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- Who's Eddie Philsky?

- Previously on "Average Joe"...

- These were sent to Angela.

We don't know from who. - My baby.

- The writing is definitely Russian.

- It's an old photo studio in Cape Town, South Africa.

- Guess we all going to Africa.

- 700 kilos of my heroin.

Tell me where it is.

- I can give you a name!

Billy G!

- Found a pay stub.

Billy G's Bar Americano.

- I'm Billy G. It's my place.

About five years ago your father saved my life,

and I sincerely had to make sure you guys got here OK.

- Keep the car running.

We don't know what's going on in this house.

- Stay away from me. Get back!

- Cathy!

[screams]

- Why are there men here looking for you?

- Why don't you just get out?

- Maybe she's right, Joe.

- Joe, like Teddy's Joe?

- Teddy was my father.

- Teddy is my father.

- Looks like you got yourself a sister.

[Alice in Chains' "Rooster"]

- [vocalizing]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Wife and kids ♪

♪ Household pet ♪

♪ Army green was no safe bet

♪ ♪

♪ The bullets scream to me from somewhere ♪

- [panting]

- ♪ Yeah, they come to snuff the rooster ♪

♪ Ah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, here come the rooster ♪

[click]

- Fucking misfire.

Are you fucking kidding me?

♪ ♪

No.

Fuck. Fuck.

Don't do it. Don't do it.

Don't do it.

You fucking coward.

Ah, fuck.

♪ ♪

What?

Fuck you.

Why won't you fucking fire?

[gunshot] [glass shatters]

Fuck!

- ♪ Yeah, they come to snuff the rooster ♪

♪ Ah, yeah ♪

- What if I can't fucking die?

- ♪ No, he ain't gonna die ♪

- ♪ No, he ain't gonna die ♪

[bell dings]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- So you're supposed to be my sister.

- I think so.

- You think so.

What's your name? - Imani.

- Imani.

Well, Imani, what makes you think Teddy is still alive?

- Because he is alive.

He dropped me off here six days ago, told me to wait for him.

- He told you to wait on him.

- Yes. Why?

What's going on?

Is there something that you know about our father

that you're not telling me?

- No.

Is there something you know about our father

that you're not telling me?

- No.

No.

- Yeah, OK.

All right.

Well, there's this one thing.

I found it in the deer head on the wall.

Anything you could tell me about it?

- It's a bucktail jig.

- That sounds incredibly racist.

- What is a bucktail jig?

- It's dad's favorite fishing gear.

[gunshots]

- Fucking tired of getting shot at.

- Fuck!

- Shit! - Shit.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[gunshots]

- Fuck.

- Shit.

[gunshots]

- Stop!

No!

Shit! Fuck!

- He's gone, Cathy.

- Fuck.

- Fuck. - Fucking Leon!

- What?

- You left the car running!

- Well, Joe told me to.

- Yeah, if you were in it.

- Well, I--I'm sorry.

I didn't think to turn the car off

when someone was shooting at my wife.

- My--our passports were in the car, Leon.

- OK.

We'll just go to the consulate and get new passports.

- Oh, you just got to fucking answer

for everything, don't you?

- That was a perfectly good answer.

- Fuck!

- Who the fuck was shooting at us?

What the fuck they want?

- I don't know.

- Why did Teddy tell you to stay here?

What the fuck happened to him?

- I don't know.

- Stop saying this. - I don't--

- Fuck.

- There's a whole lot of shit you don't know, huh?

- Yeah.

Well I know that asshole got away.

He's going to be coming back with friends

and we need to be gone.

- Where the hell we supposed to go with no clothes,

no money, no passports?

And, oh, by the way, Leon lost the car.

- Man, you--you had one fucking job, Lee.

- Bullets were flying.

I came here to rescue you.

You're welcome.

- Do you two ever fucking stop?

- Fuck you, Touch. - Oh.

Fuck me. OK.

- Teddy wanted me to find this.

I don't know why.

You said it's his favorite? - Yeah.

It's his favorite lure.

Well, his lucky lure whenever he takes his boats out.

- His--his boat?

Teddy had a boat?

- Has a boat.

And it's boats.

We run a charter fishing business.

- The fuck?

Where?

- Hout Bay.

- I don't even know what that means.

- Hout Bay. It's a place.

It's close.

- Take us.

