Graceland (2013–2015): Season 1, Episode 6 - Hair of the Dog - full transcript

Previously, on
Graceland...

You will end
their training soon.

Think about
positioning yourself

to become his new bodyguard.

I can put Briggs
in a position to recover

- an insane amount of drugs.
- Or steal.

- I did it.
- You're in?

I got a look at his calendar.

Bigfoot is the name
of their operation

for ducking
the new predator drones.

They bring the drugs in
by submarine.



Odin Rossi's mark.

- You know Odin?
- I'd like to meet him.

As soon as you get here,

Quinn is going to get Odin.

He's dead.
I killed him.

We're calling this thing off.

He didn't die for nothing.

So where's Odin Rossi?

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

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

You've seen us use.

Haven't seen you use mine.

I wanna meet this God.

Whistler.



No.
No.

Just drop the needle.

Jesus!

Briggs, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Tranquilo, mami.

I'm not trying
to scare you, okay?

Goddamn.

Jesus Christ, Charlie.

Brought you some stuff.

Water, tea, bananas, bread.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

You don't look so good.

Yeah, well, I look better
than I feel.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Easy, easy.
Come here, baby.

Come here, come here,
come here, come here.

Oh, God, that stuff knocks you

on your ass, huh?

Yeah.

How much do you remember, huh?

I remember shooting
with Quinn's needle

and feeling really,
really good.

Mmhmm.

And then I, um,

I think I was hauled
out of there, right?

Yeah.
Yeah, that was me.

So Odin?

Well, it was
between you and him.

I chose you, Charlie.

So it was all for nothing.

Whistler died for nothing.

Let's just be glad
that you didn't.

Yeah.

I blew it.
No.

- Yeah.
- No.

The only thing you need
to be worried about right now

is getting better, okay?

This is not some hangover
that you can cure

with pedialyte and gatorade.

Yeah.

You're gonna be sick
for a few days.

It sucks.

But you can stay here
as long as you need to.

Where am I?

Uh, one of
my C.I.'s apartments.

Yeah.

Hey, Briggs.

Yeah?

Hmm?

I wanna go home.

I-I wanna be
in my own bed.

I get that, but you can't
go back to Graceland.

Not right now.

Why not?

Because if the bureau
catches wind of this, Charlie,

you will be done dada, okay?

Out of here,
you can forget about Graceland.

You'll be looking for
a whole new line of work, babe.

I brought you here
to save your career.

Thank you, Paul.

This will be our little secret.

Get some rest.

Moving closer for verification.

Pursuing verified target.

Hold your positions.

Narco sub just surfaced.

This is the drug
enforcement agency.

You are surrounded.

There is no escape.

Proceed to shore
and surrender your vessel

or you will be boarded.

Come out slowly
with your hands up.

And of course
it's one of my cousins.

All right,
I better get on board

and secure the evidence,
'cause this is my bust.

And we did all
the heavy lifting.

No way I'm giving the bureau
credit for this one.

Come on,
we gave you the tip-off.

Sir, the caza cartel
has a nasty habit

of leaving bombs behind.

I've seen my fair share
of IEDs.

And I do have a good eye for...

Booby traps?

Yeah, so I think
it's a great idea

that Tuturro goes on
instead of one of our guys.

Can't argue with that.

Next time you say
"booby traps,"

look me in the eyes.

You know
I'm just kidding, babe.

What's up, player?
Lost, bro?

Hey, Johnny, how's it going?

There's definitely
been two dudes living down here

for a while.

I need to come up for some air.

Oh, my God,
it stinks down there.

Ugh, talk about
a yellow submarine.

- What'd you find?
- Not a damn thing.

It's empty?

No drugs at all.

Hell with it,
it's not every day

we get to put
one of these out of commission.

Yeah, taking down a narco sub

sure looks good
on a resume too.

Still, you could buy
a fleet of subs

with the drugs
that ain't on this one.

Where they are supposed to be,

because I know
you're not stupid enough

to bring them here.

Where are they supposed to be?

I don't care
that your sub was captured.

I need my drugs.

The next one
will be right on time.

It had better be!

Did I seem angry?

Fooled me.
What's up?

The feds stopped
one of the cartel's submarines,

the one hauling my shipment.

