Original subtitles

- Mike! What the hell are you doing? - Runs car, Marcus.

Slow down! What, four minutes?

- Accelerate. - Should I put both the up and down?

Driving south along Collins.

- Approaching 22nd Street. - We have target in sight.

Mike!

I need to throw up.

It makes you fucking not. It is hand-stitched leather. Swallow your shit.

I block 6th Street.

- You should have turned there. - It is you who directs.

That's why you're sitting there. And why did not you wearing glasses?

- I do not need glasses. - You can not see a bell.

Mike, Mike, Mike! Bus, bus, bus!

Sorry, white wealthy!

We are both black and cops. We harass us even later.

Not even the Batmobile has grip as the sledge here.

Get me out of here skodbil.

Pis also.

- Honestly ... - You can polish away.

No, you can polish away.

This is the police! Make way!

Sorry.

Far!

Grin Bider, you have been besse.

- CREW - www.shareuniversity.org

Check him out. He has his grandfather's eyes.

And ears.

- And names. Marcus Miles Burnett. - But it's mit name.

And His. He's named after you. It was Reggie's idea.

As a sign of respect. I hope it's ok.

It is powerful, but you must still make an honest woman of my daughter.

Uncle Mike, you keep it small?

No, Uncle Mike should not save anything.

Drop that sharp. Hold on.

- Check him out. - Now stop it there.

I wait outside until you have dinned finished.

Mike, it's the little one.

SANTA MARIA IXCOTEL-JAIL, MEXICO

Speed, gimps! In're useless!

Faster, faster!

Aretas.

Aretas, din so.

Move!

What the hell?

Stop the ambulance!

Mor.

My boy.

You will not mourn him.

Your father's soul has escaped the cage that held him.

The last gift from your father before he died.

You're a man now, ready to do whatever is necessary.

You must restore the honor and respect for our family.

Your father hid millions of dollars before he went to prison.

You can find them at these coordinates.

We must recapture what is rightfully ours.

With the money we can finally get revenge.

Those who crushed our family, should even try to be chased.

He will die as the last.

Come on, Marcus. We are gathered to celebrate -

- and to pay tribute to a colleague.

I sincerely hope that your namesake one day -

- will follow in his toad old grandfather's footsteps -

- and cherish our beautiful city.

Cheers for Marcus. Marcus!

Must the name Marcus Burnett chase a skræk in life -

- the scumbag for years to come.

Thank you.

Mike and I have for 25 years now cleaned up the streets -

- and I believe we have made a difference.

You are the best. Thank you for everything. It has been an honor for me.

FREIGHT PORT OF MIAMI

Daddy saved money well. If they are empty, you owe still.

I've heard tales of sunken treasures, but keep shit.

That should be payment enough for the agreed materials plus the loose.

It is the part you are allowed to keep.

What did you say? We had a deal.

The renegotiation. Oops.

Ups.

Come here.

Look at me. I renegotiates not.

My family take the city back. We will need loyal employees.

Who wants a job?

Have dental plan?

It again.

Funny now.

Give yourself a raise. The stack is only the beginning.

- Okay? - Okay.

You work for me now.

Change troops in and do not go in the way so you get to live.

We gather money up!

Got started!

Mor?

- Armando. - We found them.

- That was fast. - We've also got a new base.

You have been in the US as long as you are beginning to sound like a gringo.

I'm done, Mike.

Now, begin again.

It's different now that I've seen in the young child's eyes.

I want to see the boy grow up.

Theresa bother then, that you should go home and get fat.

Mike, our heyday is over. It is time to put life on.

Zero, I'm in my prime.

- You dye your beard. - What?

- You dye your beard. - Gu I do not.

It's Midnight Cocoa Bean.

Marcus, drop it pis.

Tell me something. Would you like to be remembered for tight T-shirts and homicide?

Family is the only important thing.

- Hey, grandpa. - Draw.

- He wants to be called besse. - Besse?

- Have photos, besse? - Of course I have. Here.

- He's your ears! - It's my grandson.

Where is he adorable.

And congratulations to you. I hear you have to be chief of ammo.

Wow, congratulations. What AMMO?

A small team practicing new tactics and methods of investigation.

- They must pay us old dogs. - Or teach you some new numbers.

Congratulations again, Marcus.

So.

Klaphat. She is perfect for you.

Extremely intelligent, confident, ambitious.

She just was not the right one.

So what is right for you? To die alone and abandoned?

You're just jealous. How long have you been married? In 20 years?

- 26 - When did you last had sex?

- It is none of your business. - Exact.

How many beautiful women will let escape from you?

You are the great love, but have you ever been in love?

Of course. I have since been in love.

Once a long time ago.

- It's not you ever told. - I will not tell you everything.

But I am going to stæse around for criminals, for I fill 100th

You would hate to brag about stæse around for the hospital.

What are you talking about? What happened at the hospital?

When we ran to the little Marcus, I gave you totally rear.

You were staring at my ass all the way.

Claiming that you actually run from me?

- That, I contend. - It must be a lie.

Nothing is as sad as old men living in the past.

Do not stretch out. It's cheating.

- Who you are betting boss? - At a torn cruciate ligament.

What are we running for?

If I win, we submit our resignations and retirement.

