dramatic music
- Put your hands up! - [grunts]
[Sunday] "I don't remember."
That bullshit isn't gonna fly.
[crying]
Enjoy the day.
[Sunday] Kevin Finnegan. Piece of shit.
Decides to confess to a string of murders.
You know what that means, Julian?
You're a free man.
[Julian] But they all knew what I was doing to pay the rent.
Everybody knew.
My name is Olga.
J'attendais pour le beau Julian.
Who's Julian?
You are, Johnny.
[Michelle] What are you doing with that woman?
[Julian] I don't know. I guess
whatever she wants.
Johnny.
You can't let him see you. No.
What's the problem? Wait a second.
[Panish] How long you been teaching at the school?
[Elizabeth] [crying] This was my...
second year.
Is she moving out of state?
She's moving out of state.
[Michelle] Colin.
She's your teacher.
[Colin] If he hurts her,
I'll fucking kill him.
[Stratton] Colin ran off with the teacher.
- He'll listen to me. - He will?
Yeah.
The last time he listened to you
was a very long fucking time ago, Michelle.
[Julian] I want to see the queen.
You want to see Olga,
and you want to get back to work?
[chuckles] Why not?
[crying]
Go.
Follow me.
Yeah. Oh, yeah.
Now show me what you can do.
"Call Me" by Blondie
Color me your color, baby
Color me your car
Color me your color, darling
I know who you are
Come up off your color chart
I know where you are coming from
- Call me on the line - Call me
Call me, call me any, anytime
- Call me, I'll arrive - Call me
You can call me
Any day or night
Call me
Cover me with kisses, baby
Cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets
I'll never get enough
Emotions come, I don't know why
Cover up love's alibi
- Call me on the line - Call me
Call me, call me any, anytime
- Call me, I'll arrive - Call me
Call me, call me for some overtime
- Call me, my love - Call me
Call me, call me in a sweet design
- Call me, call me - Call me
For your lover's lover's alibi
Call me
[Isabelle] Did you know I was in love with you
when I was a little girl?
[Julian grunts]
- [exhales] - Mm.
Julian, where are you?
Come on! Hey!
- [grunts] - Come on!
Come on.
Ha! Yes!
Finally.
Yeah. Oh, yeah.
Okay.
Now show me what you can do.
[belt buckle jingling]
"1, 2, 3, 4 [Sumpin' New]" by Coolio
[gasps]
One, two, three, four
Okay, my turn? All right. Uh...
Get down, gotta-gotta get up
[indistinct chatter]
One, two, three, four
Get your woman on the floor
Gotta-gotta get up to get down
What up, everybody, so glad you're here
It's Coolio with the flow back in your ear
This ain't a fantastic voyage but I'm still on a mission
To see if I can get your attention
Now I wants to drop some information
Just a little additive to your education
[yelps] Tu es méchant, toi.
When I'm on the streets, you gotta feel my beats
So throw your hands up if you're down with the "C"
Oh, my... [scoffs]
- You're too good. - [chuckles]
One, two, three, it's like ABC
If hip-hop didn't pay, I'd rap for free
Ah! Mm.
- [kisses] Birthday fucking boy. - [chuckles] Hey, brother.
- Fucking love you, man. - Fucking love you, too, buddy.
- Happy birthday. - Thank you.
I fucking love you. Enjoy your day, man.
[chuckles]
[Julian] Your turn.
One, two, three, four
Get your woman
[Julian chuckles]
Isabelle.
Do you want to put that in your room?
It's not that kind of party.
- We're almost done. - [Olga] Mais non, Isabelle.
Vas-y, hein?
- [Julian] Hmm? - I have a special present
for you. You follow me.
[Isabelle sighs]
Baby, you can do it
Take your time, do it right
We can drink some yak
And do it all damn night
My name ain't Wanda
But I'll rock your world
Get more bounce than a Jheri curl
Too many lookie-loos be lookin' for clues
There's a party goin' on, now what you gonna do?
