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[moaning]

[moans]

[coughs]

Oh, no!

[engine revvs]

No.

No, Morgan!

[screams]

[pants]

[chomps]

[hums]

Huh.

[hums]

[continues humming]

What time's your shoot?

[Faith] Starts at noon.

Yeah, what time are you gonna be back?

Probably... nine or so.

It's a nine-hour long photo shoot?

You know how these models are.

[sighs]

They take three hours in makeup for ten minutes worth

of still pictures that just get photoshopped anyways, you know.

Okay, well, if you get a chance, give me a call

so I know if I should make dinner or not.

I'll try, but I don't know if I'll reception or not.

Why wouldn't you have reception?

I don't know, sometimes my phone has bad reception

when I'm at these things.

We shoot in basements and weird locations.

Why don't you get a new phone then?

I don't need a new phone. I like mine.

But what's the point in having a phone

if it only works sometimes?

If I wanted a new phone, I'd get a new phone.

Don't you think I could figure that out?

If you could figure it out,

then why haven't you gotten a new one?

I don't know, Alan.

I must be stupid, I guess.

No, no. I didn't say that.

You didn't need to.

Have a great shoot, sweetie.

[cries]

[sighs]

[pop music playing]

Uh!

She's having a bad day.

Yeah, I think this sinks out.

What do you wanna do today?

Breakfast.

I'm hungry, man.

Oh, breakfast sounds good.

You got any cash left?

Ah, got, like, forty bucks.

Forty bucks.

But...

We're running low on cash, man, we need to get some more money.

Got any big ideas?

Yeah.

We can get jobs.

[both laugh]

[Chief] ♪ Ma n'atu sole ♪

♪ Cchiu' bello, oi ne' ♪

♪ 'O sole mio ♪

♪ Sta 'nfronte a te ♪

Yo, good morning, bud.

Simmons, what's going on man?

What are you working on?

Is there any new case files this morning?

To be honest, I have no idea.

I'm doing one of those things where my eyes

are bouncing around from section to section

without actually reading anything.

You ever think about taking week off or something, man?

I mean look at you.

-You're tired as shit. -Yeah.

Well, I'm absolutely dead.

That's the job, isn't it?

Ever occur to you that maybe

you could get more work done if you could, you know,

think straight?

I think I'm past that point.

You know, there's a lot of serial killers

that say some shit exactly like that.

That sound like an insanity defense, man.

[sighs]

I think Faith's having an affair.

Oh, shit. Are you serious?

Yeah.

What happened?

She's always going on these long photoshoots.

She's vague about where she's going, never calls from work.

We haven't had sex in months.

Okay, man, I don't need to know any of that shit.

I just think she's seeing someone.

All right, look--

I'll tell you what, man.

[chuckles]

You find out who this dude is...

[chuckles]

I'll make sure he never goes near her again.

Oh, yeah?

Bro,

you zap a man's nuts with a stun gun...

Woo!

You get the fucking message, you heard me?

Yeah.

That'll do the trick.

Appreciate the help, man.

Look here, brother.

Put your ring back on.

[ring jingles]

[door chime]

[sighs]

So nice and cozy in here.

[sighs]

What are you gonna get?

[sighs] I'm gonna get pancakes, bro.

I'm hungry.

[sighs]

What are you getting?

Pan-freaking-cakes.

[both laugh]

Hey, guys, can I start you off with something to drink?

Listen, we're just gonna get like-- like, um..

Like a huge plate of pancakes.

Okay. How many?

Just, like, a ton.

What, like, four each would be good, do you think?

Babe, if that's a ton, four each would be great.

-Yeah, no dude. -Okay.

Thank you.

You think you could OD on Tums?

I keep taking them, my stomach keeps cramping, and I just--

Oh.

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

Do you know who that is?

Don't look, don't look, don't look.

Who?

That's Morgan fucking Freeman.

-[laughs] -No way.

Yeah way.

Waitress, waitress!

Is that who I think it is over there?

I don't know. Who do you think that is?

Are you kidding me?

You've seen action classics like The Equalizer,

Book of Eli, Fences?

No.

That's Mr. Morgan Freeman.

Guy with the mustache?

Yeah, exactly.

Okay.

Just trust me, that's the master himself.

Sure.

These pancakes look badass, bro.

Oh, yeah, they look really good, but I can't eat

until I know for certain

whether that is Alonzo Harris himself...

[whispering] ...sitting ten feet from us.

Should we go ask him?

Morgan!

Bro.

Shh.

Morgan Freeman!

Oh, I bet he's just hanging out there,

acting all cool, all right?

So no one ask him for an autograph.

But that shit is not gonna stop me.

[laughs]

[whispering] Hey.

[whispering] Uh...

Excuse me, Mr. Freeman, I just--

What?

Just gotta let you know I think you're just

an all-American badass action hero.

I don't know what you're talking--

Mr. Freeman, I-- I don't wanna bother you, man,

I just wanna-- I just wanna-- I just want to pay my respects.

-No, I-- -It's okay, dude, it's okay.

-No, no, no-- -It's okay, I know.

Shh.

I know.

Namaste from me to you.

Tea?

Seriously?

[laughs]

[laughs]

Enjoy your breakfast.

I have determined that without a doubt

that is Morgan Freeman.

[Stu laughs]

Did he say any of his lines?

No man.

He was acting all coy,

pretend he didn't know what I was talking about.

[Floyd] Maybe it wasn't him.

[Stu] Just trust me, it was him.

I'll bet you a pancake that it wasn't.

How you plan on proving that?

"This is CNN."

Watch and learn, bitch.

Go for it.

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.

Uh-Huh.

Don't you move.

I'm right here, man.

Don't go anywhere.

Sorry, man.

Wow.

Well, thank you, Mr. Glenn.

[chuckles] You just got me a free pancake.

Suck this dude.

Motherfucker, yeah.

Did you get a donation?

Good.

Yeah, hold-- hold on.

I think this belongs to you, sir.

Oh.

Thank you.

Yeah.

You owe me a pancake, bro.

Oh, yeah? Where's your proof?

Right here.

That is not Morgan Freeman, my simple-minded friend.

Oh, shit.

Shit.

Shit. I thought it was him this time.

Pay up, bitch.

Well, here's the thing, I thought I was gonna win,

so ate mine, and I thought you were gonna owe me,

so I ate yours, too.

That's fucked up, bro.

Super uncool. I apologize, brother.

Very uncool.

[grunts]

Friends?

No cookies for you tonight.

[mysterious music playing]

Okay, I guess you're all set.

-Thank you so much. -You're welcome.

-You have a great day. -Thank you.

Sir, I can take you now.

-Hello. -Hi, how are you today?

-Very well, thank you. -What may I do for you?

Um, I would need to take out some cash.

Sure. Do you have a withdrawal slip?

Uh, no, I don't.

Well, you'll need to fill one out.

Ah, yes.

Um, Anna...

-Anna, right? -Uh-huh.

Anna, you seem like a smart girl.

Um, I was wondering if it was possible

that we could do this in a different way.

You see, I don't have an account here per se.

Oh, I'm sorry, sir, but if you don't have an account here,

you can't make a withdrawal.

Yes, well, you see, I was wondering

if there was another way around that.

Um, you know what? Actually there is.

Um, would you just give me a moment, please?

Thank you so, so much. Thank you.

Jolly good, jolly good.

Okay.

[police car sirens wailing]

[horns honking]

Oh, dear Lord.

[cries]

Hey.

What are you doing?

[gasps]

Don't come any closer.

[engine stops]

Okay, I've stopped. I've stopped. I've stopped.

Can you at least answer me?

I think I should figure out what you're doing.

I'm just getting a better look at the freeway.

Okay.

I mean--

I mean, there's better ways to do that.

I mean, you could use the car

or you can walk along the street

or, you know--

Would you shut up?

Okay, yeah. Maybe we could try that.

What's your name?

Morgan.

Morgan.

Hi, I'm Glenn.

Glenn Kloase.

Your name is Glenn Close, like the actress?

[Glenn] Yeah, yeah.

[laughs]

I spell it K-L- You know what? It doesn't really matter.

