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-Boss. This for you. -No, no, no. Come on.

I can't impose on your family.

No.

Yasmin, she made this just for you.

Jefe, please.

Take it.

Tell her thank you.

Yeah.

So, listen.

Today's gonna be hard.

We got inspections all day.

Forms to build, forms to break down

and deliveries all gettin' in our way.

We work hard today,

there'll be a bonus for ya.

And let's all go home

with the same amount of fingers that we came with.

All right.

Hermanos.

Have a good day. Let's get it.

-Morning, Jess. -Buenos dias, Levon.

-How you doing? -I'm good.

-Gracias. -Hey, Levon.

No one's been asking you for money today?

No.

-Why? -Because, apparently,

I am the only person in the family

who can do the vendor accounting.

Oh, excuse me!

Hey, I guess we're evil parents, babe, huh?

'Cause we make her work a couple hours.

Not today.

How about you get those disbursements done, huh?

We got a line of trucks out there that need paying.

You could pay me.

Pay you for what?

For 19 years of free rent,

and groceries, and high school,

college, makeup, karate classes?

-You want me to keep goin'? -Really? No. It's okay.

Levon, can you sign that, please?

-Dad? -What?

-Today is a total shitshow. -I know.

And you scheduled three things at once.

She's not wrong.

Hi, yeah. This is Garcia and Family Construction.

Yeah, you're speaking with Carla,

you've had me on hold for a bit now.

So, we're gettin' those deliveries today, right?

Yeah, I'll hold.

This is what I need for tonight.

That's insane. What is that? Is that for your wedding or something?

No, it's for tonight.

We finished the semester, so we're gonna celebrate.

I mean, you just finished one semester.

-Right. It's a big milestone. -Is it?

-Yes. -Is that a thing?

Look, it could be worse, okay?

-Look, I'm passing the hat. -Mm-hmm. Yeah.

-That gets us a party van. -Oh, my God.

Locks in a private room for dinner.

Just saving like crazy.

Yeah. I just need a card on file.

Mija, I can't. I don't...

Mija...

Okay, fine. I don't need it.

Just give her what she wants.

No, Mom, I can fight my own battles.

Oh, no, no, nobody's arguing that.

I mean, everybody needs a party bus, right?

After they finish one semester. Here.

Thank you.

Hey, Kate.

Excuse me.

He needs to get back to work.

Get the fuck out of here. It's not your business.

I'm good, boss.

All good. Five minutes.

Hey!

I was respectful.

You weren't.

Get outta here. Get up.

Don't come back.

-Vamonos. -Vamonos.

You okay?

How did you do that?

We need to get back to work.

This one. Over to the right.

-You got it. -Thanks, Kate.

Levon! Holy fuck!

Was that some military shit?

You didn't see anything.

If Dad knew, he'd shit bricks.

Can you teach me?

Look, my grandpa, he was a paratrooper.

Taught me how to break fingers,

track animals.

Break fingers?

Yeah.

Grandma made you tinga. Shredded chicken.

It's good.

And Grandma made you some handmade grandma tortillas.

Why is everyone always feeding me?

If we don't, you'll just eat canned tuna and peanut butter.

You didn't see anything, okay?

Snitches get stitches.

Just get my back if I ever need it.

Sure, Jenny.

See ya.

Love you, Daddy.

Love you, too, honey. Get in the truck.

What's the occasion?

No occasion.

Meredith's entertaining some friends.

Yeah.

I didn't realize today was your visitation.

You could let her stay.

Yeah, please, Doctor Roth, we don't have to do this.

You weren't there when her mother needed you

and you won't be there when Meredith needs you,

but I will.

Oh, I know.

You want to strike me.

It's your only answer.

Violence.

You're an unsafe parent.

You're a killer.

You can't pretend that you're not.

Excuse me, Doctor Roth.

Today's my day.

Why's your grandfather throwing a party on my day?

I'm super hungry. I didn't eat.

I was waiting for you.

You were?

Yeah.

Okay. Let's go.

-Here you go. -Thank you.

-Thank you. -Enjoy.

I don't need you buying stuff.

Come on. Open it.

It's Mama.

