Venice Underground (2005) - full transcript
Selected by the DEA, a group of police cadets form a Narc unit to bust narcotic dealers along the Venice Beach Boardwalk. When a gang turf war leads to the death of one of the unit members, the team has 48 hours to solve the case or be suspended.
[SIGHS]
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
WHAT IS IT?
Woman: CAPTAIN SULLIVAN,
THE MAYOR IS ON
LINE ONE FOR YOU.
OK, KATHY.
PUT HIM THROUGH.
OH, AND SIR? HE DOESN'T
SOUND HAPPY. HERE YOU GO.
HEY, AFTERNOON,
MR. MAYOR.
Mayor: WHAT THE HELL
IS GOING ON
WITH YOUR VENICE
DIVISION, SULLIVAN?
2 RIVAL GANGS, SIR,
THAT TRY TO CONTROL
THE DRUG TRADE.
THE NORTHSIDE SURF CREW
AND THE SOUTHSIDE CRIPS.
THERE WAS A CONFRONTATION,
AND, UH...
THE BOARDWALK BECAME
A SHOOTING RANGE, SIR.
NOW, YOU LISTEN TO ME.
I AM UP FOR REELECTION,
AND IF YOU CAN'T
DO YOUR JOB,
I'LL FIND SOMEBODY
WHO CAN, YOU HEAR ME?
MR. MAYOR, I UNDERSTAND.
I WILL MAKE
THE DRUG TRADE IN VENICE
MY TOP PRIORITY, SIR.
YOU CAN GUARANTEE IT.
THANK YOU, SIR.
SERGEANT
FRANK MILLS, PLEASE.
MILLSY, IT'S
CAPTAIN SULLIVAN.
I WANT YOU TO GET OVER
HERE TO MY OFFICE A.S.A.P.
YOU KNOW THAT IDEA OF YOURS
ABOUT THE DRUG TASK FORCE?
WELL, BRING
EVERYTHING YOU GOT.
RIGHT.
SO WHAT DO YOU GOT
FOR ME, MILLS?
HMM.
GARY RANTOW.
MUSICIAN FROM
A BAND ON THE RISE.
PUT DOWN
HIS GUITAR WHEN
HIS LEAD SINGER
AND BEST FRIEND
O.D.ed ON HEROIN.
WHAT'S HER STORY?
IT'S TYLER SMYTHE.
TOP-RANKED SURFER
UNTIL SHE SUFFERED SOME
CAREER-ENDING INJURY.
SHE'S IN GREAT SHAPE NOW
AND RESPECTED
BY THE SURF CROWD.
JACK MANDELEYA.
LOST 2 BROTHERS TO
GANG-RELATED VIOLENCE.
HE'S A SMART KID,
KNOWS THE STREETS
AS WELL AS ANYBODY,
AND HE'S A ONE-PUNCH
BOXER IN THE RING.
HMM.
HMM IS RIGHT.
SAMANTHA KELSH.
DADDY'S AN A-LIST
RECORD PRODUCER.
SHE'S NO STRANGER
TO THE HOLLYWOOD
AND L.A. CLUB SCENE.
[SIGHS] HOW ABOUT HIM?
HE'S DANNY FENSTER.
COMES FROM A LONG LINE
OF DISTINGUISHED
LAW VETERANS.
HIS FATHER WAS
A POLICE CHIEF
WITH THE N.Y.P.D.
THIS KID'S
A NATURAL TEAM LEADER.
THEY'RE ABOUT HALFWAY
THROUGH THE ACADEMY
AT THIS POINT.
WHAT, ARE WE GONNA YANK
THEM OUT OF THE ACADEMY?
BEFORE THEY'VE EVEN FINISHED
FORMAL POLICE TRAINING?
THAT'S THE WHOLE
POINT, CAPTAIN.
COPS THINK
AND ACT LIKE COPS
AND ARE RESTRICTED
BY THE RULES
OF LAW ENFORCEMENT.
THESE KIDS
ARE ALL INSTINCTS
AND STREET SMARTS.
THEY KNOW
NO BOUNDARIES.
THEY'LL DO
WHATEVER IT TAKES
TO GET THE INTEL WE NEED
TO MAKE OUR DRUG BUST.
YOU KNOW, THE REASON
I REJECTED
YOUR INITIAL PROPOSAL
WAS BECAUSE
I'M A LITTLE UNEASY
ABOUT THIS
"OFF THE BOOKS" APPROACH.
YOU KNOW, IT COULD GET REAL
SLIPPERY OUT THERE, FRANK.
CHANGING TIMES REQUIRE
CHANGING METHODS,
CAPTAIN.
WE HAVE TO THINK
OUTSIDE THE BOX.
BESIDES, ONLY YOU AND I
WILL KNOW
ABOUT THE UNIT.
IF ANYTHING GOES WRONG,
WE'LL HAVE PLAUSIBLE
DENIABILITY.
YOU'RE A SNEAKY
LITTLE SHIT, FRANK.
THANK YOU, SIR.
ALL RIGHT. WHAT DO YOU NEED
TO MAKE THIS HAPPEN?
CASH, A SAFE HOUSE,
AND SOME HIGH-END CARS.
WHERE'D YOU GET THESE?
STATE-SEIZED ASSETS
FROM A CORRUPT
MONEY MANAGER.
EVERYTHING'S CLEAN.
NO TIES TO THE GANGS
OR DRUG WORLD.
OK. THE TEAM'S A GO.
JUST MAKE SURE
YOU GET RESULTS.
OH, I WILL, SIR.
AND FAST!
THANKS, CAPTAIN.
YOU WON'T REGRET THIS.
GOD, I HOPE NOT.
DAMN!
[GUN SHOTS
WITH A SILENCER]
[KNOCKS ON DOOR] SAM?
YOU ALMOST DONE IN HERE?
JUST ABOUT. AHEM.
SOMETIMES I FORGET HOW
BEAUTIFUL YOU REALLY ARE.
WHAT'S THAT
BEHIND YOUR BACK?
WHAT'S IT LOOK LIKE?
A PREGNANCY TEST?
IS IT...
YEAH.
JESUS, SAM, THAT'S JUST...
YOU'RE UNDERCOVER
FOR CHRIST'S SAKES.
THINK I'M REALLY LOOKING
FOR A LECTURE RIGHT NOW?
IS IT EVEN MINE?
YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE.
SPARE ME
THE INNOCENT ROUTINE.
WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED
TO MEAN?
YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW
ABOUT YOU AND DANNY?
YOU DON'T MAKE SERGEANT
BY AGE 30
WITHOUT BEING
A DAMN GOOD COP.
GOOD FOR YOU.
HOW LONG HAVE YOU
BEEN LATE?
MEANING?
YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS.
[BEEPING]
I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS.
THIS CONVERSATION
ISN'T OVER.
[BEEPING]
MILLS HERE.
Girl: LOOK AT THAT.
HE'S WITH
THAT GOOFY SLUT.
TYLER, HE'S JUST
DOING HIS JOB.
GREAT.
DEEP BREATHS, TYLER.
EASY FOR YOU TO SAY.
HE'S NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND.
HEY, WEXLER.
IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU.
I WANT YOU TO MEET
ONE OF MY FRIENDS.
THIS IS GARY, THE MUSICIAN
I WAS TELLING YOU ABOUT.
IN HAVANA I COULD SEE
BLOOD IN THE STREETS.
Gary: HEY, YOU EVER
THINK ABOUT WRITING
A SONG ABOUT IT?
Sam: OK, GRABBING HER ASS
ISOVER THE LINE.
I'M GREAT.
I'M GREAT.
WEXLER, WEXLER REED,
GOING INSIDE,
COME ON. RIGHT HERE.
MAYBE I COULD GET
YOUR NUMBER OR SOMETHING?
YEAH, GET MY NUMBER
FROM HEATHER.
GIVE ME A CALL MAYBE...
WE CAN WORK
SOMETHING OUT.
RIGHT ON.
WHAT...THE FUCK?
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED
TO DO?
YOU COULD TONE IT DOWN
A BIT, GARY.
YEAH, WELL, IT GOT ME
IN TO MEET WEXLER.
GOOD POINT.
WHERE'S TYLER?
YOU SHOULD LET HER
COOL DOWN A BIT.
WHO'S THE BLACK GUY
WITH JOBEY?
NEVER SEEN HIM.
MIGHT BE SOMEBODY
TO WATCH.
COULD BE JOBEY'S SUPPLIER.
WE SHOULD KEEP
AN EYE ON HIM.
I'M GOING TO GET
A PICTURE.
TO THE LEFT.
SAY CHEESE.
CHEESE.
AW, YOU SO BEAUTIFUL.
OH, THANK YOU.
WE GOT TROUBLE.
WHAT'S HE DOING NOW?
HEADING THIS WAY, HURRY.
HURRY.
ARGH.
HEY, MAN, HOW YOU DOING?
WHOA!
FUCK MAN!
I'VE SEEN YOU AROUND.
YEAH?
I DON'T LIKE YOUR FACE.
HE'S COOL, JOBEY.
NO, THAT MAKES ME
WONDER ABOUT YOU!
WHAT?
IF YOU KNOW
WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU,
YOU'LL STAY THE FUCK
AWAY FROM ME.
ALL RIGHT. KEEP HIM
THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME.
TAKE NAP OR SOMETHING.
WE'RE LEAVING.
COME HERE, BABY.
I THINK WE'VE WORN
OUT OUR WELCOME.
UH, I'M GOING
TO GO GET TYLER.
A GOOD IDEA.
SAM, TYLER.
FUCK!
YOUNG MYSTERY GUY
IS ON THE MOVE.
THIS MIGHT BE OUR ONLY
CHANCE TO I.D. HIM.
CAR'S GOT NO PLATES.
I'M ON IT.
TYLER, WE GOT TO ROLL.
WHAT'S WRONG?
I'LL LET GARY EXPLAIN.
WHERE'D HE GO?
I DON'T KNOW.
[BEEPING]
HELLO?
GARY, WHERE ARE YOU?
THE MYSTERY MAN
LEFT THE PARTY.
I COULDN'T WAIT FOR YOU.
GARY.
[VOICE BREAKING UP]
ARE YOU THERE?
[VOICE BREAKING UP]
I CAN'T HEAR YOU.
I CAN'T HEAR YOU.
I'M FOLLOWING HIM.
DON'T GO IN WITHOUT US.
GARY?
OK.
LET'S GO.
GO WHERE? WE HAVE
NO IDEA WHERE HE IS.
WE'LL CATCH UP WITH
HIM AT THE HOUSE.
TRY HIM ON THE PHONE
ONE MORE TIME.
MAYBE HE'S IN A BAD AREA.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
Man: YOU'RE ROCKING OUT TO KROK.
KEEP YOUR HEADS DOWN IF YOU'RE
DRIVING THROUGH VENICE.
ANOTHER GANG BANGER AND POSSIBLE
DRUG DEALER
GOT HIMSELF SHOT YESTERDAY,
MAKING IT 6 DEAD
FOR THIS WEEK ALONE.
UP NEXT, WE'VE GOT A HOT
NEW LOCAL BAND
STRAIGHT OUT OF VENICE,
VIVASEX COMING AT YOU.
WHAT'S THE WORST OF THE WORST
THING ABOUT THIS JOB?
THERE'S SOMETHING
WORSE THAN SWEATIN'
YOUR ASS OFF IN A CAR
WITH NO A/C?
SEEING THE LOOK
IN MY FATHER'S EYES
WHEN I TOLD HIM I WAS GOING
TO DROP OUT OF THE ACADEMY.
YEAH. AT LEAST
YOU HAVE AN OLD MAN.
I KNOW.
AND TRUST ME, IF HE'S
ANYTHING LIKE MINE,
BE HAPPY HE'S
OUT OF YOUR LIFE.
FUCKING ASSHOLE.
HEY, THERE'S T-BONE.
WHAT HE'D DO,
CHOP HIS GRANDMA'S RIDE UP?
I'M OUT.
GOT YOUR BACK, PUNK.
YOU BETTER.
YO, T-BONE.
WHAT'S UP, JACK?
NOT MUCH.
HEY, HOLD UP A SEC,
ALL RIGHT? POST HERE.
HEY, MAN,
THIS IS JACK.
WHO?
IT'S THE DUDE I WAS
TELLING YOU ABOUT, MAN.
HE DON'T LOOK SO BADASS.
MAN, JACK IS STRAIGHT UP
GANGSTA, HOMEY.
COME HERE, JACK.
SO I HEARD YOU'RE
LOOKING FOR SOME ACTION.
PLAYERS PLAY?
YOU WANT TO ROLL
WITH THE SOUTHIES,
YOU GOTTA GET JUMPED IN.
Man: IS THAT A PROBLEM?
THERE AIN'T
NO OTHER WAY.
YO, TINY.
HA HA, OH, MY GOD.
HE'S AS BIG AS A HOUSE.
GOD...
WHY DON'T YOU GIVE JACK
A SOUTHSIDE WELCOME?
GET 'EM, TINY!
COME ON, TINY!
COME ON, TINY!
WHY DON'T YOU BRING HIM
BY THE SHOP?
ALL RIGHT.
SEE IF WE CAN'T WORK
SOMETHING OUT.
YO, JACK, YOU GET SOME...
FOR THAT ONE, BITCH.
IT'S OFFICIAL.
COME TO THE TATTOO PARLOR
TOMORROW,
SHOW YOU HOW WE GET DOWN,
ALL RIGHT?
ALL RIGHT.
CLEAN THIS SHIT UP.
BITCH.
HA HA HA, CLASSIC!
Danny: HA HA, OH,
YOU SEE THAT MAN?
YO, THAT CRYPT DROPPED LIKE
A 300 POUND BAG OF SHIT.
W-WHAT? OH.
HA HA.
HE WENT DOWN
LIKE A BUNCH OF BRICKS.
LADIES.
WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
UH, JACK WAS IN RARE FORM.
WHERE'S GARY?
WE WERE HOPING
YOU MIGHT KNOW.
WE GOT SEPARATED
AT JOBEY'S PARTY.
WELL, WE HAVEN'T
HEARD FROM HIM.
YEAH, HE PROBABLY HOOKED UP
WITH THAT HOT LITTLE BLONDE.
Tyler:
FUCK YOU, JACK.
EASY, TYLER,
I'M JUST KIDDING.
ALL RIGHT,
WHO WANTS BEER?
DO WE KNOW WHO HE IS?
THIS GUY IN
THE BLACK MERCEDES?
NO, BUT HOW
DID THINGS GO
WITH THE SOUTHSIDE GANG?
I SET UP A DEAL
WITH POPTOP.
SUPPOSED TO MEET HIM
AT HIS TATTOO SHOP
TOMORROW.
NO, THANKS.
NEVER KNOWN YOU
TO TURN DOWN A COLD BEER.
DIDN'T KNOW YOU
WERE KEEPING TRACK.
ALL RIGHT, REALLY
THAT'S ENOUGH SHOP TALK.
I WANNA GET WRECKED.
THAT'S WHAT
I'M TALKING ABOUT!
CHEERS.
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
[BRAKES SCREECH]
WOULD YOU HOLD ON
A SECOND?
I NOTICE YOU HAVEN'T
BEEN HANGING OUT
AS MUCH LATELY.
KEEPING TABS ON ME?
YOU SEEING SOMEONE?
NO STRINGS, ISN'T
THAT WHAT YOU WANTED?
YEAH.
YEAH, I DID.
I DO.
OK.
I'LL CATCH YOU
IN THE MORNING.
[DIAL CLICKING]
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
[RINGS]
Danny: GARY, YOU BETTER
GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE.
TYLER IS PISSED.
BINGO. LOOKS LIKE WE GOT
A NEW PLAYER IN TOWN.
GARY, DO YOU READ ME?
NICE GOLDEN GUN.
GARY? COME BACK.
YO, QUIT MESSIN'!
GARY?
DID YOU HEAR THAT?
HEAR WHAT?
GARY WAS
ON THE 2-WAY.
YOU DIDN'T HEAR HIM?
WHAT'D HE SAY?
I DON'T KNOW.
IT WAS WEIRD.
HE'S PROBABLY
JUST FUCKING AROUND.
YOU KNOW GARY.
[SCOFFS]
HOLD ON.
GARY? GET YOUR
SWEET ASS BACK HERE,
OR YOU'RE NOT
GONNA GET ANY.
PROBLEM SOLVED.
YOU KNOW
IF HE DOESN'T SHOW,
I'M AVAILABLE.
GOLLY, THANKS.
ALL RIGHT, KIDS,
I'M OUT.
NIGHT, MAN.
BE CAREFUL.
ARE YOU SURE YOU
DON'T WANT ANY OF THIS?
SEE YOU IN
THE MORNING. NO.
DON'T YOU BE
LATE HERE, MAN.
BYE.
[INDIAN ACCENT]
HEY, YOU COME ROUND,
I MAKE CURRY
FOR YOU, OK?
OK, MY FRIEND.
RASPBERRY KAMIKAZE
FOR EVERYONE.
V.I.P. BROTHER.
[CHUCKLES]
YOU SEE THIS?
5 MONTHS WE SPENT
ON THAT BUST.
NOT EVEN
A FUCKING MENTION.
YOU KNEW WHAT
WE SIGNED UP FOR.
NO GLORY.
NICE ATTITUDE.
MM-HMM.
WHAT'S WRONG?
GARY DIDN'T COME
HOME LAST NIGHT.
YEAH, WE WAITED
ALL NIGHT.
WE NEED TO TALK.
LET'S TAKE IT
IN THE HOUSE.
LOOK, GUYS, THERE'S...
NO EASY WAY TO SAY THIS.
WE FOUND GARY...
THIS MORNING
IN HIS TRUCK.
HE WAS DEAD.
I GAVE HER A SLEEPING PILL.
YEAH, WELL, SHE
SHOULDN'T BE SCREWING
ONE OF HER TEAM MEMBERS.
IT'S AGAINST POLICY.
WHAT?
WHAT DOES THAT HAVE
TO DO WITH ANYTHING?
LIFE'S A BITCH,
CAPTAIN.
YOU WERE THE ONE WHO
TOLD US NO RULES.
WHAT DOES THIS HAVE
TO DO WITH POLICY?
I HAVE NO IDEA, CAPTAIN.
WELL, YOU SHOULD HAVE.
IT'S YOUR GODDAMN JOB!
WE'RE ON A CLOCK, FRANK.
BRING HIM UP TO SPEED.
GARY WAS FOUND
LAST NIGHT IN AN ALLEY
OFF OF ABBOT KINNEY
AND ELECTRIC.
HE WAS WITH
A BLONDE GAL.
THEY WERE BOTH
SHOT IN THE HEAD.
ANY OF YOU RECOGNIZE HER?
Samantha: SHE WAS AT
THE PARTY YESTERDAY.
SHE INTRODUCED GARY
TO A RECORD PROMOTER.
Frank: WHO'S
THE RECORD PROMOTER?
GUY BY THE NAME
OF WEXLER REED.
RUMOR HAS IT THAT
HE LAUNDERS DRUG MONEY
THROUGH HIS COMPANY.
OK, NOW IS NOT
THE TIME FOR RUMORS.
WE NEED FACTS.
SO WHAT
HAPPENED NEXT?
I WENT TO TALK TO JOBEY.
THE RING MEANS THAT GARY,
HE'D BE KNOCKING DOWN
DOORS TO FIND MY KILLER.
WHO'S THIS JOBEY?
HE'S A SCUMBAG SURFER.
LEADS THE NORTHSIDE CREW.
WE'RE CLOSE
TO SIGNING HIM A DEAL.
JOBEY THREATENED GARY.
THREATENED HOW?
WHY?
BECAUSE OF THAT PICTURE.
YOU THINK
JOBEY MADE GARY?
WELL, I DIDN'T AT THE TIME,
BUT NOW, I MEAN, NOW--
WHAT HAPPENED NEXT?
I FOUND TYLER.
AND THEN WE WENT
TO LOOK FOR GARY
AND HIS CAR WAS GONE.
THAT'S THE LAST TIME
THAT I...
YOU TWO HAVE
ANYTHING TO ADD?
WE WERE WORKING
SOUTHSIDE CREW ALL DAY.
WHAT?
LAST NIGHT AROUND 10:00,
UM, GARY BEEPED ME...
ON THE 2-WAY.
AND I TRIED
TO CALL HIM BACK,
BUT I COULDN'T GET HIM.
WHAT'D HE SAY?
IT'S...
COME ON,
SPIT IT OUT, DANNY!
IT SOUNDED LIKE HE SAID,
"GOLD PLATED GUN."
JESUS, DANNY...
I-I THOUGHT GARY--
IT WAS JUST PLAYING
AROUND. I'M SORRY.
OK, OK. LET'S...
BE SORRY LATER.
LET'S KEEP THIS SIMPLE, OK?
THE BLONDE WAS LINKED
TO THE RECORD PROMOTER.
LET'S START WITH HIM.
YEAH, MAYBE HE CAN
TELL US WHY GARY HAD
3 KILOS OF COCAINE
IN THE BACK OF HIS CAR.
WHAT?
OH, HE FORGOT TO
MENTION THAT PART?
YOU WERE ALL
HAND-PICKED
TO BE PART
OF THIS TASK FORCE.
AND NOW IT SEEMS
SOMEBODY COULDN'T KEEP
HIS HAND OUT
OF THE COOKIE JAR.
GARY WASN'T DIRTY.
ALL RIGHT, YOU GOT
48 HOURS TO PROVE IT,
OR YOU'RE ALL SUSPENDED.
