All language subtitles for jett.s01e05._rip.x264-tbs

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- [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]

- Ah. Thank you, Matilda.
- My pleasure.

- CUSTOMER: Hey, look out!
- [WOMAN SCREAMS]

[GLASS SHATTERS]

Jacinto Salas, he's gonna kill you.

Either way, you won't be
around to hear about it.

JUNIOR: What happened?

That little shit Salas
just took a swing at me.

We're gonna hit him back.

FRANK SWEENEY: Put me out of my misery.

[CHOKING]

JETT: You're gonna pay Neil...

and get him the fuck away from you.

[SIGHS] I'm free.

I don't want you workin'.

What's that supposed to mean?

JUNIOR: When you're with me,
you don't need to work.

MAN: You're stalkin' her.

BENNIE: Just wanna make sure she's okay.

MAN: She's gonna recognize your voice.

She's gonna recognize your face.

You're gonna get busted.

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[RECORD PLAYER CLICKS]

["SAVE ME" BY NINA SIMONE PLAYING]

♪ Save me ♪

♪ Somebody save me ♪

♪ Save me ♪

♪ Somebody save me ♪

♪ I promised myself after
the last romance ♪

♪ That I wouldn't give
it a second chance ♪

♪ They say if you seek
you're sure to find ♪

♪ And I know how true that is ♪

♪ 'Cause the closer I get to you, baby ♪

♪ Yeah, you driving me ♪

♪ Clean out of my mind ♪

♪ I said save me ♪

♪ Somebody save me ♪

♪ Anybody save me ♪

♪ Somebody save me ♪

♪ Those who love always give the most ♪

♪ We're crying together
from coast-to-coast ♪

♪ 'Cause love makes me
cold and hurt inside ♪

♪ These tears of ours unjustified ♪

♪ I'm begging you to save me ♪

♪ Hang on, somebody save me ♪

[SCATTING]

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

♪ ♪

♪ Those who love always give the most ♪

♪ We're crying together
from coast-to-coast, oh! ♪

[SONG ENDS ABRUPTLY]

Bennie, Carl.

BENNIE: Jett, he'll be just a minute.

Have a seat.

You know, I can come
back some other time.

- I mean, if he's busy.
- You're funny.

[CHUCKLES]

- Can I take your coat?
- Who's funny now?

He'll be just a minute.

I heard. Who's Blondie outside?

- He bother you, honey?
- I hate to say it,

but he doesn't seem to
know what he's doing.

Yeah, he's a real "pro."

Yeah, he's not on the same page we are.

CARL: He's a page ahead of us.

MAN: I saw it in a dream recently.

CHARLIE: Ah.

MAN: And I knew, right away,
that I would be there again.

Uh, Viktor, meet my dear friend, Jett.

Pleasure to meet you, Jett.

Sorry if I kept your friend.

No apology necessary.
I'm sorry to interrupt.

Do you like coin tricks, Jett?

Never really thought much about them.

A disappearing coin trick

is basically a trick that
says now you see it,

now you don't.

You are the same thing, but in reverse.

Now that you are here,

you cannot be unseen.

You've used that before.

[CHUCKLES]

Take care, Jett.

[SIGHS]

["SAVE ME" BY NINA SIMONE PLAYING]

♪ Save me ♪

Hot damn, Jett.

You make me want to start smoking again.

So, smoke.

- I won't tell.
- ♪ Somebody save me ♪

♪ I promised myself after... ♪

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- [SONG ENDS ABRUPTLY]

[TRAFFIC WHOOSHING]

[CLATTERING]

♪ ♪

Where the fuck have you been? Huh?

- What the fuck?
- Fucking cow!

Get your hands off me!

Aah, stop hitting me you little prick!

- [GRUNTING, YELLING]
- Ow, ow, ow! My arm is broken!

Did you do this?

You did this, didn't you?

Well, you walked out on me!
What did you expect?

Not for you to fuck my place up!
Why would I expect that?

Those guys messed me up.

The rich kid teenagers messed you up?

The one fuckhead's uncle is
some Argentinian gangster!

He sent some gorilla, he
almost broke my fingers!

Why'd he stop?

Look, I'm done.

I'm out.

And I never want to see your
dickwad face ever again.

Where did you steal this?

- Are you listening to me?
- Are these bills marked?

You're mentally ill, Neal!

We're square, now leave!

Those guys are gonna want
interest on the initial loan.

I added a thousand on top for that.

[PANTING]

Why-why we've gotten into this
adversary relationship here,

I-I... don't know.

Look, it's like I said.

