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- You're so bad at checkers.

You're so bad.

You suck at checkers.

You suck.

Whoa.

Chill, man.

You suck.

- Fuck.

I'm disappointed
what you did to Roger.

- Yeah well, he's a taunter.

You should try playing him

and maybe you wouldn't be so surprised.

- I'm not the one in therapy.

Jack, I may be able to get you out of here

under my supervision, but you're
gonna have to work harder.

- I would do anything.

I bet I can get my old job back.

- That would help.

I will work as
hard as you need me to.

- Jack.

Your mother's not doing well.

It's another reason you need
to get your life together.

- You have my word.

- Hey.

How are your sessions going?

- They suck.

I'm not getting anything out of them.

Why don't you just release me

and let me get out of here full time?

- Release somebody with
your violent history?

- I stabbed one bitch in one bar one time.

- It was your best friend.

- Well, she shouldn't have
been checking out my man.

- I'm disappointed you
think that's a good reason.

Remember when you were telling me

during one of our sessions
about your sexual dreams.

You were being choked.

- Those weren't dreams.

They were the real deal.

- I have to help somebody
with their violent end

and anger issues and I was hoping

maybe you would become my
assistant in a small capacity

and of course only if you want to.

- I wouldn't have to come back here?

- Not unless you went off the reservation,

then I'd have to bring you here full time.

- I'll think about it.

- Thank you.

- Marnie.

Marnie.

One more.

- Jack, I'm not doing this.

Just one more, okay?

Just get it for me.

- You're cut off.

Go home.

- Just one more, Marnie.

- You're hurting me.

Go home now.

- Hey buddy, get lost.

That's my beer.

Do you believe this guy?

Oh.

- Jack, wait a second.

I just bailed you out.
- No, I gotta go home.

Go to sleep.

I'll call you tomorrow.

- Not to mention I drove your van here

without a driver's license.

- Then get one.

- You know why I won't.

- Right because you got
broadsided years ago.

It fucked up your leg.

You're a doctor of psychology.

- What are you doing getting bar fights?

- Just figure it out.

- We've been working so hard in therapy.

- Maybe it's not working, okay.

Do I look better?

- Come to my office tomorrow
at two o'clock, okay.

I have a special session for you.

- Jesus.

- Two o'clock, Jack, okay.

- What's this about?

- A customer needs that done by tonight.

- I have too many parts to change.

I got you your job back.

You get it done.

- What so, I owe you something now?

I can walk away at any time.

- Like how you walked away
from our relationship?

- Why do you always bring that up?

- My dad's taking a risk
letting you work here.

You quit and the doctor's gonna send you

right back to the loony bin.

No one's gonna hire you.

- You know what?

You don't worry about it.

I'll fix it.

- You're crazy.

Hey Jack, what are you doing?

What are you two arguing about?

It's nothing, Melvin, okay.

It's nothing.

- My business will be nothing

if you two don't get
along and get to work.

I was hoping when I brought you back

that you two would get back together.

- Dad, stop it.

Jack doesn't wanna hear that.

- Look, you spend time in an
institution it changes you.

Okay?

- No crap.

Throwing parts.

- I'm surprised you're here, Melvin.

How you doing?

You feeling all right?

- Not good.

It's better I come to work
than sit home waiting to die.

- Dad, don't talk like that.

You're not gonna die.

- Don't worry 'bout me.

Please, you two get along
so this business survives.

- Let me help you, okay.

Look, Pearl.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Can you cover me this afternoon?

I have this experimental
session with my doc.

I have to be there.

- Sure.

Hope it goes well.

- Thank you.

Again I'm sorry.

So what am I supposed to do?

I'm supposed to stand
here and stare into space?

- Just relax and remember this
is an experimental exercise.

Okay?

So close your eyes and take a deep breath.

Somebody's going to
approach you from behind

and I want you to respond accordingly.

- Don't you touch that.

Don't fucking touch.

Die.

- Thank you, Bonnie.

Jack.

We have some work to do.

You okay?

- No.

I was looking for Bonnie to.

She's on a break right now.

- Look, Doc, this therapy is not working.

- Well, you have to give a little time.

- I still carry this stupid wire.

You don't have to.

- Can't let it go.

Every time I just I see my
father dying in front of me

and my mother being destroyed by it.

- Dad, wait.

You forgot your thermos.

- Jack, you're gonna have to let it go.

Okay?

I mean, we can't change the past.

And you've worked so hard to become

an electrician like your father,

but maybe that wire's becoming

a detriment to your progression.

- I'm not ready to give it up.

- And I'm not asking you to.

We'll retrain your behavior

and once the anger is
gone, so to the wire.

- You really believe that?

- I do because I believe in you.

- Suppose I should be grateful
to you for not killing me.

You slapped me.

- What else was I supposed to do?

You were trying to strangle me.

- Okay.

- It's okay.

Just let him go.

Hands up, motherfucker.

Keep 'em up.

Give me the fucking money now.

- Do you know who the
fuck you're messing with?

- I don't give a fuck.

Give me the fucking money now.

Fucking asshole.

- Plates.

Plates, write down his number.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

I spoke to Miss Griffin over a week ago.

I'm wondering what's
delaying that grant check.

- Sure she'll get back to you soon.

Where's mine?

