- Where are you going? - Home.
- You don't have a home. - A girl can dream.
I want to get a job, normal place to live, all the things.
You come by the house with $1,000 in cash,
and I will let you spend the day with Jacob.
I'll do it.
Smile.
I got a call from your brother last week.
All he said was he was returning your call.
I called him five years ago.
- What's this? - Heroin.
You're getting help.
All you do is hurt people.
That is all that you are capable of.
You can't stay here. You know that.
But I have nowhere to go.
You're leaving?
I'll be back for you, Jacob. You hear me?
You came.
You called.
And a cherry limeade.
- Sure thing. - Thank you.
I can't live in that town ever again.
So, one day you will get Jacob
and live somewhere else.
At least he knows you love him, that you want him back.
He might not want me back.
Of course he does.
Every child wants their parents.
Not every parent wants their child.
I know.
Me, too.
My father doesn't speak to me.
My mother doesn't speak to me.
No one in my family speaks to me.
Aren't we on the way to see your sister?
She's the only one who speaks to me.
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Gary.
Cockfighting is animal abuse.
You understand that, right?
But Ma-ghellan...
But Magellan?
He invented it. And he's Ma-ghellan.
Cockfighting has been around 6,000 years, Gary.
That's what I'm saying.
Magellan started his voyage in 1519.
He did witness a cockfight in 1521
in the Philippines, where it's still legal.
So maybe you should move there.
But it's not legal in any of the 50 states,
which is where you are.
North Carolina.
Bye, Gary.
This looks nothing like me.
I look like Ginger Spice.
Who?
From the Spice Girls.
Oh, yeah, the, uh, red one.
The hair color is priceless.
Yeah, still, you can't wear that wig again.
Bullshit I can't.
I'm not throwing away an $8,000 wig.
You spent $8,000 on a wig?
No.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Are you judging me for stealing a wig?
I guess so.
Amazing, considering what you do for a living,
which we're not doing anymore.
I'm sorry?
No more dead bodies.
You know this is what I do.
If you don't want to be around it,
why did you call me to pick you up?
It actually kind of looks like you.
Kind of.
But it could also be Mandy Patinkin in "The Princess Bride."
Who?
Nice work.
What do you mean?
With Gary.
What a piece of shit.
He definitely should be in prison,
if that's what you mean.
Yep, right next to your Letty woman.
I'm not so sure about that.
What makes you not sure?
You know...
I've been doing this a long time, Todd...
Lot longer than you.
And yet I'm your boss.
Why are you so obsessed with her?
Why am I so obsessed with her?
She hasn't shown up to a check-in in weeks,
yet you keep giving her a free pass.
Oh, that's not true.
I saw her last week, then I rescheduled Saturday.
Rescheduling is not a thing.
It's a thing.
I rescheduled Letty for this morning.
Uh, she hasn't shown up yet.
Uh, I was just about to call her.
That's why I have a phone in my hand.
But now I'm talking to you instead.
If you don't find her and send her back to jail in the next 24 hours,
you're fired.
You can't do that.
I can definitely do that.
Such a prick!
Excuse me?
Nothing.
Great.
Again, awesome work with Gary.
You are really good when you want to be.
Even when I take a wrong turn,
I will find another path.
I live by my positive choices.
This is that same funeral home.
Yes.
Your sister lives here.
No. She used to.
- Today, I feel good. - So, what are...?
No. No. I told you, I am not...
I'm glad to be alive.
- Is there a dead body in this car? - No.
And you never have to kill anyone
as long as I never have to listen
to this ridiculous app woman ever again.
She has nothing to do with who you are.
Thanks for doing this.
I'm driving down to Ava's anyway.
Oh, it's a huge help.
It's fine.
Did my brother call again?
Since yesterday? No.
So he's called three times?
Yeah.
You think Ava knows what's up?
She does.
She says she needs to talk to me in person.
Think they found out?
I don't know.
Jesus.
Yeah.
Who's that?
A friend.
You've been single as long as I've known you.
I am still single.
Bullshit.
Not bullshit.
I want to meet her.
You're not meeting her.
Why?
Because... she's a hooker.
Are you shitting me?
No.
You're about to drive my daughters two hours with a...
Silk. She's not a hooker.
Your daughters are safe, okay?
But you're not meeting her.
Hey!
Hey, Uncle!
- You guys ready? - Yeah.
- Let's go. - Okay. Awesome.
- Bye, Dad. - All right, bye.
So, how long have you guys been dating?
We're not dating.
Then what are you doing?
Of course we're dating.
Your uncle's just afraid of commitment.
That's what Mom says.
