All language subtitles for One Dollar - 01x10 - Jake Noveer

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What did you do to your wife?

- I don't have a wife.
- Bullshit.

- I went to Mercy Seat.
- Dannie!

That's my sister!

Carries my niece.

W-We got to be square, because
I don't, I don't think

we should ever see each other again.

I found some checks,

which made me curious,
so I started snooping.

You treated me like the mark,

and I told you that I'm not the mark.

- You want in?
- Yeah.

We know who you are.

Whatever you do, we'll know about it.

I don't have any
idea who those people were

or why they did that to me.

Maybe I just let this one die.

Thought we were having a good time.

I mean, I haven't heard from you.

Look, it's pretty clear that you have

some shit going on.

Call me when you're done.

You're doing all this for a contract?

I'm having to beg, borrow and steal

for something that
should be ours by right.

Nobody move.

You're with them?

- You might have ruined the whole thing.
- I'm sorry, Pop.

Hey, buddy. Could you help us out?

Sorry. We-we don't need any money.

It's just our battery died.

You have any, uh, jumper cables?

Yeah, I think I do.

Excuse me, sir.
Don't mean to interrupt.

But I found your wallet.

You're a difficult man
to catch up with.

Thank you, man.

This is a big relief.

Sorry about the dirt.

We'll see you later, Mr. Noveer.

My dog, he, uh, picks things up... Hmm.

...brings them home and
buries them in our yard.

I tried to clean it off
a little bit, but,

- couldn't get it all.
- Yeah.

Didn't mean to interrupt
you and your friends.

Nah, man. You just made
this my lucky day.

Look, man, this is all I got right now,

but, uh, let me take
you to lunch sometime.

No, man, I'm just glad
to get that back to you.

All right, well, let me
take your dog to lunch.

So, uh, you on your way
to work or something?

Yeah.

Where's that?

Carl Steel.

Carl Steel.

How's he to work for?

Ah, you know, h-he's all right.

All right?

He all right to you?

If it wasn't for Carl
Steel, me and my family

would've been done-in-for
a long time ago, so...

- Is that right?
- Yeah.

Well, look, thanks again, man.

- No problem.
- Shit, sorry.

You have a good day.

Hey, see you later, now.

- Yeah, you, too.
- All right.

...which means...

you're gonna have to put off
school for a little while.

- For how long?
- Well, there are, uh,

plenty of colleges right here.

Can we afford those?

I mean the community college.

We are all going to have
to pitch in a little bit.

Why don't we sell something?
Like one of our properties.

We have to sell off everything, Dannie.

We have to sell the house.

Sweetie, uh,

you are still our priority.

And th-this is an opportunity.

A lot of the kids are taking
this... the year thing, the...

- A gap year.
- Yeah, take the gap.

You have to get a job.

No, put that away.

I'll be right back.

Mr. Drimmer?

Yeah?

Jake Noveer. I'm a detective.

How long you worked for Bud Carl?

Uh, you know, I-I already
talked to the cops.

Did the whole, uh,

DNA tests and everything.

I'm just trying to help you here.

Help me with what?

Well, you seem to do a lot
of things for Mr. Carl.

Materials mover during the day.

Loading rolls of steel
onto trains at night.

Yeah, well, I got a
little girl to feed.

Here you go.

I'll take any hours they can give me.

Where's her mom?

Uh, she's not in the picture anymore.

A drug thing.

Yeah, I know that thing pretty well.

Any idea why Bud Carl is shipping steel

to a Chinese company?

Um, I...

No. I-I don't know
anything about China.

Well, that's where those rolls
you loaded ended up going.

Well, you know, I-I do
OT because I need OT.

Right, right.

And when the cops talked to you,

I'm guessing they asked
you about the night

of the Seven Bloods... where you were.

Yeah, I mean, I told them
I-I was here with her.

Like I said, I'm-I'm the only one

that really takes care of her.

Hmm. Well, I can't ask her,

so you got anybody who
can vouch for that?

