03x07 - Platinum Level

[bunniefuu]

Mr. Wheeler. Detective Fromm.

Hey, we have someone in common.

Jesus, you had a f*cking night, huh?

I need to know...

...that you were in fear for your life.

I was in fear for my life.

Just two f*cking Velociraptors

pulling a midday shift.

Unbridled.

I b*at the f*cking life out of him.

What'd Alvey say?

He said I'm lucky I
didn't break my hand.

Looking out for your career, right?

His... his, too.

- His, too.
- It was a home invasion.

My father fought. My grandfather.

You wanna be a Kulina,
you gotta learn how to handle yourself.

It's in the DNA.

- Kayla.
- Hi!

- What are you doing here?
- Well, I wanted to see the fight.

You need to go home.

Your fight, man.

I want you to drag this
cocksucker to the deep end

and drown this m*therf*cker, okay?

f*gg*t.

- Nothing.
- What'd he say?

Nate Kulina.

[Car engine purring]

[Turn signal clicking]

[Horn blares in distance]

[Clicking stops]

[Cellphone ringing, vibrating]

[Ringing stops]

Hello?

Yeah, this is him.

Yeah. He is.

[Sighs] Is he hurt?

No, no. I'll... I'll...
I'll come down. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

The one by Rose?

- [Police radio chatter]
- [Gears shift]

[Sighs] All right, I appreciate it.

I'll... I'll be, uh, I'll be right down.

[Surf rolling]

- Thanks for the call.
- Man: Yeah, thanks for coming down.

- So we threw a blanket on him.
- [Sighs]

- We also found a needle in the cab.
- [Flashlight clicks]

Jesus. Great.

Jay?

- [Knocks on tailgate]
- Jay, come on. Wake up, son.

- Jay.
- Can you just turn the light...

- Can you turn the light off?
- [Flashlight clicks]

- Need help getting him home?
- What?

- No, I'll get him home.
- All right.

- [Jay coughs]
- Thanks again.

- Yeah, have a good night.
- I really appreciate it.

[Clears throat]

[Tailgate clacks]

♪

[Horn blares in distance]

You want me to come in?

No. No, I'll just be a second.

You sure you don't want to keep
some for yourself?

For what?

Well, I hate to be the one
to break this to you, but...

how 'bout some new f*cking clothes, eh?

- [Chuckles]
- You wear the same

shitty things every day.

Yeah.

Yes, I'd like to make
a donation, please.

Man: You're in the right place.

Would you like to direct the money

to any specific services?

- Like what?
- Emergency shelters,

transitional housing for teens,
addiction counseling?

Uh, wherever it helps, I guess.
Just kind of spread it around.

Mm. And how much will you
be donating today?

Um, $ , .

Wow.

That's, uh, that's...
that's very generous.

You all right?

Yeah.

What happened to your face?

Are we good?

Yeah, just leave your name
and information.

We'll send you a receipt
so you can write it off.

No, I-I'd like it to be
anonymous, please.

You should take the tax break.

I just wanna leave the cash.

Yeah? Thanks.

Do I feel good?

No.

But you're only as sick
as you think you are, Doc.

You start thinkin' about your pain,

and then your mind slips.

And then you don't know if you're hurt

or you just think that you're hurt.

You become weak.

You start identifying with frailty,

and then before you f*cking
know it, you are a sick guy.

But you're still in pain.

Yeah.

Doctors haven't found anything?

[Scoffs] Doctors.

Canceled all of 'em.

Imbeciles.

f*cking doctors.

They don't tell you anything.

I'm not living that f*cking
life, sitting in waiting rooms.

Nobody has any answers about anything.

[Sighs]

I mean, if it's just pain
I gotta deal with, that's...

I can do that. I mean, I've...
I've fought hurt my whole life.

But, Alvey, if there's
a medical condition,

it... it needs to be diagnosed.

Why? What... what if there is?

What? It's only dyin', right?

[Laughs]

My son Jay's not doin' too well.