You get your sorry ass out
of my sight, okay? Forever.

[BOX THUDS]

We're blood.

I-I'm the only one who's
ever had your back.

[SCOFFS]

- How?
- Seriously?

Do you have the slightest idea

how stupid you sound right now?

You think I enjoy my sister
splayed out on a mattress,

some douchebag cumming on your tits?

Divided by the number of fucks
I give about what you think,

it comes down to triple zero.

It killed me.

But you came to me, remember?

- It doesn't matter...
- You came to me,

and I helped you fix
your problem for you.

So now, if some kind of wild
hairs springing up your ass

- are making you go all amnesia...
- Either way, Neal, I'm out!

Besides, don't-don't pretend with me.

You like it.

I'm not saying it's your true calling,

but a part of you likes
making money this way.

I don't really need all
this perspective, okay?

- Just fucking leave.
- I don't blame you.

You're naturally good
at it. You always were.

[PANTING]: You remember, uh,

Esperanza Beach?

- [CRACKS]
- [NEAL SHRIEKS]

[GRUNTS, PANTING]

You bitch!

You broke my nose!

CHARLIE: Do you know what I
appreciate about you the most?

JETT: Trick question.

CHARLIE: You're not a herd animal.

So many women I know,
even the smart ones,

they like being in packs,

doing the same thing, the same way,

and then checking in with each other

to discuss every detail.

You aren't built that way. [SMACKS LIPS]

You know why that is?

- I don't know.
- [CHUCKLES]

You think, uh, it was
your upbringing or what?

- Never really thought about it.
- Hmm.

What were you like as a kid?

Maybe we should listen
to this one more time.

In a nutshell,

don't ask me any personal questions.

JETT: No, in a nutshell,

I'm just getting warmed up.

["SAVE ME" BY NINA SIMONE PLAYING]

You gonna tell me how
you really got hurt?

Or you gonna keep pretending
you had a mole removed?

If I did, you'd never believe it.

Try me.

You ever go through periods
where you sleepwalk?

No.

♪ Save me... ♪

Well, this isn't exactly something

I go around admitting, but...

when I was little, I guess I just, uh,

I don't know, I guess I'd just

leave my bedroom and go
looking for the bathroom,

and end up outside in the yard,

like, staring at a tree.

That's where my grandma would find me.

Mm-hmm.

So now,

when there's a lot going on
in my life or, I don't know,

maybe not a lot going on,

I revert to sleepwalking.

You find yourself in the backyard,

looking for the bathroom.

- Bare-assed.
- [CHARLIE CHUCKLES]

Now, you're just trying to distract me.

No.

I smashed into a tree in
the middle of the night

and impaled my arm on a branch.

It hurt like a son of a bitch.

I don't know why I'm laughing.

It wasn't funny.

I don't want you thinking
that if we fall asleep,

I'm gonna go strolling
down the hotel hallway

in my birthday suit.

It might bring some undue
attention to you hiding out here.

You have a bunch of fun
being a girl, don't you?

Well, I can make my own decisions,

if that's what you mean.

You mind, uh, if we do it with
the lights off this time?

You tired of looking at me already?

Oh, no.

I want to fantasize I'm with you,

and then turn the lights
on and have it come true.

Well, aren't you a poet?

["SAVE ME" BY NINA
SIMONE PLAYING, MUFFLED]

- [JETT MOANING]
- Jesus Christ.

I'm surprised the old ticker
can even take anymore.

Everything's a medicine,
everything's a poison.

What is that, Indian wisdom?

- I don't know. I read it once.
- Oh.

Like...

anything you have... sugar,

drugs, sex,

it can either all be a
medicine or a poison.

Yep, everything in moderation,
including moderation.

Boom.

You never saw that one coming.

This is us, brother.

No sirree.

We're not the pawns?

Back when I started, maybe.

Oh.

Now, you're this guy.

You still stalking that chick?

- Not stalking anyone.
- Pardon me.

You still hanging out outside
her apartment all night,

watching her windows?

Check.

How you figure?

Oh, that's not fair. That's not fair.

You say Arabs invented this shit?

Out in the desert.

They had all the time in the world.

See, that's what I don't get.

They got all the time in
the world to figure out

mathematically precise ways

in which all these other
pieces move, right?

Like, diagonal, L-shape,

up and down, two steps at a time.

Then they get to the queen.
What, they just get tired?

It's like, fuck it.

This bitch can move whichever
fucking way she likes.

[JETT MOANING]

Maybe we should bust in there,
make sure he's all right?