So grab your partner, do-si-do
Now if you don't know who it is, it's Coolio
Slide, slide, but that's the past
I got sumpin' brand-new for that ass
One, two, three, four
Get your woman on the floor
Gotta-gotta get up to get down
tense, dramatic music
- [moans] - That's good. Very good.
Very good. And look at her beautiful hair.
- We don't miss any detail. - [moaning]
There you go.
That's good. Very good.
- Very good. - [kissing]
That's right.
Tu fais très bien, Julian.
Très impressionnant.
[moaning continues]
Back to her face. Back to her eyes.
Isn't she beautiful?
Tell her she's beautiful.
[Julian] You're so beautiful.
[Isabelle] Mm-hmm.
So, you want to come back to work? Come on.
- [Julian chuckles] - Yeah.
It's me. You're fine. Hmm?
[breathing heavily]
- [Julian moans] - Yeah.
See? [laughs]
Oh, man.
[moaning, breathing heavily]
Oh, yeah. That's right.
Yeah. [laughs]
Uh-huh.
[sighs] What the fuck, dude?
- I just-- - You think people are gonna pay
to feel a limp dick inside of them?
Huh?
- Come on, come on. Come on. - Come on, look--
- Let's get this. Come on. - I--
- Yeah, you can do it. - [grunts]
Hmm? What is it? You forgot how you do it?
[Julian grunting]
[laughs] So, this is how we do it, remember?
Yeah.
Huh? So, this...
This is a pussy. Yeah, there you go.
[Julian grunting]
tense, dramatic music
[Isabelle moaning]
[laughs]
[breathing heavily]
This is how we fuck.
[grunting]
[chuckling]
[sighs]
- Olga. - [engine starts]
- Olga? - [tires squeal]
- Get your-- - [Lorenzo] Hey, hey, hey, champ.
[chuckles] Calm down, man.
Hey, come on, J. Let's go back inside,
- get a little drink-drink. - Why...
Why didn't you tell me she was sick?
Isabelle told me not to tell.
Wait, so... Wait, wait, wait. Stop.
- What does that even mean? - You know how shit works.
Isabelle's the boss. She tells me
not to tell you, I don't tell you.
It's... It's-it's fine.
J.
Would you fucking... J!
2019 Ford Fiesta.
Blue.
6PCI132.
And I need to know if Finnegan's still alive.
I got to talk to him again.
Okay, call me.
[phone beeps]
Hey, Julian.
The woman in the car with the driver-- old lady--
that was the queen, right?
tense, dramatic music
Motherfucker.
[engine starts]
[Julian sighs]
So, let me ask you this.
Why would she want to have that young girl killed?
Madam Olga.
So, why would Madam Olga pay Finnegan
to kill that girl like he did
with you right next to her, huh?
What does it matter?
- It matters. - Yeah.
It matters. The fucking girl, her whole life in front of her.
You, 15 years of your life. That matters.
Leave it alone, Detective.
Leave it alone? Is that what you do?
You just leave shit alone?
Just walk away, Julian?
Like you're some fucking Buddhist or something?
Don't you want to know what happened?
Don't you want to know the fucking truth?
Damn it.
Well, I've been normal
I've been ostracized
I've watched through a window
As my young self died
I've been popular
With all the popular guys
I gave them punch lines
They gave me
[Sunday] If I didn't tell you to confess,
do you think you would've done it?
I look okay
- You're a free man. - [lock buzzes]
In the magic hour
Wanted to come here and tell you myself.
With the right amount of power
And I'm okay
With the life of the sunflower
[Olga] Hello, Johnny.
- [Julian] Hi. - My name is Olga.
I'm okay with the life of a meteor shower
So say
What you will
[Isabelle] I'm Isabelle.
- Isabelle. - [Isabelle] One day,
you're going to belong to me.
Say what you will
[moaning]
[woman] You're a good boy, Johnny.
- [snorting] - [woman laughs]
Say what you will
[man] Who you talkin' to?
Oh! Game tied!
Say what you will
[Michelle] Can I ask you a question?