I took that picture

with a film camera my dad gave me.

Grandpa took all of Mama's pictures down.

Sometimes I forget what she looks like.

She looks like you.

Dad, can I tell you something?

Anything.

I'm mad at Mama.

For dying and leaving us.

It's okay.

I hurt, too.

Matt will see you now.

He's throwing parties for her during my visitation time.

Staring at me, laughing.

He's baiting you.

Hoping you throw a punch.

Nah.

Then he wins.

Opposing counsel

alleges you have untreated PTSD

and brain trauma from your military service,

making you at-risk for violence.

I served Britain, the country of my birth, for 22 years.

I'm the fuckin' bad guy for it?

It gets worse.

They're requesting supervised visits

and a reduction in visitation from two hours a week

to one hour every two.

I have to fight this.

I have ten grand saved up.

From sleeping in your truck?

Court won't be thrilled

by your lack of a fixed residence.

Hey, I'll figure it out.

Why does Doctor Roth hate you so much?

He thinks I killed his daughter.

Did you?

It was suicide.

I was overseas on a deployment.

She battled depression her whole life.

You've heard of attrition warfare?

Yeah. You grind the enemy down slowly.

This guy's got a team

of thousand-dollar-an-hour attorneys

who will bleed you dry

until you turn to dust and blow away.

The best we can do is negotiated surrender.

You have a daughter?

I got you guys a little somethin'.

Nina.

Jocelyn...

-Chantel. And Rubi. -Thanks, Mama.

Dude, these are insane!

Where'd you get these?

I have a cousin. Or seven.

Salud , bitches!

Thank you.

Shots.

Hey!

What? What? What?

What the fuck are we still doing here?

He said he wants the One.

"I want the One. I want the fucking One."

What the fuck does that mean?

He'll know it when he sees her, okay?

Do you know how much fuckin' money

we're gonna make on this?

-We better. -Enjoy, yeah?

Hey, last establishment.

You guys have early flights.

Is that back table open?

It's yours if you tell me your name.

It's Jenny.

Hi, I'm Johnny.

Hi, Johnny.

Right here.

My man.

You are more than a pitch deck.

Nina?

-Nina, don't throw up. -I'm fine.

She's making her puke face.

-Let's get you to a bathroom. -Oh, ew.

Cheap! Bad energy.

Ew!

Oh, my God.

I hate you so much right now, it's not funny.

It's kinda funny.

Oh, my God, I look mad busted.

I cannot go out there like this.

Okay, well, pick your battles, 'cause we're leavin' in 30.

Fuck!

Go.

Jenny's missing.

What do you mean, "missing"?

She went out with her friends on Friday.

Saturday, we were worried,

so we called the cops, and then on Sunday...

She had a piano recital on Sunday night.

We invited half our family.

My cousin Dinora is a Police Captain in Philly,

and she says they don't work these cases.

They take a report and forget about it.

Can you help us?

I can keep the site running smoothly.

No. Help us find Jen.

My dad was a Green Beret.

I can see you guys comin' a mile away.

You hunt bad guys.

You jump outta planes.

And you get those bad guys.

I'm a different person now.

All right, well,

maybe this'll help her.

Here, it's 50.

Take it.

We have another 20 for expenses.

Come on, just take it, man.

I'm sorry.

It's not who I am anymore.

Gunny, it's me!

Don't kill me!

I got steaks!

If you'd shot a foot to the left, I'd be dead.

If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead.

You know, for me,

there's no separation between day and night.

So, I got to make my own.

It's hard livin' in a gray world.

I couldn't save your eyes.

Sorry.

That eats at me.

No.

You saved my life.

Joyce would be burying tags in the back yard

if you hadn't come along, scooped me up and ran.

What's her name?

Jenny.

Jenny. All right.

She a good kid?

She's a great kid.

Now, you do this, you better lock in.

You better go full on, no half-measures.

But you do, God help 'em.

I told Jenny I had her back.

Well, uh...

I miss ya.

I worry about ya,

but you didn't have to come down here and pretend that

you needed my permission for something

you already made your mind up about.

Get in here. We're eating.

Hey, Carla.

Thanks for coming.

Where is he?

