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Lost my mind and killed a man.

Thought I was Marlon Brando.

Method acting got the best of me.

And most of the casting director's head.

Ended up in bed with the wrong kind of woman.

If you could call her a woman at all.

She sliced me and ate me up.

And now I'm in hell.

It's hot.

And I'll do anything to get out.

No, no!

No, no, no. No more.

No, no, no, no, no, stop whipping me!

Have you had enough J.J.?

Reminds me of our first date when I had you all tied up.

No, no, no, no, no.

please, please, please, I'll do anything.

I wanna make a deal.

I wanna make a deal.

Hm, do you want to make a deal, J.J.?

Yeah, I want to make a deal.

I'll do anything.

Untie him.

What?

I said, untie him.

Hellena wants to see him.

Uh, oh, whoa.

Come on.

Well, well, well.

If it isn't J.J.

What do you want?

I'm busy.

I want to get out of here.

I want to make a deal.

I don't make deals with losers.

Hellena, J.J.'s not a loser.

Don't be mean.

Lucy, what the hell is the matter with you?

J.J.?

Come on.

Capone, Dillinger, Clyde Barrow.

I mean, these are real men.

Anybody but this guy.

He's cute, and I like him.

I like his hat and his little boxer shorts.

He's the one.

The one I've been waiting for.

Thank you, baby.

Aw.

J.J.

Lucy likes you, and God knows why.

I'll tell you what, darling.

I'm feeling a little generous.

You have seven days to perform seven deeds.

Bring me seven souls.

You fuck up,

which I'm sure you will, and your ass fries.

Pull it off, and you're free.

Do we have a deal?

You got a deal.

- You got a deal. - Mmm.

Yeah, you got a deal. You better believe it.

Oh, shit.

Oh, man.

Whoo!

Okay.

I'm back, baby.

I'm back.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I missed you, baby.

Yeah.

Not a bad deal, J.J.

Not a bad deal.

Oh, it gets even better.

Better.

Yeah, hello?

Ready for your first deed, cutie?

Kill a rat.

Kill a rat, huh?

Yeah, that'd be easy.

You got 30 minutes.

Clock's ticking.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

All right.

All right, J.J., come on now.

Think, baby.

I know, Scales and Tails.

They'll have a rat.

Scales and Tails, how may I help you?

Yeah, I'm looking for a rat.

Oh, let me see if we have any. Please hold.

Uh, we have literally one left.

Hold him for me.

Okay, I'll be on the way.

We don't do holds.

Don't you worry, pal.

I'm gonna make it worth your while.

Sorry, first come, first served.

That's our policy at Scales and Tails.

Hey, don't tap on the glass, please.

Here's your pet rat.

Snaky's gonna love you.

Uh, we don't normally sell those rats for consumption.

Um, I know.

Okay.

Hey, um, we're closing.

Yeah, you can't come in here.

What are you-- Whoa!

- Where's the rat? - Okay.

- Where's the rat? - We just-- Oh!

We just sold it!

Where's the rat?

The goth girl in a black dress.

Which way did she go?

She's right there.

You didn't have to be so mean.

Hey, hey!

Give me the rat.

I'm sorry, buddy.

It's you or me.

And I don't want to go back to hell.

So it's gonna be you.

Oh, shit.

Goddamn.

Oh, man.

You look just like Louie.

Our little pet rat when I was seven.

Oh, shit.

I'm gonna have to do you in, buddy,

because I don't want to go back to hell.

I'm gonna have to do you in.

Shut up, you fucking rat!

You fucking rat!

Wait a minute.

Rat.

Maybe it's that kind of rat.

Maybe the devil means that kind of rat.

Hold on, buddy.

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Please don't.

You ratted us out, you piece of shit!

Please, I got a bad ticker.

- Oh, bad ticker, huh? - Yeah.

Let me take care of that.

Step aside, boys!

Who the hell are you?

The exterminator.

You guys scram.

Go on, get out of here.

Three seconds to spare.

Yeah, hello?

Good job, J.J.

Good job.

I didn't think you were smart enough

to figure out which rat I was talking about.

Yeah, well, I did.

