01x05 - Trailblazer

[bunniefuu]

[liquid dripping]

-[footsteps thumping]

-[floor creaking]

[man grunts]

[news anchor] …stronger than expected

consumer spending,

sparking concerns

about inflationary pressures.

The yield on the ten-year Treasury note

is hovering around 3.7%.

Meanwhile, the dollar is holding steady

against other currencies,

with the euro moving…

[phone dialing]

What?

[solemn music playing]

[banging on door]

[banging on door]

[Junior] Open up. It's the super.

I got a package for ya.

[clanking]

-[Junior] Hey, hey, hey. Come here.

-[Anna] No…

-[Babbit] No! We just wanna talk.

-[Junior] Listen.

-[Babbit] Hey, hey.

-[Junior] Chill out.

[Babbit] Chill the f*ck out. f*ck you.

-[Junior] Jesus Christ.

-[Babbit] Get her!

-[Anna] Please, no!

-Listen!

[Babbit] We're not gonna f*ck' hurt you.

We just wanna talk.

-Listen to us. Please.

-[Anna groaning]

-[Junior] f*ck' A, lady.

-[groaning]

[Babbit] Jesus!

f*ck! My arm.

[grunts]

f*ck.

f*ck!

[music intensifies]

[music fades]

-You really think this is necessary, huh?

-[Babbit] Yeah.

DNA, genius.

Gotta get rid of it.

[exhales]

[Babbit exhales]

[tense music playing]

-[Babbit] What?

-[Junior] Uh, you didn't…

Oh God. Wait, f*ck.

-What?

-Oh f*ck.

I… did I just…

Oh sh*t!

-What?

-f*ck. Oh my God, dude. Uh…

-f*ck' talk. What?

-My… my… my… my watch.

-What watch?

-The watch.

-What f*cking watch?

-The f*cking watch I had.

The one that we took from Vince.

Like, I had it.

[whimpers]

[Babbit] What are you sayin'?

Are you saying you left that f*ck' watch

at that girl's house?

-I didn't--

-Are you--

I didn't leave it. I don't…

f*ck! f*ck!

f*ck! f*ck!

f*ck! f*ck!

[eerie music playing]

[music fades]

[keys jangle]

[sighs]

[glass crunches]

You as*h*le.

f*ck' as*h*le.

[phone dialing]

[Vince] Where the f*ck have you been?

[Jake] What the f*ck did you do

to my apartment?

-They f*ck' forced me, Jake.

-[Jake] Who?

What do you mean? Dumb and Dumber.

Junior and Babbit. They…

they forced me to go there and… and drink.

What are you talking about?

Where the f*ck is my McGinley?

My McGinley, the… the photo.

That was on loan.

Don't worry. I'm gonna fix it.

Don't worry.

-Just get your a*s out to Mom's house.

-I'm not coming to Mom's house.

-[knocking on door]

-[Jake] I got a meeting.

Well, come when you're done. I'll explain

when you get here. I gotta go, okay?

Hey, are you Jeffy?

-[Jeffy] Yeah.

-Vin.

-[Vince] Come on in, please. Yes.

-[click]

Vin!

Stupid a*s.

[relaxed music playing]

[chuckles]

-I wasn't sure you were coming.

-Right, Houdini.

[Roxie chuckles]

You get some rest? Yeah? Glad to be back?

[Roxie] Um… well…

[sighs]

That's what I wanted to talk to you about.

I have a proposition for you.

Okay.

Look, I know

this is gonna sound harsh, but

I want Jake out of the restaurant.

What?

Why?

I don't think he can cut it anymore.

-[Wes] Is this because of Mel's OD?

-No.

No, it's not just that.

Some bad stuff has happened on our watch,

and he hasn't done sh*t about it.

I don't know if he doesn't know how

or he just doesn't f*ck' care,

but I can't operate like that anymore.

I care.

I care about that place

and the people in it.

And I want you

to help me buy him out.

-Oh, you do, do you?

-[Roxie] Yeah.

I wanna take over.

I wanna clean it up,

with you as my backer.

[chuckles]

That's some f*cking snaky sh*t.

Jake's my brother.

-No.

-[Wes] He and I found you…

-He is not your brother.

-…brought you in.

-You sound f*cking crazy.

-He's not the guy you think he is, Wes.

-What does that mean?

-Him and Estelle.

