Dangerous Rumors

7885 Code six.

Taylor, someone's waiting for you.

Okay.

You really a driver?

I showed you my card, didn't I?

Got any ID?

Are you serious?

Here is my health card.

Who sent you?

Jimmy.

Jimmy posted my bail?

And you work for him?

I guess.

You guess?

What does that mean? - Look,

Jimmy just told me to be here for 10:00 PM

to give someone a ride.

Malcolm.

You're Malcolm, right?

All right then.

Okay.

D one is for drive.

Exactly how long you've been driving for Jimmy?

- Not long. - Mm-hmm.

Shit.

Oh, we damn sure ain't doing this.

I got jerky.

Are you the fox?

What?

You heard me, goddammit, are you the fox?

I'm Christine.

All right, Christine, maybe you could tell me why

there's a loaded gun in the glove box of your car.

A gun that looks like it was here

just to blow my brains all over this parking lot.

That is, if I didn't find it

before you had a chance to shoot me in the face.

Goddammit, I asked you a question

and I ain't moving this gun until you give me an answer.

Look, I don't wanna shoot you, okay?

I've never killed anyone before in my life

and this isn't even my car.

This is Jimmy's car.

He told me to pick you up and so that's what I did and

I'm sorry that I talk so much

and that I only do that when I get nervous

and I'm sorry that I made you drive

and I just wanted to get some beef jerky

and a blueberry Slushy.

I think I just peed myself.

Who's the fox?

Two years ago,

Jimmy planned a bank job.

Three-man gig.

Big Ben and Johnny Knuckles took the place.

Double Dave would drive the getaway, the take was 70Gs.

Jimmy sat out, but would get 20 for planning.

Boys tossed the rest up themselves,

but this was before Jimmy was Jimmy.

So they thought, fuck Jimmy, and split.

Four days later they find Dave, Johnny and Ben dead.

One in the head, one in the chest, execution style.

And they were all in their underwear.

Jimmy did that?

No, see Jimmy ain't hard like that.

Plus they know what Jimmy look like.

So even if Jimmy find them,

he don't make it through the door

without one of them popping a cap in his ass.

The person who came for them,

they never seen that cat before.

And whoever it was got inside that room

without any of them thinking he was a problem.

That is until he gutted them like stuck pigs.

And the motherfucker done it

without making the mess of the place.

So he fast, smooth, tricky, and cunning as

A fox.

So he sends a ride to pick me up

to make sure I get to my place

and make sure I stay there tonight.

Well, that's exactly where we ain't going.

What?

You said Jimmy told you to call him

at his place tonight if I went anywhere, right?

Yeah.

Well, that's the one place that we know for sure

Jimmy's gonna be tonight.

That's where we going.

Okay, one sec.

Where the heck you going?

To get a refill.

Get your skinny ass back in the car.

Okay.

You know you get a free refill with a large cup, right?

So this the place?

Yep.

Thought you said he'd be home.

Ain't no lights on or nothing.

Maybe he's upstairs.

Ain't no lights on upstairs neither.

Well, maybe he's in the bathroom.

Look, are you sure we at the right house?

Yes, I already told you this is Jimmy's place.

All right, all right, shit.

Just making sure.

So what's the plan?

I'm gonna go talk to him.

Talk to him?

What does that mean?

You know, go straighten this whole mess out with me

and Vincent that got all fucked up.

What's the gun for?

In case he don't feel like talking.

Can I have the keys?

Why?

Oh, I don't know because Jimmy told me to drive you home

and keep you there, and if Jimmy walks out that door

and sees me sitting here, I'm totally fucked.

Just hide in the backseat till I get back.

What? No! No, no way.

Like what If someone sees me?

You know what, I'm not hiding in no backseat

waiting for someone to come find me.

You ain't getting the keys.

Lock me in the trunk.

Say what?

Yeah, lock me in the trunk,

because that way if Jimmy or someone else comes by

and sees me, then I'll just be like,

you roughed me up a little bit and put me back there.

You white girls are into some kinky shit.

Shit.

Ain't the first time I locked someone in the trunk,

and you damn skinny enough to fit,

so, all right, let's do it.

All right, this is it.

Now, when you get in there and I close this down,

it's gonna be a little scary.

Just don't think about it and you'll be fine.

Listen, what I said before, you all right, Christine.

Wallace.

Christine Wallace.

It was nice to meet you, Malcolm.

Taylor.

Malcolm Taylor.

Ah, fuck, Vincent.

Oh.

Is it done?

Yeah, it's done.

Both of them?

Uh-huh.

Anyone talk?

Vincent.

They said they were gonna give him 15 years,

he couldn't do the time.

Mm-hmm.

And Malcolm?

No.

Then why?

What the fuck?

I know how you feel about loose ends.

All right.

Take the rest of the night off.

You've earned it.

Thanks, Jimmy.

This sure ain't gonna help those rumors.

Yeah, I'll be right back.

Christine.

Hi, Ray.

Hi.

Haven't seen you down here in a while.

I know.

You're working again.

Yeah.

That what I think it is?

Seven liter V8.