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Last night I had a dream

you were coming to me on the water.

And even though I knew it was impossible,

for some reason, in my dream, I believed it.

Then you were gone and that storm was coming.

There was thunder, and lightning,

and dark clouds.

It was destroying all the boats in its way.

In my dream, it was bringing death.

I haven't had a dream like that since before I lost you.

But it was just a dream

and it's normal to have dreams about boats

in a town such as this.

All right, I'm late for work.

I'mma come visit you this week,

bring you some new flowers.

Will! Your breakfast is getting cold.

Bailey!

Ah!

Okay, good dog. You want some?

You want some breakfast?

I know you do. I know you...

Oh, sweet dog.

Oh, there you go.

Oh, I love you.

Hey, babe?

Quit your primpin' and come eat.

That dog ate another pair of my socks.

Well, he's very sorry. Aren't you, Bailey?

Hey, can you look at this?

What? What happened?

I don't know. I just woke up with it like this.

Well...

Yeah, it's a burst vessel.

You can hardly notice it.

I just wish it didn't happen on my first day.

Mmm. Now, come on.

Sit and eat or you're gonna be late.

Hey, no more moving boxes or painting today, okay?

I know you're anxious to get started, but I'll do it when I get back.

I'll just do the light ones

and I at least wanna get the nursery done.

Can't you just let me do it? You gotta rest.

You worry too much. Okay.

I'll probably just do a little work,

take a walk around town, get to know it a little more.

Now, you're gonna ride with Officer Brogen

- for a week or so... - Sign right there.

Till you can get familiar with how we do things around here

and then you'll get your own car.

Sounds good.

How you like Providence so far?

Oh, I've only been here three days

but the people are nice, and it sure is beautiful.

Yeah. Yeah. You'll find it's a very strong community.

People mostly keep to themselves

but they will go out of their way to help one another

when need be.

And how about your wife? How's she doing, well?

Ah, says she feels as big as a whale and can't sleep,

but otherwise, she's all good.

What'cha all having, a boy or a girl?

- Boy. - Oh!

Wonderful.

How do you get a nun pregnant?

- You fuck her! - Terry!

New guy!

- Officer Shelly. - Will.

Oh! What's wrong with your eye?

Uh, it's a burst vessel.

- It looks fucked up. - Jesus, Terry.

Well, it does!

Officer Brogen here has been with us 16 years

and he's gonna show you the ropes.

Get you situated. And play nice.

Appreciate that.

Is that contagious?

No.

Whatever, let's fucking ride.

Have a good one, boys. Terry?

- Yeah? - Cut the swearing.

Was I swearing? Sorry.

So, you're a mainlander?

Columbia. Graduated at the academy,

got the job here and moved with my wife three days ago.

Not a lot of people move here.

Well, we were looking for something a bit different now we're starting a family.

Quieter.

How long you had a wife for?

I'm married about a year and a half now.

- How about you? - No, no wife.

- I got a lady though. - Yeah?

Yeah, to be honest, I think I love her.

It's complicated.

- I wish y'all the best. - Thanks.

The heart wants what the heart wants, right?

- Yeah. - Is that what they say?

You mind if I move this?

Oh, yeah. Sorry. Here we go.

- You spearfish? - Uh, never tried it.

I haven't paid for fish in six years.

I always got three pieces of advice for new officers here.

Number one, don't kill anybody

unless you really have to 'cause that shit is messy.

Number two, respect Captain Murphy

even though you might find her way of doing things strange.

How you mean?

All started a few years ago.

Her and her witch lady wife, they lost their kid.

Adopted son. He had some fucked-up disease.

You can't really blame her. I mean, she's a good woman.

She's a good captain.

Number three,

get yourself a hobby that you can do on the job.

- Hobby? - That's right.

This is Providence, man. Nothing happens here.

You get the occasional bar fight, boat theft,

but what you don't get in action and adventure,

you make up for in spare time

which is why I recommend you do like I do.

Get yourself a hobby.

Chinese?

Mandarin. Don't be racist.

What does that mean?

It means I'm fucking fluent in Chinese.

- Hey, what's your favorite band? - Favorite band?

- Yeah. - Ah, man, I don't know.

'Cause that reminds me...

I got a band.

- You do? - Yeah. We're called Man Riot.

I write all the songs, play guitar, lay down vocals.

Here.

- Oh. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You're gonna like it. Check it out.

Right?

I do the bass. I...

I do the bass, I do the drums.

I mean, they're not real drums, but it's amazing

what you can do on a computer nowadays.

It's like my house became a recording studio.

Seriously. Hey.

That's Tilly's.

We can get coffee there. Let me show you.

Hey, Tilly.

This is the new guy, Will.

Nice to meet you.

A few years back, Tilly's husband

got hit in the head with a tree branch.

Went crazy and killed some people at Walmart.

Fucked up.

Oh. Sorry.

Ah, c'est la vie.

Thank you, Tilly.

Nice to meet you, ma'am.

Come on.

You like oysters?

I love 'em.

I'm not a crackers guy though. Gotta shoot 'em raw.

Use the goddamn crosswalk, Brice, or I'm gonna run you the fuck over!

This is Al's Diner.

He'll give you coffee and a donut.

You gotta meet Al.

- Hey, Al! - Hey!

How you doing today?

- Having woman problems. - Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I ain't got no woman.

This is Will Shelly. New on the force.

- Nice to meet you. - Shelly. Shell...

You ain't the William Shelly who lifted all that cash

from the bank up in Charlotte, did you?

- My father. - Ah!

I remember your old man from the news stories.

- He gave a run at it, didn't he? - Yeah, until he didn't.

Yeah, I didn't mean nothing by it.

So, what can I get you boys?

Uh, two coffees,

two glazed donuts, and a chocolate bar.

- Yeah. - You want anything?

So your old man...

What happened there? I mean, you don't have to answer if you don't want to

but I figured it's out there now.

It's kind of awkward if I don't ask.

Plus, you know, I'll just Google it later, so...

I'm used to it.

Back when I was a kid,

he used to manage a bank up in Morehead,

came up with a system to keep some for himself on the side.

- Ah. - Only it wasn't a very good system.

Uh-huh.

He got 15 years.

Everything got taken from my mom, my sisters, and me.

Damn!

So, wait...

your daddy was a bank robber and you became a cop?

