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recognize the voice?

No, he sounded like Darth Vader.

He had a voice disguiser

or something.

It wasn't Mikey just f***ed up'?

Well, I don't know.

I mean, it just...

I wouldn't think twice

if it wasn't Mikey, you know.

Jesus Christ.

So what do you think?

Hang tight, he'll probably...

roll in hungover or something.

I'm hoping.

Hey, I figured you'd be in here as soon as

you saw how much that mutual fund dropped

- but I don't want you to worry.

- Rob,

how much money can I get my hands on

in the next few days?

What?

I don't know, ten grand.

Ten grand? No, more.

- What's going on?

- Mikey.

He's f***ed up.

I got to put together 350 grand.

Oh sh*t.

Is this a joke?

You're not kidding are you?

I... I need you to start

liquidating everything.

Use property as collateral

against some cash loans.

All of it.

Rob, do you understand?

Yeah, yeah, no, I'm just...

I'm just worried about you, man.

Obviously something must be wrong.

It is, I just told

you it's f***ing wrong.

It's my brother.

I just, I'll handle

the business later.

Just start putting

the money together.

Deal with it, alright?

That's Gus Wylan.

He's been undercover

for a solid year.

You think this guy can help?

Look, he agreed to meet you,

that's all I got.

- You coming?

- Yeah.

Hey, man, thanks for meeting me.

That'll take the edge off.

I don't normally do this, but me and Mikey

go way back a ways.

- He was friends.

- He bought a package.

He was trying to turn it

and he got jacked.

Who jacked him?

Some red-headed guy named Rusty.

Yeah, I know that ginger b*tch.

I'll run down Rusty,

see what I can get outta him.

Thanks, man, let's go.

That's it?

Mikey!

Mikey?

Hey, buddy, you home?

What's this.

Easy, man,

that's a stun grenade.

What's he doing with it?

Relax, he wasn't gonna use it.

- You gave it to him?

- He came by it.

He came by it and he said

he could move it,

- and I was doing him a solid.

- He was gonna sell it.

What you looking for?

I'm a friend of Mikey's.

Yeah, why didn't he leave you a key?

Why you breaking in?

He wasn't home

so I was just looking for food.

You looking for coke?

You know where Mikey is?

Huh, do you know where Mikey is?

Nah, he...

Don't f***ing lie to me.

Where the f*** is he?

I don't... I don't know.

Get the f*** outta here.

F***ing junkie.

The guy that kidnapped your brother,

is not gonna come back

to the house looking for him.

Hi.

Oh, hi.

- Yeah.

- Hey, buddy.

So Gus found this guy, Rusty.

He said he's an a**hole,

but he's not smart enough to be

involved in anything like this.

I'm not convinced.

Yeah, let's get you convinced.

Rusty, open up.

- Can I help you?

- I need to talk to you again.

I already talked to your...

What the f***?!

I already talked

to Gus. I didn't f***ing kidnap him.

Rusty, Rusty, look at me, look at me.

Are you lying to me?

I'm not lying, I'm not lying.

I jacked him for his coke.

I didn't f***ing kidnap him.

You hadn't seen JP

or Mikey in a long time.

They come back on your radar,

and you think his

brother's a good mark.

No, no, well, yeah.

Everyone knows JP

crawled out of a good egg.

Still doesn't mean

I f***ing kidnapped him.

I jacked him for his coke, man,

I jacked him for his coke.

I f***ing killed a guy once,

man, that was six years ago.

The cops never

found out about it.

F***, f***, okay.

I'm not lying.

I'm not lying, I swear, I swear.

I'll tell you about it.

I swear to god, man,

I'll tell you whatever.

I don't know anything.

I'll tell you wh...

F***.

I swear, fellas,

I haven't seen him since then.

Wasted, at the... the f***in...

At the Biloxi bar, man.

I swear, fellas.

Excuse me, miss.

Were you working here

two nights ago?

Yeah, 'till around midnight.

Who closed?

Can I help you gentlemen

with something?

His brother's missing,

apparently he was here.

Yeah. His name is Mikey.

- Don't recognize him.

- Well, then your vision must be terrible,

The guys been drinking

four nights a week for a decade.

- Come on.

- Sorry.

Sorry for refusing to help us

or sorry you don't recognize him?

I'm a cop, don't f*** around.

Just a regular night.

And like I said,

I got out at midnight.

But around 11,

Eddie King rolls in with a posse.

Settled into the back

booth near the bathrooms.

- Eddie King?

- Mm-hmm.

F***.

So you're saying you think

Eddie King kidnapped your brother?

Yeah. He was in the bar where

my brother was last seen at.

But you don't

know that for sure?

What am I missing here?

There's not real mob here in the swamp.

But Eddie King is the closest thing

this place has.

He's got ties in

New Orleans and New York.

- Exactly.

- But folks that are connected,

they don't do this kind of sh*t.

It's too risky and it's flaunty.

Too much of a stretch.

You don't think he's involved?

The only way I could see that,

is if Eddie King

and your brother,

grabbing a drink,

catching up on old times,

and decided to take you

for a few hundred grand.

F***ing bullshit,

my brother would never do that.

How do you know

how much you're worth?

How'd they know to ask for 350 grand?

We gotta find someone else,

someone more connected than Gus.

- There's nobody more connected then Gus.

- He's not doing sh*t.

What do you think,

he's gonna blow his cover,

- for your f***ing brother?

- I don't know.

You think anybody

in this f***ing department

gives a f*** about

your deadbeat brother?

- So there's no one else?

- No.

What do I do?

What do I do?

You gotta face it.

The police aren't

going to help you here.

I'm going to get all the information

I can on Eddie King.

- Okay.

- We're just going to have to

handle it ourselves.

I need your help here, okay?

Has he been talking about Eddie King,

mention him, anything?

Yeah, yeah, Mikey

talked about Eddie King

probably if he was like...

drunk and on a rant or something.

Do you know if he's

seen him recently?

No, I... I don't know,

he doesn't tell me sh*t.

JP, look, I... I wanna help I do,

but I'm concerned about Alexis.

She needs me. If Mikey's f***ed,

he probably f***ed himself.

It wouldn't surprise me

one bit if he were in on it.

What?

I'm just saying,

my mind's on Alexis. I...

She keeps running off

with these stupid friends,

and I just don't want her

to make the same mistakes I did.

Vicki you're doing

the best you can, okay.

- Who's she been running with?

- I don't know, some punk kids.

This kid is your best

shot to finding Eddie king.

Now you're going to have a much better

chance if I don't go with you,

'cause they're gonna

make me for sure.

How do I find them?

On the back, that's his hang.

I love you, man.

What is it?

Buddy's here.

Buddy?

Buddy's here.

My brother? Really?

Well, what does he want?

Wouldn't say.

Should I tell him you're not here?

Buddy.

It's good to see you.

Came for a little chit chat.

A little surprised to see

you outside the Big Easy.

I'm not feeling too peachy keen

being in Biloxi, Mississippi.

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