The Horror of Dolores Roach (2023): Season 1, Episode 8 - Stop Me - full transcript

I really didn't
want to have to do that.

Fuck.

"Fuck" to which thing?

There are so many things
that call for a "fuck."

I never... you know, seen that.

Just fucking help me,
help me get him out of here.

- Come on.
- But I already cleaned up downstairs.

Are you... You want to leave him
in the fucking freezer?

How'd that work out
for you last time?

- I put a lock on it.
- Oh...

you put a lock on it.



You put a fucking lock on it.

You left the sticker on it,
you fucking genius.

You're supposed to

take the sticker off.

- It comes like that, okay?
- No, it doesn't.

- I... I didn't put it there.
- Of course it does, you idiot.

You-you distracted me.

Oh, really? I distracted you?

I'm not the one thinking
about eating pussy.

I love you, D. I love you.
I'm eating your pussy.

Nobody else's pussy, I mean it.

You know what? Shut the fuck up,
man. Help me with this shit.

You know, I was trying to be
romantic, okay?

- But whatever, man.
- Jesus H. Christ. Please just help me get him



- the fuck out of here.
- Yeah. I got it, I got it.

Oh, my God.

Okay.

Watch your back, watch your
back, watch your back,

watch your back,
watch your back.

- Hello?
- Shit. - Oh.

Shit, shit, shit. Get back.

Get back. Back up.

Oh, come on,

- don't kick him.
- Put his leg up.

Y'all turning up
in there, or what?

Hi.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Where's Jonah?

- What? Yeah.
- You just missed him.

You just missed him.
Yeah.

I... thought he was
coming down to work.

- He doesn't work here.
- No.

Well,
he kind of does now.

He probably went to his office.

Oh, but he said "down,"

like downstairs.

I mean, his office
is up north...

I don't know, he just, he left,

wasn't trying to stick around.

Okay...

Oh, uh, would you...

would you like some?

Uh, D doesn't want any.

- She's not hungry.
- Yeah, I-I'm full.

- I'm good. Are we gonna open up?
- Yeah, we are.

- Just, uh, I'll be out in a sec.
- Okay.

You're gonna open up the shop?

Yeah, 'cause I'm gonna leave him
in here for a little bit

- until I... figure out...
- What?

Yeah.

Is that Jonah's phone?

I don't know. Is it?

That's weird.

Yeah, it is fucking weird, huh?

No, it's not weird, man. I leave
my phone places all the time.

But you don't have a phone.

D... Now you know why I don't
have a phone.

- He-he-he did stop by and say hi...
to us... - Yeah.

- ...before he left.
- Yeah.

- To go out. To us.
- He did.

To... For work.

- He'll probably come back for it.
- Yeah, for sure.

Yeah. Okay...

Hey, how's Sophia?

She's good. I just
talked to her this morning.

She sounds really good.

I'm gonna go see her
during lunch.

That's really great, Nellie.

Yeah. I know.

Okay. Time to open up.

Jonah was a good kid.
He didn't deserve that.

Neither does Nellie.
And now we got another body,

and we can't stay here,
buy-out or not.

Luis?

Oh, I called Jonah's office,

they said he still
wasn't there yet.

Girl, it's been, like,
five seconds, really, though.

He stayed over last night.

I'm a horrible,
horrible person.

He probably forgot his phone

'cause he ain't never
had it like that.

Clearly, he wasn't thinking.

He probably wasn't thinking,
that's probably...

Uh...

Who's Luis talking to?

I don't know, some pig.

Gosh, I'm just really surprised
anybody could think that.

Yeah,
we're gonna have to go.

I mean, Empanada Loca's
a family-owned business.

We've been the foundation
of this community

for over 30 years.

Actually, yeah,
we're all that's left.

I stand behind everything
that goes on behind those doors.

Yeah?

So, then, how come I haven't
seen Marcie since she went down

to see her?

Oh.

I don't know
what Marcie coming by

for a massage has to do with you

thinking
we're selling marijuana.

Okay, she came down here
to check out the competition,

then she disappeared.

Competition?
Marcie's still dealing?

Shit, I thought she
outgrew that in her 30s.

Okay, time to cut the shit, bro,
or the next call I make

is gonna be to my buddies
in the DEA.

Now, you paying her off or what?

Am I paying her off?

Papa, I'm not paying
anybody off.

Well, maybe
you're gonna have to.

Oh... I got you.

I got you, bro. Yeah.
This is a shakedown, right?

You're not getting
Marcie's payoff,

so you're coming here for mine.

