Bloodline (2015–2017): Season 1, Episode 9 - Part 9 - full transcript

Can I help you?

Yeah. Do you by chance have
any charter schedules?

- Yeah. Just give me a second.
- Thanks.

Wayne, you got any of those
charter schedules?

Oh, great, great.

And you got any mackerel
I can put on one riggers?

- We may be out. Let me check.
- All right. Appreciate that.

- How you doing today, sir?
- Hey, how are you? Good. Thank you.

I heard the mahi
are really running out there.

Yeah, no, I'm going after the billfish.

- Yeah. I'm a marlin man myself.
- Nothing better.



Preaching to the choir.
Good luck to you.

Yes, sir. Thank you very much.

Hey, man. We're all out. We're getting
a shipment tomorrow morning.

What time you open?

- Five-thirty.
- Five-thirty? Yeah?

That's good. All right. Thank you.

- Yeah. No problem.
- Yeah.

Take a look at this.

- Oh. They--
- Does that pass inspection?

They're really nice.
Looks like dinner to me.

- See you later, honey.
- Bye, Mom.

Good catch, Joe.

Yeah, Joe. Good catch.

Guy who owns the bait shop
is Wayne Lowry. He's got a record.



Why don't we get Loo to authorize
a surveillance team?

There's only one empty desk
at the moment,

but whatever you need, be my guest.

- Excuse me. Lieutenant?
- Someone already beat us to it.

Hey, lieutenant.

What's Grunwald doing here?

DEA needs some office space.

- What for?
- They're the Feds.

Think they fucking tell me anything?

Clay.

Hey. John Rayburn.

We met at the regional commission.

- Yeah. Good to see you again.
- Yeah.

I think we saw each
other this morning.

At the bait shop.

You wouldn't be looking into
Wayne Lowry by any chance, would you?

Is there someplace we can talk?

Yeah.

You want a cup of coffee?

- No. I'm good.
- Come on in.

DEA's building a case against Lowry.

Big distributor down here.

- He's the top of the pyramid?
- May not be King Tut,

but we flip him and dominoes fall.

I think he's doing more
than dealing drugs.

I think he's good for being involved
in these murders.

As far as we know,
he moves drugs, not people.

Why is it he can be involved
in one and not the other?

I'd let you talk to the guy
once we bring him in.

I got two dead girls.
I think this guy's involved in it.

This shit's paper thin. You know it.

- I hate to be the guy to take your case--
- Then don't do that.

- Sometimes I gotta hate myself.
- I'm not stepping away from this.

- Guess who the Fed is?
- That's the way you're gonna play this?

- Stay out of my case.
- Fuck you.

How about I introduce you
to Vicente Cruz, huh?

Who the fuck is that?

This girl's father, that's who.

Oh, but I don't wanna fuck with your
case, Clay. You go have a sunshiny day.

All right.

- What do you want?
- You share. I share.

What the fuck's wrong with that?

We had Lowry using a dock in Key Largo.
Then the shipments stopped.

So now we're trying to locate
the new point of entry.

So locally, who are you looking at?

Couple of scumbags.

Maybe you've seen them.

- Name's Rafi Quintana.
- Works for Lowry.

Victim's father lD'd him as accepting
money for human trafficking.

How about this guy?

- You know him?
- That's Eric O'Bannon.

We don't make him out to be anything
more than a low-level runner.

That's about right.

He's on parole. We should
be able to rattle his cage.

Do you know any of his associates?

How's the charter business going?

It's how I'm making the big bucks.

What about you?
How are things going?

Hey. You call that girl?

Oh, yeah, I did. I just got back
from being over at her place.

I'm leaving Diana and the kids.

Yeah. Imagine that, man.

You out on your own.

Yeah.

How's everything else going?

Yeah, it's good. Pretty good.

Hey, are you seeing
Chelsea O'Bannon?

Here and there. Why?

No, nothing. I always liked her.
She's always had shit for luck in life,

like the rest of that family.

That's great. That's great.
How's Eric doing?

Yeah, I'm not sure, man.
Haven't seen him around for a while.

Well. No, it's good. Chelsea.

Glad you got somebody. That's good.

I wanna talk to you about Diana
real quick.

- Shit. ls everything okay?
- She was upset about the other night.

What? You take one fucking night off,
she gets a bug in her ass about it?

No, she wasn't upset with me.
She was upset with you.

- Did she say why?
- No, just said that you were acting...

aggressive.

She said she asked you to leave
the house. You wouldn't leave.

No, I don't think so.

Come on, man. Diana doesn't lie.
She doesn't make shit up.

