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Brandon said he'll let us
work here

if we sell a little E
on the side.

Drugs? Fi, no.

The donor backed out,

and we've been waiting
for another match.

I'm afraid we can't help you.

I got Luca's results.

I'm sorry, Thony.

This disqualifies him
from the trial.

Get out.

Get out of here!

What, are you scared of me now?

You're not the man
I thought you were.

You don't get to judge me

and still take
from the fruits of my labor.

I only did this
to help my family.

Leaving Las Vegas.
LA, here we come.

- Snacks?
- Check.

- Water?
- Check.

Sob story?

- Check.
- Mm-hmm.

Is this crazy,
what I'm about to do?

No crazier than me thinking
I can afford

an immigration attorney
for Chris.

At least it's an adventure,
you know,

like Thelma and Louise
on the open road.

Yeah, I remember
how they ended up.

You can do this, Thony.

I know you can
convince this idiot

who backed out on Luca
to change his mind.

Ah, if I'm allowed
to talk to the donor.

No, when. Visualize it.

Okay.

First, I'm gonna convince
Dr. Ramtej to give me his info.

I mean, he'd be saving
Luca's life.

Who can say no to that?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Yeah!

No, I'm sorry.

I know how hard it was
when that donor backed out.

But there was nothing
I could do then,

and there's nothing
I can do now, Thony.

Luca's liver was damaged
from an infection.

If he can get
the bone marrow transplant now,

his liver could repair,

but without it,
he won't stand a chance.

Thony, you know I'm not allowed

to give you
the donor's information.

You could talk to him.

Yeah, if he knew it was a kid,
he'd be a schmuck to say no.

There are privacy laws in place.

I'm not allowed
to talk to him either.

And even if I could,

it says here he withdrew from
the donor registry altogether.

I'm sorry,

but my hands are tied.

I'm not leaving here without
the donor's name and address.

Hell yeah.

We won't have much time.

I hope he didn't
lock his office.

Okay. Okay.

If Dr. Ramtej comes back,
do something.

Yeah, yeah, okay.

Come on, come on.

Thony, Thony. Thony!

Go.

Dr. Ramtej.

Thony's just in the restroom,
but I wanted to ask you,

do you know anything
about migraines?

Yeah, I've been having
this pain right here.

Really, I'm not a neurologist.

No, I mean,
I've been using aspirin

and ibuprofen, but I mean,
just nothing seems to work.

You want to see if your doctor
can prescribe medication

with naproxen or eletriptan.

Wait, how do you spell it?

I mean, I'll have
to write these down.

I mean I'll never remember
these, let alone spell them.

- Crap. Do you have a pen?
- Yes.

The first one is naproxen,

which is N-A-P-R-O-X-E-N.

- Uh-huh.
- And eletriptan.

Okay.

Great, thank you
so much, Doctor.

- Yes.
- Yes. Oh, your pen.

- Oh, thank you.
- Thank you. Bye.

- Come on.
- 1613.

Ooh, it's a nice house.

Well, I mean,
at least he's Filipino,

I mean, that should help.

Mm-hmm.

Hi, we're looking
for Joe Fabroa.

Is he home?

He doesn't live here anymore.

Oh, really?

Do you know
where we can find him?

If you're asking for money
or something...

No, no, no, it's not that.

Oh, my son got sick,
and he agreed to help him.

That doesn't sound like my dad.

Please. I wouldn't ask
if it wasn't an emergency.

He works at West Coast
Premiere Automotive

- in Santa Clarita.
- Okay.

And please don't tell him
I told you.

- Thank you very much.
- Thank you. Thank you.

Santa Clarita.
Where's Santa Clarita?

Ah, did you get
the jalapeño chips?

- Ah, get your own.
- Not nice.

You see the surveillance photos

- of Knight yet?
- Mm-mm.

I mean, what kind of councilman

gets that kind of ass?

The kind who can pay for it.

Her name's Lexi Torres.

She's a dancer at La Habana.

She does twirly thing
from the scarves.

- An aerialist?
- Yeah, whatever.

Maybe we could use her
as our eyes inside the club.

