Graceland (2013–2015): Season 1, Episode 7 - Goodbye High - full transcript

PAIGE: Prevvously on Graceland...

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

You've seen us use.

Haven't seen you use mine.

Katie!

I don't care what the story was.

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

Just come home.

We are looking for
a three-meter torpedo canister.

All I need is a diver to go down there
and get those drugs, bring them up,

put them in Bello's hands.



You know how much money
you cost me?

This is your fault!

We should've just blown up the drugs.

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

Briggs took custody of the drugs?

My name is Paul,
and I'm a heroin addict.

GROUP: Hi, Paul.

My entire life is a lie.

A lot of you know
what I'm talking about.

Put on the happy face,
you build up your wall,

but inside, you are a wasteland.

Then the moment comes
where someone finds out the truth.

And soon, things stop adding up,

and it's not long before



every word that comes out
of your mouth is false.

And then you're caught,
and you decide it is time.

It is time for the truth to come out.

I kept promising myself
I'd just get high one last time.

Next thing I knew, "'one last time"'
was a habit, not a promise.

All I can do is start putting it out there,

and hope I'm not too late.

Thanks.

(GROUP CLAPPING)

They ought to pay you more.

I'm not an easy man to follow.

No, you're not.

- Ted, my man.
- Paul.

Got something for you.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Ooh, nice.

Maybe now we can drink something
that doesn't taste like my sock.

The sock's got character, man.

Take care.

Well, I'm assuming
the FBI doesn't know about this.

Let's take a walk.

You know why I love surfing, Mikey?

The high.

When I'm out there, man,

it's like the closest thing to a fix
I can get without a needle.

You don't have to tell me
what happened to you.

Yeah, I do.

So a few years ago,
I was under wvth the Caza Cartel.

I was tryvng to
make a dent vn thevr drug supplves

that flowed vnto San Dvego.

I was young, ambvtvous, and vn love.

Who was the girl?

That, my friend,
is a story for another place and time.

But let me tell you
about my training officer.

- Roberto.
- What's going on, brother?

He was a few years ahead of me
out of Quantvco.

We were like brothers, man.

He was working Caza, too,
but from the Mexican side.

He worked them
from their side of the border?

Sure as hell did.
Major cojones, right?

He was in much deeper than I was.

He worked his way into the family.

He was having Sunday dinners with them.

The mother was calling him mvjo.

- Her son?
- Yeah.

Yeah, they loved him.

That is the very definition
of being "'in deep."'

Anyway, on this particular day,
we had a problem with a body.

So, which dead body is our dead body?

His name was Jimmy Cole.
Heard of him?

Yeah, yeah,
he was trying to work his way in

as a new supplier on the l-5 Corridor.

Uh, I mean, are you sure it's Jimmy?
The file doesn't even have any fingerprints.

That's because
we don't have the fingers yet.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

- Who's the killer?
- Well, that was the question.

This was his third mutilation
in about as many months.

No one ever got eyes on him.

We had ear witnesses, though.

And they all said that, at the murders,
this is what they heard.

Mexicans called him El Hombre llave.

- Yeah, "'The Key Man."'
- Yeah.

And apparently,
that wasn't cheery enough for us,

so the Bureau tagged him Jangles
after those jangling keys.

I've heard of him.
He's Caza's boogeyman.

That's what they tell everyone
so they don't mess with their distribution,

"'Or else Jangles is going to
come and cut you up."'

Correct.

Something had Caza upset.

Bureau didn't want me
getting sucked into the carnage,

so they pulled me off the case.

Did Roberto stay under?

They deemed his cover more important,
which it was.

- So what'd you do?
- Hell, I took a vacation.

To Tecate.

MIKE: You went to Mexvco
alone, agavnst orders?

BRIGGS: My CI there, Benvto,
set up a bvg meet wvth Caza.

This was the meeting I'd been waiting for.
The one.

I could finally put names to faces.

We'd know the players.

We could start pulling them apart,
playing them against each other.

I just...
I couldn't pass it up.

But then I got there, and I knew.

I knew vt vn my bones, man.
Somethvng wasn't rvght.

Benito.

- MIKE: How'd they fvnd you?
- I don't know.

Probably never wvll.