Just call me Glenn.

I saw 101 Dalmatians with my little nephew.

It was awful.

You know, I didn't get to see that one,

but I heard it wasn't that great.

I'm kind of a cinephile, you know?

I don't really like remakes.

I think they get lost in the translation, you know?

I just-- I don't know, I just--

I think you should just leave, Glenn.

That's not really an option now, is it?

Why not? Just drive away.

Well, we're pretty much friends now.

I mean, we're on a first-name basis

and we've talked about movies and, well,

if I go home now, then I'll be on the Google search

looking for you, you know, wondering what happened.

I mean,

I'm in a very awkward position now, Morgan, because of you.

I didn't do anything to you.

You're the one who stopped your car, not me.

I hate to be sarcastic,

but if you didn't want people to see you,

then you could have picked a less public spot, you know?

Are you really fucking with me right now?

No, no, no, no, no. Sorry, sorry. It just--

You know, I guess I'm-- I'm just reacting strangely

because of the situation, you know?

I mean, I've never had to deal with anything like this before.

Would you just stop talking?

Okay. Yeah, sorry. Sorry.

[Morgan pants]

Where are you from?

Oh, my God.

[grunts]

You know what?

Why don't you just come down from there, huh? Yeah?

I mean, I just feel bad for it for my sake, and then--

I mean, if you jump in front of me,

then I'm gonna be scarred for life.

You know, I'll get, like, an ulcer

and I'll have nightmares

and I'll get diabetes and--

I mean, it'd just be better if you were just to come down

off-- off the...

you know.

I don't know what's better anymore.

Well, why don't you come down

and we'll talk about it.

I really think you should just go.

How about this?

I make you deal.

You talk to me about whatever it is that's going wrong,

and if it's really as bad as you say it is,

then I'll drive you back here

and I will push you over the bridge myself.

[laughs]

How about that?

Can we do that instead?

Okay, walk me through this once more.

He comes to the counter, he threatens you and--

No, no, he never threatened really.

Okay, then what did he say?

Well, he came up and he was smiling the whole time

and then he had this great British accent.

So, he said he didn't have an account,

but he wanted to withdraw money anyway.

And then I told him I really couldn't help him.

So then he unzipped his jacket, and there was the bomb.

How do you know it was a bomb?

I've not seen one up close,

but it looked just like the bombs on TV.

How so?

It had sticks of dynamite strapped to his chest

and then there were wires everywhere.

I mean, you know, like, in Looney Tunes.

You know, the Road Runner and the Coyote.

It was like that.

He had a cartoon bomb strapped to him?

It looked like the bombs that are in cartoons.

I mean, it wasn't animated or anything.

Okay.

Just tell me what he said after he showed you the-- whatever.

No. And in fact, he never mentioned the bomb.

All he did was unzip his jacket and show the top of the bomb.

In fact, he was really very polite.

He just asked for the money and continued to be so polite.

-Polite? -Yeah.

I mean really friendly, actually.

I mean, he kept complimenting me

and telling me what a good job I was doing.

Couldn't have been friendlier.

Well, except for that robbing me thing.

Right, except for that minor detail.

And then you gave him the money?

I did give him the money.

He just asked for the 75 grand, and of course I gave it to him

because he had a bomb strapped to him.

I mean, what am I gonna do?

I didn't wanna get blown up or anything.

Oh, no, you weren't feeling that today.

No. And you know what else?

Whenever they show money on TV or movies,

they make it so much bigger than it actually is.

So, so you know, ten grand is only this big.

So that means when he walked out,

you know, with 75,000 dollars,

he could have put it in two pockets easily.

Yeah, and that's about where my patience level is.

You gave him the money,

he walked out, and that was it, right?

You got that right.

I'm sorry about all that.

It's really okay.

I didn't have much to do today anyway.

You know, I was standing there for two minutes

before you showed up.

No one stopped.

Two minutes doesn't seem like that long.

Two minutes can seem like a lifetime.

So, you wanna tell me what was going on?

Not really.

Oh, come on. I thought we had a deal.

You can't just break a promise like that.

It's just that someone I cared about turned out to be

a different person than I thought they were.

And?

And what?

Is that it?

You broke up with someone so you wanted to die?

I didn't just break up with someone.

I had put more into it than anything,

and then they just changed all of a sudden.

I never felt that betrayed before.

You know, that's life, you know?

I mean, sometimes you have to learn the hard way

and then you're better off for it.

I don't mean to sound like a bitch,

but have you ever dated anyone before?

What's that supposed to mean?

Because if you've ever dated anyone,

if you've ever been in a relationship,

you know that all of that talk is complete bullshit.

Of course, I've dated before.

Well, that stuff doesn't translate

into real relationships.

When you love someone, you put everything you have

into it, and when they shut you down, just--

[sighs]

Believe me, listening to someone tell you that you're better off

when you're at your weakest doesn't help.

Okay.

[sighs]

Then again, jumping off a bridge

probably wouldn't help either, so...

Thank you.

Anytime.

I hope you, uh...

Yeah, you know what I mean.

Is that it?

Nice.

So, are you gonna be all right? I mean, to be alone.

Yeah, I'll be fine.

That was done before.

I just think I wanted to know

that someone would actually stop for me.

That's a good thing I drove by, then.

Yeah.

Do you wanna grab a coffee or something?

What, now?

Yeah, if you want to.

Uh...

I was in the--

Right now isn't really the best time for me.

I was kind of in the middle of something when I saw you.

Yeah, that's fine.

It's probably stupid anyways.

Wait, wait, wait, hold on, hold on, hold on.

[sighs]

I've never met anybody in my whole life,

but listen,

if you need anything at all, I want you to call me, okay?

You don't have to do that.

I know, but hey, what could it hurt?

All right.

Well, I'll see you, Glenn.

Thanks.

Keep your head up, Morgan.

[indistinct police radio chatter]

[dialing tone]

Come on, answer your goddamn phone, Faith.

Oh, oh, looks like the pig's getting ghosted.

-Hey, not today, kid. -Fucking pig.

[both laugh]

You need to get laid, bro.

[both laugh]

[both laugh]

See, now this is happening.

Hey, whoa, whoa. No, hey, hey.

That's what happens when you talk shit, bro.

[Chief sings opera song]

They attacked me.

They said they're gonna hit me over the head

with a skateboard

and they called me some pretty degrading names.

Uh-huh, well,

listen, Alan, you know that you can talk to me.

I'm not just your chief, I'm your friend.

You know that, right?

Right. Yeah, I'm fine. But thanks.

You know, you don't always have to play the tough guy.

Sometimes you could be human.

Chief, listen,

I lost my temper today. That's it.

-That's all there is to it. -But it's not just today.

See, we both know that.

You are not the same since you got shot, okay?

Let's not sugarcoat it, let's tell it like it is.

You're not the same.

Jesus Christ.

How many times do I have to say this?

I did the song and dance,

I went through court-ordered therapy

and I got cleared.

I'm good, okay?

It's over now. I am good.

You know that the kids didn't file a complaint

because they're scared to, right?

But that's not the way it's gonna be every time.

All right?

Be careful.

I don't know what else to say, chief.

-I lost my temper and I'm sorry. -And get out.

Sucks man. Signal's weak or something.

The Wi-Fi is weak as hell here.

Should we move closer to the house, bro?

We can't move closer to the house.

We move in closer to the house,

they're gonna know we're stealing their Wi-Fi.

We're running out of neighborhoods.

Everybody's catching on to this fucking thing.

All right, there's something at least.

[reporter] And in breaking news

coming from the Dawes Savings Bank,

the police have just released security footage

from a robbery from earlier in the day.

Now here is surveillance footage recorded by the bank's cameras.

The suspect has yet to be identified,

but police are asking...

- anyone with information-- -[Stu] Oh.

Dude.

Check it out.

What?

It's Morgan Freeman robbing a bank.

Nice. I think I've seen this movie.

No, it's not a movie, man.

This is news.

Why would Morgan Freeman be robbing a bank?

He's rich.

No man, Morgan Freeman, from this morning,

the dude from the breakfast place.

Oh, yeah.

