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MILES:
Previously on Get Shorty...

Occupied!

Me and Miles have been
with Amara for a while.

And we have seen
boyfriends come and go.

Mostly go.

You don't know her like I do.

She's a...
A sensitive, supportive woman.

AGENT WARE: This was
a business partner of Amara's.

This was a lover. Lover.

Lover.

You ever want to talk
about anything.

Just give us a ring.

HAFDIS:
Okay, let's go. And action!

Fuck!

APRIL: Who filed
an accident report?

Becca Morgan
did not scratch her cornea!

"Gravity International
stops production
of The Admiral's Mistress."

We talk to Brandon.

We explain to him, again,
that we don't need Becca.

Did Amara just
lose her investment?

Excuse me?

LOUIS: We're outta here,
come on.

What the fuck just happened?

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

It's not that big a deal.

Much as I admire your ability

-to keep things
in perspective...
-Thank you.

...in what fuckin' world
is this not a big deal?

If we don't make it one.

My cousin got pregnant
on the pill, so...

I mean, it happens.

And I don't need you
to pay for anything,

I just thought
you should know.

I'm happy to pay.

Oh, then we'll split it.

Going Dutch on an abortion?

(CHUCKLES) That's civilized.

I'm saying I would pay,
but shouldn't we
discuss it first?

I did not expect this.

Is this, like,
an Irish Catholic thing?

(LAUGHS) I don't know, maybe.

No way you and me
are having a baby.

Unless we are.

We have fun together.
Don't fuck that up.

I'm on next.

This would be, like,
a different kind of fun.

When I came to the
Silver Dust with Georgina

and you were trading punches
with some biker...

Ed told me to kick him out.

I thought, "That Irish
bouncer is hot."

Yeah?

"When he is done hitting
that biker guy,

"maybe I'll get
shitfaced with him."

But I didn't think, "We should
raise a kid together."

You don't think
I'm fatherhood material?

Hello.

Hey, what if down the line,
we get our shit together,
you and me?

We're gonna wish that
we kept the kid.

I'm on.

Katie...

(MEN CHEERING)

You said you wanted to change.

You wanted to go to college.
Maybe get out of Pahrump.

KATIE: Yeah, at some point.

Okay. We can do that together.

ANNOUNCER:
All right, thank you, Misty.

Now welcome to the stage,
none other than Candy.

(SIREN WAILING)

Make your
appointments now, fellas.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(MEN WHISTLING)

Miles, you're gonna
get me fuckin' fired.

Good, it's a shite job.

MAN: Hey, asshole,
get off the stage!

Shut up, you pervert!

Go home and play
with your wife,
you'll be fucked.

Fuck... (GRUNTING)

Marry me.

What are you doing?

Marry me.

Before they fucking kill me.

-(MEN BOOING)
-(BOTTLES SHATTERING)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(HORN HONKING IN DISTANCE)

LOUIS: Wouldn't be
the worst thing.

Ditching the car in LA.

Relocating to another country.

We're not moving
countries, Lulu.

-No.
-And we're gonna fix this.

For sure.

If we did leave,
couldn't go to Mexico.

You know, I had a buddy
who did his mission
in Botswana.

Didn't sound bad.

Lots of fresh fruit,
it's good fishing country.

I thought that
Brandon understood

that Carey Mulligan was
pretty much a done deal.

We didn't need Becca.
But I obviously...

Maybe I need to
explain a bit.

Maybe Brandon changed his mind
or just hates our movie.

After we spent all that money?
How does that make sense?

I'm gonna call Amara.

-What?
-Put her at ease.

-No, no!
-(PHONE DIALING)

-There is nothing you can say
that's gonna put her at ease.
-No, I have to call her!

-Lulu, it's ringing! Amara?
-Do not! Miles,
I swear to God...

Hi.

I'm sorry
I didn't call earlier,
but it's been a busy day.

Yes.

MILES: I just wanted to ring
and let you know that

the movie's gonna be
up and running in no time.

Not what I hear.

Well, there's probably
a little bit of gossip
kicking around,

but pay no attention to that,
we're good.

You know, we've got the sets
built, and the costumes,
and, uh, actors.

