True Detective (2014–…): Season 2, Episode 7 - Black Maps and Motel Rooms - full transcript

As Ani, Paul, and Ray get closer to finding out the truth about Caspere, circumstances become more dangerous for them all and everyone around them. Frank deals with an inside betrayal, learns important information, and plans his next move.

I feel so fucked up.

My head's so fucked up.

You want me to roll a joint?

Oh, those fucking fucks.

Holloway was there.
Fucking Geldof.

The fucking AG was
shaking hands with the...

That piece of shit
tried to choke me out.

He put his hands on the wrong...

I've been waiting my
whole life for that.

I think I even

went looking.

That's my whole life.

And when I ran out of the
woods and they found me...

The woods?



You said...

Oh, God.

Hey, look, I don't think...

This wouldn't help you.

It might.

It usually does.

All right.

Um, it's the drugs.

It's the drugs.

I'm fucked up.


You're too far out
of my league, anyway.

I'm gonna check
on the other two.

You and the girl... You should
stay here through tomorrow.

You know, we can see
what the damage is

and report all this to Davis.


You can call your sister.

Addenda to corporate charters
for holding companies,

shares dispersed to new
owners, Eagle Iron LLC.

President, Osip Agranov.

Electralux Entertainment.

President, Anthony Chessani.

Well, it shows the
holding company's assets.

These are all land parcels
in that corridor.

Valley poisoned by mine runoff.

There was some kind of
buy-sell deal upon death.

I mean, they just repurchased
Caspere's shares for pennies

and redistributed them.


Well, it's something.

Everything all right?

Yeah. Yeah.

It's just my fiancee.

Okay, what's next?

I got to...

I gotta check in at home.

We should drop this on Davis.

You wanna hold the fort?

Question her when she comes up.


You think they could make me
for that security guard?

Would they?

I don't know.

I hoped you'd make it home.

But I guess here is good enough.

Took a couple kicks last night.

Can you talk about it?

There'll be some new people
operating at the clubs for a while.

Few days a week.

What people?


Something else to solve.

In the midst of being
gangbanged by forces unseen,

I figure I'd drill
a new orifice,

go on and fuck
myself for a change.

Frank, what can
you pull together?

Liquid, right now?

Maybe 200K. Three tops.

We could just walk
away from the table.

That's 45 years of my life.

You see me managing
an Applebee's?

I worked at one once.

They give you a shift meal.

I'll handle the
deliveries at Lux.

Mrs. Semyon. You look
lovely this morning.

Ray, dashing as ever.

Keep it holstered.

I had a bit of a strange night.

You should just tell me
what's going on, Paul.

The man on the phone scared me.

He said, "Ask Paul
about the pictures."

That's all he said.

He hung up.

What is this about?

Tell me or I'm not going.

It was that case.
I was undercover.

I just want you to be
safe for a couple days.

We are having a baby.

This will all be
cleared up by then.

Why did you get with me, Paul?
Why did you even ask me out?

I'm just trying
to be a good man.

Well, you don't try right.

What happened?

It was bad in there.

If they think I was you, you need
to disappear for a little while.

What? How am I
supposed to disappear?

I'll give you some money.

Go up north. Oregon, maybe.

Dad knows some people.

He should go, too, just...
Just to be safe.

For how long?

I'm seeing someone, and I'm
starting school in the fall.

We just need to
put this case down.

And then you're okay.

But you gotta go. Both of you.

Now. Like, today.

You get somebody to put some of
your things together for you.

You don't go back home.

What did you do?

I saved a girl.

She's in the next room

coming off of whatever
they had her on.

Did they give you something?

Did you go all the way in?

Inside the party?


Did you?

I don't see how you can
expect us to stay here.

Paul, if something
this wrong is going on,

maybe you should
go to your bosses.

Tell them you need out.

It's more complicated than that.

The less you know, the better.

I can't go to the
bosses, not yet.

This op I did,
it might be nothing.

But I just want
you both to be safe

if my cover was blown,
that's it.

Two, three nights tops.

