Black Rabbit (2025) s01e05 Episode Script

1
[liquid dripping]
-[footsteps thumping]
-[floor creaking]
[man grunts]
[news anchor] …stronger than expected
consumer spending,
sparking concerns
about inflationary pressures.
The yield on the ten-year Treasury note
is hovering around 3.7%.
Meanwhile, the dollar is holding steady
against other currencies,
with the euro moving…
[phone dialing]
What?
[solemn music playing]
[banging on door]
[banging on door]
[Junior] Open up. It's the super.
I got a package for ya.
[clanking]
-[Junior] Hey, hey, hey. Come here.
-[Anna] No…
-[Babbit] No! We just wanna talk.
-[Junior] Listen.
-[Babbit] Hey, hey.
-[Junior] Chill out.
[Babbit] Chill the fuck out. Fuck you.
-[Junior] Jesus Christ.
-[Babbit] Get her!
-[Anna] Please, no!
-Listen!
[Babbit] We're not gonna fuckin' hurt you.
We just wanna talk.
-Listen to us. Please.
-[Anna groaning]
-[Junior] Fuckin' A, lady.
-[groaning]
[Babbit] Jesus!
Fuck! My arm.
[grunts]
Fuck.
Fuck!
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
-You really think this is necessary, huh?
-[Babbit] Yeah.
DNA, genius.
Gotta get rid of it.
[exhales]
[Babbit exhales]
[tense music playing]
-[Babbit] What?
-[Junior] Uh, you didn't…
Oh God. Wait, fuck.
-What?
-Oh fuck.
I… did I just…
Oh shit!
-What?
-Fuck. Oh my God, dude. Uh…
-Fuckin' talk. What?
-My… my… my… my watch.
-What watch?
-The watch.
-What fucking watch?
-The fucking watch I had.
The one that we took from Vince.
Like, I had it.
[whimpers]
[Babbit] What are you sayin'?
Are you saying you left that fuckin' watch
at that girl's house?
-I didn't--
-Are you--
I didn't leave it. I don't…
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
[eerie music playing]
[music fades]
[keys jangle]
[sighs]
[glass crunches]
You asshole.
Fuckin' asshole.
[phone dialing]
[Vince] Where the fuck have you been?
[Jake] What the fuck did you do
to my apartment?
-They fuckin' forced me, Jake.
-[Jake] Who?
What do you mean? Dumb and Dumber.
Junior and Babbit. They…
they forced me to go there and… and drink.
What are you talking about?
Where the fuck is my McGinley?
My McGinley, the… the photo.
That was on loan.
Don't worry. I'm gonna fix it.
Don't worry.
-Just get your ass out to Mom's house.
-I'm not coming to Mom's house.
-[knocking on door]
-[Jake] I got a meeting.
Well, come when you're done. I'll explain
when you get here. I gotta go, okay?
Hey, are you Jeffy?
-[Jeffy] Yeah.
-Vin.
-[Vince] Come on in, please. Yes.
-[click]
Vin!
Stupid ass.
[relaxed music playing]
[chuckles]
-I wasn't sure you were coming.
-Right, Houdini.
[Roxie chuckles]
You get some rest? Yeah? Glad to be back?
[Roxie] Um… well…
[sighs]
That's what I wanted to talk to you about.
I have a proposition for you.
Okay.
Look, I know
this is gonna sound harsh, but
I want Jake out of the restaurant.
What?
Why?
I don't think he can cut it anymore.
-[Wes] Is this because of Mel's OD?
-No.
No, it's not just that.
Some bad stuff has happened on our watch,
and he hasn't done shit about it.
I don't know if he doesn't know how
or he just doesn't fuckin' care,
but I can't operate like that anymore.
I care.
I care about that place
and the people in it.
And I want you
to help me buy him out.
-Oh, you do, do you?
-[Roxie] Yeah.
I wanna take over.
I wanna clean it up,
with you as my backer.
[chuckles]
That's some fucking snaky shit.
Jake's my brother.
-No.
-[Wes] He and I found you…
-He is not your brother.
-…brought you in.
-You sound fucking crazy.
-He's not the guy you think he is, Wes.
-What does that mean?
-Him and Estelle.
[man] Wes?
Wes Williams?
Is it cool if I get a picture with you?