- You two should talk about
what happened rationally.

Okay?

I'll be back later.

- Thanks for crushing it.

Peselowe's broke so he
can't buy a new one.

- I don't need it anymore.

I'm fine.

- We both hoped that this exercise

would prove you could control your anger.

- I guess you were wrong.

I just tried to choke you out.

- These aggression control
training works on milder cases.

You're screwed up, but I'll put you right.

- Wow, I guess you've got a new line

of work in psychology, huh?

- Well I know how to get things done.

I'll get rid of your hot button.

- Yeah, I guess if
anybody has a hot temper,

you can just zap 'em.

Whatever it takes.

- Do you think the Doc just thinks

of me as some lab experiment?

- His methods are extreme,

but great reward requires great risk.

Maybe I overreacted.

I wouldn't be here if I didn't trust you.

I'm on your side.

- You're bad news.

- Hey.

What do we got?

- Well.

Don't worry, Charles.

Chief Nelson and I will find this guy.

- The hell did he take?

There's nothing in this dive.

- Charles had the presence of mind

to get the license plate number.

Guy wore a ragged green Army jacket.

- Yeah, with a sergeant's stripe
and a hell on wheels patch.

- Had to be a drug addict.

Attack you with a gun and
get only how much, Charles?

- $200.

- $200.

That's not a whole lot of money.

Devlin.

Was I not clear when I said I don't want

these illegal machines in my town?

- Come on, Chief.

You know everybody has 'em.

I mean, even the firehouse has one.

We're just trying to keep
local businesses afloat.

- Oh, hey, then let's put
one up in the precinct, huh?

We don't have the big budgets

that these large corporate cities have,

but don't you worry, Charles,

we're gonna get your lousy 200 bucks back.

What a racket.

- $200.

That's funny.

I thought this place made
a lot more money than that.

- All right, this matches.

- It's an oven in here.

Brenner.

Jack Brenner.

Yeah?

- You're under arrest for armed robbery

at the Hideaway Tavern.

- What?

- What's going on?

Hey, hey,
don't fucking touch her.

- Hey, hey, hey.

- What kind of cop are you, huh?

- The kind that does what
he likes when he likes.

- Do you have a warrant?

- Warrant for your arrest.

Where's the gun?

- I don't have one.

Search all you want.

- That's all right.

We got a search warrant, too.

- It's a shame your anger issues

have escalated to assault and robbery.

Come on.

- Fuck you.

You're going down, Brenner.

- Everything's gonna be fine, Jack.

I'll call your lawyer.

- He's Dr. Peselowe's latest pet project.

Even gives Bonnie the creeps.

- Bonnie Lang?

Charles girlfriend?

- It's okay.

- Look what we found in your car.

Go 'head, try it on.

- You gonna do something about this?

- Wally, you do not have
a case against my client.

Counselor,
explain some things to me.

Mask, the car, the plates, the clothes.

All witnessed during the robbery.

Explain those things to me

and it'll make it so much easier.

- Your client's under
psychiatric treatment, right?

Bit of a loose canon, are we?

- Watch what you say about my client.

- Look, I'm fucking innocent.

- You may have been born that way,

but you didn't stay that way.

You needed money so you took it.

- I'd be insane to wear my jacket

and drive my car to rob a place.

- Newsflash, you are insane.

Bonnie Lang said so.

- Bullshit.

You know what?

I'm out of here.
- No, you're not.

We're not done with you.

Sit down.

- That's police brutality on my client.

- You're watching too much TV.

You gotta get out more.

Police brutality.

- No worries.

We'll solve it one way or the other.

- What, you don't knock?

You're free to go.

Made bail.

- Now you boys have a very shaky case.

Dr. Peselowe has always been Jack's alibi

and you better keep your
hands off my client or.

- Or what?

- Or I'll sue you and
bankrupt this dive town.

- Good luck with that.

Go 'head.

Might make about 100 bucks.

- Y'all come back now, you hear?

- Come on, let's get on this.

Thanks for bailing me out again.

I know you put it all on the line.

- Yeah, just don't do anything foolish.

- I'm innocent.

You have nothing to worry about.

- I've never been much of a worrier.

Besides, I think the police

will find the true culprit quickly.

- The only thing the cops do
quickly is jump to conclusions.

I don't trust them to do a damn thing.

- Patience, okay.

Can they just do their job?

- Oh at least let me drive you home.

You don't have to take cab.

- It's nonsense.

Okay, can you just fix the
electrical outlet in my office

like I've asked you to
do and we'll be even.

- Hey.

Yeah, I need to talk to you anyway.

All right.

Yeah, I'll just come.

Bye.

- I heard about your
trouble with the police.

Thought we should talk.

- So you can give them
more information about me?

- Save your anger for those who hurt you.

I'm trying to help you.

Face facts.

You make a great suspect.

That's Cathy Moffitt from out of the past.

My favorite onscreen hero.

Nerves of steel.

Didn't hesitate to shoot
any man who got in her way.

- Is that normal?

Normal's overrated.

- Is it now?

- A gentleman prefers blondes.

- Where's your picture, Bonnie?

- Got a lot of balls, pal.

Bonnie, what do we run the psych ward now?

- Oh, that's very funny, Charles.

You look like a prime candidate.

