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No.

Cut!

We didn't get the shot.

I told you, he has
to fall out of the frame.

You can't track him to the pad.

Let's do it again.

Oh, man, give me a second.

Uh... Hey, Rip.
You good to go again or not?

No, not with this pad.

It's too hard.

It's too old.

I'm not doing this again, bro.

Hey, you said he was a pro.

Let me see what I can do.

Yeah, just get him back.
Or after this week,
you're both done.

- Rip!
- Oh, my God.

Randy, what do you got?

Yo, Colt Seavers.

Fall Guy.

You know it.
See, I knew you would too.
Lee Majors, baby.

Listen, I'm just calling
to see if you're digging
that job that I sent you.

Missing stuntman.

Yeah, Hale Ripley.

Listen, I'm kind
of a big fan of this guy.

He's one of
the first Black stuntmen
to make it out of his hometown.

He's got
a ton of credits, dawg.

He was based
in Hollywood for a while

and now he's in Detroit doing
this low-budget indie movie.

He went missing
after a big stunt.

Who posted the reward?

Girlfriend, Laura.

Offering 12K.

All right. I'm not
too far away. I'll head there
now. Thanks, Randy.

Laura.

You must be
Colter Shaw. Thanks for coming.

So, your boyfriend's been
missing since last night?

Yeah, his motorcycle's
not on the lot.

The phone goes to voicemail.
He hasn't come home.

He doesn't do this.

Got it. Does he have
any other family?

He's got an ex
and a son in his 20s.

The ex hasn't heard from him,
doesn't seem to want to,

and I left a message
with his son to call me
if he gets in contact with him,

but I haven't heard
anything back.

They close, he and his son?

Not really. Dalton doesn't
visit much, rarely calls.

I don't think
he's too happy about it,
but I let it be his thing.

Okay. And the last time
anyone saw him

was when he left the lot
when he walked off the set?

Yeah.

I don't know what made him
mad this time, but he said
this production was a mess.

Unsafe, long hours,
cutting corners.

He actually said he was going
to try to get me on this movie,

but after
the first day of shooting,
he changed his mind.

-You're in
the business as well?
-Yeah, it's kind of how we met.

I do stunt crash driving.

He's a high fall guy
on this production, but he
can do anything else, so...

Well, he used to.

When we first started
working together, I could tell
that he was struggling,

so I brought him
to an NA meeting.

Was it pain pills?

-Pretty common
in our line of work.
-Yeah.

We've all been through it.

Knees, titanium shoulder,
pins in his back.

Is there a chance maybe that...

your boyfriend relapsed?

He was fine
when I saw him yesterday.

You know, we went to a meeting
first thing in the morning,
like always.

Okay. Okay.

What about the lot and on set?
Any problems there?

He having any problems
with anyone?

Yeah, I mean, everyone,
except maybe the caterers.

You know, he wasn't one
to keep his mouth shut.

Okay. Anybody see anything?

Anybody have any idea
where he might have gone,

what he might have done?

His stunt partner helped me
sneak onto the lot,

but someone spotted me.

I didn't even get a chance
to see the trailer.

Some rent-a-cop
put hands on me,

said he'd call the police
if I tried it again.

Something happened to Ripley
after he walked off set,

and these people
are hiding something.

I can feel it.

Okay.

I'll poke around
and see what I can find out.

You got a laminate?

I didn't know I needed one.

No, you can't... Sorry...

No, it's a closed set.

Right. Got it. Okay.
I was just looking
for a Hale Ripley?

Yeah, no, he's not here.

Do you want to maybe talk
to his department head?

Stunt department, right?
That's Jake Harris.

I can call him.
That's the best I can do.

Jake Harris?

Okay. No, I'm good, actually.
Thank you very much.
Appreciate you.

Oh...

Security.

Yeah?

Looking for Hale Ripley?

Not here.

-She's cool.
Don't worry about it.
-Uh-huh.

Stay down.

Stay there.

-He touch you?
-No.

-Did you take anything?
-No, I said I didn't want to.

-Come here.
-Hey, hey, hey.
What the hell is this?