I'm pretty sure he's
better than all right.

JETT: What about you?

What were you like when you were a kid?

I remember one year, I tried
to go barefoot year-round.

[CHUCKLES] I was 13 or 14,

and I was determined to go

year-round without wearing shoes,

except they wouldn't let me into church,

and I loved going to church as a child.

[SIGHS] I'm a C-minus Christian,
but, you know, I am one.

You?

I don't really believe in all
that cosmic moral accounting.

[CHUCKLES] Then you're lucky.

I wish I could tell you
I didn't buy into it.

[SIGHS] But I can't shake
some faint awareness

in the back of my mind that

if such a thing as retribution
exists, well [SCOFFS]...

I damn well deserve it.

What's wrong?

Wrong? Why should anything be wrong?

The Mexican bedbug again?

Aah, he took a swing at me.

I got to hit him back,

but that's not what I was
thinking about just then.

No.

Do you remember my friend Frank Sweeney?

Sure. Sociopath.

Paul Smith suits.

You worked for him a couple
of times, didn't you?

A long time ago.

Well, he croaked in his
sleep the other night.

I don't know why it's
affecting me so much.

I keep thinking it used to be I
knew a lot of people who died

in the course of doing business.

It comes with the territory.

But lately,

it seems I know a lot of people
who are dying just 'cause,

well, they're getting old,
and in our line of work,

you can never admit to getting too old.

Because just saying it, gives
people the wrong idea.

You're not old.

Not judging by first
responder over there.

Aah. That's a sweet thing to say.

Nobody has ever called me sweet.

They don't know you like I do.

What are you gonna do about Salas?

Aah...

Salas is someone used
to power, not brains,

but I can't afford to wait him out.

He's got a boat full of heroin
docking here next week.

Can you help me put this earring back?

- Oh, yeah.
- It keeps falling off.

Yeah, it's a mess of a setup.

There's only one exit route.

What would you do?

Given a choice, I never go in somewhere

with only one exit route.

Thank you.

Anytime.

[DOOR OPENS]

[TRAFFIC WHOOSHING]

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MARIA: How it works,

no one but the doctor can
be with you during labor.

- _
- JETT: No one?

No.

MARIA: But the guards
watch you on monitors.

JETT: Sure.

You get 24 hours with the baby

before they take it away.

They don't want you
forming an attachment.

A social worker takes it,

places it in the system for adoption.

What else?

They handcuff you right
after you give birth,

sometimes even during, it
depends on the prison.

That's it?

I can't imagine how
it can get any worse.

♪ ♪

There's a man named Mr. Carlyle.

Mr. Carlyle.

Mr. Carlyle?

It doesn't look like I can
fix this one for you.

I'm sorry.

But you keep your mouth shut,
you'll be out in four.

I knew the risks.

There's no other way.

- He's your boss?
- Not my boss.

Someone who knows how the
whole game is rigged.

What?

I'm pregnant.

When it rains...

Yeah.

JETT: Tell him I sent you.

Tell him you need everything

on the social worker
assigned to my case,

and their backup. Everything.

- And then what?
- Then on the day,

you replace the social worker.

He'll make the paper trail disappear.

Prison's no place for a child.

I know.

Healthy infant, people
will pay a lot of money.

I'm not suggesting you do that.

MARIA: And just steal the baby?

JETT: I don't see why not.

Don't ask me to kill a
social worker, Daisy.

Nobody's killing anyone.

Unless I have to.

JETT: If you're gonna back out,

this is the moment.

♪ ♪

[HANDCUFFS CLANKING]

♪ ♪

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

♪ ♪

_

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

MARIA: What are you gonna call her?

Alice.

Alice?

What do you think?

I love it.

♪ ♪

[WOMAN LAUGHS OUTSIDE]

[LAUGHING]

[LAUGHTER CONTINUES]

No! [LAUGHING]

Mom! Please don't let
the alien catch me!

JETT: Not an alien.

Alice, come!

[SPEAKS SPANISH]

I didn't mean to just drop by.

I was in my car, waiting
for you and Alice saw me.

What happened to your forehead?

Oh. You should see the other guy.

Tell me it was your brother.

It was my brother.

So, you're all paid up?

Out of debt and dead broke.

Now, I got to start again from scratch,

which is something I have
a lot of practice doing.

What happened to going back to school?

Maybe,

but I need to save up.

So, I was thinking,

you could really use
some help around here.

What'd you have in mind?

I could pick up some of
Maria's chores with Alice.

Drive her to school, take her to ballet,

buy groceries, take Maria
to her treatments,

cut the grass, feed the
chickens, whatever.

