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- Whoa! - Let me try!

Car!

♪ You can do a lot With four American dollars ♪

♪ You can do a lot With four American dollars ♪

♪ You can do a lot With four American dollars ♪

♪ Numbers on a screen mean nothin' to me ♪

♪ We're on the same boat But different seats ♪

♪ And how could you ever believe? It's not personal, it's business ♪

♪ You were living in a cash stream ♪

♪ Acting like it ain't obscene ♪

♪ Can't fool me with that old routine Still got four dollars to my name ♪

♪ Cash money's going so out of style ♪

♪ Don't worry, baby ♪

♪ Gonna be enough to go around ♪

♪ How 'bout I give you three And I only keep one... ♪

Fuck.

Shit.

Fuck!

I got you. Here you go.

Thank you.

Hi.

Hello.

What's that patch mean?

Are you a paramedic?

Oh. Someday. EMT still.

Took me three times to pass the test.

But I fucking did it.

- Yes, you did. - Yeah.

It was super hard.

I bet.

But, wow.

What a thing, just saving all those lives.

I mean, yeah, you know.

I guess.

How'd you like to save one more?

All you got to do is kill me.

- Is he there? - Yeah.

Good to go.

Get my hand.

Yeah. Okay.

This is gonna slow the heart way down so he'll think you're dead.

But then it should wear off.

Wait, "should"?

That's just fucking super.

Hmm.

Oh...

Fire two shots.

The second you see him come in here,

you wanna hit the siren and get the ambulance over here

before any cops show up. You underst...?

I like using sirens.

That's good to hear.

Whoo!

What the fuck?

Dude, what?

Whoo!

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit. No, Jason. Get up.

- Hey. - Let me call you back.

I got into the mini bar.

Sorry.

What happened to your plan?

Florida happened.

For a state shaped like a limp dick, it can sure fuck a person over.

You did a lot of work to make me believe that you were dead.

Why come here?

Because some asshole took my money and phone.

And because the number of friends I have in this place is one.

Well, if you're counting me, the number seems high, you know?

Aren't you glad to see me, Mike?

Yeah.

Maybe a little.

Because now I can trade you to Moss.

Get up.

Oh. Moss. He'll be happy to hear about your recovery.

Yeah, except you're not gonna tell him.

No, because if you take me back, I'm dead for real.

And that's not you.

Then we're both really poor judges of character.

Stay there.

"Stay there."

Where am I going, fucking SeaWorld?

Hey, Moss.

Is she really dead?

Mike!

Yes.

Yeah, Moss, she's really dead.

Okay.

Come back, then.

What?

Come back to Philly.

No.

Don't start this.

Moss, we had a deal.

I find Delly, I'm out.

You ever been in my house, Mike?

Yeah, Moss. Why?

You seen the pond with the fish?

The koi pond.

I got a guy, Rico, he sells me the fish.

See, if I made a deal with Rico for a fish and he brought it to me dead,

you think I'd pay him?

- Moss. - So get the fuck back here!

Congratulations, you're dead.

Welcome to the afterlife.

Thanks.

I knew it'd be hot, but the humidity is crazy.

You're free to go.

So go.

Is that what you want?

For me to go?

Doesn't matter what I want.

It must a little.

Where did you get that coin?

Moss, listen to me.

In 1715...

I'm already bored.

...the Spanish Fleet went down and this one ship sank.

I heard from this guy in a meeting.

He told me it might be off Central Florida,

- so I went down there and I found it... - You know, I wish I had dogs.

- What? - Dogs.

Four of them. Big dogs.

And I'd take you out back and I'd feed you to them right now.

I swear to God.

Except I'm allergic to most dog breeds

and I can't see feeding you to a pack of standard Poodles.

Go on.

You have five more words, then I kill you.

Choose them wisely.

One hundred million dollars.

Approximately.

Where?

Central Florida, man.

He said it was in Orlando

in a Penske truck at Lake and Colonial.

Moss had a guy down here check it out and he said it wasn't there.

So I came down and checked too.

Nothing.