[Sighs]

His girlfriend left him, took the kid.

It's his fault. He knows it was.

But threw him off course a bit.

[Sighs]

Sucks, too, 'cause he was...
he was doin' good, you know?

He had a family, he had a...
job that he hated.

He quit fighting. That was a mistake.

The kid's gifted.

I wanna do something for him.

I wanna get him
back in the gym, you know?

I think he's got five good years
if he still wants 'em.

I was a sh*t father.

But I think maybe, as a man,

I can... I can do something, you know?

Why do you think he quit
in the first place?

He resents it. Resents me.

We're very similar.

He's more emotional than I was, but...

he hates his father, just like I did.

Typical sh*t.

Have you talked to Jay
about any of this?

He won't talk to me.

He won't really even look at me.

I don't blame him.

[Exhales slowly] He's gotta
be careful, though, man.

He's getting older.

And at some point, Doc,
you are what you are.

[Buzzer]

[Man speaks indistinctly over P.A.]

[Door clanks]

[Speaking indistinctly]

Hey.

Hey, Ryan.

One sec, Ryan.

- [Handcuffs clink]
- Ohh.

[Inhales deeply]

- [Speaks indistinctly]
- [Laughs]

[Exhales deeply]

[Laughs]

Pick up your phone.

- Can you hear me?
- Yeah.

Hey.

Hi. Um, I shaved my beard.

I can see that.

And guess what else?

I have something else to share.

What?

I am no longer the penis
on the fruit guy in here.

What?

Like, because I'm...
I'm known for m*rder,

it's like I've shed the whole
penis f*cking avocados thing.

It's like it never even happened, Ryan.

Yeah. I mean, you did
f*cking k*ll two people.

I know, and it's so much better now.

I can't even begin to tell you.

I feel safe anywhere
except racial v*olence,

which we are all subject to.

Well, now you know how
to defend yourself.

You know how to fight, right?

- [Daps window]
- Yeah.

- Grr.
- [Laughs]

It sounds like you're doing
all right, man.

Well, they finally got me
on the right medicine.

That helped.

How are you?

I'm good.

Just really wanted to see you.

I miss having you around.

- Really?
- Hell, yeah.

We had fun, dude.

We did. We had... We sometimes
had too much fun, Ryan.

Yeah.

I do wish that I had gotten on
this medication a long time ago.

I wonder what my life would
be like, you know?

Yeah. [Clears throat]

Yeah.

Well, I-I want you to know
that you're not alone in here.

You're my brother, Keith.

I love you.

You understand?

I love you.

And I'm gonna visit you
all the time. Okay?

I'm not forgetting about you.

Ryan, I will... I will be here forever.

- Then...
- Like, a long time, Ryan.

We'll be sitting on these phones
in our f*cking diapers, I guess,

'cause I'm not leaving you.

I'm not leaving you, dude.

Hey, walk me through your day.

Um... Okay, so I wake up in the morning,

but I don't poop at my normal time

because that's when Garza poops.

And Garza is a sh*t caller.

But you could b*at him up, Ryan.

He's strong, but you could
b*at him up, for sure.

For sure.

- [Kettle whistling]
- We don't need him.

[Knobs click, whistling stops]

Everything's going smoothly.

[Sighs]

Well, who is he?

I hate those guys. You hate those guys!

Oh, yeah, I'm sure he is.

We don't need supervision.

[Music playing in distance]

Fine.

Yeah, we'll be here.

Yes, I'm f*cking mad.

Goodbye.

[Sighs]

♪

Girls! Living room now!

Kayla. Kayla!

Come in here, please.

♪

I just got off the phone with Terry.

He's doing better, but he's
gonna be in the hospital

a little while longer.

In the meantime, a new guy's
gonna be moving in here with us.

Why?

To supervise.

Kayla: Why? We're doing fine.

Because it's what Terry wants.

And it's not up for discussion.

Well, what's he like? Is he, like, cool?

