Previously on American Rust...
I'm Jojo.
Got a long way to go.
You got somebody to go to?
-No. -I got Zoe.
She's waiting for me up in Vegas.
You like what you see?
Sometimes it's not about what you want,
but what you'll do to make some money when you don't have it.
[trucker] Where do you think you're going?
[Grace] We do the work
that gives Gelsey
his money, and we ought to share in that.
Tell me what I'm looking at.
Fentanyl. This is strong stuff.
You ever fill a script for it?
Uh-uh, I mean, not in a long time.
-Is this about Pete Novick? -Yep, it is.
They're building a case against your son.
Eyewitness named the kid.
[Bobby] It was Billy. Billy Poe.
What happened, it's my fault.
[Bobby and Billy grunting]
[Billy] His life is worth a hell of a lot more than mine,
so I won't say
a word to another soul.
Ever.
[Lee] Billy, get out of the fucking car.
[Grace] Did you know about this?
Do you realize what the fuck is going on?
There are deputies crawling all over the place.
I need the boy brought in by the end of the day.
You have 12 hours.
[phone clicks]
dramatic music
[loud bang]
suspenseful music
[door squeals]
-Police! Hands up! -Police!
Hands where I can see 'em! Go! Hands!
Against the wall, against the wall. Against the wall.
-Stay back! Stay there! -Hands! Hands!
Boss? You good?
I'm good.
[Harris] You seen this guy?
-How about you? -No.
You seen this guy?
How about you? You seen this guy?
-No, sorry. -How about you?
I don't know him.
Hi, Karl.
-We thought we'd find you here. -Oh.
[Steve] Uh-oh.
-Hello. -Oh. Right.
Well, that's not mine, I don't...
It's not mine, Harris. I swear on my mother.
I'm serious, man, I was just holding it for a friend.
Shut the fuck up.
In a perfect world, I would arrest you,
but I don't have time for that.
So listen up, here's the deal.
You may not stay in my county.
In fact, you may not stay in my state.
West Virginia's 15 miles to your left.
Ohio is straight ahead.
You're gonna pick a direction, and you're gonna start walking.
And you will keep walking until you cross a state line.
You will not come back.
If we ever cross paths again, you will be booked,
assigned a poorly paid and under-slept public defender,
and you will go to jail.
I repeat:
You will go to jail.
Do you understand me?
[Steve] Come on. Get up. He said walk.
Let's get walking. Come on.
contemplative music
[Karl] Hey, you don't have to do this!
-[groaning] -Where'd you go, Karl?
What do you mean, "Where did I go?"
I went to your room, you tipped off your friend Bobby,
then what, you packed up and left?
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
First off, that dude is not my friend.
-[Steve] What is he? -I mean, I've seen him around,
but I-I've never even talked to him.
H-He doesn't really seem like my type.
-[groans] -It's not a fucking joke, Karl.
Whoa, Chief, how many years have we known each other?
Have I ever held back when I have something?
I don't do that.
-I don't do it. I d-- -[shushing]
[panting]
Okay.
You got a last name for Bobby?
An alias? A corner, a supplier, what?
No, that's all I have. I'm sorry, I...
[Steve] Hey, boss, how long you get
for an unregistered handgun with his priors?
I'm so sick of his face, I'd love to max it out.
-Ten, 15 years? -Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
You said I'd... I...
You know what?
There's that Methadonist spot over on Hayland.
I heard someone was selling a batch of
really strong shit over there.
Me and... We were gonna go check it out.
I mean, if your man deals... I don't know, maybe.
I want to help.
I think he means Methodist.
intriguing music
There you are.
[slow hammering nearby]
Yeah.
There's my little baby.
[vehicle approaching]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. [shushing]
[vehicle drives by]
Okay, cool.
[hammering resumes]
[grunts]
Come on, baby.
[grunts softly]
[whoops]
Yeah, baby!
[birds chirping]
Hey, Billy.
What the fuck are you doing out here, man?
Mm, came in late.
Didn't want to wake Mom.
That is batshit, dude.
That woman could sleep through a chain saw massacre.
All right, come on. Get up.
I need your help with something.
Rise and shine, sunshine.
All right, I'm coming. I'm coming.
[truck door closes]
[engine starts]
[engine revs]
[engine idling]
intense music
Jesus Christ, this is depressing.
At least he wasn't lying.
I was half convinced we were gonna bust in on a service.
