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(footsteps thudding)

(drumsticks clacking)

(lively rock music)

(Jackson coughing)

- There was a lot more than eight.

- Maybe they had second thoughts after their dinner plans.

- I'm bettin' that was the whole megillah,

the Baydons and the guards.

- Do you know if the Governor's got any ice packs?

- I don't know check the freezer.

- Where's Billy anyway?

- (chuckles) Ice pack?

In the breach I almost lost a hand.

I like my hand, all right?

- That big skinhead, Russell, guy was fast for his size.

Built like goddamn Paul Bunyan.

- What's the exact number on the Baydons and the guards?

I'm thinkin' 24 total, the whole bunch.

- Yeah, it can't be everybody.

- [Patrice] Sure as shit looked like it.

I got two Baydons and a guard.

- Dos as well, minus a guard.

- I got three, two guards.

- Two for me, and a guard.

- Seven Baydons and four guards.

- 24 exactly.

- Tomorrow's headline: "Massacre at Baydonhal".

- Yeah, then five morons (tense music)

found dead in a house fire

or maybe a trash compactor.

- If we're lucky.

I mean the Baydons mighta been cross burnin' Klansmen

but this is bad for business and the big old families

are gonna want some heads to look at, preferably detached.

- That's not gonna happen.

There's no evidence, there's no reason to find us.

And guess what?

If the hammer ever came down,

no one's touchin' a hair on your fuckin' heads

'cause my family's got our back.

You have my undying, unwavering fucking word.

The Morellos are with us.

Jackson, contents on the table.

- There we go.

- No matter how big or how loud of an impact,

there's no evidence.

We're nonexistent, we're ghosts

far as anyone's concerned.

And now, more importantly,

now we got it back.

(door clacks)

- Well, thank you, Mr. Fucking Theatrics.

Where have you been?

- I've been changing

and I've been listening

to five young talented individuals who I care about

sit around and complain

like a bunch of spoiled little brats.

You know I gotta say, I expected happier faces.

- Did you hear the feed?

- You hear the curve ball?

- Fact that there were a little too many on the dance card.

- Fog of war, confusion, it's what you guys train for.

- Point is, it wasn't suppose to be a battlefield.

- They were a bit more unpredictable than we thought.

- I don't mind killin' Klan members

but I do mind surprises, and that was a bad one.

- I know and we'll try to find answers.

But what's bickering gonna solve this late in the game?

If you wanna complain, why don't you save it

for when you're chatting up some super model

on a sunny island.

Onward and upward.

Big Gus is gonna pick you rascals up at 4:30 a.m.,

so gives us some time for celebratin'.

Just don't spoil your appetite before the desserts.

Help yourself to the bar

and if you wanna smoke, feel free as Mr. Barris

is about to, but try to take it outside in the back.

- (clears throat) Um, by the way,

the television here is busted,

so like do have another one I can just replace it with?

Like one in another bedroom or something.

- [Billy] Mmm, nah, I don't have another one.

- Okay so like just one in each bedroom then?

- (chuckles) No, I don't have

another working television in the house.

They're mainly just filler.

- [Jackson] So how do you watch movies or television?

(Victoria chuckles)

- I don't really watch television.

When I'm here I'm usually with a woman, so, ya know.

- Uh, is he serious?

No TV?

- All right, hich room do I change in?

- [Billy] I'll show you all right now, and when you're done,

got a little toast for ya. (light upbeat drumming music)

(clothes rustling) (guns clacking)

(door clattering) (upbeat music)

- Goddamn it, Hector, can you ever wear a low key suit?

Ya know, little less effort?

- Less effort?

I can assure you this is actually effortless.

Looking the way I do is not as difficult as one would think.

You just need to eat healthy, keep in shape,

but to be honest, most of it could be genetics.

- I wish this was hot coffee.

- (sighs) Why?

- 'Cause I wanna throw it right in your face

for that stupid answer.

(both chuckling)

- Should know by now, don't talk fashion with a man

who barely wears shoes and cuts his own hair, I mean...

- You only know that 'cause I told you.

People probably think it's a salon cut or something.

- I'm sure they don't, but I'll agree with you anyway.

- So what's it gonna be tonight, snakeskin, ostrich?

- Mmm mmm mmm.

Egyptian crocodile.

Hmm, I got two pairs actually.

- [Jackson] I'm sure you do.

I don't know why you gotta have so many fuckin' shoes, man.

- Well, variety is the spice of life, and women love men

with a certain original style, a certain flare.

- Well, it works for you I guess.

- [Hector] Gracias.

- Hey, salud.

(glasses clinking)

- Ah, it's good stuff.

Real classy, fancy pants hooch

as some would say.

- Yeah, who says this, Billy?

- No, it's more of an expression I guess.

- Okay.

- Hey Maddox, (chuckles) look at Hector's snazzy shoes.

He's a runway model now.

(laughing)

- Those shoes should come with a tube of lipstick

and a vibrator.

(Jackson laughing)

- [Victoria] Those are ladies shoes.

- Ah, very comical, very hilarious.

Yes, ha ha.

- Those shoes look like, uh,

they, when you get 'em, ah...

(glass clinking)

- Gather round, you fire-breathing bastards.

Please take your glasses.

(Victoria whistles)

Patrice, Victoria, Maddox,

Hector, Jackson.

I've known all of you since you were pups.

Even before I took the good office,

back in the dreary mayoral days.

You know, I've been alive 56 years,

been in this state for most of 'em,

and take it from me, Rhode Island is full of losers.

Most of 'em are bandits, or maniacs, or chumps.

It's like what Clint Eastwood said in "Magnum Force",

"A man's got to know his limitations."

And I like to think that I'm finally starting

to learn mine.

(tongue clicks) You know, I've had the pleasure

of toasting you bastards six times.

Well, I gotta say, on this seventh toast,

well, I'm sorry, I don't have any inspirational stories

or business savvy advice.

All I can tell you is that I am proud of you.

I spent 56 years trying to get my little slice of heaven,

the freedom to do what I wanna do.

And guess what?

You all did it (lively music)

before you even turned 30.

So what's next for you fire-breathers?

Sky's the limit.

(men chattering)

(glasses clinking)

- Patrice, let me tell you something my granddad told me.

"Don't approach a bull from the front,

"don't approach a horse from the rear,

"and don't approach a fool from any direction.'

- I'm guessin' that's a family motto.

- No, no, just something to consider.

- So just shut my mouth, sit on my hands,

and wait for the ride out.

- Well, I can't tell you what to do.

- [Patrice] Well, that's what you're doing.

Jackson, 24 Klansmen, Baydons, and guards.

You don't think that number was predetermined?

- Well, I don't know.

I haven't figured it out yet,

but, look, if you're right,

(huffs) I don't really see the angle,

but if you're right, somebody got two birds

with one big stone.

(huffs) And I damn near lost a hand.

- And that doesn't bother you?

- No, well, of course it bothers me

but (huffs) I ain't got nobody to blame.

Information that we run on

(huffs) ain't exactly

the word of God. (tense music)

It was unseen, it was unexpected.

We don't know why they weren't at that wedding,

but they got a reputation

for being a bit unpredictable.

- And if it's not just an error,

it wasn't just some unexpected hazard.

- Well, look,

this is a very, uh,

(suspenseful music)

they say to look over your shoulder type of business.

And there are two kinds of people in it.

One is the kind that don't get in the way.

Two, the kind that get decapitated.

(Patrice chuckles)

Ya dig it?

