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ETHAN: Previously on Rogue...

- (GUNSHOTS)
- (GRUNTS)

ETHAN: Do you recognize him?
MIA: No.

- Are you sure?
- No, no, I don't recognize him.

I've been in witness
protection since I was 10.

My dad turned states against
Russian mobster Samara Bratva.

Hey, you know when the Mob finds
out that Mia's still alive,

we're all dead.

You have to go
talk to Marty Stein.

And say what?

Tell him you caught Barrett's
murder, about the security footage.

About Kelly.

He'll see you now.

I want out of this life.

I'm not doing this for
no one else except me.

I need your help
on something, Marlon.

You come over here
looking for muscle, man?

You really think it's
a good idea to threaten me?

You've come here to make
another arrangement?

I know where Mia is.

Then you tell me
when she is dead.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(COUGHING)

Who sent you?

Marty Stein sent me.

(THEME SONG PLAYING)

(SIGHS) The man you want
is Marty Stein.

- Who's Marty Stein?
- He's a lawyer.

A lawyer?

Yeah, that's the
least of what he does.

So Marty Stein hired you?

VASILY: I think
you know this already.

It's not about what I think,

it's about what
you fucking think

and I wanna know all of it.

Marty hired me to get her.

Why?

I didn't ask.

Well, I don't believe you.

I don't care,
I can't make you believe.

- Have you met him?
- Yes.

- How many times?
- Once.

- Who introduced you?
- No one.

He called me direct. Said he
wanted to meet. That's it.

- Why her?
- It's none of my business.

He gives me name,
I give him price.

No reason at all, huh?

$50,000.

That's all the reason I need.

I'll be back in a second.
Marlon, let me talk to you.

Hey!

Keep an eye on him.

- What do you think?
- MARLON: About what?

You think Marty's behind this?

I know Marty Stein,
anything's possible.

Maybe she's standing in the way
of whatever play he got going.

Mmm-hmm.
Why didn't he tell me?

- He tell you all his business?
- (CLICKS TONGUE)

Maybe he's trying to play you.
Maybe this is about you.

Ah, it doesn't make any sense.

Man, I've known Marty
since I was 14 years old.

He kept a lot away from me.

At this point, nothing about
Marty Stein surprises me.

(GUNSHOT)

The fuck happened?

(PANTING) He made a move.

Bullshit!
He's tied to a chair, Mia!

No, he got loose
and he came after me.

ETHAN: I needed to talk to him!
I needed some fucking answers!

Hey, we should get
the fuck out of here.

(TRAFFIC BUSTLING)

Cath, I need a favor.
Can you check in on Patrick?

I tried his cell,
can't get a hold of him.

Detective Finnegan,
come in, please.

Finnegan, are you there?

(SOFTLY) Fuck!

Check the GPS on his car.

Is there a problem?

HARPER: I don't know.
It's why I'm asking.

Weird.
His car's not coming up.

What?

It could be disabled.

Check again.

No. Nothing.

Could someone
disable the GPS manually?

I don't think so.

I mean, the thing would
have to be destroyed.

Do you want me
to report something?

Uh... No. I'm gonna talk
to his Lieutenant. Thanks.

(CLICKS TONGUE) Yes?

I need to speak with
Mr. Stein, please.

- He's not here.
- When's the last time you saw him?

Um, let me see, that would be
none of your goddamn business.

- Where is he?
- Get out of here.

(DOOR CLOSES)

BETSY: You got a warrant?

Oh, no, that's right, you
don't have a badge anymore.

Marty saw to that.

Sloppy work.

That's what you do for Stein?
You clean?

My partner, Detective Patrick
Finnegan, came to see him last night.

And now he's missing.

Anything you can say that
might enlighten me on that?

- I'm calling 911.
- Make that call...

I promise, the moment
I get my badge back,

I'll be coming for you next.

BETSY: Finnegan was here.

Came to see Marty.

They left together.

That's the last I saw
of either one of them.

What time was this?

11... 11:30?

Wasn't that hard, was it?

