Bloodline (2015–2017): Season 2, Episode 2 - Part 15 - full transcript

♪ Young man goes out ♪

♪ Looking for the diamond in the sea ♪

♪ Old man rows his boat to shore ♪

♪ And falls on twisted knees ♪

♪ And you'll drown
Before the water lets you in ♪

♪ And you'll drown
Before the water lets you in ♪

Psst.

Hey.

Rise and shine.

Is this what you're looking for?

Motherfucker.



- Who is this?
- I'm a friend of your husband's, ma'am.

Was a friend of your husband's
till tonight.

Till you sent that guy to my motel.

Are you gonna kill me?

No, I'm not gonna kill you.

I believe in second chances.

What the fuck is this?

That's shit you need to know
about my brother.

So, John, Wayne
knows enough now to get you locked up.

- Turn it off.
- We're all gonna get along,

or I take you both down with me.

Fucking turn it off.

I'm a businessman, Detective.

And I need my business
back up and running,



so this bullshit with the task force?

You're gonna bring it to an end.

And nothing happens to me
or anyone who works for me.

Now, I know there are gonna be
a lot of people

who would be very interested in hearing
what your brother has to say about you.

Every word on that tape is a lie.

Is it, Detective?

His word against mine.

Well, then I guess you
got nothing to worry about.

John knows you tried
to kill me tonight, Wayne,

so back the fuck off.

Because my baby brother
is very protective.

Aren't you, John?

You tipped me off about a federal
investigation, I was about to get busted.

And let's not forget,

you moved two million dollars' worth
of coke from the inn

so the feds wouldn't find it.
You stole evidence.

And you lied to the DEA to protect me.

The list goes on and on and on and on.

The truth is, I'd be in prison
if it wasn't for you.

Fuck you.

You're not gonna do this to me.

Fuck you!

Fuck you!

You're late.

What happened out there?

Car accident.

Was it bad? People hurt?

Yeah.

Burt Fisher called again.

Hm?

The campaign consultant.

Party's asking that you meet with him,

so we gotta decide
if you're really gonna run.

I've already decided.

I'm gonna run.

We were gonna have
another conversation.

I know.

You know you literally sat there
five years ago when Maddox retired,

and you told me there was no way,

no way in hell
you'd wanna run for sheriff.

- That was five years ago.
- Well, why now?

I need this.

I haven't said anything until now

because I know what you
went through with Danny,

and that you're still going through.

But we all went through it.

Ben, Janey, me.

You're here, but you're not. You're gone.

Hey.

I see the toll that this has taken on you.

You ended up in the hospital.

I'm worried. About you. About us.

Just the idea
of taking on a sheriff's race,

doing that right now, just...

Listen to me.

This is a good time for me to put my...

Put my mind towards something else.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry I haven't been here for you.

Very touching.

What did I tell you about that?

Don't worry.

I'm going out to the road.

♪ Well, I can't remember ♪

Come on, motherfucker, come on.

Fuck!

Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

- Hi.
- Hi. Wait a second. You look familiar.

Oh, really?

Is it Mary? Is that it? No.

- Keep going.
- I'll get it.

- I just need a second.
- I'm sure you will.

No, I'm good with names normally.
I just need a second.

You okay with me dropping by
unannounced?

Well, technically, I wasn't
totally unannounced.

- Work's been hairy.
- Yeah, Susannah told me.

You taking the weekend?
Going down to the Keys?

No, that was her idea.

It might be nice to be home.
Reset your system.

- It'd be good for you.
- Stop. Stop, okay?

- I know what's good for me.
- Okay.

Time at home is not what I need.
And the fucking Keys are not what I need.

All right.
Well, clearly this isn't the best time.

Hey, wait.

I'm sorry.

I'm...

I really don't wanna be alone right now.

If you could just please stay.

We can get a movie or we can
get something to eat or...

We can do whatever you want.

Around here, if you wanna run
for office, you have to talk to Burt.

Burt's run campaigns for half
the elected officials in Monroe County.

Truth is, politics is pretty damn simple.

All you have to do is choose
the right candidate.

Well, I appreciate that.

I didn't say you were the right candidate,
Detective.

Forgive me for saying this,

but a campaign manager just seems
like overkill for a sheriff's race.