I know you don't have chickens.

How many times you practice that speech?

Twice. Three times. Did I rush it?

[MARIA SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

What kind of hours?

If you trusted me with this,

I'd be at your disposal 24/7.

[SLAPS]

[SIGHS] We're gonna need a bigger house.

[ALICE GIGGLING]

♪ ♪

_

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

[SIGHS]

I spoke with Miljan.

He agreed to let you keep 400.

Thoughtful of him.

Is that a problem?

No.

Tell me the bad news.

No bad news.

Only good news.

You said you needed to
know how many more jobs.

He said three.

Three more, then what?

Then, your debt is paid up.

No point even asking
what the three jobs are.

And here's job number
one walking in now.

His name is Nolan.

Hi there.

I feel like we're spies in Berlin.

You didn't mention she
looked like a movie star.

Why don't you lay it out,

let her see what you have in mind?

Sure.

Miss, I'm a doctor,

and I got all kinds of patients,

and they like to talk a lot,

so I listen.

Like, there's this one couple.

She's an actress, couple
of TV shows in the '90s,

nothing ever really hit.

She's married to this
businessman, my patient...

Tell her about the car.

Yeah, I-I'm just setting the table.

Miss, you ever read
Home & Design Magazine?

Not unless I'm at the
doctor's office, like,

waiting to get a Pap smear.

There's a lot of good stuff
in the shelter mags.

A lot of big egos, too, like my patient.

- The one that's married to the actress.
- Mm-hmm.

He owns estates all over the country,

and he has a summer house
in Portsmouth by the lake,

that's closed nine
months out of the year.

It's got a staff of eight
that dwindles down to two

during those months. Now, look at this.

Authentic iron hardware on
all the doors. Nice, huh?

Sure. You can pick any lock in the place

with just a screwdriver.

What I was fishing for.

A knockout, but cunning.

Anyway, parked in that garage

is a 1958 Mercedes-Benz 300 SL Roadster.

You know what that's worth?

Why don't you tell me?

That car sold at auction
for $2 million last year.

Stealing it's not the problem.
The problem is after.

That's the beauty of it.
We only hold onto it

for 24 hours, then it ships overseas.

You're handling the shipping?

I got a collector who wants it.

That's not my question.

I'm liking her more and
more as we go along.

Shipping is taken care of.
You get the car.

We'll handle that part.

I'm sorry. He was just nervous.

That's what makes me nervous.

What size crew will you need?

I got to look at it first.

Your cut's 250.

Split it up however you want.

My judgment's being
trusted all of a sudden?

I told you.

I only have good news today.

[WHIRRING]

[CLICKING]

This is a good lock.

Good lock brings good
luck, is what I say.

Guys want to break in,
they think, what a hassle.

And they move on to the next place.

Thank you.

- [SNIFFLES]
- You don't look very happy.

What is wrong?

- Nothing.
- Oh.

Sometimes good lock not enough.

You need more for home protection.

Is this your problem?

How do you mean?

This America. You need a gun.

You take a class. Learn to use.

Do-Do you know where I could get one?

A handgun?

[SIGHS]

Think about it.

If you need something, a friend
of mine can get you something.

A-around how much are we talking about?

This is not me, this is my friend,

but a Ruger 9mm or...

Walther PPK, you can get for 400.

Nice dependable gun for short range.

10 or 14-round magazines,

four-inch barrel.

Easy to disassemble and clean.

Ruger fits in your
pocket, weighs nothing.

Feels so good in your hand.

Hmm.

You will love it, I promise.

Sleep on it.

- Uh...
- Then, call me.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

_

- _
- ♪ ♪

Mm. Where are you going?

Oh, gym. I didn't mean to wake you.

Mm. We have to talk.

Never the best way to
start a conversation.

Kim and Alma were over yesterday.

We had lunch, got into a
really long conversation.

Kim was really dishing it out.

- You listening?
- Well, yeah.

She can be a little witchy, Kim.

- She's my best friend.
- I thought Alma was.

Both of them.

- What do you have against Kim?
- Well, Alma I trust.

Kim can be a little...

manipulative sometimes.

[CHUCKLES] Anyway,

- I'm so not getting into this.
- Well, you brought them up.

What I was bringing up was...

- Forget it.
- Okay.

Just...

The way that they were talking
about their husbands, I just...

I don't want us to end up like that.

Like what?

Kim was saying...

but you've got to swear
you won't repeat this.

Who am I gonna repeat it to, Alma?

