Average Joe (2023) s02e04 Episode Script

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Previously on "Average Joe."
-You want to fucking dance?
-Pull the trigger, bitch.
Get the fuck out.
-Please
-Get the fuck out!
Listen, Teddy put you
in the safe house
because your house isn't safe.
In four days when the shadow
has passed our line,
you will have paid us
$40,250,000 U.S.
Do you understand?
That's my first car.
What the fuck is that
at the bottom of it?
-There's this bar.
-It's called R Jay's Cove.
I think this is how you get in.
You need to get out of here
right now.
But I'm not leaving without you.
I need you to be safe.
Police are searching
for four Americans.
Cathy, we got a problem.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no!
Mama?
Imani, what are you doing home?
-Shouldn't you be at work?
-Yeah, I should be.
But I drove all the way to
there's my jacket.
All the way to work and
realized I forgot my work keys.
And you know
Dad's going to kill me.
I don't know where I put them.
Please help me, Mama.
I'm so late.
Um, yeah, here they are.
Oh!
Thank you.
What would I do without you?
But and then where are you
going?
Why wasn't I invited
to this impromptu holiday?
Mom, what's wrong?
I'm
I'm leaving your father.
Huh?
No.
My taxi's here.
-No, no, no, no, no.
-Mama, wait.
No, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait!
What what
what's happening here?
What are you
what do you mean?
-I'm leaving.
-No, Mom.
I can't live like this anymore.
All your father's secrets
and all his lies.
Mommy, please.
He has another family, Imani.
What?
In America.
He has
he has another family.
I I heard him
on the phone talking about
his son, Joe.
And he probably has another
wife, and another daughter.
-No.
-That's where he goes.
-No.
-When he's gone on business.
He's with his
he's with his family in America.
-Oh, Mama.
-No, no.
That that that
that can't be true.
Mama, no.
I have to go.
No, Mama!
-Imani, please!
-Please.
OK.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm I'm sorry that
I put Dad's feelings
before yours, OK?
You you can leave him.
And I'll be right here.
But this is your house, OK?
This is your home.
You built this home.
Mama, why are you the one
having to pack your bags
when he's the one
that's destroyed this?
He should be the one
that packs his bags,
and he should be the one
that leaves.
Thank you.
-I love you so much.
-Oh.
-Mom
-I love you, too, so much.
Oh, my sweet, sweet little girl.
And I love this
I love this home!
This is myhome.
And you,
you should get back to work.
No, I'm not leaving you.
-I
-No, Imani, Imani.
I'm fine. OK?
I'm fine.
I'm going to go and unpack
my bags and start packing his.
I want to do this.
I need to do this.
OK?
Go.
I love you so much, Mama.
-See you later, OK?
-Mm-hmm.
Oh, and tell the taxi driver
he can go, OK?
OK.
I fell in love
with a liar ♪
I fell in love with a liar ♪
I fell in love
with a liar ♪
'Cause your love
is so wrong, is so wrong ♪
Imani?
Imani, is that you?
Imani?
Fell in love with ♪
A liar ♪
Come on, man, answer the
fucking phone, all right?
God damn it.
Touch ain't fucking answering.
What about Phyllis?
She's not answering either.
Fuck. Fuck.
What about Cathy and Leon,
maybe?
Fuck them.
Answer the phone, dog,
right now.
All right?
Hit me back.
-Leon.
-Baby, tell me you're OK.
Baby?
Are you OK, baby?
Come on, please!
Ah!
-Ah! Shit.
-I've been hit.
-Oh, god!
-Where?
-The fuck?
-I'm hit.
-I see I see it. Let me see.
-Let me see, baby.
How bad is it?
-Fuck it.
-It's just a scratch, Leon.
Had me all worried and shit
with your overreacting ass.
I was not overreacting.
Maybe next time,
don't ask me if I'm OK
if you don't actually
care if I'm OK.
Let's see if this
motherfucker's still here.
Oh, shit!
All right.
-Voicemail.
-Who are you calling?