That's one way of lookin' at it.

Pretty badass, if you ask me.

Okay.

Oh, all right. Oh!

All right.

Does that look straight to you?

Yeah, me neither.

What about now?

Hey, Bailey. Uh-uh.

No, we promised.

We have to wait.

We have to wait.

What?

I'm working, aren't I?

We promised.

We are gonna wait.

How much is the Peek-a-Blue?

That one's, uh, 55 dollars a gallon.

Fifty-five?

Well, it has a high grade of resin.

Saves you money in the end.

You know,

human beings are not the only one that makes jerky.

Red squirrels are known to slice up a mushroom

and lay it out to dry

on account of they can save it for later.

I'll take two gallons.

- Peek-a-Blue blue? - Mm-hmm.

I'll mix it up for ya.

You know, it's funny, though, that they...

A rodent will make a...

- Who's that? - Not someone you should know.

Hm. That sounds ominous.

Let's say if you have a problem

and you want it to go away.

That ominous fella can make that problem go away.

Like a handyman?

Like a... final handyman.

I'll be right back.

What, is this your house or something?

Not exactly.

So what are we doing here?

I think we deserve a break.

We've hardly been working.

Well, it's just a place

I like to come sometimes during the day.

Hurry up and get inside!

Yeah, one second, babe.

- You gotta be kidding me. - It's not what you think.

I think you're gonna leave me here while you go screw her.

Yu Yan is not just some chick I'm gonna go screw.

This is my lady. Remember, I told you about her?

Now, remember what I also said, things are highly complicated,

meaning me making love to her right now

could very well piss off her husband,

so we gotta be discreet.

You've got your police car parked right up outside her house.

Look, I showed you the ropes, all right? Let me have a break.

All you showed me is where to get free coffee.

All that stuff, it woulda taken you weeks to learn that by yourself.

- Be fast. - I always am.

Oh, and, uh, if you see a middle-aged Chinese businessman,

just honk the horn a couple times.

I'll be back faster than you can say "blueberry-fuckin'-pie."

Blueberry-fuckin'-pie.

I wasn't being literal.

Yu Yan...

Well, get inside.

How's your day?

Hey, babe. Yeah, I... I met my new partner Terry.

So, uh, we're busy doin', uh...

police work.

So yeah, I'll-I'll... I'll see you later.

I love you.

Calling Car 2. Calling Car 2.

- Car 2! Terry, you there? - Oh, shit.

Uh, yeah. This is Officer Shelly.

Officer Shelly, we've got an 11-15 in progress

at the Chetlo house, 225 Sunnyside Boulevard.

- 11-15? - That's right, 11-15.

Shit. Okay, okay. Uh, thank you, Cheryl.

Uh, I'm on it. Uh, we're on it. Officer Brogen too.

Terry!

Terry!

Terry!

Sorry, ma'am.

Terry...

Terry, you need to come in.

Terry, you need to come in.

Terry!

Terry, come on, man. We gotta go.

There's a burglary in progress.

- You! - Terry!

Where do you think you're going? I know what you're doing here.

- Come back here right now. - No, sir.

It's not me, okay? It's is my first day.

You have a good day.

Police! Come out with your hands up!

Mmm.

Come out now!

- What the fuck?! - Okay, ma'am.

I got a call about an intruder in the house.

I didn't call about a fucking intruder!

You just came in here and shot at me!

I'm sorry, ma'am. You gotta stay calm, okay?

Fuck you!

I'll show you calm, you cunt!

No, no. Stay back. Hey.

No. Ma'am.

You're done for! You'll never work

- another day in your life! - I don't want to hurt you!

- You piece of shit! - Don't make me use force.

Go to sleep, fucker!

Ma'am?

Ma'am?

No. No, no.

No.

That's a good color.

Thanks, Stu.

What the goddamn fuck, Will? I said, "Chinese businessman."

The guy went crazy on me. I barely got away.

What's the matter?

I fucked up bad.

What the fuck did you do?

Oh, fuck me! What...

What the fuck happened, Will? What...

She is very fuckin' dead!

Was she dead when you got here?

Did you kill her, Will?

It was an accident.

Jesus Christ!

Uh, I was responding to the burglary,

and, uh, then she... she jumped out with a knife,

- Terry, okay, and I don't know. - Wait, wait, wait.

Did you say burglary? What fuckin' burglary?

There was an 11-15 called in.

11-15's not a burglary. That is a sexual act in a car violation.

- What? - She calls it in all the time on Joey Ledbetter.

- He likes to bring his girls up here. - Wait, you mean...

You responded Joey Ledbetter

trying to get laid in his mom's station wagon and somebody died.

- Ah, no, no, no, no, no. - And not just anybody.

That... that's Virginia Chetlo you killed, man.

Are you sure she's dead?

Half the dining room table is inside her skull, man!

You... you think I'm gonna lose my job?

Yes, Will! I think you are gonna lose your job.

Wallace Chetlo is the richest guy in town.

He supplies all the seafood on the island.

Oh, man. I'm fucked!

I'm so fucked!

Yeah. Look, man.

I am really sorry,

but I'm gonna have to call this in.

Man, this is my first day on the job.

Not a great start.

Wait a minute.

Fuck. Wait. Fuck! This fucks me too!

You fucking fuck!

- I am really fucked here! - I know. It's my fault.

- I'm sorry. - Yeah, no shit it's your fault,

but when they find out that I was making love to a civilian

while you were busy murdering housewives,

they're gonna fire my ass too!

They're gonna take my pension, man. Yu Yan and I have plans!

- I got a baby coming. - Then why the fuck did you go

and bash a woman's head in, Will?!

It was my number one piece of advice!

Don't kill anybody unless you have to!

I knew I shouldn't have ridden with you the second I saw your stank-ass eye!

Hey, it's a burst vessel! It's got nothing to do with it. Fuck you.

- Will? - Ah, fuck.

Man, how am I gonna tell Paige?

Shit, it's gonna ruin her life.

Will?

Come here. Look at this.

Look at this. Jesus Christ!

Get the fuck over here! Look!

Wait, wait. What is... What is that all doing here?

I don't know, but who keeps this kind of cash in a fucking basket?

Something's going on, right?

Do you think this is a crime or what?

I think we just need to calm down

and think this through.

This might give us another option.

What do you mean?

We could get out of this.

