True Detective

You got your father's hands.

My father made me nervous.

Maybe you were already nervous.

Maybe you lacked grit.

I see you...

running through the trees.

You're small.

The trees are like giants.

Men are chasing you.

I'm right here.

You step out of the trees.

You ain't that fast.

Oh, son...

they kill you.

They shoot you to pieces.

Where is this?

I don't know.

You were here first.

"Monstrous Mike's Morning Mash-Up" moves on

with a little Zevon to get you all the way up.

Pissed myself.

What the fuck, man?

I'm commanding officer of this detail.

You call me you got something.

Well, I got shot. That's something.

I found our murder scene. That's something else.

You don't enter a scene without your partner-- me.

I didn't know it was a scene.

I walk in, next thing somebody shotgunned me.

- Twice. - Then how are you still--

Rubber buckshot. It's just impact.

Riot shells.

You know, like-- Like cops use.

You all right?

Couple of cracked ribs.

Took one in the sternum, so my heart aches.

And how did you find this place?

Prost tip through a CI.

Said Caspere took her here once.

All right. Well, get cleared by a doctor.

See if you can bring in the hooker.

Fuck, it smells like piss.

Burris is already inside.

So I'll go ahead and take the day, Xena?

Everything goes through Vinci PD Special Homicide Task Force.

What are you doing with my scene, Lieutenant?

Securing it.

One of my men gets shot, you better believe I'm on site.

It's all yours.

Soundproofing.

Christ.

It ain't working.

Look, this--

God damn it.

Is it the place?

This never happened to me in my fucking life.

Maybe we could get a room nearby.

Take our time.

I ain't got the time.

This is important, Frank.

No shit. You don't think I know that?

There is no part of my life not overwrought with live-or-die importance.

I take a shit, there's a gun to my head

saying, "Make it a good one. Don't fuck up."

Baby, just relax.

This whole thing is unnatural.

Don't feel right.

We talked about this.

A lot.

It's unnatural.

They already said I'm fine.

What does that mean?

What I said.

This. This.

Phenomenal motility, the doc said.

God forgive me for misreading what subtle clues

you embed for me in your limp dick,

which is as wishy-washy as your fucking mood.

So what if it's hard for us?

Like I'm your fucking incubator.

Suck your own dick.

Bungalow was a business lease through the Catalast Group.

Same place leased his car.

Utilities paid by Porpoise LLC,

which was Caspere's company.

And he had a landline here, too.

Printed out the phone record.

If we don't get anything today,

I want you on working girls.

Put those looks to use.

Sure.

So I could not mention it, but you're an adult.

All right.

All right. That actress--

If you're asking me if I did what she said,

then I'm gonna get out of the fucking car.

Well, I was gonna ask if you thought the exposure

would interfere with doing fieldwork.

I seriously doubt it.

You should sue her when it's over.

Chick's loaded.

Is that a fucking e-cigarette?

You can't talk on the phone?

I'm trying to stay off the phone.

What? What do you got?

Who else knew about that spot?

Caspere's place?

You walked me into something, Frank.

What are you on about?

Wow.

That's some luck on you. Fuck.

Where's the girl who gave up the place?

Caspere bought whores.

She was one of Danny Santos'.

My crew don't pimp.

Well, then maybe she had a boyfriend.

You know, set Caspere up for him.

Or maybe Caspere was into so much dirt,

there's no telling which side the ax came from,

because let me tell you, there was some fucked-up psychology at work

in that place before it was a murder scene.

Now, are you gonna tell me what Caspere was doing with you

or do I wait to walk into another dark room,

this time with real bullets?

There's a certain stridency at work here.

I'm gonna put it off to you getting blasted.

Oh, frankly, I'm apoplectic.

I'm feeling a little apoplectic myself.

What's with the water?

Booze tends to take the edge off. I want to stay angry.

Caspere had a lot of my money in play.

Real estate.

Property adjacent to the rail line.

How long did you know him?

Started working with him the last few years.

He was here when we moved out of the city.

They stole a hidden camera

after they shot me.

Hard drive. Boggles the mind what might be on it.

Like I said, I'm gonna put off the stridency.

Well, you do that, Frank.

Is Ray hurt? What happened?

Somebody murdered him.

The mayor of Vinci lives in Bel-Air?

Are you Betty Chessani?

We're state police, ma'am.

Veronica Chessani.

I'm Betty's stepmother.

Mrs. Chessani, do you mind if we ask you a few questions?

Did you know Ben Caspere, the Vinci city manager?