Las Vegas (2003–2008): Season 2, Episode 19 - One Nation, Under Surveillance - full transcript

Nevada state Senator Billy Cole, relatively happily married son of the state's U.S. Senator and a Marines mate of Danny McCoy whose life he once saved, is received like royalty, but shows Danny photos of a maid kissing him, made to blackmail him out of political life. Dan finds the non-casino maid suspicious on surveillance videos and brings in help, but after a CD is delivered which the pictures came from, digital enhancement shows it's a 16 year-old, Mindi Distassi; even her parents lost contact three months ago, but a single call back-number is enough to follow the trace, and get surprising answers... Ed Deline is shown photos suggesting Sam Marquez may have contacts with a drug cartel, so he tails her personally when she brings a brown bag to a ghetto family... After decades of 'boring' living safely, actuary Dan 'Flamin' Clayman has sold all his possessions on e-bay and is now staking the full $180,000 at the Montecito roulette, big publicity but if he loses the casino will look ruthless, however he even has a manager, Sandy Schultz, who sets up deals greedily...

Excuse me, folks. Excuse us.

Senator, I'm Ed Deline.
Welcome to Montecito.

Thank you.
Call me Billy, please.

I hear people say
"Senator Cole," I start
looking around for my father.

This is a lot of fuss
over local politics.

I mean, what is this guy,
a state senator? Who cares?

Are you kidding? His father is
the senior US senator
for the state of Nevada...

and has been
my whole life.

Around here,
the Cole family,
they're beloved.

Political royalty.
Kennedys in cowboy boots.

Southwestern aristocracy.



And he's totally hot.

- What's up?
- Oh, nothing.

He's coming over.

Captain.
Lieutenant.

How are you?
Good.

Good to see you.
Good to see you.

I guess I should be
calling you Senator now?

Yeah. So, long time.
How you been, Danny?

Good. You?
Good. Yeah.

I'm in town giving a speech,
and I got this
listening tour...

for the police departments
across the state.

Senator, we should
get back to the press.

Good to see you.
Good to see you.

Drop by the suite later,
we'll catch up.
Okay.



You know Billy Cole?

Yeah, we served
in the Corps together.

Look at you.

Okay, I'll check.

Guys.

I just got a call. Some guy
wants to bet $180,000
on roulette.

One spin, red or black.

So, one spin for $180,000?
Yeah, we'll take the bet.

Mike, would you please
make sure that the Senator
and his people...

are very well
taken care of, okay?

I'm all over it, boss.

Is there something going on
between you two
that I should know?

No.
No.

Mike? You were going this way.

Right.

Anna. Sorry to
keep you waiting.

No problem.
Have a seat.

So, you have any trouble
following her?
No.

What do you got?

Last few weeks,
Sam leaves the Montecito...

goes to north Las Vegas,
to the projects.

Yeah, and?
Maybe it's nothing, but...

But what?

The area is known
for its major drug activity.

And knowing of your
previous concerns
of Ms. Marquez' involvement...

with the Ju?rez cartel,
I just...

Listen, I'll tell you what,
Anna, I'll take it from here.

Thanks for coming,
I'll speak to you
real soon, okay?

Sure.
Thanks.

##

So much media attention
so early in his career,
must be crazy.

I'm sure he's used to it
by now. Guy grew up
in front of the camera.

I think he actually
handles it pretty well.
Yeah.

You know him. You think
what people say is true?

You think Billy Cole
will be President someday?

Could be.

I mean, he's certainly
been raised for it.

I can't believe you
served together.

But you gotta wonder
what a guy like Cole would be
doing in the Marines...

besides sort of
padding his r?sum?.

I mean, like he was already
running for President
way back then.

Look, the guy's
dedicated his life
to public service.

In my book, that's
a good thing.

Look, I don't mean that...
Look...

Billy Cole has been
very good to me, okay?

In fact, he saved my ass
more than once.

Ness. Hon, I have to
ask you a question.
Ms. Holt?