-Studio's not gonna
walk away from that.
-(SIGHS)

Also, Carey Mulligan's gonna
play Margaret.

Yeah, so...

It's probably good
the movie got shut down
for a couple of days,

to get those details
all ironed out.

Much better, really.
So, full steam ahead.

If you have any questions,
just give me a ring?

All right, bye-bye.

Yeah, that went...

That went better than I...
Yeah, glad I...

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(BARKING CONTINUES)

(LOCK OPENS)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

No.

(BRAKES SQUEAL IN DISTANCE)

KATIE: Welcome to LA!

-Mmm.
-Hey, Katie.

-I missed your lips.
-Wow! Sweet place.

Yeah. It's nicer when you
come through the front door.

You're using the back
'cause you think

someone's tailing you,
or watching the place?

Uh... No, we're just, uh...
Maybe a bit jumpy,

but there's nothing
to worry about.

Where's Emma?

Already asleep.
So, did you talk to Amara?

Yeah, yeah.
Explained the whole situation.

Temporary setback
and whatnot.

How nervous are we?
Scale of one to 10.

-Ah! Um...
-LOUIS: One to 10?
I don't know.

Two. Maybe four.

Look at it this way,
if anything happens
to me or Lulu,

she's doesn't get
her money back.

So as long as there's
any chance that the film
can go ahead,

we're all safe.

Well, sorry, both of you.

I know you worked so hard.
It was gonna be a great movie.

-Hey.
-Will be great, I mean.

(THUD)

It's Alex, next door.
He's taking out the trash.

Like I said. We're just,
uh, a bit jumpy.

I may be at a six.

(DOOR BUZZES)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Pajamas?

These gentlemen did not
give me time to get dressed.

Sit.

Miles say he can get
the movie going again.

Make me back my money.

Your investment was
off the books. Not insured.

Even if Miles were able to set
the film up in a new studio,

which I believe is unlikely,
your investment would not
be honored.

You're saying I lost

$4 million?

How much I got left?

GEORGE: You are financially
over-extended.

I suggest at some point,
you consider selling or, uh...

Mortgaging one or more
of your assets.

You find Rick?

Got someone
at his house in LA.

So far, he hasn't been there.

Where else you look?

ED: We'll check his offices.

But I think
he's probably out of town.

If you want...

(VASE SHATTERING)

We go to LA. Tonight.

(SIGHS)

EMMA: Dad?

Come in, Shorty.

Unless you only hang out
with celebrities now.

Mom said the movie
might go again.

That's the plan.

Can I see the scene I did?

I've got the DVDs of
the dailies in the car.

That's the stuff that we shot,
before we cut it all together.

Yeah, that's exactly
what I want.

Then that is exactly
what you will get.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm going to Kylie's,
but I'll watch tonight.

Okay. Mom was saying that
you're looking at schools.

You had your eye
on some place in Brentwood?

Maybe. I saw pictures online,
so now I'm not that sure.

How come?

Kids look weird.

Weird, like malformed?

Like they have attitude.

All kids look weird.
You look weird.

Dad...

I'm not sure yet
if I like LA.

I'm right there with you.

I'll tell you what. Why don't
we just take our time,
see if it grows on us. Deal?

-Deal.
-Okay.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

We keep calling
the production office,
nobody answers.

We checked the house again.

Search the house
on the inside.

Maybe find an address
he write down.
Somebody he stay with.

Okay. We can do that.

I was good to Ricky.

And he run off.

Don't even call
to check on me.

What kind of man do that?

I'd kill him myself.

Tia. Tia.

I know this thing is personal,
with Rick and...

I know you're angry.

But Miles, he put you
into this movie shit.

That's first priority.

We'll get Rick later.

I find Rick, you find Miles.

Find Miles? We need
to take him out.

Sure.

Right. Okay,
I'll handle it.

Is it all right if I take
Clipper with me?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(CHUCKLES)

You have no idea where he is?

Production office is closed.
And we've been focused on...

Rick. Yeah. Don't worry,
I'll find him.

Welcome back to civilization.

APRIL:
Thanks for the gift basket.

That I could live off
for the rest of the year.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Hey, uh, I'm sorry about
The Admiral's Mistress.

That was a tough break.