OH, THIS
IS BULLSHIT.
UH, LIFE'S A BITCH.
RIGHT, DANNY?
LET'S GO, SERGEANT.
LET'S MAKE THIS CASE.
ALL RIGHT.
WE DOING 2 CARS OR ONE?
LISTEN,
I'D LOVE TO HELP,
BUT I'VE GOT
HOOK-UP WITH POPTOP.
JESUS, JACK, GARY'S DEAD.
I KNOW THAT, SAM.
AND I FEEL LIKE
SOMEONE RIPPED
MY HEART OUT OF
MY FUCKING CHEST.
BUT IF GARY
WERE HERE,
HE'D BE THE FIRST
ONE TO SAY THAT
SOUTHSIDE'S
JUST WAY TOO BIG
TO JUST WALK AWAY.
JACK'S RIGHT.
YEAH.
LOOK, GO MEET POPTOP.
WE'LL KEEP YOU POSTED.
ALL RIGHT.
I'LL TAKE THE FRONT,
YOU GUYS TAKE THE BACK.
THINK TYLER'S
GONNA BE OK?
GONNA HURT LIKE
HELL FOR A WHILE,
BUT SHE'S TOUGH.
SHE'LL BE ALL RIGHT.
WE ALL WILL.
OH, SHIT.
I GOT IT.
THANKS.
STOP.
WHAT?
WELL...
MAYBE YOU CAN DO
NO STRINGS, DANNY,
BUT...I DON'T
THINK I CAN. AHEM.
YEAH, MAYBE IN
A DIFFERENT WORLD, SAM,
BUT WE'RE UNDERCOVER.
I MEAN, COME ON. [SCOFFS]
YOU CAN'T JUST DECIDE
HOW YOU'RE GONNA FEEL.
OR AT LEAST I CAN'T.
LOOK WHAT HAPPENED
TO GARY AND TYLER.
ARE YOU WANTING ME TO OPEN
MYSELF ALL THE UP TO YOU,
THEN, GOD FORBID,
SOMETHING HAPPENS, AND...
WHAT IF, THEN?
WHAT IF WHAT?
WHAT IF I WAS
PREGNANT?
[SIGHS] WHERE DID
THAT COME FROM?
WELL, JUST ANSWER
THE QUESTION.
ARE YOU?
WE'VE GOT ACTIVITY.
HEY.
ARE YOU PREGNANT?
I'M NOT GETTING
OUT OF THIS CAR
UNTIL YOU ANSWER ME.
I WAS JUST MESSING
WITH YOU.
GOOD MORNING.
HELLO.
HI.
THESE ARE
MY FRIENDS.
AH.
IS WEXLER AROUND?
UH, NO. NO, I WAS JUST
EXPLAINING TO THIS GIRL HERE
THAT HE'S NOT IN TODAY
BECAUSE WE'RE LIKE, MOVING,
AND IT'S KINDA LIKE, YOU
KNOW, A LAST MINUTE THING.
WELL, WAIT, THOUGH,
BECAUSE HE JUST TOLD ME
THAT I COULD COME IN,
YOU KNOW, WHENEVER,
AND, UM, TAKE WHAT
I NEED--I'M A SINGER.
OH, YEAH.
LET ME GUESS.
HE PROMISED YOU GUYS
SOME TICKETS
FOR THE CONCERT FRIDAY?
YEAH.
THEY'RE ALL GONE.
GREAT. YOU KNOW,
I THOUGHT
WE WERE
THE ONLY ONES--
HONEY, I GAVE
THE LAST PAIR AWAY.
OH, MY GOD.
WAIT, SO, THAT'S
PRETTY SHITTY.
YOU JUST HAVE
TO LIKE, SIT HERE,
AND TELL
ALL THESE PEOPLE
THAT THEY'RE NOT
GETTING TICKETS?
YEAH, I HAVE BEEN
LIKE SO STRESSED OUT
THAT I'M GONNA HAVE TO
GET MY ROOTS DONE EARLY.
[ALL LAUGH]
YOU WANT TO GET EVEN
WITH WEXLER?
MAYBE.
TELL US WHERE HE IS.
WE WON'T LET IT
GET BACK TO YOU.
YOU KNOW, UH,
MANGIA CUESTA?
WEXLER'S GOT A LUNCH
MEETING THERE AT NOON.
YOU KNOW, THIS IS
WHERE GARY TOOK ME
ON OUR FIRST DATE.
HE COULDN'T AFFORD IT.
HE BORROWED
50 BUCKS FROM ME.
I GAVE HIM 20.
ARE YOU SERIOUS?
[LAUGHS]
THANKS FOR DINNER.
[BOTH LAUGH]
THERE'S WEXLER.
THAT'S WEXLER REED?
HE'S JOBEY'S CONNECTION
TO THE MUSIC BUSINESS.
HE'S MOVING THE DRUGS
TO THE NIGHT CLUBS.
AND THAT'S THE GUY
FROM THE PICTURES.
MYSTERY MAN
TALKING TO JOBEY.
NO PLATES.
MUST BE A CUSTOM JOB
FROM EUROPE.
IT'S GONNA BE
A LOT HARDER TO TRACE.
I DON'T GET IT. THIS GUY'S
A NEW SUPPLIER FOR JOBEY.
WHAT'S HE DOING
WITH WEXLER?
MAYBE HE'S TRYING
TO CUT JOBEY OUT.
WELL, IF JOBEY FINDS OUT,
WEXLER'S A DEAD MAN.
SAM, STAY ON WEXLER,
ALL RIGHT?
I'M ON IT.
HE DOESN'T LOOK HAPPY
ABOUT SOMETHING.
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?
SHUT THE MEET DOWN.
LET'S COVER THE BACK,
ALL RIGHT?
WHERE IS HE?
WE LOST HIM.
I DON'T GET IT.
ARE WE BEING TAILED?
GOD DAMN IT!
ALL RIGHT, SOMEBODY'S
GOT TO STAY HERE.
WEXLER PARKED HIS CAR.
HE'S GOING
TO COME BACK FOR IT.
HOW STUPID WOULD
HE HAVE TO BE?
WHAT DO WE ALWAYS SAY?
NEVER UNDERESTIMATE
THE STUPIDITY
OF THE COMMON CRIMINAL.
I'LL DO IT.
GO SEE WHAT YOU CAN FIND OUT
ABOUT THE MYSTERY MAN.
GO, GO.
LET'S GO.
HEY, JACKIE BOY.
WHAT'S UP? THIS YOURS?
GOT ONE IN
EVERY COLOR.
NICE.
WHAT THE FUCK I SAID?
KEEP THE DUSTER
OFF MY WINDOWS, HOLMES.
YOU BETTER DO
THAT SHIT RIGHT.
JACK, WHAT'S UP?
HEY, T-BONE.
RIGHT ON TIME, MAN.
ALWAYS.
WHAT'S UP, BRO?
I HOOKED UP
SOME NEW MEAT.
GET THESE BITCHES
OUT OF HERE.
HOLD UP, I THOUGHT
YOU SAID
YOU NEEDED SOMEBODY
FOR THE BACK ROOM, MAN.
WHY DON'T WE PUT UP
A HUGE SIGN?
HONEY FOR RUB AND TUG.
GET THESE BITCHES
OUT OF HERE, JACKASS!
ALL RIGHT, MAN.
FUCKIN' KIDS, MAN.
IT'S FAMILY.
OH, IT IS.
IT'S A DELICATE SITUATION.
WELL, THEN I'M THE MAN
FOR THE JOB.
I HAD A FEELING
ABOUT YOU.
HERE'S THE SCORE--
WE'VE BEEN GETTING SMOKED
BY THE NORTHSIDERS,
BUT THEY'VE BEEN PAYING
20% LESS A KEY.
CAN'T COMPETE
WITH THAT, MAN.
SHIT, UNTIL NOW.
HOOKED UP
WITH THE SUPPLIER,
OFFERED TO SPLIT
THE DIFFERENCE WITH HIM,
AND HE'S EXCLUSIVE TO US.
AND PUT THE NORTHSIDERS
OUT OF BUSINESS PERMANENTLY.
SHORT AND SWEET.
BEST PLANS USUALLY ARE.
DON'T LET US DOWN.
SO, WHAT DID YOU
NEED ME TO DO?
CHECK IT OUT.
THAT'S A LOT OF
FUCKIN' MONEY, MAN.
IT'S A LOT OF FUCKIN'
MONEY IS RIGHT.
HERE'S THE ADDRESS.
I DON'T WANT YOU LEAVING
WITH LESS THAN 10 KEYS.
COOL?
COOL.
[GLASS BREAKING]
SHIT.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
Man: POLICE DEPARTMENT.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
[WOMAN TALKING
ON POLICE RADIO]
LET'S CHECK OUT THE BACK.
ALL RIGHT.
HEY, HOW'S IT GOING, GUYS?
OH, WE WERE LOOKING
FOR A BUG.
YOU ACTUALLY THINK
SOMEONE'S SPYING ON US?
DID YOU FIND ANY?
NO, BUT WE FOLLOWED
WEXLER REED
TO A RESTAURANT
TODAY
WHERE HE HAD
A MEETING
WITH OUR
MYSTERY MAN.
BEFORE THE MEETING
EVER GOT STARTED,
HE GETS A PHONE CALL
AND SPLITS.
DO YOU THINK
HE MADE YOU?
NO, BUT IT WAS DEFINITELY
THE PHONE CALL.
I MEAN, SOMEBODY KNOWS
EVERY MOVE WE'RE MAKING.
YOU THINK THAT'S WEIRD?
POPTOP MADE A CONNECTION
WITH NORTHSIDE SUPPLIER
AND SENT ME
TO MAKE THE PURCHASE.
ONLY WHEN I SHOW UP,
THE SUPPLIER IS DEAD,
AND NORTHSIDE SIGNS ARE
PAINTED ON THE WALL.
SOMEONE'S TRYING TO
START A TURF WAR.
WELL, I COVERED UP
THE SIGNS.
YOU WANT TO HEAR
THE STRANGEST PART?
I GOT A GLIMPSE
OF THE KILLER.
YOU SAW HIS FACE?
HIS GUN.
A GOLD-PLATED GUN.
GARY.
WHAT THE HELL
IS GOING ON?
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
CAN I HELP YOU?
SHE'S WITH ME. THIS PLACE
IS A SHIT HOLE.
WHO'S YOUR FRIEND, FRANK?
DANNY BOY,
HOW MANY TIMES
DO I NEED TO TELL YOU
IT'S SERGEANT MILLS?
GUYS...
THIS IS KATHY,
YOUR NEW TEAM MEMBER.
OH, SHIT.
NO FUCKIN' WAY THAT'S
GOING TO HAPPEN.
IT ALREADY HAS.
FRANK, WE GOT
A DELICATE BALANCE HERE.
RIGHT. WELL, I JUST
GOT IT SHOOK UP.
LOOK, GUYS. THIS IS CAPTAIN
SULLIVAN'S DECISION,
AND IT'S FINAL.
YEAH?
YEAH.
WHY DON'T YOU TELL
THE CAPTAIN...
HIS SNITCH BETTER
KEEP UP, FRANK.
WATCH IT.
HEY, SUGAR.
GETTING A GOOD LOOK?
SAM, CAN I GET A WORD
WITH YOU IN PRI--
NO TIME. TYLER'S
[INDISTINCT]
AHEM.
WHAT ARE YOU
WAITING FOR?
Tyler: YOU GUYS OUT THERE?
I'M STILL BABY-SITTING
WEXLER'S KEYS
WITH THE VALET.
THERE'S STILL
NO SIGN OF HIM.
HELLO, ANYONE?
HEY, BLUE EYES. CAN I
BUY YOU A DRINK?
YEAH, COWBOY.
YOU CAN BUY ME TWO.
MY GIRLFRIEND'S
ON HER WAY.
WHAT'S SHE LIKE?
SHE LIKES PUSSY.
JUST LIKE ME.
Danny: [BEEP]
TYLER, YOU THERE?
JESUS CHRIST, TALK ABOUT
STANDING A GIRL UP
AT THE PROM!
SORRY ABOUT THAT.
THINGS GOT
A LITTLE...
COMPLICATED.
ANY SIGN OF HIM?
NO, BUT I THINK I'VE
GAINED LIKE 10 POUNDS
EATING EVERYTHING
ON THE MENU.
IS THAT A PROBLEM?
JUST SIT TIGHT.
WE'RE RIGHT OUTSIDE.
WEXLER ISN'T GONNA SHOW.
YEAH, I'M WITH JACK.
THIS ANGLE'S
PRETTY DEAD.
WOULD YOU RELAX?
IT JUST NEEDS
A LITTLE INCENTIVE.
I'LL TRY HIM
AT THE OFFICE.
YEAH, HE'LL BE THERE
AT THIS HOUR.
I'M BETTIN'
HE GETS
HIS MESSAGES
FORWARDED.
YEAH, WEXLER.
YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS.
I'M AT THE ORIGINAL
MEETING PLACE.
GET HERE AS SOON
AS YOU CAN.
YEAH, THAT'S GONNA WORK.
THANKS. THANKS
FOR THE SUPPORT.
HEY, SMART ASS, YOU
GOT A BETTER IDEA?
SEVERAL.
WHAT ARE
YOU GUYS DOING?
WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?
WE'RE ON WEXLER.
IMPRESSIVE.
HOWEVER, I NOTICED
YOUR SUSPECT BOARD.
THERE WAS ONE PHOTO
THAT WASN'T IDENTIFIED.
A BLACK MERCEDES
WITH NO PLATES.
WASN'T THAT THE LAST GUY
GARY WAS FOLLOWING?
AM I ON TRACK SO FAR?
SO FAR.
WELL, AREN'T YOU TIGHT
WITH THE SOUTHSIDE CREW?
LIKE THIS.
WELL, IF MY HOMEWORK
IS CORRECT,
THEY'RE NOTORIOUS FOR
DEALING WITH CHOP SHOPS,
CUSTOM GARAGES,
EUROPEAN IMPORTS.
I BET THEY COULD PUT
A NAME TO THE FACE.
CALL HIM.
YEAH, POPTOP,
IT'S JACK.
Poptop: WHERE
HAVE YOU BEEN?
YEAH, LISTEN.
I DON'T WANT
TO TALK ABOUT IT
OVER THE PHONE,
BUT I NEED
TO SEE YOU.
GET YOUR ASS
TO THE SHOP.
WE'RE WAITING
FOR YOU.
RIGHT NOW?
YEAH. RIGHT NOW.
ALL RIGHT,
I'LL SEE YOU IN A FEW.
ANY OTHER BRILLIANT IDEAS?
JACK SAID
A NORTHSIDE SUPPLIER
WAS KILLED TODAY.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
IT'S MY JOB TO KNOW.
SO?
SO, JOBEY NO LONGER
HAS A SUPPLIER.
MAYBE WE CAN
INTRODUCE ME
AS A NEW CONNECTION.
AHEM.
JACKIE BOY, WHASSUP?
I WAS WONDERIN' WHEN
YOU WERE GONNA SHOW.
HOW'D IT GO?
SEE FOR YOURSELF.
HEY, UNCLE PAPI.
JACK JUST GOT BACK
WITH THE STUFF.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?
IT'S YOUR MONEY.
SEEMS THAT HOMETOWN
WASN'T UP TO MAKE THE DEAL.
WHAT, DID HE
CHANGE HIS MIND?
SOMEBODY CHANGED IT
FOR HIM.
HE'S FUCKIN' DEAD.
FUCK!
THINK MAYBE NORTHSIDE
FOUND OUT ABOUT THE DEAL
AHEAD OF TIME?
THAT'S GOT TO BE IT.
WE BETTER
PLAY THIS TIGHT.
JOBEY'S CREW FINDS OUT,
THEY'RE GONNA COME GUNNIN'.
I SAY WE HIT 'EM FIRST.
NOBODY'S HITTIN' NOBODY
TILL I SAY SO.
I GOTTA GIVE THIS SHIT
SOME THOUGHT.
HEY, I WAS JUST SAYIN'--
I KNOW, I KNOW.
DON'T.
AND GIVE ME MY PHONE.
OH...
HAD TO CALL
MY GIRL, YOU KNOW?
LISTEN, UM,
THERE'S SOMETHING ELSE
I NEED TO TALK
TO YOU ABOUT.
WHAT'S THAT?
SOMEBODY'S FOLLOWING ME.
I THINK. I'M NOT SURE,
BUT I KEEP SEEING
THIS E-55 MERCEDES IN
MORE THAN A COUPLE PLACES.
IT'S PROBABLY
A DIFFERENT CAR.
THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT,
BUT I'M TELLING YOU,
THIS ONE DOESN'T
HAVE PLATES.
CUSTOM JOB.
EXACTLY.
I'LL LOOK AROUND
FOR YOU.
COOL.
I APPRECIATE THAT.
[CLANK]
[CLANK]
WEXLER?
COME ON, MAN.
I KNOW YOU'RE OUT HERE.
[GASPS]
[COUGHS]
GIVE ME A DOLLAR.
COME ON.
WEXLER?
WEX?
[CLATTER]
UNH!
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
[FOOTSTEPS]
YOU MOTHERFUCKER!
WATCH YOUR HEAD.
WATCH YOUR HEAD.
I STILL THINK WE SHOULD
TAKE HER TO THE HOSPITAL.
AW, I'M FINE.
SHE'S A TOUGH BROAD.
BY THE WAY,
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
I'M KAPPY.
IT'S A LONG STORY.
HMM, I'LL EXPLAIN LATER.
JUST GET SOME REST.
ALL RIGHT, MOM.
OK.
OK.
[SIGHS]
LOOK, I KNOW I CAN BE
AN IMPORTANT MEMBER
OF THIS TEAM,
BUT I DON'T WANT
TO BE SOMEWHERE WHERE
NOBODY TRUSTS ME AND I'M
CONSTANTLY SECOND-GUESSED.
AND IF THAT'S THE CASE,
I'M JUST GONNA HAVE
CAPTAIN SULLIVAN
REASSIGN ME TOMORROW.
[SIGHS]
WE COULD...
DO A TRIAL BASIS.
WORKS FOR ME.
OK.
GOOD NIGHT THEN.
SEE YOU TOMORROW.
GOOD NIGHT, KAPPY.
[SIGHS]
YOU WANT A BEER?
NO, I'M GOOD. THANKS.
NO, THANKS.
THAT'S TWICE IN A ROW.
IF YOU'RE PREGNANT....
MARRY ME.
IT SHOULDN'T CHANGE THINGS
BETWEEN US.
YEAH, BUT IT DOES, SAM.
WE GOTTA DO
WHAT'S RIGHT.
LET'S JUST TAKE THIS
ONE STEP AT A TIME.
HMM?
YEAH.
WHAT IS THE NEXT STEP?
HMM?
HEY, WHAT'S UP?
HEY, MAN. I LOVED
THAT LAST SNAP COMING IN.
THAT WAS SICK.
YOU SAW THAT SHIT?
YEAH, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU
HAD THAT WAVE ALL BY YOURSELF.
ALWAYS UP FOR THAT.
I JUST THOUGHT FOR SURE
I'D SEE JOBEY.
YEAH, WELL, HE WAS HITTIN' IT
PRETTY HARD LAST NIGHT.
OH, LET ME GUESS--
PARTYING WITH THAT DUDE
IN THE E-55?
E-55?
YEAH, BLACK GUY,
KINDA CUTE.
I DIDN'T SEE HIM,
BUT I WAS ONLY THERE
FOR A COUPLE
OF BEERS, SO...
ALL RIGHT,
I'M GONNA HIT IT.
LATER.
CATCH YOU LATER.
♪ TRAVELIN' THROUGH THIS LIFE
[INDISTINCT]
♪ THIS TIME
I'M TAKIN' LIBERTIES ♪
♪ NO ONE NEEDS TO KNOW
♪ I'LL GO ANYWHERE
YOU WANT ME TO ♪
♪ I'M ALIVE
WHEN I'M WITH YOU ♪
♪ MORE AFRAID TO LOSE
THAN LET YOU KNOW ♪
♪ YOU FEEL LIKE...
OH, SHIT.
WHAT'S WRONG?
HIDE.
MOVE IT.
[WHISPERS]
Shut up.
HEY.
HI.
I'M GOING TO MAKE
SOME BREAKFAST.
ARE YOU HUNGRY?
UM...NO, I'M GOOD.
THANKS, THOUGH.
HOW ABOUT YOU,
DANNY?
UM...
I'M GOOD, THANKS.
WE...YEAH.
UM, FYI, THE WALLS
ARE REALLY THIN.
ARE THEY?
[INHALES]
YES.
[IMITATES ORGASM]
YES. OH!
YES! YEAH,
THEY'RE REALLY THIN.
UM...
YOU KNOW,
JUST BECAUSE I...
DOESN'T MEAN THAT
LAST NIGHT HAD
TO MEAN ANYTHING.
NO. IT DID MEAN
SOMETHING.
I GUESS...
I DIDN'T WANT TO ADMIT
HOW MUCH I MISSED YOU.
YEAH?
MM-HMM.
I'M GOING TO GO TO
MY HOUSE AND CLEAN UP.
OK.
YOU SEE JACK,
TELL HIM I'LL MEET HIM
AT THE RESTAURANT, OK?
OK.
WHAT ARE YOU SMILING AT?
YOU DON'T KNOW?
[LAUGHS]
MAYBE YOU OUGHT
TO THINK ABOUT IT.
YOU THINK ABOUT IT!
WHY DON'T YOU GO AWAY?
JOBEY.