[Julian] You can ask me anything you want.
[Michelle] Are you like this when you're working?
Say what you will
[Julian] What did you hear?
I heard you were in love.
[line rings]
[Colin] Colin Stratton. Leave me a message.
Tell me where you are.
Tell me where you are, and I will come and get you,
and we'll never come back here.
We'll just go.
I don't care who you're with.
I will come and get you. I'll come and get both of you.
- [rummaging] - Just tell me where you are.
You are not safe.
[breathing shakily]
[groans]
- [pills rattle] - You looking for these?
slow, tense music
[drink pours]
[Michelle] You shouldn't have sent that man.
[Stratton] He's fine. He's looking for Colin.
He'll find him.
I know what he does.
- Stop imagining things. - I'm not imagining things.
- You're a fucking piece of shit. - Don't... don't, don't.
- Fucking piece of shit. - Don't, don't. Stop. Stop.
Stop calling me names.
Just trust me.
Will you trust me?
Promise me he'll be all right.
He will.
Promise me she'll be all right.
I promise.
slow, tense music
[car alarm wailing]
[passing horn blaring]
[beeps]
[Elizabeth] Come on, Colin.
slow, suspenseful music
[distant siren wailing]
[phone rings]
Hello?
[McGregor] I got eyes on the kid.
Good. Text me the address.
Wait for me. I'll handle it.
[indistinct chatter]
Hey. Hold up, hold up.
Is that Finnegan?
[sighs] Shit.
Fuck me.
- You his kid? - Yeah.
Yeah. Sorry for your loss.
[Sunday] Come on, Kevin. Who hired you?
[wheezing]
Fuck.
[sighs]
[lively chatter]
[dog barks]
[laughs]
Wow, look at you.
Are you coming with me, girl?
[rock music playing faintly]
[seabirds screeching]
I think he wants to be with me now.
Kind of seems that way, huh?
Jesus Christ, man. Move!
Get off the path, asshole.
[dog barking]
[dog barks]
[Michelle] I want to hire you.
For a friend.
- Okay. - Her name's Claire.
Her husband just left her
for a 22-year-old, and she's feeling really...
really sad,
and ugly and alone,
and I was hoping that I could pay you
to, you know, seduce her.
Okay, and this, uh,
this friend of yours, this, uh...
- Claire. - Claire, right. She-she...
You think that's what she wants?
To... She wants to be seduced?
I mean, I don't think it matters how far it goes.
I think she just, you know, wants to be seen.
Seen?
Yeah, someone to notice her.
- Someone to want her. - Uh-huh.
And this, um...
this whole little caper that you're arranging,
how would it...
How do you think it should go down?
I figured we'd be out together at a bar.
- Mm. Mm-hmm. - Um, have a few drinks.
And maybe you're at the bar,
- and you come over. - Wow. And when I get there,
what do I say? What...
Tell her she's smart.
She's beautiful. She's interesting.
Claire, you are smart, and you are beautiful,
and you are interesting.
- Not like that. - Like what?
Like you mean it.
[inhales sharply]
Where are you from, Mrs. Stratton?
- She's from Dallas. - Hmm.
Yeah, I don't give a shit about Claire.
I want to know where you're from.
Bakersfield.
- [laughing] - What?
See, I knew you'd laugh. What? You know Bakersfield?
You're from fucking Bakersfield?
Yeah, I'm from Bakersfield.
You're fr-- You're a desert girl.
What? Yeah. What do you know about Bakersfield?
Wow. What do you mean, "What do I know about Bakersfield"?
- I know-- No, no, no. - Merle Haggard, Buck Owens?
- Yeah, I do know about Merle-- - A couple times.
No, none of that bullshit. No, I know Bakersfield.
I mean, best Basque food in California.
I mean, I-I practically lived at Wool Growers growing up.
I mean, I-I'm a desert kid. I am.
- Ah, yeah? Really? - And by the way,
I do love Merle Haggard.
I mean, "Mama Tried."
