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We're all waiting for you.

Hand me that ratchet,
will you, uncle Mike? - Yeah.

Your mother wants you
to cut the turkey.

Have Jimbo do it.

She wants you.
You know how she is.

You got your hands
full with this one.

That's for sure.

Had my eye on one of these,
a long time ago.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Did some plumbing work
for a guy who couldn't pay.

No kidding.

Yeah, he wanted to trade me
his burgundy Porsche.

Should have done it.

Come on, you give me a ride
when you get this thing running.

Got to get yourself
cleaned up.

Yeah.

Yeah, I got me a fucking
Oldsmobile instead.

- Rhea, where are the cranberries?
- I put them on the table, Bea.

Somebody make sure the cat
doesn't get into them.

Mary Jean, will you keep
an eye on Prowler?

- Where is Benjy?
- He's taking a shower.

Listen, we're gonna eat
without you. - No, you wouldn't.

- Nice gravy, mom.
- Hotshot!

- Peggy! How you doing?
- Good!

- Gonna give me a nephew?
- Hope so, I'll name it after dad.

Great.

- Who's that?
- Colleen.

Colleen, what happened?

- Somebody swiped your tooth.
- I lost them.

No. You know what? Tooth fairy
asked me to give this to you.

- Thanks.
- You got it.

How you doing? Come on.
I want to talk to you.

Benjy, will you put this on
the table, please? Watch the cat.

- How's business?
- Good.

They keeping you busy?

City full of criminals.
A lot of tickets to write.

- So you like it?
- It's okay.

If you change your mind, there's a
lot of money to be made in poultry.

Your brother-in-law loves it.

Yeah, but he loves Peggy.
What does that prove?

That's my wife you're
talking about, there.

It may not be cops and robbers,
but it's a good business.

People always gonna be
eating chicken.

It's not cops and robbers. It's just a job.
Uncle Mike, will you help me out?

- Why don't you leave Benjy alone.
- I'm talking to Benjy, all right?

What does he need with chicken?

- Who's going to say grace? Benjy?
- How about Mary Jean?

Bless us, lord,
and these, they gifts...

which we are about to receive
from thy bounty.

Through Christ,
our lord, amen.

Amen. - All right. Good job.
Okay, let's eat.

You made me look bad.

That's what I'm
saying, okay?

I didn't mean to. I thought
he was going to hurt her.

You want to get your butt sawed off,
that's your business.

But if I'm standing there,
I got to do something.

And I don't want to do nothing.

How are you, Ace?

- I get half the money on that.
- No, you don't.

What do I do with this?

Put it up here.

Mara.

Lock these up for us,
will you? - You got it.

I'll have the usual.

Bring the shooters in here,
will you, Ben?

Heath.

- What the hell took you guys so long?
- We're driving down the street.

The fucking kid sees this guy kicking
his old ladys butt in the parking lot.

He wants me to pull over.
We're off duty!

What?
Them two on Washington?

- Yeah, you know them?
- Thems two at it all the time.

Beats the shit out of her
once a week.

How was I supposed
to know that?

So the kid, here,
he makes me pull over to a stop...

and he jumps right
in the middle of it.

Here. Now, I got to
do something.

Kid, you're off duty.
You see something, call a cop.

I am a cop.

Here it comes.

No, that's Bracey.
Hey, man.

Jaws.

You're a long way
from home, Lieutenant.

I'm looking for a guy
named Benjamin Taylor.

- That's me.
- That's me, sir.

That's me, sir.

Want to step over here?

I hear you're pretty good
with German cars, Porsches?

I'm okay.

You hear about Nick Grazziola?

He's the detective that was
killed last week. - Yeah.

I want the guys
who got him.

You know who did it?

I can't prove it.

I think it's a local outfit
stealing Porsches.

They're operating
out of a repair shop.

My moneys on the owner,
a guy named Ted Varrick.

I got a snitch working in the place.
He can get somebody in.

Me?

Maybe.

Why me?

'Cause you're a mechanic...

and you're a rookie.

You won't act like a cop.

Grazziola.

He was a friend of yours,
wasn't he?

How old are you, son?

22.

You still living at home?

Yeah.

You don't have to
prove anything...

not to me.

I'll do it.

Okay.

Okay. Bill Ayles.

Hi, I'm Bill Ayles.

How you doing?

Don't forget, asshole.

You guys make sure I know
what you do with the tire gun.

Right.

- Danny, how you doing?
- Bill.

You better have your
shit together.

I promised the customer's
car today, so I want it.

I'll be back by 4:00.

You're a smart guy.
Right answer.

- What?
- This is Bill Ayles.

Good for him. - This is the
mechanic I was talking about.

How you doing?

How long will it take you to change
the fuel distributor on this SC?

