Previously on The Riches.
[ Tires Screeching ]
- Sorry. - [ Dahlia ] You wanna pretend to be the dead guy?
You wanna wear his suits and me to be his dead wife?
[ Cael ] Do you really think Dad has a plan?
He stole the money. Ma lost the money.
And now we're here in a dead guy's house.
Y'all aren't in the Witness Protection Program, are you?
I been thinkin' about it, and it doesn't make sense.
I don't wanna put you on the spot.
What is going on?
You're my friend, Nina. I'd never lie to you about that.
I went to Taos, did some spirit shit-- cleaned myself right out.
- And there you met-- - That's GiGi. And she's a dancer.
A miracle happened. I fell in love.
And I married her.
- Doug. - Dale.
We have a lot to talk about, my friend.
We have to do something. Dale came here for us. He's not goin' anywhere.
[ Wayne ] Dale seems to have been here for a while now.
He could have blown our cover at any point, and he didn't. Why is that?
He's Dale. He's working an angle. I don't know.
Doug is a Republican.
His best friend is Pete. Pete's a mortgage broker from Dallas.
He's e-mailed twice about a golf trip. Hello.
- Hi. Is-- Is, uh, Doug here? - Doug who?
[ Wayne ] Pete.
Guess you're probably surprised to see me here, Wayne.
You and I both know you're not Doug Rich.
But everyone here seems to think you are.
Who are you? And where the hell is my best friend, Doug Rich?
Who are you?
Look, don't get upset.
I thought you were my guardian angel.
There's a rational explanation for all of this.
[ Chattering ]
Hey there, little fella.
[ Quietly ] Pow.
[ Man ] Do you see that?
[ Uneasy Chuckle ]
Come on, Davey. Quit playin' around.
Pow.
[ Man ] Is that a real gun? Is it?
Where's Doug?
Bang.
Whoa! Just Kool-Aid! Ho! Ho! There you are.
What's all this I hear about you shootin' folks with guns?
You go back to my office. Wait till I get there.
Don't go postal on me now.
[ Laughing ] Ho!
Got you where it counts, huh?
Uh, he's a good kid. Really.
Who the hell is he? He's-- He's GiGi's.
Uh-- It's a long story. Hugh Panetta.
Hugh Panetta, Pete Mincey-- an old friend.
Um, he's a little depressed, little unstable.
Seems like a freak. Good luck.
I'm not your friend. I understand how you feel.
You fraud. Y-You-- You told me you were a shrink.
I wanted to help you. I don't want your help. I want Doug.
All right.
Can you just give me 30 seconds?
Are you out of your freakin' mind? I've gotta clean myself up.
It looks like someone's hit me with a bat, for God's sakes.
Just wait. I'll be right here.
[ Beeping ]
Baby, I'll be there soon. Nina just came over for some tea, and--
Pete's here. He knows. Skaal krush.
Skaal krush.
I am not some jackass you can all push around!
- I'm not waiting-- - Ho, ho, ho! What's wrong with this guy?
I got a kid here. He doesn't need to hear this shit.
It's all right. I'm-- It's under control.
Do-- Do you wanna know who I am?
Don't give me that Montpierre shit.
I will go in there and tell everyone you're an impostor.
I'm Gene. Gene Morrongiello.
I'm a lawyer, just like Doug.
He contacted me a few months ago. He asked me to do this.
He asked you to pretend to be him? Yes!
I know how it sounds. Go do his job? Live in his house?
I had a million questions, but he paid me to keep those questions to myself.
Why? I... don't... know.
Pete, I just don't know. Life is a mystery.
But what it comes down to was that a man--
a human being-- needed help.
Prove it. Which part?
How do I know you're Gene Morron--
whatever your name is?
I need to talk to him. I don't know where he is.
You said you knew. I mean metaphysically. I know where he's at.
You're lying. You know where he is and you're not telling me.
Either that or something's wrong, and I'd better call the police.
Jesus, Pete! I'm not supposed to tell you this.
Doug told me not to.
He's in hiding. [ Mouths Word ]
I don't know where he is, but I know how to contact him.
And I will take you to him.
Okay?
[ Sighs ]
Get your brother and sister. Get out.
Pete's back. Skaal krush. [ Cell Phone Beeps ]
- What are you holdin' there, Dahlia? - Oh, it's-- Nothin'.
Shit. I'm sorry, Nina.
I don't need your "sorry." Doesn't take a rocket scientist to know somethin's up.
- Look me in the eye and tell me what it is. - I can't.