[man] Wes?

Wes Williams?

Is it cool if I get a picture with you?

You're my hero, man. I…

Um… [exhales]

-Just… just give… give me a second.

-[Roxie] Wes.

Wes! Excuse me.

Wes.

That is some manipulative bullshit, Roxie.

You must be desperate.

-He is not the guy you think he is.

-Enough.

-[Roxie] She--

-Enough!

[ominous music playing]

[Roxie sighs]

[Estelle] That's great. I think we should

put the case with the grills on the bar.

-On the bar? Not on that side?

-[Estelle] Yeah, on the bar's better.

-Yeah. Hi.

-Sorry. I'm late.

-Hi.

-[Estelle] Hi.

-You look great. Hi, Yuki.

-Hi.

-I'm so glad we got this to happen.

-Yeah, Ben is too.

Estelle and I were just talking

about the layout.

-Okay.

-I can show you the pieces?

-Sure.

-That's great.

You can't just text me like that.

I was with Wes.

No, I know.

We didn't get a chance to talk, so I…

These are the pieces

we'll be showcasing at the party.

-Wow.

-Kendrick has a few of these pieces.

And, uh, models pass these around?

They aren't hors d'oeuvres.

We'll have them arranged on displays.

-Guests can try them on, take pictures.

-What do these go for?

These are about a hundred, 150,000 apiece.

That's why Serge will be there.

Do you have a safe?

-He does.

-[Jake] Yeah, in my office.

-Great. Maybe we can set up in there.

-Okay.

-Let me just confirm that with Ben.

-[Estelle] Great.

Great.

[sighs]

-Hey.

-Hey.

Want one of these?

-You can't afford it.

-Eh.

If I could?

-Jake.

-What?

You wanna pretend like nothing happened?

What do you want me to say?

I'm spinning out. This is f*cking nuts.

-I can drop it. I will, but--

-Is that what you want?

I wanna be with you.

That's what I want.

You want me to just

blow up my whole f*cking life?

No. I don't know

how this would work,

but that was not a one-off.

All right. Now, we are all set

with the safe. Are we good?

-Yeah. Thank you.

-Great.

-[Junior] All right.

-[Babbit] Mm-hmm.

[Junior] Go do your thing, man.

I'll be waiting.

-What are you waiting for? Waiting for me?

-Yeah.

Just go in quick, grab the watch,

get the f*ck out.

I'll keep the engine running.

Why am I going in when you're the one

who dropped the f*cking watch?

Because you're the one

who f*ck' pushed her.

I didn't f*cking push her. I pushed you.

-You couldn't get your arm outta the door.

-I pushed the door.

You… Get out of the f*cking car.

Now.

g*dd*mn it.

This is f*cked.

Great.

f*ck'…

sh*t, dude.

[Babbit] What are you doing?

[tense music playing]

[Junior] Oh sh*t.

sh*t. sh*t.

[man] I've been trying her for hours.

[firefighter] FDNY, open up!

[banging on door]

[firefighter] FDNY, open up.

[banging on door]

-[keys jangle]

-[thud]

[tense music fades]

[Jeffy] Your inspector's report

will make things easy.

My cousin'll file the report,

piece of cake,

and, uh, most likely we'll be able

to pay you out within a week.

A week? No, no. I need this tomorrow.

Well, that's gonna cost you another 10%.

-Is that right?

-[Jeffy] Mm-hmm.

Okay. You take your extra f*ck' squeeze,

but I do need it tomorrow.

I'm… I'm not kidding.

All right, all right, but you sure

you don't have a couple of fur coats

or maybe a painting or an old car

you wanna leave in the yard?

-No.

-It's all part of the claim.

We're straight. Just need the house,

Jeffy, and tomorrow, okay?

Suit yourself. I'll be in touch.

This is my brother, Jake.

Say hi to Jeffy, Jake.

-Hey.

-[Vince] See you later. Thank you.

Yeah.

[Vince] How's it goin'?

-Who's Jeffy?

-Jeffy is Matt's friend.

Jeffy's cousin, more importantly,

is the fire marshal in South Brooklyn.

-Yes. Yes.

-Fire marshal?

Yes.

-Has it come to this?

-Yes, it has.

You're gonna burn

Mom and Dad's house down?

-It's f*cking bulletproof.

-We could go to jail.

No, no, no. We can't. You remember

your hotshot attorney from the closing?

