All language subtitles for Spades.2026.en (2)

- All right, pick a card.

Any card.

- How about this one?
- Nope.

- Okay.

Okay, right here.
- Let me fan 'em out.

- All right.
- No worries.

All right, I'm gonna fan 'em out.

- Okay.
- All right, pick a card.

Any card.

Pick that one.

- Okay.
- All right.

It's a good trick, right?

All right, so you put it back in the deck.

- Okay Wait, am I supposed to show you?

- It doesn't matter.
- Don't matter?

Yeah, actually it's probably
better if you didn't show me.

- Anywhere? Here?
- Anywhere in the deck.

Anywhere in the deck.

I shuffle 'em.
- Mm-hmm.

- Ooh!
- Oh!

- Is that your card?

- It's a, it's a trick-
- Pretty good, right?

- Okay, it's okay.

- It's a good trick.
- It's a good...

It's a trick.
- It's not a good trick?

Oh!

That was good!

- That was pretty good, wasn't
it? I just made that up.

- Did you? You just made it up?

- I did.
- Really?

All right, you want me to do it?

- James Bishop, back to punch more holes.

- Yeah, well, hopefully
on the targets this time,

not your walls.

Hey, thanks for letting
me come in so early.

- Of course, you can head
in. I'll be right with you.

- Alright.

- Uh, let me get two.

- Two?

Two cards for Peck! Two cards for Peck!

Peck, you want 'em from
the top or the bottom?

What?

Oh!

- You got a terrible poker face! Okay.

Come on, what do you got? What
do you got? What do you got?

- Nothing!

Nothing!

- Boom, two pair, queen high!

Oh!

- Oh, come on!

- Pay up.
- Cheater!

- You stacked the deck.

This is your deck, yeah?

- It is my deck.
- You stacked the deck,

is what it is.
- I might have.

Somebody's gotta pay.

- I'm going, I'm going to the latrine.

- What do you mean? Hey!
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, why?

- You good?

- Yeah, yeah, just, uh...

Yeah.

I gotta get the hell out
of here and see my baby.

- I got your six, don't worry.

I'll watch it.

- Oh, you're gonna get me
out of here in a pine box

you spinning that thing around.

- You telling me you got
yours, you never did this?

- Okay, I did it, but I didn't let anyone-

- Look how good I am.

I think that's pretty impressive.

- You gotta make sure you don't
shoot yourself in the foot,

go home, then Peck's got my back.

You ever seen that guy shoot?

Why do you think I'm doing this?

Get up, dammit!

- It's easy to get lost in there.

In your own head.

I've seen it happen to lots
of good men just like you.

If you don't come up
for light at some point,

you'll forget who you are.

Don't let it eat your soul.

- Thanks for the pep talk.

Let's see if it worked.

- Good day to be a bad guy.

- Unless his heart is in his shoulder.

Uh, let's, let's punch a few more holes.

- You're okay by me, Lou.

L.T.!

L.T.!

Bishop, we gotta move!

Where's Peck?

Come on, get up, dammit!

Bishop, let's move now!

I gotta get the hell
out of here and see my baby.

- I got your six, don't worry.

Yeah, Mack, what's up?

All right, drop me a
pin, I'll be right there.

I was just out here looking

for someone's lost dog
when I came across him

coming up to me in a panic.

- Give us a minute, yeah?
- Sure.

- What do we got?

- This guy.

Says he was out for his morning jog

and he literally stumbled
on Jane Doe over here.

- Hey, help, help, help.

Hey, hey, hey.
- What's wrong?

- Ran into the park
ranger and called it in.

Says his name is Marcos Diaz.

Running background as we speak.

- Talk to me.

Hi.

I'm Detective James Bishop.

You've met my partner, Walt Mackland.

- Yeah, uh-

- Could you recount your story for us?

- I, I said everything I need
to say. W- when can I go?

- Sorry, it's procedure, you know?

Especially when somebody
finds a dead body.

We just wanna make sure we haven't,

you know, missed anything.

So do you often jog out
in a place like this,

you know, off the path?

- Yeah, I jog wherever, you know?

- I noticed there was dirt on
your hands under your nails.

- I just tripped and fell in some dirt.

- Okay, um...

Start again from the beginning, Mister?

- My name is Marcos Diaz.

- You need another one?

Hey, mind grabbing us another water?

