Graceland (2013–2015): Season 1, Episode 5 - O-Mouth - full transcript

Previously, on Graceland...

- It's Whistler.
- Whistler?

He's a meth head
who works for me now.

I got a score, Charlie.

20%, that's
what the government pays,

and it's plenty of money.

$500,000 for 50 pounds.

Seems kind of low.

He's trying
to jack up the price

to increase his cut.

You guys can piss off.



- Hands up!
- You set me up.

Don't move.

I can't use you
as a C.I. anymore.

What am I supposed to do?

Go to a rehab
or a clinic or something.

Can I get my check soon?

You want me
to teach them to shoot?

My recruits,
they are quite savage,

but they lack
the practical skill.

I'm in.

You called to ask me out.

I'll see you at the drop.

Who are you?

You know who I am.



You are setting me up.

This isn't a bluff.

If we spread that rumor,

we are writing
his death warrant.

Are you working with the FBI?

No.

This is going to end
one of two ways.

Don't...

Hey, what's going on with you?

- There was an accident.
- Are you hurt?

No.
I saw it.

Go home.

Johnny, what are you doing?
Get off my bed.

You're not waking up, dude.
This ain't like you.

I had a rough night
last night, okay?

Oh, right, did you?
Did you?

What happened, man?
What happened?

I don't want to talk about it.

Good, 'cause nobody
wants to hear...

- John.
- About your shitty life.

Paige wants
to throw the football around.

I'm not in the mood, okay?

She's got a new bikini, dude.

Trust me, you're in the mood.

It's worth it.

No, Johnny!

Get back here!
Whoo!

Oh, you barreled it.

I thought you played
in college.

Get him!

Get him!

- Oh, shit.
- I got him!

- Well?
- It's worth it.

No, no, no, no.

Oh, she almost hit his face.
Whoo!

Hey, time out,
time out, time out.

I'll be back in a minute.
Right, babe?

You guys want
to stop trading make up tips

and just throw the damn ball?

Now what?
Now what?

I'm taking the ball.
I'm taking this.

Dicks.

Get out of here.

Good talk?

Good talk.

Charlie.

Whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You caught me, Mikey.

Damn.
He caught us both.

Secret 10:00 A.M. skag party
in Charlie's room, man.

Hey, you could
dial up the euphoria

a couple of notches,
by the way.

I sold that euphoria.

You bought that, right?

Oh, perfect euphoria.

Sorry, but Mikey doesn't
know the difference

between brownstone and belushi.

No offense, Mike.

Brownstone is hashish.

Belushi is coke
mixed with heroin.

Well, excuse me.
I stand corrected, buddy.

Impress me.
What's that?

Hemoglobin,
courtesy of the bureau.

Huh.

So this is what you guys use

when you need to shoot up
in front of people.

Looks real, cooks real,
smells real.

Just wish the needles
weren't real.

Hate the needles.

You should practice
a little more.

Shit.

You seen this mug lately?

Euphoria is
its default setting.

And I'm just saying,
a little more "o" mouth

would sell the euphoria, babe.
Oh.

I'm a junkie, not a sex doll.

Yo.

Messenger dropped off
your transmitter.

- Yeah.
- We're good to go.

What's this about a sex doll?

Should I be in on this?

Charlie fake shot up,

but she didn't
use enough "o" mouth.

You gotta do the "o" mouth.

- Oh.
- Oh.

Oh.

What's going on, anyway?

Is it a heroin deal?

Yeah, Paul and I
are doing this...

uh, actually,
that's Eric and Katie.

Using different first names?

Thought we didn't do that.
We don't do that.

This is one of the reasons why.

These aliases go back
to before we knew better.

Katie's my first cover
at Graceland.

And today, she and Eric
are going to be partying

with a mid-level dude
in a distribution ring

out of Playa Del Rey.

Setting up a deal
with the boss.

You wanna come?

Listen, I'd love to,

but I've got my thing
with the bureau shrink, so.

Be strong, Mikey.

Wow.

This is, uh...

this is some heavy stuff.

You watched the guy end it
right in front of you.

You doing okay?

I thought you were
supposed to be my shrink.

I'm serious, Mike.