You-you want to talk to someone?

Um... uh, you can talk

to the daycare lady, Mrs. Bailey.

- Bailey, right.
- Uh, you know,

I-I picked her up, uh, from
work and I brought her here.

I mean, it's not really like
I could, I could, like,

leave her here alone, so...

And yet you did.

Why do you care about Bud Carl so much?

What is that supposed to mean?

I know you helped him that night.

Hey, if-if you know so much,

why don't you just
take me in right now?

Look, here's what I know happened.

I know you went there and
I know you loaded bodies

in the back of that truck.

I know you helped Bud
Carl get rid of them.

But I didn't see everything,
and to be honest,

I don't think you killed anybody.

I think you're a good kid who
got caught up in something.

What do you want me to do?

We go down to the police and you
tell them everything you know,

and we find a way to plea
bargain you to freedom.

What does he have on you

that you ain't telling me
everything you know right now?

'Cause you got a lot to lose, buddy.

Why'd you go help him that night?

- I didn't.
- You did. You know you did, but why?

Because your boss calls, okay?

But then you get there,
and see all that

and still go through with it?

Why are you protecting him?

I don't know what you're talking about.

You know much about the foster system?

No, no, I don't.

When you're in the foster
system, your chances

of getting adopted are
around ten to 15%.

Now, I'm not gonna pretend your
life's been easy, Mr. Drimmer.

I'm sure it really hasn't.

But I am sure you want a
better one for your daughter.

Now, when you don't have someone

that loves you to take care of you,

every night, you get the
idea that your mom and dad

didn't care enough to
stop you going to jail,

stop you getting hooked on drugs.

Or you just start to think that maybe

they didn't want you
in the first place.

And that feeling doesn't go away.

It stays with you your whole life.

Yeah. Yeah, I know that feeling.

Hey, uh, wh-what was your name? Jake?

Uh-huh.

Uh, y-you have a father that
was around for you, Jake?

It's weird with dads, you know?

Sometimes they, they come
back into your life.

Uh, mine seems to be getting me
into a lot of trouble right now.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Get in touch when you're ready
to tell me the whole story.

It'll make it a lot easier on you.

If you don't,

it'll be a lot worse.

Are you still furious at me?

No, of course not.

I'm sorry I was nasty to you
about the Garrett thing.

I talked to my therapist
about it, and she said

she thought I was quitting
before I was being fired.

What does that mean?

That I was making up an
excuse to be mad at you

because I was worried about us
losing touch when we go away.

We only have a few
more weeks here left.

I really don't want to spend
them being mad at you.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry.

You know, I was, I was a jerk, too.

So have you heard from him?

Yeah, I... yeah, turns out, we
we're completely wrong about him,

and the guy who beat up Carries mom?

Totally different guy.

- Oh, my God.
- We're never gonna talk again,

so yeah, it's good.

I'm sorry.

Honestly, it's for the best, though.

I'm not saying that because of him.

I just mean, like, we're about to leave

and start this whole new
life and he's staying here.

Yeah.

I mean, you are still excited
about leaving, aren't you?

Of course.

What's going on?

I thought the place would
be on fire or something.

Come on.

Yeah, a cop was just here.

What'd you say to him?

He-he told me that he saw me

loading steel rolls onto a train,

uh, carrying bodies onto
the back of a truck.

How could he see you carrying bodies

on the back of that truck?

There's a camera.

- There was a what?
- There's, uh, there's

a camera on the back of the cube truck.

There wasn't a camera on
the back of that truck.

I don't know what to tell you,
because I found a fucking camera

on the back of the cube truck.

- What did you do with it?
- I brought it back here.

I-I put it in a drawer, and
it's fucking gone now.

Why didn't you tell
me that you had that?

I don't know. I had
other fucking things

on my mind that night.

What was on the tape?

- I don't know.
- You don't know.

No, I don't know. I didn't watch it.