- Well, I don't plan on being a roadblock.

- I sure hope so, but I don't know.

Word of advice.

Tone it down, but keep your eyes open.

I'm gonna go bust some dance moves.

(funky drumming music)

(lively rock music)

Cop!

Fucking cop, let's move.

- [Maddox] What?

- [Victoria] What the fuck?

Out there?

- Yeah, outside.

A guy with a fucking badge just pulled up in a blue car.

Looks like he's carrying (tense music)

a fuckin' pastry box.

- Oh, fuck!

He's a friend, a fuckin' detective.

He comes by on Thursdays and drops shit off

from his girlfriend's bakery,

but I don't know what the fuck he's doing here now.

Fuckin' asshole.

- Get rid of him.

- No, no, we'll handle this, okay.

Everyone with a rap sheet or a familiar face,

please find an appropriate hiding spot

so we can weather this quick storm.

The Governor and I, we'll deal with it, yeah?

- Okay. - Come on.

(light cymbals music)

- [Hector] Do you have any cigars?

(doorbell ringing)

(tense funky music)

- Dan, Dan the Man.

How you doing, you young son of a bitch?

- I'm good, I'm good.

Sorry for comin' through unannounced.

I was just driving by

and figured I'd drop you off a little surprise from Becca.

- Oh well that's always a welcome surprise.

Oh, look at this.

A tiramisu.

No strike that,

a stunning, beautiful tiramisu.

Thank you, Daniel.

And tell Rebecca I said thank you.

I'll have to stop by the shop tomorrow.

- Oh man, I'm sure she'd appreciate that.

- Daniel, I'm a terrible host.

No drinks or introductions.

This is my good old friend,

Diego de la Vega.

Diego, this is Danny Martin,

a very funny individual - (chuckles) What's up?

- with a penchant for bourbon.

- Pleasure to meet you, Daniel.

Very professional tiramisu.

- Yeah.

- My compliments.

- Dan's girlfriend owns that bakery

about six blocks down, Marlow's Cafe.

- Oh perfect, well it looks very talented.

So how do the two of you know each other?

- Oh, Billy usually comes out drinkin' with the boys.

Guy's a real booze hound.

Got that Irish blood in him.

- [Billy] I can't keep up with the youngsters.

Daniel, please, have a seat.

Don't stand on my account.

- Yeah.

- Where are my fucking manners?

Lemme pour you a bourbon, and don't say you can't.

- No, no, I most definitely can, a quick one at least.

You know, they got me on shit hours

'cause I got a little rough

on the north side of town.

And to top it off, I thought I lost one of my bags,

but (chuckles) your friend

he won't mind if I partake?

I mean, as long as I'm not interrupting.

- Oh no, no, not at all (chuckles).

Billy and I we were just discussing the idea of retirement.

Or just retiring early.

You know, what do you do,

(Danny sniffing)

where do you live,

so on and so forth. (Danny coughing)

- [Danny] Oh.

(Danny sniffs)

- I don't think one (lively funky rock music)

is just better than another one.

It depends entirely on the person.

What's that saying?

"Europeans work to live and Americans live to work."

- That's 'cause most of the older guys die

when they got nothing left to do.

They don't have a purpose anymore.

- No, I think they die because they've been overworked

and they have bad diets.

- Yeah, I think you're right.

And don't the Europeans live longer, too?

- Precisely, stop and smell the roses.

I mean you can still go on adventures,

uncover some golden statues maybe.

- Oh, you know me too well.

A leopard can't change his spots.

What about you, Daniel?

What do you think about exploring, maybe some archeology?

Find some lost treasure.

- You know, I do like that topic, but I gotta take a piss

before we start delvin' into treasure huntin'.

Yeah? - Well, um--

- The one down here is busted.

Use mine upstairs.

Just got the whole thing remodeled.

- Oh.

(laughing)

(Billy laughing) Yeah, you--

- [Hector] Oh, no, no, no.

- You look good, kid, yeah, good.

Yeah.

(Danny sniffing)

(Danny coughing)

Hmm.

Hey.

What the fuck?

(Danny shouting)

(Danny grunting)

(Maddox sighs)

(Maddox sniffs)

(Maddox sniffs)

(rattle rattling)

(birds chirping)

- Mickey Turner and his blushing bride-to-be,

Samantha Gallo.

Proverbial Romeo and Juliet of Providence,

except for the whole suicide thing.

Star-crossed lovers, real morons.

- But they're bringing the Gallos and Turners together,

so it's gonna be the biggest party of the year,

and I mean big.

All of the families are gonna be there.

- It's gonna be a swanky three-day affair

on the beautiful island of Martha's Vineyard,

about 40 miles off our coast.

But since we're all gonna be on the mainland

for this little shindig,

you can leave your tuxedos at home.

- The RSVP list confirms the Baydon gang,

all 16 of them for attendance on Saturday and Sunday.

Leaving the ancestral Baydonhal under the guard

of their famed security team.

- But that's not thugs or military mercs.

That's eight foamin' at the mouth Klansmen.

- Eight's better than the whole gang.

- Uh, yeah.

Speakin' of the Baydons,

the Nazi loving Knights of the Klan,

is it like good luck inviting Klan members to a wedding?

Is this some kind of like awesome tradition

I just haven't heard about?

- [Billy] Well, sadly, business is business,

and the Baydons bring home the bacon.

- It'd be insulting for the Gallos and the Turners

not to invite them.

- Nash Yacht Club off Narragansett Boulevard,

reservations made by Wallace Baydon for a table of 16.

Charted their yacht for crossing to Martha's Vineyard

on the same date.

- Can you confirm if the leads are genuine?

- The yacht club is from a hostess named Helene.

I have her give me reservation lists each month.

She thinks I'm trying to schmooze the zoning board

for a couple of building projects I got comin' along.

- What about the RSVP list?

- The list is from the wedding planner.

Had my secretary get it to see if my ex-wife was going.

They were very accommodating.

- Any of the Morellos going to this fancy pants wedding?

- Just my mom and dad, but I doubt they'll stay long.

Too many old money blue bloods like Billy here.

- So, wedding night, all the rich folks

and the big bad Baydons

on Martha's Vineyard,

and little old us hangin' out in Providence.

- [Hector] While the cat's away...

- All right, I hope you guys got the energy,

'cause we're runnin' through it again from the top.

(tense music)

(Hector whistling)

- Hey.

(Danny grunts)

Hey you.

(Danny grunting)

(Patrice tsking)

(Danny panting)

(Danny gasps) (Patrice tsking)

Hey.

(Danny panting)

Detective Daniel Martin.

Providence PD for six years, and if I'm not mistaken,

you're one of those dirty detectives

implicated in the North Side killings.

Saw it on the news.

And they didn't even suspend you.

(chuckles) Well, before we proceed,

I'm gonna need to ask you

for some of that famous police restraint.

Do you think you can do that for me?

(Danny grunting)

Just a nod.

I like that,

but I need to hear you tell me.

So go on and say I'm a cool customer.

(Danny gagging and coughing)

Oh jeez, shh, shh, shh.

Shh.

Shh.

It's okay, it's okay.

- I am a--

- Say it.

- [Danny] I'm a cool customer.

(Patrice chuckles)

- All right! - Oh no, I won't--

- Let's get this started.

(Danny grunting)

(Patrice sighing)

My name is Patrice Cooper.

You can call me Patrice, Mr. Copper,

or whatever makes you feel better.

