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Ladies and gentlemen, it's fight night number nine.

And this is the one we've all been waiting for.

In the red corner, it's the Ruski Vladimir the Hammer

Skarsgård.

And in the black corner, it's the pretty boy. It's one round Eddie.

Will one round Eddie live up to his name? Or will the hammer come crashing

and make history.

We're going to find out in the center ring. It's our referee.

We've already discussed the rules in your dressing room, but I want to remind

you to protect yourselves in there at all times.

Listen to my commands and obey.

When I say break, I want you to take our clean step back.

Any questions?

Good. Good luck to both of you. Shake hands now. Go to your corners and wait

the sound of the bell.

The boxers to their corners. Whoa, here is the beautiful Ashley.

She's a muse that wears no shoes. And as history repeats itself, we probably

will not be seeing her for round number two.

But that's enough gloviating. Let's get to it.

Shit! Shit!

Oh, fuck.

This common sense, he was a dang dong.

And she was a nice girl from Hong Kong.

And this romance wouldn't last too long.

Even though she was wearing a tiny thong.

But she had that sweet little Asian glow.

And he would have liked to have her in tow.

But she didn't want him around no more.

And she would have to tell him.

Yeah, that's right. I don't know. I don't know what people see in them. I

goddamn horses, all they do is attract flies.

I mean, the flies are every fucking way.

Jesus Christ, man, I'm telling you.

Oh, yeah, they cost a lot more than a fucking car.

Yeah, you do. Wait a minute. Hold on a second.

Hold on.

Oh!

Hey, buddy.

Yeah! Excuse me, sir.

What? What is it? What? Do you see I'm busy here? I'm just trying to say I'm

taking out a load right now. Okay. All right.

Okay. All right. Rusty's here, by the way. Rusty. Okay.

That's great. That's great.

Yeah. Yeah.

Damn it, man. Oh, that mope.

He's a good old boy.

I think he's gonna want money, though. Yeah.

Uh, look, uh, hang on. Hey, hey, uh, sweetheart, can you tell him to come in?

Can you do that?

What, boss? Can you get Rudy in here? Huh?

Can you? Okay.

Yeah, sure, no problem.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, come on in, Rudy. What can I do for you?

Boss, I gotta go get my nails done.

Bye.

It's... It's Rusty, sir. I think that's my best hire.

That's just beautiful, smart.

She's smart as a whip.

Yeah?

Whip. I didn't mean to say that.

I was just wondering if I could get my paycheck.

But is the truck unloaded?

It's over there now. They're working on it. So you want payment before the work

is... completed is that uh that's not very professional is it no no no no i'm

not i'm not trying to be a professional sir it's been three weeks oh it's just

what three weeks three weeks yeah three fucking weeks oh my god who the fuck is

running this ship here huh i don't know i don't know you think you can do a

better job than i can i mean no i mean because i'm fucking it up No, no, I'm

not trying to say that. Well, look, how about this? Look, I tell you what.

Maybe you can unload the truck today and then come back here tomorrow afternoon

and we'll clear up the whole matter. Yeah, yeah, yeah, tomorrow.

Oh, sure. Okay. Absolutely.

All right. Oh, great. Thanks, boss. Thanks, Rudy.

Son of a bitch. Where is that?

Okay, you bastard.

Hello?

Hi, Rusty.

Can you come around?

Something's wrong with my plumbing.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I'll be right over.

Here we are, Rusty. A nice, wet lemonade.

Thank you, ma 'am. You're welcome.

Appreciate it.

So, how's it going?

It's good, yeah.

You've just got a lot of growth down there.

Think you can tame it?

Yeah. Okay, look, get to the point. Fuck the grass.

I have a much bigger job for you.

Let's go inside.

Inside the house?

Thank you.

I want you to kill someone for me.

Come again?

Execute, eliminate, snuff, neutralize, take out.

Okay.

Why? He killed my husband.

Jim? Yes.

No, the police said that Jim... Said it was an accident, fishing in the same

spot for 20 years, and he drowns, and they don't find his body. He was

and that bastard got off scot -free.

Who? What bastard?

Our yard manager, Bruce.

I hired an accountant to check the books.

There were inconsistencies, to say the least.

Only I can't prove it. Little rat covered his trail.

Candace, listen, I understand your upset. Upset? I'm focused.

I am so focused. I'm more focused than I've been in the last 20 years from when

I first set sights on my gym, God rest his soul.

But it has been...

Hard around here with Jim gone.

Kenneth, I'm really sorry, but killing somebody is not going to change

It's not about the money.

He gave me something.

He gave me a painting.

He gave it to me on our wedding day, and one day I was going to give it to her

daughter.

Please.

I'm begging you.

If you can't do it, bring him to me and I'll do it myself.

I just want to know the truth.

Okay.

2 ,000 up front.

50 ,000 if you find my painting.

Kill that bastard.

And find out where they buried my Jim.

I need to think about this.

Okay.

Take your time.

Whatever you decide.

Thank you.

Oh, hey, check it out. Here it comes, here it comes.

Oh, you want a piece of me?

Well, say hello to my little friends.

Hey, Jerry, how the hell do you have that memorized already?

More importantly, how do you even have this? This is still in theaters.

Connections, mofo. I got me connections, lots of them. Oh, man, the only

connections you have still live in their parents' basement.

Oh, I make fun of you all your life, but when the end of the world comes, you

guys are going to be all running to me.

Oh, you know what? I forgot. What day is that? Oh, man. What day is that? Oh,

man. Happening sooner than you get laid.

Whoa! Oh!

We got plenty of time.

We got time.

We got time. Yeah, yeah. Just keep it up. Yeah, Rusty will shut that mouth for

you. Hey, don't make promises you can't keep. I'm not getting involved.

What are you talking about? No, no. You're at the center of this, Rusty,

The system's got you by your balls, okay? See that beer you're drinking? All

right? The food you buy? Hell, even the toothpaste you use? All owned by, like,

five different companies.

Oh, see? Now you've done it. See? Now you've done it.

The economy's shitting bricks, bricks that we owe to China.

FEMA,

that shit's real. And then China, Russia, Saudi Arabia all made a deal,

we're not even in on it. Gary! Gary! Gary! Enough of your conspiracy

okay? That's bullshit!

It is bullshit. The economy is fine.

Unemployment is low. These are facts. These are facts. My big brother is not

going to turn us into soylent green.

And I have proof. I got a raise.

I got a raise. You got a raise?

You got a...

Of course you would, you liberal elitist motherfucker.