You didn't have to go after him
the way you did. He's a mess.

Yeah, well, sometimes
my job has its perks.

You're a real piece of work,
you know that?

Marty got what was coming
to him, and you know it.

I know it.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Okay, look, just say it.
You think that I'm lying.

Well, come on,
he was tied to a chair.

Why didn't you call out, Mia?

You really think that
I'm not telling the truth.

Listen, I understand why
you'd want him dead. I get it.

So make up every insane excuse
why not to trust me,

but ignore what is right
in front of your face.

What's staring me in the face?

Big fucking question mark...

Why does Marty Stein
want me dead?

I don't know. But the guy
that had the answers,

you shot in
the fucking head, Mia.

Okay. So what do you know
about him?

Not a lot. Do you have
any dealings with him?

I've never heard of him
but why would you believe me?

(ETHAN SIGHS)

What are you doing?

Looking into Marty Stein.

He doesn't have much e-mail.
Not a lot of phone traffic.

He's careful.

(INTERCOM BUZZES)

Who the fuck is that?

Yeah?

HARPER: Ethan Kelly,
it's Harper Deakins, DEA.

I'm downstairs.
Do you have a minute?

Um, now's not a good time,
actually.

I need to talk to you about
Marty Stein's whereabouts.

Come on up.

(BUZZING)

There's a DEA agent
coming upstairs.

- A DEA agent?
- Yeah.

Really? What the fuck
are you involved in?

She knows Marty. Maybe I
can get some information.

Why don't you
go to the bedroom?

Pretty sure there's nobody
you can shoot in there.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Agent Deakins.

Please, come in.

Kelly.

Doing all right for yourself.

Yeah. I'm getting by.

Can I offer you a drink?

- No.
- No?

So when's the last time
you saw Marty Stein?

Uh, I'd say a few days ago.

Really? You're not his
lapdog anymore?

Marty Stein and I have no
business together, Agent Deakins.

What about Greg Barrett?

- Excuse me?
- Greg Barrett...

What were you doing in his
apartment the other day?

Well, he's a client.

What'd he hire you for?

Well, that's confidential.

I can't find my partner,
Patrick Finnegan.

Do you know anything
about that?

- No, I don't.
- He was last seen with Marty.

Really?

I'm sorry I can't
help you out with that.

Uh, you taking me in
for questioning?

I mean, I do love
our little chats that we have.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

You do play it
close to the fire, don't you?

(CHUCKLES)

How's that?

Oh, you just keep showing up
where people end up dead.

Hutchings, Greg Barrett.

Greg Barrett's dead?

Of course, that's news to you.

Yeah, it is.

I have you
on a security camera

entering his apartment building
around the time of death.

He's a client of mine. I went by. I
visited him. He wasn't there, and I left.

And now I know why. I mean, Jesus
Christ, I'm sorry to hear that.

Did you hear he was tortured
before he was killed?

- Did you hear that?
- No.

No, I didn't.

Can you think of any reason
why Marty Stein

would want to have his
financial advisor killed?

I mean, Agent Deakins,
that's wild speculation...

And I had no idea they were
doing business together.

Well, I just thought, you know, you
and Marty working so closely...

You hiring Marlon to get
him out of jail and all.

That maybe you'd know
something about this.

No, I... I don't.

(DOOR CLICKS)

I didn't know you had company.

Agent Deakins. DEA.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, so what has
Ethan gotten himself into now?

(PHONE RINGING)

Deakins.

No, thanks. Yeah, no,
I'm on my way.

I'll walk you out.

HARPER:
It was nice to meet you.

(CLACKING)

I'll get that for you.

Thank you.

If anything
happens to Patrick...

You are over.

So you're tight
with Marty Stein?

I worked for him
for a short amount of time.

So I fucked you, and you
withheld the information

that you're tight with the guy
who's trying to kill me?

Oh, no, no, no. Hold on a second.
We didn't know that yet.

Okay? And I didn't want to tell you
'cause I didn't want you to run.

Yeah, no shit!

So what'd you do for him, hmm?

