Fastlane (2002) s01e20 Episode Script
Asslane
- Pay dirt.
- Now what? We get our girl back.
Come on, put a little mustard on it.
- How? - No idea.
Tasty.
Where's Billie? Whoa! Closer.
Now.
I'm coming, Nat.
Hold on.
Move a little closer.
Get down.
Billie, closer I've got you.
Pull up.
Call CHP.
Tell them we got a methamphetamine laboratory explosion and a code-red HAZMAT situation.
Let me see.
- Ten fingers, 10 toes? - Yeah.
Good, does somebody wanna tell me what the hell went wrong here? I followed the script.
I stayed on point.
I did everything you said.
- They caught me.
- Who caught you? He grabbed me by the neck, and he squeezed until I couldn't breath.
- They threw me down.
- Who threw you down? And so I shot him.
I shot him.
- Hold up, who did you shoot? - Thank God I had that gun.
What gun? That wasn't part of the It doesn't matter.
What matters now is the Summit was compromised.
I'm with Van, I think it very much matters what's going on.
You know what, Deaq? You wanna be with Van, then go to the mall and get a pretzel.
I'm standing right here.
Right now, the only thing that matters is the Summit was compromised.
Look, if this thing doesn't go down, we will.
Something ain't right.
If we go down, it's because of you and your girl.
And I got questions for both of you.
Okay, walk me through this.
What's so important about the Summit? The Summit is a massive bi-monthly crystal-meth transaction that goes down between two parties.
On the one side, we have the manufacturers.
Ghost and Murdoch Goucher.
Raised in a trailer park on a steady diet of Spam and backwash.
The brothers are thought to be responsible for a string of drug-store robberies-slash-massacres which they get ingredients for their meth.
Ghost, he's the brains of the operation.
Murdoch, he's the claws.
His last citation of merit was for the dragging death of a neighborhood dog.
When Murdoch was asked why he tied the poor pooch to the back of his truck and drove around the block 72 times, he replied: That bastard was hitting on my girlfriend! On the other side of the Summit, we have Lena Savage.
Wait, as in Savage Cinema? As in producer of Charlie's Anus Part Doo-Doo? Was in a pop-up ad on the Internet.
You know, when you surf, sometimes things pop up.
- Pop-up.
- Ahem.
Right, as in a savvy businesswoman who uses her porn empire as a front for the illicit dealings.
Most notably, for the distribution of crystal meth.
Meth which she purchases from the Goucher brothers.
Exactly.
But, as far as Lena's assets, she's actually cash poor.
We're gonna use that against her.
One of you is gonna dangle the green in her face.
The other's gonna work with the brothers.
- You're splitting us up? - Yeah.
Oh, I'm sorry.
You guys wanna exchange a mix tape so you feel like you're still working together? Perhaps I do.
- Do you like Huey Lewis? - No.
All right, we're gonna take down this pipeline from both ends.
You guys need to find out the time and the location of the next Summit.
When you guys get the invite, I'm gonna come in with backup.
Take this operation down.
Billie, I'd like to take one for the team here.
I'd like to be the first to offer myself up to go into the amoral soul-deadening world of adult filmmaking.
- I'm your man.
- I want porn, give me porn.
I deserve porn.
I got the perfect in, Johnny-o.
His mother was a porn star.
- Deaq - Yeah, hold up.
Heh.
- Yeah.
- I'm sorry, sweetie, bad news.
See, the Goucher brothers, they're just a bunch of gear-heads who actually have a very huge liking for dirt bikes.
So since you're the better rider, you're gonna be working with the brothers.
Since when did you decree Deaq to be the better rider? I'm sorry, Van, do you wanna work with the brothers? Yeah, do you? Porn.
I want porn.
Patty, you've been first row center at the most fabulous concert of your life.
And the lead singer has picked you to go to the after party.
Show him that he chose wisely.
Show him with your hips, with your hands.
Show that wise rock god how to tickle your feathers and make you happy, go on.
And who says we're not interested in good storytelling? Van Strummer, Whipstick Talent Agency.
Founder and CEO.
- Johnny-o said he called you about me? - Yeah, Johnny spoke highly of you.
And if Johnny trusts you Did he happen to mention that I was in the market for some pixie dust? Insinuated.
You are aware I deal only in large volume? I'm not interested in personal stash.
No, no.
See, I'm looking at the bigger picture here.
Being a talent agent, I represent a lot of up-and-comers.
And as a man who takes 20 percent of their income there's no sweeter sight to me than watching one of those beautiful bunnies hop off the bus from Minnesota, get down on their knees and beg like Oliver Twist with a runny nose, "Please, sir, may I have some more?" Whipstick Talent Agency.
- I gotta keep them in line, you know? - I know.
- You're wicked, aren't you? - Wicked and wealthy.
Two great tastes that go great together.
But before this discussion goes any further, I wanna know how wealthy you are.
Well if the $250,000 I'm prepared to give to you as a down payment In cash.
Is any indication, I would say I'm worth oodles.
Make that oodles and oodles.
ATM machine's around the corner.
Judas Priest, my teeth are itching.
It's like millions of itchy pins.
Hey, man.
Take a swing, dumbstick.
One clean crack right here.
Come on, be my dentist.
Knock my teeth out.
Rid the itch, come on.
Stop messing with those beers, and throw back some of that Jack.
That's the best idea I heard all day.
I'm Deaq.
My boy Aquarius said he gave you the heads-up about me dropping by.
Yeah, yeah.
That's right.
You're part of that crew that got busted for knocking off that Supercross in Bakersfield.
Yeah.
Yeah, I wasn't just a part of that crew.
I'm the one that got away.
And, of course, I didn't get away empty-handed if you know what I'm saying.
Whoa.
Damn, that's nice.
- Yeah.
- Look at that bad boy, how much? There's two things I love in this world, c- meth and my bike.
One I like to sell and smoke.
The other smokes, but it ain't for sale.
Those bikes I got from Bakersfield, I'm looking to move.
- How about a How about a trade? - For what? All right.
You get us those bikes, and you can have all this you want.
Murdoch! What the hell are you doing? And who the hell are you? Deaq, man.
I'm a friend of Aquarius.
Your man and I are doing a little business.
Uh-huh.
Well, that's not my brother's place.
Why don't you hop on that 250 and zip on out of here? I got a better idea.
Since Murdoch already explained the operation I'm looking to get with a new crew anyway: Why don't we just get down with the get down? Aquarius said you wanted to cop some gak, but he never mentioned your specialty.
I got a set of bikes, courtesy of the Bakersfield Supercross.
I got stones, courtesy of the devil himself.