I'm Dan. We spoke
on the phone.

The bet. $180,000 on one spin
of the roulette wheel.

I just wanted to say thanks.
You're welcome.

When I auctioned off
all my belongings on eBay...

I never thought
the hardest part
of my plan would be...

finding a casino
willing to take my wager.

Wait a second.
You auctioned off
all your belongings on eBay?

And you want to put it all
on one spin
of the roulette wheel?

You do realize that roulette
has the worst odds of any game
in the house?

I know.

Odds are my business,
Ms. Holt.

What do you do?

I'm an actuary. I use
statistical models
and probability...

to determine insurance rates.

And though the odds are
against you,
you're willing to...

Risk everything on this
long shot, yes,
because all my life...

I've taken the safe path...

the middle road.
And you know
what I've found out?

What's that?
It's boring.

If I have to live this safe,
average life for another
40 years, I'll die of boredom.

So for once, I'm gonna do
the opposite of
what the odds say.

I'm gonna risk everything,
and whatever the outcome...

at least I'll have had a real,
genuine thrill at least once.

Wow.

Luis, what are you up to?

I just met with Senator Cole.
Yeah?

You know he's working
on a bill...

to increase police presence
on Vegas streets by 20%?

Doing sort of a listening tour
with cops. He's a good guy.

Have you seen Danny anywhere?
I need to talk to him.

Try him on his cell.
I'll catch you later.
All right.

- Senator.
- Hi. Danny, come on in.

Wanna grab that beer?

Downstairs? With the press?
Forget it.

Besides, I've got a long night
of work ahead of me.
You know, the speech.

I thought you had people
to write them for you.

Yeah, but I like to
fine-tune everything myself.

So, how are Carol
and the kids?
Good.

The job keeps me away
from them a little too much,
but... Necessary sacrifice.

So, how did you end up
back in Vegas doing security?

Surveillance and security
at a multi-billion dollar
company.

Okay. Well, just...
Interesting choice.

I just figured a mind
like yours, capable of
so much...

No. I mean, I nominated you
for OCS because I saw that
exceptional promise.

Again, if there's anything
that I can do for you
in return...

No.

Congratulations
on the Silver Star.
You heard?

Yeah, through my father.

He's on the Senate
Intelligence Committee.

What you did over there,
Danny...

Proud of you.

- There he is. Go.
- Start rolling.

Excuse me.

Hey.

What is all this?
Have you seen the paper?

"- Man bets his life at Montecito"?
- Sucker born every minute.

eBay guy.

The Mirror piece was picked up
by the AP wire, and voila.

Overnight sensation.

All right, folks,
give us some room here,
please.

Thank you,
give us some room.

What I'm proposing is
a two-part television event,
following this Everyman.

Clayman.
No, "Everyman" is better.

Anyway, we follow him
as he "bets his life
at the Montecito."

Catchy title, huh?

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

Of course, we'll give you
a generous location fee...

for shooting in your pits,
close everything off.

Something in the neighborhood
of, say, $10,000?

"$10,000"?

You see that pit?
That generates five times that
in five minutes.

And you want
to shut down
my entire casino?

I don't think so. No, thanks.
Okay. Gavin assured me
himself.

Gavin Brunson?
Yeah. Your boss and I,
we go way back.

Way back? You're 12.

Gavin loves the idea,
assured me you'd
make it happen, so...

Why don't you give him a call?
Work it out. Meantime,
I have got locations to scout.

I don't think I'm liking this.
It's good publicity.

Maybe.
But I was thinking,
what if Clayman loses?

The Montecito'd look
pretty awful if we took
the poor bloke's life savings.

That is correct.

But maybe...

Okay, I got it. No, I will,
I'll do it. Okay, bye.

Gunther said he can't
meet you this morning.

Mr. Janklow's coming in
tonight. I have to go over
his entire menu...

with Gunther today.

He has serious food allergies.
Dead whales are bad.

Don't worry,
he said he can meet you
around 3:00.