Now, we argued for a while but curiosity

lead us to this conversation

because, well, you see,

on this night of all nights,

there's our little situation,

and then cut to a surprise visitor.

(Patrice mimics crowd cheering)

Oh, yeah (faint speaking).

So questioning you might be a blessing in disguise

to quell any fears.

But before you sit there and tell me fairy tales,

I should explain.

You live at 1134 Stalworth Drive,

Cranston, Rhode Island.

Keep cool while I cut to the chase.

Now, it's not hard to estimate

that you got family, friends waitin' for ya,

who might just be as despicable as yourself.

And they would hate to see us come to visit instead of you.

Now you don't want that.

You don't us to go to your house

and eat your dinner,

watch your TV,

sit back in your furniture,

and blah, blah, blah,

scary threatening shit.

You get the picture?

Good.

We are compliant.

You may proceed.

(Danny grunting)

(Danny coughing)

- I'm Victoria Apollonia Morello of the Morello family.

You know of me?

- [Danny] Yes.

- I would like to know

which syndicate you work for.

- I don't work for any gang or business.

I wouldn't lie to a Morello.

I swear to Christ I was just bringing Billy

a fucking tiramisu.

My girlfriend, she owns the bakery six blocks down.

- Yeah, we know.

Governor told us, cakes and such?

Yeah, you do that every now and again, right?

Always on Thursdays.

You bring a pie or a cake,

and you have a drink and a chat,

then you leave?

(chuckles) Beware of Greeks bearing gifts.

See is it, is it,

you visiting tonight (sighs),

is that a coincidence?

Hmm?

I don't know, but what I do know is

you used your flashlight.

Why would you go and do a thing like that?

You bring a man a pie,

you drink his bourbon, (tense music)

and then snoop around his house?

- Miss Morello (chuckles),

I can explain all this, okay.

And I can honestly tell you right now

I had no bad intentions, just curiosity, that's it.

(Danny grunts)

- [Victoria] Do you know what kinda business

the Governor's in?

- No.

I just know about the prostitutes.

I mean I go to a couple of massage parlors.

I got kicked out 'cause I got a little rough with the girl,

and Billy had to talk to me.

That's all, that is it.

I swear to God.

- All right, all right.

Well, that's enough talkin' from you.

You know what I mean

jelly bean? - Oh no.

(Danny grunting)

Oh what the fuck?

- What do you think, Patrice?

- (sighs) I don't know.

Could be a dumb yokel, suckin' up to the Governor.

Maybe snoopin' around for a taste of somethin'.

But like we said before, outta all the times to stop by,

and at this hour?

I don't know.

- My money's in curiosity and bad luck.

If he knew anything, I doubt he'd be dumb enough

to walk right into it.

- I'm not buying the whole dumb cop routine.

He could be dimin' information,

sellin' secrets to buy himself a nice in-ground pool.

- Ah, he could be, but it doesn't matter.

He already saw too much when he walked in, we fucked up.

Continue the job and move on.

- Agreed.

Let's just do it now, that's my vote.

- There's no voting.

- Oh shit.

Well, you shoulda told me that.

I'm gonna go smoke.

- [Hector] Good idea, me, too.

- Lemme get this room for an hour and I'll get us an answer,

straight from the horse's mouth.

- Rather get it over with now and play it safe.

It's too much time and worry and work.

- "A pint of sweat saves a gallon of blood."

That's General George S. Patton right there.

We should know for sure

instead of waitin' around and havin' doubts.

- He's got a point.

I mean, we're gonna have to bag him anyways.

Not much 30 minutes or an hour's gonna change.

- Okay.

So I say when we're done, we disinfect

and wrap him and we take him with us to drop

on our way outta state.

Big Gus won't mind.

But we are gonna need

some plastic drop cloths, some bags, tools, cleaners.

And we're gonna need tarps to package him.

- Well, everything's in the basement.

Just bring up what you need.

- That's what I'm talkin' about.

(jazzy music)

Now we're cookin' with gas.

- No, no, no, what's even better is,

in Uruguay, if you're ever caught in bed

with another man's wife,

he's the right

to kill the both of you. (Jackson coughing)

Completely legal.

- Whoa, they don't fuck around.

- No they don't.

And in Japan, prostitution is illegal

unless there's non-coital sex acts.

You know what non-coital means, right?

- Yeah, everything but the basic.

That's what you call a loophole.

- Yeah, and you know, in Sienna, Italy,

it is illegal for a prostitute to be named Mary.

- What do you mean?

- It is illegal to be named Mary if you're a prostitute.

- That's a pretty harsh rule.

- It's a religious hangup.

The Virgin Mary, they don't want anyone

dishonoring her you know.

(both chuckling)

- Well, what do they do if you get caught?

- I don't know, some kind of fine I guess.

- "A rose by any other name"...

- Well, it's somewhat a religious part

of an already religious country.

- Ruinin' good times for decent fun lovin' people,

that's what I call it.

Mary, Mary, Mary.

Well, Mary's not even a bad name.

Hey, we should ditch that car before somebody spots it.

- Yeah, I'm with you, man.

- I swear I can't make it.

(Bobby sighs)

(Bobby sniffs)

(sighs)

(Bobby sniffs)

(sighs)

(exhales heavily)

Yeah, fuck this guy, man.

What's takin' him so long?

Asshole.

(car alarm beeps)

(car door clattering)

(car door thuds)

(jazzy rock music)

(doorbell ringing)

- Hello, stranger, come on in.

I'm assuming you're with Detective Martin.

- Yeah, yeah, sorry for intrudin', you know.

- Hey, no apologies necessary.

You have to forgive your friend.

Him and the Governor are just reminiscing.

But they should be out for cigars in a moment or two.

- (scoffs) That prick said he was gonna be 10 minutes, tops.

- [Hector] Been a lot longer than that.

You might have to drive him as well.

- Hmm.

Yeah, I figured.

Well, I'm Bobby Lewis.

- Hi, Bobby Lewis, I'm Hector Torres.

- Yeah, nice to meet ya.

I'm gonna go inside and make myself a drink real quick.

- Yes, please.

Let's have a glass while you wait.

This is a late shift,

(canister top pops)

perhaps the latest of shifts, huh?

- Yeah, well, happens when you get in trouble, right?

It's those loud mouths on the North Side,

do you know what I mean?

- [Hector] Mmm hmm.

- Yeah, it's all right.

I'll be out of it soon.

- You troublemaker.

Hmm.

In this city I've found

that 10% of the police are decent enough,

5% are the real deal,

and the remaining 85,

they're sadistic bullies

with inferiority complexes

and most likely (sighs) very small cocks.

See, the majority of angry men are sexually unqualified.

I'd say nine times out of 10,

the angry personalities are just angry

because they cannot satisfy their partner sexually.

- Uh, (grunts), I mean yeah.

I never thought of it like that.

- Well, you should.

I am sure there are countless examples

at your place of work.

(Bobby grunts)

- Yeah maybe.

What do you do, Mr. Torres?

(Hector mimics guns firing)

- No?

I'm a competition shooter.

Trick shots and sharp shooting.

All that jazz.

- That's cool.

But (sniffs)

you can't make a lotta money doin' that shit though, right?

- Well, a bit here and there.

But you get to see the world,

beautiful people and places.

But what's kept me here

is the slightly more thrilling work.

- [Bobby] Yeah, what's that?

- Well, mostly working with this team

of other very talented, very gifted gunslingers.

And we're usually funded by the Governor.

He's a, ah, he's a good sport.