- I'm sorry.

Why are we trusting this girl we barely know?

- My name is Imani.

- And my name is, I don't give a fuck what your name is.

How we know she not with these dead motherfuckers?

Or that she not playing us?

- I'm not playing anyone. - OK.

You know what?

There's a real easy way to settle this.

If you really are Teddy's daughter--

- I am.

- Most single season pass receptions.

- What?

- See, I told you she was playing us.

- I'm not playing anyone.

- Most single season pass receptions.

- What is this, like, some Pittsburgh Steelers

trivia or something?

- You heard the man.

Answer.

- Most single season pass receptions is Hines Ward 2002,

112 receptions.

32, 70, 75.

- Franco Harris, Ernie Stautner, and Mean Joe Greene.

- Well, shit.

It looks like you got a sister, Joe.

- No, actually, no. Wait a minute.

How do I know that you're not with these dead MF'ers?

- You can't be fucking serious, right?

Uh, maybe because we fucking saved your fucking life.

- Really?

Actually, you tell me this.

How many goals did Khenyeza score in the 2008 season?

- What the fuck is a Khenyeza?

- If you were Teddy's son, then you would know that.

- Listen, me and Teddy--

- 23.

- Uh, yeah.

That's right.

OK.

Most career starts for the Cape Town Spurs.

- Cape Town Spurs, uh, Brett Evans, 311.

- How the fuck did you--

- The world is bigger than Pittsburgh, Joseph.

- Joseph?

Fuck you. - Fuck me?

I just-- - OK.

OK OK. Listen.

Imani knows something about the Steelers.

Apparently you know some shit about soccer.

I know we need to get the fuck out of here.

- But how?

We don't have no car.

- Nobody specified to turn the car off when I got out!

Bingo.

- You had the fucking key?

- Those dead motherfuckers had to get here somehow, huh?

So where did these assholes park?

- Give me that.

- Oh, my God.

- Is your friend OK?

- Nah, he's not.

He's weird.

- What the hell are you doing?

- I'm using my brain to amplify the signal.

- You know that doesn't work, right?

- MythBusters right there.

Science, bitches!

[laughs]

- OK, baby.

- Let's move.

- Good job.

Come on.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- Where is the person called Billy G

I instructed you to bring to me?

- They're Americans, Sipho, four of them.

I found these in their belongings.

- Americans.

You have not answered the question.

- We followed the Americans.

They took us to the daughter.

- And where is the girl?

- The Americans, they took us by surprise.

They escaped with the daughter.

- Americans.

Hmm.

So you have come to me without the girl

and without the one called Billy G.

Your gun.

- Sipho, please.

- Kofi, you are so loyal.

Why are you worried?

Your gun, please.

Thank you.

[gunshot]

Show yourself.

Come.

You know who I am?

What's your name, boy?

- Diallo. - Diallo.

Diallo, you will get rid of this body and this car.

- I will.

- Yes, you will.

And one day I hope to see you playing for the Spurs, aye?

The girl and the Americans must not

be allowed to leave Cape Town.

Position our men accordingly.

- Of course, sir.

And this Billy G?

- Don't worry about him.

I will see to him myself.

Americans.

♪ ♪

- Turn off the lights.

Pull over here.

- All right. Which one is Teddy's boat?

- The two over there, The Big Snack and The Hammer.

- Casey Hampton and Fred Williamson.

- No.

The Hammer as in Jack Ham. - No.

The Hammer was Fred Williamson.

- No, Imani's right.

Fred Williamson was only in Pittsburgh for one year.

Jack Ham gave us 12 years.

- And four Lombardi trophies.

- Fred the Hammer Williamson starred in "Black Caesar,"

"Hell up in Harlem," "Three the Hard Way,"

and guest starred in a season one episode of "Knight Rider."

Did Jack Ham guest star in "Knight Rider"?

No. I rest my fucking case.

- How is that a fucking case?

- How can you never admit when you're wrong?

- Because I'm not wrong. - Yes, you are.

- Oh, my God! Yo, shut the fuck up!

- Are the guards with the dock?

- No, I've never seen them before.

We--we don't have guards.

- Shit.

- Yeah.

- We can't go in just like,

knock 'em out and jump 'em and shit.

They all armed.

How cold is this water?

- Very, very cold.

- Touch, you might have to check me on this or whatever,

but, Imani, right.