LISTEN, I WANT TO TALK
TO YOU ABOUT THIS THING.
AND WHAT THING
WOULD THAT BE?
I GOT SOMEBODY
WHO WANTS A SCORE.
I'M TALKING
ABOUT REAL WEIGHT.
WHO?
YOU DON'T KNOW THEM.
THEY DON'T KNOW YOU.
I'M GONNA HANDLE
THE WHOLE THING.
YOU KNOW WHAT?
WHY DON'T WE LEAVE
THE BUSINESS FOR LATER,
OK? ALL RIGHT?
OH, JOBEY, DON'T.
COME ON.
JOBEY, STOP IT.
HEY, COME HERE.
FUCKING STOP IT,
JOBEY.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS WRONG WITH YOU?
I'M TRYING TO
FUCKING TALK TO YOU.
[INDISTINCT]
HIS CAR IS GONE.
[EXHALES]
I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT
HAPPENED LAST NIGHT.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
HOW THEY'RE
GETTING JUMPED.
YEAH.
SHIT'S GETTING
OUT OF HAND, MAN.
I BET THIS JACKASS
WENT BACK TO HIS OFFICE.
YOU THINK?
LET'S CHECK IT OUT.
YEAH.
SO, WHAT
DO YOU THINK?
DANNY, I THINK
YOU'RE A GREAT GUY
AND WE HAVE LOTS OF FUN,
BUT I DON'T THINK I'M READY
TO MAKE THAT KIND
OF COMMITMENT.
NO, SERIOUS, MAN.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
I THINK
IT'S ABOUT TIME
YOU FINALLY ASKED HER
TO MARRY YOU.
WHAT? YOU--
YOU KNEW ABOUT US?
DANNY.
SO, WHEN'D YOU FIND TIME
TO BUY HER A RING?
I DIDN'T.
IT'S MY MOM'S.
BEFORE SHE DIED,
SHE GAVE IT TO ME
AND SAID I'D KNOW
WHAT TO DO WITH IT
WHEN THE TIME
WAS RIGHT, BUT
I DIDN'T HAVE
A CLUE WHAT SHE
WAS TALKING ABOUT.
RIGHT.
'TILL NOW.
ONLY GOT
2 THINGS TO SAY.
YEAH?
FIRST--
CONGRATULATIONS, DANNY,
FROM THE BOTTOM
OF MY HEART, MAN.
YOU DESERVE IT.
THANKS, JACK.
AND, UH,
WHAT'S NUMBER 2?
BACHELOR PARTY
IN VEGAS.
YEAH!
SON OF A BITCH.
THERE HE IS.
WEXLER!
WHAT, DOING A LITTLE
HOUSECLEANING?
BACK OFF.
YOU KILLED OUR FRIEND,
YOU GREASY PIECE OF SHIT.
I DIDN'T KILL ANYBODY.
HIS NAME WAS GARY,
YOU FUCK.
I DON'T KNOW ANY GARY.
YOU DON'T?
LOOK AT HIM!
YEAH, WELL,
MY FRIEND HEATHER--
OH, NOW
YOU KNOW HIM.
NO, I KNOW HEATHER, WHO--
HE'S FUCKING DEAD.
YEAH, AND SO'S SHE.
YOU KNOW THEM?
WHY THE FUCK DID
YOU RUN FROM US
AT THE RESTAURANT?
WHAT RES--
YOU WERE THERE?
HE WOULDN'T LIE.
YOU WERE WITH THAT GUY?
I DON'T KNOW THAT GUY.
I DIDN'T--I SHOULD HAVE
NEVER GOTTEN INVOLVED
WITH THAT GUY.
WHO'S THE FUCKING
MYSTERY MAN?
YEAH, WHO IS HE?
I DON'T-- YOU WITH HIM?
I'M NOT BELIEVING
A FUCKING WORD
OUT OF HIS MOUTH.
NO. GET OFF.
GET--
MY PHONE!
FUCK YOUR PHONE.
WHAT DID GARY
FIND OUT?
WHAT'D HE FIND OUT
THAT YOU HAD TO KILL HIM?
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[SILENCED GUNSHOTS]
I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE
THEY REPLACED GARY
SO QUICKLY.
TO THEM, WE'RE ALL
EXPENDABLE, BABE.
DO YOU TRUST HER?
WE DON'T HAVE
A CHOICE.
YOU OK?
[RETCHES]
OH, THANKS.
JESUS.
THE HELL WAS THAT?
MORNING SICKNESS.
OOH.
YOU'RE PREGNANT.
DANNY?
YOU DON'T KNOW WHO
THE FATHER IS.
YOU LITTLE SLUT.
I AM 95% SURE
THAT IT'S DANNY.
I ALWAYS USE PROTECTION.
WE POLISHED OFF
2 BOTTLES OF WINE
ONE NIGHT, AND HE DIDN'T
HAVE ANY CONDOMS, AND
HE PROMISED ME
HE'D PULL OUT IN TIME.
WELL, THEY ALL THINK
THEY'RE MARKSMEN.
I WAS GONNA GRAB
MY CALENDAR
AND MATCH UP THE DATES.
WE'LL SEE.
ALL RIGHT. SO,
WHO'S THE OTHER 5%?
PLEASE DON'T TELL ME
IT'S GARY.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS WRONG WITH YOU?
OK.
WH--
JACK.
UH, NO.
WELL, SINCE NONE OF US
HAVE A SEPARATE SOCIAL LIFE,
I'M KINDA RUNNING OUT
OF OPTIONS.
FRANK MILLS.
REALLY?
OH, WHY DO YOU
SAY IT LIKE THAT?
I DON'T KNOW.
HE'S JUST SO...
STARCHED COLLAR.
OH, GOD,
HE'S THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE
OF DANNY.
SORRY I'M LATE.
AM I INTERRUPTING
SOMETHING?
DID YOU GET
THE STUFF?
THAT'S IT?
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA
HOW HARD IT WAS
TO GET THAT
FROM SULLIVAN?
HOW GOOD IS IT?
LAB SAYS IT'S PURE.
OK, SO, WE GIVE
JOBEY A TASTE,
AND WE ENTICE HIM TO
PLACE A BIGGER ORDER.
BY THE WAY, JOBEY'S
A COMPLETE PIG.
DON'T BE SURPRISED
IF HE TRIES
TO JAM HIS TONGUE
DOWN YOUR THROAT.
SOUNDS LIKE A REAL CATCH.
YEAH.
LISTEN, KAPPY,
YOU ACT LIKE A COP,
HE'LL SNIFF YOU OUT.
YEAH, JUST FORGET
EVERYTHING YOU LEARNED
AT THE ACADEMY,
AND YOU'LL DO FINE.
SAM, GO THROUGH
THE GARAGE.
KAPPY AND I WILL TAKE
THE FRONT DOOR.
JOBEY. IT'S TYLER.
BROUGHT
MY FRIEND BY.
SHIT.
SAM, FORGET THE GARAGE.
WE FOUND HIM.
Samantha:
I'M WALKING IN.
DAMN IT.
AH, FUCK.
I MEAN, IT COULDN'T HAVE
HAPPENED TO A NICER GUY.
WE GOTTA COVER THIS UP.
HOLD ON A SECOND.
THIS IS
A FUCKING CRIME SCENE.
IF JOBEY'S CREW SEES
THOSE SOUTHSIDE TAGS,
WE'RE GONNA HAVE
A FUCKING TURF WAR.
AND FOR ALL WE KNOW,
SOUTHSIDE DID THIS.
IF THEY DID,
JACK WILL FIND OUT.
WE'LL FIGURE OUT A WAY
TO TAKE THEM DOWN,
BUT NOT AT THE EXPENSE
OF 5 OR 10 MORE CASUALTIES.
DID YOU NOT HEAR
WHAT I SAID OUTSIDE, SAM?
CAN'T ACT OR THINK
LIKE A COP.
DIFFERENT RULES,
SWEETHEART.
COVER IT UP.
[SIGHS]
SO MANY FUCKING DEAD ENDS.
HEY, HOW'D IT GO?
YOU CAN PUT ANOTHER "X"
ON THE BOARD.
JOBEY.
D.O.A.
HE'S ONE PERSON
WHO DIDN'T DO IT.
[CLICKS TONGUE]
LET'S MAKE KAPPY
WATCH REED
BEFORE
WE CAN FIND OUT
WHO OUR
MYSTERY MAN IS.
GUYS,
IF THESE BODIES
KEEP PILING UP,
WE'RE GONNA BE
OUT OF A JOB.
JACK, YOU THINK POPTOP
PUT OUT THE HIT ON JOBEY?
LAST NIGHT HE SAID
HE WANTED TO WAIT, BUT...
HE IS THE IMPULSIVE TYPE.
NOW THERE'S ONE WAY
TO FIND OUT.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
[RING]
YEAH, WHO'S THIS?
"T," IT'S JACK.
HAVE YOU SEEN
MY UNCLE PAPI?
NO.
I'VE BEEN PAGING
HIM.
IF YOU SEE HIM,
DO ME A FAVOR.
GIVE ME A CALL
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
ALL RIGHT, NO PROBLEM.
OH, YEAH. I GOT
A NAME FOR YOU.
HOLD ON.
THE MERCEDES BELONGS
TO A THOMAS BENNY--
BENDY--
FUCK IT. I'LL SPELL
IT FOR YOU, MAN.
B-E-N-D-E-N-E-L-L-I.
HE LIVES
AT 407 CASA DEL REY
IN SANTA MONICA.
GOT IT, THANKS.
AND, UH, HEY,
ABOUT THAT OTHER THING
WE WERE TALKING ABOUT--
YOU GOTTA BE MORE
CLEAR ABOUT THAT.
MOVING ON NORTHSIDE.
NAH,
PAPI SAID IT'S BAD
FOR THE BUSINESS
RIGHT NOW.
OK.
HE'S GOT SOME THINGS
IN THE WORKS,
THOUGH, I THINK.
ALL RIGHT, I FEEL YOU.
YOU SEE PAPI--
I KNOW. I'LL PASS ALONG
THE MESSAGE.
COOL. LATER.
SOUTHSIDE DIDN'T HIT JOBEY.
BUT I DO KNOW WHERE TO FIND
THE BLACK MERCEDES.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
[RING]
[SIGHS]
SULLIVAN HERE.
HEY, CAPTAIN,
IT'S KAPPY.
UM, LISTEN, CAN YOU GET US
A SUBPOENA FOR SOME RECORDS?
ON WHO?
A LAWYER IN BEVERLY HILLS.
THOMAS BENDENELLI.
WE'VE SEEN HIM
A COUPLE OF TIMES,
AND I THINK HE MIGHT BE LINKED
TO THESE MURDERS.
I SEE WHERE YOU'RE
GOING WITH IT.
LET ME SEE
WHAT I CAN DO.
BYE.
[SULLIVAN SIGHS]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO]
TOOK TWO
IN THE CHEST,
ONE IN THE HEAD.
FROM THE LOOKS OF
THE HOLES LEFT IN HIM,
THEY'RE THINKING
HOLLOW POINTS.
PASSERBY HEARD
THE SHOTS,
SAW THE GETAWAY CAR.
WE'RE IN PURSUIT NOW,
I FIGURE.
Woman on radio: COME IN, 75.
ONE SEC.
GETAWAY CAR HIT A LIGHT
POLE IN THE MARINA.
THE SHOOTER GOT AWAY,
DRIVER'S IN CUSTODY.
ALL RIGHT.
RUN 'EM THROUGH, BOBBY.
WE'LL INTERROGATE 'EM
DOWN AT THE STATION.
GET A CANVASS
ON THE NEIGHBORHOOD.
SOMEBODY WHO CAN HELP US
I.D. THE SHOOTER.
YOU KNOW, SOMETHING TO RUN
BY THE DRIVER WITH.
AND GET THIS CRAP COVERED UP.
KEEP ME POSTED.
YES, SIR. GET A SHEET
ON THIS GUY!
[SNAPS FINGERS]
GET OVER HERE.
BEACH HOUSE NOW.
WHY WOULD HE BE GETTING
HIS HANDS DIRTY
WITH KILLING WEXLER
AND NOW JOBEY?
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHY.
HE'S THE ONLY GUY
TO HAVE DEALINGS
WITH BOTH JOBEY
AND WEXLER.
LOOK, THIS HAS TO BE
THE GUY.
IT'S ALL CLEAR.
THE GARAGE IS EMPTY.
ALL RIGHT.
WHO'S GOING IN?
I'LL DEFINITELY GO IN.
I NEED TO PEE.
WHY DIDN'T YOU GO BEFORE
WE LEFT THE HOUSE?
SORRY, DAD.
[CELL PHONES RING]
[RING]
[RING]
[RING]
[RING]
Woman: WHAT'S SO URGENT?
WHY ARE WE HERE?
Man: I WAS PAGED JUST
LIKE THE REST OF YOU.
THIS IS THE CAPTAIN'S
MEETING.
WHAT'S THIS ABOUT?
I'LL TELL YOU
WHAT IT'S ABOUT.
I WANT SOMEONE
TO EXPLAIN TO ME
WHY THE HELL 2
OF THE 3 KILOS
FOUND IN THE BACK
OF GARY'S CAR
TURNED OUT TO BE SUGAR.
WHAT?
OH, SHIT.
THE ON-SCENE DETECTIVE
WHO PERFORMED THE FIELD TEST
FAILED TO TEST
ALL 3 KILOS.
WHAT, ARE YOU KIDDING?
SOUND LIKE I'M KIDDING?
WE DECIDED TO TEST
ALL THE DRUGS
IN THE PROPERTY LOCKUP,
AND YOU KNOW WHAT WE FOUND?
OF THE 8 KILOS,
FIVE WERE SUGAR.
ANYBODY CAN GET
INTO PROPERTY LOCKUP.
INCLUDING MEMBERS
OF YOUR TEAM.
GEE, CAPTAIN, DON'T BEAT
AROUND THE BUSH.
YOU WANT TO CALL US
DIRTY, WHY DON'T YOU
JUST COME RIGHT OUT
AND SAY IT, HUH?
DANNY!
WHAT, FRANK?
WE BUST OUR ASSES
SO YOU TWO CAN TAKE
ALL THE CREDIT?
THEN YOU TRY AND BLAME
THIS SHIT ON US?
PUT A LEASH ON HIM.
HEY, FUCK YOU!
HEY, YOU'RE OFF THE CASE!
HEY, HOLD ON A SECOND.
NO, YOU HOLD ON!
YOU HAD YOUR SHOT.
WE HAVE MORE TIME
HERE.
TIME'S UP.
[QUIETLY] FUCK.
LET'S GO.
HEY, FRANK, WAY
TO STICK UP FOR US.
IT'S PRETTY COOL.
HEY, WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME
TO DO?
GROW A SPINE.
MILLS, THAT'S
OUR INTERROGATION.
NO. THAT WAS
OUR INTERROGATION.
I CAN GET YOU IN THAT ROOM.
AND TOUGH GUY...
IT'S A REAL SLICK MOVE--
PHYSICALLY THREATENING
A SUPERIOR OFFICER.
FUCK HIM, FRANK.
HELLO.
I SAID I CAN GET YOU
IN THAT ROOM.
SORRY. HEH.
COME BACK LATER.
LOOK, I GAVE
A FRIEND A RIDE.
THERE'S NO CRIME
WITH THAT.
YOU MIGHT AS WELL
HAVE PULLED THE TRIGGER.
I DIDN'T KILL
NOBODY.
BINGO.
Sullivan: THE ONLY MOVE...
GOOD GIRL.
ANYBODY
RECOGNIZE HIM?
Driver: I THINK
I WANT TO TALK
TO A LAWYER.
WAIT. I'VE SEEN HIM
WITH NORTHSIDE CREW.
I DON'T RECALL HIS NAME.
WHERE YOU GOING?
THERE'S NOTHING MORE
I CAN DO FOR YOU.
WAIT.
LOOK, THERE'S NO DEAL
IF YOU'RE GONNA LAWYER UP.
WHAT KIND OF DEAL?
YOU GIVE ME
THE SHOOTER'S NAME FIRST.
JUNIOR.
I DON'T KNOW ANY JUNIOR.
I'LL MAKE A CALL.
Sullivan: HIS FIRST
OR LAST NAME?
I KNOW HIM
AS JUNIOR.
THAT'S WHAT
EVERYBODY CALLS HIM.
I SWEAR.
WHY'D JUNIOR SHOOT PAPI?
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
IT WAS A CONTRACT HIT?
THAT'S RIGHT.
WHY JUNIOR?
I DON'T KNOW.
COME ON.
STOP JERKING ME AROUND.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.
LOOK,
I'M SERIOUS.
JUNIOR TELLS ME HE
GIVES ME 200 BONES
I GIVE HIM A RIDE
SOMEWHERE.
FIRST THING
I GOTTA DO,
I GOTTA TAKE HIM
TO THE PARKING LOT
OF A DRY CLEANER.
ALL RIGHT.
THAT'S WHERE
WE MET THE BAR,
PICKED UP THE GOODS.
AND WHAT'D HE LOOK LIKE?
I DON'T KNOW.
HE DIDN'T GET OUT
OF THE CAR.
LOOK, I CAN'T PUT A DEAL
ON THE TABLE
IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME
SOMETHING!
HIS CAR...
REAL SWEET RIDE.
A BLACK "E" 55.
BENDENELLI.
Sullivan: YOU BETTER NOT
BE LYING TO ME,
OR I'LL HANG YOU UP
BY YOUR NUTS.
ALL RIGHT.
ACCORDING TO ONE
OF JOBEY'S BOYS,
JUNIOR IS ONE
LUCIOUS JACKSON.
HE'S GOT AN APARTMENT
OF PALMS AVENUE.
THIS IS OUR CASE.
GET HIM.
GO.
[DOG BARKING]
LUCIOUS!
LUCIOUS!
Man: AAH! AAH!
DROP THE GUN,
LUCIOUS.
I'M NOT LUCIOUS.
I NEED AN AMBULANCE.
505 DEL RIO BOULEVARD.
RIGHT NOW!
WHERE'S LUCIOUS?
WHERE THE FUCK IS LUCIOUS?
I'LL SHOOT YOUR OTHER FOOT,
I SWEAR.
FUCK YOU, MAN.
LISTEN, YOU FUCK!
START TALKING!
DANNY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
KILL HIM, DANNY.
Danny: ANSWER ME!
POPTOP, MAN.
POPTOP TOOK HIM.
POPTOP DRAGGED HIM
OUT OF HERE, MAN.
I ONLY SHOT
AT YOU GUYS
'CAUSE I THOUGHT YOU
WAS HIM COMING BACK
TO GET ME, MAN.
OH, HE'S NOT GONNA LAST
LONG WITH POPTOP.
[QUIETLY] FUCK.
EASY. EASY, TYLER.
JUST LAY STILL.
AMBULANCE IS ON ITS WAY.
OK. ALL RIGHT.
WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED
IN THERE?
IT WAS MY FAULT.
IT WAS ALL OF US.
NOW'S NOT THE TIME
TO LOSE FOCUS.
ANY NEWS ON TYLER?
SHE JUST WENT
IN SURGERY.
WE'RE NOT GONNA HEAR
FOR A FEW HOURS.
ANY LUCK FINDING
LUCIOUS JACKSON?
POPTOP
SNATCHED HIM UP.
I BET ANYTHING HE HAS HIM
AT HIS TATTOO PARLOR.
THEN WHAT ARE WE
WAITING FOR?
HOLD UP, OK?
I GOT ONE PERSON DEAD.
I GOT ANOTHER ONE
FIGHTING FOR HER LIFE.
I'M NOT RISKING
ANY MORE LIVES HERE.
I KNOW, BUT,
FRANK, WE DON'T HAVE
A CHOICE.
IF LUCIOUS ISN'T DEAD
ALREADY, HE WILL BE
THE SECOND POPTOP
FINDS OUT
WHAT HE WANTS
TO KNOW.
FINE.
JACK AND DANNY ARE
PRIMARY.
NO. POPTOP KNOWS ME.
HE'LL BLOW MY COVER.
BUT HE DOES HAVE A THING
FOR HOOKERS.
ARE Y'ALL FOR IT?
YEAH.
SURE.
BUT LET ME MAKE
ONE THING CLEAR.
FIRST SIGN OF TROUBLE--
JACK AND I'LL BE
THROUGH THAT DOOR.
ALL RIGHT. THIS IS ABOUT
AS CLOSE AS WE WANT TO GET.
YOU KNOW, I WANT TO GET
ONE MORE SOUND CHECK.
LET'S DO IT.
LADY...
OK. SAY SOMETHING.
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?
HOOKER.
GOOD, OK.
ALL RIGHT. IF YOU CAN'T
GET LUCIOUS OUT,
DON'T TRY ANYTHING
RISKY.
WE CAN GO IN STRONG
OR TRY SOMETHING ELSE.
IF YOU GET IN TROUBLE,
WE NEED A SAFETY WORD.
HOW ABOUT BALL GAG?
I LIKE THIS GIRL.
I'M SERIOUS.
JUST STAY SHARP, OK?
[QUIETLY] OK.
HI, THERE.
YOU NEED SOMETHIN'?
UH...WE THOUGHT WE COULD
WORK FOR YOU.
