05x05 - The Iliad(1)

[bunniefuu]

VERONIQUE: If we get
two copies, is that enough?

- Because we can also get SE on page .
- (DOOR CLOSES)

- Hey.
- Mm-hmm. Sure...

- Hope you're feeling better.
- If so...

Tried to get you that
fancy sh*t you like.

It's the downtown property,

- okay?
- Oh, sh*t.

Have a courier send the paperwork over.

We'll take a look,
get right back to you.

Of course. Talk soon.

(EXHALES)

- We got it?
- We got it.

(LAUGHTER)

Yeah.

Mmm. Mmm.

Let's not get too ahead
of ourselves, though, huh?

We still got a marathon to run.

First thing we need to do is

get the earnest money in place.

- They want it in escrow by next week.
- All right.

I'll start the process of
transferring the Panama funds.

Thank you.

It's not just our money needs moving.

(SIGHS)

(SCOFFS)

Uh, this all come with a translator?

(LAUGHTER)

I know it seems like a lot,

but it's the same
deal Franklin and I get,

just a different ownership stake.

I gave the folks at Banco De Panamá

the heads-up you'll be contacting them.

All you got to do is
ask for Rogelio Perez.

He'll transfer the money
to the Cayman account.

Other than that, all you got to do,

sign where it's marked.

Franklin.

We never said we would invest.

We said we'd think about it.

Well, yeah. I gave you all
a chance to think about it.

Now it's time to pull the trigger.

Ten million going through the door

ain't like no trigger I ever pulled.

Yeah, you know, I get it.

It's a lot of money.

If it'll make y'all comfortable,

I'll lower the investment
to five million. How's that?

VERONIQUE: And we wouldn't even

need the full amount today.

We're still in for an arduous
due diligence process.

Inspections. Appraisals.

These things take time.

Right now, all we need is ten
percent of the final amount.

Ten percent. Come on, you got that.

- I see them earrings.
- (LAUGHTER)

Look, I know there's been
some static between us lately.

I know.

There's no reason to
let it affect business.

- You know that.
- This is not about you and me.

Then what's it about?

We got our own plans, nephew.

(CHUCKLES): Oh, yeah, of course.

Yeah. I mean, I respect that.

I respect that. I'm just...

You know, I want
you to be a part of this.

You can still be a part of this.

I'm just trying to look out, as always.

Well...

we're glad you got your own dreams.

We are.

But they're not ours.

FRANKLIN: All right.

All right.

♪ ♪

- Franklin.
- Stubborn m*therf*ckers.

Letting ego get in the
way of good sense.

So they don't want to
be a part of it, that's okay.

And they wait till now to tell me?

Without that money,
we're pushing all our chips

into the middle on this one, V.

f*ck.

Mm-hmm.

Come on, it's time.

- Breathe in with me.
- (TAKES DEEP BREATH)

This building is gonna work.

And I've built in contingencies
for squeaky wheels,

and palms, and anything
else that needs greasing.

I don't think you should give
up on your family just yet.

Even if I go back in there,
she ain't gonna listen to me.

No, but Louie may just need to
hear things from someone else.

Hmm?

♪ ♪

(QUIET CHATTER)

Oh.

(GRUNTS SOFTLY) Put this...

Thank you so much,
Mama. I appreciate that.

Thank you.

The one with the braids remembered me.

She wanted to know if I was here

to see "the handsome man" again.

(CHUCKLES) Handsome?

There's nothing to worry about, Cissy.

We're just two friends having coffee.

Okay. (CLEARS THROAT)

So what's the first step?

Place this in Franklin's office,

and we can take it from there.

(SCOFFS)

I agreed to do this
because of Teddy McDonald.

Yes, and this is how we get him.

By bugging my son?

Teddy McDonald is just one man.

The CIA has ten more lined
up waiting to take his place.

Our goal... my goal...

Is not only to get rid of Teddy

but to make sure no one
can come after your family

when he's gone.

That starts with knowing
everything we can

about their business.

Hmm? g*n runners. Drug dealers.

Offshore accounts.

Cissy, I want you to feel
that you can speak your mind.

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

Capturing and k*lling
Teddy is one thing.

Recording my son talking
about illegal activity

is a m*therf*cking other.

I may not be an
intelligence officer, Ruben,

but I've been around long enough to know

that whatever agency you
work for is not in it

just to get me help to
find answers and revenge.

You're right.

You're right. I mean,
I totally understand.

Ana said you wanted
to move things quickly,

but the truth is you don't even know me,

and it is not a small
thing I'm asking for.