My mama smoked crack when she was pregnant with me so I came out baked just right.
All right.
Maybe we should see how hard your mama sucked on that crack pipe.
Come on.
You're telegraphing your right.
Gee, Hill.
The last time you popped in unannounced, you came with 400 SWAT members.
What, are you downsizing? I thought maybe we could spend a little quality alone time.
That sends the appropriate shiver up my spine.
The Lena Savage-Goucher brothers case.
The scope of the operation concerns me, Billie.
Okay.
You know what, Hill? Do you think, ever, you could not worry about how I run this operation? - Or how we do our job around here? - Do you listen to Christian rock, Billie? - Christian rock? - Christian rock, I can't get enough of it.
And it's not because I'm a religious man.
I'm not.
In fact, I don't even know if there is a God.
But the beat is fantastic.
And there's lots of uplifting lyrics about being true to yourself and expressing your feelings.
So I'd be remiss if I didn't tell you that the fact that you placed Hayes with the Goucher brothers, while they manufacture enormous amounts of crystal methamphetamine, makes me feel queasy.
- You need a Dramamine.
- You need a fail-safe.
Okay.
You know what, Hill? I know what I'm doing, all right? The Goucher brothers' meth, it's never gonna hit the streets.
I'm not convinced.
Even if I were, I insist on the following: That you mark any and all crystal meth manufactured under Detective Hayes' watch with a radioactive dye.
That way, if anything goes wrong, we can track the drugs.
Okay, mixing chemicals is an exact science.
How am I supposed to find somebody who's gonna assure me that the meth will be tainted with a non-lethal dose of dye? - Does the name Natalie Raiden ring a bell? - Yeah.
Yeah, she's an informant I used to use when I used to work Narcotics.
- She was a hell of a chemist.
- Yeah, she was the best.
When I flipped her, she was the premier sous chef for the biggest meth manufacturer in the L.
A.
Basin.
But that's behind her.
Look, I helped her save the money she made from the L.
A.
P.
D.
So she can get her life together.
Natalie Raiden is two weeks away from serving 18 months for intent to sell.
What? She was doing really well.
That is why I have arranged with the DA's office, pending Nat's assistance in the Goucher brothers case, that the 18 months will go bye-bye.
Wait.
So wait, she marks the meth and she doesn't do time? And the kitty says, "Meow.
" And the cow says, "Moo.
" And that is the offer that you will bring her.
- Trick.
- Nice.
Glad you guys like the bikes.
Why are we chilling in this parking lot? Time to see if you're good enough to roll with us.
Gotta stock up on supplies.
- Always need some more of that ephedrine.
- Yeah.
Yeah, it's our magical ingredient.
We go in there, shoot the place up, and when everyone's dead we grab all the packets of cold medicine we can get our hands on.
- You gonna shoot up the joint? - Stop talking about it.
- You're getting me excited.
- We're not doing that.
It's too much trouble, baby.
I'm gonna show you how I get down.
You want a receipt for your records? Yeah.
All right.
Sometimes it's crazy to be a little more sane.
Yo, my boy.
What's up, homes? - Hey, Nat.
- Billie.
You, uh You look good.
It's good to see you.
- Where you been? - I transferred divisions.
I told you the last time we, uh The last time we, what? Talked, shared? You said you were moving up.
You got a pimpy promotion.
You were happy.
I didn't realize Look, forget it.
I gotta go.
Wait, wait, wait, hold on.
Nat, wait.
I didn't bail.
I set you up with Detective O'Neil.
I told him to keep you on the payroll.
Yeah, well, O'Neil wanted a little more than info, if you get me.
And I have a broken index finger to show for it.
- I'm sorry, I didn't know.
- You didn't ask.
Okay, I'm asking now.
I'm asking about all that stuff we talked about.
- The house, the job - Are you being sarcastic? No.
We talked about you getting out of this life.
Yeah, we did.
It was one of those really great conversations when you're talking to someone you think you're tight with so you think they're listening, and then you look up one day, and they've split.
So you stop talking and you stop dreaming.
A chick just talking to herself is nothing but a crazy chick.
And now you're looking at 18 months.
- What do you care? - I have a way out.
I need somebody with your knowledge of meth.
And if you can help me, I can overturn your sentence.
- I knew it.
- What? Same old song with a twist.
You're here because you want something.
This time, you're not getting it.
I don't care if she's been picked as a bachelorette for Joe Millionaire 2.
We have a contract.
I have a lighting package arriving.
Damn it.
Porn ain't what it used to be.
- The girls are so flaky.
- Well, I'll let you get back to that.
- Here's the booty, as promised.
- Van, I can't discuss this right now.
I need a girl.
Wait, you have a talent agency.
Give me some of your talent.
Do you an amateur available for the 3rd? Oh, a girl who's never been on camera before.
Let me think.
Come on.
What talent agent doesn't have an amateur on his shelf? No, no, I do.
I'm just, uh, thinking of the right one.
Yes, yes, I have someone.
A kindergarten teacher, how kinky is that? Very hot.
You will love her.
- Forget it! If I don't deliver, I blow my cred.
- The case is over.
- Look, Van, I've got problems of my own.
Hill has made a non-negotiable demand that any and all meth that the Goucher brothers manufacture while Deaq is undercover has to be marked with radioactive dye.
- Who's got the skills? - I'm working on it.
While you're working on that, you can multi-task.
Okay, look, I know it's 2003 but it's a little un-kosher to offer up your boss to star in a sex film because it's the first thing that popped in your mind.
- Lady's got a point.
- You're not helping.
Two things.
First, the shoot's not scheduled till next week.
By then, the case should be closed.
And two And I hope you hear the conviction in my voice.
This has always been my backup, backup, what-if, worst-case-scenario contingency plan.
Really? And when were you gonna let me in on this contingency plan? Well, to quote a wise woman - I always wanted to say this.
- Don't do it.
You will receive information on a need-to-know basis.
Come on, will you do it, please? Please, I'm begging you.
- See, she's already taking her clothes off.
- Oh, my God.
Delicious.
So, what took you so long to get into the game? Well, I've, um I've been teaching kids for the last three years.
Lovely.
So let's see it.
What? What's left to see? I mean, her body speaks volumes through the clothing, don't you think? Just look at the upstairs.
It's like a kung-fu kick to the head.
Absolutely.
But I don't need to see her body.
I need to see her move.
All right, show her some ass.
Well, I I thought I was I thought I was gonna wait for the big day.
Look, I've been jerked around by one girl with cold feet.
I need to know you're gonna be comfortable in front of other people.
Come on, Van.
Get in there.
Me? No, no, I couldn't.
You're got a body good to go all night.