YEAH, FOLLOW ME.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
♪ GOT THIS GIRL
SHOWING ME SOMETHIN' ♪
♪ AS SOON AS
THEY SEE MY CAR ♪
♪ THE COLOR OF A SKITTLE
♪ THEY START TO THINKIN'
TO THEMSELVES ♪
♪ A WHOLE BUNCH
OF RIDDLES ♪
♪ LIKE A PRADA GIRL,
BUT THEY DON'T CARE ♪
♪ THEY STILL WANNA SEE ME
ALL UP IN THEIR UNDERWEAR ♪
♪ AND I DON'T BLAME THEM
♪ I LOOK AT ME
AND WANT ME, TOO ♪
♪ BUT IS THE MONEY
♪ OR ME THAT MAKE YOU
DO WHAT YOU DO? ♪
DAMN! HA HA.
NICE ONE, DOG.
WHAT'S YOUR NAMES?
HONEY WITH AN I-E.
I'M GLITTER.
YOU GET 40,
I TAKE 60.
ALL RIGHT.
PUT THESE HOES
TO WORK.
AND HEY--
CLEAN THAT SHIT UP.
I GOTTA MAKE A RUN.
ALL RIGHT. LET'S GET
THIS PARTY CRACKIN', YO.
PUT ON SOME
BOOTY-SHAKIN' MUSIC.
LET'S GO.
SO UH...
LET'S SEE WHAT YOU GOT
WRAPPED UP IN THERE.
'SCUSE ME?
BITCH, LOOK,
IF YOU WANNA WORK HERE,
I GOTTA SEE
WHAT YOU GOT.
SO IF I TELL YOU
TO SHOW ME YOUR TITS,
YOUR GONNA SHOW ME
YOUR TITS--
UNLESS YOU NEED ME
TO SLAP ON THAT ASS
FOR SOME MOTIVATION,
HUH?
DON'T TEASE ME, BOO.
OK. YOU GUYS WORK
AS A TEAM, HUH?
WHY, YOU LIKE THAT?
WELL, YOU KNOW, I MIGHT
A LITTLE TEST DRIVE
OR SOMETHING.
WELL, WHY DON'T WE
JUST GO IN HERE.
NO, NO, NO.
THAT ROOM'S OFF LIMITS.
COME HERE, LET ME SEE
WHAT YOU GOT.
OH, DADDY,
I'M THE SHY ONE.
BITCH!
BE NICE, NOW.
YOU BETTER LET GO
OF MY HAND
BEFORE I CLOSE IT
AND KNOCK YOU
THE FUCK OUT.
YO, I DON'T THINK YOU
REALLY WANNA DO THAT.
HEY! OOH!
AHH!
YO, WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?
AHH!
OOH!
AHH!
AHH!
[SCREAMS]
I AIN'T TELL YOU...
SHIT.
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
WE'RE A DOCUMENTARY
FILM CREW.
A WHAT?
YEAH. WE'RE DOING
A STORY ON GANG WARS
DOWN HERE IN VENICE.
OH, JESUS CHRIST.
AND WE WANT YOU
TO BE THE STAR.
YEAH. WE WANNA TALK
TO YOU ABOUT JOBEY
AND SOME OF THE OTHER
WESTSIDE DEALERS.
UH, AND GET MY NUTS
SHOT OFF?
NOW COME ON, LUCIOUS,
DON'T YOU WATCH
THE NEWS?
WE'LL DISGUISE
YOUR FACE,
YOUR VOICE,
NOBODY'S GONNA KNOW
IT'S YOU.
WE'RE GONNA PROTECT YOU.
BULLSHIT!
JOBEY KNOWS A LOT
OF PEOPLE IN THIS TOWN.
JOBEY'S DEAD.
AHH, COME ON, GUYS,
YOU'RE SHITTIN' ME, RIGHT?
HOW?
SOMEBODY SHOT HIM.
DO YOU KNOW WHO?
WELL, THAT WHY
WE NEED YOUR HELP.
NOW--
WHAT WE'D LIKE YOU TO DO
IS MAKE A CALL
AND SAY EXACTLY
WHAT'S WRITTEN, OK?
ARE YOU CRAZY?
LOOK, THANKS
FOR GETTIN' ME OUT
OF THAT JAM BACK THERE.
THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY
I'M SAYING THAT.
WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?
OH, I DON'T KNOW,
MAYBE I DON'T WANNA
END UP IN A DUMPSTER.
WELL, THAT'S NOT
GONNA HAPPEN.
WE GOT YOUR BACK.
YOU GOT MY BACK?
PUH, I JUST MET YOU
GUYS 5 MINUTES AGO
AND YOU GOT MY BACK?
YOU KNOW WHAT?
HE'S RIGHT.
WE HAVE MORE THAN
ENOUGH FOOTAGE
TO SELL TO THE NETWORKS.
AND I'M SURE YOU'RE NOT
INTERESTED IN A CUT, SO--
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
WAIT A MINUTE.
WAIT, CUT?
WHOA! WAIT.
HOLD ON.
HOW MUCH?
50 GRAND, SPLIT 5 WAYS.
OH, FUCK THAT!
I'M TAKING
ALL THE RISK HERE.
I WANT 50%.
25%.
45%.
37.5%. FINAL OFFER.
I WANT IT IN WRITING.
[SLAMS PHONE]
JUST MAKE
THE FUCKING CALL.
COOL, AS LONG AS
WE GOT A DEAL.
SAY WHAT'S ON
THE PAPER?
YOU CAN AD-LIB
A LITTLE,
BUT JUST KEEP IT
SHORT AND SWEET.
SHORT AND SWEET.
I LIKE THAT.
[PHONE RINGS]
HELLO?
MR. BENDENELLI?
YEAH. AND WHO IS THIS?
IT'S THE GUY
WHO TOOK CARE
OF THAT LITTLE PROBLEM
FOR YOU.
AHH, YOU KNOW,
I HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT YOU'RE
TALKING ABOUT.
SO I'M GOING
TO HANG UP NOW.
I WOULDN'T DO THAT,
IF I WERE YOU.
COPS JUST CAUGHT
MY DRIVER.
HE'S PROBABLY ALREADY
FINGERED ME BY NOW.
WELL, SEEMS THAT YOU'VE
GOTTEN YOURSELF
INTO A LITTLE BIT
OF A JAM.
AND SO WILL YOU BE,
IF THEY FIND ME
BEFORE I GET OUT OF TOWN.
AND HOW MUCH
DO YOU WANT?
$20.000.
I WILL GIVE YOU 10.
AND WHERE DO YOU
WANT TO MEET?
YOU KNOW WHERE ABBOT
KINNEY AND ANTILLES IS?
YEAH.
WELL, ONE BLOCK
FROM THERE, TURN RIGHT,
SECOND HOUSE TO THE LEFT.
COOL. SEE YOU THERE.
PAYBACK'S A BITCH,
MOTHER FUCKER.
IT'S ON.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
HEY, THIS IS DANNY,
I CAN'T COME TO THE PHONE
RIGHT NOW,
BUT LEAVE ME A MESSAGE.
JESUS CHRIST.
WHERE ARE YOU PEOPLE?
I'VE ALREADY LEFT
3 MESSAGES.
CALL ME BACK.
FUCK!
ALL RIGHT,
HOW'S THAT LOOK?
IT'S GREAT.
ALL RIGHT. LUCIOUS,
I NEED YOU TO SAY SOMETHIN'.
IT'S PRETTY
FUCKING COOL, MAN.
GETTIN' ME EXCITED.
ALL RIGHT. GOOD.
GOT IT.
PUT THESE ON FOR ME.
WHAT ARE THESE FOR?
THERE'S A SMALL CAMERA ON THE
RIGHT SIDE OF THE FRAME.
RIGHT THERE.
CAN I KEEP THESE
WHEN WE'RE DONE?
IF YOU ARE
REAL GOOD.
NOW THIS PROBABLY ISN'T
THE RIGHT TIME,
BUT I JUST WANTED
TO TELL YOU THAT
I ASKED SAM TO MARRY ME.
AND I'M PROUD TO SAY
SHE SAID YES.
SAM, YOU'RE REALLY
SELLING YOURSELF
SHORT ON THIS ONE, HUH?
JACK.
CONGRATULATIONS.
THANK YOU.
CONGRATULATIONS.
GREAT. CONGRATULATIONS,
BUT I'M SHITTIN' DONUTS
HERE, MAN,
WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?
WELL, LUCIOUS, THAT'S
WHY I SAID WHAT I SAID,
TO CUT THE TENSION.
YOU MEAN YOU GUYS
HAVE DONE THIS BEFORE?
HEY, YOU HAVE NO IDEA.
YOU FUCKING MANIACS.
I LIKE YOU GUYS.
FUCK.
HERE.
OH, SHIT.
ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT. JUST LIKE
WE TALKED ABOUT,
GET HIM TO ADMIT
HE ORDERED THE HIT
ON PAPI. THAT'S IT.
BUT WAIT. HOW THE HELL
AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT?
JUST AS HIM HOW
A RICH GUY LIKE HIM
WOULD KNOW SOMEONE
LIKE JOBEY.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN? SOMEBODY'S
GOTTA BE OUT HERE.
DANNY, THAT--
GET IN THERE.
GO ON. I'LL BE FINE.
GUYS, WE GOTTA GO NOW.
COME ON, LET'S GO.
SHIT!
[KNOCK KNOCK]
HEY, MAN, YOU WEREN'T
FOLLOWED, WERE YOU?
LET'S GET THIS
OVER WITH, ALL RIGHT?
YEAH. RIGHT?
I'M ASSUMING THAT YOU
DON'T NEED TO COUNT THIS.
AHH, I TRUST YOU.
NOW YOU ARE GOING
TO DISAPPEAR.
YOU WILL NEVER
COME BACK.
NO PROBLEM.
AND IF YOU KNOW
WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU...
DON'T EVER CONTACT
ME AGAIN.
COOL.
UH, HEY,
WAIT A SECOND, MAN.
CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING?
HOW DO YOU
EVEN KNOW JOBEY?
MAN, I WOULDN'T THINK
A PUNK LIKE THAT
WOULD BE A MEMBER
OF YOUR COUNTRY CLUB.
HA. I WAS JUST CURIOUS.
THAT WAS A VERY,
VERY BIG MISTAKE.
SAM!
GET DOWN.
MAN, THAT WAS
FUCKING AWESOME, MAN.
THAT'S WHAT
I'M TALKING ABOUT.
FUCKING MANIACS, MAN.
YOU GUYS ARE
FUCKING MANIACS.
AAH! GOD DAMN IT!
COME ON.
HELP ME.
ARE YOU OK?
OH, DANNY
HE'LL BE FINE.
WE JUST NEED TO GET
HIM TO THE HOSPITAL.
FUCK!
HE FIRED A NUMBER
OF SHOTS IN RETURN,
MY PARTNER WAS HIT
IN THE LEG.
[WOMAN OVER POLICE RADIO]
HEY, HEY, HEY!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
NOT--NOTHING.
I'M JUST NOT RIDING
IN AN AMBULANCE.
I'M FINE.
DON'T BE STUPID, DANNY.
YOU'RE GETTING THAT
LOOKED AT.
FINE. YOU WANNA TAKE
A LOOK? LOOK. HERE.
JACK, YOU'RE TAKING ME
TO THE HOSPITAL.
COME ON, MAN.
DO ANY OF YOU KNOW
HOW TO ANSWER
A FUCKING PHONE?
RELAX, FRANK.
HOW MANY TIMES
DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?
IT'S SERGEANT MILLS.
GIVE ME A RIDE
TO THE HOSPITAL.
I'LL EXPLAIN EVERYTHING
ON THE WAY.
JACK, GET HIM
TO THE HOSPITAL.
I GOT HIM.
I'LL SEE YOU GUYS THERE.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS GOING ON?
SULLIVAN, HERE.
SIR, IT'S KAPPY.
YEAH. I JUST HEARD
BENDENELLI'S DEAD.
AND HOW'S DANNY DOING?
JACK'S TAKING HIM
TO THE HOSPITAL.
LISTEN, REMEMBER THE NUMBER
I ASKED YOU TO RUN?
YEAH, BENDENELLI'S.
I PUT IT THROUGH, HE'S DEAD.
SOMETHING DOESN'T
FEEL RIGHT.
WOULD YOU MIND
CHECKING YOUR EMAIL.
YEAH, S--, ALL RIGHT.
WAIT A MINUTE.
HOLD ON.
YOU KEPT ME
OUT OF THE LOOP.
JUST CALM DOWN
AND LET ME TELL YOU
WHAT HAPPENED.
OK. FIRST OF ALL,
IF YOU DON'T MIND,
I'D LIKE TO FINISH
OUR PREVIOUS CONVERSATION.
I DON'T WANT TO SOUND
INSENSITIVE, BUT, UM--
I'M NOT PREPARED
TO BE A FATHER.
AND FRANKLY,
I DON'T THINK
THAT I NEED TO BARE
THAT RESPONSIBILITY.
YOU DON'T?
HOW'S IT LOOK?
[PANTING]
LIKE I'VE BEEN SHOT.
SAM, I ALWAYS WORE
A CONDOM.
RELIGIOUSLY.
AND IF ONE OF THEM
HAPPENED TO BE FAULTY--
JESUS, FRANK. YOU KNOW,
I HAVE NO IDEA
WHY THE FUCK I EVER
HOOKED UP WITH YOU
IN THE FIRST PLACE.
GOT THEM HERE.
LINDA FROM RECORDS SHOULD'VE
SENT US SOMETHING BY NOW.
LET'S SEE.
I MEAN, SHE'S USUALLY
PRETTY GOOD ABOUT THIS.
DO YOU SEE IT?
HOLY SHIT.
DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT.
YOU CAN JUST
RELAX, FRANK,
BECAUSE IT'S NOT YOURS.
SO YOU DID FUCK DANNY?
LOOK OUT, FRANK!
JEEZ!
SAM. SAM, GIVE ME
THE GUN.
YOU PIECE OF SHIT.
JUST LET ME EXPLAIN.
WHAT IS HE DOING?
SOMETHING'S WRONG, MAN.
COME ON.
SHIT.
[TIRES SQUEAL]
FRANK!
FRANK!
PUT IT DOWN.
I TOLD YOU--
IT'S SERGEANT MILLS.
GET THE GAS TANK.
[POLICE SIREN]
I LOVE YOU, BABY.
AW, SCREW IT.
I GUESS GARY WOULDN'T
WANT US TO ACT THIS WAY.
WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY WE SHOULD
BREAK OUT THE CHAMPAGNE
AND PARTY IN HIS MEMORY.
BUT WE DO HAVE
SPARKLING CIDER
FOR THE EXPECTANT MOTHER.
AW.
A COP DESERVES
A HERO'S BURIAL.
BROUGHT THESE FOR TYLER.
GLAD YOU'RE GONNA BE OK.
DANNY, HOW'S YOUR LEG?
WHY, YOU LOOKING
FOR A NEW DANCING PARTNER?
NOT QUITE. I JUST CAME
TO APOLOGIZE.
YEAH, WELL, FORGIVE US
IF WE FIND THAT A LITTLE
LESS THAN GENUINE, CAPTAIN.
LOOK, UH...
I TRUSTED FRANK MILLS.
AND HE ABUSED
THAT TRUST.
THE DETAILS
ARE A LITTLE SPOTTY,
BUT IT LOOKS LIKE
FRANK AND BENDENELLI
WE'RE TRYING TO TAKE OVER
THE DRUG TRADE IN VENICE.
THEIR FIRST STEP WAS TO
ELIMINATE THE COMPETITION
BY CREATING A DRUG WAR.
THAT EXPLAINS THE PHONY
GANG SIGNS ON JOBEY'S WALL.
WHAT ABOUT THE DRUGS
STOLEN OUT OF LOCKUP?
FRANK WAS SWAPPING
THE KILOS OUT FOR SUGAR,
THEN PUTTING
THE SEIZED PRODUCT
BACK ONTO THE STREETS.
WELL, HE WAS A LOT SMARTER
THAN HE LOOKED.
100% PURE PROFIT.
WAY TO GO, FRANK.
LOOK, UH...
I KNOW I MADE
A LOT OF ASSUMPTIONS
ABOUT YOU GUYS.
I'M SORRY ABOUT THAT.
YEAH.
SO WHAT HAPPENS NOW?
NOW THAT FRANK IS GONE,
WE DON'T HAVE A SUPERVISOR
FOR THE GROUP.
SO I DIDN'T THINK
YOU GUYS WOULD MIND
DRIVING BLACK AND WHITES
FOR A WHILE.
BULLSHIT!YEAH.
CALM YOURSELVES.
PREGNANT OR NOT, I'M NOT
DRIVING A BLACK AND WHITE.
I'M ONLY KIDDING YOU.
YOU CAN DRIVE
WHAT YOU WANT,
AND YOU CAN WEAR
WHAT YOU WANT.
SO WE'RE STILL
UNDERCOVER.
STILL UNDERCOVER.
ONLY THIS TIME I'M GONNA
GIVE YOU BIGGER CASES.
AND WE'RE GONNA
KICK IT UP A NOTCH.
NICE.
THAT'S FUNNY,
'CAUSE I THOUGHT
YOU WERE GONNA BUST US
DOWN TO METER MAIDS.
WHEN THE MAYOR
FOUND OUT YOU CRACKED
A MAJOR COCAINE RING
AND SOLVED 4 HOMICIDES
WITHIN 48 HOURS,
WELL, LET ME
PUT IT THIS WAY--
MY ORDERS
ARE TO MAKE YOU HAPPY.
WELL,
THAT CONVERTIBLE PORSCHE
FROM THE IMPOUND
WOULD MAKE ME HAPPY.
[ALL LAUGH]
TAKE IT SLOW NOW, GUYS.
SO THAT GOES
FOR ALL OF US?
ALL 5 OF US.
YOU MEAN 4 OF YOU.
I--I COUNT 5
IN THIS GROUP.
5, YEAH. I MEAN, YOU WOULDN'T
WANT TO PISS OFF THE MAYOR.
KAPPY...
HELL, YEAH.
[ALL CHEER]
ALL RIGHT!
BREAK OUT THE CHAMPAGNE.
WHOO-HOO!
[CHEERING]
[INDISTINCT TALKING]
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ♪
♪ YOU DON'T LIKE
HOW I'M LIVING, MAN? ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON
♪ LET'S GET IT ON
♪ YOU WANNA GET IT ON?
♪ THEN LET'S GET IT ON
♪ YOU DON'T LIKE
HOW I'M LIVIN'?
♪ LET'S GET IT
[GUNSHOT]
♪ DISGUSTING SPIT
ON THE MIC ♪
♪ WHEN I BE BUSTING
♪ SUCKER HAS
TO LEAVE THE MIC ♪
♪ RUSTING IN MY SALIVA
♪ YOU HAVE TO TRY
TO PRY THE MIC ♪
♪ THAT IS IN MY GRIP
♪ MORE HIP THAN PELVIS,
SMELL THIS ♪
♪ RHYME RELISH,
HELLISH ROCK RHYTHM ♪
♪ BUSTING RHYMES WITH ALL
BEFORE YOU FLUSH OUT YOUR JISM ♪
♪ MAN, THIS AIN'T EVIL
♪ WHEN I'M LYING,
YOU WERE LIGHTING ♪
♪ I'M WRITING
TO TIGHTEN UP MY FLOW ♪
♪ WHEN I BE FIGHTING
♪ SO DON'T FRIGHTEN
♪ I MAKE THE DEAD
JUMP OUT THE CASKET ♪
[INDISTINCT RAPPING]
♪ SO WATCH ME GET
YOUR ASS ♪
♪ TO DO THE HUNTING,
I'M THE CAPTOR ♪
♪ I'M A WILD
VELOCIRAPTOR ♪
♪ LIKE A T-REX--
[INDISTINCT]
♪ AND I PRESS BONES,
SO WHAT'S UP, HOLMES? ♪
♪ FUCK YOU ALL THE WAY
FROM YOUR ADAPTOR ♪
♪ TO YOUR HEADPHONES
♪ GET LOANS,
PLEASE DON'T BOTHER ♪
♪ STOP STILL
MY RHYMING ♪
♪ DROP THEM,
WE'LL KEEP CLIMBING ♪
♪ I GOT YOUR GIRL
STRAIGHT SLIMING ♪
♪ AND CREAMING,
GRAB THE MIC ♪
[INDISTINCT RAPPING]
♪ NEVER THE ONE
TO BACKSTAB ♪
♪ SEE, YOU NEVER
CATCH ME SCHEMING ♪
♪ I'M JUST DREAMING
♪ I'LL MAKE IT WITH
THE TALENT I WAS GIVEN ♪
♪ I'M DRIVEN
♪ WHAT? THAT'S
HOW I'M LIVING ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT
♪ LET'S GET IT,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT
♪ LET'S GET IT,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT
♪ LET'S GET IT,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT
♪ YOU DON'T LIKE HOW
I'M LIVING, MAN? ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON
♪ LET'S GET IT ON
♪ YOU WANNA GET IT ON?
♪ THEN LET'S GET IT ON
♪ YOU DON'T LIKE HOW
I'M LIVING, MAN? ♪
♪ FUCK YOU
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT?
♪ YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME?
♪ YOU GOT BEEF WITH ME?
♪ COME ON, MOTHERFUCKER
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT? C'MON,
THEN LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME?
THEN LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ YOU GOT BEEF WITH ME?
THEN LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ YOU WANNA GET IT ON?
LET'S GET IT ♪
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT, MAN?
YOU WANNA FIGHT ME? ♪
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT, MAN?
YOU WANNA FIGHT ME? ♪
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT, MAN?
YOU WANNA FIGHT ME? ♪
♪ THEN LET'S GET IT ON,
MOTHERFUCKER ♪
♪ UNH, YOU DON'T LIKE
HOW I'M LIVING, MAN? ♪
♪ FUCK YOU
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
WHAT IS IT?