It's all right, continue please.

- All right, um, I was out here jogging

and listening to music,

and then, you know, I saw the body,

and I just didn't...

I saw one of your guys's,

and I just had to, you
know, do something about it.

- What were you listening to?

- Huh?

- The music you were
listening to, what was it?

- Uh...

- Can I see it?
- Yeah, I, um...

- Can I see it?
- Don't know, um...

I just...

- These things are getting
more and more confusing.

Uh, which button does what?

- Yeah, uh-

- Could you play this song for me

that you were listening to?

- Yeah, uh, let me see, um...

Uh, I think, I think it might be dying.

Let me see, uh...

I was listening to, uh, to rock music.

- Let me try that?
- Yeah, um...

- Thank you.
- Here we go.

There we go.

There we go.

- Does that sound like rock music to you?

- I say dance.

We're late!

If you didn't owe me money,

I would just fucking
leave you here to die.

- I'm just tired, I just
need a little water please.

- Wait, wait, hey, hey!

- Sorry, I'm sorry.

What the fuck am I gonna drink?

- I'm sorry!

- You're sorry?

- Yeah, I'm sorry.

- What the fuck you mean you're sorry?

What the fuck am I gonna drink?

What the fuck am I gonna drink, huh?

What the fuck?

Hey, get up, we gotta go.

Hey, get up, we gotta go!

Fuck!

Fuck.

Fuck.

Hey, help, help, help, help.

- Hold on, what's going on?
- I found a dead body.

- Dead body?
- There's been a...

I don't know, I was running.

I was jogging, and I, I
just saw it over there.

- Dispatch, dispatch.
- It's okay.

I've had a hiker report

a possible deceased individual
off the Northwood Trail.

L.T., where's Peck?

Bishop, get up!

Dammit!

Move now!

- Hey, take it easy.

- Where am I?

- Hospital.

You got your bell rang pretty good.

- Oh, god, I hate hospitals.

The perp?

- We got him, partner.

Good.

- How you feeling?

- Like I got my bell rung.

I'm thirsty as hell.

- I'll go grab a nurse, get you a water.

You're gonna be okay, Bishop.

- Hey, Mack?

Thank you.

- Well, someone's gotta watch your back.

- L.T.

Where's Peck?

- Jimmy, wait!

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

Jimmy!

- Keiji's late again.

- We can begin without him.

- All right then.

We've increased our
followers on the site 150%.

Views are up 300%.

Loads of the usual comments,

stream torture, rape, et cetera.

But now that we're going
to sell the merchandise,

the bidding goes live
tonight on the girls we have,

and to fill holes, Asuka will-

- Tereza.

Don't use my real name.

Call me Tereza.

- As you wish.

Tereza will schedule interviews
with girls seeking jobs,

slip them a mickey.

And if all went well with Keiji's meeting,

Garcia lends us vehicles
to transport them here.

We list them for sale.

And we deliver 'em to the highest bidder.

- Good.

- You may remove your masks.

There are no cameras in the office.

Please.

- Disgusting place you have here.

You don't own a broom?

- Gentlemen, I wasn't expecting a visit.

This is my associate, Mr. Hyde.

And, uh, Tereza.

Would you like something to drink?

All right.

Oh, Mr. Moretti, what can I do for you?

- What can you do for me?

I'll tell you what you can do for me.

You can get the fuck out of
here is what you can do for me.

- I did you a small favor,

but you didn't pay me.

So I expanded my operation.

- You expanded into our territory.

Gave me some bullshit offer.

Buying our guys out?

Bribing cops on our payroll?

Every time I turn my back,

some sack of shit like this comes along

thinking they're some kind of a boss

in some video game bullshit world

where nothing means nothing.

You're just some worthless
piece of shit upstart.

You got nothing here I can't take.

Just like that.

You tell me what you're
gonna do to make this right,

and I'll think about
whether or not I send you,

you wasabi-sucking fuck, out
to float up the damn river.

You and sweet tits and Mr.
Lucky Charms over here.

How's that, huh?

You got two motherfucking seconds-

- Who the hell are you?

Is that the way it works?

You have to forgive me, Mr. Moretti.

I have an ill temper too.

Hey!

Where's my father?

Uh, he's in the monitor room.

How was your meeting?

Garcia accepted our offer.

He says he has plenty of clean vehicles

that we could use for operations.

