Delivery Run

Lee? It's Lester.

We're still getting complaints about you

being late with orders.

We got a rep to maintain. Pick up the pace.

Also, the app is working fine.

Don't know what you're talking about.

Mr. Shaw. This is Jerry Olson

from the Northern Lights Casino.

I'm calling because you walked on quite a hefty tab

from the Dancing Fire restaurant last night.

Um, if you are free in the next few hours,

we would like you to come and take care of this.

Have a nice day.

- Hello, Mr. Leland Shaw. This is Carl Erickson.

I'm calling to say if you do not settle

your late payments to us in the next few hours...

- Final notice? That's the final--

- ...cut off your heat, power, and water.

Hope this is crystal clear.

- The final notice? Oh, lo and behold.

Okay, they're never gonna get me.

They're never gonna get me.

Hello, Leland. It's Gus.

I know you're busy, but I need an answer from you.

I can't afford to wait anymore.

I have another buyer who's going to come back in a couple days.

You want that food truck? Then meet his price. Soon.

What's the matter? You forgot one?

Ah!

Maid's day off, huh?

Uh... Hey, Rebecca...

- We've known each other a long time, haven't we, Lee?

Uh, yep.

- Been there to get you out of every jam, right?

Paid for cooking school.

And that culinary arts course at college.

All the good that did you.

I can't remember. Was it a year you

were there for? - It was two.

- Two years. That's right. That's right.

You know, Lee, I like to help people out.

And when I do, I always expect something in return.

And frankly, I'm getting tired

of you continually dicking me around

and not paying me back my money.

It's enough to make one mad.

I also heard that you were at the Northern Lights last night.

That really, really makes me mad.

Are you trying to strike rich whilst gambling with my money?

I didn't lose all your money.

No, I... No, I got some. Not all of it.

But I can get the rest.

It's. Oh, no, no, uh... Uh, wait.

- Shh, shh, shh! - Uh, I...

Uh...

Oh my.

You're missing about half. Too bad.

Hm.

- Wait, stop! Hey, hey, don't hurt him!

- You owe me 7,500 dollars, Lee. And this ain't it!

- Ah, fuck! Okay, I can... - You've been wasting

your time and mine.

I'm gonna get you the money,

but just please, put the fish down.

Oh please, my ass.

Unless you're delivering a mountain of food

to Jeff Bezos himself on a regular basis,

you ain't ever gonna make your debt.

You got nothing to bargain with.

- Look, I'm gonna get you the 7,500.

But just please don't hurt Reggie!

Ugh!

That... would've been you.

I'm giving you until tomorrow morning

to get the forty-five hundred that's missing.

You get that money from your grandmother's purse,

or you start an OnlyFans account, I don't give a fuck

where it comes from.

No one leaves me with a debt unpaid.

Mess up again,

and the both of you

are going to end up being sushi.

And tie your damn shoelaces. You look like an idiot.

- Hey, hey! - Save it! Come on.

Hey.

Oh, Reggie. Shit...

Oh, man...

Where am I gonna put you, man?

You know that I'm good for the money.

I can make it all back.

Fast, in a few hours, plus interest. Hm?

It's like a quick loan,

and you will see it all back again.

Yeah, well just think about it. Huh?

Okay. Okay, bye.

It's like I'm...

...driving you to school, buddy.

You behave, now.

Good morning, Nisswa!

Hope y'all are good out there.

Seems the heavens have opened up for us.

You asked for snow? Well, you got it.

We got snow, people.

Hope y'all remember to get your winter tires.

I mean, talk about that weather, huh?

It's pretty darn freezing out there, am I right?

It's for sure gonna be another short and cold day today,

with temperatures dropping to minus ten.

Nisswa Police Department has issued a warning

for all citizens to be careful when out driving

in this weather. Don't be stupid, people.

You do not want to be joy riding today.

Trust me. Be safe out there.

But best to wrap up warm, stoke up them fires,

and stay inside.

We also got another statement

from the Nisswa Police Department:

two more hikers up on Greenwood Mountain

have vanished. They're not sure if it's wolves

or bears or even aliens from outer space.

But our good Chief Robert Hamilton,

the rest of Nisswa Police Department,

and the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service is on the case.

Just stay away from Greenwood Mountain is what I'm saying--

You real, motherfucker? Fuck!

You think it's that bad, Reggie?

Okay...

Yeah...

That's, uh...

You missing something?

I have no need for trophies.

Why anyone would want to buy

a trophy someone else earned, beyond me.

We-- Uh...

- This blender's missing... half a blender.

Shit.

- And I ain't running a pet store.

Oh, he's... He's not for sale.

Is... Is there anything here that you really want?

Hm...

Take the coffee grinder for 20 dollars. Steak knife, 50.

- Twenty dollars? - Take it or leave it.

Okay... Thanks.

- Pleasure doing business with you.

Yeah. Thank you, sir.

- Well, well, well. Look who's here.

- Save it, Tom. You got my order?

- Here you go. Coffee and donuts.

One classic American breakfast ready to go.

And, hey, don't dilly-dally.

By the way, I, uh,

heard you got in pretty deep into Rebecca's pocket.

Come on, man.

Big fella. Ain't he, Reggie?

Sure is getting his money's worth today with all this snow.

Oh, oh!

Road hog!

Yeah, go s... Go, uh...

...plow somewhere else.

Fat-ass.

There you go.

Hey! What the f...?

We got a long day ahead of us.

Come on!

Come on, fuck!

Ah, fuck...

I don't care what the tech guys say, Lester,

there's something wrong with the app.

Have you checked the Wi-Fi?

Wi-Fi? What Wi-Fi?

I've been driving around outside all day.

Look at our life, Reggie.

Reginald? Are you listening to me? Hey!

I need some good and high-paying orders, Lester.

I've had, like, three today. I should've had hundreds by now.

- We're a big company, Lee. We got a lot of drivers.

- Why not send some of that stuff my way?

Goddammit. Goddammit...

- Lee, if you're not happy at RabbitEats,

there's nothing wrong with throwing in the towel

and trying something else.

- I can't afford to do something else right now.

I need the money.

Oh. Thanks, Joe. Yeah, just, uh, put it in the bag.

Oh...

Hey! Hey, Gus!

- Lee, did you get my message this morning?

- Yeah. Yeah. I'm just, uh, I'm just working right now, Gus.

Listen, can-can I call you back? Uh, maybe, uh, between orders?

- I need an answer, Lee. You can't keep me waiting.

Do you have the money for food truck or no?

- Yeah, I, I just need a little more time--

You said that last week.

If you want it, you've got to pick up the pace.

The other buyer, he's really interested. I told you.

- Come on! - What did you say?

I-I'm gonna call you back.

Is a goddamn six-year-old driving this thing?

What the hell is going on?

Oh!