That's tough luck.

Luck has nothing to do with it.

The cartel assures me that
the drugs are perfectly safe.

The product is towed
in a torpedo body.

If the DEA intercepts
the submarine,

they cut the torpedo loose.

So, what, it's just sitting
at the bottom of the ocean?

The cartel will retrieve it
once the coast is clear.

So why were you so pissed?

My show of anger got them
to discount 15%.

Business, Mike.
Always business.

I'm surprised
they'd be so careless.

What do you mean?

Well, I mean,
a fishing boat could snag it,

the feds could find it,

or it could just disappear.

It's a big ocean.
Things get lost.

You want me to betray one
of the most dangerous cartels

in the world?

It's $20 million.

Free drugs.

Who are you, eh?

I'm going to say this once.

Do not try to be
something you are not.

I was just looking out
for you, sir.

We don't know
where they dropped it.

The ocean is big.

What if I knew someone

who specialized in just
that sort of thing?

I'd say I didn't know you
if the wrong people found out.

They won't.

If you didn't think it was
possible, why would they?

Tell me about it on the ride.

1x06
Hair of the Dog

Michael, Jonathan would
like a word.

Hey, yo, Rawhide,

Outlaw's Daughter,

The Silver Whip.

Dude, unless these
are dirty movies,

you best be getting
them off my DVR.

What do you have
against westerns?

I love westerns,
'cause I'm a man.

What I don't love is them
recording over my episodes

of swamp loggers.

- They'll be gone soon.
- Thank you.

Like Bello.

We heard the tape.

- So you like my plan?
- Eh.

All I need is a diver

to go down there
and get those drugs,

bring them up,
put them in Bello's hands,

you guys ride in, take him out.

Yeah, would have been great

if you ran that brilliant idea

past your training officer
first.

Briggs, there was a moment,
and I grabbed it.

Right, and now in the moment

we have to create and backstop

a believable undersea
recovery expert...

Like that.

With the resources
that the bureau has,

I think we'll be able
to find somebody.

You got somebody.

Uh, Johnny,
I'm not sold on that, bro.

You?

Mikey, I'm a Navy seal.

Whoa, almost.

- Almost?
- Yeah.

I got hit by a boat
my last day of hell week.

- Ow.
- Thus I'm not sold.

Look, this is why you need me.

I'm a seal.
We don't have resumes.

Everything's classified.

You're feeling this, right?

Congratulations, John,
you're now a seal.

Dude.

Now remember, Mike,
in Bello's world,

vouching for somebody
carries consequences,

life or death consequences,
you know.

Like you vouched for me.

I learned from the best.

Hmm.

This is a good read.

Like a Robert Ludlum novel.

The Warren entanglement.

You find the torpedo,

give Briggs time alone
with the drugs,

and then catch him in the act.

Yeah.

I hand him the heroin
on a silver platter,

and you may get
his head in return.

Well, remind me
never to mess with you.

You'd make a hell of a bad guy.

Can I ask you something?

What if we're wrong
about Briggs?

Bello, Briggs,
these are dangerous men.

They want you
to doubt your instincts.

I want you to trust them.

You do that,
you catch them both.

Then what?

I don't know,

you make deputy director
at 35 instead of 40.

Does it get me
back to D.C.?

This is a marathon, Mike,
not a sprint.

All right, it's not about how
fast you get back to Washington.

It's about making sure
you get back there in one piece.

Thanks.

Hello.

Chuckie, Briggs told me

you had to rush out of Quinn's.

How you doing?
You know.

Still thinking
about Whistler, huh?

Yeah, man, that rocked me.

Yeah, I haven't seen you since.

Where are you?

Fontana.

Fontucky?
Nice.

At least I know you're
relaxing out there.

Nobody relaxes in Fontana.

I'm actually on a case.

I thought it'd be best to,
you know, stay busy.

Yeah, you don't sound
too good, mama.

I'm fine, Johnny.

What's going on there?

Oh, you know,
usual ass covering.

So check it out,

looks like the boss
told the higher-ups

that we were gonna
get Odin on this one

and that we left him
with his dick in his hand

when the bust fell through.

Yeah, but Briggs went in

and explained
the whole thing, right?