You're my hero, man. I…
Um… [exhales]
-Just… just give… give me a second.
-[Roxie] Wes.
Wes! Excuse me.
Wes.
That is some manipulative bullshit, Roxie.
You must be desperate.
-He is not the guy you think he is.
-Enough.
-[Roxie] She--
-Enough!
[ominous music playing]
[Roxie sighs]
[Estelle] That's great. I think we should
put the case with the grills on the bar.
-On the bar? Not on that side?
-[Estelle] Yeah, on the bar's better.
-Yeah. Hi.
-Sorry. I'm late.
-Hi.
-[Estelle] Hi.
-You look great. Hi, Yuki.
-Hi.
-I'm so glad we got this to happen.
-Yeah, Ben is too.
Estelle and I were just talking
about the layout.
-Okay.
-I can show you the pieces?
-Sure.
-That's great.
You can't just text me like that.
I was with Wes.
No, I know.
We didn't get a chance to talk, so I…
These are the pieces
we'll be showcasing at the party.
-Wow.
-Kendrick has a few of these pieces.
And, uh, models pass these around?
They aren't hors d'oeuvres.
We'll have them arranged on displays.
-Guests can try them on, take pictures.
-What do these go for?
These are about a hundred, 150,000 apiece.
That's why Serge will be there.
Do you have a safe?
-He does.
-[Jake] Yeah, in my office.
-Great. Maybe we can set up in there.
-Okay.
-Let me just confirm that with Ben.
-[Estelle] Great.
Great.
[sighs]
-Hey.
-Hey.
Want one of these?
-You can't afford it.
-Eh.
If I could?
-Jake.
-What?
You wanna pretend like nothing happened?
What do you want me to say?
I'm spinning out. This is fucking nuts.
-I can drop it. I will, but--
-Is that what you want?
I wanna be with you.
That's what I want.
You want me to just
blow up my whole fucking life?
No. I don't know
how this would work,
but that was not a one-off.
All right. Now, we are all set
with the safe. Are we good?
-Yeah. Thank you.
-Great.
-[Junior] All right.
-[Babbit] Mm-hmm.
[Junior] Go do your thing, man.
I'll be waiting.
-What are you waiting for? Waiting for me?
-Yeah.
Just go in quick, grab the watch,
get the fuck out.
I'll keep the engine running.
Why am I going in when you're the one
who dropped the fucking watch?
Because you're the one
who fuckin' pushed her.
I didn't fucking push her. I pushed you.
-You couldn't get your arm outta the door.
-I pushed the door.
You… Get out of the fucking car.
Now.
Goddamn it.
This is fucked.
Great.
Fuckin'…
Shit, dude.
[Babbit] What are you doing?
[tense music playing]
[Junior] Oh shit.
Shit. Shit.
[man] I've been trying her for hours.
[firefighter] FDNY, open up!
[banging on door]
[firefighter] FDNY, open up.
[banging on door]
-[keys jangle]
-[thud]
[tense music fades]
[Jeffy] Your inspector's report
will make things easy.
My cousin'll file the report,
piece of cake,
and, uh, most likely we'll be able
to pay you out within a week.
A week? No, no. I need this tomorrow.
Well, that's gonna cost you another 10%.
-Is that right?
-[Jeffy] Mm-hmm.
Okay. You take your extra fuckin' squeeze,
but I do need it tomorrow.
I'm… I'm not kidding.
All right, all right, but you sure
you don't have a couple of fur coats
or maybe a painting or an old car
you wanna leave in the yard?
-No.
-It's all part of the claim.
We're straight. Just need the house,
Jeffy, and tomorrow, okay?
Suit yourself. I'll be in touch.
This is my brother, Jake.
Say hi to Jeffy, Jake.
-Hey.
-[Vince] See you later. Thank you.
Yeah.
[Vince] How's it goin'?
-Who's Jeffy?
-Jeffy is Matt's friend.
Jeffy's cousin, more importantly,
is the fire marshal in South Brooklyn.
-Yes. Yes.
-Fire marshal?
Yes.
-Has it come to this?
-Yes, it has.
You're gonna burn
Mom and Dad's house down?
-It's fucking bulletproof.
-We could go to jail.
No, no, no. We can't. You remember
your hotshot attorney from the closing?
You remember the report?
This place is a documented fire hazard.