If you need
to talk to somebody,

we can arrange something.

What I need to do is understand

what I'm doing here.

You're investigating Briggs.

I know who
I'm investigating, Juan.

The thing is, every time
I think he's making some play,

I find out that
he's just doing something

for the good of the house,

or to save one of us.

Because he is...
he's a master manipulator.

You know what I think it is?

Briggs is a complicated guy
who does things

in an unorthodox manner,
but he gets results.

I wish you could understand
the scope of this.

Listen to me.

I've done everything that
you've asked me to do.

I've followed the money,
I've earned this guy's trust,

and all it's gotten me
is a front row seat

to somebody
blowing his brains out.

There are really good reasons
why we're investigating Briggs.

And I think I've earned
the right to know.

Whew, Q, this new stuff
you got is intense, baby.

It's like...

Puts China white to shame.

Yeah. You know why.

Odin Rossi's mark.

You're the only one in so. Cal
that's retailing, dude.

- Mm-hmm.
- How'd you get so lucky?

Maybe it's my good looks
and my charm.

- Ah.
- Maybe.

I'd like to meet him.

What's in it for me?

A hefty finder's fee.

We'll stay off your turf and
give you a chip off the brick.

I'm thinking.

Yo, thanks for hanging
with me tonight.

Yeah, well,
Mike's got his head doctor,

and now you owe me, so...

- I owe you?
- Yeah.

- For this?
- This isn't free.

Explain this to me,

because Quinn is
not a major player, so...

no. No, I know,
but right now,

he's the only contact
we have to Odin Rossi, so.

Honestly, who names
their kid "Odin"?

Badass parents, that's who.

That's dope. Odin?

Tell me about
this finder's fee.

50k. Clean cash.

- 50?
- Yeah.

Come on, guys. I mean,
I thought we were friends.

We are friends.

75k.
Are we better friends?

Maybe...

Eric, this is cool?

Hey, man,
she does what she wants.

I don't handcuff my chicks.
Well...

What happened?

Last time I saw the two of you,

I mean, you were
all over each other.

Well, you know,
it's business now.

Wait, did I...
did I miss something?

Charlie and Briggs?

Mmhmm.

- Shut up!
- Mm-hmm.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
That's-who is that?

That dude, that's...
that's Whistler.

- Charlie's C.I.?
- Yeah.

He's not in this op, is he?

No, Charlie kicked him off
the FBI payroll.

And if he ain't with us...

You're silly.

How you doin'?
What did the cat drag in?

'Sup, son?
Got my boy Larry.

He's a little crazy.
So, um...

When you gonna set up
that meet with Odin?

I'll chat him up tonight.

- All right.
- See what I can do.

Okay. Make it snappy.

- Yo, Whistler.
- Quinn!

We were...
we just talkin' business.

- Who's this?
- A friend.

You know that pharmacy
you had your eye on?

Larry, he knows all about
the security systems.

Christ, if he makes us,
what'll he do?

You really do know everybody.

Well, let's talk business.

Don't forget to tip
your Whistlers.

They work hard.
Here's a buck.

This... This is not a full buck.

They really feel my coke.

Damn...
No self-control.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

1x05
O-Mouth

I don't care what you say,
there's no way Whistler made us.

I'm saying if Whistler made us.

Do you think that
he would rat you out to Quinn?

- The guy loves you.
- I don't know.

I mean, if he's using,

he might just
let something slip,

if he hasn't already.
I don't know. I don't know.

All right, look,
use your superpowers,

feel him out,
find out if he saw us.

Or you could just
be straight up with him.

You know? I mean,
it seems like Quinn's crew

respects his connections.
We could use that, right?

No, you know what?

I cut Whistler off
for a reason.

I'm not feeding his habit.
I'm done.

- Charlie, look...
- I'm done.

I get that.
He's your C.I.

All right,
I trust your judgment.

Just handle it
how you need to, okay?

Briggs and Charlie
only hooked up once, right?

Just once.

Or so the legend goes, anyway.

Well, it's about
to happen again.

Uh-uh.

You know Briggs' mantra.
"No love in Graceland."

Still, I mean, it's been
a while for both of them.

They're not gonna risk years
of friendship for a quick hit.