You must've taken her for a few laps to make sure she's a viable client.
Well, there's a reason why I'm just a representative and not in the game myself.
Um, you don't wanna see what's going on down there.
A freak whittling mishap during my late teens.
I've seen it all before.
So try this on, get on the bed and take off your clothes.
Do the deed right here, right now, or we're no longer in business, got it? Come on, get on with it.
Jackets off.
Now, take off her shirt, Van.
Nice and easy.
So, Mr.
Backup-Backup- What-If-Contingency-Plan you got a way out of this? Uh-uh.
This has greatly exceeded any worst-case scenario I could've ever imagined.
Billie, let me see you touch Van.
Slowly.
And with those words, the decorated lieutenant ponders giving it all up for a career in horse whispering.
Come on, Billie.
You can do it.
Closer.
Kissy, kissy.
Sweet.
Now, let me see you take off his shirt.
No, Van.
I wanna see how she does it.
Okay.
Okay, okay.
It's not like I haven't seen this before, right? I mean, the way you walk around the office like it's a public pool.
You have any ideas on how to induce a waking coma? Billie, get down on your knees and let me see you undo Van's pants.
Come on, get down.
- For the case? - Yeah.
Come on.
Man, I got good timing.
Whoo! I know we're a little early, but good thing we didn't miss the show.
Sorry, Ghost.
But this was a private viewing.
Sorry for the interruption, but I forgot this appointment.
But I've seen enough.
You'll do.
When are you gonna put us in one of your flicks? Yeah, yeah, I could win an Academy Award with a leading lady like that.
Leave her alone, Murdoch.
I gotta go.
- Hi.
Hi.
Yeah, excuse me.
Ghost, Murdoch, this is Van.
- He's done well by me these past few days.
- Hey.
Hey, Van.
This is my man Deaq.
He's good people.
Van, say hi to Deaq.
- Nice to meet you.
- Pleasure's all mine.
So why don't you two boys get acquainted while we go upstairs to discuss some business? Yeah.
Start at the beginning.
And please, please, enunciate, my brother.
Heh.
- I didn't expect to hear from you.
- Yes, you did.
Listen, Nat.
I'm really sorry I hurt you.
And I'm really sorry that you're looking at time.
But I'm not sorry I came to you with that offer.
And, yes, I I knew you were gonna wanna talk again.
I just didn't know if it was gonna be about the past or the future.
I just I went over to my sister's last night and I saw my niece.
She's 9.
She's a real scrapper.
Real cutie pie.
She actually looks up to me, you know? She cries every time I leave the room.
I don't wanna go to jail, Billie.
I can't be a disappointment to that little girl.
Okay.
Then we do this.
But it can't just be about you dodging the bars.
When this is over, this is your first step to getting your life straight, okay? - I won't let you down.
- Same.
All right, the Summit's going down in 36 hours at Lena's studio.
So let's get cracking.
This is the Goucher brothers' compound.
This is the 5-ton truck where they cook the meth.
Ranchero, used to transport.
Cool.
Now, we're gonna be camped out about a half a mile away.
So you gotta go in on foot.
All right? The Goucher brothers gak all night and they sleep all day.
So this is when it's safest.
They don't think about a meal till about 4 in the afternoon.
Heh, yeah, I know that meal.
Tweaker's breakfast of champions.
Gatorade, Tylenol and a cigarette.
- Billie, ahem, sidebar? - Yeah.
Listen, if this is about earlier, back at the studio can we just agree to take an amnesia pill? Agreed, but this is about the girl, where'd you find her? - She's an old informant.
- Can we trust her? You know, I forgot to think about that.
And now that you mention it, no.
Probably not.
Oh, well, we'll just have to ship her home.
Did you know that sarcasm causes wrinkles? Right there.
You knew Billie from back in the day.
What was she like? Billie was the chillest.
She kept my pocket full, gave me good advice.
Even gave me tickets to the Lakers once.
I'd never been to a live game until then.
But What? You didn't wanna get anywhere between Billie and the thing that Billie wanted.
That's my boss, she gets her mind set on something you either hand it over or hold onto your jock.
Because one thing's for sure, she's gonna get her way with no delay.
Okay, this is gonna be your cell phone.
We wired in a GPS just in case anything goes wrong, okay? Are you ready? Got the dye.
Got the deets.
- GTG, good to go.
- Okay.
Another thing.
- I want you to take this.
- I'm not allowed to.
Forget that.
These guys are lit hard.
I am not sending you in there unprotected.
Look, it's a cold piece.
A recent seizure.
I haven't even logged it in yet.
Your safety is more important than procedure.
- I can't.
- I'm not asking.
Take the gun.
Thank you.
Good being side by side again, partner.
- Miss me? - What's that? It was the first case we got split up on, working different angles.
I was just wondering if, you know you missed having your wingman by your side.
No offense, partner, with the exception of my pops and my brother I pride myself on not actively missing another cat.
- Lf you know what I'm saying.
- You're still mad I got the porno.
- Billie, I lost visual.
Well, get it back.
Hey, hey! What the? What the hell are you doing in my kitchen? Trying to rip a freebie? - Come here.
- No.
Thank you, missus.
I've been waiting for someone to knock the itch out.
That's the nicest thing anybody's ever done for me.
Now I'm gonna thank you proper.
Murdoch! Murdoch! Bro! You killed my Ghost! Hey, Nat's in trouble.
I want you guys to move in.
I'm gonna follow from the sky.
Get her out to Joshua Tree.
We'll do her there.
I could win an Academy Award with a leading lady like that.
Oh, my leading lady, huh? The only thing that matters is the Summit was compromised.
Thank God I had that gun.
Billie, Billie, Billie, here we are once again asking ourselves complex existential questions about the nature of a firearm.
Where is the gun? Where did the gun come from? At this point, my brain is so teased, I may even wonder aloud, what is a gun? I told you.
Murdoch caught me.
He pinned me down.
- In the scuffle, I grabbed his gun.
- I would believe you, Nat.
- But I choose not to.
- Listen, Hill.
You know it was self-defense.
The only thing I know with certainty is I have criminals killing criminals with another one of Billie's mystery guns.
I have a HAZMAT unit cleaning up Palmdale Boulevard because of the Candy Store's mess.
And with that, it's been a really long day.
So let her just make her statement in the morning.
I don't know if I can sleep on this, you two.
I mean, I feel so guilty.
I'd go so far as to say I'm bereft with guilt.
What? - It's all my fault, Billie.
I mean, it is my fault.
I am the one who insisted you dye-mark the meth.
It was I who suggested Nat be brought in.
How can I forgive myself for all that has happened until I know for certain where the gun came from? - I already told you.