- Oh, now you're on his side.

Bonnie and Jack, eh?

- Okay.

- Did he call?

- Yeah.

Said there's a problem.

- My good friend Devlin.

Have a seat.

Come on, relax.

Have a seat.

Sit down, relax.

Magnificent thread you have on.

And those shoes.

I can only dream of
having a pair of those.

- How can I help you?

Bruno was tightlipped as usual.

- This robbery is bad for business.

- Not only bad, it's insulting.

Know what I mean?

I need a report on this investigation.

- I've got two suspects.

One with a solid alibi.

- Well you know I'm a
respectable business man

and I can help you in many ways.

And I can make Bruno available
to talk to your suspects.

Bruno can be a very
persuasive interviewer.

- I've got it under control.

No one gets away with crime in our town.

- Our town.

Our town.

Bruno, where the hell
does he come up with this?

Our town.

- Oh, I forgot to tell you.

Miss Griffin called.

I'm getting that grant money next week.

- Thank God.

You've been on a bad streak lately.

Some things are looking up though.

Jack has a good alibi in you.

- What, you have doubts?

Doubts are unacceptable.

I must succeed with Jack.

Otherwise you know where you're headed.

- I know where I'm headed

and what I have to do to get there.

- You're not in jail.

So what?

- Yeah, but if I don't
do something quickly,

the cops are gonna arrest me again.

- Dr. Peselowe stuck his
neck out to save you.

He now wonders what the
hell he was thinking.

- Bonnie, that's enough.

- Okay, you're the one out on a limb.

- Look, I appreciate everything
you guys are doing for me.

If you wanna steer clear, I get it.

- Who else is gonna take care of you?

- Apparently half the town.

Why, are you offering?

- Sure, Mr. Only Suspect.

- Goddamn thing.

What are you doing here?

What, you don't shut doors?

- Chief Nelson's dead set on you.

Whew.

It's personal.

Small town personal.

- You know I didn't do it.

- Even if that's what my
gut tells me, he's my boss.

Somebody's gotta go to jail, right.

I've got some leads.

Like this guy.

We were able to pull a
partial print off your van.

Know him?

- No.

Should I?

- I'm betting he knows something.

I don't have enough to bring him in.

Bathroom.

Now Jack, you make any new
friends, you give me a holler.

Oh and don't do anything
reckless on your own.

Okay, champ?

Hey Jack, what are you having?

- Hey, how you doing, Marnie?

Can I get a beer?

You know what?

Get one for this guy, too.

Sure thing.

- Must be my lucky day.

- What you got there?

- My bail bondsmen gave me this.

I was hire of the year.

Name's Sharky.

- Sharky.

Sounds like a name of a
guy who would rob a place

and pin it on somebody else.

Like the Hideaway.

I got arrested for that job the other day

and I didn't do it but I guess
you already know that, huh?

- So you're Jack Brenner.

- And I'm looking for the
scumbag who set me up.

Wouldn't it be wise for you
and me to go to the cops?

- You look a lot dumber than you thought.

- Yeah.

Well you're not thinking at all.

- Get lost, Jack.

- You're coming with me.

- Jack, get out now.

- This isn't over.

- Yeah, that's right.

This ain't over.

Next time I see you, you're a dead man.

You know what?

Get me a shot on his fucking money.

What the hell is she doing here?

You need a bodyguard?

- The cops are after Jack Brenner.

It was perfect, except
you hit me too hard.

Time to pay up.

- New deal, junkie.

Next time you wanna get high,

you come and visit your buddy Sharky

and then everybody's happy.

- Are you crazy?

We give you a job and
you're gonna screw us?

You're gonna pay us our money
or I visit Sharky in jail.

- You both set this up.

I'm not fucking playing.

You were too scared to
get the fucking money.

Now it's fucking mine.

Bitch, you pull something on me,

you better be ready to fucking use it.

- Oh, I'm ready to use it,

but more importantly I'm
not afraid to use it.

Don't get greedy, Sharky.

You stick to the plan.

You don't know who you're messing with.

- At least you got more balls
than bitch number one here.

- We made the plan.

We took the risks.

It's time to pay up.

- I'll think about it.

But I'm keeping most of it.

- You better get that money.

You promised me that you
could get me to Mexico.

- I'll get you the money.

I promise I will get you the money.

- You better, Charles, 'cause I need

to get out of this town.

You understand?

- Hey, Mom.

I got you these.

How are you?

I hope somehow you're able

to find happiness wherever you are.

I brought you a little something.

Just don't tell Susan, okay.

She'll kick my butt.

It's not fair what happened to us.

To our family.

I'm sorry I'm such a mess.

I just cause you trouble.

I want you to know that Dr. Peselowe,

he's tried so hard to help me.

I feel like I'm almost there.

I'll find a way, okay.

God, I miss Dad.

- I said you're not leaving me.

Never.

Don't turn your back on me.

- Okay, okay, okay.

That's excellent, Maggie.

Joe, thank you.

Have a seat.

Before we call it, would
anybody else like to share?

Benny?

- Why would you call on me?

You know I hate when you call on me.

Why?

Sorry.

- It's okay.

Let's go ahead and stop right there.

I want you all to have a nice, calm night.

Okay?

We'll see you next session.

Jack, would you mind
staying behind, please?