When I win, you drop all the retirement talk.

We roll until the wheels fall off. Bad boys for life.

The bad guys are not really boys anymore.

Have an ambulance ready, boss. Douwe dabbert will need to liquid and oxygen.

- It's him. - On the seats.

Ready. Race!

- Come on, Marcus! - Where are you?

Where are you? Come on!

Breathe!

Where are you?

Mike!

Mike! Mike! Get help!

Colleague wounded on Ocean Drive around no. 700th

Hang on! Hang on!

What happened? Who the hell did this?

- Do not do that. - Mike, stay with us.

Call an ambulance! Hold on, Mike.

You'll be all right. Stay with us, man!

Hang on! I am with you!

Dear God.

It's me, Marcus.

You have blessed me with many things recently.

I know it's a long time since I last went to church.

It was enough to Easter. But I will not lie. I did not follow with.

I have not lost faith.

It's just, -

- because I was ashamed of some of what we had to do.

I know that one must not kill, but they were crooks.

Everybody.

Mike has hardly had time to live.

No wife, no kids.

So will not you let justice with mercy -

- and give him a chance?

He is my best friend. My brother.

If you save him, I swear, -

- that I will never again commit violence.

After tonight's street shootings is a famous policeman at its utmost.

Witnesses saw a black motorcycle run from the scene.

Mike Lowreys condition is critical.

Let us tell the boss what we know.

Kelly, ballistikken.

The balls in Lowrey was SS190'ere used in Herstal P90.

- But these were 5.7 x 28 mm. - I want to know who makes them.

We monitor 4chan and cross-references the market players with FBI Files.

Mike is like a son to me.

I want ram the pigs.

It is also personal for me.

Give it everything it can pull.

Understood.

I said explicitly that Lowrey going to die eventually.

It is me who is up here. I have learned to manage the cases.

You have trained me my whole life.

- cop was a threat to us. - Have not you been listening?

I would want him to see the other die.

Make it ready, and be never disobey me again.

Attorney General Rodrigo Vargas has been murdered.

Drugs police laments the loss of dr. Jack Weber -

- criminal engineer at the Corps for 20 years.

There you are.

Once ice-cold liquidation.

Judge Leon Sorenson has been shot outside the law.

The war against the security forces continues.

Three murders of officials who can be linked to our cause.

They lead the bloody war against us. But how does that work?

Traffic cameras, witnesses and ruts point to the same black motorcycle.

A HALF YEARS LATER

Thank you for coming. It means a lot to the relatives.

I declare you herewith proper husband and wife to be.

I should stop crying about the kind.

You're damn good.

Ladies and gentlemen, now to today's first bowl.

I give the floor to Detective Mike Lowrey -

- also known as Uncle Mike.

Firstly: Reggie ...

I am amazed that you are still here.

I remember your first date with Megan.

Me and Marcus did everything to ensure that you would never come back.

You should know that love is hard work -

- and that your relationship will have to stand the test.

Your father and I have weathered one storm after another of -

- and we have a mantra that we say when it looks most like blackest out.

It always manages to bring us back together.

Reggie and Megan, I would like to share it with you.

We roll together, we die together.

Bad boys for life!

No.

- No to what? - You know that.

Since I heard you survived, I've been waiting for this.

Look at me: no.

- You do not know what I would say. - Yes I do. I know you.

AMMO is on the case.

AMMO? Honestly, boss ...

Not for nothing, but ammo is -

- a gymnasieboyband equipped with weapons.

- They do not have a damn thing. - What do you know about it? They have.

- What do they have? - They have.

The bullets, was dug out of you, was specially designed P90'er balls.

Ammo will identify the dealer.

How?

With modern police methods.

Listen, boss ... Mr. Commissioner.

Sir. Commissioner? You are really desperate.

But it is not. I can not let you investigate your case.

So let me investigate the murder of Vargas.

Zero. Then comes Internal affairs -

- and rektalundersøger me with a space telescope. You know the rules.

Fuck the rules, boss. Come on. Put me and Marcus on the case.

Have you talked with your partner?

- Are you retired? - Do we need to take it right now?

Uh, yes.

I had said I would retire.

We raced, you lost, and now drag the country?

- What about medbad boys for life? - It was dropped when you died.

- What the hell are you talking about? - You had a cardiac arrest three times.

Marcus, the pig stole something from me, and I want it back.

What did he make? You're still here.

He took only the myth of bulletproof Mike.

I saw you lying on the ground and soft. You are a human being like us.

But he can also bleed.

Mike, if you take on revenge, you end up getting someone killed.

Surely there must be something. The ride made holes in me.

And you fill them with hatred.

You must think of your karma. This was a sign.

A sign to the splitting through. Should I just let the bastard get?

Splitting through? Are you 20 years old?

You should splitting down a bit.

Rita called me every day while you were at the hospital.

There could be a future there.

My future is to catch the shit.

It makes my not.

Okay, I need to be completely with.

Someone necks me in the street and it will not do a damn thing on.

You will just give up.

How dare you.

I sat by your bedside.

I wiped drool from your chin.

Do not be so disrespectful.

Okay, okay, okay.

Marcus, I beg you.

I implore you.

I need it here.

Bad boys.

One last time.

There, Mike.