That's your problem.
Your story hurts you more than it helps you.
I can't make 18 months go bye-bye after you just committed manslaughter even if it is, as you say, self-defense.
Unless the gun came from somewhere else.
Say, someone breached protocol, put that gun in your hand.
Then it becomes their day at the guillotine, not yours.
Have a great night's sleep tonight, ladies, because I won't.
What are you guys, in a Japanese boy band? I've gotta hand it to you, Nat.
You didn't tag the meth you managed to kill the saner of the two gak-heads that could flush this case down the drain.
And you helped destroy enough property to put this investigation into seven figures.
That's six zeros, sister! - You feel me? - Back it up, Deaq.
No, I don't know this girl.
And until I believe her story on where you got that gun I ain't backing off jack.
Tell us now or I'll slap the cuffs on you myself.
Okay, you know what, listen, all right? It was me.
It was me, I gave her the gun.
I was worried about her safety.
Based on Deaq's intel, okay? - I knew what she was up against.
- You gave her a gun? Yes, and thank God I did.
Because she could've been killed.
I could live with the alternative easier than I could live with that.
I joke about the need-to-know-basis thing, but that was need-to-know, Billie.
That was very need-to-know! You put all of our lives at risk! I made a judgment call.
We do it all the time.
Rules and regulations may not be my specialty but what you did was illegal.
Not to mention stupid.
And it could lead right back here, Billie.
Okay? Not only will the case go down, we can go down with it.
- I stand by it.
- Well, you stand alone.
Meeting in a half hour at Lena's studio.
Both sides, let's go.
See you, Billie.
We gotta go clean up your mess.
Why did you do it, Lena? Tell me why.
- Murdoch, relax.
- Don't tell me to relax.
- You killed my brother.
- Ghost is dead? Yeah, killed by that girl you sent to scrape from us.
Sweetheart, I didn't send any girl.
Don't lie to me! She shot Ghost! Then she was saved by that brown-haired bitch you brought in here.
Don't be irrational.
That girl was a kindergarten teacher.
Kindergarten? The Summit is off.
The war is on.
And I'm going through your world body by body until I find out who killed Ghost.
And you.
You're gonna watch everyone die.
- Give us the girl.
- What girl? Let me tell you something.
We still got half your order in the Ranchero.
Bring us the cash and the shooter, and game's on.
On my word, I don't know who she is.
If she has ties to the brunette, I think I can get my hands on her.
You knew about this? The kindergarten teacher's been acting shifty lately.
I think she's been using me to get to you.
So if you suspected her, why should I trust you? You need this deal more than you need to trust me.
So shut up, stand back and let me take point.
We can deliver the girl.
Sounds like everybody's gonna get what they want.
We all good? Yeah.
As long as you understand that when I get my hands on that girl I'm gonna do whatever I please.
Well, you can chop her up into a million itty-bitty pieces if you like.
We had no choice.
- No.
You know what, Murdoch didn't request it.
Deaq suggested it.
- And you should thank me.
- Should I? Yeah, because it worked, okay? The Summit would've been off, Lena would be dead.
Murdoch would be off who knows where, and you'd have no case.
The books get opened up, Hill starts asking questions, we start cooking up answers.
I like my job, I'm not losing it over this.
- I'm not compromising Nat.
- You should've thought about that before you put the gun in her hand.
Ain't no mystery here.
You bailed out on Nat, and this thing has been about you making it right.
You did what you always do, Billie.
You made a plan and you stuck to it.
But you broke the law, you broke our trust.
And you know what, just plain old broke-up, Billie.
You don't have to like me right now, Deaq.
But I'll tell you something, I am not putting Nat into that situation.
- It wasn't part of your plan? - I'm giving you an order.
You lost those privileges when you lied.
Now, play by our rules or the game is over.
- Next stop is Rolland Hill.
- Are you threatening me? Call it whatever you want.
- I'll do it.
No, I'm not handing you over.
- They'll back me up.
- Let me finish what I started.
- Nat, I'm not handing you over.
We're gonna do this together.
If you're going in the front lines, I'm going with you.
All this mayhem over a filthy pair of nickels.
You have any idea how much this almost cost me? And thank you for bringing Miss Kindergarten back here.
Believe me, this bitch has played me so hard the last couple of days I wanna see her get just what she deserves.
Well, I promised Murdoch the shooter.
But maybe he'll let me keep her all for myself.
All right, crack-baby, you got it? Ease up, all right? - Grab the dough, I'll take the lady.
- Do over, Ghost gets his vengeance.
I nail Lena and the shooter, you grab model boy, straight? - All right, after we get the cash - Let's go.
Throwing in the leading lady as a bonus, huh? Nice.
- It's all you can ask for.
- Well, I'm taking more.
That's for you, Ghost.
Do you recognize this gun? Do you? It's the gun you used to kill my brother.
When I get done tearing you up it's one pull of the trigger, and I'm sending you straight to hell.
And I got some of this for you too.
Get the model boy, Deaq.
- Get that out of my face, we had a deal.
- Sorry, partner.
Do it.
- Plan's changed.
- Ahh! So Hill's probably gonna be here any minute.
So it's the moment of truth, huh? Yeah.
Listen, Nat, um whatever you wanna tell him, I'll be there, right by your side, okay? I'm happy for him to know the truth, if that's what you want.
You showed me what you're made of, Billie.
Meaning? Meaning, my little niece is gonna get a call from her Aunt Nat.
And Aunt Nat's gonna be calling from someplace far, far away.
Maybe Hawaii.
And she's gonna find out that Aunt Nat's staying in Hawaii for a while.
Maybe as long as 18 months.
She's staying there because there's so many nice people and so many pretty places to see.
But hopefully, when that little girl's all grown up she'll find out where her aunt really went.
And how those 18 months helped her get her life back on track once and for all.
Ladies, hi.
Are we ready for some clarity? The story stays the same, Hill.
Well, then you know what that means.
Show me the way.
Hey, Hill, we got something for your file.
That was the gun Murdoch had on him in Lena's studio.
Ballistics matches it to the same gun that was used to kill Ghost Goucher.
Bottom line, your case is whack.
So take that little perma-smirk off your face and leave the girl with us.
Well To quote the archetypal '80s metal-hair Christian rock band, Stryper: Gotta be strong Gotta keep the fire burning - Is he on medication? - He needs to be.
So to what do I owe this generosity? You let us do our thing, Billie.
You listened to the voices in the room, saw the faces, that shows mad respect.
Just returning the favor.
Besides, that, uh, Hawaii story was so "gyno.
" As in, guy no wanna hear a story like that.
