Duster (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

1
You've gotta be fucking kidding me!
All right. Come on. Let's go.
Shit!
Fuck. Come on. Fuck! Get out!
Fucking heavy as shit. God damn it!
Shit.
Shit. No.
What do you want?
Let me tell you
Fuck!
If you want a good lovin' man
You got to be a good lovin' woman
Searching for the love that you need
Gotta give me some time just to see
When I was a child in bed one night,
I was visited by the Lord himself.
This a long story?
I only came for half tank.
He spoke to me words I'd heard before
at Southwest Christian.
Take delight in the Lord, Wesson,
and He will give you all the desires
of your heart.
The Lord said your name? Personalized?
He did.
You were in bed.
It might have been a dream.
It was no dream, friend.
And I've obeyed His word ever since.
He sits with me in the patrol car,
keeps me alive on the streets of Phoenix.
Puts me in the right place
at the right time.
He put me downtown the other night
where I saw your ass…
chatting it up with your new friend,
that colored girl.
Oh, what's worse, Jimbo,
is I know who she is.
I know what she is.
She's a fucking fed.
You must be confused.
I wonder how confused Sax will be
when he hears about your
little dalliance with the FBI.
At best, real hard to explain.
So what is it your heart desires
to keep your mouth shut?
I imagine it would be worth quite
a bit to you keeping Sax in the dark.
Just get to the number.
- Ten grand.
- Ten fucking grand?
- That's the price.
- That's what the Lord suggested?
Five o'clock tonight. The old Benson barn.
Be there with 10 grand
or Sax is gonna know the whole story.
Your old man's already buried one son.
Or what was left of him.
Be a real shame
if he had to bury the other.
Sax mentioned what this was about?
Nah, just that he wanted
to see you first thing.
- Huh?
- Yeah, that's what I thought.
So a case of a new Diamondbacks,
two of the Remington .44s. Yes.
And five of the AR-180s.
You wire that 125K by five o'clock
and I'll send you a case of Chateau Zinn.
All right.
You wanted to see me?
I heard…
about what you did.
Listen, Sax…
You pumped his fucking heart
with your own hands?
First, you raced that new heart into town
and then you kept
my son alive to receive it.
I can't repay that.
But here's a little something extra
for you.
Boss, you don't need to do that.
Oh, bullshit.
We can all use some extra
at one point or another.
Hey, look, I'm sorry about all this,
re-spackling the ceiling.
Look, this is for you.
This is to pay off Carlo.
And this is for our new friend Bob Temple.
He called this morning.
Sounds like he wants to be a team player.
Oh, yeah?
So no need for those photos?
Oh.
Good for a rainy day.
Look, I got a breakfast meeting.
Thanks again.
Hey, Goldilocks.
Are you okay?
Hanging on by my balls. You?
I'm here to check on Big Head.
When are you coming by the lounge?
You got at least a couple of bottles
of free whiskey headed your way.
This weekend, if you're lucky.
You know I am.
I've got the girl that got up and moved
You gotta try the hot cakes.
- I prefer hoecakes.
- Hoecakes?
Same thing, except with cornmeal,
salt and Southern charm.
Report from the Phoenix PD
says that Jim Ellis was at the scene
when Joey died, which he didn't mention.
- That's concerning.
- He's a witness.
The fact that he didn't tell me that
doesn't fill me with confidence.
And then Agent Breen's case files
on Saxton, every one of them missing.
I mean, what the hell is that about?
Come on in. Come on in. I've been waiting.
- Nina.
- What?
Don't turn around.
- Why? Awan, what is it?
- No, no, no.
Ezra Saxton just walked in.
I've never seen him in the flesh.
Wish I could say the same.
When have you seen him?
A long time ago, in South Philly,
when I was a kid.
Seriously?
Yeah. His operation wasn't as big then.
It was nothing like Snowbird.
But he was always dangerous.
You knew him?