Book says four hours.
I can do it in three. Maybe two.

You charge by the book
or hours worked?

Depends on the customer.

This guy says it's running rough,
getting lousy gas mileage.

Says he wants a tune-up.
You got a couple hours?

How about a couple minutes?

Just reach in and adjust the
sensor plate. Sounds a little low.

Try it for a couple days.

8:00 to 5:00. And I mean, 8:00,
not 8:01. One hour for lunch.

$14 an hour to start.

When? - Right now.
Give him a jumpsuit.

Okay, now,
no loud music.

No open-door parties.

Last thing I need
is the cops.

You'll love it here.

We've got a real
family atmosphere.

The sofa was
just re-covered.

Carpet's less
than a year old.

You the decorator?

I got a real eye for color.

- Here are the keys.
- Thanks.

Ayles!

You deaf,
or you just dumb?

It's called concentration.

You want to concentrate on
pleasing me? - By doing what?

Guy stuck in the hills in a dead
Cabriolet. Want to go fix him up?

- Nope.
- No?

- How about I take that 930?
- You're a dreamer.

Do yourself a favor. Get in your car.
Go out there and pick him up.

He owns the place. Give
yourself a little job security.

How about some gas money?

You got a sense of humor.

You a car thief?

Malcolm sent me.

I know. I'm just joking.
I'm Ted Varrick.

Bill Ayles.

- How you doing, Bill?
- Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you. You're the new guy?
- Yeah, I just moved up from San Diego.

What's wrong?

Well, if I knew what was wrong,
I guess you wouldn't be here, right?

Right. I'll take a look.

Fixed many of these down
in San Diego? - A few.

- Gonna have this car raced?
- Not professionally.

You ought to pick one up
for yourself, Bill.

That's what I keep telling
my loan officer.

You let it out much?

As often as possible.

Hold this for me,
will you?

Sure.

That should do it.

Fire it up.

Nice work.

I'm thinking maybe
I should take it for a test spin.

- You want to drive my car?
- Just to make sure.

Just to make sure.

- What do you think?
- I think maybe we fixed it.

- Yeah?
- Sounds okay.

Just to make sure, why don't you
open her up a little bit.

- Faster.
- We're doing 65.

Then there's
plenty left, right?

Go on. Do it.

I should have warned you
about that hairpin back there.

No problem.

It's kind of like you said.
It's good to let it out, right?

I think we definitely
fixed it.

Were you scared?

No.

Me neither.

Danny, what are you?
Too good to eat with us anymore?

Yeah, I got to be careful
who I hang out with.

How much money do you
think I have? - Yeah.

- What do you want?
- I'd like a word with you.

Come here.

- So, how's it going?
- What are you doing?

Never answer a question
with a question.

I asked you,
how's it going?

It's going good.

Well.
Say, it's going well.

It's going well.

A little too well.
Don't you think?

I'm not doing
nothing to you.

That's a double
negative, Danny.

Try again. - I'm not even
stealing cars anymore.

You and your friends
stay out of my territory.

- Who were those guys?
- Insurance salesmen.

- You got a great sense of humor.
- I got a great sense of survival, too, cop.

See how you survive
in county lockup, snitch.

Who the fuck do you
think they were?

They're the competition.

Thank you.

That looks like Bill.

It is Bill.

How you doing?

Mr. Varrick.

- Nice to see you.
- Good to see you.

Wanted to thank you again for
helping me out. I appreciate that.

- No problem. How's that car running?
- It's running great.

Say, could you
hand me the...

Thank you.

What are you working on?

Replacing an alarm.
Putting in a new one.

Something wrong
with the old one?

Factory installed.

Cut two wires,
and you're home free.

Even the lady who owns
this car could do it.

You know a lot
about alarms?

- Enough to know a good one.
- Yeah, talk to me.

I'll see you in a few.

Okay.

Bill.

Yeah! - What are you
doing tonight?

I don't know.
Nothing special. - Great.

I'm heading out with friends to a club
and I thought you might like to come.

- Love to.
- Great.

Address is on there. I'll
see you, say, like 1:00, 1:30?

- A.M.?
- A.M., yeah.

Just give that to the guy
at the door, okay?

- Okay.
- See you tonight.

- All right. Thanks.
- Sure.

Excuse me.

- How you doing?
- Okay.

- Good to see you.
- How are you?

Good.

A guy could get
lucky in here.

- Luck doesn't quite cover it.
- Yeah.

- Hey, Suzanne.
- Hey, Ted.

You're looking exceptionally
lovely tonight. - Thank you.

- Hi!
- Hi!

- How are you?
- Good.

Who was that?

A nice girl
with some bad habits.

Fucking drugs,
I hate them.

- Cheers!
- Cheers!