- What happened?

- I met the guy who framed me.

We didn't get along so well.

- Well that's foolish.

Did you learn anything?

- No, I mean, he lost his
shit and I guess I lost mine,

but I stopped before anything happened.

- Well, at least we're making progress.

What do you think?

- I think so, too.

- Okay.

- That was excellent, Jack.

You're getting close my friend.

- Close?

Close?

No, you're getting close.

Close to killing her and
driving me fucking insane.

- Jack, you can stop whenever you'd like.

Just remember we have
your best interest here.

Fuck you.

- It's just a little messy, huh?

- A little bit.

- I estimate the time of death to be

between six and 12 last night.

There are signs of strangulation

with a wire around his neck,

but someone definitely
tried to play basketball

with his head against the floor.

- So you think somebody bashed
his head into the ground.

- No, it was a single strike.

There's no indentation on the head

to indicate that he was struck

with a blunt object of any kind.

He cracked his skull from a fall.

Maybe he tripped or something.

- Or maybe the killer strangled him

and dropped him on the ground.

- Or that.

- And there's tools all
over the ground, right?

No blood on the tools.

Obviously a scuffle.

During the scuffle, maybe
the toolbox gets broken open.

- There's a toolbox.

Where is it?

I examined the body.

I didn't see a toolbox anywhere.

- So it appears we can
rule out accidental death.

- I would agree with that.

- Narrow that down.

- Gee, you think?

Listen, I spoke to the worker
that found Sharky's body

and he said that his
red toolbox was missing.

- That solves the toolbox mystery.

- So, the work of a mad
electrician possibly?

Can we get Brenner back to the station?

Yeah, I'm on it.

- Thank you.

Hope not to see you again soon.

Where's Doc?

- He's dealing with a patient.

I got you some coffee.

- Thank you.

You're welcome.

- You know, you really should think

about ditching this jacket.

- Yeah well, I'm attached to it.

- It's hard to get rid of
things you're attached to.

- Like in your case Charles?

- The police are here.

They're looking through your van.

- Oh shit.

I gotta get out of this town.

- Where you gonna go?

- I don't know.

Acapulco.

- Mexico?

Dr. Peselowe said you'd
never leave your mother.

Would you, Jack?

- I gotta go, okay.

Fucking dick.

- Cut yourself shaving?

- You're wasting your time with me.

- Maybe I like wasting my time.

- Look, I had nothing to do
with the robbery or the murder.

- Do you by any chance
have a talk with Sharky?

If you did, be smart to tell me now

'cause this has your MO all over it.

- No idea what you're
talking about it, sir.

- You know, his killer
unleashed a lot of anger.

Very violent.

- Your point?

- Does this look familiar?

- I got all kinds of wires.

- How 'bout the robbery then?

Can't see Sharky doing this on his own.

You know it's a lot more than $200.

And between you and me,
I don't trust Charles.

Couldn't find anything in
his place or his bar so.

- Oh, so you're telling
me that small town cops

are having a hard time
figuring things out, hm.

- You got me.

You're just way smarter than us.

I give up.

Where's the money, Jack?

- What's wrong?

You don't have any other suspects?

- Sorry.

No do overs.

You had your chance.

- You think you're the only
one after me right now, Devlin?

- I'm just getting started
coming after you, Brenner.

- Okay.

- Where do you think you're going?

- You would have arrested
me if you had any evidence,

so when you make some up, you let me know.

- You know me.

I'll do whatever it takes.

Prick.

Can I get
you another one, Nash?

- Sure.

Hey, Jack.

Where you going?

My favorite client.

Thanks for meeting me here.

Why were you walking back out?

- Nevermind that.

- Listen.

I appreciate that you met with Devlin,

but please do not go without me again.

That is a dangerous maneuver, my friend.

Yeah, well I handled it.

- Cheer up.

You're a free man.

For now.

Can I get you a shot, Jack?

- Just a beer, Marnie.

Sure thing.

- All I need is my six shooter, you know.

Another private experimental exercise.

Would you let me again?

All these marks on poor Jack's face.

Go take a seat, Charles.

Take a load off.

- I know you want what's mine.

That's not gonna happen.

- No.

Chill out.

Sorry about that, Nash.

- It's okay.

You all right?

Yeah.

I'm good.

- Is there much pain, Melvin?

- Comes and goes.

- Sorry you got it so tough, man.

- Pearl told me about
that robbery frame up.

- Yeah, well I'll manage.

- She worries.

You find the guy who did
it, you'll go off on him.

- Thank you.

- Welcome.

- Oh, here.

Got it.

Melvin, I got it, okay.

- You're kind, Jack.

- Where are your glasses?

- I bought contacts.

Takes getting used to.

Like the look?

- It's nice.

- She wants to look good for you, Jack.

She's always helping me,

whether it's for my
business or my illness.

When I'm gone, she needs a
life with a good man .

- Oh, Jesus.

- Not gonna be around forever.

What will she do?

- I'm sorry.

I'll take care of her.

Got to head out, okay.

Taking off, Pearl.

Thanks for the lemonade.

- Bye, Jack.

I think we can agree

that Brenner's not a murderer.

- Doctor, you really think
you can cure these people?

- Cure?

You can't cure violence.