You remember the report?

This place is a documented fire hazard.

Jeffy says it's a sure thing.

Oh, well, if Jeffy says so,

then f*cking great.

His cousin writes the report, and they pay

in 24 hours. It's like a payday loan.

Are you really serious?

Yeah, I'm f*cking serious.

They confirm it's an accident,

they take their cut out of the insurance,

then we get paid.

Vin, this is highly ill*gal.

Yeah, well, so is embezzling

from your own restaurant.

-And had you not covered your own a*s…

-Not the same.

…we could've paid these guys

a long time ago. Hey, they're serious.

Yeah. I know.

Okay? Good, so as soon as they're gone,

we can carry on with our lives.

Where are you goin'? Jake!

[door closes]

f*ck' run, you b*tch.

I don't care. I'll do it myself.

[phone pings]

[phone dialing]

-[Estelle] Hey.

-Hey. Yeah, sorry. Did you call?

Yeah. Um…

I just… I wanted to, uh… about earlier.

[Jake] I understand. I understand.

It's okay.

[Estelle] No, what I mean is… um…

it wasn't a one-off for me either,

but I don't want anyone to get hurt, so…

[exhales] …I'm gonna talk to him.

Are you sure?

Yeah. Are you?

[gentle music playing]

Yeah.

All right.

I'll speak to you.

[Estelle] Okay.

Jake?

I'm only here

to make sure you don't f*ck it up.

Mm-hmm. Welcome.

Anything goes wrong,

this was all your idea.

-Always is.

-[Jake] Yeah.

Okay, what's… what's the plan?

Uh, it's not rocket science.

We're just lookin'

to create a little electrical fire.

We're gonna spray this accelerant

around the, you know, outlets,

and, uh… we're gonna

leave this space heater on,

make it look like an accident.

We open up a window in the attic,

create a vacuum.

Okay, Backdraft.

-Yeah.

-When did you graduate arson college?

Telling you, Jeffy's dialed.

[Jake] Let's hope so.

You been upstairs?

See if there's anything we want?

Before we burn it all down.

And they say I'm the brains.

You're sharp, Jake.

I don't care what they say.

We got a phone?

-Who called it in?

-Neighbor, downstairs.

-His apartment was flooding.

-The landlord around?

How long has she been there?

[forensic scientist] Hard to tell

with the water, but at least eight hours.

[detective] Sorry.

You the landlord? That your tenant?

Yeah. Anna Dixon.

How well do you know her?

Um…

She's lived here, I don't know, two,

two and a half years, somethin' like that.

[detective] She have a boyfriend?

A lot of visitors?

No clue.

Any idea what she did for work?

I could check her application.

I think she worked at a bar.

Um…

She was a good tenant, you know.

Paid her rent on time.

Never had any problems with the neighbors.

Nothing like that. Awful.

[detective] What bar?

[landlord] Not sure.

[indistinct police radio chatter]

[detective] Okay. Thanks.

[Vince] Oh my God.

So you gonna bake Hunter a cake?

Yeah, right.

What d'you get him, Uncle Vin?

[Vince] What did I get him?

I got him a surprise.

-[Jake] Yeah. For you?

-[Vince] Uh-huh.

Everyone's gonna be super surprised.

Oh, buddy, right now, I am praying

this thing still works. Come on.

[button clicks]

[drumbeat playing]

[laughs]

That's talent.

I bet this still holds up.

[Jake] Yes, it does.

[Vince] The Black Rabbits didn't suck.

[chilled rock music playing]

[Jake] Hmm.

-Yes!

-Is she still there?

She's still here.

Hello! [chuckles]

Your one good idea.

It was. The Playboys

is a terrible name for a band.

[Vince] Yeah,

yours was definitely an upgrade.

[Jake sighs] Remember these?

Early days.

-[Vince] Good find. Oh, you know what?

-[Jake] Great tunes.

Oh yes!

Oh, I knew this was gonna come in handy

one day. Hello!

-Mm?

-You were a delinquent.

-[chuckles] I was a prodigy.

-You're not gonna…

-Come on, it's, like, 100 years old.

-Mm.

Oh!

Weed does not expire.

-Yeah, that still works.

-No.

That's one way to burn down the house.

-Hit that.

-No.

Come on, are you kidding me? Hit this.

You gonna make me smoke alone?

-All right.