What are you saying?

We make it look like a murder.

- It was an accident. - I know,

but we make it look like somebody else did it.

Hear me out, okay?

Fuck up the whole rest of this place, right?

We clean our tracks. We take the money.

We say, "We responded," then we go work the rest of the day.

Later tonight, her husband comes home,

he finds her here, he thinks it's a burglary

just like you thought it was in the first place.

- That's illegal. - Illig...

There's a dead woman on the floor, man!

This is a lot of money, and you and I are both fucked

if we don't do this, and soon! Time's running out.

- No, no, no. I'm just gonna tell them what happened. - What, self-defense?

With your old man being who he is...

Ah, fuck!

Yeah, fuck!

Have you done this before?

Ah...

I mean, I-I... I haven't killed anybody before.

But I can tell you this.

This is gonna work.

No one's gonna doubt

that this shit was a robbery.

And no one's gonna think it was the police.

Fucking DNA is all over the place.

Yeah, no, we say we responded to her call,

she invited us in for coffee.

That kind of thing happens all the time around here.

Look, you've got to do this for your baby.

You really wanna to watch him grow up from behind glass?

- Okay. - Okay!

- Yeah. - Burglary!

- Terry? - What?

There was a bike right here.

- I don't remember a bike. - It was right here.

- Are you sure? - Positive.

Well, whose was it?

No idea.

Maybe someone, uh, came and got it, and...

- didn't see inside. Fuck. - Maybe.

Let's just get out of here.

It's 3:25.

I'm gonna grab the next car.

Boom! Got one.

Cheryl, I'm pulling over a, uh, silver Buick.

License plate six-Baker-two-Mary two-Indigo-eight.

What the hell, Terry? Since when is four over a ticket?

I'm sorry, Bobette. Just gotta do my job.

Oh, yeah? Screw you.

- I got kids to feed. - Hey!

Respect the police, okay? I'm out here putting my life on the line.

Hey, you know what? Screw your mom too.

That was uncalled for, Bobette,

and you might wanna watch your language in front of your daughters.

Oh, now you're telling me how to parent?

Oh, fuck you, Terry. Fuck you!

You know, you're a fuckin' loser.

I seen you at the casino the other night,

and you never got a free feature, did ya?

- 'Cause you're a loser! - None of your business.

- None of your damn business, Bobette! - You never got the Buffalo...

- Stop while you're ahead! - And you're so angry about it,

- and you're so pissed, right? - You know what?

- Buffalo! Buffalo! - This was over ten years ago!

- Buffalo! - It wasn't even that good then!

Calling all cars, calling all cars.

We got an 11-1 at the Chetlo residence.

Repeat, an 11-1 at the Chetlo residence.

Copy that, Cheryl.

11-1, that's a homicide.

- Yeah, I'll just get it... - Mm-hmm.

Powered up.

All right.

- All right. - Okay. Okay.

- You ready? - You're on.

- Don't fuck this up. - Yeah, you too.

We're placing time of death at 3:25.

I was at work all day.

I sent texts, but she didn't respond.

I figured she was busy or just didn't get it.

It's not that unusual.

After work, I came straight home

and that's when I found her there.

Anybody have access to the house? Friend?

Maid? Gardener?

We have a maid and a gardener,

but neither was working today as far as I know.

Wait.

Her masseur.

He comes every day.

Okay, what time is that?

Noon?

And, uh, what's his name?

Todd or Keith or something.

We'll find him.

Uh, we were here too.

- That's right. - Your wife called in

about Joey Ledbetter again,

and Officer Brogen and Officer Shelly responded this afternoon.

How was she when you saw her?

Uh, in a good mood.

She even had us in for a cup of coffee.

Just a delightful woman.

We did not see the masseur though.

Sir, you notice anything that was missing?

The place is a mess, but no.

Not one thing.

You sure?

Her jewelry's where she left it.

Yeah, I...

I didn't see a thing missing.

- There must be something. - Will, enough.

I don't know what to tell you, kid. It's all there...

which is what makes me so angry.

She was a beautiful,

wonderful, caring woman, and now...

it's just all over.

If you find this fucker,

I'll do whatever it takes

to make sure he suffers

as much as possible.

I want no mercy for him!

Or her.

What?!

Sorry.

Officer Speight.

He's gonna take the rest of your statement, okay?

Right this way, sir. Come on.

So, uh...

do you think it was him?

That's where I'd put my money.

Maybe he didn't know about the money.

A million dollars?

And why didn't he ask about it?

I mean, if he's missing a million,

he'd want it back. He ain't that rich.

Must be up to something.

Maybe she was leaving him, right?

Had the money all ready to go, cleaned him out,

and then you de-brained her.

Could be, but...

I think he's lying.

Oh, yeah? What, you think that masseuse is up to something?

- You think that's his bike? - We'll find out.

What's the code?

It's 67841. You wanna do it?

You can trust me.

No one ever comes out here either. It's gonna be safe.

We don't say anything to anyone.

We don't touch that money until this blows over

and then we split it.

Paige.

Hey. Oh, my...

Thank God you're finally home.

I saw the news. Are you okay?

What happened?

You smell like paint.

I didn't stand on the ladder.

I only painted the bottom half of the room.

You can do the rest. Come on.

I waited for you to eat dinner. I wanna hear everything.

Hey, hey, hey.

I gotta tell you something.

All right.

Something happened today, okay? Something big.

I need you to stay calm until I get to the end of what I-I need to say.

I...

Will, you can tell me anything.

Terry killed Virginia Chetlo.

- What? What... - Just, just listen. Just listen.

It was an accident.

Okay?

We responded to a call at the house,

and then Terry...

fired his weapon accidentally

and-and it got out of hand fast.

- Are you okay? Are you okay? - I'm fine. I'm fine.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah... it's complicated.

We, we found a lot of money at the scene,

and we were gonna come clean, but Terry...

Boys.

We got a little side bet going on.

- Oh? - Roger here,

he got 20 bucks on old Chetlo

but I think it was that masseuse guy

- everyone talking about. - Oh.

See, he got her all nice and relaxed

with a nice massage, and then...

bam!

Ha! Bashed her head in.

Come on. Hell, I know you know.

Who did it?

Can't say.

Can't or won't?

Both.

Maybe you boys should think about

spending your money on something

a little bit more tasteful.