- Does it get better than that? - [laughs]
You like country music?
I've heard enough of it. I've had my fill.
Come on. Okay. Well, what do you like?
I don't know. I like Billie Holiday.
- Ooh. - Stuff from the '40s.
Yeah. That cool '40s vibe.
- I can see it. I can see it. - [chuckles]
Roll up your sleeves, get with the war effort.
I like it. I can see you on, uh,
one of those USO tours, right?
Standing up onstage with
Bob Hope or Bing Crosby, singing to the troops, huh?
You sing?
I-I did. Yeah.
How come you don't sing anymore?
[sighs]
All right. So... so, what was it? Was it...
was it a-a farm in Bakersfield, or...?
- Uh, yeah, a dairy farm. - Yeah?
- Horses? Ah... - Horses, I love them.
- You still ride? - I do.
- You got one? - Almost every day.
- Uh, yeah, I do, in Calabasas. - Wow.
Calabasas, huh? So, you, uh...
you come from a farm in Bakersfield,
you got a horse in Calabasas,
and you got a home where? Where-where do you...?
- Bel Air. - Bel Air.
- Anywhere else? - New York.
Uh-oh.
- Aspen. - [laughs]
- Maine. - Wow. Look at you.
That is a long way from Bakersfield.
It's a long story.
I got all night.
I get it.
Sorry, you get what?
Is that how you do it?
- [stammers] - With your clients?
I thought we already established
you're not my client, Mrs. Stratton.
I just...
I think you're-you're interesting.
You're smart.
I think you're beautiful.
slow, wistful music
[motorcycle passing]
[dog barks, whines]
[dog barks]
[seabirds screeching]
[birds chirping]
Hey, fella.
Hey.
Joan Sunday. LAPD.
Is this the residence of Olga Desnain?
What can I do for you?
I need to ask Olga some questions.
I'm afraid that's not possible.
Why is that?
Olga is incapacitated.
Sh-She has great trouble speaking.
Really? But she can speak, though?
She has great trouble.
Yeah, you said that.
I'm sure with a guy like you around,
you translate for her, don't you?
I'm afraid it's not possible.
Not possible again.
Yeah. Hey, friend.
What's your name?
- My name? - Yeah.
Guy.
"Gee"? As in G-E-E? Gee?
No. Guy. G-U-Y.
Yeah. That's "Guy" actually.
-"Gee." - Guy. You're French?
Yes.
[French accent] Almond croissant.
Listen.
I'm gonna come back here in an hour with a warrant.
You know that. Me?
I'm a neat person.
Those cops I work with, they'll tear this fucking place apart.
I'm sorry... Is it "detective"?
- Yes. - I'm sorry, but it's
not possible.
tense, dramatic, music
Fuck me.
[Olga] Guy?
- Guy? - Yes, my love?
[weakly] Guy...
La police...
C'est temps. It's time.
Yes.
It's time.
- I'll take care of everything. - Okay.
- Tu as faim? - Ouais, un peu.
slow, dramatic music
[seabirds screeching]
[dog barking]
[broom sweeping]
Hey, is that your dog?
Uh...
No, ma'am.
Well, what do you need around here?
I saw the sign about the room.
Yeah, um, what's your name?
Julian.
Julian Kaye.
- Where you been living, Julian? - Uh...
Are you unhoused?
[Julian] I'm sorry?
Unhoused. What we got to call the homeless these days.
No, ma'am. I'm, uh...
Do you have a job?
I don't.
Can't pay rent with no job. Get a job.
Guess we got to get a job, baby.
[kisses]
Hold on, man. Where the fuck you think you're going?
Just want to talk with my friend Bo, man.
Bo? Nigga, you don't know no Bo.
Get the fuck up out of here, man,
- before I beat your ass one t-- - [Bojangles] Hey, yo, T.
Ease up, man.
That's my boy.
- Walked the yard with that fool. - Appreciate it.
Man. Sight for sore eyes.
Man, I heard you got out, man. No P.O.?
- No, sir. [laughs] - No halfway house.
