01x06 - Blink Twice

[bunniefuu]

So good to meet you, Mrs. Morris.

I used to live with your dead

friend's grandson, Dominic,

and I'm hoping you can help me find him

so I can strangle his ass

with my bare hands

for cheating on me and setting me up

to take the fall for him for 16 years.

I told you, kid,

I'm not interested in

being on the radio.

Oh, no, I'm not

I-I brought you some empanadas.

You better not be a Jehovah's Witness.

I left you people in '72.

It turns out, I like Christmas.

No, I'm not

I'm not a Jehovah's Witness.

I'm, like, uh

Hi. Hi, Mrs. Morris,

I'm Dolores Roach

Are you even serious?

- I'm a friend of your

- Oh, I know exactly

- who you are.

- Oh, you do?

- And you got some nerve showing up here.

- I do?

- After what you did to Dominic?

- What I did to Dom

No, I don't think you

I don't think you know the whole story.

- With all due respect

- Mm.

You did or did not serve time

at New York State Correctional Facility

for possession with intent

and assaulting a cop?

- Yeah, I did. I did do that.

- Mm-hmm.

- You embarrassed your man.

- Wait, what?

And his abuela. The entire neighborhood

was talking about you for months.

Please, can I just

Can I Can I explain to you?

Uh, look, I brought snacks.

My friend d*ed in shame.

Vete pa' el carajo, puta sucia.

What? What?

If I could just explain

Jesus, I am recording in here.

Do you not understand Oh, sorry.

Oh, do you have

a, uh, like, 3:00 p.m. available?

Okay, great.

Just keep it down. For me.

You know, I'm just at my work. Okay, bye.

If I can't k*ll Dominic, g*dd*mn,

I'd love to scratch that

itch with podcast boy.

I'm a puta sucia?

Only for f*cking her friend's

grandson's double-dipping d*ck.

f*cking smart-ass Luis.

Nellie will help me.

I don't need Sophia to like me,

I just need her to tell me

what she knows about Dominic.

I didn't, like, go to Wharton,

but I-I didn't not go to Wharton,

you know what I mean?

Okay, I-I took a ton

of business classes there

while I was at Penn,

and I've got a real head for it,

like my dad,

so-so just know that I

know what I'm talking about

- when I say this, okay?

- Sure.

Franchising.

I I know what you're thinking.

Uh, I don't think you do, man.

I see so much potential in this place.

Luis, imagine Muy Loco

and Muy Loca empanadas

in every neighborhood.

Okay, I-I took a leap

and I had these made,

all right?

Welcome to Empanada Loca,

may I take your order?

Wow, y'all rehearse that?

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey, thanks.

So, uh, where you think

you're gonna put a

drive-through in Manhattan?

Well you're already in Manhattan, right?

Next is Jersey, the

whole tristate area

across the world, even.

You're thinking too small.

And you, my friend,

are not thinking at all.

Well, I didn't mean

I am an artiste, okay?

My work is bespoke.

You think they would

franchise Wolfgang Puck?

- Well, actually

- Yeah, but I get it, though, bro.

I get it, man.

You think because you are who you are

and I am who I am, that I can be bought.

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

- Well, you know what, you don't realize

that is some real privileged,

colonialist thinking.

I am not for sale. I cannot be bought.

I am not catering to the masses,

which would be a decline in my quality,

just for you to go ahead

and culturally appropriate

my work and make money off of my legacy.

You got that?

Luis, you'd make money, too.

- Tell him, Dolores, it's a good idea.

- Nah, girl.

I don't want to get in

the middle of this one.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, I'm-I'm sorry.

I-I was just, um, inspired

by-by the way you care about this place.

Yeah? Well, go inspire yourself

out the damn door, then, okay?

Okay, I'll get out of your hair.

I'll get out of your hair.

Jonah, it was such a good idea.

You were Jonah, you were

doing such a good job.

Luis, he was just trying to help.

- For who? Himself?

- No, both of you.

He doesn't want to work

for his father anymore,

and he just wants to do

- his own thing.

- Oh, yeah?

Oh, his own thing?

How would you know that, huh?

What the hell's going

on between you two?

Well, we're just vibin' or whatever.

Oh. They just vibin' or whatever.

Oh, f*ck, now he'll never leave.

You should think about it.

Yeah. Enjoy your fifth lunch break.

Banana.

Oh, yeah, um, somebody from

Hudson University called this morning,

and they were asking about,

uh, your application.

Oh, yeah. All right, yeah, that's, um

I'm gonna get to that.

Thank you, thank you.

sh*t, man.

So busy today, right?

I know, right?

Who knew that Caleb Sweetzer dude

had, like, a actual following?