Yeah, I've been calling
your office about that.

You notice a theme?

Theme?

The gift basket.

Pineapples, bananas,
macadamia nuts.

Bounty from the
volcanic shores of Hawaii.

Since that is where
we're shooting
Captain Impossible Three,

and you're our
new covering exec.

Jason Statham.
I love him.

Exciting franchise.
And now it's in good hands.

Thank you.

Any questions going forward,
my door is always open.

And watch out for those
macadamia nuts,
they are addictive.

Wait!

About The Admiral's Mistress,
I still don't understand.

We talked about
Carey Mulligan.

But we didn't have
a contract with Carey.

And then I got
that accident report,

so I sent a doctor to
Becca Morgan's hotel.

-You sent a doctor?
-And he diagnosed a possible
scratched cornea.

Becca's reps have called us.

They said she's just
as confused as we are.

-That she feels fine.
-Well, she's a trooper,
isn't she?

But when you're talking
about the human eye,

you don't take chances.

So, read up on
Captain Impossible, and let's
get you to Maui, yeah?

Aloha.

(CHUCKLES)

FBI OPERATOR:
FBI, Los Angeles Bureau.

RICK: Yeah,
Agent Buchholz, please.

What is this regarding?

It's... It's a case
that he's handling.

Can you be specific?

I... He knows what it's about.

Just tell him that
Rick Moreweather's calling.

Sir, I need to know
what this is regarding.

-RICK: Oh, yeah? Who's this?
-Sir...

Look, I'm... I got
information about some
serious crimes here.

Can you be specific?

Come... I'm in danger, okay?

Agent Buchholz is the one
who told me that,

so if something should happen
to me, and whoever's in charge

finds out that you're the one
who had me on the line,

and then instead of getting
Buchholz, you asked
all these questions,

oh, well, I wouldn't want
to be in your position.

Sir, what is your
current location?

Yeah, it's, uh, it's 686
Minnelusa Road
in Big Bear, okay?

Or I could come to you.

We'll have
someone contact you.

-Okay, perfect.
So when do... Hello?
-(DIAL TONE)

(DOOR OPENS)

Yo, no one's here.

So we hang out. I fucking
hate driving in LA.

CLIPPER: Miles and Louis
both live here?

Yeah. We hang out,
wait for them to walk in.

Yeah, yeah, we'll be like,
"What's good, fellas?"

Search the kitchen,
you, the bedroom.

I, uh, I got a text
from Gillis.

He says the nightclub
is closed,

but it's still for sale.

What I told you.

I said, that shit is on sale!

Hey, you talk to
Amara about that?

We don't need Amara.

What we been
pulling here in LA?

Couple months, we do
this shit ourselves.

Yeah. Me and him,
we gonna run the place.

-Okay.
-Mmm-hmm.

Models and bottles, yo.

V.I.P., bitch!

Yeah, fire every waitress
that's not a motherfucking 10!

There's no trash.
Nothing in the closet.

I can't tell if they've
even been here.

Yo, are they staying
somewhere else?

-(INHALES)
-(PHONE BEEPS)

I think what it was,
we got our signals crossed.

I mean, we told Brandon
that we had Carey Mulligan.

-Guys...
-But maybe we weren't clear.

I feel like if I just
get in a room with him

I can straighten
this whole thing out.

Brandon isn't putting this
film back into production.

(SIGHS) Why not?

Who knows?
He made a decision.

Did he?

So, he won't be joining us
for this meeting.

Brandon? God, no.

Look, your best option is to
put the project in turnaround,

take it to a different studio.

A different studio?

I called Wes Krupke at MGM.

If you get there by lunch,
he can meet with you today.

What, you called them for us?

Yeah, she's obviously very
keen to help us move on.

So, um, they could pick it up
where we left off, right?

No. It's not really
about picking up.

This is about starting over.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Look, I realize
this is painful.

Yeah. No, you seem pained.

What about Carey Mulligan?

Yeah, and what about the sets?

I mean, one of 'em
burned down, but the rest...

The crew has been breaking
down sets as we speak.

Carey's already
taking another job,
so she's unavailable.

(SIGHS)

I know. (SIGHS)
It's a crazy business.

What are you working on?

What?