No.

MEXICO'S HARDEST PAR

DECEASED drug lord WAS A WHOLE IN MEXICO

All for you, Daddy.

- Mother. - He did not die.

Is not this what you wanted?

Santa Muerte would not let him die without suffering first.

- Wait to kill him. - He'll suffer.

Bulletproof cop HEALTHY AGAIN

A little treat for your fans.

SE ARMOR hog BE FIRED!

Recordings of the assassination of a policeman ended up on the web -

- and has quickly gone viral.

The video appeared on the dark web and spread to social media.

The video is believed to have been uploaded by the offender himself.

Too slow. You have fallen on it.

- I still have the key. - What will you?

Howard says you're going back in service. It does not.

Who says that?

Michael, you were shot.

- Yes, it reminds all me. - Why do you think they do it?

- Now psycho-analyze me. - You say that to talk around it.

No, I say, when you psycho analyze me.

It is cases such as this, AMMO has been created.

You just have to trust me.

Stop it. Why are you always there?

It has nothing to do with whether I trust you or not.

- Not that? - No.

- Are you healed up properly? - Yes i am fine.

- Off-hell, Rita. - Are you sure, you are fine?

It's me you're trying to fool.

If you go into the case, you will be making fatal errors.

To the fire.

What does that mean? Until you burn up?

Until you die?

You know me. You can not ask me to give up.

It's because I know you, I ask you about it.

Because I care about you.

As a friend.

Let us handle it.

Pis. Alexa, turn down.

Marcus, can you get out!

Sorry dear. What do you say to a spadag?

- Is Manny's car? - Yes.

- Where's Manny? - Out the back.

It's damn Mike Lowrey. What are you doing here?

You look like fucking a ghost. They say you're dead, fuck face.

You will not do to become a cop. Come and get a job here with Manny.

See who you whacked. And you know what?

You trends globally.

Of my hand!

How do cops damn not! I have rights!

It is intended that you should ask me questions -

- and then I say you can fuck yourself!

My fucking hand!

- Who tailors P90'er cartridges? - I am not in gamete longer.

Are you not? Then you damn excuse.

- Mike, relax ... - Miami teeming with vegans.

But you earned for the coach outside by selling chops?

I am a family man. I bones for a living.

- Dries you lard in my jacket? - Sorry, Mike.

Booker Grassi! That's his name. Booker Grassi.

That's his name!

Mike!

Mike, handcuffs!

Booker Grassie. The only Miami that special designer P90'er cartridges.

- What did I tell you? - That I can not go into the case.

But the pig has posted a video of his assassination attempt on me.

Either commit I vigilante, or turn on me.

Or else I'll shoot you.

Fuck me!

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

If I turn on you and you become a cowboy hero -

- you need to understand the torrent of shit I'm going to drown in.

Nothing gold watch, not something pleasant retirement.

I put the coat in the hangman's rope.

I am like a popsicle on fire sale.

With quite thin to grubby nerves.

Do you threadbare?

That was what I said! And imagine me bollefed!

I think it has seeped in.

- What is he doing here? - He must lend a hand.

- He does not work for me. - He is here just as a consultant.

I know you have a past together, but do it now not personal.

I am the only one who behave professionally.

- It is not up for discussion. - It's a bad idea, boss.

He intends to investigate the case no matter what!

In this way we can keep him on a short leash.

I stand all right here.

Mike shall consult and observe.

Nothing else. What have you found out?

We have been told that the supplier of cartridges to sell a new party.

Booker Grassie.

- Do you share confidential information? - It was he who told me.

My old numbers work yet.

You are a disturbance.

I like to see. Teamwork.

I already have a beautiful relationship.

This is Detective Michael Lowrey. He takes with the counselor.

I am also pleased to meet you.

- I feel much better now, thank you. - You look good, Michael.

She calls me by my full name, but you must make do with Mike.

- Of course, Mike. - Sure enough, Michael.

- You're probably him funny. - Somebody has to be.

- As long as it lasts. - What does that mean?

That's Mike Lowrey. Behave nicely.

All aboard.

I think I can bear to hang with you anyway.

Not that one. We take Cancer.

Wait until you see the innards.

- Do you need a hand, grandfather? - Arrow of, kid.

You might be tough, huh?

You are already too severe.

A raid must be passport as a picnic with sliders.

It is not a raid. It is monitoring.

Surveillance? So we have to just attend the crime?

We movies act and arrest him later.

So we get him to reveal everything we want to know.

Or now that he is there and we are there, we might also simply swipe him.

Thanks for indsparket.

Listen carefully. Booker Grassie has manufactured the bullets -

- we peeled out of Michael.

Will you please stop calling me Michael in front of others?

That's what you called.

Relax and empty your mind.

Use the inspiration of God to inspire other people calm -

- by penetrating into their souls with your heart.

So here we are.

Sorry, sir. Lowrey. I should just wide.

You will then be technician.

Leaving the you just here in the wagon?

Yes, I'm most comfortable here.

- Enables Big Barry. - Is it not you?

- It's our surveillance drone. - Well, then you send the drone in?

Let's go.

So it is Barry who are doing all the fun.

Dér. Sort pickup, H-77 Boyz.

Who are they?

