Slow Hand Snowfall

There are thousands of soldiers

waiting for me to deliver supplies and weapons.

You really think you're the guy to step into this?

How badly does the Director want this war funded?

Do like we said, walk in and out like you own the place.

This programme contains scenes of sexual violence and very strong language.

We can't just wait around for him to kill us.

-What you got in that bag?

-Nothing.

Well, I guess you ain't no one-hit wonder after all, is you?

Take that fucking backpack.

HE VOMITS

HE COUGHS

CAR HORNS BEEP

MUSIC PLAYS: I Can't Go For That by Hall & Oates

MUSIC DISTORTS

Yo, youngblood, they fuck up your shit already?

I saw you talking to them.

You be really careful about what you saying, now.

Be real easy to set me up.

You a smooth talker, but you don't know shit about business.

You poach customers, you're going to get blowback.

I imagine your connection won't be too happy about that.

Question is, what are you willing to do about it?

Who are they?

And why in the fuck would I tell you that?

Because I'm asking you.

Nicely.

I tell you who they are,

next time I buy, you be real nice to me. You feel me?

Uh-huh.

Lenny and Ray-Ray.

Lenny and Ray-Ray.

They hooked up?

Western Tribe. Ask around.

You'll find them.

Happy hunting, baby.

AEROPLANE ROARS OVERHEAD

I liked the other place better.

Me, too.

Oh, no, that's fine. Yeah, just go right ahead...

These are decommissioned?

Well, no, I just lifted them from the armoury.

You think anyone's going to notice?

They're decommissioned.

They're on their way to destruction at Anniston.

How did you...?

I'm going to redirect a smaller shipment, call it an error,

and this batch is just going to...

That seems like a lot of work for some guns.

You didn't tell him?

You getting it now, kemosabe?

No deal.

Whoa, what?

I don't want any weapons that can be linked back to the US.

Do you have any idea what I went through to get these fuckers loose?

I'm sorry that Logan wasted your time.

Oh, no, man, you're wasting my fucking time.

Hey, give us a minute.

OK?

Wait.

This was the only way to get rocket launchers.

And when some New York Times reporter comes down there

to write about the conflict,

traces those serial numbers back to El Toro,

and then to that fuckwit,

whose name do you think he'll sing to get out of it?

-No-one's going to check the serial numbers.

-I did.

Well, how are we going to fight the communists

if we don't have any fucking weapons?

OK...

You have a problem with the serial numbers?

Yeah. And the crates.

OK. We'll repack them.

Once we get them down there, I'll have my guys grind out the numbers.

Problem solved.

AEROPLANE ROARS OVERHEAD

OK, before we go, you and I, we get power tools,

we grind the numbers out ourselves.

Then we take them down.

Just us?

Do you have any idea how long that'll take?

Pedro, does Hector have kids?

I told you not to use this shithole. Fucking ants!

-They're everywhere...

-Can you focus, for once, please?

The only way to keep your father's eyes off of us

is to kill one of these five.

Make it look like they took the money and ran.

So does Hector have a family?

Yeah, but Hector's a bitch.

My father'll be happy to think he did it.

-So he doesn't have kids?

-No, he's got four of them.

They'll all be better off without him.

Ya dije, no families.

OK, then Ron's out, too.

-Tomas o Enrique?

-Tomas.

-Why not Enrique?

-Because Enrique works security.

He just did six years for manslaughter,

and Tomas is a delivery boy.

HE SPEAKS IN SPANISH

Just tell us when it's done.

By myself?

Why not?

You already killed someone, the reason we're in this fucking spot.

I didn't have a choice, ese

You don't have one now.

Where's my hot comb?

Lorraine, did you take my...? Who took my hot comb?

I'm telling you, woodpeckers got an extra-big heads for the pecking.

-For real?

-What's up, y'all?

Hey, Franklin.

And that's why you a peckerhead!

-What's up, man?