Have you moved on to
another little project, yet?

I'm an executive.
We cover multiple projects.

We put a lot of work
into this, April.

We've had, what?
200 people working on the
movie now for months.

And Brandon wants to scrap it
because some actress got

a little fucking
sand in her eye?

You don't want to talk
to him and find out
what's really going on?

Fine. Maybe I should.

His office is this way, right?

You do not want to do this.

April, fuck off.

Brandon's gone for the day.

LOUIS: Buddy?

Hey. She says
Brandon's not even here.

Yeah, he left early.

I don't know.

Hey, look, I know that this
is making you crazy.

And it's making me crazy.

But April has set up
a meeting at M&M.

Sounds like, maybe (SIGHS)
that's our best shot.

All right?

(GAS HISSING)

(SIGHS)

God damn it.

(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS) It's Rick.

GIUSTINO: I'm reading.

WOMAN: He's reading.

He says he needs
to talk to you.

Got a call from
a collection agency.

What?

Blood test you wanted me
to get, that I didn't want?

200 bucks. Went to
a collection agency,
now my credit's fucked.

Oh, well, can you pay it?

Who's got $200 for that?

(SIGHS) Dad, cash is a little
tight right now.

Why?

I had a setback.

What kind of setback?

Just a project
that fell through.
I just... Whatever.

I'm just saying we need
to tighten our belts
a little right now

until I get something
going, okay?

And that could be a while.

Like my belt could
get any tighter.

Short of eating cat food.

Okay, listen, um,
I called to ask you,

how do you turn the gas on
at the cabin?

You're at the cabin?

Yeah. Yeah, I am.

You're broke,
but you're on vacation?

Are you gonna help me or not?

I don't know about gas.
Caretaker does that.

You have a caretaker?

Not since we owe him money.

WES: Here you are.

MILES: Thanks for seeing us
on short notice.

Oh, sure. Thank you.

You know, April raved
about you guys,
I'm a huge April fan.

Hold on one second.
You guys mind if I eat?

'Cause I'm going
right back to set.

-Oh, you go ahead.
-You want anything?

-Uh, no, we're good.
-No.

Thanks.

All right. So I
read the script,

I don't know,
some months ago, you know?

I just like to know what's
out there. And of the

two hundred or so scripts
I got through last year,

Admiral's Mistress
has gotta be

top three?

Wow, man. Thank you.

Yeah, I mean that is,
it's epic.

It's the kind of film
we make at this studio.

Well, just let us know
when it's finished then.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Uh...

Can I ask you guys, um,

are there any attachments
I need to know about?

You know, actors, producers,
other than yourselves
and Rick Moreweather

that we'd have to
keep on board.

Oh. Right. Yeah, there is.

Um, her name is
Amara De Escalones,

she was an early investor.
She'd probably need
to get paid back.

Her money back from
the last production?

Right.

Um, yeah, well,
we don't really do that.

Um, but hold on, we're getting
ahead of ourselves,
so let's not.

Let's talk about the story,
which, as I said,

is marvelous,
aside from the ending.

You don't like the end?

I don't. Um, I mean,
it just sort of ends,
you know?

I mean, she walks out to
the cliff, maybe she jumps,

maybe not.
It's, you know, copout.

-Really?
-WES: Hey, look,

I do not want you
to sell out your ending.

But, I mean,
what I'm thinking,

maybe there's
an uplifting place

to leave this story
that's also complex.

What would that be?

Well, that's the question.

Hi, there.

Hi.

Can I see the insurance
claim paperwork for
The Admiral's Mistress?

I'm the covering exec.

-Sure, yeah...
-I can help with that.

APRIL: Oh, great. Thanks.

Can I ask what this is for?

Just being thorough.

Right. So I will
put in the request
with Brandon's office

and the minute they sign off,
I will give you a call.

I can't see the paperwork
for my own project?

Aren't you on
Captain Impossible?

Congratulations, by the way.

Jason Statham is awesome.

(CHUCKLES)

(PHONE RINGING)

April Quinn's office.

WOMAN: Hi,
Miles Daly, please?

-Can I ask who's calling?
-It's his wife.

He left his cell phone
at the house earlier.

Probably thinks he lost it.