What are we supposed to do?

Room service.

Don't answer the door or
the phone if it isn't me.

And, you know, just relax.


You bring someone up,

invest time and emotion,

personal attachment,

and hope for what?


Well, this is way
bigger than Blake.

You got probable future governor

and current Attorney
General Geldof there.

And that guy from
Catalast, McCandless,

he closed the deal.

What deal?

We got these documents from one
of Catalast's holding companies,

transferred ownership of assets,
land in that rail corridor.

Now, they sold Caspere's
shares in two other companies.

One of them's owned by the
mayor's kid, Tony Chessani.

Him? Kid's a twist.

I fixed a hit-and-run
for him once. Motherfucker.

Well, the other company's
owned by this older cat.

He was at the party.

I saw him at the warehouse where
they dropped the girls last week.

Looked European.

Papers said his name was...

Osip Agranov.

He's Russian-Israeli.

Blake was listed as the
holding company's treasurer.

So to me, it looked
like your man helped Tony

and this other guy fuck you
out of Caspere's shares.

It could be what
they killed Caspere for.

My old chief Holloway,
he was there, too.

The girl, Irina Rulfo,

she said a cop gave
her Caspere's stash.

Paid her to pawn it.

She said he was white.

You found Irina?

Sort of.

She's gone.

You got a name for me?

The man who put you
on my wife's attacker?

I'll have it for you
by the end of the day.

Word of honor.

I guess I'll continue with
the belief it wasn't you.



go ahead and show
yourself out just now.

I need a few minutes alone,

process the ins
and outs of all this.


I gotta go anyways.

Woodrugh, Velcoro.

The Rulfo girl said a policeman
paid her to pawn Caspere's stuff.

Look in LAPD service
records, all right.

Find out where
Holloway was in '92

and who else was in his squad.

Davis is meeting
me this afternoon.

I want her to see
those signatures in person.

Your sister put me onto you.

She said you were missing.

And then this was
delivered to her.

Contents of a mailbox you kept.

I need you to look
at this stuff.

These pictures.

Oh, shit, man.

Forgot I kept that box.


Yeah, Tascha must
have sent these.

Tascha? You know Ben Caspere?

He had a girl he
introduced as Tascha.


I met Ben at the
Panticapaeum Institute

when I was a maid.

He was the one.

He hooked me up on the circuit.

Tascha... God...
Was his, like, favorite.

She's Hungarian.

But she had these plans.

Photos of these parties.

I warned her.

Fuck. Maybe she
sent these as backup.

Bitch tried
to involve me in that shit.

She tried to blackmail them.

I warned her.

Dudes like this don't play.

All right, what about
these diamonds?

They mean anything to you?

Those must be...

Yeah, she had said once that Caspere
had shown her these diamonds.

Said they were special-like.

What happened to Tascha?

Wherever we were,
it was someplace up north.

They found a camera.

So, I think there
was a cabin out back.

It was Tony C and their guys.

And they took her
into the woods.

Will you testify?

Fuck, no.

I was hammered anyway.

You know what? Thinking about it,
I don't know what I've seen.

Is that when you
tried to get out?

I never tried to get out.

Girl fucked up. All you gotta
do is follow the rules.

I didn't want to get out.

You feel me?

I was never missing.

You didn't look like you
wanted to be where you were

when I found you.

I took too much Molly
on top of champagne.

So what? It happens.

All right, so...

Who's the other girl?

Her name is Laura, maybe.

I ain't seen her in,
like, five, six months.

Maybe they took her
out to the cabin?

No, she wasn't dumb like Tascha.

Look, can I just get a ride?

Or call somebody?

Your sister's on her way.

What the fuck? You don't
think my sister's fucked up?

The way she waits hand and foot

on that panty-sniffing

Better than being strung out.

Yo, I have a place.

I got nice things.

I had a good thing
with Tony and his people.

Maybe, and this is
just a thought,

maybe you were put on Earth
for more than fucking.

Everything is fucking.

Oh, thank God.

No, stop. I am not
going with you.

