Small Town Crime

Subtitles by explosiveskull

South Core Police Department.

Yes, is Officer Spencer in?

- Who's calling? - Mike Kendall.

- Hey, Mike. - I'm checking to see

if he's received my application.

It's a PIQ for re-entry.

I know this isn't what you want to hear,

but clearing your background

is gonna be a real challenge.

The department does not let officers walk right back in

after something like this.

I see.

Would you be able to give any idea how it looks?

The board makes the final decision,

but it's not good.

Okay. So they'll call me?

Yeah, Mike, if they're interested.

- Right, if they're interested. - Look, it'll take

a miracle to get you back on here.

I just wanna be honest.

Okay. Thank you.

- Okay. - Goodbye.

Shit.

- Fuck you, Kendall. - Morning.

Tell me about yourself.

Okay.

What would you like to know?

You can start with why you think

you're the best person for the job.

Well...

I don't take any shit.

People that work out here

usually have a way with animals.

I can imagine.

Hey, buddy.

Ooh, whoa, whoa.

If you were to rate your life success

on a scale of one to ten,

what would it be?

Two.

- Police officer, huh? - Yes, sir.

Is there a reason you're still not a cop?

Yeah.

I think I'd like to hire you.

Really?

I can't say why,

but you struck me.

Let's get you signed in.

You can start first thing tomorrow morning.

There's, uh, one other thing

I'd like to mention.

- Sure, go ahead. - Well,

I have a problem with alcohol.

I see.

Most mornings, I'm about as worthless

as a park bench in hell.

I usually don't start thinking straight

until I get a couple cold ones in me.

After that, I wouldn't recommend me operating

any heavy machinery,

if you get where I'm going.

Yeah.

But other than that,

you know, I'm ready to go.

Hey, Wendy.

Mister Kendall,

how'd the job hunt go this month?

Pretty good.

Pretty good.

I like my chances.

Get the fuck out of here.

That wasn't my fault, man.

That asshole's wife started the whole thing.

Come on. Easy, boys.

Hey,

I just had this son of a bitch dry cleaned.

All right, let me have another beer

and I'll sober up a little bit.

Yeah, try it, Mike.

I'll have you hooked up to that line pole

waiting for the cops.

You bastard.

I've been coming here all my life.

Yeah, and you're a nasty son of a bitch.

Nobody wants you around.

- Teddy likes me. - Yeah, you're right about that.

Hold on, my dick is out,

my dick is out.

Just hold it.

Nothing wrong with my prostate.

Hey.

That's a paying customer, gentlemen.

Have a little respect.

Boys, get the hell out of here.

Bunch of pricks. You okay?

I'm fine.

Let's go to the Dead Dog.

We still got another hour.

Uh-uh, mm-mm,

won't go back there.

Not since that pervert attacked me in the bathroom.

We ran that guy off.

I'm gonna tap out, buddy.

Told Kelly that I would take it easy.

You serious?

Why don't you ride with me, man?

Just take the couch.

Shit.

Gonna have to pass.

Last thing I want is to wake up at 6:00 AM

to watch SpongeBob with your kids.

Okay.

Hey,

You wrap your car around a tree,

I'm not gonna feel guilty.

Neither am I.

Go get 'em, boys.

- Come on, Mike. - I'm fine.

I just need to get some coffee.

Like hell. You smell like a damned distillery.

The only asshole drunker than you

might be this guy right here.

I don't know what's wrong with you, Mike,

but you could be a good cop.

I am a good cop.

Turn off your engine.

Stay in the car.

- I can do the job. - Hey.

You step one foot outside this vehicle,

and I'm reporting your ass.

Kendall, I really like you, but...

Come on out, buddy.

Shit.

Officer down, code three.

I repeat, officer down,

code three.

Ooh, boy.

Mike.

Scott.

Pete.

Mind if we do this outside?

Appreciate you hanging around.

I know the process.

Figured I'd save you some time.

You look like shit.

I missed my shower this morning.

Hmm.

You've been drinking.

Do you even have a license?

- Work permit. - Got it on you?

Do I really have to deal with this shit right now?

For all we know, you hit that girl with your car.

You wanna look at my wheels, Pete?

- They're right over there. - Why don't you wait it out

- in the car? - I'm all right.

I know.

Lot of the guys are still pretty ticked off

with how it went down with Burke.

Think I'm happy about it?

All right, let's talk about this girl you found.

I need you to start from the beginning.

Don't leave one damn thing out.

Think she'll make it?

I've seen them come back from worse.

Is she local?

Could be.

How old is she?

Early 20s, I guess.

Cops have any idea?

They were asking me.

Really?

You know,

this could end up really nice for you.

You know, damsel in distress

and here comes her knight in shining armor.

You don't get involved with a victim, Teddy.

- That's policy. - Stop.

- It's policy. - Stop with the cop talk.

You don't have to worry about that anymore.

What is that, blood in there?

Yeah.

That shit's gonna be extra.

Oh, man.

Good thing you don't have any interior.

- I appreciate it. - Thanks.

Found this, underneath the seat.

Southside Medical.

Yeah, ICU, please.

Please hold.

ICU, this is Tammy.

Hello, this is Mike Kendall.

I brought in a girl yesterday morning.

Jane Doe, early 20s,

she was banged up pretty good.

Oh, yeah. Hi, Mr. Kendall.

I've got some of her belongings

and I'd like to drop them by,

personally,

to her.