01x06 - Sunday Girl

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "American Gigolo." Aired: September 9, 2022 - current.*
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Exonerated after 15 years in prison for a m*rder he didn't commit, former gigolo Julian Kaye faces the challenge of picking up the pieces as the detective who put him behind bars tries to unravel the mystery that led to his incarceration.
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01x06 - Sunday Girl

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Dramatic music

Colin ran away with a woman.

Can you tell me which room

Elizabeth Shannon house
is in, please?

Colin?

She was m*rder*d
in a motel room.

And now he's missing.

Why are you telling me this?

He's your son, John.

You're not sending
that man after him.

Mr. McGregor is very discreet.

I know what he does.

No, you don't.
You don't know what...

- I know what he f*cking does!
- No.

Woodman Motel. Room 109.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

Colin! Colin!

Oh, you m*therf*cker!

Mrs. Stratton,
it's Detective Sunday. Hi.

Did you know your boyfriend's
former pimp

had her head blown off?

Olga Desnain, 64.

I'd like to say
I'm sorry about Olga.

She was an interesting
character, your aunt.

I run a completely
legitimate business.

Olga did not.

Hey, Isabelle,

do you remember Lisa Beck?

That thing happened to her, you
know, in the bathroom upstairs?

I hadn't thought about that
for a long time.

Maybe your husband set him up.

Dead. Dead.

Why am I here?

Why are you talking to my wife?

Julian Kaye was a prost*tute.

He and your wife
had a relationship

some 15 years ago.

I'm the cop who put him away.

- Who is Julian Kaye?
- I-I don't...

And where's my son?
What am I paying you for?!

Colin is no longer a suspect
in this investigation.

Turn around.

Hands on your head.

Don't move.

Did you do this?

No.

The motel manager saw you there

at the motel.

There's a photo of you
and Michelle at the crime scene.

I don't know what
you want me to say.

- I just want the truth, Julian.
- The truth.

Yeah.

Truth is,
I don't know that woman.

Detective, I never met her.

I have no reason to hurt her.

- You do have a reason.
- Yeah?

Your son.

Tense music

You were groomed by an
older woman at 15 years old.

I talked to your mom.
You were exploited.

And now here's your son

with an older teacher,

and maybe it triggers you,
and you lash out.

You believe that?

I don't believe it,
but a D.A. might.

And a jury might, too.

f*ck's sake.

I'm just trying to help you.

- You're trying to help me?
- I am.

You know, the last time
I sat across from you,

I got 15 years, Detective.

What'd you get?

Did you get a new office?

What'd you get?

What the f*ck?

Start the fire...

Andy?

Oh, no. Andy, buddy.

Andy, come on, it's Joanie.
Wake up, man.

Wake up, Andy.

Wake up.

There is still a heart...

sh*t, he stopped breathing.

I got to get...

But you unlocked the path...

What do I do?

Roll him over!

Come on, Andy.

Andy.

Come on, man, breathe.
Come on, Andy, breathe.

Come on, breathe, buddy.
It's me.

It's Joanie. Wake up, Andy.

Andy. Okay.

Okay, he's breathing.

Is he okay?

Yeah, he's sleeping.

Joanie.

I know that you are tired...

and that you want to save him.

I do.

But I just...

I think it's time.

For what?

Really?

For what?

You had to sh**t him up
with Narcan tonight.

Yeah, I know.

And if the neighbors
didn't call and complain,

he would probably be dead.

Please don't say it, Rachel.

Don't say it, okay?

I just...

I just, I think,
I-I think it's...

I-I think we need to...

to move him to a rehab. I...

Well, he won't go.

We can't keep going like this.

Yeah. What is that
supposed to mean?

It means I...

I feel like you're...

...that you're
choosing him over me.

I don't have a choice.

Okay?

He's my brother.

I'm all he's got.

And if you can't take it,
you can just leave.

Okay?

sh*t.

Sunday.

Isn't Clyborne there?
Can't he do it?

Well, sh*t. Give me ten minutes.

Somber music

- Hey, Mike.
- Hey, Detective.

Hey, man, do me a favor.

- You take this for me?
- It's your case.

Come on. It's open and closed.

Tell that to Goldberger.

He can't even get
this assh*le to talk.

Really?

Fucker just keeps saying
he can't remember anything.

- The whole time?
- Such bullshit.

f*ck me.

Tense music

You have a wonderful night here.