-Oh, Franklin!

How you doing, huh?

-Hi, Marla.

-Oooh...!

Whooo...

Oh.

Now, who dotted your eye?

-I hope you ain't out there scrapping.

-No, ma'am.

Just caught an elbow playing ball.

Aw, he lying.

You shut your mouth, boy.

No, this one here got his head on straight.

-See, you might learn a thing or two from him.

-Yeah, all right.

Yeah, all right.

Hello, dude.

Yeah, all right!

Know about someone lying, don't you, just like your daddy?

You know about that, don't you?

Look like you been up to some shit.

-MARLA:

-Clean up this house! I'm sick of this house looking like this!

-Hey, that never would've happened you had me there.

-Fuck, man!

Oh, sorry, man. My bad.

I was going to hit you up after a couple of runs.

-Once shit got real.

-Guess shit's pretty real now, huh?

And you got to hand over all that money?

Shit, I got you. How you want to handle it?

I thought you might know somebody.

Well, they ain't going to work for free, homie.

Yeah.

METAL GRINDERS WHIR

Urgh!

Vete a la gran puta!

It's going to take forever!

My people are waiting. We don't have time for this shit.

The sooner we get the numbers off,

the sooner I can vet the customs guy,

the sooner we can go.

POWER TOOLS WHIR

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Er, speaking.

Er, sir. What? When?

Are...you sure? In LA?

You... Er, no, no, no. Erm...

I'll take care of it. Thank you.

Hey, I got to take care of something. I'll be right back.

ENGINE STARTS

-You all right?

-Yeah, just a headache.

-How much further?

-Right here.

Watch out, watch out!

Knock him down. Knock him way down.

Kill him, JJ.

Beat that ass.

Beat that ass.

Come on, put that work in, bro.

-Hey, beat that bitch.

-You trying to run, motherfucker?

-Now, bring that ass over here.

-Get him, get him.

-Kill him, JJ.

-That's what I'm talking about.

-Look at him run, look at him run.

-Nah, you ain't going nowhere.

Fuck him up, JJ! Come on. Fuck him up, JJ.

Beat that ass!

Damn, man!

Leon Simmons, huh? Little Leon.

I ain't seen you since Wayside.

Kept in solitary for scrapping with the Cholos.

They was always trying me.

Yeah, you try that shit in Tehachapi, nigger.

They'll eat your ass for a snack, homie.

CHUCKLING

Fuck y'all want?

You want to make some ends?

Look, something got took and we need to get it back.

-What they take?

-It doesn't matter.

Well, then, roll up outta here, nigger. You up.

Hey!

Who it is done the taking?

A couple of hustlers.

Lenny and Ray-Ray.

-Lenny drive a Cutlass.

-Yeah, Lenny and Ray-Ray.

Small punk motherfuckers, man.

All right, let's roll.

-We was just hoping you could tell us where they at.

-Oh, yeah?

You take shotgun, Little Leon.

Leon's my name.

Yeah, you got it...Leon.

CAR STARTS

Hey, can you do that one or this?

Yes. Keep it there.

Hey. Hi.

Look at this.

-Look at this.

-Hi.

Wow.

Hi!

Oh, my God!

-Hey, he got so big.

-Yeah.

Hey. Wow...

Yeah, I know. It's a good colour.

Hey, buddy.

Erm, I think that this one is supposed to be us.

Yeah.

He's really talented.

-How was the flight?

-Oh, long.

Did you give Mom a hard time?

No, he was great.

he stared out the window. Barely made a sound.

He slept.

-Really? Wow.

-Mm-hm.

-You don't get that from me.

-I know.

But I kept the barf bags very close by, just in case.

I...

SHE CHUCKLES

Wow...

You look good, Teddy.

I feel good.

I'm sorry... you didn't get my messages.

No, that's my fault. I've been running around.