- You just a free man, huh? - Excuse me, gentlemen.
Man, it's good to see you, man.
- Yeah. Welcome home. - [chuckles]
You weren't lying, man. It's beautiful out here.
Yeah. It's a peace of mind.
So what do you got going on, huh?
Just out here working on your suntan?
Ah, man. I'm making it do what it do,
- you know? - [laughs]
That's your dog?
Uh, nah, just...
I-I guess I-I kind of found her.
- Shit, look like she found you. - [laughs]
So, what's up, man? You need something?
- Money? Place to stay? - Nah, man. Nah. Nah.
- Talk to me. - No, I'm not, I'm not looking
for any handouts, man. I'm just--
Hey, look, man, come on. Miss me with the bullshit.
We family.
If you need anything, you let me know.
Okay.
Man, could you help me get a job?
You know, just something like, uh...
I don't know, something straight. Uh...
A place to clock in and out of, if I wanted.
You know, just something... something to do.
You know what? I got this boy Luther,
right on the corner of Market and Venice.
- Okay. - Little boujee spot.
Don't pay much, but he owes me a favor.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
He cuts up out of there around 5:00,
so if you head up there...
- Market and Venice? - Market and Venice.
I appreciate you, man.
Anytime, bro.
Thank you, brother.
Got to get you out on that basketball court, man.
- You ready for that? - [chuckles] Come on,
I was born ready, man.
Better just hope you're on my team, Bo.
You know I'm a solo act.
[chuckles] I'll see you around, man.
[helicopter passing overhead]
[dog barks]
[scoffs] All right, sweetheart.
The warrant will be served at the offices of
Hoke and Miller.
We have reason to believe multiple partners
at the firm have falsified invoices,
or otherwise embezzled money from their clients in a scheme
- lasting two years or more. - [sighs]
[lawyer] Given this new information regarding
the falsified documents, I think that traditionally...
[continues indistinctly]
Hey, what's the judge's Wi-Fi password?
Can't give that out.
[lawyer 2] You see, Judge Wettick,
they've clearly been involved in corporate malfeasance...
[mockingly] "They've clearly been involved
in corporate malfeasance."
You know, you can give it to me. She gave it to me before.
She lets me have it all the time, you know.
I just don't remember what it was.
It was named after her, uh...
Her dog.
[Sunday] Her dog, that's right.
Thank you, Danny.
How do you spell that?
[bailiff] F... I...
D... O.
- Are you messing with me? - [bailiff] No.
You're messing with me. The name's Fido?
[bailiff] Like Fi-- Yeah.
[mouths]
It's not Fido, Danny.
It's not Fido. Hey, Judge.
We're done for the day, Detective Sunday.
That is a very nice outfit. Is that new?
Mm-hmm. What do you want?
Search warrant.
You need to go see another judge.
Listen, it's not corporate malfeasance.
It's a murder case.
Young girl.
It'll take you, like, two minutes. Come on.
[seabirds screeching]
[indistinct chatter]
- [busy chatter] - [grill sizzling]
[bell dings]
[laughter]
[Michelle] I'm so hungry.
Last night was amazing.
I just have that nervous feeling.
Ah... [scoffs]
'Cause I don't know how you feel.
[both laugh]
And...
I don't want to...
I don't know, I don't want to pry.
And I want you to... [chuckles]
Guess I want you to think I'm, like...
I don't know, like, a cool girl
who doesn't really care as much as I actually do.
[chuckles]
I'm scared as shit.
[bell dings]
[siren wailing]
Yo, can I help you?
Yeah, I'm looking for Luther.
Who are you?
I'm J, I'm a friend of Bo.
Told me to ask for Luther. I'm looking for some work.
- You know Bo? - [chuckles] I do.
- Bet. - Yeah.
What's good, man? Come on in. I got you.
Right in there.
[Chris] 7:01. 7:04.
7:08.
You must be pretty shocked.
[chuckles] I know I am.
Have you heard from Elizabeth?
Do you know where they are?
