Hemlock Grove (2013–2015): Season 3, Episode 1 - A Place to Fall - full transcript

The search for Miranda and Nadia digs into Spivak's past. Roman has an encounter with a mysterious stranger. Andreas and Destiny plan their future.

I'm glad you decided
to come, Maggie-Sue.
The road's a lonely place.
And the wife
isn't much of a traveller.
The wife isn't a lot of things.
Oh, it's nothing to be
afraid of.
It's just a part of
plain ol' everyday lovemaking.
I remember when the president
said it wasn't even sex, really,
more like a form of greeting,
a...
..show of affection
between friends.
Sonofabitch! Jesus! Fuck!
Oh, fuck, oh, fuck,
oh, fuck, oh, fuck.
Shit. Shit!
It's OK.
D...d...don't try and move.
I'm going to call for help.
Ugh!
Our Father,
who does art in heaven,
deliver me from evil, with
liberty and justice for all...
The idea is that
like attracts like.
That's why it's called
the law of attraction.
Just focus on...
focus on positive things
and you'll end up
with positive results.
Focus on the negative and you'll
end up with more of the same.
My recent illness, for instance,
or this shithole I'm living in,
direct manifestation
of negative thought.
Thankfully, I've put
that awful disease behind me.
Soon, this dreary dump
will be a thing of the past.
But I am grateful for all of it.
Wake-up calls, really,
to get me to change
my doom-and-gloom outlook
and step into the light
of my own joyous prosperity.
That's the promise
I make myself.
You of all people know I live up
to the promises I make.
I want to thank you, Michael.
Without your encouragement,
Norman might never have shown
his true colours.
A whining, pathetic man.
Angry and empty...
Still, I drew his negativity
to me, I suppose.
Law of attraction.
You see how it works, Michael?
You willed bad things for me,
but you only brought on
bad things for yourself.
Just like that
little sister of yours.
Oh, I have a house guest coming,
so it's time for you to go now.
Bon voyage, as they say.
Must've hurt like a motherfucker.
For a second I thought
you really were dead.
You have to commit
if you want to sell it.
You've got some giant balls
taking a hit like that.
The Rumanceks are world-renowned
for their testicular girth.
A thousand thankyous
for what you did.
Yeah, well, you saved my life.
Anyways, it was great being out
with you guys - full moon.
It felt good.
- As well it should.
- Alright, cheers, boys.
- These are your people.
You're one of us. -Cheers.
Seeing as how this worked out
so well,
I've got something else
in the pipeline that...
No. I can't.
Miranda and Nadia
are still out there.
Understood. Don't mean to push.
I totally get it.
You're sure that no cops
are gonna look for this truck?
Not in a million years.
That is the beauty
of thieving from thieves.
50 crates
at 200 pounds per.
Flip it cheap to move it fast.
So, conservatively,
we're looking at right around
1.2 million and change.
You fellas did good.
Well, he was the brains
behind the whole thing.
But you, Peter,
were a rock star.
I'll store it here
while you work a deal.
You're reaching out
to our regular buyers?
I've got it handled.
- Did you see her?
- Briefly.
I try to talk to her
as often as I can, but...
..she moves around so much.
Sometimes I think
things are harder for her
over in the old country
than she lets on.
- How did she look?
- Peter, listen to me.
Your mother is well.
She misses you,
but she's surrounded by family -
people who love her too.
She told me to give you this.
Said you were expecting it.
Mmm.
This belonged to my grandmother.
Thank you. I know you went to
a lot of trouble.
Trouble
is what our people live for.
You...you OK, bro?
Yeah.
Lynda approves.
And so do I.
Now you have permission
to ask my cousin to marry you.
OK.
I will make her a queen.
You better treat her right
or I'll fucking kill you.
- Welcome to the family.
- Oh.
I'm getting...
..absolutely nothing.
All we can do is keep trying.
I had a case
out in LA once.