-You Jake?
You're the stunt coordinator?
-Yeah.

Yeah? Okay. I don't think
you'd like what's going
on inside your trailer here.

You're fired. Go!

Are you okay?

Head to the med tent.
I'll be with you in a second,
all right?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

And who the hell are you?

Colter Shaw.
I'm looking for Hale Ripley.

-You a cop?
-I'm not a cop.

No, his girlfriend hired me
to find him.

He didn't make it home
from work last night.

Well, he was upset
as he walked off the set.

-Uh-huh.
-That last stunt, it was rough.

Ripley, man, he was...
he was all over the place.

He was distracted,
kept checking his phone.

I don't know what was going on.

Followed him out to the trailer
and that just set him off.

Said he was going to go
talk to the producers.

About the stunt?

-Probably.
-Okay.

These people...

They're not the kind of people
you want to piss off.

You got the name
of that producer?

Yeah.

Okay, Bennett Cranston.

So our producer
on this movie has priors
for racketeering, intimidation,

and looks like ties
to some organized crime outfit.

So he's washing
his money through his films?

Well, he's not doing it
to win an Oscar,
I'll tell you that.

It doesn't seem like
the kind of guy Ripley
should have rolled up on.

No, it does not.

All right. Stunt coordinator
said that Ripley was
on his phone all day.

You find anything on that?

One sec.

Got nothing.
Maybe he was waiting
on a call that never came.

And where can I find
this Cranston guy?

Let me see.

Okay. Looks like
production got him a place
in a fancy high-rise downtown.

Sending a pin your way now.

I got it. Thanks. Find out
who he's working for, will you?

Oh, you better believe I am.

Thanks, Randy.

Hey, were you able to set up
that dinner for tonight
with Maxine?

Yes, corner table,
7:00 p.m. at the Victor.

-Great.
-You ready?

More or less.
More would be better.

Maybe you can pull
together a one sheet of
where we are with those cases

that she wanted us to look at.

It's already in your inbox,
but I'll make you a copy.

Also, I already
finished going through

the batch of files
that they sent over
last night, so...

Look at you grinding.
I love it.

And I binged six episodes
of that Tower of God
you put me onto.

After I finished.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

-I'll tutor you later.
-Mmm.

-Baby steps. Baby steps.
-Right.

You're welcome.

How you doing?

Here to pick up
some film hard drives
from, uh...

Mister...

Cranston.

Sign in. Suite 610.

Say 610?

-Yes.
-All right. Thank you.

Uh, what you got, Big C?

Randy, hey, I'm still
at the producer's house.

Looks like Ripley
confronted Cranston.

I don't think things went well.
The place is a mess.

I'm sending you
an image right now.

What do you need?

I wouldn't mind knowing
where they took him.

I can do that.

Okay, Cranston's
phone's offline.

What about the two guys
that dragged him out?

Let me see.

Oh.

I'm getting a hit on
one of them, Gage Mueller.

Looks like he's got ties
to the same organized
crime gang that Cranston does.

Can you get a location
on his phone?

Okay, it's in
an industrial zone.

Just sent it to you.

Hmm, I'm on my way.
Thanks, Randy.

Jesus.

Where's Ripley?

I don't know.

Did he do this to you?

The dude is off his rocker.

I saw you and your men drag
him out on the surveillance.

How did he get the upper hand?

I was sending him a message.
I wanted to scare him.

Get him up.

You really should have
known better than
to try something like this.

He was threatening
to shut down
your production, right?

Working conditions?

No, he wanted
his Dodge Charger back.

Why'd you have his car?

'Cause it wasn't his anymore.

I bought it two years ago
when he bottomed out.

He was desperate for cash.

But he had this Dodge Charger
that he'd customized

with a Hellcat Redeye
crate engine.

Worth a fortune.

So he gets the drop on you,
he brings you here,

-and makes you
give him the car, right?
-Right.

-But you don't know
where he went.
-I do not know.

Uh... You can't just
leave us here.

Door's open.

Colter!

Randy, just sent you details
on a car that Ripley took.