He did, but Caldwell must
think he's covering for us

because he wants you and me

to come in
and give our side of it.

When?

- Asap.
Tomorrow, 9:00 A.M.

Um... Yeah, I don't...

I don't really know
if that's possible.

I don't know if I can...
if I can get out of here.

Yeah, he wasn't asking.

Jesus.

Best not give him
another reason

to crawl up our asses,
you know?

I'll see you
in the morning, all right?

- Be good.
- All right.

Flying solo, Mr. pilot?

Just waiting for a girl.

- A girl?
- Mm-hmm.

Not a woman?

No, you're right, a woman.

Definitely a woman.

What's she look like?

Maybe I could
help you find her.

Oh, no, I think I'd know
if she was here.

She's beautiful.

She's got these big brown eyes
and long brown hair.

And she's got
this way about her.

She just always makes me
feel good.

- I didn't know that.
- Yeah.

It's like, no matter how bad
a day I'm having,

she just makes
everything better.

If this girl's
half as good as she sounds,

I don't know if I can compete.

Maybe I should get you out
of here before she shows up.

How far is that
beachfront mansion of yours?

What's wrong with your place?

Yours is closer.

Well, my roommates
are a bit untidy.

Ooh.

Thought it was only pilots
that got shot down.

It's not like that, all right?

Come on, are you
keeping them from me,

or are you keeping me
from them?

Of course not, all right?

Good, then let's hang out.

At least with Paige.

I owe her
a thank you for something.

Okay.

Thank you very much.

Briggs, hand me my clothes.

Fine.

I'm telling you,
you show up at that meeting,

he's gonna figure it out.

I have no choice.

Yeah, actually
you could call in sick.

Caldwell's
a freaking bloodhound.

He'll find me.

Don't you remember
when you missed

the sexual harassment seminar?

He tracked me down
at a goddamn strip club.

I mean, even if I ditch him,

the bureau will be at my door
giving me a random drug test.

I'm screwed, aren't I?

Am I screwed?

Yeah.

What am I gonna do?

I can't lose my job.
You gotta help me.

There's gotta be something
that we can do.

There has to be something.

Nah.

Yeah.
There is something.

Tell me.

I'm going either way.

Hair of the dog.

You want me
to take more of that shit?

Are you crazy?
Where'd you get that?

My C.I. keeps a stash.

What do you want me to do,
Charlie, bust him again?

You want me
to go in there high?

You're crazy.

I'm not saying
go in there high,

but I could give you
just enough

so that you can maybe
pass for normal.

God, this is messed up.

Look, Charlie, 100 milligrams

is not gonna turn you
into a skag hag, all right?

It'll get you through this,

and then we can get the junk
out of your system.

You know what's scaring me
is that I, uh...

I actually want it.

Yeah.

All right.

You don't have to do this.

Give me the damn needle.

I can't.

Easy with it.
Good.

There you go.

Welcome back.

What?

You've been staring at me
like my mother

ever since we left
the house, what?

Is that really
how a Navy seal would dress?

Shut up, man.

You expect me
to come out of the house

wearing a freaking wetsuit
and a rebreather?

Listen, man, I'm just saying.

- That's my choice, man.
- Okay.

What?

We're good.

Hey, man, why'd you want
to join the Navy?

My Uncle Enrique.

Told me I could see the world.

What he didn't tell me

was that I'd spend
six months a pop

on a boat
with a bunch of dudes.

When I told my C.O.
I was getting cabin fever,

he said,
"cool, pack your seabag.

We're shipping you
off to Iraq."

I didn't know
they could do that.

Yeah.

You know, naturally they gave us
all the grunt work.

I spent two years of my life

blowing up hajji ordnance
and IEDs.

What, like Hurt Locker stuff?

Never saw it.

I don't want
to relive that shit, bro.

I don't even want to watch
the porno version of that.

Figured I'd join
the Navy seals.

And when that didn't
work out I said,

"screw it, I already
got my citizenship."

Wait, John,
you weren't an American?

Wait, tell me what you have
against hardworking immigrants

who come here for a piece
of the American dream.

Me, Bello.

Look, I respect you
and Bello with equal measure.

Hmm.

He's cool.