Take a look around, Bill.

Welcome to the lifestyles
of the rich and aimless.

I was about to call the
bureau of missing persons.

Business, you know
how it is. - Not really.

I'm sorry. Bill Ayles,
my sister, Ann. - Mr. Goodwrench.

Pleased to meet you.

Come on, we're this way.

- Your sister?
- Yeah.

Everybody, this is Bill.
Bill, this is everybody.

- Scoot over, Frenchie.
- Hi.

Bill, meet Margot, she runs
this place. That's Bill.

- Hello.
- Pleased to meet you.

There's somebody at that table
who's been looking for you.

- Do you want to be found?
- Yeah, sure.

Do me a favor. Keep this group fed and
watered while I'm gone, okay? Excuse me.

How's it going?

It's not going so bad.
How's it going with you?

Great.

- Come here often, do you?
- No. All the time.

Funny, I've never seen
you here before.

Yeah, this is a big
mechanic's hangout.

- You're a mechanic?
- Yes.

If you'll excuse us...

we're going to make
a pit stop.

Used to be, it was girls
who powdered their noses.

Morning.

- Don't ever be late for me.
- 10 minutes. What's the big deal?

Every minute you're late,
I got to re-evaluate.

Is he in trouble? Is his
cover blown? You got it?

Sorry.
It won't happen again.

- What do you got for me?
- There's another car ring.

A guy named
Martin runs it.

- Yeah. Frank Martin.
- You know about him?

He was under arrest the night
Grazziola was murdered.

Stick with the program.
Varrick.

I met him,
I don't think he's the guy.

- Yeah, why is that?
- He's rich.

- You think crime doesn't pay?
- No. I mean rich, rich. Family money.

Took me to this
fancy club.

- What happened?
- Nothing, we hung out.

Talked to his sister
a little bit.

I guess what's important here
is that you're having a good time.

Look, I...

I don't even think he's a thief.
I can't see him killing anybody.

How many killers have you met
in your life, exactly?

Look, I got to
go to work.

You are at work.

Look, maybe I can try
the girl again.

I don't give a shit
about the girl.

You think he tells his sister
that he kills people?

I want Varrick.

Now, you concentrate
on Varrick.

- Are you taking inventory?
- Damnedest thing, boss.

Brand-new water pump here
with 15,000 miles on it.

Come on. Are they switching
the boxes on me again?

These guys.

Let me ask you something.

You interested in picking up
a little extra cash?

Stolen parts business?

No, I was thinking more along
the lines of some repo work.

You ever done any?

Some.
You a car thief, too?

I'm a businessman.

Sometimes I sell parts, cars, might as well
fix an old car up, sell it out the back door.

Maybe I should get some plaid pants,
do late-night commercials.

Seriously, somebody took one of our
consignment Porsches a few nights ago.

And it seems like we
should take it back.

This ain't exactly
repo work.

This ain't exactly
work, period.

But it's all part of the fight
for truth and justice.

You game?

- You know where it is?
- I'll drive.

Check it out.

That's our girl.

You're out of your mind.
What about the valets?

Come on, those guys
never pay attention.

Besides, I have the key.

There's two of us, right?

- Fuck it. I'll do it.
- No, I'll do it.

I got a better idea.
You do it.

Look, Malcolm got the spares
all screwed up, but...

it is definitely
one of these.

Great.

That's reassuring.

Shit.

What's that guy doing
with the Porsche?

Randy, Travis!
Send somebody...

Stop him!

Look out!

- You okay?
- Damn it! I almost had it!

Yeah. No shit.

I want to go back
and get that car.

Come on, are you
out of your mind?

Obviously.

I feel good

I knew that I would, now

- So good
- So good

So good 'cause I got you

Why don't you use the Porsche
till tomorrow? You earned it.

- What do you mean?
- Drop it off at the shop.

I'll have someone pick it up
in the morning.

Have a cigar.

Don't mind if I do.

- Something to cool your engines?
- Sure, why not?

Too bad about this place.

Yeah, it is kind of seedy.

Guess I'll have to suffer.
Great hat. - Thank you.

Cheers.

What are you celebrating?

- Hi.
- How are you?

Not as good as you,
from the sound of it.

- You heard that?
- No. No.

So, what are you
two up to?

Bill was just teaching me a
little stunt driving, that's all.

Is that true?

Sure, why not?

She likes to imagine
that I lie a lot.

Makes me sound
more exciting.

You're exciting enough.

These college girls,
they're so boring.

- Where do you go to school?
- Chicago.

She's staying with her so-called
parents, who are on vacation.

Only they're not here...

as usual.

Didn't they know
you were coming home?

They're off in France or Libya
or some other foreign paradise.

Ann has all 5,000 rooms
to herself.