Whoa!

Custom Dodge Charger.

Hey, if you're
gonna boost a whip,
might as well be that one.

Yeah.

You think you could find it?

Can I find it?

See what I can do.

Got a hit on the Charger.
Location's coming your way.

Got it. Thanks, Randy.

Hi, sorry, have you
been waiting long?

Uh, just a bit.

I need a drink.
What are you having?

Nothing yet.

Hi, are you ready to order?

Just drinks.
Belvedere, triple. Rocks.

And I will have a glass
of rosé then, please.

-Thank you so much.
-Thanks.

So, um, let's just get into it.

Here are the highlights so far.

There are
some informal statements
that have conflicting--

Great.

Or I'd be happy to talk you
through them if you prefer.

No, I'm sure
it's great. I just...

I don't want to talk
about work right now. I just...

I just need a minute
and that vodka.

Everything okay?

No.

I just, um...

I just got a call from the
credit card company...

...flagging a fraudulent charge
at the Radlow Suites.

Oh, my God.
The Radlow.

My husband and his Pilates
instructor, Carli with an "I,"

they ordered cheeseburgers
and Tater Tots.

Wow.

Thank you.

Classic.

Right?

Yeah.

I mean, I knew it, but...

I didn't... know it.

Sometimes it's easier
to just ignore it than

admit that there's a problem.

I would refer you to a couple
of good divorce attorneys,

but I'm assuming
you already have a list.

Oh, no, I'm not gonna do that.
It's way too easy.

I'm just gonna play along.

Fully protect my money
and my assets.

And then I'm gonna
shoot him in the head.

Figuratively,
but maybe literally.
We'll see.

You know,
I had a client once who

sold her husband's
entire watch collection
on eBay for a dollar.

-Ooh.
-Mm-hmm.

-Now you're talking.
-Mm-hmm.

Any other ideas?
'Cause I want him to hurt.

And slowly.

Hey, Laura.
We've tracked the Charger's location.

I'm almost there, but it sure
seems Ripley was desperate
to get that car back.

He talked about
how much he loved that Charger.

He did all the work
on it himself,

but I don't know why he would
try to steal it back.

A custom car like that,
it's worth a lot of money.

He ever mention anything to you
about having money problems?

No, I mean, he lives paycheck
to paycheck, never has extra,
but he always gets by.

Maybe he's hiding
something from you?

Yeah, he's old-fashioned
like that.

He likes to pretend
that he can fix everything.

Yeah. All right, let me see
what I can find out.
Thanks, Laura.

Whoa.
Where'd you come from?

- You all right?
- Yeah. Yeah, no,
that was...

That was awesome, bro.

That was freaking lit, dude.

I almost had it.

-Hey, you want to go again?
-No. No, I do not want
to go again.

Where'd you get this car?

Oh, I just picked it up.
Yeah. Yeah, I got
a killer deal on it too.

-Hale Ripley sell you this car?
-Yeah.

Does he race out here often?

No, I mean...
I mean, his kid is a regular,

but this is the first time
I've seen the old man.

Yeah, he showed up,
he just smoked us.

So his kid races out here?

Yeah, I mean,
Dalton's pretty mid,

but, hey, I don't mind
taking money off of him.

Think he's in some kind
of money problems?
He got money issues?

He definitely loses
a lot more than he wins.

What about Ripley?
He win any money?
How much did he win?

Well, he took down
three races today, so that's...

that's got to be
25 grand, easy.

Then he said he needed to sell
the car, no questions asked.

Okay. You know
where he went from here?

No, bro. He just took the cash
and he booked.

You're okay?

Think so.

All right. Be safe, all right?

Okay. So you've been
listening to me all night.

You gotta give me something.

There's nothing to give.

Officially,
I am not seeing someone,
and the last one was...

It ended
pretty complicated, so...

Hey, thank you.

All right, so give me details.

Elliott.

That's it? That's all
you're going to give me?

We had a good thing going
for a while, you know?

Who ended it?

Nobody really.

He was shot. I was abducted.

And then I watched someone
executed right in front of me.