- You didn't watch it?
- I didn't... I didn't want to.

Yeah, he also told me that

that steel was going to China.

- He said China?
- Yeah.

Why the fuck are you
sending steel to China?

You get me to help you, uh,

clean up bodies.

Just be honest with me.

It's a contract.

Garrett, the contract that's got
the mill running like a top.

Hand to God.

Seven people had to
die because of that?

Our friend, Rick, and a
couple of his buddies

tried to rob us in the middle.

It went to shit.

Guys got killed.

Why didn't you go to
the cops with that?

Fuck you, man.

They're gonna take me away from
my-my daughter because of you.

I'm so sorry.

I'm just...

I'm-I'm so sorry I got yinz involved.

I'll figure a way to get you out.

You know, you probably
don't remember this,

but, uh, you'd be out with your mom.

Uh, company picnic.

Grocery store.

And I'd come up to you.

I'd say, uh, "How you doing, hotshot?"

Give you a wink, a smile.

I got a lot of regrets.

But not hugging you when I had
the chance, that's, uh...

What's going on?

I thought the place would
be on fire or something.

Come on.

You put a camera on that truck?

Why would you put a camera
on that fucking truck?

Once you got that guy,
Rick, involved, they made me

- put a camera in the truck.
- They?

'Cause he was gonna be with
the money without us around.

They...? Who's in charge
of this operation, huh?

You know that this is
a partnership, man.

Well, thanks to you,

that detective has a tape!

What? We're in this because
of your guy, Rick, man!

He knows about China. How
did he know about China?!

- How the fuck would I know that?
- You in it with him, huh?

- What?
- Huh? Are you trying to set me up?

Is that what's happening?

- Wait, if I was trying to set you up...
- Huh?!

...wh-why would I still be here, man?!

Okay.

Okay, okay.

You go to get your guys,

and they got to take care of
this guy and get that tape.

- I don't think they can
handle something like that.

- They can handle putting

bloody gloves on my house,

they can take care of this guy,

make him go away, and get that tape!

I'm not asking, you little shit!

They'll handle it.

In the meantime,

we don't know who he's talked to, so...

do you have anywhere you can go?

You mean for good, now?

Maybe.

Or-or if we, if we take care of it

until-until this all blows over.

Where would I go?

Ladies and gentlemen,

the winner and this year's Camo
and Cocktails champion is...

Ms. Heidi Weidower.

Thank you.

Bet you didn't see that coming, huh?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Step into my office.

How's it going?

Waiting for a couple more people

to show up, give me their checks,

and then we can close
this whole thing down.

What, are you sick of parties?

Sick of all this shit.

The clothes, the cars,

pretending to be somebody I'm not.

But you don't want to
go straight, right?

Well, I can tell you,

I mean, it's not so great
on the other side.

Well, this is, what, two houses

in two different cities. Two
cars in two different cities.

It's tiring.

It's expensive.

Oh, so your margins fucking suck.

- Got it.
- My margins suck.

Mm-hmm.

You know, I think you need a vacation.

Like, the islands or something, right?

Yeah.

But, first, let me show you
how to keep your margins low.

And then... I don't know...
let's just get out of here.

Let's go someplace.

All right, what do you have in mind?

Any one of these people you
can't stand in particular?

Actually...

- I need to talk to you.
- Oh, yeah, of course.

You're not an easy man to find. I
thought you may be ducking me.

Well, you got an invitation
to the party, right?

I must be really bad at ducking you.

I need to get my money out.

Listen, w-we are just
getting started, all right?

- This is the official launch that I...
- Yeah, but I see how we're doing.

I have to leave town, so
I want to take my profit

and I need to get going, all right?

You have already doubled
your investment.

You have no idea
how high this might go.

- I would strongly advise that you...
- Hey, man.

I don't really care.

I did everything you asked me to...

getting in early, doubling down,
the whole cashier's check thing.

You said I could get
out whenever I wanted.

All right.

My words my word.