Upstairs. First door on your left.

"Moonlight Sonata".

-Yeah. -It's beautiful.

She turned down a music scholarship

to go to business school.

She wanted to be like her pops.

Be a big land developer.

And she will.

Yeah.

Nah. No, thanks.

Your family needs hope.

But I can't face 'em like this.

When my wife passed,

and I left the Royal Marines,

a lot of people would've given up on me.

But you were patient with me.

-You, Carla, Jenny. -Jenny.

You're my family.

Look at me, brother.

I'm gonna bring her home.

I promise.

I'm gonna bring her home.

"Skip's Bar."

Thank you very much. Good, bro?

You good? Yeah?

How you doing?

You need a little aperitif, you know?

All right.

Oh, yo. Wrong house, kid.

Get the fuck out.

Hello, Johnny.

Wanna have a race? See who wins?

Hands up. Stand up.

Place your fingers behind your head.

You a cop?

You wish I was a cop.

Your adventure, kid.

Where's the girl?

What girl?

The missing girl.

The one your friends snatched outta the back of the bar.

I told the cops. She ran off. Drunk or somethin'.

Fuckin' poobutt can't hold her drink.

How's that my problem?

People lie.

Do you lie, Johnny?

I don't trust people.

I trust biology.

We're all wired the same.

Get the fuck up.

Fuck you.

Your mind knows you're in the bathtub

and it's just a wet towel.

But adrenaline makes your heart race,

so you burn more air.

Your nervous system tells you that you're drowning.

Your bosses know you deal dope over the bar top?

Steal from the till?

Fuck you!

You know these guys are next level.

They wipe out entire fucking bloodlines.

Fair enough.

Just know you're giving me names.

Your choice how.

Johnny?

Where are you, brother?

You're expecting company?

Damn fuckin' right, I am.

Open the door. Fuckin' kill you.

Russians.

Fuck.

I'm sorry, Mom.

I'm sorry for...

shielding myself...

in a blanket of accomplishments.

I wish you could've seen me...

who I really am.

Just want to be strong like you.

What am I doing here?

on speaker It's better you see for yourself, boss.

It's not a big problem.

What the fuck have you two done, huh?

Why'd they shoot each other?

This is very unprofessional.

Johnny has no control. He's a weak man.

Maybe he talk crazy, and then it's bang-bang time.

-"Bang-bang time"? -Yeah.

Bang-bang time.

You notice anything different?

Your hair.

Idiot.

Where is my fucking money?

You think this was a robbery?

Impossible.

No one would rob us. No one is that stupid,

or that crazy.

This is a shotgun wound.

You see any shotguns?

-Hmm? -That's nine bands missing.

Ninety thousand dollars of our fucking money!

It's Symon's money.

Hey, sweetheart.

Hey, Daddy, what are you doing?

Uh, nothin'. Just, uh...

Just some work.

-Are you in school? -Yeah.

You supposed to be calling me from school?

No.

Everything okay?

Yeah, I just wanted to say, "hi." Love you, Daddy.

Love you, too.

Bye.

The fucking door opens itself?

I don't like this.

I'm alone in the bed all night.

You eat.

You come to bed for a bit.

You think the money falls from the sky?

Hmm?

Hope you don't mind.

I was hungry.

Thought we could have a little chat.

I'm gonna take the tape off.

But if you can't control your volume...

You go in the water.

Do you know who I am?

Should I?

You clearly have no idea who you fuck with.

Make yourself happy. Tell me.

You have heard of us?

I have.

Really?

The Vor.

The Bratva. The Brothers.

The League of Thieves.

Whatever Russian gangsters

like to call themselves these days.

You clearly are somebody.

You slaughter Vory soldiers.

You steal Vory money.

It was a misunderstanding.

I am a brother of high rank.

You and all connected with you,

will be hunted for three generations.

Yep. I assumed so.

We all know how these things play out

if you don't keep them tidy.

Fuck you!

That's for slapping that woman this morning.

That woman was my wife.

That's for slapping your wife.

Here's your money.

I'm not a thief.

I don't care about your business.

I'm lookin' for a young lady.

I... I don't understand.