-[Vince] Attagirl.

You know, I remember thinking

that, uh, we'd finally escaped this place

with our band, you know?

That it was just, uh…

Everything was in front of us, you know?

-A beginning.

-[Jake inhaling]

Turned out it was just an ending.

What the f*ck happened? Hmm?

You told the head of the label

to go f*ck himself,

and then you OD'd on stage.

-Why are you bringin' up old sh*t?

-[chuckles]

Yeah, every time

I try to do somethin' good,

I f*ck it up.

Like a curse.

Mm. Everybody's got their sh*t, man.

Everybody's got their sh*t.

-[cassette player clicks]

-[music stops]

[Jake] I slept with Estelle.

Oh, Jake.

I saw that comin'.

Does he know?

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

It's serious. She's gonna leave him.

f*ck. It's a mess.

f*ck, it's hard.

Well, if f*cking's hard,

you should see a doctor.

No, I didn't say that.

You know, I mean, and… and Valtrex works.

I'm gonna show you something here.

-Look at the way this healed.

-Please don't.

-No, this is science.

-Please don't!

Jake.

You are 50 years old.

Relationships come to an end.

She makes you happy.

You know?

I absolve you of your sins.

-Thanks.

-Okay?

Except for stealing $100,000

from the Rabbit.

I didn't steal it.

-You got a system, right?

-Yeah.

Borrow a little bit,

then take a little bit.

-Right.

-To keep up appearances.

-My mystique.

-f*ck' mystique.

It's a bunch of f*ck' bullshit.

Who said you've got mystique?

[chuckles]

-[Vince] Uh-huh. It's an island.

-You're a degenerate.

-[Vince] Yeah.

-And I'm a fake.

We have both inherited

half of Mr. Big d*ck.

[laughs]

Wait a minute. Speak of the devil.

Look at these old sketches, huh?

[Jake] Hah.

-[Vince] Oh yeah.

-[Jake] Big d*ck Friedken.

Big d*ck did not mean

what he thought it meant.

[Jake] I can't believe Mom kept this.

-Well, it's all yours if you want it.

-[Jake] Yeah?

He scored a 300 with this.

And he was Joe Namath's right-hand man.

Isn't that what he f*cking said?

You still believe all that sh*t

that he said? Come on.

You know what I thought about?

I'm older now than he ever was.

Yeah.

Imagine how drunk you gotta be to crack

your head open on your own f*cking bar.

Well, don't beat yourself up.

You still got time.

Listen, I know he was an as*h*le, but he--

[Vnice] He was a f*ck' deadbeat too.

And a wifebeater and a degenerate gambler.

Lost his f*ck' bar in a bet.

So, you know, don't you sell him short.

Look on the bright side.

You're gonna burn down his house.

Mm-hmm.

You believe the losing hand we got dealt?

f*cking guy.

[Jake] Hey.

Let's go get a win.

Yeah.

Yeah.

-You wanna do the honors?

-[Vince] Yes, I do.

Grab the tapes. Meet me downstairs.

[grunts] Don't dawdle.

-You gonna light it up?

-Like a candle.

-["Prizefighter" by Eels playing]

-[jangly guitar strums]

Ooh ♪

Yeah, I been through a lot ♪

And you can't scare me ♪

Now go on baby if you just dare me ♪

I'll break through any wall ♪

Just give me a call ♪

I'm a dynamiter ♪

I'm a prizefighter ♪

Well, if you get sad ♪

I'm your friend ♪

I got an ear I'll always lend ♪

You know that you can always… ♪

[Vince] Okay, we're good. Let's do it.

-You all set?

-[Jake] Comin'.

Take a walk with me ♪

Tell me all ♪

Tell daddy all ♪

Just give me a call ♪

I'm a go all-nighter ♪

I'm a prizefighter ♪

Hey ♪

Hey ♪

I'm a prizefighter ♪

[mythical music playing]

[light chuckling]

[coughing]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[Wes coughs]

-[Wes] Hey, baby, how you doing?

-[Estelle] Hey.

[Wes] Where you been?

[Estelle] Setting up for the party.

Long day.

-[Wes] Yeah.

-[Estelle] Was hoping we could talk.

-[Wes] Now?

-Yeah.

-Can we do it in the morning?

-Yeah.

[Wes] Come, sit. This sh*t's crazy.

I've already seen it.