Sir, this is Johnny serrano.

What makes you think
that he's the right guy?

Johnny's an ex-Navy seal.

Why no longer?

I served my country honorably
for 32,400 bucks a year.

Serving myself
is a lot more lucrative.

Reminds me of someone I know.

Johnny and I have been buddies
now for five, six years.

You are different
branches of the military.

Drinking buddies, he means.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

So you were stationed
in San Diego too?

That's classified.

Have you ever conducted
a recovery operation?

You remember when they dumped
Bin Laden's body at sea?

Mm.

Let's just say it used
to be on the ocean floor.

Really?

Hell, no, it's classified.

Look, man,
as far as I'm concerned,

this is just
one more classified mission.

But if you want my help,
I'm gonna need some details.

It's classified.

That's funny, that's funny.

Sorry, man, I'm not risking
my life for this.

Ocean's too unforgiving.

So am I.

You think I haven't seen
worse than you, bro?

We are looking for
a three-meter torpedo canister.

It weighs at least
a hundred kilos.

Where is it?

I don't know.
That's why I need you.

Who else is looking for it?

A few other people.

They have
a transponder frequency.

We don't.

All right, so I'm gonna
assume it's valuable,

so I'm gonna assume
they're dangerous,

which Jacks up
my finder's fee to 10%.

I'll give you
a flat fee of 15,000.

- Sounds like a deal.
- 20,000.

Done.

We believe it was jettisoned
off of long beach.

Okay.

This is San Pedro bay, yeah?

Eight ball is your torpedo.

I bet that's
appropriate, right?

Cue ball, my boat.

Now we can forget about
using the transponder

because it's scrambled.

So use a side-scan radar.

A side-scan radar
gives you a nice slice

of the ocean in 3-d.

For what you want,

side-scan radar
isn't reliable enough.

Which is why I would use
multibeam.

Gives you a nice detailed
view of the ocean floor.

So when can we get started?

We just did.

Oh, yeah.

All right.

So, champ, how do you feel?

- Scared.
- Hmm.

Well, that's
an improvement, right?

What are you gonna tell him?
Same thing you did.

Quinn tried to force us
to shoot up

till, uh, till we snuck
out of there.

Mmhmm.

Even has the benefit
of being true, mostly.

Yeah.

Um, how do I look?

Look in my eyes.

Yeah, you're good.

I mean, you're
a little blurry, but...

well, the eye drops probably
dilated your pupils.

Now, look, when you start
to come down off this stuff,

remember to watch yourself,
okay?

Resist the impulse to fidget.

No sudden movements.
Don't look like a hype.

I've played a cover
before, Paul.

Yeah, I know, but you're
used to playing high.

Now you're high, and you're
trying to play sober.

It's not as easy
as you'd think.

I don't need a goddamn
instructional video.

Thank you.

Look at that, she's a natural.

Kiss my ass.

There's the Charlie
we all know and love.

When I spoke to agent Briggs,

he said he nearly
came to blows with Quinn.

Yeah, he insisted
we shoot his heroin

to prove we weren't
undercovers.

Naturally, we couldn't do that.

Why didn't you leave?

Because his thugs
would have stopped us.

How did you get out?

I pretended
to go back to the bathroom

to check on Whistler.

Nothing dampens a party
like a dead junkie.

So you lost your C.I.

That's right.
Overdose on Quinn's stuff.

Quinn was bragging about it
all night,

how it messed up Whistler.

Once Whistler OD'd,

you had Quinn on conspiracy
to distribute

resulting in death.

How could you let him walk?

'Cause Quinn wasn't
our primary suspect.

It was Odin,
and Odin didn't show.

That charge carries 25 to life.

You could have flipped Quinn,
had him turn on Odin.

Agent, are you with me?

Yes, sir.

Well?

She didn't have a choice, sir.

They were outnumbered,
outgunned.

If they tried to take
Quinn down by themselves,

they'd be dead.

My tac team was too far away
to do any good.

That's on me.
Johnny, don't.

She couldn't take a chance
on things going South.

Finally, the truth.

That's not how it went down.

I think it is.

I understand you trying
to cover for your roommate.

This has to go in my report.

- I can't let you do that.
- Charlie, he's right.