Our lawyer said I shouldn't talk to you.
- [panting] - Come on, man.
Your wife kidnapped my son.
Please.
Please, if you know anything, just...
Just tell me, and I'll do whatever I can
to protect them both.
[Elizabeth] So, her husband asks her,
he says, "Ellida,
do you love this stranger?"
And she says, "Love him?
How can I say?
I only know that, to me, he's a terrible thing,
but that
it's with him I feel I belong."
So, her husband says,
"Then I will consent to let you go."
Hey, does that tickle?
That feels nice.
Your husband ever paint your nails?
No.
Hey, you know how I always thought of you,
Mrs. Shannonhouse? Being so imposing.
Hmm. [sighs]
Standing up there,
so big and powerful.
And now?
What do you think now?
I think you have really pretty knees.
[Elizabeth laughs]
Pretty thighs.
- Okay, so her husband... - Mm-hmm.
- Wangle... - Mm-hmm.
He let her go?
Right?
Why?
He let her choose what she wanted.
Okay, so now that she can choose,
that means that she can also choose to
- not go with her lover, right? - Right.
So, what did she do?
She stayed with her husband.
slow, dramatic music
And you?
If your husband said that
you could go with me, would you have stayed with him?
[scoffs]
I'm here, aren't I?
I'm here with you.
[both laughing]
Yeah. Yeah.
- [laughing] - Yeah, you are. Yeah.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Are you ever scared?
Yeah. Terrified.
Hey.
Don't worry, Mrs. Shannonhouse.
Hey. Venga, venga, venga.
[speaking Spanish]
Is that your dog?
The fuck? Course she's mine.
Uh, no, uh... She-she was,
- she was following me. - Following you?
Yeah, I saw her down at the beach.
She followed me all the way up here.
- Did you fucking feed my dog? - I-I'm sorry?
Don't fucking feed my dog,
and stay the fuck away from us.
[knocking on door]
Hi.
It's you again. Hmm.
You told me that, uh,
I-I could come back if I was able to secure a-a job,
and-and I just wanted you to know that I did.
- Is this real? - Yes, ma'am.
- That was quick. - [chuckles]
Yeah. Lucky, I guess.
No such thing as luck.
[chuckles] Fair enough.
You want to see the place?
Yes, ma'am.
Entrez.
- Okay? - Yeah.
Okay. My shoes?
You might want to leave them on.
[laughs] Okay.
Where were you staying at before?
I was, um...
I was, I was upstate.
Upstate where?
At the-the desert.
You got references?
Uh, no, ma'am. I-I was a...
I was an inmate. High Desert State Prison.
Hmm. That's a different kind of desert.
[chuckles] Yes, ma'am.
[sighs] So, is this through your P.O.?
No, ma'am. I-I-I don't have a P.O.
I was, I was exonerated of my charges.
Well, how long were you up there?
15 years.
15 years?
[scoffs]
I guess you ain't got no pets.
- No, ma'am. - Allergies?
'Cause there might be a cat around here.
[chuckles] I think I'm okay.
You got any bad habits? Drugs?
No.
[Lizzy] Weed is fine, so don't lie.
[chuckles] Yeah, well...
Look, I live right upstairs, so...
noise, I don't do. I hear everything.
Okay. Um...
The lady that was here before, she was nice and quiet.
She was a friend of mine.
She passed away in that bathroom.
Her grandkids ain't cleaned up shit, so...
I know you're gonna need some stuff.
If you want anything from here, you could take it.
- You can have it. - Ma'am, I'm...
I'm-I'm more than happy to, you know,
help get rid of some of this stuff.
Yeah, I'd be happy about that.
I'll take a little off your rent, first month only.
Thank you, ma'am.
Be right back.
- Sorry for your loss, ma'am. - Thank you.
And don't-don't call me "ma'am" no more. I don't like that.
You... you got it.
[sighs]
We were founded in 1952
by a man of God named Glenn Hewitt.
As you can tell, by day, we're a traditional school,
but, uh, Glenn Hewitt is so much more.