Going down there,
it was the dumbest thing I've ever done.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(JANGLING)

Jangles.
Hmm?

If you're gonna chop me up,

would you do me a favor
and start with my ears?

I can't stand listening
to this asshole anymore.

Well, that's very considerate.

I wouldn't want to get an
infection when you kill me.

He's not going to kill you.

He's going to make you feel better
than you ever have in your life.

MIKE: They shot you up.

Oh, yeah. They did.

Good quality "'H,"' too.

I mean, Mike,
I gotta tell you, it felt nice.

And they kept vt up.
Every day, I'd get my needle and go flyvng.

- MIKE: What dvd they want?
- I don't know.

They didn't ask you anything?

No, Mike.
They didn't ask me anything.

At the time, it seemed endless.

Now, I know, it was about
two weeks, give or take.

They kept me riding
that high the whole time.

Then it was over.

They left me a goodbye high,
and I walked away.

They just let you go?

I mean, they'd done what they wanted.
They turned me into a smackhead.

- Why?
- I don't know, man.

I asked myself that question
a thousand times.

I think because they knew
what would happen

when it got out that
I was on the needle.

Every case you've ever worked on...

Could be reopened,
maybe even overturned.

A lot of the guys I arrested
belonged to Caza.

Now they got a chance
to stick it to the Bureau.

You know? Send a message
that our agents are weak.

No, man.
No, I wasn't playing into that.

Instead, I got myself together.
That includes coming here.

And I kept it from everyone.

The Bureau doesn't know any of this?

I know, the support group knows,
Caza knows,

and now you.

Briggs, do you still use?

I slipped up once or twice in the beginning,

but I've been clean for a while now.

- So what now, Agent Briggs?
- What now indeed, huh?

Let's go home.

Just like that?

Just walk out of here
like nothing's changed?

I wouldn't say nothing's changed,
but what am I supposed to do, man?

Either you're gonna say
something, or you're not.

All I can do is keep moving forward
until something or someone stops me.

Same as always.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- How do I look?
- Awful.

Haven't even put
my makeup on yet, man.

That's 'cause you're
supposed to be in bed, Charlie.

Johnny, I'm not the sleep-it-off
kind of girl. You know that.

Whistler died trying to get Odin Rossi.

I can't just be laying around,

waiting for somebody else
to arrest him, come on.

Charlie, we got agents
following Quinn right now.

Yeah, but Quinn shut it down
until the heat's off.

We gotta start over again,
trying to get Odin.

Then let me do it.

Johnny, I shot heroin twice.
I'm never going to do it again.

Yo, what was it like?

You know, I've seen a guy
try to kill his best friend for a fix?

And I always wondered,

if I tried it, would I understand?

You would.

Okay, then.

You really want to put yourself
out there with that stuff right away?

Every time I see your dumb face,
I forget how smart you are.

You know every junkie,
at one point or another,

has said what you're saying right now?

I know.

"'Two times. That's it."'

- Yeah, but there's a difference.
- What?

It's me.

Yeah. I'm sure they said that, too.

Yo, everybody,
Jakes is playing with dolls again.

Charlie just left. No one else is here.

Then your dirty secret's safe with me, son.

Yo, what's this do?

- You push the button on the back...
- Mmm-hmm.

- And he's a drug mule. Yeah.
- Dude, shut up.

We seized a whole crate of these bad boys,
filled to the brim with prescription pills.

I liked it better when
they had the kung fu grip.

Right?

Yo, this safe to give to my cousin?

Yeah, the drugs were vacuum packed.
Are you really that cheap, Johnny?

The drugs ain't in there anymore, right?

- You're cheap.
- How is that cheap?

BRIGGS: Yo.

JOHNNY:
Yo. Kid's playing with toys again.

Oh. Without me? I'm crushed.

Where you guys been?

Driving Bello around all night.

Briggs had the pleasure
of running surveillance

while we talked about
Rvo Bravo for eight hours.

You guys know that cowboys like to
spontaneously break into song?

Trust me, now I do.

This kid here, though?
Does a mean Dean Martin.

Thanks.

MIKE: That's a lot of product.

BELLO: I wish it were enough.

'Cause we lost the torpedo,
we can't meet current demand.

We have to make this stretch.