Reach to your left pocket, pal.

Turn that hundred bucks into five grand.

Without killing anyone.

You have until midnight.

Good luck.

You're gonna need it.

Lucy, get out of here.

Louie.

Louie, where are you, buddy?

Huh.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

What is the nature of your sin, my son?

I, um...

I killed a rat.

Well, animals are God's creatures, my son.

Say five Hail Marys and ask for Jesus' forgiveness

in your heart.

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

No, it wasn't a pet rat, Father, no.

It was a human, and I shot him in the head.

Repeat after me.

My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart.

My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart.

In choosing to do wrong

and failing to do good, I have sinned against you.

In choosing to do wrong and failing to do good,

I have sinned against you.

I firmly intend to sin no more

and avoid whatever leads me to sin.

I firmly intend to sin no more

and avoid whatever leads me to sin.

Lord Jesus, Son of God, have mercy on me.

Lord Jesus, Son of God, have mercy on me.

And accept God's will.

No.

No, I'm afraid I can't do that, Father.

See, I, uh, I made a deal with the devil.

J.J., my brother from a different mother.

How you doing?

I need some action tonight, okay?

Some Hold 'Em.

Well, I got a card game going on tomorrow.

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

Not tomorrow, okay?

Tonight, all right?

Right now.

Cash game.

Why do you only call me when you really need something?

Hey, come on, man.

Help me out, okay?

We're supposed to be family.

All right, all right, all right. Hold your horses.

Hold your horses there, cowboy.

Hold your horses.

Speaking of, you still wearing that hat that I gave you?

You know what?

There's a game going on in the valley tonight.

High stakes.

I think I can get you in.

Let me text you the address.

J.J., did you get the address?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got it.

Okay. Tell him Don Leon sent you.

That'll get you in.

Oh, and do me one favor, J.J.

No matter how tempting it is, stay away from the back room.

Stay away from the back room action.

Please, do me that favor.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hello?

I'm here for the game.

Don Leon sent me.

Hold on.

Hey, I have a guy dressed as a crazy cowboy.

Okay.

Are you packing?

- Yeah. - Hand this over.

Okay, you're good to go.

Good evening, sir, and how much will you be buying in for?

Give me 100.

$100,000.

All right, $1,000 chips all right?

No, no, no, no.

One $100 chip.

$100.

Are you kidding?

Do you know who you're sitting down with tonight?

It's all I need.

Yep.

Well, good luck.

Welcome to the table.

Thank you.

How do you know Don Leon, J.J.?

We go way back.

We're practically family.

Oh, shit.

No shit.

Let's see some cards, huh?

Absolutely.

Yeah, do it.

I've seen better, but not bad.

$200.

I raise you $1,000.

$1,000, huh?

You must have something pretty good, but you know what?

I've always liked cowboys.

I'm all in.

Shit. Fold.

Well, when I see a lucky one, I know one.

Fold.

Pocket Rockets.

Let's see what the damage is.

All right.

Come on, cowboys.

Nice hand, J.J.

I got lucky on the river.

What the hell's going on in the other room there?

High stakes in the other room.

Oh, yeah?

What's the game? What's the bet?

What's the stakes?

The roulette.

Roulette, huh?

What's the buy-in?

Your life.

You know, I think I'll stick to Hold 'Em.

Know what I'm saying?

A smart kid.

Let's see some more cards.

You know, uh...

You know, I'm a little short-stacked here, uh...

I think I might want in on the roulette.

Feeling lucky?

I was born lucky, baby.

I have a new player who wants to join the game.

Is there room?

Get him.

At the poker table with me.

I see why Don likes the kids.

You got balls.

Made of brass.

If you don't see each other, it's nice knowing you.

Oh, we'll see each other again.

Don't you worry about that.

Oh!

Oh!

That's what you came here to see!

It's always them! They always win!

Who wants to play?

You want to play?

All right.

Country boy, huh?

That's right. Country boy's all in.

All in.

$650.

Any bets, any bets, any bets?

More money!

All right, I'll take your money, I'll take your money,

I'll take your money!

Big money, real bets, huh?

You want to make some money?

You want to make some money?

