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[telephone] The cat prefers blue pajamas.

[telephone repeats in French]

[man repeats in French]

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[telephone] The cat eats pizza on the bus.

[telephone repeats in French]

[man repeats in French]

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[notification signal]

[cell phone rings]

[man] Good morning, Hank. My courier favorite did you have breakfast?

Why we take action.

I clock out in an hour, Iggy. I have an appointment at seven.

Oh, yeah, right.

Just done, I need my superhero American war fighter in top form.

We have a couple of difficult customers this morning

I need all your magic. And no excuses.

- Hey! - There's a lot to cheer up

- and you're my number one money dredger. - Hey, Iggy, okay, clear.

I leave after the appointment. Not a second earlier.

[call signal closed]

Very good, John. Thanks for sharing.

Ladies and gentlemen,

today we have those who have just turned a year without alcohol.

Our Yankee friend.

- [man] Congratulations, Hank. - Thank you.

[man] Great job, man.

[cell phone rings]

- [Hank] Go, Iggy. - Is the meeting concluded?

- Yes. - Great.

- Shall we start the dance? - Ready.

The first delivery?

I really think it's right up your alley.

A key minister which should vote in the council today

on a crucial government decision, seems to have disappeared into thin air.

But my man, Detective Manoa,

He tracked him down at one of those hotels with many beautiful stars.

Cops on the payroll, huh? You move in the world of grown-ups, Iggy.

Why don't you ask your little friend Manoa to take care of it?

But why the government he wants to cover it up. Oh, and, Hank?

- [woman laughs] - You have green light

to do everything you need.

- I'm done with certain methods. - Oh, really?

I have a sheet where it specifically says that the Premier authorizes

to kick his ass if necessary.

I have to go.

["Spirit in the Sky" by Norman Greenbaum]

[Russian man]

Come on. Up, up, up, up, let's go, stand up.

Huh?

I am sorry.

Hold me.

Force.

Let's go.

[Iggy]Next one is about the bird of a High Tech big shot.

- I didn't understand. - That's what it says. Do what he tells you.

Bird, Iggy? Did you say bird?

Here it is. Give it to that bitch of my ex-wife.

It happened to her with the divorce. Watch out for the bitch, becca!

- Becca? - Ok, I was meditating,

- so excuse me, but I have to... - Hey!

- Aren't Animal Control taking care of this? - It's a Queen Bavaria conure.

I mean, what is it? I'm not an expert.

It is a bird that risks disappearing.

Meaning it's illegal?

I'm saying it's worth a fortune.

[screaming] Or I gave them this fucking parrot...

- Or the Bentley. Hi buddy. - But...

Namaste.

Namaste.

Okay.

- [woman] What do you want? - Ah... I have your parakeet here.

Tell Daryl I don't want that bird, I want the Bentley!

I'm not giving you the Bentley!

I don't want your cock!

- Can I... - I know, I had to get in line, bitch!

I wouldn't touch you, I were the last being in the world!

Oh yes? I'd get a porcupine rather than you!

- Stick that dick in your ass! - Tell me I have to be a parrot!

- Kill him! - Keep it!

[grills]

[dial tone]

- Hi, Hank. - Hello, Mon.

What's happening?

Oh, I just wanted...

I called you to tell you...

that I received the coin for a sober year.

And I just wanted...

I wanted to tell you.

Oh.

Well, that's... That's good news, Hank.

You are committed to this goal.

Yes, um...

- [baby crying] - Love! Come here...

Come to mother.

- [baby crying] - Shhh...

- Good job... - How are you?

Well, apart from the sleepless nights.

I don't remember it ever being like this for the two of us with Isabel.

She was always like this...

- Don't worry? - Yes.

- [door opening] - Look, Josh is back.

I have to go. Congratulations, Hank, I'm...

- I'm happy for you. - [call signal closed]

[Hank snorts]

[cell phone rings]

- [call tone accepted] - Iggy, would you let me eat in peace?

I'm sorry, man, it's over my head and with a matter to be dealt with quickly

and which will yield a lot, so I would move my ass.

It should be a walk in the park anyway.

- Go, I'm listening. - Ok.

As we speak, there is a private jet arriving in Brisbane from Honolulu,

with a medical package on board extremely delicate.

What you have to do is go to pick him up at three sharp.

Not a second later, Hank, and from there you go straight to Albany Creek.

- What do you mean by medical package? - [grills]

["Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress" of the Hollies]

[man] No, wait, make a stopover in one of the most beautiful coasts ever

- and you don't have any plans? - No, in fact.

Absurd! Listen, I get it that the ink is still wet

and divorce may now seem like an end to you, but you must see it as a beginning instead.

Audrey, believe me, I have three under my belt. You'll love it!

- I promise you. But you have to go out there! - I don't know, Ben.

Room Service and early bed I find them more than perfect now.

No, I can't let you do that.

Sounds like a defeat. I want a victory for you.