I mean, with hard work and dedication,

they can get a grip on their lives

and yes I stand by my treatments.

- But they're not always successful.

- Oh, we're talking
about human nature here.

- Human nature?

So you treat these people.

You let them out into the world

and when they commit atrocities,

you write it off as human nature.

- Has the doctor told
you he has a few ideas

on how to clear Jack?

He gave me the gist.

- Bonnie, the people we treat
count on our discretion.

- I wonder.

What did you have to do to get this job?

- Prick.

- I think he must've had
a difficult childhood.

Hey, doc.

- Hey.

- Came to fix that outlet.

- Excellent.

Can you do me a favor and
check the breaker box as well?

- I can't do it now, but I'll
come back later, all right.

- Fine.

That works for me.

I'm gonna go use the little boy's room.

- I was just gonna call you.

Charles and I would
like to invite you over

for a home cooked meal.

- Charles invited me
and you think I'm nuts.

- Give it a chance.

You have the doctor convinced
that somebody framed you.

Why don't you convince Charles?

- Because I don't care
what Charles thinks.

I don't care if he believes me.

I don't trust him.

- Do you trust me?

I'd like to.

- Wow.

And I let you choke me.

Forget it.

I knew you wouldn't come.

- Bonnie.

No.

- Bonnie.

What time?

Jesus.

- Can I ask you something?

Between you and I.

Did you kill someone?

- So you don't believe me either?

I want to.

- And what does that mean?

- Well I don't know.

I mean, did you happen to
notice a dead body at your feet

with your fingers around his throat?

- So first I'm framed for robbery

and now I'm some fucking psycho killer?

- Bad luck can make a man or break a man.

That choice is up to you.

And you would be rotting
in prison right now

if I didn't lie for you.

It kind of looks like you took the money.

- That's crazy.

For 200 bucks?

Of all people, I thought
you would see the truth.

- I'm not sure you know what
the truth is, my friend.

- The truth is I don't have the money

and I didn't rob the place,

but I intend to find out who does.

- You have no way of attacking.

- I can fucking kill you
right now with this cane.

You know that?

- Sorry please, all right.

I was just testing your anger

without the safety of role play.

You're an unsteady man, Jack.

- Yeah, well not too
unsteady to take you home.

Let's go.

Hey, guys.

Sorry I'm late.

Brought a little something.

- Bonnie tells me you
think you were set up

for robbing my tavern and that
same guy killed that biker.

Sounds like a two for one special.

- Yeah, frame up special.

- Of course it couldn't have been Jack.

He's such a good little boy
now that my girl's tamed him.

- Is this what you invited me here for

so I can listen to this crap?

- Charles.

- Charles what?

Mark my words.

He's gonna turn on you and Doc.

Come on.

Open it up.

Let's see what loony tunes brought you.

Dead end on the money so far.

- Dead end.

Well, in that case, I don't give a shit.

I want the 500,000 that Brenner took.

- Come on, man.

I'm trying to figure this out.

I'm still working on Dr. Peselowe.

- Charles.

Come on, you know how this works.

Either that money finds
it's way back to me

or you become the dead end.

- Doc said that he asked
Jack about the money.

- And I'm sure he tried his hardest.

I want you to take this gun.

I want you to find Peselowe
and I want you to kill him.

I need to break Brenner.

Don't worry.

I'm gonna pin it on Jack.

Now take the gun and kill Peselowe.

You're worthless.

Your girlfriend has
more balls than you do.

Cheer up, Charlie.

I'm gonna give you a temporary reprieve,

but you better come up
with a reason real fast

for me to change mind or
you might find yourself

in the trunk of a stolen car

with a couple of bullets in your brain.

Goodnight.

- Hello.

Who's there?

Hello.

Oh God.

- Hey, Doc.

No, Doctor.

Doc, you okay?

Doc.

- Hey, Dr. Peselowe.

That electrician van is parked illegally.

I'm gonna need you to move it.

Hey.

Hey.

Shit, Doc.

Doc.

911, what's your emergency?

- Dr. Peselowe got attacked.

Looks like he's gonna be fine.

But Edgar the security guard found him

and sees Jack running out of the house.

- Look, nothing's missing
so we can rule out robbery.

- Well, why would Brenner
attack the good Dr. Peselowe?

- Human nature.

- What?

- I don't know.

- Let's go talk to Jack Brenner again.

The jackass.

- How many times are
we gonna do this, guys?

- You tell me.

Just have a seat.

Dr. Peselowe was almost murdered,

but that's no big surprise to you.

- No, you know what would be a surprise?

Some good news.

- Well, here's some.

We have a witness that saw you
fleeing the doctor's office,

but that's more for us really.

- Gentlemen, good news.

Here's our guy.

Nobody knocks.

- Oh.

Oh, yeah.

That's the guy right there.

- Edgar have a seat.

- Have a seat.

What, no two way mirrors?

- No, that's for cowards.

Take a seat.

- Edgar.

Is this the man you saw
fleeing Dr. Peselowe's office?

- Mm hm.

- I want my lawyer.

- You're going away for a long time.

- I'm not guilty.

I would never hurt the doctor.

He saved my life.

- You beat him with his
own cane like an animal.

Ooh.

An on off switch.

I guess that wasn't working earlier, huh?

