Animal Kingdom (2016–…): Season 5, Episode 8 - Gladiators - full transcript

Things come up, you
can always call me.

You doing a job
was a one-time thing.

Hey. You're keeping
my shit in there?

What's your problem?

Oh, shit.

Let's do a party at
the Cody place, okay?

Dude, no. It's not
that deep, man.

This is the Oceanside
Harbor Patrol.

Stay where you are.

I'm Cassandra.

The devil is just an
angel who lost his way.



- Go wait in the car.
- Dad.

- Don't look at her. Just go. Go.
- It's okay, baby.

I just wanted to see him.

He's my son, too!

- So why did you even let him take him?
- Let him take him?

I would do anything
to have Henry back.

That you were
trying to set me up.

Wait a minute. I don't know
what you're talking about.

Who showed up? What's going on?

DEA. Livengood.

- Will he find it?
- I got rid of it.

What?

I'm not going to federal
prison for your bullshit.

It's not my fault you have
heat on you right now.



The only thing this guy
seemed to care about was Deran.

18-carat white gold.

Box catch clasp
with a hidden safety.

Oh, I want them all.

Now this one,

53 round cut stones.

They're beautiful.

- But do you have anything larger?
- Of course.

Let me show you these.

Think you'll find...

Uh...

Excuse me?

- What are they doing?
- I'm not sure.

Excuse me, what
is going on here?

Termite treatment.
We got a work order.

Can you smell that?

- It's horrible.
- May I see the work order, please?

It's in the truck.

I wasn't notified
about any of this.

Uh...

Perhaps I should leave.

Ma'am, if you'll give
me just a moment.

Really, I can't. It's
just too horrible.

God, this is outrageous.
You're driving customers away.

Now, I demand to see some
form of identification immediately.

Don't do anything stupid.

Don't even think about it.

- Back up.
- Okay.

- Open the gate.
- All right.

- Keys on the counter.
- Okay.

- On the counter now!
- Okay.

Hands behind your back.

Damn right. Keep your mouth
shut, this can go really nice and easy.

Come here, sit down.

Sit down.

Nobody be a hero.

All right, let's move!

Next time, you're the decoy.
That was boring as hell.

Like anybody's bending over
backwards for my Black ass.

We gotta get the
watches. Get the watches.

Leave the watches.
Just get the bracelets.

Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.

Let's go!

Drive.

Jesus! What...

- Get out.
- Uh...

- Out!
- Okay, hold on a second.

- Just hold on, all right?
- Out!

- Keep your hands up!
- Okay. Okay.

Let's go.

Come on.

You're that lowlife that was
hanging with Cassie, huh?

Shut up.

That what it was when
you were swimming?

On your knees.

- Shut up.
- You were casing the place?

- Stupid bitch!
- Hands behind your head.

Okay.

Open up. Open up.

Hey.

What?

Get up.

You're the guy who
was with my mom.

- Dad? Dad!
- Henry. Hey.

It's okay, Henry.

It's okay. He's coming with us.

Henry, just relax.
Everything's going to be okay.

Look at me.

I'm not going to hurt you.

I promise. You believe me?

- Yes.
- All right.

Just take whatever you
want and go, all right?

Listen to me, I want
you to pack your stuff.

You're not coming back.

Just pack it all up.
We're gonna go.

We're gonna get out of here.
Come on, Henry. Let's go.

Deran.

Deran, it's J. Call me.

Such bullshit.

Your bike still at Smurf's?

- Yeah, I'm going to get it later.
- Yeah, big night, huh?

No, not really.

Could eat, though.

- You hungry?
- No.

- I'm starving.
- Okay. Keep it down.

- What's your problem?
- Oh, I don't know.

I just spent a grand on your
bail. How about a thank you?

Thank you. All right?

I have to get to Tonya's.

As long as you're taking Nick.

Fine.

What the hell does he want?

How the hell do I know?

- What are you doing here, man?
- We need to talk.

- Where's Deran?
- How the hell should I know?

He's not answering my texts.

What's the problem?

- I talked to Pete last night.
- Oh, yeah?

- You get us our money?
- No. He gave me this.

An agent showed up asking
questions about Deran.

You know who that is?

Yeah, that's the cop
that busted Adrian.

Thought Deran
dealt with that shit.

Shit.

All right, where is he? Adrian?

Indonesia.

Is that why the DEA is
circling Deran right now?