The bar you do your dirty business out of,

a 19 year-old girl was kidnapped.

I'm lookin' for her.

Dimi.

Maybe you should keep your voice down.

What do you want?

Gimme the girl,

and everybody goes about their business.

A girl?

All of this is for a girl?

No one kills three people to sell a woman.

No one.

I'm not selling her.

I'm gonna bring her home.

Not stopping until I do.

Who are you?

What are you?

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

Fuck you!

Okay, we're done.

Dimi.

Who are you, Dimi?

He takes money.

He leaves money.

He kills without fear.

The question is why?

Wolo was a respected man of honor,

but his son was never like us.

Dimi is not a businessman.

He prefers mischief over hard work.

He spits on his father's heart every fucking day.

Find this man.

And bring him to me.

My name is Jenny Garcia.

My father is Joe.

My mother is Carla.

You have the wrong girl. This is a mistake.

They're not real.

You're not real.

This...

is fucking real.

Eat your fuckin' food,

then you put on the fucking clothes

-and shut the fuck up! -Fuck you!

Have you ever seen someone die before?

Huh?

Their eyes just cloud right over.

Mmm. You're so fuckin' pretty. Huh?

Aren't you, Princess?

Aw.

Boop.

Eat your fuckin' food!

Believe the idea the

White Sox are in serious talks

to build a new stadium in the South Loops, The 78,

the location by the Chicago River just off Roosevelt.

I love the idea of being in serious talks

for a new stadium in the South Loop.

How's it goin', cat? Getting rich contracting?

Oh, yeah. Pouring concrete more like.

I'm outta the game. I'm an honest taxpayer now.

You talked to Gunny? How's he doing?

Saw him the other day. He's happy.

Well, you never call me unless you need something,

so, what do you want?

Lookin' for someone called Dimi.

Probably Dimitri. An associate of Wolodymyr Kolisnyk.

That's a high-ranking dude, cat.

Mafia captain.

Legit Bratva shot caller.

Not a guy you wanna fuck with.

Nah, never.

This Dimi fella,

he might be involved in human trafficking.

Can you check NADDIS and NCIC? See if you can get a hit?

I gotta be careful,

but there's a bar called Hattie's in Joliet,

where they sell meth for the Russians.

Maybe you should get a beer there.

Nice one. Thanks.

Hey. Whatcha havin'?

I'll just have a beer. You pick.

Okay.

Oh, hey, stranger. Where you been?

Tryin' to make a buck.

You know,

rumor has it you and your shitbag brother

have been talkin' to the Russians.

Rumor has it you were so high,

you accidentally killed Big Mike in a trap house

and blamed it on a robbery crew.

Fuckin' shut up. Fuckin'...

Dutch finds out anybody's talkin' to the Russians but him,

he's gonna lose his fuckin' mind.

Shh!

Do you know this guy?

No. I've never seen him.

I don't like him.

Looks like a cop.

He's got a gun in his pocket.

Like a .38. You see it?

Fuck. Yes.

You're up, kid.

Follow me.

Go talk to the man.

You lookin' for somethin'?

My interests are strictly pharmaceutical, brother.

Any reason why you packin' heat, brah?

I'm carrying money.

Hate to lose it to a man with a knife.

He's a cop.

Are you a cop?

Nah. Are you?

Run your pockets, Chief.

Let's check for that badge.

You heard the man.

Put it on the table.

Fuckin' now.

I didn't come here to be disrespected.

All right.

Let's play.

Get him.

Get him, brother.

Bye, asshole.

Enough!

My grandpa told me to never shake hands sittin'.

Look at those bricks.

You ain't a cop, you're a working man.

Been in construction my whole life.

Were you a soldier?

'Cause you fight like a soldier.

I did my part.

I was Airborne.

They trained us to jump outta planes

and we ended up ridin' a bus into combat.

Sounds about right.

Have a seat, brother.

I heard you're in a buyin' mood.

I'm lookin' for blue glass,

the good stuff.

I need weight. Regular.

Like four pounds a month.

That's all?

Who you flippin' it to?

It goes where it's needed.

The customers are my concern, not yours.

And why here? Why us?

My Chicago connect is missin' in action.