Maybe you should hear
what Burt has to say.

A few campaign speeches
and some lawn posters, and...

I mean, this is Monroe County.

We're not talking
about a national election.

Well, in addition to lawn signs,
you've got polling,

message refinement, debate prep,
event planning,

party relations, fundraising,
FEC compliance.

You kiss the babies for him as well?

I provide the babies.

I'm not gonna lie to you, Detective.
You've got a problem. A big problem.

- And what might that be?
- Your brother.

In a race like this, his story
will be a liability.

We've already addressed that issue.

To a small group of party faithful.

As I understand it, he was accused
of drug trafficking

and possible homicide before he, uh...

Anyway, make no mistake,

this is gonna be your opponent's
main line of attack.

Sheriff Aguirre and I have had
a conversation.

We plan on keeping this a clean race.

See, this is why you need me.

Why do I get the feeling that
you're interviewing my husband

instead of the other way around?

I'm just saying,
if you wanna do this,

you're gonna have to open yourself and
your family up to a whole lot of scrutiny.

Even down here a campaign
can be... rough.

People talk. Rumors spread.

One way or another, a candidate's
true self gets revealed.

That can be a good thing or a bad thing.
What it can't be is a surprise.

So you gotta know, Detective...

why the hell do you wanna be sheriff?

Cabochon labradorite.
Sterling silver.

I don't know if it's gonna fit you.
Oh, that could be perfect.

Or, um...

This is a... Oh. A local artist.

Isn't this great? It's a great piece.

Have a look around.
I'll be back in a minute.

Hey, is everything okay?

- I called you.
- Yeah?

Because a guy just left, bought a white
gold diamond halo, paid cash.

- Okay.
- Gift for his girlfriend.

First time in the Keys,
thinks he's discovered America.

- That's a good thing, right?
- Listen. He's in real estate.

I told him about you and your place.

- You did?
- Yes.

- Well, what did you tell him?
- I said that the location can't be beat

and that nobody in the Keys
can do the work you do.

So who... Who... Who is he?

I looked him up online, and apparently

he's made a fortune
in commercial property.

And he wants to meet you.

- No shit. Really?
- Yes.

When you're walking through here...

Right, right, right. Okay, okay, okay.

- Right, I get it now.
- Morning.

Take a look at this.

Gas cans?

Coast Guard found them hidden
in the mangroves west of Molasses Reef.

John, that's the same area that
Lowry's men used to use to refuel.

Anything else?

No, but there's dozens of them
and they're full of fuel,

so we're thinking Lowry's
getting ready to do another run.

Or he's testing the waters
to see who's watching.

- Could be.
- Diaz.

I mean, he may be working
a different angle,

but if he's feeling confident,
we need to find out what that angle is.

Oh, okay. That was Largo.

Some nut job lost his shit on a waitress
up there and they want us to head up.

What do they want us for?

Someone specifically asked
for me and you.

This her? Hi, how are you?

Detective Diaz, Detective Rayburn.

How do you do? Nice to meet you.

The guy that was bothering you,
do you know him?

Never seen him before.

He came in, he was drunk,
and started talking weird shit to me.

- Talking about what?
- All sorts of crazy shit.

- Yeah, so, what'd you do?
- Told him to leave.

So, he went ballistic, my manager got
involved and then things got physical.

You okay?

I can take care of myself.
I don't need no police.

- So why'd you call us?
- I didn't.

You didn't call us?

Who did?

Ask him what he was doing
with the waitress inside.

Okay. Mm-hm.

Okay. Okay.

He says that there's a young couple
from his church

and that this woman
offered to help bring over their family,

because she has access to boats

and that she would be willing to do it
for a price. Right, right, right.

Mm?

Recruiting traffickers?

He says that... That a boat's
about to get here,

and he thinks maybe these are
the same men that killed his Ana.

Tell him we'll take care of it.

You gotta let... Tell him
he's gotta let us do our work.

- Mm-hm.
- Make sure he understands that.

And again, I'm sorry for the loss
of your daughter.

Get him a coffee, okay?

I know. Can you believe
the fucking timing of this shit?

You know, if she's recruiting,
that means Grunwald's right.

Lowry's getting ready to do another run.
Let's bring her in, John.

You think she's working for Lowry?

Could be.