She my sister-in-law but, for the life of me,

I can't trust her ass.

I just can't.

Like, especially her being Teddy's daughter.

You know what I mean? 'Cause we don't know

how fucking super fucked up she could be

or what she's on.

- OK, I get you.

But I think we're going to need her.

OK?

Teddy started leaving you clues again.

I think she's the only one that could help you figure them out.

- Right, right, right.

- Plus, I think Teddy's trying to bring

the two of you together.

Why? I have no fucking idea.

- Yeah, that's what I'm worried about though.

Anyway, uh, I'm gonna leave mine on.

You should leave yours on too.

- I think it's going to slow down our swim, no?

- Yeah, but I don't know

what the fuck we gonna see over there.

It might be all kind of glass and rocks

and all that shit over there.

- That's a good point.

- Can you even swim?

I've never even seen you in water.

You doing a whole lot right now.

- I glide like a stingray.

They used to call me the Man from Atlantis.

- No one's ever called you that.

- You don't know what they called me.

- You know what they call you behind your back?

- Fuck you, Touch.

- More like man from Uranus.

- Joe.

This key will open the door to the office.

OK?

And the safe is in the floor under the desk.

The combination is 48, 5, 14.

- 48, 5, 14.

- Yeah.

My phone.

My phone, Dad made me put it in the safe.

Please get it for me.

- All right.

- He didn't want anybody to track you.

- Yeah, we'll get it.

Hey, if anybody come.

- Pull the trigger till it click.

- Hey, listen to me.

When we swim, you hold your gun in your hand

so you don't drop it OK?

- The Man from Atlantis never drops his gun.

- You're going to need to stop calling yourself that.

- Deal with it, Touch.

- Hey, come on.

Let's get in. - Yeah.

Let's get moist.

- The fuck, moist?

Let's get wet.

- I prefer moist.

- You know, no one would blame me for fucking

drowning you, right?

- I'd be pretty broken up about it.

- It's cold.

It's cold.

- Shut up, Leon.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Go get him.

- Hey.

We got off on the wrong fist back at the house.

It was a crazy situation.

You was acting kinda crazy.

But I overreacted.

I apologize.

- Apology accepted.

- Can I see your face?

- It's OK.

I'm--I'm fine.

I'm OK.

- OK.

You strong.

Seriously though, your father's missing,

dead bodies turning up everywhere,

and everybody expects you to know what's going on.

Not to mention, you've got to deal

with a brother out of nowhere who has absolutely no love

for your father at all.

- What do you--

what do you mean by that?

- It's none of my business.

We good now, right?

I'm here to help.

OK.

- Thank you.

Um, thank you.

- It would be a hell of a lot easier, though,

if we knew why these guys were after you.

- I swear to you, I don't know why this is happening.

OK?

- Maybe it's something that you have

or something you know that they want?

You know?

Maybe something Teddy told you before

he dropped you off at that house?

Think, Imani.

- I've been alone for a week.

OK?

All I could do was think.

I don't know why this is happening.

I don't know what they want.

OK? - All right.

I'm sorry.

It's OK.

You're safe.

You're safe now.

I'm gonna keep you that way.

- Yeah.

I actually think my dad would really like you.

- I'm sure of it.

We gonna make it through this.

OK?

And if you do think of something, you can trust me.

Sistas gotta stick together.

♪ ♪

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

- Shit!

I dropped my gun.

- You did what now?

- I said I dropped my gun.

- Really, Leon?

- Man from Atlantis, my dickhole.

- I fucking told you. Fuck you. Fuck you.

- It's in the boat. I told you.

- Shh, shh, shh.

[breathing heavily]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Shit.

- No, no. They're going to get caught.

- They're going to get killed.

- No, we need to do something.

We can't just stay here. We have to do something.

[bell ringing]

- Hot food.

[speaking indistinctly]

- OK.

Stay here, OK, and stay out of sight.

- No! I want to come!

I want to help!

- Those are probably the same guys that came

after you back at the house.

We don't know why, but you are

clearly what they want, all right?

So you have to stay hidden and stay out of sight.

Take this.

If anybody comes, just pull the trigger.

- Until click.

Yeah.

- You got it.

- Damn it.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[engine starting, revving]

- Fuck.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[tires squealing]

[bicycle bell rings]

- Ah!