MIKE: Cutting it with fentanyl?

That stuff's dangerous
if you mix it with anything else.

It's true.

But fentanyl is the closest
in taste and effect to heroin.

We must maintain
the reputation of the product.

It's going to kill people.

The junkies die all the time.

We'll stop cutting it
once we receive the new shipment.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

But now, demand must be met.

Better this than to show weakness.

But lessening the quality of your
product is a show of weakness.

Be careful how you choose
your words, Michael.

It was your idea
to go after the drug torpedo.

Mmm-hmm?

One might say

we have to resort to such drastic
measures because of you.

JUAN: So no Briggs arrest.
The sting didn't work?

Well, we got the torpedo,

but of course, it was impossible to tell

whether or not
Briggs was stealing the drugs.

- Ah, plausible deniability.
- Always.

Briggs is good.

What if he's not that good, though?

I mean, what if Briggs isn't
stealing drugs and selling them?

Then we've both come a
long way for nothing.

Well, the truth isn't nothing.

You're right.

And Mike, there's no one
that would be happier than me

to find out that Briggs isn't a criminal.

Anyway, there's another reason
I asked you to come in.

I have something for you.

Wow.

- (CHUCKLING)
- What's the occasion?

I found it, and I knew you'd like it.

Go on.

- My grandfather shot this, didn't he?
- He did.

- I know it's a bit macabre for a gift, but...
- No, I...

I've never seen any of his
photography up close.

It was all classified.

There's a reason I chose this one.

He caught himself in the reflection.

This is amazing. Thank you.

It's tough being out here,
away from everyone you know and love.

It's nice to have a piece of them with you.

PAIGE: Thanks for lettvng us jovn you guys.

Mike was saying you're his co-pilot.

- I'm his co-pilot?
- MIKE: Yep.

That's funny.

JOHNNY:
Maybe Jesus is. I'm more of a mentor.

You know, I taught the kid
everything he knows.

Well, "'everything"' is a strong word.

- Aren't you a little young to be a mentor?
- Yeah.

Hero, mentor, God...

Humble, clearly all things
that don't apply to him.

JOHNNY: No idea what you're
talking about right now.

Sorry, shoot. I gotta go.

- We didn't just scare you off, did we?
- No, not at all.

But will you please just take a
picture of us before we go?

(MIKE GROANING)

ABBY: No, come on, please?
Just one picture.

My friends at home are starting to think
I have an imaginary boyfriend.

- Stop being a dick, Mike.
- PAIGE: Yeah. Just take a photo, Mike.

- Okay.
- JOHNNY: Yeah, Mike.

Say, "'Mile High Club."'

It's a good one.

- Thank you.
- JOHNNY: You're welcome.

- So good to see you guys.
- You, too.

- All right, bye.
- Bye.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Good to see you.
- Bye.

- Later, Abby.
- Bye.

What the hell was that about?

You stole her phone.

Can't have photos of you
floating around, Mike.

All it takes is one wrong person

seeing your face on the Internet,
and you're dead.

So I'll delete the picture,
and then give it back to her.

You don't think she's going to find it weird

that the one photo missing
is the one of you two?

She has everything on that phone.

Girl should learn to back it up
to the cloud, then.

Cost of dating an undercover agent.

Okay. Fine. Fine.

Thank you.

Are we happy now?

Your cover gets hard to maintain
when you actually care about her.

You need to break up with her.

Trust us on this one, Mike.

Now comes the hard part.
How do you actually do it?

I'm not going to do it.

The ex coming back into the picture,
that's the cleanest.

Pre-existing condition.
That's nobody's fault.

Guys, I'm not going to lie to her.

You've been lying to her every day
since you met her.

Hey, Cassandra. You look good.

For a federal agent, you are a terrible liar.

I look like I just worked a double shift,

- which I did.
- All right.

- How's the hospital?
- It's...

What do you want, Dale?

For Daniel.

He's seven. It's a robot.

He here?

- You can't give it to him.
- I know.

I know.

I thought of him.

He's at basketball practice.

Yeah? He any good?

- All right, stop it, Dale.
- He's my son, Cassandra.

You wanted it this way. I didn't.

And you were right.

I mean, the life you live,
it's not good for a family.