"Call Me" by Blondie

Color me your color, baby

Color me your car

Color me your color, darling

I know who you are

Come up off your color chart

I know where you're coming from

- Call me
- Call me

On the line, call me

Call me any, anytime

- Call me
- Call me

I'll arrive, you can call me any

Day or night, call me

Cover me with kisses, baby

Cover me with love

Roll me in designer sheets

I'll never get enough

Emotions come

I don't know why

Cover up love's alibi

- Call me
- Call me

My love, call me

Call me any, anytime

- Call me
- Call me

I'll arrive, call me

Call me for some overtime

- Call me
- Call me

My love, call me

Call me in a sweet design

- Call me
- Call me

Call me

For your lover's lover's alibi

Call me

Tense, dramatic music

Better get comfy.

'Cause it looks like
you're gonna be here a while.

Listen to what I'm saying.

You play this
"I don't remember" sh*t,

you're going down 35 to life.

You've got to tell the truth.

You remember the drive there.

You remember going up
into the bedroom.

You remember all that,

but slashing her throat
and letting her bleed out,

I mean, that part
escapes you, right?

I... I can't remember.

You know, this
"I don't remember" sh*t,

it's not gonna work for you,
Julian, it really isn't.

I don't want you to spend
the rest of your life

in a f*cking hole.

You hurt someone,
and you don't remember?

I don't remember.

Well, you should remember!

Yelling at me...
You want me to say?

- So what do you want?!
- I want you to...

- Stop yelling at me!
- ...tell the f*cking truth!

Stop yelling at me!

I will yell if I have to yell!

I'm sick of your sh*t!

Julian Kaye.

You think it's gonna
work for you?

Saying "I don't remember"?

What are you, a kid?

Huh?

Hey.

I know you have a test today.
Can I help?

Mom, really, I'm fine.

f*ck.

Bye, Johnny.

I'll see you later.

Ghost Rider, motorcycle hero

Hey, baby, baby, baby,
he's a-lookin' so cute

Sneak around-round-round
in a blue jumpsuit...

Oh. Uh-uh.

Five bucks to ride
the bus today.

Dude, I don't have any money.

Well, then you don't ride.

Hey, baby, baby, baby,
he's a-blazin' away

Okay. Here.

Look. It's all I have.

Like the stars, stars, stars
in the universe

Ghost Rider, motorcycle hero

Bitch-ass m*therf*cker,
what's up?

- Keep moving.
- Huh? What? Let's go.

Shut the hell up!

Come on, man.

f*ck!

f*cking sit down, shut up.

Shut the hell up!

Good morning, Johnny.

You know anything about cars?

Huh?

You want to learn?

Well, you got to speak up.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Is that a yes or a no?

It's a yes.

Yeah.

Well, this is an MG.

It's a '71.

Wait, are you asking me
to help you?

Yeah.

That-That's the thought, son.

Y-Yeah.

Okay.

Um...

I have, I have to get to school.

I'll learn everything
after school. Is that okay?

- I can come back?
- Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, go ahead.
That's all right.

Yeah.

Julian Kaye.

Time for your phone call.

Hello?

Mama. It's Johnny.

- Johnny?
- Hey, Mom.

Did a detective come out,

talk to you?

Yes.

Mom, what did you say to her?

There's nothing
to worry about, Johnny.

Hey. Hey, Mama, listen to me.

Mom, you can't talk to the cops.

Cannot... Mom? Mom?

Let's go.

And at T-minus
15 seconds, we are a go

for auto sequence start.

Ten seconds,

nine, eight...

No!

- Ignore them.
- ...two, one.

- We're watching.
- Hey!

You gonna go f*ck that old lady,
Nancy boy?

That's right!

Whoa! Look at that!

Are you gonna work
the highway next?

Go suck some trucker d*ck, huh?

Pick your moment, Johnny.

What do you mean?

Most of the time in life,
we're rabbits.

Scared.

We have to run from trouble.

Run from the things
that can hurt us.

But there are times in life

when we have to be the snakes.

We have to get close enough to
the people who want to hurt us

to put our venom into them.

We'll get it all fixed up,

and then you can drive
the f*ck out of here.

Remove the coolant lines.

Okay.

Slide the starter under them.

You got it?

Uh...

Yeah, I got it. Now what?

U-Use that-that-that
flexi wrench

to attach the bolts.

Y-You won't be able
to see the bolt

in the back, so you,

y-you got to do it by feel.

Yeah. I feel it.

And?

Now cover the starter,
so we don't short it.

