Popeye the Slayer Man

Come on. Move your ass!

The bitch . Fuck!

We see you!

You're not gonna get away from us.

What? What are you doing?

Man, you shouldn't. Isn't this the place?

So you're afraid of ghosts now? Come on!

We shouldn't be here, man.

What?

You know what happened here, right?

Bro, just move. Let's go.

Adrienne, come to daddy.

Don't let her get off.

Don't let her get off.

I think we should get outta here.

We ain't going anywhere till we get what we want!

- Gotcha, bitch! - Oh my god!

Come on, Adrienne.

Making me run.

Where do you think you're going?

She ain't going nowhere.

You think you can just steal coke from us

and just walk away?

Please, please, I didn't mean to.

Please, here, I'll pay you back.

Oh, you'll pay us back in more ways that you know.

This ain't your business.

You best get the hell outta here or else you next.

Oh, fuck.

It's him.

I'll kill her.

I'll slit her throat.

One step closer, I swear I will.

You're a monster.

I yam what I yam.

Oh.

Oh, Dexter, graceful and delicate as always.

Here, lemme give you a hand.

Careful with that one.

I don't want you to strain a muscle.

I know, what the hell is all this stuff for?

It's the equipment I checked out for my documentary.

Oh, is this that pirate man thing you were going

on about in class? -Sailor Man.

Semantics.

I don't think you actually know what that word means.

But does it sound like I do?

What if I deferred for you, would you do the documentary?

I don't know, I mean, it sounds a little lame.

I'm just saying, I could pay you a lot of money

in, like, two years or something.

Olivia?

Oh, the infamous Olivia. Huh?

I finally get to meet the latest object

of your obsessive affection.

It's not like that.

She just helped me out with the documentary.

Spare me. I've known you since the second grade.

I know exactly what that puppy dog eyes

and goofy smile means.

Just don't give her a hard time, please?

I'm your best friend.

Of course I'm gonna give her a hard time.

Just don't embarrass me. Okay?

-Hey, Dexter. -Hey, Olivia, oh.

Oh, need a hand?

No, I got it.

Not embarrassing at all.

Pardon my friend for being so rude. I'm Lisa.

Olivia.

So Dexter roped you in to helping out

with his little homework assignment?

Nothing like a night in an old dusty factory

for a first date.

Not a date.

Yeah, look at him blush.

I'm actually really excited.

I've been doing research about the urban legend

of the Sailor Man.

Uh-huh.

They say he's still out there roaming the old docks,

searching for something

Or someone.

Still time to join us.

As riveting as that sounds,

it's a hard pass for me.

I have plans.

Doing what?

Anything but that.

Katie's coming, Seth will be there too.

Dexter Carter, are you trying to bribe me by dangling

a piece of man in front of my face?

Is it working?

Of course not.

I'm completely impervious to the womanizing charms

of Mr. Seth Stevens, for sure.

Are you lying?

Yeah, I am.

I mean, if this pirate man is real,

maybe Seth can protect me.

Sailor Man, and we're meeting there 05:00 p.m., sharp.

I thought it was just Katie coming.

How'd you get Seth to join?

I told him Lisa was coming.

Thanks for ignoring my text last night.

Oh, I must've been busy.

So, guess who got roped into Dexter's little movie.

-Really? -Mm-hmm.

I thought you weren't that into documentaries.

Oh my God. Of course I am.

Maybe we should get together and make

a little movie of our own.

Maybe.

It's not a yes.

I think you're a little too used to hearing that word.

Come on, Lisa, I mean,

we can both keep playing this little game,

but I think we know exactly how this night's gonna end up.

Really, and how's that?

Quiet, dark, me on top

of you staring into your beautiful eyes?

Okay, maybe it'll be me on top of you.

That works too.

Pick me up in an hour.

Mr. Alistair?

Uh.

You're late,

Ms. Harrigan. -Oh God, I'm so sorry,

Mr. Alistair, this place is

a little outta my normal territory.

I tried calling you.

Well, you're here now.

So what's the purpose of needing to meet with me?

Well, as you know, my clients have drawn up plans

to demolish this site

for the new construction project once the deal closes.

Yes, I saw other plans for the new waterfront condos.

It'll be a nice change from this eyesore.

Not the sentimental type?

This place has been rotting for 20 years.

Be happy to see it gone for good.

Which brings us to our little meeting.

See, I wanted to talk to you in person,

privately without my clients present.

Do they have a problem with the deal?

Well, no, it's just more about the history of this place.

Such as?

Well, to start with, that contamination report

that you disclosed in the sales agreement

did raise some concerns.

That report clearly shows there

was no lasting environmental effects to the groundwater

or surrounding areas.

It's been over 20 years since

that report was done.

I mean, we're curious why you haven't tried

to reopen the factory.

Hmm, it's purely a business decision.

Factory had been losing money for years,

served me better as a tax write-off.

Is there something else your clients are concerned with?

Well, yeah, let's just say that they are, you know,

aware of the charming stories circulating about this place

and this so-called Sailor Man.

I don't believe in ghost stories, Ms. Harrigan.

And if you wanna get this deal done, neither should you.

Am I making myself clear?

Crystal, all right,

well, let's just get you

to sign off on some of these papers then.

Is that pipe smoke?

Wait here a moment.

Well, I, no, I, uh, okay.

Mr. Alistair?

Oh, oh my God.

Oh, okay. -What the hell is going on?

What the hell, lady?

That's Angus. He does security for my properties.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, I'm so sorry.

I am so sorry.

I, I thought that he was...

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. I just...

Maybe we should go back to my office

and we can finalize these papers there?

Yes. I will wait for you outside, sorry.

Do a full sweep of the building.

I think there may be a vagrant hiding out in here.

When you find him, get rid of him.

What if they don't wanna leave?

I trust you can find a way to convince them.

Make sure you shut the power off

and lock this place up tight when you leave.

Gotcha.

Don't be shy. I got a little present for ya.

Come out, come out, wherever you are!

You in there?

Come on out now, you fuckin' bum,

and I'll take it easy on ya.