All language subtitles for Crime 101 2026 WEBRip-1080p-English

Take a deep breath in…

and exhale.

Inhale…

and exhale.

Notice the beat of your heart…

the rhythm of life.

You hold the power to create
all that you desire out of nothing.

-You okay?
-Yeah.

What do you see?

What do you feel?

Remember that there's great power
within you…

and that power will guide you
on your journey.

Let me see the gun.

Is it loaded?

I suggest you load it.

Today is a beautiful day of opportunity.

I am exactly where I need to be.

I open myself to the universe
and trust in the unfolding of my life.

SLEEP SCORE: POOR

This day will bring you peace
and an opportunity for success.

Track your Buddy.

Feel this moment.

Have a beautiful rest of your day.

CRIME 101

You have found your Buddy.

Don't say anything
unless you have to, okay?

GOLDEN ROSE
JEWELRY

-Is everything okay?
-Order.

Who is this?

-This my cousin.
-This is his nephew, Leo.

-Oh, no, this my other cousin.
-Have you done this before?

Sat in a car for two hours? Yeah.

-Okay.
-Put it in the case.

Come into my office. We need to talk.

Ali? Stay here.

Just put the watches
in the briefcase, okay?

The f…

Hey, what's the problem?

Hands on your head!

-Are you carrying a gun?
-In the car.

-All right, get in.
-What?

Get in the trunk, Masoud.

-Where's your phone?
-In the car.

What's the pin?

-13-24.
-There's water in the trunk.

Today you need to do something different.

Not like usual.

You are transporting
two shipments of diamonds.

Well, come on.

Six diamonds. Eight carats each.

The total cost is three million dollars.

-What about the yellow ones in the case?
-Fake.

-Fake?
-Get up.

Tie it around your ankle.

Don't tell your nephew.

MASOUD: ARRIVED

Ready?

Fine.

Do you see the car on the other side?

He will go with you all the way to Hotons.

-Just for safety.
-Okay.

May I see your weapon?

What is this?

-It was my dad's gun.
-Oh, really?

Who was your dad? John Wayne?

Take this.

You bring it straight back. No stopping.

What did I say?

No stopping.

That's fucking disrespectful.

LAPD SLAMMED FOR WAVE
OF HIGH-END ROBBERIES

Have you seen my keys? I'm late.

-Hey! Can I get a little privacy?
-If you're going to take a dump,

-then lock the door.
-I'm peeing.

-You pee sitting down now?
-Best three minutes of my day.

Jesus, that's sexy.

HOUGHTON'S JEWELERS

What the fuck?

That's your fucking house.

Ben, as you can see, my partner is parked
across the street from your home.

It's just an insurance policy.

Same as the jewels you're carrying.
They're also covered by insurance.

So let's not do anything stupid.
Understand?

When I say go, slowly remove your gun,

both your phones,
and throw them into my car.

Clear?

Go.

Slowly.

Stay there. Do not move.

Ben, get out.

Kneel down back to the car.

Eyes forward.

Personally, I wouldn't die
for an insurance company.

Just take it and go.

No, Ben, I want the real diamonds
and the papers now.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I want to get you home to Soraya, Ben.
Help me do that.

Where are they?

-My ankle.
-Which one?

-Left.
-All right. Slowly remove them.

Come on, Ben.

Get out.

Let's go. Fucking move.

Kneel down.

Here. I'm betting
you didn't back up your photos.

Fuck!

Wow. Well, you have a very, uh…
unique eye.

And your beautiful home here
is a real tribute to

all of your achievements.

What we offer you is the highest level
of protection for all of these things

-that you care so much about.
-Okay. Protection?

Come here.

What does this look like?

-Uh, a thermostat?
-Fingerprint activation.

All me and my daughter
have to do is touch it, boom.

-Opens in a heartbeat.
-Oh, okay. Never seen that before.

Panic safe. One in every single room.

Well, that's not going to lower
your insurance premiums, but

I'm certain it must make you feel better.

It fucking well does.

I had two buddies last year
had home invaders while they were in bed.

-You ever shoot one?
-A home invader?

No. A Glock.

No. That's not exactly my line of work.

-You're going to like it.
-No, no, no.

-No, it's going to be good.
-No. No.

Here we go. You ready?

Hey, Ramon?

-Could you please move?
-Okay.

-Gracias.
-I'm probably going to hit him, you know.

No, no, no. You're not gonna hit him.
He gets out of the way all the time.

All right. I'll take that.
And you take this.

And if you hit one of those bottles,
I'll sign your policy right now.

Okay.

Here you go. Just go ahead and point.
There you go.

All you do is relax and you just squeeze
when you're ready. Okay?

Oh! Oh, God.

Well, you didn't hit Ramon.
That's good. That's good news.

There you go.

All right.

Next up, this needs to be on the policy,

as it is definitely appreciated
since I bought it.

I've only seen that inside a museum.

It cost me 6.2 million dollars.

But we both know contemporary black art
is only going in one direction.

Right?

Uh, listen, we got a lot of stuff
to go through.

We got a lot of high-tech stuff in here.

What makes us different
is that we also protect your privacy.

Um, for example,
we also have cyber liability.

Do you remember the admission scandal
of a few years back?

-I do, yeah.
-Yeah.

Well, none of our clients
were named in that.

And… Hello!

We also will cover your daughter's
possessions as she goes off to college.

That's my fiancée, Adrienne.

Lovely to meet you, Adrienne.

We were just about to talk about,
uh, your coverage for your wedding.

Sounds like it's a beautiful venue.

Are you gonna be long? Daddy?

No, we're totally done here.

Uh, Sharon…

ISN'T IT TIME TO LIVE YOUR BEST LIFE?

Well, well, well. Right next to the 101.

Oh, don't fucking start on that shit, Lou.

Jesus Christ. You ever gonna swap out
that shit bucket?

There's nothing wrong
with that shit bucket.

It's maturing like a fine wine.

-Is it?
-Yeah.

It's depressing is what it is, man.

I just… I can't understand
why you wanna look so fucking poor.

That ain't what poor looks like.

Why do you care so much for?

Because I gotta be seen riding in it,
with you, Detective Buddha.

Yeah. What do we got here?

'Round the back. Courier got hit carrying
three mil worth of stones from downtown.

He just left these behind, Ben?

But he somehow knew these were fakes, or…

I don't know.

We don't know.

Okay. What else can you tell us, Ben?

He knew my wife's name.

And how would he know that?

How the fuck should I know, huh?
Why are you asking me all this shit?

Because, Ben, the one day you carrying
nearly three million in stones,

is the day you get hit. I mean,
that's a little bit of a coincidence, no?

Well, I didn't give him any information,
if that's what you're asking, okay? This…

You know, this is victim blaming
what you're doing.

-Oh, I'm victim blaming?
-Yes.

-Is that what I'm doing?
-Did he take your phones?

Yeah, he did. But he gave them back.