You were drinking. Maybe you did
something you don't remember doing,

but if she says you're acting weird,
you were acting weird. I'm asking

if you would, watch what you say around
her. Keep the peace for me. Please.

I just thought we were having
a little bit of fun but-- I mean,

now that you mention it, I guess
must've been something happened...

so I'm sorry. I'll try to be more
respectful in the future.

Thanks.

- Do you need help with any of this stuff?
- Yeah.

I can't. I gotta get back to the house.

- Throw that stuff in the back.
- I love you. Take care. Thank you.

I love you, brother.

Fuck.

You just eat awfully fast for someone
who enjoys food as much as you do.

Must be genetic.
Your dad did the same thing.

Oh, that's what we have in common.
I knew there had to be something.

You know, I like the way
you prepare this better.

Yeah, I do it in parchment.
Keeps the moisture in.

Most places around here are not that--
You know. They're shitty, Mom.

Well, still, it's nice to get out
of the house for a change.

Hey. What do you think about maybe
expanding the dining service?

Expand it how?

Offering food to locals. To vacationers
that aren't staying at the inn.

To anybody who wants
a beautiful meal by the sea.

Honey, didn't your father say
no to that idea years ago?

Just thought...now you have a say,
you might look at it differently.

I've always had a say.

Okay.

Will you think about it?

I've already let you change
the menu.

I'm just trying to help. I'm trying
to do the things that I'm best at.

That's all. I'm trying to contribute
the best way I can.

No more business talk tonight, okay?
I'm having dinner with my son.

- Hello.
- Rayburn, amigo.

- Yeah. It's me.
- You alone?

Yes. That's correct.

- You good to go?
- Absolutely. Absolutely.

- Today.
- You got it.

No problem.

Watch your step, folks. The AC's on and
running so make yourselves comfortable.

We got an hour ride
to Miami International.

Hey, Carlos. This bag's gotta go too.

Gas her up on the way back.
Mile marker 94.

- Sure thing, boss.
- Pump number two.

Hello? Mama Ray?

- Hello?
- In here.

- Hey.
- Hey, there.

Come over here.
I wanna show you something.

- What are you doing?
- What does it look like I'm doing?

Biology class?

I'm filleting.

- You know anything about cooking?
- I suck at cooking.

No, you don't. No one's ever taught you.
That's all that means.

Didn't you go to cooking school?

Yeah. I did. And your mom
and your dad helped to pay for it.

I tried making a pie once, actually,
and it kind of tasted like a brick.

Well, okay. That's baking. It's more like
science, you know, whereas cooking

is all about feel.

Intuition.

But you do have to have
some technique.

For instance.
I'm sure you've had fish.

You've been eating, and all of a sudden,
you've got a bone stuck in your mouth.

Yeah. It's gross.

Well, that's someone being
fucking lazy in preparation.

Let me show you how this is done.

With the mahi, you fucking
peel this off, just like a banana.

Look at that.

And that's what we're left with.

- There's some biology.
- Yeah.

Look at that, though. That's beautiful.

Mom.

- Hey, honey.
- Are you serious?

- Bridal magazines?
- What?

You can't wait five minutes
before you start planning this thing?

Someone left this in Bungalow 4,
and I'm just looking at it.

They did not.

Will you please just let me enjoy this?
I'm excited.

Okay. Let me see.

Believe me. I'm glad you wanna help.
Planning is the worst part.

Meg.

It'll be fun, honey.

Your father would be so happy.

Yeah. I know.

I just wish we could do it quickly.
Let's knock it out next week.

Oh, for heaven's sakes.
Well, I'm having fun.

- Good.
- You know, I keep seeing Marco

and your brothers wearing
seersucker suits. What do you think?

I actually like it.

And Danny could do the menu.

- Maybe.
- He's showing interest in that again.

I saw in the invoices
that the food deliveries are up.

Yep. He's changing the menu. He wants
to open the restaurant to the public.

Why are we making changes?

Why not?

Because there's no need.
You're fixing something that isn't broken.

Dad always talked about
consistency here.

Yeah. I know.

I'm not even sure that it works
financially.

I should go over it carefully
with the accountants.

Of course. You should do that.

But I think that if we can
make it work business-wise...

I don't wanna stand
in Danny's way, really.

Sure.

Danny's a big part of the future here.

And I value his opinion.

Of course.

There's a bone in here.

Put it to the side.

That's lazy technique.

Excuse me?

Danny taught me how to fillet a fish.

When was that?

Earlier when I went over
to see Mama Ray.

He's been giving you
cooking lessons?

What's the problem?

Nothing. I'm just surprised.