Can I ask you something?
[sighs] What?
What are you doing, still showing that picture around?
Herlitz threw you off the case.
Oh, I guess that depends.
How much do you want to know?
All of it.
I'm good.
Just tell me what's going on.
Deluca thinks he placed Billy at the scene,
with the contusion on his hand and the footprint.
Now he's got another anonymous call--
maybe the guy in the picture, maybe not--
saying Billy was there, that he killed him.
-Right. -Billy is many things,
but I don't have him pegged for a user or a dealer.
Agreed.
So what the fuck happened at that mill?
If Pete was buying, it wasn't from Billy.
The guy with Novick was his dealer?
So now Herlitz needs to find this guy and bring him in
before she takes Billy to trial.
They're looking for him for their reasons.
I'm looking for him for mine.
Somebody's dealing in my town.
I got a right to hunt him down.
Yeah, but are you hunting him down because he's dealing,
or because it might help Grace's son?
[sighs]
What happens if we find him before they do?
I make sure he's charged with something serious.
But I only got ten hours to find him
before I need to arrest Billy.
If you'd rather I left you out of this going forward,
I get it, no hard feelings.
contemplative music
What would I do with my time?
I work for you, Chief.
All right, come on.
Let's go get Karl before he runs out of air.
Wouldn't be the worst thing.
Get out.
-[grunts] -Come on.
[engine starts]
[Karl] Hey! What the...?!
How am I supposed to get home?!
It's cold as a bitch out here!
Wait!
[distant chatter]
[birds chirping]
[exhales]
upbeat music
[Jojo] Come on!
[man] Hey! Come here!
I'm gonna strangle you, you cock-sucking motherfuckers!
-Are you okay? -Yeah, I'm fine.
[man continues shouting in distance]
Shit.
You little bitch! You motherfuckers!
[Jojo murmurs]
Hey! Hey!
My bad, my bad.
Vacuums? I hate vacuums.
-Hey. -Sir, how you doing?
[laughs]
[man] Fucking assholes! Come here!
Come on.
-[indistinct chatter] -Sorry, sorry.
[gentle music playing over speakers]
Sir. Ma'am.
-Sorry, you can't-- -Girl, those nails.
[chuckles]
Thank you.
-Cheers. -[laughs]
[phone ringing]
-Hey. -Hola, guapa.
¿Cómo estás?
I'm okay.
You don't sound okay.
¿Y tú? ¿Dónde estás?
Uh, working from home.
-¿Y el clima? -The weather?
Uh, overcast. Why?
And what are you wearing?
[chuckles] Okay, ya. What is this?
I need 30 seconds away from Pennsylvania, please.
Um... the gray pants you like.
Usual shoes. Blue sweater.
The watch with the black band.
And what's out the window?
The...
The tree on the corner is losing its leaves.
The falafel place is giving away free samples.
Uh, I can see... Yes.
Yes, that is a bulldog taking a massive shit.
[laughing]
[sighs] Thank you.
I needed that.
¿Cariño, qué pasa?
My dad is a mess.
I had no idea how bad.
He doesn't sleep in a bed.
He just leans back
in a La-Z-Boy in the den.
He can barely manage to get out of it
and hates when I help him.
I'm afraid he's gonna slip and break his neck.
Alé, I don't think I'm coming home anytime soon.
I think I need to withdraw for a semester.
I couldn't live with myself if I just left here again,
without making sure he's set up with everything he needs.
How long?
Just a semester.
No, Lee, I mean...
how long until I see you again.
Te echo de menos.
I miss you, too.
[receptionist] Mrs. English?
I have to go.
What? Uh... Okay. Call me back.
Te quiero. Muchísimo.
Y yo a ti.
-Sorry about that. -No problem.
We're all set up for you now.
-She's waiting for you. -Thank you.
Courtney.
I'm LeeAnn.
Nice to meet you. Please sit.
Thank you for seeing me on such short notice.
Mm-hmm.
Why don't you tell me what brings you in?
Just to confirm,
everything we discuss here is confidential, right?
Absolutely.
[speaking indistinctly]
tense music
[birds chirping]
-Hey. -Hi.
These things should come with Depends.
-I feel like I might wet myself. -[laughs]
Grace, you're gonna do just fine.
Says who?
I do.
You got this.
energetic music
-[busy chatter] -[machines whirring]
[Stephanie] I'm a representative from the NLRB.