-I'm just gonna go to bed.

-Okay.

-[Estelle] Okay, good night.

-Hey.

I love you.

[music intensifies]

[music fades]

[sinister music playing]

-Campbell.

-[Campbell] Mrs. Zablonski.

Jules, might we have a word?

Babe, do you mind?

[Campbell] You don't pick up your phone?

[Jules] You told me to chill out.

I chilled.

-Did you?

-Yeah.

'Cause I had it handled.

I didn't need you to send in the cavalry.

What are you talking about?

Your bar tab at the Rabbit,

It's closed permanently.

You don't know anything about that?

She's dead?

Jesus.

Wait, no, wait.

I… I didn't have anything to do with that.

Is that what the cops think?

I don't know what they think, but I know

they're about to start asking questions.

And we need to make sure

you're not one of the answers.

[Vince] Jeffy!

Jeffy! [whistles]

-Hey, buddy.

-[Jeffy] You're late!

[Vince] f*ck' L-train hose job.

You got it?

[Jeffy] Right there.

I got you a sandwich too.

[Vince] Ooh, look at that. Uh…

No, thank you. Never eat during felonies.

-Oh yeah!

-[Jeffy] Told you I got you.

-[Vince] Look at that!

[Jeffy] Right open and shut.

-My cousin said you did great work.

-[Vince] Come here, Jeffy.

I did great work?

You did f*cking great work. Look at this!

-Unbelievable.

-[Jeffy] There you go.

-You gonna eat that?

-[phone dialing]

No, no. I'm going to the beach.

Gotta get in a two-piece.

-Thank you.

-[Jeffy] Two-piece?

-All right, more for me.

-This is Jake. Leave a message. [beep]

[Vince] Jake! Jake! Buddy! I got news!

I got f*ck'…

I got us. I got us. We got us.

We got it. I'm holding it. Coming to ya.

-[chatter]

-[chuckles]

[Jake] Hey, Val,

I'm opening another bottle anyway.

-[Val] Okay.

-Hey, brother.

Nice W, huh?

-You f*ck' did it.

-You f*ck' did it.

-[Hunter] Dad?

-[Jake] We did it. Yeah?

-[Hunter] Dad, come on. I wanna open it.

-[Jake] What? Open what?

-The… the card.

-What?

Oh. Oh yeah. Okay, go ahead.

-Well, I hope it's the right one.

-[Gen] Thank you.

[Jake] 'Cause blame your mom

if it's wrong.

She told me it was, uh…

it was what you wanted to go see.

Let's see if you got it right.

Yeah?

-[gasps]

-No way!

[Jake] Happy birthday.

-Thank you.

-[Gen] What d'you get?

Front row seats

to the New York City Ballet.

-[Jake] Ballet.

-[Hunter] Thanks.

-[Gen] Fancy.

-Very, very cool.

Your… your uncle Vince

got you something not as cool,

and it's not from Vietnam or fluffy,

but I do think you're gonna like it.

-Dad!

-[Gen] What?

This is so you can listen to something

halfway decent in your father's car.

Those got me through a lot of tough times.

You enjoy those.

-Thanks.

-Those are cassettes. They play music.

-Oh my God.

-I know this one.

You didn't wanna give them to me?

Oh.

Totally forgot.

I saved you the best one.

This one's yours. All you.

You recognize any of those?

They're good.

[Jake] Used to call him Skunk.

-Thanks.

-[Vince] Yeah.

So the Mets and the Yankees

are playing this weekend.

-Playing this weekend?

-[Gen] It's happening this weekend.

Right.

Um… did you… wanna go?

-You and me? Yeah.

-[Gen] Wanna go?

Yes, please. Yeah, if I'm not working.

Dad, am I working this weekend?

Uh, let me think on it.

-Yeah?

-[Jake] Let me think about it.

-[Vince] He's gonna think about it.

-[Jake] Gimme a sec.

[Vince] That sounds great.

-Yeah.

-Very good.

Show me these tapes, Hunter. Whatcha got?

[Hunter] I don't know

which ones I can listen to.

All of them. What are you talking about?

Because of the swear words in 'em?

-Did you get these in the house?

-I did.

-[Val] You okay?

-Yeah. Great, actually.

I bet.

You guys, just having a little whisper

in the corner, as usual.

-Hey, make room.

-This is gonna be good.