A newcomer gang who would like to be in the world. Give me a total shots.

Zoom in.

Booker sell them a box 5.7 x 28'ere.

- There are Booker Grassie. - Such. Set the sound on.

Here you go.

The balls here goes right through anyone and anything.

- We can swipe him now Rita. - No. It is too risky.

- We will do it. - We are waiting.

- You decide. - I know.

- That was what I said. - And I confirmed it.

- I have been together, right? - More or less.

Show me the money.

- Show them to me. - Wait.

Rewind. That guy.

The bag is empty. There is no money in the bag.

It's a trap. They intend to kill him.

We need Booker.

Pis. Kelly, of place.

Bodycams.

Wait to attack the other team is in place.

- Should we look to get talked money? - It's a good song. Turn up.

Not!

Add it!

Can you hear me?

Give me covering fire. We come to you.

If you want to survive, then stick to me.

Fucker you with me, I will kill you.

We run three.

Get the goods!

One two...

three!

Booker, look at me. You must not die.

P90'er cartridges.

Who is the buyer? Pis ...

Booker!

Call an ambulance in a hurry.

Booker! Booker! The hell with the authorization.

- Take it easy. - Just do what I ask for!

He is dead.

Oh Lord.

- Er det Diego or his twin brother? - His twin brother. No, Carmelita.

- Who is it? - It's Carver Remy.

I'm busy, okay? Do not waste my time.

- But it is important. - Keep an eye on the little one.

I'm retired. The only creep, I bypassed the rats in my basement.

- Carmelita shot the wrong twin brother! - Pis too.

Ham, who shot Mike, are out to kill me.

I'm being chased by a guy on a black motorcycle. It's him.

- Bullshit. - Would I lie to you?

Yes. That's why we stopped using you as an informant.

- What do you want me to? - Put me under protection.

You can use me as bait. Stood shoulder coming after me.

Have you spoken with Mike?

I called you. 19th Street and Miami Avenue, third floor.

TAG PHONE TO HELL!

What did I tell you? What did I tell you?

That you should consult and observe.

This is indeed a bloodbath!

- They were the ones who shot each other. - lap you possibly not?

You know well, I did, but it was they who started.

Godfather ... Mike, you promised me.

I just said I could imagine you -

- hanging the hangman's rope, bollefed and surrounded by sharks.

- You should see the. - And I saw.

Look, the bag is empty. No cash.

When the guy scratching his nose, I saw it weighed nothing.

- Very impressive. - The one I like.

I intervened to save Grassie.

It was probably good, because now he lies in a body bag.

Well done, Mikey.

Look, Access Not Allowed. I'll tell you one thing.

- Sit at the children's table, okay? - Nobody called you up, grandpa.

I fucked your mother does not make me your grandfather.

Stop that! Forget it!

- I beat you cunning in the floor. - You just come.

Are we back in kindergarten?

- I have time today. - Relax.

- Can I just ...? - Just come.

- Do you want ...? - No, you just slipped.

What is it?

SVAGPISSEREN

What do you want, weak piss?

Boy, miserably. Where's your sleigh?

The girls are running at Spa Salon in it.

- Is there something wrong? - Nah. Something wrong with you?

I have never felt better.

You may wish to consider -

- to run the permitted.

You were overtaken by a Prius.

And what is that? To have balls in?

My balls are rather not sit here with you.

- Did you take little Marcus? - We put him in spasalonen.

Puts him? Carver is scared. He is not going to wait.

It is on the way.

What will the man who shot me with a stick as Carver Remy?

That is what we must find out, dickhead.

Sorry, little Marcus. Besse must resist gang.

But when you talk to Mike Lowrey, it's damn hard to avoid.

I'm sorry now I did it again.

- Go with the little one. - I do not go there.

So you will not find out who will kill you.

If I go in there, I know who is killing me: Theresa.

Pull yourself together and go in with the cub.

Carver is scared. He will not wait all day.

Well then.

Well then.

It. Mike! Mike!

I turn Marcus death!

Run, run!

What did she do? What did you do?

- Will she? - Run, run, run!

Mike, you know Theresa. How angry was she?

- On a scale of one to ten? - Yes, where ten is ...

- When I broke up with your sister? - No, I was a tenner.

Why should you rake up now?

A Theresa-tier is ...

Me, then you spilled coffee in my Ferrari.

- Yes exactly. - So she was probably a nine.

And kidney?

Shit, it must be a tenner.

I forgot to give her the wipes with.

If you stop?

There was yellow. We are busy.

What now? Are you embarrassed to be seen like this?

Mike Lowrey sitting here!

Mike Lowrey i en Nissan Quest!

- People are fucking care. - He is my Uber driver.

Do you have to catch criminals, it is important to be ahead of them.

One does not have to hold back for pigeons. They fly away on its own.

Hopefully it is a safe or a grand piano.

- It's my wife's car. - And that's Carver Remy!

You do not know for sure.

- Cover the main entrance! - I'm retired!

It is a character. A sign from God.

Damn, she knows it. She always knows.

Reinforcing the Broadmoor Hotel.

Fuck!

God, I know I have before asked you to help Mike ...

but he really blows now.

Give me a sign!

What the hell are you doing?

Is it?

Better than it will you know when Theresa sees his car.