You know what? If you just pull your hillbilly head out of your redneck ass

five minutes at your job and quit swiping right, you know, maybe you'd get

raise, too. Guys, guys, guys, see, this is how they do it. They're dividing us.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You guys gonna keep yapping or you gonna let me earn some rent money? Come on,

I'm all in.

Oh, man, you short again?

Yeah, well, fucking Buddy keeps telling me he'll pay me next week.

Asshole, man. You know what? You need to switch it up and quit that job, man.

I got all my money tied up in that truck. What am I supposed to do? You can

cleaner. A cleaner?

Yeah, like Boris.

What, like a hitman?

Damn right. Look, my friend Bill, he'll hook you up. Oh, yeah, Bill, the gun

that with a creepy garage.

He's a survival specialist.

If it kills, it's that Bill.

Catchy. Yeah, see, a hitman, you get to take out assholes and get paid for it.

And the women.

Oh, yeah, and the jail time.

And getting shot.

Oh, come on. There must be hundreds of places around here where you can hide a

body. Don't ask, don't tell. Yeah, Gary's asshole. First place I'd go. Oh,

believe it. I believe it. You should think about it. You'd be great at it. In

fact, I think it wouldn't be your first time, huh?

Oh, come on. Oh, what, too soon?

Too. Oh, too soon? Too soon? Well, if you didn't like that, you guys aren't

going to like this.

Flush, motherfuckers!

Oh! No, no, no, no, no! Oh, you fucking pocket king!

Oh, no, no, no, no, no!

Mask it!

Mask it! Yeah, yeah, okay, yeah, there you go. Here, here.

I gotta go to work. Sorry.

Okay, yeah.

Buddy's got me running loads right now.

It can't be, man. I need, like... Headed to the desert, which is weird because

there's no horses there, but I'll see you all later.

That does sound weird. All right, yeah.

Be safe.

All right.

Don't invite him next time, please. Yeah, yeah, fuck that guy.

Fuck.

He's not here again.

Has to be. There's his truck.

Yes, can I help you?

Rusty Tulock?

Yeah.

You're Rusty Tulock?

Yes. Can I help you?

I'm Mrs. Williams from the Sackburg Bank, and this is my associate, Mr.

Goldstein. And we are here because you have not reached out to us once on your

lack of payments.

And you haven't been returning our calls. And we came here to ask you what

plans are.

Look, it's been a little hard to get paid lately.

And what I have been paid has just not been cutting it, so... Looks like you

need a second job. A second job? It's way too late for that. We're sorry, but

this is your final letter from us. You need to remove yourself from the

in 30 days.

I'm sorry, Mr. Tulock, but she sometimes jumps to conclusions.

Why

did

you take the letter?

Gloria, you really need to work on your soul.

He's really trying.

Whatever.

Really.

Come on.

I'll get you some coffee. I don't need any coffee.

Thanks.

Shit, man. 30 days?

Yeah, 30 days, man.

Sucks. You could stay with me in my trailer if you... Now there's an

prospect. I appreciate that.

Hey, this calls for a drink.

To hitting rock bottom. Never thought you'd get there before, Gary. Go with

I said I'm sorry.

Not good enough. I said let go, asshole.

Go with me.

Hey!

Leave her alone.

Mind your own business, asshole.

Don't make me hurt you like I did last time.

Hey, Rusty, what the hell are you doing here?

Trust me, Rusty.

You little boy.

You this bitch got more spice than you.

Fucking right.

Stop being such a melodramatic little bitch.

He'll be fine, fortunately.

Come on, man.

Get up.

Get up.

Come on.

Not this mood of this rescue.

Yeah.

Uh, sure.

When? You'll have to figure that out yourself.

But make it soon.

I have a tendency to change my mind.

We're at a bar.

Wow.

Thanks, boys.

It's been fun.

Garrett.

Come in.

Candace. Oh.

I'm so sorry. I can come back. No, no, no.

Come on in, please.

Can I get your drink?

No, ma 'am.

No, thank you.

So, I take it you've been considering my offer?

Yes. Yes, I have been.

And?

I'll do it. I'll do it.

Fantastic.

Would have been a shame to kill someone as handsome as you.

I'm kidding.

I'm just kidding.

I'll be right back.

Here you are.

$2 ,000 as promised.

And everything you need is in this folder.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Oh, no. That's okay.

So, I just have one little problem.

I need you to be very discreet.

My husband's business wasn't exactly above board.

Your husband was a criminal?

No, no, no, nothing like that. All the paperwork on the sand and gravel was

appropriate. On the side, he sold storage, and we just don't know what was

stored.

And in here is a picture of my beloved painting.

Here it is. Yes.

It's not worth much on the open market, but to me it has priceless memories.

And you're sure it was Bruce that killed your husband? No question.

All the embezzlement occurred from the units under his control.

He's still running the official business. I guess he figures he got off

I am afraid.

I'm afraid if he knows I know, I'll be next.

Anyway, everything I have on him is in there.

He's a creature of habit. He goes out for a smoke every evening at 5.

Well?

They say bad habits will kill you.

Let's hope so.

It will be.

Gee, whoa, whoa!

Who are you?

I'm Rusty, ma 'am.

Don't ma 'am me. I ain't your ma 'am.

What do you want? I'm here to see Bill.

Never seen you before.

I'm sorry.

Gary gave me the address. I'm here to see Bill.

Get off here. Come on.

Yeah.

Gary? That paranoid little fella?

Yeah, Gary.

Well, he a candidate for a room with padded walls.

You crazy?

No. A cop?

No.

Suicidal?

No.

Homicidal? No, no, of course not. I just wanted to hunt deer.

Good God almighty.

Never thought I'd meet a worse liar than my husband.

Bill!

Company! There's 20 to a box.

How many do you want?

Five.

Seven. Ten.

Ten. Yeah, ten boxes. All right.

Ten boxes.

Do you have blanks?

Yeah, we got blanks. You need blanks. Yeah. I'm not going to ask why you need

blanks. Got blanks. We got blanks. Yep.

Hey, bitch.

Those deer can be mighty quick and untrustworthy.

Best to have some protection.

Thank you, ma 'am. Lily.

Thank you.

Lily. Uh, Bill?

Tread noble.

Okay.

Uh, oh.

Oh, uh, yeah.

Yeah, just count that out.

Make of a woman.

All right.

Hello? Hey.

This is... It's Rusty.

I met you at the bar the other day. Well, well.

If it isn't one round.

Took you long enough.

Thought you lost your nerve.

No, no, no.

You were right. I owe you one. Wow.

Take you one for the team.

That's noble.

I don't mean it like that.

Do you bat for the other team?

What?

Hell no. No.

What makes you think that?

Megan. Megan told you that I bat for the other team? What?

That's my name.

Oh.

