All language subtitles for Tracker s03e15 No Good Deed.eng

-(insects trilling)
-(dog barking in distance)

(vehicle approaching)

(beeping)

(groans softly)

(beeping stops)

(phone ringing)

Hello. Hi.

Y-Yeah, yeah.
No, sorry about that.

Uh, the, uh...

the neighbor's dog
just got into my yard.

I was just trying to do a solid.

I know, I know. My bad.

I'll-I'll call first next time.

Copy. Won't happen again.

Randy, stop apologizing.

All right? It's fine.

I'm happy to help.

It's all good.

Yeah, just, uh, wait for Colter
and let me know.

All right. Bye.

-(sighs) Thank you.
-Morning.

-Morning.
-What's-what's up?

-Is everything okay?
-Um...

One of Randy's best friends
has gone missing.

Simon Boyce.

He was under house arrest.

Due for a pretrial hearing
tomorrow.

So Randy's meeting Colter
to see what's going on.

House arrest?

What did he do?

Well, he was charged

with cyberhacking.

He broke into the servers
of an insurance company

and then transferred money
into client accounts.

I mean, it's a pretty
significant crime.

I'm not sure exactly how I feel
about it, but...

I mean... (sighs)

...if the police find out
that he's missing,

it's gonna get
a lot worse for him.

-They'll throw him in jail.
-Yikes.

He's kind of like Robin Hood.
(chuckles)

Anyway, I'm-I'm totally down to
help this guy if Randy needs it.

Um... what can I do?

For starters, if you could grab
Simon's file for me.

Um, his public defender
was absolute crap

and possibly incompetent, so...

Um, also,
clear my schedule for the day.

I think I need to jump on a
flight to Minneapolis and help.

Okay. Yeah.
Uh, I'll get you options.

Thanks.

(vehicle approaching)

(engine shuts off)

Hey.

-Thanks for getting here
so fast, man. -Yeah.

Talk to me.

Like I told you, my boy Simon...

...he's under house arrest and
his mom can't find him anywhere.

Reenie sent me the case file.

There's no record of
his ankle monitor going off.

No, no. It was
the first thing I checked.

It's still showing as active
somewhere in the zone.

-Hmm.
-Fully green.

No alarm. And I-

and I'm searching, man,
but I can't find it.

-What about his online activity?
-Nada.

He has no access to Internet.

It's court-mandated
because of his charges, so...

he went full analog.

Found his flip phone
in the kitchen.

Looked at his credit card.

N-Nothing.

N-N-Nothing recent.

His car's still here.

When was the last time
you talked to him?

Uh, it's been a minute. Um...

He called a couple weeks ago
and he left a message.

I never got back to him.

Been a little busy.

Okay. Not your fault, man.
Come on.

Let's go. Let's get to work.
We'll find him.

RANDY:
Okay. His mom's inside.

Mrs. Boyce, when was the last
time you spoke to your son?

I called him
this morning at 7:00.

No answer.

And when I stopped by at 9:30
to drop off groceries,

he was gone.

Okay.

And you didn't call
the police... why?

I thought about it,
but I don't want

to make his legal situation
any worse.

So I called Randy
to see if he knew anything,

and that's when he told me
that...

you might be able to help.

RANDY:
Totally on brand for Simon-

doing something like this.

My son has always been
impulsive.

-(chuckles)
-Do you think

there's a chance maybe...

-he ran?
-SHAUNA: Maybe.

But he has a-a-a court hearing
tomorrow,

and he's been pretty worried
about how that would go.

If he's a no-show,
it's gonna go bad for him.

SHAUNA: Being cooped up here
for the last couple of months

without Internet access has
not been easy for him.

Hey, Randy, you said you, uh...
you found his phone?

Yeah. Yeah,
here on the kitchen table.

-Anything on it?
-Couple of calls

to the sheriff's department.

It's where
his supervising officer is.

But nothing unusual.

-Mm.
-SHAUNA: Please. (sighs)

Simon is...

not a bad person.

You know, his heart has
always been in the right place.

RANDY:
Facts.

The boy's always had my back.

I can't lose my son.

He's all I have.

