Sneaky Pete (2015–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Sneaky Pete - full transcript

Green.

That's what I remember the most.

That shade of green.

It might have been
the most beautiful thing...

I had ever seen.

Just the color.

The only time we were inside
was when we slept,

and even then not half the time.

There was a tire swing.

Every summer,
that thing would break.

And every summer,
Grandpa would fix it.



And the apples...
Oh, man, I'm telling you,

apples ain't the same anymore.

I mean,
I don't know what they...

Pete, would you shut
the hell up?

Nothing's the same anymore.

Lights out!

Three years in here.

I feel like I've spent every moment
of that listening to this crap.

Pete had the perfect summers.

Pete had the perfect
grandparents.

All that money from the bond
business, but they loved you anyways.

They had the time for you, until
Mommy pissed them off 20 years ago.

They did.

It's all true.
And it just pisses you off,



because it was better
than your screwed up life,

whatever that was.

I know your life sucked
worse than mine.

At least I have people skills.

- You're a con man.
- Yes, I'm a confidence man.

I give people confidence,
they give me their money.

You, what, you tried to rob
a gun range at gunpoint?

I get out of here in two days.

You're not even up for parole
for another two years,

which means my life is
currently better than yours.

So I either had
a better life than you,

or none of that crap
means nothing.

Either way,
just stop talking about it.

Okay?

Eddie, 24 more hours.

Oh, my God.

Everything set?

Uh, they want you dead, Marius.

They don't want me dead,
little brother.

They want their money back.

Don't worry,
I'll talk to Vince.

- I'll make him understand.
- Seriously, Marius?

You think you're gonna talk
your way out of this one?

You talked your way into this one.

How short are we?

Eddie, how much?

A little over a hundred grand.

What?

Look, just lay low.

All right, I'm gonna get a hotel.
I'll talk to you tomorrow.

- But pay cash.
- What do you mean, pay cash?

Things have changed.
They've gotten tech savvy.

Just stay off the grid.

So, what, you want me
to live under a highway

begging for change until
you can earn $100,000?

I don't know.

Just be safe.

You gotta disappear.
They're gonna be looking for you.

I love you, big brother.

I love you too, Eddie.

So what, you're
not talking anymore?

That was your advice.

No, you were right.
My life sucked.

I had a dad I never met

and a mother
who was only around

when she didn't have
a needle in her arm

and about
a dozen foster parents,

only three of whom weren't
there for the crappy check.

And you had loving grandparents.

It makes me feel like
something's possible.

If you wanna...
If you wanna talk about it.

Grandma was always
my favorite.

She didn't take nothing
from nobody.

- No?
- No.

Everyone else was afraid
of her.

Where's the farm?

Hey. Hey, sweetie.

Wait. Excuse me.

We're waiting
for a friend of ours.

Marius Josepovich?

- He gets out today.
- Oh, you're his brothers.

His what? No.

Only one stop.
It's not the blue line.

But my brothers are coming
to meet me.

- I'm thrilled for you.
- And my dad is with them.

He wasn't supposed to be,
but he wouldn't stay home.

My dad doesn't know
that I was in prison.

He had a heart attack
just before I went away,

and then another one
last month,

and my mother thinks
the truth is gonna kill him.

We managed to keep
the secret for three years.

You want me
to screw that up now?

Come on, just stop the bus
at the next light,

open the lever,
I'll get out,

I'll walk the rest of the way
and give my dad a hug...

like a normal son.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Thank you.

Hi, Grandma, Grandpa.

It's me, Pete.

Pete, would you like
some lemonade?

- Oh, I would...
- He hates lemonade.

Audrey.

I was gonna say

I'd love a glass of water,
if that's all right.

Thank you for bringing
that out, though.

Okay.

Thank you, Grandpa.

Wasn't there an apple tree
out there?

Died a couple years ago.

Well, where do you build
your treehouses now, Grandpa?

Where have you been
for the last 20 years?

I mean, where have you lived?
Have you been married?

Do you have any kids?

- So much to catch up on.
- How's your mom?

I haven't talked to her
in three years.

- What happened?
- You know how she is

She's just not quick
to forgive a mistake.

That might be hereditary.

What she did to us was
unforgivable.