Dani, wait. We need to take another one.
Better.
Now she's using another app
to make us look skinnier, smoother, and whiter.
Not whiter.
Jesus, Dani, I'm not racist against us.
Has he cooked for you?
Not yet.
You're a private chef, Uncle Jav.
You should make her dinner.
A private chef?
What did you guys talk about on your first date
if you didn't talk about all of this stuff?
Letty's a... high-school English teacher.
No, I'm not. I'm a writer.
Yeah, but you teach to make money.
No, I used to teach. Not anymore.
So, what do you do for money?
I work for Instagram.
Seriously?
I delete all the nude selfies.
Wait, did you see mine?
I did.
♪ Reminiscin'-in' on our time of innocence ♪
♪ When we drank the Hennessy ♪
♪ Ate on lamb and venison ♪
♪ Oh, you such a dirty girl ♪
♪ The world won't let you be yourself ♪
♪ I won't accept nothin' else ♪
♪ I be havin' none of that ♪
♪ You be takin' all of this ♪
♪ Pleasure come from punishment ♪
♪ Your threshold astonishin' ♪
♪ I think I'm in love again ♪
♪ Found my perfect drug again ♪
♪ Feel better than heroin ♪
♪ You love my alpha arrogance ♪
♪ 2 Live Crew the narrative ♪
♪ There it is ♪
♪ I put that dick in her mouth all day ♪
♪ She got that dick in her mouth ♪
♪ All day ♪
Mom doesn't work on Mondays.
I know. We're dropping Letty off.
But Mom's obviously gonna want to meet Letty.
Mom doesn't know about Letty.
Mom and I have to talk about something.
I'll be back tonight.
Ask for Susan at the front desk.
- The room is under my name. - Great.
Can I talk to you for a second?
What's your name?
What?
You said the room was in your name.
I don't know your last name.
- I'm serious. - I know. You're right.
Pereira.
Perlayla.
Pereira.
That's it. Javier Pereira.
And your sister's name is Ava.
Yes.
- Okay. - She got us a suite.
Score.
Don't score.
Don't kill.
I'll tell you what else...
Ava is such a wonderful boss.
She's pretty, but she also turned this place totally around
in less than three years,
and now we're number two on Trip Advisor.
Number two is almost better than number one.
Almost!
Ava lets me respond to all the comments,
and I just love her brother Javi-eh.
Ava puts him up here whenever he's in town visiting.
How exciting that he has you here with him.
Usually he's alone.
So am I.
Oh, looks like we have a fax for you.
A fax?
Yes, I'm just gonna print this.
I don't understand.
A fax just came in for you.
You still have a fax machine?
We must.
Um, but people send faxes through E-mail sometimes now.
I don't know how it works.
Anyway, it's printing out,
and while it's doing that, here's your room key.
You're in room 511, which you will love.
Here's your fax.
You don't have to fold it.
I'll just finish folding it.
Elevators are right over there.
Thank you.
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Ava. Tell me.
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Hey, girls.
Hey!
No, no.
So, is he telling you about Letty?
Who?
His girlfriend.
His what?!
Who's hungry?
Today, I feel good.
Nothing stands between me and my best me but...
Hi, Susan, it's Le...
Look, I'm kind of in a rush.
What's the code to the mini bar?
I'm sorry.
Javi-eh told us he didn't want either of you
to have the code.
Excuse me. Hi.
Hi. Help you?
If you give me the code to open my mini bar,
you will definitely help me.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
Fort Knox, huh?
Same for all the rooms.
It's not like they want to make it hard to get to the booze.
High five.
It's short for Leticia.
Is she black?
Oh, my God, Mom, you're so racist.
Not everything is racist.
What does she write?
She hasn't published anything yet.
She's writing this book about a guy
who looks exactly like Ryan Gosling,
so he pretends to be him to make it in Hollywood.
And then it's like a thriller or something.
Yeah, for her real job, she works at Instagram.
Wow. What does she do at Instagram?
I don't know.
You don't know?
Is she a real person?
Relax, Mom. They just started dating.
I need proof.
Show me a picture.
I don't have one.
You don't have a picture of her?
It's new. It's a new thing. I don't have one.
So text her and ask for one.
Come on!
Here.
Oh, she's gorgeous.
Wait, that doesn't look like her.
- Yeah, yeah. - It's her.
She's wearing a wig.
Is she sick?
- What do you mean? - I mean, like, cancer.
No, she likes to wear wigs.
She knows what's up.
I read this thing about how wigs are like the new purses.
Like, it's part of your outfit.
Okay.
Can we please talk now, Ava?
Okay. Let's go.