Yeah.

See what I can find, all right?

Mind if I take a look around?

SHAUNA:
Please.

(sighs)

Were any doors open
when you arrived?

Uh, not open,

but the front door was unlocked.

And was he allowed
to go outside?

He was. He had full access

to the backyard
and part of the front.

He's lucky.
Some people under house arrest

can't go out at all.

-Mm.
-(phone ringing)

Oh. This is
Simon's public defender.

I better take it.

Follow me, will you?

Yeah.

(birds chirping)

Okay.

Look at this.

You know what this is?

He's testing the perimeter

of his ankle monitor, isn't he?

RANDY:
Oh, damn.

Total Simon move, too.

Yeah, he wanted to know
exactly how far

he could go

without setting off the alarm.

Question is why.

There's more over here.

Hold up.

Hey, Randy.

Something here.

RANDY:
What you got?

Look at that.

That's an ankle monitor,
isn't it?

-RANDY: Hell yeah, it is.
-Yeah.

Looks like it's been cut here.

Somehow without the alarm
going off.

Can I see?

Oh, yeah.

So, this chip has
a latching relay circuit on it.

Kept the alarm from sounding.

He must've had ten seconds
to disconnect the monitor

and attach the chip.

It's impressive.

Is that something
he could do himself?

(scoffs)
I don't know.

Definitely wouldn't be easy.

But what I do know

is he didn't make that chip.

It for sure came
from someone else.

Ah.

So either someone helped him...

...or he was taken.

* *

COLTER:
Anything off the chip?

Hmm.

Oh, wait a minute.

-I see you.
-What do you got?

I got a part and a batch number.

Can you trace it?

RANDY:
Let me see.

Okay. The chip was part
of an order shipped

to a BJH Industries.

I got an address

-in Minneapolis. All right.
-Let's go.

Let's do it.

(dogs barking)

That's a hell of a lot
of security cameras.

RANDY:
Hell yeah.

Think you can hack in,
turn some of those off?

The cameras? Yeah.

(dogs barking, growling)

Uh, but the dogs-
that's-that's all you, right?

I got the dogs.

(snarling, barking)

(barking)

-(static buzzes)
-(barking stops)

Took care of the dogs, too.

(grunts)

(racks slide)

(welding in distance)

Yo.

You mind putting that down?

Looking for Simon Boyce.

You know where he is?

Bill? Is that you?

You know this guy?

RANDY:
Yeah, man. It's Bill Henderson.

Simon's old shady roommate.

Recognized that dumbass suit
of armor you got back there.

Man, put that down
'fore you hurt yourself.

What the hell you think you're
doing breaking into my place,

-Rando?
-COLTER: Hey, look at this.

See that?

It's Simon's ankle monitor.

-We know he got that chip
from you. -BILL: Yeah.

-So?
-So...

did you do something to him?

Nah.

Simon's my boy.

Not that you'd know that.

Maybe you were afraid

your friend
was gonna turn on you

at tomorrow's hearing,
name names?

Maybe you helped him hack
into that insurance company.

Yeah, your digital fingerprints
were all over that one.

I ain't messy like that, Rando.

You got about one more of those,
and then we gonna have to do

-something about it.
You know I know, fool. -What's up?

-Okay, look, hey, hey.
-What's up?

You talk to us,
you talk to the cops-

-doesn't matter to me.
You choose. -RANDY: Yeah.

That's a good idea, Colt.

I'm sure they'd love
to dig into this little...

illegal hardware operation
you got going.

Kind of like these mag spoofers.

You're selling these, right?

-To steal credit card data?
-(clangs)

How did your chip end up
on Simon's ankle monitor?

He ordered it.

What happened after that,
I don't know.

Well, Simon's missing, man.

Okay? You know
what that makes you?

That makes you guilty
for aiding and abetting.

Look, I had no idea
he was gonna use it to flee.

He ordered a bunch of things
from me last week.

Unlike you, I respect
a man's digital privacy.

Whoa. Where you going?

(sniffs)

It's right here.

See for yourself.

He sent you a letter?

And cash.

Via the good old
U.S. Postal Service.