I called the whole family
over for lunch.

All your cousins.

Great.

Great.

My grandma thinks
your mom's a screw-up.

I'm his grandma too,
and I never said that.

Don't worry.
She says I'm a screw-up too.

I never said that.

Adorable.

Is that a new blouse?

No. It's Laney's.

I just borrowed it last time
that I slept over at her place.

It's pretty.

Julia, you're just
as I remember you.

I had crooked teeth
and braids.

Well, you were beautiful.

- Where are your parents?
- They're dead.

- Carly.
- Is it easier for everyone

if I say they passed?

They passed.

Our parents died
in a car accident 12 years ago.

- Then Grandpa had a stroke.
- I'm fine.

- You forget stuff, Grandpa.
- Everyone forgets stuff.

Okay, well, he can't walk
that well, so he can't work.

- I can work.
- He can't work, so I have to work.

- I can work.
- You don't have to work.

I was supposed to be
retired 10 years ago.

You could retire tomorrow.

And what,
you're gonna take over?

Julia's been working at the
business for a couple of years.

She's been a big help.

And you did a great job,
actually, running the place

while I was sick
a few weeks ago,

- Am I blushing?
- But we make money

by knowing who we can trust
and who can't trust,

and I'm sorry, but if that
were a strong suit of yours,

your kids would have
the same color eyes.

Really?

Where did you study finance?

Oh, I'm sorry. You work for
the family business, right?

Bonds and mutual funds?

I figured you'd have
a business degree.

- The bond business.
- No?

In your 10-year-old mind,
we're this rich family

in the bond business,
aren't we?

Yeah.

We're in the bail bonds
business.

And we're so not rich.

- Carly.
- Our skip tracer just quit.

I can't go on my class trip
this year.

- Carly.
- Carly.

Oh, for God
sakes, enough about us.

Pete, you never did tell us
what you've been doing.

- What's that?
- How you make your money.

Oh, yeah. Well, a little bit
of this, a little bit of that.

I've been doing some investigative
work for an insurance company.

Uh, you know,
tracking down valuables,

finding missing persons,

following people
who are faking injuries.

No kidding.

How long you planning
on staying for, Pete?

- Couple days.
- What... Uh...

We haven't seen you
in 20 years,

and you think you're gonna
disappear again in two days?

Especially when we need you? Carly
just told you our skip tracer quit.

I know, but my current employer
is expecting me back.

Nonsense. When family asks
for help, you don't say no.

We insist on you staying.

- Grandma.
- Taylor.

Gramps. Pete!

- It's been way too long.
- Okay.

Man, inseparable every summer
until we were 10...

- Tell me about it. Wow.
- like we were one person,

- and then just nothing.
- That's just wrong.

- You know what I'm saying?
- You remember the crayfish?

- Yeah.
- I still laugh about that.

You remember Shawn's reaction
when I almost shot one?

Oh, my gosh.

He would imitate him every time
we saw this kid for years.

Do it. Come on,
just give me a little taste.

- Come on.
- No.

Please?
Just give me a little of it.

Come on, do it.
You must remember it.

Come on, man.

- He cried.
- And... And...

He cried,
and then we made fun of him.

Because it was, uh, hysterical.

Look, we were kids.

And I'm sure that poor old
Shawn has gotten over it by now.

- Unit 19.
- Oh! Unit 19. What's up?

We got a domestic on Kenny
Road 8. You anywhere near there?

Yeah, uh...

- Yeah, I can be there in 10.
- 10-4.

I'm sorry, guys.
I gotta fly.

- You're a... You're a...
- A cop, yeah.

Things have changed, huh?

I had to figure at least
one of us would be on

the other side of the law
by now, right?

That was easy.
I let you off easy.

- See you guys.
- See you.

Wow, that's great.

- He's a cop.
- Yeah.

- Marius, you okay?
- Yeah, I'm okay.

I, uh... I don't think
I can stay here, though.

The resource potential
is slimmer than I thought,

and the risks are higher.

All right, but you're safe.
Where are you?

Maybe I should just talk
to Vince.

Yeah. You know, that...
You're good at that.

Calming people down,
right?

Making them want
to give you stuff.

Tell me where you are.
I'll come get you.

