- Previously on "Dirty John"...
- Well, Trey, he's my easy one.
He's in commercial real estate.
I don't worry about Trey.
- There's not a whole lot I can do.
What I have is a bad guy with a bad history
who hasn't actually broken a law in Newport Beach.
- Possession of a gun by a felon.
John's a gun guy?
- This is my fault that you-- that you lied to me?
- I'm an addict. The drugs explode me.
They make me lie, they make me cheat,
they make me steal.
I lied about me, about my past...
but not about you.
[PA beeps] - Cardiology...
[speaking indistinctly]
Cardiology...
- Hey, Denise. - [chuckles softly]
- You were out. - Yeah. [groans]
I sleep when Dad sleeps.
Which has basically been the whole time I've been here.
How was your flight?
- Eh. Had a baby crying from wheels up to wheels down.
The whole way. Not even exaggerating.
- Ooh, I'm sorry.
How long is Tonia gonna let you stay this time?
- It's not exactly like that.
- What does that mean?
- Well, when the person you're married to blindsides you
with being a liar and a cheat, the only thing left to do
is get a divorce.
- My God, I am sorry.
- Eh. - Not for her, obviously.
I mean, I don't even know her.
I'm glad you're here, anyway,
even under these crappy circumstances.
- So how's he doing?
- He's still eating.
I mean, not right now, obviously.
- For real? - Hmm?
- So he could have a few more weeks left?
[PA beeps]
- Mm-hmm.
- Dad.
Dad.
Dad?
- Are you kidding me?
Kidding me right now. - What?
- I get here every day at the crack,
before the nurses turn over, even,
and nothing for days.
You swan in here like Prince Johnny,
and suddenly, he wakes.
- Hey, who wouldn't want to show up for this?
[stomach growling]
Oh, my-- is that your stomach?
- What? I haven't eaten breakfast.
I've been waiting for them to do the rounds,
which they still haven't done.
- Well, the person who actually knows what the doctors
are saying is here now, Denise, so you can--
you can go get something. - Mm, okay.
- He's ready. [door snaps open]
[distant chatter] [monitor beeping]
- Give him a shock one more time.
Stand back. - Charge, 200.
[device whining]
- Everybody clear. - All right, clear.
- Shocking. [device clicks]
- Asystole. Bagging.
- What happened? - Yes, sir.
- Hey, come here. - Oh, my God.
- How long has it been since the last one?
- They said he was hanging in there.
They said he still had time. I don't--
- I know, I know.
They can never really know for sure.
[dramatic music]
- Still no response, Doctor.
- I see no changes. - [crying]
- I'm gonna call it. Time of death is, uh, 12:43.
- [crying]
[Manuel Toledo's "La Campana [Vox]" playing]
♪
- Hey, Johnny, you look worried.
You worried?
[woman singing Spanish]
Honestly, you got no reason to be.
You got a glorious family history of this kind of stuff.
Cosa Nostra blood, all the way back
to the top dog, right?
To Albert Anastasia. Lord High Executioner.
♪
You're that kinda guy too, Johnny, I can already tell.
♪
- Okay, we got a chile relleno. - Mmm.
- Taco special.
Anything else for you gentlemen?
- [sighs]
No, I think we're good. Thanks.
- All right. Buen provecho.
- Gracias.
♪
So you ready?
♪
Let's get this done.
♪
[coughs]
- What the hell is that? Mother of God!
What the hell kinda restaurant is this?
My kid just ate some glass!
♪
- Ronnie just told me you moved back into the penthouse.
Did you?
- Yes, I did. Um--
- But I thought you were trying to hide from John.
What if he shows up there?
- Well, I--you know, I just decided I--I don't want
to be scared anymore.
I'm just not gonna be afraid of him.
And--and I wanted to go home, so...
♪
So I'm home.
- Okay, well, if you're sure.
- I'm sure, but I love you for checking on me.
- I love you too, Mom. - All right, honey.
Have a good day. - Bye.
♪
[knocking]
[lock beeps]
♪
- Hey. - Hey.
- Good morning. - I brought you breakfast.
- Thank you.