Oh, Megan. Yeah.

It's beautiful.

Hello?

8 p .m.

Tonight. At Jake.

Yeah, okay. All right.

I'll see you.

Get him inside and get him to talk.

Get him inside and just get him to talk.

We're closed, man.

Yeah, my fuel filter clogged. I just wanted to see if I could pick up a new

Do I look like a fucking parts store to you?

You look like a pencil.

No, you don't look like a parts store.

You want to say that to my face, you ugly, dumb fucking trucker?

Sure. Why don't you turn around? I'm getting sick and tired of talking to

asshole anyway.

Are you alright?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Oh, you're a squirrely son of a bitch, I'll give you that.

Fucking shooting at me!

Lucky for me you brought that little toy along.

Makes it a lot easier to look like self -defense.

Is this where you killed Jim?

What the fuck are you saying?

How'd you do it?

Is that what this is about?

Did that ugly bitch tell you that bullshit?

Why you're bumping uglies?

No.

Look. I've killed a lot of people in my time.

Men, women, children, dogs, cats.

Once even a cute little pig named Buttons.

You don't want to name him.

And you, soon enough.

But Jim?

No, I didn't kill him.

Much as I wanted to.

But who did it?

I don't get paid to ask questions.

Well, you're gonna.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Take it easy. You were taking money from Candace.

What, did Jim find out? I didn't take her money.

If I had her money, I'd be in fucking Panama right now.

No, I don't think... Come on, come on.

Easy?

Take it easy.

You might as well kill me because I ain't talking.

Oh, yeah.

How about that? Oh, don't I know you from somewhere?

Maybe I will go at your girlfriend tonight, huh?

Show her how real men perform.

Not going to do it.

Hey.

Hey.

One round.

You look surprised.

Yeah, in a good way.

I was hoping to get here before you.

My daddy always said, hope in one hand, piss in the other.

See which one fills it first.

Oh.

Yeah, he's a smart man.

Yeah, he was.

So, how about that drink?

Oh, yeah, uh, Walt?

Yeah? Hey, can I get two tequilas, two beers, two wines, and a glass of water?

And I don't know if you have peanuts or if it's just the pretzels. I had just

pretzels today. And, uh, can I make a suggestion?

Yeah. The wine will make you drunk.

Oh, uh, mix the wine.

Tequila and beer.

What, are you trying to get me drunk one round?

Oh, no, the water's for you.

Okay.

Touché, Rusty, touché.

Ooh, thank you, Walt.

We're going to need some more of these.

Okay.

So, tell me about yourself.

I'm rich.

As we all are.

Yeah, exactly.

At least I thought I was until my dad died.

Oh.

Recently?

I mean, it feels like it was yesterday.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, it happens.

You just never think it'll happen to you, you know?

Always other people, but never you.

And then it does.

Yeah.

I am just a barrel of laughs this evening.

Sorry.

My parents died when I was 22.

Oh, my God.

How?

They were murdered.

Oh, my God.

Yeah.

I think my dad was murdered, too.

The cops, they say it was just an accident.

But... You don't think so?

I don't know. It's just...

Never mind.

Two more shots on the house.

Anything else?

No, that's great. Thank you.

If you need anything, just holler.

Salute. Oh, wait, wait, wait.

I'm sorry. I was just eating. That was a hint, Rusty.

I'm not very good at hints. You have to spell it out.

No, I still didn't get it. Can you spell it out again?

Oh, my God.

Rusty, take your shot.

Hi. Hop in.

You sure you don't want to come with me? I can't. I can't.

I'll call you, okay?

Okay.

I

ain't

playing games, Bruce.

And I imagine you don't want to play games either.

So you're going to tell me everything I want to know.

You're empty.

Well, it was empty, but now there's a bullet in it.

One bullet?

Please, you don't do Russian roulette with a semi -auto, you dumbass.

Well, you can if you take a bunch of blanks and you mix them all up and you

don't know which is which.

Just shoot me, man.

You fucking amateur.

Just get it over with.

Bruce? I'm not talking.

Bruce,

I'm going to count to three.

One.

Two.

God damn it, Bruce.

Bruce, if I say three, I'm going to fucking shoot you.

Yeah, right.

Jesus Christ!

Oh, my God!

Oh, man!

You blew my whole fucking ear off!

Oh, Jesus!

Shut up, all right? I can't hear what... What are you saying, man?

You blew my fucking ear off! Shut up, or I'll blow your other ear off!

All right, that's better.

Who killed Jim? I don't know, man.

Yeah.

Well, I got a theory.

I got a theory, okay?

Here's the theory.

Jim was in pretty deep.

I mean, way deep was him real.

Real bad people.

There's a boss who goes by the name of Big G.

And Jim was getting a little tight.

And he thought, Jesus, he stole money from Big G.

Not a good idea.

Would have hit on him.

Yeah.

That's it, man.

He blew my fucking ear off.

Jesus! All right, all right.

The killer's two towns up, okay? I got word to him that this Asian

massage parlor goes by the name of Double D. I never talked to him. I never

him. I just know that there was a drop -off.

I took...

Yeah, you sold him out. No, man, I didn't sell him out. He sold me out.

He said that I took the money.

He sold me out.

And that's the end of it.

Turnabout, fair play, man.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Ruth, you know I can't let you go.

Wait a second.

I knew you looked familiar.

You're one round Eddie, aren't you?

Huh?

You can't know about that. How do you know about that?

Oh, huge.

Blanks, huh?

over this again.

When the rangers go in the house, you hop out, hop the trunk, and I'm going to

switch to that.

Got it.

Knife, why are the lights still on?

They're cool.

We're not in pursuit.

Not yet.

Why the hell you guys have your lights on still?

Vincent wants them on.

I didn't say that. Yes, you did.

Hello, boys.

Morning, ma 'am.

Sorry to bother you this morning. I'm Detective Dickinson. This is Detective

Gilson.

I wondered if we could speak to you this morning.

Sure. Anything wrong?

Um, may we come in?

Oh, yes, of course. Come on in.

We got several reports of gunshots fired last night in the vicinity of your

business.

We investigated and it appeared to be signs of an altercation.

Oh, no.

Oh, my God. Was anyone hurt?

There was some blood at the scene, but we're still waiting on the results from

our lab.

Is there anything that you might have heard or can tell us?

No.

Nothing. What's going on?

Why are the cops here?

Did they find something about Daddy's murder?

I'm sorry, whose murder?

Jim Palmer.

Jim Palmer's death was an accident.

Is there anything about your husband's death that you haven't shared with us?

No, no, no, sir.

Nothing at all. My daughter's just... A little excitable is all. Excitable.