- Good.

Moretti still owes us for
the job we did for him.

So I was thinking.

He has a daughter, Bella.

I'll take care of it.

Good.

Vacancies?

Demand is high.

Bidding starts tonight, and
we need to fill these rooms.

Where's Peck?

- Doughnut hole?

- Bit cliche, don't you think?

- Stop making it like you don't want one.

- This better not be cream filled.

More for me then.

- Thanks, I just ate anyway.

- Two bodies were found in
Westbrook Park this morning.

One of the deceased was that
of well-known labor leader,

Salvatore Moretti, along with his

associate Giovanni Barbosa.
- Sounds like somebody's doing

our job for us.

- They're just killing their own.

- So, you ready to get
back to work tomorrow?

- I was enjoying my time off

till you showed up to ruin my day.

- See, that's why you
don't have any friends.

- Mm-mm!

I thought you were my friend.

- No, I'm just paid to pretend I like you.

How are you doing?

- I'm good. I am good.

I'm rested, ready to get back to it.

- Good.

So how long has it been
since you spoke with her?

- Maybe a year.

- Think you could do better?

- I don't know.

When Sara passed, I...

I didn't know what to do with myself,

so I just buried myself in work, you know?

So, we grew apart, I...

I don't think I can fix that.

- Maybe you should try.

- Thanks, doc.

- You sure?

- Take those and get out of my house

and let me enjoy the rest of my day.

- All right.

See you manana, partner.

- Yeah.

Thanks.

- How old is she?

- 27 weeks.

- 27 weeks, what is that?

- You know, when they're,
when they're little,

you call 'em by weeks.

Big developmental milestone.

So the difference between 20
weeks and 22 weeks is like,

it's like you got a different person.

It's like, you know,
it's like baby puberty.

- Baby, okay.

- Where's Peck?

Pick a card.

L.T.!

L.T., we've gotta move!

Dammit, Bishop!

Move now!

Get up, dammit!

Got your six, don't worry.

- Yeah, that's her.

Moretti's daughter.

- Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

It's been five weeks
since my last confession.

- Go on, my child.

- I've been having impure thoughts

of rage and vengeance.

Father?

Father?

- Oh, he had to step out,
but I'm all ears, Bella.

- Where are you going?

- You have the wrong person.

Please leave me alone.

- No, I think we got the right person.

- Please, I don't have
anything to do with my-

- Shh, just stop, stop.

I get it.

Now, I know you don't have anything to do

with your father's business,

but here's the thing.

He was supposed to pay us,

and as you know, he got himself dead.

Someone has to pay off all that debt.

Hmm?
- No.

- Just come work for us two months.

- Tops.
- Tops.

I mean, you are attractive.

High end clients.

Okay, all right, I promise, all right?

You will work this debt off like that.

- No.

- You might even learn to enjoy it.

You're making me do this.

- It's a lot easier to just chill, bitch.

- Somebody, help!

Somebody, help! No!

No! No!

Get up, dammit.

- He's wearing my mask.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Who's paying you?

- Shoot him, shoot-
- Shut the fuck up.

Do it.

Pick a card.

Any card.

Somebody's gotta pay.

- Dad?

- Lana.

Hi.

I, uh-

- What are you doing here?

- I just came by to return,

uh, your spare key.

So...

- Okay.

Really?

Because, like, how long has it been, Dad?

Like, since Mom died?

And now, you're here suddenly
to drop off my spare key?

- I guess, uh,

I guess I just came by
to see how you're doing.

Mm-hmm.

- So how you doing?

- Fine.

- Good.

That's good.

Look, maybe I shouldn't have come.

I, I'll, I'll... I'm gonna go.
- Dad, do you wanna,

do you wanna come in?

- That okay?

- Mm-hmm.

- Looks different.

It's nice, looks real nice.

Hey, that a new sofa?

You just got a new sofa.

- Does it look like a new sofa?

I literally found it in the trash, Dad.

And this place is not nice, Dad.

It, it looks like Jeffrey Dahmer
was my interior decorator.

It sucks.

I need a coffee.

Do you want something to drink, Dad,

like a, like a coffee or a water?

- No, no, that's okay.

I'm fine, thank you.

- Okay.

You, you looking for a job?

Mm-hmm.

- What happened with, uh,
the place down by Hermans?

- The bakery?
- Mm-hmm.