Wait, that reminds me you still owe me a pancake for that shit.

Would you just pay attention?

The guy from the breakfast place robbed a bank.

We're witnesses.

Hell yeah, bro.

What does that mean?

Oh, shit. Dude, think.

Just--

Oh, fuck, I think I got it.

Okay, now the pretty lady in the news

says no one knows who this guy really is, right?

-Right. -Yeah, but we know who he is.

-We do? -Yes, you my friend.

You, my clever friend.

You took his ID to prove to me that he was not in fact

screen legend Morgan Freeman,

but we know who he is and no one else does.

Oh.

Should we call the cops or something?

Well, yeah, we should call the cops or something,

but we're not gonna call the cops

'cause I got a better idea.

We're gonna confront this guy

and we're gonna get a bribe out of him.

[laughs]

So, what you're saying is

we exploit a felony for our own good.

Exactly.

Yes.

[laughs]

There's something wrong about that,

but at the same time,

it's right, because we need the money.

Yeah, now we're gonna do like a, um...

We're gonna do like a stakeout.

That's what they call in the movies, right? Stakeout?

-Yeah, right, right. -Right.

Let operation "Get Money from Fake Morgan Freeman"

commence!

Phish!

See you bright and early...

Glenn Kloase.

[laughs]

It's Glenn Kloase.

It's Glenn Kloase.

[laughs]

My God. How could I miss it? It's Glenn Kloase.

Hi.

Hey. Didn't know you were gonna be home so early.

Dinner's not quite ready yet.

That's fine. I need to change first anyways.

-[sighs] -You've been smoking?

What do you mean?

You smell like cigarettes.

I-- I don't know.

Must've been from the photo shoot.

What do you mean?

Mm.

I mean we're using smoke machines

and all sorts of things.

-Yeah? -I don't know.

Oh, wow.

What are you using smoke machines for?

Uh, something to do with a model

being on top of a cloud, I don't know.

None of these sets makes sense to me.

I just point and shoot.

Can I-- can I see some of your shots from today?

Why?

I just wanna see your work.

I love seeing you work.

Oh, well,

I'll have to show you another time

'cause I left the camera at the studio.

Do you always leave it at the studio?

I don't know, Alan.

Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't.

What's the matter with all the questions tonight?

Nothing, not at all.

I'm just--

Just curious. Never mind.

Chicken looks good.

[doorbell rings]

[doorbell rings repeatedly]

Jesus, I didn't think you were gonna answer.

What are you doing here?

How did you figure out where I live?

Well, I was just going for a run

and I saw your car in the driveway.

Why don't you come in?

By the way, I think I broke your doorbell.

[gasps]

Can I offer you a C-- Oh, never mind.

So-- so what, can I--

Hold on.

Okay, good pulse. I'm sorry, what?

I was just asking why are you here.

I told you, I was running by

and I saw your car in the driveway.

Is that a crime?

Do you wanna know something crazy?

Probably not.

I knew that was your car because of the license plate.

Hmm.

567MAF.

Those are my initials.

Is that right?

Can I tell you something without freaking you out?

It's kind of loaded question.

[sighs]

I think it's fate that we met.

-Fate? -Uh-huh.

Fate, destiny, whatever you want to call it.

Hmm.

You think that some kind of divine intervention

made us cross paths?

Don't make fun of me.

Just hear me out.

What do you think it would have taken for you and I

to end up on that bridge at the same moment like that?

I don't know.

So, maybe some kind of intersecting schedules?

Just think of every action you'd ever made in your entire life,

everything from tying your shoe to stopping at a stop sign

to taking a shower.

Everything you've ever done

has taken up a certain amount of time.

And all of those actions led to you and me

being on that bridge

at the exact same time we did.

Do you really think that's a coincidence?

Kind of, yeah.

You literally saved my life today.

We didn't just brush past each other on the sidewalk

or bump into each other in the McDonald's,

we crossed paths

at the single most critical moment of my life.

That can't be a coincidence.

Okay. So, say you're right.

Just say it's fate.

What's the point?

Why do you need to live?

No, oh God, no, I didn't mean--

I didn't mean it that way.

I'm sorry.

No, what I meant--

I mean,

if something brought me to you

to save your life, then there must be

some kind of higher purpose for it, right?

Like, are we gonna find a cure for cancer or...

save a bus full of nuns or something?

-I mean-- -I don't know yet.

But it has to be something.

So, what do we do now?

I don't know.

We could see what's on TV.

No, no, I mean-- I mean,

like, shouldn't we let the planets kind of align

or, I don't know, let the universe figure it out

in a kind of whoa kind of way kind of thing?

No, we should watch Lifetime

and try to learn more about each other

so we can figure out why we were brought together.

I don't know how to work this.

[suspenseful music]

[Chief singing opera]

Hey, how are we coming on the surveillance footage?

Just started maybe two minutes ago.

-You need some help? -Sure. Pull up a seat.

Yeah, no, that was way more of an empty gesture than anything.

-I'm not about to-- -Always helping, Simmons.

-Thanks. -Right.

-[yawns] -You all right man?

-Yeah, I'm fine.

[yawns]

I'm just tired.

[sighs]

Everything good with you and the chief?

Yeah, we're good.

He's just being high and mighty.

He says I'm-- He thinks I'm dealing

with some sort of PTSD bullshit or something.

Look, man, I don't mean to pry or nothing but...

you sure there ain't something to that?

Fucking serious?

Look, all I'm saying is getting shot can fuck with you, man.

Look, there's nothing wrong with that.

This is how it is.

Look, I don't need therapy,

time off or to talk about my fucking feelings.

I just need everyone to get off my ass about it.

Yeah, clearly you're fine, yeah.

Yeah.

I am. I'm-- I'm cool.

-Right. -I'm fine.

I'm gonna catch up with you later on.

Later.

[mysterious music playing]

[Alan] No.

No.

Son of a bitch.

No.

Oh, fuck.

Son of a bitch.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Okay, uh...

Okay, this one is my fault.

Uh-huh, that's nice.

You trying to make an asshole out of me

or you're the asshole, which one of us is it?

-Neither, sir. -Yeah.

What did I tell you about glass houses?

Uh...

-A lot of things. -Yeah.

Listen, whatever is happening in your person life,

do not bring it here.

If you can't master your rage, your rage is gonna master you.

What am I, Mr. Miyagi? What is this?

Listen, Alan, sort it out.

-Yes, sir. -Okay? Just sort it out.

[police car sirens wailing on TV]

[gasps]

[moans]

[moans]

-Oh. -[yawns]

-Oh, my God. -[yawns]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stay over.

I think we passed out watching those Lifetime epics

somewhere between [indistinct]

and one about the family of dwarfs.

[yawns]

You know, this is a really cool house.

Uh-huh.

I didn't notice how nice it was in the dark last night.

What is it you do again? For a living, I mean?

I-- I dabble in a few things.

Like what?

Uh...

Finance, banking occasionally.

There's a lot of money in there?

Yeah, depending on how you do it.

Do you have work today?

No, not today.

Why not?

I-- I--

I don't have to work right now.

You're retired?

[sighs] Well...

You could say that, yeah, say I'm retired.

I only work when I have to.

-Oh, nice. -Yeah, yeah.

Well, I should probably get going.

I didn't mean to stay.

Oh, so you stopped by, you broke my doorbell,

you passed out on my couch and now you just wanna leave?

Fate.

Blow some on my face.

[inhales]

[coughs]

Oh, okay.

So what do you want me to type again?

Type in "How to extort someone."

[Floyd] How to extort someone.

[Stu] Yeah.

[both laugh]

Oh, there is a lot of shit on this shit.

Scroll down, scroll down. Scroll down.

Wait, wait, wait there, wait there, wait there.

Okay.

Extortion 101 by Great69.

Oh, that looks like a blog or something.

What, do you think the government's gonna have

websites on how to extort someone?

This is going off the grid, man.

We're going into the dark web of the shit of the shit.

Okay, so it says here,

"To extort someone

you must be able to prove

they did something,

and you must have col--"

[Stu] Col--

L--

That's Spanish.

-Oh, I don't know. -Wait.