What's up with your boy, Captain?

Now, which boy is that, Bobette?

Terry. Little shithead.

Wrote me up a ticket for going four over the limit.

Four! What, are you running low

on shitty powdered fucking creamer down at the police station?

Uh, that don't sound like Terry now.

Yeah, so what fucking gives?

Don't worry about it. I will take care of it for you.

Tell Terry I said...

"Fuck you!"

- Got that? - I will.

Yeah.

Will, I'm worried.

What about Terry? How many people do you think he's told by now?

No one. He promised.

Well, you told me.

- You're my wife. - So?

So it's different.

Are you gonna tell him you told me?

Of course not.

I wanna meet Terry.

- Why? - I wanna see for myself

if we can trust him.

I'm better at reading people than you.

Okay. Okay.

How much do you think it is?

I don't know, man.

Could be close to a million.

I got a shipping container I use for storage.

It's about five miles from here, Ferry Creek Road.

We can hide it all there if you want. Keep it safe.

Kept safe.

Fuck yeah. Burglary!

Man, no offense, but your eye looks like a cat's asshole.

All right, let's just...

You tell anybody?

No, of course not.

Why, did you?

No, man. This here's a vault,

but I'm not the one with a wife.

It occurred to me...

you might have told her something.

No, I don't want Paige to know,

so you don't have to worry.

The more she knows, the more she's at risk.

I'm not gonna do that to her until we get the money.

All right.

Try not to kill anybody today.

All right, how should we play this?

Watch him close, see if he seems to know anything about the money

or about what happened.

Shit.

What? Is that it?

- You ready now? - Yeah, sorry. I...

I just get thirsty.

- Uh, what's with your eye? - Hey.

We ask the questions.

Sorry.

Okay, what services did you provide for Mrs. Chetlo?

Uh, mostly massage therapy.

She got a massage every day?

Yeah, she was real tense all the time.

About what? She worried about something?

Uh, to be honest, I think she was mostly just lonely.

Yeah, you know, Mr. Wallace was working all the time and smells like fish,

and she didn't have many friends.

Mostly she just sat alone in that big old house all day.

And what other services did you provide?

What?

You said, "mostly massages."

Were there other things you did for her?

Nice.

Oh, oh, yeah.

Uh, yeah, you know, just like random odd jobs,

like hanging a picture now and then

or bringing in the groceries.

Tell them about the dancin'.

Dancin'?

Yeah, she would have me dance for her sometimes.

What kind of dancing?

Well, you know, just...

Can I stand up and show you?

Mm-hmm.

Kind of like this, like...

Or sometimes, you know...

And why the hell would she want you to do that?

She liked it, I guess.

And, uh...

What would she do while you...

While you were doing that?

Oh, just watch.

And, uh, sometimes...

- You know. - No, I don't know. What?

Pleasured herself.

You're telling me that Mrs. Chetlo,

Wallace Chetlo's wife,

would rub one out to you dancing?

Now tell them what kind of son did I raise.

Dancing for oversexed women.

Sorry, Jesus.

Shut up, Ma!

Yeah, she'd rub one out to me dancing.

Did you ever have intercourse with her?

No, no, no. It was nothing like that.

Nah-uh. Look, she was real strict

about not cheating on Mr. Chetlo.

Tell them about the oral sex.

Why won't you shut up, Ma!? Dang!

Yeah, we'd have oral sex sometimes, but never any real sex.

Seems like you have a really, uh,

close relationship with your mom.

Yeah. I tell her everything.

And she can hear everything.

Ingrate.

And at what time did you leave the house?

Shoot. I was gone by, like, 12:30.

- And that's earlier than usual? - Mm-hmm.

Yep, she said she had a headache and she wanted to be alone.

She definitely got a headache now.

- How'd you get home? - Huh?

How did you get home?

Bus? Car? Bike?

Oh, yeah. Mama picked me up.

I drove him there too.

- Mm-hmm. - Damn kid can't drive.

Well, that about wraps it up.

So, uh, how'd I do?

Oh, you did great.

As long as you told the truth.

Thank you, sirs.

I hope you catch the son of a bitch that did this.

And, and if you do, y'all each get one free one-hour massage.

No oral sex or nothing. All right.

Even if he did see something...

giving Mrs. Chetlo lady blow jobs

doesn't exactly make him a model witness.

True, we got him there.

Let's just keep an eye on him.

If he's smart, he'll stay away.

The guy's a lot of things. Smart ain't one of 'em.

Oh, hey, uh,

Paige wanted me to invite you over for dinner tomorrow night.

Get to know my new partner.

That's so nice.

I'm always up for a free dinner.

Tomorrow night when my medicine comes in,

we go get the money and take off.

Okay. Whatever you say, Mama.

I'll go pick up your meds for ya.

I gotta pick up some bolt cutters anyway.

There's nothing like the taste of fresh seafood, is there?

That's why I guarantee only the freshest-caught seafood.

Whether it's tuna, shrimp or oysters,

it's always the catch-of-the-day

down at Chetlo's Shrimp Supply.

Come on down to any of our four locations

and see for yourself.

I'm Wallace Chetlo,

and that is my Chetlo freshness guarantee!

Hello?

Ginia?

- Jacob. - Howdy.

- Oh... - Thank you.

Walter.

Oh, yeah. You're gonna like these.

Mr. Chetlo. Hi.

Oh, I didn't expect you in today.

It felt worse just sitting at home.

Oh, of course...

No, I'm so sorry for your loss.

You know, Jesus tells us, "Blessed are those who mourn,

for they will be comforted."

Well, that's just beautiful, Deborah. Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

I just had to see you.

It's so awful, the way they did it.

I know.

I didn't realize it'd be so gruesome.

When I saw her lying there in her own blood...

- Mmm. - But...

The Colombian's a professional.

She'll no longer be in our way.

I'll pay off my debts, and it'll just be me and you.

But don't you think we'll be punished for this?

I didn't sleep the entire night.

We kept our love a secret.

First from ourselves, and then from others.

Is it wrong to wanna be happy?

- No. - To live the life we want, guilt-free?

I do suppose now that she's dead, there'll be less guilt.

She'd have left me to drown in my debt if I tried to leave her.

I just wish she didn't have to die so brutally.

I can't help but feel it puts a sort of a...

- a pall over our new beginning. - A pall?

They said half her brain fell out!

