Guardian Angel

- All right Ms. Robertson, let's start at the beginning,

when you first met Ray.

- Ray was the best thing that ever happened to me.

Can't say that about many people.

He was quiet guy, quiet and angry, but,

there was that strange kindness to him as well.

That fierceness that he just couldn't hide.

Terrible loneliness too.

He was haunted by the memory and ghost of his dead wife.

Hit and run.

Never got the driver.

Ah, there it is.

We're gonna have some fun.

I can hardly wait, Johnny.

Oh, yeah.

Oh my gosh. I think I drank a little too much.

Knock, knock.

John, John, John, it's your old pal, Gregor.

You haven't forgotten about your old friends, have you?

Listen John, you have something that belongs to me,

that which you took, and I want it back.

I'm gonna give you 72 hours, buddy.

72 hours to return what is mine.

As for the amount, I'm sure you can recall,

as you were my accountant.

Where were we?

How's that?

He's late. Figures, doesn't it?

Thought this was gonna go quickly.

I've got a plane to catch.

I still don't see why he has to be here,

or what right he has to be here.

My father--

Your father, Fariba, was quite clear.

He wanted Ray to be at the reading.

I have the codicil to his last request right here.

He's not even a member of this family.

He was just married to our poor sister, that's it.

Hm, foolish marriage, poor Roya.

Our sister was kind but not wise.

- Fariba, please, let's deal with this the best we can.

Your father adored Ray.

So let's just wait and be a little patient.

Well, that's easy for you to say.

I got a meeting this afternoon in Austin.

I don't understand my parents at all.

Ray, his family. He was my aunt's husband.

What is wrong with you?

- Lower your voice, Yasi, and mind your manners.

Why do you hate him so much?

We don't hate him.

He's just not our kind of people. He never was.

Right, Hooshang?

Ah, Ray. Come in, have a seat.

Sorry I'm late.

Finally.

- We'll note for the record that all the persons

in the immediate Kazemi family are present.

Can we cut to the chase and just read

what my father has left to him?

I suppose that can be done.

I, Korush Kazemi, being of sound mind,

do hereby leave to Rahmin Ardalan,

my property on 147 Western Avenue.

What property is that, which one?

Is that the 12-unit apartment building?

What?

No, no, it's the small shopping center.

No, no, he can't have it.

Fariba, your father Korush,

gave me this attendant letter for you and for your brother,

and I think now is an excellent time for you to hear it.

"My dear children, do not be angry with me.

I wanted to give something to Ray for his immense kindness

that he showed to both myself and to my daughter

and your dear sister, Roya.

Ray is a good man.

And I'm sure in time you will understand

the nature of my desire in this matter.

Your loving father."

- Great, so this stranger to the family, this person,

just walks out with the asset that could have belonged

to my daughter?

Hooshang, say something.

Say what? This is your father's wish.

- He was obviously delusional when he made that decision.

This is an outrage, with all the medication he was on.

- Yeah, and all the time he spent with Bubba,

he probably convinced him to put him in his will.

I will contest this in court.

Uh, where are you going?

- Let him go. - We'll see you in court.

- No need. Maybe you're right, I don't deserve it.

I'll sign whatever you want.

Shame on you.

Yasi, Yasi.

Oh great.

Ray, wait. Please.

Don't mind my parents. You know them.

My mom, she doesn't know when to stay still.

I'll never forget what you did for me.

And you deserve whatever my grandfather wants you to have.

You visited him every day in the hospital. Only you.

That property is yours.

Don't give it up.

Promise me you'll think about it.

Promise.

Doctor says you have a concussion

and there's bleeding on your brain.

Ooh, sounds ominous.

Can you please tell me what happened?

I fell down.

That's it?

Yep.

- So you were drunk, again. And there was probably a woman.

Oh, please, don't go there.

I don't wanna go there, John.

It's been a year. We're separated.

The divorce papers are almost finalized,

and now I have to come find you like this?

I can't trust you.

What do you want?

I want it to end.

I never wanted to leave the states, John.

I followed you. I did whatever you wanted. I did it.

It's always about business with you.

I was a good provider.

I did everything for you and Vicki.

- John, what you did is a normal part of being a father.

You never cared about my feelings.

And not about your daughter, either.

Which is the reason why she's not even talking to you.

I just don't need this right now, Mona.

Know what? Neither do I.

Mona. Mona.

Hi, Mom.

Hi, Vicki. How are you?

Great. Having the time of my life.

How are you?

I'm good. Um, is your aunt around?

No, she left on her cruise this morning,

Remember, she left the house to my safekeeping?

That was the plan, right?

What's going on over there?

Relax. Just a few friends having fun.

Are you checking up on me like you always do?

No, I'm not, honey.

Listen, I want to talk to you about your father.

- No, Mom. I don't want to talk about Dad, okay.

You promised. Coming to L.A. was my decision, okay?

I'm a big girl, I can handle this.

I know, but--

No, there's no buts.

It's only for a few days, don't ruin it for me.

Okay.

When's the big meeting with the agency?

Few days.

Please pray for me.

They say it's between me and another girl.

You don't even know how big this is for me.

I mean, imagine your, your daughter's face on billboards.

I'm talking about L.A. magazines, entertainment.

Hello? Mom?

- Hey, hey, I want a shoot with you. Can we shoot?

I don't know, Freddy.

- Oh, come on, this town, it's, it's all about

your connections and your relationships, and who you know.

So, look, what if your big meeting doesn't go so well,

or according to plan?

What are you gonna do?

- I know what you mean. Let me think about it.

Let me help you.

I am the best, the best shooter in the city.

Among other things.

Think about it.

He's hot too.

Hey.

What is this?

What's going on, John?

Can you please for once just tell me the truth?

Just calm down, calm down.

What's, what's wrong with you?

- What's wrong with me? What kind of sick person does this?

How'd you get these?

They were on my car.

When did she go to Los Angeles?

- Doesn't matter when she went, she's there right now, John.

Well, isn't anybody gonna tell me?

- She doesn't talk to you anymore, remember?

God.

Does this have something to do

with you being in the hospital?

Some bad business?

Look, Mona, I'll, I'll take care of it.

How are you gonna take care of it?

You know what? Maybe I should call the police.

No.

No cops.

Why not?

They're ,