- Oh, shit.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Are you OK?

- My hips.

My brand-new hips.

- OK. Don't move. OK?

I'm gonna call for help.

Help!

Help!

- It's clear.

Let's go.

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

- OK.

♪ ♪

- What happened here?

- He drove right in front of me.

Like, he was high or drunk or high and drunk.

- Hey, sister.

I think you should move back.

- OK. You know what?

I know what this is.

This is one those guys.

He's like one of those scam artists.

They jump out in front of cars.

[continues speaking indistinctly]

- I can't feel my legs.

- Oh, come on.

You can't feel your legs?

Really?

You are not hurt.

You holding the wrong leg.

He's faking this shit.

You don't got no new hips.

Them hips look old as fuck.

You know you faking this shit.

[continues speaking indistinctly]

You believing this?

♪ ♪

- Let's go.

- This is feeling way too much like walking

into dad's towing office.

- Yeah, well nobody's breaking your fingers this time, Joe,

not while I'm here.

- Or while I'm here too.

- Yeah. Thanks.

- Look at you.

He turned over!

Y'all saw that, right? - Holy shit.

- He faking this shit.

- I think Cathy ran over an old man.

- I should sue you.

- I do not deserve that woman.

It's total chaos.

- Dad started a whole new family.

I wonder why he wouldn't tell me.

- I wonder if he stopped at two.

- I don't how I didn't see it.

- When do you think Teddy started this new life?

I'm looking at Imani, like, what, 25 years ago?

How often did you see him back then?

- Hardly never.

We barely even talked.

- He used to take, like, those tropical cruises

whenever it got cold out and shit.

- Found something special, started a new life.

Can't fault a man for that.

- I mean, I'm not faulting him.

I'm just saying, if you're going to start

a new family, why wouldn't you tell me about it,

you know?

At least I would have pretended to be happy about it.

- We don't have a lot of time.

- Come on, y'all.

Help me with this desk real quick.

- Yeah.

- On three.

One, two, three.

[thuds] - Damn it.

Leon!

- I had the heavy side.

I had all the drawers.

- Shh.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- Found it.

- Oh, shit.

Flare man.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- It's Imani's phone.

There's something else in there.

- What we got?

What we got?

- A fucking flash drive.

- No shit.

Hey, look.

Let's hit this computer.

We'll plug it in and see what's on it.

Here.

Right here.

- You guys find anything?

- Fucking Leon!

♪ ♪

- Hey!

Where y'all going?

It's an injured old man in the street.

God damn it.

[all coughing]

[gunshots]

Shit.

I knew you was faking!

[gunshots]

- We gotta get to the boat! - Yeah.

I'll cover you. Go!

[gunshots]

Go! Go!

- Go.

[gunshots]

- Fucker.

- What do we do? What do we do?

- Do you know how to drive a boat?

- No. - Well, can you figure it out?

- How the fuck am I supposed to figure out

how to drive a fucking boat?

- Fucking shit.

[gunshots]

Just drive the fucking boat. - I'll drive the fucking boat.

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- [groaning]

[screams]

[muffled screaming]

♪ ♪

- Uh-uh-uh-uh. - OK. OK. OK.

- Don't even fucking think about it.

♪ ♪

- Put that weapon down.

Don't you fucking move.

Shit. [grunting]

Shit.

No.

[gunshot]

♪ ♪

Fuck.

- Oh, you think you're smart, huh, motherfucker?

Huh?

- Ah, shit.

Hey, y'all.

- Motherfucker, let me go.

Let me go! Let me go!

- We let him go.

[thudding]

[grunting]

♪ ♪

[screams]

- Shit.

- Go!

- I'll kill you, motherfucker.

- Suck my dick!

[explosion]

- Joe!

- Oh, shit.

Joe.

- Joe.

Joe!

- [coughs]

- Joe!

Joe!

Joe!

- Are you OK? - Yeah.

- Shit, did you do that?

- Yeah, man.

- Oh, shit.

- Joe!

- Oh, shit. [laughter]

- Hey.

- Are you OK?

- Yeah.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

- Cathy, you saved our ass with that ice cream man.

- Hell yeah.

That's what I do.

- Man.

- Hey, I don't want to break up the family reunion,

but we should really get the fuck out of here.

- No shit.

Let's go.

♪

[whistles]

- Oh.

You found him.