-Collateral. -[Stu] Yeah.

Ha. Do we have?

Yeah, yeah, we got his license.

Oh, okay. All right. So, we got step one.

Okay, step two says,

"Go to guilty party..."

[laughs]

"Request money in exchange for your silence."

Okay. Then what?

-That's it. -That's it?

There's only two steps to extorting.

Holy shit.

-So, I guess we go to him... -Yeah.

Say, "We know you did it,"

and he gives us the money.

We should've been extorting people long ago.

Yeah.

Long ago.

[sighs]

[mysterious music playing]

See you soon.

[Victorian music playing]

[slurps]

[sighs]

According to the website,

we got to tell this dude we have some shit on him.

So how do we tell Glenn we know he robbed the bank?

Well, we go talk to him.

No.

Man, how do we get to him?

I mean, we don't wanna talk to him just yet.

[sighs]

Oh...

Why don't we write a letter or something?

Boy, now you're talking.

-Nice. -[laughs]

Just grab his license to see where he lives.

Shit. I don't know where that came from.

All right, then.

[laughs]

I'm not as dumb as I look.

[laughs]

Shut the door!

Shut the door! What, did you grow up in a barn?

Okay, so what can you tell me about the other day at the bank?

Poker.

I'm sorry?

I love poker. I really do.

Oh that-- that's why I was at the bank.

I-- I took out about all the money I have.

Okay. Can we just--

Tournament's tomorrow.

Huge tournament.

And let me tell you, I really need to win this one.

Can we just stay on point here?

Yeah, I need you to focus, okay?

My mom just passed.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that,

but I have to ask you these questions.

She didn't leave me with much.

But she left me her house.

That's why I need to win this tournament,

to keep the house and--

and to pay off some debts, you know?

You know, I've been reading tips online

from professionals, you know,

so I really think I have an edge this time.

You know, if I don't win this one, I'm--

I'm dead.

[Alan] Well...

Well, I'm sure you'll do great.

Really?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, sounds like a sure thing.

[chuckles]

Okay.

What can you tell me about what you saw?

What I saw?

Yeah, I'll tell you what I saw.

I saw a red-blooded American taking what's his.

Excuse me?

I saw a man welcomed to a government building

and give a big old fuck-you to all you kind of people

who will be putting us down all day.

I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.

[laughs]

I'm talking about you and yours taking what's ours

by way of your taxes and other taxes,

property taxes.

I mean, it's criminal the way you damn politicians

can think you can screw over a little guy

just for the hell of it and get away with it.

Well, not anymore, brother,

because we are about to come upon

and take over all you fascist pigs.

Listen, I don't know what the fuck you're talking about,

but I just wanna stick to the bank, all right?

Fuck the bank.

I don't keep my money in no damn bank.

I keep my money under mattress the way God intended.

Well, then what were you doing at the bank?

Why were you at the bank, cop?

I was investigating the robbery.

Well, whoopty fuckin' doo. Give this man a medal.

[laughs]

Oh, your time's up, pig, cause we're draining the swamp,

and you ain't gonna be able to come up at us no more ever.

All of them illegal firearms,

they're gonna be strapped to my side 24/7, brother.

You can count on it.

Hell, we'll take it back to America for the people.

You have no intention in telling me about what you saw, do you?

No fucking way.

James Patterson.

What can you tell me about--

[laughs]

What?

[sighs]

[laughs]

[laughs]

Is there a problem?

[man laughs]

What? What is it?

[tense music playing]

Are you all right?

We're not getting much so far, chief.

And the guys at the bank didn't give us much to go on.

Hopefully, these interviews will get us somewhere.

So, keep at it, you know.

[groaning]

What the hell? Dude. Grab him.

[groaning]

This is getting fucking ridiculous.

Yeah, I know, uh, I...

I don't have an excuse for this one, actually.

You realize I should fire you. You know that, right?

I really prefer you didn't, sir.

If he had pressed charges,

do you know what kind of a shit storm

would have come down on this department?

I don't even want to talk about it.

Yeah, I do and I'm sorry.

You know why he's not pressing charges?

Um...

I have an idea.

Because you threatened to eat his grandmother's heart.

-Yeah. -What a guy.

You are on the thinnest of ice, you understand?

Anything happens now

breaks the ice right away and you're out of here.

And I can't protect you anymore.

You're on extra probation as of now.

Uh...

What does that entail, sir?

I don't know, I just made it up.

Just don't fuck up again, all right?

I've said this to you enough times,

you should finally get the message.

You screw up again, you're out. I can't hold it anymore for you.

Yeah.

-This why we're here. -Yeah, we're right there.

-Go. -All right.

-Go. -Give me five.

-Go. -Okay.

Go!

[whispering] Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

Nice work, man.

Thank you.

All right, now we gotta sit back and watch.

Like a Mexican superhero. That was great.

Lucha libre.

Duck!

"Dear Glenn Kloase,

We know what you did.

Does the Dawes Saving Bank ring any bells?

It should,

because while we were eating pancakes,

you were busy robbing it.

Didn't think we'd know about your plan, did you?

Well, think again, Kimosabe,

because now we have begun with the upper hand.

Tomorrow you will meet us at the Loaded Strip Club

and provide us with 35,000 dollars

in exchange for our silence.

Be there at noon. The strip club on Arland Street.

If you go to the one on Highland Street,

we will not be there.

You have been warned about our location.

We will be sitting in the back drinking Shirley Temples.

Do not be tardy.

Yours truly,

Mr. X and The Crow."

Oh, shit. He took the bait.

Shit, yeah.

Yeah, it actually worked.

[laugh]

Great minds do great things, my friend,

and so do we.

Oh, shit.

I was surprised that you called

after the way we left things before.

You know you really hurt me.

Did you even hear what I said?

I heard you.

I mean, you really hurt me.

I never felt like that before.

You really gotta stop taking things so seriously.

Why are you doing this?

Doing what?

[Morgan] Trying to avoid anything real?

I'm not avoiding it.

There's nothing real to avoid.

I don't know how many times I can tell you that.

I can't believe you.

I can't believe you are still doing this.

What do you expect from me?

I am married, I have a husband. Do you get that?

I don't give a shit about him.

If he was any kind of man,

you wouldn't need me to satisfy you.

[snorts] Well, come on.

-Why are you running from this? -I am not running from anything.

I just like to have fun sometimes.

That's it.

How long has this been going on?

Fifteen months? Sixteen?

Do you really think there's nothing to that?

Am I even the only one?

Jesus.

How many more have there been? Huh?

You know, just because your life is a complete sham

doesn't mean you have to make mine one, too.

You're right,

you're doing a great job with that on your own.

Fuck you!

You are a piece of shit.

[scream]

[groaning]

[groaning]

Oh, fuck.

Oh, you little--

[screaming]

[groaning]

[panting]

Lying little cunt.

Get off me psycho bitch!

[grunts]

[screams]

Oh, my God!

[panting]

You're fucking crazy.

[pants]

Mark my words,

you are gonna get yours one day.

[Faith pants] You're crazy.

[grunts]

[screams]

[evil laugh]

[Faith] Fuck you!

You are a waste of life.

Fuck. Fuck! Fuck!

[sighs] Bitch.

[cell phone rings]

Yeah?

[Morgan cries]

Hello?

Who is this?

[Morgan] Hi, Glenn.

Morgan?

What's going on? What's wrong?

[Morgan] I did a stupid thing, Glenn.

Wait a sec.

You're not on the bridge, are you?

[Morgan] Can I come by? I don't wanna be alone right now.

So...

had a couple of thoughts about tomorrow.

Hit me with it.

[sighs]

Well...

I was doing a--

a little bit of prep work

and I was watching The Departed.

And, one, Matt Damon has a much better Boston accent

in Good Will Hunting,

and, two, and when he does this sort of thing, he has guns.

So, what you're saying is

we should do fake Boston accents and carry guns?

Yeah, the gun thing was the main takeaway.

The Boston accent thing is more of a general observation.

[sighs]

You remember what happened to Matt Damon

at the end of the movie?

Yeah.

He got his face shot off.

Yeah, his shit was splattered everywhere.