- I haven't worked there since Mom died.

- She was the one that was
good at this stuff. I...

I miss her.

I don't even know where, where to start.

- You don't have to.

- I want to.

I'm sorry that I wasn't there

when you needed me.

I hope, and it doesn't have to be now,

doesn't have to be anytime soon, but,

I hope that you'd let me try

to be Dad again.

A- and if not, I get it, I get it.

I just, I don't know,

thought I should ask.

That's about it.

- You know, when Mom died, I,

I understand that that was
really hard for you, okay?

It was really hard for me too, Dad.

I missed her, too, really bad.

And I needed you, and you weren't here.

And I hate you for that,
to be completely honest.

Where were you?

Dad, where?

Where were you?

I needed my dad.

I needed my dad, and I
was completely alone.

You were working all the time.

So, yeah.

Back then, I needed you.

But I don't know what makes you think

that I need you now, okay?

- I deserve every bit of that hate, okay?

I mean, I hate myself.

I will never forgive myself,

and I don't expect you to either.

But I am sorry.

I am sorry from the bottom of my heart.

I don't know who I am without her.

I don't know how to be without her.

- Dad, just keep the key, okay?

- I'm going to visit Mom next week,

if you want to come along?

I miss you, Lana.

I really, really miss you.

- Welcome back, partner.

Whoo!

Welcome back, partner.

Well, I tried.

See? Nobody likes you.

- It's just the way I like it.

- You took your sweet
time getting here today.

- Yeah, well...

I had to make a stop.

I guess I lost track of time.

- You talked to her.

- Mind your own business, will you?

- Hey, I'm just saying I'm proud of you.

You need a hug?

- Don't you have a job to do?

- Bishop, Mack, we got
a homicide downtown,

Our Lady of Grace.

It's yours if you want it.

- We want it, Cap.

- All right, good luck.

- You recognize that one?

- Definitely Keiji Saito.

This guy I'm not too sure about,

but I can assume, with present
company, a genuine boy scout.

- Keiji Saito and Ruben
Fukuda, mob hitters,

traffickers, so on, and so forth.

- All yours.

- Hey, Bishop?

Bishop, everything all right?

- Yeah.

Just, um, just thinking.

I'm Detective James Bishop,

and this is my partner, Walt Mackland.

I know you've already been
through this a couple of times,

but could you please
describe what happened here?

- I was in confession,
and he was in the booth,

and I, I tried to get away from them,

but they stopped me.

- What was your name again?

- Bella, Bella Moretti.

My father...

His body was found a few days ago.

- Please continue.

- I tried to run away from them,

but they were blocking the way out,

and that's when some guy came,

and he told them to get up.

- You didn't see his face?

- No, uh...

No, he had a mask on the entire time.

And then he shot them, he shot them both.

And he saved me.

- I am so sorry you went through this.

And I'm sorry that we
have to bring it up again,

but could you please describe him?

Anything about him?

- He spoke strangely.

- How so?

- Like a child learning how to speak

or just trying to form words.

Where's Peck?

- He did save me.

- And he wore the mask the whole time?

- Yes, but, but he had
his gun on his side.

- What about...

What about this?

- He threw one of those at the leader,

and then he shot them
both very, very fast.

And then he put his gun away like this.

And then after that, he
told me to pick a card.

- Pick a card.

- Any card.

- Any card.

- Thank you.

Do you need anything? Water, maybe?

- No, I'm okay, but when can I go home?

I really want to be with my mother.

- Very soon.

Excuse us.

- So, a hit.

- I don't know.

- It is written, vengeance is mine.

I will repay, saith the Lord.

He is an answer to prayers, God's justice.

- Did you witness any of this?

- After the shooting, I,
I saw the man in the mask.

- Anything you'd like to add?

- My congregation prays every
day for safety, protection,

guidance, guardian angels
to watch over them.

He could be that.

- He could be what?

- The answer to their prayers,

God's vengeance, the Grim Reaper.

He took their souls to
pay for the evil they did.

- Um, okay-

- It's a punishment.

- Thanks, Father.

You have any cameras up here?

- No.

- Of course not.

What are you thinking?

I know you're thinking something.

- Yeah.

It's got to be a hit.

Retaliation, maybe for Moretti.

- The fact is, the guy
came in looking for them.

- Right.