She likes to be alone.

Is that true?

Not always.

Maybe you should take that
as an invitation.

Maybe it is.

They must have laughed
after they almost caught me...

'cause I just walked through a store,
out the back, into the car, gone.

I couldn't believe
I did it.

You're really hating this.

You told me to
get close to him.

Look, just don't go native
on me, all right?

- What's that supposed to mean?
- You know exactly what it means.

You want results, right?

What I want is something
that I can take into court.

What I don't want is some smart-ass
lawyer getting a cop killer off...

because somebody crossed a line.
You got it?

What about the sister?

She wouldn't
date the help.

At least she's got
some common sense.

Hi.

You been standing
there long?

Just came around.

The gate was open and
nobody answered when I rang.

I guess I don't hear
anything back here.

Would you like
the grand tour?

And last but not least...

this is the tennis court.

This is a basketball court.

It depends on
how you look at it.

Let me guess, Ted's into basketball
and you play tennis?

Wrong.

Introducing Number 32
for Sacred Heart...

Varrick!

Sacred Hearts in trouble this year.
Do you want to play Horse?

I want to play Duck.

- How do you play Duck?
- Duck!

- Let's play one-on-one.
- Is it easier than Horse?

Sure, you just take the ball and you try
and score. It's like basketball.

Your game.
You go first.

Okay.

Is that the phone?

- That's completely unfair.
- Whatever it takes.

Is that as close
as you're gonna get?

Your brother
teach you this?

I taught him.

- Are you okay?
- That's okay, no blood, no foul.

So humor me.

Foul on Number 32, Varrick.
Come on.

I figured you for a heartbreaker.
I didn't know my nose was in jeopardy.

You'll be fine.

- How long do I have to keep doing this?
- Till I tell you to stop.

Here, have a seat.

Put your head back.

How long have you and Ted been friends?

- Since I...
- Put that head back!

- Since I helped him out of a jam.
- Yeah? What kind of a jam?

His car wouldn't start.

That's not much
of a jam for Ted.

- He's been in bigger, has he?
- You could say that.

Maybe he's learning.

Learning what?

How to choose his friends
more carefully.

Okay, sit up.

- Stopped?
- Yeah.

You're good.

Blood brings out
the mother in me.

I already got a mother.

Einstein.

You just dropped three years
of your salary here.

Danny Millers on line 4.

Come on,
Malcolm wants you.

Bill. Malcolm
wants to see you.

Showtime, bro.

You really like
this shit? - Yeah!

What are you,
my father or something?

Just drive.

A bunch of Mercedes.

A couple Rollses.

A Ferrari. I don't see no Porsches, man.
I got tickets to the Lakers.

You're not going anywhere
until we get a car.

Clifford. Too tough.

Just got lucky.

It's awful close to the elevator.
Let's look some more.

What, you want one
with keys in it, too?

Just keep your
goddamn eyes open.

Get your hands up!

Get out of the car!
Get over here!

Got him?

Go downstairs and
call the cops. - Right.

Keep moving.
Back off.

Move it out.

Keep moving.
Back off.

Keep your hands
off our cars.

Sure took your time.

Can I have my personal
property, please?

- Thanks.
- Shut up.

Malcolm gives all the orders. I've got
nothing to connect Varrick to any of it.

Just because he's smarter than you,
doesn't mean he's innocent.

There's a telephone in there and I want you
to go in there and call Malcolm...

and tell him in your own words
exactly what went down today.

Let him use the phone.

What, you want me to
dial it for you?

Malcolm, it's Bill.

You heard.

He's what?

He's sorry?

That sorry fucking kid took me off,
and left me hanging!

It was fucking amateur night! Wait.
Sorry? Sorry isn't good enough!

Find yourself another fool,
'cause I'm out!

Shit. I just quit.

Means he'll come to you.

So, it's okay?

Kid, you sent chills
up my spine.

Hi.

Ann, I'm sorry.

You must be angry. - Not really,
I was angry two hours ago.

I knew this was
a bad idea.

Should I go?

What happened
to your hand?

A self-inflicted wound.

Is it bad?

If a little blood
brought out the mother in you...

I'd try a lot of blood,
see what happened.

Make my bacon
extra crispy, please.

- You're just in time.
- Hello, Ann.

Morning. - Ann, you
shouldn't have, really.

Thank you.
You got any coffee?

- Sure.
- Great.

All right.

This is terrific.
Thank you very much.

- Long night?
- Yeah.

Morning.

Nice robe, chief.

Where can I get a mug?

Looks better on you
than it does on me.

Sit down. Eat.

Have you tasted
her crepes? - No.

Ann, give Bill a crepe.
This shit will melt in your mouth.

You sleep okay last night?