Listen, look, I understand, and I'm sorry for your loss.

Have you heard anything from your husband's business associate? I believe

name is... Bruce Swinger.

Springer.

Okay, Bruce Springer.

You know, he didn't show up for work today.

Is that what this is about?

Is Bruce missing, too?

No, sweetie, these gentlemen are just letting us know that last night there

some sort of altercation at the gravel yard.

That's all.

That's right, miss. We got reports of shots fired. Well, that's not that odd.

Bruce sometimes shoots cans out back.

He and Daddy used to.

Absolutely. I'm sure that's all it was.

Listen, listen.

Is there any other information, anything you can think of?

Anything?

That can help us out.

No.

No.

Been pretty normal around here.

Okay. In that case, I'm going to leave you with my card.

And in case you think of anything at all, please let us know. Great. Thank

Thank you very much.

Thank you for coming by.

Don't do that in front of them. Dude.

Ah, perfect.

Oh.

Officer, did you... Oh, Rusty, come on in. Oh, my gosh, you were fast.

Last night will go down as one of the greatest nights of my life. No, no.

Hey, Mom.

Megan?

Rusty? What are you doing here?

I live here, asshole.

Oh, no.

Candace isn't your mom.

Ding, ding, ding. You two have met.

Oh.

No, this is not. This isn't what it looks like.

You know what? Silly me.

I forgot first dating rule number one.

Ask if you're banging my mom. Honey.

Oh, what? So this was last night's mystery, guys? God, no wonder you didn't

home with me last night. No, Megan, please, look, just, let's talk about

Oh, God.

Please. No, you know what?

Go fuck yourself.

Or my mom. Oh, honey.

No, Megan. Come on.

We can share.

You know, she'll get over it. She always does. I should. So, where's my

painting? My painting.

I don't have it. Okay, well, where'd you bury him? We can look for clues in his

wallet. Listen, I didn't kill Bruce.

I shot him.

Okay, so where is he?

I don't know.

He got away. He hit me over the head, and he got away.

I got a lead, like a clue, you know?

A lead?

Yeah. Like, did that lead lead...

Those nice detectives straight to my house today?

I don't think so. I don't know. What did they say?

Luckily, they were as clueless as you are at the moment.

Yeah, no, no. They don't know about our arrangement.

We don't have an arrangement.

I suggest you remember that.

I also suggest you go out and you find my painting.

Especially if you ever want to see Megan again.

Get out of my house.

Yes, ma 'am.

How y 'all doing? Look at my little cocks.

Yeah, okay.

Hey, Lily.

Wasn't expecting you back so soon.

You're running from something.

I need another gun. What happened to the first one?

Well... The truth.

So help me God, I'll write those words in blood on a piece of paper, and I'll

make you swallow them. I lost it.

Phil!

Damn it, Lily, what is it that you want?

Bring rest of the nine millimeter.

Oh, Rusty's back.

Hey, Rusty.

It's your lucky day.

I'm giving away free life lessons with every gun purchase.

I don't need that.

Yes, ma 'am.

See that deer?

Yeah. He's criticizing you.

Telling you you ain't man enough.

Yeah. Now, do you feel it?

Yeah. Do you feel the blood burning in your veins?

Yeah. Then what are you gonna do?

Uh... Wrong!

You ever try pissing with a boner?

No. Don't be coy with me, boy.

You got more experience with that one -eyed snake than you do that nine.

Why you think that beauty's any different?

Guilt, fear, and anger.

They ain't nothing but emotion.

You're going to have to take them and put them in an ice cold cage.

This is a beautiful woman.

She deserves to be respected.

Focus on her.

We may make a hunter out of you after all.

Hello. How can I help you?

Yeah, I was told I could find Double D here.

Maybe you could show me to him.

Shit.

Sorry.

Sure. Let me see if he can go see you.

Oh, I was wondering if maybe we could keep it a surprise.

I'll be right back.

I'm going to warm up the oil. So go and flip over for me, okay?

You don't mind if I change before we do this, do you?

Yes, I'm talking to you, Mr. Creeper in the corner.

What do you work for?

I will be asking the questions, if that's okay.

Ask away.

I'm an open book.

You just stay right over there.

That's far enough.

Touchy, touchy.

This your first time?

Why do you people keep asking me that?

Just a question.

Jim Palmer.

You killed him.

I need to know what you did with him.

Uh -oh.

Has the little birdie been telling you things?

Don't play games with me.

Such a dom.

Enough of the sexy stuff.

Fine. You want a rough?

You'll never find him or his money.

Tell me about Jim Palmer.

What's in it for you?

Tell me!

Are you gonna kill me?

That depends on how helpful you are. Who paid you?

I don't know.

That's all I've got.

Try again.

Who sent you?

The daughter.

You.

You double D?

Why is everyone so surprised by that?

I guess the name fits.

Eyes up, asshole.

Asshole? This asshole just saved your life.

I came here to warn you?

Yes. Warning received.

However, it wouldn't be necessary if you kept your mouth shut in the first

place.

Right! Three!

Kill him!

Kill him!

I can't hear a thing! Come on. Someone hired you to track down Jim's killer,

didn't they?

He's as responsible as I am.

Do it.

Wait, wait, wait.

I know who killed your parents.

What do you mean?

Oh, could you two stop lactating and get on with it? Bill and Melissa, June the

15th.

Does it ring a bell? For fuck's sake, so the lumps use Google. Get on with it

already. Shut up!

Oh, fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck. This is really bad.

We've got to get the fuck out of here. We're leaving now.

Come on.

You're not going anywhere.

Tell me who killed my parents.

Easy. Who killed my parents?

All right, I'm going to tell you.

It was an enforcer. He went by the name of Angel.

And Jim and I, back in the day, we worked with him.

And you were supposed to throw the fight, remember? And when you didn't...

He got the fucking call.

And you know what?

It's bad. It's really bad. And I'm so sorry, but we've got to get out of here

now, man.

Grab her legs.

Come on. Get her legs.

Right now.

Get her legs.

Alrighty, Bruce.

I'm gonna go see if I can find a shovel.

What?

I'm gonna go see if I can find a shovel.

Go, man.

Okay? I'm gonna be over here.

Ah, my head.

What the fuck are you doing here? Right.

Megan? Wait, were you expecting my mom or something?

Oh my god, were you guys going to... here?

What? No.

What are you guys playing Jane and fucking Tarzan of the gravel pit?

Yeah, Megan, yeah.

We're playing Jane and fucking Tarzan of the gravel pit.

Well, you know, I'm investigating a fucking crime here, so... Bye.

Megan.

Nothing happened.

I mean,

it's not like my mom and dad ever had a healthy relationship.