'Cause if this Livengood guy
knows that we're working with Pete,

- what else does he know?
- DEA don't know shit.

Pete's not going to say anything.
They're just fishing around,

hoping we'll overreact.

Well, Pete flushed the coke.

What?

Yeah, that's what happens
when the DEA shows up.

- What was it doing at Pete's?
- Deran told me to move it.

- To Pete's?
- It doesn't matter, man. It's gone.

What do you mean, it's gone, bro?
I could be back to zero right now.

I know, that's why we need to find
Deran and we need to sort this out.

- Deran? This is on you.
- Me?

You lied about this
job in the first place,

saying that it was with cash.
This shit started with you.

What? You got
nothing to say now?

Adrian was Deran's problem.

But now he's all of our
problem. Do you understand that?

Deran.

Been a while since you
been out here to Trestles.

Hey, man.

Waves at home blown out?

Yeah, something like that.

We'll see you out
on the water, bro.

Hello?

Josh? It's Lark Johnson.

Hey.

I have an addendum to
the probate documents

I need to get to
you for signatures.

Yeah, you can FedEx
them to the house.

Well, actually, I'm in San
Diego for a conference.

So is there any chance you
could come by and pick them up?

Uh...

I'd like to keep the paper trail
on this to a minimum. Obviously.

Uh, yeah, sure. I'll
text you when I'm close.

I'm going to be a while.

How much is that
bitch paying you?

Whatever it is, I'll double it.

Hey, why don't you just take my
watch? You'll get at least 30 grand for it.

She's not paying me.

I'm not going to hurt you, kid.

You know, she's a shit mother.

She's not a shit mother.

Whatever you think you know
about Cassie, whatever she told you...

It's not true. None of it.

What are we doing?
Why are we stopping?

Hey, come on.

Hey, why did we stop?

- Come on.
- Dad!

- On your feet.
- Come on, please, no.

- Dad!
- On your feet.

Come on, man, just...

You don't have
to do this, all right?

Walk.

- Why are you doing this?
- Go.

- Dad!
- Come on, please!

- Move! Go!
- Okay. All right.

- Go!
- What are we doing?

Please, no, don't!

- Okay, just wait.
- Go!

Don't hurt my dad.

Come on, man. You
can't do this. Please.

- Please. My kid, man.
- Dad!

Dad!

Down, now.

- Please don't do this.
- On your knees.

Please don't do this. Please!

- Please don't do this.
- Dad!

Don't do this. Please.

My son, man. Please.

Let it happen.

Just let this happen,
you hear me?

Why are you doing this?

Hey! You can't
leave me out here!

- Henry!
- Dad!

Henry! Please!

Dad!

It's okay, Henry!

It's okay.

Please!

Henry!

What? You don't answer
your phone anymore?

I was surfing Trestles.

You drove to Trestles?
The swell's out front.

Well, I like Trestles better.

What's wrong?

Pete flushed the coke.

- What?
- Yeah, it's gone.

All of it.

Why was it at Pete's?

Because you told
J to take it to Pete's.

No, I told J to take it
to the bowling alley.

Yeah, and he took it to Pete's.

And then that DEA agent went
around asking questions about you.

Pete then gets spooked
and then flushes it.

Let me think about
this for a second.

What the hell is there
to think about, man?

Where's J now?

How the hell do I know?

Why are you staring
at me like that?

Because you're the one that
told J to get rid of the coke in a flex.

'Cause I didn't
want it in the house.

Yeah, because you had the
DEA sniffing around, right?

We have nothing.

And how many times
have I been saying,

"We need cash"?

But nah. nah, nah

You and J had to go
around measuring dicks.

Yeah, what have you done?

- What have I done?
- Yeah, what have you done?

I didn't tell that asshole
to move it to Pete's.

Yeah, you know
what? J is an asshole.

But so are you.
You're an asshole.

So congratulations
on both being assholes.

I'm sick of this shit, man.

Hey!

And we made money.

Ugh! Jeez, you reek.

What was that stuff you
were spraying around?

Coyote piss.

Keeps possums
off my orange trees.

Yeah, well, you both
can clear a room.

Get in, let's go.

- Get in the car.
- Yeah, give me a minute.

- Come on!
- I'm going to miss the best part.

Whoo!

- Come on, let's go.
- Whoo hoo!

Give me the money!

- Okay.
- Now, let's go!

- Okay, don't shoot.
- Don't give me a reason to, then.

