03x02 - I Said No, No, No

[bunniefuu]

[Ray] Previously on Hightown...

- [Owen] Come here.
- Now what you boys want?

- [g*nsh*t]
- Go!

[Ray] I'm thinking Owen Frawley.

- Up and coming dealer.
- Shane Frawley's nephew.

You take second lead, all right?

Nephew's bringing some heat.

You gotta do what you gotta do.

How can I help you, officer?

- I'm here for some gear.
- Well, come on in.

[Ray] Hey, your pee test lady
is here.

[Ronda] You and the other girl
checked in Saturday.

- What girl?
- She can't remember sh*t.

It's a two-day blackout.

Renee? Oh, my God.
What are you doing here?

Actually,
could you give me a job?

I can't believe
you finally called me.

Soon I'm gonna ask you
to do some things for me.

- Is that okay?
- Yeah.

Hi, I'm Sarah Keegan.
I was told to report to you.

[Jackie] They found my car
in Fall Brook.

Do you know who the girl is?

I just need
to know what happened.

[The Textones' "Vacation"]

♪ I thought a lot of things
About you ♪

♪ I stayed awake
Just thinking about you ♪

♪ But now I'm away ♪

♪ You had to stay ♪

♪ Tomorrow's a day of mine ♪

♪ That you won't be in ♪

♪ I tried to say
I was just having fun ♪

♪ But I really knew
That you were the one ♪

♪ And now that I'm gone ♪

♪ I see I was wrong ♪

♪ I should have known
All along ♪

♪ That time would tell ♪

♪ A week without you ♪

♪ I should forget ♪

♪ Two weeks without you ♪

♪ And I'm still thinking about
The things that you said ♪

♪ Vacation
Just another love-in ♪

♪ Vacation
I hope you love me ♪

♪ Vacation
Would you think of me? ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I think I'll leave
Without saying goodbye ♪

♪ I think that you know
The reason why ♪

♪ What if I was to stay? ♪

♪ Would things turn out
Some other way? ♪

♪ I'll never know anyway ♪

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[lock clicks, door opens]

You know, only junkies and cops
knock like that.

You know? And lookie here.
We got a twofer.

Petey, come on. Open up.
I gotta...

[yelling]

Jesus, is that
a f*cking bayonet?

Family heirloom.

Well, not my family.

Got it as payment.

It's worth a lot
of f*cking money.

Man, put that thing away
and let me in.

[laughs]

Come on, baby.

Come on, baby. Come on.

Come on, baby.

[sighs]

[grunts]

So...

what you want, your usual?

No, I'm not here to score.

You know this girl?

Yeah, but not as good
as you, obviously.

You two looked like you were
getting pretty friendly.

I met her here?

Jesus Christ, woman.
Yes, you met her here.

And then you two took off.

Who is she?

Why should I give you
what you want

when you never give me
what I want?

Come on, dude.
I'm never gonna f*ck you.

You know her or not?

Nice. Really nice.

Come on, man, um,

I'm actually worried
about her, okay?

I think something
might have happened.

Fine. Her name is Veronica.

Thank you. Veronica what?

Veronica who-the-f*ck-knows?
She's a working girl.

She... I met her through a dealer
that I do business with.

All right, what's her number?

Check the net. New Back Page.

I think that's
where she sells her wares.

Okay. All right.

Cool, thank you. I gotta run.

Hey, since I'm here, I might as
well pick something up

- for after work.
- [security door buzzes]

[guard]
There are two coming your way.

[security door slams]

Hi, Frankie. How are you?

Better now.

Did you bring it?

- Yeah.
- [Frankie] Okay.

I want you to reach
under the table

and place it on my knee.

Okay.

[grimaces]

♪ ♪

[clears throat]
Good girl.

What is it?

It's just...

could I get in trouble for this?

Yeah. A lot of trouble.

Is that a problem for you?

I've just never really done
anything bad.

And what has that gotten you?

Nothing.

I live with my grandmother.

I've never gone anywhere.

I-I don't have friends.

I don't have kids.

I don't...

I don't have anything.

[Frankie] Well, you have me.

And if you let me,
I'll give you everything.

[voice shaking]
I want that so bad.

Even if it means
more bad things?

I'll do anything.

Hi.

- [Renee] Hi.
- Oh, you cooking?

What is this, a mirage?

[chuckles] Ha ha.

[grunts]

I'm making you breakfast.

'Cause you've been working
really hard lately

- and I'm proud of you.
- Aw, come on.

[Renee] It's true.

I know I've been on you
about being home,

but it's not really fair.

I mean, you're a cop,
not a banker.

So...

we're good.

You are amazing.

You know, I'm working on this,
uh, really big case right now.

And I could use the headspace.

Yeah, no problem.

I, uh, asked my mom
to help out a little, so...

Good idea.