Well, go ahead, bring all
your DEA buddies down here,

they can search the whole place.

- We'll give them some empanadas...
- Luis.

...and some massages
while they're here.

- Luis, come on.
- They will never be the same.

You know, come to think of it,
maybe, uh, maybe

you would like
a nice massage, huh?

You seem a little tense, bro,
no offense.

No, thank you.

Suit yourself.

- Something's not right here.
- Yeah?

Don't know what that is.

You just gonna stand out here?

All right, man.
Do your thing.

Yeah, go ahead. Go.

- You check that guy?
- Come on, Luis.

Come on, stop.

Not today, Jeremiah.

Come on. Let's go downstairs.

- Nellie, we'll be right back, all right?
- Okay...

- Get the fuck downstairs, all right?
- Ah...!

Shut up.

We got to go.
We got to go. Come on.

- Wait, what?
- We got to, we got to pack

- immediately. Let's go, let's go.
- Wait, why?

Why? That's your question?

Because of the dead landlord's
dead son in the freezer

and because of the dirty cop

that's outside
trying to shake you down?

Read the room, man,
we got to, we got to go.

Well,
he's just talking shit.

He's not gonna do anything yet.

Wh-What? So, what are you,
what are you gonna do?

You're gonna wait until you get
another offer on the business?

And then
you're gonna keep making

fucking Muy Loco empanadas?

I mean, look,
we're hiding in plain sight.

No more people empanadas. Did...

We do have money, we do. We have
your 15K, and then we have

the money that I have.

That's not enough to buy
a house in Colorado.

- Mami, that's only 15K.
- Luis!

I'm not trying to buy
a house in Colorado.

I'm trying not to spend
my fucking life in prison.

- But where would we even go now?
- I don't fucking know, man.

We could just go...
the subway tunnel,

- I don't know, we'll figure it out.
- You want to live like that?

No, I don't. I don't want
to live like that,

but this shit
is not sustainable.

This is not... Look, look,
we were already gonna go

- anyway, right?
- We...

It's just the money,
that's the only thing

that's changed,
we don't have the money.

- We were still gonna go.
- Look.

Everything's changed.

Everything's changed.
I mean,

I-I know you had
to do Jonah like that,

but, you know, I'm not mad,

but... we were gonna leave

'cause he was gonna go ahead
and take Empanada Loca.

- "Was."
- If we leave now, if we leave now,

- that's it.
- "Was" was the thing.

It's all gonna be
wiped out, okay?

Everything I've had,
my whole legacy,

everything that I have.
I was born here.

I was literally born right here
on this fucking floor.

We-we have a great time here,
okay?

You have fun, right?

Mm, it's like
the perfect kind of...

Oh, shit.

Oh, you tried this shit?

This strain's called Trainwreck,
it is...

- Wow.
- Luis.

This is a trainwreck.

All of this
is a fucking trainwreck.

I don't give...
I'm fucking leaving.

You do whatever the fuck
you want to do.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait. Okay?

Please, please, wait. Okay.

You win. You win.

Okay? But listen,

if we were to leave
right this second,

that's gonna look
suspicious, okay?

We got to, we got to divert
some attention, okay?

'Cause we got to buy ourselves
some time first.

How are we gonna do that?

I got an idea.

I got an idea.
I swear to you, I got an idea.

Just-just got to give me
some more time, okay?

Give me some more time.

- Some more time, okay?
- We got to leave today, Luis.

- Okay...
- Today is the day

that we got to l-leave.

What are you doing?

- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna,

I'm gonna take care of it.

- I got it. I got it.
- What are you doing?

I'm gonna give you
an hour, tops, Luis.

- That's it.
- Trust me, mami.

Trust me, all right?

Oh, yeah,
I trust him.

I trust him to fuck shit up
even more.

But I still need him

'cause he's the only one

who would never
throw me under the bus.

Human beings are full of shit,

but this table has
never let me down.

You took care of it
that quick, huh?

- Joy.
- Took care of what?

Uh, no, um, y-you know what?

It's, um, now's really...
it's really not a good...

Not a good time.
It's never a good time with you,

- is it, Dolores?
- Joy, please.

It's just that
I pulled my neck again.

I think it's stress.

Oh, my God, really?
I-I... Am I on mute?

- I really...
- No chiropractor's as good

as you, not that I can afford
a chiropractor.

No, I can't... I can't deal
with this right now.

The... My table is not even up.

- You-you have to go.
- Why, what's going on?

What's going on is
you have to go, okay?