I don't know. His name is Cody.

And we're all gonna make the best of it,

so go straighten up your rooms.

Let's make a good impression.

♪

Huh.

[Siren wailing in distance]

[Rock music playing]

[Exhales sharply]

Hello.

Hi.

I'm looking for Lisa Prince.

Why?

Well, you're not by any chance Lisa?

That depends on who you are.

I am Jeremy Johnson.

With Khalis Capital.

We're the guys that bought King Beast.

I've been sent here to find the woman

who took us for a million dollars.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Is there somewhere we can talk?

Look, I'm not opening up Alvey's deal.

No, I'm here on new business.

[Bell dings]

[Rock music playing loudly]

Garo said it was Arab money.

Mm-hmm. We're based in Dubai.
You ever been?

No. I like to drive and vote and sh*t.

No, you're thinking of Riyadh.

But we have offices in New York
and London, if you prefer.

Look, my bosses, they weren't
happy with the fee

you negotiated for your fighter, Alvey.

We feel he was worth a quarter of that.

He's worth what he's paid.

Well, he doesn't get close
to that without you.

Look, Lisa...

We don't see a future for
Garo Kassabian at King Beast.

Okay, Garo's a friend of mine.

I understand, and he's
a nice personality.

But the fact is, you took him
to the woodshed.

See we wanna grow the sport.

We wanna compete with Bellator
and even the UFC.

And to do that,
we need someone who knows

how to get a deal done in this business.

He built that promotion
from the ground up.

Yeah, and we paid him well for it.

See this is about our future,

a future we would love you
to be a part of.

[Door opens]

♪

My bad.

Yeah?

Wanted to let you know I'm here.

Okay.

Yeah. Hey, buddy.

Hey. Dominick Ramos.

- Jeremy Johnson.
- Thank you, Dom.

♪

[Door closes]

I'm sorry. I have to cut this short.

Okay, no, I understand
this is awkward for you.

It is.

But you're not taking anyone's job.

It'll be you or someone else.
It won't be Garo.

My cell is on that card.

I'd love to continue this
conversation when you're ready.

- Pleasure to meet you, Lisa.
- You, too.

[Door opens]

♪

[Door closes]

So have you thought about
what you're gonna do?

[Seabirds calling]

About what?

About the guy calling you
a f*gg*t at the fight.

I'm gonna ignore it.

Solid plan.

I'm kidding.

Your brother knows, your mom knows.

Will...

Cat's out of the bag, isn't it?

Your dad's gonna hear about it
one way or another.

Tell him before someone else does.

I get it.

Do you?

Yes.

Good.

'Cause it's gonna happen.

Hey, look, I'm not saying

your dad's gonna
bake you a f*cking cake,

but it's gonna feel better
than you think.

You don't even know the weight
you've been carrying.

I promise you, okay?

Wilderado: ♪ I'll be holding you ♪

♪ In the morning light ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

- [Rock music playing loudly]
- [Groans]

♪

[Inhales deeply]

Hmm.

♪

- Carla.
- Hey.

How you doing? Where's Shelby?

Uh, she's home. I'm filling in
till she has her baby.

Hmm. Is there a trash back there?

- Yeah.
- Oh, thanks.

Mac: Oh, hey, buddy.

What's happening?

Mackles, how's Shelby doing, man?

[Sighs] She's all right.

She's on bed rest. It sucks.

- Oh.
- She'll be okay.

- [Sniffs]
- I'm glad you're here, though.

I need to wrestle you.

Real hard. Look at this.

- Mm-hmm.
- I can roll.

I need to get around you
like a boa constrictor.

[Groaning]
Just get all nuts to butts on you.

- I gotta talk to Alvey first.
- Give me a second. Unh!

- Okay.
- Ohh.

- You... you'll come back here?
- Yeah.

Hey, Mac, get your kit out.

What do you need?

I need the Chinese menu.
I'm coming back to f*cking life.

What up, Juan?!

Muscles.