How?
You can't just drop
a story like that without…
What matters is
taking that motherfucker down.
Breaker, breaker,
this is Top Dog looking for White Heat.
You got your ears on?
Copy, Top Dog.
Parking garage behind the movie house
on Dunlap. Be there.
You didn't see fit to tell me
you were there the night Joey was killed.
How does it matter where I was?
Because, Jim,
if we're gonna work together,
I need you to tell me things like that.
What did you see?
Why were you there?
I don't know if I can trust you.
We've got bigger problems.
- Bible-thumping dirty cop saw us talking.
- Bible-thumping?
He knows you're a fed
and he's threatening to tell Sax.
Are you fucking with me?
Look at my face.
When I'm fucking with somebody,
- I don't get this vein in my forehead.
- What does this cop want?
Ten grand by tonight.
- Baltimore, I need your help.
- Do you think I carry that kind of money?
- I think the Bureau does?
- I haven't given the Bureau shit.
Until you start delivering for me,
my leverage in that office is zero.
Deliver for you?
Because of you, they're gonna be
finding pieces of me
in the desert for 100 years.
Thanks for your help.
I am helping. To get to the truth.
You can't trust Saxton.
And now you've gotta help me.
Bank records, inventory lists, contacts.
Say I give you all that,
you take Sax down.
How do I know you won't leave me
to get taken out with him?
You don't know if you can trust me?
Well, Baltimore,
I don't know if I can trust you.
Until I deal with this dirty cop,
none of this matters anyway.
I need evidence, Jim.
Bring me something.
Where are you going?
You don't want to know.
Trust me, you wouldn't like it.
Fuck!
Lady at the bookstore
said it's his best one yet.
No way it's better than Andromeda Strain.
Thanks.
Where are you going all dressed up?
Meeting some new friends.
A business opportunity.
Better not let Pops hear you say that.
Hey, I'm a businesswoman.
I can do whatever I want.
You're a businesswoman 'cause Pops
bought a bar and lets you run it.
Which has been turning
a profit ever since.
Chill out, G.
I'm just saying just don't piss him off.
What? Be like you, Daddy's lapdog?
You're so scared of him
that you won't even call your own mother
to tell her you had surgery.
- What? That's not the…
- Well, did you call her?
See, you had a heart transplant
and still won't pick up the phone
'cause he's still mad after
all these years that she left his ass.
I used to get so pissed at her
for leaving.
- I don't fucking get it.
- What you getting mad at me for?
It's not my fault he won't
let you do Snowbird shit.
And why is that, do you think?
'Cause he's old school.
It's 'cause I'm his daughter
and not his son.
It's as simple and stupid as that.
I'm sick of his shit.
- And yours.
- Thanks for the book.
Call your fucking mother.
Nine times out of ten, baby, I've told you
Shooby-dooby-doo, Shooby-dooby-doo
And I ain't gonna tell you
Just nine times again
Sunglasses here? I need to see him.
What are you waiting for, "pretty please"?
Wait here.
We've never met,
but I've heard about you for a long time.
The Flagstaff bounty hunter,
Mexicali barber,
Sonora city councilman
resigning in disgrace.
Oh, yeah. I take credit for none of that.
Yeah, that's the point.
I gotta get someone off my back,
and I need to do it quietly.
Ellis, you drive for Saxton, right?
He's got people for that.
Can't go that way. He can't know.
Who's the problem?
A cop. Phoenix PD. Name's Wesson Groomes.
Oh, the kiddie fucker.
Man's a goddamn pedo.
Use that shit against him.
What's your window?
Meant to meet him
at the old Benson barn at 5:00.
You make it clear he needs to leave me
the fuck alone or that shit goes public.
Eight hours is gonna be mighty tight.
Rush job on a cop is gonna
cost you somethin' pretty. Three Gs.
Figured that.
So we got two options. Option one,
I give you $500 now,
pay the rest in installments.