But I thought if I could find Gil's boat, there might be a clue in it

or even the gold itself.

I'm all-in here.

I have nothing else in my hand.

I have to check out Gil's boat myself anyway.

I promised a friend.

You know where his boat is?

We go there.

If there's nothing on it, then you can make another plan.

What about tonight?

What do you mean? The marina's closed.

No.

I mean, what about tonight?

Unless you want me to get my own room at this place,

but you'll have to loan me the eight bucks.

This is not the situation anymore.

- No? - No.

You like to read. You know who Orpheus was?

Yeah.

He was sent to bring his lover back from hell.

Only rule was if he did, he couldn't look back at her.

And he almost made it.

Almost.

But he hesitated.

He couldn't resist.

He looked.

And she ended up in hell forever.

Welcome to hell, Mike.

Won't be staying long.

And coming up at 10:00,

we'll have a report on an unfolding story of a liquor store robbery in Kissimmee

that ended very badly.

The man who threatened the owner with a World War II hand grenade

got more bang than he bargained for.

- You picked the wrong fucking store! - I'll shove this down your dick hole!

- You little-dicked motherfucker! - Fuck you!

- I'll cut your baby dick off! - Fuck you! No, I didn't, bitch!

Goddamn it!

What's that expression, Kaitlin?

"Never bring a sword to a hand grenade fight"?

God. Fuck.

- Iris. - Hmm?

Gil Franco murder?

Uh, Moss Yankov had an alibi. His girlfriend's birthday dinner.

- Name? - Delly West of Chicago. No priors.

- Delly? - Mm-hm.

What's that short for, Delilah?

I don't know. Adele?

Where'd she put him after dinner?

When we find her, I'll let you know.

Could be Delgado.

Ma'am?

At the Academy, they called me Delly.

I put a stop to that.

Okay.

Medium extreme ultimate vanilla ice blended with two shots of caramel.

Thank you.

My dad would have liked it here.

He's not around anymore?

Yours still alive?

In Florida.

So, yes and no.

Seems like an okay place to retire.

You can never retire from crime.

Crime?

He's not a good guy.

My dad always talked about this place, like some heavenly reward.

"If you get good grades, we'll take you to Florida.

If I have a good year, we're going to Florida, kid."

In my head, it got built up into this magical land.

Treasure, exotic creatures.

I even read somewhere the circus would come down here to spend the winter.

I don't think it ever left.

And, yeah, there might be some exotic creatures,

but there's no treasure.

There is so.

People find stuff all the time.

Not Gil's treasure.

You'd have better luck finding a mermaid than any of that gold.

- I'll take you to the boat, you'll see. - No, you'll see.

And I happen to believe in mermaids.

Of course you do.

♪ There's a cool breeze blowin' Around us tonight ♪

♪ Gonna love you Till the moon don't shine... ♪

God, that's terrible!

Letting Jay Cobb use your boat again, huh?

I'm neighborly that way. As long as he returns it with a full tank.

Hmm. And a cut of whatever he moves with it?

How Jay Cobb expresses his gratitude is entirely his affair.

So, where's your boy?

I don't know.

Gone maybe.

Sorry to hear that.

You have a...

lighter step about you since he's come.

Officer Boone.

- Can I help you? - Maybe.

Where were you three nights ago?

Right here,

enjoying the luxury appointments of the Palm's Motel.

And if I check,

what story is that camera going to tell?

Probably a sad one about no one caring enough to plug it in.

- Well, I got a story too. - Mm-hm.

It's about how I looked into a woman for you.

And then a woman matching that same description

was stretchered out of the Bungalows dead,

- after the... - Mike!

- After the... - Let's go.

Let's go, Mike.

Sorry, officer.

He promised he'd take me for some grits everyone's been going on about.

Please remember where you left off. I really wanna hear the rest of the story.

Benjamin, he needs to go.

Who?

Mike again?

He is a good man.

Good man?

Last night I hear that good man talking about a dead girl.

Then the police come here asking questions.

It does not involve us. He is a paying customer.