I'm runnin' work crews in shifts 24/7.

Time is money.

Seven K for half a pound.

That's a Chicago price.

Five.

There's a pancake house

at the highway junction straight north of here.

Be there, 7:00 a.m., having breakfast.

And?

And bring five stacks.

Good talk.

Now get the fuck outta here.

Have a seat.

Mm.

This is like an awkward Tinder date.

Just give her the money.

Mmm. Lo, and behold.

People talk,

money fucks.

You got somethin' for me?

We don't know who the fuck you are, brother.

You'll get a call tellin' you where your shit is.

That's it?

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Don't play me.

I know where to find you.

Yeah. I guess you do.

Thank you for not shooting me.

fuckin' asshole.

-Yeah? -All right. You ready?

I'm gonna tell you where the skante's at, big dog.

I'm waitin'.

Under your seat.

-Thank you. -Keep the burner phone.

I'mma hit you tomorrow.

Then you can tell me how y'all motherfuckers

built Rome in a day off my shit.

Then we can talk about weight.

Guess who's gonna be princess for a night?

You are Dimi's miracle workers. Huh?

And that, that is for Dimi's miracle.

Why her?

She reminded me of a painting in one of my father's houses.

Take her in the back.

Sure.

Look how cute these ones are.

They look like little sharks.

Just like you, cutie.

She bit me!

She's supposed to be asleep!

I'm so sorry, sir.

I want her out!

Yeah?

Did they like my shit?

Let's just say they were pleased.

There's plenty more where that came from,

but there's someone you gotta check in with

if we're gonna do business.

What does that mean?

Precautionary measures, brah.

Seein' as the Feds are handin' out life sentences per pound.

Yeah, this game's not for everyone.

I hear you, big dog.

I'mma shoot you an invite for a sit-down.

Bring your money and wear a suit.

I don't have a suit.

Shit. You will tomorrow.

'Cause these motherfuckers are as high power as it gets.

I'm here to see someone called Dutch.

He's right this way.

He's over there.

-How you doin'? -Hey, Dutch.

You bring the money?

May I?

First, you gotta turn your phone off.

Now what?

You already have my money.

I came here in good faith to do business.

My name is Dimi.

Yours?

Bill.

Bill Coates.

Do you have driver's license, Bill Coates?

Excuse me?

It's fine. Let him check.

You drive rental.

We check plates.

Tax write-off.

That okay?

This man is my business partner.

He is small potatoes.

I am the big potatoes.

Tell me.

Will you be a problem?

Is this how you do business?

You invite me here to be threatened?

Checks out.

I apologize for that, "William."

You are clearly a...

serious person.

If you need resupply, use the burner.

Text bunny rabbit emoji.

Bunny rabbit emoji.

You made aware I need four pounds a month?

Oh.

Then text eggplant emoji.

We are aware.

If you like what is in the case,

we do more business.

Now, you leave and don't look back.

Fine by me.

Johnny, you're a real piece of shit.

You sneaky motherfucker.

Hi, asshole.

Hmm.

He's here.

-Oh, shit. - -on speakers He's in a black Dodge Ram

hiding in the trees.

Okay, we're pulling up now.

Let's go!

Fuck! He just fuckin' left on a bike! Go!

Go! Go! Go!

Fuck!

Show me your hands.

Hey.

You didn't see us here.

Nothing fucking happened.

We'll take it from here.

You're on the payroll too?

How do you know Dimi?

What is your business with Dimi?

Ah, you two assholes.

That man you drowned,

in his own pool while his wife was at Pilates,

that man was our uncle.

He wouldn't shut up.

I warned him.

-Do you know who we are, hmm? -Hey. Hey.

Yeah, people whose ma dresses 'em funny.

This is fucking couture, man.

It's our fucking brand!

Tie up his legs.

If you want me to be scared, you gotta try harder.

Whoa!

That is Vanko.

And that is Danya.

These are my sons.

My house and my lineage end

on these cold, steel tables.

Convene the war counsel.

Excuse me, dear.

Fuck off.

Oh, wow.

Absolutely fuckin' not.

Oh, fuck.

You're lucky you're not already dead.