This ain't a Buick dealership.
We don't offer payment plans.
Which brings me to option two.
Elvis Presley.
You mentioned The King,
speak well or not at all.
I know a young lady who's been inside
his Palm Springs home.
And in that home is Presley's
very own pair of blue suede shoes.
Now, those are priceless.
And I can liberate 'em for you.
Oh.
I know those shoes.
You know what's inscribed inside them?
I do not.
I do.
You bring back the wrong pair, I'll know.
Genuine artifacts, that I can promise.
Presley's shoes can be yours,
say the word.
Well, you don't have enough time.
Not to get to Palm Springs
and back by 5:00.
Which is our quandary.
The only solution
is a mutual leap of faith.
I'll do my part as fast as I can,
you deal with Groomes at five.
Did your brother
ever mention that last job?
What?
A job with you?
I only bring it up because I liked him.
I know bad men, but I know good men, too.
Joey was good.
Yeah, he was.
I'll give you till midnight.
And when you're back
with my blue suede shoes,
Groomes won't be a problem
for you anymore.
But come back empty-handed…
I will be.
- You motherfucker!
- You step-motherfucker!
I know what you did.
Called the feds, tried to get me arrested.
I ain't gonna forget it.
Hey, Pops.
Jimmy? Oh, hey, hey. Hold on.
My husband doesn't need your trouble.
He doesn't need a gold-digging skank
either, but here we are.
Wade!
Hey, son. I thought you were leaving town.
Situation changed,
I'm sticking around. Lucky you.
- He didn't call.
- Oh, son, you really do need to call.
In advance.
Well, in advance. Days, if possible.
Where's your glass cutter?
Uh, in the garage.
I'll handle it.
Fucker.
Hey, what about Sax?
I thought you said
some lady fed was after him.
I'm dealing with her.
What about Mad Raoul?
I can't think of a worse guy to piss off.
Yeah, one problem at a time.
Uh, down in one of them boxes.
What do you need the cutter for?
Gotta rob a house.
Don't wanna trigger any alarms.
Oh, goddamn.
Goddamn, I remember that
pre-robbery feeling.
Crack of the glass when you cut in,
click of the safe lock
when the tumblers line up,
the fuckin' danger.
Took years off my life,
but hell if I don't miss it.
Kind of in a hurry here, Pops.
Hey, hey, why are you on a job like that?
That's Sean's territory.
This ain't a job for Sax.
Doing a little quid pro quo
for Sunglasses.
Oh, Jesus Christ, kid. Sunglasses?
Sungla… You're messing with
all the wrong people.
You do not fuck with him.
I'm not fucking with him.
I'm taking care of my shit.
How can I help you?
- Divorce Charlotte.
- God damn it, Jim.
You are in deeper than you think.
Stop looking at me
like I'm just a driver, all right?
You always thought that way,
that Joey can do anything
and I can't do shit.
That's bullshit.
It's just there's a big difference
between doing heavy jobs
and living behind a steering wheel.
I didn't come here for a lecture, Pop.
Not everything is a solo job, boy.
Just tell me what you need.
Wade Ellis,
you offer that delinquent help
and you know what
you won't be getting from me.
- Angel Pie, I can handle this.
- Shut the fuck up, Charlotte.
Get out of my house, fuck-o!
If I need your help, I'll call.
The files were taken
by someone in this office.
Maybe Breen himself, before he left.
You gotta eat. Okay? No good can come
from an empty stomach.
And then we have a CI
who's given us fuck-all,
who I don't think we can trust.
I think you…
Oh, what kind of taco is this?
Nopales.
- What is that?
- It's cactus.
- Your favorite.
- Christ. Come on.
- You're cranky 'cause you're hungry.
- I just want some Mo'cakes.
Agent Hayes, your meeting's upstairs.
The officer who filed the report
on Joseph Ellis.
Oh, good.
And here. Cactus taco. Enjoy that.