Janice, pull up everything we have on the Candy Store and sharpen my pencils.
- Now what? We get our girl back.
Come on, put a little mustard on it.
- How? - No idea.
Tasty.
Where's Billie? Whoa! Closer.
Now.
I'm coming, Nat.
Hold on.
Move a little closer.
Get down.
Billie, closer I've got you.
Pull up.
Call CHP.
Tell them we got a methamphetamine laboratory explosion and a code-red HAZMAT situation.
Let me see.
- Ten fingers, 10 toes? - Yeah.
Good, does somebody wanna tell me what the hell went wrong here? I followed the script.
I stayed on point.
I did everything you said.
- They caught me.
- Who caught you? He grabbed me by the neck, and he squeezed until I couldn't breath.
- They threw me down.
- Who threw you down? And so I shot him.
I shot him.
- Hold up, who did you shoot? - Thank God I had that gun.
What gun? That wasn't part of the It doesn't matter.
What matters now is the Summit was compromised.
I'm with Van, I think it very much matters what's going on.
You know what, Deaq? You wanna be with Van, then go to the mall and get a pretzel.
I'm standing right here.
Right now, the only thing that matters is the Summit was compromised.
Look, if this thing doesn't go down, we will.
Something ain't right.
If we go down, it's because of you and your girl.
And I got questions for both of you.
Okay, walk me through this.
What's so important about the Summit? The Summit is a massive bi-monthly crystal-meth transaction that goes down between two parties.
On the one side, we have the manufacturers.
Ghost and Murdoch Goucher.
Raised in a trailer park on a steady diet of Spam and backwash.
The brothers are thought to be responsible for a string of drug-store robberies-slash-massacres which they get ingredients for their meth.
Ghost, he's the brains of the operation.
Murdoch, he's the claws.
His last citation of merit was for the dragging death of a neighborhood dog.
When Murdoch was asked why he tied the poor pooch to the back of his truck and drove around the block 72 times, he replied: That bastard was hitting on my girlfriend! On the other side of the Summit, we have Lena Savage.
Wait, as in Savage Cinema? As in producer of Charlie's Anus Part Doo-Doo? Was in a pop-up ad on the Internet.
You know, when you surf, sometimes things pop up.
- Pop-up.
- Ahem.
Right, as in a savvy businesswoman who uses her porn empire as a front for the illicit dealings.
Most notably, for the distribution of crystal meth.
Meth which she purchases from the Goucher brothers.
Exactly.
But, as far as Lena's assets, she's actually cash poor.
We're gonna use that against her.
One of you is gonna dangle the green in her face.
The other's gonna work with the brothers.
- You're splitting us up? - Yeah.
Oh, I'm sorry.
You guys wanna exchange a mix tape so you feel like you're still working together? Perhaps I do.
- Do you like Huey Lewis? - No.
All right, we're gonna take down this pipeline from both ends.
You guys need to find out the time and the location of the next Summit.
When you guys get the invite, I'm gonna come in with backup.
Take this operation down.
Billie, I'd like to take one for the team here.
I'd like to be the first to offer myself up to go into the amoral soul-deadening world of adult filmmaking.
- I'm your man.
- I want porn, give me porn.
I deserve porn.
I got the perfect in, Johnny-o.
His mother was a porn star.
- Deaq - Yeah, hold up.
Heh.
- Yeah.
- I'm sorry, sweetie, bad news.
See, the Goucher brothers, they're just a bunch of gear-heads who actually have a very huge liking for dirt bikes.
So since you're the better rider, you're gonna be working with the brothers.
Since when did you decree Deaq to be the better rider? I'm sorry, Van, do you wanna work with the brothers? Yeah, do you? Porn.
I want porn.
Patty, you've been first row center at the most fabulous concert of your life.
And the lead singer has picked you to go to the after party.
Show him that he chose wisely.
Show him with your hips, with your hands.
Show that wise rock god how to tickle your feathers and make you happy, go on.
And who says we're not interested in good storytelling? Van Strummer, Whipstick Talent Agency.
Founder and CEO.
- Johnny-o said he called you about me? - Yeah, Johnny spoke highly of you.
And if Johnny trusts you Did he happen to mention that I was in the market for some pixie dust? Insinuated.
You are aware I deal only in large volume? I'm not interested in personal stash.
No, no.
See, I'm looking at the bigger picture here.
Being a talent agent, I represent a lot of up-and-comers.
And as a man who takes 20 percent of their income there's no sweeter sight to me than watching one of those beautiful bunnies hop off the bus from Minnesota, get down on their knees and beg like Oliver Twist with a runny nose, "Please, sir, may I have some more?" Whipstick Talent Agency.
- I gotta keep them in line, you know? - I know.
- You're wicked, aren't you? - Wicked and wealthy.
Two great tastes that go great together.
But before this discussion goes any further, I wanna know how wealthy you are.
Well if the $250,000 I'm prepared to give to you as a down payment In cash.
Is any indication, I would say I'm worth oodles.
Make that oodles and oodles.
ATM machine's around the corner.
Judas Priest, my teeth are itching.
It's like millions of itchy pins.
Hey, man.
Take a swing, dumbstick.
One clean crack right here.
Come on, be my dentist.
Knock my teeth out.
Rid the itch, come on.
Stop messing with those beers, and throw back some of that Jack.
That's the best idea I heard all day.
I'm Deaq.
My boy Aquarius said he gave you the heads-up about me dropping by.
Yeah, yeah.
That's right.
You're part of that crew that got busted for knocking off that Supercross in Bakersfield.
Yeah.
Yeah, I wasn't just a part of that crew.
I'm the one that got away.
And, of course, I didn't get away empty-handed if you know what I'm saying.
Whoa.
Damn, that's nice.
- Yeah.
- Look at that bad boy, how much? There's two things I love in this world, c- meth and my bike.
One I like to sell and smoke.
The other smokes, but it ain't for sale.
Those bikes I got from Bakersfield, I'm looking to move.
- How about a How about a trade? - For what? All right.
You get us those bikes, and you can have all this you want.
Murdoch! What the hell are you doing? And who the hell are you? Deaq, man.
I'm a friend of Aquarius.
Your man and I are doing a little business.
Uh-huh.
Well, that's not my brother's place.
Why don't you hop on that 250 and zip on out of here? I got a better idea.
Since Murdoch already explained the operation I'm looking to get with a new crew anyway: Why don't we just get down with the get down? Aquarius said you wanted to cop some gak, but he never mentioned your specialty.
I got a set of bikes, courtesy of the Bakersfield Supercross.
I got stones, courtesy of the devil himself.
My mama smoked crack when she was pregnant with me so I came out baked just right.
