Mad Dogs (2015–2016): Season 1, Episode 10 - Needles - full transcript

Dr. Rose to pediatrics, please.

Dr. Rose to pediatrics.

Fuck.

- Oh.
- Excuse me. Sorry.

Oh.

What'd you do that for?

You deserved it, that's why!

- You hit me in my mouth!
- That's right.

I hit you right in the mouth.

You're a child abuser!

Please, I want my shirt back,



my watch.

Oh, hi.

Look, guys, this is...

She mugged me two days ago,

took my watch, took my... took my shirt.

- All right, no, no, no, no, no.
- What's happening?

- What's wrong with you?
- My friends are down here.

- And I got... Hey, what...
- He's a child abuser.

Just to be clear, if I step in here,

are you going to arrest me?

Why? Is there a reason I should?

You said I was just helping with inquiries.

I am authorized to make an arrest

if I feel you're in
felony violation of U.S. law.



Well, to my understanding,

FBI agents don't have authority

to make arrests on foreign soil

without consent of the host nation.

Wow, aren't you a big smarty-smarty.

Step in there, I'm on sovereign territory.

Well, I guess you're just
gonna have to roll those dice.

Or you could take your chances with Customs

and Homeland Security.

Wait here.

Interview this guy here.

You remember this guy here?

What did you say to her?

I asked her if there was
an office available.

The victims have now been identified

as American entrepreneur Aaron Brook

and local woman Coggah Rum.

Mr. Brook was a former
Olympic bronze medalist

for archery.

Both were pronounced dead on the scene.

A police investigation is ongoing.

Wait! Wait! Wait, I know Jesús!

I'm one of his guys!

Help!

What the...

Where am I?

Wait, I don't have any pants on.

I can't move.

Oh, shit.

There's pizza outside.

Is she talking to me?

Hey, are you talking to me?

Why can't she hear me?

Oh, nice. Pizza Island?

I think they went

to that new place,

Napoli something-or-other.

Oh, I've heard they're very good.

Shouldn't you guys be concentrating

on what you're doing?

He's regaining consciousness.

I have regained consciousness.

I can hear everything you're saying.

He must have a pretty
strong tolerance for barbiturates.

Oh, you're judging me now?

You ever been to, uh, Peking Kitchen?

I hear they're supposed to be great.

Down on the ground now.

Did I say put your hands up?

I said get down on the ground.

Get on the fucking ground now.

Face down.

Hands behind your head.

Which one are you?

- What do you mean?
- Which one? Your name.

Kransey.

Joel Kransey?

Yeah.

And you're looking for Aaron, right?

Yes.

- Aaron's dead.
- What?

Blown up last night.

Fuck. Fuck.

Who are you?

I'm the only one of his bosses
who said we'd be dumb

to enroll him in the first damn place.

But right now, I'm the fucking
cleaning lady.

- Are you armed?
- No.

All right, get up.

Slowly, slowly.

So she said yes to our invitation?

If she declined, you'd be dead.

I'm sorry, I'm just calling it like it is.

Did she say anything to you?

She wanted me to...

give this-this to Aaron.

Holy...

Fuck.

Do you understand what you did up there?

She said she could get my friends home.

You and I,

we got to go grab lunch.

Cops are gonna be swarming this place.

Come on, let's go, go.

Come on, let's go.

Sit.

What's that now?

Are you a missionary?

It has been brought to my attention

that not everyone who works here
is trustworthy.

Okay.

Look, I've been pretty patient with you,

but honestly, you're starting to rag on me.

I need you to answer some questions,

so let's just stop tippy-tapping
around, okay, fella?

What happened to this woman?

My friends are outside.

Can I see them, please?

Your friends left, sir.

Try and rest.

I'll be back to check on you in a while.

Who's there?

You're a lucky man.

We'd arrived two minutes later,

and whoosh.

Like a firework.

Yeah.

I'm so lucky.