- They had the egg bagels this morning.
- Oh, my favorite.
Did you get something for yourself?
- Oh, no, 'cause I've got my staff meeting this morning
and, you know, they always order those croissants
from Pandor, so I'm gonna save myself for that.
- All right. - You feeling okay?
- Uh, yeah.
Let me get you a coffee or something.
- No, no, I--'cause I have my meeting.
It's okay, John. It's okay.
Thanks.
- I've been, um, doing some research.
I found a couple of lawyers that are promising.
And I know you have to go to work,
but can we just talk for a minute or two?
- Um... - Please?
- Yeah.
Um...
- I...
I feel like I'm in a holding pattern right now.
And we talked about all the things that I need to do.
Right? To move forward.
But the truth is I can't.
Until I stop.
I can't have excuses anymore. I can't.
I wanna do better, but without it.
I want to be free of it. I want to clear my name.
I want to do all the things that I said I would do.
I want to make you proud.
That's what I want.
- I want that too.
So as a doctor, you-- you think this is okay?
You s--you support it?
- Honestly, the greatest real danger of cold turkey
is risk of relapse because you're going from 60
right to zero without developing any muscle memory
for the future.
But for someone driven, really committed,
not easily rattled...
it can work, I've seen it.
Even long term.
Even for people who are completely alone in the world.
- Well, if, you know, this is what you really
want to do...
- If things start going south, we can always just call 911.
- Well, before you do anything,
I'm gonna give you a physical. - Oh, come on, Doc.
- Yes, I just told your wife you don't have
any underlying conditions, and I'm gonna triple-check that
now so we can all rest easy. Get a move on.
Between you and me, okay?
- Mm-hmm.
- I see a lot of people-- loved ones--
who have that look you have. That thousand-yard stare.
[dramatic music]
You've been through the ringer.
And now he's saying he's ready to change and you don't know
how to feel.
Confusion, anger, uncertainty, doubt.
None of those are wrong.
And you don't have to stop feeling them
to help him do this.
You're allowed.
And you're also allowed to not help him at all.
♪
- You're supposed to be cleaning up.
- I'm tired.
- Okay, but you can't not do anything.
- It's my job, Denise. It's just for allowance.
And it's not like he ever checks.
- You should still do it.
- Why?
I did some and then I stopped.
- You got your squeeze ketchup bottle with water in it.
You got your Polaroid camera. You got your friend Laura.
- Lara. - Lara.
You give a little squirt of water,
get the floor nice and wet, Lara takes a little slip
and fall, you take a quick pic of the damages,
Dano's cousin, Chuck, takes the case,
he sues the supermarket for damages,
we all have a merry goddamn Christmas.
So, how did we do out there, kids?
Can Dano's ugly mug eat out of those ashtrays?
- Yeah.
- Oh, what?
- John was reading comics at the bar.
- Yeah?
So, you mean, he just let you do all the work while he
sat back and relaxed?
Well, here's 20 for you.
And 20 for you.
- Why does he get the same-- - And actually...
That's 10 for you, tattletale.
All right.
I'm gonna get something to eat and go to the movies.
- What about school? - School's for dummies.
- Are--are you okay? What can I--What can I get you?
I have electrolytes. I-I brought bananas.
Okay, I'll get that.
[dramatic music]
- [breathing heavily]
- Oh, God, you're soaking wet.
I'm gonna put a towel underneath you.
- [gags]
♪
[choking and gagging]
[coughs]
[groaning]
♪
[shouting]
- Oh, God.
It's a cramp. - [groaning]
Let go, you bitch!
[grunting]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. - It's okay. It's okay.
- [grunting]
- 160 over 110. - I need another ice pack.
- You need to call the ambulance, John.
No, 160 is solid.
It isn't a hypertensive crisis yet.
No, what if they shoot me up?
What if they shoot me up in the ambulance or at the hospital?
Okay?
If it gets over 180, you can call.
Just give me another ice pack, please.
♪
[breathing heavily]
♪
[gargling]
[spits]
- Here, let me help you.
♪
- You don't look at me the way you used to.
♪
- Hey.