All right.
Maybe we should see how hard your mama sucked on that crack pipe.
Come on.
You're telegraphing your right.
Gee, Hill.
The last time you popped in unannounced, you came with 400 SWAT members.
What, are you downsizing? I thought maybe we could spend a little quality alone time.
That sends the appropriate shiver up my spine.
The Lena Savage-Goucher brothers case.
The scope of the operation concerns me, Billie.
Okay.
You know what, Hill? Do you think, ever, you could not worry about how I run this operation? - Or how we do our job around here? - Do you listen to Christian rock, Billie? - Christian rock? - Christian rock, I can't get enough of it.
And it's not because I'm a religious man.
I'm not.
In fact, I don't even know if there is a God.
But the beat is fantastic.
And there's lots of uplifting lyrics about being true to yourself and expressing your feelings.
So I'd be remiss if I didn't tell you that the fact that you placed Hayes with the Goucher brothers, while they manufacture enormous amounts of crystal methamphetamine, makes me feel queasy.
- You need a Dramamine.
- You need a fail-safe.
Okay.
You know what, Hill? I know what I'm doing, all right? The Goucher brothers' meth, it's never gonna hit the streets.
I'm not convinced.
Even if I were, I insist on the following: That you mark any and all crystal meth manufactured under Detective Hayes' watch with a radioactive dye.
That way, if anything goes wrong, we can track the drugs.
Okay, mixing chemicals is an exact science.
How am I supposed to find somebody who's gonna assure me that the meth will be tainted with a non-lethal dose of dye? - Does the name Natalie Raiden ring a bell? - Yeah.
Yeah, she's an informant I used to use when I used to work Narcotics.
- She was a hell of a chemist.
- Yeah, she was the best.
When I flipped her, she was the premier sous chef for the biggest meth manufacturer in the L.
A.
Basin.
But that's behind her.
Look, I helped her save the money she made from the L.
A.
P.
D.
So she can get her life together.
Natalie Raiden is two weeks away from serving 18 months for intent to sell.
What? She was doing really well.
That is why I have arranged with the DA's office, pending Nat's assistance in the Goucher brothers case, that the 18 months will go bye-bye.
Wait.
So wait, she marks the meth and she doesn't do time? And the kitty says, "Meow.
" And the cow says, "Moo.
" And that is the offer that you will bring her.
- Trick.
- Nice.
Glad you guys like the bikes.
Why are we chilling in this parking lot? Time to see if you're good enough to roll with us.
Gotta stock up on supplies.
- Always need some more of that ephedrine.
- Yeah.
Yeah, it's our magical ingredient.
We go in there, shoot the place up, and when everyone's dead we grab all the packets of cold medicine we can get our hands on.
- You gonna shoot up the joint? - Stop talking about it.
- You're getting me excited.
- We're not doing that.
It's too much trouble, baby.
I'm gonna show you how I get down.
You want a receipt for your records? Yeah.
All right.
Sometimes it's crazy to be a little more sane.
Yo, my boy.
What's up, homes? - Hey, Nat.
- Billie.
You, uh You look good.
It's good to see you.
- Where you been? - I transferred divisions.
I told you the last time we, uh The last time we, what? Talked, shared? You said you were moving up.
You got a pimpy promotion.
You were happy.
I didn't realize Look, forget it.
I gotta go.
Wait, wait, wait, hold on.
Nat, wait.
I didn't bail.
I set you up with Detective O'Neil.
I told him to keep you on the payroll.
Yeah, well, O'Neil wanted a little more than info, if you get me.
And I have a broken index finger to show for it.
- I'm sorry, I didn't know.
- You didn't ask.
Okay, I'm asking now.
I'm asking about all that stuff we talked about.
- The house, the job - Are you being sarcastic? No.
We talked about you getting out of this life.
Yeah, we did.
It was one of those really great conversations when you're talking to someone you think you're tight with so you think they're listening, and then you look up one day, and they've split.
So you stop talking and you stop dreaming.
A chick just talking to herself is nothing but a crazy chick.
And now you're looking at 18 months.
- What do you care? - I have a way out.
I need somebody with your knowledge of meth.
And if you can help me, I can overturn your sentence.
- I knew it.
- What? Same old song with a twist.
You're here because you want something.
This time, you're not getting it.
I don't care if she's been picked as a bachelorette for Joe Millionaire 2.
We have a contract.
I have a lighting package arriving.
Damn it.
Porn ain't what it used to be.
- The girls are so flaky.
- Well, I'll let you get back to that.
- Here's the booty, as promised.
- Van, I can't discuss this right now.
I need a girl.
Wait, you have a talent agency.
Give me some of your talent.
Do you an amateur available for the 3rd? Oh, a girl who's never been on camera before.
Let me think.
Come on.
What talent agent doesn't have an amateur on his shelf? No, no, I do.
I'm just, uh, thinking of the right one.
Yes, yes, I have someone.
A kindergarten teacher, how kinky is that? Very hot.
You will love her.
- Forget it! If I don't deliver, I blow my cred.
- The case is over.
- Look, Van, I've got problems of my own.
Hill has made a non-negotiable demand that any and all meth that the Goucher brothers manufacture while Deaq is undercover has to be marked with radioactive dye.
- Who's got the skills? - I'm working on it.
While you're working on that, you can multi-task.
Okay, look, I know it's 2003 but it's a little un-kosher to offer up your boss to star in a sex film because it's the first thing that popped in your mind.
- Lady's got a point.
- You're not helping.
Two things.
First, the shoot's not scheduled till next week.
By then, the case should be closed.
And two And I hope you hear the conviction in my voice.
This has always been my backup, backup, what-if, worst-case-scenario contingency plan.
Really? And when were you gonna let me in on this contingency plan? Well, to quote a wise woman - I always wanted to say this.
- Don't do it.
You will receive information on a need-to-know basis.
Come on, will you do it, please? Please, I'm begging you.
- See, she's already taking her clothes off.
- Oh, my God.
Delicious.
So, what took you so long to get into the game? Well, I've, um I've been teaching kids for the last three years.
Lovely.
So let's see it.
What? What's left to see? I mean, her body speaks volumes through the clothing, don't you think? Just look at the upstairs.
It's like a kung-fu kick to the head.
Absolutely.
But I don't need to see her body.
I need to see her move.
All right, show her some ass.
Well, I I thought I was I thought I was gonna wait for the big day.
Look, I've been jerked around by one girl with cold feet.
I need to know you're gonna be comfortable in front of other people.
Come on, Van.
Get in there.
Me? No, no, I couldn't.
You're got a body good to go all night.
You must've taken her for a few laps to make sure she's a viable client.
