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She's got a minor child left unattended.

Are you sure?

How long ago did they bus out?

Wait, wait, wait.

Did anybody from

Children's Services see her?

Yeah. Okay.

Thank you.

F*** it.

#... in a man with angry rules #

# It's that bitter pill can make you kill #

# It don't put me in the mood #

# So don't talk to yourself #

# But don't talk to me #

# There's a river running through it #

# The devil's not my enemy #

# So don't talk to yourself #

# But don't talk to me #

# If there's poison in the maker #

# Don't mistake the #

# Enemy #

Whoo!

Whoo!

That was great.

Thank you. I'm done.

Glad you came.

So how was your class?

What?

I got a recurring role on The D'Angelos.

- You got a part? Are you serious?

- B*tch.

- You did? You got a part?

- I know, it's unbelievable.

Oh, f***. That's a big deal, babe.

It's big news.

- Yeah.

- We should get a drink.

I'll get it.

Thanks, babe.

So how did you pull it off?

I don't know. The casting director

knows my situation.

She's given me until Friday

to get my l-9 in.

So there's a fellow I met

through someone at Crunch.

He works at one of those photocopying

stores on Fountain.

Come on, no, no, no.

You can't do that.

If you get caught

with a fake green card,

you could be done for fraud.

It's no different from photoshopping

your Social Security card

to remove the "Not

for Employment" stamp.

Or passing yourself off

as a religious Jew

when you're an atheist,

like, an actual atheist.

- Come home with me.

- What?

I'm serious. Come home with me.

It's not practical. You know that.

You know we can't make a go

of it without status.

I've gotta get legal, and so do you.

You've got to get legal.

You know that.

I'm working on that, all right?

I just want to know

where this guy is.

Your Captain America

who's gonna come down

he's gonna sweep you off your feet,

he's gonna marry you,

he's gonna make you legit.

- Isn't that what you're looking for?

- Captain America?

I just wonder what's taking you so long.

Here you go.

Thanks, babe.

Yeah, listen, I gotta go.

I gotta go. It was a real pleasure

meeting you...

- Rose.

- Rose.

Yeah, just give me an email

when your TV thing comes out.

Gavin, I'll see you...

before. You know?

Yeah. Yeah, maybe.

She owes me money for the week.

What are you doing,

negotiating with me?

Is that what you think you're doing?

How much?

$50.

If it's not the right kid, I'm coming back.

What's his name?

Juan.

Juan Sanchez.

Thanks, pal.

I need a reverse I.D.

on a Tijuana number.

Let's see.

It is 661-555-7782.

Appreciate it.

Oh, I think it's this

goddamn stomach flu that's going around.

I've been throwing up all morning.

Well, let them know

I'll call in later tomorrow.

Okay, let's go.

Uh, I'm not finding any record

of your l-539 in our system.

You said you sent it in six weeks ago?

Eight. Eight weeks ago.

Okay. Well, do you

have a mailing receipt?

No, because I just copied

my l-94 and sent it by regular mail.

Okay, well, then how about a cancelled

check for the application fee?

Um, well, I paid by money order.

I don't have a checkbook.

I didn't get a receipt

for my money order.

Listen, I'm starting to get

a little concerned here...

Ma'am, you are not out of status

until you receive a decision

on your extension application.

However, if that application

is lost in the system

or for whatever reason

it doesn't get to us,

then how are we supposed to know

that you even sent it in in the first place?

From our perspective, with no mailing receipt

or cancelled money order,

you're out of status, unless...

My application just turns up.

Son of a b*tch.

F***. It's a brand-new f***ing car.

Sorry, didn't l...

I didn't have time to stop.

You just shot out like that.

- I signaled, didn't I?

- No, and even if you did,

it's supposed to be clear

before you turn into the street.

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah? You look dazed.

- No.

- Do you need to sit down?

Does it hurt anywhere?

- No, no, no, no, no.

- You sure?

Yeah, I'm all right, I think.

I've just had a really, really shitty day.

- Where you from, New Zealand?

- Australia.

It's always one or the other.

I can never quite tell the difference.

I said New Zealand to impress you

in case I was right.

Most people usually say Australia,

which upsets the Kiwis.

I don't have the money to pay for this.

I'm not insured on my car.

Ouch. That's not good.

I must have f***ed someone over

really badly in a past life

because sh*t is just

piling up for me today.

I just spent the last

three hours in there

trying to convince some bureaucratic b*tch

that I actually did file for an extension

on my visitor's visa.

Which I f***ing did.

- What's your name?

- I'm sorry. I'm Claire Shepard.

Claire Shepard, I'm Cole Frankel,

- and I know of your frustrations.

- You do?

I'm a supervisory center

adjudications officer.

What that means is I get to determine

whether a green card

application has merit or not.

Ah, that must be interesting.

Yeah, I'll tell you what's interesting,

and what's of a bit of concern to me,

aside from you not having insurance,

and that's someone who's filing

for an extension of their visitor's visa

driving around with a stack

of head shots in her car.

There's nothing wrong

with a beautiful woman like yourself

having head shots in her car

if you were back in Australia.

You're not authorized to be seeking

employment in the United States, Claire.

Am I wrong about that?

All right, here's what I propose.

We call AAA... my card, of course.

If you don't have insurance,

you sure as hell don't have AAA.

Then we get your vehicle sorted out.

Then we go grab some lunch together.

Excuse me?

I want to buy you lunch, Claire,

and explain your options to you.

or we could just take a walk

back into the building

and sort it out there.

Juanito! Juanito!

Juanito! Juanito!

Gracias, Seor.

Sanchez. Mireya.

It would be last night

or early this morning.

You positive?

Yeah, okay. Thanks.

That's a great show.

Nothing can touch that on TV.

I thought you said you wanted

to discuss my situation.

All right.

Here's the thing, Claire.

You want to be an actress

like Nicole and Naomi, obviously.

You know as well as I do

the work they do in Australia

doesn't count for sh*t.

They're stars because they

make movies here in America.

If you were to get deported,

or even chose voluntary departure,

you ain't getting back into this country

for a minimum of ten years.

And with voluntary departure,

they say it's closer to five,

but the truth is, you're lucky

if you ever get back in.

What's your wife do?

She works for the other side.

She's an immigration defense attorney.

Oh. Is she available for a consult?

That's funny.

Sexy, great sense of humor.

You got it all, Claire.

Except for a work permit.

I don't think you'll feel so witty

when they introduce you

to a holding cell down in San Pedro.

Strip-search, the whole bit.

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