Wait a minute.
Yesterday, you said

I wasn't gonna get out
of this by talking.

It was your idea.

Yesterday,
I thought you had options.

Today, you tell me you don't.

That's true.

So where are you?

I'm in the city.
Hey, I'll text you the address.

- See you tomorrow morning.
- All right.

Oh, Eddie, you son of a bitch.

Go. Just drive.

Hey, could you pull over?
Let me out.

Keep the change.

Our Father,
who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come,
thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day
our daily bread,

and lead us not
into temptation...

You were right. When family
asks for help, you don't say no.

I'll take the job.

For ever and ever.

Amen.

Hey. Anything happening
this morning?

- We got a skip.
- Damn. Who?

- Brad Lewis.
- The B&E? No kidding.

Figured for sure that kid didn't
have the balls to try running.

Take Pete.

Brad's an idiot and a coward.
I don't think I need backup.

Perfect. It'll give Pete a
chance to learn on an easy case.

Take him.

This file says Abraham
Persikoff, not Brad Lewis.

I must have misspoken.

What?

We put up a $20,000
bond for Abraham Persikoff.

This morning he had
a pre-trial hearing.

Supposed to supply
a blood sample for DNA testing.

He didn't show. If he
doesn't show up for pre-trial,

he is not gonna show up
for trial,

And if he doesn't show up
for trial,

we don't get paid.

So I'm guessing by
"we posted a $20,000 bond,"

you mean you posted the bond
while you were covering

for Grandma when
she was out sick?

Grandma never would
have posted the bond.

She thinks
that anybody over 30

without a wife and kids
has no reason to stick around.

But Persikoff,
it's just tax evasion.

- First of all.
- Okay.

He had no prior record.

- And...
- Yeah.

She already thinks
I don't know who I can trust.

You can trust me. I mean, I'm
not gonna tell her anything.

- So where are we going?
- We're starting at his mom's house.

Skips always run
to where they feel safe.

"Check databases,
voter registration.

and last known addresses.

Skips always run
to where they feel safe."

You just said that.
Wait a minute.

So we're literally
doing this by the book?

Everybody loves their mom.

Wrong driveway.

Yeah. I'm gonna go to the address

of somebody who wouldn't lie,
cheat, or steal

to protect the person that we're
trying to put in jail, all right?

No, this is a good plan.
You go there, I'll go here.

We'll work together separately.

If you're covering for him,
you're not helping him.

If he's called you...

If he had called,
I would tell you.

I'm worried something terrible
has happened to him.

Okay. Here.

Thank you.

Does Abraham have a girlfriend
that he might turn to?

I don't think there's
anyone serious right now.

And has he ever done
any home renovations

or major remodeling?

I'm sorry, I don't understand
why that would matter.

I want to know where
he would go when he needs...

Reason I ask is because...

When he needed a place to crash,
where did he stay?

Oh, well, about five years ago,
his roof collapsed.

It was such a mess. So many
things ruined, so many memories.

And who did he stay with?

Oh, his friend Stuart.

Do you have a last name?
Address? Phone number?

Ah, he's in construction.

What if he's hurt?

What if he was in
an accident?

Oh, no, I already checked
the hospitals and the morgue.

You have?

You can't break
into houses, okay?

You get caught,
we lose our license.

- She's lying.
- How do you know that?

Because the neighbor saw Abraham here
four times in the last three days.

Twice overnight.

- That bitch.
- Yeah.

Yeah, she's a bitch.

- No.
- What are you doing?

No. When a liar gets caught
in a lie, they don't come clean.

They build a bigger lie.

So we wait for him
to come back.

No. I guarantee you
the first thing she did

after you walked out was
call him and warn him.

Besides,
I know where he's going.

- You stole his computer.
- Okay. You know what?

- If we catch him, you can give it back.
- Oh, my God.

And if not, he owes you
at least that much, right?

Anyways,
I know where he's going.

He's going to get his fix.

I'm still not sure
I'm buying this.

If he's on the run,
he should be staying low.

A gambler on the run
is still a gambler.

We are who we are.

So you're still the same jerk
you were when you were 10?

I worshipped you,

and you weren't very nice
to me.

Well, I was a different person
back then.

I mean,
I was 10 years old, right?