But neither is you holding on.

I mean, Daniel doesn't even
know you as his father.

Right.

Just give it to him.

And tell him what?

Santa got his days mixed up.
I don't know, just...

He doesn't believe in Santa.

Kid's smart.

Yeah, I know.

All right, Dale.

Yeah. All right.

- Hey, girl.
- Hey.

Wondering where you went off to.

Yeah, I tried to get cleaned up. Didn't take.

That's why you look great.

Like always.

You got any of that Odin Rossi stuff?

Since when you get all choosy?

You hooked up, or what?

I haven't been able to get any.

Carlos used to have some.

Yeah, I used to. Stuff went crazy fast.

Did you get a look at him?

- Odin?
- Yeah.

- Why you asking?
- Man, everyone's asking.

No one's seen him, though.
Including you, apparently.

Yo, I saw him.

Word? What was he like?

He's a giant Argentinean dude
with a ponytail.

Okay, the dude towers over me.

But what really got me was his eyes.

How's that?

They're dead inside, mamv.

Like when you step on a grave...

You'd understand if you saw him.

He never saw Odin Rossi.

He's lying out of his ass like always.

But you've seen him.

I followed him once, after a drop.

Get this.

He's this white dude,

wears a three-piece suit,
works in a high rise downtown.

Yo, I heard he killed his own family
just so he wouldn't have any weaknesses.

And he liked it.

He smuggles the drugs himself
in this diplomatic pouch.

That way, no one can search it.

Here's the thing.

Anyone who says they've
seen the guy is lying.

Why?

Because I hear
he kills anyone who sees his face.

Please.

Briggs, all right. I get it, all right?
But we have to arrest Bello now.

No can do, Mike.

I saw him handling the drugs
with my own eyes, all right?

We have enough evidence.

Now, see, that right there
is the exuberance of youth.

It'll get you in trouble.

Listen, Mike,
we're not going to arrest Bello now,

because when we take him down,

we wanna pull down
everyone that he is in business with.

And I mean everyone.
We don't have enough for that yet.

Briggs, people are gonna
die because of me.

Morning, Charles.

CHARLIE: This is useless.

Odin Rossi is apparently
a white Argentinean,

who kills with a look and pisses fire.

Well, hot damn.

Sounds like we need that
guy on our team, huh?

The guy's a ghost.

I mean, I can't even find
any solid intel on him.

I have a dealer that's cutting his supply
with stuff that's going to kill people.

BRIGGS: Yeah, and I think I got a
way for everyone to win here.

Now, Charlie,
you got a supplier without a face.

Mikey, you got a guy who needs heroin.

Did you miss the part where
I can't actually find Odin?

I mean, come on, Charlie,

he's not going to show his face
for some junkie on the street.

You want Bello to reach out.

Now that's the kind of guy
that Odin would show his face for.

But he gets his stuff from the
Caza Cartel, all right?

He is not going to want them knowing
he's looking for a new supplier.

That's why he's going to use a
middle man when he approaches Odin.

Me.

Hmm?

CHARLIE: Nice.

I thought about
what you said the other day.

You were right.

It showed weakness to cut the drugs.

- I hope I didn't overstep.
- No, no. You had a point.

So, instead of weakness,
we will show strength.

We'll take the corners by gunpoint,
seize their drugs and make them our own.

MIKE: That will definitely send a message.

Why don't you go further?

What are your ideas?

Choose a new supplier.

Betray Caza?

Powerful men are defined
by the risks they take.

Or you could just go beat up
some corner thugs.

What are your suggestions?

Odin Rossi.

I have heard of him.
But I don't have a connect to him.

Paul does.

Tell Paul that he has 24 hours
to set up a meeting.

Otherwise, we hit the streets.

Okay.

BRIGGS: Hey, Danny.

Word is, you know Odin, huh?

I might. What's it worth to you?

I just wanna get a message to him.
That's all.

And what does the messenger get
out of all this?

What does he want?

A cut...

DEALER:
Of whatever business you're setting up.

Mmm. You know, I think we both
know you ain't getting that.

Then I ain't got no idea
how to find him, papv.

Huh. All right, this
is what I can offer you.

That you won't get cut
from nut sack to pie hole.