Yes, I slept pretty well.

Is there any milk?

I like this.

I really like this.
It feels very domestic.

But good domestic.

Maybe you guys should go
work in the 3.2 kids.

Uncle Ted could visit
on the holidays.

- It's 2.3 kids.
- I think it's 3.2 beer.

Take it easy, uncle Ted.

I always hated this
fucking house at christmas.

Let's do something
different this year.

Let's have a party.

We'll hire a band. Fill this place up.
Put some life in this morgue.

- What do you think?
- Sounds great.

You're invited.
What do you say, Ann?

Okay.

All right,
I'll fix it up.

I've got to make
a few phone calls.

Meet me outside
when you're done.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Thanks for the grub, kiddo.

- Sure.
- See you later.

You okay?

I have to get dressed.

I'll call you later.

Yes, do.

No, absolutely not.

It just doesn't work that way.
Okay? You tell him that.

Okay, good-bye.

Ready?

What the hell happened to your hand, man?
She didn't bite you, did she?

No, one of Martin's people
cut me yesterday.

Son of a bitch.

The backup man Malcolm
stuck me with split.

- Could have been a lot worse.
- Did you get busted?

No, I managed
to get away.

You got my word
this is not gonna happen again.

I'm gonna partner you
with the best guy I got.

- Yeah, who's that?
- Who do you think?

- Merry christmas, gentlemen.
- Thank you, sir.

- Did she say $9,300?
- $93,000.

- Let's do it.
- All right.

- You look terrific.
- Thanks.

Yeah. The shopping bag's
the ticket.

You can stand there all day long
if you hold the right bag.

- Makes sense, right?
- Sure.

What about this one?
Not too shabby.

Italian trash.

Besides,
I only steal Porsches.

Like that one.

Come on.

All right,
this ones on me.

Hello.

Be my guest.

One. Two.

Three.

This baby handles!

What is this shit?
Noise.

Good lord.
Definite trash.

I can't believe people
still listen to this shit!

Answer it, man.
It's probably for you.

Hello.

No, Rick's not here.

Who am I?

I'm the guy
stealing Rick's car.

You know, those guys
said to back off.

Fuck them.

There! The elevator!

Go!

Come on!

Don't you think
we're pushing our luck?

No such thing.

I nabbed seven of these
in one day.

Your turn.

Dubious.

This guy deserves us.

So, who picks up the cars?

Malcolms got a guy on it.

Where's he take them?

- Stop. This is too good to pass up.
- Terrific, just great.

There!

What now?

Buckle up.

Come on!

Come on!
Get the fuck in here!

Come on! Go!

Come on! Go!
Shit! Move it!

Back up, back up.
Now. Go!

Any ideas?

- Yeah, head for the hills.
- I'm serious.

Punch it!

What happened?

Shit.

Terrific idea
you had here.

Relax.

I met this girl,
not too long ago...

with blonde hair,
the greenest eyes.

Christ, you should have
seen her.

Yeah?

She's so fucking beautiful.

Sounds like it.

You got a big
responsibility here.

I do?

Yeah, she told me that...

it really hurts her
when a guy says hell call...

and he doesn't.

Come on, go.
Come on.

They're over there!

- These guys ever give up?
- They do this for a living.

Showtime, folks.

Boss-man.

Ted. How you doing?

- Kind of slow day.
- A little bit, yeah.

Breaking in the new guy.

Malcolm.

We're doing our christmas
shopping a little early?

Absolutely. Got to be a step
ahead of the competitors.

- Look familiar?
- Jesus!

Watch out, guys.

Horton, here, can chop up a car in about
two hours. There's nobody faster.

Duncan's a surgeon with switching
numbers. Every car gets a new life.

- Junkyards, right?
- Yeah. Junkyards, impound lots.

We even got a guy
at the DMV.

What's up?

I want to talk to you about
some security problems.

- How about tomorrow at the shop?
- Sure. First thing.

- Is everything cool?
- It's gonna be.

All right.

- See you tomorrow.
- See you tomorrow.

- Problems?
- No.

Nothing this won't fix.

What's this for? - A little
bonus for the stunt driving.

Good help's hard to
come by these days.

Come on, bro.
I got something to show you.

Remember your first repo?

You painted it.

She's yours.

Clean, clear, and legal.

Yeah. Looks good on you.

Bill?

- Jesus, what are you doing here?
- I wanted to see you.

Whered you get the car?

It's a customers car. Ted's
letting me drive while I fix it.

Is Ted letting you
wear his clothes, too?

No, he's... It was a fancy party
that I had to pick up a car at.

He didn't want me to go looking like a
mechanic, so, he gave me some cash and...

You like it?

I don't like it on you.

I'll take it off.

Same old Bill.

You asked for it.