- (SIGHS)
- I am happy to slow things down

if that will make you
feel more comfortable.

Alton went about this the wrong way,

and it nearly destroyed our family.

I will not make the same mistake.

I want Teddy,

but not at the risk of betraying my son.

I understand. Truly, I do.

Cissy, I have no intention or interest

in hurting your son. Hmm?

But without knowing everything
I can about his business,

I can't get you what you want.

I'll tell you what.

You don't have to put it in the office,

but take the pen.

And whatever you
do with it is up to you.

♪ ♪

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Fetu.

- Peaches called in sick.
- TEDDY: Hello.

You offer sick days now?

Got to look after your people, man.

Otherwise, they'll
sneak behind your back.

And Louie and Jerome?
What's that situation?

It's a situation.

- (TIRES SCREECH)
- f*ck!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(g*nf*re CONTINUES)

(GRUNTING)

(ENGINE STARTS)

Oso! Get over here, man.

- (g*nshots CONTINUE)
- Come on.

f*ck!

Aw, sh*t.

(GRUNTS AND PANTS)

- (ENGINE STARTS)
- f*ck.

(ENGINE REVS)

- (TIRES SCREECHING)
- (b*ll*ts RICOCHET)

Stay down!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(ENGINE RATTLING)

(GRUNTING)

Car's dying.

We need to get off the road.

(ENGINE SPUTTERING)

sh*t.

FRANKLIN: f*ck.

All right.

Oso, you good?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.

(GROANS)

I'm good.

Looks worse than it is.

Fantastic. Let's get
the f*ck out of here.

Wait, wait, wait. Help me.

(GROANS)

Tear it.

Here. Yeah.

Yeah, that's okay.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

- Sorry, man.
- Oh, it's okay.

How much can you carry?

Pos a ver.

Ah, f*ck.

Can't walk around too long.

Three million in cash.

Let's stay off the main streets.

- Find a pay phone. All right?
- (LOOSE CHANGE RATTLES)

See this?

g*ng marks.

Take it they're not friends of yours?

No, and I lost my g*n.

Hold on. f*ck.

No b*ll*ts.

Let's roll.

♪ ♪

(GASPING)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Ooh.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(DISTANT SIREN WAILING)

(GROANS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GROANS)

(SNIFFS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(ENGINE REVS)

Who were they?

I don't know.

Recognize the car?

People that do drive-bys

don't pull up in they own rides, Oso.

You got to know your enemies, mijo.

Yeah, well...

People in my way these
days wear Armani suits.

¿Cómo sabían Que we'd be here?

They followed you.

Maybe they followed you.

Me? (SUCKS TEETH)

How you know that?

Because I have the f*cking
CIA in my car, pendejo.

Well, the f*cking CIA just
pulled off in your car, too.

Any idea why he'd ditch us like that?

Got sh*t. Yo lo vi.

I saw it.

How bad?

Sepa.

Didn't look good.

What about Durazno?

El Peaches. He wasn't here today.

Like I told Teddy, he's sick.

Sick? Ah.

Qué cagado.

You sure?

Look, man, let's just find this phone.

All right?

CISSY: I appreciate y'all
taking the time to talk with us.

VERONIQUE: Franklin, he felt
badly about how things went.

He had to meet with Teddy,

otherwise he would've been here.

I don't need you to apologize for him.

And I also don't need to be out here,

having the same
conversation twice,

sweating my edges out.

It's not the same conversation, Louie.

And I'm not trying to convince
you to work with Franklin.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(RANCHERA MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)

(MUSIC CONTINUES OVER RADIO)

(QUIET CHATTER)

(SONG CONTINUES IN SPANISH)

There'll never be
any future for any of us

as long as we're in this drug game.

Y'all know that.

Real estate isn't just
a path to legitimacy.

It's a path to a life
where you don't have to...

- (PAGER BEEPING)
- ...live in fear,

wondering when the ground is gonna drop

from beneath your feet.

I don't need you to
invest with Franklin.

I'm just asking you to think of an end.

Make some plans.

(PAGER BEEPING)

'Cause this...

This empire you all are building...

...it's gonna crumble.

Hey. I'll be right back.

(LAUGHS) The casting
director was totally into it.

Yeah, she had her tits
hyped up and everything.

How much longer are you gonna need?

Oh, it's a guaranteed blockbuster.

n*gga, that old piece of
paper ain't got sh*t to do

with the projects.

LEON: Malcom X said Article II

of the Constitutional
Amendments provides you and me

- the right to own a g*n.
- n*gga, try to talk that sh*t

to the cops next time they roll through.