- Where are we going? - We'll talk when we get there.
Girls, stay here and clean up.
Isn't Soledad here?
She's watching TV.
I'm not doing this by myself.
Really?
Yeah, really.
Yeah!
Martini on the house?
I'm okay.
Actually, wait.
Don't you hate it when people only pour halfway?
What's the rest of the glass for?
Guilt and optimism.
I really shouldn't be here. I shouldn't.
But I just can't help myself
when it comes to beautiful things.
Well, I always say
beautiful things deserve beautiful things.
- But that's just what I say. - I love that.
And this.
Well, you have very good taste.
- Can I be honest with you, George? - Of course.
So, my husband... He's in the dog house.
And sometimes his only ticket out
is with a little bling.
Know what I mean?
How bad was he?
Real bad.
Four carats bad?
More like 15-carats-flawless despicable.
A little more champs?
Oh, wait, where's the double heart platinum
- you just showed me? - Oh, that's...
- Well, it was right here. - Oh.
Did I put that away when I pulled out the sapphire?
Oh, here it is...
...right under this box.
A little more champagne?
Of course.
Well, what do we think?
Oh, this one for sure.
When my husband gets off the golf course,
I will send him in here,
and you steer him right to that double heart platinum.
Deal?
Deal.
Bye, George.
Bye, Brittany.
The first step is admitting you have a problem, right?
Right.
One time I won $200.
That was 11 years ago,
and I've been feeding this hungry beast ever since.
I even got tennis elbow.
Slots aren't usually my thing.
I'm more of a poker guy, so...
Well, what are you doing sitting here, then?
Or is it just my lucky day?
It's more like my lucky day.
I mean, you're very...
I... I don't usually meet women like you.
Why not?
I'm not really in your league.
Bullshit. I decide that.
What's your name?
It's, uh... It's Jeff.
Well, I decide that, Jeff.
And you are in my league.
Wow. Uh...
Do... Uh, do you want to...
Should we get a drink, or...?
I don't drink.
Oh. Sorry.
No, don't be sorry.
How would you know?
Right.
But I'm going to the spa in a minute to get a facial.
You free later tonight?
Yeah.
I mean, yeah, I'm staying here, so...
Great.
Give me your phone. I'll give you my number.
Yeah, okay.
Oh, what's your passcode?
Uh, it's, uh, 7273.
Stupid auto-correct.
I know how to spell my own name.
That's me.
Juliette Lewis?
I know. I'm the other one.
Text me later.
Hi. We're staying with you tonight,
and I was just wondering
what's the earliest we can check in?
It's under Sanderson.
4:00.
Great. I'll see you then.
I did not make any trouble for you!
Security is on their way.
Ah, maybe you never spilled anything.
Congratulations.
No, no, I mean it.
Good for you.
Christian?
My favorite client. New hair.
Did you follow me?
Of course not.
I come to the Riverhouse Café all the time...
Hey. Hey. I got him. I got him. I got him.
It's okay.
Okay, come on.
Come on. Let's go.
- Jesus, Christian. Come on.
No, no, no, no, no, no. Don't lay down.
You have to sit up.
Can we get a couple of coffees?
- Is he gonna be a problem? - No.
Because you can clean up the vomit.
Won't be the first time.
Christian!
You followed me to Savannah?
Wow.
Look, I'm sorry, but I don't want to fuck you.
You're so arrogant.
So you didn't come here to fuck me?
No, I didn't come here to fuck you.
I have 24 hours to find you and send you back to prison.
But it only took me six.
Impressive.
How'd you do it?
I meant to do that.
- Cry for help? - Apparently.
Glad I can be there for you.
Christian, what the hell? What is this?
I have the same question about this coffee.
Why are you drunk?
Because I didn't want to come here.
I don't want to have to turn you in.
Then don't.
I'll get fired. Then turn me in.
Do whatever you want to do.
But you might want to wait
until you stop slurring your words.
Why are you here?
Oh, this really does taste like shit.
You have violated your parole so many...
You know what it means
not to show up for your check-in?
My reunion was a shit show.
I needed a vacation.
- Why are you doing this to me?! - To you?
I'm sorry.
Tell me.
Okay, I wanted to come back and tell you I got a job,
a place to live, and Jacob.
I have this thing going with my mom.
I give her $1,000,
and she lets me spend a day with him.
No shit?
I thought I could try and make a life there
and keep it going, but I can't.
I can't be there.
Why are you dressed like this?
I look good. You look great.
Hmm. And you look like absolute shit.
So which would you rather talk about?
Still you. The wig, the clothes...
When I want to get high...