Have a seat.
I'll get us a couple beers.

I'm getting rid of that couch.
Do not despair.

There's only one.
We have to share it.

It's okay.

Tell me I'm being paranoid.

You're being paranoid.

What are you being
paranoid about? - You.

This place.

- You don't like this place?
- It's like no one lives here.

Ann, I just moved in.

I haven't had a chance
to hang my art.

Have I made a mistake?

What mistake?

I thought you'd be
good for Ted.

I am.

I thought hed finally
found someone...

who he couldn't lead around
by the nose. - Yeah.

Don't lie to me.

If you guys are involved with
something... - We're just friends.

I don't like
Ted's friends.

I'm different.

- Are you?
- Yeah.

- I'd like to believe that.
- Yeah.

Believe it.

Malcolm.

You hiding?

What?
Did you fall in?

Boss-man,
I got a cookie for you.

Shit.

Cut the bullshit insinuations.
I called you guys, remember?

No. You didn't.

One of your mechanics saw you dragging
a body out of the bathroom. He called us.

I wasn't gonna leave him dead
in the goddamn toilet.

Where were you
taking him?

To lunch.

I was trying to give him
some fucking dignity.

What were you
worried about?

You're afraid we might
find something?

I'm never worried
about guys like you.

If you destroyed or altered any evidence,
I'm gonna find out and charge you.

Fine.

You got a real clear
conscience, don't you?

You tell me, cop.

Listen to me,
you little asshole.

Rich boys like you
turn my stomach.

You know the difference between right
and wrong, and you don't give a shit.

You know what they do to boys like you
in the joint, do you, smart mouth?

You better get yourself an education,
because that's where you're headed...

and I'm gonna send you there.
I guaran-fucking-tee!

You finished?

Get lost.

Who's next?

Bill Ayles, mechanic.

Bring him in.

You okay?

What?

You okay?

I don't know.

Bill Ayles?

Look, man, I got to get out of here.
I'll call you, okay?

Lieutenant, I think maybe I got a
tie-in to some stolen parts, here.

Run it down for me, will you?
I'm busy. - Sure.

Are you Ayles?

Cut the crap now.

You gonna interrogate me,
Lieutenant?

The first thing you're gonna do, punk,
is sit down and answer a few questions.

Who the hell do you think
you're talking to?

Sorry.

How long have you
worked here?

About three,
three-and-a-half weeks.

What time did you
get to work this morning?

I was a little late.
I got here about 8:45.

Don't you ever blow your cover
like that in front of anybody.

- They were cops.
- I don't give a shit.

You are who I say you are
until I say otherwise.

I just figured with Malcolm dead,
that the whole thing would be...

Nothings over until I pull
the plug, you understand?

Why don't you pull the plug
before somebody else gets killed?

- Because I want Varrick!
- He didn't kill your guy.

- What, he confide that in you?
- That's not who Ted is!

Oh, Ted!

What are we,
best buddies now?

- How involved are you, Benjy?
- I don't know. Involved.

Look. I'm sick of lying.
I can't do this anymore. I feel dirty.

I don't even know
when I'm lying anymore.

I want you to take
a few days. Back off.

What do you mean?

Just what I said. Go home
for christmas, see the family.

You taking me off?

No.

I'm just telling you
to take a break.

We'll talk in a few days.

- Go on.
- Okay.

And stay away
from Varrick.

Merry christmas.

It's open.

I'm really sorry
about Malcolm.

How are you?

I'm fair at best.
Thank you for coming by.

I appreciate that.

Why don't I call Ann?
We'll cancel this thing.

No. I've got to deal with all this
on a business level, you know?

Listen, I have to
ask you a favor.

Sure.

I need you to watch
my back tonight.

No, I'm not into this.

We're just going to talk.

Then what do I
need this for?

Because it would enhance
my sense of security.

- This is stupid.
- No, it's not stupid!

I know who had
Malcolm popped.

It was Martin. He's trying to shut me down
and I'm not going to let that happen.

See, if I increase my
visibility, it won't work.

Shit.

Come on.

Think of it as an ICBM.

You're never gonna use the fucker, but you
sleep better at night knowing you have one.

What, that's it?

Yes. Do you think I'm gonna take
somebody out on christmas Eve?

Give me a break.

I will never ask you for anything else
again. Just do me a favor, man.

Just watch my back tonight.

Just talk?

Piece of cake.

Ted, this is crazy.
They could be anywhere.

I know he's in one of
these fucking clubs.

We'll just be a second.
Don't park it, okay?

I don't see him.

- What?
- I don't see him.

Why don't you check the bar downstairs.
I'll meet you outside, by the car.

- This is for Malcolm.
- What?

This is for Malcolm.

Ted, good to see you.