We could have a quick hit.

Oh, God!

You're lucky I value
your brains.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

All right.

This is gonna happen.

- You wanna bet?
- Hell yeah.

- You wanna?
- Mm-hmm. Let's do this.

- Seven days.
- Okay.

In seven days,
sex happens, you win.

No sex, I win.

Okay, um, loser pays
the winner's bar tab for a week.

Thanks for the free drinks,
homie.

Homey.

Yo, ain't that your girl
over there?

Yeah, that's Abby.

She's hot, dude.

You get a second date or what?

We did.
Same night as, uh...

shut up.
You still went out with her?

I don't know, I thought
I could power through it.

No! No.

Dude, a second date
seals the deal.

You can't be this cool-ass guy
the first night,

and then be all weird
and emo on her.

You're not good looking
enough, son.

I mean, I could pull it off,
but you?

Okay, okay.
Whatever.

I think it's done.

I don't think
she thinks it's done.

And her friend is kind of hot.

I think we need
to make a move over there.

What... what's the cover
you gave her?

I told her I was
from the east coast,

and I live with you idiots.

Yeah, but what about your job?

- It never came up.
- For real?

You order a pitcher,
I'm gonna be charming as hell.

Yeah, you go do that.

Excuse me, could I have
a pitcher of lite, please?

There he is.
Hey, Mikey, this is Marsha.

- Hello, Marsha.
- Hey.

- I know you.
- How are you?

I'm better today.

Good. I'm very annoyed
with you.

I know, and you have
every right to be.

It's just, I had
a really bad day.

We all have bad days.
I'm not talking about that.

I want to know how we went
the entire night talking,

and you never once mentioned
that you're a pilot.

Oh, hold up.
Not just any old pilot.

My boy flies
the gulfstream g55o,

Cadillac of the sky.

- Yep, that's my bird.
- I'm so impressed.

Why didn't you say anything?

Because he's a humble,
modest jerk, and I hate him.

Well, whatever. What would I
do without my wingman, huh?

Well, I wanna hear
all about it. Let's go.

What can I say?
I love to fly.

Really?
That's badass.

It's badass.

Hey, stranger.
Whistler.

Charlie?

My sister tell you where I was?

She's worried about you.

I was starting to think
she was the only one.

You know why
I had to walk away.

Yeah, I get it.
I mean,

I guess everybody's got
their own line

in the sand, don't they?

It's been cold
the last couple of nights.

That last C.I. check
keeping you warm?

You know, the stock market's
not what it used to be.

The stock market?

Yeah, for real.
I thought solar

was gonna be the way to go.

Right.

Charlie, I swear, I'm clean.

I kicked the habit.

This looks like
it'll keep you warm.

Try it.
Charlie, you don't have to...

come on, it's on me.

Go.

So, uh... Who have you
been hanging out with lately?

A good group of guys.

They like having me around.

And meaning something
to someone, it's nice, you know?

Nobody you'd know.
They're all clean.

Yeah.

What do you think?

Clooney better watch out.

Charlie, I know...
I know what this is about.

You do?

You want to start using me
on cases again,

but you're afraid that I'm gonna
use the money for drugs.

Whistler...

You believe I'm clean, right?
Because I am.

I'm sorry, I got nothing.

Then why'd you...
Come here?

Because I care about you.

Wanted to make sure
you're okay.

To hear you say that...

You're a good person, Charlie.

Thanks.

Hey. Everything good?

- Yeah, we're clear.
- You're sure?

Yeah. He lied about
getting high.

He wouldn't even mention
Quinn by name.

Have you heard back
from him yet?

Oh, yeah. Quinn's game
for tomorrow night.

All right, cool.
I'll see you back at the house.

Most guys would
lead a conversation

with the fact that
they're a pilot.

- Most guys?
- I get it.

You're afraid
I'm gonna fall for you

- because you're a pilot.
- Hey, B.D.

Oh, hey there.
B.D.?

Yeah, "beach dog."
That's what we call him.

But I have to admit to you
he's a klepto.

The first day I met him
he stole one of my sandals.

Aw. Maybe he was just hoping
you'd chase after him.