- Are you in trouble? - Yeah.
- Well, let me help. - You can't. Okay?
Best thing you can do is just walk out the door and pretend like you don't know me.
Pretend everything's all right. All right?
Nina, I love you. Get out.
Which is your car? You can follow me.
What do you take me for, a complete idiot?
I'm going with you. I'm just trying to be helpful.
Why do we have to go back to your house? Why can't we call Doug now?
That is the important question.
I've got to make the call from the home phone.
If I don't, it's a signal to Doug that there's a problem.
If I leave a coded message for Doug from my home phone,
he will know it is clear and he will call me back.
[ Car Alarm Chirps ] Okay?
And then I can talk to him?
That's the other important question.
Doug expressly wished that no one talk to him on the phone, in case it's tapped.
- Forget this. I'm going to the police. - Don't freak out on me here.
Because then we go and meet him. That's what you wanted-- to look him in the eye.
That's what you said.
Gene, there's something about you.
- [ Engine Revs, Tires Screech ] - [ Crash ]
Jesus Christ! What the hell?
Hey.
I am so sorry about that.
That's not a problem, sir.
Don't worry about it. No problem? I scraped up your whole rear end.
- Just get his insurance information. - Listen to the man.
I'm Greg. Greg Buffer.
- How you doin' there? How's your neck? - We gotta go, Greg.
So, uh, don't worry about the damages.
Well, I can't let you go without paying for that rear end.
That would be un-American.
Ah, darn it. I thought I had some cash.
I said it'll be all right! Geez. Your associate's a little uppity here.
Tell you what I'm gonna do. I'm a handyman by trade.
How about I come over, take a gander at your house...
and, well, see how I can help?
We'll barter. Know what I mean?
Well, we're in a bit of a hurry here.
Now is not a good time. Well, then, I will come by tonight,
and we'll work out an arrangement here.
- I'll take a bottle of mochaccino. - Maybe later, Mama.
Ain't you sleepy? It's time for your nap. I'm thirsty.
I made some calls. There's water in your room.
- [ Wayne ] Hello? - I'm thirsty.
Jesus, Mama.
[ Wayne ] Louise?
We have a visitor. [ Dahlia ] Well.
What-What happened to you there, sweetheart?
Oh-- [ Murmurs ]
Pete knows everything.
- What? He knows everything? - The whole arrangement.
Our whole arrangement. Whole enchilada-- everything.
I mean, I told him Doug gave us specific instructions.
He's not to be contacted, ever, by anyone.
Great. Way to go, Gene.
Louise, the man was understandably about to contact the police.
It's okay. I understand.
He wants to see his friend. He loves his friend.
It is understandable, and-- Oh, Pete, honey, we're on your side.
You tricked me. You-You toyed with me. You were never on my side.
Yeah. Go get the number please. Pete, sweetheart,
I'm-- I'm so sorry we lied to you.
Okay? I know you're stressed, and what you need is a beer.
- I don't drink beer. - What you need is a wine cooler. Okay?
[ Mouthing Words ]
I was just-- You don't have to explain.
I know you don't trust us, and I wouldn't trust us either.
Mmm-mmm! Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm!
It's real tasty.
I like-- I like raspberry.
Yeah, well, we only got wild berry mist.
Go ahead. It's good.
Pete, you don't want any of that wild berry shit.
- Yeah, I-I-- I don't care. - I'll fix you a Glenlivet.
I said I don't give a shit!
Now find the number and call my friend.
Okay, Pete, I have the number. Phone's just charging up an extra couple of minutes.
- Won't take me any longer to make you a drink. - [ Sighs ]
- [ Whispering ] Why is this always your plan? - Because it works.
He would be out for a couple hours, which would give us enough time...
to grab our shit, cover our tracks, get the hell outta here.
We are not giving up.
We are not cutting and running. Oh, yeah? What do you propose?
I have another plan. What is it?
What is your plan? Well-- It's developing.
Now. It's germinating.
Just-- I can cool this guy. You give me enough time, I can cool him.
Don't go for the roofie yet.
Wayne, he wants to see his friend.
He wants to see dead Doug. How are you gonna give him that?
- Phone's ready. - I don't need the blow by blow.
Yes, you do. You need to absolutely understand what is gonna happen here.
I am gonna call in to a voice mail system.
You cannot talk. You cannot make a sound.
If he even suspects that someone else is in the room, he will not call back.
He will not make contact with us. Do you understand?
There's an important set of rules that have to happen here.