No, no, wait a minute,
wait a minute.

You're being incredibly rude.

I'm your friend.

I tried to get you a job

when you showed up
from prison with nothing,

which completely destroyed
my relationship with my sister,

and we haven't spoken in weeks
because of you.

And still, I got you
so many clients,

so many people, they were
waiting for their laundry.

"Hey, you got 30 minutes?

You got to go next door
and see Magic Hands."

And you're good,

but you're not
the Second Coming, okay?

They all just went to see you
because I sent them,

because I tell the truth,

and people like me,

and I have good taste,

and-and you-you-you just treat
me like I'm some sort of a...

You know what?

I should charge you commission.

You don't want to help me

when I come to you in pain,
then ten percent.

Fine, turn around. Turn around
right now. You got 30 seconds.

- Okay. Right, right.
- You got 30 seconds.

- Where is it?
- Right here. Right here. So tight.

- Okay.
- Yes. Exactly...

Just be quiet, please, Joy.
Just...

- Oh. I'm sorry I snapped at you.
- No, it's fine, it's fine.

It's fine. Shh.

Please, I just want you to be
fucking quiet, all right?

Real friends got
to tell you the hard truth.

- Joy, you really need to shut the fuck up.
- The hard truth, Dolores,

is that you can be so mean,

- so very mean.
- Mean? I'm mean?

I think you should start...

I liked Joy,

but she was in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck!

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

We got to go.

Fuck. We got to go.
We got to go.

- Luis? Luis?
- And she said she'd come

- right back to the hotel?
- And she said

she was gonna bring us
back some empanadas!

- And you haven't heard from her since?
- No.

She didn't even
call in sick. This is a woman

that's never missed a matinee

since She Loves Me in 1993,

and that was only because

she got shoved
onto the subway tracks.

Ruthie survived
the third rail,

and even then, she called!

- Hmm. That's odd.
- Okay, so here's what's really weird...

Hey, Nellie, can I talk
to you for a second?

Um...
- Hi. How you doing? I just... We're...

- Uh...
- I just need her for...

- One second.
- Just a few seconds, guys.

- Just a little bit.
- I'll be right back.

I just have a-a question
that I wanted to ask.

Um... what's going on?

Okay, so,
listen to this.

Jonah hasn't shown up
at his office yet.

Oh, my God, girl.
Hasn't even been an hour yet.

You really just got to relax.

I know, but first,
his father disappeared,

and then this woman.

Well, his father didn't
really disappear, though,

'cause his father texted him,
though, right?

Only once. Not since then.

And the woman who was looking
for them, she disappeared.

- At least, that's what they're saying
out there. - What?

What do they say? Why are you
listening to those people?

Oh, my God.
Do you think it's the Mob?

- What?
- Does the Mob still exist?

Yes, the Mob still exists.
It's not the Mob, Nellie.

No, it's just...

I don't know what it is. I
don... I don't know what it is.

I don't,
but everything is fine, okay?

Everything is fine.

I don't think it's fine!

It may not be fine!

Sometimes things are not fine.

When my mom went to prison,
that was not fine.

And when she went to prison
before that, that was not fine.

And I just want to know
if something's not fine,

- before something hap... Uh...
- Okay.

I don't want anything
to happen to you or Luis.

Can we just go back to work?

Please? Please?

I swear everything
is gonna be okay, I-I promise.

It's gonna be fine, okay?

- I mean, we can't do anything about this.
- Okay.

So let's just... Like, we'll go
back to work, all right?

- Okay. All right.
- Okay.

She trusts me.

I'm a monster.

Worse, I'm real.

Luis?

Is there any slight, like,
fraction of a chance

he didn't do something stupid?

That'd be too stupid
even for him, right?

Was that like that before?

I can't wait for him.

I'm getting my shit,
and I'm getting out of here.

- ...and all this debt.
- Mm-hmm.

And then he was getting
these weird text messages,

- and nothing.
- Not... Like, not at all?

- Nothing?
- Not at all.

- That's shady.
- And that's not like him.

- What if he became a monk?
- No.

She figured it out?

- What?
- Joy figured it out?

No, she didn't.

Sh-She saw something?

Or why-why'd you have
to go and...?

'Cause I'm on
a fucking bender, man,

and we got to go.

And I'm leaving
with or without you.

Wait, wait, wait. Why?

Why?

Come on, Luis.

We already had
this conversation.

I got to do something
with this first.

Mami, I got a plan.
I really wish you'd trust me!

Why would I trust you? Why?

You've made everything worse.