- Did you kill people?
- No.

No. That's not who I am.

No?

Then who are you?

What did you do for him?

I helped him out, I...
You know, I fixed problems.

Yeah, you being honest now?

I am.

And you had the balls
to question me?

You know,
if you're so close to them,

why don't you
ask him yourself?

Ask him what?
Does he want you dead?

If Marty Stein is behind this,

the best thing we got going for us is
that he doesn't know that we know.

Listen, just...
Just hold on a second.

Believe me, when I tell you,

you don't show
Marty Stein your cards.

You don't show him shit.

I know the man.

And I know how to play him.

When was this found?

I'm gonna have to ask you
to stand back, ma'am.

I'm DEA. Where are the forensics?
They should be all over this.

What? Who are you?

Did you hear me?

ID, Ms. DEA?

Shit, I left it at home.
Dispatch just called me

to tell me they found
Detective Finnegan's car.

We were partners
on the gang task force.

Can you call...

Call who?

Never mind.

(PHONE DIALING)

(LINE RINGING)

- LOWRY: Lowry.
- They found his car.

Yeah, I know.

I'm here now.
No forensics, nothing.

No one but some beat cop.

They're on top of it, Deakins, okay?
They'll be there soon enough.

Just... Just let them
do their job, all right?

Yeah.

Come on, pick a card.

All right.

Go on, now, put that card
back on the top of the pile.

Not looking.

Magic...

- Is that your card?
- No.

No, hmm?

All right.

What about this one,
is that your card?

- Nope.
- No?

All right.

Dude, that's your card, right?

No. Mine was the 5 of hearts.

Five of hearts?

That was the card.

Wait, so...

You mean that five of hearts?

- How'd you do that?
- I'm a... I'm a genius.

ETHAN: Marlon,
you got a minute?

- What's going on, kid?
- 'Sup.

Can you give us a minute?

Look... (CLEARS THROAT) Why don't
you go in the house and play, okay?

Then I'll show you
how I did the trick.

But I'm not gonna
say anything.

I know you're not, 'cause
you're gonna be in the house.

- (DOOR CREAKING)
- Come on.

Thank you.

(ETHAN GRUNTS)

So let's get this done.
His mom will be back soon.

You ever hear the name
Greg Barrett?

No. Why?

He's Marty's financial
advisor, or one of them.

I know you guys moved
a lot of money together.

Greg hired me
to find Mia, Marlon.

Whoa, you think
I'm in on Marty's thing?

- Bro, you came to me.
- No...

Marty was pretty keen on me
putting you on the books.

Why is that?

Keep an eye on me?
Report back to him?

And then Greg comes to me,

Marty sends him my way
but he doesn't tell me?

And then I learn that
maybe Marty's behind all this?

The timing's pretty tight, Marlon.
Pretty fucking tight.

You know what, I don't know, but, uh,
Marty does not have me working you.

Well, I'm asking because
I wanna know.

Last time I saw Marty,

I put him in the trunk
of my car.

I almost took that
motherfucker out.

I'm with Marty. Man,
what do you want?

If Marty's behind this, then
that's a fucking problem for me.

And I'm gonna go after him.

Doesn't that
make you happy, Marlon?

I don't... (CLEARS THROAT)

I tapped out about, like,
six hours ago on your shit.

Come on, I watched you at the
auto-body shop. You're good at this.

Maybe even
enjoyed it a little bit.

You know what? I'm good
at selling lights, man.

But you want to see me
doing that, either, right?

I'm done. Go home.

Hey, hold on a second. Word on the
street is that you need some money.

Here, take this.

Look, there's a lot more
where that came from.

But I gotta know that Marty's
not pulling strings, Marlon.

See, a part of you don't wanna believe
that he would do that to you.

Yeah, you're right about that.

Yeah, he's the weed, man.

Choking the root of the tree.
Sucking the life right out of it.

No matter how much
you cut him down,

he's gonna keep coming back until he
takes the whole motherfucker down.

- So help me, Marlon.
- No, I don't wanna help you.