♪
- I'm on to, like, my tenth cracker.
Half a banana.
- Oh, my--oh, my goodness. [laughs]
♪
You did it.
♪
- You proud of me?
♪
- I'm proud of you.
[cell phone ringing]
[ringing continues]
- [groans]
[ringing continues]
Hi. Hi, honey.
- [crying]
- Oh, no! What happened?
- Jimmy and I, we broke up. - Oh, oh, honey.
Okay. Oh, I'm sorry, hon.
- He's moving out so I-- I have to move out too.
Which is, like, fine because
I don't even want to be here anymore!
- Oh, honey.
Well, so--so what are you gonna do?
You gonna-- - I don't know.
I just wanna come home.
- Uh... uh...
- Can I just stay with you?
- Well, here? - Please?
[crying indistinctly] - Okay, okay, okay.
Yes, o--of course. Yes, you can.
You can come-- you can come stay here.
- R-really? - Yeah, yeah.
- Okay, I love you, Mommy. - Aww. Love you too, honey.
[knocking]
[relaxing music playing]
- Hi. - Oh, hi, Cash.
Mm.
♪
- And I'm just like,
"Why didn't you say something before?"
Because here's me, like, going along thinking
that we're fine.
- Oh, that must've been such a shock.
- Mom, you need to stop interrupting me.
- S--I'm sorry.
- I just need to focus for a while on healing
and growth and my identity
as my own person.
- That sounds great. That sounds--
That sounds like a great idea. - Yeah.
It's fine for you to work from home, right?
♪
- Oh, uh, why would I work from home?
- Because I--I need you to do that thing
from when I was little where you would scratch my scalp.
- Oh. - With your nails.
- [chuckles] - When I watch TV.
Yeah, I was thinking about it and crying this morning.
- Oh, come here.
♪
- Is there any more hot chocolate?
I think it's, like, kind of cold.
- Oh, yeah. I think it's--
- No, no, no. Just stay here.
- Okay.
♪
- Where are you getting this from?
- It's accepted wisdom, kiddo. This is how it is.
- Yeah, well, how is it that everybody gets to stay up
till midnight on Saturdays? - Everybody?
Everybody who? - Literally everybody.
- Oh, everybody like Ariana? I got news for you, kiddo.
Ariana's mom is a box who wouldn't know if she was home
or on the moon, Saturday or any day.
- You know what?
Why do you even care about this anyway, huh?
"Rules are meant to be broken." [car horn honks]
[tires squealing]
- [yelling] - Oh, my God, John!
- [groaning] - We need an ambulance here!
- Oh, my God, is he okay?
- Hey, get out and call an ambulance, please!
- [groans] - Hey, Johnny, hey.
Listen, baby, you go call, okay?
You go call. Make the call now!
You, go! - [groans]
♪
[groaning]
- Go!
- But Herman, I-- - Lily, dear.
I know what's best for my little boy.
And after you come back in here,
I guarantee you I will have the whole thing solved.
- Here. - Thanks.
- Excuse me but, uh, are we going someplace?
- No, we aren't going anyplace.
But I'm running away from home.
- How's the leg?
- Itchy. Kept me up all night.
- Hey. Listen.
He's always gonna need money.
He's always trying to get money and he's never gonna stop
trying to get it.
But you don't have to help him just 'cause he asks.
All right? Please.
Johnny.
He's gonna ruin your life.
[door bangs open] - Whoo!
It is hot as Hades out there.
I'm thinking, hassle Dan into inviting us over to his place
for a swim.
Hey.
Oh, right, you can't swim with that thing, huh?
Boy, that'd be a lousy move, us to go swim while you're
laid up all crippled here, huh? [chuckles]
Yeah, we need our own pool. Then we'd be talking.
- Want me to break my other leg?
- I'm sorry?
- Get eaten up by cannibals.
I didn't find any cannibals that are that hungry.
[laughter]
- Denise, I also would like some soda, please.
Thank you.
- Your legs aren't broken.
- Uh, excuse me?
- [laughs]
- Hey!
What the hell's going on in this house today?
- Well, I guess there's nothing left to do except--
[beeping]
- Hi.