- [TOILET FLUSHES]
- Kim was talking about how when they...

were engaged, she used
to have Rick finish,

you know, in her mouth.

And now she couldn't even
believe why she ever did that.

And Alma was agreeing,
saying it was vile,

and something you only do

before you marry the guy
and then never again.

DILLON: Okay...

HELEN: That's your response? Okay?

DILLON: What, you're surprised?
Neither of those women

look like they even like sex.

That's mean.

Kim is very sexual, and Alma...

I don't know.

I think Walter's cheating on her.

- Maybe you can find out.
- How?

I don't know. You're a detective.

What am I supposed to do,
put a tail on my friend?

[CHUCKLES] You can't even stand the guy.

He's my wife's best friend's husband.

- Second best friend.
- All right.

My point is, I don't want
to end up like that.

Cackling behind my husband's back.

Women versus men, same
nonsense till we're 80.

There's got to be a better way.

And I was thinking,

our anniversary is coming up.

So...

starting now,

- a new resolution.
- Honey...

I...

- am gonna train my gag reflex.
- What?

I want to get better at oral,
and I want you to relax

and finish in my mouth, often.

- Whoa, whoa, I...
- [MOANING]

[MUMBLES]: I don't know
what you're saying.

What?

[PHONE BUZZING]

[MOANING]

- You're not fucking serious.
- Well, it's work.

I've got your cock in my
mouth, show a little respect.

Honey, it's work. I have to...

It's like you don't
even want to be here.

What? Of course I want to be here.

- I just have to get...
- He's calling you back.

[CHURCH BELLS RINGING]

[SIGHS]

[VOICES CHATTERING]

[CHURCHGOERS CHATTERING]

[ORGAN PLAYING]

♪ ♪

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

♪ ♪

[CAR ALARM CHIRPS]

[JOSIE SIGHS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[CAR STARTS]

[PHONE RINGING]

DILLON [OVER PHONE]: Hey, I'm so sorry.

Uh, it couldn't be helped.

I'm five minutes away.

Meet me at the corner
of Benning and 33rd.

Why, what are you doing there?

Jacinto Salas and Junior,
cozy as fucking lice.

- You positive?
- A hundred percent.

What did I say about
tailing Bobby on your own?

- BOBBY: Mrs. Castillo?
- Who's that?

Bobby. I just got made.

It's okay, just play it cool.
He's excited to see you.

Crazy coincidence, that's all.
I'll be there in three minutes.

- Easy does it.
- Get here now.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Small world, huh?

- [CHUCKLES]
- Bobby Larcum.

Bobby!

What are you doing here?

My sister-in-law's just
meeting me to go shopping

at this patio furniture
place around here, and...

- I guess I'm early, so...
- Huh.

I never been to this church before.

I thought I'd check it out.

What about you? What are you doing here?

Oh, my friend Charles is...

He's a... he's a member
of the congregation.

- Hello.
- Hmm.

Hey, Bobby, we better get going

if we're gonna make that brunch.

Tiffany and her husband
are looking at houses.

And we are still talking
about that last place,

- don't think we're not.
- BOBBY: Oh.

It's just my husband, well,

he likes to take his
time with big decisions.

Mm. And what was it called?

The patio store.

I'm not sure. My
sister-in-law's the expert.

Huh.

Well, I'm always on the lookout
for good outdoor furniture.

But anyway, we better get going.

It was nice to meet you.

Same.

Have a great day.

- And God bless.
- You, too, Bobby.

[BOTH LAUGH]

♪ ♪

Can I see that?

[DOOR ALARM BEEPS]

What are you doing?

[CRUNCHES]

What the fuck did you do that for?

I'll get you a new one.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

- She's a cop.
- What?

She's a cop, and you brought her there.

Are you completely out of your mind?

She's a client. She's...

She's looking for a two-bed,
two-bath with a pool.

- No.
- What do you mean, no?

You see anything other
than spics in there?

No. Only non-spics

are you and me, right?

And little Tiffany, and
you two know each other.

And you think that, what?

There's coincidences in life?

Random occurrences just suddenly

coming together for no apparent reason?

Is that what you think? No connection?

Do you have any idea how
naive that is, Bobby?

You're skipping so many steps,

I don't even know what
you're talking about.

First of all,

- why are you mad at me?
- I'm not mad at you!

- Well, you're yelling at me!
- I'm yelling at you

because this world that
you're peering into

like a dumb tourist is where I live.

I been doing this my whole life, Bobby.

When my Spidey senses tell
me that something's wrong

with this setup, I'm never wrong.

You need help.

