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That's where I'll send you.

What's up, Jay? You got a problem?

You got a problem with me?

I don't got your cash.

So, what you gonna do? Yeah.

That's what I thought, man.

[grunting]

[grunting]

[man speaking indistinctly over TV]

[continues grunting]

F***.

- Oh! God. Are you serious?

- What's up, girl?

Just getting a late morning workout in.

Sit down, make yourself comfortable.

I'm good. You told me to remind you that

Carey Winters is stopping by tomorrow.

So, I'm reminding you.

F*** Carey Winters!

Cat thinks he can come around

whenever he wants

to check up on me like I'm a little boy.

This boy's all grown up!

- That's great. I'll see you later.

- Oh, Brooke.

Do you have $3,000 I can borrow?

I'm 19 and I work here.

Do you know anybody who has it?

- A bank.

- F***ing funny. Get the f*** out.

- My pleasure.

- Hey, Brooke.

I'm sorry I yelled at you.

[inhales deeply, then exhales]

I'm under a lot of pressure.

[woman] I have a big family that loves

to eat. That's why we shop at Organix.

They've got low prices

and weekly specials.

All of their food is sourced

from local farmers.

Brooke, could you be a princess

and go tell Chester to come in here

and see me, please?

Organix.

They're not just a name, they stand by it.

- Danny wants to see you.

- Why?

I don't have that money.

- Then you and Chris are fired.

- No.

No, no, no.

I'm selling my car in half an hour.

It's yours. That's all I've got.

All right. That'll do in the meantime.

- Where you been?

- Chris.

- I've been texting you for an hour.

- We need a... Okay.

I just had my car stolen, man.

- What? Who'd wanna steal that bucket?

- I don't know. He didn't give a reason

before he forced me

to be an accessory in a drive-by.

We gotta get out before Danny sees me,

so, let's go.

Before we do that,

I got something

I know is gonna cheer you up.

Con...?

I can't go to a concert right now, man.

I just lost my car,

all my... All my stuff.

- All my stuff.

- No, no. Listen. I bought us real tickets.

And we're just...

We're not gonna go to Brazil right now.

How did you get money for the tickets?

Don't worry about that.

These are paid for.

Yeah. Fine. F*** it, let's go.

- I love you.

- Whoa, okay.

Wow.

Okay, we get the joke.

Don't be homophobic.

Huh.

[knocking on door]

I'm working. Go away.

[knocking on door]

F***.

Danny.

Long time. How are you?

Ah. Mr. Winters.

What, are you a germophobe?

- A little. Little bit, yeah.

- [laughs] I like it, I like it.

You never know who's

carrying around hepatitis, right?

Yeah. Listen,

I'm sorry to drop in on you like this,

but they changed my itinerary last-minute.

I just got off a plane an hour ago,

- came straight here.

- I wasn't expecting you till tomorrow.

It's a bad time?

Yes.

[both laughing]

[Chris] Buy a shirt for the concert.

- You look like sh*t.

- [Chester] I don't understand

why we can't just go back

to your brother's place.

'Cause Johnny's gonna murder me

when he sees me.

Luckily I've had this shirt

in my trunk for the last two years.

- [Chester] Mm.

- Ooh, ooh.

Oh, try this.

Thrift stores smell like giving up.

I imagine this is

how the set of Girls smells.

- Smells like Johnny Depp.

- These kids will wear a T-shirt

about not doing drugs,

then do drugs while wearing that shirt.

That shirt makes you look

like Jared Fogle.

Thanks. I'm nowhere near

as good-looking as that guy.

- Take that off.

- Yeah.

[Carey] Listen, I'm gonna be here

for the next two weeks.

Make sure things run smooth

at our new Silver Lake store.

But I'm thinking maybe I can steal

some secrets from you,

teach them how to run a good business.

What do you say?

- Oh, by all means. Be my guest.

- [knocking on door]

- Hey... Uh...

- That would be...

- Oh. Come in.

- I didn't mean to interrupt.

I have those tallies for you, Danny,

- but I can come back later if you're...

- No, no, no. Brooke. Oh, no. Stay. Stay.

I'm sure Carey wants

to see how we do business.

You are damn right I do.

By the way, uh,

Brooke just broke up with her boyfriend,

so, now she's single, cha-ching.

Lay it on us, Brooke.

Registers One and Two are even.

Register Three is 50 cents over.

Register Four is

820 dollars and seven cents under.

- Register Five is even.

- What was that?

Register Five is even?

No.

Register Four.

Chester's register is missing

820 dollars and seven cents.

- I don't have a ride. Sh*t.

- [Chester] Cover my register!

Hey, I'm so sorry.

Our card machine's actually not working.

Eight hundred.

I'll take those tallies.

Thank you, Brooke.

- It was nice to meet you.

- Nice meeting you, dear.

[Danny] Uh...

You want a Kombucha or something?

[Chester] This is Chester.

Leave me a message.

When I said you owe me $5,000,

I didn't mean steal it

from our store, you lazy f***.

We're a high-end grocery store.

I have cameras all over the place

to watch people like you.

Oh, sh*t.

Come on!

Come on.

Erase, erase, erase.

Erase.

Where's the "erase" button on this thing?

[sighs]

F***ing c*nt.

[Greg] Danny. Pick up, pronto.

We need you at the front of the store.

Just give them a refund.

I don't have time for some geriatric

trying to return day-old bread.

F***ing losers!

Man, uh... I should've probably told you.

You're on speakerphone.

Also... these guys aren't old.

Hey, who...? Who are you guys?

We're cops.

[Greg] Wait, hold on. I had my hand

on the button the whole time.

Did you get that, Danny?

These guys are cops.

[woman] What's your relationship

to Jay Morrison?

[Danny] Speak up. It's loud in here.

What's your relationship to Jay Morrison?

I don't know who that is.

You know, a lot of people come in

and out of here all day.

If I started keeping track of him,

that would be considered racial profiling.

We didn't say what race he was.

Anybody can be racially profiled,

all right?

I'm starting

to feel a little victimized myself.

I might call Al Sharpton if this keeps up.

- Million Man March your asses.

- So, you have no idea who this is?

- I don't know who it is.

- We know Jay's your coke dealer.

And I'm confident if we looked

at the surveillance drives

we could verify he was here this morning.

We don't care about you.

We need you to help turn Jay in.

I don't think I can do that.

All right. Would you rather we lock you up

for possession of narcotics

with intent to distribute?

Because I don't have a problem with that.

- Do you?

- Oh, not at all.

Also add on organized criminal gambling,

and you're looking

at 5 to 10 years in prison.

You have by 6:
00 to decide.

You either help us lock up Jay

or two L.A.P.D. officers will pick you up

in a squad car.

Better lawyer up.

I always wanted to say that.

[door opens, then closes]

- Yo what's up?

- Hey.

Where's the money for the tickets?

- He didn't want 'em.

- He drove all the way here

- and didn't want them?

- He said he had to work or something.

I mean, I can't force him

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