You know what,
don't give a shit then.

But at least take my money.

Did you hear me? There's more
where that came from, Marlon.

You know who wants it
more than you?

Harper Deakins, DEA.

(CLICKS TONGUE)
Well, I know her.

You need an ally
against Marty.

She's the one. She's got
all the resources behind her.

- Hmm.
- But right now...

She ain't got no badge.
She's suspended.

- She needs a little help.
- Maybe she does.

I'll call you.

Nah.

I don't wanna be
doing this shit, man.

Me neither. But I'm in it...

For now.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Do you, uh... Do you want
a coffee or something?

No, no, I can't stay.

It's bad news, isn't it?

They found his car, Lily.

Where?

Down by the docks. Burnt out.

(GASPS) Oh, my God!

It doesn't mean anything yet.

- He could still be...
- You know what... Alive?

Nobody knows
anything for sure yet.

I promised you I'd keep you
in the loop, so...

I'm gonna find him,
Lily, okay?

If he's alive,
I'm gonna find him.

Promise.

(TRACKS CLATTERING)

I'm gonna get your house back.

I promise. I...

I shouldn't have put my name
on that deed.

You know, maybe it's not such a
bad thing I don't get it back.

What are you talking about? We had
some great memories there, right?

Marlon, only memory
I have left

is of Talia's body
covered in blood.

(SNIFFLES)

I'm gonna get you
another house.

Cecilia says it's okay for me

to stay with her
as long as I like.

Now, Cecilia's place... Don't she
have, like, six flights of stairs?

It's fine.

My doctor says
I should exercise more.

I'm gonna get us back
to where we were.

It's just gonna take me
some time, that's all.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

I'm sure he's fine.
He's probably stowed up

in some motel in French Lick with some
chick he met at a Blackjack table.

Without his car?

Look, I remember when you were happy
this guy was kicked off the task force.

"This guy"?
His name is Patrick.

Okay? You're allowed
to say it.

Yo, ladies, come over here!

What are you doing?

I can't hear myself think.

It's a bar, not a library,
okay?

He was supposed to call me.

Well, he's a big boy. He can
handle himself. You know that.

I shouldn't have pushed it.

Don't put this on yourself.
You were just doing your job.

We're trying to have
a conversation here.

Oh!

And that, gentlemen,
is why I'm not married.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Okay, okay, okay.
Just let it go. Please?

Just sit down and
drink your drink, okay?

CPD's probably got half the
force out looking for him.

I'm sure they do.

Come here, all right?
Come here?

Whoa!

The little girl's room's
over there.

Ah, he's a comedian.
This guy's a comedian, right?

- (LAUGHING)
- Do me a favor, get up.

- Oh, your wish, beautiful.
- Come on.

Get up...

Put your hand right here.

- (CHUCKLING)
- Uh, what?

- What, are you scared?
- MAN: Come on, do it!

Be a man.

I'm inviting you.

- MAN: Go for it!
- There you go.

(HARPER LAUGHING)

- (MEN EXCLAIMING)
- Nice.

(GRUNTS)

- That right there, is a Baretta 92.
- (GASPS)

I hear even a whisper
out of you or your buddies

before my friend and I have
done our drink...

I'll put two in your pecker,

and then when
you're crying for mommy,

I'm gonna put another
up your asshole

just for shits and giggles.

(GRUNTS)

Where were we?

(SCOFFS)

- What are you doing here?
- I need a minute.

All right.

You're enjoying your time off?

Any news about Patrick's car?

No, none yet.

I've asked CPD
to keep me informed, though.

I think he's in trouble
with Stein.

Marty Stein?

Well, goddamn it, Deakins, why
would he be in trouble with him?

When he was on the task force,
he was...

- He was kind of playing both sides.
- Both sides of what?

He was playing Stein to get
information posing as a dirty cop.

No, I didn't authorize any
undercover work for Patrick.

That's on me.

I knew you wouldn't.

You're not making this
easy on yourself, are you?

You've got a hearing
with IA coming up

and they're gonna
eat this shit right up.