Your cousin says you shot at him.

The gun fucking misfired.

He had a gun?

-Yeah.
-Why didn't he shoot you?

You'll have to ask him.

-I told you don't start on that.
-Start on what?

-That lone ranger shit.
-It's his M.O., man.

What do you mean, his M.O.?
The M.O. of not leaving clues behind?

He knows exactly
what to transport and when.

He cuts the camera line in advance.
There's no violence.

-He's in and out in seconds.
-Mm, mm, okay.

He disappears right next to the 101.
Come on! He's got rules.

-Rules? He's got rules?
-Yeah, and he sticks to them.

Yeah, this gon' be another one
we eat shit for it then, Lou.

No one's eating shit.

What's going on with you?

The lieutenant says…

I should look into a change of partner.

Says if I stick with you,
I'll end up languishing.

-Did he?
-Yep.

-And what'd you say?
-I told him I didn't want to do that.

Thanks.

But this lone wolf obsession of yours,
it ain't winning us any friends.

It's the same guy, and I know it.

Well, you better be fucking right, Lou.

'Cause I need to step up, man. And soon.

So, how'd it go?
Did he show you his weapons?

-Not all of them, I hope.
-It went good.

-Did you close?
-Yeah, basically.

He just, you know,
wants to look over the quote.

Guy's like a gazillionaire.
He's got time for that?

Yeah, I guess that's how you stay rich.

Uh, right. Well, I'm sure you nailed it.

Uh, Phil.

-Yeah?
-Any word on the meeting?

-What meeting would that be?
-The partners meeting?

The one to finalize my partnership?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Um…

Yeah, no, the, uh… I just gotta get
the senior team around the same table.

But Mark is just back from Maui,
so let me chase it up.

Yeah, but that's what you said
before he left.

Yeah, well, I'm not in charge
of calendars, Sharon, so…

-Well…
-Can we not?

So, how did it go?

Uh…

There was, uh, an incident.

Police?

Yeah, just some kids, you know?
It nearly went…

I don't know.

-You believe in omens?
-Fuck omens.

You got shook up, that's all.

This, and the next one in Santa Barbara,
you'll have had a good year.

You'll have a good year, too,
and I'm taking all the risk.

-And you're just selling it.
-Something bothering you?

It's just the Santa Barbara job, you know?
It doesn't feel right.

It's a lot of money
to leave on the table, champ.

I'll have a buyer waiting.

I know what's happening.
In the middle of the day…

when we're going straight in
through the front doors,

no way of knowing
how many people will be in the car…

-Someone could get hurt.
-You got something else in mind?

Yeah, I'm working on something.

Well, good.
Now, look, go spend some money.

Get laid. Relax.

See you later.

-Hm?
-You know who this is?

Jonathan?

What happened to Sarah?

Sarah's not well tonight, sweetie.
She said she messaged you?

Okay.

So, what do you like to do?

Uh, I don't know.
Just, uh, normal stuff, I guess.

That sounds nice.

Are you an eye contact
or no eye contact guy?

Good morning.

May this day be a clean slate
for your mind,

for your actions, and for your thoughts.

May this day bring…

SLEEP SCORE: VERY POOR

SHARON COOMBS
VICE PRESIDENT, PRIVATE RISK

Uh, before we begin,
it is my pleasure to introduce

the latest member of our evaluation team,
Madeleine Adcock.

Along with Sharon, Madeleine's gonna focus
on high net worth residential.

I'm sure we will all
make her feel welcome.

Hey, guys.

Thanks. Thrilled to be here, guys.

Um… Okay, new business.

Sharon just valued one of the wealthiest
estates in all of California,

and what is likely to be the most
expensive wedding we have ever insured.

-What's the good word from Monroe, Sharon?
-Uh, it is promising.

Okay. Well, promising's good, but…

-closed is better.
-Ah!

-Uh, next up is Phil. What do you got?
-Yeah, something fishy on the claim side.

Seven-figure claim from a jeweler,
Sammy Kassem.

Courier gets robbed
the one day in years, if ever,

he's transporting three mil in diamonds.

-Big coincidence, right?
-Big coincidence.

Sharon, think maybe you could
work your charms

with one of our friends in blue,
get him to polygraph the vendor?

This week? I was planning
a follow-up with Monroe, so…

It's a seven-figure claim.

Okay, how about we have Madeleine
take over the follow-up with Monroe?

-You know, fresh face, fresh approach.
-Good idea, Phil.

Yeah, I'd be happy to take it over.
If that's okay with you.

-Yeah, sure.
-Uh, okay. Next.

-Uh, international…
-Sammy.

-You can see how this looks, all right?
-No.

No, I don't. No.

Okay, what is this? Hm? Fat cop, bad cop?

When do you think I started this business?

I opened my store 27 years ago,
and I got two other stores.

-Why in the world would I…
-Okay, let's calm down.

Did you call him to tell him
when to expect the courier?

No, I emailed.

So, now what you gotta ask yourself is,
how does he know who's emailed the hack?

And how could he know who's intending
to transport something

before they transport it?

It's the same as last time.

Email, calendar, Facebook,
WhatsApp, Instagram.

-Want to know Snapchat? TikTok?
-She's too old for that.

Boo!

-There's a job, up in Santa Barbara.
-Hm-hum.

My guy has laid it all out,
but he's not doing it.

-Why ain't he doing it?
-He's lost his nerve.

I've seen it before.

He thinks someone could get hurt.

Hm.

My dad always said
you gotta break a few eggs, so…

Oh, you're not your dad.
God rest his soul.

You might not have the stomach
for some of the things he did,

but if you want a chance
to find out, this is it.

You think you can handle it?

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck, man. Why'd you stop so suddenly?

I stopped, but there was nothing
sudden about it.

It was red light.

You okay? You…

No, I'm not okay.
I'm late, and this is my boss' car.

Um… Shit.

I just, uh… Can I…
I need to get your insurance information.

Yeah, uh…

Listen, why don't…

Take this, and then that should cover
the damage.

We don't have to worry
about the whole insurance.

What, you just have this wad of cash?

You want to pay
to not have the hassle? I don't…

I'm trying to help you out.
You crashed into me.

I appreciate that, but I have to go
through the proper channels.

Otherwise, I'm going to get fired.

-Let me get a pen.
-Yeah, right.

Thousands of dollars in a pocket?

Okay. Sorry.

Uh. Um…

-There you go.
-Okay.

You got, uh, kids?

-What?
-It's a car seat.

Oh! Uh, no, no. God. They're, um…

-It's my boss's car.
-All right, yeah.

She's got a pair of twins.
They're pieces of shit.

Yeah, I don't have kids either.

-Uh…
-Okay.

Um, I guess someone will be in touch.

-I don't know how this works.
-Great. Yeah, I don't know, uh…

See you later.

Excuse me.
I guess you're the insurance lady?

Ugh! And I guess you're the detective man?

-Yeah.
-Sharon Coombs.