- By the way

- Mm-hmm?

where'd you go this morning?

I just went upstairs to,

uh, talk to Sophia.

Why?

'Cause I wanted to see if

she knew where Dominic is.

Thought you were off that sh*t.

I'm not "on" that sh*t.

Like, I don't satisfy you?

Not if all you do is bite my thighs

and lick up your own come.

Come on, man, it doesn't have

anything to do with you.

Well, if we keep doing what we're doing,

- yeah, it is.

- No.

Well, you said you didn't want

to see me hurt anymore, right?

- So I got to go and find out

- Well, what about my feelings?

Why the f*ck is this

about your feelings?

Oh, I'm not allowed to feel feelings?

Of course you're allowed

to feel feelings.

I feel things. I feel things, mami.

I feel things for you.

Like I want to be with you.

But if you want to go ahead

and be with somebody else

I don't. I don't, though.

- I don't.

- Yo!

- You ready for me, mami?

- Sorry?

I got an appointment in a few minutes.

Yeah, for Hector. That's me.

What, you thought my

mama named me Fatfuck?

Nah, mami, that was

my first grade teacher.

Well, can you come back, please?

'Cause we're kind of

- in the middle of something

- Nah, we good.

We good. She free.

- Do what you got to do.

- Oh, I'm free? Oh, thank you.

Thank you so much,

I'm so glad I got your permission.

Zángano.

You know, I don't usually get

time in the middle of the day

for a massage, but

my boss is, like, MIA.

Go ahead, Hector. Ladies first.

Oh, I'm not taking my eyes off

of you for one second, shithead.

Damn.

So down here's where

the magic happens, huh?

If you think you're getting a hand job,

you can turn right back the f*ck around.

I didn't mean it like that.

These magic hands might have

to squeeze that neck so hard,

a dove pops out his ass.

The table or the bed?

Are you f*cking kidding me?

Nah, nah, I didn't mean it like that.

You really are a hard-ass bitch,

and I don't mean that in

a bad way neither, mami.

Marcie a hard-ass bitch, too.

Or she was.

Yeah?

So where's she at?

No f*cking clue.

She been riding me

for three years straight, so

figured I could use a break.

This baby can hold me, right?

Oh, it's held at least as much.

I'm gonna get ready.

You undress to the

level of your comfort.

You seen this Ruthie bitch

that's been poking around?

Yeah.

What about her?

'Cause, yo,

she said there's actually

two people missing,

Marcie and some dude, Pearl-something.

Oh, yeah?

Uh, you think, uh, they're connected?

I don't know.

That's why I came down here to see you.

Say it, m*therf*cker, I dare you.

Say this was the last

place your boss was seen.

You got any allergies

I should know about?

Just nuts.

That's how you know I ain't gay.

All right,

I'm gonna have to go under your shirt.

Cool.

Oh, damn, shorty.

sh*t.

Mmm.

You know, I didn't know what to expect,

'cause Marcie really thought

this whole sh*t was a front,

you know, 'cause you worked for

that bitch Dominic or whatever.

Oh, it's like he wants me to do it.

f*ck, I'm, like,

getting a little dizzy, though.

It's just the blood circulating.

Take a deep breath.

Nah, for real.

I'm, like

What's-what's in that oil?

It's coconut.

I told you I'm a allergic.

It's To-to nuts!

It's Coconut is a fruit!

It's not a nut!

- No! No, no

- Oh, Jesus f*ck,

I didn't mean it.

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

- Hector! What?

- Epi!

- Epi! Epi, epi!

- What are you f*cking saying?

- What, is it What?

- Epi!

Okay, what, what? sh*t,

you got a lot of sh*t! What the f*ck!

I wasn't really gonna k*ll him,

I just meant, like, if I had to.

Huh? What the hell? Okay.

Where? You got a lot of pockets, bro.

Oh, how do I use this thing?

How do I f*cking use it?

Okay, I'm trying! Okay!

What What, do I

I just probably put it

in your heart like

like Pulp Fiction? Right?

Hector? Come

No, no, no, no! Hector!

Hector!

What the f*ck? No.

Another one's dead. g*dd*mn it.

If somebody had to die on my table,

I wanted to use my own

This candle smells so nice.

Like cinnamon.

Oh

I mean, up until recently,

I didn't even know the word "empanada."

Is this your first time having one?

Mr. Pearlman had, uh, asked us

about some concerns and

asked us to stop by.

Oh. Well, the more

unexpected, the better.

That way you get to see how

immaculate I keep this place

on a daily basis, even

when it gets busy.

You do seem very popular.

Well, that's 'cause, and I mean this,

we serve the community.