Yeah, I don't wanna get my face shot off.

Let's-- I say we don't use guns.

I don't want my face shot off either.

Oh, man, Matt Damon got fucked up.

Poor Matt Damon.

Hi, sweetie.

Holy shit.

Alan, you scared me.

[pants]

How was your night?

Fine.

What the hell are you doing sitting in the dark?

Oh...

We both have a lot of questions, don't we?

[Faith pants]

What are you talking about?

You know what I'm talking about, you little sneaky devil you.

Oh, my God, you smell like you showered in whiskey.

You know, when the cat's away,

the mice will drink the waiting alcohol.

You are making me very nervous right now.

Oh, I am?

Wait.

Is it because maybe I'm being vague?

Or is it that--

that it seems like I'm hiding something from you?

You are literally making no sense.

[chuckles]

How about we cut the bullshit, Faith?

What are you talking about?

Maybe I'm talking about the fact

that you're fucking some other guy.

And don't pretend like you don't know

what I'm talking about,

because I searched it online,

and I know fucking what you're doing.

I am not doing anything. I am not.

You are fucking another guy.

You need to go to bed.

-No. I think-- -You need to go to bed.

No! I think you need to stop fucking other people.

If you don't calm down--

You're gonna do what? You're gonna call the police?

Well, guess what? I'm the police.

Here I am.

-You wanna know the truth? -Yeah, sure.

-The real truth? -Yeah, go ahead.

I am confused, Alan!

I am so fucking confused about everything!

Ever since I was a kid,

I've known things were different for me.

All my-- all my friends were talking about boys,

and I didn't give a shit

because I was not interested in boys.

I was the edgy photographer with blue hair

rebelling against my parents and going against the grain

just for the hell of it.

Because I felt different.

And I didn't think anyone understood me.

[sighs]

I didn't like boys.

And I didn't know what that meant

so I buried it away and I tortured myself

every fucking day pretending to be someone I wasn't.

I was not interested in a boy until you.

But it didn't matter, because you were exciting

and you said all the right things

and you made me feel safe.

[sighs] You made me feel safe.

That's what it was.

And it didn't make sense,

it wasn't something I'd ever felt before but--

But it didn't matter,

because you made me feel protected and...

that's all that mattered.

I loved you for that, Alan.

And I still do.

But something's gotta change.

Uh...

Ever since you got hurt, you're not the same anymore.

-Uh, come on. -[Faith] You are not.

You're always mad. You don't talk to me anymore.

You don't notice me.

[Alan sighs]

You haven't been you, baby.

All the things I loved about you have changed.

You have to see that.

Please.

I just want things to go back, to change back.

I know we can get back to that place.

Uh-huh.

You just need to try.

You need to let me back in.

I wanna help you.

I wanna help us.

Uh-huh.

Oh, baby!

[chuckles]

Is that true?

About...

About who you really are.

I never told anyone.

I felt ashamed.

No.

No.

No.

What do you mean no?

I mean no.

No, you're not a goddamn dyke.

You are such a fucking liar.

You expect me to believe that shit, huh?

I know what you like.

I know how you scream when we fuck.

I know everything that gets you off,

and now you're gonna tell me that you're a fucking lesbian?

Bullshit!

I know that you're just fucking another guy.

You're such a fucking prick!

You think you're goddamn king because you are--

I am the king.

You wanna blame someone? Blame yourself.

You pushed me away with your goddamn god complex.

-Cut the bullshit! -Shut up!

I tried so hard to love you, Alan.

You have no idea.

You are impossible.

Where are you going? What are you gonna do?

You gonna go get laid by someone else?

Yeah, I'm going go back to my car,

I'll go somewhere and I'm gonna go to get fucked!

Yeah, you're gonna get fucked?

-Yeah, yeah. -Is that what you're gonna do?

-Are you kidding me? -Alan.

You think I wouldn't find out, babe?

That this is the car.

This is it. This is your fuck mobile.

The ride that you go to get laid in.

Ah, shit, Faith.

I mean the least I could do as your husband

is detail it for you.

I mean, like this spot right here, I could--

-Wait. -[car alarm goes off]

-I missed that spot here? -Al--

Alan, please.

-[Alan] I missed a spot? -Stop.

How about this, Faith?

-And this? -Stop.

-How about this? -Stop, stop!

-Stop, please. -[police car siren wailing]

Stop? Stop what? Stop.

Hi, hey.

Uh...

I have everything under control here.

I'm on the job, okay?

Thanks.

And then I left her at the motel and I called you and...

[sighs]

Here I am.

You're a lesbian?

Is that really so hard to believe?

No, no.

I mean, I just--

[chuckles]

You are a lesbian.

I don't know. It's not that earth-shattering.

Yeah, that's gonna agitate my asthma.

Whatever.

You know what's really messed up?

What?

I've only known you for a couple of days,

and I'm happier around you than I am anyone else.

Yeah?

Yeah.

That's pretty bad for you then, ain't it?

Oh, shut up!

So, you're a lesbian.

I don't know, I guess so.

[sighs]

-Today. -[Glenn]

That actually makes me very happy.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Okay

I've--

I've had a lot of platonic female friends, right?

And I've known girls that were friends,

but they always saw me as too goofy

and they thought my goofiness

was like an awkward pickup attempt.

I never even thought that you might be hitting on me.

Well, that's very good,

because you're not my type anyways.

Oh, yeah?

Why not?

Well, besides the fact that you're a lesbian?

-Yeah, besides that. -Well...

-You're totally insane. -Oh!

I like my women to be, like, a little bit more grounded

than what you're putting out.

You know, I hate that I like you.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

I thought so.

In all honesty...

[laughs]

I mean, are you sure you're okay?

I mean, seriously, do you need anything?

I'm fine.

She'll have to pay someday.

You know, you're a lot more vindictive than you let on.

I'm full of surprises.

Okay, I'll be right back.

Um, just don't touch anything, okay?

-Where are you going? -To the bathroom.

Shake hands with an old friend.

[laughs]

[sighs]

You know this whole--

Where did you get that?

Cookie jar.

[Glenn sighs]

Why did you look in my cookie jar?

I like cookies.

Uh...

That note--

That's a joke some friends were playing on me.

You don't have any friends.

I lied.

I have two friends.

-Mr. X and the... -The Crow?

Yeah, yeah, The Crow.

I can't believe that was you.

Oh, don't be so ridiculous.

Oh, this makes so much sense.

That's why you have money.

That's why you don't have to work.

That's why you don't tell me anything about yourself.

This is so cool! You're a banker robber!

No, Morgan. Please don't believe that.

I don't rob banks, I--

Wait.

You think that's cool?

Yeah.

That's so badass!

I'm sorry, I'm not quite sure what you're saying.

I saw all the news reports about this thing.

You just walked in, you walked out,

nobody got hurt or anything.

-I was so impressed by that. -Huh.

I knew it wasn't a bad guy that robbed that bank.

I'm so confused it's not even funny.

Well, I don't expect you to understand this, but...

My--

My entire life

I've been surrounding myself with bad people.

Huh.

I don't mean murderers or rapists or anything,

but people with a very questionable set of ethics.

You, you're just a regular guy who happens to rob banks.

You break the law, but you're not a bad guy.

It's not like you're mugging people on the street

or stealing from someone's pockets, right?

Right.

I mean, I know it's not right in the traditional sense, but...

You're just different.

You don't hurt people.

After everything that I've been through,

I think there's a million things worse than what you do.

Okay.

I think that I've just been sold on fate,

Morgan.

I told you so!

[sings opera]

What do you want?

Sit down.

I gotta talk to you.

What'd I tell you, Alan?

I know.

I, uh...

Just let me explain.

I'm just too worn out for this. No more of that, please.

Okay.

Chief, I was drunk,

my wife's having an affair,

and I just--

[sighs]

I'm sorry to hear that.

I really am, but you've gone too far.

I know, I know. I did, okay?

And I lost it and I just--

-I lashed out. -Yeah, I read the report.

I'd say you definitely lashed out.

You were found beating a car to death with a--

I'm sorry.

Oh, boy!

