Live or Die in La Honda

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(skateboard rolling)

(acoustic guitar)

(gun firing)

(panting)

(coughing)

(heavy breathing)

(coughing)

Sh*t.

Things always got complicated

with Vic.

(motor running)

(blues music)

Mmm mmm

Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh

A hard day coming down

Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh

Oh

I got back late

and I'm all alone

Open up my door

ain't nobody home

There's a few things

of mine layin' 'round

It's a hard day comin' down

I once was a king

now I'm overthrown

Out here in the world

tryin' to hold my own

Got no pillow to cry upon

It's a hard day comin' down

(eerie music)

(eerie music)

That's the rest of it.

Is there a problem?

(gun firing)

(eerie music)

(eerie rhythmic music)

What's your poison?

Whiskey neat.

[Lindsey] A little hair

of the dog, eh?

(country music playing

on the radio)

Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh

Baby

It's a hard day coming down

Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh

Yeah

It's a hard day coming down

Uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh

Baby

Hard day coming down

It's a hard day coming down

yeah

It's a hard day coming down

Whoo

It's hard day coming down

(soft dramatic theme)

[Jack] You want me to

see if I can get you in?

[Tom] Yeah.

[Jack] I know some people

at the top.

[Tom] Is there

an initiation process?

Good morning, gentlemen.

[Lucas] Hey, look who's here.

[Jack] Hey Vic, come on,

open up.

[Tom] Yeah, we're thirsty.

[Lucas] Take our money, Vic,

please.

I open at noon.

Same as always

Morning, Michelle.

Hey Vic, how are you doing?

What'll you have?

I'll have an Egg La

Honda and a cup of Joe.

Horseradish and mayo on that?

You bet your sweet ass.

(soft rhythmic theme)

And with the eyes closed,

let's take one last moment

to remember not to do harm,

to yourself, to others.

Thank you for your practice.

Namaste.

(soft music)

(ringtone sounding)

Hiya, Vic.

Blake.

How ya doing?

I'm doing alright.

I'm getting by.

And you?

[Vic] Same.

[Blake] You still

running Apple Jack's?

Opening up as we speak.

How about you?

Still teaching people

how to stretch?

You know, there's a

little more to it than that?

I had a shrink who told

me to go to yoga once.

That was the last time

I talked to him.

But hey,

whatever gets you out of bed.

Well, it helps me sleep

through the night, you know.

That is a feat.

I wish I could watch you

sleep through the night.

What do you want, Vic?

(Vic sighing)

I need your help.

I thought we agreed

it would be better

if we didn't see each other.

I know we didn't end

things on a good note.

Yeah, you could say that.

You must think I'm a

really horrible person.

I don't think you're

a horrible person, Vic.

It's just you and I when

we get together, it's like,

we're like live wires.

Yeah, but you must admit the

sparks are pretty exciting.

If you won't help me, maybe

you'll help my brother.

Ryan went missing

a few days ago,

and today I got a weird letter.

I'm worried something

might have happened to him.

Well, this sounds like

a police matter, Vic.

I don't know what you

want me to do about it.

I don't need the police,

I need you.

Come to La Honda.

I can't, now it's just

not a good time for me.

Well, you know Fallujah

wasn't exactly a good time

for me either.

But I was there for you.

Good bye, Vic.

(intense instrumental)

(gun firing)

Sh*t.

(birds chirping)

OK, Vic.

You win.

(blues guitar)

I had six hours

on the drive north

to come to my senses

before she was close enough

to pull me back in.

But one thing kept me going.

Semper fi.

It didn't matter that

she was toxic or that

she threatened to kill me

when we finally split up.

What mattered is

when I needed her most,

Vic was there.

She'd never let me forget that.

(blues guitar)

But the closer I got and

despite my better judgment,

there was something

I couldn't deny.

I was excited to see her.

(folk guitar)

God of love,

it's Cupid, right?

One, two, three, four, this

puzzle says it's four letters.

Try Eros.

Eros, of course.

It's Greek, not Roman.

There you go.

I'll give you

a couple of minutes.

I'll just have a Cobb

salad and some water, please.

OK.

Can I get you anything else?

Well, actually I'm hoping

you can help me with something.

I'm looking for a friend

of mine, Ryan Taylor?

Yeah, I know Ryan.

Sometimes I wish I didn't.

He's better in small doses.

Yeah, small doses.

That's a nice way of putting it.

When was the last time

you saw him?

[Waitress] He was in here

a few days ago with Coops.

Coops.

What did they talk about?

Ryan was going on and on about

how he was onto something big.

Maybe Coops

could help me find him.

Maybe.

He works over at Duarte's,

you could ask him.

Duarte's, OK, thanks.

You're welcome.

Mail and my husbands in bed

Get a disconnection notice

on my door...

Thanks for your help.

You're welcome,

thank you for your help.

Have a good one.

Won't even drive me home

[Waitress] Oh hey,

Rita, how was everything?

Do you always

gossip this much?

Excuse me?

You just watch your mouth

about things

that don't concern you.

OK?

Rude.

(blues music)

So reservation for four

at 6:
00?

You got it, thank you.

Hi, welcome to Duarte's,

will you be dining alone?

I'm looking for Joe Cooper.

[Hostess] Oh, he just

finished his shift,

which means you'll find him

at the bar.

What'll you have?

Lagunitas.

Much obliged.

Thank you.

Are you Joe Cooper?

Yeah.

Blake Baker, how you doing?

A lot better now that

I'm finished with work.

Hey, I'm looking

for a friend of mine.

Oh yeah, who?

Chances are I might know

him if he lives around here.

Yeah, Ryan Taylor.

The less I know about

where that douchebag is

and who he's with, the better.

That's kind of funny because

I heard that you two guys

are into something together.

Oh yeah, you heard that?

I don't know nothing about that.

Ah, I'm just,

getting this impression

that you're bullshitting me.

I don't give a sh*t

what impression you get.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I'd like to finish

my beer in peace.

Actually, I do mind, Coop.

So what if you do?

Get the f*** out of my face!

Oh f***!

We don't want any of that

in here.

Let him go,

or I'll call the cops.

Go ahead, call them.

Do you feel that?

I could tear your shoulder

right out of its f***ing socket.

Do you feel it?

Now talk to me.

Alright, sh*t!

The last time I saw Ryan he

was talking out of his ass

about making a move

to the big time.

OK, so what did you say,

Coops?

It's taken me a long time

to turn my life around.

I don't want to book a

ticket back to San Quentin

because of that f*** stick.

Who's his supplier?

I doubt he even exists.

Who would trust him to run

a major drug operation?

I wouldn't trust Ryan

to tie his f***ing shoe.

Hey, uh,

the beers are on me.

You're the first dead

man to buy me a beer.

Motherf***er!

[Rita] Joe, it's Rita.

I'm gonna keep an eye on

your new friend for a while.

Keep you posted.

[Jack] Did you ever

see an elk f*** a priest?

[Lucas] Not today.

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