I've already got
someone for that.

- Your cleaning lady?
- Right.

Well, you seem overly confident,

considering she
didn't bring you squat

from the Barsamian wedding.

You know, Thony
is our direct link to Arman,

but you're right;
I mean, if we could nab Knight

for bribery and make him talk,

maybe ASAC Russo will stop
riding our asses.

She's riding your ass,
Garrett, not mine.

Joe Fabroa,

you have customers
in the showroom.

- Joe Fabroa.
- That's gotta be him.

Look at that strut.
He's definitely Filipino.

- Ah, my Filipina sisters.
- Mm-hmm.

Looks like you found
the right man.

All right, so just tell me
what you got your eye on,

and I'll get you cruising'
out of here in no time.

Thank you, Joe, but do you mind
if we talk in your office?

Got financing concerns?
I got you, all right?

Don't you worry about it.

Come on. Water or coffee?

Oh, no, thank you.

Oh, you sure about that?
It's not bad. Huh?

We got one of those
pod machines.

Okay.

I hate to disappoint,

but I don't really
speak to Tagalog.

Oh.

I mean, my Lola
used to call me her...

But no other than that.

Her stinky monkey?

I thought it meant her good boy.

Well, then you're in luck,

because today
you're getting the good boy.

How can I help you?

Wait, let me guess.
Sleek European model.

Well, actually,

there's something I need
to talk to you about.

My son has a life-threatening
immune disorder.

And we came here
from the Philippines

for a bone marrow transplant.

But the donor backed out.

Is this some sort of joke?

I came to ask if you would
please reconsider

going through with the donation.

How the hell did you find me?

Joe, my son's entire
immune system is broken.

A simple cold could kill him.

All right, look.

I feel really bad for you.

I do.
But this is not my problem.

But, Joe, her son could die.

So you just come here
to my place of work,

and you corner me?

I don't know you.

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

But you were the only match
for my son.

No, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry,
because I can't help you.

Why did you sign up
as a donor in the first place?

I didn't. My daughter did.

And she's not even
speaking to me anymore.

Listen.

I know it's not allowed,
but I can pay you.

- I don't have much, but...
- Fine.

You want my bone marrow?
It'll be 50 grand.

You can't be serious.

We're your kabayan.

- We're your people.
- I was born in Reseda, okay?

I'm as American as the next guy.

So don't come at me
with your problems

just because I'm half Filipino.

The procedure only takes
a few hours.

Joe, please be reasonable.

100 grand.

And now you're
just being a dick.

Yeah.

I can play this game all day.

Trust me.

You don't want
to negotiate with me.

Now, if you don't have
the money,

get the hell out of here
before I have you removed.

I'm sorry, Thony.

That wasn't exactly
the road trip we envisioned.

It would have been more fun
to drive off the Grand Canyon.

Wait, why are
all the lights off?

Wait, did you see that?

There's someone's inside.

Thony. Oh, my God.

Be careful.

Wait!

- Okay, okay.
- Wait.

Be careful.

Who's in there?

Oh, God!

You scared the crap out of us!

We're playing flashlight tag.

Yeah.

Chill out.

We were just having fun.
Remember that?

So what took you guys so long?

It was complicated.

So no donor?

Hi, Daddy, miss you.

- Figures.
- Chris, not the time.

I'm just saying,

did you really have to drive
all the way to LA?

Yes, we did,

'cause if we didn't,
we'd always be asking ourselves

if we did everything
we could, all right?

Okay, jeez, sorry.

Don't you have homework
or something?

- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

You know there...
There's money I saved up.

You should just take it
for Chris' attorney.

Don't say that.

Hey, you're gonna find a way
to get this transplant, Thony,

and I'm gonna
figure out something too.

I mean, maybe Brandon
will still let me

work at the Golden Phoenix.

Don't worry.

I'm gonna give him back
his stash.

I'm not gonna sell drugs, okay?

- I didn't say anything.
- Hmm.

You didn't have to.

What are you gonna tell Marco?

The truth.

Right back to square one.

Good night, kiddo.

We'll play flashlight tag
when I see you next, okay?

Good night, Daddy.