Jeffy says it's a sure thing.
Oh, well, if Jeffy says so,
then fucking great.
His cousin writes the report, and they pay
in 24 hours. It's like a payday loan.
Are you really serious?
Yeah, I'm fucking serious.
They confirm it's an accident,
they take their cut out of the insurance,
then we get paid.
Vin, this is highly illegal.
Yeah, well, so is embezzling
from your own restaurant.
-And had you not covered your own ass…
-Not the same.
…we could've paid these guys
a long time ago. Hey, they're serious.
Yeah. I know.
Okay? Good, so as soon as they're gone,
we can carry on with our lives.
Where are you goin'? Jake!
[door closes]
Fuckin' run, you bitch.
I don't care. I'll do it myself.
[phone pings]
[phone dialing]
-[Estelle] Hey.
-Hey. Yeah, sorry. Did you call?
Yeah. Um…
I just… I wanted to, uh… about earlier.
[Jake] I understand. I understand.
It's okay.
[Estelle] No, what I mean is… um…
it wasn't a one-off for me either,
but I don't want anyone to get hurt, so…
[exhales] …I'm gonna talk to him.
Are you sure?
Yeah. Are you?
[gentle music playing]
Yeah.
All right.
I'll speak to you.
[Estelle] Okay.
Jake?
I'm only here
to make sure you don't fuck it up.
Mm-hmm. Welcome.
Anything goes wrong,
this was all your idea.
-Always is.
-[Jake] Yeah.
Okay, what's… what's the plan?
Uh, it's not rocket science.
We're just lookin'
to create a little electrical fire.
We're gonna spray this accelerant
around the, you know, outlets,
and, uh… we're gonna
leave this space heater on,
make it look like an accident.
We open up a window in the attic,
create a vacuum.
Okay, Backdraft.
-Yeah.
-When did you graduate arson college?
Telling you, Jeffy's dialed.
[Jake] Let's hope so.
You been upstairs?
See if there's anything we want?
Before we burn it all down.
And they say I'm the brains.
You're sharp, Jake.
I don't care what they say.
We got a phone?
-Who called it in?
-Neighbor, downstairs.
-His apartment was flooding.
-The landlord around?
How long has she been there?
[forensic scientist] Hard to tell
with the water, but at least eight hours.
[detective] Sorry.
You the landlord? That your tenant?
Yeah. Anna Dixon.
How well do you know her?
Um…
She's lived here, I don't know, two,
two and a half years, somethin' like that.
[detective] She have a boyfriend?
A lot of visitors?
No clue.
Any idea what she did for work?
I could check her application.
I think she worked at a bar.
Um…
She was a good tenant, you know.
Paid her rent on time.
Never had any problems with the neighbors.
Nothing like that. Awful.
[detective] What bar?
[landlord] Not sure.
[indistinct police radio chatter]
[detective] Okay. Thanks.
[Vince] Oh my God.
So you gonna bake Hunter a cake?
Yeah, right.
What d'you get him, Uncle Vin?
[Vince] What did I get him?
I got him a surprise.
-[Jake] Yeah. For you?
-[Vince] Uh-huh.
Everyone's gonna be super surprised.
Oh, buddy, right now, I am praying
this thing still works. Come on.
[button clicks]
[drumbeat playing]
[laughs]
That's talent.
I bet this still holds up.
[Jake] Yes, it does.
[Vince] The Black Rabbits didn't suck.
[chilled rock music playing]
[Jake] Hmm.
-Yes!
-Is she still there?
She's still here.
Hello! [chuckles]
Your one good idea.
It was. The Playboys
is a terrible name for a band.
[Vince] Yeah,
yours was definitely an upgrade.
[Jake sighs] Remember these?
Early days.
-[Vince] Good find. Oh, you know what?
-[Jake] Great tunes.
Oh yes!
Oh, I knew this was gonna come in handy
one day. Hello!
-Mm?
-You were a delinquent.
-[chuckles] I was a prodigy.
-You're not gonna…
-Come on, it's, like, 100 years old.
-Mm.
Oh!
Weed does not expire.
-Yeah, that still works.
-No.
That's one way to burn down the house.
-Hit that.
-No.
Come on, are you kidding me? Hit this.
You gonna make me smoke alone?
-All right.
-[Vince] Attagirl.