Old-school.

Okay, that's a drone frame.

Parts, accessories.

And a chip with a relay circuit?

Which could be used
for anything!

Hey. I just fill orders.

COLTER:
All right.

Let me ask you a question.

What would Simon want
with a drone?

So how's Simon controlling
the drone without Wi-Fi?

Oh, it operates on radio
frequencies. No Wi-Fi needed.

He could've just watched the
video live from his cell signal.

Mm.

Where's the footage coming from?

The company
that makes the drone camera

automatically backs up
to their cloud server, so...

Like, look, this is

-from five days ago.
-Mm-hmm.

So, what, he's using this drone
to spy on his neighbors?

RANDY:
That boy must've been bored

out of his mind.

Look at all these files.

-(scoffs)
-COLTER: Huh.

So h-hold on a second.

May-Maybe, uh...

maybe he saw something,

caused him to run?

Yeah, good thinking.

Okay, here's the most recent
video from last night.

Is that a woman?

COLTER:
Yeah.

RANDY:
What the hell is that, man?

I don't think he ran.

He saw something
that got him in trouble.

Hey. I just got your message.

-Any update on Simon?
-RANDY: Yeah.

Not good is the update.

He was using a drone
to spy on his neighbors.

-Saw a woman being kidnapped.
-REENIE: What?

He call the cops?

RANDY:
There was an anonymous call

to the sheriff's department
last night.

I thought he was calling

his supervising officer,
but looks like

he was reporting this.

Cops checked into it,

didn't find nothing.

So either the person
who caught him took him

or Simon removed his ankle
monitor to help this woman.

-You think
he'd actually do that? -RANDY: Yeah.

I mean, the whole reason
he had an ankle monitor

was because he was always
fighting for the little guy.

We're on our way to the area
right now, check it out.

Hey, did-did you, uh, get
to talk to the county attorney

about Simon's trial?

Just about to have
a conversation with him.

RANDY:
Listen, I need you

to work
that Reenie Greene magic, okay?

You got to delay that hearing.

Yeah, I'm on it.
Keep you posted.

-Thank you.
-(sighs)

Hey, so, uh, the office,

how-how-how's everything
going over there?

Great. I mean,
Mel's a good addition.

-Mm.
-Yeah.

It's good that Reenie's got her.

-You'll dig her.
-Mm.

What about Reenie? How's, uh...

You know, how's she-
how's she doing with everything?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Uh... (exhaling)

It's just us here, man.

(chuckles) Okay.

Look, you-you know how she is.

She's always trying
to be boss lady.

You know? But...

I'm not gonna lie,

there's been
a lot of late nights.

She took up boxing.

You ask me, she's covering up.

But...

you know how Reenie is.

Yeah. Yeah.

(clears throat)
Hi.

Excuse me,

are you Jim Osmond?

The Hennepin County Attorney?

Depends who's asking.

Reenie Greene.

I'm the new opposing counsel
on the Boyce case.

Nice to meet you.

I take it this isn't
a chance meeting.

Well, I am filing a motion
to continue with the judge.

It'd be really helpful
if you were on board.

So you want to postpone

your client's
court appearance tomorrow?

Yeah, I'm just taking over

the case
from Simon's public defender,

and I need some time to prepare.

Just a couple days
would really be helpful.

How'd you track me down?

Well, this is the closest
restaurant to the courthouse

with, uh, decent lunch specials.

And I might have had
my assistant call your office

asking for restaurant recs.

-Ballsy!
-(chuckles)

You know that could've gone
in the opposite direction.

-It could've.
-(laughs)

So you'll sign off
on the motion?

I really appreciate it.

No.

I'm not doing Simon Boyce
any favors.

Oh, come on.

We both know
he did not get a fair shake

with his last lawyer.

Last year,

my wife had her identity stolen.

They drained our joint accounts

and screwed up our credit.

So, yeah,

people like Simon,

no matter his reasoning,

are parasites.

And I'm gonna see
that he's punished

to the maximum the law allows.

See you tomorrow, Ms. Greene.

(chuckling softly)

(smacks lips)

(quietly):
Not if I can help it.