Yeah, and the rest of my week was shaping up to be kind of quiet,

it seemed like, if we were ever going to do this, then...

Jules, it's wonderful.

Mm.

Oh...

I was trying to get the AC going.

Oh, yeah, it's kind of been on the fritz.

But, er, it cools off at night.

Actually, there's this, er, this park. We should go.

Does...? Does he like trains or...?

Of course.

But you're not busy?

No. Nothing that can't wait.

I thought you said you were running around crazy.

No, no. I didn't say "crazy".

But you're not doing Iranian traveller debriefs.

What did James tell you?

He said quite a lot without actually saying anything. You know?

I suppose that pretty much says it all.

Mm-hm.

So...?

What's going on out here, Teddy?

-They both live here?

-Nah, just Lenny up in there.

How you know he got the cash?

Oh, trust me, Lenny got your shit, homie.

Cos Ray-Ray's a bitch.

Hey, what's the plan?

-HE COCKS HIS PISTOL

-All right.

What the fuck you doing?

-Urgh!

-Hey, Lenny!

Open up the door, homie.

I got your little bitch out here.

Hey, Lenny!

Man, what bitch you talking ab...?

Put your ass down.

Grab the extension cord, homie.

I got you.

Tie his ass up.

Fucking bitches!

Stop moving! Put your arm up!

Yeah, just like that, huh?

This little punk again, huh?

Back for more.

I thought we fucked you up before, huh?

HE LAUGHS

HE TURNS THE ENGINE OFF

DOOR OPENS

BIRD SQUAWKS

DOOR CLOSES

MEN SPEAK IN SPANISH

CONVERSATION IN SPANISH CONTINUES

-HE SUCKS IN HIS BREATH

-Huh?

-Si?

-Delicioso.

Come, come, come.

MAN CHUCKLES

KARVEL HUMS

I smell bitches in here.

Sticky thieving-ass nigger.

What's the fuck wrong with you, Jheri-curl-looking motherfucker?

HE HUMS

You HTB?

Y'all to the kerb asses need to get the fuck out of here.

Where's my money, man?

-Up your momma's pussy!

-KARVEL LAUGHS

Hey, Frank, I can't find nothing.

Cos, dumbass, I don't keep no fucking money here.

Ever.

Oh, no! Fuck this shit!

Hey, are you some stupid Frankenstein humming motherfucker?

Stop eating my shit!

-What you say to me, homie?

-You heard me, motherfucker.

No, I don't think I can hear you from way back there.

-Come a little closer, then.

-Here? Say that shit again.

Fuck you...!

-Fuck me, huh?

-Mm-hm.

Keep talking.

Hey, look.

Hey, now we both can hum, homie. Go say something.

Keep humming!

-MUFFLED NOISES

-You find anything?

Hey, now, what it is we looking for?

Hey, what we talking about, man?

Just a couple grand.

-How much?

-A couple of grand.

This dumbass keep his hoes all over the place,

and them bitches steal anything, nigger.

But you...

You all alone, homie. You ain't got nobody, huh?

Where the fuck them ends at, fool?

MUFFLED NOISES

Hey, I got another song you will like, though.

HE BEGINS HUMMING

HUMMING CONTINUES

Hold up!

-Let me at him for a second.

-No, talk time is over! Just bust his ass!

He can't tell us a damn thing if he dead.

Goddamn, you soft as baby shit, bro.

All right, you hear that?

You got some old soft-serve ice cream ass niggers with you, bro.

HE CHUCKLES

I want some old cupcake niggers, man.

Hey, you don't like me eating your food, huh?

Fuck your janky-ass food, homie!

Nigger, fuck this shit!

Go back to Boys Market, nigger! Fuck this shit!

It ain't got to be like this.

Yeah, homie. Fuck all this shit!

Janky-ass place.

I'm going to kill you, nigger.

You want to end up dead, man? Huh?

Over what?

A few bills that you jacked off of me?