You know, I remember thinking
that, uh, we'd finally escaped this place
with our band, you know?
That it was just, uh…
Everything was in front of us, you know?
-A beginning.
-[Jake inhaling]
Turned out it was just an ending.
What the fuck happened? Hmm?
You told the head of the label
to go fuck himself,
and then you OD'd on stage.
-Why are you bringin' up old shit?
-[chuckles]
Yeah, every time
I try to do somethin' good,
I fuck it up.
Like a curse.
Mm. Everybody's got their shit, man.
Everybody's got their shit.
-[cassette player clicks]
-[music stops]
[Jake] I slept with Estelle.
Oh, Jake.
I saw that comin'.
Does he know?
What are you gonna do?
I don't know.
It's serious. She's gonna leave him.
Fuck. It's a mess.
Fuck, it's hard.
Well, if fucking's hard,
you should see a doctor.
No, I didn't say that.
You know, I mean, and… and Valtrex works.
I'm gonna show you something here.
-Look at the way this healed.
-Please don't.
-No, this is science.
-Please don't!
Jake.
You are 50 years old.
Relationships come to an end.
She makes you happy.
You know?
I absolve you of your sins.
-Thanks.
-Okay?
Except for stealing $100,000
from the Rabbit.
I didn't steal it.
-You got a system, right?
-Yeah.
Borrow a little bit,
then take a little bit.
-Right.
-To keep up appearances.
-My mystique.
-Fuckin' mystique.
It's a bunch of fuckin' bullshit.
Who said you've got mystique?
[chuckles]
-[Vince] Uh-huh. It's an island.
-You're a degenerate.
-[Vince] Yeah.
-And I'm a fake.
We have both inherited
half of Mr. Big Dick.
[laughs]
Wait a minute. Speak of the devil.
Look at these old sketches, huh?
[Jake] Hah.
-[Vince] Oh yeah.
-[Jake] Big Dick Friedken.
Big Dick did not mean
what he thought it meant.
[Jake] I can't believe Mom kept this.
-Well, it's all yours if you want it.
-[Jake] Yeah?
He scored a 300 with this.
And he was Joe Namath's right-hand man.
Isn't that what he fucking said?
You still believe all that shit
that he said? Come on.
You know what I thought about?
I'm older now than he ever was.
Yeah.
Imagine how drunk you gotta be to crack
your head open on your own fucking bar.
Well, don't beat yourself up.
You still got time.
Listen, I know he was an asshole, but he--
[Vnice] He was a fuckin' deadbeat too.
And a wifebeater and a degenerate gambler.
Lost his fuckin' bar in a bet.
So, you know, don't you sell him short.
Look on the bright side.
You're gonna burn down his house.
Mm-hmm.
You believe the losing hand we got dealt?
Fucking guy.
[Jake] Hey.
Let's go get a win.
Yeah.
Yeah.
-You wanna do the honors?
-[Vince] Yes, I do.
Grab the tapes. Meet me downstairs.
[grunts] Don't dawdle.
-You gonna light it up?
-Like a candle.
-["Prizefighter" by Eels playing]
-[jangly guitar strums]
Ooh ♪
Yeah, I been through a lot ♪
And you can't scare me ♪
Now go on baby if you just dare me ♪
I'll break through any wall ♪
Just give me a call ♪
I'm a dynamiter ♪
I'm a prizefighter ♪
Well, if you get sad ♪
I'm your friend ♪
I got an ear I'll always lend ♪
You know that you can always… ♪
[Vince] Okay, we're good. Let's do it.
-You all set?
-[Jake] Comin'.
Take a walk with me ♪
Tell me all ♪
Tell daddy all ♪
Just give me a call ♪
I'm a go all-nighter ♪
I'm a prizefighter ♪
Hey ♪
Hey ♪
I'm a prizefighter ♪
[mythical music playing]
[light chuckling]
[coughing]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[Wes coughs]
-[Wes] Hey, baby, how you doing?
-[Estelle] Hey.
[Wes] Where you been?
[Estelle] Setting up for the party.
Long day.
-[Wes] Yeah.
-[Estelle] Was hoping we could talk.
-[Wes] Now?
-Yeah.
-Can we do it in the morning?
-Yeah.
[Wes] Come, sit. This shit's crazy.
I've already seen it.
-I'm just gonna go to bed.
