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Knee-Toe.

Hello?

Susan. I-I-I'm so sorry.

Gary? Gary?

Ahhh!

Cover.

Clear.

Trust me, me and you this weekend at the cabin,

it's going to be great.

Great! I'm looking forward to it.

All right, I'm going to go pay for these.

You know, he's not going to leave her for you, right?

Excuse me?

He's married.

No, he's not!

The mark around his ring finger says otherwise.

Could be recently divorced.

That scumbag!

Thank you for letting me know!

257, please.

Thank you.

What?

Nothing.

What's up, Al?

Stop harassing my customers.

He's a piece of shit.

It's none of your business man.

She needed to know.

Thanks Al. Thank you.

Don't go looking for no trouble.

I don't need to.

I can't believe you.

You never told me you were married!

What?

Your ring finger.

Excuse me, ma'am. If there's ever anything you need me to look into,

here's my card.

Who the hell is this guy?

My name is Jason Flores. I'm a private investigator.

You two enjoy your weekend now.

You hired a private investigator?

I didn't, but I should have for your slimy ass!

♪ - Hold on ♪

♪ I heard you're feeling down ♪

♪ Nothings going your way ♪

♪ Failures all around ♪

♪ They broke your heart today ♪

♪ Hold on ♪

♪ Stay strong ♪

♪ Hold on ♪

♪ Stay strong ♪

♪ You've got no more fight ♪

♪ That's what they'll say ♪

♪ Got to make it right ♪

♪ Find a better way ♪

♪ Hold on ♪

♪ Stay strong ♪

♪ Hold on ♪

♪ Stay strong ♪

Yo, it's Eddie Flores.

Leave your name, number.

I I'll get back to you when I can, alright.

Hey. Um, I know we don't have any clients right now,

but uh I thought we were going to go over ways to promote ourselves this afternoon.

Just give me a call back when you get this. Okay. Bye.

Hello?

Are you Eddie Flores's brother? Jason - Yeah

We need you to come grab him at the station.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Hurry.

Okay, bye.

Really?

Hey there!

Pissing in public?

A man's got to go, when a man's got to go.

We were supposed to meet today-

to find more clients.

Get in the car.

Eddie-

You need anything else before I turn in?

No, I'm good.

Tomorrow, we hit the ground running.

Right.

Good night.

Guessing you forgot your keys again.

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else.

It says on the internet that you're open at 8?

I I had a really hard time finding this place. There's no sign.

You are a private investigator, correct?

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Uh please come in.

Also, this was posted on your door.

Oh, thank you. Come on in, please.

Sorry, we're just having a late start this morning.

Please excuse the condition of our office.

Please.

So, Mrs.-

Simmons. Susan Simmons.

Mrs. Simmons. How can I help you?

Well, my husband, he was murdered.

Yo! Went down to Al's and got us some joe.

Oh, pardon the intrusion.

This is my partner, Eddie Flores. Eddie, this is Susan.

Eddie, nice to meet you.

Susan was just telling us about her situation.

Apologies for the interruption.

If you can start from the beginning?

Yes, my husband,

he was murdered.

The cops say it was a suicide,

but I know that's not the case.

He would never take his life.

I know my Gary.

Gary-

Gary Simmons?

He died at the casino, right?

Yeah. I um

I read something about that.

I'm sorry about your loss.

Great. So, will you help me?

Will you find out who murdered my husband?

Please, please consider. I'm begging you.

I've been everywhere

and every PI is afraid to challenge this case.

You're my last and only hope.

Um, Mrs. Simmons, so as you stated earlier, just to confirm,

uh, the police department concluded this as a suicide?

Yes,

we need you to fill out a case report.

Here, fill this out with exactly what you told us.

Any additional information or details would help.

We'll get back to you once we've gone over everything.

You got a pen? Yeah.

A murder case, huh? Can you believe this shit? I mean, what are the odds?

What are the odds? I don't know. Do you think it's odd she came to us? I mean,

why us? Well, she said the other PIs were afraid to prove the police wrong.

Maybe they just didn't think it was anything more than a suicide too.

What do you think? I think this lady is looking

for someone to tell her what she wants to hear.

Bottom line, we're broke. So, the beauty of our situation is doesn't even matter what I

think happened. We should just investigate this

thing all the way through and either we come

to the same conclusion that the cops did or we discover some kind of foul play. Yeah,

maybe you're right. I mean, it might be a waste of time,

but is it really if we're getting paid? A job's

a job. We've been looking for business and the

universe just seemingly hand delivered it to us. I say let's get to work, shall we?

Let's go.

So his wife, Miss Susan, was on the phone with him

when he died. So that rules out that she did it,

right? Not exactly. We need to make sure no one else was in the room

the night Gary died. Think the casino still has any footage from that night?

They should. Most places keep records for at

least 6 months. Ah, scene of the crime. Exactly.

All right. I think we've earned ourselves a little break.

So, what do sober people usually do for fun?

I like to go for runs in the park.

Ain't no way.

Don't you want to see Steph? You've been with me

all day. I know what we do for recreation is a little different.

She'll be fine. She sees me

enough. What? Want to push me away again?

no. Come on! I'm just trying to spend some time with my

dear big brother here. Steph will be fine.

I'm just saying I'll understand if you need to see her.

Actually, you know what, I figured out something, alright.

You know what your problem is?

Okay.

Yeah, yeah think you like being alone and miserable.

Really? Do tell. Go ahead. Push away anyone and anything

that might possibly bring you any ounce of joy

and your otherwise quiet little life you got.