You're an American?

Mm-hmm.

Why? Is there...

Captain, can I speak to you

for a second?

Who is it?

It's, uh, another one of my friends.

It's Cobi. Can-can I...

- Go ahead.
- Thanks.

Hey, how's he doing?

Lex.

Well, why aren't you with him?

What?

Why? For what?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Wait, what do you mean?

Aaron's dead?

How are we gonna get our passports?

You're handling it how?

Joel? Joel?

Fuck.

There are witnesses

to you leaving the embassy with her.

You have security footage?

You don't, right?

So once again, it's just someone's word.

Someone pointing the finger at me.

Okay, I'm interpreting this

as a lack of cooperation.

My lack of Coop...

My lack of cooperation

is because you haven't afforded me
legal representation.

Holy crab apple.

You haven't been offered a lawyer

because you haven't been charged.

Look.

Why don't you just tell me
where these guys are?

Two things. One:

I'm not the type of guy to give up
his friends

- even if there was a reason.
- Right.

And two, are you fucking around?

Can you not see

that these are both me?

Excuse me.

Welcome to Pizza Island.

What are we doing here?

Grabbing a pizza.

Go ahead and seat yourself.

See anyone you know?

Let's sit there in the corner.

You can see the room.

How's the pizza?

Hi.

You're not real.

You're dead.

Of course I'm dead.

Am I dead?

Do you think you deserve to live?

I don't think you're allowed
to smoke in here.

You think you can take my life,
and you can still live?

I didn't actually take your life.

If you had been in the same
position as Joel,

what would you have done?
Would you have shot me?

Honestly, I think I probably wouldn't have.

Even if you thought I was
about to kill your friends?

You know, I don't know.

Um, I-I'd like to say yes,

but I don't know if I have that in me.

That tells me you
don't care enough to live.

Really?

Well, it tells me that I value life.

I value all life, not just my own.

So... you value your life?

Yes.

Right?

I suppose, if anything...

I probably haven't valued it enough.

Or... I haven't...

respected its value.

Uh... oh.

I forgot they were both there.

I couldn't remember if he had a goatee
or not,

so I asked them to draw two,

one with and one without.

So there are four, not five?

Thank you, Abby.

It's definitely him, though.

What did you do with her?

Leave her in a ditch?

Did you all just have your way with...?

Thank you, Abby.

So we're clear that you've been
positively identified.

I'm clear that I'm being singled out, yeah.

Oh, you're the victim.

That's not what I'm saying.

Oh, there I was thinking that the
missing girl was the victim.

Are you implying that we somehow
harmed this young lady?

No, I'm not saying you did anything to her,

but I do believe you know her whereabouts.

And I don't buy for a minute

that you're protecting your friends.

I think you're protecting yourself.

Man.

Only if you knew how wrong you are.

Know what's crazy?

My entire adult life,

I've been taking this kind of shit

for what other people have done.

Why are you even investigating me?

For the last week,

I have literally been running for my life.

I've been threatened, I've been chased.

I've been attacked, I've been blown up!

And somehow I end up
being the one investigated.

Serious crimes have gone down here.

Crimes against me!

And now you want me to cooperate with you.

While I'm sitting here looking at you,

knowing that you're looking at me

as if I'm the fucking criminal.

That girl's parents
call the embassy every hour.

Every hour of every day.

Now, don't you think a parent
has a basic right

to know where their child is?

I was on annual leave in the Caribbean

when I got the call to mop up.

Sorry I screwed up your vacation.

"Vacation." Yeah, right.

I was under the impression

this whole thing was a bust.

I mean, giving her a jacket?

Seriously?

Who killed Aaron?

It's too early to say.

The point of us setting up front businesses

is for our ops to hide in plain sight.

The moment you become.

Central America's second biggest
Tilapia exporter,

you're not exactly under the radar.

The fucking egomaniac.

So you think he was whacked
by a rival fish farmer.