And we need to keep our eyes on our own prize.

None of his problems are ours.

Yes, Benjamin.

But how long before they are?

I'm standing here with cash in hand, legal United States tender,

and you will not sell me one of the many guns you have?

I'll sell you all the guns you want,

but you can't walk out with them.

- You can have it shipped. - To my home state.

Which is what I've heard up and down every row in this place.

You might start to think it's true.

Goddamn it. How is it possible that I stumbled

onto the only law abiding gun show in America?

This is Florida!

The goddamn state is shaped like a gun.

You can't walk to your mailbox without tripping over three of them.

God forbid, you sell one to a cop!

You have a good day, officer.

Mister.

What do you need?

Wanna buy it?

This is Mike. Leave a message.

Hey, Mike.

Kaitlin Fox again.

Not used to a man not calling me back. Kidding.

I wanted to see if you got the ambulance footage,

and talk about that story?

I hope you're keeping out of trouble. Bye.

- Anything? - No.

Just a lot of these auto-rifle cases.

So, maybe the gold is in the cases somewhere.

Or maybe there never was any.

Or he was moving weapons.

No, there was. You didn't hear him.

I've been him, Delly.

A gambler will say anything to save his own skin.

Okay.

Where are you going?

To save yours.

What?

Seriously?

Yeah.

I need the keys to my brother's boat.

Gil Franco.

No can do. You're not the owner.

No, but my actual bro is and he passed away.

Sucks.

Hmm.

Can I just have the keys?

I'm in a hurry.

Maybe you should hurry up and fuck off.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

My bad.

Let's start over again.

- Hey! Ow, ow! - Take it back.

What the fuck, man?

Take it back and give me the keys.

Take it back.

All right, I take it back. Jesus.

Fuck, man!

Tell anyone I was here

and I'll tip the cops off about the little pot farm you have in the back.

Maybe, what, 50 plants?

So now go in the dickmaster's office and get me the keys.

It's "dockmaster's."

Okay, pay attention.

You start it like a car.

Throttle is here, forward is forward. Back is back.

- Wait, what? - Turn off the GPS so no one can track you.

Why are you telling me this?

Because Moss is going to start asking questions I can't answer,

and you need to get out of here.

At the ocean, go left for Canada, right for South America.

- It doesn't matter, just go where you can. - I don't wanna go.

Don't waste your life looking for something that doesn't exist.

No, you fucking moron, I don't wanna go without you.

Bullshit. You took off to Florida without telling me.

I said let's run away.

Find a highway.

I used those words, Mike.

I thought we were just talking.

Guess we were. Fine.

Fine.

I didn't do all this to wind up working at an IHOP in Venezuela.

I'm staying right here and finding that truck.

What are you doing?

Hey, Moss.

Listen, I was thinking, you had a shock.

When it wears off,

you're gonna wanna know who did this to Delly.

Go on.

What if it was a message?

Well, what kind of message?

To you, saying you're not your father.

"We're not afraid of you."

They fucking better be.

I know. So, new deal.

I stay, find out who did it,

and then I walk away for good.

You're weighing how much I owe you against knowing who killed her.

Shut up!

I'm thinking.

Fine.

Find him.

Mike, bring them to me to take care of.

Then we're done.

Or her.

What?

Could be a girl that killed Delly.

Traditional gender roles are being rethought across many areas.

Mom, how much longer to Gatorland?

Can we go on the zip line? Please?

Hell no.

God only knows what meth head screwed that thing together.

When it comes down in a pool of alligators,

I can promise you we won't be on it.

Oh, no.

Daddy, did you break the law?

Daddy didn't break the law.

Daddy is the law.

Keep it casual.

Okay.

Morning, trooper.

Is there a problem?

License and registration.

Bet I was going a little fast there, huh?

Sorry about that.

Kids are excited about Gatorland.

You been?

My daddy's your boss.

Olivia, sit back.

Sheriff's deputy.

Durham County.

Got a few buddies in the highway patrol up there myself.

Most dangerous job in law enforcement, bar none.