Don't believe in the rumors.

There was no other way.

I'm not here.

Mr. Chetlo's office.

It's the Colombian!

You shouldn't be calling me here.

I need to see you.

That's a bad idea.

Tonight, Wallace.

Come alone.

But...

He wants to see me.

- Want me to go with you? - He said to come alone.

- You want my pistol? - Why?

- The job is done. - Well, then,

why does he wanna see you?

It's always good to have a little backup just in case.

- I'll be fine. - Well, of course you will,

my strong angel.

You know...

the most dangerous room in the house

is not the kitchen, surprisingly.

Is it the bathroom?

Yeah. Yes, that's correct.

That is correct.

What has transpired here, my dear?

Hm?

That's disappointing.

You had a lovely home.

Hello?

What is it? We shouldn't be communicating.

No, we should not.

- Where is the money, Wallace? - I don't have the money.

No, I don't have the money,

and I am supposed to have the money.

Are you trying to get more money out of me or something?

I only want what's due.

Now, I left the money where I said I'd leave the money.

You obviously did the deed and took the money.

That was the agreed-upon amount. I'm not giving you any more.

I did not do the deed.

Of course you did the deed. The funeral's Friday.

Do I look like I did the deed?

Huh? Do I... Do I look happy and content

with the money from the deed? No.

Because I got there, and the deed was done.

Get me a rag.

You're saying you didn't kill my wife?

That is exactly what I am saying.

I did not kill your wife, not even a little bit.

I don't... I don't understand.

You already said that.

Get me a 16-millimeter wrench.

I'm gonna make this real simple, Wallace.

I came to your house to kill your wife at agreed-upon time.

When I got there, your wife was already killed

and there was no money in the basket.

So who killed her?

Did you go to another, Wallace?

Because you know I will be very sad

if you went to The Irishman, okay?

This is my territory from here to the South Bay,

- not The Irishman. - No! Why would I do that?

He might be cheaper but he is sloppy.

So somebody else killed her?

Apparently.

Well, that's just awful.

What, now you feel bad?

It was one thing when I was the one responsible.

I need a pair of tiny hands. Come here.

Put your hand here. Right here.

And push. There you go.

I want my money, Wallace.

But you did nothing. This is ridiculous.

Hey, I already had the whole day blocked.

Uh, if you call your dentist office

and cancel one hour before your appointment

because your teeth magically got clean,

you still have to pay a fee, don't you?

But you're not a dentist. This is different.

Exactly. Your dentist cannot cause you the same harm.

I don't have the money.

Well, then you better get it.

You have two days.

Is that Wednesday or Thursday?

That's... It's Wednesday.

Today's Monday. Two days would be Thursday.

No. Tuesday, Wednesday. Two days.

Tuesday's day one, Wednesday's day two.

If I bring you the money on Thursday, that's two days.

No, that's... It's three days...

You have 48 hours. That's it.

Hey, uh...

try not to let on that you know anything.

Okay.

I just wanna see if we can trust him.

And don't get him too drunk, okay?

I gotta sit in the car with him all day tomorrow.

Why are you so worried about him?

I just...

Because...

- Mm-hmm. - For us to trust him,

he also has to trust me.

I know.

You got nothing to worry about.

I hope not.

- Hey, buddy. - Hey!

- Brought wine. - Oh, great.

This the abode?

- Yep. - What'd you pay for it?

Oh, you know.

- Like more than $250? - Uh, yeah.

Damn, you got ripped off. Ripped off!

You shoulda called me first.

And who is this?

- I didn't know you had a dog. - Uh, that's Bailey.

- Come here, sweetheart. Aw. - Will refers to him as my dog

'cause he's always chewing up Will's socks.

And this must be the missus.

- Hi. Hi, Terry. - Such a pleasure.

Yeah. I know it's only been a couple days, but...

I already feel like I've heard so much about you.

That's so funny, 'cause Will never mentioned you.

- Oh. - I'm kidding! I'm kidding.

He talks about you all the time.

Well, that's nice.

He loves you. Deep down. I mean,

I can tell 'cause I also have that kind of love for a woman.

Oh, that's so sweet. And you brought wine.

- Yes, I did, ma'am. It's right here. - Come on in.

It smells delicious.

Well, I hope you like spaghetti and meatballs.

Oh, very much so. Thanks for having me.

- Oh, you're welcome. - This paint job needs work.

Man, that's good.

That is really fuckin' good.

Oh, I'm so glad you liked it.

Um, it was really nothing special.

Easy, we do have to work tomorrow.

Okay, Dad.

So... Terry.

- Hmm? - Mm-hmm.

What made you wanna become a cop?

Oh.

Well, back when I was younger, like, a kid, teenager,

those years, you know, I wasn't always so popular with the other kids.

- Mmm. - They'd, like, make fun of me

and call me stupid. That kind of thing.

Plus, uh, I had this really bad acne for a while.

- That didn't help. - Oh, God.

I'm sorry. Kids can be so terrible.

Yeah. And there was this one kid,

Matt Reid,

especially a dick to me.

Like, really tried to make my life hell

on top of all the other things I was dealing with

when I was that age.

But I remember,

whenever I was in one of my, uh, low moments...

Hmm.

I promised myself

that I was gonna become powerful.

I was gonna make myself a different kind of person.

You know, a kind of person that wouldn't get picked on.

And it seemed like a police officer,

pretty good option.

Plus, they were hiring. Right?

Well, my grandfather's brother was a cop.

- Is that right? - Mm-hmm. Back in Chicago

in the '60s and '70s.

Yeah. I remember he used to tell me

these stories about...

pulling people over and taking bribes.

He said everyone used to do it back then.

He even used to carry change with him

in case people only had large bills.

- A different time. Yeah. - Mmm. Yeah.

I suppose it was a different time. Yeah, but you know what?

There must be certain perks to the job.

Things you get for free.

Take for yourself on the side.

I can think of one thing.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Mm?

About two years into the job,

I was getting coffee at Al's. You know Al.

And who should walk in but Matt-fuckin'-Reid!

Same guy was back on the island visiting his mom or something.

A horrible woman, by the way.

Now he didn't see me, or if he did,

he didn't recognize who I was.

But for me, man, all these feelings just came rushing back

like I'm 14 again, you know what I mean?

And I just, uh, I followed him out.