$10K on Ming.

Last bets, last bets?

Last bet here?

No more bets.

Ming never loses.

Two bullets now!

Who wants to make money?

Let's see, two bullets!

Two bullets, place your bets!

Just put more money down.

See if the cowboy is lucky.

No more bets.

Lucky this time.

For now.

We have three bullets!

50-50 chance!

-Who's placing your bets? -$1,000 on Ming.

I'm betting on the guy with the hat.

Oh, feeling lucky tonight.

More money, more money, come on, who wants to make money?

I know you want to make money.

We're gonna take that guy.

You're crazy.

Obvious, it's what you love about me.

Any more bets?

Yee-haw!

Four bullets.

Lucky!

He's getting lucky.

Not as lucky as Ming.

Because we got...

Five bullets!

I lost $1,000.

He survived five bullets.

Hey, I think I'm just--

You're in the game, finish it.

Wait a minute, man, it's past midnight.

Finish the game, make him finish the game.

Let's see who can make it past six bullets.

$5,000 to one.

Ready for a show?

Make some money!

$5,000 to one, come on, you can't win.

Damnit.

Good luck.

Well, I guess this is what happens when you...

trust the devil.

Should've known better.

Wait, hold on!

Yeah?

I'm looking right at him.

- All right. - Come on, man.

Yeah, yeah, hello?

Good job, J.J.

You continue to impress me.

I thought you double-crossed me.

Oh, come on.

You can trust me.

I would've called you sooner,

but my cell phone ran out of battery.

I had to call you on the rotary dial.

My God, you made some serious money tonight, baby.

Hey, uh, Lucy?

Yes, Hellena?

What's the name of that gal that killed

your last boyfriend with a butter knife?

Which one?

That loser professor you were dating.

Oh, you're talking about Heidi.

He wasn't the only man that she killed.

She's killed, like, 39 and a half men.

Well, she's been busy.

That's it, J.J.

Find Heidi and bring her soul to me.

You've got until midnight.

Adios.

Yeah, are we still betting?

What the fuck is going on?

Cowboy wins!

Cowboy!

Cowboy!

You're the man!

You're the man!

J.J., it's Lucy.

Call me.

Hey, handsome.

Looking for a good time?

Hey, uh, you know where I can find a twisted dyke named Heidi?

No.

But I know where you can find some dirty pig, sugar.

Now, where would that be?

At the po-po station.

They got a whole bunch of them over there.

All right, come here, come here.

What's this for?

Looking cute.

Come back this evening.

I want a ride in that Cadillac.

Oh, Jesus.

What, JJ? What?

You know, the one thing I asked you to do and you did.

I told you, don't go in the back room

and then you go and you play Russian roulette.

-You're lucky to be alive. -Hey, come on, man.

You know, I just need some information

on a twisted dyke named Heidi.

Now, I know you can make some phone calls

and find out for me, okay?

We're supposed to be family.

JJ, who do you think I am?

You think you can call me 24-7 with these demands?

I have no idea who you're talking about.

Listen, you asked me to pull some strings and I did.

Listen.

I'm sorry, man. I gotta feed my cat.

Son of a bitch.

I'm gonna rock your world.

-Oh. -Hm!

I'm gonna eat you like

a barbecue of rotisserie chicken.

-Ah! -Hmm, voicemail.

J.J., it's Lucy.

Call me.

Lucy.

All right, Lucy.

Redial.

Hi, J.J.

Lucy, what do you want?

You know I like you.

And Hellena would kill me if she knew I was talking to you.

Have you found Heidi?

What do you think?

Look, she has a nightclub in Van Nuys called The Back Door.

Oh, that's very original.

I thought so, too.

She's there every night from 10 p.m. on.

Yeah, thanks, doll.

Lucy!

Back Door, here we come.

Excuse me.

I'm so sorry to bother you.

I'm looking for my boyfriend.

Have you seen him in here lately?

No.

Are you sure?

Can you please look closer?

No.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

What'll it be, cowboy?

I'm gonna have me some Oglesby Reserve.

You got it.

No, no, no.

You save the shot glass for yourself, girl.

