The Keeper Page #3

- Well, listen.

You got surveillance cameras here

that don't work.

You got direct line of sight

into your windows.

I don't know much about your staff.

If you let me set up your security

the way it's gotta be...

and you listen to everything I say...

So we have a deal?

I'll bodyguard Nikita for you.

I'll make sure nothing happens to her.

Thank you. I knew I could count on you.

- Yes, sir.

- Now, let's get you settled.

Could you take this for me?

Thank you.

Baby, there's somebody here to see you.

Who's this?

You don't remember Roland?

Um... Roland.

Oh, my God! How are you?

- How have you been?

- All right. How about you, baby?

- Good.

- Now, we need a replacement forJorge.

- Yeah.

- And, hell, Roland's practically family...

- and an expert at these types of things.

- Right.

What do you think?

If I say yes,

does that mean I get to leave the house?

- [Vehicle Approaching]

- Yeah?

- Yes, ma'am, you do.

- Okay.

Um...So, Roland,

would you get me a cup of coffee?

Oh, right away.

Would you like a massage too?

Nikita, he's not your servant. You need to

treat him with the respect he deserves.

L... I do respect him, Daddy.

It's just that, um, thatJorge

used to bring me everything I asked for.

I understand. Jorge was her bodyguard.

- We lost him in the ambush.

- I see.

- We were all very close to him.

- Mason.

- Hey, baby.

- Daddy hired a new head of security.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

- Roland, meet Mason.

- Hey, man.

I'm financing his boxing career.

And judging by the winnin' streak he's on,

it might just pay off.

- Guess what this means, baby.

- What?

- I get to go out again.

- Oh, really?

- Yes.

- Well, come on.

- I wanna show you something. It's a surprise.

- Okay.

It was nice to see you.

- [Laughing]

- [Roland] Gonna be a lot of work.

Well, if I'm gonna do this,

a few things are gonna have to change.

Of course. You have complete autonomy.

And Victor's very loyal.

- He'll do everything you ask. You're the boss.

- [Chattering, Laughing]

[Nikita]

Ooh, can we go out? Can we go out?

- Hey, listen, you're not gonna drive this car.

You understand?

- Can I drive it?

Roland, the inventory's arrived.

Is that everything?

- Looks perfect.

- Good.

- Thank you, man.

- Very well.

Hey, Niki,

I got a little something for ya.

Yeah. You see here?

I have plenty of necklaces.

Listen, you ain't got one like this.

You know why? It's a transponder.

It's kind of ugly.

Turn around. You know what that means?

That means wherever you go,

I can find you.

That tickles.

What's the matter? Don't you like women?

- I love women.

- Nikita.

- What?

- Come on. Get a move on. We're waitin' for ya.

- I'm coming.

- You're the boss's daughter.

[Mason]

Come on. Get a move on.

- You look good. Is he comin' too?

- Yeah.

Yeah, he's comin'.

[Beeping, Whirring]

####[House]

There you go, sweetheart. Keep it.

Who's that white guy over there?

Him?

Jason Cross.

Very powerful man. Very dangerous.

Very dangerous. Should I be scared?

You? Maybe not.

- You have a good time, all right?

- Come on, buddy.

I'll be up in a little bit.

Go easy on him.

Here. All right. Let me try that.

[Snorting]

[Exhales Sharply]

Get your som' b*tch over here.

Aw, sh*t.

Y'all are gonna get me in trouble,

you know that?

####[Continues]

Mason. I need

to talk to you for a second.

- What, right now?

- Yeah, right now.

Hold that thought.

You son of a b*tch, you.

- Oh, this guy.

- Mason.

You know I'd never ask you

to do anything you didn't wanna do.

But I'd like you

to consider something for me.

Think about your fight plan.

There's plenty of this for all of us,

if you know what I'm talking about.

Mmm. That's some good sh*t. Take it easy.

Watch the boy.

Don't let him get into any more trouble.

You know, I got kicked out of Boy Scouts

for eatin' brownies.

[Mock Laugh]

You are so drunk.

- What are you doin'?

- [Man] Aw, come on. Are you serious?

You guys are dressed

like loin cloth-wearing Vikings.

- But by all means...

- Right, and you love that.

- Oh, my God. What?

- I'm not ready to go.

- What do you wanna do?

- I wanna stay.

- You wanna stay?

- What, you didn't hear her?

F***in'stuck on stupid?

I'll tell you what. Why don't you go park

the car and meet us around back.

Matter of fact, go to the grocery store

and get some chips.

- I wouldn't do that if I were you.

- Do what...

[Yelling]

Let him go!

- [Man] Better get security.

- Oh, God.

Hey! Hey, Nikita! Where you goin', man?

Hey, what'd you do, man?

Those are friends of mine. You know that?

- Those are friends of mine!

- Back off! Okay?

There's no excuse for the way they act.

None.

- Unbelievable. Where are you goin'? Huh?

- [Elevator Bell Dings]

- You're goin' with him now?

- Yeah. What are you gonna do about it?

- I'm leaving.

- That sounds great. You two have fun.

F*** it, man. Let's go. Come on.

[Nikita] No, Daddy. Mason's getting

arrogant and out of control.

- And I'm just so sorry that

I wasted all this time with him.

- Nikita...

Daddy, he's in love with his fame, not me!

But he's no different

than any other guy his age.

Men who get too much too fast

always make idiots of themselves.

I wish that Roland would have

knocked him on his ass as well.

What?

Did you just smile?

What?

Yeah. Looks good.

Where's the ex-cop?

- Always the detective.

- Yep. Where is he, Victor?

He's in town.

He needed some medicine from the pharmacy.

- You wanna talk to me about the fight at the bar?

- Fight?

People from L.A. What can I say?

Ballistic nylon. Advanced stuff.

He's a smart guy. Knows a lot.

You better watch him.

If he becomes a problem,

you and your boss will pay the price.

I'll let him know.

Yeah, you do that.

[Victor]

Escort him out.

- What, you think I forgot about you?

- I have some questions.

- About the kidnapping attempt.

- Yes, sir.

Mr. Wells has a lot of enemies out this way,

most from past business dealings.

- Why else would he need you?

- Well, the thing of it is, we're just friends.

And, uh, I feel like

I can help him out a little bit.

You know, with security issues and stuff.

We both were cops together.

- Things like that.

- Well, he's not a cop anymore.

Well, neither am I.

[Chuckles]

Your friend's involved

with some rough people.

- Like Cross.

- Yep.

They've had dealings in the past

when Conner's father ran a business.

- He sees an opportunity.

- Let me ask you something.

What do you know about Cross?

He's organized,

and I believe he's a violent separatist.

You know, he believes

whites and Mexicans shouldn't mix.

[Chuckles]

Crazy.

We've been after him for years,

but, hell, nobody will talk to us about him.

Listen. You wanna help your friend...

and I want Cross.

I don't know.

Maybe we can help each other here.

Now, you see,

that's what I'm talkin' about.

Both cops tryin' to help each other.

Man, let me know what I can do.

- All right.

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