-Thanks for meeting with me.
-Sure.

-Want one of these?
-Uh, no, thanks. I'm good.

You don't like smoothies?

I don't even like to say
the word smoothie.

Hm.

So, you got something for me
on the Kassem case?

Actually, we were hoping
you would consider

polygraphing Kassem and the courier.

Why, so you could deny
his insurance claim?

He paid his premiums.
What do you want to do?

You want to screw him in return?
It's a nice job you got there, Sharon.

-Yeah?
-Nice.

And how's public service
working out for you?

All you hoped it would be?

I mean, you do make the world
a safer place,

so, uh, I guess that's job
satisfaction for you, huh?

At least I'm not screwing
the people I'm paid to protect.

I'm not screwing over anybody.

What we provide is what people
want most in the world after wealth.

-Wouldn't that be good health?
-Nope. That's security of wealth.

Uh, damn it.

Here I was, brought up to believe
that money can't buy you happiness.

-I'm sorry. You've been misled.
-Tsk.

Studies show that happiness
in the over 45s

is overwhelmingly tied
to financial security.

I'm just talking about a comfortable life
in a nice little neighborhood.

You got your piece
of the American pie, Sharon?

I live here by the beach.

Why else would anybody
want to live in this town?

You know, statistics point
to this being an inside job.

-Statistics?
-Yes.

Every series of human actions
creates a pattern.

Now, I could show you a map
that would predict where 90% of the people

who develop heart disease will live in LA,

and I can tell you,
it's nowhere around here.

It's science.

-Nice to meet you, Sharon.
-It's nice to meet you, too.

And you know, we are well
within our rights to polygraph.

Every series of human actions
creates a pattern.

The area you're looking at has seen
219 robberies in the last four years.

Arthur, can you please remove
every robbery under 500K?

-Ooh…
-Boom.

CSI.

Go ahead. Just here to listen.

Remove every robbery that doesn't involve
a courier delivery service

or an armored vehicle.

Now, remove every robbery where there was
some type of violence used in the crime.

Lastly, remove every robbery

where there was some DNA
or evidence left at the scene.

Boom.

As smart as that guy is,
he can't help but form a pattern.

He knows when the jewelers
are moving merchandise and when.

I believe, by hacking
their communications.

He doesn't use violence.

In every single case,
he hits along the 101 Freeway.

Last time was south.
I bet the next time is north.

What the fuck, dude?

Give me your keys!

What the fuck?

Hey, you! Hands up! Get fucking hands up!

-Hey, come here!
-No.

Come here! Get in the fucking ground!

Is there anyone in the back?

-Is there anyone in the fucking back?!
-No!

There's nobody in the back.
There's nobody there.

There's nobody in the fucking back, huh?
There's no one in the fucking back!

Shut up!

-Where's the key?
-I don't have it!

-Where's the fucking key?
-It's outside. It's in the car.

-Uh?
-It's in the car outside.

-It's in the car.
-What fucking car?

Fuck!

We don't play games!

Fucking give me the fucking key!

-Or I'll fucking kill you!
-Okay, it's on my neck, I…

-I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you.
-Now!

Fucking right now! Come on!

Someone shut the baby up!

Come on.

Oh. Ugh!

You! Open the fucking cabinet!

-Unlock it!
-I don't work here! I don't work here!

-No!
-Don't work here?

-I don't work here!
-Sit the fuck down!

Hey. Go around. Unlock it.

Now! Don't you fucking look at me!

-Open it, hurry.
-Oh.

Put it in the bag.

-Hurry up! Come on!
-I…

Come on! Come back around!

Get the fuck back on the ground!

Lay the fuck down!

You come here!

Lay on him. Lay on him!

Get in the fucking top!

Okay.

Ugh!

-Where's the fucking door release?!
-It's next to the till!

What? Ugh…

Where? Where is the fuck…

It's okay, shut up!

Fuck! Fucking…

You! Get the door! Now!

Open the fucking door!

Okay! Okay, okay, okay. Okay.

-Easy. Easy.
-Uh?

Remember… I know what you look like.

Fucking take care of your baby!

Give us the room a minute.

-Yeah.
-Hey.

Hm.

-So, what's your objective?
-What do you mean?

You just turned a bunch
of random robberies into a series.

You understand what that means
for the department, right?

-I understand that we're gonna have to…
-Let me finish. Let me finish.

Two of your little examples there
are cases that already have suspects.

Another one was closed by Felner
six weeks ago. You understand?

Uh… Yeah, but he was wrong.

No. No, he wasn't wrong.

He went from red to black on the board.
That's never wrong.

You know what we don't do?

We don't reverse our fucking
clearance rates. That's wrong.

But I know I'm right
because all of these are the same guy,

and he doesn't let himself get caught.

Right, right. You're one brilliant factor
tying these all together.

-Your guy's untraceable.
-Oh, come on. You and I both know

-there's nothing here that's random!
-Stop talking!

Okay. Okay.

You got the lowest clearance rate
on the squad.

It's pulling everyone down. Me included.

What's the matter with you?
You used to be the…

You should have been sitting
in my seat by now, man.

Play the game.

Find a theory that works
for the whole building.

MAYA, THIS IS MIKE.
THE GUY YOU CRASHED INTO.

I WONDERED IF YOU MIGHT LIKE
TO GO TO DINNER WITH ME?

YES

-Hey. Sorry I'm late.
-Hey.

-That's okay.
-I, uh, crashed into someone and…

those things take a long time to sort out.

I'm guessing he, uh,
stopped too fast, huh?

You know what? He did.
And it was fully his fault.

But I got another hot date out of it, so…

Right.

Do you come here a lot?

A couple of times, yeah.
A couple of times.

The, um…

The blanquette de veau is, uh, is good.
It's supposed to be good.

Are you, um…

Are you in LA?

Uh… I move around a lot.

-Do you?
-Yeah. For work.

What is it you do?

Basically, uh… software development.

Um…

For banks, sales.

It's not… not very interesting, huh?

No, it's cool.

Yeah.

Mmm…

-You okay?
-Yeah.

Um…

I think maybe this wasn't a great idea.

You seem super great, and you're very…

Uh…

But I, um…

I honestly just don't see us
having all that much…

in common.

And I kind of have a rule
where if it doesn't feel right,

you just don't waste each other's time.

-But how do you know?
-How do I know what?

That we won't have anything in common.

Uh…

Well, I have no idea
what "blanquette de veou" is.

I mean, I… I would just…

-I would never come to a place like this.
-Yeah.

Me neither.

Really?

-I've never been here before.
-You've never been here?

I just thought it was the kind of place
where people, you know, take people.

Um…

I think it's "veau."

What?

-"Blanquette de veou."
-Oh! Oh, "veau."

Yeah, I, um… No, I would not eat that.

-Definitely not.
-What would you eat?

BURGUERS

I thought we loved each other.

Yeah, we do.

But more in a force of habit
kind of way. Right?