[Vince] Oh yeah? Dessert time, huh?

Here we go. Who's ready to sing?

Happy birthday to you ♪

No way.

[all] Happy birthday to you ♪

Happy birthday, dear Huntie ♪

Drum solo ♪

Happy birthday to you ♪

[Val] Make a wish.

-[Jake] Oh! Oh, oh, yeah!

-[Gen] There you go.

-[clapping]

-[Jake] Whoo-whoo!

[Estelle] Wes?

Wes?

[door closes]

Wes?

[Wes] Babe?

[Estelle] Where were you?

I've been waiting for you.

You said we were gonna talk.

I'm sorry.

I needed to burn off last night.

[Estelle] Well, can you please

come and sit? We need to talk.

[keys clatter]

Am I in trouble?

-Please don't do that.

-[Wes] What?

Don't be cute.

-I need to talk to you. It's serious.

-Okay, I'm here.

Um…

I'm not happy.

And I haven't been for a long time.

Okay.

And everything with you

is… is… it's going so well,

and I'm so proud of you,

but I do feel like it's

swallowed up so much of us,

and I don't think

there's space for me anymore.

No. No.

-[Estelle] What do you mean "no"?

-[Wes] No f*cking way.

-[Estelle] What are you talking about?

-Are you f*cking Jake?

Oh my f*cking God.

How many times?

How long has this been going on?

-Babe, it's not like that.

-Why? Where? Why?

-Wes.

-How many times?

-f*ck's sake.

-[Estelle] No. Let me explain.

-You're not letting me explain.

-[Wes] I just… I don't get…

-Speak to me, then.

-Babe--

Don't "babe" me. Tell me the truth.

How many times did you f*ck him?

-I'm not gonna do it like this.

-What d'you mean?

You don't get to decide how it's done.

Hey! I'm asking you a question.

Was it in our bed?

At his? At the Rabbit? Where?

No! Why do you wanna know?

What's it matter?

-I wanted to talk like adults.

-What? Are you leaving me?

-Are you leaving me for him?

-I'm just leaving.

This is about you and me.

[Wes] Well, I don't get it.

Where is this coming from?

We're good. We've been happy.

No. No. You are good.

I'm not good.

You don't wanna struggle with me

or talk about--

Why the f*ck would I wanna struggle?

I work so hard every day

to make sure we don't have to anymore.

So that our lives are perfect for us.

-For you.

-[somber music playing]

And you just want me to fit into it.

Oh, I'm really sorry

that I haven't made myself small enough

to make you happy.

-What the f*ck?

-Look at where you live.

The places you go to eat,

the doors that I open for you.

[Estelle] Oh, you think

that I don't have bigger ambitions

than designing your mom's house?

Is this about The Pool Room?

I'm sorry. Go and do The Pool Room.

-I shouldn't have stopped you.

-It's not about that.

It's about the fact

that you can't hear me.

And I'm… I'm sorry. I am.

It's my fault.

It's my f*ck' fault. Okay?

You could've f*cked anyone

in the whole of New York City,

and you chose him.

Why?

Do you love him?

I don't know. It's c…

You wh*re yourself to my best friend

over a job.

-f*ck you.

-f*ck you! Get out of my house!

Behind.

Behind.

[soul music playing]

[phone pings]

[ominous music playing]

[Roxie] Hey.

[Jake] Hey.

[Roxie] Can we, um, talk?

Of course. Listen. Thank you for helping

with this dinner. It was so great.

-And I'm… I'm really glad you're back.

-Jake.

I was calling, and I was calling.

I don't know how to say this

because I'm really grateful

for everything you've done for me.

-Well, that's all right.

-Well, I'm proud of what we've built here.

-Yeah.

-Well, for the most part.

-For the most part?

-Come on. You know what I'm talking about.

-That's why I was calling.

-Can I finish, please?

Yeah.

You told me you were ready to grow up.

-You said you wanted to be better.

-Yeah.

But I don't have time, Jake,

to sit here and see if you have it in you.

-Okay.

-Jake, I've given this a lot of thought.

And I think you should move forward

with The Pool Room.

I'm sure you're gonna make it

a huge success,

but I won't be joining you.

I'm gonna take over here.

Wait. Is… is that a joke?

It doesn't have to be a thing.

We can say this was the plan.

-Are you serious? We're a great team.

-Yeah, I am trying to be an adult here.