Ted! Boy wonder. Merry christmas.
Good to see you.

Is someone having
car trouble?

- Is that your white convertible?
- That's mine.

- There's a cop out there.
- I hope there's no drugs in there.

- Suzanne, you seen my sister anywhere?
- She's upstairs. You can't miss her.

All right.

- Hi. You want to dance?
- Not yet.

Let's get you something
to drink. - Okay.

Eric, something wet
for my buddy, here.

Champagne'll work.

Not bad.

- Hello. Merry christmas.
- Merry christmas.

Who do I kiss first?

I was afraid you weren't
going make it.

Last-minute
christmas shopping.

Here you go, Ann.

- Can I open it?
- Yes, please.

What is it? - It's a bowling
ball. What do you think?

It's beautiful.

Let's see how it looks.

You know, somebody called.
Somebody's been trying to reach you.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Okay. Let me take care of that
for two seconds.

You look fantastic.

- You sound surprised.
- I'm not.

Could I speak to
Mr. Loos, please?

I left three messages.
Where the fuck have you been?

I'm on the phone.
What's the problem?

Listen, hotshot,
I'm out as of now.

I want $20,000.

I want it tomorrow.

Look, if you're getting scared, quit.
Why should I finance your old age?

I put that cop
away for you.

But I can get immunity...

tell them that
you ordered it.

You'll go down for murder one,
you'll be away for a long time.

Okay.

This is for the $20,000.

They got an undercover
in your shop, a mechanic.

That blonde kid, Ayles.

You sure about this?

You know I'm sure.

Son of a bitch.

Lt. Bracey put him on you.

The guy's got your balls
on a platter.

Okay.

Fine.

How about some
champagne? - Sure.

You're really stuck on him.

Something wrong with that?

No, I'm just looking out
for my little sister, that's all.

What's up?

We got a little business.

Open it.

Am I supposed to ask
who it's for?

Do you care?

Yeah.

Some guy on Martin's payroll.
It's a goodwill gesture.

We're buying a truce.

The guy's a cop.

No shit?

Big surprise.

Know the guy?

I never met him.

- All right.
- Let me make the drop.

Then I can wait around
and get a look at the guy.

That's not necessary.

It can't hurt to know who he is.
Might come in handy later.

You catch on pretty fast
in this game, don't you?

Got a good teacher.

Where is he?

He's right through there.
Just behind that freight car.

What the fuck
are you doing here?

Spread them!

Take it easy! - You take it
easy. Shut the fuck up!

- I didn't know you were working on this.
- I said, shut up! You wearing a wire?

- No!
- Hold still.

It's not what you think!
Listen! Let me tell you!

It's not what you think!

Hands behind your head!
Put them back! Get down on your knees!

- What are you gonna do?
- Open the bag!

Let me see it!

Count it!

- Listen...
- Hurry up!

Here, it's all packets
of $2,000 in $20s!

You don't have to do this.
We can take him in together!

Kid, you are so far in
over your fucking head!

Put the money back in the bag!
Throw it here.

Down on your face!
Hands behind your head.

Shit!

Listen, you don't want
to kill me.

Lieutenant!
You don't want to kill a cop!

I already did.

- Get the money!
- You killed a cop!

We had no choice!
Get in the car. Come on!

You saved my life.

What'd you expect?

- You all right?
- Hard to breathe.

The fucking cops.

They're all dirty.

Goes all the way up.
Captains, lieutenants...

They've all got a price.

A guy who crosses the line
like that...

he can't go back.

Who can he talk to?

Who can he really trust?

Nobody.

Not like us.

We're family.

We own each other.

Bill.

Let's meet tomorrow night,
at that shopping mall. Same place.

Be the day after christmas.
People will be taking shit back.

Be plenty of cars.

Be good for you.

Fucking Loos was on the take,
tried to kill me!

What are you
talking about?

Your guy Loos, he's dead!

What? - He was gonna kill me.
Ted ran him over.

What's going on? - Nothing,
honey, just go back to bed.

Don't worry about it.

- The kids...
- I know.

What are we going to do?

What do you mean?
We're gonna roll up Varrick.

You don't understand!
Ted saved my life!

Yeah, he's also killed
two cops! - No, he hasnt!

It was Loos killed Grazziola,
Ted didn't do it!

What? - It was Loos,
he admitted it to me!

What the fuck were you doing
with Loos? - Ted took me.

A payoff he was making,
part of a deal he made with Martin.

Yeah? Let me tell you
something about Martin.

He got his ass shot off
last night in some disco.

Who do you think
did that?

We can bust Varrick now.

You can testify
that he killed Loos.

I'm not some fucking snitch!
I told you, he did it to save my life!

Bullshit.
He set you up.

You're a cop.