- Yeah.

- Just like this?

- Just like this.

- Would you care to give me your name?

- [laughs]

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

All right.

Victim is male, roughly 20 years of age.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

Cause of death appears to be a single gunshot to the head.

The size of exit wound indicates

a high velocity sniper rifle shot from distance.

Hmm.

Motor oil sprayed on fingers and palm of his right hand.

[gunshot]

Oh, that's clever.

Someone took the victim's fingerprints.

Did you go through his pockets?

- No, why would I--

Look chief...

We're not all thieves here.

- Yeah, well, not all.

Not all. OK.

Footprints and tire tracks have been degraded by the wind.

But from the motor oil spread,

we can assume that the vehicle was perhaps an SUV,

perhaps multiple occupants.

Hmm.

At least one occupant armed with a handgun.

[gunshots]

- Hey, say, Chief.

Can I go?

- Yeah, it's fine.

We are going to find whoever did this to you, boy.

We're going to find them.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[Lira's "Feel Good"]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

[knocking]

- Andy?

- ♪ So beautiful ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

[knocking]

- Andy? - I'm coming.

Hold on. Hold on.

- ♪ Want to feel good ♪

- Imani, where have you been?

- Ooh.

- We were supposed to have lunch.

I tried to call you. Where were you?

- My mom. Where is she?

- I don't know.

I haven't spoken to her today. Why?

- And Dad? Have you spoken to my dad?

- Why would I speak to your dad?

Imani, you are trembling. What's going on?

- I don't know where they are. OK?

Can I please use your phone? - Yes, sure.

Of course.

- ♪ I won't waste time on feeling blue ♪

♪ I won't waste time on things I cannot change ♪

- Imani...

Who are these people?

And why are they wet?

- Moist.

- That's my brother, Joe.

Yeah.

- Are you--are you serious?

- How you doing?

- You're American.

- [laughs] Yeah.

I am American.

Well, we are-- this is Leon, Cathy.

And this is Touch.

- Touch.

He said that.

- ♪ I wanna hear the laughter ♪

- Oh, please, Auntie.

We really need to get inside.

- My name is Phyllis,

and I do not permit weapons in my home.

- Sorry.

How did you know that I--

- The way you carry yourself betrays you.

- Really? - Auntie.

- Yes? - Please.

I was attacked and they saved me.

Please let them in.

Please.

- Please, enter.

- Thank you for your reluctant hospitality.

- It's very authentic in here.

I like it.

Nice African décor.

I would of--I would have chose that too.

This is a wonderful place though.

- So?

- Both of them aren't answering.

- OK.

Tell me what's happening.

Who attacked you? - I don't know. I don't know.

Dad dropped me off and he told me that he'd be back,

but something's happened.

I don't know where he or my mom are.

- My God.

I'm sure it's going to be fine.

- I hate to interrupt, but, um, we got

to get out of these clothes.

I'm prone to pneumonia.

- Right then.

Yes, um, there is a room right down this hall.

First room.

There's some clothes there that were donated for people

in need, but you can just help yourself

to whatever fits there.

- Thank you, Phyllis.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- Uh, excuse me.

You wouldn't happen to have a bowl of rice

and a computer we can use?

- There's rice in the kitchen,

and Imani can just show you my computer is.

- Yeah. - OK.

- OK. - For sure.

- Do you have a question for me?

- Yeah.

I--why, does the way I carry myself betray me again?

- Yeah. It does.

- Good to know. OK.

Good to know.

Yeah, actually, I was just wondering

how the hell did you know--

- That you were in possession of a firearm?

- Wow.

So you read body language

and you finish people's sentences.

You'd make a pretty good cop.

- Well, I'm a sangoma.

- A sangoma, a healer.

- You've heard of us? - Yeah.

I read a little something about it

in the in-flight magazine on the plane.

- Oh.

- You guys are kind of like psychics, right?

- No.

No.

We're actually nothing like psychics.

- No, I didn't mean that.

Not a psychic.

- It's OK.

Do you not want to change?

- I do.

I'm gonna go change.

OK.

Thank you, by the way, for helping us,

on behalf of the Amer-- the Americans.

Thank you.

[lively music]

♪ ♪

- [vocalizing]

♪ ♪

- Knock, knock...

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Utilizing fingerprints from our victim,

I'm now entering the dwellings of Mr. Ziri Coetzee.