The truth had to come out.
Sir, I apologize.

Thank you.

That's all.

What's up, Chuckie?

Hmm?

Normally you down three of these
for every two of mine.

Well, I'm sorry
if I'm a little down, Johnny.

That's when you eat the most.

Baby, I know a crash
when I see it.

What's up?

I shot one of Quinn's syringes,

and I messed myself up.

What?

Johnny, it was getting
so crazy in there.

Quinn had his thugs,
they had heat.

Briggs was in their face.

I knew, if I didn't shoot up,
we weren't getting out of there.

You knew I'd get there for you.

I just kept seeing
Whistler's face.

Seeing him lay there
on that filthy bathroom floor.

He didn't deserve that, man.

Why were you high
in the eval today?

Whatever it takes
to save my career, man.

Gotta shoot a little heroin
to level out,

that's what I gotta do.

So Briggs knows too, huh?

Yeah, but it doesn't matter,

'cause I'm the one who did it.

I'm the one who messed up.

Not according
to the report, Chuck.

Now I'm the one
who let Quinn walk, thanks.

I'm sorry, Johnny.

I don't care
what the story was.

I don't care where you went
or what you did.

Just come home.

All right?

Let me help you get better.

- You hear me?
- Mmhmm. Yeah.

I love you.

I love you too.

Actually, I moved here
to become a punk singer,

but apparently
nobody's really looking

for a female iggy pop.

Surprising.

At least as a spin instructor

I still get to yell at people.

You can yell at me
anytime you want.

Down boy.

Um, Abby, so what do you do?

I've been a student mainly.

But last summer
I worked for a senator.

Impressive.

My dad pulled a few strings.

Looks like you might need
a fancier job, Mr. pilot.

I don't know.

There's nothing quite like
the thrill of flying.

Tell me about it,
I used to fly Cessnas.

No way.
Really?

Well, a buddy of mine,
he had a netjet membership.

We'd go up in the cockpit
and have a couple beers.

So you guys didn't
actually pilot the plane.

Vance here is a D.J.

I'm guessing you haven't heard

of a club downtown
called Primatology?

No way, that is
my girlfriend's favorite club.

Oh, my God,
what night are you on?

Um

no, he mainly does
private events

and things like that.

I'm usually there on Tuesdays,

but, um, here, here's my card.

Give me a call.

I'll show you
the full V.I.P. treatment.

On a Tuesday.

Damn right.

Is that how you guys met?

Kinda.

I was walking
downtown one night,

and this super hot chick,
she runs up to me,

and she notices my shirt.

I mean, I'm kind
of his first groupie, so...

You know what, for some reason

I think she won't be your last.

Thanks, Mike.
Thanks.

Hey, Paige,
can I talk to you for a sec?

Absolutely.

So you brought your case
on our date.

Relax, Mike,
he's just a dealer.

Hmm. Great.
He's perfect.

Look around here.

Most of the people in here
are dealers.

Okay, he's just
my way into an ecstasy ring,

and he's not even
worth flipping.

Paige.

Abby thinks
this is a real date.

Is it?

You're pretending that you can
have a real relationship.

And if you were
being honest with yourself,

you'd know that
that isn't possible.

Not with what we do.

Okay, look,

the only way that you
should continue dating

is if she starts
committing crimes.

I think
she just stole the salt.

She did.

Pretty incredible guy, right?

Why, 'cause he's so handsome

or because he was so dumb?

Please, no,
because he's a drug dealer.

Get out of here.

D.J. Afroburn
gave me his card

because he wanted
to sell me drugs.

I thought he was
just flirting with you.

You jealous now?

Think we should tell Paige?

I have a feeling
she already knows.

I mean, she was acting
kinda different around him.

Don't you think?

Yeah.

He's not really her type.

I don't get that.

I would never act different
around a guy,

and I hope you wouldn't
act different around me.

I do.

I'm better.

- Corny.
- Oh, come on.

It's true, though.

Hey, yo, fam.

What's up, man?

Heard the eval went all right.

Yeah.
Why wouldn't it?

Talked to the coast guard.

Got them to do
most of the heavy lifting

for us on this torpedo deal.

They picking it up or what?

Well, they got a few pings.