So I guess... I guess I...

What are you doing?

He's here.

Leather jacket.

That's Abraham Persikoff?
Where's the file?

The file you didn't bother
to look at?

- You know him?
- Uh, no.

You're acting
like you know him.

- You're acting scared.
- He's a felon.

He's not violent.
He's facing tax evasion charges.

What if he's not?

We gotta think this through,
all right?

The guy takes off, and all he
has to do is give a DNA sample,

which doesn't really
make sense

unless he's trying
to hide something,

something really bad,
right?

If you actually know
something, say it.

I'm just saying I know
what would make sense,

and if it's true,
before we do anything,

we should know
who we're dealing with.

Okay, here's the plan.

And they're off.

Monogram on the inside
with a quick start.

Willie Boy in the pocket,
followed by Almost Heaven,

Time to Go, and Red Tail.

Abraham, you need
to come with me

Seriously?

Please don't
make this difficult.

Oh, my God! I'm so sorry!

Oh, my God.
I'm... I'm so sorry.

I...
I heard footsteps, and...

I don't know how you were
the first footsteps.

No, he came...
he came through here.

I... No, he must have...
he must have turned

down the hallway
or something, I don't know,

and he ducked into a room.
No.

You let him get away.

Y-You must have
let him get away.

Why would you
let him get away?

Because I...

I know him.

What?

That guy
would have killed us.

Abraham Persikoff
is not a tax cheat.

Okay, he might be,
but who cares?

He's also Max Peron,
and under that name

he runs a construction
and protection racket

in Long Island,

and he's probably killed

half a dozen people.

How do you know him?

I......

I just know
people he knows.

You haven't seen me
in 20 years.

I've had a life.

You're fired.

Julia... Julia, whatever
you posted for him,

you should just write it off.

I don't care if it's
a million dollars.

It's not worth dying over.

He walks,
I miss the next payment

on our line of credit.

The bank
starts seizing assets.

Our grandparents
lose the business,

maybe the farm.

Our grandparents
started this business.

My parents met
in this business.

And that car accident...
they were working a case.

This business
is this family,

and it will not end

because I trusted
the wrong guy yet again.

So yeah, I am finding him,

and I am taking him in.

You need me. I know this guy.
I know this world.

You need somebody to tell you
that was a lousy plan.

It was a good plan right up to
the point where you screwed it up.

Plans that involve
running after people

and tackling people
are never good plans.

Are you afraid of
getting into a fight?

Yeah, I am. I like my face.

Have you ever been punched?
It hurts.

Look, I don't do physical.
I'm not a hero.

Shocking.

Look, there's always
a better way.

There's always a smarter way,
and if there isn't,

running away is
a perfectly sensible idea.

Can we get out of here?

Taylor can call us
with the info.

I shouldn't even be looking at people's
credit card records without a warrant.

You tell me that every day, and
every time, you get me the info.

And every time, it's worth reminding
you that I don't like doing this.

Taylor, if it makes you
feel uncomfortable,

you can just issue
an APB on the guy.

We can get out of your hair.

Federal charges.
We don't have jurisdiction.

Okay. Abraham Persikoff
has three cards.

Flights, trains, buses?

He's got to be trying to get
as far away from here

as fast as possible.

No. A couple of cabs,
a couple of lunches.

What about Max Peron?
You can check his cards.

- Ah.
- Scroll.

Okay, he's got a hotel
in New York

a couple of weeks ago,

a charity donation,

and a couple of cabs
again.

No flights, no trains.

- Hey.
- Huh?

- I know you.
- What?

Where do I know you from?

Uh... You're mistaken.

I don't think so.

No.

Wait a minute.

You're my kid's
soccer coach, right?

No. I get mistaken
for people a lot.

I think I just have
a common face.

- Hmm.
- Yeah.

Oh, God. New charge
just came through

On one of Persikoff's
cards.

Two hours ago,
he bought a flight

out of Hartford
to Buffalo.

Border town.

When does it leave?

Less than an hour.

All right.

- Thanks, Taylor.
- Yeah.

This is perfect...

I mean, not your driving
but the airport.

It's a controlled
environment.

It means he's already been
checked for a weapon.

Yeah. Perfect.

That plane leaves,
our business goes with it.