Dimi, apologies, okay?

I'm sorry. I'm truly fuckin' sorry.

She fucking bit half his face off.

-It wasn't exactly half his face. But... -Oh.

Thirty-six stitches.

That's a lot.

To reattach his cheek.

I am in the business of pleasure, not surgery.

Tell me...

Fuck.

Do you know what business means?

Do I... No. I mean, yeah. Fuck.

Business means

you keep your word.

You deliver promises. You make customer happy.

Not bite fucking face off!

-Understood. -No.

You just fucked me out of 200 grand.

If you make one, I make two.

Customer wants her dead. I want her dead.

You kill her. You know where to take her.

Consider it done.

Now fuck off!

Fucking off, sir.

Holy shit, he was pissed.

Fucking beyond. He was this close to smokin' us both.

We gotta whack that girl.

Fine by me. Let's do the little bitch.

We are facing a devil.

This devil kills two soldiers.

He drowns Wolodymyr,

an esteemed captain.

Now he kills my sons.

You do understand my concern?

Where is Dimi?

Won't he know who this devil is?

Dimi's hiding.

They will help you find Dimi.

Thank you for bringing this to my attention.

Now go.

Some champagne?

Your father is dead.

Tied to a chair

and drowned in his pool.

So, it's good news.

The man who killed him

murdered my sons.

Danya and Vanko?

What the fuck?

You did not know this?

How the fuck would I know? Nobody tells me anything.

The Brotherhood treats me like I'm radioactive.

Who is this man?

I ask with kindness.

I bankroll biker gang with meth connection.

They introduce me to buyer with real cash.

We met for five minutes.

That's it.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

I have this.

He's hunting you.

Found him.

Oh.

-Hello? -Hi. Mr. Cade?

This is the Main Office.

Um, no one's come to pick up Meredith today.

I'll be right there.

-Hey. -Good day?

-Yeah. -Let's go.

Where's Grandpa? He's never late.

He's not answering me.

I sent him, like, 20 messages.

I'm sure he's fine.

You didn't kill him, did you?

Dad, I'm kidding.

Do you trust me?

Yeah.

So, if I tell you something,

you know you can believe me, right?

Okay, the build-up is just making it worse.

I made a big mistake.

Oh, my God. You did kill Grandpa.

Merry, I'm serious.

Some really bad people are after me,

and I don't want anyone I love to get hurt.

Are you sharing your location with Grandpa?

Yeah.

Can you see his location?

Maybe, I don't know.

Daddy, he's at home.

Merry, stay here, okay?

Merry! Stay there!

Daddy, be careful!

Who were they?

Russian mafia?

Yes.

They were looking for you.

This happened because of you.

Violence follows you like a cloud.

He could've left you in there, Grandpa.

He saved your life.

I can acknowledge that.

You should go to the hospital.

You'll be safe there.

I'll take care of Merry.

It's time o let the cops handle this.

Cops can't stop them.

All right.

We'll figure it out later.

And, Levon,

thank you.

You remember Gunny?

Your blind friend who doesn't know he's blind?

That's the one.

He has a country house.

We'll be safe there till the storm passes.

Hi.

You wanna come inside? Come on.

-You hungry? -Always.

-And you? -Yeah.

What happened, man?

You fuck with the wrong people, huh?

Hey, you could've stopped me.

What force on earth is gonna stop you?

It's gettin' ugly.

Can you find this girl? Can you really find this girl?

I can find her.

I'm gonna bring her home.

I hear that. You got a plan?

I'm gonna ask this Dimi fella where she is.

All roads lead to him.

Now, you killed your way into this,

you're gonna have to kill your way out of it.

I figured as much.

I can help you with that.

Oh, yeah?

Let me show you somethin'.

After you, sir.

All right, I will be your weapons sommelier

for this evening.

If you come around this wall,

you see the Avtomat Kalashnikov,

been killing Americans since 1947.

Also, comes in a deluxe, blingy version pulled direct

from Saddam's palace.

What you got over here is the M-Four Carbine,

it's the Chevy Impala of the war on terror.

Beautiful MP5 SD here if you wanna kill somebody,

but you don't wanna wake 'em up.

