No Man's Land
We're all waiting for you.
- Hand me that ratchet, will you, uncle Mike? | - Yeah.
Your mother wants you to cut the turkey.
Have Jimbo do it.
She wants you. You know how she is.
You got your hands full with this one.
That's for sure.
Had my eye on one of these, | a long time ago.
- Yeah? | - Yeah.
Did some plumbing work for a guy | who couldn't pay.
No kidding.
Yeah, he wanted to trade me | his burgundy Porsche.
Should have done it.
Come on, you give me a ride | when you get this thing running.
Gotta get yourself cleaned up.
Yeah.
Yeah, I got me a f***in' | Oldsmobile instead.
- Rhea, where are the cranberries? | - I put 'em on the table, Bea.
Somebody make sure the cat | doesn't get into them.
Mary Jean, will you keep an eye on Prowler?
- Where is Benjy? | - He's taking a shower.
- Listen, we're gonna eat without you. | - No, you wouldnt.
- Nice gravy, Mom. | - Hotshot!
- Peggy! How you doing? | - Good!
- Gonna give me a nephew? | - Hope so, I'll name it after Dad.
Great.
- Who's that? | - Colleen.
Colleen, what happened?
- Somebody swiped your tooth. | - I lost 'em.
No. You know what? | Tooth Fairy asked me to give this to you.
- Thanks. | - You got it.
How you doing? | Come on. I want to talk to you.
Benjy, will you put this on the table, please? | Watch the cat.
- How's business? | - Good.
They keeping you busy?
City full of criminals. | A lot of tickets to write.
- So you like it? | - It's okay.
If you change your mind, | there's a lot of money to be made in poultry.
Your brother-in-law loves it.
Yeah, but he loves Peggy. | What does that prove?
That's my wife you're talking about, there.
It may not be cops and robbers, | but it's a good business.
People always gonna be eating chicken.
It's not cops and robbers. It's just a job. | Uncle Mike, will you help me out?
- Why don't you leave Benjy alone. | - I'm talking to Benjy, all right?
What does he need with chicken?
- Who's going to say grace? Benjy? | - How about Mary Jean?
Bless us, lord, and these, they gifts...
which we are about to receive | from thy bounty.
Through Christ, our lord, amen.
- Amen. | - All right. Good job. Okay, let's eat.
You made me look bad.
That's what I'm saying, okay?
I didn't mean to. | I thought he was going to hurt her.
You want to get your butt sawed off, | that's your business.
But if I'm standing there, | I gotta do something.
And I don't want to do nothin.
How are you, Ace?
- I get half the money on that. | - No, you dont.
What do I do with this?
Put it up here.
Mara.
- Lock these up for us, will you? | - You got it.
I'll have the usual.
Bring the shooters in here, will you, Ben?
Heath.
- What took you guys so long? | - We're driving down the street.
The kid sees this guy | kicking his ladys butt in the parking lot.
He wants me to pull over. We're off duty!
What? Them two on Washington?
- Yeah, you know 'em? | - Thems two at it all the time.
Beats the sh*t out of her once a week.
How was I supposed to know that?
So the kid, here, | he makes me pull over to a stop...
and he jumps right in the middle of it.
Here. Now, I got to do something.
Kid, you're off duty. | You see something, call a cop.
I am a cop.
Here it comes.
No, that's Bracey. Hey, man.
Jaws.
You're a long way from home, Lieutenant.
I'm looking for a guy named | Benjamin Taylor.
- That's me. | - That's me, sir.
That's me, sir.
Want to step over here?
I hear you're pretty good | with German cars, Porsches?
I'm okay.
You hear about Nick Grazziola?
- He's the detective that was killed last week. | - Yeah.
I want the guys who got him.
You know who did it?
I can't prove it.
I think it's a local outfit stealing Porsches.
They're operating out of a repair shop.
My moneys on the owner, | a guy named Ted Varrick.
I got a snitch working in the place. | He can get somebody in.
Me?
Maybe.
Why me?
'Cause you're a mechanic...
and you're a rookie.
You won't act like a cop.
Grazziola.
He was a friend of yours, wasn't he?
How old are you, son?
22.
You still living at home?
Yeah.
You don't have to prove anything...
not to me.
I'll do it.
Okay.
Okay. Bill Ayles.
Hi, I'm Bill Ayles.
How you doing?
Don't forget, a**hole.
You guys make sure I know | what you do with the tire gun.
Right.
- Danny, how you doing? | - Bill.
You better have your sh*t together.
I promised the customer's car today, | so I want it.
I'll be back by 4:00.
You're a smart guy. Right answer.
- What? | - This is Bill Ayles.
- Good for him. | - This is the mechanic I was talking about.
How you doing?
How long will it take you to change | the fuel distributor on this SC?
Book says four hours. | I can do it in three. Maybe two.
You charge by the book or hours worked?
Depends on the customer.
This guy says it's running rough, | getting lousy gas mileage.
Says he wants a tune-up. | You got a couple hours?
Just reach in and adjust the sensor plate. | Sounds a little low.
Try it for a couple days.
8:
00 to 5:00. And I mean, 8:00, not 8:01. | One hour for lunch.$14 an hour to start.
- When? | - Right now. Give him a jumpsuit.
Okay, now, no loud music.
No open-door parties.
Last thing I need is the cops.
Youll love it here.
Weve got a real family atmosphere.
The sofa was just re-covered.
Carpets less than a year old.
You the decorator?
I got a real eye for color.
- Here are the keys. | - Thanks.
Ayles!
You deaf, or you just dumb?
It's called concentration.
- You wanna concentrate on pleasing me? | - By doing what?
Guy stuck in the hills in a dead Cabriolet. | Want to go fix him up?
- Nope. | - No?
- How about I take that 930? | - You're a dreamer.
Do yourself a favor. Get in your car. | Go out there and pick him up.
He owns the place. | Give yourself a little job security.
How about some gas money?
You got a sense of humor.
You a car thief?
Malcolm sent me.
I know. I'm just joking. I'm Ted Varrick.
Bill Ayles.
- How you doing? | - Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you. You're the new guy? | - Yeah, I just moved up from San Diego.
What's wrong?
If I knew what was wrong, | I guess you wouldn't be here, right?
Right. I'll take a look.
- Fixed many of these down in San Diego? | - A few.
Gonna have this car raced?
Not professionally.
You oughta pick one up for yourself.
That's what I keep telling my loan officer.
You let it out much?
As often as possible.
Hold this for me, will you?
Sure.
That should do it.
Fire it up.
Nice work.
I'm thinking maybe | I should take it for a test spin.
Just to make sure.
Just to make sure.
What do you think?
Yeah?
Sounds okay.
Just to make sure, | why don't you open her up a little bit.
- Faster. | - We're doing 65.
Then there's plenty left, right?
Go on. Do it.
I should have warned you | about that hairpin back there.
No problem.
It's kinda like you said. | It's good to let it out, right?
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