Make it quick and easy.

- Look, man, I got kids, okay?
- Yeah, man, who doesn't.

Open it up.

Don't move.

- Hey, what's up?
- Hey, Josh.

So you and your uncles
need to sign all three copies.

What is it?

It states that all
four of you all agree

to equal shares and control
of your grandmother's estate.

It's an unusual situation.

'Cause most families want to divide
things up, go their separate ways.

Yeah, well, we're
not most families.

Yeah, don't I
know it. Mine either.

More like a family business,
we want to keep things going.

But if things were to change,

how long would it take
to divide everything up?

What's changed?

How long?

Uh... Well, we'd draw
up new paperwork.

But it would be easier if your
uncles just bought you out.

Get these signed and back to me.

And for anything else,
I bill $500 an hour.

Bye.

- That's happening?
- What's going on here?

- Oh, shit.
- Oh, that must...

- Are you kidding me?
- Guessing this is the wife...

- Framing a house in Temecula, asshole?
- You followed me?

Is this her?

- She's...
- Or is it her? Huh?

Mm-mmm.

Hi, it's me. Janine.

Nice to meet you.

This is why you're never home?

- Cheryl, calm down.
- This is where you go?

Domestic disputes
attract attention.

- Oh, you think this is funny, bitch?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Get away from me.
- Yeah, little bit.

Bitch!

Heads up. Heads up!

- You're here, raising her kids...
- Jesus!

- Instead of having one with me!
- Hey, listen to me.

- Let's talk about it. Jesus!
- Stop it!

Oh, no.

- Hey, just give her some space.
- No! Will you back off?

Hey.

Hey! Whoa!

Hi, Cheryl.

Nice to meet you.

You want to come inside?

Let me give you a tour of all the
spots that I banged your husband.

Jesus, Janine.

No?

- Then why don't you walk away...
- Easy.

And take your little domestic
dispute off my property?

Thank you.

Hey, slow down for a second.

- Just let...
- Get away!

God damn it!

Yeah, it's funny, huh?

Relax, Janine.

Holy shit.

You guys want beers and steaks?

Hey, get back in the truck.

Is my dad dead?

No.

Are you her new boyfriend?

No.

- So why are you doing this?
- Because kids need their mothers.

And they should be
with their mothers.

I mean...

If their mothers are good.

I...

I think she is.

Good.

Let's go.

Stop!

You need to learn
how to cook a steak.

It's good.

Mm-mm. You cooked
that a minute, at most.

All right. So...

Gia says we could all get
five grand each after her cut.

Successful day at work.

- Did Gia say when?
- Couple weeks.

Oh, shit.

Manny, she's not selling them
out of the trunk of her car in TJ.

Hey, five grand is top dollar.

Oh, shit, I gotta
make a phone call.

What's his problem?

Somebody showed him a racetrack.

Yeah.

Oh, you got your
hands full down here.

That's four kids, by my count.

Jake's easy enough, but Manny...

He's a handful, but...

He's good under pressure,
and he wants to earn, so...

Five grand is gonna
come in handy.

Least I could do.

Guy on the inside was yours.

Turns out, Ernie's a
pretty lousy security guard.

- All right.
- Told your ass.

- Well, teach me how to cook, then.
- Mm-mmm.

So what's next?

What?

Pam.

Come on.

How about we just enjoy this...

for a hot minute?

I'm just saying...

when something works, it works.

All right.

Let's go get some real food.

Go away!

Open up!

What do you want?

- Open the door.
- Say whatever you came to say.

Hi, baby.

Hi, baby.

What are you doing here? Huh?

Andrew brought me.

He pulled a gun on us
and left Dad in the desert.

What? I didn't
ask you to do that.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

I didn't ask you to do that.

- You gotta go.
- What? Now?

You gotta get to the 5, head
north towards the Canadian border.

What did you do?

I got you your kid back. You can
be together, but you've gotta go.

- Yeah, okay.
- Now!

Uh... Grab Mama's
journals off of the bookshelf.

You're going to take the train
from Bellingham to Vancouver.

There's no inspection and the
checkpoint's on the Canadian side.

- Okay?
- I can't...

- I can't...
- You need to go. Now.

You want to go with us?

You said you didn't know
where you were headed.

Just take it.

You gotta get moving, please.

- Okay.
- Go.

Okay.

Wait.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Okay, all right.

Okay, come on, baby.