This is so good.

[Lou] Homeboy's body was stuck
in the Exit 11 sign.

- Not on, in. [chuckles]
- [Alan] Yeah.

You miss any of that?

Hell no.

Retirement is great.

I'll bet.
[chuckles]

Is that what you wanted
to talk about?

- Hell no.
- [chuckles]

I just, um... I brought you out
so we could, uh,

talk and expand my network.

Bullshit.

You invited me out
to bitch about Ray Abruzzo.

[both chuckle]

You can read me that well, huh?

Yep.

Yeah, man.

I've taken a lot
of his bullshit over the years.

And I mean I've taken a lot.

But once they gave him my spot
on dirty side...

I don't know, man.

Unbelievable.

Can you imagine
if it was either of us?

sh*t.

And now that he's back,
he's calling his own sh*ts.

Yeah. The captain says
I have to pull back

on the only suspect I have
from this Lil Sal m*rder

to make way
for this Frawley case.

You want my advice?

Please.

[sighs]
There's not a damn thing

you can do about it.

Well, tell me
how you really feel.

He's never gonna change.

But that's the good news.

He's never gonna change.

He's gonna mess up
again and again.

But you?

You're the guy who's keeping
Frankie Cuevas in prison.

That's your winning ticket.

[Ray] All right, guys,
starting today,

these are our new targets,
Shane and Owen Frawley.

Now, you guys know Shane.

He's an old-school mob prick
from Southie, post-Whitey era.

Little Owen here played
Triple A ball in Worcester.

He got dropped from the team
for selling PEDs

and assaulting a teammate.

Kid sucks.

So, uh, you got
your operational plans

in front of you.

You have all the new targets
in there,

but I want you
to take a special look

at our old friend Osito.

We believe he has been
supplying the Frawleys.

Or at least he was
until we took out New York.

So in this scramble for product,

we want to capitalize
on the chaos.

You guys got your assignments.
Oh, one more thing.

This is Sarah Keegan.

She's our new undercover
on this operation.

No one communicates with her
unless I say so.

Be safe out there, guys.
Let's go get them.

[claps]

Jackie, I want to take
Sarah out to get

the lay of the land.
I want you with us.

So Jackie, Sarah.
Sarah, Jackie.

- What's up?
- Hi.

Great. Let's go.

Guess what time it is, Agent?

I mean, it's only been,
like, a day.

[lab tech] That's why
they call it random.

Hey, don't worry about it.
We'll wait.

[The Beaches' "Bad Behavior"]

[singer] ♪ Her curse words
In Russian ♪

♪ You used to share
Who you liked ♪

♪ Getting away from the cops ♪

♪ ♪

This has to be getting old
for you.

Can you take a seat
at your desk?

Why? What's wrong?

Just take a seat, please.

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

[Osito] Great car.
Definitely one I'd go for.

Okay.

What up, fool?

Boy didn't show.

I'd love to take you
for a test drive.

Let me grab the keys
to the Cayenne.

- [Owen] Mm.
- [engine roars, tires squeal]

Whoo!

Handles like a f*cking Masi,
bro.

God damn.

- German engineering.
- [horn honking]

Go the f*ck out of the way!

So what happened, bro, huh?

Had a minor setback.

- [tires screeching]
- [pedestrian] assh*le!

How about you sit back
on my f*cking d*ck?

Huh?

Move out of the way, you snatch.

You know,
if you don't got product,

you're just a used car salesman.

I can get product.

I just need you
to step the f*ck off

and give me a minute
to get my business sorted out.

[Owen] Alls I'm saying is,

leave a hole,
it's gonna get filled.

Circle of life.

I'm sure it's all good.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Yeah. I'm sure.

Jackie, can we talk to you
for a second?

[door closes]

[Smith]
Do you know why you're here?

No idea.

You tested positive
for marijuana.

Wait, what?
I don't... I don't smoke weed.

- So the test was wrong?
- Yes. Yes.

Did you or did you not
use marijuana while employed

by the Massachusetts
State Police?

I did not. That test is f*cked.

And I don't work
for State Police.

- I'm a federal agent.
- [Smith] That's it.

This experiment is over.

You're your agency's
problem now.

What does that mean?

It means you're off the unit.

What the f*ck? Over weed,
which is f*cking legal?

- Jackie...
- You know Frankie Cuevas

wouldn't be in prison right now
if it wasn't for me?

And you know who would be?
Charmaine Grasa.

[laughs]

So that's what you get
for putting two females

in the field together,
huh, Lieutenant?

That's enough.

You'll turn over your g*n
and badge now.

f*ck this, man.

- Now!
- [Ray] Let's talk

- about this later.
- God damn it.

- What the hell, Jackie?
- What the hell what?

- I didn't do anything.
- Yeah, actually, you did.

- You smoked some weed.
- I told you I didn't.