Well, there's a reason why I'm just a representative and not in the game myself.
Um, you don't wanna see what's going on down there.
A freak whittling mishap during my late teens.
I've seen it all before.
So try this on, get on the bed and take off your clothes.
Do the deed right here, right now, or we're no longer in business, got it? Come on, get on with it.
Jackets off.
Now, take off her shirt, Van.
Nice and easy.
So, Mr.
Backup-Backup- What-If-Contingency-Plan you got a way out of this? Uh-uh.
This has greatly exceeded any worst-case scenario I could've ever imagined.
Billie, let me see you touch Van.
Slowly.
And with those words, the decorated lieutenant ponders giving it all up for a career in horse whispering.
Come on, Billie.
You can do it.
Closer.
Kissy, kissy.
Sweet.
Now, let me see you take off his shirt.
No, Van.
I wanna see how she does it.
Okay.
Okay, okay.
It's not like I haven't seen this before, right? I mean, the way you walk around the office like it's a public pool.
You have any ideas on how to induce a waking coma? Billie, get down on your knees and let me see you undo Van's pants.
Come on, get down.
- For the case? - Yeah.
Come on.
Man, I got good timing.
Whoo! I know we're a little early, but good thing we didn't miss the show.
Sorry, Ghost.
But this was a private viewing.
Sorry for the interruption, but I forgot this appointment.
But I've seen enough.
You'll do.
When are you gonna put us in one of your flicks? Yeah, yeah, I could win an Academy Award with a leading lady like that.
Leave her alone, Murdoch.
I gotta go.
- Hi.
Hi.
Yeah, excuse me.
Ghost, Murdoch, this is Van.
- He's done well by me these past few days.
- Hey.
Hey, Van.
This is my man Deaq.
He's good people.
Van, say hi to Deaq.
- Nice to meet you.
- Pleasure's all mine.
So why don't you two boys get acquainted while we go upstairs to discuss some business? Yeah.
Start at the beginning.
And please, please, enunciate, my brother.
Heh.
- I didn't expect to hear from you.
- Yes, you did.
Listen, Nat.
I'm really sorry I hurt you.
And I'm really sorry that you're looking at time.
But I'm not sorry I came to you with that offer.
And, yes, I I knew you were gonna wanna talk again.
I just didn't know if it was gonna be about the past or the future.
I just I went over to my sister's last night and I saw my niece.
She's 9.
She's a real scrapper.
Real cutie pie.
She actually looks up to me, you know? She cries every time I leave the room.
I don't wanna go to jail, Billie.
I can't be a disappointment to that little girl.
Okay.
Then we do this.
But it can't just be about you dodging the bars.
When this is over, this is your first step to getting your life straight, okay? - I won't let you down.
- Same.
All right, the Summit's going down in 36 hours at Lena's studio.
So let's get cracking.
This is the Goucher brothers' compound.
This is the 5-ton truck where they cook the meth.
Ranchero, used to transport.
Cool.
Now, we're gonna be camped out about a half a mile away.
So you gotta go in on foot.
All right? The Goucher brothers gak all night and they sleep all day.
So this is when it's safest.
They don't think about a meal till about 4 in the afternoon.
Heh, yeah, I know that meal.
Tweaker's breakfast of champions.
Gatorade, Tylenol and a cigarette.
- Billie, ahem, sidebar? - Yeah.
Listen, if this is about earlier, back at the studio can we just agree to take an amnesia pill? Agreed, but this is about the girl, where'd you find her? - She's an old informant.
- Can we trust her? You know, I forgot to think about that.
And now that you mention it, no.
Probably not.
Oh, well, we'll just have to ship her home.
Did you know that sarcasm causes wrinkles? Right there.
You knew Billie from back in the day.
What was she like? Billie was the chillest.
She kept my pocket full, gave me good advice.
Even gave me tickets to the Lakers once.
I'd never been to a live game until then.
But What? You didn't wanna get anywhere between Billie and the thing that Billie wanted.
That's my boss, she gets her mind set on something you either hand it over or hold onto your jock.
Because one thing's for sure, she's gonna get her way with no delay.
Okay, this is gonna be your cell phone.
We wired in a GPS just in case anything goes wrong, okay? Are you ready? Got the dye.
Got the deets.
- GTG, good to go.
- Okay.
Another thing.
- I want you to take this.
- I'm not allowed to.
Forget that.
These guys are lit hard.
I am not sending you in there unprotected.
Look, it's a cold piece.
A recent seizure.
I haven't even logged it in yet.
Your safety is more important than procedure.
- I can't.
- I'm not asking.
Take the gun.
Thank you.
Good being side by side again, partner.
- Miss me? - What's that? It was the first case we got split up on, working different angles.
I was just wondering if, you know you missed having your wingman by your side.
No offense, partner, with the exception of my pops and my brother I pride myself on not actively missing another cat.
- Lf you know what I'm saying.
- You're still mad I got the porno.
- Billie, I lost visual.
Well, get it back.
Hey, hey! What the? What the hell are you doing in my kitchen? Trying to rip a freebie? - Come here.
- No.
Thank you, missus.
I've been waiting for someone to knock the itch out.
That's the nicest thing anybody's ever done for me.
Now I'm gonna thank you proper.
Murdoch! Murdoch! Bro! You killed my Ghost! Hey, Nat's in trouble.
I want you guys to move in.
I'm gonna follow from the sky.
Get her out to Joshua Tree.
We'll do her there.
I could win an Academy Award with a leading lady like that.
Oh, my leading lady, huh? The only thing that matters is the Summit was compromised.
Thank God I had that gun.
Billie, Billie, Billie, here we are once again asking ourselves complex existential questions about the nature of a firearm.
Where is the gun? Where did the gun come from? At this point, my brain is so teased, I may even wonder aloud, what is a gun? I told you.
Murdoch caught me.
He pinned me down.
- In the scuffle, I grabbed his gun.
- I would believe you, Nat.
- But I choose not to.
- Listen, Hill.
You know it was self-defense.
The only thing I know with certainty is I have criminals killing criminals with another one of Billie's mystery guns.
I have a HAZMAT unit cleaning up Palmdale Boulevard because of the Candy Store's mess.
And with that, it's been a really long day.
So let her just make her statement in the morning.
I don't know if I can sleep on this, you two.
I mean, I feel so guilty.
I'd go so far as to say I'm bereft with guilt.
What? - It's all my fault, Billie.
I mean, it is my fault.
I am the one who insisted you dye-mark the meth.
It was I who suggested Nat be brought in.
How can I forgive myself for all that has happened until I know for certain where the gun came from? - I already told you.
That's your problem.