Okay.

All right, peanut.

Sleepy tight now, yeah?

Hey.

He's pale. His eyes look tired.

It's his liver.
It's getting worse.

I feel so helpless.

I haven't held my son
in nearly a year.

You have no idea how that feels.

If we're really out of options,

I need you to bring home my son.

It's not gonna come
to that, Marco.

I'm gonna figure out a way.

I don't know how, but I will.

Okay?

Yeah, I pray. I love you.

I love you.

Hey, Brandon, it's Fiona.

Wondering if we might
be able to meet up.

Call me.

Have a seat.

I really need to get to work.

Oh, don't worry.
This won't take long.

So the walkies were a big hit.

The kids loved them.

Sammy actually barely even
looked at the bike

his mom got him, so hey,

score one point for Dad, huh?

Oh, that's good.

So you went to Sammy's
birthday party after all.

Solid advice.
You're very wise woman.

Which is why I'm surprised

that you're still
playing games with me.

We both know that you're not
telling me everything, Thony.

You recognize that guy?

No.

Thony, you remember
that little rule, hmm?

Lying to a federal agent,
it's a felony.

He's at the club
almost every day.

He's Mr. Free Lunch.

And I'd say by your
non-reaction reaction,

you do recognize him.

Hey, you remember Q, hmm?

You know, James Bond, 007?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

One of the cool things
about being in the FBI?

All these little doodads
right here,

they're actually
recording devices.

So the next time that you see
Knight talking with Arman,

all you gotta do is...

and just drop it
under their table.

Oh, no, I don't think so.

Oh, no. I'm not asking.

What happens
if they see me do this?

Oh, you just say, you know,

"Whoopsie, I dropped my pen,"
you know, kind of like that.

I will see after your shift.

Elaine.

So you're Mr. Barsamian's
business partner?

Oh, they're more
than business partners.

Arman is like a son to him.

He put the entire deal
together for Hayak.

Our capitals lined up,

and their gaming license
is preapproved.

All we need is for your client

to sell us his hotel and casino.

And Arman's definitely gonna
make it worth your while

to convince him.

You know, we all take care
of each other

around here, Elaine.

Well, you should know
I have Chinese investors

waiting in the wings.

Oh, trust me, Arman's offer
is going to be competitive.

- Let me tell you that.
- It's like Eric says, Elaine.

We take care of everyone
we deal with here.

I will let you two
figure out those details.

Excuse me one minute.

Here's the details.

Thony.

A word, please.

Look, I don't know if you've
done fine dining before,

but you don't sweep the floor

when the clients
are still present.

Sorry, I wasn't thinking.

What is it?

Luca started his trial,
didn't he?

No, he got kicked out
because of liver damage,

so he can't be in it.

So they care more
about the success of a trial

than saving his life?

Yeah.

Well, now he needs
a liver transplant.

But he can't get one until
his immune system is fixed.

And the only possible
bone marrow donor

is still being an ass.

- You spoke to him?
- Yeah, yesterday.

I tracked him down
to where he works.

I stole his records
from the hospital.

Well, that's a real
gangster move right there.

Yeah.

Well, even after I told him
about Luca,

he still won't do it.

Not unless I pay him
a lot of money.

- How much money?
- $100,000.

Seriously? To save a kid's life?

That's extortion.

- How much do you have?
- Maybe $10,000.

I'm not asking you
for the money.

No, it's not about the money.
This guy's exploiting you.

Let me talk to him.

I know what happens
when you talk to someone.

There's nothing I hate more
than people in power

screwing over people in need,

and that's what he's doing
to you right now.

So do you want my help or not?

Okay.

Just don't hurt him.

Fully loaded, power steering,
max torque,

a premium sound system that
will blow your head off, okay?

Zero to 60 in six.
She's a beaut, right?

Eh, she's all right.

I prefer my Caddy.

Oh, come on.

Caddies are for grandpas.

A man of your style deserves
to be in something cool.

What kind of man are you, Joe?

A man of his word
or one who's out for himself?

Well, let's talk numbers.
I'll give you a good deal.

I'll give you 10 grand.