Welcome to Pizza Island.

Yeah, something like...

Something like that.

Is that them?

It is them, right?

All right, so here's what I need you to do.

I want you to go over
there and positively I.D. them

as the drug dealers from the boat.

What's gonna happen to them if I do?

What do you think is gonna happen?

You're asking me to be complicit
in ending their lives.

Says the man who shot a cop.

I had no fucking choice.

She would have killed all of us.

You made a pact up there.

Now, for this to work,

she has to be the only game in town.

That was her counteroffer.

And you have to kill them?

With your plausible accountability.

Now, go over there.

Be 100% sure that it's them,

because right now we are firmly

in the "no more fucking mistakes" zone.

And if it is them,

I want you to put both hands on the table

and strike up a conversation.

If I do this,

will you guarantee my friends get home?

I can't guarantee you anything.

But what I can guarantee is
that if you don't deliver

on your promise to our
friend in the mountain,

things go very, very bad.

You mind if we move this along?

What should I talk to them about?

Excu-Excuse me.

Uh, the Hummingbird Highway,

does-does... does that go
all the way to Belmopan?

I'm sorry?

You look familiar.

'Cause, uh, I-I wasn't sure
if it was the, uh... that

or the-the... the George Price Highway.

The boat.

You were on the boat.

What are you doing?

Being seen together is not smart.

Are these your friends?

Walk away.

Walk out the door.

Go, go.

Go, go, go, go.

Chido!

Joel!

Get the fuck away from me!

Excuse me.

Look, you know I didn't do anything wrong.

She attacked me, and in my attempt

to pull away from a brutal mugging,

I must have inadvertently,
like, hit her with my hand.

You know, like, it was a...

Maybe you can tell...

Hey.

I have access... to money.

Actually, a large sum of money.

- And... you, uh, you and I...
- What are you asking exactly?

If you could facilitate
it for me to get to a bank,

I can pick up several thousand dollars,

and I was wondering...

I was wondering if you might
be interested in...

- Are you talking about bail?
- Bribe.

Braille. Bail. Braille.

Yeah, bail. Yeah.

I'm afraid I don't see you
getting bail anytime soon.

Okay, yeah. I was just checking.

I figured that.

Sorry.

Mr. Franklin, I'd like to interview you

in connection with the
murder of Captain Sophia Moreno.

Okay.

We are all alone.

Seems that way.

We come to this world alone,

and we go out of the world alone.

You cannot expect someone

to be there for you whenever you want.

Life is not like that.

Who was there for me when I died?

The secret to life

is to become comfortable with yourself.

Do you think you have ever been
comfortable with yourself?

Probably not.

I think... if I may say...

Please.

Maybe you looked down on yourself.

You have a little low self-esteem.

Maybe.

And also you can be quite judgmental
about your friends.

I don't mean to be, but they have
this habit

of always letting me down.

I mean, where are they now?

They do their best.

You really think so?

Do you always do your best?

I try.

Lex tries.

In our darkest hour

this is when we must shine our brightest.

And you'll get them all home, right?

I said there were no guarantees.

Look, you made a choice.

I would not call

what I made a fucking choice.

Can I use your phone?

Please?

It's an international call, so...

Thanks.

Hello?

Hi. Helena.

It-It's me.

Are you all still in Belize?

Uh, yes, we are.

Yeah.

Okay.

I realize now that my only option
is total honesty.

And I know you're
asking yourselves, you know,

why didn't I come forward
with this information

when I was first brought in?

Um, well, that might have been

because of my mistaken arrest

on the heels of a very violent attack.

I also understand that
what I'm about to say

is not gonna sit comfortably,

but I think we all have
to acknowledge the fact...

that Captain Moreno...

was a dirty cop.

Crooked.

Right?

She was corrupt.

Captain Moreno was a good woman.

Okay. But, uh...

she did work for...

Jesús.

Right?

Who?