No, that doesn't work for me.
If you have to meet Gunther...

3:00 is the only time
he can do it. I suggest you
re-schedule.

Oh, really?

I can't, because I have
something very important
to do.

You know what? I'll handle it.

Danny.

Billy?
Hey.

Is there someplace
we can talk?
Sure.

Alone.
Yeah, of course.

I need your help.

What is it?

I'm being blackmailed.

I swear to God,
somebody set me up.

Last night after you left,
I was in my suite
working on my speech...

and this girl
knocks on the door.
She's wearing...

a Montecito
housekeeping uniform.
She asks me if I want...

turndown service.

So I let her in,
I go back to work,
and the next thing I know...

she's got her dress off
and she's straddling me.

But your hands are
all over her here.
I was trying to push her off,
and I did.

And then I showed her
the door. Danny, somebody is
trying to set me up.

It's one hell
of a set-up, Billy.

The pictures were obviously
taken outside the window...

at 27 floors up.

Someone sent her in there
hoping I would take the bait.

So, what do you think
they want? Money?

No, they want me to drop out
of the next election!
Leave public life.

This is exactly
when they do it, you know?

The idea is to take out
the rising stars before they
make it to the national stage.

I never realized
that state politics was
so dirty.

My father's people warned me
about this kind of thing.

Okay, I'll check the footage
and see if we can ID her.

If we find her,
we can find whoever hired her.

Thank you.

And Danny, needless to say...
This is between us.

Offering Clayman the floor car
is a great idea, Ed.

Even if he loses, he wins.
And the Montecito looks
very magnanimous.

I guess you're right.

He seems like a good guy.
Sweet, unassuming.

Hey, Dan.

Dan Clayman, Ed Deline.
Mr. Deline is
President of Operations.

How you doing there, Dan?
Hello.

Well, first of all,
welcome to the Montecito,
and...

I want you to know we're gonna
try to make this
experience of yours...

as pleasant as possible.

So we're gonna offer you...

I'm gonna have
to interrupt you there,
my friend.

Any offers for Mr. Clayman
go through me.

And you might be...
I'm his agent, Sandy Schultz.

His agent?
So you have an offer
for my client?

Yeah.

In the event that
Mr. Clayman's spin
at the roulette wheel...

is unsuccessful...

we are prepared to
offer him... Let's call it
a consolation prize.

Which would have to be
kept confidential.

Obviously we don't want to
mess with the "prepared to
lose everything" concept.

What's the prize?
It's a vehicle.

What vehicle?
A brand-new station wagon.

Whoa, whoa.

This thing must be
on the fritz.

I thought I just heard you say
"station wagon."

Yes, I did.
All due respect,
we've already...

been contacted by four other
Strip hotels, all wanting
a piece of the action.

We got heat, baby, and if
you want a piece of this
Flamin' Clayman...

Dan, Sandy.
Just call me Dan, okay?

All I'm saying is, Dan Clayman
is worth more
to the Montecito...

than a station wagon, okay?

Okay.

Could you excuse us, Justin?

I checked the surveillance
footage, and there's
definitely something...

not right about this girl.

First of all, she entered
the front door of the hotel
wearing...

a Montecito
housekeeping uniform.
So?

A real employee
would never do that.

They would enter
through the employee entrance.

Plus she's obviously wise
to the surveillance cameras.

She was wearing dark glasses
and never allowed her face
to be photographed.

Boy, I knew politics
could be a dirty business...

but I did not think
my opponents would
stoop this low.

Can't wait to find out
who's behind this.

Without a positive ID
on the girl, I'm afraid
the surveillance footage...

is a dead end.

So we've got nothing?

I didn't say that.

Look, if you're serious
about finding whoever's
behind this...

there is somebody else
that I think we should
bring in.

Can I trust him?
I do.

That's good enough for me.
Okay.

This is them, hold on. Yeah.

So you tell people
when they're gonna die?

Even I know not to use that
as an opening line.

Could you maybe tell me?