He got in his car and I got in my car,

and I just, uh, found myself sort of following him.

I mean, he was kind of the reason

why I became a cop in the first place, right?

So I just found myself, uh, pulling him over.

He didn't really do anything. I-I just... I just pulled him over,

and, um, I was walking up to his window,

and I remember as soon as I saw him,

I was like, "This guy has not changed a fuckin' bit.

He's still a dick,

he's always been a dick, he's always gonna be a dick.

It's just who the fuck this guy is." Right?

And so I found myself, uh, pulling him out of the car.

And started hitting him a little bit,

and, uh, and I start hitting him harder,

and I noticed there was some blood,

but I kind of just kept going.

And then, I pulled out my baton,

and by the time I was done,

he knew exactly who I was.

And now everybody knows

not to fuck with me.

May I please have some more wine?

Whoo!

All right.

- Okay. - Come here!

Don't give me that.

- Thank you for that spaghetti. - Bye, Terry. Oh.

- Oh! - Oh.

- You be good. - Good night. Mm-hmm.

And you too!

All right.

Hey, you gonna get home safe?

- I'm good! - Bye.

Bailey, dinner!

- What did you think? - I sh...

I think there's something off about him.

What do you mean?

I mean, he's really intense.

- Okay, that's just Terry. - Where's Bailey?

You guys, I... I'm so sorry!

I don't know what happened. I-I don't know how she got out.

I... I...

I want the combination.

- What? - For the lock.

Why?

In case something happens to you.

I want it for the baby's future.

All right.

It's 67841.

Okay?

Richard.

- Good mornin'. - Hey.

This is for you.

Listen, I feel so bad about that dog.

It just came out of nowhere.

Uh, it happens.

Well, I wanna pay for its last rites, okay?

Burial, cremation, stuffing, whatever you guys want.

Stuffing can be kind of expensive, but I'm... I'm ready for it.

I took care of it.

Is Paige pretty upset?

- Well, she liked that dog, so... - She is.

Dammit! See, I'm so sorry, man.

Yeah.

Baby's coming soon.

Listen, Will, uh...

I'm gonna be honest. I-I don't, um...

get invited to people's homes for dinner that often,

and, uh, I just feel so bad about what happened.

I hope it doesn't mean that I can't come again,

'cause...

I, uh, I really liked hanging out with you two like that.

Well... We were happy to have you,

and, uh, maybe when some time passes,

we can do it again.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

All right. Cool, then.

Look at us making friends and shit.

Terry, Will, my office.

Chetlo Shrimp Supply ain't doing all that well.

In fact, they're underwater in debt.

- Mmm. - But Virginia,

she got quite the life insurance policy.

And while she apparently wasn't so sharing in life,

Wallace stands to inherit quite a whole lot of money from her death.

Bingo! I told you it was him.

Now, of course, the secretary, who's clean as a whistle,

she swears he was in the office all day,

but when I was going through the crime photos...

- I found this. - Starfish.

Matches from The Oceanside Inn and Spa.

Now, Wallace booked a room at the hotel for a few nights.

Now, maybe he missed the ferry going back.

Maybe he was in the doghouse for the night.

Or it might could be something else entirely,

and so I want you two to go check it out.

Right on, Captain.

And, Terry...

Huh?

What was this?

- Four over. - Listen, Captain, Bobette was out of line.

All right? She was talking shit about my music.

She said I sounded like a Chihuahua

being mounted by a Saint Bernard.

I mean, those are dogs, Captain.

Sorry for the reminder, Will.

We don't take our personal grievances out on the community.

You're absolutely right, Captain, and I am sorry.

Now get.

Do you want it open or closed?

Sugar, was it open when you came in?

It was.

Mr. Chetlo would typically book a room with us twice a month or so.

- He'd always pay in cash. - For himself?

He'd come and leave alone, yeah.

But there was a young woman who would come and leave alone too.

And this young woman, I don't suppose that was Mrs. Chetlo?

No, sir.

I believe she was his secretary.

Oh!

I often get customers meeting here

in such clandestine circumstances

because they know that I operate under the philosophy

of the strictest discretion.

- Anything else you wanna know? - No. Thank you.

You know where to find me.

That was fuckin' gold!

We're celebrating this shit with coffee.

Love you. Talk to you tomorrow.

This is Murphy.

Hey, Captain. This is Rodney down at the lab.

We haven't been able to identify

any individuals from the Chetlo house,

but I gotta say, your two officers, Brogen and Shelly,

DNA's all over the place.

Well, yes. They responded to a call earlier that day.

Well, Captain, it sure looks like they spent a lot of time down there.

- Hmm. - Just wanted to give you a heads up.

I appreciate it.

This fucking guy.

Man, it's not right.

Tilly says she's gonna start charging me for coffee

'cause I was a dick for giving Bobette that ticket.

Now I gotta drive all the way across town

to drink this hardware store shit

- unless I wanna pay for coffee. - Man.

The point is don't ever say I didn't do you any favors, okay?

'Cause this whole cover-up job of your mess is costing me.

- It was your idea. - Well...

And we're splitting the money.

That is true.

Well, fuck it. Let's go. We gotta pin this murder on a philandering shrimp man.

Well, uh, the manager, uh, said that Wallace and Deborah

have been coming together to the motel for three months.

It's everything we need, Captain.

Wallace was banging his secretary.

His wife got mad, shit went down.

- Let's go put him in cuffs. - Yeah, uh, it is salacious,

but adultery does not a murderer make.

Uh-uh, I mean, it seems like we got enough here for a warrant, you know?

I mean, he... he wasn't forthcoming about the information.

It involves his alibi witness.

It's a textbook crime of passion.

Now, you boys, you did good work, but he ain't do it.

What do you mean?

Security footage from the Shrimp Supply.

Picked him up throughout the day.

That window wasn't big enough for him to drive home,

kill her and drive back.

Wallace Chetlo isn't our killer.

Now, how long you say again you was at the Chetlo house

when you responded to that initial call?

Uh... about... about 40, 45 minutes.

Y-yeah, because when Mrs. Chetlo

found out Paige was expecting,

she wouldn't stop talking about babies. We couldn't get away.

Well, all right, boys.

That's all. And, Will...

About time we see that doctor there.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

- Uh, I'll get that scheduled. - I mean now.

Your eye's looking like a cat's butthole.