You could use a bath, bud.
Think he belongs to anyone?

I don't know, I kinda always
see him out here by himself.

I think you deserve
a spa and vet day. Huh?

Trim these nails,
brush that hair.

Get him his shots.

You want to come home
with me for a couple days?

Yeah!

She said she's giving B.D.
a full canine makeover.

Is she gonna adopt him?

No, she's just helping him out.

Well, that's how it starts,
dude.

First it's a dog,
then it's a freakin' baby.

- A baby?
- Yeah.

John, I just met this girl.

- I think she wants to fix you.
- Fix what?

I think she wants to save you.

You guys are
really, really adorable

with this constant
irrelevant advice, but...

- why do you...
- Look, no, no.

I'm not the dog in this analogy.
You're not?

- No!
- Why do you love to be

locked down, dude?
Don't be tame. Spread the seed.

Mike, we're not saying
you can't go home with her.

We're just saying that
she can't adopt you

because you have
already been adopted.

By us.

- You're ours.
- You guys are both wrong.

- We will see.
- Yo, we eat there!

You wanted answers.
Here you go.

Narcotics recovery report?

The bureau always has
an expectation

of the amount of drugs
we might recover from a boss.

- Mm-hmm.
- Usually that's...

Word of mouth
from a C.I.

Sometimes we get more,

sometimes we get less.

According to this,
with Briggs it's always less.

And always heroin.

A few times it's coincidence.

This many...
Something else is going on.

Well, maybe he's
re-selling it

to fund his rainy day account,

or trading it for intel.

You know, most of Bello's
money comes from heroin.

I think that's why Briggs
didn't want you on the case.

I'm a glorified camp counselor.

I'm teaching gangbangers
how to shoot straight.

Mike...

I get in on Bello's
distribution side,

I can put Briggs
in a position to recover

an insane amount of drugs.

Or steal an insane amount.

Now, see what happens
when you keep your knees bent?

Yeah. Makes me feel solid
as a linebacker.

Yeah.
That's really good.

Let's keep working
on your stance.

They like you, my men.

They're doing well.

How much more time
do they need?

Two, three months.

That long?

If you want them
trained properly.

They are disciplined.

They hit the target.
They say "sir."

The other gangs
they'll be going up against

are just a dumb bunch
of cattle.

Dumb cattle.

I don't know about that.

You will end
their training soon.

- Go do your job.
- Yes, sir.

- Howdy, partner.
- Hey, you got a second?

Yeah.

I wanted to pick your brain
about something.

Shoot.

I'm not really
moving up with Bello.

You're not mov...

You just got under, Mike,

and you're already
training his army.

Right, but I'm nowhere near him

when he's making his deals.

Yeah. Okay, well,
you know, slow and steady.

Aren't you the one who said,

"never let a good crisis
go to waste"?

Uh, are we talking
about Eddie here?

Yeah, there's a really weird
energy around there since then.

Yeah. And Bello had the balls
to take out his number two.

You know the rest of those guys
gotta be pretty nervous.

I feel like he's gotta be
worried about his own safety.

You know, one of
his own guys pops him,

or one of these other crews
senses weakness.

Yeah.

You know what you should do?

Think about
positioning yourself

to become his new bodyguard.

I mean, he already knows
you can shoot better

than the rest of his guys.

Okay. Okay.

Any ideas on how
I'd approach him with that?

I mean, I could say that
I'm no longer on active duty,

and I can be
his 24 hours a day.

Yeah, that's a start.

See, Mike, the thing is
that a position like that

requires a very, very
high level of intimacy.

I mean, your bodyguard is
the guy that you know

will come drag your girlfriend
out of the house

- when your mistress pops by.
- Mmhmm.

Do you have that level
of intimacy with Bello?

I don't think so.

Do you play cards with the guy?

Uhuh.

Check this out, though.

- Bello said something today.
- Mmhmm.

He said that
the other gangs were like

a dumb bunch of cattle.

It sounded pretty specific,
so I looked it up.

It's from this old Western,
city of bad men.

Ah, our Nigerian has

a good old American
rawhide fetish, huh?

I'm aimin' to find out.

Shoot straight, partner.

Half a mil, all real.