Can you do this? [ Exhales ]
Now, there is a code.
The code is a song...
that I must sing to the phone.
It's what Doug wanted.
- Absolute silence. I will make the call. - [ Cell Phone Beeping ]
* Amazing grace *
* How sweet the sound *
* That saved a wretch like me *
* I once was lost *
- * But now I'm found * - [ Snoring ]
* Was blind *
* But now can see **
- [ Beeps ] - What happens now?
Now we wait.
So, how long do we wait? How long does it take for Doug to, you know--
Make contact?
Well, it depends.
'Cause one time,
it only took him an hour to call us back.
Right, honey? True.
Though, another time, he almost took two days.
Look, I-I-- I like you guys.
I'm a trusting person. It's my nature.
I-I mean, I'm a messed-up person, but I--
No, no, no, no. Don't say that about yourself.
You're not a messed-up per-- [ Clicks Tongue ] We're all messed up.
What's wrong with being trusting?
I myself am the exact same way.
Now Gene here-- he don't trust a soul.
You tell me somethin',
you open your heart to me, I'm right there.
You and me are a lot alike, Pete.
So, how long do we wait?
It's like when you love someone...
and you go out on a limb with them.
And then they take you to heaven or they take you to hell.
And sometimes you can't... tell the difference.
Yeah, but how long do we wait?
We don't know, Pete. Your guess is as good as ours.
Uh! If he doesn't make contact tonight, I'm calling the authorities.
If he doesn't call tonight, I'm calling the authorities.
And we will get them to call you.
- Call me? - At your hotel.
[ Sighs, Scoffs ]
Oh, Pete's not going anywhere, Gene.
No. Pete's here till the bitter end. Aren't you, Pete?
- Are you hungry, Pete? - As a matter of fact, I am, Louise.
Well, okay.
- Do you play Scrabble? - I don't.
Hey, why are you folding those? We're not even taking them.
- It's important, Cael. - What's important?
How we leave things behind.
Hey, Sam, what are you doin'? We need your help.
- I have to finish my homework. - Sam, this is it, okay?
Skaal krush. I'm not going anywhere.
- I'm a conscientious objector. - You're a wha--
You don't get to be a conscientious objector.
You didn't talk to him about this yet, did you? I can't do it, Cael.
I mean, look. He works on this thing every single day.
You have to talk to him. We can't leave this here. We have to paint over it.
He's not gonna listen to me. I need your help.
It's gonna crush him, Cael. We don't have a choice.
You don't know that. There's still hope. Dad's got a plan.
No, there is no plan. He has no plan.
He just finished singing "Amazing Grace" to a dead guy.
And as far as I get it, we're waiting for the dead guy to call us back.
Mom knows what's going on. Mom's got a fridge full of roofies, Di.
Come on. How sophisticated a plan is that?
What in this situation is hopeful, Di?
I have a right to hope, Cael.
You can't take that away from me. [ Sighs ]
Biscuit? I don't like biscuits.
Louise, the man doesn't like biscuits. Do we have any bread or crackers?
I don't eat carbs. I'm on a diet.
I usually just have a protein shake. I should've told you that.
What about just having some mac and cheese? Mac and chee--
The mac and cheese-- it's all carbs.
Don't you know the difference between proteins and carbs?
What the hell, Pete? Live a little.
I would like a protein shake or some kind of protein substitute.
I don't have protein substitute.
This is a biscuit. God damn eat one.
[ Sighs ]
Jesus! No wonder Doug's in hiding.
I made it. It's part of me.
I'll tell you a secret, Lamar.
Things, people--
they're around a lot longer than we think.
Life takes from you.
It's taking right now,
yet it's still there,
underneath.
[ Snoring Quietly ]
[ Quiet Scoff ]
I hate to wait. Sometimes I--
I feel like that's all I do is...
wait for something that'll never come.
Oh, it'll come, what we're all waitin' for.
- She means death, Pete. - Wh-Why are you telling me death will come?
I-I'm not waiting for death. Don't take it personally.
No, no, b-but, you know, all I said was that I hate to wait.
And-And you tell me I'm gonna die?
She's putting it in perspective. Waiting's not so bad when you compare it with death.
- That kind of thing. Things like that. - Yeah.
- You ever read the Bible, Pete? - The Bible? Yeah.
Not every word, but-- The Bible talks a lot about waitin'.
There's this one line that says,
"Those who wait shall inherit the earth."
Very famous line, very powerful line.
And I believe it to mean patience pays.