Wife went missing,
suspected homicide,
and the family brought in
a clairvoyant.
Never did find the woman, but,
man, I tell you that psychic -
mad skills
locating the client's wallet.
Mm-hm.
I have a special gift
for divining assholes.
Far be it for me
to cast aspersions,
but when you're trafficking
in the realm of the unseen,
there are those who might want
to take advantage -
grifters and so forth.
Present company excepted,
of course.
- I gotta go.
- Alright. Thanks, Dee.
Mm-hm.
OK, smart guy, what do you got?
Transcripts of my interviews
with every patient
in Spivak's practice.
Unremarkable for
anything out of the ordinary.
Travelled the world a little bit
doing pro bono medical stuff.
Was not banging his nurse.
A better man than I am.
Real dime piece.
What else?
Spivak got his medical degree
at Leipzig University
in Germany, studied immunology
at the University of Maine...
- He's German?
- Beats me.
I traced him as far back
as med school. Dead-ends there.
- What about Miranda's family?
- Father is deceased.
Tracked down the mother
in Provo, Utah.
Hadn't spoken to her daughter
in 10 years.
Contacted every morgue
and hospital
up and down the east coast.
No Jane Does matching the
description. Same with the baby.
Basically, you show up
empty-handed
expecting to get paid.
I put in the hours, I get paid.
That's how it works.
Sounds like a grift to me.
Hmm.
You care so much about these
folks, gotta ask, why me?
Why not go to the police?
Police get involved,
things get public.
And you're looking to be
discreet. I understand.
But this baby you got me
searching for,
there's no birth certificate.
Technically speaking,
it hasn't been born.
People hire me to find shit out,
mostly where's the money,
who's fucking who, so forth.
What is it that you're not
telling me about this kid?
This girl?
I gotta know.
Otherwise I can't do my job.
This is
all the information you need.
Keep digging on Spivak.
I expect results.
Dr Pryce.
- There's an anomaly.
- Anomaly tells me nothing.
But it would be an anomaly,
I suppose,
if you actually communicated
meaningful information.
The specimen is experiencing
an excessive amount
of chromosomal deletion,
which is causing it to...
I know what it causes.
Did you try the...the...
Blinsky, you know what I asked
you to do, the amniotic...
..the...the...the thing,
you know.
It had no effect.
Did you get any sleep
last night?
That's no concern of yours.
How did this happen?
I suspended the safety
protocols, as you asked,
but the amount of growth hormone
required...
Creeping mother of Jesus!
What are you trying to say?
We should dispose of
the specimen and start over.
Give up, in other words.
I promoted you because I thought
you were a problem solver
and it turns out
you're just a gutless quitter.
- Dr Pryce...
- What?!
..your meeting started
20 minutes ago.
My meeting? Wh...what meeting?
The one I reminded you about
an hour ago.
Right. Fix it.
We need to make this jury
understand
that there's absolutely
no correlation
between our product
and the deaths caused by liver
failure their lawsuit alleges.
Apologies. Urgent matter.
Continue.
To do that, we need to take
a long, hard look
at who these so-called
victims actually are.
You look like shit.
You've inherited
your mother's charm.
Fuck you.
What have you found out?
- We're in the process. -I assume
that's code for nothing.
You promised me
you'd have answers.
And I will. It just takes
a little patience.
Gentlemen,
if there's anything
that you don't understand,
perhaps you've missed,
I can help you through...
Spare me the hand job, Gans.
This poor people's march
will save the company 100 mil,
well and good, but I...
I...
That is to say, I...
Get out.
I said, "Get out."
Go. Leave us alone.
You really need to dial back on
the caffeine there, buddy boy.
I'm nearly done
mapping the genome
from the skin sample we found
in Spivak's office.
How long does it take?
It's been six weeks.
- I thought you were a fucking genius.
- I am a fucking genius.
It took 13 years to map
the human genome.
- And I'm getting close...
- I want my kid back.