- Iz, you got a quick minute?
- Oh, Jim.
This is perfect timing,
which you never have…
- Izzy, I need your help with something.
- Me, too. Come in.
So I already asked David,
- but he got a double shift.
- David?
- He's still around?
- I need you to stay and watch Luna.
What? Iz, no. I got a job to do.
So all those talks we had about you
being there for whatever I needed,
- that was all bullshit?
- No, but…
This is what I need you for.
I got a doctor's appointment
in half an hour and…
What's the appointment for? You all right?
I'd be a helluva lot better
if you'd help me out.
Look, I know it's last minute,
but Luna's got this fever,
and somebody has to watch her.
- Hey, Uncle Jim.
- Hey, Peanut.
Iz, listen. I really wanna help,
but I'm under the gun here.
Uncle Jim, listen to this.
You should be in bed, mija.
There's honey in the cupboard
if she starts coughing again.
You remember when you went
to Elvis' house in Palm Springs?
Do I remember?
Why were you so annoyed by that anyway?
It was like a year before we even met.
I didn't like 'em stopping
random ladies on the street,
inviting them to party with The King.
Get with the program, Jim.
Grown women can make their own choices.
Do you know what song this is?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
"This Land Is Your Land."
No. Listen carefully.
Luna, put that down and go rest.
Iz, I need you to give me the layout
of the Elvis house, okay?
Where his office is, entrance, bedrooms,
where those blue suede shoes were.
I did see some bedrooms.
Cut that out. Just draw the house.
I'll draw it if you stay.
I'll be back in 90 minutes.
Fine. Just do it.
Okay. That's the entrance.
That's the living room.
Elvis' office is down here,
end of the hall.
- That's where the shoes are.
- Thanks.
I'll be back by noon.
Thanks for coming in. I'm Agent Hayes.
Sergeant Groomes. Glad to meet ya.
This is Agent Bitsui.
Bitsui?
- That Spanish?
- Navajo.
Red and Black G-men and women,
I'll be damned.
God bless America.
Would you mind taking a look
at this police report
you filed a couple years back?
Joseph Ellis.
You knew him?
That was one messy night. I knew him some.
Worked for Ezra Saxton.
Ellis had a brother, did you know that?
Jim Ellis. Ever heard of him?
I'm more interested in the report
than your opinion on family members.
Yeah, well, Jim's a real SOB.
Anything he says ain't worth a damn.
"The heart is deceitful above all things
and desperately wicked."
Is that the Bible?
That's gospel, son.
Speaking of the good word,
it says in your report that Joseph Ellis
died in a propane accident.
But there are inconsistencies between
your report and the evidence on the scene.
You're telling me.
That was all your office.
It was one of your men who told us
what the report needed to say.
I just did what I was told.
Who from our office?
Agent's name was Leland Breen.
He was the agent on the Saxton case
before you, ain't that right?
Real shame what became of that man.
I'm still trying to figure out
the best strategy.
Well, if you got a ladder,
it would be easier, right?
Maybe. But…
I think this is the best move.
- Breaking in through the bathroom.
- Huh?
You're breaking a window?
Even better, I got a glass cutter.
Cool. Where'd you get it?
It's my pop's. Just borrowing it.
You knew my dad, didn't you?
Yeah. He was a good guy.
What'd your mama say about him?
She says he was honorable.
Uh, he sent her letters from the war.
He was a hero over there,
but he didn't make it back.
She says he loved me a lot.
He loved you something crazy.
All of Breen's files are missing
and they're inconsistent.
That Chisholm gal.
What do you think about her run
for the Presidency?
I think she's smart, capable, prepared.
She is coming in too hot.
She's talking about change this,
circumvent that.
It's too much upheaval for most folks.
Especially from a woman.
And a Black woman at that?
She is in over her head.
Something you might know a little about?
There are inconsistencies
in the Joey Ellis police report.