Wow. Are you done? Oh, you're done. You're done.

That was that was brilliant. Thank you so much,

Dr. Edwards. I really appreciate the therapy

sessions. I didn't know I signed up for it.

You know, it's funny because you couldn't be so far from the mark. It's unbelievable,

by the way. And you call yourself a detective.

Right.

Where you going?

Somewhere you can't handle.

fuck.

Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey! Oh, fuck!

Give me my bonnet. Oh, fuck. Late night?

What are you doing here? I had to go pee pee.

Pee pee.

and your apartment's closer and I didn't want to get arrested again.

Huh. Good call.

Alright well, I'm going to go pick us up some coffee

from downstairs while you freshen up. All right?

It has been a week since police

have investigated the death of a man which

took place at the Boulevard Casino Hotel. And just last night, they've concluded

this case as a suicide. We're just moments away from hearing from our chief of police.

So, what can you tell us about the night Gary died?

Gary was playing his usual that night. Blackjack, roulette, craps,

His usual? Was he a frequent guest?

Gary? Oh, yeah. He was a regular. You know the type. Always chasing his next big win.

So he had a gambling addiction?

Addiction? Christ. I think the guy spent more time here than at home.

Hmm. Was he acting different in any way?

Hmm. I noticed he wasn't with a woman this time.

You mean his wife?

No, I don't think he's ever been here with his wife before.

Hmm. Okay. Anything else?

Yeah, he seemed down. I don't think I've ever seen him like that before.

Even on the nights he's losing big. They ruled his death was a suicide, right?

They did.

Guess you never really know what's going on inside a fella's head now, do ya?

No. No, you don't.

Think we can take a look at the security tanks from that night? Uh,

Uh, yeah. Give us a few days and we'll have it in your inbox.

Thank you.

Oh, one last thing. Can we take a look at the room where Gary died?

Ask the girl at the front desk.

Thank you.

They cleaned up the room since Gary died, so I don't know if you're going

to find anything in here. You mind if we uh Yeah, go ahead. I'll be here.

They said he died on his bed. Yep. On a phone call.

Yep. You guys think this is more than a suicide?

I just wonder how did the blood get on that lamp

over there? He really killed himself. Only Only

way for him to do that is if he shot himself,

pulled the trigger with his thumb. Just seems odd.

You guys forensic? Just observations.

Did you ever have any interactions with the deceased?

Yeah, Gary was like a regular. He came by pretty frequently. Um,

They said to keep an eye out for him because he was a good tipper.

Were you on desk the night he died?

Yeah, I was here. Um Gary called to the front

desk and he ordered room service. So I brought it

to his room. It was what he usually ordered and I

came in. He was sitting on the bed talking on the

phone. So I put the tray down on the desk and I left.

Thank you, Sarah. I think we're done here.

What the hell was that?

Dude, you know we don't talk about theories with people outside the case,

especially especially to potential suspects.

Right. And I call myself a detective.

I'm so glad you're taking on this case.

So, do you have any leads yet?

We're actually looking into a few things.

Like what?

Well, we actually just got-At this time, we cannot disclose that information.

Well, I I hired you to find information on my husband's killer.

This is what I'm paying you for!

And we will once we finalize our investigation.

In the meantime, please allow us to do the job you hired us for.

All right. Please hurry. I can't even sleep knowing he's out there.

and we hear you. We're doing everything that we can.

But the main reason why we came here today was to ask

if we could have access to you and Gary's phone records.

Of course. Whatever you boys need.

I think someone messed with this footage, man.

There's a time code jump between the time

that Gary died and when the police showed up.

Of course there is. Take a look at this.

Think that's enough for motive? It often is.

All right. Whatever you say.

Shit, it's getting late. We got to get you home.

I'm going to Gary's work tomorrow morning while you're working.

Yeah, don't worry about it. I'll go with you.

What's going on? Why are you avoiding work?

Because I got fired. Fired?

What happened?

It's dumb. I uh, just been distracted.

Was late too many times. So, yeah.

God damn it, Ed. So-

is this why Steph is mad?

Are you avoiding her too?

Uh, she's kind of the reason this is all happening in the first place.

Found out she was cheating on me. What? Yeah.

Found a used condom. in the glove compartment of her car.

So, naturally, as a guy would do, started

asking some questions. And much to my surprise,

she actually confessed to everything. Not like she had any other choice. You know,

she's always been a shit liar.

So, is this why you've been? Yeah.

I mean, I have my suspicions, but you know.

Why didn't you tell me?

And when would I have the time to tell you? Hmm?

with the 10 billion different things you got

going on, like fucking I don't know, like-

getting back up on your feet again, getting sober. I just-

I didn't want you to worry about my shit.

No,

Eddie, you're my little brother. Okay,

I will always worry about you. That's not going to change.

Look at me. Do you understand? Yeah.

So, what are we going to do?

Well, the lease is in her name, so told her I'd be out in a few days.

You know what? fuck her. And fuck what she did to you.

As for a place to stay, You got me. You're staying here.

Yeah. As much as I love to stay here in this luxury penthouse, you got

You got no space for me. You need the office anyway.

For now, you can use a couch. We'll figure something out later.

Remember we used to have bunk beds? How can I possibly forget every single one of

those goddamn foster homes we stayed at had

them. What? You want to get bunk beds? Is that

what you're saying? No, I'm just saying we make do. We survive. We always have.

Okay?

Listen. It's getting late,

but we got a busy day tomorrow and we'll persevere through this. Okay?