And you went in there and
you got an attitude with the LT?

You drop some F-bombs on him?

[Jackie]
Yeah, 'cause he's a d*ck.

[Ray] Yeah, he's the d*ck
who wanted to get rid of you

since the Charmaine thing.

And I f*cking went to bat
for you.

I got you off desk duty.

I look like
the f*cking assh*le now.

Yeah, well,
f*ck you very much too.

Jackie. Jackie!

[indistinct radio chatter]

If it really is just weed,
we got wiggle room here.

Now, you gotta learn
how to play the LT.

And that was not it.

So you want me
to talk to him for you?

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

So why don't you just go home
and cool off.

Yeah, okay.

Okay. But hey.

I'm gonna need
your g*n and badge.

- Are you f*cking serious?
- Please.

Do not make this any harder
than it already is.

[drawer slides open]

[Patty]
[whispers] No... Jackie.

Jackie, I'm sorry.

My husband gave me gummy bears.
I had no idea.

f*ck.

[Renee] You got it?

- Hi.
- Right, come here.

- Ohh.
- Got my earring.

- Oh, let go.
- Okay, okay. Careful.

Frankie Jr. is gonna be
a good boy

and help take care
of his sister.

- Right, bud?
- Yes, Mommy.

Hasn't been that long
since I took care of a baby.

I just watched them yesterday.

Right?

[Renee]
[sighs] All right, love you.

All right, baby, I love you.

Okay. Thank you.

By the way, where you going
all dressed up

two days in a row?

Don't worry about it, Ma.
Crazy week.

[Callie] Oh, okay.

Come on, baby.

Come on, buddy. Let's go.

[knocks on door]

Mornin', ma'am.

I don't know
if you remember me...

I remember you.

You hungry?

[pan sizzling]

[Ruth]
So what're you here for?

I'm looking for Charmaine.

Haven't heard from her
in a while.

If you're asking
if she's locked up,

then the answer is no.

But if you're asking
if she's cooperating,

you should know better.

That's not what I'm asking.

The business in New York,
it's a real problem for me.

I need to find a new source
to keep things up and running.

And I need
my water heater fixed,

but you don't see me
complaining.

I'll send one of my guys over.

What else you need?

The Grasas have always
looked after me.

Least I could do
is pay that back.

We've been leaning on New York
for a long while.

We struggling too.

I know Wayne's gonna work
something out,

but it's gonna take some time.

[sighs deeply]

I ain't gonna lie to you.

Time is something
that I don't have much of.

Well then, I guess there's
nothing more I can do for you.

You want a plate to go?

I, uh, overheard you
going to bat for Jackie.

Are you guys close?

What you think it is
we're doing out here?

- An undercover operation.
- Exactly.

So why don't you
stay focused on that?

- Yes, sir.
- [Ray] I'm not here

to be your friend, I'm not here

to chitchat with you.

I'm here to make sure
you stay safe.

- You got it?
- Got it.

[Ray] You know, it's really
not that hard to buy dr*gs.

A circus monkey could do it.

You want something,
and they wanna give it to you.

So just be yourself,
but different.

Yes. Be myself.

But also a circus monkey.

One more thing.

You're cute,
so guys are gonna wanna

give you stuff for free,
but you can't take it.

You gotta pay for it,
or else it's gonna mess up

- the chain of evidence.
- Mm-hmm.

Yo, what's your name?

- Kayla Walker.
- No, it's not.

It's not.
It's Sarah.

You don't give yourself
a fake first name

'cause you forget it.

You're gonna f*ck up day one.

Be yourself.

I want you to be the same,
but different.

Fine. I'm Sarah Walker.

Where you from, Sarah Walker?

Springfield.

But, uh, I just graduated
from Florida State,

number two party school
in America.

What you doing
on the Cape, then?

Oh, I'm just here
for the summer, vibin',

staying at a friend's
parents' place.

- You working?
- [Sarah] Not right now.

[softly]
I'm on disability.

You look good to me.

Not in here.

All right. All right.

sh*t.

God damn it.

[soft dramatic music]

[typing]

Massachusetts. Cape Cod.

Fiona. Crystal. Miranda.

All right, Veronica. Got you.

- Okay.
- [phone clicks]

- [number pad beeping]
- 5-5-0-1-6-4.

[line ringing]

- [line clicks]
- Hello?

[can opens]

- [line beeps]
- Hello? What the f*ck?

[line ringing]

[line beeps]

What the f*ck?

Oh, sh*t.

Emma.

Emma, Emma, Emma.

[number pad beeping]

[line ringing]

[voicemail]
Your call has been forwarded

to an a*t*matic
voice message system.

- [beep]
- Hi, Emma.

I'm looking to party.
Call me back.

I can meet you any time,
anywhere.

[knock at door]

[Ed] It's Ed!