I'll take the whole bottle.

Come here.

You know where I can find Heidi?

The way you're dressed, darling.

She'll find you.

Tina, where did you find this tall drink of water?

I don't think we've been introduced, stranger.

I'm Heidi.

Well, now, the pleasure's all mine.

Oh, such a gentleman.

Where on planet are you from, stranger?

Well, I be from...

planet Louisville.

You see, it's in the, uh, Kentucky solar system.

Oh, fast horses, fast money, and even faster women.

Not to mention the best bourbon in the world.

Tina, set us up with a round.

What's your pleasure?

Um, I didn't get your name.

Name's Jonathan Jones, but my, uh, close friends,

they call me J.J.

Are we friends already, J.J.?

Well, I'd say when a little filly like you

comes running up in here, buying me a drink,

I'd say we're becoming friends.

Well, I was kind of hoping we could be more than just friends.

Oh, yeah.

That's what I'm talking about.

Oh, it's hot.

What's the matter? You see something you like?

You have no idea

what I'm thinking about doing to you.

Oh, big boy.

Follow me.

You have no idea what I'm gonna do to you.

Come here, baby.

Mmm!

Seriously, Heidi, again?

Get the hell out of here, bitch!

Can't you see I'm busy?

Fucking whore.

Oh, that is quite a piece of Louisville lumber

you have there.

Yeah, I've never been known to disappoint a lady yet.

This is gonna feel so good, big boy.

Show me what you got.

Hasta la vista, Heidi.

What the hell happened out there?

There's a big mess out there next to the dumpster.

You better clean it up.

Hey, baby.

Who is this?

You've got one guess.

Is that J.J.? Is he okay?

Lucy, mind your own business.

I want to talk to him.

You've talked to him enough.

Hey, what's going on?

You know damn well what's going on, J.J.

Don't play innocent with me.

Lucy tipped you off where to find Heidi.

Hey, she called me.

I didn't call her.

Look, I'm gonna be very generous with you

and even let this one go.

Matter of a fact, I'm gonna reward you with the next one.

Kill a cop and bring him to me.

You've got until high noon tomorrow.

Piece of cake. Oink, oink.

Yeah, devil's food.

Oink, oink.

Wow.

Bless me, Father.

For I have sinned again.

This time I killed a woman.

Why have you not turned yourself in?

I didn't come here to answer questions, Father.

I came here to confess my sins.

Until you turn yourself in and accept Jesus

into your heart, there is nothing I can do for you.

Now, you must turn yourself in.

You must accept his will.

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

It's not that easy, Father.

I was in hell, and I made a deal with the devil to get out.

The devil has no power over you, my son.

Those who are powerless over themselves

must feel the wrath of God.

Now leave, and don't come back.

Pow, pow, pow.

Hey, pretty lady!

How you doing tonight?

Fight harder, it makes it more fun.

Hey, let her go.

Fuck you gonna do about it,

you Kid Rock lookin' motherfucker?

Motherfucker, fuck you!

Baby, baby, you okay?

I coulda handled him.

Yeah, it sure looked like it.

Come on, come on.

I got a guy.

All right, come on, now get in the car.

-Fuck you! -Here, here.

You might need this sometime now, come on.

You can take a shower in my bathroom if you would like.

And for $200 more, you can come in me next time.

Where's the stash?

There's no stash, Bobby, you're my first today.

-Where's the stash? -It's in my purse!

Ronnie!

Ronnie, get in here, quick, please!

You're gonna be here when I get back.

Okay.

And you keep your mouth shut.

Okay.

-Did you hear me? -Yes.

You're gonna keep your mouth shut?

Yes!

Do you want me to shut it for good?

That's a good girl.

I'm not done with you yet.

I'll be back.

Got his dick wet!

What's your name?

That's what I'm talking about, baby girl.

Oh, yeah, sunshine.

Oh!

I ain't ever going home.

God, look at you.

God damn it!

My mouth is dry.

Hey, where's the cash?

Shut your fucking mouth!

My mouth is dry.

Grab me a beer.

Where the fuck?

There you go, b-b-boss.

Jesus, it's so hard to find good help.