Got it.

Oh and Eddie-

it'll get better.

I promise.

I'm um.

I'm going to go have a smoke.

Ahh! Wakey wakey eggs and bakey-

get ready. I'm taking the lead with the questions today, alright?

Okay. Yeah. Just cuz you're the older brother, right,

doesn't make you the lead detective. I I never

said You're always trying to act like it,

so shut your mouth, get ready, and let's go.

Okay, hot shot. Let's see what you got.

Let's make this quick. I've got a meeting coming up.

Yeah. Yeah, it'll be quick. Um,

just had a few questions for you. Um, starting with-

how was-how was Gary as a worker here?

Well, he was a bit older than some of the other knuckleheads in there,

but he got his work done. Kept to himself mostly.

Did he work long hours?

Gary came in, did his job, and then he was the first one out the door on the dot.

He was one of those um work to live not live the work types-

and that irked me.

Please hold my calls. Thank you.

I had just given promotion to supervisor and

I swear as soon as he got that promotion his

performance dropped.

What about? What about the days or weeks leading up to his death?

What was he like?

I had felt that there was something off, but nothing that would have indicated

he was going to kill himself. He was coming in later, leaving earlier, taking time off.

I think he was coming in hung over. Hung over? I

was figuring there was probably problems at home,

problems with the wife, hitting the bottle. Gary,

men of our generation in general, we don't

open up to each other about things like that.

Are we almost done here?

Yeah. Yeah. That um we we should be good for now. You mind if we ask

your employees a few questions?

No, go ahead. Just make it quick. We've had a busy morning

and these bozos are already behind schedule.

Thanks for your time. Thank you. Sure.

So, what's it like working with Gary Simmons?

Major boomer vibes, bro.

I mean, he was cool.

He liked 80s metal. Then, you know, whenever we came in,

we just talk about it.

It just made work easier.

Is that a crossover shirt you got on?

You got great taste, my friend.

Great taste. Thank you.

What about the days leading up to his death?

Uh psh, he was having a major life crisis.

He had a little side piece or something.

always calling his wife that he was running late.

Psh, bro, this guy was first to bounce.

I never really interacted with the guy. I just know

that he and the boss man were best friends considering

they bonded over sports, the weather. Then he

got this big promotion. Just a perk of being

friends with Daniel Steedman.

I do know that he was going out partying though. Came started

coming out late.

That's all I know.

Pfft, I mean, he was coming in a hot mess for sure.

He'd go out in the hallway and he would like try

to speak quietly, but sound just echoes in here.

So, with that being said, am I free to go? cuz my time is precious.

No, that's all we need.

Think of anything else, give me a call.

Thanks for your time. Yeah, definitely.

I don't know. Like ripping it, in front of us?

Alright, I got to take a piss. Okay?

Hey, how's it going?

Yeah, that's Terry's desk. Not that he's ever in it.

Thanks for letting me know.

Hey, ready to go.

Cute pic.

Take it easy now. You too.

Turkey club mayo. Tuna. No mayo. You got to get the mayo, bro.

Al. Got to have, how long I know you?

Al, I said no mayo. You said Yeah, I got you.

I don't understand how you? I order. Who eats tuna with no

mayo? I order with no mayo. You got to get mayo on the tuna.

You can't pay for it, then you put- Who eats tuna

without mayo? Why would you? Why? I don't understand.

Jason got it the right way. Al! He got it

with the mayo. Al! You gotta get the mayo!

That's how it works. Oh my god.

You're unbelievable Al! That's the way it is bro.

Next time the mayo!

So, bottom line, right? Gary was a shit husband.

and he was probably leaving work early to go and I don't

know, play at the casino with his little side piece.

Well, apparently, he also owed some people

money, so we should probably look into that, too.

I'll take a look at his phone records when we get back.

Yeah. Oh, also, we should probably pay Susan a little visit.

Ah, poke the bear.

What does that even mean?

My sandwich, man. What's wrong with your sandwich?

Bro, like, I don't like - He keeps playing with

me. AI keeps playing. What is he doing?

He keeps playing. Bro he said, Yes, yes, I'll make

you a sandwich. No mayonnaise right? Okay.

What's up in here? May-. He put mayonnaise in it.

No. I'm going back. I'm going back.

Come here. Come here. Come here. Do you want mine?

No.

You ready?

Yeah. Ready as I'll ever be.

Relax. We got this.

Relax. We got this.

coffee?

No, thank you.

So, we were at the casino the other day. Heard a lot of colorful stuff about Gary.

Seems like he was a frequent guest over there.

Sometimes I thought he loved being there more than with me.

Were you two having troubles in your marriage?

Were you two having troubles in your marriage?

We were, but after being married for 30 years,

whose marriage isn't a little rocky from time to time?

He was spending lot of time at work-

and at the damn casino. I was afraid to even ask about our finances,

but I loved him.

And I know even with our fighting and time spent apart,

I just know he wouldn't have taken his own life. Gary always came back to me!

Mrs. Simmons, did you ever have any suspicion that Gary might have been-

stepping out?

You mean cheating?

We recovered some security footage from the casino in

the weeks leading up to his death.

In addition to some descriptions his

co-workers gave us

Think you might find it a little bit interesting.

Different nights with different women.

Gary always came back to me!

Most people would be devastated,

hurt.

They would maybe think that the suicide could

have been out of guilt for what he's done.

In the phone records, Gary says, "I'm sorry", right before the gun goes off.