Black man with a g*n is
a dead man with a g*n.

Y'all n*gg*s need to
put your minds right.

Find ways to use white
laws against white people

whenever it's
strategically advantageous.

- Strategically advantageous, n*gga?
- Yeah.

- Placed in a position to be most useful.
- I know what it means,

Poindexter m*therf*cker. I'm
saying this n*gga don't know

what the f*ck he's talking about.

You don't know what
the f*ck that sh*t, man.

n*gga, I know what the f*ck it meant.

- n*gga, spell that sh*t.
- n*gga, we in class?

- (PAGER VIBRATING) -Shut the f*ck up.
- Roll this sh*t up, n*gga.

Y'all n*gg*s trippin'.

We shouldn't wait too long here.

We ain't got no choice.

(MAN WHISTLES)

(MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY)

- They're talking about...
- Hey, wrap it up, man.

- Wrap it up.
- I got this. (STAMMERS)

Hey! What the f*ck, man?

(MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE)

(PHONE RINGS)

- JEROME: Franklin.
- We got hit at the drop.

What? What happened? You a'ight?

- FRANKLIN: Yeah, we are.
- (TIRES SCREECHING)

Stranded, though.
Need you to come pick us up.

We at Bell Gardens.

- Louie!
- (TIRES SCREECH) - Corner of...

- Get down!
- (ENGINE REVVING)

(SCREAMING)

Jerome?

(MAN SCREAMING)

- (g*nf*re CONTINUES)
- Jerome?

What's in the bag?

(CLEARS THROAT)

I said, what's in the f*cking bag?

Come on.

Hey, come on, then. Give us a peek, huh?

HUERO: And why your
homeboy all bloody and sh*t?

He fell over.

Think we're playing?

I said open that sh*t.

It's f*cking money. Look.

Everybody get the f*ck out of here.

Want to follow your friends?

I ain't no ranker.

Oh, yeah?

Shh...

Puta madre.

Run.

- Move.
- (SPEAKS SPANISH)

- (WHISTLES)
- ¿A dónde vas, eh?

Let's go!

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

WOMAN: Oh, my God!

MAN: Hey, hurry up!

WOMAN: Somebody help him!

WOMAN : Morris? Morris? You all right?

Oh, my God. Baby, no!

(CRYING): Please. Oh, my God, please.

Somebody call an ambulance!

(WOMAN CRYING)

Okay.

VERONIQUE: Are you... are you hit?

- Are you okay?
- You all right?

I'm okay. Are you... are you okay?

He's okay. I'm okay.

- Baby?
- Okay? You okay?

Good. We're fine.

- LOUIE: We got to go.
- Okay.

- We got to go. We got to go.
- Somebody call an ambulance.

- (SIREN WAILING)
- Oh, my God. Please help.

We got to go. We got to f*cking go.

We got to go right now.

Jerome, what's going on?
Who's sh**ting at you?

I don't know, but they
came at Franklin, too.

What?
- He a'ight, though.

- Give me your g*ns.
- What you gonna do with them?

Don't worry about
it. Give me the g*ns.

- (INDISTINCT RADIO TRANSMISSION)
- (SIREN WHOOPS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

- JEROME: Hey!
- Get those hands up where I can see 'em!

- Get 'em up. Get 'em up.
- Right there. You, off the curb.

- Down here.
- Hands on top of your head.

- Do it.
- Okay, calm down the f*ck down.

- Get off the curb, let's go.
- I said turn around.

- Okay, already.
- Get over here. Turn.

- You step down.
- Turn around.

You shouldn't f*cking grab me.

Put your hands on your head!

Eyes straight ahead!

Nobody moves.

(PANTING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(DOGS BARKING)

(GRUNTS)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

f*ck. Go.

- (SPEAKS SPANISH)
- Hurry up.

(DOGS BARKING)

Oso, hurry your ass up.

f*ck.

All right. Come on, come on.

f*ck. Give me the bags.

(MEN SPEAKING SPANISH)

The f*ck they go?

All you f*ckers are slow-ass fools.

Split the f*ck up.

This way. Come.

(WHISPERS): m*therf*ckers.

Your pinche people coming, or what?

No. They got hit, too.

Puta madre.

Yeah, I heard g*nshots
on their side of the call.

Somebody's coming after
my whole f*cking family.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(MEN SPEAKING SPANISH)

(VEHICLE DRIVES OFF)

(DOGS BARKING)

(FOOTSTEPS RUNNING BY)

(FRANKLIN SHUSHES)

(PANTING)

We need to get the f*ck out of here.