[softly]
f*ck.

f*ck, f*ck.

[shouts]
Uh, give me a sec.

Uh, one second, one second.

[bottles rattling]

Hey, what's up?

[clears throat]
What're you doing here?

Banana bread from Linda.

- She says hi.
- [door closes]

I got a call from Ray.

Said you failed your drug test.

Yeah. No, it's just a...
it's a misunderstanding.

I'm clean. I've been clean.

[scoffs]
No, you haven't.

You've been partying
since at least Christmas.

How the hell would you know?
Huh?

Because that's how long
you've been avoiding me.

[softly]
f*ck.

I'm sorry.

It's just... you know.

I'm off the unit.

Ray says he's gonna try
to fix it, but...

[laughs] It's like
I'm in a f*cking time warp.

[laughs]

So you just gonna sit around
feeling sorry for yourself?

Or are you gonna get up
off your ass

and go to a f*cking meeting?

I'm not going
to a f*cking meeting.

- I got too much going on.
- [Ed] Right.

You can't go to a meeting.

You're so busy
getting yourself fired.

Jesus.
Okay, I can go to a meeting.

I just don't want to.

I'd rather stick a fork
in my eye.

What happened?

You used to go all the time.
You loved those meetings.

Well, I used to think
that I could change.

But now I don't even
wanna try, man.

I'm just not ready for all that.

[Ed] Well, maybe you don't
have to be ready.

I don't want to think
about my sobriety, Ed.

I got too much sh*t going on.
I really do.

I got, like,
some major sh*t going on.

- What kind of sh*t?
- [splutters] f*ck.

It's too long to explain.

Somebody needs help.

And-and I feel like I'm the one
who needs to help them.

Come on.

Just one meeting.

I'll be your chauffeur.

I brought the Caddy.

- I do like the Caddy.
- I know.

Come on.

[phone ringing]

I'm sorry. I gotta take this.

Hell... uh, hello?

You left me a message?

[Jackie] Yeah, hi, Emma.

I was wondering
if I could see you.

Where could we meet?

I'm in Fall Brook.

Me and some of the girls
are headed to the Cape tonight.

We'll be at the Seaberry on 28
in Harwich.

That work for you?

Is Veronica gonna be with you?

Veronica's, um...

she's not available.

Do you want someone else?

No. Just you then.

[Emma] Okay, eight o'clock.

I'll text you a room number
when I get there.

It'll be $200.
Cash or a Visa gift card.

- Okay. Okay.
- [Emma] Sweet.

[phone clicks]

So something just came up.

I gotta hit the road soon.

- Right.
- [Jackie] I'm sorry.

- Maybe we can raincheck?
- Oh, sure.

Still gonna hit
that meeting tonight?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Or tomorrow.

I just don't know
what you're looking for

from this thing,
but I hope you f*cking find it.

Give me a call sometime, Jack.

[door slams]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[Callie]
Come on, we're almost there.

[grunts]
Ow, Jesus.

[Frankie Jr.]
Ow, it's pinching my finger.

[Rachel] Looks like you got
your hands full.

- Let me help you out.
- [Callie sighs]

- Oh, my God.
- [Rachel chuckles]

Thank you so much.

No problem. I'm Rachel.

I nanny for the Johnsons
down the street.

Oh, right. The Johnsons.

I'm looking for more hours.

So, uh, let me know
if you ever need some help.

[baby coos]

Even though you're
obviously doing great, Mom.

[chuckles]
I'm not their mother.

But, uh, do you have, like, a...
like, a card?

- Or can I get your number?
- Yeah.

[Callie] Okay, great.

[singer]
♪ First thing's first ♪

♪ Gonna get this work
Light work ♪

♪ Thumbin' through this paper
Like a clerk ♪

♪ Shorty don't flirt ♪

♪ Pull up on her
Like, skrrt ♪

♪ She gonna pop like a Perc ♪

♪ Make it rock
Make it twerk ♪

♪ Made my part so fire... ♪

Uh-uh.

Your labia was sticking out.

You know the rules.

Backstage. Grab some tape.

Thank you.

[Donna]
No, that can't be right.

I ordered two cases, not four.

- [delivery guy] Okay.
- Renee, can you run

to the back office and get me
last month's order?

The office?

Yeah. You remember
where we keep

the order slips, right?

Mm-hmm.

[door closes]

[uneasy music]

♪ ♪

[pounding on door]

- [g*nsh*t]
- [Renee] f*ck!

[Jorge groans]

[screams]

♪ ♪

You find it?

Yeah.

It looks different in here.

[Donna] They painted,

ripped out the floor,
everything.

I mean, they had to.

There was, like, bodily fluids
in here, you know?

Oh, yeah. No, I know.

Um...

But this...

this is beautiful.

Sergeant Saintille?
Trooper Cooper.

What's up?