Alvey: Come in.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- [Door closes]
- How you doin'?

[Inhales deeply]

Matza matza.

You wanna die?

- Some day.
- I'm f*cking serious.

Do you wanna die?

'Cause the cop found a needle
in the truck.

That was an old needle.

Cut the sh*t, Jay.

I didn't tell the cops to call you.

Hmm?

Here's the deal.

I want you here, okay?

You need to be here,
but no f*cking needles.

You f*ck with that sh*t,
it's gonna k*ll ya.

Yeah. I know you don't give
a sh*t what I think.

I know that. But...

don't do this to your brother.

Okay?

Now I think you got another run at this,

you get your sh*t together.

I believe that.

♪

Is that it?

Yep.

Just get with Lisa. She's got
a plan for you, all right?

Come over here. Shake my hand.

♪

Go get some work in.

[Clears throat]

- [Engine revving]
- [Rap music playing]

[Dog barking in distance]

[R&B music playing]

[Woman singing indistinctly]

- Hello?
- [Bag thuds]

Hi! Are you Cody?

Yeah. What's your name?

Kayla.

Kayla.

Terry didn't mention you.

I'm kinda new.

- Where were you before?
- Florida.

- With who?
- Just myself.

- Ugh.
- Hello.

You must be Cody.

I'm Christina.

Hi.

Take my bag in my room.

♪

[Refrigerator opens]

[Bottles clink]

How many girls do we have now?

- Four.
- Who's the freshest?

Kayla. She came here
a couple of weeks ago.

Hmm.

- [Inhales deeply]
- [Bottle thuds]

Couple weeks. [Exhales deeply]

A couple weeks ain't that fresh.

[Opens, taps case]

- [Closes case]
- [Sighs]

All right.

I'm-a go take a piss,

and then you and me,
we need to sit down,

go over the numbers,
see who we're cuttin' loose.

You've been keeping track
of that sh*t, yeah?

- Of course.
- Okay.

I wanna see their social media,
too. And...

[Cellphone rings, stops]

[Dog barking in distance]

Who's calling you?

Nobody.

Terry give you that phone?

No. I pay for it myself.

Mm-hmm.

Where's my bathroom?

Back there to the right.

[Sighs] Oh, sh*t.

[Crow cawing]

[Cellphone rings, stops]

♪

Hey, it's me again.

Uh, do me a favor and give me
a call when you get this.

I wanna tell you about what
happened last night, okay?

Call me. Bye.

♪

Yo.

Yo. You're late.

What are we doing today?

[Strained voice] You tell me.

I follow you, Coach.

- Oh. Is that right?
- Yeah.

Well, we were gonna watch some tape

and then get in the cage and work a bit,

but now we only have time
for one, so what's it gonna be?

I'd rather get in the cage.

[Grunts]

Tell Juan to glove up.

I'm sick of sparring with Juan.

Jay's here.

I'd rather work with my coach,
go over a game plan,

but it sounds like
you're done for the day?

I've been here all f*cking day, brother.

[Grunts] Where you been?

I'm here. I'm ready to work.
What are we doin'?

Glove up and meet me in the cage.

- Yes, sir.
- [Grunts]

Victory is reserved for those
who pay the price, gentlemen.

♪

Lisa: What the f*ck?

Mm!

- B . [Grunts]
- In the ass?

Ohh. I offered the arm.

Yeah, I don't wanna be tender, Lisa.

Mac and I are about to roll.

Yeah, okay. All right,
all right, all right.

- I gotta take a sh*t.
- Is it an emergency, Mac?

- Yeah. It's a...
- I'm ready to go.

Okay, it's about to be.
I'm pushin' cotton.

- Lisa: Let the man go.
- Thank you.

Hurry up, will you, please?

Like, minutes. [Sighs]

That is not healthy.

He eats like a jumbo catfish, Lisa.

Did you talk to Alvey?

I did. [Sighs]

And? You think you can handle it?