- What, off this guy's word?
- Run her through the system.

I'm sure we'll find something.

Did I just hear you say that?

This is our chance to get Lowry.
Do we really wanna fuck that up? Hm?

Detective Rayburn.

I'm afraid Miss Cortez can't help you.

- Who are you?
- Miss Cortez's attorney.

She has nothing to say.

Usually when you guys pop up
this quick, the clients have a lot to say.

- Are you charging her with something?
- I don't need to.

She's got pending charges
and a bench warrant

for missing her last court appearance.

Well, then I'm here to bail her out.

Why don't you take a seat,

because she's gotta be processed
and go in front of the judge.

For your own sake, I'd encourage you
to stop what you're doing and let her go.

And why would I do that?

Because Miss Cortez is prepared
to provide information on another case.

A case Wayne Lowry is certain

that you don't want
the district attorney reopening.

I represented Carlos
Mejia on an aggravated assault charge.

Was there anything unusual
about the case?

- Unusual how?
- Just tell me, Meg.

Was there anything at all
off about the case?

I mean, a witness dropped out,
but so what?

Why did the witness drop out?

Because I tripped him up on cross.

- You're sure that's why?
- That's what the ADA told me.

He takes back his testimony and then
the case against Carlos is dropped?

John, what's the issue?
What's going on?

- I need you to come home.
- No, I can't.

No... No, you don't have a choice.
I need you here.

You're freaking me out, John.
What's going on?

Am I in some kind of trouble?

I don't know. You need to be here.

Listen to me.

I mean as soon as fucking possible.
Do you understand?

- Kevin?
- Mr. Garnet.

- Yeah.
- Hi, it's a pleasure.

- Yeah, come on. Have a seat.
- Thank you. Sorry. Excuse me.

Would you give me a second?
I gotta talk to Kevin here.

- Hi.
- Glad you could come up.

I really appreciate you meeting me.

Absolutely. Like I told your wife,
I'm always looking for opportunities.

Well, I tell you what. I've got a
once-in-a-lifetimer with this new marina.

And I got it because my family
has been down here a long time.

Yeah, your wife said almost 50 years?

That's right. People know me, you know?
They trust me to turn it into

a mixed-use facility that'll make money,

but also won't look like fucking Vegas
on the water. Know what I mean?

So, what do you have for me?

People come to the Keys because
it's one of the most unique places

in the entire world, right?

They wanna come and they wanna
experience that beauty,

but they want it unspoiled.
They want it, uh... pure.

But they also want comfort
and service, right?

I wanna build a state-of-the-art
stowage and docking program.

Fishing charters, boat tours,
off-season storage. Uh...

- Like, a beautiful boutique retail space...
- Kevin, look.

Everything that you're saying,
I love it, man. Okay?

Have you had a pro-forma done?

- Uh, you mean like a business plan?
- Yeah. Yeah, essentially.

But you also wanna detail things like your
build-up costs, your seasonal sales rates.

Yeah, I mean, like,
I have financials.

Sure, but I mean, what does that mean
for a mixed-use marina, right?

Right, exactly. Exactly.

And I imagine that you've accounted for
your seasonal contingencies

- and your impact fees on a per seat basis?
- Mm-hm. Mm-hm.

Good.

So, can you tell me something about how
you've budgeted for your holding costs?

Um...

My what?

Fuck!

You're such a fucking idiot!

Um, uh...

Hang on a second, please.

What the fuck, man?
I said give me a second.

Easy, brother.

To party alone is bad luck.

Uh, okay.

Um, yeah, okay. Okay.

Ahh...

Snow this good?

I have some brethrens willing
to scare up significant funds for that.

No, no. No... Dude, I don't...

I don't sell it.

Come on, Frosty.
Hook a brother up, man.

Um...

No, no, man, I'm sorry.

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

Thank you, though, for the offer. Here.

Ahh. Damn, Frosty, that's good.

I was very sorry to hear about Danny.

- I really liked him.
- Yeah, thank you.

I appreciate that.

The cops are all done with his things.

- Thank you.
- Sure thing, ma'am.

- Take your time.
- Okay.

What did the landlord say?

He remembers letting John in
a few months ago.

- So he was here more than once?
- Yes.

You're certain?

I am now.

Though I don't think John
mentioned any of it to the police.