Meanwhile, all Breen's files are missing.
I need to talk to him.
The ASAC insists that you leave
Agent Breen out of this.
He may know where the missing files are.
He'll know about the police report.
Breen was troubled long before he was sent
to Kirkbridge Mental Institution.
Was he married?
- Maybe I could talk to his wife…
- Stay away from him.
In my estimation, Chisholm is never
gonna make it as President.
And if you don't find a way
to make progress in this case
without breaking every rule…
you're never gonna
make it here in Phoenix.
Ten minutes early, Iz, you're the best.
How did it go?
Fine.
Are you sure?
Union insurance
doesn't cover nearly enough.
We got this new president
turning everything to shit.
Not Bob Temple?
Yeah. How do you know him?
Reputation.
Thanks for watching Luna.
There she stood in the street
Yes?
Mrs. Breen, I'm Agent Nina Hayes,
with the Bureau.
Well, I'm on my way out.
Can I just have a quick word?
I'm afraid not.
I'm new to the Phoenix field office,
and I'm taking over
one of your husband's cases.
I wanted to talk about maybe getting…
I have some place I have to be, excuse me.
Ma'am, I'm just trying to understand
where his files went.
- Maybe you could ask him for me…
- Enough.
It's disgusting what you're doing.
Ma'am, I…
Shame on you for coming to talk to me.
Especially the likes of you.
Well, that was terrible.
You okay?
Yeah.
I don't know why
that got to me.
'Cause she was awful.
'Cause you're new to the job.
'Cause racists are bad people…
Awan, I don't need a full list of reasons.
I hear that.
Why would Breen want
the police report changed?
The best way to see the difference
between an accidental explosion
and a hit job
would be to send it through forensics.
Forensics.
Where's the police impound yard?
- Oh, we don't have access to that.
- Awan, what do we play to do?
- We play to win.
- Damn right.
All right now
Baby it's all right now
All right now
Baby it's all right now
All right now
Baby it's all right now
All right now
Baby, baby, baby, it's all right
All right now…
Shit.
Gracias.
That's what I'm fucking saying.
We put the show on from Hawaii,
televise the thing,
let people who can't, see the man.
Yeah. Now, you tell him
that Colonel Parker said
to put together
a press conference on the 8th
and let me know.
Elvis concert broadcast across the world
from Hawaii, huh?
Blue skies, palm trees
and those hula dancing girls?
Imagine dipping your tip
into those swinging hips.
This could do for Elvis
what China did for Nixon, am I right?
If anyone's gonna know,
it's the man who discovered him.
Fuckin' A. Who are you?
Hi, sorry.
Is there another bathroom around?
There are a few people locked in this one,
and from the sounds of it, I don't think
they're coming out anytime soon.
It's just down the hall, take a left,
and it's the first door on your right.
Good Christ, I wanna fuck her.
- You recognize her?
- Uh, should I?
Actress Adrienne Barbeau.
She's up for a role on a new TV series.
I could put in a good word for her
with the producer, Norman Lear.
But she pays me no attention.
Parker, my boy, yes! Get the fuck out.
Yes, I did speak with him.
So when are you back?
You're missing one hell of a party.
I just saw Warren Beatty
in the kitchen.
I heard he's looking for producers
for his next film.
Diversifying…
If we do this right,
we can definitely get him…
Hey there, ya got a minute?
Hey, Jim!
Excuse me, I'll be right back.
Um, the fuck are you doing here?
You really asking me that?
That's Greek Sal's daughter in there.
Her name's Daphne.
At least one of those gentlemen
traffics drugs for Sal's operation.
I know, but it's not what you think.
What would your father think
seeing you here?
I don't give a shit!
I can't stand he had you follow me here.
He didn't.
And frankly, I'd rather
he not know I was here either.
Then you oughta stay out of
people's business, Jim.
- Get some of your own.
- I got plenty.
Now I'm worried about you.