-An adult?

-Jake, yeah.

I got a backer

who's willing to buy you out.

-Oh, you do?

-[Roxie] Yeah.

Given what we know has happened here,

I think this really is best for everybody.

You think you're pristine? You're not.

You've been here the whole time.

Didn't see you raising a hand.

-I'm doing that now.

-Oh, f*ck off!

f*ck you, ma'am.

When we met, what were you doing?

Scraping sh*t off a grill in a dive bar.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

You have no idea

how hard it's been to keep this place.

You think I'm f*cking selling?

-Jake.

-Yeah. Give me a moment.

Look, just…

All right. [exhales]

Go get ready for service. Let's forget

we ever had this conversation. Please.

Selling…

[Mel] There's a cop downstairs

asking for you.

[detective] When was the last time

you saw her?

[Tony] I don't know. I… I spoke to her

on the phone a couple of days ago.

She and I used to go out for drinks

after work. We haven't since she left.

[Jake] Who left? Hi.

-[detective] Is this your place?

-Yeah, I'm Jake.

-Detective Seung.

-[Jake] What's going on?

Sorry to inform you, Anna Dixon

was found dead in her apartment yesterday.

-[Mel] Oh my gosh.

-What?

[Seung] When was the last day

she worked here?

She… um…

Um… uh… three… three or four weeks ago.

-Why?

-Do you know if she had a boyfriend?

-Girlfriend? Anyone giving her problems?

-[Jake] No.

No. Sorry, wait. What… what happened?

We got a call

from the neighbor downstairs.

Water was coming through his ceiling.

Looks like maybe she slipped in the tub.

Nothing valuable's missing.

No signs of forced entry.

-Most likely an accident, but…

-Oh God.

Do you know if anyone had keys

to her place? Had any reason to harm her?

-[Jake] No.

-Anna, no. Everyone loved her.

[Tony] What the f*ck?

I'm sorry for your loss.

If anything else comes to mind,

please reach out.

Sure.

-Thank you.

-[Jake] Of course.

We can't, uh… open tonight.

Cancel all the reservations.

I'll give you a hand.

-Vin! Where are you going? You all right?

-[Vince] Yeah. Yeah.

-[Jake] Yeah?

-Yeah, I guess.

-[Jake] Where you going?

-Um… I gotta… I gotta go meet these guys.

Yeah, but now?

We gotta be there for the staff.

Can you do it, buddy?

I just… I can't. Okay?

Okay. Yeah, no, I got it, but, hey, wait.

Wait for me. We'll do it together.

-Jake, you stay here. I'm fine.

-Vin.

-Let me go. He's my f*ck-up.

-[Jake] We're in this together.

-I got it. I'll finish it.

-You and me.

Hang tight.

-Fine.

-[Jake] Okay.

Okay.

[dramatic music playing]

Hey, let's go.

-Aren't we supposed to meet them there?

-We were.

-Look who it is. f*cking Lehman brothers.

-Hey there. Hi.

-Ready to do some more drinking, Vince?

-Oh, I can't. No, not today.

But here we go, huh?

-How do we know this is good?

-Oh, it's… it's great.

-[Jake] You know where to find us.

-Yeah. Yeah, we do, don't we?

-Let's… let's all go celebrate, then.

-[Jake] No, I'm okay. I gotta work.

[Junior] Get in.

Get the f*ck in.

You don't need to do this, you guys.

[Babbit] You're gonna tell us

what we gotta do now, huh?

Can't have you leading back to us, Vince.

[Jake] What does that mean?

I… I've got nothing to say.

I don't know what you guys did.

[Junior] Yeah, but you know

that we knew the girl, right? So…

If the cops ask you, Vince…

I guess I just don't f*cking trust you.

[Jake] What's he talking about?

Vin, what's he talking about?

sh*t, he doesn't even f*ck' know.

-[Vince] Guys, come on.

-Vin.

-Come on.

-[Jake] What the f*ck?

Junior, come on.

[Vince] I don't know why

we're not just talking about this, guys.

Come on, let's just talk it through,

for Christ's sake. Huh?

There has to be another way.

-Just talk to us.

-Shut the f*ck up and strip.

-[Jake] What? What are you talking about?

-You heard me, b*tch. Strip.

What? Why are we stripping?

-f*cking DNA, genius.

-[Vince] DNA?