Jesús.

We know that you and
your accomplices were involved

- in her murder.
- Okay, look.

You can speculate all you want on that,

but you're gonna have to
have some pretty hard evidence

for that to stand up in court.

- I didn't kill her.
- Then who did?

Listen, I just...

I wanted you to know that, um...

I'm going to move out.

What?

Move-move out? What...

Yeah. I'm leaving him.

I know you said don't,

but I realized that if I settle for this,

then that would be it.

And I don't want to settle. I want...

Don't.

Settle?

Don't leave him.

Why?

He... just-just...

just give him another chance.

You know?

He loves you.

If you are able to tell us

who murdered her

and we are able to secure a Case

on the strength of your information,

then I see no reason why
we cannot release you.

Joel Kransey.

You know where he might be?

Yes. Yes, I do.

Would you like her
to read your statement back?

Murder, piracy,
CIA-sponsored drug trafficking...

These are substantial and...

incredible allegations.

I know.

But I've never been more honest in my life

and I could care less how
that reflects on me.

Well, if what you're saying
about this CIA operative

and the trafficking is true,
this is gonna have to go higher.

I understand.

Gus Givens, I am arresting you

for leaving the scene of a crime,

knowingly handling drug money,

the theft of a boat,

involuntary manslaughter,

willful endangerment, obstructing the FBI

and the non-return of a rental car.

See?

I told you you'd arrest me.

Son of a bitch.

Ow.

The bus... the bus stops

further way up the road.

- I-I take you there.
- Okay.

- I will stop it.
- Okay.

Okay.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

Do you know about the legend of Xtabai?

I've heard that if you don't please her...

She kills you.

And if you do...

So...

I don't want you to just live, Lex.

I want you to be alive.

Take care, my friend.

Uh, excuse me.

I'm looking for my-my other friend,

the other guy who was here with us.

- You know...
- Joel Kransey?

- Yes?
- I'm arresting you

for the murder of Captain Sophia Moreno.

You do not have to say anything...

Gracias.

Mr. Franklin, you're free to go.

You said the right thing.

It's okay.

Excuse me, Officer?

Can I make a call?

Come with me.

These things are about timing.

And things have snowballed slightly.

There has to be something you can do.

Yeah, I can negotiate, I can make deals,

but only when I'm ahead of the curve.

This is an international incident now.

You killed a cop.

There are things you can do for me.

You know there are.

You just don't see a reason to do them now

because I'm all risk and no reward,

and that's not how you guys operate, is it?

You're in the equation business.

What do I gain?

What do I lose?

Who do I need?

And who's expendable?

You think you already
have all you need from me.

You don't.

I get it, I see it.

Very clearly.

So now I'm gonna tell you...

what I can do for you.

- You're okay.
- Oh, you remember me?

I just... I wasn't sure because, you know,

you left me down a hole to die.

I would really love to
give you a hug right now.

- What? No, absolutely not.
- Hey, hey, hey.

Sit down.

Listen, I know...

I landed in sand about halfway down.

And despite that soft landing,
I lost two teeth.

And I was knocked unconscious.

When I came to, it was dark out.

And then after screaming
"help" for several hours,

I realized that I had been abandoned.

And then I cried.

Finally, after two days,

a Shepherd and his wife spotted me.

And then these two local septuagenarians
in flip-flops

did what four American men

quickly decided they couldn't do.

We looked for her,
but we couldn't see anything.

And-and we called your name,
and then it got dark...

Why didn't you just climb down there
and take a look?!

I mean, goddamn it, did you do
anything at all?!

We did, we did, uh,
I-I called, uh... wh-what'd we call...?

They did... they did call a help line.

You called a help line.

Well, nobody came to help.

Listen, I understand that you are
in a sensitive situation,

but, Jesus Christ, you've got to explain
to me

how it is possible for all four of you

to be such shitty, shitty men!