It's interesting how you threw that bit in earlier-

about not wanting to know the finances between you two,

but I think you wanted to make sure at the very least-

you were secure.

There's no coverage in a policy regarding his suicide, is there?

but you didn't know that until after Gary was killed,

which is why he came to us, right?

What?

Mrs. Simmons,

where were you the night that Gary died between the hours of 12:30 and 1:00 a.m.?

I was in my bed sleeping!

We... of course have to confirm your alibi.

How dare you come into my house and accuse me of killing my husband!

I hired you to find his killer!

Is this the only conclusion you can come to?

That the wife did it!

No, it's not.

A lot of times in these cases, -

it's a crime of passion.

We're just doing our job, ma'am.

Let us know if you plan on heading out of town anytime soon.

I'd like you to please leave.

So fucking bad, why' we do that? You know she didn't do it.

I know. Then why the hell did we do it?

We need to, Eddie.

Regardless, the GPS on her phone says her

location was here the moment that Gary died.

So, how would she pull it off? Was she teleport or something?

I don't know.

Maybe she hired someone. I don't know. Eddie-

I'll tell you what. When we get back home, we'll double check. Okay?

So, I looked into our dear friend Susan's phone logs,

and it looks like the only person

she really calls is Gary. So, unless she had a

burner phone to communicate and hired a hitman,

I don't know how she'd pull it off.

Hmm. Susan doesn't strike me as someone who's tech-savvy,

but we shouldn't rule it out. Yeah. Anyway, I also looked into Gary's phone

records. This number shows up as shit ton under the call log, so give it a try.

What do you want?

Listen, whatever you two are selling. I'm not interested in it at all.

We're private investigators. Yeah.

My name is Jason Flores and this is-

my partner Eddie.

We just want to ask you a few questions about Gary Simmons.

Gary Simmons? Yeah.

So you uh, you two ain't cops, huh? No.

You don't mind showing me ID then, would you?

Yeah. Yeah. If you don't mind?

Okay. Who hired you guys?

His wife.

She just wants some clarity surrounding his death.

Does this number belong to you? Let me see it.

Yeah, that's mine. Why? What's the big deal?

See this number showing up a bunch of times in Gary's phone logs. You guys close?

What she do, hire you guys to spy on me now? Is that what's going on?

No.

She hired us to find her husband's killer.

Killer? and what do you guys think? That I fucking killed Gary? Huh?

That fucking asshole owes me 30 grand.

30 grand! That

That's my kid's college fund. Do you understand?

Is that why you went to do see his wife last night?

To see if she could cough up that money, Gary owes ya.

Exactly why. Okay?

I confronted her about it a whole bunch of times. You

know what she says every time? Oh, I don't know about

Gary's debt. And oh, I don't have any of that money,

so I'm screwed. And my wife? my wife,

she's threatening to leave me and take the kids.

We're not here to get into you and Gary gambling your savings

away, but you could say you and him were not on good terms?

Oh, I'd absolutely say me and him weren't on good terms.

And now what? Now he went and what fucking killed himself? Man,

I ain't never going to see that money now.

You know if there's anybody else that might share a similar

predicament to you with, you know, Gary and his money issues?

I would assume so with Gary.

Now, let me tell you guys something. Those players down there,

the ones gambling,

some of them are fucking serious.

If Gary owed some of these guys money,

I'm pretty sure they're not calling him on his cell phone.

These are more like the uh, professional type,

if you know what I'm saying. Yeah. Yeah. We get what you're saying? Good.

So Mr. Peters, where were you on April 23rd, the

night Gary died between hours at 12:00 and 1:00 a.m.?

I was right here like I've been telling you. Trying

to save my marriage, my kids, and this house.

Okay? Okay.

Yeah.

Well, Miss Peters, thank you for your time. Yeah. Have a good day, both of you.

If I catch you two spying on me again, I'm going to call the cops.

You know, the fucking real ones.

Fucking dick. Vin Diesel looking-Rude. He's rude. I hate rude people.

So, um,

I looked into Mr. Peter's alibi and everything actually checks out.

What, you think we should look into those other people Gary might have owed money to?

I'm looking through the recent locations on this phone.

There's a pattern.

Work, casino, home, gas. But-

this one stands out.

It's near the casino.

I think that's um...

I think that's a nightclub or something. It's like sort of part of the casino.

Wait, so maybe that's where-

Some of those professional type people that Mr. Peters was talking about are?

Should we go check it out?

♪ Could be dangerous.

Could give us some answers.

Let's get ready.

That's what I like to hear.

We found these two snooping around out back.

Please.

You boys are aware you stick out like cops, right? But-

I know everyone in local law enforcement so, you must be hired dicks.

You got such a way with words.

We're looking into the death of Gary Simmons.

My name is Jason Flores, and this is my brother Eddie.

That name ring a bell for you? Gary Simmons.

This is cute. This thing you guys got back forth here.

Brothers, huh?

Well, I've never heard of you, so-

That's probably a good thing.

Can we get a name for you?

My name is Jeffrey West. I run this club.

Jeffrey West.

Well, we never heard of you. It's probably a good thing.

No, I deserve that. That was good. That was good.

Mr. West, did you know anyone by the name of Gary Simmons?

No, I did not know a Gary Simmons. We

know that Gary Simmons used to come to this

nightclub pretty often.

About three times a week to be exact before his death.

Pardon the questions, but we're just trying to piece

together why exactly he might have killed himself.

Don't tug me along here, Eddie. You just want to know if I killed him.