You go on. I got some stuff to follow up on without you.

Sugar...

Oh.

I'm sorry. Oh, shoot.

It's me. Your face!

Look at your...

I'm just playing. I am so sorry.

Listen, I'm glad I ran into you, though.

I wanted to tell you, and I hope Will did tell you earlier,

I am so sorry about your dog.

I don't know how he got out.

I have an idea.

Yeah.

Maybe you-you forgot to lock the gate or...

I've heard pregnancy can mess with your mind.

The gate was still locked.

Weird.

Well, listen. I better get you moving, huh?

Before I have to arrest you for blocking up this intersection, right?

Okay, you be safe.

Listen, Paige,

I did wanna tell you,

just be careful around here.

It's not just about you anymore, right?

It's a miracle.

Hey, welcome back.

Paint turn out all right?

Hm? Oh, yeah. Thank you.

You looking for anything in particular?

I'm just browsing.

Hi.

Well...

I hope you're finding Providence agreeable so far.

It's far from everything.

Yeah, we are isolated.

- But, uh, we're managing. - Mm.

What about you? Are you from here?

- Lived here my whole life. - Ah.

Wow.

Will says you're expecting a baby boy.

Oh...

Sure I am.

That's beautiful.

Yeah, uh...

Tell you the truth, I don't know how

I'm gonna wait another four weeks.

Mmm.

I'm as big as a whale.

If you're a whale, I'm a planet.

No.

Do you have any children?

Uh, I-I did have a son, but I'm afraid he passed away.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, it's a while now.

I can't imagine. I...

No one can not imagine.

I'd do absolutely anything to get one of those days back.

I'd kill for mine.

For one?

No, I'm supposed to meet someone here.

No, it's okay. That's him.

Okay.

Excuse me.

Are you...?

I'm The Irishman. Please sit.

Mmm.

I was just reading the news.

How we treat people in this world is truly despicable.

Aren't you...

a killer?

Well, even the most unpleasant job can be done ethically.

How does nobody know about it?

You look so...

normal. No offense.

Well, a man lives a so-called "normal life"

or a so-called "good life"

can be just as destructive

as a man who lives a so-called "bad life."

- How so? - You know,

perhaps a man works a job at a company.

Perhaps the man has a wife and children.

We'd say this is a good man, yes?

But this man never sees the destruction his life causes.

He consumes heavily 'cause this is a so-called good life.

Food and products he doesn't need,

which requires the subjugation of people he doesn't know.

It requires the poisoning of the earth.

He pays taxes from his good job to the government.

Many of those taxes go to the military

to buy weapons and bombs

that fall throughout the world constantly.

I mean, you can see here,

often the man never sees

the destruction his actions cause.

By your reasoning,

it's not possible to live a good life.

Yeah, but you can know that you're not good,

which is better than believing you are.

- Here you go. - Ah.

- Thank you. - You're very welcome.

And can I get you anything?

- I just... - She's not staying.

So tell me, why have you come to see me?

He's a threat to my family.

This will cost you.

How much can you pay?

Fifty thousand.

That's low, given he's a cop,

but since The Colombian

doesn't respect agreed-to boundaries...

I'll do it tonight.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my...!

Shit!

Holy, shit!

Shit.

Shit, sorry.

- Mmm. - You get it?

What's wrong, babe?

A woman's dead, and I had a hand in it.

Hey. Hey, listen to me.

You did nothing wrong.

Terry did, all right?

No, listen.

You've got this.

I have a feeling things are gonna work out.

Okay? We're good people,

and good things happen to good people.

Okay.

Hey, how was your day?

You didn't do any more painting, did ya?

No, I promise.

Good, 'cause you do have a husband.

I know. I know.

Come on, let's get some rest.

Well, maybe you shoulda gone with The Irishman? What are you gonna do?

There's no way I can get that kind of money.

I only got 24 hours left.

- I'm screwed! - Are you sure

you didn't accidentally double-book the murder?

Shush! I think I'd remember hiring two killers

to kill my wife on the same day.

You are not good with that kind of stuff.

You should've come to me for scheduling.

I didn't hire another person!

If I don't pay,

he'll kill me, Deborah.

I'll never be found.

This guy, he's crazy!

Then all this will have been for nothing!

Oh, my poor Wally. It's gonna be okay.

Uh, we could leave town.

We can go tonight.

If I run, I look guilty.

Then I'll have the FBI and The Colombian after me.

It's too much. I'll never make it.

My only option is to find the money.

I'm gonna have to sell everything.

Oh, okay.

So you just... you sell everything?

The jewelry, the cars, the house?

Those are our things, Wally!

Then we get the original million back somehow!

Well, who could've taken it?

Think, Wally, there must be someone.

A maid, a homeless, a friend.

Keith.

Who?

The masseur. Of course! He was there.

He found the money

and killed my poor Virginia for it.

Then let's go give this masseur a good Christian scare

and get our money back.

Can I stand up and show you?

This fuckin' guy.

How did you get home?

Oh, yeah. Mama picked me up.

I drove him there too.

Damn kid can't drive.

Shit.

Keith.

Who?

I'll be right back.

Fuck, man!

Fuck!

Okey dokey, okey dokey.

Oh, baby.

This fuckin' guy.

Mama, we gon' be rich!

All right. All right. Careful with my meds.

You're driving, right, because I can't.

Hey, it's Terry. Leave a message.

Also, for business inquiries about Man Riot,

uh, leave a message.

Shit.

What the...

Where are you going, Todd?

- Uh, it's Keith. - Shut up!

Uh, look. I... I'm real sorry for your loss, Mr. Chetlo.

Virginia was a wonderful woman.

Cut the bullshit. I know you two were fuckin'.

No, no, I swear we wasn't.

Don't you lie to me!

Where is the money, Keith?

- What money? - You know what I'm talkin' about!

- Jeez, no! Please, sir. Don't shoot, sir! - Sh...

- You tell me where the money is! - No, the cops got it!

I swear, the cop's the one who took it, all of it!

You tell me right now or I...

- No! - Shit.

Mama!

Holy sh...

Wally!

My poor Wally!

- Oh, shit. - No!

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Wally!

Terry?

Whoa, what's going on? Are you all right?

- I just came from the... - Get the fuck back.

Okay, what the fuck, Terry?

