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- Point of the story!
- Point of the story.
Dakota was
seeing this Vinny guy,
who was beating the sh*t out
of her. Surprise, surprise.
Anyway, one day she gets tired
of it and she runs to Cyrus,
who she knows because Cyrus
and Vinny do business together.
She also knows that Cyrus and
Vinny aren't on the best of terms.
So what she decides to do is go to
Cyrus, give him some sort of sob story,
sit on his cock a couple
times, and next thing you know
she's got a job dancing at
Flamingos under Cyrus' protection...
This is Dakota,
she's new to the family.
Nice to meet you.
Dakota goes AWOL
a little bit ago
and I just know
Cyrus did something.
I can...
I can f***in' feel it.
- This her?
- You went through my stuff, huh?
Yes or no?
Yes.
Then, yes, she's dead.
He's to blame.
What? What?
What? How... How...
How do you know that?
- We have a situation!
- I wasn't here!
Gwenny!
I saw her body.
Oh, f***!
Stupid b*tch! She's such
a stupid f***ing c*nt
of a f***ing
b*tch of a sister.
But she's your sister, Ty,
so you gotta calm down.
You gotta be good about this
because she's a f***ing b*tch,
but she's still your f***ing
sister and she's... F***!
I'm gonna kill Cyrus.
I'll be the one putting
a bullet through his head.
What did Cyrus do to you?
He killed the love of my life
all because I saw
your dead b*tch sister.
This ain't what it looks like!
We have to fix this.
He needed to
fix the situation.
Oh.
- You can be my sidekick.
- Sidekick?
- Or you can be dead.
- Sidekick.
Obviously, sidekick.
Yeah.
Now that I'm your sidekick,
I'm just gonna say
I think you should really work
on your social skills, lady,
because you're not exactly what
I would call socially agile.
I like to call it social dexterity because
without it you can't really do much.
Um...
My name is Ty.
Flamingo.
You f*** me, you die.
You're talking figuratively,
not physically, right?
Anyway, I got some
first aid training
and I really think that
the first thing we need to do
is we need to fix your pinky
because if we don't,
you are definitely going to be
getting a visit from Captain Gangrene.
Hurry up.
I have a call to make.
That's where Cyrus is.
I've got a gun.
I surrender.
You just stay right there.
Well, that's the plan.
I'm extremely comfortable.
Drop the gun, Jessop.
Hold up. Everyone relax. Let's
have a little civility here.
Jessop, give us a minute.
Seriously?
Yes, I'm serious!
I'm always f***ing serious!
Get the f*** out.
I still remember when
I first took you in.
Twelve years old.
In and out of
how many foster homes?
Six.
I saw something in you.
You were sharp!
You weren't
afraid of hard work.
And you were loyal.
You've always been loyal.
And very special to me.
Yeah.
You even waited till I was 16
to start screwing me.
That makes a girl
feel real special.
I've done a lot of
things I'm not proud of.
But you have to
believe I want to repent.
Lies.
All the sh*t that went down
with Dakota was f***ed.
She OD'd.
What can I say?
But everything else...
I was drunk.
I was high, I was strung out.
What we got goes
deeper than that, Gwenny.
I want to make amends.
You killed Aster.
Gwenny, honey.
I never liked Aster. In fact, I loathed
him trying to take you away from me.
But I never killed him.
After all this.
After all this sh*t,
you're just going to
sit there and keep lying
straight into my f***ing face?
If you have one ounce of compassion
left in your in your f***ing soul...
Jessop!
Yeah?
Twenty years, Jessop's
been my right-hand man.
But when push comes to shove,
I can still do that.
'Cause me and him don't have
what you and I got.
Loyalty, Gwenny.
That's our bond.
Be honest.
What kinda dope you on?
You know I don't
touch that sh*t.
Nobody acts the way you've been
acting without being on something.
Stop!
Why did you run off after Aster?
I was looking right at you.
You're f***ing lying!
I know you're lying!
You... You drugged me.
To set me up! So you could pin
all your f***ing sh*t on me!
I know how you work, Cyrus. I have seen
you do it, like, a hundred times before!
You f***.
You actually don't
remember what happened?
No.
What do you remember?
Jessop! We have a situation!
The f***ing b*tch is dead.
Gwen! What are you doing here?
I came in early.
I wasn't here!
Gwenny! This ain't
what it looks like!
I remember
you just lost it.
I wanted to run.
I guess I thought
I needed to help you.
Just one more time.
Then I heard something.
We gotta deal
with this girl, boss.
Shut the f*** up, Charlie!
Gwenny's good, Cyrus.
We can trust her.
She's seen tons of sh*t
worse than this.
Yeah, Gwenny's tight.
I wouldn't be too sure, boss.
With her and Aster skipping
town, there's a lot of loose ends.
I'd say she's
become expendable.
Exactly.
She and that a**hole
boyfriend of hers
will use this against me
and I'll lose her forever.
Gwenny's mine! She always
has been, always will be.
We have to fix this!
Kill them both!
Gwenny and Aster have to die!
Don't just stand there!
Gwen! Get her!
You're not ready
to let me leave.
Aster was going
to take me away.
You killed him.
Come out with your hands up.
We've got you surrounded.
Cyrus,
we know you're in there.
F*** me.
You got a number, Winks?
Hurry up.
I have a call to make.
Why do you need to
know where Cyrus is?
Are you gonna make things
go back to normal?
Something like that.
You're gonna hurt him,
aren't you?
Oh, Gwen,
your hand looks so bad.
Where is he?
Look, I can't just go
telling you all this stuff.
If Cyrus found out,
he'd kill me.
Not if I kill him first.
Cyrus is like family to you.
Who do you think
f***ed up my hand?
Winks!
Ginette's Diner, off Route 79.
Tomorrow, 9:
00 a. m.He's picking up
a shipment from the chef.
This is Cyrus' number one supplier,
so he always does a face to face.
It's a respect thing.
Everything goes down in the
shed, out back the kitchen.
You wouldn't be
lying to me, now?
Of course not.
You're my best friend.
Good.
Please don't kill him, Gwen.
It's not going to
change anything.
You're going to make everything
worse than it already is.
He killed Aster.
No, no, that's not right.
- Yes, it is.
- No, it ain't.
- Yes, it is.
- Enough is enough!
You're not right.
F*** you.
You need a doctor.
I'll take you.
What's going on?
Oh, f***, Flamingo!
He seemed like a good kid, you know,
and you said you were just going to talk.
- He was calling the cops.
- Jesus Christ.
- Well, what about the intel?
- Ginette's, 9:
00 a. m.Okay. Well,
he's clearly dead, Flamingo.
The last thing I want to be doing tonight
is digging this poor kid a shallow grave.
So put him in the tub.
Good idea.
It's the end of the road,
Gwenny.
One of us has to answer for all that's
gone down since you went sideways.
But I ain't going to
jail for sh*t I never done.
Oh, you done plenty, Cyrus.
Think about it. What really
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