Not the time to get caught up
in something, trust me.
I appreciate that, Goldilocks.
But we all got our own path. You dig?
Adrienne Barbeau.
I hear you're very talented.
Well, thank you.
What little birdie said that?
Same birdie that said you're up
for a TV show.
Yeah, it's called Maude.
I'd play Bea Arthur's daughter.
- Well, congratulations.
- Not yet.
Don't jinx it.
It's between me and some other girl.
I may be able to help you out.
How's that?
Give you a piece of advice
if you do me a favor.
Depends what the favor is.
Well, here's the advice.
The Colonel's tight
with the producer on that show.
What you do with that is up to you.
Grown women make their own choices.
Well, yes, we do.
It's nice to meet
an evolved male for once.
So what's the favor?
Lure the Colonel out of that office.
Bring him outside somewhere.
Talk to him for a while.
Ask if he saw Nixon in China,
that should do it.
Mr. Groomes.
I come on behalf of a mutual friend.
What's all this?
147 Etta Place.
Man, you got a nice house.
We took a visit.
See what we could see.
And what did we find?
Behind that Mary and Jesus watercolor?
Some pretty depraved shit.
We took some pictures just to be safe.
Look at that.
Can't imagine what your chief would say
seeing one of his officers
trading in such offensive smut.
Leave our mutual friend Jim Ellis alone,
and nobody needs to know
how deeply fucked up you are.
Oh, Jesus!
Oh, good Jesus!
Jesus.
- Oh, Jesus!
- Why the fuck d'you make us do that?
Served him right,
he's a degenerate piece of…
Charlie.
Say what you will about Nixon,
he gets attention.
That he does.
When Moses walked the children
Out of Egypt land
He said now don't you worry
We're in the Lords' hands
He's gonna walk beside us
The time is coming near
He's gonna wash away
All our misery and our fear
- I got a feelin' in my body
- Feelin' in my body
This will be our lucky day
Feelin' in my body
Feel so fun
We'll be released from all our sorrow
Leave it layin' along the way
Feelin' in my body
Feel so fun
When Daniel faced the lion
There wasn't any doubt
We've got to be like Daniel
I got a feelin' in my body
This will be our lucky day…
Breaking into
the police impound yard.
Relax, it's a junkyard.
It's not Fort Knox.
How's the lock?
Easier than the chancellor's office
at the University of Michigan.
You broke into the chancellor's office.
We're getting into
some highly questionable
possibly dangerous,
definitely illegal territory.
For a good reason.
I need to know what's going on.
- I told you we're getting a sample…
- No, I mean your story.
If I'm gonna do this,
I need to know what's what.
No BS.
My father worked for Saxton
when I was a kid.
He ran numbers for him.
My mother wanted him to get out.
They would fight about it.
He was deep in debt
and had a family to take care of,
but still, he let Saxton know
he was cutting ties.
One day, I was helping my father
at his shop…
and Saxton walked in.
He got some smokes.
He's all smiles.
But I could feel my father get tense.
I could feel his… His fear.
I didn't know it at the time,
but Saxton was sending a warning.
It wasn't long after that that my dad
was getting into his Caddy
just outside his shop and it blew up.
Blew up, knocked out store windows
for half a block.
Part of me is still
that little girl in the store,
staring at that man…
who would one day kill my father.
And I just get so mad at her…
for not moving…
for being so scared, for… For…
For smiling at Saxton…
for not doing anything to stop it…
for not knowing how.
I waited 20 years to make it right.
I'm not letting a damn thing
get in my way.
The Lord will see you walking
Hello.
I got Elvis' size 11s right here.
Talking to the angels
Hello?
…in the sky
And when you'll know he's near you
The Lord will always hear you
You ever hear about Elvis' twin brother?
I can't say that I have.
The King never met him outside the womb.
Twin was stillborn.
And the mother gave birth to him
half an hour before Elvis.