- Okay.
- Start it.

Oh, when I hear the sounds
of the wild guitars

I start jivin' around
like a man from Mars

I get a feeling deep inside,
it makes me shake my feet

Them rock 'n' roll guitars
are really movin' me

When I hear the twang
ringin' in my ear...

- Should I go back under?
- No, no, no, no.

L-Let's push it up on the jacks.

I'll-I'll get under.

Okay.

Let's try again.

Hold on.

There are a few bolts

that connect the transmission.

There we are.

Hey!

Hey, Nancy boy!

Whoa, what's going on out there?

You'll confess
if you know what's good for you.

Are you gonna work
the highway next?

Get up!

I don't remember!

I know you did it,

and you know you did it.

You confess,
you get 25 years max.

I've seen guys like you
my whole career.

You're a violent m*therf*cker.

We're gonna keep going until you
f*cking own up to what you did.

I don't know
what you want me to say.

Johnny! Johnny! Johnny!

Stop! Stop!

You got to just admit it.

Stop, please stop!

Did you k*ll Janet Holmes
or not?

Yes! Yes, you...

- Yeah! Yeah!
- Yes! Okay, okay.

All right, now we're somewhere.

Now we're somewhere.

It's okay, okay.

You're gonna feel better.

I'm gonna get someone
to take your confession.

I saw what happened.

You nearly k*lled that kid.

Don't think I didn't see.

I need you in an hour, Johnny.

Some work around my place.

Since you've become so handy.

And since your rent is due.

It's me. Where are you?

You got the money?

Why are you doing this? Why now?

The kid's my out.

You told Stratton yet?

We need more time.

No one has three million
in cash just lying around.

But Stratton's gonna pay, right?

You got 24 hours.

- Hello.
- It's Stratton. Where are you?

I'm here with my wife.
She said Colin was seen getting

into a red vintage BMW.

H-How does she know that?

Is Colin with McGregor?

Does McGregor have him?

Yes.

He does.

But I'm afraid
we have a situation.

He's not gonna give him back.

He wants $3 million dollars.

Okay.

Do we have a time frame?

24 hours.

Stay by your phone.

We're going to get him back.

Colin is safe.

Okay, no, I want to talk to him.

Uh, no, not now.

Uh, h-he'll be home in 24 hours.

Ev-Everything's good. Trust me.

Okay.

Okay, um...

What about John?

- What about him?
- Panish had him set up.

He set him up to f*cking
protect you, Michelle.

I don't need protecting.

Not if it sends
an innocent man to prison.

Your boyfriend is
the last f*cking thing

on my mind right now.

Detective Joan Sunday, please.

This is Michelle Stratton.

- Sunday.
- Detective Sunday?

I have proof
that Julian is innocent.

Oh, yeah?
What's going on, Michelle?

My husband's lawyer

bribed the motel manager
to ID Julian.

Uh...

why don't you come in
and we can maybe discuss that?

All right.

I'm on my way.

Okay. Thank you.

Tonight, no photos,
no cell phones.

Some of them
specifically requested

that you all sign your NDAs
and use protection.

So let's do that.

If something doesn't feel right,
you come to me.

If a client safe-words,
you come to me.

If a client wants
to see you again,

you send him to me.

- You get that?
- Yeah.

Yeah?

"Yes, Isabelle."

Yes, Isabelle.

Great.

I want you all to decide

right now who gets
which of the back rooms.

I don't want to hear
any fighting about it later.

And other than that, enjoy.

Let's leave them begging
for more.

Does your husband know
you're here?

- No.
- Okay.

You realize with everything
you've just admitted to me,

you know what's
gonna happen, right?

You have to let him go.

Michelle, you've confessed

to tampering with a crime scene,

lying to a detective,

and failure
to report a m*rder to police.

I don't care what happens to me.

I couldn't live with myself

if I let him sit in prison
for something he didn't do.

You know, the last time
I sat across from you,

I got 15 years, Detective.

What'd you get?

Did you get a new office?

Listen, your concern
for Julian aside...

John.

His real name is John.

John.

Right.

Did the motel manager
see you there?

Yes, he did.

Why didn't you tell me
this before?

Have you spoken to your son
since the motel?

No.

You realize,
when the police get him,

he's gonna be a person
of interest, if not a suspect.

Colin didn't do anything
to hurt Elizabeth Shannon house.

He loved her.

He has nothing to hide.

Hey.

Playing Wordle?