Sorry, I told Terra we could watch a movie and then I just
got started so late. - It's all right. It's fine.
- Oh, what's the matter? You okay?
What happened?
- [sighs] I dunno.
It's--it's Ruby's birthday today.
- Oh. - My youngest.
- Yeah. - She's 11.
- Oh. - I know.
- Oh.
- Yeah, I woke up this morning and I'm like,
"It's her birthday and I can't stop thinking about her."
- Yeah.
- I miss them so much.
- Would you ever maybe just call them?
- Tonia probably wouldn't even let them talk to me, you know?
And they're too young to know my side of things.
- Yeah.
- I dunno, just being here and being clean,
just makes me think of things differently
and feel things differently.
It's--it's really intense today.
Like, all these feelings and thinking and thinking.
Just makes me realize a lot of things.
- Mm.
- How I love you so much.
- Mm.
Mm.
- Sorry. - It's okay.
[door shuts closed]
- Mom? - Oh, hi, honey.
- Where--where-- where did you go?
- Wh--what?
- I--I, like, came at, like, to talk at, like, 1:00 a.m.
and you were gone. - Oh.
You couldn't sleep?
- Wh--where were you?
- I--I couldn't sleep.
So I was, um-- you know, it's just--
- Are you seeing him again?
Are you?
- Terra...
He doesn't have anybody.
[dramatic music]
♪
- Ronnie said that she and Toby told you everything
they found out about him and that you found out
a ton of stuff on your own. - Mm-hmm. I did.
I did, yeah.
♪
- Uh, okay.
- It seems like it's just not as simple as--as...
♪
When we were thinking about all those things.
♪
And I--And I--I still have a lot of questions, you know?
I mean, he's got a lot to prove.
And I--I--I don't know.
I don't know if he's gonna be able to prove it or not.
But, um...
♪
He's asking me for a chance.
♪
I took a vow, you know?
I said, "For better or for worse."
♪
And this is the worst.
♪
But he knows. He knows it is, you know?
He got off drugs with the doctor.
And he's trying to find a lawyer who's gonna
clear his name, you know, from all these things
that he's connected with that he didn't do.
♪
- So--So that's it? He can just...
♪
He can just clear his name?
♪
- I don't know.
[laughs] I don't know.
♪
He says he can.
♪
He's my husband, you know?
And he's saying he wants to change.
And I just...
♪
I want to believe....
♪
You know, the part of him that says that he wants that.
♪
'Cause I guess I want that too.
♪
- Um... [clears throat]
♪
I'm--I'm gonna go back to my bed.
♪
Good night.
♪
- Good night-- good night, sweetheart.
I love you.
[gate buzzes]
- Hey, Denise.
Sorry.
The guys in there said 20 minutes
every 20 minutes for the last, like, two hours.
- I brought a travel coffee mug.
I'm fine.
[dog barking]
So, should we, uh, go visit your parole officer right now?
- No, we just have to go sometime in the first, like,
24 hours. We can go tomorrow.
- Okay.
I swear you're the only person I know who comes out of jail
looking more handsome than when he came in.
- Prison, not jail. But thank you.
Oh, man.
I was scared I was gonna come out here
and you wouldn't be here.
Or decided not to fly all the way to Ohio.
But you said you would. And it's you.
- Of course. And you're welcome.
You'd do the service agreements,
collect the rents, clean the laundry,
keep it stocked, minor repairs and maintenance,
keep the trash picked up. Not too tough.
Now, ordinarily the park manager,
they bring their own RV, but you'll use this one.
And you'll be the very first person who has.
And also the truck out there, it's--it's not new,
but it runs like a dream.
I'd rather drive it than my actual newish car.
I think you'll love it.
[sighs]
You're still young.
That you keep trying, that's what matters
and not how many times you have to.
- I'll do it. Whatever you need me to do.
I'll do it. - Great.
Just don't pretend like you don't love that I have to.
- Don't pretend that I what? - Nothing.
Thank you.
- Course.
You're welcome.
Hey, aren't you excited to be back in California at least?
- Yeah, and I'm never leaving again.