- [Can fizzes]
- [Sighs]

Jay, I can pay you $ a week
to teach classes,

but you gotta show up.

I thought you had Dom for that.

Yeah, he's not long for this world.

Ryan seems to have a real thing
for him, though.

Well, Ryan doesn't pay him, I do,

and I'd rather pay you until
I can get you a fight.

But I never said I was gonna
take a fight.

Yeah, I know.

But we can just... see what's out there.

I know Garo would k*ll to have you.

♪

You can always turn it down.

Is that a yeah?

"Yes, Lisa,

- and thank you so much."
- [High-pitched voice] Thank you so much.

- "You're the best manager ever."
- You're the best manager ever.

Welcome back.

- You smell like cigarettes.
- [Chuckles]

[Bottle thuds]

Hmm.

This sh*t's pretty flat.

They've all been steady.

Steady?

[Grunts] Okay.

What's the deal with this Kayla chick?

She's new. Guys really like her.

Really? Why do her numbers suck?

She just needs to do more shows.

- She f*cking lazy or what?
- No.

She's...

just a little green.

Uh-huh.

Kayla!

What's up?

Hi. Will you turn around for me?

You like to f*ck?

Yeah.

You like a big cock.

I don't know.

Oh, you don't know?

Well, how big?

Nine inches.

No f*cking way. That's huge.

- It's not that big.
- Yeah, it is!

There's no way I could take that.

I mean, I don't know, unless
you, like, really helped me.

She's adorable.

How the f*ck is she not making bank?

Well, she's doing fine.

No. Turn around.

Look at that ass.

Look at that ass.

She should be k*lling it.

She's only doing Platinum from now on.

Wait, really?

f*ck, yeah. You're about to make
some real f*cking money, baby.

[Whispers] Finally. [Giggles]

You wanna take me back,
show me your room?

Yeah, you wanna see it?

- I think I probably should, yeah.
- Okay.

Hey.

We're getting a new girl tonight.

So look at the list
and figure out who's leaving.

- We're cutting someone tonight?
- Next girl up.

- Mac: Oh, you're so tiny.
- [Jay groans]

- Ohh, no, f*cking fat, Mac.
- Ugh.

I'm actually the lightest
I've been in about a month.

- [Grunts]
- Fine.

- [Groaning]
- [Kissing]

- No, no, no.
- Ah!

No, no, no.

[Grunts, groans] Damn it!

- What?
- sh*t! Ah!

Oh, sh*t. [Sighs]

- [Grunts, chokes]
- Aw, sh*t.

♪

Jay: Yeah. Yeah.

[Mac coughs]

[Groans loudly, coughs]

And man conquered giant.

- Get off.
- Ladies, no cameras.

[Groans]

Ahh.

That sucked.

[Coughs]

- [Groans]
- [Grunts]

[Both groan]

♪

[Alvey speaks indistinctly]

- What are you giving him?
- [Breathing heavily]

You can't ask me that.

For pain, not the other sh*t.

Alvey: Okay. Come on, move, move, move.

This guy's good.
He's a good f*cking boxer.

I'm giving him some Percocet

and a sh*t of Toradol when he needs it.

Hands up, hands up, hands up, hands up.

Come on. Come on! Get serious.

What about the liquid morphine?

See how you're getting frustrated?

I want you to frustrate him. Same thing.

I want you to frustrate him.

Hey. Hey.

He's in a lot of f*cking pain.

[Speaks indistinctly]

Whoa!

Easy! What the f*ck,
you trying to take my head off?

Ryan: Does anyone here want
to actually f*cking work?

Get f*cking serious!

Who wants to f*ck...
I am f*cking serious.

No, you're not serious!

- All right, who here wants to go?
- What the f*ck are you doing?

[Downtown Boys'
"Wave of History" playing]

Who wants to f*cking go?! Huh?!

Who wants to f*cking go?
Who wants to scrap, huh?

Let's go. Come on, come on. Come on!

Who wants to go?! Huh?

You done? Are you done?