Yo, you think you threatening me
is going to make any difference?

I'm not threatening you.

Bello is.

- This is for Bello?
- It is.

I don't know Odin, man. I swear.

All right.

You seem like a friendly guy.
Make yourself a new friend, huh?

PAIGE: Okay.

See, when you smoke heroin,
soot forms on the bottom of the tinfoil.

And if you handle the foil enough,
you can get black fingers.

Oh, yeah.

All right, so, if my hands are clean
when I'm under, I'm done.

- Exactly.
- I got it.

You're like a little walking sponge,
you know that?

Give me that, son.

Johnny, what did we tell you
about snatching other people's stuff?

That sharing is caring, man.

That's a mean-looking dude. Who is he?

Your baby mama. Give me that, man.

The new CI I'm working on.

You're recruiting a new one?

Watch out, now. The sponge is hungry.

No, I'm just checking in
on those drug smuggling robots.

Yo, if it's the docks,
why don't you use Frank The Tank?

- Can't. He fell off a crate.
- For real?

And landed on a knife, 14 times.

That's one hell of a fall.

JOHNNY:
Charlie's getting some alone time.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- How'd it go?
- Oh, it went great.

Actually, I just heard back.

Got a meeting tomorrow
at El Segundo pier.

Bello, Odin, and me.

- That's great.
- Yeah.

We can finally get eyes on the bastard.

DJ: She makes it sound easy but it ain't.

- About the other day, at your CI's place...
- Don't mention it.

I need to. You saved my ass.

Kind of feel like I owe your CI an apology.
I puked all over the place.

You did make a spectacular mess.

Well, maybe I should go back there
and help him clean up.

I took care of it. It's done.

We don't keep secrets, Briggs.

Really?
"'We don't keep secrets"'?

- That's not fair.
- Yes, it is.

Because you know what?
You're right not to tell them your secret.

They don't need to know.

You're wrong.

- JOHNNY: Levi's wearing his big-boy pants.
- MIKE: I am.

PAIGE: It's terrible.

It tastes like an artichoke and
a potato had a baby.

- JOHNNY: Tastes like rainbows.
- PAIGE: And then you boiled it...

Hey, everybody.
There's something I need to tell you all.

I shot heroin a couple of days ago.

Are you serious?

PAIGE: Are you okay?

Yeah, it was in the moment
on that Quinn case.

I screwed up.

Look, Charlie, if it was just this one time...

CHARLIE: It was twice.

I had a bad reaction,

and I needed some
to get me through my eval.

Why do some of y'all look
less than surprised?

Wasn't my place to say, man.

Doesn't matter.

All that matters is that
I kept something from the house.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah. Better now.

- Yeah?
- Sure.

- Can I ask you something?
- Sure.

You got any more?

I didn't think chasing
the dragon was your style, Levi.

I just want to make sure
you're not tempted.

Where'd you get it?

Just some junkie CI.

I don't have any more.

Okay. Okay, okay.

DJ: Come here.

DJ: Stupid bastard.

You know we're always here for you.

You don't have to check Charlie's
fingers for tinfoil soot.

I already did.

You did, huh?

I'm DEA. It's practically second nature.

And?

They're clean.

But every day from now on, I'll be checking.

We have to have each other's backs.

Suppose one of us
actually did become addicted.

They'd pull us out. Go to treatment.

And our cases?
I mean, all our old cases, they'd just...

They'd be reopened.

That's huge.

Look, you need to be able to trust
who you're in the field with.

And an addict can never be trusted.

MUSICIAN: Thanks, everybody.

I'm gonna take a quick break.
I'll be back in a few.

What?

No, man, it's just...
That's some nice work.

Who did it?

Guy over at Crenshaw Ink.

What about, um,
the original, underneath?

The guy who initiated me into the Niners.

Yeah? Mine, too.

Cost me a fortune to get it removed.

And it hurt like holy hell.

Yeah, I didn't want to take mine away.

And why's that?

I wanted to take something bad,
and convert it into something good.

Metaphor for my life, man.

Respect.

What made you get out?

Took two to the chest in a drive-by.

I should've died.

I woke up in a hospital in El Paso.

The nurse said
she couldn't believe I was alive.

She changed my life.

Fell for your nurse, huh?

