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I had company today.

- Who?

- Two men, LAPD and Russian.

- What do you want me to do?

- Start getting everything ready.

I'll be back to pick you up tomorrow.

It's now or never, baby.

- Laura?

- Yes.

Keep your friends away from the house,

okay? For their own good.

Okay.

- Be safe. I love you.

- Yeah, me, too, baby.

You are so co-dependant, you know?

There's like classes for that.

He leaves, he comes back, he leaves.

I don't know why you put up with it.

- You deserve better, you are hot sh*t.

- I'm pregnant, that's what I am.

- Shut up!

- No way! Oh, my God!

Wait, does that mean

I get to be the godmother?

Oh, look, he's back.

Good afternoon, ladies.

Jesus, you don't have anything

better to do on a weekend?

What's better than hanging out

on the beach, getting some sunlight,

- looking at pretty girls?

- Jesus.

- Am I under investigation, Detective?

- No, not yet, but...

I have a few questions I want to ask

Conrad Miller. Since he's not available,

I figured I'd just ask you.

All right.

Now look, Miss Wilder,

just a little more information

and I'll be on my way.

What would you like to know?

Well, I see that you have

your house up for sale,

and also a boat down at the marina

you're trying to sell.

So you figured that out in three hours.

Yes, my parents left everything to me,

including the boat.

Just figured I could use the money.

If my cop instincts serve me right,

I say that your boyfriend put you up

to sell everything.

- So you and him could run together.

- Seriously?

He's not my boyfriend,

and I'm not running anywhere.

He is your friend, right?

And he is a boy?

Well, actually,

I'm in the market for buying a boat.

Maybe I could come down to the marina

and take a look at yours?

I'm showing a potential buyer at 08:00.

There won't be any stowaway Marines

on there, now will there?

Look, Detective, Laura's my best friend,

and a seriously honest person.

If she was hiding something,

I would know about it,

and she's not, okay?

We're just trying to enjoy ourselves,

catch some rays.

Paint our toenails... girl stuff.

And you're just kind of keeping us

from doing that.

Your toenails do look nice,

if I can say so myself.

I'll see you at 8 o'clock

in the morning, Miss Wilder.

All right.

What an a**hole!

- All right, guys, you gotta go.

- What?

I'm sorry, I just...

you know, I have a headache.

- It's just too much for one day.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

- Feel better.

She's running.

Did you take out the trash?

We so shouldn't let it go that...

I just finished the dishes, so...

Oh, awesome. Sweet.

Yeah, anyways, I'm pretty worried

about Laura, aren't you?

Yeah, I am, too.

What do you think is gonna happen?

I don't know. I'm just worried

for her safety, you know?

Yeah, me, too, he better come back.

I mean, you think

he's gonna come back, right?

I'm not sure. He better.

Becca?

Becca?

Whatever.

God, I'm gonna text her

and see if she's all right.

What do you want?

Tell me everything you know

about Conrad Miller right now.

Jesus... the f***?

I didn't even think that worked.

We're full, cowboy.

I'm the only car out there.

I know, but...

For real, we ain't open for business.

But the light's on, you're here, I'm here,

that's gotta mean you're open.

Sh*t, I forgot to turn

the no vacancy light on.

Look, I just need a bed to chill,

I'll be out by sunrise.

Wrong motel. We're closed.

Well, I feel like it's my lucky day,

there's a vacancy sign right there.

Well, Mr. Lucky, it ain't your day.

Please, come on.

Okay.

Hey...

there's a little town ten miles up,

you should try there.

Wish I could help you.

Sorry. I... I don't make the rules,

I just follow them.

So you say a place up the road

ten miles, right? What's the name?

Look, we don't get much drifters

around here. They know better. Go.

Okay. Have a nice night.

What the f***?

Hey, act cool.

Hale, is that you?

Turn off the f***ing light.

Hey, man, thought that was you. New car?

Yeah, no, it's one of Amanda's friends.

You know, we're borrowing it

for a couple days.

This thing's a f***ing mess, though,

we're just cleaning it out, you know?

It's nice.

So, how you been?

- I've been good.

- Yeah?

Time off, new baby and all.

Yeah, that's right,

Ray said you had a kid.

What are you gonna do?

Back to the grind, right?

Yup.

- Business good?

- No, business is shitty.

You know, it's not exactly

a tourist destination.

You know, for most people,

it's kind of last resort.

It'll pick up, keep your head up.

Hey, Mandy. You okay?

Hey, don't f***ing look at me, man.

You know, b*tches get in fights

just like the rest of us.

Okay, you two behave.

- I'll see you later, Tony.

- Yeah, see you later.

Why don't you put on

some f***ing make-up, okay?

You think I like looking

at that f***ing sh*t?

I'm sorry.

Tell Ray to get down here, all right?

Sh*t's about to get messy.

Love birds.

- Adams.

- Detective, good morning. Where are you?

Down at the marina,

checking out some beachfront property.

- No action?

- No, not yet. Look...

What exactly am I looking for here?

I mean, gimme something.

Colonel Miller, a U.S. officer

stationed in my country...

we came to believe he came back here

with an asset very crucial to our security.

We need to speak

to him about this asset.

- And the girl?

- Collateral.

I don't get it. Why isn't the U.S.

government on top of this thing?

Oh, that is classified.

Classified... well,

can you declassify it for me?

That is way above

your pay grade, Detective.

They don't pay me enough

for anything around here.

How will I know

when we're getting close?

When the sh*t hits the fan.

People don't believe sh*t stink

until they step in it.

- This better be good, Mandy.

- Come see for yourself.

What the f***?

What's his story?

Drifter Marine,

we doped him up real good.

Anybody see him?

- No, but Officer Hale came...

- What are you doin'? Move!

- Come on, come on. Outside.

- Jesus, Ray!

Okay, what? Talk to me.

Officer Hale came by,

better go in, saw that guy's car.

Officer Hale is a f***ing Boy Scout.

Let's just hope to hell he hasn't run

those plates yet, because if he did,

we're gonna have a lot more sh*t to worry

about than those chinks and some dope.

- When's the pick-up?

- Tony says two days.

That means we gotta get him

out of here before, right?

You put me in quite

a predicament here, Tony.

- Yeah, what the f*** can you do?

- Maybe be a little more careful?

Give me a smoke.

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

- Look...

- Lighter.

I guess sh*t happens.

So, tell me,

when are we gonna get the money for the guns

and do this whole Asian exchange.

Tuesday at the latest.

I tell you, them nips are gonna

bring a pretty good price.

- You want to try one of them out?

- No, I'm good, Tony.

Roll all in the hay as soon as I get done

taking care of this f***ing thing.

Hey! Why don't you go

find something the f*** to do!

Come on, Tony, take it easy,

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