You lost, huero?

- Somewhere we can talk?
- Sure.

What do you want to talk about?

Tune-up? Oil change?

- Cut the shit.
- You cut the shit.

Why didn't I know
you had heat on you?

DEA's got nothing.

It ain't nothing when
I'm sitting on your weight.

Not anymore, though, right?

You expect me to say sorry?

One cop shows up

and you flush half a million
dollars' worth of coke down the toilet?

So I'm a liar now?

That or a pussy.

Damn.

Smurf's little boys, every
one of you a pain in my ass.

This is what I get for trying to
help an old friend's huérfanas.

Let me tell you, we are
done with that shit now.

So the next time you, your
nephew, your crazy brother

or your coked-out
brother come around here,

you ain't leaving.

It's broke down.

I couldn't believe this shit.

What you drinking?

Tequila.

No.

The good stuff.

Again.

Hear that, R.J.? Not everyone
likes that bottom-shelf pig piss.

Suck it, you old cocktease.

Keep 'em coming.

Till the money's gone.

You got it.

What are you laughing at?

The look on Jake's face?

- Man was, like, six inches tall.
- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

You know, either
Cheryl breaks up with him

and he's on my
doorstep tomorrow,

or I never see him ever again.

That man is never
getting over you.

No.

You should just cut
that poor boy loose.

- Do you even like him?
- Yeah.

He's...

He's loyal.

He's tall.

Good chin.

Chin?

- Kids. Maybe I want more kids.
- With Jake?

Yeah, why not?

What you gonna do with all those kids
when you out robbing and raising hell?

Take them with me.

You're gonna outgrow this trailer
as fast as the last one, you know?

I'm saving up to buy a house.

Already have my eye on one.

- Okay.
- I have more beer in the fridge.

Mm-mmm.

- What?
- Don't think so.

No.

No, you're not going.

- I gotta go home.
- Come on.

- I gotta go home to my babies.
- Come on, no, please!

No.

- I'm heading home.
- Yes.

No.

Fine. Go.

I thought we were
celebrating, but whatever.

Come on, don't be like that.

What am I doing? You
said you have to go. Go.

Okay.

See you around.

Yeah.

Yeah, you will.

Very soon.

You know what?

This is what we should be doing.

Cash.

Not drugs, not gold, not safes.

You know, I just hit six places
in between here and El Cajon.

- Six?
- Yeah.

So then I can smuggle you
some blow on visitation day.

Oh, yeah? You talk to Pete?

Get the hell out
of my face, man.

You can't admit that I'm right.

Just once. Huh?

- How you been, J?
- Admit it.

Taking care of some
things. Did you tell him?

No, I said move the
coke, not move it to Pete's.

You should've told
us about the DEA.

I had it handled.

- You lied about the job.
- Bullshit!

- Did you know about this?
- Shut up!

- No!
- Shut up, man!

We're not here because of me.

We're here because you didn't
have the balls to shoot your boyfriend.

Is that what you think, too?

Son of a bitch!

You like shooting
people, don't you?

You liked watching Smurf's brains
blow out of the side of her head?

Smurf said you weren't strong
enough to deal with Adrian.

She was right!

Enough.

Craig, enough!

Enough!

Craig, get off him!

Craig!

Get off of him!

Enough!

Get off!

What the hell happened?

What, today?

Yesterday? Last week?

You've been gone
a long time, man.

Why is the house trashed?

It's a long story.

Where you been, man?

Doesn't matter.

- I'm home.
- Yeah?

You get your shit together
or you gonna act like a psycho

and keep taking
off all the time?

Yo, where the hell
have you been?

You guys get into a fight?

It wasn't really a fight.

J got his ass kicked.

Looks like he did okay to me.

- Where is he?
- Beats me.

Damn, that looks
like you cracked a rib.

What?

Yeah, that's crooked.

All right. Do it.

All right.

You ready?

Yeah.

All right, on three. One...

Yeah, still hideous.

All right.

What's that for?

You going somewhere?

I'm leaving.

No, you're not.

Put it back.

I said, put it back.

Put it back!

I'm leaving, Pope.

You leave and I'll find you.

You should clean that up.

Maybe put some ice on it.

Come here, little man.

Come here.

Hey.

You, wake up. Come here.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

I just want you to be with me.

Hey, you're never going
to leave me, right, baby?

Both of you. You.

And you're never
going to leave me.

Good.

That's my babies.