I brought in
your person of interest.

Who we talking about?

Oh, uh...
[clears throat]

Chanice Bailly. From Jamaica.

Trooper Cooper, my man.

- Where is she?
- Interrogation room, sir.

♪ ♪

[door closes]

[Chanice] I'm sorry.
I usually don't drive so fast.

I was late to me shift,
and they dock our pay.

- And, I...
- What's your name?

Chanice Bailly.

B-A-I-L-L-Y?

Mm-hmm.

Ma'am, do you realize
you have the exact same name

as a woman wanted
in questioning for a m*rder?

No, I don't know
nothin' about that.

Look, I will pay
for the ticket, I swear.

Okay. Okay. All right.

Let's start again.

I'm Detective Alan Saintille.
I know you're scared.

But I can't help you
unless you help me.

Now, I do not think
you are Chanice Bailly.

And I don't think you wanna be.

[sighs]

I got fake papers
to come here and work.

And that's the name he gave me.

[Alan] Who?

The immigration lawyer.
Mr. Green.

Everybody goes to him
for papers.

He costs too much.
But what choice do I have?

This is who I'm looking for.
You know her?

No, sir, I don't.

Here, do me a favor.

Write down
that lawyer's information.

Let her go.

And keep an eye out
for more Chanice Baillys.

You got it?

Okay.

[Ray] This all used to be
Cuevas territory.

Looks like it's under
new management.

- Check it out.
- [rap music playing]

Looks like a target to me.

[Ray]
Now we only use marked bills

'cause it saves our ass
in court.

But we don't have to worry
about that

because you're not making
an arrest.

Just here
to ingratiate yourself.

All right?
You're gonna go in.

You're gonna buy a few Oxys.
Keep it simple.

You're not Serpico, okay?

Who?

Uh, never mind. Just...

I'ma call you.
Keep your line open.

I'll be listening
the whole time.

- You all right?
- [seatbelt clicks]

♪ ♪

[rap music gets louder]

What up?

Hello?

You know where I could score
some Oxys?

Who are you?

Never seen you around before.

Well, I just got here.
I'm down for the summer.

Look, dude, I'm hurtin'.

Can you help me out or what?

What do you want?

Mm, I don't know
the prices here.

You know,
what can I get for $100?

[Fitzy]
That'll get you four OC80s.

But we gotta run to my car.

No.

No, no. Don't get in the car.

- [Sarah] Cool.
- [Fitzy] All right.

[whispering]
Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Stupid.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Give me the money.

- [blade snicks]
- All of it.

- Wallet and phone, too.
- You're robbing me?

- Aw, f*ck. f*ck!
- [engine revs]

- Man, that's really f*cked up.
- That's how it goes

in motherfuckin' Hightown,
bitch.

Okay. Fine.

Jesus.

- [pepper spray hisses]
- Ahh! f*ck!

God.

f*ck, f*ck!
Ah, sh*t, it hurts!

[tires screech]

[Sarah] Oh, sh*t.
sh*t, that hurts.

Hey, get on the f*cking ground
right now.

Get out of the f*cking car.
Get on the f*cking ground.

Get on the f*cking ground
right now.

State police.

You, stay on the f*cking ground.

You're under arrest, too.
You hear me?

Jesus, f*ck.

[coughs]

[door closes, opens]

[door closes]

[person 1 chuckles, sniffs]

[person 2 snorts, giggles]

[clears throat]

- [stall door unlocks]
- [sighs]

[stall door bangs]

Hey, sorry, Renee.

Yeah, you wanna hold back,
Taffy?

[door closes]

Hey. What were you two doing?

What do you think?

I think that you were
blowing lines in here

when you're supposed to be
making money out there.

Except I sold him the coke.

So I'm making money in here,
too.

I don't give a sh*t what you do

unless you're selling coke
in my club.

Then I give a sh*t.

Every dime you make in here
the club gets a piece of.

If you're asking for a kickback,
just say so.

Yeah, I'm not asking
for a kickback

on your skeezy little lines
of baking soda, okay?

Why you being a bitch?

If you have better coke to sell,

sign me up.

[door opens]

[engine rumbles]

- [wrenches clicking]
- [hip-hop music playing]

Hey.

What up, brother?

Might be some lean times soon.

Came to check how far
you think you can stretch

what you got on hand.

Guess, maybe a day or two.

I didn't ask you to guess.
I asked you to check.

♪ ♪

- So what else is up?
- [gate opens]

- Chillin'.
- [gate closes]

One day of product?
You ain't think to call me?

You ain't worried about
runnin' out?

Nah, just...

heard you had a lot going on.

That's-that's what you heard,
hmm?

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Or maybe you think the re-up
is coming from somewhere else.

[Snoopy] Yo.

Yo...

yo, O, man, come back.

What I say?