But you probably
already knew that, didn't you?

I didn't know
the details, but...

yeah, I mean,
I heard a little bit of it.

Well, then you get it.
You can't really go back to,

"Hey, you want to grab
dinner and a movie"
after all that, so...

So what about you?

Honestly, I'm fine.
I'm much better than I was.

Work is great, you know?
I'm surrounded by great people.

And you throw in a couple
of drinks and a one-night stand
every once in a while

and your girl couldn't be
any happier.

Reenie.

We're lawyers.

We read people for a living.

I went through
something horrible.

And it was really, really hard.

And then I had to move on.

I know. It's just that
when people...

tell me they're happy,
I don't really believe them.

Because nobody's ever really
completely happy, you know?

That's true.

That's true.

But I'm good.

Really, I'm fine.

Randy, did you get my text?

Ripley's been racing
the Charger because
he needs cash.

I think it's his son, Dalton,
who's having money issues.

Hmm.

Let's see.

You are correct.

Looks like he's been wiring
his son, Dalton, some money.

Thousands of dollars
here and there, more frequently
over the last few months.

Yeah, what do you got on him?

Seeing a steady stream
of payments to online
poker and sports betting.

He owes back taxes, pending
garnishments, credit card's
maxed out, unpaid tickets,

and he's got liens on his
bank account from bad loans.

So Dalton gets
in too deep, right?

So his dad starts racing,
makes some money,

then sells the Charger
to bail his son out.

Okay, so, Ripley gets
the money, pays the debt,
end of story, right?

Yeah, I don't know about that.

He's had the money for what,
a couple of hours now, right?

I think he would have
told Laura if it was over.
We're missing something.

I've been going through
his social media.

Looks like he runs with a crew.

Well, let me see.

So Dalton's a stunt guy too.
Must be a family business.

I see what you mean
about the crew.

Let me run some names.

Yep, all coming up stunt guys.

With a lot of criminal records.
Theft, carjacking, assault.

So he's in heavy
with this crew.

Okay, I need
to talk to somebody
who knows this world.

Yeah, no doubt.

Yo, Virgil.

What's this?

It's for my son, man.

I don't know what you got him
into this time, Virgil,

but this money,
it buys him out.

I'm serious, man.

You and my boy,
you are completely done.

It's too late for that.

This thing's already
going down.

Besides,
even if I let Dalton out,

I'm still going
to need a driver.

I'll do it.

You're gonna take his place?

Okay.

But if you step in,
you better follow through.

-There's no turning back.
-Yeah, I know, man.

And I got it.

But if you screw this
up for us,

your son is a dead man.

So I think
your boyfriend was involved
in some pretty dangerous stuff.

I think he was trying
to protect his son.

Ripley never said
anything about it.

I didn't know he and Dalton
were so close.

Did you know
that Dalton was running
with a pretty dangerous crew?

-No, no, I didn't.
-Take a look
at this right here.

Tell me if you remember
or recognize any of these guys.

Hmm.

Yeah, a few of them.

All wild and unprofessional.

Uh... This guy, Virgil Dean,
he's a hand-to-hand combat guy,
same as Dalton.

But I've seen him cross
the line, put a guy in the ER.

Is this who Dalton's
mixed up with?

I think so.
This guy's got a record.

Yeah.

Word is he has
a smash-and-grab crew
on the side.

That's gotta be what
they're caught up in. Take
a look at these photos here.

You recognize
where this place is?

There's a lot of photos
of all of them there.

Yeah, it's an abandoned
warehouse by the river.

I went to a party there once.
Wasn't my scene. Left.

Okay, I need
to go check it out.

I'm going with.

I know this group. I can help.

-Okay, yeah, let's go.
-Okay.

Yeah.

Hey, man. What's going on?

You can't be in here.

Yeah, I know, but I got lost,
and so I just thought that--
There it is.

Nice.

-What do you got?
-Transit times.

Delivery routes.

What are they planning?

They're gonna knock off
an armored car.

What?

It's Dalton.

Dalton, it's okay, okay?
I'm here to help.

Who's this?