-Okay.
-[Estelle] Okay, good night.
-Hey.
I love you.
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
[sinister music playing]
-Campbell.
-[Campbell] Mrs. Zablonski.
Jules, might we have a word?
Babe, do you mind?
[Campbell] You don't pick up your phone?
[Jules] You told me to chill out.
I chilled.
-Did you?
-Yeah.
'Cause I had it handled.
I didn't need you to send in the cavalry.
What are you talking about?
Your bar tab at the Rabbit,
It's closed permanently.
You don't know anything about that?
She's dead?
Jesus.
Wait, no, wait.
I… I didn't have anything to do with that.
Is that what the cops think?
I don't know what they think, but I know
they're about to start asking questions.
And we need to make sure
you're not one of the answers.
[Vince] Jeffy!
Jeffy! [whistles]
-Hey, buddy.
-[Jeffy] You're late!
[Vince] Fuckin' L-train hose job.
You got it?
[Jeffy] Right there.
I got you a sandwich too.
[Vince] Ooh, look at that. Uh…
No, thank you. Never eat during felonies.
-Oh yeah!
-[Jeffy] Told you I got you.
-[Vince] Look at that!
[Jeffy] Right open and shut.
-My cousin said you did great work.
-[Vince] Come here, Jeffy.
I did great work?
You did fucking great work. Look at this!
-Unbelievable.
-[Jeffy] There you go.
-You gonna eat that?
-[phone dialing]
No, no. I'm going to the beach.
Gotta get in a two-piece.
-Thank you.
-[Jeffy] Two-piece?
-All right, more for me.
-This is Jake. Leave a message. [beep]
[Vince] Jake! Jake! Buddy! I got news!
I got fuckin'…
I got us. I got us. We got us.
We got it. I'm holding it. Coming to ya.
-[chatter]
-[chuckles]
[Jake] Hey, Val,
I'm opening another bottle anyway.
-[Val] Okay.
-Hey, brother.
Nice W, huh?
-You fuckin' did it.
-You fuckin' did it.
-[Hunter] Dad?
-[Jake] We did it. Yeah?
-[Hunter] Dad, come on. I wanna open it.
-[Jake] What? Open what?
-The… the card.
-What?
Oh. Oh yeah. Okay, go ahead.
-Well, I hope it's the right one.
-[Gen] Thank you.
[Jake] 'Cause blame your mom
if it's wrong.
She told me it was, uh…
it was what you wanted to go see.
Let's see if you got it right.
Yeah?
-[gasps]
-No way!
[Jake] Happy birthday.
-Thank you.
-[Gen] What d'you get?
Front row seats
to the New York City Ballet.
-[Jake] Ballet.
-[Hunter] Thanks.
-[Gen] Fancy.
-Very, very cool.
Your… your uncle Vince
got you something not as cool,
and it's not from Vietnam or fluffy,
but I do think you're gonna like it.
-Dad!
-[Gen] What?
This is so you can listen to something
halfway decent in your father's car.
Those got me through a lot of tough times.
You enjoy those.
-Thanks.
-Those are cassettes. They play music.
-Oh my God.
-I know this one.
You didn't wanna give them to me?
Oh.
Totally forgot.
I saved you the best one.
This one's yours. All you.
You recognize any of those?
They're good.
[Jake] Used to call him Skunk.
-Thanks.
-[Vince] Yeah.
So the Mets and the Yankees
are playing this weekend.
-Playing this weekend?
-[Gen] It's happening this weekend.
Right.
Um… did you… wanna go?
-You and me? Yeah.
-[Gen] Wanna go?
Yes, please. Yeah, if I'm not working.
Dad, am I working this weekend?
Uh, let me think on it.
-Yeah?
-[Jake] Let me think about it.
-[Vince] He's gonna think about it.
-[Jake] Gimme a sec.
[Vince] That sounds great.
-Yeah.
-Very good.
Show me these tapes, Hunter. Whatcha got?
[Hunter] I don't know
which ones I can listen to.
All of them. What are you talking about?
Because of the swear words in 'em?
-Did you get these in the house?
-I did.
-[Val] You okay?
-Yeah. Great, actually.
I bet.
You guys, just having a little whisper
in the corner, as usual.
-Hey, make room.
-This is gonna be good.
[Vince] Oh yeah? Dessert time, huh?