- I've been looking out for you, okay?
- Don't! I don't need

a 30-something, sweaty,

tampon-stealing cannibal

who reeks of adobo
and aceite

and wouldn't have anybody else
to go down on

if Dominic hadn't fucked
my life apart 16 years ago

to make decisions for me
anymore. Thank you.

You are fucking mean.
That is so fucking mean.

Yeah? Then I'm fucking mean.
Who gives a shit?

I also killed six fucking
people. That doesn't bother you?

And I just killed Joy!
Jesus, why did I kill Joy?

Yeah, I didn't really
see that coming at all.

- Fuck did I kill Joy?
- I-I didn't see that...

- I didn't see that coming at all.
- Why the fuck did I...

Oh, shit!

Yo, that came quick. Damn.

♪ The Five-O coming! ♪

Dolores. Dolores!

Nellie!

- Nellie, wait!
- Help me!

- Nellie!
- The... Oh!

That worked out even better
than I thought. Nice.

I was just gonna buy us some
time, but now it's off of us.

We can really stay here now.

And thanks to Magic Hands'
latest delivery,

we'll even have
fresh Muy Loca tonight.

What did you do?

Yo, with Sophia gone,
perfect timing.

Just hoisted it all up from
the fire escape with a rope.

- Oh, my God.
- Physics in action, baby.

- I even called in a tip.
- Oh, my God.

"Oh, uh, I think, uh...
I think I know

where the bodies wound up."

Easy feasy.

- How could you do that to Nellie?
- Yo, come on.

She's the reason why Jonah
was hanging around here

- in the first place.
- No, she's not the reason. I'm the reason

- he was hanging out here. I'm the reason!
- Oh, whatever.

She's young. She's young.

She can do something with
her life when she gets out.

Get out? Luis,

you don't get out
when you chop people up.

Especially someone like Nellie.

You think
the system was bad on me?

How could you do that?

Uh, how could I?
Motherfuckers around here

are getting
their fucking necks snapped.

I think Nellie
made it out A-okay.

Plus, we're safe now, mami.
Come on.

No, we're not safe.

They are gonna now search

every inch of this building.

You have, once again,

made it worse.

Well, what was I...? What
the fuck was I supposed to do?!

You were supposed
to stop me!

Anybody, somebody,
was supposed to stop me!

I could have
really been happy here,

like, with you.

Me doing my massages,
you doing your thing upstairs.

I never wanted a house
in Colorado, man.

I just wanted...

...to have a normal,
simple life...

...and be a normal,
simple person.

But I got to be
this person instead.

Okay.

Like, all this today.

Like, always
this particular time of day?

I got to go.

I'm gonna come with you.
Let me get my shit real quick.

Oh, too late.

- Come on.
- What? Jeremiah.

Come on, Dolores.
Let's go. Come on.

I got my truck out back.
It's running.

Let's go.

What the fuck
is he even doing here?

- Oh. Stop. Luis.
- Oh! I know everything.

What? - I know what you're making her do,
I know what you do...

You don't know
a goddamn thing.

I know what's in
those empanadas!

- What the fuck are you talking about?
- I know what you did

to yourself, and I know
what you did to Ariel!

- To my father?
- He always knew you had

a screw loose, but you knew
he knew it, too. That's why

- you left him down here to rot!
- You don't know one...

You don't know the first thing
about me or my dad,

so why don't you
shut the fuck up?

- He was my friend!
- He wasn't your fucking friend, bro.

You're a fucking pendejo.
He felt sorry for you

because you're fucking crazy.

Even before
your fucking dead wife,

or before your fucking
conspiracy theorist bullshit.

And nobody believes
a goddamn word you fucking say!

- I'm not crazy.
- Yeah.

- I'm not crazy.
- Yeah?

Where the bodies at?!

- Jeremiah, wait! Jeremiah!
- Where they at?

- Keep look, man. Keep looking.
- Let's just go!

- Where the bodies at?!
- Let's go! - You're not gonna

- find shit, you fucking psycho.
- Where the bodies at?!

- Where the bodies at?!
- You ain't gonna find shit,

- you fucking psycho!
- Jeremiah, it was me!

Where they at?!

Wait! Stop it!

- Guys, stop it.
- You're a monster!

He's choking!
He's choking!

Look at him. No. Let me go!

- No!
- He's choking! He's choking!

- He's fucking choking!
- No!

- Christ, look at him. He's choking!
- No. Stop!

Help him! Stop it!
You got to help him.

Get him!
Come on!

Jeremiah? Jeremiah?!