Why? You guys sent him
to cooking school, didn't you?

Gotta go.

Maybe just once that kid
can come to the front door

and knock instead
of honking that damn horn.

No one does that anymore.

Honey.

- Say goodbye properly.
- Bye.

- Love you.
- Hey, hey, hey. Goodbye. I love you too.

- What's with the attitude?
- She's a teenager.

She's hanging out with Danny?

He taught her how to fillet fish. I don't
think that's considered hanging out.

We talked about this.

I'm not comfortable with it.

- I talked to him.
- Yeah? What did he say?

He gets it. He gets it.

Whatever happened
with that cooking school?

I don't know. We lent him some money.

We know he's not gonna pay us back.

Okay. I don't care about the money.

I'm wondering if he ever
got a job cooking anything.

I don't know. I don't know.

- Never mentioned it to you?
- No. If he did have a job,

he probably fucked up. Why would
he mention it? Do you want more wine?

It's good wine.

The fish was very good tonight.

You got it, Dave. See you next year.

Hey, Lily. Can you give these
a clean-up and a good drink?

This one's got dead leaves on it.

- Hey, Danny.
- Growing heirlooms this year?

Yeah. Just started.

Hey, you got a moment?

Sure.

Look, I just...

I just wanna apologize
for my behavior the other night.

- Don't worry about it.
- John and I were very drunk.

I'm not exactly sure what I said,
but I'm sure I was loud

- and probably stayed too long, you know.
- That's fine.

It's fine.

You sure?

Yeah.

Okay.

Thank you.

Hey, thanks.

You know, for coming
to apologize in person.

I believe if you got something to say,
come right out, say it.

Me too.

Direct is best, you know?
Which is why

if you do have a problem with me again,
just come tell me about it, you know?

I will.

Just say it to my face. Don't fucking
come between me and my brother.

Not a good idea.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You good?
- Yeah.

Is it just you?

Yeah. Yeah. Kids are out.

Whoa, babe. That's a generous pour.
Three fingers?

It was five a little while ago.

How was your day?

Oh, my day was interesting.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Danny came by.

Oh. yeah?

To apologize.

That's a good thing.

Not the way he does it.

And I called the cooking school.

He went for half a semester
and then left.

So I don't know
what the fuck we paid for.

You called.

It was two years ago.

Don't you wanna know
what he's been doing since then?

Hey. Morning, Joe.

I brought a special shipment
for you today.

Only the best.

See you, Joe. Thank you.

Danny, you fucking idiot.

Who the fuck is Beth Mackey?

"Viva Caputa Restaurant, Miami."

Yeah. Come in.

You been talking to Mom?

Yeah. I talk to Mom all the time.

Do you have a problem
with my plans?

Well, she asked me to weigh in.

Maybe I haven't been clear,
because I don't need you weighing in.

Okay? I don't need you
putting ideas in Mom's head.

I hardly think I'm the person
putting ideas in her head.

This may sting a little bit.

But, you know, we're done with
the way Dad did things. It's done.

Maybe before you change things, you
should be here longer than a few weeks.

Well, you see. There you go again.

You're bringing conflict into the
situation. I mean, everything's fine.

Mom's happy. I'm happy.

I have an opinion.

If it doesn't agree with your plan, I
can't help it. You're gonna have to deal.

Look. Look. Look at me.

Look at me.

- Please. This is my future.
- It's my future too.

It's Kevin's and it's John's.
It's all of ours.

This place belongs to all of us.

When you went to law school,
Morn and Dad paid for it, right?

When I went to cooking school,
who fucking paid for it?

Did Mom and Dad pay for it?
No, they didn't.

I had to fucking put my hand out
and fucking beg people.

I did go to law school.

And then I came back.
And I stayed here.

I turned down opportunities
so that I could help Mom and Dad.

Because you're such a good daughter,
right? You're such a fucking liar.

Please leave.

I have a lot of work to do.

Yeah. I'll go.

But I can go a lot

further.

Rayburn!

- Get the fuck out of my--
- You went too far.

- Get out of here.
- You fucked up my car. I know you did it.

- You don't know shit.
- I'm filing a restraining order.

I'm filing a restraining order
against you.

You're not getting away.
You take one step--

You take one more step onto
our property, you're going to jail.

Hey, next time you
wanna come after me,

have the balls to do it yourself,
you fucking asshole.

Fuck.

Hey. You a real estate agent?

I was looking to talk to someone
about the restaurant.

Oh, the place has been
empty for months now.

- Do you know what happened?
- I heard something about a kitchen fire.

Hey, maybe you can help me. I'm trying
to find a guy that used to work here.