If he's using this as his calling card,

could be just the beginning.

I thought
Keiji was picking her up.

- Never mind that. Saito sent me.

- Well, she's in great shape.

Got a full tank of gas.

And the best part?

She's clean.

No history, no nothing.

You're good to go.

Cops won't stop you unless
you're driving like a pendejo.

- There's a buyer.

Wants four girls shipped next week.

- Just let me know when.

Got the cars gassed up
ready to make the journey.

- Not going to count it?

- If it's off, I'll
report the vehicle stolen.

- It's all there.

By the way, stop by the bar.

Have a drink on me.

- Hey, what'd I tell you?

Hey, Keiji!

Pick...

- Who the hell are you?

A card.

- Oh, shit!

- You must be Lana.

- Yes, I am.

- I'm Tereza.

- Hi.

It's very
nice to meet you, Lana.

- Yeah, you too.

- And unlike the others, you're on time.

Mr. Gutierrez likes that.

Please have a seat right over there.

- Thank you.

- Mm-hmm.

You'll be fine, honey.

Here, let me get you some tea.

- Oh, thank you.

- I worked in sales once.

We'd have to go to different offices

and pitch whatever product
of the month was being sold.

Worst job ever.

I would get so nervous.

Believe me, I understand
how job interviews

can be so unnerving.

Nothing beats a great cup of tea.

Guaranteed to help you relax.

Here you go.

- Thank you so much.

- Mr. Gutierrez will see you shortly.

He's just taking a call.

I know, as soon as he meets
you, he's going to love you.

- Thank you.

- Sure.

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

I don't know, I...

- Such a pretty girl.

Such a pretty girl.

You are certain to bring a high price.

Other
than Miss Moretti, nada.

- Nothing?

- Came back inconclusive.

No DNA, no prints.

It's clean.

- Thank you.

- Have a good one.

- Mack, where are you at, man?

You're not going to believe this.

Another homicide.

And it's connected to the
murders at the church.

- I'm listening.

Garcia's mechanic shop.

Local residents, they
called in hearing gunshots.

We found the owner, Garcia, dead.

And in his shop?

Another one of those cards.

Just like the church hit.

But this time, the ten of spades.

- Any witnesses?

Even better, we got video.

The masked killer comes in,

shoots up the place, kills Garcia.

But before that, he's seen
talking to Clyde McKenzie,

goes by Hyde.

I'm gonna try to gather
what I can over here,

and I'll see you back at the station.

We just gotta piece the puzzle together.

- Copy that.

You Hyde?

- Who's asking?

- I'm Detective James Bishop.

I just have a few questions

about your connections to Keiji Saito.

- Never heard of him.

Now go have a beer. Leave me alone.

- Do you know anyone
by the name of Garcia?

- No.

- Owns a mechanic shop?

- I said no.

- Well, that's unfortunate,
because he's dead.

And we have you on video leaving his shop.

- Watch your head.

So, do you know who
would want Garcia dead?

How about Keiji?

You didn't know Keiji was killed.

They're hunting you down like dogs.

Someone is after you and your friends.

You want to talk?

What the hell are
you doing, huh? Who's there?

Fuck, come on, why'd you stop?

- Drop the weapon and get on the ground!

I said drop it!

- Hey, are you crazy?

Let me out of here!

- Get on the ground.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Let me go!

The hell's going on?

The hell's going on, huh?

- Don't make me shoot!

Stand back.

Don't come any closer or I'll shoot!

Stop!

I said stop!

L.T.

Who are you?

You know who I am.

- How?

I watched you,

I watched you die.

And yet
here I stand, Bishop.

I'm here for him.

- The hell's going on?

You set me up!

Let me go!

Pick a card.

- You bitch, no!

Any card.

- No, no!

- Okay, okay, okay.

Fuck.

Where are you going?

- Pick a card, any card.

Where's Peck?

My congregation prays everyday

for guardian angels to watch over them.

- He could be that.
- He could be what?

- The answer to their prayers

God's vengeance, the Grim Reaper.

Good, you're up.

- He, he just appeared out of nowhere.

He was just there in front of us.

- Who?

- Jim...

The hitman.

Where's Hyde?

- Hyde's dead.

IA's looking at you as the prime suspect.

- What?

Mack, you know it's not me!

I mean, you know me!

- I know. I believe you.

- Mack, Mack, you know me! It's me!