Well, I don't really care
what happens to me,

but if I'm responsible for
Patrick's disappearance...

How close to the line
did Patrick get?

Did he cross it?

I'm done with you
lying to me, Deakins.

Yes!

Did you know he was playing

- both sides?
- No.

So there wasn't any undercover
operation for me to authorize.

- Is that right?
- That's right.

So, what happened?

I found out during
our investigation.

And you protected him.

Yep.

Yeah, I don't think
you're gonna survive IA.

Finnegan, he sure
as hell ain't.

Well, there is a time
for all of that.

When did you last see him?

The night before last,
around 11:00,

he went to speak to Marty
to help me.

And then they both
disappeared.

(SCOFFS)

Okay, so you think that Stein found
out that he was playing him?

I don't know, it's possible.

Oh, shit.

I need my badge.

I wanna help find him but I can't
do anything while I'm suspended.

That's not up to me, Deakins.

That's not in my hands.

I will go down to CPD and see
what I can find out for you.

But you...

You won't do a damn thing.

Are we clear?

Yes, sir.

- What do you want?
- I may have something for you.

Something on my partner?

No, no. I'm sorry about that.

You know, how do I put this?

I think our interests have
temporarily aligned.

- Yours and mine?
- Yeah.

I seriously doubt that.

I just wanna find Finnegan.

His car was found
down by the docks.

Burnt out. Window bashed in.

Yeah, I don't know
anything about that.

No, of course you don't. You
know nothing about Patrick.

Nothing about
Greg Barrett's murder.

Greg Barrett is
a different story.

What? What do you know?

Well, I didn't kill him but I might
be able to give you the man who did.

And you're just gonna
give that to me?

You know what? I want you to think
of me as a concerned citizen.

How do you know this?

How do you guys put it? I have
a confidential informant.

Jesus, Kelly.

- What's your play here?
- Listen...

Do you want my help or do you want
to stand around asking questions?

Here.

- Whose address is this?
- Check it out.

I'm not gonna go
to some address you give me.

You're setting me up?

You're a smart girl.
You figure it out.

(PHONE RINGING)

(SIGHS) Hey.

Ethan, I need your help.

- Where are you?
- JENNIFER: Don't touch me.

Jen, what's going on?

There's a gun being held
to my head.

They want Vasily or I'm dead.

Okay, tell me where you are.

Just bring, Vasily, please.

You bring Vasily to me
or she's dead.

Who is this?

If you don't being him to me,

I'm gonna come after you
after I'm gonna kill her.

Call this number
when you're on the way.

- Hey, don't you fucking...
- (LINE DISCONNECTS)

- Is there a problem?
- It's nothing I can't handle.

Mia, I'm not abandoning her.
You hear me?

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

You are going to get
yourself killed.

What is that gonna
achieve then, huh?

You don't owe her.

You know there's no such thing as
absolution for people like us?

What is that supposed to mean?
"People like us"?

You know what I mean.

Maybe people like us are the ones
that should be trying their hardest.

We are dealing with
the Russian mob here, Ethan.

I know who we are
talking about.

You shot one of them,
remember?

Okay.

You care for Jen.

Loyalty is
an admirable quality,

if distinctly over-rated.

Well, I'm glad to hear
you think that way.

Oh, excuse me.

But her uncle
tried to kill me and you

and she helped him.
Are you forgetting that?

She had no choice.

She had a choice
and she didn't choose us!

I sent her to Vasily.
You understand?

I'm the one
that put her in this shit.

Yeah, well, as long as
they're looking for Vasily,

they're not looking for me.

Wow. (CHUCKLES)

Wow.

You're cold, Mia.

- I'm just stating facts.
- Hmm.

Look, this isn't
Fallujah, Ethan.

You can't just break down their
door and go in, guns blazing.

(SIGHS)

You can either help me or not.

It's your choice.

I'm all ears.

You can't just
be showing up, man.

I thought you
enjoyed working for me.

MARLON: I don't work for anyone, Ethan.
Especially not you.