I'm afraid the flight to
Buffalo was all sold out.

Okay. Uh...

two tickets for the 5:20
to Fort Lauderdale.

You want to go to Buffalo
or Fort Lauderdale?

Do we only get to go if we have
good reasons for wanting to go?

Hey, Grandma.

Julia, you'll never guess
who Grandpa just ran into.

Brad Lewis.

Well, found, really,

but it wasn't that tough,

since Brad had no idea

we were even looking for him.

Oh, yeah. It was
a miscommunication

from the court house.
I should have let you know.

Are you okay?
You sound out of breath.

Oh, I'm just playing
tag with Allen.

Oops. He almost got me.
Got to go.

Ma'am, ma'am, so sorry.
We need to get on that flight.

Can I see your boarding passes?

We don't
have the right ones,

but our great-uncle
is on the flight.

He's diabetic. He forgot
his insulin today,

and if we don't get on
that flight, he may die.

Oh, my goodness. Of course.

I'll get one of our flight
attendants to escort you on.

I just need to take care
of some housekeeping first.

Okay, so you have
the insulin, right?

You can go
on the flight alone?

This is a last boarding call

for Flight 1722
to Buffalo, New York.

Abraham Persikoff,
if you are in the terminal,

please report to Gate A8.

You are about
to miss your flight.

Ah. Sir,

the flight attendant will
escort you onto the jet.

- Sir?
- What?

No. Uh, no.
No, it's okay.

- But your uncle.
- It's okay.

You've got apple juice.
He'll be fine.

Maybe he saw me.

He must have seen
one of us.

Let's just hope it was you.

No, I'm sorry. He just
knows people that I know

that... people who don't
like me very much.

I just can't
have him see me.

People from your insurance business?

Sounds a lot more dramatic
than I thought it was.

What's up, Taylor?

Just heard from my guy
at the credit bureau.

Persikoff used the same card
to buy another plane ticket,

this one to Detroit,

leaving in two hours
out of Providence.

Thanks, Taylor. Come on.
We might make it.

- Wait a minute.
- No, no, no, no.

He's not here. This was
just a distraction.

Are you just
chickening out again?

What's the advantage
that we have over him?

What's the one thing
we know about him

that he doesn't know
we know about him?

That he has
a second identity.

Exactly. Max Peron, and Max
Peron has credit cards, right?

So why would he book
a plane flight

with Persikoff's
credit cards

unless he wanted us
to know about it, right?

So maybe Persikoff isn't
trying to distract us

while he heads to Providence
or anywhere else.

Maybe he's
trying to distract us

while he stays
right here in town?

Doing what, though?

What do we know?

And what are we not
supposed to know?

The charitable donation?

What?

From...

From Peron's
credit card receipts.

It's odd.

The guy's
giving money away

two weeks before he plans
on skipping bail?

The Hartford County
Nursing Association. $500.

- County...
- What? I don't...

That association is
having an event tonight.

Yeah, there's no way
he's going to that.

It would be stupid.
It's too public.

No. He'll be there.

His escape from justice
must wait till tomorrow.

Tonight the Hartford County
Nursing Association

is honoring his mommy.

So we need to be in control
of the situation,

which means we need
to control him.

We need to know
what he's going to do

before he knows
he's going to do it.

Why do you have so many suits?
What are you, a cross-dresser?

Jacob's dad was in such
a hurry to get out of here,

he didn't bother to pack.

Can you help me with this?

We need to separate him
from everyone,

which means we need
to give him a reason

to get away from everyone.

How do we do that
when he knows me,

his mother knows me,

and he's not allowed
to see you?

Uh, who... who's babysitting
for your kids tonight?

Carly.

We should
find somebody else

because we're going
to need her.

Oh. I need a... a vest.

Evening. Welcome
to Haven Lake.

Are you guys here
for the event?

Great. Can I get
your names, please?

Uh, Stephen Davidson.

Stephen Davidson.
And your guest's name?

This is my wife Dorothy.

Well, you both look
great this evening.

For your safety,

we're having everybody
stay in their cars

until the valets clear the
vehicles in front of them. Okay?

Nice SL, by the way.

Tickets, please.

Dorothy, you
have the tickets.

I don't have them, honey.