You're about to be handed union authorization cards
from 51% of your employees.
Gracie, who is this?
She just told you who she is.
Don't try to give those to me. I'm not taking them.
Whether you take them or not, they indicate that
51% of your employees would like to be represented by a union.
Fifty-one percent?
I don't believe that.
It's what the cards say.
[Stephanie] At this point, you have two options:
you can either voluntarily recognize the union
as a bargaining representative for its employees...
Voluntarily? What?
Bethany, what's going on here?
You used to come to me if you needed something. What happened?
Or you can refuse to recognize the card check majority,
which will result in a secret-ballot election
conducted by the National Labor Relations Board.
I am a good man, a good boss.
I let you have time off when-when your kids are sick.
I give Christmas bonuses.
Do you think these women can afford union fees?
These families are barely getting by.
They can't even keep the heat on in winter.
And whose fault is that?
You are gonna be the reason
that all these women lose their jobs.
-You understand that? -And you are responsible
for these women not having any health insurance,
and no benefits, and no paid leave.
I hope you feel good about what you're about to do.
There's a system in place.
Companies do this all the time.
I am not like other companies.
It's only me here. Just me.
You listed two options, but you forget I have two more:
move or shut down.
Get out of my office.
intriguing music
Copper wire, copper piping.
And I guarantee you it's not hot.
Took it from an old construction site I was at.
-It's good shit. -All right, bud, that's good.
[Virgil] I'll talk to you later.
[gate creaks, shuts]
All right. He bit, man.
Come on, help me get the shit out of the back.
[phone ringing]
Aw, crap.
Hello to you, too.
You been out there all morning, waiting to ambush me?
Just got here. You're like clockwork.
Normally keeps me calm, but you just ruined it.
I only have a couple of questions for you.
[door closes]
See? You ruined it.
What are the charges Sue's gonna bring against Billy Poe?
I'm not playing this game.
I need to bring Billy in by tonight.
I just want a little heads-up,
see how far she's planning to take this.
You played the get-out-of-jail-free card
with the D.A. six months ago.
We had the same conversation about the same kid,
who's managed to do the same thing:
screw his life again in record time.
I'm telling you this as your friend,
you stop this shit
before you bury yourself alive
under a big fucking mountain of...
well, shit.
-Evocative. -Thank you.
I mean it, Del.
Drop this for your own good.
Sweet or salty?
Easy. You like sweet.
Cake or cookies?
Cookies.
All right.
Chocolate chip, sugar, oatmeal,
-pain of death. -[laughs]
No, I'm not...
How am I supposed to know which one?
I mean, you eat anything.
You mainline high-fruct-- You keep eating like that,
your teeth are gonna fall out.
Fine, oatmeal.
[chuckles] That's fucked-up.
Nobody likes no oatmeal cookies.
The kind with the raisins? I do.
Ooh, that's-that's dark.
That's based in some childhood trauma shit right there.
Come on.
[entry bells jingle]
[washing machines whirring]
[chuckles] You still got them leggings on under there?
-Long underwear. -[chuckles]
I don't know why you keep saying that.
It don't sound better.
Wash the pants, too.
What?
You have the cash, right?
I can go get us change for the machines.
Uh-uh.
We worked too hard for this money to spend it.
[woman] We just got it fixed.
It ain't supposed to do that no more.
-Joe? -Yeah?
The machine ate people's money.
[Joe] Oops. Crack her open.
What can I get you?
Let me have the bear claw...
two packs of Skittles and... Reese's. Reese's.
We put in five dollars, so...
And we'll take the rest in quarters.
Thank you.
[coins clinking]
[dialogue inaudible]
-You said you're a 1 - L at Columbia, right?
Yes.
I think you may already know this,
but your interests are opposed.
I can work to help your brother,
or I can work to help your friend Mr. Poe.
But I can't do both.
If I help one, it could mean harming the other.
Someone's probably gonna have to take the blame for this.
So I just need to know who my client is.
Think about it.
Let me know which one you really want to help.
-[footsteps approaching] -[door opens]
Yo. Think fast.
This is for me?
Yep.
-[engine starts] -Thanks.
[rock music playing on radio]
[seat belt clicks]
Dad, Buell's the other way.
I've been living in this state 46 years.
You think I don't know that?
We got another stop?
Canada.
-The country? -No, the restaurant.
-Okay. -Yeah, the country.