Okay, all right, uh, look, I understand

- that feelings are raw.
- Yeah, as are knees and elbows.

Look, based on Rochelle's
substantiation of events

and discussions back home,

it's been determined that we are in, um,

something of a damage containment mode.

Rightly or wrongly, the higher-ups feel

that it would be in
everybody's best interest

just to get you out of here.

And just hush the whole thing up?

Obviously, if your story
about the CIA operation went public,

you know, it could be embarrassing.

Embarrassing?

You said embarrassing.

So the last thing that we want to do here

is embarrass someone higher up.

That's...

Oh, shit.

The wire just completed
from our Guatemala branch.

Mr. Padilla asked me to
reiterate his apologies

for the commission fee mix-up

and said if there's anything
else I could do...

Yes, uh, can I use your computer?

I need to book a flight.

Why don't you let me?

When were you hoping to fly?

Now. Today.

Tonight.

Uh... as soon as I can.

Also I need to, uh, wire most
of this to the United States,

and I have a very specific way of doing it.

- Most of it?
- Yeah. I'd like to wire some of it

to a friend of mine here in Belize.

Her name is Angel Gibson.

Okay, and how much?

You know what? Fuck it.

Wire it all to my account.

Joel, call me when you get this.

We are booked on a 5:00 P.M. flight.

Just get to the airport.

Everything's waiting for you at the desk.

Ticket, passport.

I'll explain when you get here.

We are going home.

Cobi, call me, I am picking up Lex,

and I am taking him home,
so get your ass to the airport.

We are getting on a 5:00 P.M. flight,

so call me as soon as you get this.

Captain Churchill? My name is Paris.

I know this is a new posting,

so I wanted to offer any help I can

in my position as an expat from
the United States of America.

Thank you.

I'm a little busy, so if you'd excuse me...

Sure.

I'm just waiting on a call.

Should be any second now.

Really, it is about to.

I'm pretty sure that's for you.

Hello?

I'm listening.

Right.

Yes, crystal clear.

You have three new messages.

Joel, call me when you get this.

We are booked on a 5:00 P.M. flight.

Just get to the airport.

Everything's waiting for you at the desk.

Ticket, passport.

I'll explain when you get here.

We are going home.

Oh, it...

broke.

We've printed your travel details,

and the wire is still going through.

Just a minute.

Have you enjoyed Belize?

Sure.

Uh, well, a bit mixed.

If I'm being honest.

But it ended well.

Mm, so you have friends here?

No.

Yes.

I mean, I... I came here with friends.

It's hard, traveling with friends.

You think you know people, but
when you travel together,

that's when you really get to know them.

Yeah, that's so true.

But in the end, you
know, you just got to...

take care of yourself, right?

I have to go on record

and say that I am wholly uncomfortable

- with him being moved so soon.
- We'll have

a medical team waiting for
him when he disembarks.

- I actually feel pretty good.
- Yeah, I think I know why.

There's also a security implication here,

so we really need to get him home
as soon as we can.

How you feeling? You okay?

I mean, apart from the...

You're getting a promotion, right?

What makes you say that?

The card on your desk said,

"Congratulations on a promotion."

Or the-the lady in the hallway that said,

"Congratulations on a promotion."

What you did took some balls,
I'll say that.

Excuse me?

Not giving up.

Which way is it?

You know what?

Why do people use that expression?

Have you ever seen a man
be kicked in the balls?

- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah, so have I.

He's rendered completely immobile,

he can't speak for, like, 30 seconds.

When did balls become
the symbol of strength?

Wow.

Why not a vagina, you know?

I mean, vaginas take a pounding
most of their adult life.

What you should have said was,

"What you did, that took some vagina,
I'll say that."

Can we just make a stop before
we get to the airport?

Are you serious? You fu...

Please don't freak out.

Who's freaking out?

I don't want your apologies.

Who's apologizing?

Frankly, I don't have

another apology left in me.

So what do you want?