Remember when you
put on your jacket?

Honey,
you put them in there.

Can you just
check your purse?

I don't much like
your tone,

and I'm sure you had them.

Okay, can you check
the invitation list?

The name's Davidson,
Stephen Davidson.

It's the CF function
all over again.

We're going to waste
another night...

Okay,
that wasn't my fault.

The tickets
were electronic.

And your phone was dead.

Because you let Rory
play Mine Grabber on it.

Great.
It's the 8-year-old's fault.

I knew it couldn't
possibly be yours.

You know how much
I spent on my hair.

You mean how much
I spent on your hair.

Oh, now we get
to the real issue!

It's okay.

Uh, I've got you listed.

Mr. and Mrs. Davidson.

Uh, let's just do this.

I'll scan the main
barcode and let you in.

- Oh, thank you.
- Thank you.

Such a beautiful night.

No problem.

Bunny, hi.

You think he's armed?

Well, he'd be
an idiot not to be,

and he's definitely
not an idiot.

Phase 2.

So what do I get out of this?

What are you,
negotiating with me now?

Okay, well, 1, your sister
doesn't rat you out

for being a thief.
How's that?

I've been caught
doing worse.

Grandma and Grandpa
will get over it.

2, you get to do
something for your family,

which you're going to pretend
you don't care about,

and 3, most importantly,
it's not going to be boring.

- All these people here.
- I know.

For you and the special
work you do.

Oh, honey.

Want something to drink?

Yes, I'd love
a little Scotch.

Thank you.

Mrs. Persikoff.
So happy to finally meet you.

I believe you've spoken
to some of my co-workers,

and they all
sing your praises.

- Oh.
- I'm sorry. I'm Martin Unger.

I'm sure somebody
mentioned my name.

I'm in charge of PR
for this event.

It's a lovely event,
lovely people.

Listen, the doctors
get all the credit,

but we know who the real
heroes are, don't we?

You're too kind.

We have a lovely
green room for you upstairs

so you can relax and get some
quiet before your big moment.

I'm fine here.

Okay, yeah. I'll tell Marlene.

You know, she recently
photographed Madonna,

and the pictures were,
dare I say, sumptuous,

and you do look sumptuous,

but do what you want to do.

Well...

I don't want to mess up
any plans.

As soon as my son
comes with the drinks...

No, don't worry about that.

Andy, can you tell
Mr. Persikoff

that his mother
is in the green room?

- Oh, my name's...
- Not now,

Andy.

We have a green room?

There's always so much
that goes on

behind the scenes,
you know?

- Oh!
- My God!

- Oh, my God!
- I'm so sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- Are you okay?

Really, I didn't
see you coming.

- I'm really sorry.
- Do I look okay?

Look at my face.
You okay?

It's not on your face.

Let's go get you
cleaned up.

I'm so sorry.
Here's your purse.

Thank you. Okay. Let's
go get you cleaned up.

Get out of my way!

- I'm sorry.
- Okay, yeah.

You are fired.

- Hey, Mom.
- Mr. Persikoff?

Who is this?

What are you doing
with my mother's phone?

I think she had
a heart attack.

I don't know.
She's kind of blue.

There's a doctor here
with her. Where are you?

She was clutching her chest.
They called an ambulance.

I said where are you?

The Hogan Room, second floor.

Abraham Persikoff,

pursuant to the laws
of this state

and Paragraph 6B of
your bail bonds agreement,

I am hereby forcibly
detaining you.

Please, raise your hands.

Have you ever
shot a person before?

Yeah.

I said put your hands up.

The first one's
always the toughest.

Most people
don't have it in them.

Mr. Persikoff...

There's something

that stops us from
pulling that trigger,

even when we have
every reason.

It's a person
in front of us,

- a human being.
- Shut up.

And if you're
the type of person

who could pull
that trigger,

you'll also be
the type of person

who could listen
to what I'm saying

without freaking out.

Put your hands back up.

No.

Shoot me in the back

if your money means
that much to you.

Ha ha!

Oh, my word, that is so funny!

I guess it's true

that no publicity is
indeed bad publicity.

Right? Am I right?
I know I'm right.

You're so right. Mm.

Mm?

I wonder what's taking
Abraham so long.