I'll fuck all this shit up!

PLATES SMASH

Just give it over.

Learn how to clean your house, fool.

You see that, man?

You next.

Where's my money?

HE SPITS

KARVEL CHUCKLES

Yeah.

TRAIN WHISTLE TOOTS

It's not that funny.

You don't even like to take Aspirin.

OK, this doesn't require me actually taking any cocaine.

I think he's really enjoying this.

Yeah, he likes being in motion.

Teddy...

It's a rich white man's drug. You know?

It's for celebrities and spoiled kids.

-Tell that to the coroners in Miami.

-That's not going to happen.

Not here. Not if I'm controlling who's buying and who's selling.

You know?

This could turn the entire tide of the war.

OK, as a colleague, I can kind of grasp that rationale.

But it's a little unnerving that you won't at least acknowledge

how crazy this is.

Look, I get the faintest whiff that something's off, and I shut it down.

Walk away. This... It's not even going to come back to the Agency.

It's not just the Agency I'm worried about.

OK, it's not going to come back to me, either.

It's not just you I'm worried about.

OK, let's just say, for a moment, that this is even possible.

Have you considered what running something this dangerous

will do to you?

Mentally?

Come on, that's...

I'm fine.

I'm in a much better place now.

Yeah, because you've been laying low.

But what happens when this thing ramps up? Which it will.

You don't remember Tehran?

Why do you have to put yourself in this position?

Because it's important.

Because...the country is asking me to do it. I just...

I mean, I thought that's what we were doing here.

Yeah, I guess it is.

TRAIN WHISTLE TOOTS

Go.

Go and make your call.

It's fine. Really. Go.

Er...

-It'll just take a second.

-Mm-hm.

He really is getting so big.

-PHONE RINGS

-Hello?

Hey, how's it going?

It's going to take me days, if I have to do all these myself.

Where the hell are you?

Listen, I just... need a little more time.

How much?

I'm not sure, but I'm going to try to get back soon.

Anything else?

Er, no.

Great.

Y'all been here all day, man.

Yeah. You ain't find nothing?

I promise you it's not up there, homie.

Man, I told you.

He ain't going to give up on nothing. Wake up, homie.

Franklin...

The money's got to be here.

-KNOCKING

-Lenny!

Come on, let's get it, bro!

I want to roll the Fox Hills Mall and pick up some Staceys!

Come on, bro. They going to sell out. You in there?

Let's go!

BANGING ON DOOR

Lenny!

This a bitch.

I'm out.

Ain't no time for this shit. Man, move.

You don't like my humming, huh?

Argh!

-Argh!

-Fuck, you like my humming now?

Breathe, nigger.

HE GASPS AND GAGS

HE COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS

Stand, nigger. Where the money at, homie?!

Urgh...

Ah...

Argh! Argh!

Where the fuck is my money?

Fuck you!

Argh, fuck!

Fuck this. Shit.

The fuck you doing?

-Shut the fuck up!

-Fuck off of me!

Argh...! Shit!

Shut your ass up!

-Get the fuck off of me!

-Fuck up me!

Get off! Urgh!

You don't know where the money at, huh?

This is fucked.

Urgh!

You're kidding me.

He's a pinche maricon.

So is it done?

No.

Why not?

Didn't want to.

-You couldn't take them?

-You could have waited till he was alone.

Dije - no families.

Pinche maricon, you should have just taken both of them.

It wasn't right, carajo.

Or maybe I should just go to my father.

Tell him you killed Max.

Great.

You want me dead?

Do it. Right now.

-Yeah? You don't think I'll do it?

-Unbelievable.

-You don't think I'll do it?

-Stop it!

It should be Enrique.

No, I told you, Enrique's a killer.

I'll do it, Lucia.

Pero, you're both going to be there.

Watch it happen.

Ustedes listo.

-Get the fuck off of me!

-Fuck your shit!

-Shut your ass up.

