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You're a strange girl.

Be a man for once.

Take care of that sum-b*tch.

What are you waiting for, you sissy?

You and I need to talk.

Time to wrap things up.

Know what I mean?

What's on your mind, angel?

You want some dope?

That would be nice.

God!

Is this what you're looking for?

Yeah. It f***ing is!

You get the f*** off me!

Get the f*** off me.

F*** you!

You worthless piece of f***ing sh*t!

Angel.

My angel.

32 Leo street.

Where is that old woman's house?

Hey!

Remember me?

This is for f***ing with my dad!

My goodness.

Good thing I found him.

Have another little nip.

All right.

Poor boy, he's been beaten.

He'll live.

And call me if there's any more trouble, mama.

Bob, leave it be.

You know, I was looking for you today.

For me?

Well, if it was about the housekeeping,

that could've waited till tomorrow.

No, it wasn't about the housekeeping.

You and your late husband,

you, --

you raised two sons,

sheriff Bob and Cameron.

Yes, that's right.

Two big, beautiful boys.

Your family didn't mind all those long hours

with you keeping house for Zachary Niles?

Well, they--

it was a privilege to work for someone

as accomplished and--

and prosperous as Mr. Niles.

And we needed the extra money. Heh.

You, the late sheriff, Bob...

You're like three peas in a pod.

Yes.

Not Cameron, though.

Well, I don't know what you mean.

You truly admired and respected Niles, right?

Yes, of course.

I told you. That--

you had a son with him, didn't you?

What?

How dare you?

I read the letters you wrote him,

the ones asking him to acknowledge your son.

How could you stand for it?

After the way you took care of him?

After the way you felt about him?

It wasn't that simple.

What would people think if they knew what we were up to?

How would they treat my family,

my husband,

my two little boys?

Cameron is Niles' son.

And when Niles handed the inheritance to Ellen,

Cameron realized that he was gonna be cut out

of everything that was rightfully his,

out out...

Just like his mother had been.

You have no right--

deep down, you have to know...

That it was Cameron that killed Niles.

That is not possible.

Zach--

Mr. Niles' death

was an accident.

No, no. No, you're not up

on current affairs, ma'am.

The coroner's office ruled Niles' death a homicide.

Your son killed his own father.

You get out of here.

You get out!

I said leave!

What happened to you?

There. Just like new.

I forgot the salad.

You know what I was thinking about this morning?

Stanley's.

The day you asked me out.

I thought I would never see you again.

Stanley's...

I hope I never have to work in a place like that again.

Why should you?

You're about to be rich very soon.

What's with the drinking?

What exactly did you have in mind for after dinner?

You gonna stuff me in the trunk

like, what's his name?

Edward carney. That's it.

What?

You didn't think I knew who you scored your dope from?

I saw you at the motel tonight.

Yep.

Tell me something, Sarah.

Did you f*** him first

and then kill him?

How exactly did that go down?

That guy is Ellen's dealer.

She owed him a ton of money,

and for some reason,

he thinks I'm the one who has to pay him back.

Well, he's dead now.

Might as well get rid of me next, right?

I assume that is the plan, after all.

Why share the money

with Edward or me? Right?

I didn't even know about Ellen's money

until I found that letter!

So you--

besides, this is your f***ing scheme!

Do you remember that?

You're telling me that Edward carney

didn't have the exact same plan a whole lot earlier?

You're drunk.

That's why you're talking so crazy.

LAPD.

"With respect to your pending investigation...

Please be informed that

the two suspects..."

"...are both wanted for questioning

"in a local homicide investigation...

"...death of Ellen Niles--

heroin-related overdose."

Hello.

Billy.

How you doing?

I've been better.

I know the feeling.

Listen...

Is it possible, Billy,

that, you gave me the wrong DVD?

You know, I wonder what brother Bob would do

if he got ahold of that video?

Now, you listen to me, you two-time loser.

Are you trying to blackmail me?

'Cause I'll wipe the f***ing floor with you.

You think besmirching the late

Zachary Niles' spotless reputation

is gonna put you in good with the sheriff, my brother?

You want me to call the sheriff right f***ing now?

All right.

How much money do you want?

I got $5,000.

Make it 10,

cash, tonight.

Then we'll leave.

Okay. 10, it is.

And you bring that f***ing DVD.

What's up?

Get in.

I just got back from mama's.

Guess who was there?

The boyfriend, Billy.

What the hell was he doing there?

Mama found him in the street.

He got a little roughed up.

Serves him right, the smartass.

Anyway, I got a piece of news for you

that's gonna knock your socks off.

Ellen Niles is dead.

Is dead?

Well, then, wh-who--

Sarah Johnson, Ellen's roommate,

and Billy Brody.

Sarah Johnson's boyfriend.

Heh.

Where'd you get this?

L.A. police department.

Says Ellen overdosed on heroin weeks ago,

and this Brody guy, he did time in jail

for forgery, illegal gambling.

It's all there.

Man! Ha ha ha.

I don't believe this.

I knew something was up with them two.

Bob...

We got another problem.

What?

I can barely talk about this.

Ellen or Sarah...

Whatever the hell her name is gave me this.

They said they--

they found it at the house.

No, this...

What the hell is this?

I mean...

Niles never had no son.

This--this--

it's a forgery.

Take a look at the writing.

You know whose writing that is.

No, I don't know nothin'.

Mama used to spend a lot of time over there.

Don't say it.

I'm that son.

You better shut up.

You don't believe me?

Go ask mama.

My God.

You know...

That man in a black hood in the video,

he looked to be about your size and weight.

You know what? I hope you can spend

that 10,000 before they arrest you.

It was you that killed Niles.

This world is a better place

with Niles absent from it.

Trust me on that one.

And I bet you knew about us all along, didn't you?

Well--heh heh.

I figured it out pretty quickly.

You see, it came over the wire that Ellen had died.

Then you two dumb-asses

show up here with your hands out,

had the whole town in an uproar,

took all the attention away from me.

Perfect timing.

I lived in this shithole my whole life.

This estate is my ticket out.

It's in my blood,

and I will have it.

I tried to be fair to you

and that chippy of yours.

I gave you every chance to run.

Barn door's open.

Did you know that Mr. sly Wheaton

has a legal document

proving that every cent of that estate

was intended for Ellen and nobody else, period?

Did you know

that Mr. sly Wheaton

had an unfortunate setback tonight?

He's not gonna be processing any more documents,

legal or otherwise.

My goodness.

Now...

Did you really think that I'm gonna sit here

and let you walk away with $10,000 of my money?

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