- I mean, it's basic, but it's pretty nice, right?
- Yeah.
Yeah, it's--it's nice.
And they take dogs? - Mm-hmm.
Yeah, they definitely do.
- Oh, uh-huh.
Oh, well, you know, you can see the,
you know, mountains over there, that's...
Oh, you know, honey, you don't--
you don't have to move out right away.
You know that, right? - Oh, I know.
But if I don't get the doggy hotel job
then I can't move out anyway, so...
- Well, okay.
But, you know, it's nice, I--
It's got a nice bedroom here.
This is spacious.
- Do you remember Justin?
- Justin who hit you with his car, Justin?
- Yeah, well, it wasn't on purpose.
He was high.
- Yeah, I know, honey.
- Uh, anyway, he lives in Costa Mesa now, so...
- Oh, he does? - Yeah.
Yeah, he's a service manager at some, like,
German car dealership.
Like, for four years. - Wow.
- And he married the girlfriend that he started dating, like,
right after me and-- and they have a baby.
And they have a condo. He's--he's good now.
Like, he turned his life around and he wanted to change
and he decided to and he just did it.
You know, it can be done. People can do it.
If someone has a purpose, like, maybe that--
that purpose is love.
- Yeah.
Maybe.
Yeah.
Hmm.
- So where's he living now? - I don't know.
I just know that they're not back together, so...
- So, what?
She's just, like, talking to him?
And sneaking out to go visit him and, like,
paying for him to live?
I'm happy we cleared that up.
- Why are you mad at me?
- I'm not. Yet.
- Okay, well, if you wanna know why she told me and not you,
that's why.
- Mom didn't tell me because she knows that if she said
the words, "I'm seeing John again," to my face,
that I would burst into actual flames.
- Oh, uh, Veronica? - Hi.
- Sorry to interrupt.
Uh, did you happen to talk to those people?
- Yeah. - Oh, and good.
Did you send them the-- - Yesterday.
- Good. Um, do we know when--
- Yes, I followed up with them this morning.
And yes. - Wow.
[both laughing]
Oh, this is my sister, Terra. - Hi.
- She just moved back from Vegas.
- Terra. - This is Dr. Meier.
He's one of my bosses. - Oh.
- You need a job? - Uh--
- Because if you're half as good at sales and logistics
as Veronica, you're hired.
[all laughing]
- No, she doesn't. And she's not as good.
[clears throat]
- Okay. - It's true.
[schmaltzy music playing]
- He's a drug addict, apparently.
John.
But he's--he's clean now and she helped him go cold turkey
and--and it was hard and gross.
[sharpener buzzing]
Can you stop doing that? You're not writing anything.
- Well, can you stop talking about gross, poor John, Terra?
I don't care at all.
And I'm happy it was hard for him.
Thank God. - [scoffs]
I just feel like even the worst person has to have moments
where they will do anything not to be who they are.
And if someone cares for them and is there for them and--
and will forgive them and wants to help them,
then--then it can happen and they might actually change.
♪
- You and Mom, you guys have the biggest
hearts for the smallest of things.
Sometimes I wish I was more like you guys.
♪
But I'm not, so...
- Terra? - Yeah?
- Wanna go to brunch?
We could do a little last-minute, you know,
roommate brunch before you move out.
We could go to that new place-- the place, uh,
over by the pier that has the bacon flights.
- Um... [clears throat]
I'm--I'm going to Trey's for brunch.
- Oh.
Oh, is it--is it just you and Trey and the kids, or...
- Uh, everyone. Basically everyone.
- Oh, I didn't know.
Do they know? Did--did you tell them?
- Well, I-I, uh, told Ronnie, but she probably told everyone.
- Mm-hmm, yeah.
Well, I wonder if this might be a good opportunity
to talk about it with everybody and, you know, maybe...
clear the air or whatever.
- Maybe, yeah. Yeah.
- Well, I could drive you over and we could, you know,
we could just see. - Okay, yeah.
I'm just, like--I'm not done yet, so...
- Yeah, I'll go--I'll go change.
- Yeah. - Okay.