[engines rumbling]

[person] Got it. Oh!

On the rail.

You and me need to talk.

Sure. Come on in.

You want a ice cream?

No?

I'ma say this sh*t one time.

You stand down or there's
gonna be consequences.

Well, that's some strong words.

Thought you and Owen was gonna
start supplying the Cape,

go to my boys on my blocks,

and start filling my orders.

But it's not gonna go that way.

And if you keep this sh*t up,

I promise you won't like
what happens next.

O, relax.

I don't need you catching
a heart att*ck.

There's no need
to get worked up.

f*ck that slick sh*t.
Tell him to back the f*ck off.

I may be an old dog,
but you come in here,

you start tossing
threats around,

you should know
I remember all the old tricks.

I don't want v*olence.

But if it's me against you,
it's gonna be me.

Believe that.

Back the f*ck off my blocks
and my boys

or there's gonna be w*r.

You're awfully young
to speak about w*r, son.

♪ ♪

[Ray] Hey, hey, hey.
It's Albert Fitzgerald.

So, what do they call you
on the street?

- Fitzy.
- [Ray] Okay, Fitzy.

You got an open warrant
for failure to appear in court.

And now we got you
for assaulting a police officer

with a deadly w*apon.

You know Trooper Keegan, right?

- [door closes]
- Hey, Fitzy.

f*ck.

Yo, man, just tell me
what you want.

- You in a hurry?
- Nah.

I just know how this sh*t works.

If you didn't want nothing,
I'd be in a cell.

What do you know
about Shane Frawley?

I know f*ck all
about Shane Frawley.

[Ray]
What about his nephew Owen?

Man, I don't deal with them.

'Cause you're dealing
in Frawley land,

so if you don't deal with them,
who the f*ck do you deal with?

f*ck you.

What's in it for me?

[Ray] I'll tell you
what's in it for you.

You like sunshine?

'Cause you ain't gonna see it
for six f*cking years, kid.

Quit jerking me off and tell me
what I want to hear.

Maybe I let you sleep
in your own bed tonight.

♪ ♪

Some dude named Red.

He's Owen's driver.
He gives me the dr*gs.

I sell them.

You hear that?

Fitzy here is gonna introduce
you to his boy Red.

[Renee] Hi. Hey, don't run.

How was it?

[Camille]
He was a perfect angel.

She had three poopy diapers.

Okay, so are you still good
for tomorrow?

Actually, no.
I have a hair appointment.

What? What am I supposed to do?

Relax. I got it covered.

I met this sweet
nanny lady today.

- Who?
- [Camille] Her name's Rachel.

She's, like, Red Cross
certified and everything.

Rachel, okay.

Look, I'll-I'll text you
her number right now.

Oh, yeah, great.
I'll just have a total stranger

watch my kids, Mom.

Did you even check
her references?

She works for the Johnsons.

The Johnsons. Okay.

You're welcome.

- [Renee] Yup.
- [baby coos]

[door opens]

[Renee]
Hi, Rachel?

My name is Renee.
I got your number from my mom.

[baby cries]

Yeah, uh, I'm sorry about
the last minute call.

But, um, I was just wondering

if maybe we could meet
tomorrow morning?

And, you know,
if things feel right,

maybe you could babysit
the rest of the day?

Oh, that's amazing.

Yes. Okay, perfect.

Thank you. Thank you so much.
Okay, I'll see you then.





[distant indistinct chatter]

[distant siren wails]

Well, hello.

Yeah. Uh, I'm here for Emma.

All right. You got some money?

Yeah. I'll give it to her.

No, you give it to me.
I'll give it to her.

[chuckles] Fine.

All right. Come on in, girlie.

[door slams]

[lighter clicks]

Where's Emma?

She's, uh, you know,
finishing up with somebody.

What, you don't like
the company?

- [person exhales]
- No, it's fine.

You're fine.

You are f*ckin' fine.

Question. You a cop?

What? No.

No.

Strip search her.

Let's make sure she ain't lying.

No. No, no, I'm-I'm...

- f*cking kidding you.
- Jeez.

[laughing] f*ck.

f*cking sit down.

Relax. God damn.
[chuckles]

Hey, you want a hit?
Give her a f*cking hit, man.

I'm good. I'm fine.

[Swayzee] Give me.

[lighter clicks]

- So, uh...
- [Swayzee snorting]

You work with that other girl,
too? Veronica?

- [clears throat]
- [glass clatters]

No, I don't know
any f*cking Veronicas.

It's all good.
I was just curious.

Why you asking about
some bitch named Veronica?

You don't like the f*cking bitch

- you got a date with or what?
- No. No, no, no.

It's not that. She just...

she's just some chick
that I hooked up with.

I thought, uh,
you knew her is all.

Well, I don't.

[Jackie] All right.

♪ ♪

[distant siren wails]

Ohh.