But this is the real beast here.

One of the original weapons of

the four horsemen of the apocalypse.

The M14.

You might remember this weapon.

I don't want to, but I do.

There you go.

I'll have to drill out the serial numbers.

Oh, no, that's already done.

These were never here. Never anywhere.

Kinda like us,

back in the day.

We did some righteous shit, brother.

Yeah, we did.

-What's in there? -None of your business.

Can I come?

Absolutely not.

What about school?

You'll miss a couple of days, at most.

I barely see you.

I don't want you getting in trouble.

Then I'll never see you.

That's not gonna happen.

See this? This is you.

Half and half.

I want you to hold onto this.

I'm comin' back for that.

Okay.

I love you.

Love you, Daddy.

Daddy, I don't want you getting hurt.

I'll be back soon, okay?

Gunny, take good care of her.

Yeah, of course.

-Thank you, Joyce. -This way.

-Bye, Levon. -All right, sweetheart.

"Our Father,

who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name,

thy kingdom come,

thy will be done."

God ain't here, sweetheart.

Have a nice nap, Princess?

We gotta pull over and load this bitch

with some fuckin' sleeping pills...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

-Fucking bitch! -Hey, take it easy!

-Pull over! -Come on! Stop!

Fucking get it, fucking bitch.

Fucking grab that bitch!

Pull over! Pull over! Pull over!

God damn it! Where's my fucking gun!

Fuck!

Fuck.

Fuckin' move, Viper!

Fuck! Fuck!

I mean, what the fuck?

She is fast.

We're going back to fuckin' prison!

Huh?

Huh? You get it?

Yeah, I get it. I get it.

Fuck! Okay, okay.

Fuck! Fuck!

Shit.

Okay, genius,

now what?

Are you all right?

My name is Jenny Garcia. I was kidnapped.

It's all right. We know who you are.

Let's get you home.

Okay.

I'm so fucking sorry.

Miss me?

Fuck!

Fucking dome the bitch!

-You gotta be kidding me. -Is that him?

What the fuck?

Fuck, it's a video call.

Here, take the fucking phone! Give me the...

-Fuck! -...God damn fucking gun.

Hey, sir.

Dimi says you still have the girl.

Uh, yeah, yeah. We still got her.

Show me she's still alive.

See? Still alive.

I want a second date tonight, at the farmhouse.

One million dollars.

Uh, yeah. Whatever you want, sir.

I'll get her cleaned up and smelling real pretty for you.

No, no, no. I want her dirty.

Not sleepy,

but dirty and alive.

For now.

-Fuck, yeah. -Oh, yes.

Which passport, okay?

You sent me all these passports.

I can't tell. Red? Blue? Green?

-I don't know what color, just tell me. - -Where are we going?

What? Okay. Yeah. Go.

I take all of them, okay?

-What do you want? You want money? -No, I don't...

Here, take your money. You take money.

I don't want your fucking money!

-You take all the money. -I don't want

-your fucking money! -You take all the money, okay?

-Let me help you! -No, no, I don't need help.

Fuck.

Get away! Stop!

Starting tomorrow, rehab.

All you do is let me slip down slippery slope.

You're supposed to be my rock.

You know, like they say, "Oh, she's my rock."

"Hey, thank you." I have nothing to thank you for.

You know what? You are just an enabler.

he's here!

Okay.

Okay. You made your point.

Now we make a deal, and you begin

a new life as a wealthy man, huh?

I can pay my own bills.

Congrats.

-Come closer and she dies. -No!

I figured that.

You should disappear. Take the money.

Make a nice life.

Where is she?

I do not know this woman.

You're a bad liar.

Why risk everything?

Why kill everyone for her?

'Cause I told her I had her back.

If I give you this woman,

you let me live?

Because if I just give you the address,

then you shoot me, huh?

What if you give me a fake address and I shoot you?

That's bad for both of us.

Head south on 57.

Then I give you her address.

Let's go.

You know this guy?

Of course, I know. He's Viper.

He's Chief of Human Resource Department

and recruiting for special projects.

Why you do all this for a whore?

Say it again.

Please, say that again.

Thought so.

Okay, Dimi,

tell me where we're going.