Oh, we're going to Canada?
No, you're going to Canada.
I'm-a take you as far as Erie.
From there, you can hitch a boat across to Ontario.
You can wait it out there till all this bullshit blows over.
Oh, you're for real?
Yeah.
Dad, turn the car around.
No, no, no, no, no, no, man.
Let it sink in.
-You're gonna be fine. -I'm not skipping town.
Listen, I talked to Harris.
He didn't tell me exactly what you did or did not do,
but if I know anything, it's that getting mixed up
in the death of a cop is the fastest way to go down.
And from what I understand, they're coming to get you.
Soon.
Now, I may not have been the best dad in the world,
but I'll be goddamned if I'm gonna sit by
and watch while they lock up my son.
Thanks, Dad.
You're welcome.
Now let's go home.
They are going to arrest you.
I know that. I'm not leaving.
What is wrong with you, man?
I'm just not like you. All right?
I don't run from my problems.
[tires screeching]
What did you say to me?
Say that again, man.
What the fuck is the matter with you, big man?
I thought you wanted to disrespect me to my face, huh?
Come on.
What...? Get the fuck out of my truck.
Dumbass motherfucker.
Get the fuck out of my truck!
Stupid piece of shit.
I try to help you.
You ain't worth it, you stupid piece of shit.
[tires screeching]
Worthless piece of fucking shit!
contemplative music
[cheering]
Go, go, go, go, go, go!
[cheering and whooping]
[indistinct shouting]
tense music
-Chief, this is Dr. Burke. -What do we got?
A couple OD'd at Cliffwood.
They were there watching their son play Little League.
Tom and Melanie Bayer.
-They both pull through? -[Burke] Just barely.
Tom's still out, but Melanie's up and ready to talk.
Their kid is with a grandmother who was on the scene.
I called it in to CPS.
They're sending someone, should be here in a few hours.
What'd they OD on?
Fentanyl, according to the tox screen.
But Melanie insists they didn't take anything.
Says they did some coke, that's all.
-So, what, she's lying? -Not necessarily.
People have been in saying the same thing.
Maybe they're mixing the drugs together on purpose,
maybe by accident,
or maybe they're just buying it that way.
Shall we?
[busy chatter]
[Melanie] Tom and me, we've used before.
A few times.
But nothing like this ever happened.
When you say "use," you mean?
Coke. Cocaine.
We snort it.
You and your husband ever use opioids?
No, never.
So the cocaine you were doing had fentanyl in it.
I-I guess. We didn't know that.
Where do you usually pick up?
You'll be talking to Child Services next.
When they call me,
I can either say you cooperated or I can say you didn't.
Your choice.
Uh, Tom said it was a new guy...
this time.
He never let me go with him before,
but we were on our way to Sam's Club...
And where was this?
Um, uh... Um...
Palm Gardens, that complex over in Newell,
the one with the white trees on the sign.
I was watching to make sure he was all right.
It was an apartment on the first floor.
I remember P 'cause our boy's name is Paul.
Uh, the guy kind of looked like God.
Like what?
Like Jesus Christ, the hair and everything.
Is this him?
Yeah. Yeah, I think it is.
And you only picked up from him the one time?
Right.
Okay. Who was your dealer before him?
Like I said, Tom never let me go before.
Was this him?
I just don't know.
tense music
[tires screech]
Police!
Clear.
Yeah?
Hello, ma'am, Officers Harris and Park,
-here with a few questions. -Who?
Police officers with questions, ma'am.
I don't see a badge.
Closer. Closer.
[door closes]
[lock chain clinking]
Yeah?
What can you tell us about the man
who lives in apartment P?
Bobby?
That depends. This Bobby?
Yeah.
And what did you say his last name was?
I didn't. Jesus.
Can you tell us what it is?
I just said, Jesus.
You're-You're telling us
that-that this man's name is Bobby Jesus?
-Yeah. -Is he...
is he, like, Latin?
-Like Bobby Jesús? -No.
I would've know if I had one of them living here.
Okay. Did he leave any paperwork
with his name on it, ever pay by check?
He paid cash.
Did you ever consider that that name might not be real?
Cash always was.
Have you seen him around recently?
He paid for the month, and he went on a trip.
Did he say where he was off to?
Uh-uh.
Did Jesus have any family in the area,
friends who you often see around?
I don't know.
How about the apostles, you see any of them?
-Huh? -Okay, Steve.