It's a tough one today.
I got it in two.

"Swill." It's got two Ls.

You want a room?

No, I don't want a f*cking room.

I want to know
about the m*rder in room 206.

I already talked to you guys.

- I was there yesterday.
- I know.

The guys all loved you.
They really did.

Didn't have the heart
to tell 'em.

Tell 'em what?

That your eyewitness testimony
is bullshit.

You said you saw a guy
coming out of that room?

Someone paid you to say that.

- No.
- No?

Would it help
if I told you his name?

Eduard Panish?

Maybe we can get a subpoena,
get your bank records,

see if you've had any unusual
deposits in the last little bit.

You don't want to do this,
and neither do I.

Why don't you just come clean?

Then you can go back
to managing this sh*thole,

and I can go home
and watch American Idol

live, like you're supposed
to see it.

But if you f*ck
with my prime time...

I'll ruin you.

Understood?

Hey, Julian, wake up, man.

Got some good news.

Oh, f*ck.

You okay?

- Yes, ma'am.
- You want some water?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

So...

that assh*le guy from the motel
who said he saw you there?

He recanted.

Took it all back.

Okay. So what does that mean?

That means that you get
to go home.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Thank you.

You're welcome,
but it wasn't all me.

- No?
- Michelle Stratton played

a big part in it.
She called me and tipped me off.

- Michelle.
- Mm-hmm.

So, so what,
you're talking to her?

I'm talking to everyone, Julian.

Trying to help you,
don't you get it?

They're all talking to me.
You're the only one who isn't.

You got to give me
something, man, come on.

Detective, can you give me,

give me your word

you'll stay away from my mother

if I give you something
like you say?

Can you do that?

I can do that.

Okay.

The day Olga was k*lled,

she left me a school file
on this girl I used to know.

Lisa Beck.

Olga wanted me to see it.

Now, why would that be?

I don't know.

You have no idea?

No, ma'am.

Well, what's the connection

between Lisa Beck and Olga?

How'd they know each other?

You know anything about it?

- Oh, for f*ck's sake.
- What?

Look, I introduced them.

- You did?
- That's right.

And then did Lisa end up
working for Olga?

- No, ma'am.
- No?

Lisa Beck k*lled herself.

And you were there?

Who were you with, Julian?

Isabelle Desnain.

Thank you.

For telling me that.

You know, these people
who are after you,

they're not gonna stop.

Only way we get through this
is if we trust each other.

Look at me, Julian.

You think you can trust me?

- He confessed.
- Yeah?

I'm going home.

Detective Sunday, m*therf*ckers!

Yeah!

Tense music

Rachel?

You know,
I f*cked up 15 years ago.

You confessed to a crime
you didn't commit.

Now, I had a lot of sh*t
going on in my life

at that time,
but it's no excuse.

It seemed
like an open-and-shut case.

But the bottom line is,
I should have looked harder.

Can I ask you a question?

sh**t.

Why did you confess?

I mean, I'm good in a room,
but I'm not that good.

There's no way
I could've gotten a confession

out of you
without you meeting me halfway.

It was too easy.

Okay, what do you want me
to say, Detective?

You asked me for the truth,
I gave it to you.

I didn't remember.
I told you I didn't remember.

That was it.

The truth is,
I woke up next to that woman,

and I saw her...

I saw her hurt like that.

First thing I said to myself
was, "What did you do?

What'd you do?"

Knowing me and my life,
Detective,

it was...

I-it was possible.

Here we are.

Julian.

Take care of yourself.

There are other ways
we can handle this.

I can get my hands
on some counterfeit cash.

Good paper.

McGregor's so stupid, he won't
even know the difference.

If he's so f*cking stupid,
how did he outsmart you?

I can still fix this.

- Just give me another chance.
- No.

No more f*cking chances.
I'm paying it.

Richard.

I know you've done
the math on this.

It's possible
he's not even yours.

Don't you dare.

You go and get my son.

You getting in?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Not much panorama out here

in Panorama City, huh?

That is fair.

What? What?

Man, you might just be

my best friend, you know that?

If that's the case,
you can pay for dinner, friend.

You just got me from jail.

I might buy you
an ice cream cone.

Strawberry's my favorite.
Don't forget.

I got you.

You gonna say something?

It's delicious.

My dude, you keep getting locked
up, let go, locked up, let go.

I mean, you're like the luckiest
unlucky m*therf*cker

that I know.
What's going on with all that?

Talk to me.