RANDY:
Okay, this is where Simon was flying his drone.

Truck was parked
right in front of that house.

COLTER:
All right,

-why don't you just-
-I know, I know.

-Stay here.
-Well, just hang tight.

-I'll be right back.
-Yeah. I'll be here.

(birds singing)

(clicking)

(door unlocks)

(sighs)

(exhales sharply, sputters)

"Sit tight."

Telling me to sit tight.
This ain't my first rodeo.

Okay? I...

Come on.

Got it.

All right.

What's the address here?

* *

-RINGO: Can I help you?
-Huh?

Yes.

Um... (chuckles)

Hi.

I'm, uh...

I'm-I'm-I'm
neighborhood cleanup.

Yeah. Leave the place looking
better than how you found it.

What my mom always says.

You looking for that drone?

Damn thing was looking
into our windows.

Really?

Yeah, buddy.

So, you one of
them cyber perverts?

-Huh?
-Recording videos for your TikToks?

-What?
-Monetizing folks' private moments?

I'm gonna call the cops.

No, no, no.
D-Don't call anybody.

I'm... (sighs)

Look, I'm looking
for my friend, okay?

He went missing, and I think
the drone belongs to him.

He could be in trouble.

Drone's in the house.

-I was gonna trash it.
-No.

No, no, no.

Would you mind if I came in
and took a look at it?

It really could help me
find him.

Yeah.

-O-Okay.
-Thanks.

(flapping sounds)

Here you go.

Hit a tree, I think.

I see.

Bingo.

Your missing friend-

what's his name?

Uh, his name's Simon.

Simon Boyce.

That's a perv name.

Hey. Yo.

He's not like that, okay?

He's lived in this neighborhood
over ten years.

Huh.

I ain't seen him around.

Let me see if I can find you
a trash bag for that mess.

*

(beeping)

So you...

think this friend of yours
is in some kind of trouble?

Could be.
Hey, you didn't happen

to see
a dark pickup truck last night,

parked a couple houses down?

You know what, yeah.

Yeah, I did. Damn truck

always parking on the street,

blocking the garbage cans
on trash days.

* *

Any idea who the owner
of the truck is?

No.

I've seen his ugly face around,

but, uh,
I don't know the guy's name.

Damn.

Okay.

I'm thinking
the owner of the truck

kidnapped a woman
and Simon saw it.

You're kidding.

How do you know all this?

I saw the drone footage.

That's crazy.

A kidnapping,
in this neighborhood?

Yeah, the world's a crazy place.

COLTER:
I wouldn't do that.

Oh!

Don't move.

RINGO:
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, man.

Take it easy. I'm unarmed.

-I'm unarmed!
-Randy, you all right?

Yeah, now.

All right, come here.

-Find something
to tie this guy up with. -Yeah.

He wakes up, hit him with this.

Okay.

Where's Simon?

Don't know. Honest.

-What about the girl?
-She escaped.

And thank God,
'cause she was psycho,

mean as a snake.
Called me names and, uh...

...bit my damn arm.

Stone had to stab her in the leg

just to get her off of me, so...

-Your partner is Stone?
-Yeah.

Randy, you find anything?

-Yeah, I got his phone.
-All right.

-Where you keeping the girl?
-In the basement.

-Show me.
-Okay. Yeah.

Here.

In here.

I swear, man,
this was all Stone's idea.

He said he needed
a place to stash something,

offered to pay me 10K.

This your place?

It's my cousin's place.
I'm house-sitting,

watering the plants,
feeding the gecko,

that kind of thing. Anyways,

I didn't realize
it was gonna be a woman

Stone was stashing here.

Before I knew it, I was all

jumped into this kidnap thing.

Um, just so you know,

this is my first and last time.

Um...

(Ringo exhales)

Who was she?

All I know is her name is Bruna.

Stone grabbed her,
spur of the moment,

said her rich husband was
gonna pay a big, fat ransom.

Easy-peasy, right?
(scoffs) Wrong.

-He didn't pay you.
-No, man.

He refused.

Now I'm stuck
cleaning up the mess.

You know, I-I'm essentially
a nonviolent person.