I mean, don't you want something
you can be excited about?

Something new?

-You can get it. No.
-No.

Fine, I don't need it.

-Pick it up.
-No, I'm not picking it up.

Is this your first?

Affair?

Do you really want to know?

I'm gonna move out at the weekend.

No, you know what?
You stay. I'll move out.

-Where are you gonna go?
-I may be able to move to the beach.

The beach? Are you serious?
You're the least beach person I know.

-I'm way more beach than you are!
-Bullshit!

How did your last relationship end?

Work. I had to… had to move.

What motivates you?

Uh, money, I guess.

What?

Okay.

Um…

Have you ever used handcuffs?

Yeah.

Okay. Uh, if you had the option
to press a button…

Oh, and start your life over,
would you press it?

Yeah.

You would?

Mm-hmm.

You?

No.

-What's wrong?
-I don't know. I mean, it's kind of…

-What?
-Sad?

Okay, look. I work for a publicist,
and we…

we work with musicians,
and actors, and stuff.

And, like, I swear to you,

it doesn't matter how much money
they make, it's never enough.

I'll know when I have enough.

How?

I have a number in mind, but, uh…

You know, it's just enough to feel…

you know…

safe.

So, you think maybe, uh… maybe we want to…

-Meet up again?
-Yeah.

Hmm.

Maybe.

Yeah?

Yeah.

…and shots were fired.

It happened in Santa Barbara
at a high-end jeweler

in the central commercial district,
a little after 10 a.m.

The intruder was captured
by surveillance cameras,

but is said to have worn a motorcycle
helmet throughout the robbery.

This follows a string of high-profile
robberies in Southern California.

I don't work here! I don't…

-Okay, pause it.
-No! No!

Uh, can we interview your witnesses?

They're not gonna be able
to give you much.

The guy was wearing a motorcycle helmet
the whole time.

One of them shit their pants. Literally.

Shit in his pants.

Well, well, well.

101 Robber.

There he is, Lou.

Hm.

Yeah, something doesn't add up.

-I'm sorry, what?
-Just…

What'd you mean
something doesn't add up, Lou?

You said he was gonna hit north.
Boom, he hits north. Okay?

We're barely a mile from the 101.

So, the location fits. The target fits.
The M.O., it fits, Lou. So, which…

-I'm sorry, which bit doesn't add up?
-Our guy never hurt anyone.

Ah, here's my champ. What you got going?

Where's my account for the last job?

Why? What's the matter?

Santa Barbara was your last job.

Oh.

Santa Barbara.

Yeah, I found it. I planned it.
I walked you through it.

-And you said you didn't want to do it.
-It wasn't yours to give away.

-You want a cut? Is that it?
-It's not about the fucking money.

Well, then what is it about?

It's about trust.

If this happens again,
I think you and I are done.

You and I are done?

You're gonna threaten me now?

Maybe you want to have a think
about where you'd be without me! Huh?

Yeah.

I'll be here when you come back
with your tail between your legs!

Is this how you treat all your customers

or it's a special treatment
for immigrants?

This is just a formality, Mr. Kassem.

If you have nothing to hide, then you've
got absolutely nothing to worry about.

Oh, it's a formality.

You know, what I object to
is not that I pay you to insure me

and you look for ways
to refuse to give what you owe,

it's that.

With this machine you're saying,
"Not only we think you're a thief,

but also, we think you're a liar."

You know, Ms. Coombs,
those people you work for,

they're all parasites.

Are you also a parasite?

My guy, he's…

planning something new.

I need you to find him,
and I need you to follow him.

Here's someone he gets information from.

He's a Google guy or something.

You watch him, he'll show up.

-And what?
-You're not gonna rob the courier.

You let him do that…

and then you'll rob him.

Uh, StepmomButtSex.com?

It's the encryption location.
Follow the steps.

Hmm.

You know, it's funny what, uh,
just floats to the top of your mind, uh…

Thanks.

TRACK MY DOG

LAUNCH WITH VANESSA
521 MELROSE PLACE, LOS ANGELES

-White Mercedes, GLE, please.
-Yes, ma'am. Coming right up.

-That's a cool car.
-Thanks.

Life's too short
to drive boring cars, right?

Elvis? He said that.

Uh, right. And what'd he drive?

See, that would be a gold Cadillac.

-Makes sense.
-You into cars?

Uh, I like the ones
with a bit of character.

Would that be old ones or new ones?

-Today, an old one.
-Today?

-I need to be in your line of work. Hm.
-Hm.

So, what are we driving today?

Uh, if you can guess,
I'll give you the keys to it.

Ooh.

Be careful. I'm good at this.

-Yeah? All right.
-Mm-hmm.

Okay, I'm gonna go with a Chevy Chevelle.

Color?

Racing green.

Right color.

-Well, one out of two, that's not bad.
-Not bad at all.

That is a beautiful car, though.

I underestimated you.

-Mike.
-Sharon.

-Nice to meet you, Mike.
-Nice to meet you, too.

Like I said,
that's the last image we have.

Are you certain that we don't pick them up
in the 101 in either direction?

Still certain.

It's somewhere between that turn
and the 101. He switched cars.

-Why are you so convinced he took the 101?
-Hey, don't ask, man.

Look, there's 30 blocks
between there and the 101.

-Let's get looking.
-Are you serious?

-I'm serious.
-Lou, come on, man.

Someone's gonna find him.

The books come with the place?

-Uh-huh.
-Huh.

For someone who likes things,
you don't really have a lot of…

personal stuff.

No photos of family, or…

-Do you have any?
-What, photos?

No, family.

Yeah, someplace.

Someplace? What, like in a drawer?

I don't know.
We're just not really that kind of family.

We don't really keep in touch. You know?

Well, do you have,
like, brothers, sisters?

Mom? Dad?

Yeah. Yeah.

I don't know. We didn't really, uh,
have a lot of stuff growing up, and…

whatever we did have,
I didn't really keep any of it.

So…

What?

Mystery man.

Yeah.

Can I turn on some music?

Yeah. There's, uh, a thing in the corner.

Do you have a favorite song?

Um…

No. Okay.

I don't know why I would ask
why you would have a favorite song.

I suppose that's another black mark, huh?

Ay, ay, ay. Do you, um…

-Do you listen to music, or…
-Yeah, sometimes.

Sometimes.

You don't, do you?

Come on.

I can't dance.

Come on.

Come on.

Come here.

No photos, no music, no dancing.

Someone needs to teach you
how to be a human.

-Yeah.
-♪ Take that ride ♪

♪ Across the river to the Jersey side ♪

-♪ Take my baby to the carnival ♪
-Ah…

I love that.

They cheer for home,
but no one does that for LA.

