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determine how many hours

you're gonna spend there in the jail.

I don't have a criminal record.

I'm just saying they'll look

at your criminal record or lack of,

look at your papers,

decide how many hours

you'll spend in jail. Okay?

I mean, they are gonna haul you in.

They'll look at how you

cooperated here, today.

I mean, all this is being recorded.

You understand?

[sighs]

Yeah, I understand.

Mm-hmm.

But, sir, why?

Why? Why are you going to jail?

Because you're the one

that's causing all the problems.

Now, if you want this over with

sooner rather than later,

you'll allow the person that I authorized

to inspect you, to search you.

And then, maybe then...

you'll have a chance of getting out of this.

You understand what I'm saying?

You can go to jail,

or you can let this guy inspect you.

You can go to jail, or you can

let this guy inspect you.

That's it, two choices.

- You're gonna do this?

- Okay.

You're gonna take off the apron?

Yeah.

You're gonna take it off?

Yes.

Great. Thank you.

You're doing great.

So just take off the apron

and give the phone back to Van, okay?

This is Van.

How'd that work?

She take off the apron?

She is now.

Well, what does her chest look like?

Well, she's covering it with the apron.

I thought you said she took it off.

Take it from her.

He says I gotta take the apron from you.

How big are her nipples?

[scoffs]

Why? I mean--

You're my eyes on the ground.

Anything that can corroborate

the witness' testimony.

I just need to know

any identifying marks, scars, tattoos.

Yeah, but--

[laughs nervously]

You gotta lower your arms.

I don't know. I--

Average, I guess.

All right, I need you

to do me a favor.

We need to find out

if she's hiding any money up there,

so I want you to tell her

to turn around and bend over.

Why?

That's just a standard cavity search.

You've probably seen that on TV,

at the airport even sometimes, just to...

All right.

See if she's holding anything

in any of her, uh, orifices.

All right. All right.

He says you have to turn around

and you have to bend over

so I can see if there's

anything up in there.

Turn around.

You know, it might help if you just--

you make her call you sir

and tell her to hold her ankles.

Why?

Well, she's gonna respect the authority.

If not, she's just gonna run

ramshod all over you.

He says you have to call me sir

so that when I ask you to do something,

I know you're gonna do it.

All right?

[faintly] Yes, sir.

What's, uh--

What's that look like?

Is she shaved?

I don't know. I guess, uh, she's--

It's trimmed, I guess.

It's shaved. I just--

it's just been a couple days.

She said it's actually shaved.

Who said? She said that?

Yeah.

[chuckles]

Nice work, Evan.

We need to deputize you, huh?

Can I give her the--the apron back now?

No.

Boy, it really must be stuck up there.

Okay, um, we have a special

procedure that we do in this case.

Uh, have her turn around.

She is around.

Okay'

Yeah, I'm gonna need you to have her

do jumping jacks...

to try and shake it out.

Huh?

Have her jog in place or do jumping jacks

to see if we can get the money dislodged.

I don't know.

What were you doing tonight?

Have a few beers?

You weren't driving, were you?

[sighs]

[Sighs] Jesus Christ, Evan,

we need that money as soon

as possible, understand?

He says you gotta do jumping jacks.

What?

VAN:
To shake it out.

This is so stupid.

I know.

We need that money.

I don't want you

to have to answer for it, too.

- VAN:
Just do it. Just--

- [Becky sniffles]

[sighs]

[feet thumping]

[timer beeps]

All right, my front line,

get your drawers ready!

Drop in two minutes.

Dude, I just texted my friend,

and he thinks her brother's

not even in town right now.

It's just messed up.

I don't know. Go on back there if you want,

but I ain't messin' with no cops.

That fall under sh*t

that ain't none of my business.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

What's it look like from there, Evan?

What's it like to have

a front-row seat to the show?

Come on.

[Door opens]

SANDRA:

How's everybody doing in here?

[Door closes]

Nothing.

What?

We're just waiting. That's all.

What?! What are you waiting for?

I don't underst--

W-When are they coming?

VAN:
I don't know.

Well, let me talk to him, then.

Let me talk to him.

Give me the phone.

Hello, Officer Daniels.

How is it going?

Oh, great. How you doing?

You busy out there?

Yeah, I'm busy as ever.

It's a great night. Uh...

BECKY:

Sandra, you gotta help me.

Why are you talking to me?

Can you see I'm on the phone?

Sit down!

I have to get back out there

to the restaurant.

Do you, uh--ls Van still--

still being a sweetie?

Oh, yeah.

He b-Heb been great.

Oh, good. So I'm gonna

give him back the phone.

Sounds good.

- I'll see you when you come.

- Okay.

Sandra, please, I can't do this.

What are you--

What are you doing, honey?

- They can't make me do this.

- Stop talking.

You're gonna be fine.

Hello. This is Van.

Hey, Van...

[door closes]

sounds like Sandra's running around

like a chicken

with her head cut off, huh?

I--I guess so.

Yes, I'm sure it's busy in there.

Listen, I'm not sure when

you guys are coming.

Is Sandra still in there?

She just left.

[beep]

WOMAN:
You have one minute

left on this card.

- Sh*t.

- What?

Are you coming?

F*** me. God damn it. Hello?

Sh*t.

F***.

Hello? Officer Daniels,

are you there?

Hey. I got a situation here

at Rebecca's house, Evan.

If I lose you, uh...

Do you want to call back?

You have 30 seconds left on this card.

VAN:
Hello?

Hey, uh, what the hell

is he doing back there?

It's her fianc.

They're getting married.

Yeah, well, it's kinda f***ed up

that he's back there alone with Becky,

especially since she's half-naked like that.

I told her I didn't like the idea

of taking the clothes out to the car.

Yeah, well, I told her

I didn't like the whole thing.

Th-Those cops are f***ed.

Yeah.

- DANIELS:
Okay, I'm back.

- Hello?

Hello? You there?

Can you hear me?

- Yeah.

- Sorry about that.

Had to deal with inspection of her home.

Things just got very serious over here.

So where were we?

Did you scold her

for her insubordination yet?

What do you want me to do?

Well, you gotta get on that.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I need you to give her a spanking

'cause she was talking smack to Sandra,

but I need to explain it to her first.

- [sighs]

- You know?

[scoffs]

You mean...

- Can you tell her that?

- ...actually do that?

- Yeah. I need you to do that...

- Yeah, I can tell--

but I need to tell her that.

He says you were disobeying

because you were talking

to Sandra like that.

Can you put her on for me?

VAN:
He wants to talk to you.

BECKY:
I didn't do anything, sir.

Didn't we talk about you

going easy on Sandra?

That all this would be hard on her?

Did we not?

Yes, sir.

What about me, Rebecca?

Do you even understand

how hard this is on me?

You think I like situations like this?

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