- Roman, I'm trying to help you.
- I know.
I'm almost out of nutrient.
There'll be a new batch ready
this afternoon.
I have to get your sister ready.
I swear, if this fucking hearing
goes sideways, I'm gonna...
We have to let this play out.
I hate lorazepam.
Makes me feel like my brain's
made out of chewing gum.
It will help you relax.
There we go.
Big day today.
It's really been six weeks?
That's the nature
of psychotic departures.
You were overwhelmed
by traumatic events,
your mind disconnected.
I was afraid
you wouldn't come back.
The last thing I remember
was Prycilla.
So much blood.
When that picture comes
in your mind, turn the channel
until you find
something far less painful.
The meds will help you do that.
What did you do with her body?
Shelley, it's better
if you don't...
Tell me.
She was laid to rest.
Under a beautiful oak
overlooking the river.
My reading tree.
Do I have to go back
to live with her?
Roman is doing his best
to see that that doesn't happen.
Can't I just stay here?
Nothing would make me happier,
but the courts
would never allow it.
- I'm afraid, Uncle Johann.
- No. Don't be.
Your brother and I will be
with you every step of the way,
whatever happens.
And these will help you
keep those fears in check.
It's my understanding
that due to the lack
of credible evidence,
the people wish to drop
all charges against Ms Godfrey?
- We do, Your Honour.
- So ordered.
And as to the challenge
of guardianship
filed by Roman Godfrey,
the court has found it
without merit.
Young lady, would you
approach the bench, please?
Ms Godfrey, I'm releasing you
into your mother's care.
Do you understand
what I'm telling you?
Yes, ma'am.
I should warn you that
even a legal finding of fact
won't make your troubles
disappear.
And due to the notoriety
of this case,
there may be individuals
who harbour anger towards you.
However misguided, it is real
and potentially dangerous.
I wish you the best of luck.
You're free to go.
- Thank you. Come on, sweety.
- We need to talk. Now.
Don't think I don't know
what your act is all about.
You can't wait to get
your hands on her trust fund.
Oh, Roman, this negativity,
it's not good for your health...
How long do you think
she's gonna stay with you
when she finds out
you murdered Norman, huh?
I have no idea
what you're talking about...
- Fuck you!
- Roman, calm down.
Your sister's mental state
is extremely fragile.
Any trauma could induce
a severe conversion reaction.
What does that even mean?
If she goes over the edge again,
we may never get her back.
I missed you so much.
You know I love you, right?
She's not your jailer
and this isn't forever.
I'm only a phone call away.
I'll make this right, I promise.
Let's go home.
Animal!
Pay no attention.
Do we come clean and tell
this Sherlock homeboy what's up?
You mean, that our missing baby
with telekinetic powers
was taken by a flying reptoid
with a 30-foot wingspan
who had been masquerading around
town as the family doctor?
Or do we start slow
and whisper in his ear
that he's been living in a world
of upirs and vargulfs the whole
time and he didn't even know it?
Oh, but I'd leave out
the spontaneous freak lactation.
That's too unbelievable.
Even if we're just spinning
our wheels with this guy,
we can't just not do anything.
What if we never find them?
What if they're dead?
Don't go there.
We can't think like that.
I'm sorry.
Tell me some good news.
Destiny and Andreas
are getting hitched.
- Shit.
- Shit.
Feels right.
Do you mind if I crash
at your place for a while?
- Give the lovebirds some space?
- Mi casa and shit.
Don't wait around for me.
Hey.
It's not Versailles,
but it's clean...relatively.
And it's temporary.
We need to get you
one of those pill organisers
with the days of the week on it.
It doesn't matter where we stay.
It's just a place to sleep.
Oh, that's very understanding
of you, dear,
but once we get our finances
sorted out,
we'll find the perfect spot
where we can be comfortable,
just like before.
And this one
is to help you sleep.
Makes me dizzy.
Oh, you can't be dizzy
when you're asleep.