I had him.

I had hold of him. I do not understand, Mom.

Armando...

A bullet is too merciful for the pigs took your father from me.

First he likes, and he shall die.

- Are you listening? - Yes.

Hand in! Such!

How, Callie! Give them the desire to play football!

- You're done, Mike. - I know.

No! You just give tit for tat!

There once was a Buddhist.

He was on his way down from his mountain and walked down a long, winding road.

Out of the blue came another man riding straight toward him.

He was also a Buddhist. I think enough. I'm not sure.

We just say they both were Buddhists.

OK fine.

Ham on the horse came thundering towards our friend -

- so our friend had to dodge to avoid being run down.

He stood up and shouted: Hey, where the hell are you going?

And him on the horse said:

Have no idea. Ask the horse.

Ask the horse?

Exact.

See, what ...

I made the same expression.

The horse represents all our fears and all our traumas.

It drives us away with 200 per hour -

- until we can not even answer the simplest questions.

Where are you going?

Where are you going, Mike?

No, Callie, not hand!

Shoot yourself!

She has inherited familieforbandelsen. Mike ...

You must be in control of your life.

You must seize the reins before your horse runs into the abyss.

Come and eat with.

Callie wants to see you, and I can read several Buddhist stories for you.

- Is it you who makes the food? - Yes, damn.

- Okay, we order pizza. - It is I agreed.

Bingo.

Chef!

Nak ham.

I can help. What does he need?

- Shoot now. - Shut up.

Throughout the bitch.

Move! About behind the car!

What's wrong with you? You had him in his sights.

No innocent.

You are totally off, man.

Send reinforcement. Colleague wounded in Jose Marti Park.

Send a rescue helicopter. It is Detective Mike Lowrey.

The Commissioner is injured.

The Commissioner is injured.

You were right.

You said I would end up getting someone killed.

One last time?

One last time.

They are all dead. Is it now?

Yes, kill him.

But first, look him in the eye and give him a message from me.

What, Mom?

I checked Bookers finances. All his companies have the same auditor.

Picante Jenkins, chartered.

It's not often you meet a Picante.

We are content to knock and ask questions.

- What the hell is all this? - What are you talking about?

You do not need a grenade launcher.

- But I like it. - He's auditor, Mike.

We must not come barging in on the way.

We have always been bad boys. We have to be decent men.

Who the hell wants to sing the song?

Decent men what you gonna do

If you sang with little empathy, it could well work.

No. We knock on and ask questions.

Knock Knock.

- This is the police! Lie down! - For we will only ask questions.

I've smashed my door!

It is the truly apologize. It can be done with little contact adhesive.

- Where's your warrant? - Down on your knees with hands behind head.

I shoot you right back in your face.

He does not do that. The man's auditor. We just talk to him.

Do you have a conversation with a cocaine blown, orange mountain?

Let me do the talking. I will penetrate his soul with my heart.

- What? - View and take lessons.

Hey, bæskubber, I must steamroller your intestinal tract.

Now you nauseous. I recognize that this is a difficult situation.

- Stay away. - You'd better away.

We will only use your client's receipts.

Booker Grassie.

How deep strapped you into his soul?

- One must suffer for righteousness. - Go, not the other cheek.

Move!

Look, I know you're scared.

We are fucking all together occasionally.

What do you think?

I think you should take over.

I think that too.

Well then.

Dr. King is gone cold. Brother Malcolm performing like the rest by force and power.

You have him cop who was shot. Sur ass, nougatmus.

If you had the Goeb, I'd fucking eat you.

Is it the only thing that keeps you from eating me?

Come on, Bamsefar.

- Left explored! - Put him in handcuffs.

What the hell are you doing here?

I have called them.

What about bad boys one last time?

It is now, but it's a remix. We work with AMMO.

This is bullshit.

Three seconds, and I bite it off.

Get the finger out of my face.

A judge, a lawyer, an informant, the Commissioner and you.

- What do you have in common? - Hundreds of police cases.

- 847 cases linked the victims together. - Who is it that will kill you?

God and every man. We look even only on criminals.

I know no one who does not want to kill him. Set just me on the list.

- Thank you, Marcus. - What did you get out of the auditor?

His archives are a mess, but I got hacked me into his keychain.

- So what? - All his social media accounts.

- I see just a bunch of pricks. - Run face on them.

That's three days before I was shot. Run back to him with the chain.

Zoom in.

- Zway-Lo. - Who?

Lorenzo Rodriguez. Calls itself Zway-Lo.

I trained him in the basket before he went gangster way.

I put him on the bench in the championship final.

- In the championship final? - The little shit called me bæhoved.

- Won In so at least match? - No, he was our best player.

But the message penetrated. Team comes before the individual.

- But after bæhoved. - Shut up!

Zway-Lo deal in drugs and weapons. He is one of Taglins lieutenants.

- Taglin has been found dead. - So is he someone else's lieutenant now.

Lorenzo Rodriguez. Neither home loan or bank account.

But he has a birthday tomorrow.

There are three places that a guy like him can celebrate.

- Ditto, Ice 45 and Zillion. - Can you hack into with them?

Ice 45 have turned up their cyber security.

Ice 45.

Ditto.

Zillion.