How about him, have you seen him around?
Closer. Closer.
Mm-mm.
[Steve] You good?
[Harris sighs]
No, I just ran out of time.
Don't worry. We got a name and a known address.
We'll find the guy.
We always do.
atmospheric music
[electrical whirring]
[woman speaking indistinctly over TV]
You got it!
[laughs]
[woman] ...sterling silver in an antique casting.
And let me show you.
Here, get nice and close.
The sparkle.
You see that?
It's shimmering.
And it's only $69.99.
[sewing machine whirring]
Grace?
I just wanted to say sorry.
I'm sorry I didn't sign your petition thing.
I know a lot of people did,
and I talked to Marcus like I said I would,
but he didn't want me getting wrapped up in it, so...
You know I love you, right?
-I do love you. -Jillian, it's okay.
I know that.
ominous, dramatic music
-[knocking continues] -[inhales]
-[Harris] Henry? Lee? -[clears throat, coughing]
[TV playing indistinctly]
Sorry about that, Henry.
I heard the TV on outside.
[coughing]
Can I get you some water?
Just surprised is all.
Look, I'm looking for Billy. He here?
Hasn't been around today. [coughing]
I'm gonna get you some water.
-Be right back. -Really,
don't trouble yourself.
[coughs]
[TV turns off]
[grunting]
[Henry clears throat]
[coughing]
-Here you go. -[groans]
Thanks. [coughs]
Haven't seen Isaac around.
-Where's he been? -Ran off.
Talking about going to school and this and that.
LeeAnn says I was hard on him.
Don't have kids.
I wasn't planning on it.
Sorry.
[Harris] You taking this stuff?
Saw a few people in the hospital today
on account of it.
Be-be careful, all right?
I'm careful.
You mind my asking where you get this filled?
I hear it's hard to come by.
Jackson's.
Jackson.
He's helping wean me off it,
get on to stuff that's not so strong.
We're all on something, right?
He's helping me kick a couple prescriptions, too.
Slowly.
Jackson's a good guy.
He even lets me hand back the extra pills
so I'm not tempted to take them.
If you're the type that needs that kind of help...
well, then, I guess it's nice he does it for you.
All right. Well, I'll...
let you get back to it. Thanks, Henry.
Give me a shout if you see Billy, all right?
Yep. [clears throat] Thanks for stopping by.
tense, dramatic music
[train horn blowing]
[engine turns off]
-Del? -[Harris] Hi, Grace.
You here about the car?
Someone took a bat to the taillights.
You also got a new paint job. Who did it?
Gelsey, probably.
We handed in the cards today.
He threatened to shut the shop on everyone.
-When'd this happen? -When I was at work.
Fifty-one percent. The number of signatures
I had to beg and scrape for these past few months
trying to get the damn thing done in the first place.
Do you know where Billy is right now?
He was with his dad a while ago. Why?
Grace, come here.
Sit down with me.
Hey, you think I got it?
-Huh? -[Alvin] Shut up and roll.
What is that now?
Is that $18?
You about to let me take all your money?
[Alvin] Roll the fucking dice.
Eighteen dollars and your mama's phone number.
[chuckles] Let's go.
[chuckles]
Are you tired yet?
Or you want to keep getting fucked?
-I'm out. -[Isaac] Can we go?
Chill.
I'm collecting my pay.
Zoe, baby, I'm busy.
Yeah, I'll hit you right back.
All right.
Let me make a call real quick.
-Excuse me? -I need a ride home.
-Give me your cell. -No.
Don't be a cunt.
What you call me?
I called you a cunt.
And that bitch on the phone's probably a cunt, too.
Yo, say that to my face, motherfucker.
Say that to my face! Get off me.
Yo, don't touch me. Give it back.
Give me that.
Chill, cunt. I'll give it to you.
-Give me that, man. Come on. -[Alvin] Damn! Damn!
[laughs] What the...?
You seeing this?
Half your buttons are gone.
-[laughs] -This shit doesn't work.
[chuckles] Oh, you must be real crazy, out here
on a dead phone talking to nobody.
slow, dramatic music
[Alvin laughs]
Billy?
Oh, hey.
What are you doing out here?
Uh, I just got stranded in a parking lot last night.
[sniffles] I'm still a little lost.
Do you need a ride?
Depends.
You gonna hit me again?
[Billy breathing heavily]
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
I just needed to get my head straight.