Hey, cliché, I know,

but if it wasn't for her,
I'd have gone back to the life.

That's something worth drinking to.

- Let me get a Higgins Barrow.
- BARTENDER: You got it, man.

That's my favorite whiskey, man.

- Can you make it two?
- Sure.

Thank you.

Wow.

Actually doing the dishes
when it's your turn on the chore wheel?

You must really not wanna talk to me.

I got nothing to say.

You were right.

I haven't been honest
with the rest of the house.

Mmm.
Gold star for you, Charlie.

What's your problem, dude?

You wanna know what my problem is?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Now, if anyone from the Bureau ever asks,
"'Has Charlie done heroin?"'

These guys gotta lie to cover for your ass.

But if it was anyone else in the house,
I'd want to know.

Well, you know what? That'd be on you.
So that'd be fine.

But you gave them no such choice, Chuck.

I mean, you act like you gave them a gift.

You know what you gave 'em? A burden.

Wait. Aren't we supposed
to trust each other?

Mmm.

CHARLIE: No?

Your secrets are your burden.
Mine are mine.

Let's leave it at that.

- So, you got a family?
- Nah.

Nah, work's my life, man.

What about you?
What happened with the nurse?

Mmm.
We moved here together.

You know, get away from it all.
Start a new life.

- Sounds serious.
- You have no idea.

She's got a kid.

What's that like?
Taking in another man's kid?

DJ: You know what?

That didn't come out
the way I wanted it to.

No, no. No, it's okay.

It was tough.

I'm no father figure, but I'm all he's got,
so I guess he has to settle.

- What's he like?
- Smart.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, got his mother's brains on him.

Looks like his dad, though.

You know what the dad looks like?

Nah, Daniel doesn't look like his mom,
so it's just something to say.

- You got a picture?
- You're going to make me be that guy?

This is him right here.

Wow, you're a lucky guy.

That's my little man.

I bet he gets all the girls.

Nah, man. He's terrible with them.

Brain's too big.

- So, what happened to the real father?
- I don't know.

She never talks about him?

Honestly, he never comes up.

- And I'm not about to ask.
- Wise man. (LAUGHING)

- Let me get you another one.
- You know, I hit my limit.

But thanks, man. I appreciate it.

Hey, you know what?
Next time, the round's on me.

- All right.
- All right.

JUAN: That was a wonderfully
cryptic text you sent me.

What's up?

I was assigned to investigate Paul Briggs

because you think he's skimming
heroin and selling it for profit.

We suspect that, yeah.

Well, after the torpedo, I followed him,

because we thought he was
gonna steal some of the drugs.

He went to a Narconon meeting.

All the weird behavior, the skimming,
I think he's just trying to stay functional.

- So he's currently using?
- I don't know.

But he's fighting it.

Paul Briggs is not a criminal.
He deserves our help.

I want you to help me get it for him.

- Mike, he chose to do heroin.
- He didn't do this to himself.

What, did he fall on the needle every day?

A couple years back, Caza grabbed him.

They tortured him and made him a junkie.

Then, they just opened the door
and let him walk out.

Big middle finger to the Bureau.

- That's a hell of a story. You believe him?
- I do.

Paul Briggs is a good agent.

No, you know,
Paul Briggs is a great agent.

He's put away more guys in a year
than people do in their entire careers.

This guy saved my life.

He deserves our help.

Then we'll help him.

- We will?
- Write it up.

- Just like that?
- Just like that.

Thank you.

And if this...

I mean, if my investigation
into Briggs is done?

Well, when it's done,
you head back to the East Coast.

- Levi!
- Hey.

Should I worry about
you killing us all in our sleep?

Long story.

I heard it's time for you to
break up with your girl.

Yeah.

I didn't realize you
listened to that kind of stuff.

My ears are always open,
even if it doesn't look like I'm listening.

Well, what's your advice, huh?
Should I tell her I'm married?

Should I just string her along
until she gives up?

Stay with her.

What about the house?

It's funny.

Everyone sees Graceland
differently, you know?

Like Briggs, it's his castle.
Charlie, it's her family.

What about you?

It's just a damn house.

I hear that.

If you like her,

you don't let four walls
get in the way of that.