Hey, where's the cash?

You're lucky you're my brother.

Where's the money at, fucker?

Oh, yeah, yeah, I-- I got it.

Spit it the fuck out, come on.

Give me some money here.

Little brother.

-I got you-- -Surprise!

There's your fucking money.

Oh, fuck you.

Yeah, that's what I'm going to be doing later

to you, motherfucker.

Yeah, right.

Oh! Oh, shit.

Oh, God. Oh, fuck.

Are you okay?

Oh, damn.

It was nightmare, baby.

Jesus. That was a bad one.

You, uh, you really know where I can find a dirty cop?

Funny you should ask. My girlfriend's seeing one.

Can we talk about something else?

Yeah, sure.

You're not from around here, are you?

Well, now, how'd you guess that?

Texas?

Uh-uh. I'm from Kentucky.

Oh, right, Kentucky.

What brought you to this crazy town?

I'm in hell.

For the devil.

Does not exactly look like

you might think the devil would look.

But the devil's got a couple of friends down there.

And anyway, um, I didn't like it much

down there, so I made a deal with the devil,

and I got to collect seven souls in seven days,

or spend the rest of my eternity burning in hell.

For real?

So, uh, could you tell me

a little bit about you, Charlotte?

Well, my real name's Emily Wilson, not Charlotte.

Hm.

I grew up in Oakland.

My mom raised me, but we didn't really get along.

My high school boyfriend got me pregnant,

and I moved out here to be a model,

ended up stripping, and now I'm on the streets.

Well, uh, what happened to your baby?

-Lost my baby. -How?

Let's change the subject.

So...

you seriously want to find a dirty cop?

Yeah. Serious as a heart attack.

Can I trust you?

Mm. Oo-ee.

I'm either falling in love,

or I've done completely lost my damn mind.

Okay.

I'm gonna call my girlfriend.

Your call has been forwarded to an automatic--

She's probably with a client. Let me try her again.

You call has been forwarded to an automatic

voice message system, 310-6666...

Something's wrong.

Jenny always picks up.

I hope she didn't get herself in trouble

with that cop she's dating and get herself arrested.

Where's she staying?

Flamingo Motel.

All right, get dressed. We're going over there.

Which room is she in, baby?

- Number 4. - All right, come on, let's go.

Oh, my God!

Jenny! Jenny!

No!

-She's dead! -Oh, shit.

No! No!

Got 'em both. Got 'em both.

-Baby, baby, baby, come here. -Jenny!

Come here. Come here, baby.

-Baby, ba-- -No!

Hey, hey, hey, look. Look at me. Baby, baby.

Baby, come on. I'm gonna fix it, okay?

I'm gonna fix it. I got a plan.

It's him. He's coming.

Okay, okay, hold on, hold on.

Hold on.

Tuck away, tuck away behind me.

This son of a bitch.

All right, you son of a bitch.

You like that, huh? You like that, huh? Come here.

Yeah. That's what you get, fucker.

Yeah, hello?

You know, I thought about having you kill an actual pig,

but, uh, Lucy talked me out of it.

She thinks pigs are cute.

That's cute, yeah.

Isn't it?

Well, apple doesn't fall far from the tree, J.J.

Hmm.

So, you, uh, call yourself an actor, huh?

That's what it says on my union card.

Well, then you're gonna love your next role.

Let's see if you could do

a better job impersonating a police officer

than the unfortunate slug you just plugged.

You're gonna need to convince me you can uphold

the law and bring me the leader of Satan's disciples.

He, by the way, loves cops.

Especially on vintage bikes.

All right, listen up, Kentucky.

I'm gonna make this very easy

for you and even tell you where he is.

Got a pen?

No, no, I can remember.

666 Signal Hill. Did you write that down?

I don't need to. I told you, I can remember.

All right, pal.

I'm gonna need someone to ride with.

Don't let me down.

Now, don't you worry about that.

Uh-huh.

Now, baby, I told you I had a plan.

All right, baby. Take my keys.

Keys to my apartment.

I'm gonna need you to go there,

and I'm gonna need you to wait for me.

Where are you going?

I'm going to take care of a crazy motorcycle gang, okay?