MARSHA:
Oh, no. He just left.

Oh. Um, do you know
where he's headed?

I was supposed
to meet him for lunch later.

He has a meeting at MGM.

Oh, yes. That's right.

You wouldn't happen to have
the address, would you?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-Yo.
-RISA: He's at MGM Studios.

Address is in Beverly Hills.

Text it to me, okay?

Just did.

Fucking love you. (GRUNTS)

What'd she say?
She got it?

They're going to MGM.

Nice, son!

So, we heading out?

I can't go. Tia wants me
to go to the hotel.

She's fucking freaking out
about Rick.

But you gotta be there
when we take Miles out.

He's in an office
full of people.

You're not gonna
shoot the place up.

Sammy, you stay here in case
they come back.

You two, go to this address.

All right? I'm gonna
send it to you.

Don't let them spot you.

-When they leave,
see where they go.
-(KEYPAD CLACKS)

Then take 'em out.

No. Call me
and then I come over.

Yeah, right.

Don't let them
fucking see you.

We can do that.

Okay. Fucking go!

Hello? (GRUNTS) Anybody?

Friendly neighbor here.

Hey there, sir. How are you?

-Hey, I don't know
if you know I'm...
-(BARKS)

Oh! Okay! Okay, okay!
Oh, shit!

Oh, God damn it,
Cooper, come on!
Get back in the house.

Get him in the house.

Oh, sorry. Startled me,

startled me just
a little bit there.

He's pretty, though.

(SIGHS) Anyway, I don't know,
uh, if you know Giustino,

I'm his son, Rick.
What's your name?

Jim.

Oh, it's nice
to meet you, Jim.

I actually may have, uh,
met you a couple times before,

I don't know. I haven't been
back here in years.

(SIGHS)

Anyway, I'm having
a little bit of trouble
turning that gas on.

I don't know,
I see the thing, the pipe,

and I don't know what
to do, you know?

I don't want to blow the
place up. I thought maybe...

You got no right
driving on that road.

What? Uh... Huh?

Told your father when he came
up here with that black maid,

or girlfriend,
whatever she is.

I said, you cannot drive
across my property.

Oh, didn't realize.

Come down here doing
25, 30 mile an hour,

throwing gravel all
in the weeds.

Who do you think pays
for that gravel?

We do.

We do.

Oh. I just thought
that was the only road
that came in here.

Far side of your cabin
there's this path

that takes you all the way
down to the 38.

All right. Well, that's
what I'm gonna use.

You do that.

All right. Take care.

Be over later.

What?

Help you turn on the gas.

Uh-huh.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey, Tia, what's this?

Stuff we got at Rick's house.

Laptop, Rolodex. See if we can
find where he's staying.

He's working on
the laptop password.

Wait outside.

-Yo, wait outside.
-Mmm-hmm.

Closing in on him, huh?

AMARA: You mean Rick?

Miles, too.

He's at a meeting
at MGM right now.

I have a couple guys
tailing him.

Sammy's at the house,
just in case...

Didn't call you about Miles.

Okay.

Mexico is angry with me,
'cause of Josias.

Now I'm in LA, they're afraid
I'm gonna do business here.

I say, "Don't worry.
I just make a movie."

They can't complain
about that.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

But if you're selling cocaina?

Somebody say
I'm selling in LA?

I'm not stupid.

Seriously,
someone said that shit?

What are you doing?

Tia, what do you mean,
what I'm doing?

The only reason you're alive

is 'cause of me.

You keep selling...

Whoever said something
got bad information.

It's like fake news.

I'm not dealing
in LA, all right?

And whoever said
something, better watch
their fucking mouth.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hey, yo, deal with this
while I call.

No, we pay on the way out.

No, it says we don't pay
on the way out,

we use the machine.

What, you ain't got
a credit card?

Damn, bro. I see you.

YAGO: Give me good news.

BLIZ: Yo, sorry, bro.

They already finished
the meeting. They took off.

How do you know?

It's what the lady said
at the front desk.

Lady at the studio?
So she can fucking ID you?

Man, what else
were we supposed to do?

Wait outside all night,
not even know if they left?

(SIGHS)

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

Hey, Clip.

Hey.