Fuck your pervertido husband.

He's different now.

You need to lay low, Vera.

Stay with your sister. I'll
let you know when it's safe.

Till then, you're in danger.

You fucking putas.
You put me in danger.

And I'm the only one
who can get you out.

You reach out to those men, I'll
let them know you talked to a cop,

and they'll paint
a cabin with you.

You motherfuckers.

Holy fuck.


Late today.

Had to get Ivar
covering the pit.

Sorry, boss. I was taking
care of some stuff.

The girls had a little
private thing last night.

15 Gs.

- Yours.
- Holy cow.

You must be what they call
a natural-born pimp.

Me, I always saw a difference
between a whore and a pimp.

A whore can still
have integrity.

You want to move
me up, let me know.

That's the thing, right?

There's nothing
to move you up to.

Is there?

I mean,

all my shit's been
taken down to the street.

You'll get it back, boss.

Everybody knows you will.

Stan was following you.

And he wasn't the subtlest
guy in the world,

so I'm guessing that
you spotted the tail.

Hey, look, boss. I don't know...

What did he see you doing

caused you to punch
his ticket like that?

You took his eyes. Why?

To make it look
connected to Caspere?

Truth is your
only play right now,

because you fucked up
letting yourself be alone

in this room with me.

Look, Frank, there's been
a mistake somewhere.

You're arrogant.

Or else you never
would have walked in here.

Have I got a fucking
story for you.



Please. Frank, please.

I can... You can what?


Osip? His crew?

Caspere? Stan?

Osip's people...

They've been running
Eastern bloc girls

through Southern California
for over a year, Frank.

Osip's been moving
to take your spot

ever since your
meeting in Paris.

With your help, huh?

They reached out.

All these moves you were making,
you'd have done the same.

You think they give
a shit about handshakes?

You never should have
brought this to Osip.


You kill Caspere? Or did Osip?

No, no. Nobody knows
who that was, man. Nobody.

So where's the money I gave him?

Caspere was always gonna fuck you, Frank.
Osip was backing the play.

Osip and Tony Chessani, they're
absorbing Caspere's action?

Why'd you kill Stan?

He saw me meeting
Osip and his guy.

He wanted a payoff, Frank.
He tried blackmailing me.


What the fuck? It's "bullshit"?

You got all these
big plans, land deals.

Where was that
supposed to leave us?

You taught me, "Make
your own opportunities."

That guy way back,
Velcoro's wife,

who was that guy you gave up?

What? Velcoro? Frank, what...

He didn't hurt Ray's wife.
Who was he?

This fucking meth head.

He said I ripped him off.
He was gonna come after me.

I heard about
this deputy's wife.

I saw a chance to
step up for you.

Get noticed.

Look me in the eyes.

I wanna watch
your lights go out.

I can get money back.
I know where there's money.

Osip and Catalast,

there's a big cash exchange
tomorrow night up in Ojai.

McCandless' place.
Crystal Ranch.

Osip's turning over $12
million for Caspere's shares.

$12 million, Frank.

Who's gonna be there?

I don't know for sure.

It's a handoff. Security.

Osip, he'll be there.

All right.
Get yourself together.

Anything else you can tell me?


Might help.

They're taking it all, Frank.

Osip's people bought
the liens on the clubs.

My people won't
go along with that.

You don't have any people,
Frank, that's what I'm saying.

Nails, they never
approached him.

And anybody else,
they already bought.


Anything else?


they don't know you got me now.

I can work on
the inside for you, man.


Do this for me instead.

I can...

Remember where I found you? Pushing
baby aspirin to club kids.

Johnny Mank wanted to
cap you in the alley.

I said, "No, there's
potential here."

Now you just shit my carpet.

Can't remember anything?
Something I can use?

Well, I grouped them
as hedonists.

And they seemed very close,
in a secretive way.

And they did not stay long.

We had no real relationship.

Well, you seem
pretty friendly here.

Well, at the time, everyone was a pilgrim.
You understand?

Everyone was passing
in their separate journeys.