I'll get you your money
in the next 24 hours.

That's not soon enough.
I have to leave town.

Okay, meet me downstairs
in ten minutes.

Yeah, that guy seems like
a real piece of work.

Yeah, if ever there was
a guy, that's the guy.

What you got?

Is that real?

No.

Okay.

It's a Léger.

It's a million-dollar painting.
You keep it as collateral.

I'll get you your check
in one or two days.

What?

No, I-I need to get the money.

I don't have 800 grand lying around.

Figured you were the
kind of guy who does.

The painting for now.

I don't know fucking art, man.

This could be worthless. Or a fake.

Get it checked out.

There's a place over on Euclid.

Named Sourer.

They brokered a couple deals for
me before. They'll confirm it.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Fuck.

Boy,

you know our bedtime around here.

I'm sorry. I wasn't even thinking.

Just... Well, I just
needed some advice.

All right, come on.

I'm awake now anyway.

Now, for goodness sakes,

what's so wrong

it got you coming to my door

needing my help?

You're in the morality business, right?

Well, I got a moral question for you.

It's about this Seven Bloods thing.

I got a video.

I know who was behind it.

You mean it shows who did that?

Problem is, I can't really use it.

Why not?

'Cause I kind of obtained it illegally,

and I got to move quick.

And you can't send it in anonymously?

I could do,

but it might get dismissed in court.

If I'm-a go out on a limb
and take down a local hero,

I need a guarantee.

Who's the local hero?

Bud Carl.

Pop Carl?

On that video?

- Killing people?
- Well, he didn't kill seven,

but he did enough to put him away

for the rest of his life and more.

Then what's the question?
You need to take this

to Mr. Trask right now, honey.

But if I do, the mill shuts down.

I spoke to this kid, Garrett Drimmer.

Young fella, works at the mill.

He's on that video, too.

Then you turn him in.

He's got a little girl, Etta.

So if I take this to Trask,

this young man gets arrested.

What happens to his little girl?

She-she ends up like I did...

coming to a place like this.

Coming to a place like this
is not the end of the world.

When you got a dad who cares
about you, it sure is.

My point is, there's no telling

how many folks like this
Drimmer kid there are,

how many families are ruined
by this place shutting down.

You're telling me that you know
who murdered seven people,

and you're worried about a
steel mill shutting down?

I don't think you can do this alone,

and I don't think you can
decide this on your own.

You need to take this to Peter.

Hmm.

So he gets to bring it home, right?

So that's what's stopping you,

your vanity.

Nah, it ain't that.

I've had enough of this.

I'm going back to bed.

Well, thanks for the insight.

It's not a moral question

if you know what needs to be done.

The moral question is
whether you do it or not.

Now, let yourself out
and turn out my lights.

Hello?

Pete, it's Jake.

I need your help, man.

Them guys that got me
before are in my apartment,

- tossing the place.
- Who are these guys?

I don't know, man. I don't know.

All right, stay put,

stay safe and I'll get
somebody there right away.

Thanks, man.

What the fuck is this?

Noveer.

All right, let's go. Everybody out.

Sh-Shit.

Gun, gun. Rook, gun!

Shots fired. Suspect is down.

Stay down on the ground!

- Let me see those hands!
- Hands behind your back now!

Down on your stomach.

Hands behind your back!

Don't fucking move.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one...

Hands behind your back. Do not move.

Hey, it's-it's me.

Are you kidding me?

I'm sorry. Some guys just
broke into my apartment,

busted the place up.

I need a place to stay for the night.

You're sleeping now?

I'm actually really tired, yeah.

Uh-uh. Couch.

You're used to that.

I have, like, two hours

where I can actually get some sleep.

You're not gonna mess that up.

What you lack in hospitality
you make up for in good looks.

Good night.

That's why we do it, huh?

All that adrenaline running through?

- Yeah, that was good.
- And look at you.

You finally earned the
right to be my partner.

Ah... come on.