I-I do yoga.

I was gonna open up
my own stereo repair shop

with the money
Stone was gonna pay me.

How long's she been gone?

Since this morning.

Come with me.

-Stay right there. Don't move.
-Yeah, yeah.

This lock's busted
from the outside.

She didn't...

she didn't leave on her own,
she had help.

Someone took her. Come on.

-Go.
-Okay, yeah.

All right,
let me get this straight.

Simon breaks out of
his ankle monitor this morning,

goes over to the "for sale"
house like we did,

-looking for the woman.
-She's not there,

right? So he flies the drone,

trying to figure out
where she is,

finds out she's being held here.

RINGO:
So, okay, this random dude, Simon,

came out of nowhere
to help that witch escape.

Why... why would he do that?

He's not some random dude,
okay? He's my friend,

and that's just who he is.

But you didn't see him
come in or out of the house?

No, just the drone,
spying on us out there.

I heard it crash into
the tree this morning,

went to see if we could
find out who was flying it.

When Stone and I got back,

the place was empty
and she was just gone.

RANDY:
All right, I got something

off Stone's phone.

Check it out.

Please listen to them.

You have to pay them.

Pay them whatever they want.

They hurt me and

they're gonna kill me

if you don't do what they say.

Please, baby.

Mm. That video,
that go to her husband?

Pretty sure, but
that was all Stone's department.

RANDY:
Looks like it went to a burner phone.

Text message came
with the video.

"You have 24 hours to pay

-or she's dead."
-Look at the response.

Yeah, "Go ahead and kill her."

Cold, man.

He's not even trying
to run out the clock.

Can you get a location
on that phone?

Yeah.

(sighs) No.

Burner went dead
after the message was sent.

-Mm-hmm.
-Look, man,

if Simon rescued the woman,

where are they?

-He should be home already.
-Mm.

Maybe something happened.

See if you can
get an ID on that woman,

the, uh, the biter.

-Yeah.
-(typing)

All right.

Hey.

(panting)

-How long have I been out?
-A few hours.

(hisses in pain)

That leg wound's still bleeding.

I really think
you should go to a hospital.

I told you,
we're not doing that.

Those kidnappers

could find me there.
That's the first place

-they'll look.
-Okay.

But I'm really
worried about you.

You were passed out.

I was just napping.

No, I don't, I don't think so.

You've lost a lot of blood.

I'm advising
we get you to a doctor,

or call your husband.

No, we're not doing
either one of those things.

Everything will be fine.
I just need to rest.

I really need to get home.

Just...

just stay with me.

Please don't leave me.

Please?

(knock on door)

Dude.

Thanks for coming, man.

I didn't know who else to text.

Bro, people are looking for you.

Wait, like the cops?

No, but Randy's back in town

with some guy,
you're holed up here.

Randy?

Yo.

Whose place is this-

It's hers.

What the hell?

Look, I really got to get back
before the cops get involved,

but she's hurt pretty bad.

We need your help.

Simon, she needs more
than a first aid kit, man.

No. We gotta
call an ambulance, man.

You see what happens
when you don't listen?

(gasps)

Reenie, did you get my message?

REENIE:
Yeah, I hope you're wrong

about the ID on this woman.

No, I'm positive
that's Bruna Pryor.

Well, that's bad news

because she is married
to a Leon Pryor,

big fentanyl dealer,
active in three states.

I spoke to my DEA contact,

and he said that
they've been chasing him

for over two years now.

They haven't been able
to find his location

after he shot an undercover
agent at one of their

stash houses in Omaha.

Okay, so, they're still active,

they just packed up
and moved everything

-to Minneapolis.
-Yeah.

Oh, well, it explains
why I couldn't find Bruna

at any of the local hospitals,

if she's hiding
from law enforcement.

And maybe she's hiding
from her husband,

if he's trying to kill her.

So where does that leave Simon?

Maybe she's holding him
hostage somewhere.

Reenie, do the Pryors have any
associates here in Minneapolis?

Nope, none on the DEA's radar,

but that doesn't mean anything.

Okay.

Can you send me the report
on that stash house raid?

They're already in your inboxes.