- Do you need help with your bags?
- No, thanks. I got it.

I don't understand what you're saying.

Her lawyer's
trying to use me as leverage?

He says that your witness
was tampered with.

That's not true. It never happened.

He was. It did happen.
I talked to the witness.

Wayne Lowry's people got to him
and they paid him off.

- That's why he recanted?
- There's more.

The money came from Mom.

Yeah, Carlos worked at the inn.
She paid him every week.

Mom paid with a personal check.

Oh, shit. That's right.
She gave him money for bail.

Danny had Carlos sign over that check.

So, it wasn't enough for him
to fuck with my case,

he had to create a fucking paper trail?

Jesus Christ.

Why is this all coming out now?

The lawyer of the woman we arrested
was sent by Lowry.

Why would he do that?

Why would Lowry
know anything about this?

Danny.

Danny what?

Danny told him?

I think we have to assume
that Danny told him everything.

So, he knows that you lied to the DEA?
He knows that we hid the drugs?

- My word against his.
- Jesus Christ.

- This is all about Danny still.
- Meg...

He won't fucking go away.

Mom's gonna be involved. And me.

- Neither of you did anything wrong.
- Are you fucking crazy?

I've tried one criminal case
in my entire life

and now it looks like I bribed a witness

with a personal check
for the sole purpose of running drugs

through my family's business.

Listen to me. Wayne Lowry
is the only fucking person

that has a motive for killing Danny.
The only one.

We have to shut this down.
Do you understand that?

How?

We find Carlos. Carlos is the one person

that knows that
you did not do anything wrong.

Where the fuck are we gonna find him?

You said the DEA
doesn't know where he is.

The DEA doesn't know where he is.
But I do.

Hi, I'm...
I'm just here looking for Carlos Mejia.

- What's your name?
- Meg Rayburn. I'm his lawyer.

Is Carlos here?

No. A few nights ago,
he picked up his shit and took off.

Okay, is there any chance
that you could get a message to him?

Depends. What's the message?

Did he ever tell you about
my brother John Rayburn?

- The cop?
- Yeah.

No, no, no.

Carlos isn't in trouble.
He just needs to talk to my brother.

About what?

You know, my family's helped Carlos a lot,
and now we need him to help us,

so if you could just tell him
to contact my brother.

I don't even know
if I'll hear from him again.

- But if you do?
- If I do, I'll tell him you came by.

Hey, hey. Jake the Snake, man.

- Hey, Kev.
- Hey.

Listen, um...

I'm sorry, but I'm leaving.
Just come to say goodbye.

Come on, man. You can't be serious.
Come on.

I swear to you,
every fucking cent I owe you,

- you're gonna get it. With interest.
- Kevin. You gotta stop. No...

Don't worry about all that.

Listen, anything
that you can find. All right?

Go around my yard, anything you find,
you take it as collateral.

I just gotta feed my family, Kev.
You understand.

You waited this long already, man.
Come on.

We had a good run, didn't we?

But I'm done.

I'm gonna take care of you, Jake.

You're not gonna shake my hand, Kevin?

Don't do this to me. Don't...
Please don't do this to me right now.

Come on. You're all I got, man.

- Good luck, brother.
- Jake.

Jake.

Jake.

Len.
I heard you were here. How are you?

I can't get enough, I guess, John.

Had a hell of a fight
with a sailfish yesterday.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Well, hell, this time of year,
you'd probably have more luck down...

- Down around Key West, I'd think.
- Yeah.

- There's too many tourists.
- Ah.

I'd rather stick around here
and see what I can find.

How long you planning on staying?

As long as it takes
until I can catch a big one.

Goddamn if you don't put on a good act.

I mean, you... You act like you have
my family's best interests in mind...

But if you did, you wouldn't have
given Danny those tapes, Len.

Well, John...

I'm not sure that I agree with you.

Your guilt from the past...

That's why you're here.

Why don't you leave it alone?

Why don't you leave my family alone?

Please.

All right.

His name is Nolan.

And I didn't wanna say anything
until I was sure.

Mom.

Are you sure?

When you meet him, you'll see.

Did Danny talk to him about us?

It seems he did.

What does he know?

What do you mean?

Did you meet his mother?

Still trying to track her down.

Do you wanna meet him, Mom?