I have a surprise for you.
I don't like dresses.
They're just not me.
Don't be silly.
I mean, you used to wear them
all the time.
You'd look so pretty in this.
Why do you hate Roman?
I don't hate anyone, dear,
certainly not your brother.
It's just that
he is a very angry young man
who goes around
blaming everyone else
for the unhappiness in his life.
He blames me especially.
The life he's building
for himself
has made him miserable
and alone.
And I will not allow him
to poison you.
You don't understand him
like I do.
Oh, Shelley, dear,
you are such a good
and pure person
not to think badly of him,
but I will do everything in my power
to protect you from him.
It's just us girls now,
so we need to look out for each other.
There's nothing to worry about,
darling.
Mother's here.
Now, release the abs
and let them flow like water.
And now we're going to sway
from side to side.
And side to side, side to side.
Yeah, that's it.
Side to side, side to side.
Side...
What are you doing here?
"A moment of happiness,
you and I..."
"..sitting on the veranda.
"Apparently two,
but one in soul.
"We feel the flowing water
of life here, you and I.
"With the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
"The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
"what it is to be
a thin crescent moon.
"You and I unselfed
will be together,
"indifferent
to idle speculation.
- "You and I..."
- What are you doing?
"..in one form upon this earth
"and in another form
in a timeless, sweet land."
Destiny Rumancek...
..will you be my wife?
Yes.
Yes!
Hello, Johann.
- How did you get in here?
- Have you lost a little weight?
I'm calling security.
Are you OK?
You don't look at all well.
Trevor.
I'll have you turned over
to the police,
- prosecuted for trespassing.
- Oh, stop being so petty.
You destroyed my life's work.
Nearly killed Shelley
in the process. Trevor!
I was very angry with you,
but I would like us to find
a way to move past that.
- You are the most shameless...
- Doctor, there are agents.
Where have you been? There's
an intruder in my office.
- They have a warrant. -What in
Christ are you yammering about?!
Federal agents are downstairs
with a search warrant.
I told them everything, Johann.
No. No.
No, no, no...
Carthago delenda est.
Real world. This is not a drill.
Download all files.
Those coded 'Gatekeeper 47'
load to external drives,
then wipe the system.
I'm sorry.
The London stage
was my everything.
Movies, no interest.
And God save us all from that
vicious lie called California.
Oh, there you are.
Where did you run off to?
Hello.
Agents Morgan and Clay,
Dr Johann Pryce,
one of the greatest
research minds
of this or any other generation.
A national treasure.
Too generous.
How can I help you?
We have a warrant
to conduct a forensic audit.
Financial records?
Office of Information
and Regulatory Affairs.
We're investigating a report
of alleged noncompliance
with federally funded
clinical trials
for a medication manufactured
by Godfrey Industries.
What sort of noncompliance?
Paperwork Reduction Act.
I'm sure I have no idea
what you're talking about.
Patients in the study are
required to fill out this form.
There is supposed to be
a control number
in the upper left-hand corner
of the document.
As mandated by statute
and OMB directive 15.
There's no such control number
in evidence on your form.
You could be looking
at sanctions.
As well as
an official reprimand.
Oh, dear.
You had the ability to cure my
cancer, you denied me treatment.
Did you really think
there wouldn't be consequences?
You have no idea of the
destruction you've just caused.
You were the one who reacted
like a hysterical drag queen.
Decades of research,
aeons of study and analysis.
You brought this on yourself.
What happened downstairs
was a warning shot.
All it took was a phone call.
Betray me again,
I'll let the whole world know
what a twisted little prick
you really are.
What will your legacy be
when I expose the atrocities
that are being committed here
on a daily basis?
I have my own secrets
to tell, Olivia, dear.
Take your best shot, Johann.
I need you to help me
find my granddaughter.
What's in it for me?
I help you find Spivak.
He's yours.