Seriously, I mean,

I love you, but you need help...

- [SLAPS]
- Ow!

Do not patronize me, ever.

I'm trying to teach you something

and not go off the handle
and do what I normally do.

So, shut the fuck up and learn.

- [STARTS CAR]
- Jesus.

Leave Jesus out of it.

♪ ♪

What is it?

There's a guy in the
kitchen waiting for you.

- You let him in?
- He's really handsome.

[SIGHS]

You ever meet Ray Brewer?

How handsome?

My ass hurt just looking at him.

BREWER: Miljan Bestic.

Born in Moldova, went
to school in London.

Officially, he focuses on
foreign bank expansion

into all types of non-bank services

and securities-related businesses

and on cross-border initiatives,

financial institution
mergers, acquisitions...

thank you... joint ventures,
and strategic alliances.

Tell me something I can understand.

He repped a $6 billion money
laundering cyber network

out of Costa Rica against
the US government

and won. He's good.

He has a château in Switzerland,

moves in and out of
Marseilles every eight weeks.

Hasn't officially been
on US soil since 2004.

A year ago, he was present

at a fund-raising party in Marseilles.

Charles Jr. was there
on behalf of his dad.

What about clients?

Russians and ex-Russians, mostly.

There's got to be something.

There is. Uh, a sister,
younger, lives in Miami.

Kids? Husband?

Divorced. Ex works for Bestic.

He was married to Bestic's sister.

Do you know him?

Some.

There's one other connection.

Twenty-five years ago,
Bestic dated a fashion model

named Cristelle.

She was some kind of big deal
in the Caribbean back then.

You ever seen her?

Yeah, she was famous for a minute.

Her plane went down off
the coast of Aruba.

Hmm. Why would I care who
he dated 25 years ago?

Because a year before dating Bestic,

she was photographed stateside
at a half-dozen nightclubs,

hanging on the arms of
Charlie Baudelaire.

[SIGHS]

♪ ♪

Do you live here full-time?

Where are you going with that?

I thought maybe we could
get a drink some time.

Talk for a few days.

Maybe.

This is the best coffee
I've ever had in my life.

Thank you.

- DILLON: Thank you, my friend.
- Enjoy.

So, you tracked Bobby's phone

to the church, and where was Salas?

Inside with Junior like best pals.

Why would Junior be helping Salas?

Maybe he wants to take over
the old man's business,

can't get himself to do it,

brings in the competition, cuts a deal.

Okay, so...

Salas gets rid of Charlie,

and takes over and he gives Junior,

what, a piece of it? What
does he need Junior for?

I don't imagine he needs
him for anything.

This may not be about brains, you know.

Junior doesn't strike me as dumb so far.

Crazy, but not dumb.

Survival then.

Salas is gonna do what he's gonna do.

Junior's hedging his bets.

Charlie's getting old,
losing his iron grip.

I think we should bring Bobby in.

Not yet.

Didn't you just tell me that
Junior's crazy but not dumb?

- Bobby's not safe.
- No, we need him where he is.

What's that look mean?

What's that look mean?

Do not take pity on this
guy and fuck this up.

♪ ♪

[SIGHS]

I texted you last night.

I didn't see it till this morning.

I thought for sure Helen saw it,

so I stayed up all night,
worried out of my mind,

feeling like a fucking moron.

[SCOFFS]

I can't do this anymore.

I want a regular partner.

Somebody who has my back

and who doesn't keep me up
all night or piss me off.

- We both want the same thing.
- No, we don't.

We do, and it's gonna happen.
I-I-I'm gonna talk to her.

This isn't about your fucking wife.

- This is about me right now.
- And it's not connected?

Then I don't know what the
hell we're talking about.

I'm talking about I hate
feeling like a fucking cliché.

So, leave your wife or
don't leave your wife,

but don't do it for me.

Meanwhile, the new judge
assigned to Charlie

is setting up a task force,

and I think I should transfer over.

Come on, those guys
are fucking assholes.

I'm not gonna let you do that.

I'm not asking for your permission.

[SCOFFS]

You know how long

it took me to write that
stupid fucking text,

and you don't even respond?

Hey.

- Don't.
- I'm sorry.

You smell like her.

She... She wears that,
what do you call it?

That, uh, essential oil.

I'm not talking about oils
or lavender soap, Jack.

You smell like her pussy.

- Okay, all right...
- And that's fine, okay?

Because wives need to get
fucked on Sunday mornings.

I get that. It's part of the contract.

- I take that into account.
- Oh, my God, would you stop?