♪ All the rides ♪

♪ 'Cause down the shore
everything's all right ♪

♪ You and your baby on a Saturday night ♪

♪ Well, you know all my dreams come true ♪

♪ When I'm walkin' down the street
with you ♪

♪ Sing sha la la la la la la ♪

♪ Sha la la, la la la la la ♪

♪ Sha la la, la la la la la ♪

♪ Sha la la la,
I'm in love with a Jersey girl ♪

♪ Sha la la la la la la ♪

♪ Sha la la la, la la la la ♪

Happy?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Scared?

Yeah, maybe.

You're not gonna stay?

Do you want me to stay?

Yeah.

Good.

Hi, this is, uh, Mr. Stone.
I need a new apartment on the beach.

Available immediately.

-Can I help you?
-Got delivery for Wilson?

-I'm not expecting anything.
-It's got your name on it.

All right, just leave it outside.

-I'm not allowed to do that.
-All right, leave it in the hall.

You're gonna tell me
what you fucking gave him, okay?

Fucking tell me.

How many more of these fucking garages
you gon' make us do tonight, man?

Have you…

-Yeah.
-What… Now what?

Lou.

Fuck's sake, man.

Hm. Huh.

Call forensics.

And I want to put it on my wall,
but I do love the sense of drama.

I think you can be confident
it's not gonna lose its value.

The real question is,
how much do you love it?

Well, I love it.
It'll go great with the new chairs.

-Really?
-Hm.

You sure you want this guy glaring
down at us every time we have dinner?

-He's not glaring.
-He's glaring.

I'm sure. And he isn't glaring, really.
He's just…

-Excuse me, I'll be right with you.
-Okay.

Sure, thank you.

-Well, what a coincidence.
-Hey.

That's Sharon, right?

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

-Mike. Hm.
-That's it. Yeah, good to see you.

Uh… So, do you collect art
like you do cars, Mike?

Uh, not really, but I like it.

I like the sense of drama.

Hm.

Hey, do you maybe want to get out of here,
grab a drink or something?

I swear, man.

The divorce guys,

they always think you gon' move to
the beach and meet some hot surfer chick.

Lou, what you gon' do? Take up surfing?

Ah, I want to… I think I'm doing the yoga.

The yoga?

Of course you are. What kind?

-They got kinds?
-Big time, man.

They got hot yoga, fast yoga,
street yoga, Greek yoga.

-Greek yoga?
-That last one might be food.

So you just wanna get laid.

Oh, man, I wanna get fit. Look at this.

Please, Lou, man, you…

-What's up?
-It's like a new car.

Fuck.

Except for one microscopic speck of blood.

Is it enough to get DNA?

-Should be.
-Let me see.

So, I guess you work in the art world?

Nope, less glamorous.
I write insurance policies

for people who have more money
than they know what to do with.

So, you must know a lot
about what things are worth, huh?

Mm-hmm. Too much.

But I also have to know a lot
about the people that own these things.

-How do you mean?
-You know, are you a thrill seeker?

Are you an alcoholic? Do you gamble?
Do you cheat on your partner?

You know, all those questions
that you can't ask,

but you obviously need to know
the answers to.

So you get real good at reading people.

And what have you, uh,
what have you read about me?

Uh-uh.

-Things you don't like, or what?
-Uh-uh. Nope.

No, did not say that.

Go on.

Okay.

Well, you look like a person
who has secrets.

-Is that right?
-Mm-hmm.

Your shirt's new, or newly pressed,

which says you don't do your own laundry
or you're a bit OCD.

Uh, you're very groomed.

Your hair, your nails,
your US$ 12,000 watch there.

Everything is just, uh,
a little too perfect.

Which tells me you have a lot of money
and a lot of time on your hands, Mike.

You got the clothes, the cars,
but you can't seem to look me in the eye.

And I'd bet you didn't grow up
with the money.

How do you figure that?

Because people who grow up in chaos
crave order.

Are you talking about me or you?

Maybe both.

That hit too close to home?

No.

I have, uh… I have a confession to make.

Really? I haven't finished my drink.

This wasn't, uh, a coincidence,
us meeting again.

Oh.

-I came here to talk to you.
-You followed me?

I came here to make you
a business proposition.

You see, I know some things
about you too, Sharon.

Really? Like what?

You live alone. You're not married.
You never have been.

No children.

You've worked at the same company
for 11 years.

You're a VP when you should be a partner.

-Uh-huh. Who the fuck are you?
-Just give me 30 seconds.

-No. I, I…
-What do I have to offer you…

Zero risk to you and a huge upside,
a life-changing upside.

No. That's okay. That's okay.

What I do is I take certain pieces
of information from people like you.

And those ultra-high value items
belonging to the rich guys you mentioned?

Well, I occasionally make them disappear.

But I do it in a way that no one
can trace it, no one gets hurt.

Except maybe the shareholders
of companies like yours.

Yeah.

So you're a thief.

I get it.

Let me tell you something, Mike.

I've gotten where I've gotten
through hard work.

I don't lie. I don't steal.
And I certainly don't cheat.

And I'm not about to start now.

Guys you work for,
you think they're squeaky clean?

Mark made partner in five years.
How do you think I know that?

I mean, do you really think
those guys give a fuck about you?

Have a nice life, Mike.

Hey, if… if you change your mind,

just post a photo of the beach
on Instagram,

and I'll know to come find you.

Look, I don't know if anybody's
ever told you this,

but you live a fucked-up life.

Take a moment to check in with yourself.

Check in and see where you may be holding
onto tension in this very moment.

Check in with your breath, your body…

Consciously, breathe this tension out.

Breathe it out…

Let your heart open up
to the presence of love all arou…

Fuck!

Ugh!

Oh. Fuck.

Okay.

Asshole.

You found me. Hoo!

-Who are you working for?
-Uh?

-Who are you working for?
-Go away.

Well, you know, uh, I'm pretty much
in between positions right now.

-Yeah?
-I'm working to…

pursue a career in hospitality.

-Yeah? What did he tell you to do?
-Oh, he…

-Yeah, what did he tell you to do?
-Your boyfriend? He?

-He tell you to follow me?
-Bro, I'm not gay.

Hey, stop fucking around!
Were you following me?

-Your boyfriend?
-Did he tell you to follow me?

-I'm not gay.
-What'd he tell you to do?

And if I was gay,
I'd tell you to stop fucking touching me.

Who are you working for?
Answer the fucking question!

-Don't touch me.
-Answer the fucking question!

Stop fucking around!

-You want to kiss me?
-What did he tell you to do?

-Do you want to kiss me?
-Huh?

-What did he tell you to do?
-Oh, yeah.

Hey! Hey!

-Hey! All right. All right.
-Yeah?

Yeah. Okay.

You tell him, I see you again,
you're both dead.

-Understand?
-Yeah.

-Yeah?
-Uh.

-You understand?
-Yeah. Okay.

Yeah. Okay.

Go.

Let go of your past.

Let go of your future.

Exist only in this moment.

Let's bring our left foot forward
into our Warrior Two.

Let's reverse the Warrior.

Left elbow to left knee,
raising our right hand.

