Tortured

- Thanks for hooking me up. - Any time, bro. Any time.

- How's your back coming along? - Very nice, very nice. Very happening.

I'm gonna unveil it next week, bro. Wait till you see it, man.

Marcus is like... He's a magician, bro.

I think she's got one on her lower back she wants to brag about.

- Hey, what's up? - You tell me.

- Is he here yet? - Brought him in last night.

- Did you see who brought him in? - Nah, supposedly he brought him in himself,

- you know, the big guy? - Ziggy?

When we woke up, there was an envelope on the table.

And I will raise.

And he left instructions for you.

For me, huh?

So what's the game, baby? Who's taking who to dinner?

The Valium chip. Light blue. Good color, man. I will see that.

I will raise 20 milligrams, baby.

Let's get high.

Thank God.

Where am I?

What is this place?

How long have I been here?

Who are you?

Whoever you are,

please help me.

Listen. I need your... I need your help.

Do you hear me?

Do you know how long I've been here?

What're you doing?

Please, please, whoever you are, help me.

I don't know what's going on, but obviously this is...

This is some kind of mistake.

I mean, I was on my way to New York.

My name is Jimmy Vaughn.

Do I know you?

When I come into the room,

I speak and you listen.

Understand?

I question and you answer.

Nod if you understand the rules.

Ziggy has asked me to take care of this.

And believe me, the more time that we spend here,

the more fun it'll be for me, and the less fun it'll be for you.

Do you understand that?

So you were Ziggy's accountant. Is that correct?

And you stole $10 million from him, is that right?

Please.

Look at me, Mr. Green.

Mr. Green, I'm gonna leave you to think about that answer.

But before I do,

you'll realize that sitting is a luxury you don't have anymore.

I'll see you soon.

That's an unusual name. How do you pronounce it?

"Now."

Well, I can't offer much.

I mean, with a high school equivalency and military service,

would you consider security somewhere?

Pays like, $10 an hour. I could maybe get you $12.

I was told to wait in line specifically to talk to you.

Why me?

'Cause there's only one man I'd like to work for, Mr. Gnoww.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Right.

I asked you nicely,

and now I'm gonna demand that you tell me where to go,

or I'm gonna blow your brains out.

He doesn't respect men who carry guns.

That's why I brought this.

Now I'm gonna shove this in your fucking mouth,

and blow your brains out,

or you're gonna tell me where I can find him.

No?

I pull this pin and it's over.

Take a large coffee.

That's $2.25.

This is horrible. I'm not paying for it. Let me talk to your manager.

- Can I help you? - I can't drink this.

What's the problem?

The coffee's way too wet.

Too wet?

Let me take you in the back.

Perhaps you prefer some of our dry coffee blends.

So what's your name?

Jimmy Vaughn.

Well, Jimmy, our dry coffee

is right through here.

The key to making dry coffee is the dry beans.

And dry beans comes from drought-inflicted areas.

It's a difficult thing to find such a happy medium

between the moisture needed to grow beans,

and the absolute dry heat truly needed to get dry coffee.

I am no novice to this concept.

I've traveled to the forests myself in pursuit of the evasive, perfect blend.

You have to look everywhere for the beans.

In an animal's armpits, stomach, legs.

And sometimes

it's stuck in a tree shaft.

So you have to stick your hand inside and feel around.

This procedure may feel a little uncomfortable.

You're clean. Turn around.

Pull your pants up.

Go stand in the back alley. I'll call you a ride. They'll come pick you up.

All you have to do is say, "Yes, please."

- Where am I going? - I don't know. I've never taken the ride.

Then how'd you get the job?

My dad worked for him. This was his life insurance policy.

I get paid 10 grand a month for fingering guys like you.

Hey man, me and my friends just got out. You wanna get in and vacuum our asses?

Yes, please.

Hello, Jimmy Vaughn. You're a stupid guy.

Only stupid people get brought to us.

I'm Mo. Larry. Curly.

Question. Why would the big guy give you a job?

Why wouldn't he?

You got a quick mouth, yeah?

Larry's got a pretty quick fucking wrench, too.

Every day, Larry and Curly are gonna come in here,

and they're gonna beat you senselessly until you leave.

I won't fight back. You're not my enemy.

I wanna be your brother.

I wanna be your brother.

Only Ziggy can decide that.

So, any news today, Kevin?

Today was a big day.

Congratulations.

Brian Marks.

So Agent Cole, I read your brief,

and it seems that your assessment's correct.

Ziggy's aware of you.

Is there an Archie Green reported missing yet?

Not yet.

Why do you think he requested you to deal with Green?

I don't know. I mean, I guess maybe I've earned his trust.

I mean I've been, what, running errands for six months now.

Yeah, but that was small potatoes. This seems much bigger.

Have you met anybody who's seen him lately?

No, apparently Ziggy brought him in, in the middle of the night,

but my guys didn't see him.

- How recent's our latest picture of him? - It's seven years old. It's unusable.

Yeah, he's a master of disguises.

He's had total reconstructive plastic surgery.

If you get to anybody who claims to have seen him lately,

- bag them and get them in here. - You got it.

- Congratulations, Agent Cole. - Thank you, Agent Murphy.

Cole, almost forgot.

Your itinerary. You've been requested to Washington

by the Director.

- When? - Tonight.

- Tell him I'll see him tomorrow. - Smart ass.

He'll know where I got it from.

Hey.

What's going on? Did you buy groceries?

Better, sweetheart. We're celebrating.

What are we celebrating?

- A big day at work. - A big day for my big man?

I like that. So what'd you get?

- We have flowers. - I'll take that.

- We have expensive wine. - I'll take that.

And we have gourmet cuisine.

Let's keep that for later.

- For later? - After we celebrate.

I love that shirt.

I know you do.

- Is it cold? - No.

Smells great, though.

Perfect.

Just give it to me.

- I want to get you a good bite. - You'll give me that perfect bite.

Chinese food really juices me up.

They have produced, like, a billion people.

So, did anything happen today that I could hear about?

Yeah. Brian and I sat at our desks

and we played solitaire.

And I beat his ass for about the 50th time in a row.

I should beat your ass.

I'm serious.

Becky.

The only thing that I can tell you is that I love you.

Come here.

One more bite for me, please.

Oh, really?

Mr. Green, I warned you.

This will only stop when Ziggy gets his money back.

I don't have his money.

I've explained the rules to you, Mr. Green.

Why do you think he believes that you stole his money?

I don't know.

I did some work for him.

But it was always via P.O. box, from accountant to accountant.

We double-checked and triple-checked each other's work.

If there was a mistake, it wasn't my fault.

Mr. Green, I'm gonna leave you today with this thought.

I'm about to tear the final fingernail off your hand.

You... You're leaving me... You're leaving me no choice, you see?

Now tomorrow, I'm gonna come back and I'm gonna do the other hand.

And then the following day I'll do one foot, and then I'll do the other.

And then I'm gonna have to start getting creative as to what else to rip off.

Now, is there anything

that you'd like to tell me before I get to your thumb?

Please, I have a family.

I have a wife