Shit. There I was thinking
maybe we could go

into business together,
Marlon.

Uh-huh. Make this quick.

My lady thinks I'm
bein' helpful around the house.

How well do you know
the Russians?

We did some business together.
Why? This about Marty?

No, they kidnapped the girl
that works for me.

Shit. You're having
a bad day, man.

They want Vasily before
they release her.

Well, we know that
ain't gonna happen.

Suppose I make a play for her?

I'd say you're fucked.

There's gotta be
another way, Marlon.

You got something they want?

If you do, still 50-50
you see your friend again.

She's all I have to trade.

You are a cold blooded
motherfucker.

Maybe. Maybe.

- But I need you.
- I'm busy.

Ten grand busy?

20 grand and
I clear my schedule.

(INHALES) Fine.

(DISTANT SIRENS)

You sure you can trust Kelly?

He's not stupid enough
to send us into an ambush.

Only two things are infinite, the
universe and human stupidity,

I'm not sure about the former.

- Einstein.
- He's my go-to guy.

- No, no. You stay right here.
- Fuck that.

Please sit your ass
in the car.

Don't make me regret
bringing you along.

Hit it.

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

WOMAN: Federal agents!
We have a search warrant.

- AGENT 1: Watch your left.
- LOWRY: Somebody find the lights.

WOMAN: Eyes up, people.

LOWRY: Move it, move it.

WOMAN: On your right.

LOWRY: Come on,
get those lights on.

AGENT 1: Looking for a switch.

I got nothing. You?

LOWRY: Got something
over here.

Didn't I tell you
to stay in the car?

Get forensics.

You still fucking trust him?

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

You still here?

Our John Doe
is one Vasily Anatov.

Prints on the gun match his.

Same caliber as the gun
used to kill Greg Barrett.

Jesus.

You don't give up, do you?

Start talking.

What do you mean?
You called me.

Did you kill him?

(SCOFFS) Come on,
you can't really think that.

Vasily killed Barrett.

And you know that how?

Uh, it's an educated guess.

I delivered for you, Harper.

How did you know
Vasily was dead?

I never said that.
When did I say that?

(SIGHS)

Well, here we are.

Sitting here, having a drink.

You gotta be kidding.

Oh, you don't remember

our little misunderstanding
about the storage locker?

- Oh, a misunderstanding?
- Yeah.

We were speculating about two regular
people having a drink at a bar.

Yeah, I remember.

Oh, here we are.

- I'm not drinking.
- That can be handled.

Excuse me, miss. Can I get a Maker's
Mark? Make it a double and neat.

You're out of
your mind, Kelly.

(CHUCKLES)

Perhaps I am,
Agent Deakins. Perhaps I am.

Oh, it's Ms. Deakins now.

I heard you were suspended.
I'm sorry.

Wow! You're an asshole.

Maybe. Maybe.

But where's it written that an
asshole can't come bearing gifts?

Hmm?

- What are you talking about?
- Well...

You're in the doghouse.

Maybe I can open
the gate for you.

- (SCOFFS) This is bullshit.
- Is it?

- (INHALES)
- (CLEARS THROAT)

You had a win today,
we both know that, right?

I mean, it's not gonna
help you with IA,

it's not gonna
get you your badge back.

But do you know what you need?
You need something bigger.

What if I was to give you
some gangsters? Hmm?

I mean, that is the whole point to
your little task force, isn't it?

- My little task force?
- Mmm-hmm.

Harper. I'm offering
you a big win.

I'm listening.

Looks fantastic.
This is the life, baby.

- You mean that?
- Yeah, I mean it.

'Cause Melanie says a leopard
don't change his spots

and a man
don't change his ways.

Well, Melanie's man
ain't this man.

I was thinking maybe we could take
Eli to the zoo this Saturday.

- Absolutely.
- Yeah?

Yeah, whatever you want.

Okay. Then I'll get Crystal
to watch him

- and maybe we can go dancing?
- Dancing?

- Mmm-hmm.
- What we gonna do, Nae Nae?