There, Rodriguez. The party will be held tonight.

Then we take the Zillion.

We meet at the club at. 23 civil, so put on your fanciest clothes on.

It's just an apprehension. The action is strictly non-fatal.

Non-lethal? Are the criminals informed about it?

Rubber bullets. You will love them. You can shoot just as crazy as you like.

Bad boys bad boys whatcha gonna do

whatcha gonna do

Hello! Zero. No. No.

It's never ever again.

And fucker up in the text, which is really complicated.

Do not. Do not do that.

Sorry.

- Get your own song. - It's too much.

- klaphat. - Spare me the bullshit.

Just let me. Hello, girls. Is Georgio tonight?

- Do not know him. - The queue starts down there.

Nicole. Paige.

- Where do you see just great. - Thanks.

It is my uncle Michael and his friend, Uncle Marcus.

Do they come in? He is recently divorced.

Oh, how sad.

Come on in.

It just does not happen.

Yes. It is good enough.

No. It just does not happen.

Yes. Yes.

- Kelly, where is wanted? - The first floor, the VIP platform.

On top.

Hey darling.

Identity confirmed.

There is only one way out of there. He sits on the axis.

The man on his right side has a caliber 55th

Proceed with Plan A. Kelly, you take care of the bodyguard.

How can she deejaye that? She must have game strong bales.

Let me say it as it is. I have not had sex for long.

It is eons ago. I have fantasies.

The sickest fantasies. It's as if I'm trapped ...

Marcus, they can hear you.

The music is too high. There is no one who can hear us.

Sometimes I go online and find the most bizarre things.

- I saw a mand stab her ... - Marcus, Marcus.

What is it?

We can hear you.

It was just a little joke. In did not hear it, do you?

- I'm in place. - Get ready.

Mike and Marcus, we meet up there.

Mike and Marcus to the right of the stairs.

Rita left for the stairs.

- Is everyone in their places? - Check.

Gorgeous dress, beautiful. Good style.

Thank you. Standby.

I'm with my girlfriends.

- They may also come up with. - I can not tonight.

Give him a knee in the onions and let's move on.

From Tetouan. See you beautiful.

And the dress is thus not undercover.

You should have taken something undercovertøj on.

Happy Birthday.

Yo, make some noise, everyone!

We have a special guest in the house that has a birthday today.

Wish him the best of three, two, one.

- Happy Birthday! - We love you, Zway-Lo!

I'm at the top, baby!

Congratulations, bæhoved.

You should be in jail, fnatabe.

When I NEVER SAY villain, so NEVER SAY I dampers.

- Villain! - Damper!

This is the police!

Holy shit!

- He's athletic. - We have to jump.

- I will not jump. - He's getting away! Spring!

Zway-Lo!

I need it here. Very sorry.

Policeman on duty!

What good is it that I jump out if you still take the stairs?

I told you I would not jump.

Zway-Lo is on 2nd Avenue.

Are you starting to run with the belt on?

Cops are after me!

Crossing I-395 heading into Overtown. Mike, Overtown is a bad place.

- Zway have dangerous compounds here. - We are hazardous compounds.

Fucking rubber bullet shit!

They shoot sharp, we shoot with gummy bears.

Keep straight. I need to tell you something.

Do you want me to pull over? I hear just about Zway is on it.

Zway-Lo! Marcus just need to keep in. Can we take a break?

There is something I must tell you. I have taken a vow to God.

- Who? - God.

What are you talking about?

I promised God that if he spared you, I would never commit violence.

He must have known you were full of lies. Violence is our business.

It relates to your soul. We are employed to ensure public order.

And now I secure him a proper røvtur.

For Christ sake! Look at that.

EW!

The elephant man again. Have you seen it?

I have seen it.

The calls me Mike. I cant help it...

What the hell are you doing? Let it be. Let it be.

- You get it to jump. - Where is it disgusting!

- Now let it be. - Just one more time ...

Overtown is waking.

- Ammo, where are you from? - We hit Overtown now.

We have your friend! I kill him!

- Wake up, Zway-Lo! - Wake up!

- Wake up then! - Coach Burnett?

Bæhoved.

Am I still a bæhoved?

- Who is it that will kill me? - That God and every man damn.

- Kill them both! - What is he saying?

- Kill them both! - What is he saying?

- I must die now. - They're coming closer.

Thank god!

Why did you let him get away?

Dækild!

Shit, there sits a pitbull!

Would you rather be bitten or shot?

Come now!

Holy shit. This reminds one of an angry white man's basement.

- Shit, a grenade. - Use it!

We are not in Vietnam.

- So keep it. - Your asshole!

What else you got?

Such!

So shoot though!

Nope. I promised God not to commit more violence.

Who do you think sent you the weapon?

It is God's Goeb, sent to you in time of need.

- I am fucking also enjoyed now. - Exactly. You are God's instrument.

- Like David against Goliath. - With the slingshot.

What is your slingshot with which you need to trap your enemies.

- We are damn Bible's bad boys! - Exact.

- Amen? - Amen!

Where are your glasses? You hit's not a damn thing!

Come then!

Shoot ATV, so I cover the back door!

And!

No!

Mike, what the hell are you doing?

I will not die like this! Mike!

- It was a slip. - The dry fucking said!