Don't you worry about it.

I want to go with you.

No, baby, it's not safe.

Just go there and you wait for me, baby, okay?

I love you.

Wait for me. I'll be back.

What do you think happened to his uniform, Harold?

I don't know.

But I'm kind of glad this guy bought it.

Hm. Why's that?

Detectives Cain and Abel told me he's the one that's been

impersonating the police officer and killing hookers.

I think he might have been a member of

the infamous Satan's Disciples motorcycle gang.

Well, I guess he had it coming to him, then.

Saved the taxpayers some dough.

Where the hell's Clutch?

I don't know, boss.

Said he went around the corner or something.

He'd better get here quick.

Fucking starving.

-Cable. -Yeah, boss.

How about you give me another cold one?

Ten-four, Eleanor.

Fucking Leroy!

You just called me Eleanor?

What'd I tell you about calling me a woman's name?

Sorry, boss.

No, it's not sorry, boss.

It's yes, Leroy, sir.

Sorry, Leroy, sir.

Take this.

That's a lot better.

Look.

Next motherfucking whore that disrespects me,

is gonna be real fucking sorry.

Yes, sir.

Boss! Boss!

Where the hell you been, Clutch?

Will you take it easy on him?

You know he only stutters when you make him nervous.

Get your panties out of a knot.

I mean, hell, you're making me nervous.

This is between me and Clutch.

Understand?

Yes, Leroy, sir.

Clutch, where's my hamburger? Or did you eat that, too?

It-- it's in my s-s-saddlebag.

Th-th-th-th-th... Go get it!

Idiots!

I'm around fucking idiots!

All I wanted was my fucking hamburger.

Boss, he never forgets your lunch.

Something's really gotta be bugging him.

Yeah.

No shit.

How about you pick up that phone, call Bobby.

And bring some of those hookers out.

We both need to blow off a little steam.

-Am I right? -You got it, boss.

-Yeah, this is Bobby. -Uh-huh.

I'm either drunk or with a hooker.

-Leave a message. -Bobby's not answering.

Then call him again.

You got it, boss.

No, no, no, no. Give me that phone.

Answering machine? Bobby!

There better be a good reason for

you not picking up the phone for me.

God damn it, Bobby!

God damn it!

What?

He's dead.

What'd you say?

He's dead, Leroy.

You're messing with me. You're messing with me.

Hey, listen, please don't--

I'm not messing with you, Leroy.

I just heard it over the radio.

They found Bobby dead in a hotel room with a hooker.

That's not all, Leroy.

They said the cops might be looking for us.

Hey.

Looking for the leader of the gang here.

What do you want?

I asked you a question.

I'm looking for the leader of the gang.

How can I help you, officer?

Well, well, well.

You must be the leader of the gang.

Well, that depends.

Let's see your warrant.

Be in the saddlebag.

Yeah, that right there.

That's a nice bike, see.

Oh, yeah?

You want to know something about it that I know?

Yeah, what's that?

That in 1975, the LAPD decommissioned this bike.

And the only other person to have this bike

was my brother Bobby.

Why did you kill my brother Bobby?

-All yours. -He wants to play, boys.

- Fucking silly bitch. - Get 'em, boss.

-Fuck you. -Motherfucker.

Fucking kill him. Fuck you.

-That's for Bobby. -Yeah.

Ah, fuck you.

It's over, motherfucker. Yeah.

Hey, Leroy. What you doing?

About to blow this fucker's head off.

Jenny told me you boys might want some company tonight.

Did you hear what happened to Bobby?

Bobby?

Bobby?

Is there a fucking echo in here?

Bobby, my fucking brother.

He's fucking dead, and he killed him.

What? Are you sure?

He took his fucking badge and his fucking bike.

I'm so sorry, baby.

You piece of shit.

Got you, Kentucky.

Boys, give me some space.

How you doing, sweetheart?

Mm.

That's nice, sweetheart. There you go. There you go.

That's it right there.

Hey. Hey, bitch.

Hey, I'm talking to you.

Eleanor.

The fuck did you just call me? Give me a moment.

You son of a bitch.