- Let's go. Save your breath.
- Let's go. Let's go.

Ah!

♪

Time, Coach.

- [Cage rattling]
- Time!

- Hey, hey. Time!
- Hey, boys!

- Hey! Hey! Hey!
- [Grunting]

♪

- Alvey!
- Stop, Ryan! Ryan!

Get off him. Get off of him.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Hey! Hey! No, no!

Where you going? Get off of me!

- Ryan: Come on, f*cking bitch!
- Is that all you got?!

- Hey, hey, hey.
- Is that all you got, you weak f*ck?!

You're the one...

No wonder why you...
You're so f*cking weak,

I can't even feel you,
you f*cking p*ssy.

Get off me. Get off of me!

- Is that how you train?
- f*cking jump on top of me?!

You're going
through the f*cking motions!

There's no f*cking plan!

- You're a f*cking head case!
- Hang on!

You gave me a bunch
of f*cking generic sh*t, bro.

You're a f*cking head case,

- My son b*at the sh*t out of you!
- You f*cking has-been. f*ck you.

You little bitch! f*ck this!

- [Shouts indistinctly]
- Get out of my gym.

- [Shouts indistinctly]
- Talk like you come from someplace.

Suck on my f*cking d*ck.

Don't talk like you come from someplace.

Come over here! Alvey,
kneel on your f*cking knees

and suck my f*cking cock, you bitch!

You don't have a cock!

Jay and Mac: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

[Shouting over each other]

Get him the f*ck outta here!

- [Shouts indistinctly]
- No. No, no, no.

- Alvey: I'll f*cking k*ll you.
- Jay: No. No.

♪

[Monique crying]

[Door slams]

Is Monique leaving?

Yes, she is.

That sucks.

She'll be fine.

Who's the new girl gonna be?

I don't know. We're picking
her up tonight.

Do you know what, like...
like, type she is?

She's Cody's girl.
[Sighs] I have no idea.

Does she look like me?

I don't know. We're just gonna
have to wait and see.

We need, like, a black girl.

Like, we don't... we don't need,
like, a girl that looks like me.

Kayla...

I don't know what decisions
he's gonna make.

Do you think I'm safe?

You're safe tonight.

I'm... I'm taking off.

Okay.

f*cking Ryan, I mean...

I don't know what the hell's
wrong with the guy.

Nothing's changed.
I give him all my time.

[Sighs]

I think he has someone in his ear.

Dom?

- Really?
- Yeah.

Huh.

You wanna handle this or should I?

No, he's my f*ck up. I'll handle it.

All right. Let me know
if you need anything.

I will. Just focus on your fight.

Ryan'll get over it.

Yeah.

Hey, who was the, uh, who was the suit

you were talking to today?

Uh, Jeremy Johnson.

He works for the company
that bought out Garo.

Oh.

Everything cool with my deal?

Yeah. Your deal's closed.

Yeah. You're gonna get paid.

Yeah. I-I mean, I don't wanna
make it all about me.

No, of course not.

He just came by to introduce
himself since we have

two fighters who are
headlining his card.

- Two?
- f*ck. One. Sorry.

- Huh.
- You are so f*cking sensitive.

- Yeah.
- You are headlining.

- We are all very clear about that.
- Great. Yes.

- And I am f*cking sensitive.
- Oh, I know.

I'm a fighter. Yeah.

What... what are you doing right now?

Let's... let's go grab a drink.

No, thank you.

- You sure?
- Yeah. I'm good.

All right. I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay.

[Hums]

Black House, American Top Team,

Team Alpha Male, f*cking AKA,

but I don't...
I don't even listen to them.

They all want me...

but I don't even listen
because I'm f*cking loyal.

You left for... for Jackson, right?

That was a long time ago.

Hey.

Hey, listen.

Alvey the coach...

- Here.
- Thanks.

Alvey the coach,

he knows that his gym
ain't sh*t without you.

But he's not thinking that right now.

He's training for a fight.