And not all looking
for the same thing.

Some exploit
openness and freedom.

It was a shadow of
our best intentions.

But people came
and went, faces lost.

I regret so much of that time.

I remembered his face,


The man who took me away.

You always said you
couldn't remember anything.

Yeah, people came and went.

But there was a man...

And I remember his face.

And I think

I always remembered it.

We couldn't sleep.

I wandered the forest
for four days.

I can't see it,
those four days, but...

I remembered his face.

I wish I could, if I could
just give you back...

My father, you see,
my father, he was...

He was a harsh man. He was strict.
I wasn't going to be like him.

Oh, God.

God damn everything.

That's what I say.

Are you gonna turn yourself in?


I can't.

But I can fix it.

I wish your life
had been easier.

You didn't ask me if I did it.

It doesn't matter.

You're the most innocent
person I've ever known.


Thank you. I won't forget this.

The APB on you,
they're watching your house.

I should have trusted
you with more of this.

I think with that harassment,

I could have stepped up more.

Helped you out.
- It's all right.

I was jealous.

I'll say it.

I should have stopped
thinking of you that way

or switched partners.

No, I fucked up there.

You didn't.

I think I...

I think I might be unfair
to people sometimes.

Stay safe. And stay alive.

Please be careful.
Please get out of this.

I will.


Follow them to Eugene.

They're gonna exit. Better
if you don't know where.

And watch for tails
more than anything.

Copy that.

I had to toss my phone, so I'll
call you on a burner, check in.

Thank you for this, again.

Fuck you, Bezzerides.

Got three in one day.

Bet that's a record.

Delegate nothing.

It's worse than we thought.

We've been in a secret war here
the last six months or so.

Everybody's bought.


Don't tip, either.

Better they think
we're in the dark.

Jordan just walked in.

I'll catch her.


Bring her inside.

Here we are.

Under the bright lights.

They're taking everything,
even what we got left.

They'll come for me.

What can I do?

Pack a bag.

Nails is going with you.
We can't stay home anymore.

All right.

I'll meet you tomorrow.

I love you.

I love you.

This is GIA-graded
with a dossier.

It tests excellent in optical
and symmetry analysis.

Five carats, $700,000.

It'll be between
five and six million.

I'd rather split the total
among more stones.

They don't all need
to be that high-end.

But I'll need the exchange
to happen fast.

Then it is not about the stones.

It is about the money
behind the stones.

You are changing money
you are not supposed to have.

We do not engage
in such practices.

The money will be
untraceable in itself.

Abner Ehrman told me
I could work with you.

Please, articulate
the percentage you'd require

in order to transact with me.

40%. And all exchanges
happen here.

As we have not done business,
like today, you will come alone.

It includes my
guarantee of quality

and a secure exchange.

Have your friends
ever been to Venezuela?

No, they've talked about going.

I wanted to treat them.
Engagement present.

Barquisimeto is beautiful.

I've got them both booked out
of Portland in five days.

And the tickets are alterable? We
can change them up if we need to?

Yes, sir. For that price, they
let you do what you want.

Ours are the best.

Digital everything,
including the chip.

But you still owe us
for the consignment, Frank.

Three hundred.

Which I'll pay
the day after tomorrow.

With an extra five on top.
With what?

You know about the Russians?
They're dropping roots.

Women, drugs.

Taking a chunk of development
along the rail corridor.

You'll be taken
over inside a year.

Give me what I need, I'll help
them choke on their piece of pie.

That's 100 now,

seven, day after tomorrow.

And this buys what?

I need two clean cars that
are fast and some firepower.

Why trust we'd
ever see you again?

Because I need
that clean passport.

Then I'm moving on.

I get where I'm going,

I got another half mil for you.

What are you planning, Frank?

You might say my ship's come in.

And who sails this ship?

You got an APB
on Davis's murder?

Davis was supposed to meet me
and get the whole story.

Found her there dead.

They probably did it with one
of the pieces I keep at home.

I switched license plates
at a fucking mall.

That's it, then.
She was our only authority.