Bathymetric
says this one right here

as the most probable.

I say we do a little recon,

make sure it's our target.

Give you a chance
to get familiarized

with your new boat, skipper.

Should we bring gilligan
along or what?

Eh, let Mike get his rest.

The only thing he has to do
tomorrow is look surprised.

Why didn't you tell me
about Charlie?

'Cause I told her I wouldn't.

What's done is done, J.T.

This is right, right?
I mean...

All right, first of all,
I wouldn't start there.

- No?
- Dead smack in the middle.

My money, that's where it's at.

Man, where'd you learn to
work a joystick like that, bro?

Ever heard of video games?

Come on, man, I'm serious.

It's classified.

Look, Johnny, nobody's
more sorry than I am

about what happened
to Charlie, okay?

She was begging me to help her.

I had to do something.

I covered for her.

And for you.

I mean, I don't know, man.

Direct hit.

Hold on, let me back up.
Let me clean it up first.

It's an mk-46.

Decommissioned
military torpedo.

That's one of ours.

Nothing but the best
for the caza cartel, huh?

It's explosive, you see that?

See the tripwire
running across the top?

Yeah.

They booby-trapped
the damn thing.

Damn assholes, man.

We're gonna have to abort.

No, no, no, no,
I'm actually trained for this.

I'll go down there
and diffuse it.

Put those drugs
right in Bello's hands.

There's no need to try
to be a hero, Johnny.

Briggs, I am the hero.

Yeah, "x" marks the spot.

Are you sure it's there?

If it ain't,
I'll give you 20 grand.

Deal?

Way to sell it, Johnny.

All right, mi familia,
let's get ready to go.

Thread the straps
on the torpedo, okay?

I'm gonna inflate the lift bag

and then pull me up
like a fish.

- All right, man.
- Keep that.

Use this to stay in contact.

Hey, nobody touch nothing
while I'm gone.

I'm looking at you.

Hey, Johnny, do you read me?

Copy that.

Let me try call waiting.

You hear me, Mike?

Loud and clear.

They didn't touch
any of my stuff, did they?

Nah, we're all good.

All right, I got a visual.

Yeah, yeah,
that's the torpedo all right.

Looks like I get
to keep my money.

Good job, Johnny.

May I?

Excellent work.

How much longer will you be?

It's sitting flat,

so five minutes
to get the straps in place,

another couple
to inflate the bag.

The sooner the better, okay?

What's he doing?

Fishing I suppose.

That's a big fish.

Your friend's part
is almost over.

He won't be going
back to shore with us.

Whoa, wait, wait,
wait a minute.

You can't do this, all right?

Johnny's done everything
you asked for.

This guy's a total pro, okay?

Doesn't mean that
he won't share war stories

with his drinking buddies, huh?

That money buys a lot of beer,

but we can't take a chance
with the cartel.

Best to tie up
all the loose ends.

You don't think somebody's
gonna notice him missing?

If he's a pro,
no one knows he's here.

His final classified mission.

Okay.
Okay.

Hey, Johnny, I'm about to go
Peyton Manning on you, buddy.

Tell him about the booby trap,
buy us some time.

All right, man.
You got it.

Briggs, man, I hope
you heard all that, man.

They are gonna kill Johnny.

You need to send in
the cavalry right now.

We don't have any time.

Uh, fellas,
we got a little problem here.

They booby-trapped
this whole thing with semtex.

Is that going to be
a major problem?

I can diffuse it,

but taking bombs apart
wasn't in my job description.

It's gonna cost you extra.

I'll pay you another $5,000.

Don't be greedy.

Michael,
you can have his share.

I don't want it.

I thought you were much more
of a mercenary than this, hmm?

You went out of your way

to find someone who is
in no way connected to me.

But the guy's connected
to me, all right?

He's my friend.

Now I am your friend.

All right, then...

then let me do it.

You need your best guy
to do this.

Let me make it clean.

Please.

Lower your gun.

Fine.

I don't want your friend
to make a mess on my new boat.

Thank you.

Hmm.

What do you think
I should call her?

It's bad luck
to rename your boat.

Eh, bad luck
for the previous owner.

I'm just about done
disarming this bomb, Briggs.

I really hope this works, man.