Students not only enjoy clubs, sports and activities,
but also jobs, church,
uh, therapy and social-emotional development.
You all really lucked out with these two.
Keisha and Miguel are two of our top students.
Keisha, would you be comfortable sharing
with us what first brought you here?
Yeah. When my mom died,
I lashed out.
Started running with the wrong crowd, so my grandma
sent me here. And, uh,
it was a little rough at first, but I really came to love it.
tense, dramatic music
[indistinct chatter]
Hey.
If that dumpster gets full, you can't
put that stuff on the street. I'm not paying for a fine.
No problem.
And I saw your little article.
You forgot to tell me that you was out here selling
your business, huh?
Ah, it was a... it was a long time ago.
Mm-hmm.
Look.
You can't be doing that business here in my building.
Okay?
I don't do that anymore.
All right.
Hey, uh,
I found some of her, uh...
[clears throat] you know, personal belongings
- and some photos. - No, no.
- You know, you're in them. - I told you, I don't want
anything from in here. Toss it.
Well, I'll tell you what. Why don't I just,
you know, leave them out in the hallway, in case...
- you change your mind. - [footsteps retreating]
[Julian] Hey!
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[pop music playing faintly]
- Hi. - Hi.
The treadmills, TVs,
- not working. - Oh, yeah.
The last one went out today.
Really?
So why am I paying 75 bucks a month
to not watch Will & Grace right now?
Probably because you're too cheap to pay 350 bucks
at Equinox to watch whatever the hell you want.
Is that so?
Or you could just use your iPhone.
Do you even have Internet here?
Or you steal it from the burger place next door?
[Paloma] We got it.
The password is "Dress For The Body You Have,"
but the "A" is an ampersand.
[phone vibrates]
[dog barking in distance]
Hey.
- Hi. - You look nice.
Thank you.
Yo, can I hit that?
Yeah, sure. What, you got a date?
Nah.
I got to go to this gallery thing.
Show my face.
Well, you know, I got some food cooking.
Would you... would you eat with me?
- [sighs] - Come on. Come on, just...
You don't want to go on an empty stomach.
- [scoffs] - Let me cook for you.
No, I don't want to go at all.
[chuckles] Well, go ahead and sit down. Put your...
put your feet up. That's it.
I'm gonna show you what I can do.
I was a legend of Tier 3, Cell Block C.
That sounds like a country song.
So, only women?
Ah, come on.
Yeah. Only women.
I figured you'd make more money with men.
That's fair.
What, you got some sort of hang-up?
Nah.
Not at all. It's just...
You know, it's not my bag.
Well, sex is sex, right?
Not really about the sex.
[chuckles]
It's not? So what you selling? Cooking lessons?
[both laugh]
You know, it's more about what happens before, you know?
Happens after.
Hell, the women that I work with,
I don't know, some of them...
They're just lonely, you know?
You know, they're sad. Some are...
you know, a little angry, a little frustrated. Some...
some are bored.
Some are just busy.
It's my job to really see them,
and-and-and if I can, I...
try to get them to open up a little bit.
What you mean "open up"?
You know, it's like this window.
I walked in that apartment, it was clear
nobody had touched that window in years, you know.
It was stuck. It just... [chuckles]
And I knew if I forced it, it was never gonna open.
It'd probably break.
So, I went slow.
I was... I was soft.
I got it to open a little bit, but I'll tell you what,
that whole room changed.
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All of a sudden, I could...
I could hear the ocean.
Have you ever had a real relationship?
[laughing]
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[Young Julian] Lisa.
Hi, Julian.
It's fine. Come on.
[pounding on door]
LAPD. Open up. We have a search warrant.
It's open.
[sizzling]
[phone beeps]
[line ringing]
[phone ringing]
Stay the fuck out.
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[phone continues ringing]
[line continues ringing]
[phone continues ringing]
[Guy over machine] You've reached the voice mail
of Olga Desnain.
Please leave your name and number at the tone.
[line beeps]
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