That's a hell of a sight.
Sure is.

Command post's
a little far from here, no?

Well, you know, given
Quinn's penchant for paranoia,

we thought we might not
take any chances.

All right, if this goes
sideways, what's the plan?

Semiautomatic under each bed,

and yours truly will be
30 seconds away,

hearing everything.
Okay.

What can I expect
from the two of you?

Oh, you know,
Quinn wants to party.

He likes to use
his own stuff... So do we.

So I brought the rigs and hemo.
That's cool. That's cool.

I meant more... Sexually.

Look, I ain't gonna lie
to you guys.

Me and Paige heard you
the other night.

We got a bet going,
and I got a lot riding

on the two of you
not getting down.

Do me a favor.

Stay out of
our business, Johnny.

I'm talking a week
of free drinks, Charlie.

You're selfish.

So, Johnny, you bet
that we wouldn't hook up?

Yeah. I got faith
you walk the walk.

Mm. Quinn's got
the room number, right?

- Yeah.
- He should be en route.

Let's walk that walk, JT.
Walk that!

Which one of them
is the best from the group?

Randall's got
the best attitude.

He's a good shot,
and he believes in you.

- He does?
- He does.

All the other guys are...

A little nervous
since Eddie died.

But I think
you can get them back.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't
have said that.

No, you're speaking the truth.

I need to hear more of that.

Hmm.

Others don't look
past the end of their guns,

but you see the handwriting
on the wall.

It's an interesting choice
of words.

They just roll off
your tongue like that.

No, it's... Something I caught
on TV the other night.

Kind of classic.
Stuck with me.

City of bad men.
Very good title, no?

It's very accurate.

What did you think?

I thought it was good.

I liked the Johnny Ringo
character,

but I didn't think
the story did him justice.

Dismiss the men.
Get in.

Randall.

Where are we going?

To find Johnny Ringo.

Hey, grab me something good.

It's Quinn.

He's running late.

- Running late, huh?
- Yeah.

They have rum.

If you really want to see
a Johnny Ringo film,

it has to be the gunfighter.

The Western was a big reason
why I came to America.

You fell in love
with the landscape?

No. The cowboy.

Every culture has
its romantic hero, eh?

Japan has its samurai,
Europe has the viking,

and America has the cowboy,

but he is different.

Why is that?

Because he doesn't fight
for a lord

or for government
or for silver.

He fights for himself.

That's the America of the past.

No, Mike, America's
always the same.

This one...
Let's see how it plays.

You, boy, come.

Did you just call me "boy"?

Put this on there.

I want to see
the television work.

We don't do that.

Oh, come on, man,
we just want to see

what it looks like
before we buy it.

It's not policy.

It's not policy
to help the customer?

We don't let thugs tell us
what to put up on the screens.

You're gonna show us the video,

and you're gonna apologize,
got it?

I'm sorry.

Say "the customer's
always right."

The customer's always right.

How did we end up
all over each other back then?

Before we met,
your reputation preceded you.

You weren't a man,
you were a myth.

Sometimes I think
you still are.

Wow.

I mean, you know,
I was going rhetorical

with that question.

Oh.

Well, whatever.

We were just
some young, crazy kids.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

That's better.
But wait a second.

I mean, was hooking up
with a myth really all that bad?

Kind of.

I mean, you need something real
in your life, you know?

Yeah, Charlie.

Nothing kills the mood
like a girl getting serious.

Team one, team two,
we got incoming.

Welcome to La Niebla.
You guys checking in?

Where's Pete?

Oh, his kid has
the stomach flu,

so I'm filling in for him.

I don't know you.

You know everybody
that parks your car, sir?

Yeah, actually, I do.

If I don't, I leave.

Back in the car.

Sir, I can grab
the manager if you need it.

You guys have a good night.

Little paranoid son of a bitch.

Chuck figures you got
a little extra consideration

coming to you around here.
Is that right?

- Nope.
- How's that mystery going?

You impressed me today.

I didn't like the way
he was speaking to you.

I owe you one, Mike.

You mean that?

Let me protect you.

You want to be my bodyguard?

That's it.

This is what
you are asking of me?

I thought you were going to ask
to borrow my movie.