You recognize him?

Oh, shit.

Yeah. This was his place.

What do you mean, his place?
He owned it?

I don't know who owned it,
but he ran it.

I mean, you know,
I think he was the head chef?

- You sure about that?
- Yeah. I work right there.

I saw him every day.
He was a nice guy.

It's too bad what happened with the fire.
This place was starting to take off.

Excuse me. John Rayburn.

- It's Beth Mackey.
- Yeah. Thank you. I appreciate it.

- Yeah. Thanks for getting back to me.
- Does tomorrow morning work?

Remember when we were talking about
bringing Danny back into the business?

Yeah. I told you I was fine with it.

John keeps saying
stuff about the past,

about everything Danny had been
through. What does he mean?

Sarah.

- That's it?
- "That's it?"

Meg, Danny killed our sister.

- He did not kill her.
- Well, he may as well have.

You're the lawyer.
What do you call that? Negligent?

Whatever. Homicide? I don't know.

I just felt like there was more to it.

You mean what happened after.

I don't know. That's why I'm asking.

Why? What happened after?

- You really don't remember this?
- No, I was 7 years old.

- Yeah.
- I remember Sarah drowned.

- And I remember Dad was devastated.
- Yeah.

- Then Danny got hurt.
- Right.

His shoulder. He got hit by a car.

Yeah, well, that was the story.

He didn't get hit by a car?

Then what happened to him?

Like you said...

Dad was devastated.

Dad did that to him?

Jesus.

- No one ever told rne that.
- You were there.

We both were. We were sitting right
here in this kitchen. John was here.

Dad came home from the hospital.

They ran through here,
chased Danny down to the beach.

We watched it
right through that window.

- So we all lied to a police officer?
- I don't call it lying.

Dad just lost a child.

He was angry. I don't blame him.

Who told us to lie?

I don't...

I don't know.

Somehow we all just knew.

That was the story.

- You saw the car hit your brother?
- Yes, sir.

I never saw someone
get hurt that bad.

Will you ask Meg to come in?

Are you nervous?

- No.
- Good.

There's no reason to be nervous.

These are simple questions, okay?

I wanna ask about
your brother Danny.

He killed my sister.

Yes. I know about that.

But I'm interested in how your
brother Danny hurt his shoulder.

You know anything about that?

- A car hit him.
- Did you see that?

No.

Then how do you know?

My brother told me.

- Which brother?
- John.

- Beth Mackey?
- Yeah.

John Rayburn.

You guys don't look anything alike.

Oh, we take after different
sides of the family.

How do I know you're his brother?

Yeah.

How's that?

John Rayburn.
Yeah, he talked about you. Cop brother.

- You mind if I ask you a few questions?
- Why? ls Danny in trouble?

- Not that I know of.
- You trying to get him in trouble?

No.

I'm concerned about him.

I was thinking maybe since you called me
back, you were concerned about him too.

I'm wondering if maybe I could
ask you a few questions, please.

I'd like to know more
about my brother.

My mom's English is not perfect.

So when Meg mentioned
the groomsmen in seersucker--

She thought that I was
talking about a prostitute.

- Oh, no.
- Hey, Mama.

We're gonna step out.

Oh, you have someone with you?

- Chelsea. Hey, honey. How are you?
- Hi, Mrs. Rayburn.

- I'm well, thanks.
- Good to see you.

- Hey, Meg.
- Hey. How are you?

Hey. You two come join us.
Grab a chair.

Yeah, sure. Why not?
One quick drink.

Marco, you're about to be a married man.
You can't be flirting like that.

- It's called being a gentleman.
- Oh, is that what it is? Yeah.

I gotta work on that
a little bit. I gotta say,

I'm a little bit intimidated
by this guy. Look at you, man.

Hey, hey, hey-

I can't believe
I'm gonna be related to this guy.

- I mean, he's a good-looking guy, right?
- Yeah, he is.

Hey. Look at poor Chelsea here,
you know? She's stuck with me.

Oh, maybe you can
give her some tips.

Let her know how
to pull down the big game.

- Dumb luck.
- Yeah.

Only thing I know about romance

is you gotta be mysterious.
You gotta have some secrets.

- Right?
- Are you keeping secrets from me?

Oh, baby, I got a million of them.
A million of them.

What about my sister?

She got any secrets?

I wouldn't know, would I?
I mean, it's a secret, right?

You know what? That's the best part
about being with a cop.

- Can't get anything past him.
- Oh, don't believe her.

I'm sure she's got a few secrets.

Oh, will you stop
picking on your sister?

- We all have secrets.
- Yeah.

