Live or Die in La Honda Page #4

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how to do it.

You're bullshitting me, right?

Blake, if there

is a chance that

this could work between us...

I love you.

F***, you're the only one

for me.

(country rock playing)

Let's get out of here.

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

You still got it, sergeant.

(Vic weeping)

(Vic sobbing and weeping)

[Blake] Vic never talked about

it, but she'd been having

nightmares since the war.

Hey,

hey Vic.

It's OK.

It's OK.

You're alright.

You're gonna be OK.

(Vic screaming and weeping)

I'm not going anywhere.

(Vic weeping)

[Vic] F*** me.

Did you see

the way she looked at me?

You don't like me much, do you?

I'm tapping out.

Give yourself a $100 tip.

For sure, Bruce. Get home

safe.

(engine starting)

(soft rhythmic music)

[Assassin]

Hey, do you need a lift?

[Bruce] Say what, man?

[Assassin] I said,

do you need a lift?

Oh no, I'm just up the hill.

You sure? It's no trouble.

F*** this hill.

(soft rhythmic music)

[Blake] I slept better that

night than I had in years.

For a moment I forgot what

happened over the past two days.

I was just...

happy.

This is nice.

I missed you.

I missed you, too.

[Blake] On my way

to get breakfast,

I almost convinced myself

that I could make a life

with Vic in La Honda.

Almost.

[Jack] Yeah,

he fell over the rail

and broke his neck in the creek.

[Tom] Bruce was pretty

annihilated last night.

I heard they found

two more dead bodies

thrown off a cliff by Pomponio.

Really?

Yeah, sh*t's getting a

little Ted Bundy around here.

You came.

Be here with me.

This is my home.

We could stay in La Honda,

start a life together.

Where's my breakfast?

I recall mention

of an Egg La Honda.

I didn't get them.

Am I mistaken

or am I detecting a bit of

a chill in your tone?

Oh no, you're not mistaken.

And here I thought I

turned a corner with you.

Are you gonna tell me

what's making you upset

or am I supposed to guess?

Your neighbor Bruce is dead.

How?

Oh, come on, Vic.

You must think I'm really stupid

that I can't connect these dots.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about murder.

You gonna to deny it?

I was with you all night.

[Blake] Which means you had

someone else do it for you,

which means...

Go on, I can't wait

to hear what it is

that you think I'm up to.

OK.

This was a murder made

to look like an accident.

That's not something you

trust someone else to do

unless they're a pro.

Why would I be associating

with professional assassins?

Because you're

a f***ing drug dealer.

I'm a businesswoman who's

diversified her interests.

Goddammit, Vic.

It's not like

I'm slinging heroin or meth.

A little pot never hurt anyone.

Six people are dead!

Bruce was trying

to blackmail me.

I was defending us.

You were protecting us,

that doesn't mean

you go and kill him.

If I thought

I could trust him,

he'd be breathing right now.

But Bruce is a wild card,

and I can't trust

a wild card,

not in this business.

Was Ryan business?

Ryan made his own bed,

there was nothing I could do.

And that's why

you're not worried.

Because you're working for them.

They're a necessary evil

as we become the pipeline

from Santa Cruz to the city.

I knew that Joe and Rita

would move against us

sooner or later, and that's

when I realized I need

a partner to make this work.

I got big plans for us, baby.

I don't give a sh*t

what your plans are, Vic.

I did not sign up for this.

Well, it's too late now, you're

up to your neck in it now.

No.

I am done.

You're done

when I say you're done.

Don't bet on it.

Oh, I'll bet my life on it.

Because we'll always

have Fallujah.

What the f*** are you

talking about? That was war.

Things happen in a war.

Oh, you don't have to

convince me, I'm on your side.

But the courts might see

things a little differently,

especially considering the

efforts we took to cover it up.

Why are you doing this to me?

Did I ever hesitate

to help you?

Did I ever question your ethics?

No.

You know why?

Because I've got your back.

And you'll have mine.

These past few days have

proven you're the perfect man

for the job.

Hell, you're the only man

for the job.

But I don't want it!

It's alright

if you don't like the work.

I don't like it either.

But these next few years

we'll make more money

than we ever dreamed of.

After everything

that we have done,

what we've seen,

what we lived with every day,

we've earned this.

We deserve this.

Not like this.

The guilt will pass, trust me.

What about

becoming better people?

We'll have time for that.

But we've got a lot of work

ahead of us.

And I'm starving.

Can I get you an Egg La Honda?

I've lost my appetite.

I'll get you one

for when it comes back.

Was last night business

or pleasure?

Last night was love.

(soft music)

(ringtone sounding)

[Blake] Hello?

Hey, it's Lindsey

from the San G Store.

Is he there?

Sure is.

(phone ringing)

San Gregorio Store.

Hey there,

is he still in there?

Roger.

Thanks.

(phone ringing)

Are we friends again?

You say you own me?

Well, I own you.

If I'm going down, I promise

I'm not going down alone.

What's that supposed to mean?

I mean I'm gonna have

a lot to say

if the police show up

at my door.

Remember who I work with.

Who you work for.

How fast do you think

they're gonna to sever ties

if the DEA

starts sniffing around?

Or what if the county

sheriff's office gets a tip

about the location

of two buried bodies?

You'd be digging

your own grave.

I'm digging it anyway.

This is disappointing.

I thought we had something.

Oh, you've made it very clear

where we stand.

Well, let me be clear. F*** you!

If I knew you'd be

so sensitive,

I would have watered down

my sales pitch.

You're poison, Vic.

And I don't want you in my life.

What a nasty thing to say.

Yeah.

So long, Vic.

F***.

(phone ringing)

Yeah.

I've got one last job for you.

(phone ringing)

San Gregorio Store.

Hey, is that him just leaving?

[Lindsey] Yep.

Alright, thanks.

Thanks a lot.

No problemo.

(folk band music)

Don't f***ing move.

Turn around, slowly.

You got a phone?

- Yeah.

- Let me see it.

Slow, slow.

(gun firing)

(blues music)

(blues music continues)

(jazzy blues music playing)

Give me another.

You sure?

Give me another!

(no audible dialogue

over blues music)

(folk band music playing)

(crowd cheering)

Pat, just,

I'll finish your drawer.

Just give me another drink,

and get out of here.

Are you sure?

Stop asking me if I'm sure.

Give me another drink,

and get the f*** out of here.

You're the boss.

That's right.

To Sergeant Baker.

Ooh-rah.

(soft rhythmic theme)

It was you or him.

(soft rhythmic theme)

(pool balls knocking)

Bar's closed!

Fancy meeting you here.

Hey, Vic.

Have a seat.

Put your hands on the table.

I was under the impression

that we wouldn't be

seeing each other anymore.

What changed your mind?

[Blake] I took that

from a friend of yours.

How did you find him?

Does it matter?

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