Here we go. Who's ready to sing?
Happy birthday to you ♪
No way.
[all] Happy birthday to you ♪
Happy birthday, dear Huntie ♪
Drum solo ♪
Happy birthday to you ♪
[Val] Make a wish.
-[Jake] Oh! Oh, oh, yeah!
-[Gen] There you go.
-[clapping]
-[Jake] Whoo-whoo!
[Estelle] Wes?
Wes?
[door closes]
Wes?
[Wes] Babe?
[Estelle] Where were you?
I've been waiting for you.
You said we were gonna talk.
I'm sorry.
I needed to burn off last night.
[Estelle] Well, can you please
come and sit? We need to talk.
[keys clatter]
Am I in trouble?
-Please don't do that.
-[Wes] What?
Don't be cute.
-I need to talk to you. It's serious.
-Okay, I'm here.
Um…
I'm not happy.
And I haven't been for a long time.
Okay.
And everything with you
is… is… it's going so well,
and I'm so proud of you,
but I do feel like it's
swallowed up so much of us,
and I don't think
there's space for me anymore.
No. No.
-[Estelle] What do you mean "no"?
-[Wes] No fucking way.
-[Estelle] What are you talking about?
-Are you fucking Jake?
Oh my fucking God.
How many times?
How long has this been going on?
-Babe, it's not like that.
-Why? Where? Why?
-Wes.
-How many times?
-Fuck's sake.
-[Estelle] No. Let me explain.
-You're not letting me explain.
-[Wes] I just… I don't get…
-Speak to me, then.
-Babe--
Don't "babe" me. Tell me the truth.
How many times did you fuck him?
-I'm not gonna do it like this.
-What d'you mean?
You don't get to decide how it's done.
Hey! I'm asking you a question.
Was it in our bed?
At his? At the Rabbit? Where?
No! Why do you wanna know?
What's it matter?
-I wanted to talk like adults.
-What? Are you leaving me?
-Are you leaving me for him?
-I'm just leaving.
This is about you and me.
[Wes] Well, I don't get it.
Where is this coming from?
We're good. We've been happy.
No. No. You are good.
I'm not good.
You don't wanna struggle with me
or talk about--
Why the fuck would I wanna struggle?
I work so hard every day
to make sure we don't have to anymore.
So that our lives are perfect for us.
-For you.
-[somber music playing]
And you just want me to fit into it.
Oh, I'm really sorry
that I haven't made myself small enough
to make you happy.
-What the fuck?
-Look at where you live.
The places you go to eat,
the doors that I open for you.
[Estelle] Oh, you think
that I don't have bigger ambitions
than designing your mom's house?
Is this about The Pool Room?
I'm sorry. Go and do The Pool Room.
-I shouldn't have stopped you.
-It's not about that.
It's about the fact
that you can't hear me.
And I'm… I'm sorry. I am.
It's my fault.
It's my fuckin' fault. Okay?
You could've fucked anyone
in the whole of New York City,
and you chose him.
Why?
Do you love him?
I don't know. It's c…
You whore yourself to my best friend
over a job.
-Fuck you.
-Fuck you! Get out of my house!
Behind.
Behind.
[soul music playing]
[phone pings]
[ominous music playing]
[Roxie] Hey.
[Jake] Hey.
[Roxie] Can we, um, talk?
Of course. Listen. Thank you for helping
with this dinner. It was so great.
-And I'm… I'm really glad you're back.
-Jake.
I was calling, and I was calling.
I don't know how to say this
because I'm really grateful
for everything you've done for me.
-Well, that's all right.
-Well, I'm proud of what we've built here.
-Yeah.
-Well, for the most part.
-For the most part?
-Come on. You know what I'm talking about.
-That's why I was calling.
-Can I finish, please?
Yeah.
You told me you were ready to grow up.
-You said you wanted to be better.
-Yeah.
But I don't have time, Jake,
to sit here and see if you have it in you.
-Okay.
-Jake, I've given this a lot of thought.
And I think you should move forward
with The Pool Room.
I'm sure you're gonna make it
a huge success,
but I won't be joining you.
I'm gonna take over here.
Wait. Is… is that a joke?
It doesn't have to be a thing.
We can say this was the plan.
-Are you serious? We're a great team.
-Yeah, I am trying to be an adult here.