- Oh yeah, his switch is still on.

This dude is crazy.

I don't want no part of this.

This guy is crazy, man.

I'm out of here.

- Hey.

Nah.

- Edgar.

- Bonnie just alibied Jack.

Says she was with him the whole night.

- That's never gonna.

- See you later, guys.

- Don't get comfortable, Jack.

- Look, we need to convince
them I didn't do this.

- Devlin's got you in his cross hairs now.

He's not gonna let up.

- Swear to God I gotta quit drinking.

I can't remember anything.

Ugh.

Ah.

Find a way to get back to work.

Can you hand me my notebook?

Did you find it?

- I'm sure it's gonna turn up.

- Why would somebody
take your notebook, Doc?

- I don't know.

Because there are people out there

that aren't fans of my method

and they would like to see me fail.

- I don't wanna see you fail,

but I do think I can prove
that Jack didn't do this.

I just I need to go home.

Can you take her?

- Doc.

- I'm fine.

I'm fine.

I have some things I need to do.

I'll call you later, Doctor.

Thank you.

- All right, so I'm here.

Where's the proof?

- Wait here.

- Bonnie, stay away from this guy.

- Don't fucking touch me.

We'll finish this later, okay?

You gonna be all right?

- Yeah, now you worry
after you beat up her boss.

Already made enough trouble
between Bonnie and I.

- No, Charles.

You do that all by yourself.

How am I supposed to find
out if Jack has the money

if this is how you act every
time you see us together?

Stick to the plan.

- Devlin wants Jack in jail
so he can break him down.

- Okay, if Jack is in jail,
we'll never see the money.

Plus, what if he doesn't
even have it to begin with?

- Just don't fuck it up with Devlin.

- Hey, you don't look so good, my friend.

Usually you're a well dressed man.

- Well, maybe it's because
I've been working overtime

trying to find some missing money.

- Some money?

- I need more time.

- Look, I've had it with
your excuses, Devlin.

- Nero, I'll-

- Don't Nero me.

What do I look like, a fool?

Just get me that $500,000
within 48 hours or else.

You understand?

- It's impossible.

- Nothing's impossible when
you only have 48 hours to live.

Remember, I own this town.

Now go get my money.

- You know, I figured out
who ripped this place off.

It was Sharky and you.

- Yeah.

Wasn't that smart and I'm not that dumb.

- Okay.

So it was you and Jackie.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

My best friend.

- You knew I was coming
to make that pickup.

Now I've got Nero up my
ass and I'm out 50 grand.

- Yeah, you know everything.

That's what I've come you
expect from a dirty cop.

Charles.

You know, honesty, decency.

They're nice words, but they've
never kept anybody well fed

and I have quite an appetite.

Put pressure on Bonnie
to make Jack open up.

Oh.

You didn't think I knew about that?

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

Not after what Jack did to Doc.

- Tell your girlfriend be a better lay.

You ever pull anything like that again

and I will fucking napalm
your goddamn world.

Find the fucking money.

Ah.

- Sorry, Jack.

- She had such a hard
life after my dad died.

You know, everything
that she went through,

she just couldn't cope.

- I'll take care of the proceedings.

I don't want you to worry about anything.

- Thank you for everything
that you've done for her,

how you've cared for her.

How you've helped me.

I wish there was a way I could repay you.

- Maybe there is.

I've always had a connection
with you and your mother, Jack.

I tried so hard to help you.

And I watched you improve so much

to gain control of your life.

- Yes, sir.

- In your fragile mind,
stopping your father

in the street is what caused his death

when actually it was the driver's fault.

- I still blame myself.

I mean, the only facts I have
are that I stopped my father

and he was killed.

I mean, you've helped me
so much to control it.

I mean, I feel like I'm almost there.

- Like you, I suffer from extreme guilt.

To rid mine has been
a complicated journey,

but I hope what I'm
about to show you today

will ease that burden not only for you

and bring us both peace of mind.

You forgot your thermos.

- You were the driver?

- I was a young doctor

on the cutting edge of psychoanalysis.

Pioneering new methods, I had the world

in the palm of my hand, Jack.

I was on my way home from an office party.

I was celebrating an offer

that I received from Oxford University.

- So you were drunk?

- No.

I never touched a drop
before the accident.

I've always regretted my decision, Jack.

I ended somebody's life and
I didn't wanna end mine.

So I compensated by taking
care of you and your mother

and I know that's not enough, Jack.

How could it be?

I took your father's life.

Jack.

Now's a perfectly acceptable
time for you to get angry.

Jack, aren't you gonna
call the cops at least?

I deserve it.

- Hey, Jack.

- Hey, what's up?

Hey, can I get a beer?

- Yeah.

- Sorry to hear about your mom.

Are you having a service?

- No.

No, I don't believe in wasting
money on funeral expenses.

I mean, what's the point?

- Sensitive question.

Do you get any insurance money?

- Seriously, Nash?

Right now?

You're gonna get your money, okay.

Okay, okay, I trust you.

- Someone you don't trust was asking

a lot of questions about you.

Stoned and in a bad mood.

Charles.

- Yeah, what's new?

- He was asking me if you
dropped a lot of bills in here.

He invited me to the Hideaway
for a special gambling event.

- What?

- Gambling downstairs.

- Downstairs?