Pis also.

Mike!

Move! You stand in the way!

To the fire.

Dorn, I need to talk to you.

Listen, I've tried this before. It'll go all together.

It is Zway-Los mobile. Can you hack it?

- What should I look for? - Find out who he talked to.

And it should go a little fast.

- It probably will not be completely legal. - Are you okay with it?

- Yes. - So we do it.

Dorn is a proper bread.

How did he become so good with computers? He looks like a butcher.

He was the bouncer. One evening a guy a little too fresh with a lady.

Klepperten deliver moronic him, then stood shoulder fell dead.

He has avoided violence ever since.

Here you go.

Show me the past two months.

Mexico.

What are you looking for?

For each of the numbers, texting phrase Hasta el fuego.

- Such. - So I'll do the rest.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

PRISON DATABASE

JAIL 1995, escaped 2019

CHILD BORN IN JAIL 1996

UNKNOWN: HEY MIKE

We have been dismantled. Ammo is past.

I am sorry.

It'll go all together. Believe me, it's gonna go.

Mike.

Are you okay?

- I think he's my son. - What?

24 years ago, before we became a granddad -

- plucked Commissioner me directly from the police academy.

No one knew me.

He put me to infiltrate Aretas cartel.

Sorenson, Weber, Vargas, Carver...

All the victims were assigned to the case. This is a vendetta.

- But it was not your case. - My name was not on it.

So secret was. My name was Ricky Rollins.

Benito Aretas died. He's not after you.

Not him. His wife, Isabel.

I was her chauffeur. We developed an intense relationship.

We talked about everything. She taught me all about the yarn.

How I had to walk, talk and dress me.

She created Mike Lowrey.

- We were in love. - Does this mean that one time ...?

Isabel Aretas was the one time.

The action drew near. All police branches were with.

But I would pull the plug on the whole thing.

- Isabel and I would run away together. - Why change of mind do you?

She called la bruja. The witch.

She cultivates powers of darkness.

Holy death.

The woman had an ice-cold killer.

Therefore I put the woman I loved, behind bars the rest of her life.

I chose the corps, and I have been going ever since.

Banged you with a married witch?

Out of everything I said was it what you paid attention to?

No, it's just a lot to digest. You think you know someone ...

It then explains why you are dressed like a drug dealer.

- Do you hear the story or not? - Sorry.

But you do not know if he's your son. The witch may have busted all possible.

Benito Aretas could not have children.

Isabel gave birth in prison, eight months after her arrest.

Hasta el fuego he said to me in the helicopter.

It was something me and Isabel came up. It's not even real Spanish.

It would just mean that we would be together until we burned up.

Betrayer on their way here.

Prepare yourselves.

Yes. Let's get started!

- No, Mike ... - He's the right age.

He is crazy, reckless and fearless like me.

- He is a twisted version of me. - No, it is you who is screwy.

You jump to any conclusions. It's all going to be OK, believe me.

You're right.

I love you, man.

And I love you.

- I have to go. - Mike ...

Mike.

Can I just come over? Sorry.

Sorry.

I just squeeze me in there.

Sorry.

It is my place over there. I'm going to slip past even.

Beware of your toes. How, then we are there.

No, Marcus.

I will not let you go on the suicide mission alone.

It's my case. Others will not die because of my mess.

Mike, she is a bruja.

She can make your eyes melt and your dick to fall off.

I thought the penis. And you should take to stay out.

Marcus, go home.

We fly together, we die together.

- What? - It's just something we say.

It does not mean...

I can understand if it made you a little ...

Where you come from?

What do you do when you see him? Do you really want your son cages inside?

No. I will kill him.

Kill him? Do you want to kill your own son?

I will put him in a fucking body bag.

- Can we switch places? - With pleasure.

You are probably well aware, you go to Hell?

- I do not believe in hell. - But it believes in you.

To kill his own son is a darkness that eats you up.

Maybe I am already been eaten.

I died, you remember enough.

Now, I am ending it here.

I should have known he was your son.

For the ass, he gave you -

- was like spitting on you. A completely supernatural ass.

May I be his godfather?

Do you know what you are good to be? Quietly.

Should I be quiet? You have bred a young devils with la bruja -

- who are out to kill both of us and suck our blood and all that shit, -

- but I'll be quiet.

It's good, Mike.

How can you find to swipe a witch without using a condom?

- We two will swap places. - Okay.

So we're even.

This is it.

- You have summoned them again. - Rita called me.

Hello, boys.

- I'm more comfortable when they are here. - So am I.

- Where have the hardware from? - Police in Cuernavaca.

We catch her, they take all the credit. We die, they do not know anything about it.

Hear so here.

I am the bait. We meet at an old hotel outside the city.

I talk to her, I locate the shooter.

- What if she shoots you? - She wants to talk to me.

We ... have an outstanding balance.

We catch them in a hurry and fly home before dawn.

Dorn, get me satellite images.

We have both eyes outside ...

and inside.

No pipes Sagittarius. He is mine.

He is namely.

You draw a little outside the lines today.

Do not die.

Make sure we both get home.

No visible threats.

Monitors all channels inside and wailing all channels outside.

- She can not possibly be alone. - She must have a sea of ​​guards.