I didn't know you were in LA.

Oh, shit. (PANTING)

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

(HORN BLARING)

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)

(PANTING)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

Ah! Ah, Shit!

Lou, come on, get up.

(LOUIS GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

Lou.

(BLIZ GRUNTS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HORN BLARING)

(BLIZ GROANS)

Fuck! Shit!

AUTOMATED VOICE:
What can I help you with?

We need directions to
the nearest hospital.

Getting directions to
the nearest hospital.

Lou, you need to apply
pressure to slow the bleeding,
okay? Lou? Louis!

-In half a mile, turn left
on 3rd Street.
-Yeah.

Fuck me, you didn't
want any part of this.

You said that this was all
gonna turn to shit,
and I didn't listen.

I'm sorry.
I'm fucking sorry, man!

(GRUNTS)
Working on this movie
is the best thing I ever did.

They used one of my lines.

They did.
A line that you wrote.

-Get out of the fucking way!
-(HORN HONKING)

AUTOMATED VOICE:
In a quarter mile,
turn left on 3rd Street.

Yeah, he didn't
like the ending.

What's that?

The guy at MGM. He said
the ending is a downer.

It is a downer.

Don't worry about
that now, man.

We'll find a different
ending, okay?

In 500 feet,
turn left on 3rd Street.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

MILES: Fuck off!

Hi. It's April.

Hope the meeting went well.

There's something
we should discuss,

but I can't talk about it
at the office. Call me.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

AUTOMATED VOICE:
You have arrived
at your destination.

Fuck.

Hey, there's a man
in this car,

he's been shot,
he's bleeding out.

Get us some help, please! Now!

Okay, Lulu. They're coming.

They're gonna fix
you right up, okay?

What if, at the end...

What's that?

End of the movie.

Margaret goes
and finds Felton

at the hospital.

She saves him.

-That's a happy ending.
-Yeah.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, I like that.

We'll go with
that ending, okay?

PARAMEDIC: Sir?
I got it. Okay.

(GROANS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

MAN: Let's move.

Katie, you better take it.

Oh, you can bring her in.

Well, if someone's
gonna drop her,
I'd prefer if it was you.

(MILES CHUCKLES)

Welcome home, Shorty.

Yeah. (SHUSHING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

-Oh, I gotta take this.
-Okay.

Hey, how's it going?

-MILES: Been better.
-Oh, meeting went bad?

Uh, not so much that,
as getting shot
on the way out.

What?

Yeah. I, uh...

I need help.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Okay, tell me exactly
what happened.

Uh, a bullet on the left side.

Not too deep. I think
it went in and came out.
It's hard to tell.

-EMMA: Dad?
-Shit.

EMMA: I heard you come in.
Thought it was Mom.

Uh, hey, love!
I'm just taking a bath.

-A bath?
-Very relaxing.

-KATIE: Miles?
-(WHISPERS) Hold on.

Did you see the dailies
I left by the telly?
Stack of DVDs.

EMMA: Awesome. Thanks.
KATIE: Miles.

Hey.

Emma's home? She's supposed
to be at Kylie's.

She didn't see anything.

(SIGHS) Okay, I'll be there
as soon as I can.

(GAS HISSING)

-That's it.
-That's it?

That little freakin' knob?
Oh, my God.

I ate a cold can of ravioli,
that's how desperate
I was last night.

Ravioli's pretty good.
Even when it's cold.

-What is this?
-(COOPER BARKING)

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Your friends got no right to
be driving on this road.

Yeah, yeah, they're not
my friends, they're cops.

What?

Yeah. Don't worry, they're not
gonna arrest anybody,
they're just...

Hey, guys. Oh, boy.
I'm glad to see you.

Okay? So, what do you...
What do you wanna do?

You want to come inside,
or should I go with you?

We'll come inside.

Oh. (SIGHS)

What do you mean,
I'm not a witness?

I... I witnessed,
for one thing,
a guy who got shot.

But you don't know
who shot him.

Okay, well, Amara had
my producing partner beat up.

All right? If you'd have
seen his face...

You have nothing we can use
against her in court.

Oh, well, if I have
nothing you could use,

why'd you drive up here?

We believe,
and our boss believes,

you could be useful
down the road.

