me up.

They just, they...

Dawn was throwing money
around and I, I was drunk.

I don't even remember what I said.

Yeah, I understand.

We all make mistakes, eh?

- Sorry.

- Alright, so I got your word

you'll never say anything like that again.

- Never.
- No matter how drunk you are.

Keep all of our secrets.

Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Alright.

And why don't I just say that we're square

and we'll drink on it, alright?

- Sure.

(liquid pouring)

(sinister music)

- Drink up buddy.

(ominous music)

You know, it's a beautiful night outside.

Why don't I be your chauffeur,

and we'll go get some fresh air

and we'll talk over old times, huh?.

- Yeah, okay.

- Aight, where's your wheels?

- I dunno, Dippy had 'em.

I don't know.

- Okay.

Alright, wait.

I'll help you get in, okay?

- Alright.

- How long have we known
each other, my brother?

- Oh God, I dunno.

30 years?

- Yeah, 30 years.

- Yeah, good ones.

- You know, went by fast.

- Yeah, you've been like a brother to me.

- Shame, man.

But knowing me, you gotta know me well,

what makes you think
I would ever allow you

to fuck with my family?

- Gilbert, watch out for cars.

- I'm not watching for cars.

(engine roaring)

I'm looking for this truck!

(Wheelchair crashing)
(tires screeching)

(sinister music)

(liquid pouring)

Hey, sweetheart.

You want a drink?

(bottle clinking)

(footsteps approaching)

(bag thudding)

- You're rich.

- Beautiful.

- [Dawn] You got my money.

- I had, uh, Dippy put
in your, uh, fucking car.

All 24 here?

- [Dawn] Yep.

(bag rustling)

- I don't know where everybody is.

But you wanna hear something for a laugh?

(paper rustling)

Cole ran off with my wife.

- Are you gonna kill him?

- Kill him?

Ah, I wouldn't waste a
bullet on either one of 'em.

(paper rustling)

Actually he did me a fucking favor.

What's with the cake?

(exciting music)

(gun clicking)

And the five?

What, you got a five year
old I don't know about?

- It's for the five bullets
that you shot into mom.

(ominous music)

- Sweetheart, I didn't kill your mom.

- [Dawn] I know you killed her, dad.

- [Gilbert] Sweetie, I
didn't kill your mom.

- Barney told me.

Just fucking say it.

- [Gilbert] So you're listening to Barney?

- Just tell me.

- Brain dead cripple, is that what you do?

- [Dawn] Just fucking say it.

You killed her.

Just fucking say it, you piece of shit.

- Okay, you know what?

It's about time, right.

Yes, yes, I did put five bullets
into your fucking mother.

You wanna know why?

'Cause the mob would've killed us both

and you wouldn't have had a
fucking father who loved you.

Okay?

End of fucking story!

(tense music)

Now, enough.

Don't go psychotic on me, please.

(tense music)

(lighter clicks)

(door crashing)

(chair crashing)

- Put your fucking hands up, now!

(tense music)

Who the fuck are you?

- [Gilbert] I'm a bartender, bro.

- Where the fuck is my drugs?

Gimme that fucking bag.

- This?

Yeah, sure, here.

(bag thudding)

(tense music)

Dude, I don't know what the
fuck's going on here, okay,

This don't involve me.

- What the fuck?

Where's the rest of it?

(tense music)

- [Gilbert] Dude, I just work here.

- What's with the fucking cake?

You gonna kill somebody else?

Here's your fucking cake.

(cake splatting)
(plate clanging)

(Dawn gasps)
(gun firing)

(body thudding)
(Dawn gasping)

- Damn.

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

- [Dawn] You can clean up the mess.

(footsteps tapping)

(somber guitar music)

♪ Every time I check my stars ♪

♪ They always seem to lead me on ♪

(bag rustling)

(Gilbert sniffs)

(Gilbert laughs)

(knife thudding)

(Gilbert laughs hysterically)

- You got me, baby.

(bag thudding)

(glass clinking)

(Gilbert groaning)

(blade thudding)

(downbeat rock music)

(thudding continues)

(blade scraping)

(blade thudding)

(downbeat rock music)

(gentle guitar music)

♪ Fly away ♪

♪ Butterflies are free ♪

♪ My mind you can't stay ♪

♪ It's only my body you can rule ♪

♪ Through these walls that surround me ♪

♪ My spirit grew ♪

♪ Still sail away ♪

♪ Still you try to confine me ♪

♪ But you might as well ♪

♪ Try and catch the wind ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ In my mind I free myself ♪

♪ Of the shackles on the floor ♪

♪ And in my heart I chase away ♪

♪ The shadows from the walls ♪

♪ Butterflies are free ♪

♪ (footsteps tapping) ♪

(distant sirens wailing)

(distant dog barking)

(footsteps clomping)

(soothing music)