Cleaners

Hey, sweetheart.

Want to go to the park, play with the other kids?

Give your head a rest?

Hey, Tyler, do you hear me?

I don’t want to.

I don’t like how they call me special.

All right, I’ll be right back, okay?

You stay right there.

Hello?

Yeah, good morning, ma’am.

My name is Phillip McCracken.

I’m from the Foundation for Starving Children

Around the World, or as we like to call it,

the FFSCATW.

You might have heard of us.

I’m sorry, I don’t have much time right now.

Did you know in the time it took you to answer this call,

20,000 children died around the world of malnutrition?

Did you know that? They just... Huh?

Yeah, in fact, just wait a second.

Yeah, there goes another one. Boom, just like that.

Hello?

Tyler?

Tyler?

Tyler!

Veronica, it’s Mother.

Meet me at La Chen at 9 a.m.

Get a table outside.

It’s a lovely day.

I have a job for you.

It will all be over soon.

But will it all be worth it?

You wanted out.

This job gives you that opportunity.

So yes.

Mother.

Veronica.

My darling.

Coffee? Tea?

Too early for something stronger?

It’s past noon somewhere in the world.

Ma’am, there’s no smoking here.

But we’re outside.

At a restaurant.

Who is it?

- What? - Excuse me?

What is it?

- Okay, what is it? - A car.

What do you want done with it?

Take it from one location and drive it to the next.

From where and where?

That’s it?

Drive said car from A to B?

It’s currently being watched.

No eyes should be left blinking.

Must be a pretty valuable car.

It’s a classic.

Once in car, stick to speed limit.

Follow traffic signals. Don’t stop at go.

Don’t collect $200. Go directly to B. Am I clear?

Crystal.

By the way, it’s a two-person job.

Okay, so Julian?

Oh, the new kid, Kyle?

He’s a little green but he’s a great wheelman, so...

- Roxie. - You’re hilarious.

I am when I tell a joke.

Did you forget what happened last time?

She helped get the job done.

A tornado would have got the job done with less damage.

A to B. That’s it.

I’m sure you can handle her for that long.

Goodbye, Veronica.

Goodbye, Mother.

Wait, where do I find her?

Hi, I’m not here to take your call right now,

but if you please leave a message...

Outside.

I’m sorry, but you’ve reached the message bank of...

Now.

Good morning, sweetheart.

- Is it? - What?

Morning.

I know, right?

Shame we never got the chance to meet.

I’m Gerry.

I’m leaving.

Wait, hold on, hold on. Where’s the fire?

There it is.

You feel that? Ooh. All right, Gerry.

Will you let me go if I give you a little head?

That sounds delicious.

All right. Great.

Here you go.

Phew.

Now, Gerry,

that was just a little head.

Next time,

I’ll really fuck you.

Call me.

Veronica.

Roxie.

You want some?

Mmm. Breakfast of champions.

Planning your retirement festivities?

Oh, yes. I’m counting the days

till I’m all over that shuffleboard court.

It doesn’t have to be like that.

Trust me, retirement for me

has nothing to do with mahjong and mai tais.

Please, Julian, have one yourself.

I’m fine, Mother. Thank you.

Well, then at least stop hovering.

- How’d it go? - It went.

What now?

It’s currently being moved to a secure location.

I’ll keep it on ice till you settle my account.

Very good. I’ll be out in a week.

Mr. Madden,

we’ve know each other a long time.

And will all due respect, when you say

you’ll be out in a week, I must ask you how.

You’re serving 20 and you just got in.

You ever heard of the expression "Money talks, bullshit walks"?

Mr. Madden.

You’re the bullshit? Bingo.

One week.

You take care of the package till then.

Thank you, Wayne.

Tell me about the guys you used.

Four East Coast transplants.

Professional enough to handle the job.

Not professional enough to be a part of any network

that will miss them.

In a word, expendable.

I’ll deal with loose ends.

Is that what we’re calling them?

It’s what they are.

I know you’re conflicted.

It proves that muscle in your chest beats every few minutes.

But if you’re willing to walk away from this game,

the only shadow that should ever follow you out should be your own.

What about you, Julian?

Well, how can I follow you, Mother,

when I’ll always be one step ahead?

I caught this kid sleeping on a subway.

A thousand dollars.

Why a thousand?

What is that about?

That’s... That’s me, dog. That’s what I do.

- What about you? - What about me what?

Cheapest you ever did it for. Oh, what’s that? Kill somebody?

No, uh, give them a massage and a cup of coffee.

Yeah, kill them. What do you think we’re talking about here?

What’s the daily limit at an ATM?

I don’t know. About $500? There you go.