-An adult?
-Jake, yeah.
I got a backer
who's willing to buy you out.
-Oh, you do?
-[Roxie] Yeah.
Given what we know has happened here,
I think this really is best for everybody.
You think you're pristine? You're not.
You've been here the whole time.
Didn't see you raising a hand.
-I'm doing that now.
-Oh, fuck off!
Fuck you, ma'am.
When we met, what were you doing?
Scraping shit off a grill in a dive bar.
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
You have no idea
how hard it's been to keep this place.
You think I'm fucking selling?
-Jake.
-Yeah. Give me a moment.
Look, just…
All right. [exhales]
Go get ready for service. Let's forget
we ever had this conversation. Please.
Selling…
[Mel] There's a cop downstairs
asking for you.
[detective] When was the last time
you saw her?
[Tony] I don't know. I… I spoke to her
on the phone a couple of days ago.
She and I used to go out for drinks
after work. We haven't since she left.
[Jake] Who left? Hi.
-[detective] Is this your place?
-Yeah, I'm Jake.
-Detective Seung.
-[Jake] What's going on?
Sorry to inform you, Anna Dixon
was found dead in her apartment yesterday.
-[Mel] Oh my gosh.
-What?
[Seung] When was the last day
she worked here?
She… um…
Um… uh… three… three or four weeks ago.
-Why?
-Do you know if she had a boyfriend?
-Girlfriend? Anyone giving her problems?
-[Jake] No.
No. Sorry, wait. What… what happened?
We got a call
from the neighbor downstairs.
Water was coming through his ceiling.
Looks like maybe she slipped in the tub.
Nothing valuable's missing.
No signs of forced entry.
-Most likely an accident, but…
-Oh God.
Do you know if anyone had keys
to her place? Had any reason to harm her?
-[Jake] No.
-Anna, no. Everyone loved her.
[Tony] What the fuck?
I'm sorry for your loss.
If anything else comes to mind,
please reach out.
Sure.
-Thank you.
-[Jake] Of course.
We can't, uh… open tonight.
Cancel all the reservations.
I'll give you a hand.
-Vin! Where are you going? You all right?
-[Vince] Yeah. Yeah.
-[Jake] Yeah?
-Yeah, I guess.
-[Jake] Where you going?
-Um… I gotta… I gotta go meet these guys.
Yeah, but now?
We gotta be there for the staff.
Can you do it, buddy?
I just… I can't. Okay?
Okay. Yeah, no, I got it, but, hey, wait.
Wait for me. We'll do it together.
-Jake, you stay here. I'm fine.
-Vin.
-Let me go. He's my fuck-up.
-[Jake] We're in this together.
-I got it. I'll finish it.
-You and me.
Hang tight.
-Fine.
-[Jake] Okay.
Okay.
[dramatic music playing]
Hey, let's go.
-Aren't we supposed to meet them there?
-We were.
-Look who it is. Fucking Lehman brothers.
-Hey there. Hi.
-Ready to do some more drinking, Vince?
-Oh, I can't. No, not today.
But here we go, huh?
-How do we know this is good?
-Oh, it's… it's great.
-[Jake] You know where to find us.
-Yeah. Yeah, we do, don't we?
-Let's… let's all go celebrate, then.
-[Jake] No, I'm okay. I gotta work.
[Junior] Get in.
Get the fuck in.
You don't need to do this, you guys.
[Babbit] You're gonna tell us
what we gotta do now, huh?
Can't have you leading back to us, Vince.
[Jake] What does that mean?
I… I've got nothing to say.
I don't know what you guys did.
[Junior] Yeah, but you know
that we knew the girl, right? So…
If the cops ask you, Vince…
I guess I just don't fucking trust you.
[Jake] What's he talking about?
Vin, what's he talking about?
Shit, he doesn't even fuckin' know.
-[Vince] Guys, come on.
-Vin.
-Come on.
-[Jake] What the fuck?
Junior, come on.
[Vince] I don't know why
we're not just talking about this, guys.
Come on, let's just talk it through,
for Christ's sake. Huh?
There has to be another way.
-Just talk to us.
-Shut the fuck up and strip.
-[Jake] What? What are you talking about?
-You heard me, bitch. Strip.
What? Why are we stripping?
-Fucking DNA, genius.
