Terriers

You're listening to KXOB, Ocean Beach,

where constancy's the spice of life.

Loan me $1000.

Yeah, okay.

- I'm thinking about buying new towels. - Hmm.

- You wanna be a dryer person? - I think, maybe.

I tell you about what happened to me last night? Did I? Did I tell you?

- Hmm? - Tell me.

I couldn't sleep.

I don't know why. It wasn't like I had a nightmare or anything. I just couldn't.

I got up in the middle of the night to get a glass of milk

and I went to the fridge and I took the milk carton out...

but it was empty.

For a short story, that kind of went on a bit.

Senility.

Now, not only do I not remember putting it back in the fridge empty,

I don't even remember finishing it.

Oh, God.

Is that him?

Christ.

Hey, that is not a small man.

Remind me again, how much we getting paid on this?

I'll tell you after.

Oh, hey. Need your help with something. Tune popped into my head this morning

- No. Please don't, man. - For the life of me,

- I can't remember the name of it. - Listen, I'm hungover. I'm asking nice.

I'm asking really nicely.

Stop it.

Quit.

Goddamn it! Now it's gonna be stuck in my head all through this.

Good. Let's go.

Winston, stay.

Yeah?

Hey, uh, is it cool I go around back?

I'm the pool cleaner.

This is 3520 Casa del Mar?

- Yes. - You have a pool needs cleaning?

Do not have a pool.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Uh... you know, I'm sorry.

Can I...? My cell phone crapped out on me, can I use your phone just to make a call,

find out where I'm supposed to be?

No, no prob. No worry. No, no, come on.

Thanks. Wow, nice pad you got here.

Ah, it's a mess right now.

- Just... - Come on. Come on, come on.

You married?

Not that I know of.

My wife leaves, all she does is bitch that I won't let her take any furniture.

So, I said to her, "You want it, you gotta come steal it."

Yeah.

Come here. Come on, come on, come on. Come here, come on.

- Bueno? - Martha,

yeah, you know, I'm over here at 3520 Casa del Mar,

and there's a bit of a problem.

Uh, sorry?

Oh, 3520 Costa del Madre.

Yeah. Yeah, that's a bit different.

That's right. Okay.

Okay.

All right, you're a peach. Thanks so much.

Hey, sorry.

- Thank you. - No problem.

Remind me. How much we getting paid for this?

It's my dry cleaner's dog.

She said anything we bring in the next two weeks, no charge.

Come on, what else are we gonna do today, cure cancer?

- Maybe. - Hey!

- That's my dog. - Time to go.

What do you think you're doing? Get over here.

- Go, go, go, go! - Hey!

Winston!

Come back!

I'm gonna get you guys!

That was fun, right?

Your dry cleaner's dog?

What do you own that could possibly need dry cleaning?

The project's developer, Robert Lindus...

Please tell me you washed your hands.

Ah, that's couth.

- How's our client? - Stuck at work.

Store policy, she can't have pets there. We gotta hold him till 7.

What are we gonna do all day with a dog to babysit?

Oh, Gretchen. No, no, don't answer, okay.

I postdated this month's alimony check and she's...

Gretchen.

What are you wearing?

Well, no, he's not here right now, but... Uh-huh.

I take a message?

Yeah, stop waving his hand in front of his throat. I'll tell him.

Sorry, man.

What is up? That's so weird.

I was just about to call you.

- Jeez, you look terrific. - Yeah, you don't.

Yeah, well, sad news. My Pilates instructor died.

- How'd you find us? - There are only so many places you go.

I realized I wrote "June" on the check the second I put it in the mailbox.

I felt flattered you got the year right.

The moment I get home, I'm gonna write out another check,

- but if you need cash, I got $200... - Not why I'm here.

Mickie Gosney called the house this morning,

half out of his head, from jail.

Mickie's in jail?

He got arrested last night on a drunk and disorderly. Cops found a gun on him.

He figured you still had friends on the force and could help him out.

I didn't have the heart to set him straight.

You know... I wish you'd inform your old drinking pals

that we don't live together anymore.

It's been a year already.

Are you sure he said jail and not the tank?

- Okay, thanks. - Yeah. Wait, there's one other thing.

I'm putting the house up for sale.

What?

Why? You...

You love it there.

It's time. I made a change.

The first open house is today. I just... thought you should know.

I better run.

All right. Thanks, Gretch.

- She looked good, Gretchen. - Yeah?

- Her voice becomes her. - Thanks.

Later, let's talk about that really painful thing

that happened to you once that hurts to think about, okay?

- So, how do you know this guy? - We trained for triathlons together.

- How do you think I know him? - So, you got clean and he didn't.

I wish I knew you when you were a drunk.

- I bet you were so much more fun then. - Yeah, fun like prison.

Gosney, Mickie.

All right, sign out.

Thanks for making the stop. I feel much better.

Mickie, what is going on?

You remember my daughter, Eleanor? My little girl.

It's been a lot of years, Mick.

We haven't seen each other for a while 'cause of... You know.

Anyway, she calls me out of the blue yesterday.

Says she's in trouble, needs money.

- Like, that kind of trouble? - No.

She sounds scared.

I tell her, "I can scrounge up a few hundred bucks."

She asked me about a .38 I had from back in the day,

can she borrow it.

I was on my way when the goddamn cops rousted me.

- I was on my way to help my little girl. - Mickie, listen.

I'm sure she's fine.

You can find her. That's what you do.

Can you find my Ellie?

And give her this money.

And tell her...

Tell her her dad tried.

Make sure she's safe.

I can't. I just can't.

- You remember this girl at all? - Maybe she was in the car once

when I was pouring her dad in the backseat drunk, or I was getting poured in drunk,

- but that would've been years ago. - Let me see the money.

Smells like gym class. Sixteen, right?

Yeah.

Wait. Hey, shh.

What?

Shh.

Mother lover.

Yeah?

- Eleanor? - Not here.

- You know where she might be? - Who wants to know?

- Friends of her father's. - Private investigators.

- Both. - I haven't seen Eleanor in like a week,

and I had to pay this month's rent solo.

- Any idea where she might have gone? - If I tell you, will you do me a favor?

Slide it up against that back door.

Burglar broke in a few nights ago while I was at work.

Landlord said it would take a week to get the locksmith out here

and I'd have to pay for it.

I said, "Thanks, anyway."

Christ.

Eleanor's dad thought she might be in sort of trouble.

- You know anything about that? - You mean trouble like...?

No.

- So, you two weren't close? - I mean, we met on Craigslist.

We weren't sorority sisters or anything.

- This is Eleanor? - Mm-hm.

You said you had some idea where she might be.

No. I just needed help moving the stove.

Just 'cause she got an overnight parking ticket

doesn't mean she spent the night here.

Maybe Ellie's her daddy's girl and maybe she got drunk and couldn't drive.

- And parked her car here? - It's a safe neighborhood.

- Come on, Winston. - Hey, what are you doing with him?

I need a partner that can keep up with me mentally.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Winston, come on.

Come on. Go, go.

Go, go.

Tony?

No, no, it's not Tony.

Listen, um... my dog... My dog is stuck in your yard.

Hundred bucks say the people here employ a live-in Mexican maid.

Since when did you get so jaundiced?

Since when did you start using the word "jaundiced"?

Whoa.