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How, how do you know this is Caine's suite?
met at a Fairfield Inn suite off I-25.
thinking you're going to get a confession
(men chattering)
when I saw something on the TV,
No, it doesn't work like that.
He's going to wear a clicker on his ankle.
So I'm watching the news and they're saying about the whole thing,
never in corporate-owned casinos,
(door closes)
Sterling Frost Sr.: My God, kid.
Sheriff: The investigation isn't closed yet.
With my mom and everything, I can't afford it.
These rich fucks have these rings.
Charlie, we talked about this.
Please tell me that you kicked his ass out.
-Yeah. -You can't blame yourself.
and she actually did something about it.
that Sterling Frost Casino plays dirty.
where she puts her clothes with the, the--
I'm going to touch my nose.
One more night.
Natalie, where are you, you dumb (bleep)?
And he figures this place just runs itself.
(Paul McCartney and the Wings' "Junior's Farm" playing)
for saying yes right now.
You got somewhere safe to go?
So for tonight, just don't tell anyone about this, okay?
He's seen you on the floor.
Everything's going to be alright.
Charlie: Thank you.
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-Something up? -Nah.
Goddammit. What is with me and that word? Yes.
-Hey, Chuck. -Yeah.
Hey, did you talk to the police about Natalie's death?
Mr. Sterling. Yeah, it's, uh, been a while.
Word spread quick.
And then I remember,
Thinks maybe private games are not such good luck for him.
Aren't you pissed?
Sheriff: I'm still not sure I understand how I can help you.
you can thank me.
I'm not, uh... What's the word?
So it's unlikely he'll move it.
the obvious answer is her husband called her.
-(people chattering) -(machines beeping)
Maybe that's a dumb reason for me to stay with Jerry,
but that actually makes perfect sense.
But do me a favor,
(people chattering)
Yeah.
Hmm.
God.
Her shift ends at 9:00.
(chuckles) Alright.
Let's see how we did. Hmm?
That you figure we killed her?
Turns out he's doing private pick-up games in our suite.
Oh, my God.
Your choice.
Yeah, son of a bitch.
He's going to be there, and he'll be sorry and sweet.
(people chattering)
what he means to this casino.
He's not it. I was, uh, cleaning the room,
she tried to call me last night.
You can get this one.
Have a seat.
Man, it just...
You're comin' with me.
"I think this 'cause I think this,"
Thursday night mid-stakes ring game.
Right.
I'm happy you're enjoying your dead-end life.