I'm just messing around.

Come on, I'm just busting
your balls a little.

I've been nice to you
for one reason, okay?

To survive being the
only black female cop

in this entire department,

which you wouldn't even
understand the first thing about,

- so I don't know why...
- Jesus Christ. Take it easy.

We just did something great together.

I'm not raising my voice.

Oh.

I don't owe you friendship, Chewy.

I don't owe anything to
someone who's been sexist

- and racist and...
- Wait, hey, hey, hey, hey,

fuck you, okay?

I never used the N-word
in my fucking life,

not even when singing
along to Nas songs.

All the stuff you said about
affirmative action...

- Yeah, I...
- All these little microaggressions,

that's racism.

Come on, that is just me
fucking with a rookie.

You know, like, hazing and shit.

Oh, so that justifies your behavior?

The way I see it, we got two options:

either you apologize,

and we work our way
towards real friendship,

or... years of silent-ass car rides.

Either way, it's your job to change.

It's not my job to just take it.

Never was.

What the fuck?

Hey, how you doing?

Hi. Uh, I need to get
an appraisal for this.

And this is...?

Wow.

- Yeah.
- Wow, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

So what do you think?

My best estimate for this is three...

...million.

Yeah. Yeah, I assumed
something like that.

So, um, uh...

Hey, how you doing?

Oh, this is my father.

If I wanted to move a piece like this,

to sell it, like, what would that,

what would be the process
in getting all that...

Oh, my.

Ooh, yep.

- Yeah.
- Ah...

It's gorgeous.

It is absolutely gorgeous.

Have you...?

- No.
- Hmm.

At an auction,

we could probably get... I don't know,

$500,000 for it.

What? She just said it
was worth $3 million.

- Well...
- Come on.

- Thanks.
- Well... Oh, no. Hey, don't,

don't be like that. You know,
it's, it's very sub...

- I have been wrong in the past.
- It's very subjective.

You know, I could've been a bit high.

Yeah. No, thanks.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- I'm all right.

- Thank you very much.
- No, don't be like that.

No, have a good one. You need to
get on the same page, you two.

Why would you ever tell a client...

You know, I'm sorry. You weren't here.

I didn't know.

- But you assess!
- I was just doing my job.

- Hey! All right.
- I negotia...

Hey, I'm walking here!

Yeah, let's go to Times
Square, all right?

Good show.

Yeah, seriously. Chels...

- Hmm?
- Good work.

He didn't doubt us for a second.

Mm-hmm.

Mm.

Uh...

One, two,

three, four, five.

Fuck it.

Hi.

I called about the job
you'd advertised.

Oh, yeah, come on in.

I'm Dannie.

Nice to meet you, Dannie. I'm Cass.

Why do you want to work at a bakery?

Honestly? I don't know
anything about baking...

but I'm not going to
college for a while,

and I've never learned
to do anything direct.

I want to do something
fundamental for a change.

That's a good answer.

You want to color the astronaut blue?

Say, "How you doing, hotshot?"

Give you a wink and a smile.

Got a lot of regrets.

But not hugging you when I had...

- Hey.
- They didn't get him.

They got busted.

They didn't get the tape.

You need to get out now.

- Uh, there's a...
- No, not...

Not now.

Hey, man.

Can I help you?

Yeah, uh, I'm here to see Bud Carl.

Names Jake Noveer.

What's it about?

I'm a detective.

- Bud Carl.
- Hey, Pop.

I-I got a Jake Noveer here to see you.

Says he's a detective.

Be right there.

Mr. Noveer?

Uh, thanks, Jimmy.

Follow me, please.

And, uh, what can I do for you?

Well, I got some information,
so I wanted to come right over.

I've never had a problem
with you, Mr. Carl.

You've employed a lot of people
I care about over the years.

Well, that's good to hear.

Mr. Carl, I have footage of you,

Rick Mitchell, Garrett Drimmer.

Hey, Jimmy.

Two coffees.