- We weren't.
- She hung up on me,

like I had some nerve interrupting.

We were just talking.

Do me the courtesy of not treating me

like I'm a fucking idiot.

- Ernesto, gracias.
- [ERNESTO RESPONDS INDISTINCTLY]

Listen. She had this... wacky notion.

She wanted to give me a... a blow job.

The horror. How unpleasant for you.

I don't particularly want
oral sex from her right now.

Well, you must be giving
off the wrong vibe then,

because it seems Helen and I can't
stop wanting to suck your cock.

Would be nice if you chose
which one you liked better.

I can't talk to you
when you're like this.

You can hardly talk at all,
Jack. That's my point.

Okay.

♪ ♪

NARRATOR: Here, the tennis ball
represents a single particle.

Its movements appear equally probable

forwards and backwards in time.

The players, however,

represent the myriads of particles

that make up our world,

which is a world of past to future time.

When the film of the game is reversed,

their behavior also looks
remarkably probable,

as long as their
movements are determined

by the single particle.

But the moment the girl steps
away from the time symmetry

of the single particle of the ball,

we realize that film is not reality.

Events in the world we know do
not happen backward in time.

[IMITATES GUNSHOT]

[SIGHS] Okay.

♪ ♪

[SIGHS]

[TRAFFIC LIGHT CLICKING]

[LABORED BREATHING]

[SIGHS]

[URINE TINKLING]

[TOILET FLUSHES]

[ROSALIE GASPS, YELLS]

[GASPING]: Wait! Get off of me!

[GRUNTING]: No!

What are you doing?

[PANTING]

TUCKER: Stop... bugging.

[GRUNTING]

- [SLAPS]
- [SHRIEKS]

- Fuckin' bitch.
- [SHRIEKS]

ROSALIE [PANTING]:
Please stop! Wait... wait.

- TUCKER: You little...
- ROSALIE: No! [GRUNTING]

No! No!

No!

[GRUNTING]

[BOTH GRUNTING, PANTING]

[COCKS GUN]

What the fuck?

[GUNSHOT]

[PANTING]

[GASPING]

Oh, shit. Wake up.

Wake up, this is a dream.

[PANTING]

ROSALIE [WHISPERS]: Rosalie...

Rosalie...

BENNIE: Rosalie!

Rosalie!

[PANTING]: What do you want?

[PANTING]

Put that down.

Get up, stop looking at him.

Throw some clothes on and
meet me in the kitchen.

We'll work this out.

[IGNITER CLICKS]

♪ ♪

Oh, my God.

What did I do?

I didn't... I don't know what I...

- [PANTING]
- Sit down.

Sit down.

[SIGHS]

- I know you.
- Do you have a shower curtain?

- A what?
- A shower curtain.

Sure.

Oh, my God, I know who you are.

You're the guy who killed Felix.

That couldn't be helped.

You have two choices now.
You can deal with me,

or you can stay here
until the cops show up,

spend some time in jail.

What are you doing here?

We're gonna need to borrow
your shower curtain,

and you're gonna have to buy
a new one to replace it.

- What?
- Rosalie, focus.

What's done is done.

Felix was in the wrong
place at the wrong time,

and your husband pushed you
too far for the last time.

What you do right now determines
the rest of your life.

You want to explain to
a jury what happened,

throw yourself on their mercy,

get a reduced sentence, you can do that.

[KETTLE WHISTLING]

But if you want to make this disappear,

we need to work fast, okay?

Chamomile?

We're gonna need to
plug that bullet hole.

You have any caulk or cement?

Bullet didn't go through, so
we just need a little bit.

Rosalie.

Under the sink. When I
moved in, I got something.

That's what happens
when you lose control.

It happens sometimes, you
just have to learn from it.

He broke into my apartment.

I know.

He tried to rape me.

It's awful, I understand.

I was defending myself.

And you did.

No one's debating that. It's...

only the gun's probably not legal,

and you're gonna have a hard
time with the whole rape thing,

since he was your husband.

Just the way the law is skewed.

Right now, you're gonna
have to wash the wall,

clean up all the blood.

And while you're doing it,
you might feel nauseated,

but you are not gonna
throw up. You know why?

Because if you do, you're gonna
have to clean that up, too.

I heard the shot, I got scared.
I thought maybe you, uh,

turned the gun on yourself.

You've been following me?

I was watching over you.

- Why?
- [GRUNTS]

I feel responsible for your situation.

I shouldn't. I mean, from a
professional standpoint,

I shouldn't, but I do.

You got to forgive yourself
for what happened to Felix.