Just like the sign says.

That's my secret.

Oh, Dolores, come here. Come here.

Wha What's going on?

Uh, Shayna, meet Dolores Roach,

Magic Hands herself.

Dolores, Shayna Goldwin,

health inspector

keeping New York safe and clean.

- It's good to meet you, Shayna.

- How'd it go with Hector?

- He's gone now.

- That was quick.

Oh.

That is interesting.

Very interesting.

Let me finish here with Ms. Goldwin,

then I want to hear all about that.

Sure thing. Sure thing.

It's a pleasure to meet you,

Health Inspector.

Shayna, welcome to my kitchen.

f*cking health inspector?

How am I gonna get him off the table

alone with her upstairs?

What the f*ck?

- I never don't find them.

- Oh, G

Ruthie, what are you I mean

You scared the sh*t out of me.

I got something I got

to talk to you about.

I know, Dominic's still alive,

but I don't really have time right now.

- I'm sorry, it's a bad time.

- Dominic's alive?

That'd be a twist.

That's not why you're here?

No.

I'm here for this.

Those texts from father to son,

the spelling, the cadence,

it was all off.

So I get my hands on the phone records,

and it says that those texts came from

a cell tower in Gowanus, Brooklyn.

Now, that's odd.

Awfully far from any of his properties.

So I schlep out there,

and what do you know?

The phone is just sitting on a bench

by the LIRR that goes to Ronkonkoma,

like it was waiting there for me.

So I unlock it on the third try

Last four digits of his Social

And there's an app on there

that's connected to

his pacemaker.

Isn't technology wonderful?

I-If you're looking for Jonah,

he's not here,

but you could probably

ask Nellie upstairs

See, the app tracks the

location of the pacemaker,

and it tells me that

said pacemaker is here.

So I says to myself, I says,

"Ruthie, that doesn't add up."

The man's got gambling

debts in Atlantic City,

a phone in Gowanus,

and his heart in Washington Heights?

No.

That's why I don't trust those things,

the phone, because they're

"Last little mouse in the trap."

Dame Agatha Christie's

longest-running play in the world.

You got anything you want to

get off your chest, Dolores?

It would be in your best interest

to walk away now.

Really?

Where are you going? No.

Dolores,

what has thou done?

Get off!

Come on!

What's going on down there?

Ah, it's just Dolores down there,

you know, doing aerobics.

She's got to stay in shape

to give massages all day long, right?

And she's your business

partner only, or ?

Come on, go work.

Go to work, come on. Dale.

Come on. We got global cuisine to sell.

All right, I want to show

you something real quick.

I don't like to brag, but nobody

organizes their meat like I do.

This right here is, uh,

Dominican steak

Low-rent bitch.

I don't want to be a serial k*ller!

Well, Mr. Batista

Luis, please. Mr. Batista

was my old man.

That basement is strictly residential,

- correct?

- That is correct.

You do have some dry goods

down there, though, don't you?

If there is any food

storage at all down there,

I'm duty-bound to get my

eyes on it before I go.

Looks like you're just trying

to get into my apartment now, right?

Never mind, I'm sorry.

Uh, we will go down to

the basement soon, Shayna!

We will go down to the

basement soon, real soon,

but before we do that, uh,

I cannot let you leave my kitchen

without showing you my babies.

Check this out. Everybody

thinks that Japanese knives

are the way to go, but,

nah, what you really want

are German blades.

Why won't this lady f*cking die?

Okay. Okay, Roach,

I got to level with you.

You put up a good fight,

but you don't get to be as old as I am

in the business that I'm in

if you're not prepared to gut someone

like a pig, and I am,

and I have, and I will again,

so you're gonna let me

walk right out of here,

and we're both gonna

pretend that none of this

- ever happened.

- You think I'm stupid?

I let you walk out of here,

you go straight to the cops.

You think I'm stupid?

You think I want

the cops in my business?

Look, I don't want to k*ll you.

And you don't want to k*ll me,

'cause I haven't missed

a matinee in 18 years,

five months and three days.

People will notice,

people who don't just carry stun g*ns.

I got a following.

So are we okay here?

Pulp Fiction, bitch? Really?

f*ckin' die.

"Out, out, brief candle."

Act five,

scene five.

Watch your step

Oh, my. Okay.

Oh, and, uh, all dry storage

is over here in my private pantry,

cleanest place in the building.

Oh, and that right there is a, uh,

a busted smoke alarm.

Yeah, started going off last night,

but I picked up batteries this morning.

- That's a safety violation, right?

- Yeah.

But I, uh, I'll let it pass,

as long as you get

that broken step fixed.

- Consider it done.

- Good.

Wait, what about that room?