Well, I'd need to know
some stuff about you first.

Yeah? Like what?

Where you grew up,
for starters.

Vegas girl, born and bred.
What else?

Well, there's
employment information.

Director of Special Events
right here at the Montecito.

Marital status?

Single.

Yeah, I was engaged
to this guy, Danny.

Actually, he works here
at the hotel.
Maybe you met him?

I don't think so.

We were best friends
all our lives.

And when we finally took
the next step...

I just wanted it to work
so badly...

I was, you know,
afraid that...

I was just afraid.

Look, Mary,
I've gotta be honest.

Without a detailed
actuarial questionnaire,
a family medical history...

I couldn't tell you
how long you've got.

Even then, it would be
just an estimate.
Sure.

But I can tell you this.

However long it might be...

don't lead your life
being afraid to take risks.

It took me a while,
but I finally figured out:

"Nothing ventured,
nothing gained."

But a Vegas girl like you
should know that
better than anyone.

I should, shouldn't I?

Do me a favor.
Sit in this chair,
the same as in the photos.

From this angle,
if we extrapolate...

the approximate distance...

from which
the photo was taken...

Photos had to have been taken
from right about here.

It's a nice place
for a stakeout.

You're going to some
great lengths
to help this guy, Danny.

I know what it's like to be
falsely accused
of sexual misconduct...

so if there's anything that
I can do to prove
this guy's innocence...

I'm gonna do it.

Definitely seems like you got
something to prove.

Not certain it's
Cole's innocence, though.
What's the story with you two?

I was fresh out of boot camp
when I first got deployed.

I was in a war zone.
I was scared, 18.

And Cole kind of took me
under his wing. Looked out
for me, made me a Marine.

He's a good guy, and he's done
a lot of good for the people
of this state.

I just wanna see
that work continue.

It's an admirable sentiment,
but you gotta admit...

those pictures look
pretty bad.

But if taken out of context,
who knows, right?

If we could just get
a complete picture of
what went on in that room...

maybe we could prove
that Cole's telling the truth.

Yeah, the facade
of the Montecito is reflective
by day.

And at night,
if the interior lights
aren't on.

And this building's
reflective, too, right?

Most in Vegas are.
Cuts down on
air conditioning costs.

You're thinking we can get
a reflected image of
what went on in Cole's suite.

I don't know, it's worth
a shot. Let's check
the surveillance footage.

No, you excuse me, Gavin.

Look, you hired me to
run this place, so I'm
either in charge or I'm not.

Now, if I am,
this has gotta be my call.

Good. Thank you. Okay.

Ed.
Yeah.

Listen, you have got
to let Clayman stay and spin.

I was just talking to him,
and his story,
it is so inspiring.

I mean, look at me,
look at my life.

I've always been too afraid
to make any changes.

Why do you think
I never left Vegas?

Did you see Sam?

It is because I have been
so scared to lose
what I already have.

That's why I broke it off
with Danny.

I was scared that if things
didn't work out, I'd lose him
as a friend, too.

But I never thought about
what might be gained,
you know?

And talking to Clayman
made me realize that life is
all about taking risks.

"Nothing ventured,
nothing gained."

You see Sam?
Yeah, you just missed her.

You might catch her
out in the employee
parking lot.

Did she say
where she was headed?

No, you know Sam,
never tells anybody anything.

See you.
It was nice talking to you.

Anything?

I pulled footage
from all our exterior
surveillance cameras...

including the roof,
plus got traffic camera
footage.

And?
I can't get the right angle.

It was a long shot, anyway.

All right, I'm gonna go
tell Cole we couldn't
help him.

Sam.

Hey. Hi.

I asked you to
come up to my office.
Yes. Did you need something?

I needed you to
come up to my office.
Where are you going?

Right.

Just this thing I have to
take care of.
What thing?

It's personal.

Why are you asking me
all these questions?

Is everything okay, Sam?
Yeah, I'm okay. Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.
Okay. I gotta go.