Joe!
I've been shot.
It was a scratch, Joe.
Shot by a bullet, Joe.
Look, I'm going to ping
my location just in case.
Look, I'm sorry for
I'm sorry for everything.
I love you.
OK, fuck this shit.
I'm not about to die
in this half-star motel.
Come on.
Shit!
Close the door.
OK, OK.
We're going to have to jump.
I think we can make it.
-Yeah, no.
-I don't think we can make that.
It's only two stories.
Two stories?
Who the fuck are you, Chun-Li?
The fuck is a Chun-Li?
Only the greatest
street fighter ever
in the greatest game ever
called "Street Fighter."
We do not have time
for your nerd shit, Leon.
Look, if we can
get to the next room,
we can jump out of the window
into that garbage can.
I'm not jumping
into no fucking garbage!
Well, then, fine.
We'll stay here and die in this
disgusting fucking motel room.
Fine.
OK, on three.
One, two, three.
What the fuck was that?
Art thoust ready to take
this girthy member,
you putrid, little horse man?
Please, fair maiden, useth my
buttocks for thoust pleasure.
Jesus!
-Ah!
-Shit!
Don't mind us.
Just sorry, uh, continue
with your freaky sex play.
Uh, and by freaky sex play,
she means creative body sharing.
We're not kink shamers.
Love is love.
Get the fuck out
Fuck!
-The ass of the centaur is dead.
-What?
Dead ass!
Whoever's been shooting at us,
they know we're in here!
We gotta go.
Jump! Go now!
Ah!
-Hey, come on.
-Look.
-Hello? Hello?
-Hey!
Get down!
We got to get
the fuck out of here.
OK, back there.
OK, go.
I'm not leaving without you.
Hey,
you got to get a head start.
Your leg.
-OK, you got me?
-Yeah.
Shit!
Hello.
Officer Tuchawuski. Hmm.
What is an American police
officer doing in my country
running around my city,
killing my men?
OK.
Um
Fuck you.
Ow.
No, please. Oh, stop.
Don't. Ow.
Where is my heroin?
Oh, OK.
OK, now, yeah.
OK, now it's all
coming together for me.
Are you talking about, like,
say, 700 keys of pure H?
That number sound right to you?
Where?
Could be anywhere.
Where?
You know, I've met a lot
of drug dealers in my time.
Fuck, lots and lots of them.
And the only ones who go this
nuts over a lost shipment
are the ones who
bought their shit on credit.
Is that you?
That is you, huh?
Oh, shit.
You bought your dope on credit
and now people want to get paid.
So who do you owe? Huh?
Who's coming after
your pathetic ass?
Can't be the Colombians,
the Mexicans.
Africa's too far away
even for them.
Could be the Russians.
Is it the Russians?
No, wait.
It's the fucking Afghans,
isn't it?
I'm right, aren't I?
It's got to be
the fucking Afghans.
Boy, are you fucked.
Very good, my friend.
We ain't fucking friends.
Hmm.
No, we are not.
Hey, how you doing?
Fuck.
Damn.
Come here.
Coming.
Fuck.
Oh, yes!
Fuck.
Motherfucker!
Who the fuck was that?
The fucking hitman.
-Hitman?
-Yeah.
The fuck y'all doing
with a hitman after you?
How the fuck should we know?
Come on,
let's get the fuck out of here
before he come back.
-Yeah, OK, baby.
-Come on.
I'm not here for you, Joe.
Wait. Michelle. Shh.
Come on.
Joe, you good?
No!
Why won't you fucking die?
No!
So you won't tell me
where my heroin is?
Mm.
What about the girl? Hmm?
Where is Teddy's daughter?
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Anita.
Anita who?
Anita get out of here
so I can go fuck your wife.
He wants to go
and fuck your wife.
You are very funny, my friend.
I amfunny.
He wants to fuck your
Yeah.
You're very funny.
You know, this
this guy is very funny,
and, uh
refused to talk.
How many more people have to die
before I get my heroin,
Officer Tuchawuski?