You and her are fugitives.

Well, it doesn't make sense.

It was cops.

Back in the '92 robbery,

Burris and Dixon were
serving under Holloway.

Caspere worked at
the same station.

Jewelry store
was their district.

Caspere probably helped
them move the stones.

They were all working together.

Orphaned two kids.

Leonard and Laura.

So that's how they
bought in, the diamonds.

And whatever they got
for them went to Chessani.

Next couple of years, they migrate
into six-figure salaries in Vinci.

Their own private fiefdom.

Except Dixon.

He was just a regular dick.

Dixon was checking in on those
diamonds before we ever found 'em.

Maybe he knew
Caspere held onto 'em.

Maybe it meant leverage for him.

But Dixon taking that headshot...
I checked every arrest record.

Burris busted
Ledo Amarilla in '06.

Released after interrogation,
no notes kept.

That whole day was a setup.

Amarilla, too.

He thought it was gonna go
a different way, I think.

That's what Caspere's
place was tossed for.

Burris, Holloway,
Dixon, whoever,

and they were looking
for those diamonds.

The last piece of evidence for
a 23-year-old double murder.

Tascha was gonna
blackmail Caspere.

So Holloway, Burris,
they killed Caspere.

That just...
That doesn't make sense.

Him dying bought them all exposure,
kicked this whole thing off.

And if they had Caspere,

why wouldn't they torture him
for the fucking diamonds?

I mean, it's...

I gotta head home soon.

All right.

Could you take this to State?

State? Davis is dead.

Geldof was at the party.

How about Ventura Sheriff?


They're looking to do me.

And what have we got?

Some documents for
a holding company?

A theory on some
rogue cops from '92?

- Feds?
- Not without more.

Unless one of you guys got a friend
there, I don't see protection.

That ain't a fucking mayor.

That's a homunculus state
corporations slid into office.

Who the fuck even
is Los Angeles?

Nobody can say.
See? Nobody knows.

So, nobody expects
shit to actually work.

Me, my family. We are Vinci.

We're a goddamn
political dynasty.

Like the Kennedys.

Do me a favor, hum my
balls a little, huh?

Maybe later.


Another gin.

Time to hit the road, Austin.

You don't tell me
what time it is.

I'm just thinking you might want to
get home and take care of business.

What the fuck's that mean?

Your boy, Prince Tony, has been greasing
the skids to slide into your chair.

Buying the Attorney
General with his hookers.

Working with a Russian
named Osip Agranov,

Jacob McCandless from Catalast.

All this in your house,
behind your back.

Sober up. You might realize
you're getting fucked.

Now get out of here.
Closing time all around.

I'd have known, I'd have
gotten the red carpet out.

Let me make you a drink.

Our company bought
the lien here, Frank.

Same thing at the Lux.

The clubs are ours.

The clubs?

Shit, man. I'm working just
to stay in the black, here.

We think we can do better.

Bring in our own girls,
move our own products,

wash our own money.

We're going to be doing a lot
of business in California now.

Good for you.

I tell you, hindsight,

I was out of my element
with that land stuff.

Stick to what you know, right?

I must say, you're taking
this better than expected.

Is Mr. Churchman around? Blake?

Shit, no.

Guy's been around less the last
three months than my wife's period.

You know, Frank, my board,

they thought we
should take you out.

I said, "Frank Semyon understands business.
He'll adjust."

So what are my prospects?
Straight up.

You can manage the day-to-day
of the casino and the club.

We put you on salary.

I said, "Frank knows clubs."

I had ideas of getting
out of this, you know.

There's no such
thing for you, Frank.

That world isn't yours.
You manage clubs.

In time, we find something
new to build on.

Well, what can I say to that?

After all, no fighting
what you can't change.

Look, I ain't lasted this long

without some knowledge
of my own limitations.

And it is my hope that we
can fucking build on this.

Going into the future.


What's up, man?

I wanted to call.

I think...

I ain't told anybody about this

other thing.

But somebody sent
me these pictures.

Pictures of me.

What? Of our thing?