What are we talking about?

A wire.

Oh, no. No, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

The technology these days
is really cool.

You can record
with a credit card...

The SIM card in your phone.

Guys, I lost $4 million
of her money.

Those pictures you showed me
of her ex-boyfriends with
their heads cut off?

They probably forgot
her birthday.

Look, we appreciate how
much danger you're in.

It's impressive that
you've lasted this long.

But ensuring your safety
will be expensive.

Our boss won't sign off unless
you make a contribution.

(SIGHS)

Jesus.

So, will you help us out?

Take a minute.
Think it through.

If I could
pull the whole thing off,

but I'm a terrible liar.
People see right through me.

Good luck.

Oh, come on. Come on,
there's gotta be
some other way

that I can help here, huh?

Really? You're gonna
leave me here.

-If I were you,
I'd keep a low profile.
-(ENGINE TURNS OVER)

Lower than this?

Oh, hey, oh, thanks.
Okay, guys.
Thanks! Thanks a lot.

Yeah, thank you.
Thanks for everything.

(COOPER BARKING)

(SIGHS)

NURSE: He was listed
in critical condition

-when he was admitted.
-But is he alive?

He was listed as critical,
that's all I can tell you.

-(KNOCK ON DOOR)
-KATIE: Miles.

Thank you. Yeah.

Fuck. (BREATHES HEAVILY)

I know what you're thinking.

You gave me this shirt,
and now I've only gone
and fucking ruined it.

You need to lift it up.
Easy.

(GRUNTS)

Emma?

All right. Downstairs,
totally engrossed
in your movie.

Here, take these. Valium.

Hmm. (BREATHES HEAVILY)

-I'll numb you up,
abrade the wound...
-Ah!

...then close it
with derma-glue.

The fuck is derma-glue?

Superglue for the skin.

(BREATHES HEAVILY) Fuck it!

Valium will help.

No, it's not that.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Lulu's in the hospital.
He got shot-up real bad.

What hospital?

Mount Olympus.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Okay, I'll call when
we're done, talk to a doctor.

Thank you.

Oh, fuck.

So, you know, a real doctor
would keep you in bed
for a week.

What is that stuff?
That is fucking brilliant!

(KATIE SIGHS)

Who did this?

Yago's buddies.

Is it over, or are they
coming after you?

Not over.

I'll get you bandaged
and we'll leave.

We'll get a hotel up north,
we'll pay in cash.

I'm not coming with you.

If they come looking for me,
I don't want you guys around.

You should both go
up the coast somewhere

and I'll call you when
I know things are safe.

I thought things
would be different here
in shiny LA. I did.

It's just a nicer bathroom
for you to bleed in.

-Katie.
-We'll talk later.
I need to focus.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)
What the fuck is that?

Hold on to something.
Don't watch.

(GRUNTS)

HAFDIS: And action!

LORD SHERIDAN:
Might I ask you to deliver
a letter before I leave?

They said you'd gone.

-Hey, I had a thought.
-LORD SHERIDAN: Kitty.

EMMA ON TV:
Is it a secret letter?
KATIE: Hello?

To Lady Margaret?

Mom!

I just got a call from work.

They screwed up my schedule
and now they're saying

I don't have to work
till next week.

Why?

I don't know, but since
Miles is working,

I thought you and me
could take a trip.

Drive to Santa Barbara,
we could, uh, stay at a hotel.

We could go whale watching.

Whale watching?

-Yeah.
-(SCOFFS) When?

Tonight.

Tonight? Uh, no.

I made plans with
Kylie for tomorrow.

And we just got back
from Nevada.

We won't have a chance to
do this for a while. Please.

Let's make the most
of it, huh?

Did you and Dad
get into a fight?

-No.
-Then what's going on?

Nothing. Just... I'm going
upstairs to pack.

I get no say in this?

You'll love it
when we get there.

Come on, throw some clothes
and a bathing suit in a bag.
Let's get on the road.

(MUMBLING)
Can't believe the fucking...

I can't believe this. Shit.

(BEEPING)

-(BEEPING)
-I fucking hate...

I'm expecting to see
photos of whales.

-I love you.
-Love you.