Woman: CAPTAIN SULLIVAN,
THE MAYOR IS ON
LINE ONE FOR YOU.
OK, KATHY.
PUT HIM THROUGH.
OH, AND SIR? HE DOESN'T
SOUND HAPPY. HERE YOU GO.
HEY, AFTERNOON,
MR. MAYOR.
Mayor: WHAT THE HELL
IS GOING ON
WITH YOUR VENICE
DIVISION, SULLIVAN?
2 RIVAL GANGS, SIR,
THAT TRY TO CONTROL
THE DRUG TRADE.
THE NORTHSIDE SURF CREW
AND THE SOUTHSIDE CRIPS.
THERE WAS A CONFRONTATION,
AND, UH...
THE BOARDWALK BECAME
A SHOOTING RANGE, SIR.
NOW, YOU LISTEN TO ME.
I AM UP FOR REELECTION,
AND IF YOU CAN'T
DO YOUR JOB,
I'LL FIND SOMEBODY
WHO CAN, YOU HEAR ME?
MR. MAYOR, I UNDERSTAND.
I WILL MAKE
THE DRUG TRADE IN VENICE
MY TOP PRIORITY, SIR.
YOU CAN GUARANTEE IT.
THANK YOU, SIR.
SERGEANT
FRANK MILLS, PLEASE.
MILLSY, IT'S
CAPTAIN SULLIVAN.
I WANT YOU TO GET OVER
HERE TO MY OFFICE A.S.A.P.
YOU KNOW THAT IDEA OF YOURS
ABOUT THE DRUG TASK FORCE?
WELL, BRING
EVERYTHING YOU GOT.
RIGHT.
SO WHAT DO YOU GOT
FOR ME, MILLS?
HMM.
GARY RANTOW.
MUSICIAN FROM
A BAND ON THE RISE.
PUT DOWN
HIS GUITAR WHEN
HIS LEAD SINGER
AND BEST FRIEND
O.D.ed ON HEROIN.
WHAT'S HER STORY?
IT'S TYLER SMYTHE.
TOP-RANKED SURFER
UNTIL SHE SUFFERED SOME
CAREER-ENDING INJURY.
SHE'S IN GREAT SHAPE NOW
AND RESPECTED
BY THE SURF CROWD.
JACK MANDELEYA.
LOST 2 BROTHERS TO
GANG-RELATED VIOLENCE.
HE'S A SMART KID,
KNOWS THE STREETS
AS WELL AS ANYBODY,
AND HE'S A ONE-PUNCH
BOXER IN THE RING.
HMM.
HMM IS RIGHT.
SAMANTHA KELSH.
DADDY'S AN A-LIST
RECORD PRODUCER.
SHE'S NO STRANGER
TO THE HOLLYWOOD
AND L.A. CLUB SCENE.
[SIGHS] HOW ABOUT HIM?
HE'S DANNY FENSTER.
COMES FROM A LONG LINE
OF DISTINGUISHED
LAW VETERANS.
HIS FATHER WAS
A POLICE CHIEF
WITH THE N.Y.P.D.
THIS KID'S
A NATURAL TEAM LEADER.
THEY'RE ABOUT HALFWAY
THROUGH THE ACADEMY
AT THIS POINT.
WHAT, ARE WE GONNA YANK
THEM OUT OF THE ACADEMY?
BEFORE THEY'VE EVEN FINISHED
FORMAL POLICE TRAINING?
THAT'S THE WHOLE
POINT, CAPTAIN.
COPS THINK
AND ACT LIKE COPS
AND ARE RESTRICTED
BY THE RULES
OF LAW ENFORCEMENT.
THESE KIDS
ARE ALL INSTINCTS
AND STREET SMARTS.
THEY KNOW
NO BOUNDARIES.
THEY'LL DO
WHATEVER IT TAKES
TO GET THE INTEL WE NEED
TO MAKE OUR DRUG BUST.
YOU KNOW, THE REASON
I REJECTED
YOUR INITIAL PROPOSAL
WAS BECAUSE
I'M A LITTLE UNEASY
ABOUT THIS
"OFF THE BOOKS" APPROACH.
YOU KNOW, IT COULD GET REAL
SLIPPERY OUT THERE, FRANK.
CHANGING TIMES REQUIRE
CHANGING METHODS,
CAPTAIN.
WE HAVE TO THINK
OUTSIDE THE BOX.
BESIDES, ONLY YOU AND I
WILL KNOW
ABOUT THE UNIT.
IF ANYTHING GOES WRONG,
WE'LL HAVE PLAUSIBLE
DENIABILITY.
YOU'RE A SNEAKY
LITTLE SHIT, FRANK.
THANK YOU, SIR.
ALL RIGHT. WHAT DO YOU NEED
TO MAKE THIS HAPPEN?
CASH, A SAFE HOUSE,
AND SOME HIGH-END CARS.
WHERE'D YOU GET THESE?
STATE-SEIZED ASSETS
FROM A CORRUPT
MONEY MANAGER.
EVERYTHING'S CLEAN.
NO TIES TO THE GANGS
OR DRUG WORLD.
OK. THE TEAM'S A GO.
JUST MAKE SURE
YOU GET RESULTS.
OH, I WILL, SIR.
AND FAST!
THANKS, CAPTAIN.
YOU WON'T REGRET THIS.
GOD, I HOPE NOT.
DAMN!
[GUN SHOTS
WITH A SILENCER]
[KNOCKS ON DOOR] SAM?
YOU ALMOST DONE IN HERE?
JUST ABOUT. AHEM.
SOMETIMES I FORGET HOW
BEAUTIFUL YOU REALLY ARE.
WHAT'S THAT
BEHIND YOUR BACK?
WHAT'S IT LOOK LIKE?
A PREGNANCY TEST?
IS IT...
YEAH.
JESUS, SAM, THAT'S JUST...
YOU'RE UNDERCOVER
FOR CHRIST'S SAKES.
THINK I'M REALLY LOOKING
FOR A LECTURE RIGHT NOW?
IS IT EVEN MINE?
YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE.
SPARE ME
THE INNOCENT ROUTINE.
WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED
TO MEAN?
YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW
ABOUT YOU AND DANNY?
YOU DON'T MAKE SERGEANT
BY AGE 30
WITHOUT BEING
A DAMN GOOD COP.
GOOD FOR YOU.
HOW LONG HAVE YOU
BEEN LATE?
MEANING?
YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS.
[BEEPING]
I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS.
THIS CONVERSATION
ISN'T OVER.
[BEEPING]
MILLS HERE.
Girl: LOOK AT THAT.
HE'S WITH
THAT GOOFY SLUT.
TYLER, HE'S JUST
DOING HIS JOB.
GREAT.
DEEP BREATHS, TYLER.
EASY FOR YOU TO SAY.
HE'S NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND.
HEY, WEXLER.
IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU.
I WANT YOU TO MEET
ONE OF MY FRIENDS.
THIS IS GARY, THE MUSICIAN
I WAS TELLING YOU ABOUT.
IN HAVANA I COULD SEE
BLOOD IN THE STREETS.
Gary: HEY, YOU EVER
THINK ABOUT WRITING
A SONG ABOUT IT?
Sam: OK, GRABBING HER ASS
ISOVER THE LINE.
I'M GREAT.
I'M GREAT.
WEXLER, WEXLER REED,
GOING INSIDE,
COME ON. RIGHT HERE.
MAYBE I COULD GET
YOUR NUMBER OR SOMETHING?
YEAH, GET MY NUMBER
FROM HEATHER.
GIVE ME A CALL MAYBE...
WE CAN WORK
SOMETHING OUT.
RIGHT ON.
WHAT...THE FUCK?
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED
TO DO?
YOU COULD TONE IT DOWN
A BIT, GARY.
YEAH, WELL, IT GOT ME
IN TO MEET WEXLER.
GOOD POINT.
WHERE'S TYLER?
YOU SHOULD LET HER
COOL DOWN A BIT.
WHO'S THE BLACK GUY
WITH JOBEY?
NEVER SEEN HIM.
MIGHT BE SOMEBODY
TO WATCH.
COULD BE JOBEY'S SUPPLIER.
WE SHOULD KEEP
AN EYE ON HIM.
I'M GOING TO GET
A PICTURE.
TO THE LEFT.
SAY CHEESE.
CHEESE.
AW, YOU SO BEAUTIFUL.
OH, THANK YOU.
WE GOT TROUBLE.
WHAT'S HE DOING NOW?
HEADING THIS WAY, HURRY.
HURRY.
ARGH.
HEY, MAN, HOW YOU DOING?
WHOA!
FUCK MAN!
I'VE SEEN YOU AROUND.
YEAH?
I DON'T LIKE YOUR FACE.
HE'S COOL, JOBEY.
NO, THAT MAKES ME
WONDER ABOUT YOU!
WHAT?
IF YOU KNOW
WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU,
YOU'LL STAY THE FUCK
AWAY FROM ME.
ALL RIGHT. KEEP HIM
THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME.
TAKE NAP OR SOMETHING.
WE'RE LEAVING.
COME HERE, BABY.
I THINK WE'VE WORN
OUT OUR WELCOME.
UH, I'M GOING
TO GO GET TYLER.
A GOOD IDEA.
SAM, TYLER.
FUCK!
YOUNG MYSTERY GUY
IS ON THE MOVE.
THIS MIGHT BE OUR ONLY
CHANCE TO I.D. HIM.
CAR'S GOT NO PLATES.
I'M ON IT.
TYLER, WE GOT TO ROLL.
WHAT'S WRONG?
I'LL LET GARY EXPLAIN.
WHERE'D HE GO?
I DON'T KNOW.
[BEEPING]
HELLO?
GARY, WHERE ARE YOU?
THE MYSTERY MAN
LEFT THE PARTY.
I COULDN'T WAIT FOR YOU.
GARY.
[VOICE BREAKING UP]
ARE YOU THERE?
[VOICE BREAKING UP]
I CAN'T HEAR YOU.
I CAN'T HEAR YOU.
I'M FOLLOWING HIM.
DON'T GO IN WITHOUT US.
GARY?
OK.
LET'S GO.
GO WHERE? WE HAVE
NO IDEA WHERE HE IS.
WE'LL CATCH UP WITH
HIM AT THE HOUSE.
TRY HIM ON THE PHONE
ONE MORE TIME.
MAYBE HE'S IN A BAD AREA.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
Man: YOU'RE ROCKING OUT TO KROK.
KEEP YOUR HEADS DOWN IF YOU'RE
DRIVING THROUGH VENICE.
ANOTHER GANG BANGER AND POSSIBLE
DRUG DEALER
GOT HIMSELF SHOT YESTERDAY,
MAKING IT 6 DEAD
FOR THIS WEEK ALONE.
UP NEXT, WE'VE GOT A HOT
NEW LOCAL BAND
STRAIGHT OUT OF VENICE,
VIVASEX COMING AT YOU.
WHAT'S THE WORST OF THE WORST
THING ABOUT THIS JOB?
THERE'S SOMETHING
WORSE THAN SWEATIN'
YOUR ASS OFF IN A CAR
WITH NO A/C?
SEEING THE LOOK
IN MY FATHER'S EYES
WHEN I TOLD HIM I WAS GOING
TO DROP OUT OF THE ACADEMY.
YEAH. AT LEAST
YOU HAVE AN OLD MAN.
I KNOW.
AND TRUST ME, IF HE'S
ANYTHING LIKE MINE,
BE HAPPY HE'S
OUT OF YOUR LIFE.
FUCKING ASSHOLE.
HEY, THERE'S T-BONE.
WHAT HE'D DO,
CHOP HIS GRANDMA'S RIDE UP?
I'M OUT.
GOT YOUR BACK, PUNK.
YOU BETTER.
YO, T-BONE.
WHAT'S UP, JACK?
NOT MUCH.
HEY, HOLD UP A SEC,
ALL RIGHT? POST HERE.
HEY, MAN,
THIS IS JACK.
WHO?
IT'S THE DUDE I WAS
TELLING YOU ABOUT, MAN.
HE DON'T LOOK SO BADASS.
MAN, JACK IS STRAIGHT UP
GANGSTA, HOMEY.
COME HERE, JACK.
SO I HEARD YOU'RE
LOOKING FOR SOME ACTION.
PLAYERS PLAY?
YOU WANT TO ROLL
WITH THE SOUTHIES,
YOU GOTTA GET JUMPED IN.
Man: IS THAT A PROBLEM?
THERE AIN'T
NO OTHER WAY.
YO, TINY.
HA HA, OH, MY GOD.
HE'S AS BIG AS A HOUSE.
GOD...
WHY DON'T YOU GIVE JACK
A SOUTHSIDE WELCOME?
GET 'EM, TINY!
COME ON, TINY!
COME ON, TINY!
WHY DON'T YOU BRING HIM
BY THE SHOP?
ALL RIGHT.
SEE IF WE CAN'T WORK
SOMETHING OUT.
YO, JACK, YOU GET SOME...
FOR THAT ONE, BITCH.
IT'S OFFICIAL.
COME TO THE TATTOO PARLOR
TOMORROW,
SHOW YOU HOW WE GET DOWN,
ALL RIGHT?
ALL RIGHT.
CLEAN THIS SHIT UP.
BITCH.
HA HA HA, CLASSIC!
Danny: HA HA, OH,
YOU SEE THAT MAN?
YO, THAT CRYPT DROPPED LIKE
A 300 POUND BAG OF SHIT.
W-WHAT? OH.
HA HA.
HE WENT DOWN
LIKE A BUNCH OF BRICKS.
LADIES.
WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
UH, JACK WAS IN RARE FORM.
WHERE'S GARY?
WE WERE HOPING
YOU MIGHT KNOW.
WE GOT SEPARATED
AT JOBEY'S PARTY.
WELL, WE HAVEN'T
HEARD FROM HIM.
YEAH, HE PROBABLY HOOKED UP
WITH THAT HOT LITTLE BLONDE.
Tyler:
FUCK YOU, JACK.
EASY, TYLER,
I'M JUST KIDDING.
ALL RIGHT,
WHO WANTS BEER?
DO WE KNOW WHO HE IS?
THIS GUY IN
THE BLACK MERCEDES?
NO, BUT HOW
DID THINGS GO
WITH THE SOUTHSIDE GANG?
I SET UP A DEAL
WITH POPTOP.
SUPPOSED TO MEET HIM
AT HIS TATTOO SHOP
TOMORROW.
NO, THANKS.
NEVER KNOWN YOU
TO TURN DOWN A COLD BEER.
DIDN'T KNOW YOU
WERE KEEPING TRACK.
ALL RIGHT, REALLY
THAT'S ENOUGH SHOP TALK.
I WANNA GET WRECKED.
THAT'S WHAT
I'M TALKING ABOUT!
CHEERS.
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
[BRAKES SCREECH]
WOULD YOU HOLD ON
A SECOND?
I NOTICE YOU HAVEN'T
BEEN HANGING OUT
AS MUCH LATELY.
KEEPING TABS ON ME?
YOU SEEING SOMEONE?
NO STRINGS, ISN'T
THAT WHAT YOU WANTED?
YEAH.
YEAH, I DID.
I DO.
OK.
I'LL CATCH YOU
IN THE MORNING.
[DIAL CLICKING]
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
[RINGS]
Danny: GARY, YOU BETTER
GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE.
TYLER IS PISSED.
BINGO. LOOKS LIKE WE GOT
A NEW PLAYER IN TOWN.
GARY, DO YOU READ ME?
NICE GOLDEN GUN.
GARY? COME BACK.
YO, QUIT MESSIN'!
GARY?
DID YOU HEAR THAT?
HEAR WHAT?
GARY WAS
ON THE 2-WAY.
YOU DIDN'T HEAR HIM?
WHAT'D HE SAY?
I DON'T KNOW.
IT WAS WEIRD.
HE'S PROBABLY
JUST FUCKING AROUND.
YOU KNOW GARY.
[SCOFFS]
HOLD ON.
GARY? GET YOUR
SWEET ASS BACK HERE,
OR YOU'RE NOT
GONNA GET ANY.
PROBLEM SOLVED.
YOU KNOW
IF HE DOESN'T SHOW,
I'M AVAILABLE.
GOLLY, THANKS.
ALL RIGHT, KIDS,
I'M OUT.
NIGHT, MAN.
BE CAREFUL.
ARE YOU SURE YOU
DON'T WANT ANY OF THIS?
SEE YOU IN
THE MORNING. NO.
DON'T YOU BE
LATE HERE, MAN.
BYE.
[INDIAN ACCENT]
HEY, YOU COME ROUND,
I MAKE CURRY
FOR YOU, OK?
OK, MY FRIEND.
RASPBERRY KAMIKAZE
FOR EVERYONE.
V.I.P. BROTHER.
[CHUCKLES]
YOU SEE THIS?
5 MONTHS WE SPENT
ON THAT BUST.
NOT EVEN
A FUCKING MENTION.
YOU KNEW WHAT
WE SIGNED UP FOR.
NO GLORY.
NICE ATTITUDE.
MM-HMM.
WHAT'S WRONG?
GARY DIDN'T COME
HOME LAST NIGHT.
YEAH, WE WAITED
ALL NIGHT.
WE NEED TO TALK.
LET'S TAKE IT
IN THE HOUSE.
LOOK, GUYS, THERE'S...
NO EASY WAY TO SAY THIS.
WE FOUND GARY...
THIS MORNING
IN HIS TRUCK.
HE WAS DEAD.
I GAVE HER A SLEEPING PILL.
YEAH, WELL, SHE
SHOULDN'T BE SCREWING
ONE OF HER TEAM MEMBERS.
IT'S AGAINST POLICY.
WHAT?
WHAT DOES THAT HAVE
TO DO WITH ANYTHING?
LIFE'S A BITCH,
CAPTAIN.
YOU WERE THE ONE WHO
TOLD US NO RULES.
WHAT DOES THIS HAVE
TO DO WITH POLICY?
I HAVE NO IDEA, CAPTAIN.
WELL, YOU SHOULD HAVE.
IT'S YOUR GODDAMN JOB!
WE'RE ON A CLOCK, FRANK.
BRING HIM UP TO SPEED.
GARY WAS FOUND
LAST NIGHT IN AN ALLEY
OFF OF ABBOT KINNEY
AND ELECTRIC.
HE WAS WITH
A BLONDE GAL.
THEY WERE BOTH
SHOT IN THE HEAD.
ANY OF YOU RECOGNIZE HER?
Samantha: SHE WAS AT
THE PARTY YESTERDAY.
SHE INTRODUCED GARY
TO A RECORD PROMOTER.
Frank: WHO'S
THE RECORD PROMOTER?
GUY BY THE NAME
OF WEXLER REED.
RUMOR HAS IT THAT
HE LAUNDERS DRUG MONEY
THROUGH HIS COMPANY.
OK, NOW IS NOT
THE TIME FOR RUMORS.
WE NEED FACTS.
SO WHAT
HAPPENED NEXT?
I WENT TO TALK TO JOBEY.
THE RING MEANS THAT GARY,
HE'D BE KNOCKING DOWN
DOORS TO FIND MY KILLER.
WHO'S THIS JOBEY?
HE'S A SCUMBAG SURFER.
LEADS THE NORTHSIDE CREW.
WE'RE CLOSE
TO SIGNING HIM A DEAL.
JOBEY THREATENED GARY.
THREATENED HOW?
WHY?
BECAUSE OF THAT PICTURE.
YOU THINK
JOBEY MADE GARY?
WELL, I DIDN'T AT THE TIME,
BUT NOW, I MEAN, NOW--
WHAT HAPPENED NEXT?
I FOUND TYLER.
AND THEN WE WENT
TO LOOK FOR GARY
AND HIS CAR WAS GONE.
THAT'S THE LAST TIME
THAT I...
YOU TWO HAVE
ANYTHING TO ADD?
WE WERE WORKING
SOUTHSIDE CREW ALL DAY.
WHAT?
LAST NIGHT AROUND 10:00,
UM, GARY BEEPED ME...
ON THE 2-WAY.
AND I TRIED
TO CALL HIM BACK,
BUT I COULDN'T GET HIM.
WHAT'D HE SAY?
IT'S...
COME ON,
SPIT IT OUT, DANNY!
IT SOUNDED LIKE HE SAID,
"GOLD PLATED GUN."
JESUS, DANNY...
I-I THOUGHT GARY--
IT WAS JUST PLAYING
AROUND. I'M SORRY.
OK, OK. LET'S...
BE SORRY LATER.
LET'S KEEP THIS SIMPLE, OK?
THE BLONDE WAS LINKED
TO THE RECORD PROMOTER.
LET'S START WITH HIM.
YEAH, MAYBE HE CAN
TELL US WHY GARY HAD
3 KILOS OF COCAINE
IN THE BACK OF HIS CAR.
WHAT?
OH, HE FORGOT TO
MENTION THAT PART?
YOU WERE ALL
HAND-PICKED
TO BE PART
OF THIS TASK FORCE.
AND NOW IT SEEMS
SOMEBODY COULDN'T KEEP
HIS HAND OUT
OF THE COOKIE JAR.
GARY WASN'T DIRTY.
ALL RIGHT, YOU GOT
48 HOURS TO PROVE IT,
OR YOU'RE ALL SUSPENDED.
OH, THIS
IS BULLSHIT.
UH, LIFE'S A BITCH.
RIGHT, DANNY?
LET'S GO, SERGEANT.
LET'S MAKE THIS CASE.
ALL RIGHT.
WE DOING 2 CARS OR ONE?