- For a down payment?
- For your bone marrow.

Who the hell are you?

It's a generous offer,

considering you signed up
to do it for free.

All right, look.

I told that lady a price
to get her off my back.

I'm not gonna do it
for 10 grand,

and I'm not gonna do it
for 100 grand,

so tell her to lay off.

Wrong answer.

You wanna try again?

No.

I'm done talking with you

and any other pit bull
she decides to sic on me.

So stop wasting my time.

And tell that woman
to stay the hell away from me!

There she is.

Hey.

Oh, I was wondering
when you were gonna call me.

How you been?

Oh, you know,
moving and grooving.

Yeah, and have you been moving

any of that Molly I gave you?

That's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

It's still
a little risky for me,

but I mean, I'd still love to be

a cocktail waitress for you.

Yeah, well, see,
that's a little risky for me,

what with your situation at all.

But you can make decent money
selling this stuff.

Tonight you can make
two grand easy.

You'll be a natural.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Hey, has anyone seen Molly?

That's your cue.

Wait up.
Molly's coming your way, baby.

It's gonna be the easiest thing
you've ever done.

Ready?

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Yeah?

Yeah. Yeah.

Okay.

Have fun.

Come on, girl!

It's Molly time!

Come on, gimme, gimme, gimme.

Now we can party.

There I did it.

It was easy, right?

Hey, wait, hold on.

Sit down.

Let me get you a coffee
or something, huh?

I don't want anything from you

Hey! Hey!

Stop!

There's your retainer.

Let's get
Chris' paperwork started.

And there you have it,

Councilman Knight
taking a hefty kickback

from a Vegas
real estate developer.

And we've got a recording
from Garrett's cleaning lady

to back up
what we're looking at.

Booyah. Proof of a bribe.

And you did this by the book?

You didn't go off
the reservation?

Stayed in my tepee
the whole time, Kemosabe.

Well, then I'd say we have
enough to get a search warrant

for Knight's home and office

and anywhere else
he lays his head.

Mm-hmm.

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.

Come on, come on.

Somebody's feeling themselves.
Come on, now.

- How'd it go?
- Well, you were right.

He's a stubborn son of a bitch
who won't listen to reason.

What did he say?

Well, you can ask him yourself.

Oh, no.

I asked you

to talk to him, not kidnap him.

I talked to him,
but he's an ass, all right?

This way, he can think
about his actions.

You shouldn't have done this.

And he shouldn't have
left you in the lurch.

All right, now he's got a chance

to make things right.

Go on.

Joe, I...

I am so sorry.

You should be ashamed
of yourself.

I didn't ask him to do this.

You know, it's people like you

who give immigrants a bad name.

You come here.
You take what you want.

Hey, you need my bone marrow?
Just suck it right out of me.

No.

I came here
because you were the only match

out of 35 million people
on the bone marrow registry.

And it felt to me
like a miracle.

But after six days
of chemotherapy

to prep for the transplant,
you just disappeared.

You quit and left my son
with nothing.

Can you imagine
what it feels like

to have a child who could die?

Joe, you have a daughter.

Wouldn't you do everything
you could to save her?

Don't go there.

I'm not gonna let you
manipulate me like she did.

How could you just
turn your back on us

when you could save his life?

I am not going to risk my life

for a couple of strangers.

Donating is safe and easy, Joe.

It won't be painful at all.

You won't even have
to take time off work.

What do you think
is happening now?

You're right.

I'm sorry.

I never intended for things
to get out of hand like this.

Really?

Then let me go.

We have to let him go.

Absolutely not.

Let him think about it
for a while,

he's gonna change his mind.

- We can't force him.
- You have no choice.

You have to do this for Luca.

I'm not gonna
steal his bone marrow.

One second.

What's up, Eric? I'm busy.

I'm being raided by feds,
lots of them.

Listen, you have to get
my laptop out of Lexi's room.

What are you talking about?

They're not gonna
find anything here,

but trust me, you do not
want the FBI to know

what's in my laptop, okay?

Just calm down.

You're gonna keep
your mouth shut

until your lawyers
are with you, you understand?