Jeremiah?

Oh, my God.

Why did you make me do that?!

It would been
more fucking humane to kill him!

I'm a pacifist!
Look what you turned me into!

Stay away from me.

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.
- Get away from me, Luis!

No.
I'm coming with you.

No, you're not
fucking coming with me!

I don't ever want to see you

or your fucking waffle crotch
ever again.

Listen, mami,

I'm gonna help you. I'm gonna help you.
- No.

Get away from me.
Get the fuck away from me!

But Dolores, you're the love
of my life. You're the love

- of my life. I love you.
- Don't you fucking

- touch me!
- You're the love of my life.

- Get away from me!
- I'll help you. So let me. So let me.

- Can't leave without me!
- Aah!

What is... No, no!

- Get away from me! Get away from me!
- No, no, no, no!

- No! You can't go. No, you can't go.
You can't. - Let me go!

You can't go. No, we're too good to go.
You're too good. - Let me go!

- Let me go! Please!
- We're too good.

- Stay with me, mami.
- Let me go.

Stay with me.
Stay with me.

Come on. Stay with me, mami.
Please don't go.

Don't go. Don't go.
Please don't go.

Please don't go. Please don't go.

Please don't go.
Please don't go.

Please don't go.

Don't go.

Oh. Oh, oh.

Deep fried,
like everybody else.

Ah, shit!

Fuck. Fuck! I don't know how
to fucking drive!

♪ Oh, oh, Dolores ♪

♪ You've come undone ♪

♪ It happens every time ♪

♪ Now, isn't it a crime ♪

♪ How they drag you down...

In a truck
full of raw meat.

So that's how
you burned your hand?

Huh?

Yeah. That's how.

And then what?

And then I spent four years on
the lam, looking for Dominic,

trying to put
all this shit behind me.

Meanwhile,
my name's on a marquee

like Jack the Uptown Ripper.

I thought you were dead.

We all thought you were dead.

And... and I believed
what I heard about you,

that you were
some deranged monster,

- that you...
- No, no, no, but you were right.

- I am.
- No.

- Yeah.
- You're a victim

- of circumstance.
- No. You were right all along.

- You're a vigilante!
- Were you not paying attention?

But you had to do it. You had
to do all of those things!

- You were right all along!
- You had to do it.

You had to do all of it.

I didn't, though, did I?

I didn't.

And you want
to know something else?

I came here tonight
to do it again.

To me?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

To whoever gets in my way,
or might get in my way,

or rubs me the wrong way.

Or is just in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

Man, you said it yourself,

and you were right about me.

You're right.

I can't stop.

Okay, Caleb, people are
saying that you, like,

made Dolores a human being
with this play,

like, even more
than the podcast.

You know, you took this,
like, evil serial killer lady,

and you made her a heroine!

I am going to make her
into a TV show next.

Did you see Jason Blum here?

- Okay, excuse me. He's on fire.
- I know.

- Yeah. - I'm gonna grab my coat,
and then I'll meet you outside?

- Okay, okay.
- Okay.

Hello?

Would you like a massage?

Oh, fuck, no!

Motherfucker, really?

A podcast
about my fucking life?!

And now a Broadway play?

- Dominic!
- Yeah, where's my check, bitch?

- Dominic. Dominic!
- Where the fuck is my check?!

- Dominic.
- What? What?!

Dominic.

What'd you say?

- Aah. Dominic.
- What'd you say?

I can help you find Dominic
if you let me go.

You know where Dominic is?

- Aah! I know someone who does.
- Yeah?

You want to live another day to
record another shitty podcast?

- Yeah. - You take me to
that person right motherfucking now.

Okay.

Whose house is this?

I think...
I think you should just...

I'm gonna go inside that house,

and when I come back out, your
ass had better still be here,

or else I will hunt you down

and finish shoving that mic
so far down your throat,

we'll be able to do an interview
with your colon.

Okay,
but your-your hair looks...

amazing like that.

Like, it's... it's, like, hot.

It's, like...
Like, it real, it really does.

It's, like, really cute.

That volume, and... Okay.

Fuck.

♪ Crossing over into something ♪

♪ Making it all out of nothing ♪

♪ Implement and reinvent ♪

♪ You take the fall ♪

♪ Oh, oh, Dolores ♪

♪ You've come undone ♪

♪ It happens every time ♪

♪ Now, isn't it a crime ♪

♪ How they drag you down,
Dolores? ♪

♪ How they drag you
down, Dolores? ♪

♪ How they drag you down,
Dolores? ♪♪