That's what my priest said.

- He's right.
- [PHONE BUZZING]

Excuse me.

Rosalie.

Carl. What are you up to?

Uh-huh.

Listen, send her home.

Get a hold of Eddie. Tell
him I need a new lock.

Thumb turn.

Yeah, and a new door, too.

I don't know, a fucking door.

He's got a whole truck full of them.

Then meet me at Franklin's
funeral home in 30.

Just one. I'll explain.

The faster you get this done,
the sooner you'll get back.

I appreciate it, buddy.

There's no shame in fainting, Rosalie.

But in a perfect world, not
at the scene of a crime.

[BODY THUDS]

[TRAFFIC LIGHT CLICKING]

As I was saying, a lot of
people faint their first time.

[SIGHS]

_

- Hey.
- Hey.

So?

Did you find Frank?

No need. The situation changed,

but thanks for the info.

Because he's dead.

Huh.

Good thing I didn't go
looking for him then.

Salas is bringing in a boat
full of heroin next week.

- Charlie knows about it.
- How does he know?

Salas sent a hitman to take care of him,

but must have shopped
around for a bargain,

and Charlie caught the guy.
Tortured him.

Killed him?

Didn't ask, and I wasn't there.

What's Charlie gonna do?

What do you think Charlie's gonna do?

Hijack the shipment.

Except I doubt there'll be any shipment.

Junior and Salas have been
spending time together lately.

Why don't you bust Junior already?

Because you get paid to wait?

Nothing sticks yet, is that it?

Right.

So, when Charlie tries
to hijack the shipment

and no one shows up,

he'll figure someone talked.

DILLON: Look, I know you're
not big on taking my advice,

but you better make sure
he doesn't think it's you.

JETT: Soon as I get back, I will.

Where are you going?

Uh, spa weekend with a girlfriend.

Somehow, I can't picture that.

Some people lack vision.

♪ ♪

Good morning, Rosalie.

I have to go to work now and...

didn't know if you preferred
coffee or tea first thing.

What's wrong?

Turn around.

What are you doing?

I said turn around.

Slow.

What did we say about self-control...

[TRAY CLATTERS]

- Synced & corrected by MementMori -
-- www.addic7ed.com --

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

["JETT" THEME PLAYS]

- MAN: What's your name?
- [LOCK CLICKS]

You know my name.

- ALICE: [OVER PHONE] Mom?
- What's up, monkey?

- ALICE: Where are you?
- JETT: Just workin'.

- Shh.
- [EXCLAIMS]

MAN 2: Nobody is coming to save you.

- [CHUCKLING]
- [CHAINSAW BUZZES]

[MUSIC CONCLUDES]

[SMOOTH MUSIC PLAYS]

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Episode five starts a
little bit with a timeout.

Charlie and Jett are
having their next date

that he wondered if she would
actually want to have.

SEBASTIAN GUTIERREZ: We
get a really good sense

as to how much she and Charlie
like each other as people.

If Jett gets nervous at all,
she's a little nervous here.

And these coincidences
that are piling up,

it's not gonna take
very long for Charlie

to start putting together
that Jett might be involved.

You gonna tell me how
you really got hurt?

CARLA GUGINO: She makes up this story

about waking up and sleepwalking.

If I did, you'd never believe it.

You know, she knows that
he knows her pretty well.

I think if anyone could see a tell,

- it would be him.
- Try me.

We realize that part of this is true.

Like, she is actually revealing
things about herself

that she normally wouldn't,

and so this is mixing truth and fiction.

Different characters here
are technically betraying

the other characters, so Jett
is collecting information

that will hurt Charlie.

JETT: What are you gonna do about Salas?

Ah, he's got a boat full of
heroin docking here next week.

GUTIERREZ: This is a world
where life really is cheap.

And the only person he
can say that to is Jett.

And of course, Jett is one person

who's actually working with
the cops to bring him down.

Ah, it's a mess of a setup.

There's only one exit route.

What would you do?

And also, she does have
a soft spot for him,

there's no doubt about it.

Given a choice,

I never go in somewhere
with only one exit route.

[ROSALIE GASPS]

This parallel story that we've
been seeing with Rosalie

and Benny, who shot her lover,

has felt guilty the whole time.

BENNY: It's what happens
when you lose control.

It happens sometimes. you
just have to learn from it.

[SIGHS]

There's no shame in fate, Rosalie.

Not in a perfect world, not
at the scene of the crime.

[THUD]

And that story... [CHUCKLES]
is gonna take other turns.

What did we say about self-control?