That's where his head's at.

How do you feel when you're in camp?

- [Siren wailing in distance]
- You fun to be around?

- No.
- No.

You're a cocksucker, right?

You're a m*therf*cker.

Dude, you're irritable, you're stressed,

you're about to walk into
a f*cking cage,

and you're about to go to w*r, right?

Yeah.

Buddy, that's where Alvey's at.

♪

He's not your coach right now.

He's a fighter.

Now having said that,

you're not getting the coaching

or the attention that you deserve.

I'd love to help with that.

You wanna be my coach?

No. No, no, no, sir. No, sir.

Buddy, Alvey's your coach.

Alvey's your coach.
I just wanna, you know...

cover up all the loose ends.

You know, make sure
everything's buttoned up.

Know what I mean?

Maybe that could work.

Yeah?

Hey, right?

I mean...

little touchy, you know what I mean?

I don't give a f*ck about politics, man.

I got a f*cking fight.

I agree.

I agree.

I'm thinking that

if... if... if you wanna...

you wanna have a conversation
with Lisa, you know,

I-I think that...
that... that could help.

I mean, I'd do it, but...

you know it can't come from me.

It can't come from me.

♪

Either way, I got... I got your back.
You know that, right?

♪

[Punching, shouting]
You're so bad at this.

Ah, I'm so bad at this.

How about you...
[Speaking indistinctly]

Hey. Bad idea.

[Laughs]

- Will: Just can't figure how to sh**t.
- Man: Aah!

- Hey.
- [Clears throat]

[Door closes]

Gentlemen.

[Pauses game]

- [Sighs] Give me a minute.
- Yeah.

- [Thud]
- [Sighs]

[Groans, sighs]

[Bottles rattle]

Hey, I heard about last night.

[Refrigerator closes]

I fell asleep on the beach
staring at the night sky.

It was not a police matter.

I need you to get your sh*t together.

My sh*t is together.

Could be so much f*cking worse
right now.

I'm gonna tell Dad,

and I need you to be around for that.

Can you do that for me, please?

I can.

No more f*cking sh*t up.

- No more disappearing.
- I will be there.

Full stop.

[Dogs barking in distance]

[Pills rattle]

Jay, it's me.

You took something out of
my bathroom that I f*cking need,

and I want it back.

Call me. Call me!

- f*ck.
- [Touchscreen clicks]

Well, I prefer natural.

Enzo?

[Laughs]

Uh, yeah, the same place off Lincoln.

Ryan: [Laughs]
Wait, mine or yours? [Laughing]

- Wait, what?
- [Door closes]

[Speaks indistinctly]

You walking me to
my f*cking car or something?

Yeah, dude. I'm a gentlemen.

- Were we on a date?
- [Speaks indistinctly]

I'm feeling
a little sensitive. [Laughs]

[Laughs] You can't be
sensitive in this business, bro.

- Hey.
- [Car door closes]

- f*ck you doing?
- [Sighs]

What's really going on
with you and Lisa?

[Siren wailing, dog barking]

What do you mean?

It's just a lot of weird energy
with you guys.

She was...

The protein thing, she was upset.

Yeah. And we... [Stammers]

We sorted... we sorted it out, yeah.

No, no, this is...
there's more than that.

Like, I'm not f*cking blind,
dude. Don't do that.

Just...

But don't lie to me.

You should ask her.

I'm asking you, man to man.
Something happen?

I didn't know about you guys.

Did you f*ck her?

We were both sh*t-faced.

It was a... it was...
it was a one-time thing.

One-time thing.

The minute that I knew she was yours,

I f*cking k*lled that sh*t.

And I feel... I feel f*cked up right now.

Yeah, don't.

No.
No, it's a long... it's a long time ago.

[Stammers]

I-I just would never have...
have done you that way.

- You know what I mean?
- Forget it. Honestly, you didn't know.

- [Groans]
- How would you know? Right?

- f*cking mistake, though.
- You didn't know, man.