LISTEN,
I'D LOVE TO HELP,
BUT I'VE GOT
HOOK-UP WITH POPTOP.
JESUS, JACK, GARY'S DEAD.
I KNOW THAT, SAM.
AND I FEEL LIKE
SOMEONE RIPPED
MY HEART OUT OF
MY FUCKING CHEST.
BUT IF GARY
WERE HERE,
HE'D BE THE FIRST
ONE TO SAY THAT
SOUTHSIDE'S
JUST WAY TOO BIG
TO JUST WALK AWAY.
JACK'S RIGHT.
YEAH.
LOOK, GO MEET POPTOP.
WE'LL KEEP YOU POSTED.
ALL RIGHT.
I'LL TAKE THE FRONT,
YOU GUYS TAKE THE BACK.
THINK TYLER'S
GONNA BE OK?
GONNA HURT LIKE
HELL FOR A WHILE,
BUT SHE'S TOUGH.
SHE'LL BE ALL RIGHT.
WE ALL WILL.
OH, SHIT.
I GOT IT.
THANKS.
STOP.
WHAT?
WELL...
MAYBE YOU CAN DO
NO STRINGS, DANNY,
BUT...I DON'T
THINK I CAN. AHEM.
YEAH, MAYBE IN
A DIFFERENT WORLD, SAM,
BUT WE'RE UNDERCOVER.
I MEAN, COME ON. [SCOFFS]
YOU CAN'T JUST DECIDE
HOW YOU'RE GONNA FEEL.
OR AT LEAST I CAN'T.
LOOK WHAT HAPPENED
TO GARY AND TYLER.
ARE YOU WANTING ME TO OPEN
MYSELF ALL THE UP TO YOU,
THEN, GOD FORBID,
SOMETHING HAPPENS, AND...
WHAT IF, THEN?
WHAT IF WHAT?
WHAT IF I WAS
PREGNANT?
[SIGHS] WHERE DID
THAT COME FROM?
WELL, JUST ANSWER
THE QUESTION.
ARE YOU?
WE'VE GOT ACTIVITY.
HEY.
ARE YOU PREGNANT?
I'M NOT GETTING
OUT OF THIS CAR
UNTIL YOU ANSWER ME.
I WAS JUST MESSING
WITH YOU.
GOOD MORNING.
HELLO.
HI.
THESE ARE
MY FRIENDS.
AH.
IS WEXLER AROUND?
UH, NO. NO, I WAS JUST
EXPLAINING TO THIS GIRL HERE
THAT HE'S NOT IN TODAY
BECAUSE WE'RE LIKE, MOVING,
AND IT'S KINDA LIKE, YOU
KNOW, A LAST MINUTE THING.
WELL, WAIT, THOUGH,
BECAUSE HE JUST TOLD ME
THAT I COULD COME IN,
YOU KNOW, WHENEVER,
AND, UM, TAKE WHAT
I NEED--I'M A SINGER.
OH, YEAH.
LET ME GUESS.
HE PROMISED YOU GUYS
SOME TICKETS
FOR THE CONCERT FRIDAY?
YEAH.
THEY'RE ALL GONE.
GREAT. YOU KNOW,
I THOUGHT
WE WERE
THE ONLY ONES--
HONEY, I GAVE
THE LAST PAIR AWAY.
OH, MY GOD.
WAIT, SO, THAT'S
PRETTY SHITTY.
YOU JUST HAVE
TO LIKE, SIT HERE,
AND TELL
ALL THESE PEOPLE
THAT THEY'RE NOT
GETTING TICKETS?
YEAH, I HAVE BEEN
LIKE SO STRESSED OUT
THAT I'M GONNA HAVE TO
GET MY ROOTS DONE EARLY.
[ALL LAUGH]
YOU WANT TO GET EVEN
WITH WEXLER?
MAYBE.
TELL US WHERE HE IS.
WE WON'T LET IT
GET BACK TO YOU.
YOU KNOW, UH,
MANGIA CUESTA?
WEXLER'S GOT A LUNCH
MEETING THERE AT NOON.
YOU KNOW, THIS IS
WHERE GARY TOOK ME
ON OUR FIRST DATE.
HE COULDN'T AFFORD IT.
HE BORROWED
50 BUCKS FROM ME.
I GAVE HIM 20.
ARE YOU SERIOUS?
[LAUGHS]
THANKS FOR DINNER.
[BOTH LAUGH]
THERE'S WEXLER.
THAT'S WEXLER REED?
HE'S JOBEY'S CONNECTION
TO THE MUSIC BUSINESS.
HE'S MOVING THE DRUGS
TO THE NIGHT CLUBS.
AND THAT'S THE GUY
FROM THE PICTURES.
MYSTERY MAN
TALKING TO JOBEY.
NO PLATES.
MUST BE A CUSTOM JOB
FROM EUROPE.
IT'S GONNA BE
A LOT HARDER TO TRACE.
I DON'T GET IT. THIS GUY'S
A NEW SUPPLIER FOR JOBEY.
WHAT'S HE DOING
WITH WEXLER?
MAYBE HE'S TRYING
TO CUT JOBEY OUT.
WELL, IF JOBEY FINDS OUT,
WEXLER'S A DEAD MAN.
SAM, STAY ON WEXLER,
ALL RIGHT?
I'M ON IT.
HE DOESN'T LOOK HAPPY
ABOUT SOMETHING.
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?
SHUT THE MEET DOWN.
LET'S COVER THE BACK,
ALL RIGHT?
WHERE IS HE?
WE LOST HIM.
I DON'T GET IT.
ARE WE BEING TAILED?
GOD DAMN IT!
ALL RIGHT, SOMEBODY'S
GOT TO STAY HERE.
WEXLER PARKED HIS CAR.
HE'S GOING
TO COME BACK FOR IT.
HOW STUPID WOULD
HE HAVE TO BE?
WHAT DO WE ALWAYS SAY?
NEVER UNDERESTIMATE
THE STUPIDITY
OF THE COMMON CRIMINAL.
I'LL DO IT.
GO SEE WHAT YOU CAN FIND OUT
ABOUT THE MYSTERY MAN.
GO, GO.
LET'S GO.
HEY, JACKIE BOY.
WHAT'S UP? THIS YOURS?
GOT ONE IN
EVERY COLOR.
NICE.
WHAT THE FUCK I SAID?
KEEP THE DUSTER
OFF MY WINDOWS, HOLMES.
YOU BETTER DO
THAT SHIT RIGHT.
JACK, WHAT'S UP?
HEY, T-BONE.
RIGHT ON TIME, MAN.
ALWAYS.
WHAT'S UP, BRO?
I HOOKED UP
SOME NEW MEAT.
GET THESE BITCHES
OUT OF HERE.
HOLD UP, I THOUGHT
YOU SAID
YOU NEEDED SOMEBODY
FOR THE BACK ROOM, MAN.
WHY DON'T WE PUT UP
A HUGE SIGN?
HONEY FOR RUB AND TUG.
GET THESE BITCHES
OUT OF HERE, JACKASS!
ALL RIGHT, MAN.
FUCKIN' KIDS, MAN.
IT'S FAMILY.
OH, IT IS.
IT'S A DELICATE SITUATION.
WELL, THEN I'M THE MAN
FOR THE JOB.
I HAD A FEELING
ABOUT YOU.
HERE'S THE SCORE--
WE'VE BEEN GETTING SMOKED
BY THE NORTHSIDERS,
BUT THEY'VE BEEN PAYING
20% LESS A KEY.
CAN'T COMPETE
WITH THAT, MAN.
SHIT, UNTIL NOW.
HOOKED UP
WITH THE SUPPLIER,
OFFERED TO SPLIT
THE DIFFERENCE WITH HIM,
AND HE'S EXCLUSIVE TO US.
AND PUT THE NORTHSIDERS
OUT OF BUSINESS PERMANENTLY.
SHORT AND SWEET.
BEST PLANS USUALLY ARE.
DON'T LET US DOWN.
SO, WHAT DID YOU
NEED ME TO DO?
CHECK IT OUT.
THAT'S A LOT OF
FUCKIN' MONEY, MAN.
IT'S A LOT OF FUCKIN'
MONEY IS RIGHT.
HERE'S THE ADDRESS.
I DON'T WANT YOU LEAVING
WITH LESS THAN 10 KEYS.
COOL?
COOL.
[GLASS BREAKING]
SHIT.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
Man: POLICE DEPARTMENT.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]
[WOMAN TALKING
ON POLICE RADIO]
LET'S CHECK OUT THE BACK.
ALL RIGHT.
HEY, HOW'S IT GOING, GUYS?
OH, WE WERE LOOKING
FOR A BUG.
YOU ACTUALLY THINK
SOMEONE'S SPYING ON US?
DID YOU FIND ANY?
NO, BUT WE FOLLOWED
WEXLER REED
TO A RESTAURANT
TODAY
WHERE HE HAD
A MEETING
WITH OUR
MYSTERY MAN.
BEFORE THE MEETING
EVER GOT STARTED,
HE GETS A PHONE CALL
AND SPLITS.
DO YOU THINK
HE MADE YOU?
NO, BUT IT WAS DEFINITELY
THE PHONE CALL.
I MEAN, SOMEBODY KNOWS
EVERY MOVE WE'RE MAKING.
YOU THINK THAT'S WEIRD?
POPTOP MADE A CONNECTION
WITH NORTHSIDE SUPPLIER
AND SENT ME
TO MAKE THE PURCHASE.
ONLY WHEN I SHOW UP,
THE SUPPLIER IS DEAD,
AND NORTHSIDE SIGNS ARE
PAINTED ON THE WALL.
SOMEONE'S TRYING TO
START A TURF WAR.
WELL, I COVERED UP
THE SIGNS.
YOU WANT TO HEAR
THE STRANGEST PART?
I GOT A GLIMPSE
OF THE KILLER.
YOU SAW HIS FACE?
HIS GUN.
A GOLD-PLATED GUN.
GARY.
WHAT THE HELL
IS GOING ON?
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
CAN I HELP YOU?
SHE'S WITH ME. THIS PLACE
IS A SHIT HOLE.
WHO'S YOUR FRIEND, FRANK?
DANNY BOY,
HOW MANY TIMES
DO I NEED TO TELL YOU
IT'S SERGEANT MILLS?
GUYS...
THIS IS KATHY,
YOUR NEW TEAM MEMBER.
OH, SHIT.
NO FUCKIN' WAY THAT'S
GOING TO HAPPEN.
IT ALREADY HAS.
FRANK, WE GOT
A DELICATE BALANCE HERE.
RIGHT. WELL, I JUST
GOT IT SHOOK UP.
LOOK, GUYS. THIS IS CAPTAIN
SULLIVAN'S DECISION,
AND IT'S FINAL.
YEAH?
YEAH.
WHY DON'T YOU TELL
THE CAPTAIN...
HIS SNITCH BETTER
KEEP UP, FRANK.
WATCH IT.
HEY, SUGAR.
GETTING A GOOD LOOK?
SAM, CAN I GET A WORD
WITH YOU IN PRI--
NO TIME. TYLER'S
[INDISTINCT]
AHEM.
WHAT ARE YOU
WAITING FOR?
Tyler: YOU GUYS OUT THERE?
I'M STILL BABY-SITTING
WEXLER'S KEYS
WITH THE VALET.
THERE'S STILL
NO SIGN OF HIM.
HELLO, ANYONE?
HEY, BLUE EYES. CAN I
BUY YOU A DRINK?
YEAH, COWBOY.
YOU CAN BUY ME TWO.
MY GIRLFRIEND'S
ON HER WAY.
WHAT'S SHE LIKE?
SHE LIKES PUSSY.
JUST LIKE ME.
Danny: [BEEP]
TYLER, YOU THERE?
JESUS CHRIST, TALK ABOUT
STANDING A GIRL UP
AT THE PROM!
SORRY ABOUT THAT.
THINGS GOT
A LITTLE...
COMPLICATED.
ANY SIGN OF HIM?
NO, BUT I THINK I'VE
GAINED LIKE 10 POUNDS
EATING EVERYTHING
ON THE MENU.
IS THAT A PROBLEM?
JUST SIT TIGHT.
WE'RE RIGHT OUTSIDE.
WEXLER ISN'T GONNA SHOW.
YEAH, I'M WITH JACK.
THIS ANGLE'S
PRETTY DEAD.
WOULD YOU RELAX?
IT JUST NEEDS
A LITTLE INCENTIVE.
I'LL TRY HIM
AT THE OFFICE.
YEAH, HE'LL BE THERE
AT THIS HOUR.
I'M BETTIN'
HE GETS
HIS MESSAGES
FORWARDED.
YEAH, WEXLER.
YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS.
I'M AT THE ORIGINAL
MEETING PLACE.
GET HERE AS SOON
AS YOU CAN.
YEAH, THAT'S GONNA WORK.
THANKS. THANKS
FOR THE SUPPORT.
HEY, SMART ASS, YOU
GOT A BETTER IDEA?
SEVERAL.
WHAT ARE
YOU GUYS DOING?
WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?
WE'RE ON WEXLER.
IMPRESSIVE.
HOWEVER, I NOTICED
YOUR SUSPECT BOARD.
THERE WAS ONE PHOTO
THAT WASN'T IDENTIFIED.
A BLACK MERCEDES
WITH NO PLATES.
WASN'T THAT THE LAST GUY
GARY WAS FOLLOWING?
AM I ON TRACK SO FAR?
SO FAR.
WELL, AREN'T YOU TIGHT
WITH THE SOUTHSIDE CREW?
LIKE THIS.
WELL, IF MY HOMEWORK
IS CORRECT,
THEY'RE NOTORIOUS FOR
DEALING WITH CHOP SHOPS,
CUSTOM GARAGES,
EUROPEAN IMPORTS.
I BET THEY COULD PUT
A NAME TO THE FACE.
CALL HIM.
YEAH, POPTOP,
IT'S JACK.
Poptop: WHERE
HAVE YOU BEEN?
YEAH, LISTEN.
I DON'T WANT
TO TALK ABOUT IT
OVER THE PHONE,
BUT I NEED
TO SEE YOU.
GET YOUR ASS
TO THE SHOP.
WE'RE WAITING
FOR YOU.
RIGHT NOW?
YEAH. RIGHT NOW.
ALL RIGHT,
I'LL SEE YOU IN A FEW.
ANY OTHER BRILLIANT IDEAS?
JACK SAID
A NORTHSIDE SUPPLIER
WAS KILLED TODAY.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
IT'S MY JOB TO KNOW.
SO?
SO, JOBEY NO LONGER
HAS A SUPPLIER.
MAYBE WE CAN
INTRODUCE ME
AS A NEW CONNECTION.
AHEM.
JACKIE BOY, WHASSUP?
I WAS WONDERIN' WHEN
YOU WERE GONNA SHOW.
HOW'D IT GO?
SEE FOR YOURSELF.
HEY, UNCLE PAPI.
JACK JUST GOT BACK
WITH THE STUFF.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?
IT'S YOUR MONEY.
SEEMS THAT HOMETOWN
WASN'T UP TO MAKE THE DEAL.
WHAT, DID HE
CHANGE HIS MIND?
SOMEBODY CHANGED IT
FOR HIM.
HE'S FUCKIN' DEAD.
FUCK!
THINK MAYBE NORTHSIDE
FOUND OUT ABOUT THE DEAL
AHEAD OF TIME?
THAT'S GOT TO BE IT.
WE BETTER
PLAY THIS TIGHT.
JOBEY'S CREW FINDS OUT,
THEY'RE GONNA COME GUNNIN'.
I SAY WE HIT 'EM FIRST.
NOBODY'S HITTIN' NOBODY
TILL I SAY SO.
I GOTTA GIVE THIS SHIT
SOME THOUGHT.
HEY, I WAS JUST SAYIN'--
I KNOW, I KNOW.
DON'T.
AND GIVE ME MY PHONE.
OH...
HAD TO CALL
MY GIRL, YOU KNOW?
LISTEN, UM,
THERE'S SOMETHING ELSE
I NEED TO TALK
TO YOU ABOUT.
WHAT'S THAT?
SOMEBODY'S FOLLOWING ME.
I THINK. I'M NOT SURE,
BUT I KEEP SEEING
THIS E-55 MERCEDES IN
MORE THAN A COUPLE PLACES.
IT'S PROBABLY
A DIFFERENT CAR.
THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT,
BUT I'M TELLING YOU,
THIS ONE DOESN'T
HAVE PLATES.
CUSTOM JOB.
EXACTLY.
I'LL LOOK AROUND
FOR YOU.
COOL.
I APPRECIATE THAT.
[CLANK]
[CLANK]
WEXLER?
COME ON, MAN.
I KNOW YOU'RE OUT HERE.
[GASPS]
[COUGHS]
GIVE ME A DOLLAR.
COME ON.
WEXLER?
WEX?
[CLATTER]
UNH!
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
[FOOTSTEPS]
YOU MOTHERFUCKER!
WATCH YOUR HEAD.
WATCH YOUR HEAD.
I STILL THINK WE SHOULD
TAKE HER TO THE HOSPITAL.
AW, I'M FINE.
SHE'S A TOUGH BROAD.
BY THE WAY,
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
I'M KAPPY.
IT'S A LONG STORY.
HMM, I'LL EXPLAIN LATER.
JUST GET SOME REST.
ALL RIGHT, MOM.
OK.
OK.
[SIGHS]
LOOK, I KNOW I CAN BE
AN IMPORTANT MEMBER
OF THIS TEAM,
BUT I DON'T WANT
TO BE SOMEWHERE WHERE
NOBODY TRUSTS ME AND I'M
CONSTANTLY SECOND-GUESSED.
AND IF THAT'S THE CASE,
I'M JUST GONNA HAVE
CAPTAIN SULLIVAN
REASSIGN ME TOMORROW.
[SIGHS]
WE COULD...
DO A TRIAL BASIS.
WORKS FOR ME.
OK.
GOOD NIGHT THEN.
SEE YOU TOMORROW.
GOOD NIGHT, KAPPY.
[SIGHS]
YOU WANT A BEER?
NO, I'M GOOD. THANKS.
NO, THANKS.
THAT'S TWICE IN A ROW.
IF YOU'RE PREGNANT....
MARRY ME.
IT SHOULDN'T CHANGE THINGS
BETWEEN US.
YEAH, BUT IT DOES, SAM.
WE GOTTA DO
WHAT'S RIGHT.
LET'S JUST TAKE THIS
ONE STEP AT A TIME.
HMM?
YEAH.
WHAT IS THE NEXT STEP?
HMM?
HEY, WHAT'S UP?
HEY, MAN. I LOVED
THAT LAST SNAP COMING IN.
THAT WAS SICK.
YOU SAW THAT SHIT?
YEAH, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU
HAD THAT WAVE ALL BY YOURSELF.
ALWAYS UP FOR THAT.
I JUST THOUGHT FOR SURE
I'D SEE JOBEY.
YEAH, WELL, HE WAS HITTIN' IT
PRETTY HARD LAST NIGHT.
OH, LET ME GUESS--
PARTYING WITH THAT DUDE
IN THE E-55?
E-55?
YEAH, BLACK GUY,
KINDA CUTE.
I DIDN'T SEE HIM,
BUT I WAS ONLY THERE
FOR A COUPLE
OF BEERS, SO...
ALL RIGHT,
I'M GONNA HIT IT.
LATER.
CATCH YOU LATER.
♪ TRAVELIN' THROUGH THIS LIFE
[INDISTINCT]
♪ THIS TIME
I'M TAKIN' LIBERTIES ♪
♪ NO ONE NEEDS TO KNOW
♪ I'LL GO ANYWHERE
YOU WANT ME TO ♪
♪ I'M ALIVE
WHEN I'M WITH YOU ♪
♪ MORE AFRAID TO LOSE
THAN LET YOU KNOW ♪
♪ YOU FEEL LIKE...
OH, SHIT.
WHAT'S WRONG?
HIDE.
MOVE IT.
[WHISPERS]
Shut up.
HEY.
HI.
I'M GOING TO MAKE
SOME BREAKFAST.
ARE YOU HUNGRY?
UM...NO, I'M GOOD.
THANKS, THOUGH.
HOW ABOUT YOU,
DANNY?
UM...
I'M GOOD, THANKS.
WE...YEAH.
UM, FYI, THE WALLS
ARE REALLY THIN.
ARE THEY?
[INHALES]
YES.
[IMITATES ORGASM]
YES. OH!
YES! YEAH,
THEY'RE REALLY THIN.
UM...
YOU KNOW,
JUST BECAUSE I...
DOESN'T MEAN THAT
LAST NIGHT HAD
TO MEAN ANYTHING.
NO. IT DID MEAN
SOMETHING.
I GUESS...
I DIDN'T WANT TO ADMIT
HOW MUCH I MISSED YOU.
YEAH?
MM-HMM.
I'M GOING TO GO TO
MY HOUSE AND CLEAN UP.
OK.
YOU SEE JACK,
TELL HIM I'LL MEET HIM
AT THE RESTAURANT, OK?
OK.
WHAT ARE YOU SMILING AT?
YOU DON'T KNOW?
[LAUGHS]
MAYBE YOU OUGHT
TO THINK ABOUT IT.
YOU THINK ABOUT IT!
WHY DON'T YOU GO AWAY?
JOBEY.
LISTEN, I WANT TO TALK
TO YOU ABOUT THIS THING.
AND WHAT THING
WOULD THAT BE?
I GOT SOMEBODY
WHO WANTS A SCORE.
I'M TALKING
ABOUT REAL WEIGHT.