Sure. I mean,
you can throw that in too.

I like you, Mike.

And he don't mean
no real harm, Mr. Ringo.

That's you.

- The gunfighter?
- Uh-huh.

Does that mean yes?

- You see that?
- Yes, sir.

He drew first.
You see it?

Yes.

"Quinn spooked. Meeting pushed.

No idea how long."

All right,
so we're in a holding pattern.

What do you wanna do?

Maybe we should, uh,
order some room service,

a little pay-per-view.

Bill it to the good taxpayers
of California.

What do you say?
Let's do it.

All right.

All right, so I told you
why I liked you.

Now you have to tell me.

Tell me.
That's easy.

You were beautiful.

Beau-ti-ful...
Inside, outside.

You're smart, you're funny...
Smokin'-ass hot.

There is no down side

to you, Charlie.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

This is not the conversation
you guys should be having.

Thank you.

Oh, you're welcome.

And the sex was...
Mindblowing.

Mindblowing. Yeah.

Okay, look...
okay, guys, come on, look,

turn the TV on...
Order a pizza.

Shut up
and turn off your watch.

Hell no! You...

guys, you better not be doing
what I think you're doing,

I swear to...

Katie and Eric.

Eric and Katie.

Yeah.

You know, um...

It's a shame.

We almost got Paige
a week's worth of free drinks.

You know, it's not too late
to give her the win.

How so?

Damn it, Briggs!

I thought you had more
self-control than that, man.

Shoot!

Think he's still listening?

Mm, let's give it
another ten minutes

just to be sure.

You're just trying to inflate
your reputation.

Then let's make it an hour.

You may have to drive me
on occasion.

- That's no problem.
- Shh!

Don't you understand, Eddie?
This is Jimmy Ringo.

All right, so it's Jimmy Ringo.

What if I need you,

and you're off
doing a mission somewhere?

I'm no longer on active duty.

There's no conflict.

How's that, Mr. Ringo?
You'll have to speak up...

I have to take this.

- You want me to pause it?
- No.

I think you can tell
I know how it ends.

But I will quiz you.

How about letting me go out
the same way?

Speak.

- You see that?
- Yes, sir.

He drew first.

You see it?

Is everyone dead yet?

Not yet.

Tell me what I missed.

The gunfighter's taking
what he wants.

There's this thing, you know?
It's called knocking.

I did it.

- You're in?
- I'm in.

Huh.

I got a look at his calendar.

All right.

Talk to me, Mike.
What'd you see?

One word stood out...

Bigfoot.

Oh, damn, Mike.

What, you know what that means?

Yeah, I know what that means.

I've seen it come through
on the com intercepts

of the Caza Cartel.

"Bigfoot" is the name
of their operation

for ducking
the new predator drones

we've got watching the borders.

And how do they do that?

They bring the drugs in
by submarine.

You didn't see that
coming, did you?

- No.
- Me neither.

Dude, this is huge.

Look at you...
Jugglin' all your shit.

I'll let you get back to it.

Oh...

Haven't slept that good
in forever.

Hey, how'd you two sleep?
Hmm?

Johnny, could you relax, man?

We got it out of our system.
Okay? It's over.

Back to being just friends?

No, uh... Benefits?

- Yep.
- Yeah?

How long were you listening?

Bleh. Way too long.

Because, you know,
leaving the wire on

was kind of an invite...

Mm.

- For you.
- Shut up.

No joke.

Next time, don't be so shy,
big boy.

Ugh, this just got way weird.

Oh, could get
a whole lot weirder.

Well, that's what we want.

Shut up, man!

You can have all this anyway.
Shut up, jerk!

Oh, my God.

Okay, so come on, I'm dying.

What the hell happened
with Quinn?

It's crazy. Like,
who the hell memorizes

every parking guy's name?
You know?

Yeah, well, looks like

we only got one play left
to salvage this thing.

Charlie?
Whistler.

- Yep.
- Here we go.

Charlie.

Twice in one week.

To what do I owe the honor?

Remember when you asked me
if I had any work for you?

I knew it.
I am an asset to you.

You and me, we are
a crime-fighting team.

So, uh, who's the...
who's the target?