I respect the work you do.

Registration.

Sorry, it's not here. And where is it?

It's a rental car, so I wouldn't know. Would I?

No, no. Um...

Wait.

Are you kidding me with that?

Bend over, spread your cheeks.

Bend over, spread your cheeks.

Bend over, spread your cheeks.

Bend over, spread your cheeks.

Damn it.

There's a new Yelp review. Did you see?

I don't read those Yelp reviews.

You shouldn't be able to Yelp review the police.

- Where's the forensic light? - What you need it for?

The crime lab has to run the blood from the Bungalows.

And I wanna go to the scene and see if I can scare up

some more fluids and such.

Where is the luminol spray?

That's all on me.

I thought it was computer screen cleaner, and I used it all.

- Did you want me to buy you some more? - No.

I am trying here, I really am,

to staunch the bleeding from the gaping wound that is this town.

You know what? Honestly, never mind.

Everyone in this whole place can go ahead and kill each other.

We won't even try to catch them anymore.

Come on.

Hi, this is Mike. Leave a message.

Mike, it's me.

Just wondering what's happening, you know, with my fucking life and all.

I didn't know the gun was a murder weapon.

You think I specifically went shopping for a murder weapon?

We can't keep paying for a hotel and boarding the dog is costing a fortune.

We need to find you a lawyer.

I don't know...

Hold on, honey. Wait, what was that?

Excuse me. This phone isn't working.

Touchscreen. Put it on speaker.

How can they do this?

You're a decorated police officer.

You've put hundreds of criminals behind bars.

Shit!

Goddamn it!

Shit!

No, no, no...

Shit!

Damn it!

Iris, hey.

Do you know a Delly West?

Yep. Moss's girlfriend, why?

She's his alibi the night of Gil Franco's murder.

They were at dinner together?

Yep. Mm-hm.

And she was with him all night.

Yep.

She was.

Any idea where she could be?

Nope.

How much do you know about her?

Nothing. Really.

Mike, how much do you owe Moss?

I'm working that off.

I'm almost there.

As mad as you make me,

I still don't want to see you chopped up in pieces.

I'll see you soon. I have to go.

Michael!

Hey.

Oh, yes!

Fuck! Whoa!

Shit.

Whoo! Yes!

Yes.

- Want to see my toilet? - He doesn't want to see.

He will want to see this one. It's one of those Japanese automatic ones.

I got it for cost from a foreman on the job that I'm on,

who accidentally over-ordered.

Very exciting.

Heated seat, water jets...

Can I have a minute with my sister, please?

Alexa, flush.

Deacon, I mean it.

I need your help with something.

There's a guy in the ICU at Coronado.

An EMT. He was on the news.

I need you to check on his status.

Is this about that woman you were looking for?

He's in a coma, but he might know where she is.

If he's gonna wake up, I can ask him.

And if he doesn't?

Then I can call my boss, tell him I've hit a dead end, and go home.

That puts me in a pickle because I don't want you to go home.

I know that you don't want to live here,

but you never know how things go.

If you told me 15 years ago, when life was full of promise,

that I'd be married to a man whose greatest dream

is to own a robot toilet, I'd have called you crazy.

That was mean.

Yes, I'll help you.

- Thank you. Call me. - Where are you going?

Patsy, I'm not gonna go out there.

Okay. Then I don't wanna help you.

Patsy.

Let's go.

Stop being a baby. Come on.

We're never all together.

Dunney has a theory.

About?

Moss Yankov.

Dunney.

Since he took over from his old man, Moss doesn't get his hands dirty anymore.

He would have delegated Gil Franco to one of his guys.

And those guys include Mike Valentine.

Are you fucking kidding me right now?

- Were you aware? - Yes. But Mike's not a murderer.

But you see my problem.

Any appearance of conflict of interest...

No. We haven't been married for a year. There's no conflict of interest.

No, there isn't. 'Cause you're off the case.

Well, she's not gonna fuck you now.

We should have a funeral.

Is there even a body?

Why wouldn't there be a body?

I don't know.