Hmm?
Teddy?
Teddy's wife?
Billy G with the big mouth?
Well, you're just going
to have to put me on that list,
bitch,
'cause I ain't saying shit.
F-f-fuck.
Ah, mm.
You want to die.
Very well.
You have no idea.
Fuck off.
And the broken man wept,
for he knew his spirit
would never find peace.
Not gonna do it.
Do it!
I need you to find me
those Americans.
We will find them.
-Fuck you doing?
-What are what are you doing?
Where are you going?
Hey.
You should have
fucking killed me.
The fuck is this?
What the fuck is this?
Oh, shit.
Fuck me.
Fuck me.
Fucker.
Hey.
OK.
Here you go, big guy.
Come on.
Come and get me.
Come and kill me, bitch.
Good boy.
Come on.
Fucking kill me.
Kill me!
Yeah, there you go.
Come on.
Come on.
OK.
Shit.
Ah. Just playing games, huh?
You just want to fucking
play your games, I see.
Where are you going?
Fuck.
Shit. Fuck.
What the fuck are
you doing here?
-This way.
-Shh! Stop!
What are you doing here?
You need to get out
of here right now.
Go.
Run. Run.
-You need to run.
-Get out.
Hey. Easy, big guy.
No. Hey, lion.
Lion!
Over here.
Hey, fuck!
Lion! Lion!
Lion!
Fuck!
Ugh!
Fuck.
Hey!
Hey!
Over here!
Come on, motherfucker.
You want this?
Come on, motherfucker!
Here we go.
Here you go.
You want that, yeah?
Phyllis, be ready.
When I throw this,
you run for that door.
You ready?
Come on!
Now!
Why would you do that?
-I saw
-I saw them take you.
I had to do something.
You should just
let me fucking die.
I can't allow that.
Allow what?
Stop!
What is this?
You I know you think
you're some kind of healer.
I am a healer, Benjamin!
If I say I want to die,
you fucking let me die!
You can't heal me!
OK.
Come here.
Hello.
OK.
Thank you very much.
They broke into our room
like maniacs.
And then they
-And they shot him.
-The Americans shot him.
Hmm.
No, the shots did not
come from inside the room.
There was a sniper here.
Why would a sniper shoot Gary?
He was a freak,
but he had a heart of gold.
They were not here for Gary,
ma'am.
Then why is Gary dead?
Officer Jacobs will
take your information
and then see you home.
The Americans were pursued
by an unknown sniper.
Bullet casings found
here at the motel
are similar to those
recovered in the desert
where Ziri Coetzee was shot.
Could be the same shooter.
We'll need ballistics on that.
I no longer believe
the Americans
are the hunters in this case.
I believe they are the hunted.
Ah.
Ah.
Right.
Sniper rifle inside
the delivery van.
Put gun through ballistics
and run the van.
Most likely, it's stolen.
So, uh, did anyone see where
the driver went?
-No, Detective.
-Ah.
Just make sure that no
one contaminates the scene
until forensics arrive.
-Of course, sir.
-Good.
Uh, may I say, Detective?
Yeah?
I'm sorry for your loss.
Thank you, Officer De Vries.
Thank you.
Akinyemi, you got a minute?
What can I do for you?
Seems like our cases
are converging.
-Mm-hmm.
-How so?
Well, Jacobs told us
that a couple of Americans
were involved
in this motel shooting.
Yeah, and?
And we are investigating
some Americans.
Who may have killed some men
down at a fish shack
in Hout Bay.
Yeah, I've heard about that.
But it's interesting that
Americans' passport photos
were on TV before anyone was
even assigned to this case.
Hmm.
You know, we thought so, too.
Must be a leak.
You wouldn't happen
to know anything
about that, now, would you?
No. You?
Of course not!
Well, call us
if you hear anything.
We're going to need to share
information on this.
Absolutely.
OK, then.
Touch!
Touch!
Hey.
Thanks again for
saving our asses back there.
We cool?
Cool?