They were always seeing other people, and, you know, I'm just a dysfunctional

fucking magnet, so it makes sense.

Megan.

What?

Come on, Russ. You can't just piss your way out of this.

Why not?

What is that?

It's ketchup.

Oh.

Okay, good.

What, did you think it was blood?

Yeah, for a second it kind of looked like it. I don't know. I'm just kind of

paranoid. Sorry.

Yeah.

Wait. What are you doing here?

Same as you.

I'm investigating, too.

Really?

Well, yeah. I...

Didn't want somebody coming after you and your mom, so, you know, what have

found?

Well, it's just too weird, isn't it? I mean, first my dad, then Bruce.

Yeah. I think there was definitely a fight here. There's bullets under the

Well, I mean, it could just be Bruce letting off steam, you know.

Then where is he?

I'm right here.

Yeah. Hey.

Hey. I'm right here.

I'm right here.

Jesus Christ, Bruce. What the hell happened to you?

Oh, my God. What happened?

Well, would you believe I got drunk and tried to pierce my fucking ear?

With a gun?

Seemed like a good idea at the time.

Well. Where have you been?

Sleeping it off.

Okay, well, we should tell the cops. What?

No, no, no, no, no. No need for the cops. Uh -uh. I feel stupid enough as it

all right?

Well, my mom has her card.

Look, Rusty will help me out.

Won't you, Rusty?

Oh, yeah.

All right.

Sure. Wait, you guys know each other?

Oh, yeah. I came here the other day, and, you know, we hit it off.

They sure did, yeah.

Uh -huh. Wow.

Is that your truck?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, um... Two Lock Trucking. Yeah, that's my name. Yeah.

Well, if you want to make this morning up to me... I do, yeah.

Take me for a ride.

Later, yeah, anytime.

No.

Now. What's your deal?

No, it's just, it's dirty. It's a work truck.

What, does it smell like perfume or something?

Do you have another girl in there?

No.

Oh my God.

That's it, isn't it?

No. How many girls are you fucking?

Megan, no.

What is it, a guy then?

Ah, it's roadkill.

Roadkill.

Rusty?

Saw a dead deer on the highway.

And he stopped, pulled that big thing over, and grabbed it and put it in the

back. It's a mess.

It's a mess.

You don't want to go there.

Yeah. It's pretty bad.

It's a mess.

You know what?

You guys are being fucking weird.

Whatever.

Megan.

Creepers.

Creepers, huh?

Roadkill. Roadkill.

Yeah, what did you want me to do? Tell her that you shot me?

Huh?

I thought it was pretty good. What were you coming up with?

I don't know. You kind of derailed me when you talked about piercing your ears

with a fucking gun.

Yeah, well, do me a favor. Would you go get the shovels and start digging?

I am going to go get the shovels. Do it.

Hey. We didn't check her.

Yeah. Shit, we didn't look. I know.

You better get it.

Why don't you get it?

No, you get it.

All right.

Let me see it.

It's Big G. What?

Really?

Answer it. I'm not gonna.

You answer it.

No, it's locked. Hang on. Oh, it's got a passcode on it, I'm sure.

No, a text came through. Hang on.

What's it say?

Buddy.

That motherfucker.

You know him?

Yes, I do.

Dirtbag. Fucker.

I'm paying that motherfucker a visit. It's payday.

Four shots fired.

Yeah, do you think Big G's acting up?

I hope so. I want to get my hands on him.

I just settled for discovering who the fuck this guy is.

Rusty, come on in. I didn't expect you back so soon.

What's up?

I've got good news.

You found Bruce.

Jim's killer is dead.

Fantastic. So where is he?

I thought it was you.

What are you doing here?

I was here looking for you. Came to see you, dear. Yeah, that's right. Just

asking where you were.

Cut the bullshit.

You always were a bad liar, Mom.

You know, let's just leave her be. I don't want her to suspect anything.

deal with this later.

Yeah. Go.

Megan! You know, I'm really trying here, but if you're going to keep running out

on me like this every time, I'm not going to keep following you.

I like playing games.

You could have fooled me.

Okay, answer me this.

Were you here to see me?

No, I was here to see your mom.

I knew it.

Megan, it's not like that. I work for your mom.

I know. She told me you're the garden boy.

No.

I do other things for your mom, too.

Oh, my God. She pays you? No.

Megan, seriously?

Oh, for crying out loud.

No, I... I investigate for your mom.

Investigating?

Your dad.

We've talked about this.

Oh.

Well... What have you found?

Can you keep secret?

What's wrong?

What's going on?

Afternoon,

Mayor.

Megan, isn't it?

I'd like to speak with you.

Why? I think this might be...

Better discussed in private, ma 'am.

You.

You look familiar.

Do I know you?

Oh, no, I don't think so.

Your face. I know this face.

Ever been arrested?

No. No, sir. No, I haven't.

I was just messing with you.

Um, live around here?

Yeah. Uh, not far.

Seen anything unusual lately?

Unusual like what?

Flashy cars, late night visitors, you know, anything like that.

Excuse me, but what the fuck are you asking?

Are you saying my mom's a drug dealer?

No.

No. No, not at all, Megan. Actually, we're looking out for your safety.

So, I want to make sure that, you know, now that, uh...

Bruce. Bruce.

Ever since Bruce's disappearance.

Oh, Bruce is fine.

What? He's fine. He got drunk and had an accident.

Accident? Who had an accident?

Bruce.

Bruce. Have you heard from him?

No. Have you?

I did.

I saw him last night.

Can you give me a time and a location for this meeting between you all? It

wasn't a meeting.

Ran into him at the gravel yards around, I don't know, 8 p .m., I guess.

What were you doing at the gravel yards so late?

Looking for him.

For clues.

Clues? Yes, clues.

What do you think you guys are the only ones allowed to investigate suspicious

things? Uh, yeah.

I was out there and I ran into Rusty and Bruce.

Rusty? So how do you know Bruce?

Oh, uh.

I bought a part for my truck off him a while back. What about last night?

No, just having a beer with him.

You know, a couple of beers.

How did he seem?

Fine.

Oh, well, you know, a little embarrassed.

Embarrassed? Well, he shut his own ears off.

Oh, my God.

What?

Why don't you go ask him yourself?

Why did you even come here?

Okay, so, um... What can you tell us about Madam... Madam Sej...

Sej Shoes, I believe.

Madam Sej Shoes Massage Parlor. Never heard of it.

Well, rumor has it it's a very nice place to get a thorough massage.

Louis, shots fired there yesterday, and their casings appear to match the ones

found outside the gravel yard.

Hmm. That's weird.