No, it's something else.
This is mine.

I think I might be
walking into something.

Then don't.

I'll call you back.

Listen, hold on. Wait...

What the fuck is this?


I gotta take your gun.

Don't make a thing of it.
You've got eyes all over you.

Come on, I can get
you through this.

Black Mountain?

Not anymore.

Ares Security. We rebranded.

We just service one client
now, Catalast Group.

When you got in touch,
what was that?

I had orders to check on you.

After all that press stuff,

make sure you
kept confidentiality.

This is your situation.
I didn't make it.

Let's go.

They just wanna talk.

That was Woodrugh.

Something's up with him.


I don't know.

He said he'd call me back.

We need an exit strategy.
Get out of the country.

There's no way they'll
let us go to trial.

You hear me?

Vera said this girl's
name was Laura.

Does she look...
She look familiar?

I swear, there's something...

No. Her name is Erica.

From the city manager's office.

She was Caspere's secretary.

You met her on the movie set.
- Yeah.

Woodrugh said one of
the orphans in that robbery,

- her name was Laura.
- Laura.

You got it? Yeah, it's here.

Let me see.

I don't know. What do you think?

You've been looking for
information about me, son.

Well, here's your chance to ask.

All right, Mr. Patterson.
Thank you.

No, this was very helpful.

Moved out of her
apartment six weeks ago.

Quit the city manager's
office around that time.

Woodrugh could do a trace on her.
Credit cards, whatever.

Figure out where she went.

I just tried him again.


What now?

Ride it out till morning.

Guess we'll wait for Woodrugh.

We got a gas leak
spilling into the AC.

Need to clear the place
for three hours or so.

Are you serious?

Just fucking do it.

Everybody out.

Ladies and gentlemen,
due to a sudden safety issue,

we need to request that
you cash out your chips

and vacate the premises.

These tunnels exist
under the entire city.

Most people don't know that.

The pictures of you two

were a happy coincidence
we came across

when clearing
Detective Dixon's apartment.

Apparently he was
keeping an eye on you.

Teague always had
a nose for secrets.

If you had just been honest
about who you are,

nobody'd be able to run you.

You know that, right?

And this is what?

Some documents were stolen

from a private gathering
of citizens in Monterey.

I believe you have
these documents.

Do not bother lying.

Not on me.


Velcoro? Bezzerides?

Where are they?

I don't know.


Velcoro has the papers. He's
turning them in to the feds.

But I can call him.

We set up a meeting.

But I skate.

And I get every fucking copy
of those pictures.

That's accommodating.
Maybe too much.

Velcoro don't mean shit to me.

This fuck-up dragging down.

He had me look you up.

Davis used all of us,
and she's fucking dead.

The other, this Ventura dyke,

she's been on my
ass from the jump.

I could give a shit
about either of them.

Call Ray. Set a meeting.

Osip wants to know,
where is gas leak?


I'm just tired.


I want to go to bed now.

That's Splendor in the Grass.

I love that one.

You tell Bud Stamper
to bring you home earlier.

Looks old.

It is.


Good night, sleep tight,
don't let the bed bugs bite.

Good night.

I don't get any
service down here.

Let me see.

Hey, hey!

Oh, boy, you fucking up.
Cut the shit, son.

Shut up.

Toss the guns.
Kill the fucking lights.


Do it.

Now, kick 'em forward.


This is gonna be hard on my son.

The things he'll hear about me.

We can get out of this.

We get that girl's story,
walk her into the feds.

Fucking CNN.

I'm sorry.

I brought you back in this.

No, I made a choice.

A long time ago.


I thought everything
came from something else.

But it came from there.

You had something like that,
too, once, right?

It's not something I talk about.


It's one of the things
I admire about you.

You're not a bad man.


I am.

Do you miss it?



Fuck you. No, no.

No. Fuck you.

What a fine boy you are.

So now we're expecting
another child.

I hope it's a girl this time.

You're a fine boy.

Well, I have to go now.

You'll come back again sometime?

Will you come back for dinner?