Study him, dissect him,
write a paper,
ride that flying lizard man
or whatever the hell he is
to fame, fortune
and your place in history.
Just bear in mind,
whatever information
I provide you stays entre nous.
If I agree to do this, promise
me no harm will come to Shelley.
- Johann, honestly.
- I know what you're capable of.
Would you stop talking nonsense?
She's my own flesh and blood.
Yes, I know,
which is why I need your word.
Fine.
Oh, uh, one more thing.
If, by chance, you envision
something unfortunate
happening to me,
everything I know about you
goes immediately
to the authorities.
Play nice.
What are you thirsting for?
Looking for someone.
Here I was worried
I'd be replaced by a dating app.
She was in here last night -
dark eyes, black hair,
beautiful.
What time exactly
did you see this vision?
Depending on how late
and how much you were drinking,
it gives me an idea of what type
of beautiful we're talking.
Seriously beautiful.
You're not some type of
douchebag ex, are you?
If I was an ex, don't you think
I'd know her name?
You'd be surprised.
Ramos Fizz
with a shake of nutmeg.
She's been coming here
the past few nights.
Catch a name?
Drinks I remember.
Come tonight,
maybe you'll get lucky.
- You're early.
- Would you please put that out?
I don't know how anyone
can live with such a vile habit.
You're lucky you don't have
an addictive personality.
What do you have for me?
Copies of everything
I turned over to the client.
- Anything useful?
- Not really.
Background on Spivak
that dead-ends.
- Anything new on the girl?
- Nothing that gets us anywhere.
You were right about one thing.
Soon as I mentioned that baby,
he started twitching big-time.
Wanted to shut it down
real quick.
I know my son.
I just didn't realise
how cheap he is.
There's something
they're not telling me.
Seems straightforward enough.
Middle-aged doctor
swings with his chippy
and takes my son's love child
with them.
The dish ran away
with the spoon.
Simple enough.
Only I want my grandkid back and
I need you to make that happen.
Anything I come up with,
you'll be the first to know.
Did Roman ask after me?
Your name didn't come up.
How'd things work out
on that other matter?
It was dreamy.
Pryce would've shit his pants
if he wasn't such a tight ass.
- Were those real agents?
- Oh, hell, yeah.
So many government folks sitting
around looking to stay busy.
Just gotta know
the right number to call.
So it worked out?
- Perfectly. Thank you, Mr Ochoa.
- Isaac.
Keep my son close.
I don't want him getting to
that child before I do.
I'm real clear
on the assignment.
I was thinking about
grabbing a bite. Interested?
You have no idea
how tempting that sounds.
- Another time maybe.
- You got it.
Much as you can
from the cloud and...
Then tell the cloud
to make it not impossible.
Well, how 'bout this?
Godfrey Tech Support is fired.
Now you can all go look for work
at the Imbecile Bar.
What?
- Your lunch is here.
- Oh, excellent.
Uh, send in the delivery man,
and, um, hold all my calls.
Come in. Come in.
- Souvlaki you order?
- Yes.
- $17.50.
- What an engaging accent.
Do you mind if I ask
where you're from?
- Athens. $17...
- Oh, I should have guessed.
So musical, so Hellenic.
My mother makes the finest.
Lots of olives and garlic
and just the right amount
of rosemary to make you weep.
Not like this pig I work for
now. His food is garbage.
Tastes like it comes
from a dog's...
Positron emission tomography
engaged.
Initiate upload
from digital substrate.
Neural pathways
have been charted.
Begin transfer.
Process complete.
Beta waves are stable.
It appears I've
achieved a successful transfer
to a sentient host.
Remarkable.
How long have we been warehoused
on the hard drive?
- Several weeks.
- What's it like in cyberspace?
Like nothing. A black void.
No form, no stimuli of any sort.
Death digitised, I suppose.
Fascinating.
I have body odour.
What this proves is that
consciousness is fungible...
What have we found out
about the Spivak life form?