I'll just fucking end you now, motherfucker.

You big motherfucker.

Goddamn...

Oh. Yeah.

Bravo, bravo.

My God.

You're not half bad an actor, J.J.

I mean, really.

You got a little Bonnie and Clyde thing

going on there with Charlotte. I like it.

Better not let Lucy find out, though.

She won't like you two timing on her.

You know the old saying, hell hath no fury. Right?

Am I right?

Hundred percent.

Okay, listen, I'm liking your performance skills here.

Now, let's see how much Charlotte really likes you.

Let's see if you're a match made in hell.

You still with me, darling?

J.J.?

Are you there?

J.J., I can't hear you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm here, I'm here.

Okay. Good.

I thought I lost you there for a moment.

Bad reception down here.

Now, as I was saying, yes.

Here's what I need you to do before midnight.

Are you ready?

Yeah, yeah, I'm ready.

I want you to convince Charlotte to kill someone.

Make her kill and turn her out.

Make her bring the next soul to me!

Oh, hell no. Damn it!

Oh, shit.

Oh, baby.

Who was that?

Oh, you don't want to know.

Baby.

You ever hated someone so much, you wanted to kill them?

Yeah.

-Okay. -I've thought about it.

That's good. That's good.

All right, come on now.

Oh, damn.

Yeah.

Oh...

You got anything to eat in here?

Uh, should be some eggs, slab of bacon,

and some milk in the fridge, if-- hasn't gone bad.

Okay.

Hell no.

Nasty.

That milk's gone sour.

Do you like me, JJ?

I'm serious. Answer me.

You are so guarded.

You never tell me how you really feel.

I-- I've got my reasons, baby.

Like what?

Let's just not get into this right now, okay?

Do what now?

I don't want to fight with you right now, baby, okay?

Fight?

Believe me, if we were fighting, you would know it.

God damn it, J.J.

It's not easy for me to share my feelings either.

I mean, I've told you twice that I love you,

and you just stay all bottled up, staring into space.

You don't say anything back. What's wrong with you?

Look, I've never been good at this, okay?

Good at what?

Relationships.

Is that what this is?

A relationship?

Look, baby, now when you say you love me,

do you really mean it?

Do you think I would have risked my life tonight,

saving your ass from that crazy-ass motorcycle gang,

if I didn't fucking love you, huh?

Yeah, and exactly how did you know

where that motorcycle gang was anyway, huh?

Would you just go in there and have sex with all of them, huh?

I was worried sick about you heading out last night.

And I had a bad feeling, J.J., so I followed you.

I would never lie to you, J.J.

Well...

Actually, I have lied to you once.

Just once.

-Uh-huh. -Once.

Once.

Okay.

Do you remember that time when I told you that

it was my high school boyfriend that got me pregnant?

It was someone else, from a long time ago.

Who?

My mama was dating a man when I was in high school.

It was a businessman, much older than she,

who said he loved her,

and was going to take care of her.

So she cleaned up her act, and got off drugs,

and she would have done anything for this man.

But that all changed one day

when I was coming home from school.

You see, Mama had to work a double that night,

and I was at home all by myself,

and he showed up, in his big, fancy car.

So I let him in, and I told him

that Mama wasn't going to be home till midnight.

And he said he knew that.

I said, well, if you know that, then why did you come over?

And...

He put his arm around me, and he said,

" 'Cause I wanted to see you, alone."

I didn't know what to do.

And then what happened?

I don't know how Mama found out what he did to me,

'cause I never told her, but she did.

And when Mama found out I was pregnant, oh, Mama lost it.

And one night, I was coming home from school.

I found her in the bathtub.

With both her wrists slit.

And that night, after the coroner

took Mama's body away, he shows up,

kicks me so hard in my stomach, I had a miscarriage.

And he says for me not to say a word to anybody,

and for me to keep my mouth shut,

and I have, until just now.

You know what needs to be done, don't you, baby?

I can't kill anybody, J.J., not even this man.

It's just not right.

Baby, I don't need you to do this just for yourself.

I need you to do this for us, 'cause if you really

love me the way you say you do,

you're going to do this one thing.