Try to understand what we talked about.
Billy.
Do you have a lawyer?
-No. -I think you should.
I don't need one.
You're saying that now, but--
Lee, I'm not trying to defend myself.
I told you that.
-Don't look at me like that. -Like what?
Like you think I don't really understand what that means.
That's not what I meant to look like.
I meant to look like I'm freaked out.
I don't want anything to happen to you.
I still, I...
I care for you.
I'm scared for you, that's all.
slow, contemplative music
I like hearing that you care what happens to me.
'Cause you left, and for a long time,
it felt like you didn't.
You want to come up to the house?
I need to check on my dad.
Meet me at the football stands later?
-Just so we can-- -Okay.
-Okay? -Okay.
[Billy sighs]
Hey, Ma.
-Chief. -[Harris] Time for a shave.
And your mom needs to give you a haircut.
Clean you up.
Sheriff's gonna want a mug shot.
Okay.
Can you give me a minute with my son, please?
tense, dramatic music
Surprise.
[Grace] You don't have to talk to me about it. It's okay.
But Del,
he's gonna make sure
you get the best public defender in the county,
and you're gonna need to talk to her.
I don't know what it is with you.
The both of us.
Some fucked-up reason,
we think we don't deserve good things.
But we do.
We do.
So let's get you out of this,
find a way to make it right,
because you deserve to live a good life.
We both do.
[clippers buzzing]
[buzzing stops]
How do I look?
I believe in you.
And I am with you every step of the way.
Okay?
Okay.
We're gonna figure this out.
-What's that? -It's from Dad.
[faucet running]
[sighs]
[breathes deeply]
[Alejandro] She didn't tell you?
-No, she never did mention-- -Well, okay.
Sh-She marched right up to me after class.
-[exhales] -And-and she explained
exactly why the paper I-I just presented
-was wrong. [chuckles] -[laughs]
Sounds like my girl.
[Alejandro] Two sentences in, and I knew.
-[phone vibrates] -I-I was looking at her
and seeing my future. [chuckles softly]
[Henry] Your future of being told
you're wrong every time you open your mouth.
[Alejandro] No. No, no, no, no, no, no.
[laughs] Yes.
[Alejandro] I just accept the fact
that sometimes she's operating
on a whole other level. [chuckles softly]
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[crickets chirping]
You're gonna get charged, then arraigned.
There's a chance you make bail, but if you don't,
you could be headed to Farmington.
It's the tri-county prison. Holds a whole mix of folks.
Some misdemeanor convictions,
others awaiting trial for felonies.
Felonies make up a big chunk of the population,
so keep your head down. Mind your own business.
You have a quick temper,
which got you into this mess in the first place.
And you're a big guy.
Someone'll test you. Do not engage.
Just walk away.
You hear me, Billy?
Billy? You hear me?
[Isaac] I've been in love with the same guy for six years.
Went to high school together.
Pretty much did all his homework.
He dated my sister for a long time,
but then she married someone else, and...
Figured it was over,
but he still wanted to see me all the time.
I don't know, I...
made a move, tried to kiss him.
He turned me down.
The day I left,
I walked in on him fucking my sister.
And?
[chuckles] I don't know. I guess...
-Why are you smiling? -Because I'm pathetic.
Right?
[chuckles] It's funny. It's kind of funny.
I don't think your pain is funny.
I'm just trying to say
that you don't have to be embarrassed in front of me.
-I'm someone that-- -Man, the food here
take too long.
It's only been, like, ten minutes.
Shit we ordered don't take that long to cook.
And what'd I tell you about sitting
with your back to the door?
-You took the other seat. -I got to pee.
[easy listening music playing faintly]
-Here you go, sugar. -Thanks.
Can I get anything else for you?
Um, sh-she's gonna ask for whipped cream on that.
[waitress] I'll be right back.
Okay, you tell me when.
[whipped cream spraying]
When. [chuckles]
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[handcuffs clicking]
[sighs]
[truck approaching]
somber, plaintive music
[dog whining]
Goddamn it. Chuck.
You scared the shit out of me.
-[door closes] -This is what happens
when you don't call me back.
I've been busy. I, uh...
I didn't realize it was time-sensitive.
In the last ten years,
-how often have I called you? -Right.
I mean, it's been ten years.
How urgent could it be?
[sighs] I'm here to collect on that debt, my friend.
You ready?
intriguing, dramatic music