Hey, Greg, stop.
Let me borrow your car, okay?

The last time you did,
you wrecked it.

Get out. Come on.

All right.

Wait. Hang on.
What?

Real quick.

You plan on working today?
They're brand new.

Did you find anything?

No. The best we've got so far
is the hallway
surveillance footage...

of her arriving at 10:07,
leaving at 10:16.

Nine minutes isn't much time.

A lot can happen
in nine minutes. Danny,
you couldn't find anything?

No concrete leads.

What about
the maid's uniform?

You can't track it?
Pointless.

You can get one at any
uniform supply shop in town.

Look, if you
didn't do anything...

why don't you just
hold a press conference saying
that you've been set up?

Okay.

Between us...

the last thing I need to do is
shine a spotlight
on my personal life right now.

Carol and I...

With all the traveling that
both of us do...

I'm not gonna lie,
we've had some rough patches.

But these pictures,
this girl...
I did not do this.

Am I a saint? Lord, no.

But I've done a hell of a lot
of good for the people
of this state...

and I would hate to think that
something like this
would ruin that.

But thanks for trying.

Senator.
Yeah.

This came for you.

Thank you.

It looks to me like the photos
were digital stills
taken from a video.

I'm sorry, this footage isn't
any less ambiguous
than the photos were.

What do you mean?
I mean, he could be
pushing her away.

But he could be groping her.

I don't see how this tape
is gonna do anything
to exculpate him.

No? Check it out.

What?
We got a shot of her face.

Can you enhance this image?

Done.

And now all we gotta do
is cross-check with the DMV...

and we should have our girl.

Oh, no.
What?

She's 16.

Mindy Distassi.
She's 16 years old.

Damn it, Danny.
I mean, this...
It's despicable.

Yeah. But then
I got to thinking...

back in the day,
you always did kind of
like them young.

Come on, Danny, we were kids.
18 years old.

No, I was 18. You were 25.

We were young.
It was another life.

I'm a father now.
I have a daughter of my own.

You don't think I'm capable?

I swear on my children.

##

Yeah.
Hey, it's me.

You get it?
Yes.

Excellent.

What the hell is
going on here?
Who are you, man?

No! Jamal, he's okay.

Who's he?

That's my boss.

That's your boss?
Yeah.

You sure?
Oh, yeah.

He don't look like
I pictured him.

I thought he'd be bigger.

I'm her boss. Ed Deline,
President of the Montecito.

J.J. Floyd, seventh grade.

How you doing, J. J?

Look what Sam gave me
'cause I did so well
on my report card.

She says it's
positive reinforcement.
Positive what?

Positive reinforcement.
Right.

That means she'll only
pay the bill as long as I
keep getting "A's" and "B's."

See, it's just like hers.

So when I grow up
and become a casino host...

I can keep track of
all my contacts.

You want to be
one of my contacts?
Yeah, sure.

How do you spell "Deline"?

Sweetie, Jamal's gonna
show you how to
spell "Deline."

Just one second, all right?

What are you doing here?
What are you doing here?

None of your business.

It is my business.
She's my little sister.

Your little sister?
Yes, she's...

Not her real sister.

Her little sister, as in
the Big Brother
Big Sister program.

Jeez, don't you know anything?

No, apparently not.

Hi. I'm looking
for Mindy Distassi.

Join the club.

She doesn't live here?
Used to.

Haven't seen her
in about three months.

Are you her mother?
Afraid so.

Any idea where she might be?

She in trouble?
Well, I hope not.

I think that she's involved
with an escort service...

and might be in over her head.
I just wanted to help her out.

Called here about
three weeks ago.

She wouldn't say
where she was...

but I got that number
off caller ID.

Okay. Thank you.

Cindy? Dan McCoy.

How's my favorite
phone company employee?

Good. Yeah, actually
I do need a favor.

I've got a phone number.
I need an address.

Dan, wait till you see this.
Go ahead, show it
to him, honey.

That looks great.

Go ahead
with the licensing agreements.
Wait a minute.