WHO?
YOU DON'T KNOW THEM.
THEY DON'T KNOW YOU.
I'M GONNA HANDLE
THE WHOLE THING.
YOU KNOW WHAT?
WHY DON'T WE LEAVE
THE BUSINESS FOR LATER,
OK? ALL RIGHT?
OH, JOBEY, DON'T.
COME ON.
JOBEY, STOP IT.
HEY, COME HERE.
FUCKING STOP IT,
JOBEY.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS WRONG WITH YOU?
I'M TRYING TO
FUCKING TALK TO YOU.
[INDISTINCT]
HIS CAR IS GONE.
[EXHALES]
I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT
HAPPENED LAST NIGHT.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
HOW THEY'RE
GETTING JUMPED.
YEAH.
SHIT'S GETTING
OUT OF HAND, MAN.
I BET THIS JACKASS
WENT BACK TO HIS OFFICE.
YOU THINK?
LET'S CHECK IT OUT.
YEAH.
SO, WHAT
DO YOU THINK?
DANNY, I THINK
YOU'RE A GREAT GUY
AND WE HAVE LOTS OF FUN,
BUT I DON'T THINK I'M READY
TO MAKE THAT KIND
OF COMMITMENT.
NO, SERIOUS, MAN.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
I THINK
IT'S ABOUT TIME
YOU FINALLY ASKED HER
TO MARRY YOU.
WHAT? YOU--
YOU KNEW ABOUT US?
DANNY.
SO, WHEN'D YOU FIND TIME
TO BUY HER A RING?
I DIDN'T.
IT'S MY MOM'S.
BEFORE SHE DIED,
SHE GAVE IT TO ME
AND SAID I'D KNOW
WHAT TO DO WITH IT
WHEN THE TIME
WAS RIGHT, BUT
I DIDN'T HAVE
A CLUE WHAT SHE
WAS TALKING ABOUT.
RIGHT.
'TILL NOW.
ONLY GOT
2 THINGS TO SAY.
YEAH?
FIRST--
CONGRATULATIONS, DANNY,
FROM THE BOTTOM
OF MY HEART, MAN.
YOU DESERVE IT.
THANKS, JACK.
AND, UH,
WHAT'S NUMBER 2?
BACHELOR PARTY
IN VEGAS.
YEAH!
SON OF A BITCH.
THERE HE IS.
WEXLER!
WHAT, DOING A LITTLE
HOUSECLEANING?
BACK OFF.
YOU KILLED OUR FRIEND,
YOU GREASY PIECE OF SHIT.
I DIDN'T KILL ANYBODY.
HIS NAME WAS GARY,
YOU FUCK.
I DON'T KNOW ANY GARY.
YOU DON'T?
LOOK AT HIM!
YEAH, WELL,
MY FRIEND HEATHER--
OH, NOW
YOU KNOW HIM.
NO, I KNOW HEATHER, WHO--
HE'S FUCKING DEAD.
YEAH, AND SO'S SHE.
YOU KNOW THEM?
WHY THE FUCK DID
YOU RUN FROM US
AT THE RESTAURANT?
WHAT RES--
YOU WERE THERE?
HE WOULDN'T LIE.
YOU WERE WITH THAT GUY?
I DON'T KNOW THAT GUY.
I DIDN'T--I SHOULD HAVE
NEVER GOTTEN INVOLVED
WITH THAT GUY.
WHO'S THE FUCKING
MYSTERY MAN?
YEAH, WHO IS HE?
I DON'T-- YOU WITH HIM?
I'M NOT BELIEVING
A FUCKING WORD
OUT OF HIS MOUTH.
NO. GET OFF.
GET--
MY PHONE!
FUCK YOUR PHONE.
WHAT DID GARY
FIND OUT?
WHAT'D HE FIND OUT
THAT YOU HAD TO KILL HIM?
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[SILENCED GUNSHOTS]
I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE
THEY REPLACED GARY
SO QUICKLY.
TO THEM, WE'RE ALL
EXPENDABLE, BABE.
DO YOU TRUST HER?
WE DON'T HAVE
A CHOICE.
YOU OK?
[RETCHES]
OH, THANKS.
JESUS.
THE HELL WAS THAT?
MORNING SICKNESS.
OOH.
YOU'RE PREGNANT.
DANNY?
YOU DON'T KNOW WHO
THE FATHER IS.
YOU LITTLE SLUT.
I AM 95% SURE
THAT IT'S DANNY.
I ALWAYS USE PROTECTION.
WE POLISHED OFF
2 BOTTLES OF WINE
ONE NIGHT, AND HE DIDN'T
HAVE ANY CONDOMS, AND
HE PROMISED ME
HE'D PULL OUT IN TIME.
WELL, THEY ALL THINK
THEY'RE MARKSMEN.
I WAS GONNA GRAB
MY CALENDAR
AND MATCH UP THE DATES.
WE'LL SEE.
ALL RIGHT. SO,
WHO'S THE OTHER 5%?
PLEASE DON'T TELL ME
IT'S GARY.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS WRONG WITH YOU?
OK.
WH--
JACK.
UH, NO.
WELL, SINCE NONE OF US
HAVE A SEPARATE SOCIAL LIFE,
I'M KINDA RUNNING OUT
OF OPTIONS.
FRANK MILLS.
REALLY?
OH, WHY DO YOU
SAY IT LIKE THAT?
I DON'T KNOW.
HE'S JUST SO...
STARCHED COLLAR.
OH, GOD,
HE'S THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE
OF DANNY.
SORRY I'M LATE.
AM I INTERRUPTING
SOMETHING?
DID YOU GET
THE STUFF?
THAT'S IT?
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA
HOW HARD IT WAS
TO GET THAT
FROM SULLIVAN?
HOW GOOD IS IT?
LAB SAYS IT'S PURE.
OK, SO, WE GIVE
JOBEY A TASTE,
AND WE ENTICE HIM TO
PLACE A BIGGER ORDER.
BY THE WAY, JOBEY'S
A COMPLETE PIG.
DON'T BE SURPRISED
IF HE TRIES
TO JAM HIS TONGUE
DOWN YOUR THROAT.
SOUNDS LIKE A REAL CATCH.
YEAH.
LISTEN, KAPPY,
YOU ACT LIKE A COP,
HE'LL SNIFF YOU OUT.
YEAH, JUST FORGET
EVERYTHING YOU LEARNED
AT THE ACADEMY,
AND YOU'LL DO FINE.
SAM, GO THROUGH
THE GARAGE.
KAPPY AND I WILL TAKE
THE FRONT DOOR.
JOBEY. IT'S TYLER.
BROUGHT
MY FRIEND BY.
SHIT.
SAM, FORGET THE GARAGE.
WE FOUND HIM.
Samantha:
I'M WALKING IN.
DAMN IT.
AH, FUCK.
I MEAN, IT COULDN'T HAVE
HAPPENED TO A NICER GUY.
WE GOTTA COVER THIS UP.
HOLD ON A SECOND.
THIS IS
A FUCKING CRIME SCENE.
IF JOBEY'S CREW SEES
THOSE SOUTHSIDE TAGS,
WE'RE GONNA HAVE
A FUCKING TURF WAR.
AND FOR ALL WE KNOW,
SOUTHSIDE DID THIS.
IF THEY DID,
JACK WILL FIND OUT.
WE'LL FIGURE OUT A WAY
TO TAKE THEM DOWN,
BUT NOT AT THE EXPENSE
OF 5 OR 10 MORE CASUALTIES.
DID YOU NOT HEAR
WHAT I SAID OUTSIDE, SAM?
CAN'T ACT OR THINK
LIKE A COP.
DIFFERENT RULES,
SWEETHEART.
COVER IT UP.
[SIGHS]
SO MANY FUCKING DEAD ENDS.
HEY, HOW'D IT GO?
YOU CAN PUT ANOTHER "X"
ON THE BOARD.
JOBEY.
D.O.A.
HE'S ONE PERSON
WHO DIDN'T DO IT.
[CLICKS TONGUE]
LET'S MAKE KAPPY
WATCH REED
BEFORE
WE CAN FIND OUT
WHO OUR
MYSTERY MAN IS.
GUYS,
IF THESE BODIES
KEEP PILING UP,
WE'RE GONNA BE
OUT OF A JOB.
JACK, YOU THINK POPTOP
PUT OUT THE HIT ON JOBEY?
LAST NIGHT HE SAID
HE WANTED TO WAIT, BUT...
HE IS THE IMPULSIVE TYPE.
NOW THERE'S ONE WAY
TO FIND OUT.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
[RING]
YEAH, WHO'S THIS?
"T," IT'S JACK.
HAVE YOU SEEN
MY UNCLE PAPI?
NO.
I'VE BEEN PAGING
HIM.
IF YOU SEE HIM,
DO ME A FAVOR.
GIVE ME A CALL
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
ALL RIGHT, NO PROBLEM.
OH, YEAH. I GOT
A NAME FOR YOU.
HOLD ON.
THE MERCEDES BELONGS
TO A THOMAS BENNY--
BENDY--
FUCK IT. I'LL SPELL
IT FOR YOU, MAN.
B-E-N-D-E-N-E-L-L-I.
HE LIVES
AT 407 CASA DEL REY
IN SANTA MONICA.
GOT IT, THANKS.
AND, UH, HEY,
ABOUT THAT OTHER THING
WE WERE TALKING ABOUT--
YOU GOTTA BE MORE
CLEAR ABOUT THAT.
MOVING ON NORTHSIDE.
NAH,
PAPI SAID IT'S BAD
FOR THE BUSINESS
RIGHT NOW.
OK.
HE'S GOT SOME THINGS
IN THE WORKS,
THOUGH, I THINK.
ALL RIGHT, I FEEL YOU.
YOU SEE PAPI--
I KNOW. I'LL PASS ALONG
THE MESSAGE.
COOL. LATER.
SOUTHSIDE DIDN'T HIT JOBEY.
BUT I DO KNOW WHERE TO FIND
THE BLACK MERCEDES.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
[RING]
[SIGHS]
SULLIVAN HERE.
HEY, CAPTAIN,
IT'S KAPPY.
UM, LISTEN, CAN YOU GET US
A SUBPOENA FOR SOME RECORDS?
ON WHO?
A LAWYER IN BEVERLY HILLS.
THOMAS BENDENELLI.
WE'VE SEEN HIM
A COUPLE OF TIMES,
AND I THINK HE MIGHT BE LINKED
TO THESE MURDERS.
I SEE WHERE YOU'RE
GOING WITH IT.
LET ME SEE
WHAT I CAN DO.
BYE.
[SULLIVAN SIGHS]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO]
TOOK TWO
IN THE CHEST,
ONE IN THE HEAD.
FROM THE LOOKS OF
THE HOLES LEFT IN HIM,
THEY'RE THINKING
HOLLOW POINTS.
PASSERBY HEARD
THE SHOTS,
SAW THE GETAWAY CAR.
WE'RE IN PURSUIT NOW,
I FIGURE.
Woman on radio: COME IN, 75.
ONE SEC.
GETAWAY CAR HIT A LIGHT
POLE IN THE MARINA.
THE SHOOTER GOT AWAY,
DRIVER'S IN CUSTODY.
ALL RIGHT.
RUN 'EM THROUGH, BOBBY.
WE'LL INTERROGATE 'EM
DOWN AT THE STATION.
GET A CANVASS
ON THE NEIGHBORHOOD.
SOMEBODY WHO CAN HELP US
I.D. THE SHOOTER.
YOU KNOW, SOMETHING TO RUN
BY THE DRIVER WITH.
AND GET THIS CRAP COVERED UP.
KEEP ME POSTED.
YES, SIR. GET A SHEET
ON THIS GUY!
[SNAPS FINGERS]
GET OVER HERE.
BEACH HOUSE NOW.
WHY WOULD HE BE GETTING
HIS HANDS DIRTY
WITH KILLING WEXLER
AND NOW JOBEY?
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHY.
HE'S THE ONLY GUY
TO HAVE DEALINGS
WITH BOTH JOBEY
AND WEXLER.
LOOK, THIS HAS TO BE
THE GUY.
IT'S ALL CLEAR.
THE GARAGE IS EMPTY.
ALL RIGHT.
WHO'S GOING IN?
I'LL DEFINITELY GO IN.
I NEED TO PEE.
WHY DIDN'T YOU GO BEFORE
WE LEFT THE HOUSE?
SORRY, DAD.
[CELL PHONES RING]
[RING]
[RING]
[RING]
[RING]
Woman: WHAT'S SO URGENT?
WHY ARE WE HERE?
Man: I WAS PAGED JUST
LIKE THE REST OF YOU.
THIS IS THE CAPTAIN'S
MEETING.
WHAT'S THIS ABOUT?
I'LL TELL YOU
WHAT IT'S ABOUT.
I WANT SOMEONE
TO EXPLAIN TO ME
WHY THE HELL 2
OF THE 3 KILOS
FOUND IN THE BACK
OF GARY'S CAR
TURNED OUT TO BE SUGAR.
WHAT?
OH, SHIT.
THE ON-SCENE DETECTIVE
WHO PERFORMED THE FIELD TEST
FAILED TO TEST
ALL 3 KILOS.
WHAT, ARE YOU KIDDING?
SOUND LIKE I'M KIDDING?
WE DECIDED TO TEST
ALL THE DRUGS
IN THE PROPERTY LOCKUP,
AND YOU KNOW WHAT WE FOUND?
OF THE 8 KILOS,
FIVE WERE SUGAR.
ANYBODY CAN GET
INTO PROPERTY LOCKUP.
INCLUDING MEMBERS
OF YOUR TEAM.
GEE, CAPTAIN, DON'T BEAT
AROUND THE BUSH.
YOU WANT TO CALL US
DIRTY, WHY DON'T YOU
JUST COME RIGHT OUT
AND SAY IT, HUH?
DANNY!
WHAT, FRANK?
WE BUST OUR ASSES
SO YOU TWO CAN TAKE
ALL THE CREDIT?
THEN YOU TRY AND BLAME
THIS SHIT ON US?
PUT A LEASH ON HIM.
HEY, FUCK YOU!
HEY, YOU'RE OFF THE CASE!
HEY, HOLD ON A SECOND.
NO, YOU HOLD ON!
YOU HAD YOUR SHOT.
WE HAVE MORE TIME
HERE.
TIME'S UP.
[QUIETLY] FUCK.
LET'S GO.
HEY, FRANK, WAY
TO STICK UP FOR US.
IT'S PRETTY COOL.
HEY, WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME
TO DO?
GROW A SPINE.
MILLS, THAT'S
OUR INTERROGATION.
NO. THAT WAS
OUR INTERROGATION.
I CAN GET YOU IN THAT ROOM.
AND TOUGH GUY...
IT'S A REAL SLICK MOVE--
PHYSICALLY THREATENING
A SUPERIOR OFFICER.
FUCK HIM, FRANK.
HELLO.
I SAID I CAN GET YOU
IN THAT ROOM.
SORRY. HEH.
COME BACK LATER.
LOOK, I GAVE
A FRIEND A RIDE.
THERE'S NO CRIME
WITH THAT.
YOU MIGHT AS WELL
HAVE PULLED THE TRIGGER.
I DIDN'T KILL
NOBODY.
BINGO.
Sullivan: THE ONLY MOVE...
GOOD GIRL.
ANYBODY
RECOGNIZE HIM?
Driver: I THINK
I WANT TO TALK
TO A LAWYER.
WAIT. I'VE SEEN HIM
WITH NORTHSIDE CREW.
I DON'T RECALL HIS NAME.
WHERE YOU GOING?
THERE'S NOTHING MORE
I CAN DO FOR YOU.
WAIT.
LOOK, THERE'S NO DEAL
IF YOU'RE GONNA LAWYER UP.
WHAT KIND OF DEAL?
YOU GIVE ME
THE SHOOTER'S NAME FIRST.
JUNIOR.
I DON'T KNOW ANY JUNIOR.
I'LL MAKE A CALL.
Sullivan: HIS FIRST
OR LAST NAME?
I KNOW HIM
AS JUNIOR.
THAT'S WHAT
EVERYBODY CALLS HIM.
I SWEAR.
WHY'D JUNIOR SHOOT PAPI?
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
IT WAS A CONTRACT HIT?
THAT'S RIGHT.
WHY JUNIOR?
I DON'T KNOW.
COME ON.
STOP JERKING ME AROUND.
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO.
LOOK,
I'M SERIOUS.
JUNIOR TELLS ME HE
GIVES ME 200 BONES
I GIVE HIM A RIDE
SOMEWHERE.
FIRST THING
I GOTTA DO,
I GOTTA TAKE HIM
TO THE PARKING LOT
OF A DRY CLEANER.
ALL RIGHT.
THAT'S WHERE
WE MET THE BAR,
PICKED UP THE GOODS.
AND WHAT'D HE LOOK LIKE?
I DON'T KNOW.
HE DIDN'T GET OUT
OF THE CAR.
LOOK, I CAN'T PUT A DEAL
ON THE TABLE
IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME
SOMETHING!
HIS CAR...
REAL SWEET RIDE.
A BLACK "E" 55.
BENDENELLI.
Sullivan: YOU BETTER NOT
BE LYING TO ME,
OR I'LL HANG YOU UP
BY YOUR NUTS.
ALL RIGHT.
ACCORDING TO ONE
OF JOBEY'S BOYS,
JUNIOR IS ONE
LUCIOUS JACKSON.
HE'S GOT AN APARTMENT
OF PALMS AVENUE.
THIS IS OUR CASE.
GET HIM.
GO.
[DOG BARKING]
LUCIOUS!
LUCIOUS!
Man: AAH! AAH!
DROP THE GUN,
LUCIOUS.
I'M NOT LUCIOUS.
I NEED AN AMBULANCE.
505 DEL RIO BOULEVARD.
RIGHT NOW!
WHERE'S LUCIOUS?
WHERE THE FUCK IS LUCIOUS?
I'LL SHOOT YOUR OTHER FOOT,
I SWEAR.
FUCK YOU, MAN.
LISTEN, YOU FUCK!
START TALKING!
DANNY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
KILL HIM, DANNY.
Danny: ANSWER ME!
POPTOP, MAN.
POPTOP TOOK HIM.
POPTOP DRAGGED HIM
OUT OF HERE, MAN.
I ONLY SHOT
AT YOU GUYS
'CAUSE I THOUGHT YOU
WAS HIM COMING BACK
TO GET ME, MAN.
OH, HE'S NOT GONNA LAST
LONG WITH POPTOP.
[QUIETLY] FUCK.
EASY. EASY, TYLER.
JUST LAY STILL.
AMBULANCE IS ON ITS WAY.
OK. ALL RIGHT.
WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED
IN THERE?
IT WAS MY FAULT.
IT WAS ALL OF US.
NOW'S NOT THE TIME
TO LOSE FOCUS.
ANY NEWS ON TYLER?
SHE JUST WENT
IN SURGERY.
WE'RE NOT GONNA HEAR
FOR A FEW HOURS.
ANY LUCK FINDING
LUCIOUS JACKSON?
POPTOP
SNATCHED HIM UP.
I BET ANYTHING HE HAS HIM
AT HIS TATTOO PARLOR.
THEN WHAT ARE WE
WAITING FOR?
HOLD UP, OK?
I GOT ONE PERSON DEAD.
I GOT ANOTHER ONE
FIGHTING FOR HER LIFE.
I'M NOT RISKING
ANY MORE LIVES HERE.
I KNOW, BUT,
FRANK, WE DON'T HAVE
A CHOICE.
IF LUCIOUS ISN'T DEAD
ALREADY, HE WILL BE
THE SECOND POPTOP
FINDS OUT
WHAT HE WANTS
TO KNOW.
FINE.
JACK AND DANNY ARE
PRIMARY.
NO. POPTOP KNOWS ME.
HE'LL BLOW MY COVER.
BUT HE DOES HAVE A THING
FOR HOOKERS.
ARE Y'ALL FOR IT?
YEAH.
SURE.
BUT LET ME MAKE
ONE THING CLEAR.
FIRST SIGN OF TROUBLE--
JACK AND I'LL BE
THROUGH THAT DOOR.
ALL RIGHT. THIS IS ABOUT
AS CLOSE AS WE WANT TO GET.
YOU KNOW, I WANT TO GET
ONE MORE SOUND CHECK.
LET'S DO IT.
LADY...
OK. SAY SOMETHING.
CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?
HOOKER.
GOOD, OK.
ALL RIGHT. IF YOU CAN'T
GET LUCIOUS OUT,
DON'T TRY ANYTHING
RISKY.
WE CAN GO IN STRONG
OR TRY SOMETHING ELSE.
IF YOU GET IN TROUBLE,
WE NEED A SAFETY WORD.
HOW ABOUT BALL GAG?
I LIKE THIS GIRL.
I'M SERIOUS.
JUST STAY SHARP, OK?
[QUIETLY] OK.
HI, THERE.
YOU NEED SOMETHIN'?
UH...WE THOUGHT WE COULD
WORK FOR YOU.
YEAH, FOLLOW ME.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
♪ GOT THIS GIRL
SHOWING ME SOMETHIN' ♪
♪ AS SOON AS
THEY SEE MY CAR ♪
♪ THE COLOR OF A SKITTLE
♪ THEY START TO THINKIN'
TO THEMSELVES ♪
♪ A WHOLE BUNCH
OF RIDDLES ♪
♪ LIKE A PRADA GIRL,
BUT THEY DON'T CARE ♪
♪ THEY STILL WANNA SEE ME
ALL UP IN THEIR UNDERWEAR ♪
♪ AND I DON'T BLAME THEM
♪ I LOOK AT ME
AND WANT ME, TOO ♪
♪ BUT IS THE MONEY
♪ OR ME THAT MAKE YOU
DO WHAT YOU DO? ♪
DAMN! HA HA.