Your story hurts you more than it helps you.
I can't make 18 months go bye-bye after you just committed manslaughter even if it is, as you say, self-defense.
Unless the gun came from somewhere else.
Say, someone breached protocol, put that gun in your hand.
Then it becomes their day at the guillotine, not yours.
Have a great night's sleep tonight, ladies, because I won't.
What are you guys, in a Japanese boy band? I've gotta hand it to you, Nat.
You didn't tag the meth you managed to kill the saner of the two gak-heads that could flush this case down the drain.
And you helped destroy enough property to put this investigation into seven figures.
That's six zeros, sister! - You feel me? - Back it up, Deaq.
No, I don't know this girl.
And until I believe her story on where you got that gun I ain't backing off jack.
Tell us now or I'll slap the cuffs on you myself.
Okay, you know what, listen, all right? It was me.
It was me, I gave her the gun.
I was worried about her safety.
Based on Deaq's intel, okay? - I knew what she was up against.
- You gave her a gun? Yes, and thank God I did.
Because she could've been killed.
I could live with the alternative easier than I could live with that.
I joke about the need-to-know-basis thing, but that was need-to-know, Billie.
That was very need-to-know! You put all of our lives at risk! I made a judgment call.
We do it all the time.
Rules and regulations may not be my specialty but what you did was illegal.
Not to mention stupid.
And it could lead right back here, Billie.
Okay? Not only will the case go down, we can go down with it.
- I stand by it.
- Well, you stand alone.
Meeting in a half hour at Lena's studio.
Both sides, let's go.
See you, Billie.
We gotta go clean up your mess.
Why did you do it, Lena? Tell me why.
- Murdoch, relax.
- Don't tell me to relax.
- You killed my brother.
- Ghost is dead? Yeah, killed by that girl you sent to scrape from us.
Sweetheart, I didn't send any girl.
Don't lie to me! She shot Ghost! Then she was saved by that brown-haired bitch you brought in here.
Don't be irrational.
That girl was a kindergarten teacher.
Kindergarten? The Summit is off.
The war is on.
And I'm going through your world body by body until I find out who killed Ghost.
And you.
You're gonna watch everyone die.
- Give us the girl.
- What girl? Let me tell you something.
We still got half your order in the Ranchero.
Bring us the cash and the shooter, and game's on.
On my word, I don't know who she is.
If she has ties to the brunette, I think I can get my hands on her.
You knew about this? The kindergarten teacher's been acting shifty lately.
I think she's been using me to get to you.
So if you suspected her, why should I trust you? You need this deal more than you need to trust me.
So shut up, stand back and let me take point.
We can deliver the girl.
Sounds like everybody's gonna get what they want.
We all good? Yeah.
As long as you understand that when I get my hands on that girl I'm gonna do whatever I please.
Well, you can chop her up into a million itty-bitty pieces if you like.
We had no choice.
- No.
You know what, Murdoch didn't request it.
Deaq suggested it.
- And you should thank me.
- Should I? Yeah, because it worked, okay? The Summit would've been off, Lena would be dead.
Murdoch would be off who knows where, and you'd have no case.
The books get opened up, Hill starts asking questions, we start cooking up answers.
I like my job, I'm not losing it over this.
- I'm not compromising Nat.
- You should've thought about that before you put the gun in her hand.
Ain't no mystery here.
You bailed out on Nat, and this thing has been about you making it right.
You did what you always do, Billie.
You made a plan and you stuck to it.
But you broke the law, you broke our trust.
And you know what, just plain old broke-up, Billie.
You don't have to like me right now, Deaq.
But I'll tell you something, I am not putting Nat into that situation.
- It wasn't part of your plan? - I'm giving you an order.
You lost those privileges when you lied.
Now, play by our rules or the game is over.
- Next stop is Rolland Hill.
- Are you threatening me? Call it whatever you want.
- I'll do it.
No, I'm not handing you over.
- They'll back me up.
- Let me finish what I started.
- Nat, I'm not handing you over.
We're gonna do this together.
If you're going in the front lines, I'm going with you.
All this mayhem over a filthy pair of nickels.
You have any idea how much this almost cost me? And thank you for bringing Miss Kindergarten back here.
Believe me, this bitch has played me so hard the last couple of days I wanna see her get just what she deserves.
Well, I promised Murdoch the shooter.
But maybe he'll let me keep her all for myself.
All right, crack-baby, you got it? Ease up, all right? - Grab the dough, I'll take the lady.
- Do over, Ghost gets his vengeance.
I nail Lena and the shooter, you grab model boy, straight? - All right, after we get the cash - Let's go.
Throwing in the leading lady as a bonus, huh? Nice.
- It's all you can ask for.
- Well, I'm taking more.
That's for you, Ghost.
Do you recognize this gun? Do you? It's the gun you used to kill my brother.
When I get done tearing you up it's one pull of the trigger, and I'm sending you straight to hell.
And I got some of this for you too.
Get the model boy, Deaq.
- Get that out of my face, we had a deal.
- Sorry, partner.
Do it.
- Plan's changed.
- Ahh! So Hill's probably gonna be here any minute.
So it's the moment of truth, huh? Yeah.
Listen, Nat, um whatever you wanna tell him, I'll be there, right by your side, okay? I'm happy for him to know the truth, if that's what you want.
You showed me what you're made of, Billie.
Meaning? Meaning, my little niece is gonna get a call from her Aunt Nat.
And Aunt Nat's gonna be calling from someplace far, far away.
Maybe Hawaii.
And she's gonna find out that Aunt Nat's staying in Hawaii for a while.
Maybe as long as 18 months.
She's staying there because there's so many nice people and so many pretty places to see.
But hopefully, when that little girl's all grown up she'll find out where her aunt really went.
And how those 18 months helped her get her life back on track once and for all.
Ladies, hi.
Are we ready for some clarity? The story stays the same, Hill.
Well, then you know what that means.
Show me the way.
Hey, Hill, we got something for your file.
That was the gun Murdoch had on him in Lena's studio.
Ballistics matches it to the same gun that was used to kill Ghost Goucher.
Bottom line, your case is whack.
So take that little perma-smirk off your face and leave the girl with us.
Well To quote the archetypal '80s metal-hair Christian rock band, Stryper: Gotta be strong Gotta keep the fire burning - Is he on medication? - He needs to be.
So to what do I owe this generosity? You let us do our thing, Billie.
You listened to the voices in the room, saw the faces, that shows mad respect.
Just returning the favor.
Besides, that, uh, Hawaii story was so "gyno.
" As in, guy no wanna hear a story like that.
Janice, pull up everything we have on the Candy Store and sharpen my pencils.