You go out, Moreno, and you're dead.

So what happened, huh?

- You mess up with another dealer?
- (SIRENS WAILING)

- This retaliation?
- I don't know sh*t, man.

I'm having lunch with my family.

Check the ladies.

Ma'am, I need you to stand.

I'm not asking again, ma'am.

(CRYING): I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

That man...

That man, he's dead.
He was right next to me.

- Calm down...
- Stop it! She's pregnant!

Officer, can I talk to you for a second?

I'll tell you everything
you need to know.

So, I work as a CI for
Detective Beau Buckley

with the southwest CRASH unit,
and he be telling me

that if I ever needed
anything, to give him a call.

If you're lying, we're
gonna have a problem.

I ain't lying. Y-You want to call him?

You need his pager number?

(WOMAN SINGING IN FARSI)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON HEADPHONES)

(PANTING)

(DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(SIGHS)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Who's bleeding in my house?

(MAN PANTING)

Thomas.

What a surprise.

Hey, Parissa.

How you been?

Better than you, apparently.

Wait, no, no.

No ambulances. No-no cops. Please.

Sure. You want to be buried

at Forest Lawn or Hollywood Forever?

You can do this.

Even if I could, I'm expensive.

That's not really a problem for me.

A quarter million.

(CHUCKLES)

(GROANS)

(SIGHS) Can't be too
careful around blood lately.

A nurse at the hospital,
she caught HIV from a patient.

Can you imagine getting
HIV without the fun?

Come, I need to examine you.

(SCREAMS)

- Up, up, up.
- (GROANING)

Oh... Did that hurt?

- Come.
- (INHALES SHARPLY)

- (GROANS)
- Oh...

Don't. (TAKES DEEP BREATH)

Where the f*ck have you been?

You stop sending my
money, then you vanish?

Things got a little hot.

You sound like a criminal.

(GROANS)

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

You look like a
criminal with all this red.

- I was running an op.
- (CHUCKLES)

Such a meaningful difference.

Come. Your pupils are dilated.

You know, the sh-shock, right?

What's this operation?

Parissa...

Fine. Clean exit.

Missed your axillary artery.

You won't die unless I want you to.

Where are you going?

I'm off to the hospital to
steal surgical supplies.

(SCREAMS) - Nothing keeps you
awake more than pain, Thomas.

(TEDDY WHEEZING)

Keep pressure on it.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(EINSTEIN LAUGHS)

(LINE RINGING)

Hey.

Still nothing?

sh*t just ringing.

He ever hit you with a like that?

Can't remember the last time he did.

Hey, it's time for Chinatown.

Come on.

(DOOR OPENS)

Deal with this crazy m*therf*cker.

Who the f*ck this n*gga talking to?

He forget he work for me?

He ain't talking to my ass, I know that.

Tried to get some M FLASH

multi-sh*t incendiary launchers,

but, ever since Commando came out,

they're really hard to get.

(TAKES DEEP BREATH)

Change of plans, Avi.

Don't need the heavy sh*t anymore.

Looking for handguns
and shotguns, lots of them.

Clean and registered.

I'm not Macy's, Simmons.

These don't come with receipts.

- (VEHICLE APPROACHING)
- I get that.

- (SPEAKING HEBREW)
- (g*nshots)

(DISTORTED, INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(YELLS)

This morning I got a
phone call I thought

was gonna set my
whole family up for life.

Now my whole family might be gone.

This morning I was making pancakes.

- In dinosaur shapes.
- (CHUCKLES)

Pero they never look like dinosaurs.

(LAUGHING)

Ah...

(CLICKS TONGUE)

(SIGHS)

Veronique's pregnant.

No mames.

(CHUCKLES) Congratulations.

(CHUCKLES)

- It's been quiet for a while.
- Yeah.

Think we can make a move?

Let's find an empty house.

Break in and use su pinche phone.

No, no, no. Leave the money here.

All right?

Come back, get it later.

(DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(MUTTERS)

OFFICER: I want to take a
statement from them next.

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

(PAGER BEEPS)

Franklin?

Leon again.

Getting tired of looking
at this chump face.

You know anybody else that
can get us out of here?

Whose Cheerios did y'all sh*t in

got them taking sh*ts at you
in the middle of the day?

- We about to go find out. We good?
- Yeah. Sure.

Just, uh, give me a proper thank you,

and you can go.

Or would you rather go to jail?

Nah, you right.

What'd you like to be thanked for?

Our hospitality at the club?