Oh, uh, that's nothing.

Dolores's bedroom. Her little spa.

There's no food storage in there.

Maybe I'll have to come

back sometime for a massage.

Yes, yes, you will. Another day.

Yes, you will. Absolutely, you will.

Okay.

Oh, f*ck. Not again. f*ck.

Dolores? It's just me.

We got an A-minus, yo.

Oh

Mami's been busy.

These are gonna make so

many f*cking empanadas.

But I got to butcher

them both in a few hours,

or else we can't use them.

'Cause, like, ideally, mami,

you could have spread these two out,

'cause this is gonna be, like,

a challenge, even for me.

I didn't bring her here.

She found me, okay?

Look, Dolores, that's her job.

Yo, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

- What are you doing? Yo.

- I'm doing what you

should have done in the first place

when you took it out

of his f*cking chest,

you fuckface!

Okay, whoa. Oh, oh, oh.

Okay, which one of us

- Which one of us hired her

- The only reason this is happening is because

- to find the shitbag criminal

- you left the f*cking phone

ex-boyfriend, okay, huh?

- What the f*ck did you think would happen

- And that idea was brilliant

- when you brought a finder into our lives?

- In comparison to you keeping the f*cking

pacemaker as a trophy,

- which led that bitch right here.

- Okay, okay.

Mira, mira.

You can either antagonize

or you can collaborize.

- Oh, Jesus f*cking Christ.

- Okay?

Whew!

I once used a prison toilet

during a salmonella outbreak,

but this is the most revolting

thing I've ever seen.

This is gonna be a minute.

Body this size

Got, like, eight quarts of blood in it.

Yo, yo, if you're gonna puke,

you got to get out of here.

This is a food prep space, okay?

Do not contaminate my meat.

- All right?

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Oh, hey, girl.

There was a lot of noises

coming from down there.

Are you okay?

I need air.

I need a baptism in the filthy river.

I need a lobotomy.

Jesus Christ, and now there

are two more dead people

who will have even more live

people looking for them.

Dolores! Dolores, you okay?

You okay?

I didn't see you.

I promise I didn't see you.

Can you walk? Are you sure?

Lean on me.

If you're following me,

you're not being

particularly chill about it.

I was,

but I lost you at a light.

- Seriously?

- Shh-shh-shh.

Anybody can triangulate

you through radio waves:

the Pentagon,

anybody.

What? Are you high, man?

No, I'm not Luis.

I like being able to think.

Talia says that you need a clear head

in order to tap into

the universal fabric.

- Who's Talia?

- My wife.

I didn't know you were married.

Yeah, she d*ed.

Oh, Jeremiah

No, well, it was just her body.

I know you know what I mean.

Just a body.

Look, the body's just a container.

Right?

I know you see these

these things the way I do.

I know you do.

'Cause

I know what you're doing, Dolores.

I know what you're doing.

What are you talking about?

So, you just got out of

prison for a violent offense,

and you're not back here a week

before the landlord goes missing,

and then, all of a sudden,

Luis is making some new kind of empanada

that neither his dad nor he

made a day before in their life,

with meat that they didn't get from me

or anybody else that I know.

Then the local dealer

who hasn't stepped off

that block in the last 15 years

so much as to take a piss, is gone.

Then you take your little trip

up to New York State Correctional.

I followed you.

I was visiting a friend.

Then Ruthie shows up, and there's no way

you can tell me that that

girl ain't connected.

Okay, you got to stop with

this conspiracy theory sh*t.

What are you saying?

What am I saying? What am I saying?

I'm saying that food services like mine

are getting squeezed out.

I'm saying

that I'm drowning in IOUs.

I am saying

that I got people

that I want disappeared, too.

I'm saying I saw that musical

with that lady from m*rder, She Wrote.

I'm saying I want in.

Oh, my God.

I broke Jeremiah.

Jeremiah

you got it so wrong.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

He's making you do

this against your will,

isn't he?

Blink twice.

Blink twice,

and I will smuggle you into

the back of that truck,

take you over the bridge,

and you can run away to anywhere

you want to run away to.

Thank you for the steak.

I got to go.

Like k*lling people's not bad enough,

now I made that sweet

man think it's okay?

It's got to end.

Hey. Hey,

I thought something happened to you.

I was worried.

Listen, man,

I just doubled the body count.

And there's no way that, any minute,

there won't be three more Jonahs

walking in that door, looking for family

and friends and drug dealers.

But we could build a whole

new life together, Luis,

you and me.

How are we gonna do that?

You're gonna accept Jonah's offer.

Not to franchise,

but you're gonna let him buy you out

and then we're gonna take that money,

and then we're gonna run.