Someone just came onto my boat, Will,

and almost killed me,

and I have a very bad feeling

- that you had something to do with it. - Whoa.

What... No, Terry. Why...

Listen, I just came from the masseuse's place, okay?

I had a feeling something was going on. Guess who showed up.

Wallace Chetlo.

But then Keith and his mom come out.

She shoots Chetlo.

And then the secretary came out and shot them!

They're all fuckin' dead! It was a massacre!

Okay?

I can't...

Get in the car.

- What? - Get in the car.

- We're going for a ride. - No. Listen to me.

Everyone's gonna think it was a love triangle.

It's done. We're in the clear.

Get in the fucking car right now!

Okay.

Okay.

This is a big fuckin' mistake, Terry, okay?

I didn't take the money. You'll see.

I hope so.

Hey, Cap.

Terry's got his patrol car out again after hours

and out of jurisdiction.

You told me to tell you when it's happening again.

It's again.

What are you doing, Terry?

Oh, no.

Now get out, open it up.

It's not there.

Where is it, Will?

You gotta believe me, okay?

I don't know what happened to it.

I haven't been back here since the night we came together.

I swear to you on the life of my child.

Does your wife know about the money?

We promised we wouldn't tell anyone.

- Come on, I know she knows, Will! - Okay...

I know she had that dinner just to test me.

- I'm not an idiot! - No, she doesn't know anything.

I knew she was gonna be a problem from the second I saw her.

Now I can only hope for your sake

that she knows how to take a warning from her dead dog.

What? What?

- Call her. - Terry...

- this is getting insane, man. - Call her on speaker!

- She's got no part in it. - Will, call her right now

or I will kill you!

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Okay, I told her about the money, okay? But she didn't take it.

I'd know!

Yeah, so this is gonna go fine.

You call her. You say, "Hey, babe.

I came to get the money, but it's gone."

- Okay. - That's all you say.

- Okay. - You understand?

- I'm doing it. Okay. - Right now!

On speaker.

She won't pick up, okay? She's asleep.

Hello, Will?

Hey, honey.

Where are you?

Where are you? Are you okay?

Will, what's... what's happening, Will?

I came to get the money...

but it's gone.

Someone took it.

The money...

is okay, sweetie.

Okay, I did something good.

Paige, what, what, what...

What did you do?

I have the money here.

No.

I wasn't gonna let Terry destroy our lives.

I'm always right about these things.

It was him that killed Virginia after all,

so I met this man...

You told her that I killed Virginia?!

- No. - What?

- I thought we were friends, Will! - Paige! Paige, run!

Will!

Will! Answer me!

Just...

This is all your fault.

Oh, God. No, no, no, no, no.

Will!

Will!

Help!

Somebody help me!

Will!

Paige? It's Captain Murphy. Um...

Will's been shot.

And I'm sorry.

He's dead.

I'm sorry, Paige, but you... you need to tell me what's happening.

It's Terry.

What a... What about him?

He killed the Chetlo lady,

and Will found out.

And...

And he's after us.

W-where are you now?

I'm sorry.

Paige, I can help you.

Just tell me where you are.

But you know I have to do whatever I can to protect my son.

Attention all units, this is Captain Murphy.

Officer down. Need immediate medical assistance

at the Southwest Storage Docks.

Be on the lookout for Officer Brogen.

Approach with caution. Consider him armed and dangerous.

Don't come now.

Attention, ferry passengers.

Unfortunately, the ferry to the mainland

has been delayed due to the weather.

Baby, I'm gonna give you a good life.

I promise.

Stop!

You...!

Fuck!

Ah!

Ah!

Fuck!

Did you hear that?

What's going on?

Paige!

Bring me back the fuckin' money, Paige!

- It don't belong to you! - What's happening?

Somebody's shooting.

Stay in the car!

This is what happens

- when you're selfish... - Go, go, go!

When you lie...

bad things come to you.

He's got a gun!

This is your fault!

No...

You need to know that I did not kill that woman.

What? Terry, what?

- That was Will. - Terry!

- You're a liar! - I'm not lying!

- He was lying! - Drop it or I'll shoot!

- And you're lying! - Terry!

- All I was trying to do is help! - Drop your weapon!

You've been lying this whole fucking time!

None of this was my fault!

Dr. Marrow to radiology.

Dr. Marrow, please report to radiology.

Dr. Carter, Dr. Carter,

you have a consult request in the cardiology department.

Where is he?

Where is my baby?

He's healthy and fine.

He's in the nursery sleeping.

I want him here.

Yeah, we'll get him for you. I promise.

But, Paige, we gotta talk first.

People are dead.

Terry, two civilians, the Chetlos...

Will.

That's too much loss for it to just be a coincidence.

So...

Why was Terry after you?

I don't know.

He went crazy.

He killed Will,

and he came after me.

Will told me to run.

And you don't know why?

No. But I always thought

there was something off about Terry.

But I never thought

something like this would happen.

Oh. I'm sorry. Um...

I come back.

Whatever happened,

whatever part you played in all this,

you don't want it following you and your child around, okay?

I'm offering you a lifeline.

I'm trying to help you.

Help me?

By accusing me?

See, I'm gonna get to the bottom of this

and when I do, there are gonna be consequences.

Don't you wanna see your boy graduate?

Huh?

You wanna see him get married?

Paige, tell me something.

I lost my husband.

The father of my son.

If I could help you, I would.

I would like to see my child now.

Don't go too far now.

I'm sure I'll have a few more questions.

Primary care, report to recovery station.

Primary care unit, report to the recovery station.

What, what do you want?

You have something that belongs to me.

I, uh... Who are you?

Oh, who I am is not important.

Do you know in Iran,

they call their pistachios "the smiley nut."

- What? - Do you know why?

No.

Because it always looks like they're smiling.

No...

Hold up, now.

Dr. Winkler, please dial 216.

Dr. Winkler, 216.

I don't think I'll ever really understand what happened.

So much cruelty and greed in people these days.

I feel like my dream was a warning.

Something was coming.

Something dark.

I've been trying to make sense of it,

all of the power greed has over people

to do such terrible things,

but no matter why the things happened the way they did,

it's all within God's providence.

I believe that.

I have to.

Even in all the darkness,

a new hope is continually being brought into this world.

And that is something to hold on to.

You know what?

That's what brought you to me.

Brought you to me.

Yeah.