Hey, you asked for me, and I have come. I want to tell you this was a wise move—very smart, because I’m here to help everyone—all parties—but mostly you. Uh, those two detectives—They just gave me an earful. And what they were telling me is—it’s problematic. I’m gonna pitch it back to you so I know we’re on the same page. A neighbor lady saw a suspicious van parked across the street from the Kettleman’s house two nights in a row. She wrote down the license plate. It was your license plate. Cops tracked your van and you, searched it, and found blood on the floor. So... here we are. Um... um... they’re calling the FBI in on this, [Jimmy sits down] which makes it federal. That’s a bad thing, Nacho. That’s–that’s very bad, but if you tell me where the family is, if–if you give them up now—full cooperation, deep remorse—I feel very good about knocking your sentence down to the minimum: 18 years. They take this good-behavior thing very seriously, so start here, right here. Tell me the family is okay. Tell me the kids are okay. [beat] You want to tell me your thoughts and weigh in? Does this sound like a plan that you can get behind?
You miserable piece of shit. You set me up.
I what?
You gave my score to another crew, and now you’re setting me up.
I... What the—What? Did the cops beat you? ‘Cause you’re talking like a person with head trauma.
You think you’re funny?
What are you saying? Are you saying that you have nothing to do with this? That was your van outside the house. You weren’t there?
Yeah, I was there. I was casing the place, figuring out the best way in and out, what time they went to bed. All that. They were fine when I left. That’s it.
You have nothing to do with the Kettlemans?
I was never in the house.
What about the blood in your van?
They DNA my ride, all they’re gonna find is the blood of your skate-rat twins, plus whatever piss and shit you leaked out when you were in there. Nobody's been in the back of that van since.
I... I don’t understand.
Here’s what I understand, councilor. I told my plan to one other person. One: You. Now here I am, under arrest. Go figure.
I don’t know anything about a setup or another crew.
[Nacho slams his shackled wrists on the table, startling Jimmy]
You know what? I don’t even care. The cops are out there right now, poking into my business, and if they find something on me or my partners, for real, it’s gonna be bad for you. Really bad.
Bad? Bad as in?
You get me out of here today... or you’re a dead man.
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