I never approved these.
"Flamin' Clayman"?
I told you it sounds...

Stupid.

Is there a problem here?
No, no problem.

Then what the hell's with
the lights and cameras
and everything?

We don't have
an agreement as yet.

Gavin assured me we could
work things out.

We're thinking,
since the Montecito is
obviously profiting...

from my client's presence,
that the spin itself
should be no-risk.

So even if he loses,
he's not liable.

That right?
Yeah.

Dan, we could use you
over here.
Wait a minute.

Dan, we need you.

They need you. Danny,
this is important. Dan,
it's part of the deal!

Get your client back here,
please. This is not
a good time.

Thanks. That was
pretty rough out there.

Yeah. Sit down.

Like a drink?

Yeah. I think I could use one.

Okay. Good.

You know...

Mary told me a little about
why you're doing this.

Sit down.

I just wanted to say that...

wanting to experience
the thrill of risking it all,
well...

I think that's very brave.
You do?

Yes, I do.

On the other hand, though...

On the other hand, what?

It's not very brave
if there's nothing at stake
though, is it?

I mean, that's what
what's-his-name there, Sandy,
was trying to negotiate.

But he's just trying to
protect you, I guess.

He's not trying to protect me,
he's trying to protect
his commission.

We just met.

He doesn't know me,
or care about what I want.

What is it that you want?

I want what I came here for.
I wanna bet
everything I have...

on one spin
of the roulette wheel.

No safety nets,
no endorsement deals...

no consolation prizes.
I wanna risk it all.

Well, I think that
can be arranged.

And good luck.
Thank you.

Mindy Distassi?
Yeah, that's me.

We need to talk.

Buddy, whether you want to
talk or anything else...

the hourly rate is
still the same.

Who hired you to send Mindy
to Sen. Cole's...

I don't know!

Tell me, or I swear to God,
I'll kill you.

I'm serious, I don't know
who the guy was.

I got a phone call.
He asked for a young girl,
under 18.

I took the payment in cash
in the parking lot.

Convenience store on Flamingo.

So does this mean
you don't wanna do anything?

Yeah, I do wanna
do something.
Really?

Come on, I'm taking you
to your mother.

Dan.

I just wanted to say
good luck.
Thanks, Ed.

Red! Red!

Eight, black.

So here's the convenience
store parking lot.

Yeah, that's the guy,
right there. Zoom in
on that car.

Not with this type
of raw footage, these old
security cameras...

Zoom in on the car,
zoom in on the license plate.

I can't make it out.
Enhance it.

Run a filter or something.

Dude, I told you, I can't,
not with this... Wait.

Bingo.
Yeah.

We need to talk.
Yeah.

Listen.
About my little sister...

You know, I really think
it's great that
you're doing that.

Yeah. What you saw today,
I need you to
keep that to yourself.

I have an image to uphold.

I can do that.
I mean, I can
trust you, right?

Yeah, of course.
Yeah, so then why were you
following me?

Listen, it doesn't matter.

I can't keep looking
over my shoulder all the time.

I know.

I'm really very sorry, Sam.

I was wrong.

Yeah.

Yeah, you were wrong.

But you kind of gotta
keep this to yourself...

because I have an image
to uphold.

Justin.

You want to
explain to me why you're
blackmailing the Senator?

There must be
some kind of mistake.
No, no mistake.

We've got tape of him
paying off the girl's pimp.

Justin?

You think I don't know
what you've been doing?

It's my job to be unobtrusive,
to be here
when you need something...

and to go unnoticed
when you don't.

It looks like I've been
doing my job
a little too well...

because you've gotten
awfully careless
with your behavior, Senator.

I don't know what you're...
You know exactly
what I'm talking about!

The underage girls are
a habit with him.
What? Have you lost your mind?

I've got phone numbers
of girls in Laughlin, Reno,
Henderson, you name it.

Receipts.

He paid for some of
the escort services
using his credit card.

Once he even asked me
for a little petty cash
to cover it.