- I thought it was the meek. - What about the meek?
Who inherit the earth.
No. Uh-uh.
No, the meek inherit shit, Pete.
- Meek never inherited nothin'. - [ Chuckles, Clicks Tongue ]
You been a victim of a crime, Louise?
I've been victimized.
Twelve times I've been mugged in my life.
Wh-Which made me realize-- [ Coughs ]
there are two kinds of people in this world--
victims,
and there are criminals.
Well, what about people who watch?
What about people who try to help?
What about the people...
who do the C.P.R.?
Oh, Pete, what's wrong?
[ Sniffles ] People in your life--
You-You think you know them.
You-You count on them. I know.
You count on certain rules to live by,
a certain order to depend upon.
"And how could Doug do that?" you ask yourself.
Who leaves a house? Who leaves their life?
And I mean, wherever Doug and Cherien are right now,
no one knows them there.
No one cares about them.
They are without a soul, without a name,
without an identity.
[ Crying ] God! I just miss him so much.
Oh, shh. Pete, it's okay.
Look, Pete, wherever they are,
you've gotta believe they're happy there.
Like you can speak for Doug?
People are mysterious, Louise.
I think, for Doug-- You don't know Doug, Gene, so don't speak for him.
I think, for Doug, the difference between who he was...
and who he wanted to be...
was maybe more than he could bear.
[ Sighs ]
- Pete, are you okay there, sweetheart? - I'm-- No, I'm-- I'm just--
I'm just-- We have a bathroom.
No. [ Chuckles ]
For the love of God, Pete, go relieve yourself.
I mean, what are me and Louise gonna do,
hightail it up into the hills the three minutes you're in the john?
We're gonna be right here, sweetheart. It's okay. You can pee.
[ Sighs ] I'm so crazy.
Of course I can pee.
Back kitchen, take a right.
I'll-I'll just be a minute.
What the hell are you trying to do? It is over.
I am through torturing this poor man. I'm goin' for the roofies.
No, it is not over. You've gotta think big here.
Oh, no, no, no. I am tired of thinking big.
It is time to think small. [ Sighs ]
Oh, would you snap out of it? No, no, no, no, no.
No, I've got it. What-- What are you talkin' about?
Go get Cael. Get him to dial the house phone.
[ Phone Rings ]
[ Rings ]
That's him.
What'd she say?
I'm supposed to follow Dad and be his shill.
Great, but what's the plan? I don't know, Di. I'm following orders.
Maybe we don't have to leave and I don't have to put all this shit in the R.V.
Don't start thinking like that. You remember what happened in Houston.
- We gotta be ready to leave on a dime. - Hi there.
[ Di Di ] Hi. Lotta garbage.
Yeah. Yeah, we really love garbage.
It's a bad habit, I guess.
Not even garbage day.
- What happened in Houston? - Nothing happened in Houston. - Oil refineries.
- Babies. - All right.
- Let's get this shit to the R.V. - Oh, what R.V.?
Listen, kiddies, I've seen your R.V. I know where it's parked.
So I can either call Security and get into this whole...
"takin' out the garbage on non-garbage day" business,
or I can come with you and help.
[ Quietly ] Can you handle her? I gotta go.
[ Di Di Chuckles ]
[ Pete ] Damn it, you should've let me pick up the phone.
[ Wayne ] Don't you understand? We made contact.
Three rings is a code. Three rings means he's ready. Do you understand?
Okay, you wanna do this? Well, it's just--
Do you wanna do this? Do you wanna go meet your friend?
We-We're driving? You wanna walk?
Well, it-it's just-- It-It's dark out.
And I really-- I-I hardly know you.
Pete, that's the point.
You hardly know Doug. We hardly know you.
Anyone hardly knows anyone.
What Louise means is just relax.
I mean, trust us. For God's sake, we trust you.
[ Sighs ] You're right.
I'm being silly again. Yeah, you are.
You peed in the toilet. We're all still here, ain't we? Right.
Come on. Doug's waiting.
Where are you taking me?
Doug will only meet in a remote spot.
[ Knocking ]
[ Murmurs ]
Hey there, Mrs. Rich.
Can I come in? No.
I wasn't really askin'. I was just bein' polite.
Well, come on in then.
- You want a beer? - Sure. Thanks.
Ho-ho. [ Clicks Tongue ]
[ Chuckles ] Look at you.
Livin' in this fancy house, but you can't give up your Travellin' tricks.
I don't know what you're talkin' about. What did you slip in there?