I don't know. You tell me. You're the one that has half the local-Okay, okay, Eddie.

Mr. West. Where were you? On April 23rd,

between the hours of 12:30 and 1:00 a.m.

I was here.

You can check the security footage if you'd like.

What about the people that work for you?

Gentlemen, I think I have entertained your inquiries for long enough.

And if you don't mind, I got business to attend to.

Actually,

I think we'll stick around for a little bit. Ask

your employees a few questions. If you don't mind,

You can ask them anything you like, but you might not like the response.

Yeah, we just like to ask both of you a few-

ahhhhh! ♪

They had guns, bro.

They had fucking guns!

and when the fuck did you get a baton?

Woo! Fuck!

Aw, shit.

Oh, If Jeffrey West didn't know who you were before, He definitely knows now.

All right. All right.

Let's be serious for a sec.

We need to make sure we're not being followed.

Taking a back roads home.

It took you long enough.

Hurts like a fucking bitch.

Took it like a champ, though.

How's it look?

Damn.

Well, this is nostalgic, huh?

Up on a rooftop with ice packs on our faces after a crazy night.

Yeah.

You want to know something?

Till this day, I cannot stand tequila. smell,

taste, all of it. I cannot stand it. But you

All right, bro. You used to be on some shit Oh, if you really want to reminisce though,

you cannot forget about my graduation. Oh shit

we brought the house down. And I'm telling you,

they would have let me walk even if I threw up if

you didn't stumble up on stage. What are you doing?

Ah, there he is! I figured since you never want to talk about the present,

maybe you'd want to live in the past for a bit. I used to have a brother back then.

You serious right now? We just got shot at and you

want-Ah, ding ding ding! Yeah, we just got fucking

shot at. You want to stare off into the distance

like nothing happened. You got something you want

to say? Yeah, I do. When are you going to start

being real with me again? Real? You want to know

what's real? Putting our lives on the line with

your big ass mouth. So, this is all this is my

fault somehow? Okay. Whatever you say. Whatever

you say. You really don't see it, huh? I'll tell

you what. Enlighten me. Why don't you make another

joke or two about the situation? Then that way you

can tell me the punch line tomorrow. Okay? I'm

going to bed. When are you going to stop talking

down on me like a smart-ass? When have you ever

seen me intentionally provoke a suspect? You have

no idea what we're going through. And if you tried

thinking for once, you'd be able to see that.

Oh, what? You're going to get all hot and bothered

when I'm trying to have a mature conversation with

you? Go ahead. Mature? Yeah, mature. That's

rich coming from the guy who got arrested for pissing in

public! I told you I had to go pee pee, didn't I?

Enough! Jesus fucking Christ. You're never going

to grow! Finally! Emotion. Nice. Nice. Nice. Nice.

What? What are you going to say? How do you manage

it to be nothing more than a fucking bum, when I'm

trying to carry your ass through life every single

fucking day? Carry my ass through? Oh, you're so

righteous, huh? I'm a big brother. Look at you.

I never asked for that shit so stop trying to

paint me as your-. You're a leech, Ed. You're

a leech. Living under your girlfriend's roof,

mooching off her rent and her food, contributing

nothing to everyone's lives, including yours.

Oh, if big brother didn't lend you his couch,

where would you even fucking go? What? No more

jokes? Fuck you. Where are you going? I know

it's not to Steph's. Oh, wait. You must be going

to the liquor store. Go! Go ahead! Drink your life

away! So, he gave me shit face to 12, 13, 14. I

was a shocker that this is how I turned out. But

you don't want to take responsibility for that,

right? Right. It's easy to punch down on me,

but why don't you take a look in the fucking

mirror? Figure out why you're so damn miserable.

♪ But anyway, thanks guys. For all your help. Cheers to the win! Cheers!

We get into one little fight and you're going to throw it all away? Hey,

how'd you know I'd be here? I didn't. Was on my way home. Decided to stop

by the bar for a drink. To wallow in my sorrows like I always do. Me too.

Glad I came here, though. Stop you from doing something stupid.

Yeah, Thanks.

♪ I come tired and beat, you're always there to greet ♪

You know, if you just stop hiding all your shit inside all the time,

have a real fucking conversation with me, maybe

you come to realize I'm pretty tired, too.

Oh, yeah?

Maybe I got too content. Took things for granted.

It's probably why she cheated on me. Steph made the

decision to cheat. yeah but, did I push her away?

With all the late nights drinking, waking up

hung over, getting fired from job to job. I mean,

it's like you said, something's got to change.

You thinking you're going to quit drinking?

I'm thinking you need to stop bottling all

this shit up inside all the time. Talk to me.

We've been through everything together, so why switch it up now? Well.

When you moved in with Steph.

We weren't really doing anything together. Anymore, at least.

That's what this is about, cuz I moved in with Steph?

Don't got to worry about that anymore. So,

I guess she got what you wanted. I mean, in the beginning, yes. But

I don't know, it was more that, I didn't know what to do with myself.

It's probably my fault for having us go out late drinking every single night

And you'd leave

and I'd be here,

alone.

Once I got sober, I began to cope better, just be better. You know,

I I feel like I still had a little bit of resentment towards you and Steph.

Damn.

Pretty trash at communicating your feelings, you know?

Says you.

Listen, I'm sorry. I should have just been up front with you. Me, too.

Two shots of your finest H2O, please.

can't keep hiding shit from each other. We're never too busy for each other either.

It's okay for us to do things separately.

You said it.

So, does this mean you're still on the case?