-[Vince] DNA?
-Just fuckin' do what he says. Just do it.
-[Junior] Come on.
-Go. Now.
-[Babbit] Do what he says.
Two more bodies? Huh? You don't want that.
-You don't want that.
-[Junior] Shut the fuck up!
If you kill us… if you fucking kill us,
man, you're gonna have the cops.
-[Junior] Faster.
-You're gonna have news.
I mean, people know us.
A lot of people know us, huh?
-That's a lot more noise.
-Come on!
[Jake] A lot more noise
than the death of some random girl.
We don't want that in the news.
We want that in the news less than you.
Are you not hearing that?
That makes sense.
We gotta fuckin' do it.
It's too fuckin' messy. On your knees.
-On your fucking knees.
-[Jake] Guys, the police…
Come on. The police think Anna's…
It was an accident.
[Junior] Shut up. Shut the fuck up.
-[Jake] Take the restaurant. Wait.
-[Junior] Shut the fuck up.
I don't want the restaurant, motherfucker.
I wish I'd never fucking met you.
-Now turn the fuck around.
-[Babbit] Too fucking late for that.
-Shut the fuck up.
-[Jake] Take the fucking restaurant.
Why don't you just take the restaurant?
Wait! Fuck me. There's a million dollars
in the Rabbit in two nights' time.
Listen to me!
It's there, and you can take it.
Huh? It's for real. A million.
There's a huge party,
and there's a million dollars
of diamonds and jewelry and watches, and…
I signed
the fucking insurance policy today!
-What the fuck are you talking about?
-Can we just fucking finish them?
Minimum security. It's easy.
You walk in. You take it. It's yours.
And we're done. We're fucking done.
He can fuck off.
And I'm out of this. Right?
-If I'm lying--
-Bullshit.
If I'm lying, then you kill me.
What, you want cops after you
for two murders? Three murders? Huh?
You want cops after you for three murders,
or you want a million dollars
in your fucking pocket,
no questions asked?
Forty-eight hours.
I fucking mean it!
[Vince] Jake.
Jake, come on. We can fix all this.
I didn't know they were gonna do anything.
They got me all wasted,
and the name just came out.
[Jake] What did you think would happen?
What? I didn't fucking know.
I was trying to help.
-[Jake] You wanna help?
-Yeah. I try to help every fucking day.
[Jake] Go.
-Go where?
-[Jake] Disappear. Disappear
-You want me to leave?
-[Jake] I want you to vanish.
You fuckin' got it. That's fuckin' rich.
You wouldn't be able to survive
without me.
-[Jake] Survive?
-Good luck.
-What? Without you, I'd have clothes on.
-Yeah?
I wouldn't have pleaded for my life
or be involved in a homicide.
My God. Everything that is wrong
in my life is rooted in you.
-[Vince] Really?
-Everything.
-[Vince] Really?
-Yeah.
[Vince] Did I ask you
to sleep with half your fucking staff?
Was that me? Did I ask you
to cook the fucking books?
Did I do that to you?
Steal all that money?
Live above your means
like some kind of fuckin' fraud?
That's not on me, Jake. That's you.
This is you. The house was you,
and the money troubles, that was you.
-Junior, Babbit, Mancuso, that was you.
-All right.
-[Jake] And the heroin.
-Sure.
The heroin and the record deal.
-[Vince] What else?
-And drinking and leaving Gen behind.
-That was you, and I knew.
-Nice.
I knew you would do it to me again.
I still tried. I bargained. I bargained,
and I put everything
and everyone on the line again… for you.
Yeah, for me.
You do everything for you, Jake.
Give me a fucking break. You're selfish.
Wanna know why you're selfish?
'Cause you gotta overcompensate
'cause I got all the fuckin' talent.
-[Jake laughs]
-Right here.
Yeah! And look at what you did
with your amazing talent.
[Vince] This fuckin' talent
gave you a life.
I lit up a path for you
a hundred miles high for you to follow.
-You're welcome.
-You're not a trailblazer, Vin.
You're a fucking arsonist!
Christ, I should've left you behind
years ago.
You were wrong. You're not a curse.
You're not a curse.
You're a fuckin' anchor.
You're an anchor.
Yeah, and you weigh me down.
We're done.
I'm done.
Great.
I never wanna see you again.
[sinister music droning]