You know,
I'm going to call him.

No, no,
that's not necessary.

I'm sure he's just
caught up chatting...

Oh.

- Oh.
- Oh.

Listen to that. Yeah.

Julia, are we all set
for our big honoree?

I have my own gun
pointed at my head.

She found your son.

- Oh, good.
- Yeah.

I need you to bring
his mother to the kitchen,

or I die.

Okay, that's perfect.

We'll see you there
in two minutes, okay?

Okay. All right, so yeah,
let's just go to the stage

the back way. That way,
it'll be a bigger moment.

Oh, a bigger moment. Okay.

Oh, You know what?

I forgot something
in the ballroom.

What? Can't it wait
till later?

I wish. Stay right here.

I'll be right back,
okay?

Mom.

What the hell
is she doing here?

What's going on?

Who were you with?

A nice young man.
He took care of me

when a waitress spilled
wine all over my dress.

Mom, where is he?

He's not coming back.

He's a coward.

Smart guy.

We're going, Mom,
out the back.

My award.

You promised.

I know.

But I can't.

I'm going to need a fairly
significant head start,

as you've proven
somewhat relentless.

- Uhh!
- Aah!

Oh! Ohh!

Hey!

You don't think
I'll shoot this time?

I'm going to remember
your face.

If I ever see you again,
I'm going to kill you.

I can't believe
he didn't recognize me.

You are one
very lucky bastard.

I think the word you're
looking for is heroic.

Thanks for watching the kids
last night, Grandpa.

Are you serious? I want to be
the first one you call.

I got my nails done. Huh?

- Fancy.
- Yeah.

Uh, how was work?

What was all that
miscommunication about?

Oh, uh, Brad Lewis
wasn't the issue.

It was Abraham Persikoff.

One of yours?

He cause any problems?

None at all.

Apparently he got confused

about what day
he had to be in court.

And, uh, Pete's face?

Oh, I, uh, I did that.

We were roughhousing.
Have you seen these?

You do not survive a
battle with these unscathed.

Take it down,
take it out!

How old are you two?

Carly got a B+
on her algebra midterm.

Way to go, Carly.

What?

That's what I'm talking about.

- I'm very proud of you.
- Yes.

Grandma, could you
pass me the gravy?

Pete, could you pass that?

Got it. Thank you.

You give good,
good gravy.

It was a hard one, too.

That's good, baby.
That's good, good, good.

Pete?

Okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

- Eddie.
- Marius.

Where were you, man?
I was there.

I waited for, like, an hour.

Yeah, I saw you there.

Uh, nothing?

Come on, Eddie.
Give me a story,

something to make me
trust you again.

They saw me get off
the subway, man.

They knew something was up,
but I led them away.

You just come back.

- I miss you, man.
- Oh, shut up.

You're not good at this.

You've never
been good at this.

That's why this is
so stupid, Eddie.

What did they
promise you?

They said if I
help them find you...

they wouldn't kill you.

And that sounded like
a good deal to you?

Huh? Oh, that's
the perfect deal?

They throw a little money
on top of that?

He's trying to help you,
jackass.

Jesus.
You are so stubborn.

God damn.

Look, Marius,

I'm going to make this
short, okay?

I'm a very reasonable man,

but even reasonable men
have limitations, okay?

You stole from me.
I can't have that.

But now you're back, right?

So here's what we're
going to do.

I'm going to give you a week
to give me my money.

If you don't...

I'm going to take
your brother's hand

and a bolt cutter,

and I'm going
to snip off a finger.

Next week,

snip off another one.

All right?

Pretty soon I'm going
to run out of fingers.

Then what?

Vance, you're going
to be wasting your time

because I really don't care
about my brother anymore.

Y-You know, you had me
for about two seconds.

You got seven days, Marius.

Hey, Pete.

Didn't want to disturb you.

Hey, Grandma.

Got to get the eggs

for tomorrow's breakfast.

Everything all right?

Oh, yeah, I was just on
the phone with a friend.

If I don't get these
out of here tonight,

there's a fox who will.

Little bastard
coming into our house,

staking a claim
to what isn't his.

We can't have that, can we?

No, ma'am.

Okay.

Oh, that's enough.

Thanks.