When I want to get high,
the only thing to replace that need
is doing other crazy shit.
Like stealing.
I'm familiar with your rap sheet.
So like an hour ago, I stole a $20,000 ring.
But I didn't buy drugs.
I didn't get high. I didn't drink.
Well, I had a few sips of champagne,
but that was part of it.
Part of what?
Brittany.
The woman I was pretending to be with the sales guy.
That's half the high...
Pretending, dressing up.
Can't you just go to the movies?
- Movies aren't good anymore. - Or a meeting?
An A.A. meeting? No. Not my thing.
Me, neither,
but neither is breaking the law.
Oh, slow clap.
Look, I can smoke all the meth in the world and kill myself,
or I can dress up, steal some shit,
and not kill myself.
Speaking of which, I have to go.
You're not telling me that you're going to steal...
The opposite.
On my way out of the hotel jewelry store,
I thought the security guy was gonna nail me for the ring.
I watched him very carefully
until I realized he gave zero... about me.
Long story short,
him and his dumbass friend are trying to rip off the hotel,
and I'm gonna try and stop them.
And maybe you'll make off with the money instead.
Maybe.
You want to help?
You're serious.
M-Maybe it'll get you high like it does for me,
and then you'll understand.
Good night, Victor. Thanks, Mike.
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This man is much older than me.
Keep telling yourself that.
But the room is under Sanderson,
and this guy's name is Trey Edward.
Edwards. With an "S."
Edwards. Fine.
Which still isn't Sanderson.
It's so easy.
Here's what you do.
Can we help you with any bags?
No. No. It's, uh, just one night.
- Oh, you travel light. - Uh, no baggage fees.
Mr. Sanderson, I just need a driver's license
- and credit card for incidentals. - Here you go.
I'm sorry.
This is a different name
than we have on the reservation.
Yes. Sanderson is my stage name.
- Your stage name? - Uh, not a stage name.
It's the opposite.
It's the name I use to check in to hotels
and to make dinner reservations
because I'm an actor.
I'm sorry. I don't recognize you.
I'm sort of famous.
I just don't have that much time
to go to the movies or watch TV.
Me, neither.
Trey Edwards?
Oh, my God, I am so sorry to bother you.
I just had to see if it was really you.
Okay... "NCIS" is my all-time favorite show.
- Oh. - Since the very beginning.
Especially since you're on it.
They should have you on it more, though, don't you think?
I do.
Can we take a picture?
No, I don't really...
Will you take our picture?
Aren't you the one with Ava's brother?
Good eye, girl.
I wouldn't think you'd recognize me with my new hair.
Thank you.
I think I'm gonna throw up.
Relax. It worked.
Oh, it was a mess.
I'm not doing this.
Christian, you were fine. You had her.
I was just speeding things along
because we don't have much time.
- Until what? - 4:30.
- What's happening at 4:30? - Oh, you are so annoying.
- We've been over this. - Uh-huh.
Something to do with room 520.
I don't know exactly what, but that's the fun part.
- Stand up straight. - Fifth floor.
Hi.
I recognize you.
You helped me with my little mini bar crisis.
Yes, ma'am.
So you're a security guy and a waiter?
Well, I split the shifts.
- Extra money. - Oh.
You know what I call that?
I call that a Renaissance man.
Okay. Okay.
Room service.
There's no one in that room.
Okay, so, what do we do now?
Now we go to our room.
- What are you doing? - I don't know.
- Is it safe? - Close the door.
I don't care what side you end up on.
- I have a theory. - Okay.
So, they're updating the ATM machines
around the hotel.
While they update the machines,
the money has to go somewhere,
so they hide it in a room.
Those room-service carts are full of the money.
So, what are we doing in this room?
Because these guys are doing a dumb, little inside job.
The guy whose phone I grabbed is probably gonna get the money
from his security guard/waiter friend
- and bring it to this room. - Why?
So the cameras don't pick him up when he's leaving the hotel.
There's cameras in every hallway.
They disabled the ones on this floor earlier today.
You have a gun around your calf, right?
Yes.
Shit.
Oh, my God.
Honey, there's someone in the room.
Uh, I'm sorry. I-I thought this was my room.
This is obviously our room.
Juliette?
Police.
We know exactly what you did.
Uh, Jesus Christ.
Drop the bag, Jeff.
- I... - Drop the bag!
Put your hands against the wall.
Frisk him.
He's clean.
Bring the bag over here.
Ohh. Heavy.
How much money is in the bag, Jeff?
$200,000... $211,000.
Open it.
Cuff him.
I don't have handcuffs.
- Robe belt. - What?
Robe belt.