But well, anyway,

we steal things,

very expensive things.

(Hector laughs)

(hands clap)

That's priceless.

I'm kidding, Americano.

(speaking in foreign language)

You should have seen your expression,

a very (panting) perplexed detective.

- Yeah, you're a,

you're a regular comedian, Mr. Torres.

I don't know many funny Mexicans.

- From Spain actually, and gracias.

Would you like another drink while we wait?

- [Both] Shit.

- I'll take the bottle if you offered.

(speaking in foreign language)

And a mountain of powder, about yay high.

Hey, you know what I mean?

- [Hector] Mmm hmm.

(chuckles) See, I go to a bachelor party after this,

- All right.

- [Bobby] over at Madam Jin's House of Sin.

- Love it.

- [Bobby] Oh man, guess what?

- What?

- I don't think those girls are ready.

(Hector hisses) (Bobby laughing)

- This guy (laughing).

Well, drive safe, but all the strange rules

in this country, the laws.

You know, I've always been more intrigued

by the bizarre ones,

all over the globe, the strange rules.

You know that in Paraguay, to duel

is completely legal as long as both men

are organ donors?

(lively jazzy rock music)

- As long as you guys keep a low profile.

That's my only concern.

- All right, 40 minutes under two conditions.

One, not a sound comes from this room

and I mean as quiet as a church mouse.

And two, Patrice sits in on the talk.

- Oh come on, he'll just mess it up or slow me down.

(Victoria chuckles)

No offense, Patrice.

- Two conditions, my house, my rules.

- Come on, gentlemen,

let's get it moving. - All right, fine.

Fine, but it's my lead,

if you're ever--

- (clears throat) Excuse me, amigos,

just to keep us all abreast on the situation.

- [Victoria] What is it?

- We have a Tango Down.

- A what?

- Tombed up, taken out, popped, smoked,

iced, done in, offed, sent to the farm.

- You shoot someone?

- [Hector] I did.

- Who'd you shoot?

- [Hector] A detective named Bobby Lewis.

- What, from the window?

- [Hector] No, we were in the kitchen.

I was very clean.

- Wait, there was another one?

- Yeah, looking for this one.

There were two in the car, not one.

- Ah ha, you see!

I told you we shoulda checked earlier.

- Goddammit, show me.

(sighs) Well, I'll tell you right off the bat,

you're cleaning it.

- Oh.

Not even a thank you?

You know what?

I've decided to stop doing favors for you,

full stop, starting right now.

- Hey, Hector, I think you're the bee's knees.

- Oh, I feel like Jackson's being sarcastic.

- So what do you guys think?

- Oh (sniffs),

ah, it's nothin' we can't fix.

We'll just grab a tarp and move him to the bedroom

with his friend, okay?

- [Billy] Better not've wrecked the floor.

- We'll bag him, move him, wipe down the room.

- Well, thank you, Hector.

Thank you very much.

(Patrice sighs heavily)

- [Maddox] It's pretty clean though.

- Thank you.

I used my nine millimeter, low grain.

I was very considerate.

The rest of it should be somewhere in his lungs,

just like a little tiny pill, you know.

- Hmm.

So this one he was just tagging along.

- Yeah, Martin left him waiting in the car.

- Looks like 10 miles of bad road.

You sure he's on the level?

- Mmm, I don't know to be honest.

- Doesn't count out his friend in the other room.

- Okay, everyone, living room, five minutes.

(Victoria scoffs)

(lighter clicks) (bong bubbling)

Jackson.

Jackson.

- [Jackson] Yeah, I think it's a problem

with the power cord.

(Victoria scoffs)

Hey, Billy, do you got any electrical tape?

- Jackson, it's busted.

You're not gonna fix it

so sit down and pay attention.

- Fine!

- All right, (sighs) compadres,

here's where we're at.

We're a few hours shy of pick up

and we got two good old boys

that I'll be (chuckles) more than happy

to get out of our hair.

Way I see it, we all been having a little bit too much fun.

I'm counting myself in on that one.

It's true, right, we've been havin' a good time,

gettin' a little off track.

'Cause the way I see it,

we've had too many chiefs and not enough Indians.

So I'm Chief Geronimo and you're the Apache tribe.

From here on out,

this reservation's gonna run tip top.

So what that means is no more overenthusiastic scalping,

no further buffalo hunting,

slow down on the fire water,

and keep the peace pipes out on the deck.

- Well said.

That's a square deal.

No more flyin' by the seat of our pants.

- Exactly.

Once we get everything handled,

we can all hurry up and wait (chuckles).

Till then let's get it lined up.

So first things first, Maddox, why don't you

bring everything up from the basement

and prepare that room to what you see fit.

Hector, move Detective Lewis's body

into the soon-to-be interrogation room.

And once the body is moved, clean the area.

Billy, sit back and relax.

Patrice, Jackson, you're gonna come with me

and we're gonna figure out what to do

with this buckaroo's car.

Sounds enough like a plan to me.

So, any questions?

If it's about the TV,

you can go ahead and put your hand down.

(jazzy rock music)

All right, let's get started.

- All right, so where's everything located,

which closets, and do I need a key?

- No, no key.

Tarps and covers are in first closet,

chemicals are in that big metal, I don't know,

whatever you call it.

And I don't know, the rest of the stuff's easy to find,

painter's gear and everything.

- All right, cool, I'll be right back.

- Hey, hey, hey, can I ask you something?

Girl calls six times, doesn't leave a message,

what's the point there?

- (grunts) Some people just don't like leaving messages.

- That's the thing, she usually does.

- Well, don't get worked up, it's probably nothin'.

- Yeah, I hope so.

- What's her name?

- Hailey.

- Oh, that's a dumb girl's name.

She's probably at a party or a club or something.

Maybe she wants you to join her.

- Yeah, I hope so.

- What's she look like?

Whoa!

All right, well you should probably call her back.

Come on, come on, go.

- Okay, okay, okay, all right.

- Go.

Jeez.

Winner, winner, chicken dinner.

(door clatters)

- Tell us the good news.

- It's as good as it's gonna get.

- Okay cool, break it down.

- No GPS, no tracker, and they kept their phones in the car.

Checked through those and no calls made

within the timeframe so we are good to go.

- All right, so we drop it about eight or 10 blocks over,

a no-camera zone, ghost it back,

cut through some yards to break the trail,

get done lickity split.

- Dynamite.

I'll grab you some gloves and a shower cap.

- (chuckles) Whoa, whoa, hold your horses, buddy.

I'm not doin' it.

You're well versed in the subject.

You should do it.

- Fuck that.

My black ass is gonna get spotted immediately,

especially strollin' around this rich, white neighborhood.

- Yeah, right, any excuse, you just don't wanna do it.

- [Patrice] Of course I don't, kemosabe.

- Fuck it, I'll go.

One of you come with me

and we'll just look like a couple strollin' home.

- All right, perfect.

All right, you go, you guys

look like an excellent couple. (Patrice scoffs)

- [Patrice] (chuckles) You fuckin' with me?

- No, you guys look great together.

- That's worse than me going alone.

Nobody around here is gonna wanna see

a good lookin' Italian girl

hangin' out with a big black man with dreadlocks.

They'll call the cops on principle.

Probably think I'm tryin' to kidnap her or something.

- All right, all right, let's flip a coin

or do odds or evens or something.

- Rocks, paper, scissors.

- (chuckles) You kidding?

All right, okay, perfect, I'll crush you then.

Best two outta three?

- Fine, let's do it, amigo.