How about this? -[car alarm breaks off]

Stop, stop! -Stop? Stop what? Stop.

Stop!

-Clean out your desk, Alan. -Wait a minute!

-It's over. -Hold on, Chief.

Just wait a second, okay? We've been through this before.

Mm-mmm. You leave me no other choice.

I can't do anything else.

Last chance, can't let it go.

PR nightmare! Go on, do it, you gotta.

Uh, can't we just sweep this one--

-Oh! -This last--

This last one under the rug?

That might have been a possibility,

if you didn't do it

in the middle of a residential neighborhood

and somebody took a video and put it online.

You are now going viral on YouTube.

No, no, no, no, no, I can't lose this job, okay?

I can't. I-- I--

Sorry, it's done. There's nothing else I can do.

It's all over. The decision's been made.

It's finished.

I'll get better. I'll go get help, okay?

And I will fix this, okay? I promise.

I am sorry, the decision has already been made.

Clear out your desk and that's it,

you're too much of a liability.

God, you're not acting like a cop anymore.

You are acting like a lunatic.

I'm not gonna break this at the department.

I'm just gonna do it silently for your sake.

You just don't come in tomorrow, okay?

Clear out your desk, you don't report for duty,

and we say that you've been reassigned

for personal reasons, okay?

That's the best I can do.

Chief, one-- One last one for me.

[sighs]

That's the best I can do. I'm sorry son.

[sensual music playing]

Are you Mr. X and The Crow?

-No, I'm Floyd-- -Dude, shut up!

[in deep voice] Yes, we are them.

Of course you are.

[in deep voice] Well, we meet again, Glenn Kloase.

-Why are you talking like that? -What do you mean, Glenn Kloase?

This is how my voice always sounds.

What about you, Floyd?

Are you're gonna use a fake voice, too?

How does he know my name?

How do you know my name?

Uh, you just told me when I first came in.

He's on to us.

Let's just all stay on track, Glenn Kloase.

Perfect. Let's do that.

[clears his throat]

In our letter, we came to an agreement.

Oh, no, no, no. You're mistaken. There is no agreement.

We stated you would pay us a monetary sum

in exchange for our silence.

I'm aware of that. I read your letter.

It was really poorly worded, by the way.

I don't know if you guys wanna proofread it next time.

It wasn't--

If you read the letter, surely you understood the terms.

And you have complied.

Um, can I ask you something, Mr. X?

I'm Mr. X.

-[Glenn] What? -Just--

He's Mr. X.

I am The Crow.

Uh, I have a real question for you guys.

Ask away, Glenn Kloase.

[chuckles]

Why would I ever give you any money?

As we stated in our original--

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I read that bit but...

I know what you want me to do,

but why would I actually pay you?

Because we know you robbed the bank, bitch!

Calm down Mr. X. Calm down. Caw-caw!

[inhales]

Because, Glenn Kloase,

we know what you did and we have proof.

-Oh, you have proof. -[Stu] Uh-huh.

As sure as the sun will rise, we have proof.

And what's your proof?

Caw-caw!

Dude, show him the thing.

Look familiar?

[laughs]

Oh, of course it does. It's my license.

Now you know, we mean serious business.

Okay, so you stole my license

and you somehow think

that proves that I robbed the bank, yes?

[laughs]

I'm honestly confused here.

Um, wait, so do you have anything else or is that it?

We acquired your identification

prior to the heist.

So, you stole it before the bank robbery?

-Yeah. -Uh-huh.

Okay, what does that prove?

[sighs]

Because, Glenn Kloase, we know what you did.

We will go to the authorities.

Just give us the money, man.

No.

-[Stu] No? -No, no, no, no, definitely not.

No?

I absolutely have no reason to do that.

-Time out! -[Glenn] Yeah, sure.

I'm the one who read Art of a Deal, correct?

Zip it.

-[sighs] -[sighs]

We want 10,000 dollars.

[laughs] You are not--

Okay.

You're not following me here, so let me explain.

Uh...

I'm not going to pay you anything

because you have

no proof I did anything illegal.

What you have is my license...

No.

-[groans] -...which you stole from me.

Um...

So, yeah, I can actually report the two of you

if I feel like it.

[in normal voice] No, look. Five grand is cool.

Just give us five grand.

Your voice has changed.

[in deep voice] Five grand is cool.

Um, you know what?

We're not on the same page here, so I think I'm gonna go.

But-- but-- we know you did it.

[laughs]

In a small strange way, I really admire your conviction.

I don't know why, but I really do.

You know what?

I'm going to buy you each a lap dance, yeah?

How's that?

You know what? It's happy hour,

so I'm gonna buy you a Shirley Temple.

Here's five bucks.

So yeah, I think that's about it for me.

Really nice meeting you guys, X and--

No, he's Mr. X, and I am The Crow.

Caw-caw.

Right.

So, yeah, stay classy, boys, and keep up the good work.

Yeah? Okay, bye.

-Bye! -Bye!

[tense music playing]

[whispering] Oh, fuck.

See you soon, baby.

[door closes]

-[screams] -[gasps]

[laughs]

What are you doing?

Are you trying to give me a heart attack?

Kind of. Where are you going?

To the hospital now.

So, when are we doing the next one?

Come again?

When are we robbing the next bank?

Uh...

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

Glenn, I wanna be part of this.

You know, I can't let you do that.

Why not?

I mean, well--

It doesn't make any sense.

You didn't qualify for that type of thing.

What do you mean I'm not qualified?

All you do is walk into a bank

with road flares strapped to yourself and ask for money.

A monkey with chicken-pox can do that.

How is chicken-pox even relevant to that?

[moans]

Just let me help out.

I don't even have to do anything dangerous.

I can just be the-- the wheelman

or the-- the lookout or something.

Morgan,

why are you so interested in this?

I just want some excitement in my life.

Everything I've done has been so by the book.

You tried jumping off a bridge

after you had a lesbian affair with a straight woman.

What books are you reading?

I just--

[sighs]

You know what I mean.

Actually, you know? I really don't.

Okay, fine.

You want me to level with you, my life sucks.

Okay?

I need a change of pace, and this is it.

You ever thought about buying a cat or something?

Adopting a cat, and I'm being serious.

I need something new.

Out of all the cars that drove by me at the bridge that day,

the bank robber was the only one who cared enough to stop.

Now I don't care if you believe in fate or not, Glenn,

but you have to believe in fate.

What why don't you try and--

Just let me have this one thing.

I need something different.

Nothing worked for me until I met you.

You changed my life.

God, for once, I'm happy again

and I haven't felt that way in a long time.

Please.

I'm desperate.

This is an act of desperation.

Okay.

[laughs]

-Okay. -[laughs]

But you have to know the code first.

Okay? Don't call me a bank robber.

-Okay? -Okay.

Robbery from a federally insured bank

is like stealing from the government,

and I don't give a shit about them,

'cause they steal from us every day, right?

FDIC, I got it.

Also, no matter what, I always give half to charity.

I personally favor the Boys and Girls Club

because I was actually one of them

when I was a kid back in the UK.

My way of giving back, right?

You're like a modern-day Robin Hood.

Yeah, I can live with that.

Except for the tights. I don't do tights.

[laughs]

The most important rule is this.

Remember your manners.

Manners? Are you serious?

Absolutely. Okay, picture this.

You're standing there using a cell phone,

and some random guy comes up to you and says,

"Hey you, let me use your phone right now."

-What do you say? -I'd tell him to blow me.

Okay, exactly.

But if the same guy comes up to you and he says,

"Excuse me, I'm so sorry to bother you,

but could I borrow your phone, please?"

Okay, I think I get your point.

See, no matter what the situation is,

if you're polite, people are more apt to agree to do

what you're asking them to do.

-That actually works? -It does.

Granted, it's for different reasons,

but it works.

If someone's mean to you,

you don't really wanna help them out.

In a bank, it serves to keep a teller at ease.

If you go in there threatening and screaming,

there's gonna be a negative reaction.

Being polite prevents them from causing a scene

and panic in the bank.

And you have to remember,

I'm the guy with road flares strapped to my chest.

If they draw attention to me, I'm getting caught,

and there's no way you could muster your way out of there.