Sit in the chair, Jeff.
Sit!
Who are you guys?
Tie him to the chair. Read him his rights.
So, you have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say or do can and will be used against you
in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford one of your own,
one will be assigned to you.
Do you understand your rights as I've read them to you?
No. I...
Ow.
Take it.
That was pretty good, Jeff.
The one thing they always think
is that the money left the building.
Yeah.
And no one will come looking for you
except your friend Arnold tomorrow morning.
I think you guys deserve
a little something to divvy up.
Plus I hate odd numbers, so here's 11.
Two, four, six, eight. This is bullshit.
You should be grateful you're getting anything.
And now I've lost count.
Ten, eleven.
Sorry about tonight.
I really do think you're cute.
Juliette Lewis.
Shout out. Love her.
Bye, Jeff.
He had a gun. It happened fast.
What the... did we just do?
Told you.
Holy shit!
60% me, 40% you.
No. 50-50.
50-50.
Whoo!
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Hi.
Shit.
I'll be right there.
We have to go.
- Bye, Jeff! - Bye, Jeff!
Bye, Jeff!
That's a $5,000 bottle of Scotch up there.
- Where? - Up there.
- The tall one. - Never tried it.
- Don't want to. - I do.
Why haven't you?
Well...
Ooh!
Okay. Okay.
- Christian. - Mm.
I think it's time for you to admit
that your life has become unmanageable.
You know, you're right. You're right.
I know I am.
Hi, my name is Christian, and I'm an alcoholic.
- Hi, Christian. - I have negative two hours sober.
Well, you've come to the right bar.
Do you happen to know
if there's some kind of, like, power,
one that could restore my sanity.
Whoa. Wait. You're insane?
Yeah, I've completely lost my mind.
Have you tried turning your will and your life
over to the great ghost in the sky?
Why would I let an invisible floating thing...
- In the sky... - ...In the sky
make all my decisions for me?
Well, your best thinking got you here.
I saw you spilled. Freshie on the house.
- Oh, thank you. - Mm-hmm.
FYI?
The "here" your best thinking got you to is this bar,
richer than you were a few hours ago by $100,000.
Excuse me.
I'm gonna buy that bottle.
Don't buy it.
If you really want it, we can steal it.
It seems like it would be cleaner
just to buy it.
I mean, that's the point of having money, right?
- No. - Then what's the point?
Getting things you really want but you can't steal.
Like my son.
For good.
You can't buy your son from your mom.
Oh. I guess you can.
I know what you should buy.
You d-yeah?
Your freedom.
My freedom.
You really think I'm that miserable.
Kinda. Yeah.
You never have to go back to your stupid job
with stupid Gary...
Not ever again.
You don't have to try to get losers
to stop being losers anymore.
You calling yourself a loser?
I'm not a loser. I'm awesome.
You are.
What the hell would I do?
Whatever you want.
I just hope I don't have to take
a fearless moral inventory of myself.
I really don't want to do that.
That's the addict talking.
You're a good guy.
Even if you are a stalker.
Letty.
Look who's breaking the rules.
Hey.
As long as you know the rules,
you can break them every once in a while.
- Hmm. - Sit down. Sit down.
Is this...
This is the guy I've been, you know, whatever.
- How are you? - Christian.
I've heard a lot abo...
I... actually, I haven't heard a lot abo...
It's all been very nebulous.
- Probably a good thing. - Definitely a good thing.
Christian's my parole officer, so...
Was her parole officer.
I quit. I'm quitting.
You are?
Either that or I'm going to get fired.
Whatever comes first.
Hey, I might be here a little longer than I thought.
Can you go back to the house and check on the girls?
- Yes. Of course I can. - You must be Ava.
- Letty. Right? - Yeah.
- Without a wig. - Yeah.
Obviously the girls told you everything.
Of course they did.
Good. I knew he wouldn't.
Okay.
I hope I'm not overstepping,
but, Letty, I'd love you to join us
for a family dinner we're having next week.
- Umm. Yeah. I'd love to. Great. - Great.
Javier has all the details.
I'm so sorry, but I... I have to run.
I had a bit of a security issue today.
Oh. Oh shit, yeah.
Go. Go.
See you soon. See you.
Don't forget the girls.
Do you want to come with me to the house?
I should probably stay with Christian.
Uh, n-o, no, no.
Please, go. I'm good.
- Are you sure? - Yeah, I'm sure.
I'm great. I'm celebrating.
Never stop.
And never stop stalking me.
Don't worry.
Thank you.
What was the security issue?
Someone stole $200,000.
No shit.
$211,000, to be exact.
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