NICE ONE, DOG.
WHAT'S YOUR NAMES?
HONEY WITH AN I-E.
I'M GLITTER.
YOU GET 40,
I TAKE 60.
ALL RIGHT.
PUT THESE HOES
TO WORK.
AND HEY--
CLEAN THAT SHIT UP.
I GOTTA MAKE A RUN.
ALL RIGHT. LET'S GET
THIS PARTY CRACKIN', YO.
PUT ON SOME
BOOTY-SHAKIN' MUSIC.
LET'S GO.
SO UH...
LET'S SEE WHAT YOU GOT
WRAPPED UP IN THERE.
'SCUSE ME?
BITCH, LOOK,
IF YOU WANNA WORK HERE,
I GOTTA SEE
WHAT YOU GOT.
SO IF I TELL YOU
TO SHOW ME YOUR TITS,
YOUR GONNA SHOW ME
YOUR TITS--
UNLESS YOU NEED ME
TO SLAP ON THAT ASS
FOR SOME MOTIVATION,
HUH?
DON'T TEASE ME, BOO.
OK. YOU GUYS WORK
AS A TEAM, HUH?
WHY, YOU LIKE THAT?
WELL, YOU KNOW, I MIGHT
A LITTLE TEST DRIVE
OR SOMETHING.
WELL, WHY DON'T WE
JUST GO IN HERE.
NO, NO, NO.
THAT ROOM'S OFF LIMITS.
COME HERE, LET ME SEE
WHAT YOU GOT.
OH, DADDY,
I'M THE SHY ONE.
BITCH!
BE NICE, NOW.
YOU BETTER LET GO
OF MY HAND
BEFORE I CLOSE IT
AND KNOCK YOU
THE FUCK OUT.
YO, I DON'T THINK YOU
REALLY WANNA DO THAT.
HEY! OOH!
AHH!
YO, WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?
AHH!
OOH!
AHH!
AHH!
[SCREAMS]
I AIN'T TELL YOU...
SHIT.
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
WE'RE A DOCUMENTARY
FILM CREW.
A WHAT?
YEAH. WE'RE DOING
A STORY ON GANG WARS
DOWN HERE IN VENICE.
OH, JESUS CHRIST.
AND WE WANT YOU
TO BE THE STAR.
YEAH. WE WANNA TALK
TO YOU ABOUT JOBEY
AND SOME OF THE OTHER
WESTSIDE DEALERS.
UH, AND GET MY NUTS
SHOT OFF?
NOW COME ON, LUCIOUS,
DON'T YOU WATCH
THE NEWS?
WE'LL DISGUISE
YOUR FACE,
YOUR VOICE,
NOBODY'S GONNA KNOW
IT'S YOU.
WE'RE GONNA PROTECT YOU.
BULLSHIT!
JOBEY KNOWS A LOT
OF PEOPLE IN THIS TOWN.
JOBEY'S DEAD.
AHH, COME ON, GUYS,
YOU'RE SHITTIN' ME, RIGHT?
HOW?
SOMEBODY SHOT HIM.
DO YOU KNOW WHO?
WELL, THAT WHY
WE NEED YOUR HELP.
NOW--
WHAT WE'D LIKE YOU TO DO
IS MAKE A CALL
AND SAY EXACTLY
WHAT'S WRITTEN, OK?
ARE YOU CRAZY?
LOOK, THANKS
FOR GETTIN' ME OUT
OF THAT JAM BACK THERE.
THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY
I'M SAYING THAT.
WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?
OH, I DON'T KNOW,
MAYBE I DON'T WANNA
END UP IN A DUMPSTER.
WELL, THAT'S NOT
GONNA HAPPEN.
WE GOT YOUR BACK.
YOU GOT MY BACK?
PUH, I JUST MET YOU
GUYS 5 MINUTES AGO
AND YOU GOT MY BACK?
YOU KNOW WHAT?
HE'S RIGHT.
WE HAVE MORE THAN
ENOUGH FOOTAGE
TO SELL TO THE NETWORKS.
AND I'M SURE YOU'RE NOT
INTERESTED IN A CUT, SO--
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
WAIT A MINUTE.
WAIT, CUT?
WHOA! WAIT.
HOLD ON.
HOW MUCH?
50 GRAND, SPLIT 5 WAYS.
OH, FUCK THAT!
I'M TAKING
ALL THE RISK HERE.
I WANT 50%.
25%.
45%.
37.5%. FINAL OFFER.
I WANT IT IN WRITING.
[SLAMS PHONE]
JUST MAKE
THE FUCKING CALL.
COOL, AS LONG AS
WE GOT A DEAL.
SAY WHAT'S ON
THE PAPER?
YOU CAN AD-LIB
A LITTLE,
BUT JUST KEEP IT
SHORT AND SWEET.
SHORT AND SWEET.
I LIKE THAT.
[PHONE RINGS]
HELLO?
MR. BENDENELLI?
YEAH. AND WHO IS THIS?
IT'S THE GUY
WHO TOOK CARE
OF THAT LITTLE PROBLEM
FOR YOU.
AHH, YOU KNOW,
I HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT YOU'RE
TALKING ABOUT.
SO I'M GOING
TO HANG UP NOW.
I WOULDN'T DO THAT,
IF I WERE YOU.
COPS JUST CAUGHT
MY DRIVER.
HE'S PROBABLY ALREADY
FINGERED ME BY NOW.
WELL, SEEMS THAT YOU'VE
GOTTEN YOURSELF
INTO A LITTLE BIT
OF A JAM.
AND SO WILL YOU BE,
IF THEY FIND ME
BEFORE I GET OUT OF TOWN.
AND HOW MUCH
DO YOU WANT?
$20.000.
I WILL GIVE YOU 10.
AND WHERE DO YOU
WANT TO MEET?
YOU KNOW WHERE ABBOT
KINNEY AND ANTILLES IS?
YEAH.
WELL, ONE BLOCK
FROM THERE, TURN RIGHT,
SECOND HOUSE TO THE LEFT.
COOL. SEE YOU THERE.
PAYBACK'S A BITCH,
MOTHER FUCKER.
IT'S ON.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
HEY, THIS IS DANNY,
I CAN'T COME TO THE PHONE
RIGHT NOW,
BUT LEAVE ME A MESSAGE.
JESUS CHRIST.
WHERE ARE YOU PEOPLE?
I'VE ALREADY LEFT
3 MESSAGES.
CALL ME BACK.
FUCK!
ALL RIGHT,
HOW'S THAT LOOK?
IT'S GREAT.
ALL RIGHT. LUCIOUS,
I NEED YOU TO SAY SOMETHIN'.
IT'S PRETTY
FUCKING COOL, MAN.
GETTIN' ME EXCITED.
ALL RIGHT. GOOD.
GOT IT.
PUT THESE ON FOR ME.
WHAT ARE THESE FOR?
THERE'S A SMALL CAMERA ON THE
RIGHT SIDE OF THE FRAME.
RIGHT THERE.
CAN I KEEP THESE
WHEN WE'RE DONE?
IF YOU ARE
REAL GOOD.
NOW THIS PROBABLY ISN'T
THE RIGHT TIME,
BUT I JUST WANTED
TO TELL YOU THAT
I ASKED SAM TO MARRY ME.
AND I'M PROUD TO SAY
SHE SAID YES.
SAM, YOU'RE REALLY
SELLING YOURSELF
SHORT ON THIS ONE, HUH?
JACK.
CONGRATULATIONS.
THANK YOU.
CONGRATULATIONS.
GREAT. CONGRATULATIONS,
BUT I'M SHITTIN' DONUTS
HERE, MAN,
WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?
WELL, LUCIOUS, THAT'S
WHY I SAID WHAT I SAID,
TO CUT THE TENSION.
YOU MEAN YOU GUYS
HAVE DONE THIS BEFORE?
HEY, YOU HAVE NO IDEA.
YOU FUCKING MANIACS.
I LIKE YOU GUYS.
FUCK.
HERE.
OH, SHIT.
ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT. JUST LIKE
WE TALKED ABOUT,
GET HIM TO ADMIT
HE ORDERED THE HIT
ON PAPI. THAT'S IT.
BUT WAIT. HOW THE HELL
AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT?
JUST AS HIM HOW
A RICH GUY LIKE HIM
WOULD KNOW SOMEONE
LIKE JOBEY.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN? SOMEBODY'S
GOTTA BE OUT HERE.
DANNY, THAT--
GET IN THERE.
GO ON. I'LL BE FINE.
GUYS, WE GOTTA GO NOW.
COME ON, LET'S GO.
SHIT!
[KNOCK KNOCK]
HEY, MAN, YOU WEREN'T
FOLLOWED, WERE YOU?
LET'S GET THIS
OVER WITH, ALL RIGHT?
YEAH. RIGHT?
I'M ASSUMING THAT YOU
DON'T NEED TO COUNT THIS.
AHH, I TRUST YOU.
NOW YOU ARE GOING
TO DISAPPEAR.
YOU WILL NEVER
COME BACK.
NO PROBLEM.
AND IF YOU KNOW
WHAT'S GOOD FOR YOU...
DON'T EVER CONTACT
ME AGAIN.
COOL.
UH, HEY,
WAIT A SECOND, MAN.
CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING?
HOW DO YOU
EVEN KNOW JOBEY?
MAN, I WOULDN'T THINK
A PUNK LIKE THAT
WOULD BE A MEMBER
OF YOUR COUNTRY CLUB.
HA. I WAS JUST CURIOUS.
THAT WAS A VERY,
VERY BIG MISTAKE.
SAM!
GET DOWN.
MAN, THAT WAS
FUCKING AWESOME, MAN.
THAT'S WHAT
I'M TALKING ABOUT.
FUCKING MANIACS, MAN.
YOU GUYS ARE
FUCKING MANIACS.
AAH! GOD DAMN IT!
COME ON.
HELP ME.
ARE YOU OK?
OH, DANNY
HE'LL BE FINE.
WE JUST NEED TO GET
HIM TO THE HOSPITAL.
FUCK!
HE FIRED A NUMBER
OF SHOTS IN RETURN,
MY PARTNER WAS HIT
IN THE LEG.
[WOMAN OVER POLICE RADIO]
HEY, HEY, HEY!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
NOT--NOTHING.
I'M JUST NOT RIDING
IN AN AMBULANCE.
I'M FINE.
DON'T BE STUPID, DANNY.
YOU'RE GETTING THAT
LOOKED AT.
FINE. YOU WANNA TAKE
A LOOK? LOOK. HERE.
JACK, YOU'RE TAKING ME
TO THE HOSPITAL.
COME ON, MAN.
DO ANY OF YOU KNOW
HOW TO ANSWER
A FUCKING PHONE?
RELAX, FRANK.
HOW MANY TIMES
DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?
IT'S SERGEANT MILLS.
GIVE ME A RIDE
TO THE HOSPITAL.
I'LL EXPLAIN EVERYTHING
ON THE WAY.
JACK, GET HIM
TO THE HOSPITAL.
I GOT HIM.
I'LL SEE YOU GUYS THERE.
WHAT THE FUCK
IS GOING ON?
SULLIVAN, HERE.
SIR, IT'S KAPPY.
YEAH. I JUST HEARD
BENDENELLI'S DEAD.
AND HOW'S DANNY DOING?
JACK'S TAKING HIM
TO THE HOSPITAL.
LISTEN, REMEMBER THE NUMBER
I ASKED YOU TO RUN?
YEAH, BENDENELLI'S.
I PUT IT THROUGH, HE'S DEAD.
SOMETHING DOESN'T
FEEL RIGHT.
WOULD YOU MIND
CHECKING YOUR EMAIL.
YEAH, S--, ALL RIGHT.
WAIT A MINUTE.
HOLD ON.
YOU KEPT ME
OUT OF THE LOOP.
JUST CALM DOWN
AND LET ME TELL YOU
WHAT HAPPENED.
OK. FIRST OF ALL,
IF YOU DON'T MIND,
I'D LIKE TO FINISH
OUR PREVIOUS CONVERSATION.
I DON'T WANT TO SOUND
INSENSITIVE, BUT, UM--
I'M NOT PREPARED
TO BE A FATHER.
AND FRANKLY,
I DON'T THINK
THAT I NEED TO BARE
THAT RESPONSIBILITY.
YOU DON'T?
HOW'S IT LOOK?
[PANTING]
LIKE I'VE BEEN SHOT.
SAM, I ALWAYS WORE
A CONDOM.
RELIGIOUSLY.
AND IF ONE OF THEM
HAPPENED TO BE FAULTY--
JESUS, FRANK. YOU KNOW,
I HAVE NO IDEA
WHY THE FUCK I EVER
HOOKED UP WITH YOU
IN THE FIRST PLACE.
GOT THEM HERE.
LINDA FROM RECORDS SHOULD'VE
SENT US SOMETHING BY NOW.
LET'S SEE.
I MEAN, SHE'S USUALLY
PRETTY GOOD ABOUT THIS.
DO YOU SEE IT?
HOLY SHIT.
DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT.
YOU CAN JUST
RELAX, FRANK,
BECAUSE IT'S NOT YOURS.
SO YOU DID FUCK DANNY?
LOOK OUT, FRANK!
JEEZ!
SAM. SAM, GIVE ME
THE GUN.
YOU PIECE OF SHIT.
JUST LET ME EXPLAIN.
WHAT IS HE DOING?
SOMETHING'S WRONG, MAN.
COME ON.
SHIT.
[TIRES SQUEAL]
FRANK!
FRANK!
PUT IT DOWN.
I TOLD YOU--
IT'S SERGEANT MILLS.
GET THE GAS TANK.
[POLICE SIREN]
I LOVE YOU, BABY.
AW, SCREW IT.
I GUESS GARY WOULDN'T
WANT US TO ACT THIS WAY.
WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY WE SHOULD
BREAK OUT THE CHAMPAGNE
AND PARTY IN HIS MEMORY.
BUT WE DO HAVE
SPARKLING CIDER
FOR THE EXPECTANT MOTHER.
AW.
A COP DESERVES
A HERO'S BURIAL.
BROUGHT THESE FOR TYLER.
GLAD YOU'RE GONNA BE OK.
DANNY, HOW'S YOUR LEG?
WHY, YOU LOOKING
FOR A NEW DANCING PARTNER?
NOT QUITE. I JUST CAME
TO APOLOGIZE.
YEAH, WELL, FORGIVE US
IF WE FIND THAT A LITTLE
LESS THAN GENUINE, CAPTAIN.
LOOK, UH...
I TRUSTED FRANK MILLS.
AND HE ABUSED
THAT TRUST.
THE DETAILS
ARE A LITTLE SPOTTY,
BUT IT LOOKS LIKE
FRANK AND BENDENELLI
WE'RE TRYING TO TAKE OVER
THE DRUG TRADE IN VENICE.
THEIR FIRST STEP WAS TO
ELIMINATE THE COMPETITION
BY CREATING A DRUG WAR.
THAT EXPLAINS THE PHONY
GANG SIGNS ON JOBEY'S WALL.
WHAT ABOUT THE DRUGS
STOLEN OUT OF LOCKUP?
FRANK WAS SWAPPING
THE KILOS OUT FOR SUGAR,
THEN PUTTING
THE SEIZED PRODUCT
BACK ONTO THE STREETS.
WELL, HE WAS A LOT SMARTER
THAN HE LOOKED.
100% PURE PROFIT.
WAY TO GO, FRANK.
LOOK, UH...
I KNOW I MADE
A LOT OF ASSUMPTIONS
ABOUT YOU GUYS.
I'M SORRY ABOUT THAT.
YEAH.
SO WHAT HAPPENS NOW?
NOW THAT FRANK IS GONE,
WE DON'T HAVE A SUPERVISOR
FOR THE GROUP.
SO I DIDN'T THINK
YOU GUYS WOULD MIND
DRIVING BLACK AND WHITES
FOR A WHILE.
BULLSHIT!YEAH.
CALM YOURSELVES.
PREGNANT OR NOT, I'M NOT
DRIVING A BLACK AND WHITE.
I'M ONLY KIDDING YOU.
YOU CAN DRIVE
WHAT YOU WANT,
AND YOU CAN WEAR
WHAT YOU WANT.
SO WE'RE STILL
UNDERCOVER.
STILL UNDERCOVER.
ONLY THIS TIME I'M GONNA
GIVE YOU BIGGER CASES.
AND WE'RE GONNA
KICK IT UP A NOTCH.
NICE.
THAT'S FUNNY,
'CAUSE I THOUGHT
YOU WERE GONNA BUST US
DOWN TO METER MAIDS.
WHEN THE MAYOR
FOUND OUT YOU CRACKED
A MAJOR COCAINE RING
AND SOLVED 4 HOMICIDES
WITHIN 48 HOURS,
WELL, LET ME
PUT IT THIS WAY--
MY ORDERS
ARE TO MAKE YOU HAPPY.
WELL,
THAT CONVERTIBLE PORSCHE
FROM THE IMPOUND
WOULD MAKE ME HAPPY.
[ALL LAUGH]
TAKE IT SLOW NOW, GUYS.
SO THAT GOES
FOR ALL OF US?
ALL 5 OF US.
YOU MEAN 4 OF YOU.
I--I COUNT 5
IN THIS GROUP.
5, YEAH. I MEAN, YOU WOULDN'T
WANT TO PISS OFF THE MAYOR.
KAPPY...
HELL, YEAH.
[ALL CHEER]
ALL RIGHT!
BREAK OUT THE CHAMPAGNE.
WHOO-HOO!
[CHEERING]
[INDISTINCT TALKING]
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ♪
♪ YOU DON'T LIKE
HOW I'M LIVING, MAN? ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON
♪ LET'S GET IT ON
♪ YOU WANNA GET IT ON?
♪ THEN LET'S GET IT ON
♪ YOU DON'T LIKE
HOW I'M LIVIN'?
♪ LET'S GET IT
[GUNSHOT]
♪ DISGUSTING SPIT
ON THE MIC ♪
♪ WHEN I BE BUSTING
♪ SUCKER HAS
TO LEAVE THE MIC ♪
♪ RUSTING IN MY SALIVA
♪ YOU HAVE TO TRY
TO PRY THE MIC ♪
♪ THAT IS IN MY GRIP
♪ MORE HIP THAN PELVIS,
SMELL THIS ♪
♪ RHYME RELISH,
HELLISH ROCK RHYTHM ♪
♪ BUSTING RHYMES WITH ALL
BEFORE YOU FLUSH OUT YOUR JISM ♪
♪ MAN, THIS AIN'T EVIL
♪ WHEN I'M LYING,
YOU WERE LIGHTING ♪
♪ I'M WRITING
TO TIGHTEN UP MY FLOW ♪
♪ WHEN I BE FIGHTING
♪ SO DON'T FRIGHTEN
♪ I MAKE THE DEAD
JUMP OUT THE CASKET ♪
[INDISTINCT RAPPING]
♪ SO WATCH ME GET
YOUR ASS ♪
♪ TO DO THE HUNTING,
I'M THE CAPTOR ♪
♪ I'M A WILD
VELOCIRAPTOR ♪
♪ LIKE A T-REX--
[INDISTINCT]
♪ AND I PRESS BONES,
SO WHAT'S UP, HOLMES? ♪
♪ FUCK YOU ALL THE WAY
FROM YOUR ADAPTOR ♪
♪ TO YOUR HEADPHONES
♪ GET LOANS,
PLEASE DON'T BOTHER ♪
♪ STOP STILL
MY RHYMING ♪
♪ DROP THEM,
WE'LL KEEP CLIMBING ♪
♪ I GOT YOUR GIRL
STRAIGHT SLIMING ♪
♪ AND CREAMING,
GRAB THE MIC ♪
[INDISTINCT RAPPING]
♪ NEVER THE ONE
TO BACKSTAB ♪
♪ SEE, YOU NEVER
CATCH ME SCHEMING ♪
♪ I'M JUST DREAMING
♪ I'LL MAKE IT WITH
THE TALENT I WAS GIVEN ♪
♪ I'M DRIVEN
♪ WHAT? THAT'S
HOW I'M LIVING ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT
♪ LET'S GET IT,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT
♪ LET'S GET IT,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT
♪ LET'S GET IT,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON,
LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT
♪ YOU DON'T LIKE HOW
I'M LIVING, MAN? ♪
♪ LET'S GET IT ON
♪ LET'S GET IT ON
♪ YOU WANNA GET IT ON?
♪ THEN LET'S GET IT ON
♪ YOU DON'T LIKE HOW
I'M LIVING, MAN? ♪
♪ FUCK YOU
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT?
♪ YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME?
♪ YOU GOT BEEF WITH ME?
♪ COME ON, MOTHERFUCKER
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT? C'MON,
THEN LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME?
THEN LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ YOU GOT BEEF WITH ME?
THEN LET'S GET IT ON ♪
♪ YOU WANNA GET IT ON?
LET'S GET IT ♪
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT, MAN?
YOU WANNA FIGHT ME? ♪
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT, MAN?
YOU WANNA FIGHT ME? ♪
♪ YOU WANNA FIGHT, MAN?
YOU WANNA FIGHT ME? ♪
♪ THEN LET'S GET IT ON,
MOTHERFUCKER ♪
♪ UNH, YOU DON'T LIKE
HOW I'M LIVING, MAN? ♪
♪ FUCK YOU