He's helping me find your dad.

Was he here?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah,
they tied me up
and left with him.

They're gonna knock off
an armored truck.

Virgil's in way over his head.

I-I-I owed him money.

And he told me
I had to be his getaway driver.

-You tell your dad?
-I didn't know what else to do.

He was about
to film a big stunt,
but he told me to just...

stay low

and let him deal with it.

Your dad tried
to pay off your debt.

The money wasn't enough,

so he took your place
as the getaway driver.

We'll call the police
on the way, we don't
have time to waste.

Oh. Wait, wait, wait.

Let me help.

All right, listen,
you know we're gonna
do it my way, okay?

You do everything I say,
you understand?

-I got it.
-Okay.

Let's get to them
before they get to that truck.

- Can you move?
- -Yeah, but they cracked a rib.

Here we go. Come on, let's go.

Less than a minute to go.
Get ready, boys.

Man, this is not going
to go down the way
you think it is, Virgil.

It is not too late
for any of you guys.

-Come on, Virgil.
-We're on.

Listen, don't forget
what happens if you blow this.

You'll never see
Dalton again, okay?

So shut up and drive, pops.

Let's go, boys.

There they are.

Hang on.

Come on.

- Let's go.
- Go, move! Move!

- Move!
- Get them out! Get them out!

Go, go. Move, move.

Get up, come on,
come on. Get up, get up.

-Get your keys.
-Get 'em out!

Move, move! Open the back.

-Cover!
-Open the back.

- Come on, let's go.
- Get in there.

Stay here, okay?

-Yeah.
-All right.

Get in there.

Move. Get some coverage.

Come on.

Move!

Where'd he go?
Where'd he go?

Eyes up. Move, move, move.

There.

There he is.
Right there, right there.

Stay down.

Come on. Come on. Get up.

Come on. Come on.
Come on, come on, come on. Go.

Listen to me, stay here,
okay? Don't move.

Nobody move!

-Get down!
-Just stay down.

- Dad.
- I will shoot him.

- Dad!
- Dalton!

-Put your hands up.
-Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

- Do what he says.
- -Don't make me shoot him!

- Do what he says, son. Okay.
- Do you hear me?
Shut up!

-Just do what he says.
-Stay down. Nobody move.

Stay down. Come on.

- Come on, Virgil. Come on, man.
- Dalton, put your hands

in the air and back
to the barrel.

Do not make me shoot him.

Stay down
and no one else gets hurt.

- Okay. Okay.
- Or I will
shoot this man.

- I will shoot him! Understand?
- Do what he says.
Just get back.

- Come on, Virgil. Come on, man.
- Don't move.

Shut up!

Okay. Come on.

- Hale! Oh!
- I got you, I got you.
I got you.

-Hey, man. Come on in.
-Thanks.

-Laura told me you were coming.
-Hmm.

Hey, Laura!

-Yo, you want a beer?
-Nah.

It's um...

They're fake, but it's either
that or water, so...

I'm good. I'm good,
thank you though. I gotta
hit the road soon, so...

Yeah, I know how that is.

Look, man, um...

I really didn't mean
to drag you into all this.

Maybe I should have
went to the cops earlier,
I don't know. I just...

I was just looking
out for my boy.

You're his dad.

You don't have to explain
yourself. I get it.

I still feel like
I owe you though.

I owe you.

-Thank you.
-Yeah.

You know, I don't know
how this would've gone
without you.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

It's a team effort
though, really.

So what's next for you two?

-I got a gig
laying down a bike.
-Mm-hmm

Only I'm getting
paid this time.

Okay.

Me, I'm gonna sit right here
and not do anything,
stay out of trouble.

You might actually enjoy that.

You know, actually,
me and my boy are going
to take the Charger out.

Have a little alone time,
one-on-one.

You said the Charger,
you got that back?

Yeah. Yeah, the guy
I sold it to took
the same price for it as is.

Just wanted some
free driving lessons on top.

Right. So it all worked out.

It did.

Yeah.

Can you do me a favor?

Will you please
take care of each other?

Be safe.

Take care.