You know me, Mack!
- I believe you.

I mean, they're on their way
right now to speak with you.

- I gotta get out of here.

Mack, we... I gotta get out of here.

We're wasting time, Mack!

He's still out there! We're
just wasting time, Mack!

Mack, we are so close.

Mack?

- I can't believe I'm doing this.

Look, I don't know how long
I can cover for your ass.

Just don't go home, they're
gonna look there first.

- Thanks, Mack.

Lana, you there?

Lana?

Hope you don't mind me
stopping by like this.

Are you home?

- Oh, hi.

Is there something I can help you with?

- Hi, sorry, yeah.

Uh, I'm looking for my
daughter, Lana Bishop.

I know she came in here
earlier for an interview.

- Oh, yes, she came in earlier.

She's not here.

- What do you guys do here?

- We are a small company,

and we find assistants for our clients.

- Oh, what kinds of clients?

- Hairdressers, models,
semi-celebrities really,

just looking for someone to
assist them with the day to day.

- Celebrities?

In a place like this?

Like who?

- Sir, we're closing, and we
haven't seen your daughter.

- You just said she was in here earlier.

- I mean, she's not here now.

She didn't get the job.

- Who was the client she
was interviewing for?

- I can check for you.

Please have a seat.

- I'm fine right where I am.

- Sure.

Here's some tea while you wait.

I'll look through the file.

- Yeah, you do that.

- Sorry, we are so unorganized.

Where is Lana?

- I don't know.

Answer!

- Easy! Take it easy!

No more lies and no more games!

- They took her to a warehouse nearby.

Where?

- I can give you the address.

It's on my phone, my last text.

Is she here?

- Yes.

- It's two miles from here.

Two miles.

Just stop!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, don't shoot her!

Whoa, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, don't kill her!

We may need her alive.

- You'll never get your
daughter out of there.

We have an army of men.

She's probably already
sold, there's nothing-

- Shit!

The hell, man?

Didn't kill her.

She has been bought.

Prepare her for transport.

And you, my only rule,

never let the cameras see your face.

You're fired!

- Stop!

Hey, stop!

You've already tried that.

- How?

How are you still here?

All I remember is a place

with no day, no night.

I wandered.

Inside I felt a void.

Then came the voices.

So many voices.

Calling me.

I followed them.

Until they led me to the church.

- Are you like a g-
guardian angel or something?

I...

Or are you like the Grim Reaper?

I don't know, Bishop.

But I still hear them.

I had to act because you wouldn't.

- I can't!

You won't!

- Jimmy, is that really you under there?

- We have to go.

Get in.

- You won't get away with-

- Where'd you get this?

It came with the car.

Hey!

We got eyes.

- Oh, shit!

Empty, you?

Nothing.

Guess we're taking the stairs.

Copy
that, we're on our way.

- No, no!

Bishop, fight back!

Set, move!

Move, Bishop!

Move, dammit!

We're the only ones standing
between them and her.

If you can't fight for
yourself, you fight for Lana.

Okay.

Let's go.

Dammit.

What are we up against?

Just do your job and fix it.

- Roger that.

The hell?

How many are in here?

Hey, hey, hey, you're okay.

You're okay.

I'm police.

My name is James Bishop, okay?

You're going to be okay.
We're going to get you out

of here, alright?
- Please help me.

- I will, watch your eyes.

Watch yourself!

Listen to me.

Okay, you're going to be okay.

I need you to do
something for me, alright?

This is my daughter.

Have you seen her?

- No, n- no.

No, I haven't.

I'm so sorry.
- Okay.

You're all right, you're
gonna be fine, all right?

All right, go, go now.
- Okay.

Jimmy, wait.

Look at this.

They're all numbered.

Oh, there's dozens of 'em.

And there could be a
hostage every single one.

Lana's here somewhere, but
we can't leave anyone behind.

They're locked tight,
but there's no windows.

There's no way to see inside.

We don't have time to guess.

Then we don't guess.

We get to work.

Head down!

Move!

We clear this hall and double back

until we've opened them all.

Set, moving!

I'm with the
police! Get out of here!

Not Lana.

It's okay, it's okay.

You're safe, you're safe.

I'm with the police department, all right?

Go now.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Another girl.

- Forget the girl.
- Neutralize the threat.

Moving to target.

Damn, my mag's dry.