How's it going down there?

It's going.

I've almost got...

hello?

Hello?
Hello?

What the hell?
You said this man was the best!

You know how much money
you cost me?

This is your fault!

Tell me why I should not
throw you down there too.

'Cause I was about
to shoot him for you!

Put that thing away.

Do something!

We must leave this place now.

Start the engines.
Pull the anchor up now.

We must leave this place.
Go!

Come on, we must leave.

Michael...

I lost my head.

I am sorry for your loss.

Briggs, Briggs, it's me, man.

I think Johnny's, um...

Dude, you gotta
call me back, all right?

Where the hell are you?
Jesus Christ.

Sorry.

Yo, Mikey Mike.

That was good work.

Johnny.

John, John, John.

Dude, dude! Dude, nobody
told you I was okay?

I couldn't get Briggs
on the phone.

Why didn't you call me?

'Cause I thought you were dead.

Why would I call you?

Dude, is that a tear?

I'm touched, dude, but
you really thought I was dead?

Look, it's not a tear,
all right?

Mikey, I had the bomb
covered the whole way.

It was a piece of cake.
I knew it would be.

You knew about the bomb?

Yeah, we saw it
on the R.O.V.

Briggs didn't tell you?

Yo, Johnny, soda machine
was broken, brother.

I got you water instead.

Yo, yo, yo, Mike, chill!
Dude, what are you doing?

What are you doing?
Chill.

I thought Johnny was dead,
Briggs.

Mike, relax.

Why didn't you tell me
about the bomb?

I didn't want you
to derail your own plan.

Oh, so you just make
that decision for me?

Yes, the hell I did!

I mean, what did you think,

Johnny just happened
to find the bomb

the second after
you called in the cavalry?

God damn it, Briggs.

I almost shot those guys.

Agent Warren,
I called an audible,

and we scored.

What'd you do down there?

Briggs says,
"surface and you're dead."

I pulled the semtex

away from the torpedo
and detonated it.

Had me fooled.

Bello too.
That's the whole point, Mike.

I bet he was pissed when
we blew up his drugs, huh?

That's an understatement.

Yeah, well,
imagine how pissed he'd be

if he knew we had 'em.

Mm, damn.

Funny thing is,
they didn't pack it too well.

They could have fit
twice as much in here.

Why didn't they?

Beats me.

Usually these guys
don't miss a trick.

Well, kudos anyway, boys.

It's still the biggest haul
I've ever seen.

That's for sure.
Right.

Too bad no one can ever
know we seized it.

Why the hell not?

Well, Mike, we can't exactly

throw a press conference.

Bello would know he'd been had.

We have him.

We have him on intention
to possess narcotics

and attempted murder.

I didn't hear him
tell you to kill Johnny.

Briggs...

look, all Bello said was
something about going fishing.

Mike, the only thing we have
the guy for is stealing a boat.

So we're just gonna do nothing?

Well, I wouldn't say that.

Big fish like Bello
lead to bigger fish,

like the caza cartel.

We let this one play out
a little while longer,

we'll get 'em, you'll see.

I gotta go clear my head.

Getting punched in the face
didn't quite do it for me.

Hmm.

Daddy knows best, huh?

Might as well
keep things to himself.

He ain't listening
to anybody else anyway.

I don't even know
why we bothered with this.

We should have
just blown up the drugs.

That's exactly what I said,
but he insisted.

When I got out of the water
I was like,

"fine, man, you take it.
I'm done, dude."

Briggs took custody
of the drugs?

Yeah, I caught a ride
with the tac team.

Home sweet home.

Yeah, I'm kinda relieved
nobody's here.

You know they're gonna want
to take care of you, right?

Yeah, that's what
I'm afraid of.

You gonna tell 'em?

I mean,
there's not much to tell.

It's not like I'll be shooting
up in an alley or anything.

You won't?

- Kill me if I do.
- I will.

Yup.
I mean, it's your call, babe.

I'm glad
to have you back, though.

I'm glad you showed up.

All right, I think we're
ready to get started.

Why doesn't everyone
take your seat?

- Do you mind if I sit here?
- Paul, the floor is yours.

- Hi, my name is Paul.
- Hi, Paul.

I'm a heroin addict.