-Get the fuck off me!

Shut your ass up!

What the fuck you doing?!

Shut your ass up!

SHOUTING CONTINUES

He's killing him, man.

SHOUTING CONTINUES

LENNY CRIES OUT AND GASPS

CRASHING AND THUMPING

Shit...

What?

He... He ain't killing him.

He... He giving it to him.

LENNY CRIES OUT AND GROANS

ENGAGED TONE

Not what you were hoping for?

Is he out?

No.

I don't know. It's been a huge day for him.

He'll be OK.

You should go, Teddy.

No, it's OK.

Er... Hey, you hungry?

There's this great Mexican place.

No.

I'm telling you, you should go.

Go do what it is that you need to.

Erm, let us stay the night here and then we'll be gone in the morning.

Wait, what?

What?

You don't have to do this.

-Do what?

-This.

This thing that we do where you tell me...

..what you think I want to hear instead of telling me the truth.

OK.

Er, what's the truth?

That we were stationed together and it was...

It was fucking great.

It was romantic and exotic and I got pregnant.

And instead of telling me you weren't ready,

you told me you loved me.

Because...I do.

I love you. I love both of you.

I know.

And I know that being sent to LA wasn't your choice.

Yeah, that's right, it wasn't my...choice.

But now you're making the choice to dig in here

and be a part of something that I can't support.

OK, look, I think that you're making way more of this

than it's going to be.

Teddy, I think you are making way too little of it.

Look...

..I have money.

I have plenty of support. We'll be fine.

We are fine. We're fine.

If this is what you need to do...

If this is what you think the country needs you to do, Teddy,

then do it.

Please, come on, let's...talk about this when I get back to DC.

You want to come back to DC?

Come on.

You know where we are.

It's not a bad thing, Teddy.

Oh...

Hey, buddy.

I love you.

Now, go to sleep.

Yeah.

OK?

Can I keep this?

DOOR OPENS

CUPBOARD DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

Couple of grand, huh?

Karvel, hold up. That's my money.

SNORING

IN SPANISH:

Orale.

HE CONTINUES SNORING

Know what? Maybe you can stay in the stash house.

Watch over everything.

As long as you don't mind the ants.

Why wrestling? Can't be the money.

I just like it.

The luchadores were my heroes growing up.

What did you think it was going to be?

Fame?

Ladies?

I thought...

..it will make me feel...

..good.

And it doesn't?

Un carro.

Pedro... Pedro!

-What the fuck?

-Shh...! Look.

HE SPEAKS SPANISH

He's big, el vato.

I told you, he's security.

OK, look.

I'll go to the door. He'll let me in.

I'll make sure the door's unlocked.

You two go in behind me.

Orale

Dale.

Dale!

Just wait till I'm inside.

Uh-uh.

So run it down. What happened?

Nothing that can't be handled.

Y'all going to save me some?

Claudia?

Nah.

Something else.

What you need?

I need a gun.

Stop.

You sure about that?

I ain't your fucking momma, man.

You take a gun out of this house, you'd better be ready to use it.

You pull it, you hesitate...

..that's your funeral.

And if you make that mistake...

..your momma show up here...

..wild and out of her mind...

..you can be sure..

..she'll know that I wasn't the one that get you that piece.

LAUGHTER AND CHATTER ON THE TV

CISSY LAUGHS

CISSY LAUGHS

CISSY LAUGHS

-CISSY:

-Oh...!

CISSY LAUGHS

Hey.

Where have you been all day?

Cho's.

-Who?

-Oh, it's fine.

Some shelves fell on me.

Oh, my God.

-Let me see.

-It's fine. Just...

Just kind of sore.

Well, maybe you should think about getting a different job.

Yeah, I'm thinking about that.

You sure you're OK?

Just tired.

CHATTER AND LAUGHTER ON THE TV

This is the good part.

CISSY LAUGHS

I love this.