(SIGHS)

(ENGINE TURNS OVER)

-Giustino?
-GIUSTINO: What?

Some people
are here to see you.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

-Friends of Rick's.
-Mmm-hmm.

-Okay.
-Amara. Nice to meet you.
This is Ed.

Giustino.

I'm old friend of Rick's.
But we lost touch.

So I look for him.

Try his cell phone.

He got new number.

What? He's had the same
number since they invented
the cell phone.

Rick make this movie?

That? (SCOFFS) No.

Rick makes
different kinda movies.
That one's mine.

You make movies?

Yeah, back in
the Jurassic period.

(SOFTLY) Jurassic?

Dinosaurs.

Ah.

You help me find Rick?

I want to surprise him.

Leave your name.
I'll tell him
you dropped by, okay?

I gotta get back.

I invest.

You what?

Rick sent us
two movie scripts
for Amara to consider,

Swamp Children, and
Sniper at the Gates of Dawn.

Sounds about right.

Amara's interested in
producing these films.
If she can find him.

He's at a cabin in Big Bear.

There's no landline,
there's bad reception.

So, if he doesn't answer,
don't take it personally.

Where in Big Bear?

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)

YAGO: How the fuck did she
find out we were slinging?

Shit.

You don't think
it was Clipper who...

Told Amara? Nah.

Shit.

But can we see that
flake out of here?

If Mexico knows.

I mean,
I saw a picture of what
they did to some dealer.

Got a thousand kitchen
knives and they stuck it
in this dude,

all over his body like
a fucking porcupine.

(WINCES) Oh, man.

I should go to a hospital.

No, no, no, no.
Rupert's on his way.

No, man. No.
That dude, he is not a doctor.

He gave me antibiotics once.
That shit was expired.

You go to the hospital,
cops start asking questions.

They're looking for
a shooter, right? Right?

(SIGHS)

Amara knows Miles took off?

Nah, I didn't tell her.

Conversation was bad enough.

But we'll find him.

We'll find him
and we'll fucking end this.

Get out of LA.

Amara comes back to Nevada.

Yeah. You know what?

It's gonna work out, right?

Shit!

(COOPER BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(BARKING CONTINUES)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

-Who is it?
-MILES: Miles.

I got your message.

I meant, meet me
at a coffee shop.

Not come to my place.
What time is it?

We have a lot to
talk about, April.

You have any drink in here?

So, overall, the guy
at the studio. The, um...

What was his fucking name?

-Wes.
-Wes.

Wes is very interested.
Very, very interest...

He has some issues
with the ending,
but we can work on that.

If it means that we can get
things going, you know?

Okay. The reason I called you?

Ah.

So, Gravity filed
an insurance claim
on The Admiral's Mistress.

Back when I was
an assistant, I heard...

I mean, I never
actually saw proof,

-but I think
that it happens.
-What's that?

Studios pad insurance
claims with expenses
from other productions.

Okay.

I can't actually prove that
it happened in our case.

So, you think Brandon
pulled the plug

because he was
trying to bail out
another fucking movie?

Well, it wouldn't be
a lot of money.

Our budget wasn't big

and Brandon was never a fan
of The Admiral's Mistress.

Oh, okay.

All I know is,
he doesn't want us to take
this movie anywhere.

He wants to close the books,

which means the project
really is dead.

The fuck it is.

Talk to Brandon.

-There's always a way.
-No, not this time.

I need this to work.

I know it's hard.

You don't fucking know!

Don't forget
I have a picture of you
playing dress-up, April.

-And I will send that
to Brandon so fast...
-Seriously?

I will drown
the fucking Internet
in that image.

You think the only reason
I fought for this movie

is 'cause you were
threatening me?

Absolutely. I do.

Fuck you.

(SNIFFS)

That's the spirit.

I'm trying to help you.

Well, you're doing
a horrible fucking job.

Jesus.

Were you already drunk
when you got here?

(SIGHS) Painkillers.

What painkillers?

Oh, just shut up. Just let me
fucking lie here for a minute.
I'm so tired...

No, no, no, no, no.

Come on, come on, get up.

Come on, off the floor! Get...

Miles?

Why are you bleeding?

Miles?

Miles? Miles!

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)