Go, go, go!

And we're gonna
get you out of this, man.

All right, hey, come on.
I need your help.

Well, what about him?
We can't leave him here.

It'll do him some good
to stew on things for a while.

Come on, let's go.
We're going back to the hotel.

I you need to get something
from Lexi's room.

Why can't his girlfriend get it?

She's out of town.

If the feds get their hands
on that laptop,

it'll implicate us.

What if someone catches me?

Just say you're cleaning
the room, then get out.

And remember, you're gonna have
to go down to the lobby,

then back up
to the hotel suites, all right?

2006, Be quick.

Lexi Torres,
it's the FBI. Open up.

Did you hear something?

Lexi Torres, if you are here,
show yourself now.

Renée.

Let's go.

Hey.

Sorry.

Right. Of course, yeah.

Come on, let's go.

You got it?

No one saw you?

This will pull you
a lot of favors from Hayak.

You really got us
out of a bind here.

I'll let him know
what you did for us.

What do you wanna do with him?

Get up.

Hey, come on, get up.

So what are you gonna do now?

Drain me of my bone marrow
and then dump me in the desert?

That the plan?

I'm taking you home.

All right, listen, jackass.

I know where you work.

I know where you live.

You understand me?

Ah.

My wife went in
for a simple procedure.

They told her it would be safe
and easy too.

Small hernia operation,
no big deal.

I watched her walk
into the patient room.

And she never came out.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

The lawyers
representing the hospital

said they were sorry too.

So did the doctors.

Everyone was sorry.

After that my, daughter and I
stopped talking to each other.

She kept saying,

"Suing the hospital
isn't going to bring her back."

Ah, it was all my fault, really.

I was just so angry.

Angry at the world.

How can you not be so angry

at what's happening to your son?

How can you just...

live your life
without hating everyone?

As long as I have my son,
I have to have hope.

My wife was the glue
in our family.

Without her...

Oh, damn it, what happened?

Flat tire.

Here, pull over to the side.

Don't suppose you know
how to change a tire?

I made sure that Grace knew

how to do general maintenance
on a car.

I think more fathers

should teach their daughters
this stuff.

Your dad never taught you?

Well, my dad was a doctor
who died

at the hands of the Khmer Rouge
before I was born.

But my mother never stopped
telling me how brave he was

and how he would risk
his life for others.

That's why I became a doctor.

Guess that tops knowing
how to change a tire.

It's my son.

Hey, peanut, you okay?

Can you sing me to sleep, Mommy?

Of course. How could I forget?

Put the phone on the pillow.

Yeah, and close your eyes.

Okay. I love you.

That lullaby you were singing.

It was the same song that
my wife would sing to Grace

whenever she got fussy.

She always loved her mama
more than me.

Even when she was a baby.

Turn around.

Why?

We're going back to Vegas.

I changed my mind.

I want to help you and your boy.

Okay?

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Get some rest now, baby.

- That was amazing, Fiona.
- Yeah?

Yeah, just like
my Lola's cooking.

This whole house
reminds me of her.

Smells the same.

Told you, Mom,

the house smells like
an old lady's house.

- Chris!
- Shh, boy

Rude much?

Well, my Lola was a great
cook, just like your mom.

Mm-hmm. Mm!

- Mind if I have another?
- Oh, okay.

- I like my beer.
- Yeah.

So don't think you're getting
my liver next,

'cause it's already pickled.

I still don't know how Thony

talked you into donating
your bone marrow,

but thank God she did.

Well, who would I be if I
didn't help out my kabayan?

Mm-hmm.

My Filipina sisters.

So, Joe, I have
a surprise for you.

No, thanks, I don't want
any more surprises from you.

This is a good one.

I thought you might like
someone else

driving you back home.

Grace?

I told her
what you did for Luca.

I'm so proud of you, Tatay.

Thank you.

I hate this place. It's filthy.

What, you think
I like this place?

Listen, just don't worry, okay?

I'm gonna be out here
in no time.

And when I get out of here,
I'm gonna take care of you,

so just sit tight.

Oh, my God.

Agent Miller.

Ah, son of a bitch!