Well, I'm sure you fine boys will figure it all out. In the meantime, how about

some fresh donuts?

Donuts? Yes.

I have fresh from the bakery. Listen, it's not just cops that like donuts.

Everybody likes donuts. But yeah, I'll take you up on that. Well, cops don't

like donuts, right?

Just real quick.

Yeah? What?

Oh, hey. Oh.

He didn't do anything.

I think I have to consent to that, don't I?

You just did.

What?

Rusty?

Were you in bruise at Madam's foot?

I have to go.

Rusty, if you walk away from me, I swear to God, I'm...

You deserve better than me.

Quit your yapping.

Yeah, we got problems. The cops are coming.

Cops? Yeah, apparently we left a casing at the massage parlor.

Shit. What are we going to do now?

You know what? I got an idea.

I need a pad of paper.

Let's leave a note.

A suicide note? The cops will never get it. No, no, no. Not from her.

A note from Big G.

Oh, hey, you know what?

I think you're getting the hang of this killing thing.

Rusty.

Job's done.

Jim's killer's dead.

Bruce is still alive. Cops are on your heels.

And my painting is still missing.

Fix it. Until then, you don't see a cent.

Candace, the bank's after my house.

I need to get paid.

I don't have it. Excuse me?

I don't have it.

That painting is the only valuable thing I have. Without it, Megan and I are

broke. I even sold all my jewelry just to give you your advance.

I also need you to do me a favor.

Lay low until you find it.

And keep Megan out of this.

No, you're right.

Jeff.

Tell Megan... Nothing.

I told you not to walk away from me.

Yeah, about that.

Well, now you're going to be.

Your face.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I've always wanted to do that.

You're going to be punished.

Rusty?

Rusty?

Oh, no you didn't, you cock -sucking mother -fucking drifter.

You do not wham -bam, thank you, Megan.

There you go.

You know where.

Yeah, same old shit, different type.

Oh, get this, man. I got a brand new trailer, travel trailer.

Yeah, that one, the Echo Express Terminator.

Yeah, man.

Yeah. Oh, yeah, it's black.

Yeah, gold trim, gold wheels. Yeah, yeah, it's good. You know, it's

Yeah, it really is. But, you know, I think with a few modifications, you

it's going to be sweet. I mean.

We're going to Bama, that's for sure.

Dolly, yeah, yeah.

It's matching, you know, gold rim, gold trim. Yeah. Why not a boat?

You know, have that custom painted to match as well.

Boston Whaler, I could see you in one. Oh, shit, you know.

That suits you. I could see you in that. Oh, shit, man. I'm going to have to get

back to you about that bill, you know.

I'm just waiting on the money.

And, uh, it just, uh, it hasn't come yet.

Hey, Bar, I'm gonna head to the bank now to deposit that big check, okay?

Uh... Yeah.

Rudy.

It's rusty.

It's always been rusty. It's always gonna be rusty.

All right. I'm bad with names, all right?

Well, okay.

I'm going to need that money you owe me.

Yeah.

It's a bad time, but if you really insist... I do.

You know, that's a great word for it. I insist.

I mean, how about your tone? I mean, I'm doing you a favor. I could get ten

Mexicans to do what you're doing for the same price, you know?

Cut the bullshit, buddy. Every minute I waste here, I'm having interest. Wait,

wait, fuck you. Fuck you, fuck you. Yeah.

That's 10%. Don't make me go exponential.

Who do you think you're talking to?

I think I'm talking to a lying little prick who shits on his drivers to pay

his duty.

I don't know about that, man.

No? No.

No. I don't.

Yeah. All right.

I'll get your money.

Yeah. Got it right here. Yeah. Go.

wrist, man.

Yeah. This interest is going to cost you an arm and a leg.

Where's my money, buddy?

All right, I'm getting it. God damn it, man. Nice and slow. You fucked up my

wrist, man. Fucking broke it. Give me the fucking money. Hey, my boss is not

going to be happy about that.

About that?

Tell me about your boss.

I don't know.

You don't know?

No, I can't. No.

Let me help you out a little bit.

Big G.

How do you know that?

What's his real name?

What's his real name, buddy?

What's his name?

What's his fucking name, buddy?

Look, he's a mean bastard, all right? He will kill me. He will shoot me in the

head.

Give me a fucking name.

Give me a name, buddy. Man, I tell you what.

He's a fucking mean motherfucker.

And we only deal with the worst of the worst. The baddest men on the planet.

That's the only people we deal with. Less fucking talking, more information.

Well, none of my guys have seen him, so... You know, they're...

There is a special delivery going on today.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

Supposedly the big boss is going to collect it himself, so... Here. He's

here. No, no, no. It's not. God damn it, man.

Oh, come on. He's not coming here. Where's he coming?

Where's the delivery, buddy?

The depot.

Depot. Okay. All right. Now we're communicating.

Where's the depot?

It's... Well, there's a fucking map over there. Okay.

You just... You just... All right, you're going to drive up this way,

you're going to get... Goddamn!

Why? Look.

The record's in real time, buddy.

Come on!

I bet that's Double D's car.

Let's go take a closer look.

Look at that. It's written on her license plate.

I'm in the car.

Yeah.

Maybe this has something to do with Big G.

Maybe Bruce knows a little more than he's letting on, huh? Yeah.

Let's go ask him.

And his neighbor, what's his name?

Rusty.

I didn't have any trouble remembering his name.

Okay, now you're just making it weird.

Don't start that again.

When you said he looked familiar, it stuck, all right?

I just think there's something off about the guy.

Shifty. Okay,

Mr. Jealous.

Just get in the car.

Get in the car.

Just get in the car.

He's not here.

What are you guys doing here?

We're from the bank.

Oh, that's right. Sackburg Bank. You look familiar.

From the bank?

Yes, we're here to give him his foreclosure papers.

Foreclosure? He hasn't made a payment on his mortgage in four months. Four

months? Wow.

Things are really bad right now. Yes, they are.

We should be going.

Yeah.

One round Eddie. One round Eddie.

Excuse me. Did you say one round Eddie? Yeah.

Gilson. One -round Eddie is Rusty Tula.

Eddie? How do you figure?

Well, he's got all his boxing stuff in here, and when I first met him, he

so familiar.

No, it's him.

It's him. He's the guy that killed that kid in Oregon. Oh, no.

And it was a knockout with an accident. Listen, man, if you see him, here's our

card.

Give us a call ASAP, please.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hey, we'll see you all at the bank.

See you at the bank.

What's wrong with you, man? And wipe that powdered donut off your face. You

powdered donut all over you. I didn't even have a powdered donut.

What the fuck, man? You're snorting the evidence again.

Not really.