[indistinct chatter]
[doorbell rings]
- Hey. - Hi.
- Hey.
- Be just a minute, if you wanna head down.
- Yeah, yeah.
- Hi, honey. - Hi, Mom.
- Hey, Cash. - Hey, honey.
- Hi.
- I brought those donuts that the kids love.
The one with the designs on them, so...
Hi, Veronica. - I like this.
It's really cute.
- I get better shopping, I guess.
But it's new. - That's great.
- [laughs] - I like that.
- Where is everybody? Where are the kids?
- What are you doing here, Mom?
- I wanted to see my family. I wanted to have brunch.
- You weren't invited.
- Oh. - Look.
- Yeah?
- It just would have been better if you'd have
called first, you know?
- Well, I didn't know I had to call.
I just wanted to see everybody.
- Are you really gonna act like you didn't think this
was gonna be a thing?
- Why would it be a thing, Veronica?
- John, Mom.
- Look, Mom, obviously we don't know what's really going on
between you and John and you're an adult.
You should live your own life. But I'm an adult too.
And I'm not gonna lie to my wife or my kids
in my own house.
- Oh, I would never want you to lie.
- Well, pretending I don't know about John,
what he's done, the things he's said,
that's lying, Mom.
That's lying by pretending I'm okay with it.
I'm not. - Oh, I know.
I--I wouldn't want you to pretend.
I really--I just--I really do want to talk to you about it.
- No, you don't wanna talk about it, Mom.
You wanna do whatever you wanna do.
- That's not true, Veronica.
- And then you just wanna come here and have, like,
sangria with everyone and act like nothing is going on.
Like no one did whatever they could to help you get away
from this guy and that you're just right back with him.
- I'm not right back with him. - Yes, you are.
- No, I'm not, Veronica. - Are you talking to him?
Are you seeing him? Are you paying for him?
Are you defending him? - I'm not defending him.
- Yes.
- It's more complicated than that.
I am not, if you would listen to me,
for once in your life.
[door slams]
- Trey... - [sighs]
- I-I really do wanna discuss this with you because
it's such--it's such a complicated situation.
- I'm sure, I'm sure. - And I'm not--
- And, look, I hope you get whatever it is
you want out of this, for your sake, I really do.
But I have to be honest with you.
I am never going to let John near my family, okay?
- Okay.
- 'Cause whatever he is, it scares me.
- I-I understand that. I do.
And, you know, I'm never gonna do anything
to put my family in danger.
I mean, you all are the most important thing to me.
There's nothing more important to me than my family.
You know that.
- Yeah, I do know that, Mom.
I still think that it'd be better if you left.
- Oh.
[melancholy music]
Trey.
- I'm sorry, Mom, please.
♪
- Okay.
♪
I--okay.
Will you make sure that the kids get their donuts?
♪
- I mean, I've been through my own version of this.
Being shut out by my own family.
I can imagine what Ronnie's been saying.
I mean, I know how she feels about me, but still.
It must be so hard for you. I'm just so sorry.
♪
- I just can't imagine life without my family.
[sobbing]
I just don't know what I would do.
♪
And I--And I keep trying to figure out how to fix it.
And I just don't know how.
I don't...
♪
I don't know how to make it work.
♪
- Maybe we should end this.
♪
Right? I mean, you think about it.
I'm--I'm the cause of all your problems.
♪
Everything that's happening is because of me.
♪
Maybe I'm just being selfish trying to make this work.
I mean...
♪
If I left and we never saw each other again,
I mean, it would hurt, it would hurt for a long time,
but maybe it would just fix everything.
♪
- I don't want that.
♪
- Okay.
[dramatic music]
- Mango papaya with a protein pickup.
- Mmm, thank you.
[upbeat bell music]
Mmm.
Have a good day.
- Bye.
♪
- Hey.
What are you still doing here? You're never here this late.
- We have a problem.
- Okay.
♪
- [laughs]
- Someone's been calling the service over and over.
Constantly.
- Like a prank call?
- And asking for you.
♪
Well, sometimes they ask for you.
Other times they just leave you a message.
And they're upsetting messages.