You know, I'm gonna check
that out for myself.

- I don't think you're
gonna get an invitation.

- No?

Yeah, well I don't need one.

You meet me there.

Don't forget.

Who are you?

- Charles asked me to meet him here.

- He didn't tell me.

- Yeah, well we hang out.

Mind if I wait here 'til he shows?

- Hey Charles, get down here now.

Hey, how'd you get in here?

- I mean, the door wasn't locked.

- What do you mean it wasn't locked?

We have an alarm.

- Well, you better get it checked out.

Look, I hope I didn't get
anybody any trouble, guys.

- The only one in trouble is gonna be you.

You tell this guy you
were gonna meet him here?

- What him?

That's Jack Brenner.

He's the guy that has your money.

- Don't just stand there.

Just tell me who has my money.

- What are you talking about?

- Answer the man.

You killed the biker and
stole the money, right?

- That's fucking crazy.

I'm looking for the guy who set me up.

- No, no, no, no, Bruno.

I don't want another dead body.

I just want my money.

I want my money.

Police.

Police.

- Come in already.

- You're lucky you're my client.

- You're lucky you still have a client.

Get out of here.

Those bastards.

You shouldn't
confront Charles yet.

- Why not?

Everyone's fucking with me and I'm done.

- You need to be careful.

Those mob guys who attacked you own

that gambling bar and Charles.

- So then Charles has to be behind this.

- Charles couldn't execute a
plan if a bit him in the ass.

- Yeah well, he sure executed
those kicks out right.

I never thanked you for alibiing me.

Thank you.

- Well I had to do something.

They were gonna put you in jail

and what good would that do anyone?

- Why?

Who does it matter to?

- Me.

I promised Peselowe that I would help you.

So let me help you.

- I don't need your help.

Not anymore.

- Then give me the wire.

- Doesn't control me anymore.

Hey.

Yeah, no.

All right, I'll be right over.

What happened?

Is everything all right?

- Yeah, no, it's fine.

I just I gotta take care of something.

Look, I'll drop you off at home.

Pearl.

Pearl.

Hey.

You okay?

What's that smell?

Pearl, where's your father?

No, no, Jack.

- What happened here?

Why didn't you call anyone?

- So afraid.

- Jesus.

We got this, okay?

We got this.

Here.

- No, not the police.

I have to show you something.

It's all there, except for 5,000.

I bought my contact lenses,

went to the dentist and got my hair done.

All for you, Jack.

- I don't wanna hear it.

This money has fucked up my life.

Do you realize that?

I've been arrested.

I've been beat up.

I was almost killed.

So what?

You followed me to Charles' warehouse?

Is that it?

- Sometimes I follow you
thinking you're meeting Bonnie.

I was surprised you went
to the bar and left so soon

and at this warehouse I heard a scream

and went in to make sure you didn't.

- You should not have gone there.

- He looked dead.

He swung at me wildly and did it himself.

I didn't do it.

Help me, Jack.

Please.

- You put this away.

I'll deal with the rest.

- I haven't heard from you all day.

What happened yesterday?

- Nothing.

Nothing at all.

That's my van.

What the fuck is this?

Charles set me up.

- Okay.

He's a jerk, but maybe
he's just a fall guy.

- No, is that Charles' jacket?

That proves it.

I gotta call Devlin and
have him arrest Charles.

Bonnie.

Bonnie.

Hey, hey, hey.

- How did I end up with
a loser like Charles?

- It's okay.

I'm so naive.

- It's not your fault, okay.

It's not your fault.

All right, come on.

- At first it was fun and then.

And now I'm just cleaning
up all of his messes

and I can't take it anymore.

- I know.

It's a lot right now.

It's okay, all right.

Bonnie.

Bonnie, what about Charles?

- Charles isn't coming home tonight.

Don't you want me?

- I just I don't know if this is right.

- Right.

Left.

All directions lead somewhere.

- Very nice.

Playing Mr. Detective?

- So what?

You and Sharky framed me.

For what?

The money?

I saw the pictures of
the van in the jacket.

- You killed Sharky.

By the way, where is my money?

- Killing me will only make
it worse for you, Charles.

Neither one of us is a murderer.

- So someone else is out
there stealing stolen money?

Killing?

Who?

- The only thing we have
left is to help each other.

Come with me down to the station.

Think about it.

And if you're gonna shoot me,

you're gonna have to do it in the back.

I turn around and he went down.

- Sounds a little convenient to me.

- Seriously?

What, are you just gonna
pin everything on me?

- Let's go.

- What the fuck?

Are you arresting me?
- Easy.

- Are you serious?

I called you guys.

Why would I call the cops if I did it?

That'd be dumb.

- Maybe you're not as
dumb as we think you are

or maybe you're too
smart for your own good.

Either way, we're gonna talk
about it at the station.

There he is.

Hey.

Where the hell you going?

I didn't think you'd wanna miss this.

We're holding him on attempted murder.

Or murder if Charles dies.

Let's go, genius.

- What happened there?

- Jack, I heard what happened.

- So you don't believe me now either?

- Of course I believe you.

I just don't understand why.

I didn't want you anywhere near Charles.

- Charles set me up.

Okay, I had to do something.

- And look where it got you.

Under arrest for attempted murder.