We can dance right now.

Come here.

Mmm. I heard our favorite club,
the Cherry is closing down.

Mmm-hmm. There are better
spots than that, baby.

Really? How would
you know that?

You think I've been sitting at home
waiting for you to come back to me?

Yes, I did.

- (LAUGHS)

You know what? You know what?
I should go right now.

I still don't know what
corporate security is.

I make sure that the business
secrets stay secret.

Sounds boring.

Somebody's gotta pay
for those zoo tickets.

- Try not to be too late.
- MARLON: I won't.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Turtle Island.

- Where's that?
- It's in Fiji.

ETHAN: Oh, I know where it is.

I saw it on
the Travel Channel.

You stay in these little huts
in the forest. Private beach.

That's where I want to go
when this is over with.

Just you and me.

Listen, I wanna thank you for doing
what you're doing. I appreciate it.

- You ready?
- Yeah.

You think this is gonna work?

There's only
one way to find out.

Listen, my boy Peaches
used to sling over by 17th.

Peaches? Who do you mean?

Yeah. You know, like, balls.

- Peaches.
- (ETHAN CHUCKLES)

So this junkie...
Stringy blond, blue-eyes,

fine if she ever took a bath.

She wants Peaches to sell her an eight
ball, but she ain't got no cash.

After a little give and take,

she's on her knees
in the alley behind Luther's.

Now the deal was,

she got her eight ball, but she
was supposed to pay Peaches

the full throw the next day.

Once again, ladies, getting on your
knees is complete waste of time.

Well that's just interest.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

MARLON: So he goes
to her crib to collect.

Turns out that she is
Viktor's baby sister.

Now Viktor is one
of our Russian friends.

Viktor plucks out
Peaches' eyeballs on account.

He just wanted to get
what was owed him.

Let me ask you
something Marlon.

Does any of your stories
end up happily?

Just so we all know
what we're facing.

Yeah, this...
This looks like it.

Your weapons.

And I wouldn't try
running if I were you.

Get their weapons.

Hands up. Up, up, up.

Where's the girl?

With Viktor. In the barn.

You fucking liar!

He didn't tell you?
Ignorance is a bliss, friend.

What the fuck is happening?

Just shut up
and listen to what he says.

GRIGORY: Thank you.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Now, let's go to the barn
for exchange.

You're giving me to them?

I had no choice, Mia.

Move.

I can make you very rich.

Keep walking.

Whatever you want,
I can get you.

She said the same thing to me.
Unfortunately, I fell for it.

Who wouldn't?

All the money you want,
I can get you. And more.

- Jesus Christ, Mia.
- Let her talk.

Why be a soldier
when you can be a general?

How would I know
you won't fuck me?

(CHUCKLES) Oh,
she'll fuck you.

And it will almost
be worth it.

Almost?

Keep moving. Get inside.

Follow Nikolai,
get into the barn.

Hey, keep moving.

Not until I see Jen first.

She's okay.

And you're not in position
to negotiate, my friend.

Maybe. But I'm not moving
until I see her.

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

You see?

As good as new.

You okay, Jen?

- Bring her to me.
- No.

No?

No, unfortunately, we don't do
it this way. We take them both.

- Excuse me?
- We take them both.

- That wasn't the deal.
- GRIGORY: No, I know.

But we are fucking the deal.

You can stay,
or you can leave.

That was a joke, my friend.

(SIGHS) You cannot leave,
I'm afraid.

- (GROANS)
- (GASPS)

(WHEEZING)

(GROANING)

Let's go, get up.

(SIRENS WAILING)

Federal Agents!
Drop your weapons!

OFFICER 1: Drop your weapons!

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Cease-fire! Cease-fire!

OFFICER 2: Get your hands up!
Don't move!

Drop your weapons!

OFFICER 3: Drop 'em!

LOWRY: Hands up!
Drop your weapon!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Come here. Let me get you a medic.
Come on.

Took your sweet time, Harper.

MIA: Ethan!

Ethan!

Ethan!

Ethan!

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

Fuck!