Well, I'm still in the process
of mapping.
Tell me we've determined at
least what genus it belongs to.
There are still a certain number
of variables to be corrected.
Good God, man!
What the hell have
we been doing for six weeks?
Why is this not solved?
We are perhaps
the only scientists alive
to have witnessed
this phenomenon
and what do we have to show
for it?
I've isolated 247 base paired
linear polymer nucleotides
stranded by phosphodiester
linkages at position five.
Anomalous trace purine
indicates...
The hideout of a second-rate
mind is behind a wall of data.
We viewed the specimen at
a distance of 53.5m 42 days ago,
during which intervals
we also jerked off 83 times.
The other hideout
of a second-rate mind.
- Chronic masturbation.
- I am trying my best!
By scarfing speed to paper over
your minuscule attention span.
I suppose I should have
expected as much.
After all, you continue to
make us skulk in darkness
like some gay rat
hiding who and what we are.
Johann, we won't find emotional
connection in a men's room
or true love at a rest stop.
- We both know...
- Shut your fucking mouth!
You're pathetic.
We need to own our truth.
Live it. Be it.
Mac...nam... They all laughed
at a clown's tiny...
- What's wrong?
- Consciousness overlay.
Penis, mac...is being rejected.
- Shut it down.
- Pathetic. Mac...nam...
Fish usage. Three, two...
Mother. Penis is being rejected.
Not a fucking word.
You need to eat.
Uh, the marble floors
in the master bathroom,
uh, are they heated?
Oh, well, that's unfortunate.
Thank you. Yes.
No, we'll keep looking.
Steak is rich in iron, we all
need iron to stay healthy.
I want to talk to Uncle Norman.
We went over this before, honey.
Your Uncle Norman
is travelling abroad
and we don't think
he's coming back.
- Did he tell you that?
- He didn't have to.
I could see it in his eyes.
He wouldn't just leave
without letting me know.
He would've called.
He was so worried about you.
Those hateful things
people accused you of,
they hurt him so very badly,
Shelley.
They hurt all of us,
but Norman...
All the more reason
he wouldn't abandon me,
just disappear like this.
I know how much it hurts.
He left me too, you know.
I lie in bed at night
wondering why.
But men leave.
That's what they do.
If you can find it in your
heart, try to forgive him.
I'm not there yet,
but, um, at the very least
I don't blame him.
He just wasn't strong
like you and me.
It's time for your medication.
OK.
Hi. Remember me?
I sucked your cock last night
before you ditched me.
Oh, yeah. See, I had a situation...
Cheers, asshole.
Shame. You made a cute couple.
It wasn't meant to be.
Ramos Fizz, shake of nutmeg
for the lady.
I'll take another two fingers,
neat.
Seems like you made it
your business
to find out my drink of choice.
You wouldn't be stalking me?
You say that like
it's a bad thing.
- I'm Roman.
- Godfrey. I know.
Is that a plus or a minus?
Haven't decided.
So, where are you from?
Guess.
- Heaven.
- You can do better than that.
I know.
I just don't usually have to.
Are you really going to
answer that?
I'll just be a second.
What are you doing
about getting me that nutrient?
No, unacceptable.
I'm coming over.
Figure this out by the time
I get there.
There's a guy out there
somewhere
who's already sick of her.
It's not like making
chicken pot pie.
The biologics were specifically
engineered to satiate
upir nutritional
and metabolic needs.
And they've all been destroyed.
You have your mother to thank
for that.
How long?
If I had a team working
around the clock,
a month at the earliest.
Is that a joke?
How am I supposed to feed?
For the time being,
I suggest the old-fashioned way.
Try not to leave any messes.
How are you feeling?
Like fat man
shit in my head.
What happened?
Well, you fainted,
but everything's fine now.
Why it's night?
Oh, you've been out
for quite a while.
I recommend you see
your physician
and have him test you
for narcolepsy.
Is there something
you want to tell me?