Yeah, me too.

Time to get personal. Pistol up.

Ready?

Move!

Pick a card!

Threat located.

Engaging.

Move out.

You go find Lana.

What?

Go!

I'll walk the dogs.

Hold.

Let's search...

What?

I want her!

Where is she?

Please,
I don't know anything!

Start talking!

Saito, Saito has her.

She was sold.

Headed straight for this exit.

Get ready.

I know you're there!

Just give yourself up.

Or don't!

We'll kill you anyway!

Keep your eyes open.

Shoot anything that moves.

Hey, don't shoot!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

Bloodhounds, you're up.

- Remo, move in.
- Roger that.

We'll cover.

Moving.

- The rest in cash as promised.

Pleasure doing business.

- I'll be back for another
as soon as I'm done with her.

- Excuse me.

Do you want
to see her alive again?

- Who are you?

Answer the question!

- If you dare-

- Wrong answer!

- Hey, Asuka?

That was a warning.

There won't be another!

Do you want to see her alive again?

- Yes.

We just want the girl.

- You're too late.

I guess that means yours dies.

- Wait, wait.

- What's going on?

- J- j- just, just a second.

You listen to me, motherfucker!

Give us the girl or she's dead!

- Do we have a problem?

- Yes, we have a problem. The deal's off.

- What do you mean the deal's off?

Half in crypto, half in cash.

You've been paid.

- It's canceled!

- You were paid. The deal's done.

I usually get my girls cheaper
in Mexico, but I chose you.

I paid you more.

- You bring her, and then we're
going to make the exchange.

I'll send you the location.

Hand her over.

- No.

The deal's done.

Take the cash and go.

- Give me the girl.

- No.

She's mine!

- I have the girl.

Let Asuka go.

- You and me, we make the exchange.

Slowly.

Same time.

- Fine.

- Fine.

- Ready?

- Let's do it.

- Move!

- You okay, baby girl?

You're okay now, get behind me.

Just get behind me.

Stay back. Get behind me.

- Now!

Go!

- Lana, keep down! Stay low!

- You hit?

- Yeah.

- How bad?

- You may have to finish
this one without me.

Jimmy, I want you to promise me something.

Promise me you'll watch over my baby girl

like you've always watched over me.

- Bishop, I can't.

- Jimmy!

- I mean...

- Jimmy, promise me!

- I promise.

- I'm low.

You?

- Yeah.

- What's the plan?

- I'll draw their fire.

You finish them off.

All that matters now-

- Is getting Lana home safe.

Ready?

Set.

Moving!

Dad, stay with me.

Stay with me, please.
- Lana.

- It's gonna be okay.

- I love you, Lana.

- I love you, too!

I love you, kid.

- I love you so much.

I love you so much.

It's gonna be okay.

- Where's Jimmy?

- What?
- Jimmy.

Go check on, go check on Jimmy.

- Dad, who?

Who?

What?

- Is he...

Did he die?

- Who?

- Go check on Jimmy.

Jimmy.

Where is he?

- Dad?

Dad?

Dad, you stay with me.

Stay with me, okay?

Stay with me, stay with me, it's okay.

Just stay with me, okay?

- Where is he?
- Stay with me!

Stay with me! It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.
- Where is he?

- It's okay.

It's okay.
- We saved you.

We both saved you.

- What?
- We both saved you.

Jimmy and me, we saved you.
- No, no, no, no, no.

There was only you. You saved me, Dad.

You saved me. There was only you.

Stay with me, please.

Please, please, please, please.

- The hell's going on?

You set me up!

You're no cop!

Let me go!

No, no, no, no!

- Dad, stay with me, please, please.

Please, Dad?

Dad, it's gonna be okay, okay?

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

- I love you, baby girl.

I love you.

- Dad, stay with me please.

Please, please, please.

- I'm so sorry.
- No.

- I'm so sorry.
- Dad, stay with me!

I know, it's okay.
- I'm so, so sorry.

- It's okay, it's okay.

- I'll watch over you.
- No.

- It's gonna be okay.
- No, no.

- I'll watch over you.
- No, no.

Dad, Dad?

Dad, Dad?

No, stay with me, wake up!

Wake up! Wake up please!

I'll be back for another

as soon as I'm done with her.

You were paid, the deal's done.

I usually get my girls cheaper in Mexico.

I promise.