- Oh my God, I'm gonna fuck you up.

Ready?

- [Both] Rocks, paper, scissors.

(lighthearted jazzy rock music)

- [Patrice] So how long you been playin' poker?

- I don't play poker.

- [Maddox] Blackjack, baccarat?

That game James Bond used to play?

- No, I don't play cards or gamble.

- What, you never had a knack for it?

Some people got it, some people do it all the time.

- I'm not one of those people.

- You seem tired.

What happened?

What, did you get laid since last time we talked?

- [Danny] I don't know what else to tell you guys, okay?

You keep asking me the same fucking questions.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Just like to know whose pocket you reside in.

So you don't play cards,

you don't gamble?

- No, and I don't go to the Indian casinos

or the rooms downtown.

- So I call Red Ted Porter over at Lucky Jack's,

and ask him, hey, do you know a crooked,

dumb lookin' white cop

by the name of Danny Martin?

What do you think he's going to say?

- I think he'll say Danny who?

But you could always call him anyway.

- I could, couldn't I.

- Department keeps you well versed on the families, huh?

- No, just the money makers,

the Calvinos, the Morellos,

the Baydons, Galloways, Sinclairs.

- Well, you can knock the Baydons off that list,

(Maddox chuckles)

the whole kit and caboodle.

- Granted somewhat accidentally,

but good riddance to bad rubbish.

- Evil sons of bitches.

- Now, as savage as the Baydons were

in their funny white hoods,

they were still important types.

And when big, bad important types end up dead,

well, people tend to break routine

in order to get a jump on the changing market.

For example, stopping by on a Saturday

instead of the normal Thursday.

- Look, you guys are making this

into something that it's not, okay?

We called it a night

and then we hit up a bar for a beers.

And then I was gonna drop off the fucking tiramisu

and see if Billy wanted to have a quick drink.

- Oh, oh.

Well, ain't that a nice thought.

- How long you been drinking buddies with the Governor?

- Uh, off the top of my head--

- No, not off the top of your head.

Try the middle, behind the forehead,

where the brain is located.

Try that part.

- [Danny] Three years.

- And you don't gamble?

- I don't gamble and I don't play poker.

(Danny laughing)

(Maddox scoffs)

(all laughing)

Oh, oh yeah.

- What's the laugh for?

- Oh, uh oh,

look, I just, ooh.

I uh, I noticed earlier.

(laughs)

Yeah, I noticed earlier

that you guys,

you take your cues from the little girl.

You guys answer to the little Morello girl.

Well, I think that's cute.

Yeah, I think it's real fucking cute.

(Patrice and Maddox chuckle)

- [Patrice] Dude, I dare you to go say that to her face.

- [Maddox] So.

- [Patrice] Yeah, see just see how it works out for you.

- (sighs) You like sittin' still?

Good.

Why don't you sit there and act like a handcuffed statue.

We'll be back in a flash, Detective.

(sighs)

He's painting himself into a corner.

- I say we give him two minutes, then go heavy.

If he's got nothin' new to say,

then let's drop him and start breakin' it down.

- All right, let's do that.

Try it alone, five, 10 minutes each,

you then me, or me then you, back and forth,

throw out a different series of questions, confuse him.

- That dog won't hunt.

Two conditions, my friend,

no noise and me monitoring.

- Come on if you're worried, I'll start without you,

then take the tools outta the room.

I bet you I can get something in under 10 minutes.

Gentleman's bet, bragging rights.

- Braggin' rights?

- Yeah, well...

- [Patrice] 10 minutes.

(Maddox sighs)

- You, you're a head scratcher.

I don't know what to make of you.

I mean, I'm pretty convinced

you're a little liar, liar pants on fire.

(sighing)

You know, I keep an ear to the ground,

and I heard all the stories

about your little escapade

on the north side of town,

you and another detective,

that Bobby Lewis fellow.

(sighs) You know, call me sensitive,

but beating people to kingdom come

just for throwing a bit of lip,

I don't know, sounds a bit overenthusiastic.

I don't know, just my opinion.

(Maddox sipping)

Now, my point is,

you seem prone

to deceptive criminal behavior.

Vicious, greedy, uncreative.

And you, my fine feathered friend,

I don't know what to make of you.

So like I said,

you're a goddamn head scratcher.

I am confused and bewildered.

(Maddox sniffs)

Well, think I need a drink.

- [Victoria] The window is substantial.

I mean we could watch

some "Looney Tunes" (timer clacking)

with the time we got.

And gettin' an view on the outside system

is gonna give a lot more breathing room.

- Did we end up getting the layout on the lights?

- We did, and it's simpler than we thought.

Patrice can cut 'em at a hundred yards,

same with the motion.

But we're gonna switch 'em back when we're clear.

- I bet you're all picturin' that little red pouch.

- I'm picturin' that insanely complicated safe actually.

- So what do you think of the entry points?

Looks like three good ones in total?

- (sighs) From what I've read

and what the markups look like,

yeah, the three on the first are prime.

Anything else is gonna be too much noise.

- There's two on each entry point, 14 stages all together.

But it's all hunky dory after the first nine

so we can move through nice and easy.

- And no collateral damage while the Baydons

are getting drunk on Martha's Vineyard.

- Well, there's still eight sluggers on security.

And I hear that Baxter dude is a serious cat.

- Well, I doubt the Baydons are gonna bat an eye

for a couple of dead guards.

- Drop the van, pick up the second car

in a no-camera zone, drive it to the safe house,

and wait for the ride out.

- Yeah, the place needs to be off the books,

a low key type of area.

- So where's it gonna be, Billy?

We holdin' up in another basement of a massage parlor?

Or is it a strip club again?

- The safest and most secure of all locations

for this little dance number,

my summer home on Leonard Street.

- Right, nice.

It's still a place where you meet up with your hookers

but we'll take it, Billy. (all laughing)

- Yeah, prostitute jokes, I get it.

- All right, so outta Baydonhal at 11:20,

then to Leonard Street.

When's the pick up, and more importantly, who?

- Who indeed, 'cause I'm a bit less trusting,

especially with our cargo.

- Well, I was gonna surprise ya later,

but we got the bonafide exit strategy.

For the safe ride out,

you guys are gettin',

drum roll please,

(Patrice drumming)

Big Gus.

(Patrice mimics gun firing)

And he'll brief us in a minute.

He's just over there at the bar.

- Yeah, kids, how you doin'?

- [Maddox] It's an honor, sir.

- Yeah, okay, thanks.

- So Big Gus is gonna take us out at 4:30 a.m.

on the dot, no ifs, ands, or buts.

- I know it's a wait, but it's the only time he'll give ya.

- Got no problem with that.

- I always thought Big Gus would have a Hawaiian shirt,

and he does.

- I know, it's awesome.

- All right, guys, movin' on to the guards.

It's in the packet marked Baydonhal security.

(tense music)

- Couple hours before pick up.

(tongue clicking)

(suspenseful music)

Do you know who I am?

- [Danny] You're Maddox Pryor.

- What've you heard about me?

What's the word around the campfire?

- [Danny] You mean other than working for a woman?

- Yeah, other than that.

(Danny sighs heavily)

- I know about Hanging Bob Barclay,

Headless Jane, and the Felix brothers.

- (chuckles) Those are the exaggerated ones.

I mean I mighta hanged Barclay

but it wasn't in front of his family.

And as far as Jane goes,

the theatrics were all postmortem,

and well deserved.

But not the spooky monster huntin' stories,

do you know anything substantial?