If I do...

what am I supposed to tell him?

About what?

About everything.

I hope you're getting
some much-needed R and R.

- You get down to the Keys?
- Yeah, I did. It's great.

It was a great idea. Thank you for that.

Good. You using the time to
clear your head and get your focus back?

Yeah. That's what I'm doing.
That's what you said to do.

Okay, good. Because the Pell case
is going to trial.

I need you back and on your game.

How soon can you travel?

Uh, can you give me one more day?

Okay. See you then.

Hello?

John?

Miss Rayburn?

Jesus Christ. You stay right there.

Why were you looking for me?

I just wanted to talk to you.

I know the truth about your case.

I know what you and Danny
did to that witness.

I'm so sorry, Miss Rayburn. I mean,

you trusted me and you helped me.

I know about the drugs, too.

I never meant
for anything bad to happen.

And I don't want anything bad
to happen to you.

So, I talked to my brother John
and he's willing to help you.

You just have to go in there
and tell him the truth.

There are men that are trying to kill me.

- Lowry's men.
- I know. He can protect you.

Just talk to John.
Can you do that, please?

Come on, baby.

Bravo 4, are you located

anywhere near the Marathon Minimart?

- This better be fucking good.
- We're sorry to bother you, Judge,

but we have an affidavit
for a search warrant

that needs impartial eyes.

Oh, well, that's cute, detective.

I tell you what these impartial eyes
are seeing.

You two got shot down
by the judge on duty

and decided to come all the way out here
and ruin my day off.

Is this regarding your brother's murder?

Yes, sir. We've picked up a woman.

We suspect that she's a recruiter
for Wayne Lowry's trafficking ring.

You suspect how?

An immigrant couple ID'd her
off a six pack.

They were looking to bring
their sick mother up from Honduras.

They've already given a $2500 deposit.

And this woman,
did she introduce them to the traffickers?

Yeah, and according to them,
a boat of illegal immigrants

is gonna land here any day now.

So, they said
that he said that she said...

That's a little light on the PC,
don't you think, fellas?

She was also picked up previously
for manufacturing fake IDs.

Fake IDs.
So was my 16-year-old grandson. Jeez.

Your Honor, we're holding
her on a misdemeanor.

She's gonna make bail on Monday,
and I'm certain she is gonna skip town.

And you'd like to sneak a little peek
inside her domicile before that happens.

Yes, sir, I would.

Well...

I'll think about it.

We're running out of time,
so we brought you her jacket

and everything we have
on Lowry.

Well, like I said,
I'll think about it.

In the meantime, I suggest you
gentlemen vacate my fishing hole.

The croakers are starting to nibble.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Don't run over my line.

Hello.

You Sally?

Yeah.

Yeah, I heard about you.

- My dad actually lived in this place?
- Until he was an adult.

My dad was never an adult.

- Is that my dad?
- Yeah.

And your Uncle John.

Look like a couple of bum chums.

Is this my Aunt Meg?

No, that's Sarah.

Who's that? The dead one?

My dad liked
the dead one the most.

Why did you come here?

John said you wanted to meet me.

I mean,
why did you come down here?

Holy shit.

What is it you want from us?

I don't want anything from you, Sally...

so you can fucking relax.

And you can clean up
your fucking mouth.

Now come inside for some lemonade.

Hey. You Frosty?

- Yeah. Who the fuck are you?
- Mutual friend.

Malaki says he met you at a party.

He didn't tell me
much else, though.

Uh... Well, there's not much else to tell.

So, how long you been
in business?

Uh, I'm not.
I'm just helping out a friend.

Anyone we might know?

You ask a lot of questions.

Just trying to be thorough.

- Can I get you guys something?
- No, thank you, sweetheart.

- How's the pie?
- It's great.

Actually, can I get
a whole one to go,

and a check?

You got it.

Enough small talk?

Okay.

You see that guy out there
smoking a cigarette?

The way this works is, you bring
your stuff to him, he'll sample it.

If everything checks out, he'll text me,
I'll meet you by your car and pay you.

Yeah, I don't... I don't think so.

- What do you mean?
- That's not gonna really work for me.

- And why is that?
- I'd just rather stay here.

There's a sample in the sugar
if you wanna try it.