Uh, sexual. - [giggles]
- And also, uh, suddenly there are a lot of one-star reviews
on the website that mention you.
Not all by name, but--but even the ones that don't,
uh, it's pretty clear it's you they're talking about.
So, uh, do you have any idea who's doing this?
I mean, could it be, um...
[sighs] Is it someone you know?
♪
Well, you need to make them stop.
♪
And until you do...
♪
We're gonna have to let you go.
♪
Fix this, please.
♪
I really hope that you can.
♪
- I'm really sorry.
♪
- [giggling]
♪
- Denise. Hey.
- Dave, how are you? - Ah.
- I'm sorry we didn't make Linda's party.
I just... what?
- I, uh...
- Sit. - Damn.
Um, okay.
Y--I'm just gonna tell you.
So...
Your brother.
♪
- What about him?
- See you, Charlie.
- He parked his truck-- which I guess is your truck--
outside the bar on 111, and he waited
for some drunk person.
- What drunk person? - Not relevant.
Anyone. Didn't matter.
And so this woman comes out, three sheets to the wind,
and she gets in her car and pulls out and...
[steel crunches, glass shatters]
[tires squeal, horn honking]
So anyway, he hired me, and I got him a good settlement
in court for totaling your truck.
And now he is suing me for malfeasance
so he won't have to pay me.
♪
- I don't know what to say.
I am so sorry.
- No, uh, I'm the one who's sorry.
♪
Also, he said a weird thing one day.
Just kind of tossed it off.
Something about "his RV park."
But it's not his, right?
Or is it?
Because I thought it was yours.
♪
[dogs barking]
♪
- [laughs] Come to slum it, Your Highness?
Hmm?
- What are you doing telling the Department of Real Estate
that this lot is yours?
Telling the tenants you own it now?
Not to mention, you transferred the title of the RV.
- Well, when you think who really does the work
around here and who's entitled to what...
- Are you kidding?
Who the hell do you think you are?
I can't believe you.
I have always been on your side.
All I have ever done is try and help you,
and this is how you repay me?
- You call this help?
You're a bank.
You lend on a schedule, you rack up interest.
- If I was a bank, John, and you tried to do this to me,
you tried to steal from me like this,
you would go to prison.
[ominous music]
♪
- Are you threatening me?
♪
- [sighs]
- Really?
You--you sad, sad...
[sighs] You're so pathetic.
Yeah, and you always have been.
Yes, you have.
I'm the one who's always been there.
So whatever I take, I've earned
for putting up with you for so long.
♪
- [sighs] I want you gone.
Tomorrow.
And when I come back, you'd better be out of here.
- I wouldn't come back, if I were you.
For real. Okay?
- Okay.
I'll get a court order and I'll have the sheriffs come
and put you out. - Sheriff.
Here we go. Once a rat, always a rat.
I knew it. - A rat?
- Yes, a rat. - What are you?
Some pseudo-gangster like Dad now?
- You're gonna find out what I am.
Yeah, you better watch your back, Denise.
All right? 'Cause you're my project now.
I'm gonna make your life hell for as long
as you still have one.
Get out. Get out!
- [breathing heavily]
♪
[chatter echoes indistinctly]
- Give him a shock one more time.
Stand back. - Charge, 200.
♪
[boom echoes]
[monitor flatlining]
- We need to switch out...
- They said he was hanging in there.
They said he still had time. I don't...
- I know.
You can never really know for sure.
♪
- You know you did great, right?
♪
[laughs]
You--you ate some damn glass,
and still that manager didn't wanna fork over.
Finally had to show him his own wedding ring,
ask him if he wanted his wife to pay for his mistakes.
[laughs]
♪
Remember that one.
♪
Rest of it comes natural to you.
You're loyal.
You don't follow rules just 'cause they're there.
♪
You don't let anyone take advantage of you.
♪
If they try, though, you take care of them
with a stick.
But you don't get back at them.
♪
You get back at their family.
♪
[keys rattling]
[engine turns over]
♪
- [sighs]
[dramatic music]
♪
[drawer opening]
♪
[quietly trembling]
[eerie music]
♪