- [Danny] Nothing.

- Here's a little something

between you, me, and the furniture.

Most everyone I processed had no idea when it happened,

and the few that did, well, they always had

a fighting chance.

I mean, it's the least I can do.

You understand?

- Yeah.

I think I do.

- Now, I'll do something for you.

I'll give you a fightin' chance.

If you promise to be as silent as the grave,

I'll cut you loose.

I'll cut you loose,

(straps clacking)

and if you can kill me,

then you just might be able to get the drop on the others

and save the day,

return home a battle hardened hero,

happy ending, fade out.

All right, to be honest, it's not gonna end well.

- (chuckles) Wow.

All right, that sounds really tough

and I like it, I like what you're sayin', I really do.

But you're not going to uncuff me.

Because I'd kill you,

and then I'd kill all your colorful friends.

(Danny spits)

- All right.

♪ Why don't you take a gamble ♪

♪ I'll be your casino ♪

♪ Why don't you take a gamble ♪

- You know, there's a lotta people

in this world (slow funky music)

that don't even have

the luxury of owning a working television.

- You should donate yours then.

- Goddammit, Hector, we're not talkin' about me.

We're talkin' about a politician

that doesn't even own a working television.

(Victoria chuckles)

Stay on track here.

♪ You think that I'm a winner ♪

♪ But I'll go back to Chico ♪

♪ Girl, I got the handle ♪

♪ Not like the (singing in foreign language) ♪

♪ I'll be your casino, casino ♪

♪ Casino, casino ♪

♪ I'll be your casino ♪

♪ Just gimme a sign ♪

♪ What's your deal, what's your deal ♪

♪ Gimme a sign ♪

♪ What's your deal, what's you deal ♪

♪ Gimme a sign ♪

♪ What's your deal, what's your deal ♪

♪ Gimme a sign ♪

♪ What's your deal, what's your deal ♪

♪ Ain't nobody gonna press ♪ (punch thuds)

♪ That light ♪ (Danny grunts)

♪ I'll cut a side ♪

(punch thuds) - (grunting) Good one.

(cup thudding and shattering)

(Maddox grunts)

(cup thudding and shattering)

(Maddox panting)

♪ Why don't you take a gamble ♪

♪ I'll be your casino ♪

♪ Just gimme a sign ♪

(ice clattering)

(ice clinking)

(Maddox inhales deeply)

- You know, I just wanna say, I don't think you guys

are trying to give me high blood pressure,

but you're certainly not helpin' it any.

To be honest, I think it's only good to hang out

with you young people in moderation.

- Aw, come on, you're in the prime of your life, man.

Don't let all the wrinkles, the outta shape body,

and the gray hairs get you down.

(men chuckling)

- [Patrice] Ooh, he's giving you the business.

- If you manage to stay sharp,

it'll happen to you some day.

All right, the situation at hand.

We got two bodies to dispose of,

a big platter of desserts to prepare,

and Big Gus coming to pick you little tykes up

in less than two hours.

Now, with everyone helping, this should be as easy as pie.

First off, Hector, do you need help on any of the dishes?

- Um, just show me where everything is

and I'll get started while you set the table.

- Perfecto.

Vic, how many do you need for the break down?

- I'll take Patrice and Maddox.

We're gonna need more tarps.

Jackson'll help with the clean up, too.

- (chuckles) What?

I didn't make the mess.

Why do I have to clean it?

- (chuckles) What's that old Mexican adage?

When the stars are out and the moon hangs low,

do what I tell you, Jackson,

or I'll put you through the fuckin' wall.

- Yep, got it.

Kinda hot.

- All right, we're not against the clock yet so don't rush.

Reconvene for desserts at 3:30.

(lively jazzy rock music)

- Dessert's are done.

Just gotta move some glasses to the table.

- The party on Martha's Vineyard's

probably in full swing by now.

- Yep, without the big bad Baydons.

- Italian weddings go all night, too.

- I don't like the idea of marriage,

but I like weddings, big party,

lotta dancin', lotta girls.

- [Billy] I'll be right back.

Gonna try Hailey again.

- You know, if you had a working television,

you wouldn't be all stressed out like this.

Guy's obsessed.

- He shouldn't be callin' her so much.

Does not look good.

- No, but I think he's just concerned.

He said she never does this.

But you're right, even if it's important or she's in danger,

still too many calls.

Seems very desperate.

- Yeah, needy.

Or maybe he's just really bored.

- Well, that could be fixed with a working television.

- Now, if she finally calls back

what should he do to recover?

- Nothin'.

He called too much.

He just shouldn't answer.

- As the only woman, I can expertly solve this dilemma.

- No offense, Vic, but you ain't exactly

the best example of a normal type woman.

(Patrice chuckles)

- Valid point.

- Can I ask you somethin'?

- [Victoria] We're not dating.

- (chuckles) Can't blame a guy for tryin'.

- No, no.

But I can beat the shit out of him

or throw him down a flight of stairs.

- Desserts are ready.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'll require the assistance

of one of you unskilled chefs

to bring some glasses to the table.

- Ooh, I'll do it.

- Okay, let's go.

Oye oh.

- Did you make any of that famous blueberry cobbler?

- Oh yeah, blueberry cobbler.

I also made chocolate cookies, a devil's food cake,

and an apple pie.

- Goddamn, Hector, this looks so good.

Choice stuff, (speaking in foreign language).

Real professional.

- Yeah, gracias, gracias.

Why don't we move these two first, huh?

The cookies?

The cookies! - Okay, sorry.

See, now is that hard to make?

(loud knocking)

(guns clicking and clattering)

(Hector sniffing)

Uh, hello. (insects chirping)

Who might I ask is knocking?

- [Slick Hair] Hey it's Detective Danny Martin.

Came by to see Billy.

- Oh.

Just a minute, Detective.

Be right down.

- [Slick Hair] Take your time.

It's no rush here. (insects chirping)

- It's a fucking detective with a pastry box.

- Deja vu if I've ever seen it.

We should let him in.

- Yeah.

This should be fun.

(slow somber rock music)

- So, Detective, how you doin' tonight?

Ooh, lemme guess, uh, tiramisu?

- No, rhubarb pie actually.

- [Hector] Ah.

- But sorry to drop by.

Just stopping in to see the Governor.

Sorry I didn't know I was interrupting a dinner party.

- Oh, no, no, no, it's fine.

It's not a dinner party.

We're just celebrating.

You can join us if you want to.

- Thanks but I can't stay.

Just wanted to give this to the Governor and say hi.

I'm Danny Martin.

- Oh, I'm Hector, this is Patrice.

- Detective Martin, Patrice Cooper.

Sorry, the Gov should be right out.

He's just in the bathroom.

Should be a minute.

We just got back from painting the town red.

- (chuckles) Very red indeed.

Hey, Patrice, why don't you show our new friend

to the drinks while I set the rest of this thing?

He must be thirsty.

(men chuckling)

- Night's been real fun, top notch,

couple of bars on Archer Ave,

and a big party on Lion Street.

So, we figure the night's still young.

Let's bring the party back here,

have some people over, you know what I'm sayin'?

- Yeah.

- Oh, jeez, where are my manners?

Meet my friends Maddox and Jackson.

Guys, please, meet Detective Daniel Martin.

- How ya doin'? - Cheers.

- Have a seat, Detective, take a load off.

Danny, can I offer you some bourbon?

- Oh, nothin' to drink for me thanks.

Can only stay a couple of minutes.