Another cop was killed,
and you were there.

Maybe Loos was dirty.

Maybe?
What is this maybe?

Whose side
are you on, anyway?

Careful.

Why, were you in with Loos
or something?

You get the hell
out of my house right now!

Call me tomorrow.

We'll work it out.

- Are you okay?
- Hi.

You sounded so upset
when you called.

Upset?

I need to say something.
It's important you believe me.

I never wanted it
like this. I never...

I never meant for us, for me to come
on to you, for us to get involved.

It just happened.

And I'm glad it did.

Me, too.

Now things have gotten
out of hand.

I don't know
how it's gonna turn out.

I just wanted to tell you...

whatever happens...

it's nothing to do
with me and you.

What can I do?

Just believe me,
no matter what.

I believe you.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna make you
some breakfast.

Stay put.

Hey, Grease.

Yeah, there he is.

Hi, Benjy.

We just had the damnedest time
trying to figuring out who you were.

I figured, I was at the wrong
apartment altogether.

She's going,
there's no Benjy here.

I'm saying, yeah.

Benjy Taylor,
blond kid, so high...

Anyway, I figured I'd, you know,
bring you your christmas presents.

Thanks.

You didn't pick them up.
Your mother was worried.

Thanks, uncle Mike.

So...

I guess I'll run along.

It's nice meeting you.

- Bye.
- Yeah.

It was Ted, wasn't it?

Ann...

You're a fucking cop.

- Ann...
- Don't touch me!

Wait.

- Wait, will you listen to me?
- What could you possibly say?

How could you lie
to me like that?

I never lied about us.

Us?
There never was an us.

I never even knew
your name.

I don't even know
who you are.

I can't even imagine
who you are.

I need Lt. Bracey.

This is Deputy Taylor.

Where?

Crime Impact.

Sheriff's deputy. It's my fault.
Crime Impact, Taylor.

- I got to see this guy.
- It's all right, let him in.

- Why are you here?
- We were supposed to get together.

I need to talk to him.

It ain't gonna
happen now, is it?

Go home.

Your assignments over.

Okay, so, Flight 147,
first class, beautiful.

I'll pay at the terminal.
Thank you.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Are you going somewhere?

Yeah, something came up,
and I got to leave town for a while.

When?

Tonight.

- What have I forgotten? Shit.
- What came up?

You know, just business.

- Shit. Where are my keys?
- What kind of business?

Just business, you know?

Does Bill know
you're going?

No. Why?

Just wondering.

- Where is Bill? Have you seen him?
- No. I don't know where he is.

Goddamn it!
Where are my keys?

I want to know if you're
gonna see Bill tonight.

What are you asking me?

You know something
that I don't?

Yeah?

So, we working
tonight, or what?

Bill. I've been trying to
get a hold of you all day.

I've been out.

Seen Ann?

No. No, I haven't.

So what's the scoop?
Are we on?

Ted?

Yeah, fucking A. Sure.
Same place or...

Okay. I'm on my way.

You're going to
see him tonight.

Yeah, he's gonna drop me off
at the airport.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Be careful.

You be careful.

He's a cop.

- You're right on time.
- Yep.

Should we go pick ourselves
out a car? - Sure, why not?

- Want to get a shopping bag?
- Fuck the shopping bag.

Fuck the shopping bag.

Come on.

Let's take the stairs.

Why not?

- So, how's your day been?
- Okay. How about yours?

Kind of bizarre.

- Saw a great 911 up there.
- Yeah?

Yeah, it's got one of those
car phones in it.

You like car phones,
don't you?

- After you.
- You first.

You know, you can't keep
doing this forever.

What makes you think so?

You'll get caught,
eventually.

You'll go away.

Wrong.

Law of averages.

Fuck averages.

I'm never going to jail,
I'll tell you that much.

Here she is.

What would you do
to stay out?

I'd do what I had to.

No alarm.

Can't have more than
10,000 miles on it.

You want to do the honors?

You're the expert.

What's the matter?
Don't you trust me?

Should I?

I don't know. You're the
unknown here, Benjy. Not me.

I am?

Who the fuck are you?

- You killed Bracey, didn't you?
- Look, I did what I had to, okay?

If we're all so corrupt,
why didn't you just buy him?

I saved your life, man.

Did you?
Or was Loos a setup for me?

Look, you're alive, right?

I fucking trusted you!

Yeah.

We were friends.

Yeah, we were.

You know, I keep thinking that
maybe we can get past all this.

- We cant, can we?
- Nope. I got to bust you.

- You're gonna bust me?
- Yeah.

No.

I'm gonna walk away now.

If you want to stop me...

shoot me in the back.

I'm not letting you go!

You can't kill me.

- Don't!
- Fuck you!