If you're satisfied, you get the money,
you bring it to me,

and I'll tell you
where to find the rest of it.

That's not how we do business.

I totally understand that, so if you
wanna walk away right now, that's fine.

Okay.

Okay. We'll do it your way.

How did the witness tampering
go down and whose idea was it?

Carlos, I need you
to tell me this now.

- I don't wanna get anyone in trouble.
- Who might you be getting into trouble?

Miss Rayburn.

What?

- It was her idea. She bribed the witness.
- No. You mean it was Danny's idea.

No, it was your sister, Meg.

She didn't think she'd get
my charges dropped,

so she got Rafi Quintana
to pay the witness.

Fuck you.
My sister barely knew you.

Why would she care
about your charges?

Because she wanted me to help you.
Help the whole Rayburn family.

Help the Rayburn family do what?

Move cocaine through the inn.

You listen to me, Carlos.
You and I had an agreement.

I would keep you
from getting dragged into this

and then one day,
you would help me.

And today is that fucking day.
I need your help.

You only protected me because
you were working for Lowry.

Wayne Lowry is using you
to fuck with me and my family.

After he gets what he wants,

- he's gonna kill you.
- Your family was in on it.

- Thank you.
- No rush.

Fuck, yes.

Fuck.

Mm.

Fuck!

Later.

I spoke with Carlos.

- He said it was all your idea.
- He's lying.

He threatened to put the money on us,
to put the drugs on us. He does that...

that gives motive for Danny
right there.

Who is it?

- Hey, Marco.
- We're good to go on Elena Cortez.

We can search her house.

Judge Hemel signed off.

That's great. Okay. Good job.

- He gave us the warrant.
- You can't.

No way.
You cannot pursue it, John.

- I don't have a choice.
- Lowry's gonna expose us.

It doesn't matter if I do or don't,
Marco is gonna pursue it.

- Well, then tell him to back off.
- I can't... I can't do that.

I can't do that.

What if you find something that
connects her to Lowry...

what are you gonna do?

Monroe County Sheriff's Department!

Monroe County Sheriff's Department!

Go for it. Go, go, go.

Sheriff's Department!

- Check outside. Check outside.
- The mud and the mosquitoes?

Mud and mosquitoes are good for you.
I'll check in here.

Hey, Reggie.

- Is that her room?
- Yes, sir. This is it.

Come here a second.

Go outside and make sure
he doesn't fuck anything up.

Do me a favor, will you? No one
touches anything until I see it first.

Got it.

Over here.

Come here, pop that.

Everything's clean.

- Any luck?
- No, nothing.

John?

John, anything?

John?

No.

It's clean.

In 1979, I was ten years old.

All of us kids,
we lived here at the inn.

And our parents had one rule,
it was the granddaddy rule of them all.

And that was...

that you do not
go into the guests' rooms, ever.

Well, I was a 10-year-old kid.

One afternoon, a couple guests came
along and they were very mysterious.

And I was intrigued. So, the next
morning, I went to the front desk.

I took their room key,

and I went out and I watched
until they left for the day.

I let myself into their room and my heart
was pounding. I closed that door,

and I tell you, it was like, uh...

It was like being in one of those
detective novels, you know?

And I poked around and I prodded
and I looked here and there.

I laid down on the bed and a couple
hours later, the people came back

and they found a 10-year-old
detective asleep on their bed.

Now, you all knew my father.

Most of you knew my father. God bless him.
You know when he was angry,

he had a silence to him.

And the more silent he was,
the more angry he was.

And I tell you,
he was deadly silent

when we came together,
and he said to me after this, he said:

"I'm happy for you."

Well, he says, "I'm happy for you
because every day after today,

you will always know
the meaning of right and wrong."

And then there was my mother,
who I can never,

never forget the look on your face.

Because it was a look...

of disappointment and betrayal.

And she only said one word to me:

"Why?"

And I'll tell you, I have been trying to
figure out the answer to that question

my whole life.

I don't live here at this inn anymore.

I live in the real world...

where right and wrong...

have life and death consequences.

That's why
I'm officially announcing today

that I am running for
Sheriff of Monroe County.

Because I realized that there is
no answer to my mother's question:

"Why?"

There's only human nature.

And human nature
needs to be nurtured...

and policed...

so as to save us from ourselves.