- Marcus approaching the back. - Marcus, we are watching you.

Nothing to see. I walk closer.

Hey, Ricky. Or should I call you Mike?

Hello, Isabel.

You are not very thorough.

Once you were like butter of touching me.

I hit her even death.

Keep it.

Where is he?

This was our place.

I wanted you killed, but you survived.

Maybe I have made you strong.

Or maybe...

Santa Muerte will tell us something.

Fate has brought us together again.

There are a total of telenovela in it.

I've made.

Pis!

- having smoke signal. - Ammo?

- Marcus, come in. - Pis.

- The jammer us. They know we are here. - I can not come back.

Baby Barry still works.

Now it's just us two.

Why did not you tell me that I had a son?

- What would you have done? - Taken care of him.

Like you took care of me?

It should have been a surprise when we had run away together.

I see movement. 20-30 man surrounds the site.

- We must move in. - Access?

There. The cold air stream may be a flue.

How could you do this to our son? Who does he think I am?

The one you actually are. A coward. A traitor.

Stop it.

Forward, sir. Sergeant.

Have you seen? Release it.

Just come! What do you plan?

To the fire.

- It's something with fire, right? - Cállate!

Not nogetcállateher. You two have something important to talk about.

- Careful with the gun. - Relax, Marcus.

It is the lack of communication that have fucked this up.

He has something to tell you. It is important.

They will run away in the helicopter!

Marcus!

- Take your glasses on! - It was a bad throw.

Careful, Mike!

- You were right about the glasses. - I've said it for years.

Everything is suddenly in HD.

Run, run, run!

Enemy at 12 o'clock!

Run, run, run!

- Isabel and the shooter ran upstairs. - Can you cover us?

Kelly, right flank!

Rafe, left flank!

Dorn, go with Rafe!

You have to do any harm. I'll pay for the therapy hour.

I need them. Seriously.

Understood.

- I cover the middle while I ... - Struggling us to the stairs.

And.

- Well done, Miss Deputy Commissioner. - You too, sir. Sergeant.

You're not a klaphat anyway.

When I give the order!

Not!

Switch weapons!

Race!

Shoot them!

Where the hell they get all the helicopters?

Mike!

- Nak Piloten! - Nak rotoren!

- What are you aiming at? - Pilot.

Term on the rotor. If you shoot the pilot ...

Got him!

Oh shit!

You have a fucked up family, Mike.

The building will cave in. We must away. Mike! Marcus!

Down on your knees, Isabel.

So you can learn it, mother shit.

Armando...

you are my son.

You are my son.

I will not fight with you.

Stay down.

I said, stay lying.

I did not know it. Had I known ...

Mike, what are you doing?

I try to penetrate his soul with my heart.

No, Mike, no.

I had a difficult time ...

Who are you?

I have told you.

You're lying.

Last chance.

Who are you?

Ask your mother.

Does he speak it?

It makes no difference.

Have you noticed all fuego'en? Can not we handle this outside?

- Who is he? - Tell him!

Is he my father?

- Is he my father ?! - Yes.

Kill him.

Lie down.

- We must leave. - Mike, do it now!

Come then!

Hold fast! Hold fast!

Mike, do not let go!

I have you.

I can not reach to you!

I can not hold on ...

I will not die like this!

I slip ...

Come now!

My ass is starting to sizzle!

Let's get out!

Gunshot wound to the chest. We need medical assistance!

- I got him. - Put him down.

Join the bandages!

Relax.

I can not promise you that everything will be all right after all that you have done.

But I promise you that I'll be there.

Hey. I am your uncle Marcus.

We'll talk about later.

Then it is time to propose a toast -

- our new Commissioner.

- I should say hello from my mother. - The will I hear too.

I am the way, started going to therapy, and the therapist believes -

- it would be beneficial if we took some group hours together.

- Of course. - It shall we.

Marcus, I need to talk to you.

I'll consider it.

- He wants us in therapy. - It will be without me.

Even without me.

Listen up.

We say, generally, are not the kind to each other, but ...

so.

You do not have to thank me.

If you want to retire, so I imagine not in the way.

You've earned it, and I support you one hundred percent.

You forget one thing.

We sagdefor life.

For life.

- There goes my nephew. - Small Marcus just woke up.

First, I have a little surprise for you.

Three days at Marion Springs Resort.

A small apology for the spadag I ruined.

A little quality time, baby.

But Megan and Reggie's on honeymoon.

I'll take care of the baby. Me and Ammo-boys.

You two should just enjoy yourselves. You still have the blue pills, right?

- you, I do not need. - You said on the glasses.

- The small is good to you, Mike. - Yes, he dresses you really.

- You think? - Yes.

Do you have it under control? All aboard.

No, wait a minute. We agreed to do it together.

No, I need to work. I look past tomorrow.

Stop that nonsense.

We had agreed that we would take care of the little together.

- See you in the car. - send my mother a text message.

It's not fun gam ...

Funny, funny.

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do

whatcha gonna do when we come for you

Niksen. It should be the next generation is not exposed.

Sing it properly.

Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do

whatcha gonna do when we come for you

I'm exceeded.

- How are you? - I'm paying for my debt.

And it is big.

There arose the possibility to repay some of the debt. Interested?

I do.

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