- It was a f*cking mistake.
- You didn't know.

We're good.

- We're good. [Laughs]
- Yeah?

Yeah, dude.

f*cking... [Speaks indistinctly]

Dude...

I just wouldn't let Alvey know
just 'cause of the baby, man.

- They've been through a lot.
- No, no.

I-I-I know. My bad.

Oh, you do know about that?

Yeah.

But you didn't hear about me and Lisa?

No.

No. No.

All right, man.

Drive safe, brother.

[Chuckles]

[Car door opens]

Woman: What'd you have in mind

- for tonight, baby?
- [Car door closes]

Everything.

Oh, good.

I charge a grand for that.

- [Chuckles] No, you don't.
- [Laughs]

How much do you have?

- Me?
- Mm-hmm.

I have $ right here, cash.

[Scoffs]

The agency takes $ , baby.

- I'm not f*cking for $ .
- Oh.

- Mm.
- It's all I got.

There's an ATM down the street.

- An ATM?
- Mm-hmm, with money.

Oh, f*ck, man.

[Whispers] I want to.

- You do?
- I do.

[Whispers] I do.

All right, $ for an hour.

And I'll buy a bottle of wine.

- Red...
- Mm...

Red or white?

Champagne, but only because I like you.

Nick : ♪ How long
can this journey go on? ♪

♪ Will I find the place
I'm meant to go? ♪

♪ Will dreams fall down around us ♪

♪ Just like the winter snow? ♪

♪ Another year has come and gone ♪

[Sighs]

♪ Will my luck hold for one year more? ♪

[Exhales slowly]

♪ I think of how far that I've come ♪

♪ And what's been left behind ♪

- [Mouths word]
- ♪ When will they ♪

♪ Carry my body down? ♪

Oh! Sorry.

Wake the f*ck up, man.

- ♪ When will they ♪
- My bad.

It's all right.

- ♪ Carry my body down? ♪
- All you.

Uh, Comanche and Magnums.

♪ Will they take you from the river ♪

♪ After I've jumped right in
and drowned? ♪

♪ Will they find it on the b*ttlefield ♪

♪ On the spot I stood my ground? ♪

Yo, hey. Let's go.

♪

- [Car door opens]
- Where's the champagne?

- Ah, they didn't have any.
- [Car door closes]

- [Engine starts]
- Oh.

[Gears shift]

You doing okay, baby?

- Yeah, I'm good.
- Good.

- You?
- Yeah.

[Tires screech]

- You in a hurry?
- Uh, little bit.

[Engine revs]

♪ I searched to find what I have lost ♪

♪ And that which I've never known ♪

♪ And when I find that I'm gone ♪

Are we following these people?

What did you say your name
was again, sweetheart?

- Rachel.
- Rachel.

Rachel, sweetheart, listen...
here you go.

You're officially on the clock.
Take that.

Why the f*ck are we following
these people?

I want you to do me a favor...

find a station that you like
and don't talk.

- [Scoffs]
- ♪ Carry my body down? ♪

♪ When will they ♪

♪ Carry my body down? ♪

♪ Will they cut it from
a hangman's noose ♪

♪ After the sentence has come down? ♪

♪ Will anyone be there to mourn ♪

♪ A villain's passing to the gr... ♪

[Music stops]

[Car doors open]

[Car doors close]

[Speaks inaudibly]

Is that her family?

[Sighs]

Hey.

[Line rings]

[Ring]

Hi, this is Christina...

f*ck.

- [Cellphone thuds]
- What the f*ck am I doin'?

[Exhales slowly]

Is there somewhere I could take you?

Um, maybe we should...

Let's just go back to the hotel.

Christina: I left my phone in the car.

I'm just gonna go get it.

[Cellphone dings, vibrates]

[Touchscreen clicking]

Come on.

[Cellphone chimes]

[Cellphone dings, vibrates]

[Sighs]

[Cellphone thuds]

Aren't you gonna go say something?

♪