I got plenty of
circumstantial evidence...

but I never had
anything concrete.

That's why I set this up.
Detective!

This is ridiculous.
You heard him himself,
he set me up.

Sir, put your hands
behind your back.

It's disgusting,
what you do, Senator.

And then you go out there
in front of the whole world...

pretending to be a family man?
Come on.

I trusted him.

I owe you, Danny.

- I'm having what he's having.
- Okay, boss.

It's just water.
I don't have any money left,
remember?

About that...

Something came for you.

$180,000?

You're giving me
my money back?
No.

Casinos can't do that.
That's your fee
for the TV special.

But I thought, I mean...

I was prepared to
lose everything,
that was the point.

I told Sandy I didn't want
any money, I thought that
was the deal.

Yeah, well, I made a new deal.

No commission.

I can't believe this.

I don't know how to thank you.

I thought my life was
so boring, but these
last few hours...

all I could think about was
how to get back
what I had before.

Yeah? Well,
get on the Internet...

and start buying
your stuff back.

No, I'm not talking
about my things. I'm talking
about my life.

My safe, boring life.

I guess losing everything
made me appreciate...

what I already had.

Yeah, that's
what usually happens.

Anyway... Buy him a drink.

Will do.
See you, Dan.

Heard about Clayman.
That's great.

Yeah. Nice guy.
Yeah.

He didn't quite know
what he wanted.

You do?

Yeah, I do.

Okay. What...

What do I want?

You?

You would like to meet
your secret admirer.

You know about that?

That surprises you?

Not really.

He wants to meet me
for a drink.
So what are you thinking?

I don't know.
You know, I'm curious.

He seems like
a really nice guy.

Like a perfect guy.

On the other hand,
maybe he's an ax murderer.

So...

Would you like me
to come along with you?

Would you?
Yeah, it'd be my pleasure.

Thank you.

Nessa.

I ordered you a cup of tea.

Thank you.

How did you know
I'd be passing through?

Based on the floor schedule,
I figured you'd be taking
a break right about now.

Transversing Bella Sera
is the most direct route...

to the employee lounge, so...
Impressive.

You know, you look
particularly beautiful today.

Thank you.

That was pretty funny
the other day...

when Ed caught us
smiling at each other.

Yeah, I couldn't help myself.
Yeah, me neither.

I kept flashing on that story
you told me...

about when you had the runs
on an airplane.

Yeah, that's a...
That's an embarrassing
story...

that I tell
every once in a while...

but only to my
real close friends, though.

And I have been
thinking about that.

About me being your friend.

About how the last few weeks
we've become...

much better friends.

Yeah, I guess we've been
hanging out more.

The thing is, Ness, guys...

Just being friends with a girl
is cool and all...

but usually it's just
this level: friend.

When it gets up to this level,
we start asking ourselves...

"What would it be like
to sleep with her?"
Exactly.

I told you already, I'm really
not looking for a serious
relationship right now.

Read you loud and clear.

Yeah, I get that.
But I just thought,
you know...

if we could just
get that pesky question
out of the way...

we could be
even better friends.
Friends for the ages.

We have sex one time?
Just get it out of the way.

It's kind of like
when you got
a pebble in your shoe.

Once you get rid of it,
everything gets
real comfortable again.

And, not to be immodest,
but let's just say...

I don't think anyone has
ever left the Cannon boudoir
disappointed.

I'll think about it, Mike.

Hey, Danny, what's up?

Here. You should
take a look at these.

Justin, Cole's assistant,
must've sent those to me
just before he got busted.

Oh, God.

You think this kid's
telling the truth?
Yeah.

Some of these girls can't be
more than 15, 16, at the most.

I'd have given my life
for that guy.

Danny, I wanna ask you
about your deployment.

No, Luis. It's been
a rough day, I don't
feel like talking.

My reserve unit's
been called up.

I'll be in Iraq
within the week.

I need to know
what I'm getting into.

Let's grab a beer.