[knocking]
No, no, no, no, no.

No, no. f*ck no.

f*ck.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

sh*t, you gotta get
the f*ck out.

- [Jackie] What? I didn't...
- [Swayzee] I said you gotta

- get the f*ck out of here!
- Jesus! Okay, fine.

Just give me my money, man.

- [door slams open]
- No, you gotta get the f*ck

out of here, you big mouth...

- Okay. My f*cking money!
- Go.

I said get the f*ck out, bitch!

Swayzee, what is happening?

Emma, I need to talk to you.
I need to talk...

Emma, get back
in the f*cking room.

- Right f*cking now.
- I just need to talk to her.

Let me talk to her.

Just lemme...

Okay, fine. sh*t. f*ck.

f*ck, fine. Fine. Fine.
I'm going. I'm going.

[line ringing]

- [Petey] Hello.
- Yo, Petey.

[Petey] Oh, is this my sweet,
little, butter-pecan-Rican?

You know this guy Swayzee?
Veronica's pimp?

Swayzee? Yeah, I know him.

He's a f*cking piece of sh*t.

And he's hooked up with
very serious m*therf*ckers.

Well, we just met.
Got a bit gnarly.

[sniffs]

Well, far be it from me
to tell you what to do.

But I would advise you
to stay the f*ck away from him.

[Jackie] Yeah, okay.

[phone clicks]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[keys jangling]

[snorting]

[sighs]

[sniffs]

[sighs]

[exhales heavily]

[phone ringing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[Calhoun] Mm.

- [knock at door]
- [Alan] Boss?

So I, uh, took a run
at the immigration lawyer.

Turns out this f*cking mope
was recycling visas

to dodge the quota cap.
He's facing federal charges.

So he gave us the real names
of our cleaning ladies.

Oh, the plot thickens.

[Alan] Meet Angela Campbell,
AKA Chanice,

and Lorraine Gordon,
AKA Carmina.

Except Lorraine d*ed
in a car accident

two months ago.

So now we're down to one.

But when Jamaican authorities
find her, she's ours.

Only took six months.

Well, that's, uh...

good policework, Sergeant.

Thanks.

Hey, I was gonna head out.

The thing
with the pepper spray...

do we have to put it
in the report?

Are you asking me to omit it?

Well, I...

it kind of makes me look stupid.

[scoffs]
It was stupid.

Okay.

[Ray] Yeah, you screwed up.

You showed him all your cash.

You got in his vehicle.

Then you discharged pepper spray

in an enclosed space.
What do you want me to do?

You're right.

So, like, do you want
to talk about it, or...

- [scribbling]
- [sighs]

Look, I don't know
if you're just pulling

my pigtails or whatever,

but maybe you can figure out
a way to train me

without being a total d*ck.

And by the way, I got us
into the Frawley organization

on day one.

[uneasy music]

♪ ♪

[phone rings]

Who's calling you this late?

Is it one
of your chat line friends?

Don't worry about it, Nana.

Shut the door!

[door closes]

- [phone clicks]
- Hello?

Hey, it's me.

Oh, my God, I did it.
It worked.

I'm babysitting tomorrow.

You're amazing.

So I was thinking,
can we, like, dirty talk?

[Frankie]
I want you to touch yourself.

I want you to do it too.

[Frankie]
Oh, baby, my cock is so hard.

Touch it for me.

I am.

Just for you.

[exhales deeply]

[singer]
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, you f*cking
With some wet ass p*ssy ♪

♪ Bring a bucket and a mop
For this wet ass p*ssy ♪

[Owen] Mm. Yeah.

f*ck yeah, baby.
Make that f*cking ass clap.

Just like that.
f*ck yeah, baby.

Oh, my God.
Look how f*cking sexy you are.

- [Jasmine moans]
- Clap.

Clap for me
right on my face like that.

f*ck yeah.
Look at that f*cking ass.

Yeah, make it clap, baby.
Make that sh*t clap.

Make it clap.

- Oh!
- [dancer moans]

Hell yeah, baby.
Now touch your titties.

Touch your titties. f*ck yeah.

Now touch her titty.

Suck on 'em. f*ck yeah.
Lick that tit now.

f*cking lick that sh*t.

- Oh, f*ck.
- [Jasmine] Oh, yeah.

I love it.

Lick that sh*t, baby.
f*ck yeah.

Oh, f*ck yeah.

Bro, are you jerking off?

Yeah, you like watching me touch

my big f*cking cock, baby?

[chuckles]
Not really.

[Jasmine giggles]

Why don't you shut the f*ck up
and keep dancing, huh?

f*cking dance.

Go. Dance.

Ah, f*ck yeah, baby.

You girls are so f*cking sexy.

Ah, for f*ck's sake.

- Yo.
- [Shane] Put your cock away.