And I didn't fully know why,
or what you were up to,

but... then I found this.

Now, I've been thinking
about how to handle this.

After all, I'm a detective, not a cop,

so... we can be a little more creative.

Creative.

- What do you want, money?
- Listen,

Mr. Carl, this can go one of two ways:

you can deny all this and I hand
everything over to the cops.

They'll investigate, and
this will be real hard.

They'll shut down the
mill in the process.

Or you can walk into the Braden PD

on your own volition and confess.

And why would I do that?

Because I think you're
about to lose everything.

They find out about the murder,

they find out about your
involvement, and this...

But we find a way to keep

the deal you made quiet so
the mill can stay open.

You got a green piece of
cloth, and I don't know

- what you're talking about...
- Don't fuck with me on this, Bud.

You understand? You killed a man.

And this harebrained fucking
get-rich-quick scheme of yours

caused six other people to die.

This is bigger than you.

Look around.

Now, I'm doing something
I've never done before,

which is compromise, but not for you.

But so all these good people
can keep the jobs that you

and your father and your grandfather

worked all these years to provide.

You're from here, right?

Well, then you know.

See... the Carls lived in Braden.

We gave back.

We-we took responsibility.

I went to school with the workers kids

and the accountants kids,
the foreman's kids.

See, a boss's life was
something you could see.

Something to aspire to.

It wasn't some get-rich-quick scheme.

I don't know when it changed.

I don't know.

Maybe when it was...

the bosses living further
and further away and...

nobody in these towns seem
like people to them anymore.

But they've always been people to me.

Even the ones who died here.

If you care about the
people, turn yourself in,

so your son can be free and clear,

and take care of your granddaughter.

You got till 5:00 today,

to hand yourself in
to the Braden Police,

or I go there and show them everything.

Hi.

Don't worry about me.

- Hi.
- Hi.

It's really coming together.

Yeah. How was the job interview?

Oh, it was good.

I think I got it.

Good for you.

Thanks. Dad?

- What?
- Dad.

Get the door.

Wh-What?

Why do I always have to...?

You. You upgraded.

You got a bigger wagon.

- You...
- Downgraded.

- This is your house?
- Don't judge.

So, what's your story?

Well, Moms still in the hospital,

and they still can't find Dad.

Oh, that's good, that's good.

But I did get accepted into
the National Science Fair.

- When is it?
- October.

- Where?
- Phoenix, Arizona.

- What's your project?
- Desalinating water.

- Why?
- Global warming.

People in coastal areas during
hurricanes will need clean water

in order to survive,
before help arrives.

How much are your sculptures?

One for seven, two for 12.

Uh-huh. Yeah, that's good.

Yeah, that's good. Impressive.

Hey, wait. Aren't you
gonna buy a sculpture?

Oh, no. I'm broke.

You're a hard man to get ahold of.

Was starting to think
you were ducking me.

Oh, yeah, man. Sorry.

Come on in.

As promised.

Now I just need that painting.

Yeah, uh, you know, it's weird.

It's kind of grown on me.

I can just take that instead.

That paintings worth $2 million.

You said one.

Yeah, well, it's got sentimental value.

It's been with me since I was a kid.

I'll give you two for it.

There's 1.2 in there, in cash,

and you can keep your check.

Do you always keep this
kind of cash laying around?

Come on. We got a deal?

So, how did it go?

Holy shit.

Oh, my God.

What's that one called?

We call it the Accordion Con.

Well, that's a good one.

How are you? Is the
chief in by any chance?

Uh, yes. He's back in his office.

Okay, thank you.

Chief Trask,

my clients prepared to
clear up all matters

regarding the Seven Bloods incident.

He's prepared to confess
to a series of crimes

that will give you a clear picture

of the incident from beginning to end.

In exchange for his confession,

he has some stipulations.

- Hey, Robyn.
- Hey, Chewy.

Hey, man. Let me buy you a beer.

What do you want, dude?