Let's go down to the floor.

Raising our right hand to the sky.

Gaze toward the sun,
the source of all life.

-What are you doing here, detective?
-What a coincidence.

Is it? This keeps happening to me.

All the lousy yoga joints in LA…

You either had a drastic change
of circumstance or you're stalking me.

Just trying something new.

Trial separation?

I wonder if it's fun
being as smart as you, Sharon.

I'm sorry.
I'm just not having a great week.

It's your first yoga class?

Pretty obvious, huh?

Looks good on you.

That's a very kind lie. Thank you.

Hey, what's up?

Townsend just took a call
from Lafayette Jewelers.

He says there's someone hanging around
the outside of the store who's all wrong.

-Sounds like our guy, Lou.
-Why would he be our guy?

Well, he's a half mile from the 101.

And the owner says there's also
a suspicious car across the street.

What's he driving?

It's a dark one with blacked-out windows.
Just like the one we found.

-This could be our guy, Lou.
-All right, I'm on my way.

Make sure Townsend
doesn't beat you there, all right?

On the ground! On the ground! Right now!

Police! Back! Hands in the air!

-On the ground! On the ground now!
-On the ground!

No, don't…

No, no, no, no, no!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Fuck!

-Does he have a weapon?
-No, I didn't see one.

Stand back!

You think it's him?

No, it's a fucking kid.

Call an RA.

Hey, hey, hey! Hey, stand back!

Hey, call an RA!

-Get back.
-Wake up, Townsend.

What are you doing?

Cuff him.

Control, we got
an officer involved shooting.

-Lou!
-What?

He says it's his car.

-Which car?
-The black one. He says it's his car.

Roll an RA.

What are you doing?

He had a gun.

-What?
-He had a fucking gun.

-What are you talking about?
-Hey!

-What?
-He had a fucking gun.

See for yourself.

Control, 14-79, we have five shots fired.
Suspect is down.

Suspect was armed
with a semi-automatic handgun.

What's the, uh, ETA on the RA?

Do you think maybe your little theory
got in everyone's head

a little too much today?

You got about 30 minutes
before the shooting board arrives.

At this stage, you just need
to get your statement straight.

Yeah. He hadn't drawn.

-Are you sure about that?
-The gun was still in his bag.

Well, then we have a problem.

I don't want to bury anybody,
but I saw what I saw.

We have a problem because your statement
won't tally with Detective Townsend's.

Oh, yeah? Well, that's not exactly
a big surprise, considering…

Or your partner's.

Tillman's account agrees with Townsend's.

Suspect was gun in hand,
about to fire on a police officer.

And when times are difficult,
we pull together.

The three of you are suspended
until the investigation is concluded.

After which time, you'll be welcomed back.

Unless…

one man should choose a different path.

Congratulations are in order.

Madeleine wrote her first policy
here at L&V.

She brought Monroe in on a state.

And she brought Monroe in
on a significant coverage

on that wedding for Beverly Wilshire.

-It's a great start, Madeleine.
-Well…

-Congratulations.
-Oh, my God.

-Oh, you shouldn't have.
-All right.

It's a mini… Ooh, thank you.

Good start, Madeleine.
Keep with the good work.

Uh, he actually wants to extend cover
to the wedding favors as well.

-Yeah.
-What's he giving them?

Diamonds for the bridal party,
around 12 carat each.

-So that's an extra five and a half mil.
-Oof, that's nice.

-Yeah.
-But also, high risk.

Make sure they have
a good security plan, yeah?

-Of course. I'm already on it.
-All right.

And I think that's it, everybody.
Madeleine, good start.

Sharon, can you hold back for five?

-Real quick.
-Yeah. Sure.

-You okay?
-Yeah.

-Good.
-Good.

Uh… I, uh, finally was able
to wrangle the partners, um…

-So I just wanted to fill you in.
-Oh, good.

-Yeah.
-Great.

So, the thinking is,
given the year that we had,

we're going to put a pin in it
until early next year.

Uh, we really want to get
a clear financial picture of everything

before we make a decision, okay?
So hang tight.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Because it was my understanding
that we had a really good financial year,

and not least thanks to several
of the policies that I wrote.

-I mean, I can show you the numbers.
-Yeah, we looked at the numbers,

and that's why, come January,
we think you're going to be pretty happy,

-but you got to hang in there until then.
-Well, you said that last January.

Well, good things come
to those who wait, Sharon.

But I've been waiting.

-I've been here for 11 years, Mark.
-I'm aware.

Right. And you made junior partner in five
and senior in seven, so…

What's your question, Sharon?

My question is,
if it's not going to happen,

then I just would like to know that,

so I can start considering myself
and maybe my clients.

-That's all.
-Oh, you mean go to a competitor?

Well, I mean, I'm just saying.

You think one of our competitors
is just going to snatch you up

because you're going
to present them to numbers?

I got a number for you, Sharon. 53.

It's not a good number
for a woman in this business, is it?

Because we know what those rich guys
are really buying, and it's not 53.

Don't threaten me.

Got Tillman's DNA match.

Which one's his desk?

I can take that. Yeah.

LAPD ARREST AND BOOKING REPORT

SCARRING ON ARMS, BRUISING ON ABDOMEN,
ABRASIONS ON KNUCKLES.

WAS PLACED INTO CUSTODY
OF FOSTER CARER, ANNE BENTON

DRYDEN PLACE, 4226
LOS ANGELES

-You okay?
-Yeah.

There's a courier coming in from Antwerp.

He's carrying watches and gems
for billionaires getting married.

Wedding favors.

With a value of 5.5 million.

-Where?
-The Beverly Wilshire.

What's the security set up?

We insist that armed security
stay with our courier

until the transaction is completed.

And there's one more thing.
The buyer is paying cash for everything.

This way he doesn't pay tax and the vendor
doesn't have to declare to the IRS.

You're looking at US$ 11 million
in that room.

Of which…

I want three.

Is there a separate security for the cash?

I don't know. We don't insure the cash.

-So there could be.
-Could be.

It's a lot of guns.
And it's a busy location.

I say it's too risky.

Can I ask you something?

Have you ever done a job
for US$ 11 million?

No, I haven't.

Isn't that what you guys call
"walk-away money"?

Well, that's the thing
about walk-away money,

is you got to be able
to walk away with it.

What made you change your mind, anyway?

Maybe there comes a moment

when you realize you don't have
as much time as you thought you had.

I know.

This is our new home.

Go on.

POLICE DEPARTMENT
CASE FILE - DNA REPORT

CASE FILE NUMBER - 98-7318-D
DAVIS, JAMES

101 SOUTH

Ah.

-Can I help you?
-Uh, good evening, ma'am.

I'm, uh, Detective Lubesnick from LAPD.

I got this address
as a last known domicile

for a man by the name of James Davis.

Does that name mean anything to you?

Why would you be looking for him here?

You know Mr. Davis?

Why are you looking for him?