RANDY:
All right, checking.

You got it?

-Got it.
-Thank you.

All right.

Look to see
if you can find the address

of that stash house, see if, uh,

see if you can find anything.

All right, it's leased
to a James and Mary Smith.

Alias.

Two of the most common names
in the U.S.? No doubt.

There any, uh,

properties here in Minneapolis
with those two names on 'em?

I'm looking, I'm looking.

Lots of James Smiths,

but only one listed
to a James and Mary Smith,

and it's
a short-term leased apartment.

-All right, come on.
-All right.

-Could be the one, let's go.
-Got the address.

Okay, go get Simon.
Before tomorrow morning.

And, hey, I hit a roadblock
with that county attorney,

but I'm gonna try
and stall the judge.

COLTER:
Okay, Reenie.

(call beeps off)

(engine starts)

I told you not to call anyone.

He was my friend!
He was here to help you!

I'm sorry, I really am.
But what's done is done.

(groans)

You're the one who took my phone
when I was sleeping

and texted your dumb friend,

when I told you
I didn't need any help.

But I'm really gonna need you to
follow directions better, Simon.

Look, I don't... (sniffles)

I don't know who you are, okay?

And I-I don't...
I don't care what you're into.

Okay? I really,
really need to get back.

You don't, you don't understand.

Oh, I understand

perfectly.

You want to leave
an injured woman alone

to fend for herself?

That's not
very gentlemanly of you.

Please, please don't,
please don't shoot me.

I'm not gonna shoot you

unless you do
anything stupid again.

Ah...

Are you gonna do
anything stupid again, Simon?

Good boy.

(cell phone buzzes)

(Bruna exhales)

(Simon panting)

It's time to meet my husband.

Eh.

-Yeah, this is the place.
-All right.

I can bypass the system.

Just got to find a USB port.

(doorbell buzzes)

(line ringing)

-MAN: Hello?
-Hey, got a package for you.

(buzzer sounds)

Bypassed.

How d- Or we can do that.

(doorknob rattles softly)

Randy...

Yeah, what is it?

Aw...

come on, man.

(Randy scoffs)

What the hell
is Bill doing here, man?

Looks here like
Simon sent him a text

asking him to come here to help.

Then why would they kill him?

Simon didn't do that.

He wouldn't do that.
They're friends.

Well, hold on a second.
Simon didn't really know

who Bruna was, right?

So maybe she convinced him
to come here.

-You think she killed Simon too.
-I don't think she did, no.

I think she still needs him
for something.

What is it,
what are you looking for?

-What-
-He's got no keys.

They have his car.
We have to find him. Let's go.

SIMON:
You gonna tell me where we're going?

I already told you,

to see my husband.

Me and Leon are gonna
have a little talk

about why
he didn't pay my ransom.

Maybe- maybe it was
for a good reason.

Yeah, the reason is
he wanted me dead.

Hell of a lot cheaper
than a divorce.

So he arranged to kidnap you?

Leon? (laughs)

He's not that smart.

Just lucky.

And those idiots

who thought they were
gonna get a quick payday

and grabbed me when
I was leaving the jewelry store.

Whatever's going on
with you and your husband,

it has nothing to do with me.

You chose to get involved.

This is crazy.

-I saved you.
-Which is why you're not dead,

but you will be
if you keep whining.

Okay, okay.

Look, I'm a hacker.

Okay? I can get you
whatever you want.

Just-just let me go.

Shut up and drive.

(sniffles)

Looks like they're
a couple miles ahead of us.

RANDY:
Yep.

Wait a minute.
They're slowing down.

Think they're
pulling in somewhere.

Okay, looks like it's
a warehouse near the airport.

Belongs to a James Smith?

Let's find out.

Come on.

Bingo.
That's the name on the lease.

Gotta be Leon Pryor.

Bruna's headed for her husband.

He didn't pay her ransom.

He wants her dead.

-All right, here we go.
-Okay.

Drive closer.

Keep going.

Pull in.

That's Leon.

What now?

(engine stops)

Hi, honey.

Sweetheart. (chuckles)

Where have you been?