The house is nice and neat and clean.

Oh, except for sand on the floor.

So whoever the victim met in the desert

used his fingerprints to track down his name and address

and came to this location.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Huh.

Two toothbrushes, one black, one white.

We just need to find out if this is family

or this young man was in a relationship.

♪ ♪

Hmm.

Oh.

What do we have here?

Ah.

The picture shows victim with an older white man.

Hmm.

Perhaps the other toothbrush.

Um, kitchen is as clean as the rest of the dwellings,

but there's still nothing to indicate

why this young man was in the desert,

or why he became victim of such violence.

♪ ♪

A can of cream soda on the stove,

and some sticky substance onto it...

possibly taken from the fridge within the last few hours,

but well after the victim's death.

Possible source of fingerprints.

There we are.

♪ ♪

I feel you, boy.

You are here.

[Badly Drawn Boy's "The Shining"]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Remembering when ♪

♪ I saw your face ♪

♪ Shining my way ♪

♪ Pure timing ♪

[door opens, closes]

♪ ♪

♪ Now I've fallen in deep ♪

♪ Slow silent sleep ♪

♪ It's killing me ♪

♪ I'm dying ♪

♪ ♪

- You know who I am?

- I do.

I also know what you are.

- So you knew that I was coming and you decided not to flee.

You Americans.

Admirable.

- I thought about running.

Then I remembered just how much I fucking hate running.

- Hmm.

You know, centuries ago,

your ancestors invaded my continent.

They routinely used alcohol to intoxicate our tribal leaders

and cheat them out of the rights to their land.

It was a sinful crime

that will always bedevil my people.

- Yeah, colonialism was fucked.

Still no reason to waste a good single malt though.

- Where is my heroin?

- It could be anywhere by now.

- Where?

- Oh, I don't know where.

Here's one thing I do know.

I know you're full of shit, and the only jerk-off here

dumb enough to buy your Messiah bullshit is you.

I also know you're a coward.

And if it was just you and me, I'd beat you half to death,

take a nap, wake up, I'd beat the rest of you to death.

The same goes for you, motherfucker.

As for your fucking heroin we stole,

yeah, I played my part.

Tell you the truth, it was fucking easy.

But if you really want to know where it is, I'll tell you.

- Mm.

- Yeah.

But first, you're going to have to get on your knees

and start sucking my fucking--

- No. No, no, no.

I want to take his fucking head.

Fucking Americans.

Where's my heroin?

Where's my fucking heroin?

- ♪ All over you ♪

♪ Warm sun ♪

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[dog barking]

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- Shit.

OK.

OK. OK.

♪ ♪

- Cathy, slow down.

- Stop fucking leaning on me.

- I'm not leaning on you. I'm helping.

- Ow! God!

Shit! - Sorry. Sorry.

- Step on my foot again and see what happens.

- I can't see anything down here.

- What the fuck?

- There's--there's nothing here.

- No.

No, no, no, no.

It was right here.

There was a wall of heroin, 700 kilos of it.

I counted every fucking one!

- Yeah, well, there's nothing here now.

- Yeah, I can see that, Leon!

He fucking stole it.

He fucking took it back.

- Who?

- Teddy or Eddie Philsky,

whatever the fuck he's calling himself these days.

Motherfucker!

I'm going to find him, Leon.

I'm gonna find him and I'm gonna fucking kill him.

- Cathy?

Teddy's dead.

- [laughs]

Bullshit.

He knew I found his heroin.

He fucking moved it.

- OK.

OK, look.

I know--I know you're upset right now,

but none of this matters, OK?

We don't need Teddy's heroin, all right?

We should be glad and thankful

we're even fucking alive in the first place.

- Fuck that.

I took a bullet for this heroin.

Ain't no way I'm letting Teddy fucking Washington

take that shit from me.

No fucking way.

Fuck!

- Joe?

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Joe, I can explain.

I--I know what this must look like.

But, Teddy, your dad, he--

- You knew Philsky was my fucking father, didn't you?

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You had me thinking Jenn and Ange was in danger

all the fucking time.

Huh? All for what? Huh?

For your bitch ass to cheat me out some heroin?

Heroin?

Fucking--fucking heroin?

You--

Fucking--

- Hit him again and you dead, motherfucker.

- I should have done this on your wedding day.

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