Go on. Have a little sip. You don't wanna get on my bad side.
What do you want from us? They kicked me out-- our family.
Took all my money. All they left me was Daddy's pickup truck.
You look like you're doin' fine to me.
"Fine" is far from it, sweetheart.
Well, what do you want from us, Dale?
You know what I want from you, D.
[ Clicks Tongue ] But aside from that,
I'll take a piece of your pie.
I mean, seriously, what is your angle?
- There's no angle, Dale. - Bullshit. What is the con?
I got part of it figured out-- fake name, phony I.D.
But this house-- how did you score this friggin' place?
And the lawyer gig-- how is Wayne spinnin' that?
- Why don't you ask him? - That is what I'm plannin' to do, Mrs. Rich.
He's... busy.
He ain't gonna be back for a while.
I got all night.
Do you want me to use a coaster?
Doug? Doug!
Doug, it's me! It's Pete!
Doug! Doug, where are you?
Doug, it's me! It's Pete Mincey.
Doug.
Where are you?
Who sent you, Pete?
Wh-Wh-What are you talking about?
[ Dale ] So how you been, Mrs. Rich?
What, you're not talkin' to me now?
I'm just tryin' to live my life here, Dale. I am trying to be neighborly.
Well, neighbors come and neighbors go, so why don't you go?
I told you Wayne is not gonna be back here for a while.
And I told you I am willin' to wait.
I know what you are. I know why you're here.
I-I-- I'm Pete. Pete Mincey.
You tell me who sent you, or I will put a bullet in your skull.
Gene, I-I swear to you, I have no idea what you're talkin' about.
Just tell me! [ Whimpering ] Please don't hurt me.
[ Bird Call ]
[ Owl Hoot ]
Hoo-hoo! Hoo-hoo!
Caw! Caw!
Hoo-hoo! Hoo-hoo!
Caw-caw!
[ Cell Phone Beeping ]
[ Beeping Continues ]
Look! Look! I-It's from Doug.
He-He's saying I'm innocent. Look at that.
Doug! It's me! It's Pete!
Where are you?
Doug!
Where are you?
Doug! He's gone.
Gone? He's afraid.
- What are you doin'? - I'm gonna call the cops, say I got intruders in my house.
Your jailbird ass is gonna call the cops on me?
- You bet. - Uh-huh.
I'm Mrs. Douglas Rich. I'm married to Mr. Douglas Rich.
I ain't afraid of local cops. Are you?
All right.
Don't get your panties in a bunch.
I don't mean you any harm.
I think what y'all got going here is beautiful.
This Edenfalls, it's a heaven on earth.
You're wrong, Dale. Ain't heaven on earth.
Would you go, please? Not without a hug, Cousin.
[ Breathes Deeply ]
You tell that husband of yours I'll be back around.
You okay? No broken bones?
What did you mean-- who sent me?
What the hell is going on here?
I understand you're upset.
I will explain. I trust you now.
Your friend Doug-- he witnessed a murder,
a brutal execution that no one should have to see.
He was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
But he wanted to do the right thing, so he went to the police.
But the trouble was, it was an inside job.
Some bad cops wanted him gone, so Doug and Cherien-- they went on the run.
This is where I come in.
Through contacts, they hired me...
to make the world believe that I was Doug Rich--
to lure these bastards in so I could give them what they deserve.
Poow.
That's what I do.
I'm what they call a "mechanic," Pete.
I'm a trained killer.
It's my job.
I have to travel ready for anything.
Sometimes the weapons get pretty basic.
It's a job.
Now, I know the truth is difficult to swallow.
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.
Doug's life is in danger. He has to remain hidden--
from everyone, even from you.
You understand?
Do you understand?
Now, I'm gonna put you in this car, drive you back to your car.
And then you go north... and you forget this ever happened.
And you wait for Doug to contact you in his own sweet time.
Now, can you do that, Pete?
[ Clasps Shoulders ] Good man.
[ Exhales ]
[ Warning Tone Chiming ]
What is that?
Shit. Nothing. Let's go.
Are you bleeding? No, it's--
Don't. It doesn't matter.
[ Gasps ] What?
It's a water gun.
It's a goddamn water gun!
You goddamn liar!
You lunatic! What have you done?
Wow. Look what the cat dragged in.
[ Grunts ] It almost worked.
"Almost" does not count, Wayne.
[ Pete ] Where--
Lisa. Hi, sweetheart. It's your Lisa.
Come on. You want a little wine cooler?