A woman was m*rder*d
in the Valley, okay?

She was, uh,
she was having an affair

with some teenage boy,
and I just come to find out

that that teenage boy...

that teenage boy's my son.

Your what?

Yeah.

Who's the mother?

It's complicated.

- Of course it is.
- Mm-hmm.

Look, Mr. Complicated.

With all that you got going on,

I wouldn't be trusting
nobody out here. Nobody.

But I trust you, Lizzy.

Except for me.

- If you get locked up again...
- Mm-hmm.

...better be on the west side

'cause I sure ain't
coming for your ass

out there in Panorama City.

- Fair enough. Mm.
- Yeah, mm-hmm.

Where'd you go?

God, I just, uh, went for
a drive to try to clear my head.

Any news?

What?

M-M-McGregor wants money.

For what?

- What, for-for Colin?
- Yeah.

You mean like-like some kind
of f*cking ransom?

Yeah, a ransom,
and I'm going to pay it

and Panish is
gonna take it to him, so...

You told me he was safe.

- You lied to me.
- Yeah.

I did. I did lie to you.

How's it feel?

Where is Panish now?

Why?

Because the police
are looking for him.

"b*at and the Pulse" by Austra

Hundred angles lost

Fleeing from the b*at
and the pulse

Loving like a fool

Play it full of heart
and the soul

And the soul

Hey.

Hello.

Yeah.

Uh, you got
a couple minutes to talk?

There's a private event tonight.

I can see.

Maybe not private enough.

I can have my boys come
down here and maybe look

for pandering.

Follow me.

Feel it break

Feel it break

Nothing's a mistake

Or you feel it break

I need the room.

Mm.

Lovely.

Very friendly.

Have a seat.

No, thanks. I'm good right here.

So, this is
adult entertainment, huh?

You're one hell of a producer.
What can I say?

Did you want
to ask me something,

or would you like to stay
for a while and mingle?

Does the name Lisa Beck
mean anything to you?

You want a hint?

She k*lled herself
in this house.

And you were there.

- Julian told me.
- Oh, yeah. Lisa Beck.

Julian's little girlfriend.

I was only nine years old
when she d*ed.

But you do remember
something about it?

Anything other than being
Julian's little girlfriend?

He met her at school.

Wanted her to be his steady.

He thought he could
bring her around this world

and nothing would happen.
He thought wrong.

And why's that?

You see, there are some people...
People like Julian,

like me...
Who can handle this life,

who can thrive in it.

But most people...
People like Lisa... they can't.

And he was naive to think
he could have it both ways.

That girl's dead because of it.

What was your relationship like

with Julian,
before he went away?

Close.

So how did
Michelle Stratton fit in?

"Michelle Stratton"?

Yeah. Michelle Stratton.

Julian wanted to leave
the business for her.

And what'd you think about that?

Did you know that Olga
left Julian the Lisa Beck file

on the day that she was k*lled?

Huh.

What, you think that's funny?

I think it's connected.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

On the day Olga d*ed,

she also started wearing
a new type of Depends.

You think those are connected?

Maybe she was trying
to tell him something.

Trying to lead him
in one direction.

Well, if she was,
she didn't share it with me.

She was really
out of her mind at the end.

And Guy enabled it.

She made him leave a shoebox

of old lipstick tubes
in my mailbox.

They all melted.

You want
to investigate that, too?

Maybe the colors mean something?

Listen, thanks very much
for your time.

Next time, phone ahead.

I'll save you a seat.

You do that.

How come you ain't
with somebody?

Man, I've been married twice,
divorced twice.

Oh.

My last husband owned
this place.

- Is that right?
- Yep.

- Huh.
- And now I do.

He walked away from me
for some ass.

Well, that was his loss.

It sure was.

- Come on, I'll walk you up.
- Oh, no, I'm all good.

But, look, let me say something.

I see the people that come
through here looking for you.

They might not see me,
but I see them.

If you're ever in harm's way,

and I'm not here,

I want you to take
this spare to my place.

I got a Glock in the fridge,
left produce drawer.

Use it.

In case any of your friends
from the past

decide to show up unwanted.

- Good night.
- Ooh.

Sweet dreams.

Menacing music

"Broken Boy"
by Cage the Elephant

I was born on the wrong
side of the train tracks

I was raised
with a strap across my back

Lay me on my side
or hold me up to the light

Yeah

I was b*rned by the cold
kiss of a vampire

I was bit by the whisper
of a soft liar
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