I don't want anything, I
just want to buy you a beer.

I'm good.

Hey, Walmart.

Do you think I'm a racist?

Uh, yeah, dude.

Man, why would you say that to me?

'Cause you're fucking racist, Chewy.

What can I get you?

Um...

Just get him whatever
he wants, on my tab.

From the well.

Brown or clear?

Brown.

- Hello?
- Hey, Terri. It's Peter Trask.

Hey, uh, what's, what's going on?

We have some new information
about the case.

Um, would you mind coming
down to the station

so we can talk about it in person?

Yeah, I'll-I'll be,
I'll be right there.

I just don't want to be that guy.
I really don't.

So don't.

It's really that easy.

Right.

Hey, can you, uh...

can you come to the
police station with me?

Uh, the chief just called and said

there's some break in the case.

So, I mean, I would ask
Robyn, but she's got to work.

- Yeah. Yeah, of course.
- Yeah.

Okay.

Come on, dumbass.

Fuck it.

Guys are saying it was Bud.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we've had a break in the case
of the murders at the mill.

Uh, we're still investigating

based on the information we received,

but today, a local businessman

and a man who's done a lot of
good for this town, Bud Carl...

...confessed to

involvement in the crime,

as well as the murder of Rick Mitchell.

Apparently, Mr. Carl was part of
an illegal counterfeiting ring,

which he led with outside help

from a man we're still looking
for, Michael Goodman.

If anyone has any information
about this man, please contact

the Braden or state police
department immediately.

In carrying this out,

Mr. Carl admits that he
ultimately lost sight

of his connection to his community.

At this point in time, Carl
Steel will remain open,

uh, until further notice. Thank you.

Bird?

Thought that was your file cabinet.

It's pretty comfortable.
You should try it.

You're actually ready
to use this thing?

Maybe.

- Fuck him.
- Yeah, fuck him, but...

But what? He killed our friend.

Yeah, that's right. And now,
now he's gonna pay for it.

You think he's gonna
get the death penalty?

Life without parole, I bet.
What's your best guess?

30 years. He'll probably get 30 years.

His last 30.

Nobody has any idea how
this things gonna land.

What do you mean, with the mill?

The whole thing.

Well, I'm going home.

Robyn, can you close me out?

- I got these two guys, too.
- Thanks, Terri.

- Mm-hmm.
- Here's some cash for you, Terri.

- No, no. Fuck off with that.
- 39.

Thank you.

Hey, man, it was great meeting you.

Um, let's grab a drink
or something, you know?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Cool.

I owe you this.

Keep it.

Hey, I'll, I'll walk you out?

Okay.

Cool.

Bye, Chewy. Bye, Terri.

Hey.

Hey.

I don't like the way we left things.

Want to come in?

Hi.

Yeah, I was just making,
uh, some, uh, dinner.

Hi, pretty girl. Whatcha got?

Are you hiding?

I-I thought you'd be, like,
um, at college by now.

Yeah, uh...

um... I'm not going.

Why?

Funding fell through,

so I'm gonna take a
year and work, I guess.

What, do you, like, need
a job or-or, uh...?

I just, I figured

that since I'm not going,

we could... hang out?

Um...

You want to, like, I don't know,
do you want to stay for...

You want to stay for dinner, or...?

Yeah. No, dinner sounds great.

Hey, Jake.

Chief Trask.

Thanks for coming down.

Of course.

Congratulations on getting your man.

Yeah.

I wish we could, uh,
pursue things further,

but whoever Bud was connected
with seems to be a cold trail.

Hmm. All right.

Right.

Well, I have to head home.

I'm on baby duty tonight.

Oh, yeah.

But...

I wanted to say that, uh,

well, if you could ever see
your way clear to joining

this department again, it
would mean a lot to me.

And I did, uh,

did leave some start
paperwork over there

in case you decide to.

And-and if you do want to come back,

I thought we could take another
run at the Abby Washington case.

Shit.

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