Identical twins.
Such tragedy and such joy
all in the same day.
Let's focus on the joy.
The price went up.
Hey, I may be a little late,
but I kept my end of the bargain.
We went after Groomes.
He took out Charlie.
Who did? Groomes?
Groomes killed Charlie?
So, I killed Groomes.
You killed a fuckin' cop?
Problem solved.
Now, I want the three Gs and the shoes.
Hey, come on, man. That wasn't the deal.
This job comes with hazards.
Those hazards I can accept and endure,
but I can't abide
what happened to Charlie.
Listen, man, I'm sorry about your friend.
He wasn't my friend. He was my brother.
Losing brothers, seems like you, me,
and Elvis got a lot in common.
Give me the fuckin' shoes.
Give me the fuckin' shoes!
…in the sky
…be your loving teddy bear
Put a chain around my neck
Don't do this, man!
Motherfucker!
Teddy bear
I don't wanna to be a tiger
Because tigers play too rough
I don't wanna be a lion
'Cause lions ain't the kind
you love enough
I just wanna be your teddy bear
Put a chain around my neck
Baby, let me be around you every night
Oh, let me be
Oh, shit!
Your teddy bear
I just wanna be your teddy bear
One thing I've learned
is you don't get ahead
if you don't get into trouble.
I can see you
saying that from a jail cell.
It doesn't mean I won't be right.
Well, this proves it.
Look at how it imploded
from the outside in.
Switchblade in the boot.
I told ya I'm full of surprises.
My mama says I'm like a hammer.
I swing hard…
blunt force.
But you, you're a details man.
You get inside things.
It's good.
Only to you, maybe.
Until you showed up,
I was invisible in that office.
But I do whatever it takes.
I work harder and smarter than
90% of those motherfuckers in that office.
I'm good at this.
And unlike them,
I'm glad to know you
and I'm proud to work with you.
This proud partner thing goes both ways.
Let's get this to Forensics.
Officer down.
Officer down.
Come on. Fuck! Get out!
Fucking heavy as shit.
Shit!
Piece of shit. No.
Motherfucking…
What do you want?
Son, what the hell are you doing?
Pops?
Yeah, I was thinking about
that little squabble we had.
- What the fuck are you doing here?
- Who's that?
Is that Sunglasses?
Yeah. It's…
It's a long story.
I guess he had it comin'.
My fuckin' shovel broke.
No shit!
I always keep one in the truck.
When you said you'd gone to Sunglasses,
I got a bad feeling.
I figured someone would end up like this.
I just didn't know
if it was gonna be you or him.
It was almost me.
Hey, I went over to the bowling alley.
I was gonna talk to Sunglasses myself.
I got there.
I saw your Duster tearing off,
so I tailed you
in case you were in trouble.
Jesus, do I owe you.
Man, you don't owe me shit.
Look, what I…
What I'm saying is I…
I… I…
I feel like a tide shifting…
for you, for your life.
It's like a new chapter. I can't explain.
It's just a feeling I got that
somethin' is…
Somethin' is happening with you.
And I wanna be there for you.
I wanna be helpful.
The way I wasn't with Joey.
Joe's been on my mind a whole lot lately.
Yeah, you and me both.
I know it's been
a couple of years,
but when I think about him, it's…
It's like no time has passed.
I can't…
I… I can't lose you, too, son.
You know who would have
handled this job better?
Yeah.
Sunglasses.
…wounds,
two through and through.
He's hemorrhaging.
Breathing is shallow,
possible collapsed lung.
Keep applying pressure
and take his damn glasses off.
I'm worried about
Nina Hayes, this new agent.
She was asking about Leland…
and about the Joe Ellis investigation.
What was she asking?
She's looking for the missing files.
I… I don't know… her angle.
But she's snooping.
You asked me to let you know
if anyone started poking around again.
Don't you worry about her, Evelyn.
I'll take care of her.