Not really.

Guess what?

That shit over there, that's flour and powdered sugar, you idiot.

What? How do you know that?

Forensics, man.

Come on.

Mom? Hmm?

We need to talk.

Ooh, with a tone like that, I'm gonna need more fortification. You can have

back after you answer my questions.

You know, sometimes I wonder why I had children.

Rusty's gone.

Oh?

Did you send him away?

No.

You're lying.

He had business to take care of. He went away on his own accord.

Business for you?

Yes, if you must know.

What kind?

Megan. Enough with the Inquisition. What kind?

What does it matter?

Daddy was murdered.

Wasn't he?

Yes.

Bye?

Someone he owed a lot of money to.

What?

Why?

Megan, there are some things about your dad you don't know.

Apparently, his businesses weren't

exactly legitimate.

Was he in the mob?

No, no, nothing like that. He just, some of the people that he associated with.

Well, they weren't exactly the nicest.

Play with the rattlesnake. Gonna get bit.

Too bad your daddy didn't take his own advice.

And... And Rusty is going after him?

He killed his assassin.

But the person who ordered it...

He's still out there.

Yeah, and he goes by the name of Big G. Bruce, what are you doing here?

Collecting something that's owed to me, Candace. Get out of here or I'll shoot

your ass myself.

So angry.

Friends don't kill friends.

Tell that to Jim.

I didn't kill Jim.

I just lured him to the dock, punished him a little bit, tortured him.

and then left him there for Big G's killer to finish the job. What the fuck

you saying?

No, no, no, stop!

Listen up.

It's been a change of plans.

Gather the boys.

There's some crazy son of a bitch gonna jump on Big G.

We need to be ready.

Got it?

What'll that get me?

A coffin.

Well, that's exactly what I'm trying to avoid.

Best way to invite the Grim Reaper to dance is to send him an invitation.

Well, let's make it a really big invitation.

Now, look who thinks he's Billy the Kid.

This here part of the Wild Wild West happens to be my backyard.

So I'm going to want to know who you're going after.

Big G.

Big G?

By yourself?

Take it you've heard of him.

I know enough to steer clear.

Maybe.

I should just kill you, my damn self.

Save myself a lot of trouble.

You seem like the kind of girl that can handle a lot of trouble.

If you do this, you're going to need more than just guns.

Like what?

You're going to need a plan and a little bit of help. I don't suppose you've got

those lying around, do you?

Just so happen I do.

50 % off.

You know, all that money that Jim stole from Big G, he had to put it somewhere.

It wasn't on his body.

So where is it?

I don't have it.

Bullshit.

You know what they did to me when Jim pinned his thieving on me?

Torture? Nah, it doesn't even come close.

So you're going to give me the money that supposedly I stole.

I don't.

Have it.

Look, Rusty, he's trying to get it back for me.

It's in a painting.

A painting?

Painting. Shit.

He hit it right on her big G's nose.

Ballsy bastard.

You better be telling me the truth.

Because I'm taking Megan here as insurance policy.

I didn't hear you.

Oh, for what?

Bet you're probably going to lose me with your fucked up driving.

Oh, I see.

So you think you can do better?

Yeah.

Drive.

Let me out of here!

Cut it out!

Jesus!

Let me out of the car! Shut up!

Fuck.

You just sit back and relax.

Oh, what do we have here?

Ha ha ha!

Look at the Rangers.

Slow down. You're getting too close. Come on. Wait a minute. A second ago you

said I was getting too far. Now I'm too close.

Let's go for a little ride, Rangers.

Let's go for that little ride.

Sit back.

Let me out of here.

I wish I could.

Sit back. Shut up.

Where the hell are these guys going?

Too close. Don't get too close.

Where are you taking me?

Would you cut it out?

Wait a minute. Stop it!

Let me out of here!

Eat that, ranger!

Hey, wake up.

Put it on.

It's going to be a cold night.

Hey, you're not Timmy.

Timmy's out sick.

He's rusty.

He's not on the lift.

Not on the lift.

Come on.

You know me.

Hold on. Call the boss.

He is on the list.

Okay.

He's on the list.

Hey, all right, guys. Come on.

Thanks,

guys.

Here it is.

Is that it?

You want more? Get me bigger guys to bust.

Me?

You have more resources.

Besides that, if I do all the work, what the hell do I need you for?

Dude, where's my fucking money?

Now I'm happy.

Get out.

I have a shipment coming soon, and I don't want you to scare them off.

Whatever.

Boss, truck's two miles out.

You know what to do.

As you promised, buddy.

Yeah, there is one more thing.

You got a painting you lifted off Jim Palmer.

You're going to give that to me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on now.

Easy, easy.

Man, come on.

Because if you don't, my friends are going to pick you off one by one.

I like you.

I'm going to kill you first.

Well done.

I always hated being the middle man.

Oh, you don't know who you're fucking with.

I'm the new big cheat.

Well, you must be Big G.

No way, Jose.

No way. One round, Eddie. I can't believe it. I can't believe it. Man, I'm

fan. Oh, man. Oh, man. Wait, wait, wait.

Oh, yeah, here.

Oh, yeah. My brass knuckles.

My Sharpie. Please sign them. Please.

Really? Yes, yes, I'm a big fan. Oh, man, please, Eddie.

Eddie, would you?

Oh, dude, thank you. I used to date a girl who was so in love with you, man.

Oh, man, this is so cool.

I can't believe it, man.

One round, Eddie.

Sign of my brass knuckles.

Man, that is so happening.

Thank you so much. Gun!

That is, man, you have no idea.

Thanks. It's a shame I got to kill you.

You could just give me the painting. I could give you the painting.

I could do that.

What's going on?

Let him go.

Hey, Lily Rose, still as ornery as a half -blind mule, huh?

I don't know what the fuck is going on here, but I'm not leaving without that

painting. I don't take kindly to threats, but I like you.

Besides, the painting's worthless.

You're lucky.

It's been hanging on the wall of that warehouse for years.

Take it.

Let's go.

That's it. Well, this looks familiar.

Megan?

Bruce? Put down the gun and give me the painting.

Didn't realize you were an artifician out of Bruce.

Oh, yeah.

Now!

Don't do it, Rusty.

Now!

Kill her, and I'll kill you.

Megan!

I don't need to be fucking rescued.

He's responsible for my father's death.

I wanted to kill him.

All you.

Just look. You did.

I barely wounded him. Look at him.

Oh. Give this to your mother.

I've been looking for it.

I better get going.

So where are we going?

If you try and leave me behind, so help me God, I will use you as target

practice.

a map.

That's a bunch of empty bags.

Around 300 of them.

What the hell happened here?