- No.

I didn't do it, okay, but I know who did

and I know where the money is.

Now will you help me?

- Of course I will, Jack.

We've been through so much together

and we deserve a better life.

Leave it to me.

I know how to clear you.

- Okay.

Yeah.

Bye.

Hello?

Is anybody there?

- Hey, we're going over to Bonnie's.

Jack said Charles planted
some evidence over there.

- Oh, when did he tell you that?

Is that before you tried to murder him?

- Why are you so upset, huh?

Friends with Charles?

- Hey, hey, hey.

Knock it out, come on.

Let's get over there, come on.

Where's your boss?

- Oh, is it my turn to watch him?

None of your business.

- It's right up here.

- What do you expect to find up there?

A whole lot of nothing.

Hold on.

I think I see something.

- What'd I tell you?

- $200.

Guess that clears Jack, huh?

- Very convenient.

- Gentlemen.

Enjoy your day.

Oh, Jesus.

Did you cut yourself shaving?

- I oughta take you out right here.

- Oh, you're not happy it's Charles.

- Where's the fucking money?

- Sorry.

What money again?

- Oh, you really must be crazy, huh?

Don't you understand?

I will kill everyone.

Bonnie, the doc.

I'll pin it on you.

What are you gonna do, huh?

Call the cops?

- Nah.

50 50 split.

250,000 each.

Take it or leave it.

- Deal.

- Good.

I'll be back in a half an hour.

- I see that hand again, it
better be holding my money.

Half an hour.

It was Devlin.

- How do you know?

- He was at the warehouse.

I gave him that cut.

- We have to tread very carefully here.

Should you let Wally know?

- What, with no proof?

He could've gotten that cut anywhere.

You stay in the house.

All right, I'll be back.

- Where's the money, bitch?

- Fucking piece of shit.

- Give me the gun.

You go make our arrangements.

I'll take care of Devlin.

Jack, I need your help now.

- I'm glad you finally came to
your senses about the money.

- Yeah well, it was never
about the money for me.

- There he is.

Jack, this is Mr. Van Damn.

He's the gentleman I told you about.

- So where's the pickup?

- Thanks for coming, Wally.

- Of course.

Charles came out of the coma

and admitted setting up the robbery,

but he didn't kill Sharky.

And I want Devlin to interview him,

but Devlin's not answering his phone.

- Hm.

You know, it's unreal
that I was framed twice.

Wally, you lived a good, moral life.

I mean, you tell me.

You think there's any payoff in the end?

- I don't know about a payoff,

but sometimes I wonder how
much fun I could've had

if I didn't stay on the
straight and narrow,

but my wife is basically a
walking Sicilian lie detector

and I value my testicles.

- Got it, yeah.

Well, if I've learned anything
through this whole thing,

it's just that money isn't everything.

Well, let's get in there.

They're waiting.

Pearl doesn't have much family.

- Very sorry for your loss.

- Thanks.

Chief Nelson.

- Chief, very sorry.

Please.

- My Aunt Josie.

- Thank you for coming.

- So sorry.

- Thank you for coming.

- And Wally, this is
Pearl's uncle Seymour.

Jack.

Sorry for your loss.

- Nice to meet you.

I just wish it was under
different circumstances.

You know, Jack here has been a great help.

He's been like the rock
of Gibraltar for Pearl.

I don't know what she'd do without him.

- Have to admit I misjudged
him a couple times.

He's one standup guy.

- Oh, thank you, gentlemen.

- Well Seymour, you have my condolences.

I know this must be very hard.

- Thank you.

My brother suffered terribly.

You know, he was down to 90 pounds.

Told Pearl I thought a
closed casket was best.

- Take care.

Thanks, Jack.

- Will the family gather
together for the final goodbye?

All right.

Guests for hire.

That is brilliant.

That must be a lucrative business.

You do weddings, too?

- Well, we provide people
for all kinds of events.

People just wanna show
their distant relatives

and their coworkers that
they've got friends and family.

So we learn a few facts about our client.

We make them someone.

- You mean, somebody better?

- Americans have aim, but business.

Business is good.

Hope you're satisfied with our service.

- Later.

Be well.

- Tequila, Bonnie?

- Oh, si.

Hard work being a Pearl.

What is the matter?

We pulled it off.

- You had the doctor's notebook

because you attacked him to get it.

You believed I had the
money and you thought

that if you replaced
him, you could get to me.

- Peselowe found out I took
some of his grant money.

I wanted to get rid of him anyway.

And Devlin?

How long before I'm next?

- He lunged at me.

I had to defend myself.

Same with Pearl.

She attacked me from behind
and I had to fight for my life.

- You killed Pearl?

How could you do that?

She was an innocent kid.

- What does it matter?

We're going to Mexico.

- No, Bonnie.

I'm not going and neither is this.

- That leaves with me.

I told you when I take great
risk, I expect great reward.

- Leave now without the money.

- I'll hate myself if I have to shoot you.

The money now.

Three.

Two.

Good boy.

- You're making a big mistake, Bonnie.

Maybe I'll see you again sometime.

- I don't believe in maybe.

With me, it's now or never
and you picked never so.

- Give me the bag now.

- Let's make a deal.

- No deal.

Just give me the bag.

- That was a stupid move.

You are bad.