That sh*t you pulled at the projects,

and you disrespecting my
wife every chance you get?

Hmm? Or maybe I could thank you

by splitting your head
to the white meat,

cr*ck your m*therf*cking skull open.

- How about that?
- Jerome. Damn.

Nah, nah, nah, it's all right.

You know, if I had people
sh**ting at me, I'd probably be

- a little upset, too.
- Hmm.

But I don't, and you know why?

No, why?

'Cause I'm the f*cking police.

And we appreciate you looking out.

You see? Ain't nothing to it.

Why don't you come see
me after you stop peeking

behind that g*dd*mn badge of yours?

(CAR DOORS OPENING)

Huh?

Bitch n*gga.

Boy sniffs so much g*dd*mn coke,

he's like a g*dd*mn vacuum cleaner.

(TEDDY GROANS)

(PARISSA GASPS)

(ECHOING): I miss the
high you get from surgery.

Seeing someone so raw...

so exposed.

Helpless.

Here in America,

I'm only allowed to change bedpans.

I used to have this fantasy as a girl.

A guy goes down on me,

after I've just knocked his teeth out.

I always thought it was
a bit weird, so I hid it.

I never told anyone.

But I don't hide anymore.

(SIGHS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(PARISSA MOANING)

(GUSTAVO EXHALES SHARPLY)

That one?

Yeah. No window bars.

No car in the driveway. De aquí somos.

What the f*ck is "De aquí somos"?

Let's find a window.

There.

(DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE)

sh*t.

(CLATTERS LOUDLY)

- (SHUSHES)
- Really, n*gga?

(GASPS) Oh, f*ck. sh*t.

(CHUCKLES) What the f*ck?

Puto oso De mierda.

Yo, this sh*t real? What the f*ck?

Phone.

Okay.

f*ck, it's dead.

What the f*ck?

(GROANING) Oh, f*ck, f*ck.

(GROANS) F... Oso.

Oso?

(PANTING)

What the f*ck did you do, man?

Told you, muchachos.

Keep bothering me, I'd get new security.

(GROANS)

You gonna stuff us?

You're too skinny.

This other one, though...

(GROANS) Oso?

Oso, man. He gon... he gon' stuff you.

Run.

The CIA is aging you.

- Okay.
- (GIGGLING)

What are you doing?

I need to move your car.

Oh, don't move it.

This neighborhood isn't the kind

where a b*llet-ridden
vehicle will go unnoticed.

(GIGGLING)

(WEAKLY): You're funny.

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING IN DISTANCE)

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

(SIGHS)

♪ ♪

(INDISTINCT CHATTER IN DISTANCE)

- Hey.
- (SNAPS FINGERS)

Deon and Renny keeping watch.

- Einstein?
- Holding down the projects.

n*gg*s back there ready
to f*cking go to w*r.

- Where the f*ck is Franklin?
- Said he's in Bell Gardens.

That was hours ago.
He could be anywhere by now.

Who would do something like this?

This Teddy guy, is this him?

Teddy wouldn't hire no gangbangers

to take sh*ts at us.

They left one of their
dead behind. No ID.

- Don't know the m*therf*cker.
- Whoever did this was close.

Knew everywhere we was at.

- Peaches with Franklin?
- He called in sick.

Anybody heard from him?

sh*t ain't got nothing
to do with no Peaches.

What about Black
Diamond and Dallas' asses?

It's their day off.

Oh, I'll find 'em.

Haul these stripper b*tches in myself.

Baby, you knew Peaches
better than all of us.

Take Renny, go check on him.

Let Leon and Big D handle
Black Diamond and Dallas.

VERONIQUE: I'm sorry, I can't do this.

I can't sit here and do nothing.

Yeah, me neither.

Oh, no, no, no. Y'all
gonna do exactly that.

Franklin will lose
his sh*t if he find out

that y'all out in the street
with all this going on.

We gonna find him, all right?

Franklin is a survivor.

He probably on his way back already.

(GROANS SOFTLY)

Grew up with you. I loved you.

I loved...

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GROWLING NEARBY)

(GASPS)

(GROANS)

Oso. Oso, wake up.

Oso. Oso, wake the f*ck up!

- There's a tiger in here, man!
- What?

- What?
- There's a f*cking tiger.

A tiger?

(TIGER GROWLS)

Why is it moving?

(GROWLING)

We need to get the f*ck out of here.

(TIGER GROWLS)

Ear to the ground. It was a

big hit, lot of people involved.

On the ground.

Heather abused the gangsters

and the government took blame.

It might happen again.

Gotta couple of treats for you tonight.