Where is she?

There.

She's in there?

She's there.

Promise?

I promise.

She's there.

Why her?

Who decides?

Viper goes to club,

takes pictures of pretty girls.

I send them to clients, they make choice.

Meeting is arranged.

This is my specialty service.

Like shopping for a set of snow tires.

These are human beings.

You think money gives a shit

where it comes from?

If I didn't do this,

somebody else would.

You still haven't told me why.

Why do you hunt us?

You have a daughter?

No.

Then you won't understand.

Hey, good lookin' out.

Hey, yo, we good, brother?

Man, we far from good.

That motherfucker we hooked up with Dimi

clapped out half a dozen Russians tonight.

Rumor is, he's on his way to Dimi's trap house right now.

Everybody,

mount the fuck up!

You heard the man. Mount up!

That's funny shit.

Sounds lovely, Princess.

I don't condone this behavior,

but my bank account does.

Hey. It's time.

What the fuck are we still doing here? Come on.

Yeah. I'll get the pervert.

We're all just numbers, kid. Nothin' personal.

Feels pretty fuckin' personal to me.

We have to go now, sir.

Why?

It's now or never.

Then it's now.

What have I done to you?

Nothing.

That's the best part.

I wonder what you look like on...

the inside.

The fuck was that?

whoa.

Levon!

Are they fucking shooting?

Who's gonna get fucked now, huh?

He's in there.

Shooting the place up.

Everybody,

lock and load.

Let's go get this motherfucker.

Yeah, you two on me.

You heard the man. Come on.

Stay tight, stay right.

Demon, put it through the glass.

You got it.

Levon!

Shut the fuck up!

Hey. It's gonna be okay.

Yeah?

You just... Yeah.

I'm beginning to think

that you do not know what you are doing!

Don't worry, sir.

Everything's under control.

I promise you.

I'm gonna cut your heart out.

Good luck.

What the fuck is your real name?

Levon.

Nice to meet you, Levon.

You ready, son?

I'm always ready.

My fight wasn't with you.

I know, brother.

Finish it.

Sorry, brother.

-Levon! -What the fuck?

How dare you come in here?

-Fuck! Shit! -Oh, fuck!

Oh, that is not good.

What the fuck?

-Hang on. -Reload!

wait, wait, wait.

No, no, no!

-I can explain everything! -Fuck!

No!

Oh, shit.

Mommy!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuckin' bitch!

Fuck.

Fuck you!

It's over now.

Fucking die, bitch!

I think I killed her.

Good.

Fuck.

Whoa.

Stay on my six.

What's that mean?

Follow me.

There's an active shooter in there.

Shit.

Let's kill this guy.

What was that?

Bluetooth.

Is that a grenade?

Mind your ears.

Oh.

You ready?

No.

Time to go.

See you on the other side.

What was that?

Respect for an old friend.

You ready to go home?

Get me the hell outta here.

Yes, my brother.

He escaped...

with the girl.

None of this was business.

The devil has what he came for.

Let him go.

I understand our need to move quietly in the world.

But I will not turn the other cheek

to the man who killed my children.

Then we will kill you.

The Brotherhood comes before your personal vengeance.

Do you understand?

I understand.

Hey...

snitches get stitches.

¡Mija! Oh, my God.

-I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. -No. No.

No. No.

Levon!

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

I was thinking about taking Merry

out to the chicken coop today.

Oh.

-Yeah, would you like that? -Yeah.

-Yeah. -I don't know.

You better watch out for that old grumpy one.

He's mean. He's mean.

Oh, no. He's mean.

Hey, Dad, it's you! You came back.

Told you I would.

You're okay, Daddy?

Yeah. I nicked myself shaving.

Hi.

Welcome back.

Hey, Joyce.

You're in one piece.

Just about.

Well, I guess they didn't kill you, huh?

Nah. They really tried their best.

Oh.

You found that girl?

I found her.

So, what did I miss?

Well, I made friends with a crow and an owl.

And there's a goat I taught to say my name.

-No. -Yeah.

It was really cool. I was just talking,

and then it was like, "Merry!

"Merry!"

Welcome back, brother.

You're home.