Oh, no, we're not cool.
Just 'cause I don't
want to see you dead
doesn't mean that we're good.
You all can stay here until
you figure your shit out,
and then you go.
-Yeah.
-No, I get it.
I don't.
Ain't it fucking obvious, Joe?
-Cathy, what's obvious?
-What?
That your daddy
hired that hitman to kill us.
My Teddy is dead, Cathy.
-Damn!
-Is he, Joe?
Where's the fucking body?
He done died
and resurrected once before.
Who's to say he won't
do that shit again?
All I know is that
that delivery motherfucker
was there to kill Leon and me,
not you.
I know Teddy would
set that shit up.
OK, maybe he did.
But what the fuck do you expect?
You tried to steal
700 kilos of heroin, Cathy!
You want to play big, bad,
goddamn drug dealer?
Well, you're playing it.
And this is what
the fucking game looks like.
Fucking deal with it.
I'm so sorry.
-Hey.
-Hey.
How you feeling?
Like someone murdered my mom
and left her to rot.
Sorry.
Um, are your friends OK?
They're not my
They all right.
We need to go to R Jay's Cove.
Dad is pointing us somewhere,
and we need to go.
-Imani, what is
-what is wrong you
your mother just died.
-Just take a minute to
-Take a minute?
No! Dad's clues are
leading us somewhere.
We need to keep following them.
Is there something you're
not telling me about Teddy?
No.
-Huh?
-No.
-Hmm?
-No.
Of course not.
-All right.
-Give me a minute.
While I try to figure out where
the fuck Touch and Phyllis are.
And I don't know why
these motherfuckers
trying to kill you
and trying to kill us.
It's just
it's just so fucking much.
I just need to take some time
for a minute, all right?
Yeah.
So get some rest.
-Mm.
-Sorry about your moms.
Me, too.
Me, too.
Oh.
Ah, thank you.
Oh, shit.
N-no, sorry, not there.
Anywhere else.
I'll just come this way.
Listen, um,
I just want to apologize
for what I said back there.
I was, um
You know, the lion and and
and
My adrenaline was
off the charts.
And
well, I'm I'm sorry.
So this place is cool.
This is it's where you
do your whole sangoma thing or?
You have your coat.
I think you should go upstairs.
Your friends are
looking for you.
-Touch!
-What happened to you?
What the hell are you
two doing back here?
Apparently, Joe's dad
hired a hitman to kill us.
The fuck?
That's right,
a motherfucking hitman.
Shit.
-Because you found his
-Heroin. Yeah.
Shit. Does Joe
Joe knows.
Shit.
Yeah, he helped us kill him.
-Shit! You killed the
-Hitman?
Yeah.
Shit.
Um, I really would appreciate
it if this conversation
happened elsewhere.
This is
this is not the place for
Damn it, Touch, I've been trying
to call you for the fuck
fuck happened here?
Oh
Fuck, it's a long story,
but I figured out
who's coming after Imani,
who's coming after us.
Who?
I saw him.
-His name is
-No, no, no.
Don't say that shit to me
right now.
Not in front of them.
Come on, let's go.
Joe, wait.
They're trying
to cut us the fuck out!
You got to go up there, find
out what they talking about.
No.
What do you mean, no?
I mean no.
-Ah, Phyllis.
-You still have my gun?
-Yes.
-It's in my bag at the shop.
Thank you.
This is the man, Sipho.
"Local Businessman Sponsors
Today's Celebration Parade."
That's a badass drug dealer,
Joe.
Let me guess, heroin?
Exactly.
And someone stole about
7 700 kilos
of fucking heroin, right?
Fucking Teddy.
Teddy shit.
That's why this Sipho was
coming after Imani.
He's got to think that she
knows where he hid his stash.
Mm-hmm.
And before this motherfucker
unleashed his lion on me,
he told me
Lion?
Yeah, Joe. He's got a lion.
-Like lion-lion?
-Yeah, man.
Like fucking lion-lion, like,
this close to my face.
The fuck?