Pressed for time.

Gotta get back to the missus.

- (chuckles) The old ball and chain.

Well, Billy should be right out, I don't know.

He is a popular guy, huh?

- So, it's just the guys out tonight, huh?

- Pretty much, well sorta.

- We got a friend of the female persuasion.

- [Maddox] Bit of a tomboy actually.

- [Slick Hair] Yeah, well, where is she at?

- Somewhere around here.

I think she went to the basement for something.

- [Maddox] That's a nice pink pastry box.

- Thanks, my girlfriend owns a bakery.

It's around here actually.

- Oh, that's so nice.

Hey, Detective Martin, would you humor me for a second?

I got a question for ya.

- Well, I can get you outta some speeding tickets

but that's it.

(all laughing)

- Well, no, it's nothing like that.

(chuckles) It's just that,

well, earlier tonight,

you know, after the big party,

there were these two genuine article mother fuckers

that stopped by.

You know, at fire, I didn't believe 'em,

but they were the real McCoy types.

And, oh shit.

This one of 'em,

his name just happened to be

Detective Daniel Martin.

(slow somber rock music)

So, I'm guessin' Billy hired you.

(shoes clattering)

- I have eyes on the hallway.

- Backstabbing dirty little bastard.

- I mean, Billy was always greedy, but this is a step up.

This is clever, this is really fucking clever.

- That fuckin' snake in the grass.

I'll shoot him while he's on the phone.

- He was tryin' to call this unlucky bastard

and warn him about the situation

he fucking just walked into.

Probably tryin' to get him to change his cover

before he got here.

- Yeah, he only started pretending to call that Hailey

when the real cops showed up.

Some made up excuse, he made up the whole fuckin' thing.

- He's a slippery old bastard.

- It's a good fuckin' excuse.

A whore monger calling one of his whores.

- (chuckles) I mean, it's smart.

It's really fucking smart.

It's impressive, it's almost perfect.

- I'm gonna grab him.

Start getting shit together for waterboarding.

- Mmm, wait, no, no, no, not yet, not yet at least.

I mean, gentlemen, I can only assume

that between our five brains,

there is an infinite amount of techniques and methods

that we could show off and demonstrate,

but right now consider the situation.

All right, things aren't going too well

for our good old governor.

He remains unaware that his ace in the hole is dead

in a closet.

So, while we're all on the same page,

follow my lead.

(chuckles) Let's have some fun.

- [Maddox] And that's if we're talkin' beaches,

and I mean clear blue water,

palm tress, tropical birds types of beaches.

- [Jackson] I never seen the Pacific,

but bet it looks like the Atlantic.

(all laughing)

- Well, if you can travel, then travel,

don't take it for granted.

- [Jackson] I been to Juarez, Mexico.

- (scoffs) That's a landlocked city.

That's not even close to any beaches,

and it's bordering El Paso.

- Well, I had a fun vacation.

Some places are better than others.

- Yeah, and almost every place is better than Juarez.

(men laughing)

- I went to Sicily once.

I mean, it was to negotiate a deal with my cousins

so I didn't really see much.

- Actually, I was in Canada for two days,

but don't remember much of it.

- Well, we all know the only cosmopolitans here

are Hector and I, and I'll defer to his judgment

on any worldly travels.

- Gracias, gracias.

I think the best side of exploring

is when you go off the beaten path.

You're bound to find somewhere you really like

as long as you're willing to travel.

And sooner or later, you're gonna find a city

or a country that will fit your requirement.

For example, if we're talking about islands and water,

okay, so you have Maldives, beautiful,

Crete, Anguilla, or countless others.

But if you're into the opposite,

Libya is 99% desert.

Now, if you're looking for the most sexual country,

(tongue clicks)

bicky, bingy, bingy, bye,

I think that is Greece or Switzerland.

- Which one is it?

- [Maddox] Leave it up to preference or go to both.

(men laughing) - Exactly, exactly.

I mean, you could be more into the most populated city

in the world, (slow somber rock music)

which I think now is Bangkok, Thailand.

Of if you're into a much quieter,

less crowded location, there's Monaco.

- Move to the outside wall for guard five.

Hector holds position until--

- I drop number four on south lawn

and move to breach A.

- Then I hit five, set breach point B, wait for Jackson.

- Once A and B are primed, Patrice and I

will bring the van around to the front,

followed by Jackson with two and three's car.

Exterior cleared.

Jackson in position to Hector on Breach B,

Patrice and I on C at the front,

Maddox on A.

All locked.

Go live on signal, Juliet.

First three flashes,

Maddox in the kitchen drops guard six

clearing office and the dining room.

Second flash...

♪ Keep on to the acid rain ♪

♪ Keep on till they melt your ray ♪

♪ Oh ♪

- [Hector] Moving down.

Perfect, moving down.

(hand tapping)

Ready to move, (speaking in foreign language).

Let's go, let's go.

What the fuck, boy?

(man screaming)

- [Man] Ow!

Ow!

(men laughing) - It's true.

I've got all the decorations set up and everything.

- Well, there's these two churches in Greece

that celebrate Easter Sunday by shooting fireworks

at each other.

- [Jackson] What's that mean though?

(Maddox giggling)

- It means they celebrate (light drumming music)

Easter by shooting fireworks at each other.

- I think you're missing the point.

You got some quality entertainment,

you move in there, right down the street from 'em,

and you and watch it every year.

- Actually, actually, Billy and I

we were talking about retirement

to the late Detective Martin earlier in the living room,

you know, where to kick your feet up,

the whole topic, right?

- I wanna build a place somewhere real secluded,

like have a big stone gate,

maybe some sound deafening walls

so I can blow up whatever I want.

(all chuckling)

Maybe even like a secret entrance covered by a big rock

like Batman's Batcave.

- If that happens, I don't care where it is,

you're invitin' me over.

- [Victoria] I don't think that is gonna happen.

You know why?

- [Jackson] Why?

- 'Cause we got a backstabber in our crew.

This crazy sidewinder (light drumming music)

is fixin' to betray us.

Yeah, that's right I heard your plan, mister!

You twisted old son of a bitch.

- Dammit, you caught me!

I was gonna run off with the pouch all to myself,

that's right, after I betrayed my fellow compadres.

That is until you found out.

You're dangerous, little missy!

- Whoa!

After you betrayed us?

I see how it is.

- Yeah, I blast you guys, meet my crazy dame,

and we ride off into the sunset.

- Ooh, romantic and dramatic.

- Yeah, well, how's that gonna work?

(Patrice laughing)

Me and my gang had a plan!

Get the horses, follow the ride out of town,

and hit it there.

Then hop a train to the mountains.

- Well now, what?

That was my idea,

you slippery (speaking in foreign language)!

Except me and my gang of desperados were gonna high tail it

down to Mexico.

(speaking in foreign language)

- I make my escape after you eat

all the desserts I poisoned.

(all laughing)

- I think it'd be smarter to get a cop,

get someone to play a cop.

I mean, imagine if those two,

Detective Martin and the other one, Lewis?

Imagine they came in here ready to rock.

But they played it all casual.

Now, that would be a good surprise.

- [Maddox] That's pretty fuckin' brilliant.

- [Hector] Yeah, it is true.

And you could make it look like a visit.

- Mmm.

Actually, you only need one cop,

Detective Martin, for example.

'Cause then we'd just think he was comin' by

to see Billy or somethin'.

(men giggling)

- [Patrice] Yeah, I like that, I'm gonna stick with yours.