Most folks start with
how long it's been
since their last confession.
I'm not here for that.
Then why are you here?
I just needed a sounding board.
I've already been to a bar
and my favourite hooker is down
with a case of the clap, so...
I'm the next best thing.
Something like that, yeah.
I'm about to do things
I don't want to.
God gave you free will.
You have a choice.
God?
Yeah.
As far as choice,
I don't get one.
Sooner or later
I'm going to have to give in.
It's gonna be ugly
and I'll have to live with it.
Not that it matters, but I
assume you're not of the faith.
You could tell?
But you do seem to be
carrying guilt.
I'm guessing
the reason you're here,
even though
you're a nonbeliever, is because
you're hoping for some kind of
pre-emptive absolution
for the sins
you're about to commit.
It doesn't work like that.
Why not?
I'm sorry. I can't help you.
No-one can.
You're not going to go
all bridezilla on me, are you?
You kidding? I am easy-peasy.
But it is the most important day
of my life.
Any girl's, really,
so I want it to be right.
Of course.
The flower arrangements
need to have
six 12-inch white Macedonian
roses - one red, three yellow.
The reception is going to be
a five-course meal,
sit-down for 300
with place cards.
- I hate open seating.
- 300...
And we're going to write
all of our own vows, of course.
How soon can you get yours
to me?
Because I need to have it
carved into granite
for a wall plaque
to put over the fireplace
just as a reminder of all the
promises that you made to me.
I'm just fucking with you.
You looked like
you were going to cry.
I was.
No, honestly, all I ask
is that you wear a suit.
I want to see what you look like
dressed up, just once.
I think I can accommodate you
on that.
And kids. I want kids.
We'll live in a beautiful house
by the ocean.
Maybe have another getaway
in the mountains.
And a couple Ducatis, of course.
OK, if we're going to live large
and support a family,
you're going to need to step up
your game.
I already have.
What are you doing?
Uh, just giving you guys
some space.
- Roman's got room, so...
- No way.
Just because I'm engaged doesn't
mean you have to move out.
You need to make your own life.
It's time for you to be happy.
You deserve it.
So do you.
He does make you happy, right?
Yeah.
Good.
You know...
..wherever I am,
you'll always be welcome.
Ride or die, cuz.
Ride or die.
My other favourite Rumancek.
Oh, no.
Negative on the naked man hugs.
We're family now. It's fine.
Come on.
OK.
Hey, can you give me a ride
to the warehouse?
I need to see my uncle,
bike's in the shop.
Fine, just put some pants on,
for God's sakes.
OK.
In all the excitement I forgot
to ask, how'd it go with the PI?
Any news about Miranda?
When I hear something,
I'll let you know.
It's just frustrating, you know.
Yeah. I get it.
So I found some new buyers.
They're willing to pay 1.7.
You're shitting me!
My brother,
I shit you not.
And the best part,
you and I are going to get
200,000 off the top.
So...we're running game
on our own people?
It's a finder's fee.
We'll all be splitting
1.5 million instead of 1.2.
I brokered the deal.
No-one knows the difference.
- Everyone wins.
- So who are the buyers?
An organisation
out of Pottstown.
The Croatians are the only ones
who operate out of there.
Shit.
Andreas, you cannot fuck
with those people.
If anything goes sideways, they
will ass-rape us with ice picks.
I've got it handled.
You do want your future nieces
and nephews
to go to private school,
don't you?
You gotta trust me.
I'm the guy who saved your life,
remember?
I swear to God, Andreas,
if anything goes...
- I could kiss you on the mouth right...
- Don't!
You do know you've got intimacy
issues, right?
You! What the fuck was that?
Don't!
Who are you?
My name is Annie...
..and I am just like you.
♪ I have to have you
♪ I've got it bad
♪ If I can't have you
♪ Then no-one can
♪ I've got a desperate heart
♪ I don't know if this is love
♪ But I have to have you. ♪