Um, I'm traveling tonight

and, uh, wanted to get a
tin of those hard candies.

You guys sell those, right?

You came to make jokes?

No. Look...

Look, I-I know your family's pretty upset

- about what happened to the dog.
- Only Aunt Shiraine.

The rest of us were really
not that fond of...

- Not that we would have wished.
- No, of course.

I've seen some terrible things
since I've been here.

I've seen some beautiful
and amazing things, too.

C-Certainly things that
I'm never gonna forget,

but I got to get back to Chicago.

To your children?

Yeah.

To whom I will always be an embarrassment

and a disappointment.

Despite what I'd like to believe,
that is the truth.

Well, you're their father.

It's your job.

Can you explain to me

how a shitty guy gets such a beautiful job?

You may be a bullshitter,

but you're not a shitty guy.

That's why I came to help you.

Yeah.

So if a bullshitter sent you a ticket,

you think you'd want to come visit Chicago?

You send the ticket,

and I'll let you know.

Thank you.

Maybe they lost their phones,

or they're not charged...

Then they won't get my messages.

- We should stay.
- With you in this condition?

Man, we got to get you home, ASAP.

Cobi!

Dude... man.

You got my message!

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Damn.

Hey, Lex.

How you doing? You okay?

- Yeah.
- Well, that's a relief, huh?

Where's Joel?

I... I assumed he was gonna be
with you guys.

Well, we just gotta give him

a little bit of time. He'll be here.

Hey, where... where'd you go

when you left the hospital?

I, uh... just went out.

Get some air.

- For ten hours, you went to get some air?

First-class ticket.

Yeah, I... used my miles

to get an upgrade.

- You got my message?
- Yeah.

- My message?
- Yeah.

Well, what-what did it say?

"Meet us at the airport."

What else?

"See you there."

Who got these for us, Cobi?

I... I don't...

What's going on, Cobi?

- What's going on?
- No, no, no.

Just because we, you know,
traveled here together

and have been through a bunch of shit

doesn't mean that we're
attached at the hip.

I'm a grown-up. I got to run
everything past you guys, now?

Fuck.

Joel. It's Gus, man.

We are all together at the airport.

We're boarding soon. We're
just waiting on you, man.

Text me. Let me know you're
in the damn airport.

- Please.
- All first-class passengers

on Flight 232 to Chicago's O'Hare,

we're about to start our boarding process.

We are now inviting anyone
with disabilities,

who might need extra time boarding,

- to board now.
- Hi.

Because of your friend's health condition,

we bumped you up to first class.

Here you go. Follow me.

You need to board now, sir.

Sorry.

What if Joel doesn't make it?

We have to get home. Okay?

You've got to get home.

What, so we're just gonna leave him behind?

- We can't stay.
- We can't leave him.

- But you have to get home to your dad, right?
- Okay, but

we're gonna keep trying to find him, right?

We'll come back if we have to.

We will do whatever it
takes to get him home safely.

Just sit down.

At this time, will ground staff

please leave the aircraft

as we are about to close the cabin doors?

Also, please make sure

your seat backs and tray tables

are in their full upright
and locked positions.

There he is.

It's not complicated, what we do.

I get product from Jesús and sell it on.

My old muckers at the CIA

watch my back, and in return
I keep them in the loop.

We've been doing it for years and years.

You buy and sell properties

and I clean my money through your company.

That's all Milo did?

That's all Milo did.

Silly fucker.

Didn't realize what a great life he had.

Oh. Got a present for you.

Your mate's DNA.

So, let's have a look at
these houses, shall we?

This is the sort of level
I think we should go in on.

I've got some more here.

Nothing too spectacular.

Mid-range.

Of course, the, uh, beachfront
properties are...

What are you doing?

Oh...

Ah...

Did you do it?

Yes.

Great.

Here, I have someone who'd like
to speak with you.

Welcome to Belize, Jo-El.