That makes sense.

I've never had it backfire yet.

So how many banks have you hit?

-Altogether? -Uh-huh.

Uh, seven. Yeah, seven banks.

-Holy shit! Seven fucking banks? -Shh!

Seven effing banks.

Why don't you just say "fucking"?

-Manners. -Oh, come on.

Listen, if you can have fate, I can have manners.

Deal.

Fucking Glenn Kloase!

-What are we doing? -I don't know.

According to the blog, we have to find out

as much information as we can on this target

and then we exploit that information.

But how do we do that?

I don't know, man. We just-- we're here.

We're gonna do a stakeout, okay?

And then we'll take that information,

we'll check it online afterwards.

Oh, oh. Checkout it out.

Glenn Kloase has himself a woman.

Right, all right. Let's tail her.

Let's tail her and we'll just see

what he's been busy with lately.

All right.

[cell phone rings]

-Hello? -[Faith] Hi, Morgan.

Oh, you have to be kidding me.

[Faith] Don't hang up, please.

So now you wanna talk

after you acted like such a bitch last time?

[Faith] I know we're not supposed

to ever use the phone to talk to each other,

but you didn't to my message online.

Yeah, no phones was your idea.

You're married, remember? You didn't want to get caught!

[Faith] You were right.

-About what? -[Faith] Everything.

I don't know. Something's happened with Alan.

I'm just confused.

So now you want me to give a shit again?

[Faith] Can we please just meet up?

I need someone to help me sort this out right now.

Are you insane? Why would I help you?

[Faith] Please. I'm desperate. Just meet me.

Listen to what I have to say.

Then you can be done with me if you want.

-Where? -[Faith] Our place.

Last time we were there, I almost killed you.

[gasps]

[grunts]

-What room? -[Faith] 508.

I'll see you in 15 minutes.

[sighs]

[screams]

Fuck!

[tense music playing]

What should we do now, man?

Shh!

Just let her--

Let her make the first move

and then when the time is right, we move in.

Okay.

-What the hell's she doing? -I don't know.

[chuckles]

She's uh--

She's peacing out, man.

Huh.

-Well, should we follow her? -No, no, no, no.

This is the break we've been waiting for.

We have to find out what's in that room.

Come on. Let's go.

Oh, yeah.

I don't see anybody in there.

Looks empty.

Oh, shit. It's open.

Okay, I'm gonna go in and look for clues.

You stay out here and watch out for any suspicious shit.

And you tap on the glass if you see anyone, all right?

Yeah. Be ready for a speedy getaway.

Godspeed, The Crow.

Just Crow.

Sounds better without the "The."

Godspeed, Crow.

Caw-caw.

[mysterious music playing]

You're the one who's been fucking my wife?

What the hell?

Morgan, right?

No, I'm the c--c--

I'm Stu, man.

I don't care what your real name is.

All I know is that you're a home-wrecking piece of shit.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you talking about?

-I didn't do any-- -Shut up!

I know what you are. I know about the little rendezvous.

I saw the messages.

What-- what messages?

Oh.

That's right.

You just showed up here by chance.

Okay, I followed this girl and-- and--

Spare me the stories. I've heard them all.

Okay, I know your type.

I've dealt with pieces of shit like you my entire life.

Come on, man, seriously! I didn't do anything!

It's just-- let me-- no, no, no.

Just calm down and just put that away, okay?

Why does this make you nervous?

Yes, man. It's a fucking gun.

A little uncomfortable?

Just calm the fuck down, guy!

You give me one good reason

why I shouldn't put a bullet in your fucking face?

[stutters]

Matt Damon.

-[gunshot] -[Stu groans]

[gasps]

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

[sad music playing]

[sobs]

[pants]

[pants]

[crumpling paper]

[knocking on the door]

-He's dead, man! -Oh, hi, Mr. X.

-He fucking shot him. -Welcome.

He fucking shot him in the fucking motel.

-What? -In the motel man.

They fucking shot him.

Is this a trick to pay you, man?

I told you, you're not getting money out of me.

No, this ain't no trick, man. I don't know what to do.

He got shot at the fucking motel.

What are you talking about right now?

-What-- what are you-- -Oh, my God.

I got nowhere to go man. I ain't got nowhere to go.

Just listen-- just listen to me.

-I don't know where to go. -What happened? What happened?

The Crow's dead.

-They killed The Crow? -They killed The Crow.

They killed The Crow.

[sighs]

[cries]

They killed him.

Like I said. There was blood.

[cell phone rings]

Yeah?

[Simmons] Yo, Grillo, I think we got a break in the case, man.

Which case?

[Simmons] Searched the area around the bank,

we found the fake bomb vest in a dumpster.

Some road flares taped to an alarm clock, you know.

I did a search of some local hardware stores

to see if anyone bought those kind of flares recently.

Some local guy bought a dozen the day before the robbery.

Dude named Glenn Kloase.

Hold on a second.

What'd you say his name was?

[Simmons] Glenn Kloase, like the actress.

-[snores] -His friend's dead?

[whispering] Shh! Yes. Apparently.

What if he's making this whole thing up?

Why would he do that?

Because he wants money from you.

This could all be part of the plan.

No, you don't understand.

That guy could be outsmarted by a loaf of bread.

I really don't see a long con is in the cards for him.

Well, shouldn't we at least check out his story?

He reeks of weed.

He could have dreamt the whole thing.

-Weed is not a hallucinogen. -What?

All I'm saying is Mr. X over there

is seriously freaked out.

Something happened.

Why are you helping this guy anyway?

He tried to blackmail you, remember?

I know.

He just seems desperate.

[Floyd snores]

I mean, I know he's a complete moron,

but I kind of pity him right now.

[Floyd snores]

All he wanted was a few bucks, and now his best friend's dead.

[sighs] I don't know.

I just feel bad.

You know, you can't save everyone.

[Floyd snores]

Your conscience is gonna get you into trouble one day.

[pounding on the door]

Okay, you stay with Floyd and keep quiet.

[knocking on the door]

[Glenn sighs]

Hi.

Can I help you?

-Mr. Kloase? -Yes.

-Glenn Kloase? -Correct.

I'm Detective Grillo.

I have a few questions for you if you don't mind.

Everything, okay?

I'm kind of right in the middle of something right now.

It'll just be a minute.

Well--

I understand you made a purchase

at a local hardware store recently.

Uh, yeah, I guess.

So, what'd you buy, Mr. Kloase?

Yeah, I don't know, just some household stuff.

Oh, yeah?

So, what exactly do you use flares for in your house?

Oh, those.

[laughs]

Those for a buddy of mine-- for his boat.

-For his boat? -Yeah, safety thing, you know.

That's weird, because the hardware store

said you purchased road flares,

not boat flares.

-[laughs] -Yeah.

You're kidding.

Oh, I got the wrong ones.

[laughs]

My friend, he's gonna go nuts.

He's not going to be happy.

What's your buddy's name?

Archie.

Archie Winchester.

Archie Winchester?

You must think I'm fucking stupid.

I know.

I know about the bank and I know about my wife.

Your wife?

You tell me how it goes?

What you're all just, what,

part of this swingers' club, something like that?

You show up, meet at a motel

and you throw yourselves a little sex party?

Something like that?

-What are you talking about? -I know you know her.

Don't play it off. I know what she does.

I know you're involved.

You're fucking her, just like everyone else she meets.

You know what? I think you should go now.

Yeah, I bet you do.

You watch your back, you hear me?

I'm gonna fucking get you.

-[pounding on the door] -[Floyd snores]

Who was it?

[Floyd snoring]

I think I might have a problem.

What happened?

This guy says he's a cop. Says he knows about the bank.

Says I've been doing his wife.

-Well, are you? -No!

I'm just saying!

[Floyd snoring]

Hey, wake up, Mr. X!

Hey! -[gasps]

-Wake up! -[pants]

Yo.

[pants]

What's she doing here?

Well, what's wrong? This is Morgan.

Hi.

I know who you are.

You got Stu killed, bitch!

I did what?

What? Wait, you're losing us a bit here, Floyd. Listen--

No, no, no, we followed her to the motel

where Stu got shot in the face, man.