Who we going after?
Quinn's crew.

Hmm.

Quinn...

He's out in Playa, right?

Yeah. We had a deal
with him last night.

He pulled out.
I need you to vouch for me,

and I need you to set up
a new meet.

Can you do that?

What makes you think
that he would talk to me?

Because I saw you with him.

That's why you came
to see me yesterday?

You told me you came to see me
because you cared about me.

Yeah, and you told me
you were clean,

so we're even.

Hope you at least
got a quarter bag

for the shirt I bought you.
That's not funny.

Do you want the money or not?

- You know I do.
- Good. Then do the deal.

How'd you make out at the vet?

We have a very healthy dog.

Yeah, except the only thing is,

he doesn't
smell like a dog anymore.

He's a boy. Trust me, he'll be
filthy again in no time.

Hey B.D.,
listen to me.

You're very special guy.

Yeah, and if you'd ever
like a home,

a real home,
then I would love...

I think that's our answer.

Ah.

- Where you been, man?
- Hmm?

Huh?
She let the dog go.

- And?
- Wrong. Wrong.

Kid takes this
way too seriously.

Straight up.

All right,
gotta get it. Gotta get it.

Hello?
Charlie.

Whistler?

Shh. Charlie, it's me,
Whistler.

I know.
Why are you whispering?

'Cause I'm in the bathroom,
and we're talking. Think.

He's still there.

Okay, so did you
set up the meet? Are we good?

Come on, they love me, char.
Of course I set it up.

Have I ever let you down?

Don't answer that.

Okay, has Quinn got Odin there?

- No, but he will be.
- When?

As soon as you get here,
Quinn is going to get Odin.

Good work, Whistler.
I'll make sure you get your cut.

Money, money, money, money,
money, mon...

Are you okay?

Never better. Oh.

Whistler? Whistler?

Hello?

Hey.

Sit down, relax.

- Cigarette?
- I'm good.

So let's meet
this Mr. Odin, huh?

- I'm sensing some tension.
- No tension,

we just want to meet him
already, no bullshit.

You got some passion
in you, huh?

She show you that passion
in the bedroom?

- Well, the best always do.
- I'm not in the mood, guys.

Where's Whistler?

He disappeared in the bathroom
about a half hour ago.

I told him the first ride
would be rough.

This ain't no Nixon-grade,
truck-stop trash.

He was so eager
to talk my ear off

about the two of you...
Yeah, where is he?

First door on the left.

Hurry back now.

- I like her.
- Me too.

Whistler.

Whistler, Whistler...

Whistler, no.

No. No!

Is he okay?

He's dead.

Oh, my God. Charlie...

- I killed him.
- No.

No, no, no.
I killed...

Charlie,
you did not kill him, okay,

but we're calling
this thing off.

No, we're not calling it off.

He didn't... Die for nothing.
It's okay. Ch...

showtime, folks.

- Hey.
- Hey, great.

Mm.

So where's Odin Rossi?

How's he late?
I thought he was a God.

He's the God, right?

Yeah.
Change of plans on that.

Change?
What change?

You know what I love
about the Internet?

You can literally find
everything you want to know

about everything on there.

What... what are you doing, Q?

Come on, man.

Did you know that
undercover cops can't do drugs?

Crazy, huh?

Damn it.
Hey, be ready to move, okay?

So what, now suddenly
I'm a cop? Huh, Q?

You've known me for years,
man. You see me

swinging a Billy club
or eating donuts?

No, but Whistler
talked you up, way up.

So what?

That's what he does, he talks.
You don't know that?

Yeah, but I remember
him saying something

about getting cash
from the feds

and how small of a world it is
that we all know each other.

Who cares? Put away
your little cooking show,

all right?
You've seen us use. Here.

Haven't seen you use mine.

Wow. No love
in the game, huh, Q?

We used to have trust, man,
but I see that's dead now,

so you know what?
We're done here, bro.

- Let's go.
- Come on, just use the needle.

- Oh!
- It's good shit., come on.

- It's on me.
- Okay, all right,

so it's like this, man?
Huh, really?

- Everybody relax.
- You gonna have these guys

- shoot me or something?
- Wha...

Katie!

I want to meet this God.