Might have to do some cop work.

Shine a light.

There they are.

Oh, how rude of me.
You guys don't have glasses.

I'll get them, Mama.

Thanks, honey.

So how've you been?

- I'm pretty good.
- Sorry about that.

I can't believe I forgot--
We're sitting here with our drinks and...

Hey.

This ends now.

Okay. What are we talking about?

That little fucking game
that you're playing outside.

So you're not having fun anymore?

What is it? You think you
have something on me?

You think you can manipulate me
because I cheated on my boyfriend?

Your fiancé now.
Now he's your fiancé.

It's over. The game's over.
Do you understand me?

Maybe it's not a game.

Go tell him.

He's sitting out there. Go tell him.

- I don't think now's an appropriate time.
- Oh, really?

I think it's a perfect time.

What a fucking thrill for you
to humiliate me in front of Mom.

Why would I wanna do that?

No, you're right. You're right.

You wanna keep it
and hang it over my head

until the next time you want something?
ls that what it is?

Fuck that, Danny. Go tell him.

Or do you want me to do it?
Because I fucking will. I don't care.

I'm not gonna live in fear of you.

Okay.

Does this mean that I'm not gonna
be doing the catering for the wedding?

I know you bailed him out of jail,
but how did he end up in jail?

He owed a lot of money.

So he stole painkillers from a pharmacy.
He got caught selling them.

Do you know
who he owed the money to?

The kind of guys that get it back,
or you get hurt.

- So you know about the restaurant.
- That's what he borrowed the money for.

I understand there was a fire.

Danny said someone
torched the place.

Did he say who?

He had some partners.
Guys he borrowed from.

Your brother didn't get any of the
insurance money, if that's what you think.

No.

He must have taken it hard,
losing the restaurant.

Yeah. He did. Went on a bender.

Coke. Vodka. More coke.

Then he got weird.

Weird? How?

Speaking to people who weren't there.

I heard him talking to some chick in the
bathroom once. Kept calling her Sarah.

When I walked in, he was alone.

Sarah.

When's the last time
you talked to Danny?

Couple months ago maybe.

Guys keep showing up here
looking for him.

Looking for what?

Their money.

They keep coming by, asking for him.

- Until recently.
- Maybe he paid them back.

I seriously doubt that.

You know, if you see him,
would you tell him that...

Whatever.

I still drive by his apartment sometimes,
wondering if he's gonna turn up.

What apartment?

This is your brother's place here.

I haven't seen the guy in weeks.

His mail was piling up in his box.
That's the only reason I ever come here.

Look, I don't want
any trouble, detective.

I got it from here.

All right. Well, if you need
anything else, just holler.

- May l join you?
- I didn't know you were home.

Yeah. Come on. Absolutely. Absolutely.

It's beautiful.

Are you gonna finish
rolling that joint or should I?

Busted.

Oh, you busted me cold, Mom.
You busted me cold.

I haven't done this since I was a kid.

Your father did not approve.

You know, for all his libertarian ways,
he was a bit of a stick in the mud.

Yeah. The stick was stuck
somewhere anyway.

I was fun once.

Even a little wild.

Back in high school,

every weekend my girlfriends
and I would hang out near the Navy base.

We were about 17, so we had to take
turns finding a sailor to buy us liquor.

No. That's how you met Dad?

I thought Aunt Charlotte
introduced you.

That's the story
that your father liked to tell.

I'd sneak out of the house,
me and my girlfriends,

and we'd hitchhike all the way
to the east side of town

to this bar called Ruby's.

Must have been my turn
to find a sailor.

I remember looking
around the room and there he was.

In uniform.

Those killer blue eyes.

He was...

He was beautiful.

And very, very persuasive.

We spent the night together
in the back of his pickup.

Oh, you mean my pickup? Yeah?

Yeah.

Behind a parking lot.

And I think we saw each other
every day for the next month.

And he got transferred down here.

And you followed him down.

Yeah. One day he called.
He said he'd bought some land and...

Why don't I come down
and marry him?

Just like that?

Yeah. I didn't even
tell my parents.

I just packed my bags and got on a bus.

- Weren't you worried?
- I was terrified.

I think I cried the whole way down.

Yeah.

That's what you do.

What do you mean?

When you feel you have
no choice, so you...

You run away.

Yeah.

Yeah. I guess you do.

Oh, you gotta be fucking
kidding me. Really?

Hello, officer.

Get out of the car.

The handle doesn't work.

- What'd I do wrong, officer?
- Move to the front.

Move to the front. Turn around.
Put your hands on the hood.

What this time?

Spread them.

Let's talk about Danny.