Fucking Sharknado, man.

Looks like a drug arms deal gone bad.

Body count's nine right now.

Who's that?

Oh, that's Rusty Tulok, the owner of the truck.

Can we see him?

I mean, there's nothing to see. His face got blown off. Oh, shit, man.

She's right. There's his truck.

Yes, it is.

Who's that?

That is... He goes by the name of Mr. G.

Got Big G.

Wow, that's him.

Wow.

Done in by some local yokels.

Hey, ho, ho, ho, yo, hold up.

Sure, what's up? What's in the bag?

Evidence. I'm taking it to forensics. Yeah?

Yes. I want to see what's in the bag. Come here.

Come on.

We're taking all day here. Let me see what's in the bag.

Thank you.

Dickinson, can you hold that for me, please?

There's a party.

Hmm. Nice.

Let me talk to you for a minute.

Dickinson, um... Can you make sense of this?

I mean... All this?

See what I can do.

Thank you.

So, um... So, Dickinson...

He snorted all the evidence from the last heist.

Why would he do that? He shouldn't be snorting the evidence. I know, right?

I told him you shouldn't do that. You shouldn't snort all the evidence.

The funny thing is, it wasn't cocaine.

What was it?

It was powdered sugar.

Powdered sugar.

That's funny.

That's funny.

Not really.

Because here's what happened.

You and your screwball partner, when me and Dickinson went to Candace's house,

you guys switched the evidence with powdered sugar.

What are you talking about?

The empty sugar box on the dashboard of your cruiser, idiot.

That shit you just gave me is powdered sugar.

You and your fucking partner, you've been smuggling back through Big G, and

you've been getting paid.

How?

How much?

What? Don't play dumb cop with me, boy.

How much?

Really? Okay,

we're going to keep this between us.

Here's what you're going to do.

You're going to meet me at 10 p .m. tonight.

Off the old dirt road.

Off I -97. Remember where we lost Bruce. Remember that, right?

No way, asshole.

Well, obviously what's going on is that whatever's in it is gone. You can't find

anything? It must be something.

What about behind the hay?

Don't you fuck with my temper, boy. And don't you be late. You guys all right?

Yeah,

we're good.

Yeah, just keep checking. There's got to be something back there. Just all that

garbage in the back. Look through it. That's Snipes.

Snipes is over there puking. Poor guy.

It's been a bad donut.

Yeah, so we found Bruce's body in a warehouse dead. Five or six bullets in

Buddy, owner of the hay store, he's a goner.

This is obviously Rusty's truck. I'm going to have this towed away.

Can't find Bruce's car.

Well, he had Megan.

Yeah, but there were no female bodies found here.

Not one.

Bingo.

Well, I guess this is it.

Yeah, this has got to be it.

We're here.

But where is it?

Is there anything on that map, like a clue or anything? I don't see anything

unusual.

I mean, there's some circled numbers down here. 26, 18, 83 plus 1, 18.

I mean, what do you think these numbers are for?

I don't know, maybe a combination to something?

Is that an X by the tree?

Yeah, but which tree?

There's so many.

This is from the 1800s.

Kind of creepy.

Yeah, these ones, too.

That's it.

The numbers, their date, month, date, and year. What are those numbers again?

26, 18, 83, plus 1, 18. So then we have to find a tombstone that has the number

from 1826 to 1884. To 1884.

Let's go.

Okay. All right.

Mom!

Rusty, I think I found it.

Come here.

1826, 1884.

Yeah.

I'll get the shovels.

Okay, come on. Yeah.

Okay, ready?

Hang on. Got it?

Yeah.

All right, you got it, Mom. I got it.

Down.

Okay.

Well, get him out. We'll see.

Get him out.

Okay. Come on.

Come on.

Oh, man. Is there anything in here? Check.

Check. I don't see anything.

Okay, get him out.

Give them to me.

There's nothing here.

Sorry.

It's empty.

There's nothing there.

It's all fake.

Did we dig up the wrong grave?

No.

Are you all right?

I think there's something in here.

Take this. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Look at this.

What?

Mom, this must be worth, like, millions of dollars. That's you, Jim, you saving

angel.

This is mine.

This is mine from that night.

Candace, what's your dead husband doing with my stuff?

What do you know about your parents' murder?

Bruce told me a guy named Angel did it.

He did.

Jim told him to.

He was the bookie that night.

A lot of people lost a lot of money.

Jim had no choice.

He didn't want to, but he had no choice, and he was going to find you, and he

was going to finish the job.

But then you disappeared, and then Jim went missing, and then you moved in next

door to me, and I had this great plan, and it worked.

And now I get to finish the job. Mom, what are you doing?

Mom? Mom, what are you doing?

Stop. Put it down. I'm finishing the job that your father did not get to finish.

Why? If Jim had finished the job, he'd be alive today.

And I'd be dead!

Mom, please put it down.

Mom.

Put the gun down.

Peggy. Mom.

Mom, please put it down.

Mom, please talk. Peggy.

Hey. Mom,

you don't have to do this.

I couldn't lose you, too.

But I'm not, I'm not, not happy with you.

Mom, we have to go.

It all started with a love song, and they were together from then on.

You couldn't separate them with a prong, and we all knew that it was all

wrong. It was common sense, he was a dang dong, and she was a nice girl

from Hong Kong.

This romance wouldn't last long.

Even though she was wearing a tiny thong.

For she had that sweet little Asian glow.

And he would have liked to have her in tow.

But she didn't want him around no more.

And she would have to tell him that he'd have to go.

When she gave him the bad news.

He decided he would turn to the booze. And when he got to thinking about that

girl, he'd tie into the sauce and his hair would curl.

He just couldn't get her out of his mind until he got loaded and almost

went blind.

And even then, that girl he couldn't hate. He just figured, well, this was

fate.

And she had that sweet Asian glow And he would have liked to have her in tow

But she didn't want him around no more And she would have to tell him he'd

have to go

He

thought he would die from a broken heart It's either that or make a new start

Might be time for him to get smart and turn his life around at the throw of a

dart. He would throw it at the map on the wall.

Wherever it landed, he'd be with you all.

And when he got there, he'd give you a call to see if there's a dance at the

Legion Hall.

Get this little bit of business taken care of, and I'll take you to a nice

romantic dinner, and things will be cool, okay?

You promise?

Yeah, I do. I promise. Here he comes.

Fucker's late.

You're late.

I know. I know. The money. Where's the money?

Would you like a donut?

No. I don't want a donut.

The money. I want the fucking money.

Okay.

Duffin! Duffin, no!

Nowhere worthy!

Stop! No!

No! No!

No!

Man,

I love raspberry donuts.