What the f*ck, Uncle Shane?

Jesus. Disgusting.

[both giggle]

Excuse me, ladies.
We're gonna need the room.

[dancers grunt]

[Owen] What you doing here?

Oh, you riled the big man up
something fierce, didn't you?

You poked the beast.

We gotta talk about that
right now?

Get your sh*t together.

We're going to w*r.

[Deap Vally's "Give Me A Sign"]

[car horn honking]

- [doors opening]
- [Swayzee] Move!

Your asses.

[person 1] Coming.

- [person 2] Help.
- [door closes]

[indistinct chatter]

[singer]
♪ I wish I was certain ♪

[girls murmuring]

- [singer] ♪ I wish I was wise ♪
- [Swayzee] Gotta get moving.

[singer] ♪ Heaven pull back
The curtain ♪

♪ In front of my eyes ♪

♪ I wish I was an animal ♪

♪ Then things would be
Simpler ♪

♪ Cause thoughts are
Like cannibals ♪

♪ And I'm
Just their prisoner ♪

[engine starts]

♪ Give me a sign ♪

♪ To make up my mind ♪

♪ 'Cause doubt
It does haunt me ♪

♪ And the darkness
It wants me ♪

♪ Give me a sign ♪

♪ 'Cause sometimes I'm blind ♪

♪ And this blackness is
Eerie ♪

♪ Oh, if I could see clearly ♪

♪ ♪

- [gate opens]
- [seatbelt clicks]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[phone buzzing]

Ray. Hi.

[Ray] Guess what?
I talked to Lieutenant Smith.

Now, you wound him up
pretty good,

but I did some razzle dazzle

and he's willing
to let you go to treatment.

Treatment?

[Ray] Yeah, yeah.
It's a place down in Florida.

All the cops go there.

You go there, you're back on.

Why don't you come in
and we'll figure this out?

Yeah, well,
can we talk about this later?

It's not a good time right now.
I'm onto something big.

Hello? Emma?
I know you're home.

[Ray] Hold on.
What the f*ck, Jackie?

What do you mean,
talk about it later? Okay?

I'm telling you this
as a friend.

You stop whatever you're doing.

You come in here right now,
or else I can't help you.

Emma?

Ray, I'll try to stop by later,

- but I gotta go.
- [Ray] No, no, no.

- I don't want to hear that.
- Emma?

Jackie.

- Emma.
- [knob rattles]

[glass shatters]

Emma.

Hey. Emma, hey.

Come on, Emma.
Come on. Please, wake up.

Wake up, Emma.

f*ck.

[silverware clatters]

Emma.

Emma? Emma.

f*ck. There you are.

- Hey.
- Who the f*ck are you?

I'm Jackie, I met you
at the motel last night.

You okay?

You all right?

Why did you Narcan me, man?

- sh*t.
- You were dying.

- I saved you.
- Yeah, bullshit. All right?

Wasted some hard-earned
f*cking dope is what you did.

How the f*ck
did you get in here?

What are you even doing here?

I had to break the window.
I'll pay for it.

I came here to ask you
some questions about Veronica.

[scoffs]
V?

Why, are you a f*cking cop?

- No.
- [Emma scoffs]

Sure as hell acting like one.

[Jackie]
What the f*ck are you doing?

Nice meeting you.

Listen, just let me...
I'll sit...

f*ck. Just let me stay here,
okay?

Just to be safe.

Dude, I don't even
f*cking know you, okay?

[Jackie] I don't care
what you're doing.

I don't give a sh*t what you do.

I just... I'm not cool with-with
you dying on me, all right?

Let me just... just to be safe.

Fine. Yeah. Whatever.

Just don't get all trigger-happy

with the Narcan this time, okay?

[sighs]

[exhales heavily, chuckles]

I'm so tired.

[Jackie] It's okay.
You can go to sleep.

- It's fine.
- [grunts]

[groans]

Hey, uh...

you wanna...
you wanna rub my back?

Yeah, okay.

[grunts]

[Emma] I'm so tired.

I was working all night,
and everything's...

everything's so f*cked up.
[scoffs]

Poor Veronica.

My poor V.

So sad.

It was so sad.

[Bleach's "Sleepwalking"]

♪ ♪

[singer]
♪ It's really too bad ♪

♪ To feel
Like the walking dead ♪

♪ But now my eyes are
Open wide ♪

♪ It's really too bad ♪

♪ To feel
Like the walking dead ♪

♪ But now my eyes are
Open wide ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It's really too bad ♪

♪ To feel like walking death ♪

♪ But now my eyes are
Open wide ♪

♪ The sun don't always shine ♪

♪ When you're not alive ♪

♪ But now my eyes are
Open wide ♪

♪ Sleepwalking
No sun in sight ♪

♪ Oh, mister, can't you see
I'm losing my mind ♪

♪ ♪