And if you really love me, then marry me.

I killed four more people, Father.

Oh, and they got what they deserved, too.

Dead.

Yeah. And you know what?

I'm not going to be turning myself in, neither.

Oh, no.

Because I got someone now, someone who understands me,

someone I care about, someone I care about more than myself,

and someone, Father, who loves me.

And now she's going to have to become

what I've become, a killer.

You listen to me, Father? You listening to me?

I spoke to God, my son.

I must follow His will.

Give me that gun. Give me that gun.

Who needs forgiveness now, father, huh?

Oh, yeah, you better say your prayers.

Oh, damn.

Repeat after me, J.J. I, Jonathan Jones.

I, Jonathan Jones.

Take you, Emily Charlotte Wilson.

Take you, Emily Charlotte Wilson.

To be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward.

To be my wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward.

For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer.

For better and worse, for richer, for poorer.

Bring me the property tax report for the Archway Megaplex.

It's already right here, sir.

Hmm. And Julia?

Yes?

There's one more thing.

What's that?

Come here.

Make reservations for us at the Charleston

-for this evening. -Hmm?

My wife's out of town.

You mean your ex-wife, right?

Mm-hmm.

I'll be right back.

Emily, repeat after me.

I, Emily Charlotte Wilson.

I, Emily Charlotte Wilson.

Take you, Jonathan Jones.

Take you, Jonathan Jones.

To be my husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward.

To be my husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward.

Well, well, well.

You actually picked up the phone, Chauncey.

I'm shocked.

I thought you'd be fucking your secretary.

What's this one's name?

I'm busy.

With what? Gambling, or fucking hookers?

And what is it that you do, actually?

When I get back from my trip, you and I, we're going to talk.

Divorce papers are in the mail.

For better, for worse. For richer, for poorer.

For better, for worse.

For richer, for poorer.

Where's Julia?

Julia? Oh, your personal assistant?

Yes. She said to give you this.

She's a little tied up right now.

What are you doing in here?

What are you doing in here?

Funny.

I should have asked you the same question 20 years ago.

What are you doing in here?

You don't remember me, do you?

J.J., place the ring on Charlotte's finger, Emily.

Here you go, baby.

Emily, place the ring on J.J.'s finger.

Remember me now?

No.

Well, maybe this will help.

Open it.

Charlotte!

What are you doing here? What do you want?

Mind if I smoke?

Thanks, but no thanks.

Cigars only.

Cuban.

My, my, my. Someone's come up in the world.

I was never down,

'til I denigrated myself with your mother.

Denigrating yourself, huh?

How about raping me when I was underage?

I'll bet if we look up the definition of the word

"denigrating," it doesn't say anything

about raping an underage girl and getting her pregnant.

You know, I'm sorry about what happened to your mother.

And as far as your... rape allegations,

we both know they're false.

You couldn't prove it anyway.

All right.

I'll tell you what, Charlotte.

Fifty...

thousand...

dollars.

Yeah.

Have a good life.

Not big enough, huh?

Okay. Okay.

One hundred...

thousand...

dollars.

Take it or leave it.

And if you want my best advice, you better take it.

I'm not interested in your money.

I want something else.

Relax.

Oh, yes...

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, oh...

Take off that silly hat and look into my eyes.

By virtue of the power vested in me from Graceland,

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

JJ, you may kiss your lovely bride.

Come here, baby.

Yeah, hello?

What a performance you both gave.

I actually had to wipe away some tears.

Just don't tell anybody, though, or I'll have to kill you.

Actually, Lucy will probably kill you anyway.

She found out you married Charlotte.

I guess you and Charlotte really are a match made in hell, huh?

Well, you reached day seven, bud.

I can't believe you came this far.

Now that you're actually married and all,

I'm gonna give you some time to enjoy the married life.

Trust me, it's not all it's cracked up to be.

JJ, are you there?

Yep, I'm here.

Enjoy your honeymoon.

I'm not gonna bother calling you anymore.

But Lucy does have a little wedding gift waiting for you.

Huh?

You never trust the devil.

Where am I?

What's going on?

What's going on?

Until next time, J.J.