And before that motherfucker
unleashed his lion to kill me,
he told me that he killed Teddy.
Wow.
Teddy's wife, clearly Billy G.
Teddy's wife, Jamila?
I guess.
Sipho killed my mom?
Imani, we we're
I'm sorry.
Didn't know you were there.
This guy?
This guy killed my mom and dad?
I'm fine!
I'm fine.
What's the next move?
-What's the next move?
-Next move?
-What's the next move?
-Is it R Jay's Cove?
-There
-there is no next move for you.
Look, you have
been through a lot.
Let us handle this,
and do what we
Stop stop stop treating me
like a fucking child, Joe!
Fuck, man!
-Imani.
-I'm fine!
Fuck.
Yes. That's more.
I can't believe Sipho would
throw all this money away
on those drunken street rats.
If that was my money,
I wouldn't give a penny
to those useless twats.
But that's what Sipho
doesn't understand.
You have to treat the commoners
like the vermin they are.
Like the vermin they are.
Hmm, hmm.
So my friend, tell me.
What else don't I understand?
Sipho, I was just making a joke.
Hmm.
It did not feel like a joke.
Felt like you believe that
you are the leader of men.
You are the chosen one.
-Never!
-No.
Perhaps you should
take this gun and kill me.
Show the world
it should be you, not me.
Sipho, please.
Kill me.
Look at me.
Hmm. Hmm.
And I fell at his feet
and thought,
surely,
this is the hour of death.
But the Glorious One
bent His golden head
and touched my forehead
with His tongue
and said
Son
thou art forgiven.
Come, let us go and bless the
beautiful people of Cape Town.
One day,
I shall lead their salvation.
What?
We got caught up
in Teddy's mess.
You know that, right?
I'm sick of
all these fucking clues
and games and all this shit.
I'm getting you out
of Cape Town tonight.
Come on.
I'm not leaving.
What do you mean,
you're not leaving?
Like, why?
No disrespect,
but your parents are dead
and the guys who killed them,
they after you.
Why don't you want to leave?
Like, what
what aren't you telling me?
I'm the reason that she's dead.
Who?
My mom! My mom, Joe!
She was leaving Dad.
The taxi was outside.
She was on her way out
and I told her to stay!
I told her that he should
be the one that leaves
and that she should
unpack her bags!
She wouldn't have even been
there if it wasn't for me.
I got her killed.
No, no, no.
I told her to stay.
-Listen to me.
-No.
Imani, none of this is on you.
-Oh
-None of it, you hear me?
None of it.
This is Teddy.
This is what Teddy does.
Teddy creates families
and then destroys us.
I didn't have a chance
to say goodbye to my mom
because of him.
Teddy cares about Teddy.
He got your mother killed,
not you.
None of this is on you,
you hear me?
Yeah.
It's just, please, Joe,
I just need to be alone.
Hmm.
Unidentified white male.
About, uh, 40s.
He was found dead not too far
from the Penguin Motor Lodge.
Long-range rifle found
at the scene
matches the gun residue
on his hands.
And ballistics can confirm that
this is the same rifle used to
kill young Ziri in the desert.
It's the same rifle that
fired a bullet into the
motel room of the Americans.
And the same rifle
that killed the gentleman
who was dressed up like
the backside of a centaur.
Huh.
Suspect's fingerprints have
been burned or lasered off,
denoting suspect
as a possible killer for hire.
But the question then,
I suppose, is
who hired him?
So what do we know
about this token?
It's a place called
R Jay's Cove.
Imani told me about it.
Said that it was like
a local-only spot.
Said it could get
pretty fucking nasty in there.
Wonderful.
And do we know why Teddy
used to hang out at this place,
or are we just going in blind?
Bro, we going in blind.
I don't even know what we
really supposed to be, like,
kind of like looking for.
Are we
Can we help you?
Is it OK if
I get a glass of water?
If you're thirsty,
you're thirsty.
Motherfucker.
-Hey.
-Hey.
