The Cleaner

Previously on The Cleaner: So you met this girl online?

That's right. Jeannie, I am a car salesman.

My hours are difficult to explain.

I'm trying to make some extra money for my auntie.

She needs an operation.

It's work, Jeannie.

I should go, baby.

You want to put the Lord on hold?

I'm quitting football. It's not up for discussion.

You can't make this decision for me.

I've already made it. I'm quitting.

Sit down-- we're eating dinner. Ben...

I said sit down!

What is he, five years old? Running away from home

to my father's house?

Why don't you come home. I'm not coming home.

I can only apologize to you so many times.

You gotta let it go, man. It's gone.

William!

I cannot smoke this. Hit it.

Help me.

I'm sorry. Please come home.

Okay.

Now, I know this is uncomfortable.

But we do this together.

We make her feel safe.

We all ready?

You ready for this?

Yeah. Yeah.

Wait for my word. All right.

Sarah, honey.

Honey.

What is this?

Sarah, welcome.

I'm Keith Bowen.

Have a seat.

Hey, Banks.

Read my lips.

Go ahead.

I'll take you for everything you got.

No, no, see, 'cause I'm done.

We're all done.

Your friends, your family,

your agent, the studio.

All of us.

So, here it is, Chris, you're going

to jail.

Yeah, right. Oh, you don't think so?

You're holding, right?

One rock-- that's possession.

That's mandatory arrest. Two or more?

That's possession with intent.

That's mandatory jail time.

Who... who are you? Mom, what's going on?

I was retained by your family.

You gotta be kidding me.

Now, I've taken the time, like everyone else here.

This is bullshit. No, no.

No, there are people here that love you.

: Mom...

Sarah, baby, listen, please...

We're all here to support you.

And you know how much we love you.

And to tell you that

now the time has come for you to listen, Sarah.

So, please, take a seat.

Who is this moron?

You're not a cop.

No, you're right about that.

But my friend here is.

Do it.

See that?

I've got more friends than you.

All right, point made.

Sarah! Sarah! Sarah,

I'm the one who called him, not your sister.

Baby, I don't know what to do with you anymore.

You need help!

For once in your life, think about somebody else!

Let's be calm.

Remember why we are here.

No, there's no point to be made, all right?

I'm done. You don't give a damn, I don't give a damn.

Get him out of here.

No, no, no.

No, wait, wait!

Wait!

This is a joke, right? You were paid!

No, I washed my hands of it, all right.

I gave it all back.

Don't worry, tough guy like you

should be fine in County.

Sarah, no more money,

no more handouts, no more lying.

It's time for everyone to be truth-tellers-- everyone.

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

This is not about me.

It's about you and the people who love you.

We mean it.

Both of us, Sarah.

Okay!

Okay.

Okay what?

All you have to do is sit

and listen to the people who love you.

It's not so hard.

This is bullshit!

I'm out of here!

Whatever you say.

Just so we understand:

You stay... my rules.

Say yes.

Yes.

What kind of contract? We decide.

You and me. We negotiate.

We make a peace treaty.

Look, you have your points. I have mine.

We talk it out, we find a middle ground.

Just-just like in business.

Or countries at war.

Okay.

So where's Mom in all this?

She's Switzerland.

And this... this negotiation--

it includes everything?

Football?

Everything is on the table, Ben,

including football-- so bring your A-game.

I'm no pushover.

We have a deal?

Not yet.

We'll negotiate.

Go ahead.

Meeting's over.

This is William Banks.

Anger like this in a heroin addict is unusual,

especially when you're high.

What do you mean, unusual?

Well, I mean, heroin--

you know, you kick back, you chill.

You're floating on a cloud.

You're not lookin' for a fight.

Definitely not starting one. Spoils the ride.

And Sarah didn't start the fight.

Oh, Mom.

She didn't.

You-you pushed her, she reacted.

I didn't push, Mom.

I was honest.

Look, that's been the problem,

we haven't pushed enough.

Oh, I've pushed.

All the time.

You don't know.

I'm her mother.

You girls are my life.

Look, Mom, you don't sleep.

You don't eat.

You're worried all the time.

You can't do another year of this.

Sarah was a good girl.

Both of my girls are good girls.

It's true, Kate.

She was a good sister.

She-she was smart, she had nice friends,

she succeeded at everything, until...

Is there something else I need to know?

No.

Again, I'm sorry to come back unannounced.

I just need to have one more look.

I have no reason to think it won't assess per the comps of the neighborhood.

I'm sorry, um, busy day today.

Do you mind if I use your bathroom?

Not at all. First door on the left.

Thanks. When I spoke to you on the phone,

Mr. Banks, I mentioned another interventionist.

Keith Bowen.

I know him.

Yeah, my mom is still working with him.

Oh, really?

Yes. Well, this was Kate's idea,

to meet with you-- not mine.

I got Mr. Bowen's name from my doctor.

And I was assured that he was very good.

And everything was working fine until Kate spoke up,

and did exactly what we were not supposed to do.

I'm-I'm sorry, I'm just a little confused about...

My mother wants to continue

working with Mr. Bowen

in spite of his failure, but since you come

so highly recommended, I... Right.

But if you already have someone...

Someone who can't even sit my sister down and now she's

God knows where.

Look, we haven't seen her.

I talked to her boss Harvey.

She hasn't been in the office in five days.

She hasn't checked in.

They're getting pissed.

And no one seems to be able to help her.