It's a murder. Maybe they gotta keep it a while.

Oh, well, a memorial then.

A big one, like we had for my father.

And everyone came out of respect.

I do a memorial for Delly, they all have to come.

Fuck them, right?

Fuck them.

Take care of it.

Make it special, with the nice flowers, like the carnations.

And a cake.

Shit!

No.

Damn it.

Hey, kid.

That thing have a USB port?

Grandpa, love it.

What is it?

A police scanner. Daddy always had one in the house.

They don't make them like that anymore.

Police, fire, Coast Guard.

Tracking the Coast Guard.

- Fun. Kids love that. - Michael.

Thanks. I'm gonna go set it up.

We're about to eat.

- Ty... - Let her go.

Guy at the flea market didn't know what he had.

The flea market.

- Remember Mama used to take us? - Hmm? Mm-mm.

That's where I got it.

- That's not still going on. - Lake and Colonial, every Saturday.

I remember Mama would jump out the car...

He said it was in a Penske truck at Lake and Colonial.

Mike.

- Mike. - Hmm?

Okay, he wasn't listening.

Doughnuts.

What about them?

You and I, we used to go buy doughnuts every Saturday.

- We never did that. - Yeah, we did.

We did things together. It was fun!

I have to go. See you later.

Okay. I'll call you.

Hey! What were you talking to Patsy about?

Planning your birthday party. Don't spoil it.

- Bullshit, why are you here? - Nothing.

Nobody comes here for nothing.

It doesn't concern you.

When it comes to my daughter, it definitely does concern me.

If you want something, you don't go to her, you come to me.

- It doesn't have to be bad between us. - There is no us.

Got it?

So, finding the coin in that fish, my dad said it was a sign.

That I was destined for great things.

And a boy trusts his dad, right?

He said I was a winner. So, that's what I was.

When my mom was gone, that kept me going.

Chasing the next win.

The next coin in the fish.

My dad said, "The treasure was right there if I wanted it."

I based my whole life on that promise.

Because normal people, they find a gold coin and they go,

"Oh, neat, a gold coin."

Us? We start looking for prospecting tools, right?

Yeah.

♪ Doo, doo, doo-doo ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo-doo ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo-doo... ♪

Hey, excuse me.

- I parked my truck here and now it's gone. - Did you leave it there after Thursday?

Can't remember. But let's say yes.

Then it was towed.

Some people don't go looking for trouble.

That's what I hear, anyway.

It would be nice to go through life like that,

not looking for every stupid fairy tale to be true.

Or looking for gold that I want to be there,

but I know it's not.

It's a missing part of me.

Like it's mine.

- Hey. - I know where the truck is.

That is very good news.

I agree. Where are you?

Uh, I got hungry.

I'll come back, we'll celebrate.

♪ ...to lose it all ♪

♪ When you come back ♪

♪ You win again ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo-doo ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo-doo ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo-doo ♪

♪ And I'm not proud to say ♪

♪ I let love slip away ♪

♪ Now I'm the one who's crying ♪

♪ I'm a fool There's no denying ♪

♪ When will my heartache end? ♪

♪ Will my whole life depend ♪

♪ On fading memories ♪

♪ You took the game this time with ease ♪

♪ So you win again, you win again ♪

♪ Here I stand again ♪

♪ The loser ♪

♪ And just for fun ♪

♪ You took my love and run ♪

♪ But love had just begun ♪

♪ I can't refuse her ♪

♪ But now I know that I'm the fool ♪

♪ Who won your love to lose it all ♪

♪ When you come back ♪

♪ You win again ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo-doo ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo-doo ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo-doo ♪

♪ When will my heartache end? ♪

♪ Will my whole life depend ♪

♪ On fading memories ♪

♪ You took the game this time with ease ♪

♪ So you win again ♪

♪ You win again ♪

♪ Here I stand again ♪

♪ The loser ♪

♪ And just for fun ♪

♪ You took my love and run ♪

♪ But love had just begun ♪

♪ I can't refuse her ♪

♪ And now I know ♪