You know, Joe got the nerve
to act like he don't trust us
when it was his daddy who
hired a hitman to kill us.
Him and Touch over here
acting all secretive and shit.
I really don't
have the strength for this
right now, OK?
Well, you better
find the strength.
I know them motherfuckers
found another clue.
We gotta figure out
a way to get them
to start trusting us again.
-Oh, my god!
-Stop!
Jesus.
Cathy, if you want people
to start trusting you,
then I don't know, maybe
stop doing untrustworthy shit.
The fuck
is that supposed to mean?
You know I love you.
And you know
I will ride for you.
But those guys are our family.
Mm-hmm.
Joe fucking saved our life,
like, an hour ago,
and you're already
pumping him for information?
Joe and Touch are
our fucking family,
but you've been too busy living
your life like Frank White
to remember that.
Well, I haven't forgotten.
And if you want to get
our family back,
you need to start thinking about
someone other than yourself.
Fuck.
Go change I smell like
a fucking dumpster.
Hi.
Sorry, I didn't mean
to interrupt your, um
the thing that
I was
-I can come back if it's
-What do you want, Benjamin?
Um
I need my gun back.
You said that you still have it.
Of course.
More death.
Well, hopefully not.
It's
It's not here.
Say what now?
It was in my bag.
-Well
-Are you
Are you sure it was in there?
Did you maybe
did you bring it upstairs?
Maybe just stuck it
in a drawer or something?
I I wouldn't
I wouldn't misplace a gun.
-I know.
-OK, I understand.
But please think.
Would I mean
When we came home, the gun,
it was in my bag.
-Oh, shit.
-And now it's gone.
It's Imani.
It's Imani.
Shit.
What happened to him?
Hmm.
Huh.
Let's see now.
Case files.
Right.
Let's see.
Hmm.
Hmm.
Eh?
OK, this is a lot.
We going to have to split up,
all right?
If you see her, get her out of
here as quick as possible, OK?
All right?
All right, let's go.
-Hey. How you doing?
-How's your leg?
It's fine.
OK, do you want to take a break?
Give it a minute?
Give it a rest?
I'd love to,
but we got to find Imani.
What about if I go up ahead
and you stay here
and just see if she passes by?
OK, why are you in such
a rush to get rid of me?
I'm not, Leon.
It's just
we barely fucking moving.
I'm trying to take your advice
and think of Imani
more than myself.
But you making it really hard.
OK.
Sorry. Let's, uh,
let's pick up the pace.
OK.
On your left!
-Imani!
-Huh?
Imani!
-I'm so I'm sorry!
-Oh, I
Please, please, please, please,
please help me protect her.
Please help me find her.
Please help me find her.
-Please. I need to find her.
-Hey, hey, hey.
-Oh, it's all right.
-I need to find her.
We'll find her.
What if we can't find her?
We will.
Calm down.
You calm down!
I could not save
the people that I love.
I couldn't save the people
I couldn't save my sister.
I couldn't
I couldn't save Imani.
Imani's all I have left.
Please, please, please, please.
Imani!
Phyllis, hey!
My people!
Sipho!
Sipho!
Sipho!
My mother!
Run! Run! Run!
-The girl!
-Let's get the girl!
Please, please, please.
Let's go. Let's go.
Please don't
Imani, run!
Joe!
Why are you so fucking strong?
Welcome to Africa, bitch.
Hey.
I gotta stop doing that.
Thanks, brother.
-I gotta go get Imani, man.
-Yeah.
Go ahead, I'll catch up.
What?
-Stop with it.
-Come with me or you'll die.
OK, OK, OK.
OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK.
Please just don't please.
Please. Please. Please.
Where are we going?
No! OK.
Please.
I'm not going in!
Ah!
Stop it!
-You want to fucking die?
-Get off me!
-Get in the fucking car!
-No, I'm not going!
Help! No!
No!
Imani, go!
Cathy!
Fuck off!
Imani!
-Help!
-Imani!
-Help! Help!
-Help, Joe!
Joe!
Joe!
Imani!
Imani!