-Just f*ck' do what he says. Just do it.

-[Junior] Come on.

-Go. Now.

-[Babbit] Do what he says.

Two more bodies? Huh? You don't want that.

-You don't want that.

-[Junior] Shut the f*ck up!

If you k*ll us… if you f*cking k*ll us,

man, you're gonna have the cops.

-[Junior] Faster.

-You're gonna have news.

I mean, people know us.

A lot of people know us, huh?

-That's a lot more noise.

-Come on!

[Jake] A lot more noise

than the death of some random girl.

We don't want that in the news.

We want that in the news less than you.

Are you not hearing that?

That makes sense.

We gotta f*ck' do it.

It's too f*ck' messy. On your knees.

-On your f*cking knees.

-[Jake] Guys, the police…

Come on. The police think Anna's…

It was an accident.

[Junior] Shut up. Shut the f*ck up.

-[Jake] Take the restaurant. Wait.

-[Junior] Shut the f*ck up.

I don't want the restaurant, m*therf*cker.

I wish I'd never f*cking met you.

-Now turn the f*ck around.

-[Babbit] Too f*cking late for that.

-Shut the f*ck up.

-[Jake] Take the f*cking restaurant.

Why don't you just take the restaurant?

Wait! f*ck me. There's a million dollars

in the Rabbit in two nights' time.

Listen to me!

It's there, and you can take it.

Huh? It's for real. A million.

There's a huge party,

and there's a million dollars

of diamonds and jewelry and watches, and…

I signed

the f*cking insurance policy today!

-What the f*ck are you talking about?

-Can we just f*cking finish them?

Minimum security. It's easy.

You walk in. You take it. It's yours.

And we're done. We're f*cking done.

He can f*ck off.

And I'm out of this. Right?

-If I'm lying--

-Bullshit.

If I'm lying, then you k*ll me.

What, you want cops after you

for two murders? Three murders? Huh?

You want cops after you for three murders,

or you want a million dollars

in your f*cking pocket,

no questions asked?

Forty-eight hours.

I f*cking mean it!

[Vince] Jake.

Jake, come on. We can fix all this.

I didn't know they were gonna do anything.

They got me all wasted,

and the name just came out.

[Jake] What did you think would happen?

What? I didn't f*cking know.

I was trying to help.

-[Jake] You wanna help?

-Yeah. I try to help every f*cking day.

[Jake] Go.

-Go where?

-[Jake] Disappear. Disappear

-You want me to leave?

-[Jake] I want you to vanish.

You f*ck' got it. That's f*ck' rich.

You wouldn't be able to survive

without me.

-[Jake] Survive?

-Good luck.

-What? Without you, I'd have clothes on.

-Yeah?

I wouldn't have pleaded for my life

or be involved in a homicide.

My God. Everything that is wrong

in my life is rooted in you.

-[Vince] Really?

-Everything.

-[Vince] Really?

-Yeah.

[Vince] Did I ask you

to sleep with half your f*cking staff?

Was that me? Did I ask you

to cook the f*cking books?

Did I do that to you?

Steal all that money?

Live above your means

like some kind of f*ck' fraud?

That's not on me, Jake. That's you.

This is you. The house was you,

and the money troubles, that was you.

-Junior, Babbit, Mancuso, that was you.

-All right.

-[Jake] And the heroin.

-Sure.

The heroin and the record deal.

-[Vince] What else?

-And drinking and leaving Gen behind.

-That was you, and I knew.

-Nice.

I knew you would do it to me again.

I still tried. I bargained. I bargained,

and I put everything

and everyone on the line again… for you.

Yeah, for me.

You do everything for you, Jake.

Give me a f*cking break. You're selfish.

Wanna know why you're selfish?

'Cause you gotta overcompensate

'cause I got all the f*ck' talent.

-[Jake laughs]

-Right here.

Yeah! And look at what you did

with your amazing talent.

[Vince] This f*ck' talent

gave you a life.

I lit up a path for you

a hundred miles high for you to follow.

-You're welcome.

-You're not a trailblazer, Vin.

You're a f*cking arsonist!

Christ, I should've left you behind

years ago.

You were wrong. You're not a curse.

You're not a curse.

You're a f*ck' anchor.

You're an anchor.

Yeah, and you weigh me down.

We're done.

I'm done.

Great.

I never wanna see you again.

[sinister music droning]