I don't like wild berry-- [ Gasping ]
Oh. Yeah, you do. You do. [ Mumbles ]
You like it. Okay. [ Gurgles ]
Okay. Got about an hour.
[ Di Di ] Oh, thank you so much, Nina. I got it from here, okay?
[ Nina ] Nonsense.
Look, Nina, this is all just kinda private.
Okay? So was my sex life till a week ago.
You know, I have no idea what all of this is.
- It's, uh-- - Wow.
So this is where y'all live.
No. No, Nina, we live in the house next door to you. You know that.
I mean, this is where you come from.
No. Nina, we come from Tampa.
You know, I just-- I have no idea who's been in here.
It's just, uh-- No! Don't touch that!
[ Whispering ] You people are really somethin'.
- Nina, this is not what you think. - I'm sure of it.
I just mean that it-- It's not what it looks like.
Okay? Nothin's what it looks like, hon.
[ Clatters On Floor ]
Wayne, Cael, we gotta go. [ Silverware Clatters ]
[ Cell Phone Ringing ]
It's Hugh. We don't have time for Hugh.
I gotta answer. He's calling in the middle of the night.
Hey. Hey, man. Can we talk?
What? Hugh, it is 4:00 in the morning.
Don't tell me no, Doug. Please don't-- [ Clears Throat ]
Please don't tell me no, Doug.
- Okay. - She kicked me out.
- She locked the doors on me. - Wayne, we gotta go.
We had this fight. I said some stuff. I called her names.
- I hurt her real bad. - [ Cael ] Dad!
Pete is not dead. He is asleep. We do not have all day.
She said I was the saddest person she ever met.
Said I had no heart.
She didn't mean that. She was upset. We are headin' out.
She'll come back. Yeah-- I don't know.
Uh, hey, man. Can you come over? I need you.
[ Crying ] I mean, I'm sittin' here tellin' you I need you.
You're my best friend in the world.
[ Laughing ] Okay?
You're my only friend in the-- in the world.
[ Sniffles ]
I'm on my way.
[ Phone Beeps, Snaps Shut ]
- Are you both okay? - Yeah.
Oh, dear Lord. What happened to you?
I won't ask.
Oh, Nina.
I won't tell. I know.
I just wish--
Wish I could come with you.
Nah, you're better off here.
Am I? I just wish I had the guts.
You do have the guts.
We gotta go, Ma.
I'll be here... if you ever need a helping hand.
I'll be here.
Mr. Rich?
[ Muffled Pounding ]
Mrs. Rich? Everything okay up there?
[ Muffled Shouting ] Please! Help me!
Please! Somebody help me!
Somebody open the door!
[ Pounding ] Please! Help me!
[ Pounds, Shouts ]
[ Gasping ]
You're...
that guy in the truck.
Yeah. I'm a handyman.
- Where we gonna go? Mexico? - I vote Canada.
- It's too far, Di. - What do you say, baby?
Wherever we go, we gotta go right now.
Mexico it is. Sorry, Di Di. I could do with a margarita.
[ Engine Cranking ]
[ Cranking Continues ]
[ Engine Cranks, Dies ]
So, this, uh, Doug and Cherien--
the Riches?
You've known 'em for years? They're real?
Or they were. [ Inhales ]
And these people, whoever they are--
they took over their lives.
Information like that you could really hold over somebody's head.
You could use that to get some serious green.
You mean blackmail them? Mmm.
Are you out of your mind? I don't want money. I want my friends!
I gotta go to the police, have those two arrested.
I have to find out what they've done with my friends.
Oh, my God! What-- What am I doing here?
What's wrong with me? They're getting away as we speak.
No, they're not goin' anywhere.
You don't worry about that.
- Distributor cap's gone. - Shit!
Great. What the hell are we gonna do, you guys?
- It's gotta be Dale. - That guy's probably awake by now.
No, no, no, no. It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay 'cause, um-- 'cause your dad has a plan.
[ Mouthing Words ]
Yeah.
[ Scoffs ] Great.
- I gotta go. - Hey, Pete.
Let me come with you... to the police.
What, are you gonna walk, Pete?
I mean, I'm just a handyman, but it seems to me...
that the right thing to do here is to help.
So let me drive you.
I got a car. You don't.
Okay.
Thank you.
Yes, drive me.
I'm sorry. I'm not myself.
Who is? [ Scoffs ]
You comin'?
[ Grunts ]
[ Groans ] Oh, God.
Yeah, Pete. I'm comin'.
Let's go for a little stroll.