(hand thuds)

- Looks like we might have a winner

unless Billy can beat that.

- [Jackson] Yeah, Billy, what you got?

- Well um, well, I'd have some gunners

bust down the door

and then I'd head on down to Florida.

- [Hector] Hmm.

Uh, good, yeah, yeah.

But not as good as the Detective Martin thing.

- [Jackson] Yeah, that's real polished.

- Oh, hey, runnin' low again.

Well, back to the watering hole.

- No, relax, enjoy.

I'll get another.

- No, no, no, it's fine.

I'm not that old.

I may be a little long in the tooth

but I can still carry champagne.

- You tell 'em.

Only as old as you feel, right?

- Exactly, I'm blessed and highly favored.

(Victoria chuckles)

- Hey Patrice, have you told them

the pizza guy story?

(Patrice laughs)

- [Patrice] Oh yeah, that's funny shit.

All right, so...

Street, so, he's probably rolling around

in something different now,

like a, I don't know, Chinese delivery

or like an ice cream truck. (all laughing)

- That's crazy, man.

I like that name, too, Reggie Rokk.

- Hey, Billy, you hear that story?

The pizza guy cover?

Rokko dude from Charlestown.

- Yeah, Patrice told me awhile ago.

- Yeah, I wish a pizza place was open right now.

(Victoria chuckles)

- You know what I was thinkin' about?

The uh, what do you call 'em now,

the newly deceased Baydons.

I mean, they may have been Klan lovin' savages,

but they were a tough gang.

I mean, they had some real heavy hitters.

- [Patrice] Amen to that.

- Salud.

- I mean a few of 'em were real contenders.

- That guard Richardson,

(faint tense music)

or that giant one Russell,

I still can't believe how fast he was.

- (chuckles) Well, what I was thinkin' was,

so the Baydons go to their yacht club,

and the drivers bring their cars back to the house.

Well, (sighs) then we show up,

and low and behold,

the big surprise. (suspenseful music)

Fact is the Baydons went to dinner and came back,

no yacht trip across the waters,

no lavish wedding on Martha's Vineyard.

So way I see it is either they up and decided

against going to the wedding at the last second,

they didn't RSVP.

Or hell, maybe they weren't even invited.

- What do you mean?

- Like the guest list, the RSVP,

they weren't genuine.

- Not authentic, doctored, fake.

- [Billy] But the yacht club dinner reservations,

what about them?

I don't understand.

- I'm not talking about dinner reservations.

I'm talkin' about the wedding and that guest list.

- If there's a single suspicion,

we must analyze, scrutinize, and examine.

- 'Cause I gotta wonder and I'm sure you do, too,

why someone would want to forge a guest list,

an RSVP list to a wedding (chuckles).

- I think you're barking up the wrong tree on that theory.

- Well, I think there's no fool like an old fool.

- You just insulted a governor.

(Victoria laughing)

- I just insulted a governor.

Now I'm questioning one.

(fast drumming music)

(Victoria laughing) (punch thudding)

(tense music)

(suspenseful music)

What's the deal, banana peel?

You know, we don't mind shootin' up the Klan,

but to be given false information,

to be sent into the crossfire like that.

Oh jeez, I don't know.

It sounds to me like you had a plan.

- [Billy] Stop.

Stop this now, take it and leave,

and there'll be no reaction,

no police, nothing at all.

- Well, no one could say you weren't funny.

- That was a very slow pull.

Your face gave it away a long time

before your hand even touched the gun.

(Victoria chuckles)

- I pulled in defense.

I only reached to stop the crazy shit that Vic was saying.

I pulled in defense.

- You pulled in defense

and yeah, in a matter of speaking it was defense.

It was more of a preemptive shooting.

- Caught with your pants down.

- Listen, just untie me so we can talk like businessmen.

- [Hector] Brilliant politician.

- I assume by now you already figured out

that we met your slick-haired pal.

Goddamn mercenary.

But I bet you paid him a pretty penny

for a five-man job, huh?

Oops.

(chuckles) See, we were already suspicious.

And I mean your calls to Hailey didn't help your case.

And then this Slick Hair shows up,

just put the final nail in the coffin.

- Gotta hand it to you, Billy.

His cover, (sighs) genius.

I woulda thought it was the real one.

Had damn near every angle covered,

almost every angle.

Those unexpected hazards of working in the field.

(Victoria laughing)

- Yeah, so we wanted to watch you squirm a bit,

We wanted to see how you would hold up.

And sure enough, you showed all your cards,

and you got yourself a little raspberry.

- Listen, nothing was going to happen

to anybody, nothing physical.

Do you think he was meant to kill anybody?

(scoffs) Come on.

You're my team.

I've known you all since you were pups.

(pants) No one was going to be hurt.

- Oh, not hurt.

Just robbed of what we earned?

- But you caught all the angles.

You saw it coming.

You guys, honestly,

you're the best group of operators

on the East Coast,

fuck, the whole country,

north and south,

the whole two continents and then some.

You guys have come a long way

and you can go even further.

Sky's the limit.

- "Sky's the limit."

I like that.

You know what I think?

I think I'm gonna cut

your head off. (eerie music)

- Calm down.

Don't be stupid. (tense music)

Out of all the things, you can't kill a governor.

Just untie me and leave with the pouch.

- Billy, do you think we're gonna believe

a fucking word you say?

- [Jackson] (scoffs) If his lips are movin', he's lying.

- If I die, you'll bleed for weeks.

Do you understand the ramifications

of even just threatening me,

let alone what you're thinkin' of doing?

- It's very hard to throw your weight around

when you're cuffed to a chair.

(Billy sighs)

- I'll indulge you, Mr. Elected Official.

Any power you had was from the state,

its fuckin' municipal workers and courts.

You got the government backing you.

Congratulations.

Now, if you look around the room for just a fucking second,

you might notice, the government ain't here.

- Just five fire-breathin' sons of bitches

that wanna thank an old friend for being such a good host.

- I couldn't have said it better myself, Patrice.

Duct tape please.

- [Maddox] With pleasure.

- I'm just gonna go ahead and apologize in advance

for your beautiful summer home.

Obviously we're gonna have to burn it down,

fingerprints and such, sorry.

All right, (grunts) Governor Billy Donovan.

First things first,

I just wanna say--

(alarms beeping)

- [Jackson] Yep, 4:30.

- Time flies, huh?

- Check if he's here.

- He's here.

Fuckin' dynamite!

- Big Gus, ooh, professional bastard.

You gotta love him.

- Wait, you think he can give us like 10 minutes?

- It's worth a shot.

- You go ahead and ask.

- With pleasure.

- Wait.

He might need some convincin'.

- Hey, Billy, don't you go anywhere.

(door thudding)

(sniffs) 10 minutes?

- Zero minutes, little buddy.

Tell the team, it's now or never.

(door thuds)

- [Jackson] Five minutes.

- Yes, come on! - We've got five minutes.

- [Men] Woo.

- [Patrice] Fuck yeah.

(Jackson laughing) (Patrice exhales heavily)

Kick this off.

It's on.

- Hey, Patrice.

I got a good idea you might like.

It's very effective.

(Victoria chuckling)

I want your opinion on it.

- Well, after you, Doctor.

- This is very exciting, very electric, hoo ah!

(Jackson laughing) (drumsticks clacking)

(lively drumming music)

- (sighs) Five minutes.

Oh, that is practically a lifetime.

(all laughing)

(lively funky rock music)

(lively drumming and cymbals music)