This girl finds out what I do,
these four walls could be in jeopardy.

So you don't let her find out.

You're a smart man, Agent Warren.
You'll find a way.

Just remember, man,
you won't be living here forever.

They had my phone at lost and found.

Someone must've spilled
something on it, though.

The thing is ruined.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure you lost
a lot of memories on there.

Guess I need to make some new ones then.

Yeah, got to get in as many as possible
before you go back east, right?

Yeah, I guess so.

Are you excited to get back to your life?

- What are you doing?
- What do you mean?

You've been real weird
ever since I took that photo of us,

and now you're talking about
when I'm leaving.

If you want to break up
with me, just say it.

I'm not breaking up with you.

I get it.

Summer will be over soon,
and it's just easier...

I might be going back myself.

What?

I moved out here for a specific
assignment with the airlines,

and it looks like

that assignment might be
wrapping itself up.

So thank you,

as nice as it was for you
to give me such a free pass.

Uh, you're very welcome for that.

I kind of want to do the opposite.

Me, too.

- I freakin' hate it when he does that.
- MIKE: I know.

Well, that's probably why he does it.

- JOHNNY: Hey, Mikey.
- MIKE: Hmm?

- I've been thinking about you and Abby.
- MIKE: (ON RADIO) Yeah?

PAIGE: (ON RADIO) Careful, Johnny.
It's called a devvl's threesome for a reason.

Wait, we got Bello.

Hey.

Any sign of our friend?

I think he's just waiting
to make sure we're alone.

What do you think about Odin,
fashionably late?

- JOHNNY: If I'm him, I'm already there.
- So, he could be...

We could be looking right at him.

Or her. Can't rule anybody out.

Except maybe this dude, right?
(LAUGHING)

Yo, but, if it was me, I'd put myself
right in the corner of the pier.

That way I don't have to look behind me,
and I can see the entire area.

Come on, for real?
"'Bring Your Daughter To Work Day?"'

What's your bet?

The fat guy,

'cause he wants you to thvnk vt avn't hvm.

I'm taking the guy with the goatee.

You sexist.

Charlie wants 20
on the guy in the Hawaiian shirt.

JOHNNY: She's got a better angle
than us. That's not even fair.

BELLO: You clavm to be a man
who can get anythvng.

- Hey, we got a problem.
- BRIGGS: You know me, I am...

- MIKE: What's wrong with the signal?
- JOHNNY: His watch is cutting in and out.

So tell me, Paul.

Why were you not able to deliver Odin?

Who says I wasn't?

- This is from Odin?
- It is.

Consider it a show of good faith.

He wants me to go against
the Caza, a dangerous move.

He wants me to do it through a middleman.

He...

You have to understand his position.

He has to understand mine.

He should give this to me himself.

He is.

What do you mean?

I mean Odin is delivering
it to you, in person.

- You are Odin Rossi?
- Always have been.

Okay, Briggs is on the move.
Did he see Odin?

I got nothing.

Okay, Charlie, we're going to
need you to make an approach,

see if you can get ears on him.

- God, I should be out there.
- No, Bello told you not to come.

- He sees you, it's blown.
- Charlie's got this.

Why all the games?

Well, you said it yourself.
Caza's dangerous.

How can they kill a man who doesn't exist?

But a man that doesn't exist
still needs distribution.

Ah, yes, and from
everything Mike tells me,

you're a man whose word
can definitely be trusted.

- Does Mike know?
- No, he doesn't need to.

The only ones who know are you and me.

If that changes, I walk.

Where'd they go?
Help me out.

MIKE: All rvght, Charlve,
we got 'em. We got 'em.

They're rvght at your 3 o'clock,
about 100 yards.

- JOHNNY: No.
- No, your 4 o'clock now.

If I agree, how much
product can you get me?

I could maintain your current
levels at 85% of the cost,

assuming we keep my little secret
about who I am, of course.

We have a deal.

Then, I guess the less we're
seen together the better, right?

Agreed.

- Where's Bello?
- Gone.

How much?

- Odin?
- No show.

Bello wouldn't wait around any longer.
I tried to stall as long as I could.

You guys didn't hear it?

- The watch went dead.
- You got to be kidding me.

Trust me, you didn't miss much.
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