What? Of course. Just had to make my dramatic

exit. Yeah, you always were a little dramatic.

Where you think I got that from? Come on,

let's go. It's getting late. Oh, yeah.

Oh, shots of water. Hope you charged them.

You're such a prick. Who charges us for water?

It's coming out of your paycheck. Okay, sure.

Looks like Knox won't be eating donuts anymore. More for us.

What's up Bruno? We saw the guys downtown. Excellent.

You want us to engage? Hold off for right now. I got some phone calls I want to make.

You ever use a bidet before?

What's that? A bidet, you don't know what a bidet is?

I don't know what a bidet is. You live in the 21st century.

How do you not know what a bidet is? I'm sorry. I

don't know what a bidet is. How you boys doing tonight?

Is there anything we could help you with?

Yes, it's a matter of fact there is.

How you doing? What do you want? Funny

guys. We'll be asking all the questions here, boys.

First of all, who the hell are both of you?

I'll introduce myself once for courtesy's sake.

I'm Detective Cooper, and this is my colleague, Detective Burrows.

And we know you've been looking into the Gary Simmons case.

I mean, people tell me things, especially for the case that I closed.

Why does what we're working on even matter to you anyway?

I don't know what you two think you have,

but Gary Simmons is dead.

He killed himself.

His wife hired us to find his killer. We're just

doing our job. There's no crime against that.

I don't think you've heard me.

Drop the investigation.

You're wasting our time and yours.

If your investigation doesn't have any holes

in it, then you got nothing to worry about.

How many murders have you solved? Huh?

This isn't Harry went to John's to get his dick wet because Jane wasn't putting out.

This is real police work.

If we're not being held against anything, we would like to leave, detective.

Oh, absolutely. You guys free to go.

I just want to make sure that we understand each other here.

Hey!

If I get even a whiff of you guys continuing to dig into this case-

there's going to more than just a charge.

Are you threatening us, detective?

We don't make threats. We make promises.

Just letting you know what will happen if you proceed.

Wouldn't want you to get more scuffed up than you already are.

There's a time code jump in the footage.

What?

The footage from Gary's hotel room. There's a time code jump.

But you knew that, right?

Yeah.

You leave this alone, boys.

This is your first and final warning.

Yo, Jay

Yo.

What if the cops are right man?

What do you mean?

I mean, what if we are in way over our heads? Might as well stop now.

What are you talking about Ed? I'm serious Jay.

Look at this shit. Look at us!

We got the police threatening us if we don't stop snooping around.

I've got a mob boss looking after us, too. I mean,

come on, man. We're just two guys. We're two guys that stumbled across something

that we shouldn't have, but we did.

The only way to get out of this is through it.

Oh my god. What happened to your guys' face? Don't worry about it.

Just ran into some trouble working on a case. A case? You're working a case?

What? What are you even doing here, Steph? Shouldn't you be at work or

some shit. Sorry, I have a doctor's appointment.

Oh,

Congratulations.

Good luck at your appointment.

So, how is he?

I'd rather we not talk Stephanie.

Hey.

HI! How are you?

Good. How are you?

Come on Ed, we got to go.

I know it's probably not even mine, but we'll get a paternity test anyway.

Come on Ed, let's go!

Call me if you need anything.

It's been hours Jay! I'm starving.

Hold on. Just one more video, then we can get food.

Hold on. Come look at this. What?

What?

Who the hell is that?

We need to know where they were before the casino.

I mean, Gary used to always head straight to the casino after work,

according to his coworker. So, we could start there?

I'm pretty sure I've seen those shoes before.

I'll check my e-mail. Thank you. Bye.

Hey, wait. Right there. Stop. Go back. Go back.

Yeah, right there.

An employee leaves right after Gary on the day he died.

Then he got this big promotion.

Yeah, that's Terry's desk.

Never in it

I think I know who killed Gary.

We thinking the same thing?

If we're going to be sure, we need to check one more thing.

Early today, I see.

We got business to take care of.

Oh yeah. What happened to you guys?

It's a long story. At the club... Long story.

The club? We'll maybe you need to take Al to the club with you.

You wouldn't be so banged up like that. See? See? Now what

is Al going to do? I'm just saying, you take Al there-

What would you do? You wouldn't be so banged up.

What would you do? You still mad about the mayo?

How about we put a little mayo on there?

Clean that right up for you. I'm done. That's it.

Hopefully it's got good healing properties.

Hey, don't come here banged up no more. The ice machine's broke. Okay.

What did you guys want to ask me?

Have you seen any of these people interact with Gary Simmons?

Um

Him! Him. I I I've seen him before a couple times.

There was this one time they were talking or or arguing,

whatever it was. It was really intense.

Terry.

Wa-Was that it?

Was that helpful? So helpful. Thank you.

Thank, Thank you.

Sarah, your break is only 15 minutes.

What are you the manager now?

I don't think my uncle would be too happy to hear you're wasting company time.

And who's gonna snitch on me?

You shouldn't be talking to them. You don't

even know them. They could make us look bad.

Us? You care way too much about this

stupid hotel. You need to get a life, Kelly.

I have a life, Sarah. I have like 10,000 followers.

Hey there! Nice shot.

Oh, look who it is.

Boss, blew your spot up. Said you'd be here on your day off. Not bad.

Got a couple of questions for you.

Are these guys even cops?

I'll meet you at the next hole.

What do you guys want? Terry, where were you the morning of April 23rd

between the hours of 12:30 and 1:00 a.m.?