MESSAGE SERVICE

You have one forwarded message.

James? It's Anne, sweetheart.

I don't know if this number works,
but I'd like to speak with you.

Will you call me if you can?

Okay, boys. It's… bedtime.

Come on, let's go.

Come on, gentlemen. Say good night.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Why don't you leave your number?

Yeah.

Hello?

James?

Hello?

Is everything okay?

A man came to…

look for you. A policeman.

He's concerned about your safety.

Hello, James.

Jesus Christ!

Hi.

Listen, uh, the courier. When does he fly?

-What?
-The courier.

You were telling me about him.
When does he fly?

-I don't know. I don't…
-Days or weeks?

Well…

The wedding is on Sunday,
so I'm guessing Friday or Saturday?

Take this. Keep it on.

After we speak, take out the SIM,
destroy it, then dispose of the phone.

-Seriously?
-Isn't this what you want?

Hi, I was wondering if it would be possible
to take a look at the wedding suite?

Let me see what I can show you.

Hold that, please.

Yes.

Hey, I need you to get me
the flight number.

And the security guard. I need a name.

CLASSIFIED CLIENT INFORMATION

VERIFIED PERSONNEL
ARMED SECURITY

-Everything I have of value is in the bank.
-Shut the fuck up.

-Shut the fuck up.
-It's in the bank! It's in the bank!

I'm not fucking here for that, okay?
You know what I'm here for.

Hey, you need to fucking chill.

All right? You know what I want.

-I don't know!
-You're not fucking dumb, bitch.

-I have no idea what you want!
-Huh? Don't fucking…

You're gonna fucking give me what
you gave him and get to keep your face.

-Yes. You wanna keep your face?
-Yes.

You tell me
what you fucking gave him, okay?

-Okay. Okay.
-Yeah?

You're gonna tell me what you gave him.

And when you're ready,
coming up into a seated position.

Not in the mood today?

Can I buy you a coffee?
Or maybe a smoothie?

Is everything okay?

Oh.

What happened?

And what did you tell
the guy who attacked you?

-I told him everything I told you.
-Same as you told this Mike?

Yeah.

Seeing as I told you all this,
is that gonna keep me out of jail?

You basically confessed
to conspiracy to commit gross larceny.

Yeah.

We go official with this, you're in.

Black, it's ugly.

Fuck.

Is somewhere you can stay for a few days?

A friend, maybe?

You can stay at my place. You'll be safe.

Tell me more about this Mike.

-Hey.
-Hey.

How you doing? I need to, uh,
review the evidence from, uh…

that case from last week.

-Ah…
-Here you go.

It's late. You know where it is?
'Cause I'm closing up in ten.

I'll just be…
It won't be more than five minutes.

-Five minutes?
-Yeah.

-All right.
-Thanks.

-Five minutes.
-Thank you.

EVIDENCE
SAMMY KASSEM ROBBERY

EVIDENCE
COUNTERFEIT DIAMONDS

-You okay?
-Yeah. Yeah. Um…

I got to go out of town for a while.

Why?

It's a work thing.

This opportunity's come up
and I have to go.

-For how long?
-Not sure exactly.

You know, it could be a while.

-Yeah, it's, uh…
-Uh-huh.

Can you do me a favor?

-What's that?
-Can you just tell me the truth?

That is the truth.

Okay.

And what is it that you do?

I told you. Hey, can I grab a drink?

Sure. Give me a second.

Look at me.

Look at me, or I'm leaving.

Do you know how fucked up this is?

I mean, I'm… I'm walking around…

thinking that I…

Thinking about how much I like you.

And then I realize I don't even know you.

I mean, you haven't told me anything.

Uh, there are no photographs of your past.

You seem to have no family.
You have no friends. You have…

There's nothing.

Maya, I'm just asking you to wait for me.

Wait?

For what?

For what? No, seriously, for what?
For you to get to some magic number?

Don't patronize me…

Because you don't understand,
it doesn't matter.

What, money?

Yeah, if you grow up with no money,
then you don't have any choices.

And bad shit happens,
bad things come into your life.

-What kind of bad shit?
-Bad people.

I'm just asking you to wait a short time.

I'm not where I need to be yet, okay?

I think you are.

ANTWERP - LOS ANGELES
LANDING IN 1HR 58M

Wow. Look at you.

-Pretending to be a capitalist?
-Huh.

Something like that. How'd you sleep?

-Good.
-Yeah.

I have some coffee up there.

There's some, um, oat milk in the fridge.

Thank you.

And make yourself at home.

ANTWERP - LOS ANGELES
LANDING IN 22M

-Yeah?
-Sorry, I'm here for a pick-up.

My phone's about to die. You don't have
a charge that I could borrow, do you?

I… I do, buddy, but I'm not…

Hands on the steering wheel, Bob.

-Please, don't hurt my family.
-Start by handing me your phone.

ROBERT NELSON - SECURITY:
WELCOME, SIR, TEXT WHEN YOU ARE THROUGH

-Mr. Foster?
-Yes?

Please follow me.

What's this about?

THROUGH AND HEADED OUT

ARRIVALS

Mr. Foster?

Welcome.

All right, you're good to go?

-Can I see some ID?
-Sure.

Thanks.

Here you go. Good to go.

-Flight okay?
-Huh?

Yeah, yeah. Thanks.
I'm pretty used to it by now.

Come out this way a lot?

Uh, you know, a few times a year.

Lot of homeless here, huh?

I could be dirt poor, you wouldn't
catch me living on the sidewalk.

What's that saying? Don't judge a man
till you've walked a mile in his shoes?

I wore those shoes once.
They didn't suit me too well.

-Where'd you say you were from?
-I'm from here.

LA.

Whereabouts?

Bunch of places.
Moved around a lot as a kid.

It's a nice car. You like cars?

Yeah, I prefer the old American ones.

What about yourself?

When I was a kid,
I dreamt about having a Mustang.

Like Steve McQueen.

Yeah. Yeah, Steve McQueen.

It's funny, a guy your age wouldn't
normally know who Steve McQueen is.

Uh, I grew up watching those movies.

What's your favorite?

I'd say, uh… Bullitt.
You know, the chases.

Yeah.

Yeah, mine's Thomas Crown Affair.

McQueen plays a high-class thief.

I didn't catch that one.

-Hey, Sharon.
-Madeleine, you don't have to do this.

You don't have to laugh
at his silly little jokes.

Or even act like you like him.
Or anything here.

Because that's what I did.
For years and years.

And they told me exactly
what they're telling you.

That I was the brightest spark
to ever be interviewed.

That they were waiting for somebody
like me to walk through that door.

They said that I would make partner,
and that I would have equity.

-That I would be set for life.
-Okay.

And they dragged it on forever.

Well, it sounds like you're having
an HR problem, and for…

There's a protocol for that,

-and this is not it. This is…
-You know what? Shut the fuck up.

You know what else?
They don't care how smart you are.

They don't care what you know
or how good you are.