BRUNA:
You son of a bitch!

You were gonna let me die!

You told them to kill me!

Oh, no, no, no, no.

You got it all wrong.

(gunshots)

RANDY:
Don't tell me Simon's in that car, man.

Wait here.

(gunshots in distance)

(grunts)

Sweetie, that was
a little bit of

an overreaction.

What a shame.

BRUNA:
No.

No, p-please.

(gunshots)

Don't move.

Don't move.

He's in the car.

-Go see if he's okay.
-Right, right, right.

-(Simon groans) What?
-Hey. You okay?

-Randy.
-Yeah.

What are you doing here?

What you mean?
I'm saving your ass.

What's it look like? (laughs)

Whoa, hey, hey.

Got you. Huh?

Okay. You all right?

-Yeah.
-Yeah?

Yeah, I think so.

Damn.

Who is he?

-This is my boy Colter.
-Awesome.

Is he all right?

Yeah.

Get him to the truck.

Call an ambulance
for her, will you?

Yeah, you got it.

BRUNA (crying):
Simon, help me.

Simon, please. Help me.

(whimpers)

I think he's helped you enough.

Bro, I still can't believe
you did all this for me.

What are you talking about?

You would do
the exact same thing.

-I do have one question, though.
-Hmm?

What the hell were
you thinking, man? What-

SIMON:
(laughs) I don't know, man. Bored, I guess.

Look,
maybe I thought about my mom

when I saw Bruna tied up
in the back of that truck.

You know, that I'd want
someone to help her

if she were in trouble.

RANDY:
I get that.

Gonna think twice
next time I do a good deed.

(Randy laughs)

Nah, man.

(sighs) I think there should be

more people like you
in the world.

I'm sorry that
I didn't hit you back

when you called me.

It's all good.

'cause you showed up
when it counts.

No doubt.

-SHAUNA: Hey, um...
-COLTER: Hi.

...it's not much, but I wanted
to give you a little something

for bringing Simon home.

Oh, thank you,
but I can't take that.

A friend of Randy's
is a friend of mine,

so it's on the house.

Well, we can't thank you enough.

Would you like
to stay for dinner?

Thank you, I would, but, uh,

I gotta hit the road.

Okay. (soft chuckle)

Thanks again.

Be good, all right?
Stay out of trouble?

-Thank you.
-You got it.

-Listen. Hey, Colt.
-Yeah?

Thank you, man.

You saved Simon,
but you saved my life, too.

I, uh,

swear I'm gonna find
a way to repay you

-some kind of way. I-
-We're good.

We're good.

All right? Come here.
We're good.

Thank you, man.

You stay out of trouble,
too, all right?

RANDY:
I'll try. (chuckles)

(indistinct laughter
and chatter)

Colter?

Reenie? Hey.
How'd it go with the judge?

Uh, yeah, good news.

Because of Simon's help
in taking down Leon

and Bruna Pryor,
they're giving him

a postponement on his court date

and a possible plea deal, so...

Okay. Well, that's great.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

What are you
really doing here? Come on.

What do you mean?

I mean, this could've
been a call or a text.

Oh, everyone calls
and texts nowadays.

What happened
to face-to-face conversations

between friends, you know?
I miss those days.

-You're checking in on me.
-No, no, no. I wouldn't do that.

-I'm not checking up on-
-That's exactly what you're doing.

-Then what are you doing?
-I'm a little concerned, is all.

-Why?
-If I'm being honest,

you seem a little
preoccupied lately.

People are worried.

(scoffs) "People?" What,
Randy say something to you?

Not really. Just, you know,

he said you were working
a lot of hours,

he said... you took up boxing.

Okay, first of all,
boxing is an excellent

-cardio-heavy activity-
-Are you okay?

(sighs)

That's why I came here. I'm...

Want to make sure you're okay.

I'm fine.

Good.

If you're not gonna talk to me,

can we at least,
uh, go for a walk?

-Right now?
-Right now. Let's go.

I saw a, uh,
a diner down the road,

looked pretty nice, great patio.

You're lucky I'm peckish.

Yeah? Well, I'm buying.

(Reenie chuckles)

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