I was probably home asleep getting ready

for work the next morning cuz some of us actually have jobs. Real jobs. Work,

huh? Feisty. You sure you weren't at the casino that

night? What are you guys getting at? Took a

look at the key cards from your building and

turns out you scanned out right after Gary's

crazy, huh? Yeah. What are you guys trying to say?

That I killed Gary? Absolutely. You know what?

Maybe you two should work for the judicial

system because you guys sound fucking ridiculous.

Oh, you're going to make us go through everything,

huh? All right. Well. You boys don't have shit.

We took a look at Gary's card purchases

that night. Looks like on his way to the casino,

he stopped for gas. Gary finishes getting

gas and goes into the store to buy some smokes.

That's when you see your opening. Now you and

Gary off to the casino to play his last game of

Russian roulette. What are you talking about? That was a

nice little trick you did with the valet too once you got there.

From there, you were able to wait in the room

to kill Gary. Do you have any idea how absurd that

sounds that you even try to prove this with coincidence? Why would I try and kill Gary?

Yeah. Why would you kill him, Terry? Maybe

you thought, hm, why would a serial cheater with a

gambling addiction and poor work ethic get promoted over you? Isn't that why you made

him call his wife?

You're going to call your wife and you're going to tell her everything.

You owe her that much, Gary. Oh, okay.

Okay, okay. Phone's right there. Dial it up.

You wanted to hear him admit that he wasn't behaving,

that he was sorry for his transgressions. That

wasn't enough for you, was it? An apology.

You wanted to make sure that position

would be available to you in the future. So,

you pulled the trigger...

and then you made it seem like a suicide. You think this is about

Gary's promotion? That I was jealous of Gary's

promotion? You knew that your father could get

the police to cover up anything for you. What are

you talking about? Jeffrey West. He's your father

right? Saw that picture of you both on your desk.

It's our only picture together. I met

him once as a child and once as an adult.

How's your relationship with your mother? She's dead and

she died of lung cancer if you must know that.

Sorry to hear that. Yeah. Anything else, boys?

Is it why you went to him? ♪

Hey, boss. There's a kid here to see you. He says he's your son.

You can leave us.

Terry. It's been a while.

Too long.

What can I help you with?

It's mom.

Oh. ♪

And how did he take that?

Couldn't give two shits. Doesn't even claim me as a son. Why should he care? What? What

Wha-What do you want me to say? Yeah, you don't have

to tell me. You were young and you don't remember

not pulling out. Mom told me all about it.

Son, it's time for you to let your mother go. What are

you? 18, 19? I'm 23. Exactly. You're a man now.

What do you think about coming to work for me?

For a brief moment, things were looking better. That's when I met Gary.

What do you-What do you mean you don't have

the money, Gary? I-I it's gone. I lost it. No,

no.

You stood for too long, your spider hauled ass, and you couldn't

get your attention off the game for one goddamn minute. Terry, listen. I-

No, you listen to me,

Gary. When you're dealing with people who have as much power as I do,

people of my stature, you don't gamble with their money deep with the sharks.

You pay it back. I I I thought I could double it. I really needed... No shut up-

Gary! Shut up!

You fucked up, my friend.

You wouldn't believe me even if I told you you

fucked up big time.

Jesus. What am I going to do? I'm a dead man walking.

People do desperate things when they're backed

into a corner. They act on impulse, they miss a

few details. We handed over everything to the cops

and they think it's strong enough for questioning.

As a matter of fact, they're on the way right now.

Well, as a matter of fact, you should know my father has that entire police

department in his pocket. So, if you boys think that I'm really about to

surrender to the two of you.

Whoa.

You have another thing coming.

Come on, let's go!

♪ Inside.

♪ Stay cool.

Fuck!

We know your daddy's reach in this town! Terry!

You altered the security footage, didn't you?

Your stories, your accusations are going to

fucking die with all of you! Now come on out!

Ah!

Eat shit Terry!

♪ ah!

No! ♪

Alright, I'll admit I wasn't expecting that.

Yeah, well, assholes like you make my job harder to do.

Oh!

Don't even think about it.

Freeze! Police! drop it.

Back off! Alright, alright.

What are you pointing at me for?

That's it, Terry.

Get on your knees!

What? Don?

Preston, You know my fath- Put your hands behind your back!

Barreto, cuff him.

Let me save you the trouble. It's over, Terry.

I think the only one it's actually over for is your boy laying

on the ground over there.

You're done, Terry. Keep it shut. Let's go!

Let me know how he's feeling.

Eddie. Eddie. Fuck.

Eddie, you good? What's up with these guys and shootouts?

Hey, Lemme see, lemme see, lemme see.

Okay. Okay. Okay. It's not, It's bad. Stop

that. Stop. Stop. Stop. Can you walk? Stand up?

Get me up. Okay, okay, okay.

Yep, yep. Ah, fuck.

Got some vending machine coffee.

Can't say it's better than AL's but,

at least it's got caffeine. Thanks.

You all right? Yeah. I just-

wish we could smoke in here.

I'm serious. What you thinking about?

I just

I don't know if you're going to make it, Ed.

I don't know what I'd do if-

Hey, hey.

Don't even worry about that. I'm still alive. I'm still kicking. Besides,

you think Terry Green of all people's gonna take

me down? Well, it is what he did. Eh, shut up.

You did it though. You finished the job.

We finished the job.

Couldn't have done it without you.

We make a pretty good team, huh?

Yeah,

we make a good team.

Once I get out of here, I swear it's gonna be-

Hey.

How'd you know I was here?