You followed me?

She knew he was there.

Wait, wait, wait.

Where did you go before you came here?

The Blue Skies Motel.

I was going to meet that girl that I told you about,

but I didn't go in.

Oh, my God, but we did.

And Stu got shot in the face because of you.

That's where he got shot.

-What was her name? -Why?

Because the cop that was out there was going on

about a motel and now he thinks I'm meeting his wife.

What was her name?

Faith.

Faith Grillo.

Grill--

He's the guy that killed Stu, man.

Well, we don't know.

Oh, come on.

We don't know for sure.

Is this him?

[Floyd] That's him, man. That's him.

All right, we know for sure.

No, we need to kill that motherfucker.

I'm not a killer. Are you?

In case you forgot,

he was waiting to kill whoever walked in that room,

and that was supposed to be me.

I know, I know.

[sobs]

This is all her fault.

She brought this on everyone.

[tense music playing]

Honey!

I'm home!

Oh, fucking great.

[sobs]

I hope Floyd's gonna be okay.

I should get going, too. It's late.

Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean with that bad cop?

I'll be fine.

It's not like he knows where I live or anything.

Okay.

Do you have any protection, like, I don't know,

pepper spray, a bat or something?

I can take care of myself.

I'm a lot tougher than you think I am.

Don't worry, okay?

Okay.

I just worry because someone like you might--

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean--

Oh.

I mean--

I wasn't expecting that.

[sighs]

Neither was I, really.

[both chuckle]

Why did you do that?

I just wanted to see if I felt anything.

Huh.

Did you?

[sighs]

Fate.

[mysterious music playing]

[pop music playing]

[groans]

[knocking on window]

-Hey. -[moans]

You didn't go home?

I don't have a home, man.

Stu and I used to go wherever we wanted.

There ain't no place to go, man.

So, I slept here.

Is that okay?

[cell phone rings]

Hello?

[Morgan] Glenn?

What's wrong? Everything all right?

[Morgan] Everything's fine.

Are you safe?

[Morgan] I'm okay.

Don't worry.

I've just been thinking.

About what?

[Morgan sighs]

Our whole situation.

I think I can end the whole thing.

[sighs]

Where are you?

Oh, no.

Okay, stay in the car.

Don't let her see you.

I need to talk to her alone, okay?

Morgan.

What are you doing here, babe?

This is where we first met.

[chuckles]

Uh, Morgan, you wanna come down off that, please?

I was standing here just like this and you stopped to save me.

Yes, okay. Look, you're scaring me now.

Come down, baby.

I was searching for so long

for what I needed and I kept letting myself get hurt

because I jumped for anyone who would give me attention.

And then when I stopped looking, you found me.

Fate, right?

Do you believe in it yet?

Morgan...

What are you doing here babe?

After we kissed last night,

I said I felt something,

and I meant it,

even though I'm not supposed to.

I mean you're not supposed to be my type, right?

But I felt something, Glenn.

Morgan, why are we here?

This whole thing started here.

It has to end here.

No, no, no, nothing has to end here, babe.

Morgan, what are you doing?

What's she doing here?

Morgan, what the hell are you doing?

Why am I here?

You called her?

I told you this whole thing started here.

It has to end here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Morgan, please put the gun down.

Do you have any idea what kind of hell you caused me?

That you caused all of us.

Morgan, calm down.

Do you think you can just use people for whatever you want?

That I'm just a game to you?

Well, not today.

Today you pay for all the shit you've caused everyone else.

Put the gun down.

Oh.

Right on cue,

following her like a lost puppy.

Alan?

Why are you doing this?

Fate goes hand in hand with karma.

Who the hell are you?

I thought you'd show up.

Morgan--

Look, everybody, just calm down. Morgan.

I asked you a goddamn question.

This is all her fault.

She's the one to blame for everything.

She's a cheater and a liar and she uses people.

She used you just like she used me.

She made you kill someone, now she has to pay.

I'm not gonna ask you again.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm someone just like you.

Someone who's been under her thumb for too long

and now I'm done.

Morgan, what are you doing?

Morgan.

This is fucking, Morgan?

[laughs]

I'm giving you exactly what you deserve.

You're pointing that gun at the wrong person.

You are a bitch.

You are out of your mind.

Why should I listen to you, huh?

We know you shot that kid at the motel.

-No. -Who gives a fuck?

And you know that Glenn robbed the bank,

and we both want her out of the picture.

The way I see it, we take out the trash together,

keep our mouth shut and go our separate ways.

What are you talking about?

Don't you see? This is our free ticket.

He gets rid of the evidence.

We keep quiet about the motel.

It's silence for silence.

And why would I make things easier for you?

Well, what's in it for me?

She destroyed you.

She made you look like a fool.

Don't act like you don't wanna get back at her

for what she did to you.

What?

You think I'm the only one that she only betrayed you once?

Open your eyes.

She's been sleeping around for years.

Is that a fact?

Alan, I'm sorry.

Why would you fuck with me like that?

After everything--

just tear my life apart?

We can work this out baby, please.

I love you.

That's all bullshit, Faith.

You're fucking full of lies.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

I swear.

Morgan, you can't let this happen.

This is our fresh start.

We can run away from all of this, together.

We can move on.

There's no moving on from this. Can't you see that?

Alan.

Alan put the gun down.

Please.

You followed her all the way here.

Do what you came here to do.

I don't know what the fuck I came here to do.

You're not a killer, baby.

We can work this out, baby.

I promise.

[sobs]

I promise.

If you don't do it, I will.

Don't you fucking do anything, or you're next.

She has to pay.

Don't you fucking do it!

Baby.

Fate, right?

No.

[moans]

No!

No, Morgan!

[screams]

Hold on.

-Hold on. -[Morgan screams]

I'm gonna pull you up.

This is for Stu, you son of a bitch.

[coughs]

[engine revvs]

-Glenn. -I'm gonna-- I'm gonna save you.

Glenn.

You can't save everyone.

-[screams] -Morgan!

[Morgan screams]

Morgan.

[car horns honking]

[police sirens wailing]

Oh, dear Lord.

Hey.

What do you think you're doing?

Don't come any closer.

Okay, I've stopped.

You wanna tell me why you're here?

I've lost everything.

[sobs]

You want to talk about it?

[sobs]

Where are you from?

Trust me.

["Wake the Monkey" playing]

♪ You pour the sunshine through the trees ♪

♪ Look for the good

♪ And that's what you see

♪ We shared a dream

♪ That's how it starts

♪ So feel the love

♪ Let it fill your heart

♪ Living in my mask in your past ♪

♪ When you give love

♪ It loves you back

♪ Just know the best is yet to come ♪

♪ You count your blessings

♪ When your work is done

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ Open up the light of your love ♪

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ You never thrashed your friends ♪

♪ When push comes to shove

♪ But who you are

♪And you have what you need

♪ You be the change

♪ That you want to see

♪ You can choose your anger or pain ♪

♪ A smile in your heart

♪ There's much more to gain

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ Just open up the light of your love ♪

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ You never thrashed your friends ♪

♪ When push comes to shove

♪ Ow, it's time to draw together ♪

♪ We can heal our world today

♪ Whatever's wrong

♪ We'll find our way

♪ When peace and love are here to stay ♪

♪ Time

♪ Time

♪ Time to wake the monkey

♪ Time

♪ Time to wake the monkey

♪ Time

♪ You can't taste the day

♪ But feel no sorrow

♪ You get a second chance

♪ It's called tomorrow

♪ You're trying to be better

♪Than anyone else

♪ You only need to be better than yourself ♪

It's time to wake the monkey ♪

♪ Wake the monkey, hey

♪ Just open up the light of your love ♪

♪ Be better than yourself

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ You never thrashed your friends ♪

♪ When push comes to shove

♪ Push comes to shove

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ Hey, wake up

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ Be better than yourself

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ Wake up

♪ You never thrashed your friends ♪

♪ When push comes to shove

♪ Time to wake the monkey

♪ Wake up

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ Wake up

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ Wake up

♪ It's time to wake the monkey

♪ Wake up

♪ Time