All you are to them is bait.

Bait to land the next big, fat, rich fish

that these assholes
can't land for themselves.

Now, I don't know how many years
that I'm gonna have left to offer,

since I'm "53."

But I do know
that I'm not gonna give them to you.

Private security visiting a guest
in the wedding suite.

It's fine. Go right ahead, sir.

Hey. It's, uh… It's my first day.
I'm supposed to be on butler service?

Uh, fifth floor.

It's the elevator.

-Been here before?
-Yes, I have.

-Uh, take the next one please, folks.
-Sorry.

Hey, I, uh, forgot which room
I got to take this to.

It'll be on the ticket.

Uh, first day, I don't know
what I do with it.

-Dial 011.
-All right.

Hey, I got drinks for Monroe.

I think they gave me
the wrong room number.

Mr. Monroe?

-I'm gonna call you back. Babe?
-That… Yeah.

-Some guy's here for you.
-Oh, okay, good.

Uh, no, I want it as is.

-Anthoine?
-That's right.

Okay. I got to go. Yeah, no, I got to go.

-Any problems?
-No. No, sir.

No issues with customs?

Everyone, hands on your head right now!
No one needs to get hurt!

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

You two, on your knees
facing the wall right now.

-You're the security guy.
-He has a gun.

-He has a gun. Just… He has a gun.
-What is this?

-It's a robbery.
-Just… Just…

Hey, I'm not fucking around!
On your knees right now!

I'm not telling you again!
On your fucking knees!

-Please don't hurt me!
-Shit.

Okay.

Briefcase on the table,
hands on your head, then kneel.

Let's go. Now, where's the cash, Monroe?

Cash? What? There's no fucking cash.

The cash you're using to pay
for the items in the case.

-It's in the safe!
-Where's the safe?

-Where's the fucking safe?
-It's over there! It's to the left!

-You know the code?
-No.

All right. Monroe, when I say so,

you're gonna crawl over to the safe,
unlock, but do not open it.

And crawl back to where you are now.
You understand?

-Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
-Move. Go.

Jesus fucking Christ.

It's right here. It's right here.

-Oh, shit. I fucked up. I fucked up.
-Just put the code!

-Stop messing around! Come on!
-Sorry, I'm sorry. Okay. I got it.

-I'm not fucking playing!
-Please, just put the fucking code!

Fuck, there it is! Fuck!

Hey, you. Fill this bag up.

Fuck.

Here.

Go back to where you were.

And the security man, open the briefcase.

Come on. Let's go.

-There's a combination.
-That's okay. Nice and easy.

Now take the diamonds out.

Jesus fucking Christ, man.
What the fuck is happening?

-Hey, shut up.
-Shit.

-Jesus Christ.
-Shut up!

-Fuck, man!
-Stop fucking talking!

-Put the gun down! I'm a police officer.
-What?

You're under arrest. Put the gun down.

The second you pull that trigger,
I pull mine.

You probably got a kid somewhere, right?

And for what?
For this fucking crooked prick?

It's the last time I'm asking you.
Put the gun down now, James.

I know all about you.

And I know you never hurt anyone before.

You're pointing a gun at a cop.

You're a cop? Then be a fucking cop.

Shoot the fucking guy.
Shoot him right now!

Shut up! Shut up.

Put the gun down!

-I'm not putting the fucking gun down!
-It's the last time I'm asking you.

Fuck.

Put the fucking gun down!
Put the fucking gun down!

Put the gun down!
Put the fucking gun down!

Please, God!

-Put the gun down!
-Who the fuck is he?

-He is a cop, kid.
-Oh, you're a fucking cop? A fucking cop?

Put the gun down!

Fucking lit thing, man, eh?

Huh? Eh?

-Put it down.
-Do you think I fucking play?

-You think I fucking play?
-Listen to me.

-Hey!
-Listen to me.

Pig. You fucking pig.

-Put the gun down.
-I'm gonna start counting.

You want blood in your motherfucking
cop hands, huh?

-Put it down!
-You want fucking blood in your cop hands?

-You are a cop!
-One!

You're a fucking cop! Shoot him!

-Shut up!
-Shoot him!

Two! You think I'm fucking playing?

Fuck you! Fuck you!

Yeah! You think I'm fucking playing?

Fucking piece of shit!

Fuck you. Fuck you.

Just take what you came for and go.

Hm.

Place the case towards me.

Place the fucking case towards me!

Just take it.

Don't fucking look at me.

-I'm not looking at you.
-Yes, you are.

You've seen my face, so…

I need you to put your gun down.

Put your fucking gun down, all right?

Put the gun down. Gun down.

-Put the fucking gun down!
-I'm not putting the gun down.

Put the gun down!
Put the fucking gun down!

Put it down!

Fuck you!

Oh! Oh, shit!

Oh, my…

-Oh!
-Oh, my God!

Ah!

He's fucking… He's dead.

Oh!

Oh, fuck.

He was gonna shoot you.

I…

Here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna get in your car and you're
gonna drive and never come back.

The money and the diamonds are still here.

There's the thief.

The 101 Robber.

I didn't want to shoot him.

I know.

Oh, sh… Oh, my…

I need a fucking ambulance right now.

I'm gonna personally ensure
that you do time.

You're never gonna work ever again.

No, you're not.

You're gonna keep your money
and your stones.

And when the cops show up here,
you're gonna listen what I tell them.

-And then you're gonna say, "What he said."
-The fuck I will!

See, once they start investigating you

for the importation of illegal stones
and tax evasion,

then they really start digging.

So you better be squeaky fucking clean.
Is that what you want?

What the fuck is the matter with you?

What the fuck is the matter with you?

Fu…

I suggest you get all that back
in the safe before my colleagues arrive.

-Call me a fucking ambulance.
-Fucking coward.

This is Detective Lubesnick,
Robbery Division.

I'm at the Beverly Wilshire, room 1018.
I need a RA unit.

I have two victims down,
one KMA, another breathing.

BEEN HURT AT WORK?
GET CASH RIGHT NOW!

Inhale…

exhale.

You are safe.

You are calm.

You are exactly where you need to be.

Open yourself to the truth
of what's within you.

Don't hold back.

It's now time

to slowly begin to bring your awareness
back into the physical body.

May you have a beautiful rest of your day.

-Namaste.
-Namaste.

Hey.

-I came by your apartment.
-Oh, yeah. I was away.

Yeah. I had a message.

-Oh, yeah?
-Hm.

I, uh…

I have something for you.

-Maybe don't open that in here.
-Why? What is it?

Something nobody's looking for.

You said you have a message for me, too?

Tsk.

This was sent to me.

FOR THE COP: -2, 09A1

-I don't know what that is.
-No.

Well…

You think you'll be coming back to yoga?

I don't know. Think I should?

I think you should.

Uh.

-See ya.
-See ya.

MAYA, I WAS WRONG,
I HOPE IT'S NOT TOO LATE.

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