You still have me down as your emergency contact.

Tell me what happened.

Told you we were working on a job. Just got a little shot up.

What the fuck do you mean? Let me see! Hey, hey!

I don't need you here alright?

I got Jason, so you should be all set.

Can we just talk? I got nothing to say to you, Eddie. It's important.

Anyways, Ed, I'm hungry, so I'm going to get some food. Want something?

Okay.

Can you please just look at me?

What?

You know what it was like.

You know where we were at.

It's not an excuse.

I hate where I got to with it.

Whatever you need to do to let go, Eddie, please do it.

That's more important than whatever happens with us.

I got the paternity test like you wanted.

The results came back this morning.

Oh, yeah.

So,

what'd she have to say?

The results came back.

I'm going to be a father.

Wow.

Ed,

how you feeling?

Not ready for this shit.

That's That's okay.

No, I-

I-I don't know the first thing about being a dad. Like, what what am I supposed to-

It's fine. I get it, I get it, Ed.

I need you to listen to me, though. No matter

what happens, you're going to be a great dad.

No, I'm serious, Jay.

This kid doesn't deserve to be fucked up-

and it's already coming into a broken home

Well, you already had perfect examples of what not to do, so-

just do the opposite and you'll be golden.

Plus, you got Uncle JJ.

Uncle JJ? Really?

Yeah. All right.

Appreciate you, bro.

Of course,

I got you,

always.

All right, I'm done being sappy. What are you

doing? What are you doing? I'm going to go

get some real coffee. You in or out? Did the nurse say it was okay to leave? Well,

she's going to have to be okay with it. So, are you in or are you out?

Today is a historical day in our great

city. A day where we know that it's people who can

make a difference. After police concluded the death of Gary Simmons to be a suicide,

out of nowhere came two strangers who had to find out what really happened

the night of his death. His wife, Susan Simmons, stated that when Justice sleeps,

Flora's investigations will wake up the truth. This afternoon, I will be sitting

with brothers Jason and Eddie Flores to really

get inside the mind of a true crime fighter.

I told you the ice machine's broken. What, you go and get yourself shot?

I'm good. I'm good.

The sandwiches are in our house. Tuna no mayo. Just the way you like it.

No mayo? No mayo. No may-

Just the way you like it. No mayo.

Thanks, Al. It's the least I can do for

you heroes. We got to head upstairs. We got

the paper coming in from an interview. Nice.

Congratulations. Thanks, man. I might even give Al's Deli a little shout

out. You guys are the best. I appreciate that. We appreciate you. Ready to go?

Come on.

Have a good one Al. You too.

You too. Thanks, guys.

What do you think?

Hear me out. Flores brothers investigations.

It's kind of a mouthful, don't you think? Uh,

Uh, hi. I like your door. Thank you. Much better

than the eviction notice. Thank you. Please come in.

Thank you again so much for everything. I

realize before you were just doing your jobs,

being thorough, which now I appreciate.

Of course you got

everything we sent you? Yes. Um here's your check.

Susan,

I know you're hurting and you probably have for quite some time,

but I hope this brings some type of closure.

I wish you boys future success in your

business. Thank you for taking a chance with me.

It seems like you're just starting out in this

profession, but I sense you two are going to make

a good name for yourself.

Thank you.

I give you boys high praise on the worldwide web.

Thank you so much. Take care, Susan.

Well, well, well. Looks like our first

murder case is officially in the books. Mhm.

Hello. Who's there? Is this the number for Flores investigations?

Yeah, well that's good. I'm glad those guys are out of here.

And we'll clean up this, this trash. Cooper, Burrows.. It's up to you now.

take care of the rest of the guys. Make sure it doesn't happen again. I got this.

You got this? I got this. Alright.

I'm telling you, a bidet is so useful. It's too useful. How could you not use one?

I still don't know what a bidet is. Hi, I would like to see the chief.

Oh, ho ho ho

The chief was right. We did want to see this one.

You're in over your heads boys. If I were you, I'd go back

to catching cheaters. I mean, just look at the both of you.

How do you think this ends, with you two running off into the sunset together?

Today? Yeah.

Burrows!

What are you doing here? I'm on my way out. No, no. I

told you to vacate the premises or there'd be hell to pay.

Now, get out of here. Come on. All right.

Well, well, if it isn't the dynamic duo, Jason and Eddie Flores.

How's it going, guys? Good. I tell you man, you guys did good. I mean really.

Thank you. Appreciate it. No I, No we, are in debt to you

both. So if there's anything, anything you need, okay? Yes,

sir. You know what you guys need to do? What? Go

home. Rest. Relax. I'm sure you'll be hearing from

us if anything else develops in this thing. Okay. Oh, wait. You guys hear? What? We're

looking at the West, and those thugs that run with

him. We're going to get this bastard. Yeah. Let

us know if you need anything. Keep your phones close.

Okay. Yes, sir. Have a good day, guys. Thank you.

Damn. Well, what now?

I could eat.

Al's? ♪ Tuna no mayo, tuna no mayo ♪

♪ What do you mean? Tuna no Mayo?♪

♪ Dee da dee dee ♪

♪ Tuna no mayo ♪

♪ What do you mean?♪

♪ That's crazy.♪

♪ Tuna no mayo, tuna no mayo. What do you mean? Tuna no mayo ♪

♪ Dee da dee dee ♪

♪ Dee da dee dee ♪

♪ What do you mean?♪

♪ Tuna no mayo, tuna no mayo.♪

♪ That's crazy.♪