Hey, you know what? Once this delivery has been made,

I'll be back here in Brisbane soon and let's go out together.

You shouldn't have seen the Great Barrier Reef?

I've seen it before. And then to help who flounders, you must have fluid plans.

[laugh]

And there is a splendid fish restaurant

which has these little Angasi oysters which are divine

and they pair up with a Tasmanian Chardonnay

that you feel like you're blind after you drink it.

- Wow, you're a foodie! - Not a gourmet, I'm a bon vivant.

A big difference.

What do you say, then?

Okay. I'm in.

Yes! There is! Perfect!

See you on the way back. And listen...

a mother and her daughter they say thank you to all of you.

- We are the heroes today. Hey there! - [man] Hello, welcome to Brisbane.

How is it going? Thanks, it's nice to be here.

Let's begin!

[woman] So, in summary, does not live in the air,

in the sea or on land, but it can travel through all three.

And are you sure it's not...

- a flying monkey with gills? - I'm sure.

It has wings, though.

How big?

[woman gasps]

Wow!

Mom, I'm tired.

Yes sweetie.

Rest now, yes?

Kate... Can I talk to you?

So, they called me from Kuakini Medical Center in Honolulu.

I didn't want to tell her anything until I was sure,

but now I am.

We have a compatibility.

The liver had to arrive right here at the Gold Coast,

but the flight was diverted to Brisbane, where a private courier,

which they assured me of maximum reliability,

he will pick him up and bring him to us.

[phone] Imagine may your throat be a garbage disposal.

And now say: "Rouge."

[marking the "R"] Rouge, rouge...

["Go Go" by Charlie Nguyen Kim and Jason Wyatt]

[Ben] Hank?

You're Hank, right? I knew it.

Typical closet man name.

Here you go. How are we doing? Ben Bishop.

- I see you're already ready. - Certain.

I'll take care of it, Mr. Bishop.

Call me Ben. Mr. Bishop was my father.

Clear. Can I have it?

- But it's me. - What are you talking about?

You deliver me and I deliver this thing.

This is a cutting edge system

for the preservation of the organ at controlled temperature.

Hermano, this is not a FedEx package.

So today you are basically the courier which the courier delivers. Is everything clear?

- Not exactly. - Okay, faster than a quickie.

You have it with you one of those smart-things, right?

Let's set an alert half way through the scheduled time

and one towards the end. Halfway we call the hospital

and we inform them that we will be there for five o'clock

and we will lower it pressure on everyone.

The only one who has it in the stars is her.

- Probably. - Yes.

- It happens to me when I'm excited. - We'll be there in 15 minutes.

Fifteen minutes for the Gold Coast Hospital?

- No, I was told Albany Creek. - No. What...

Ok, thank God I'm here. Let me be clear, I'm not mad at you,

but it happens that people he starts playing with his phone.

One says Beverly Boulevard, that other one says Beverly Drive...

- No, I was told... - ...and everything gets messed up. It's simple.

- ...Albany Creek. - Gold Coast Hospital.

Let me do my job, so you do yours.

So, do you want me in front or behind?

You want me after you, right? So I don't invade your space.

Okay. But, hey, don't be surprised

if you then come and pray to me to sit in the place of the dead.

I won't do it anyway, because I see myself much better behind.

[Hank snorts]

Um... Hank?

- You already have a passenger back here. - [grills]

- It's a long story. - I bet.

Well, I love long stories.

HI!

Why is five the magic number?

Well, actually, 5:45 is the magic number,

but I said five just to have a little breathing room.

You see, organs have a survival window

and since we're coming from Honolulu,

we're already a little behind the times, but everything is ok.

[Hank] What happens after 5:45?

After 5:45, the possibilities that the body accepts the organ are...

Well, it's more complicated.

Hey, does this ever happen to you that you are at such a level of tiredness

that you become kind of overexcited? That's how I am now.

Not much of a talker, huh?

No.

This will be a little problem.

Yes, no, because I... I can't help but talk.

Why don't we do this?

I stop, I reduce the level a little,

you raise it a little and we meet in the middle. How does that sound to you?

- I don't want to be rude... - My first ex-wife

he said you can divide the world in two different groups.

Group one: swallow the words by Ben Bishop as Kool Aid.

Glu, glut, glut... And then, that other one?

Too much sugar. Yes, you start to feel sick.

You perhaps belong to group number two.

It's a little early to say, but it doesn't do anything.

This is where the ex ended the conversation.

- But guess what? I will conquer you. - [cell phone rings]

- Look, Mr. Bishop... - Call from Iggy.

- Yes? - [Iggy] Update me.

- I collected both. - Both?

- Yes, even the doctor, Ben Bishop. - Who the fuck is Ben Bishop, Hank?

You just had to pick up a package.

- He's the package. - Complete package.

He brings the organ, I bring him.

You organized, I don't have to explain it to you.

Okay, fine. Um... Where are you now?

- I told you, I'm on the street. - No, specifically, Hank.

- Where are you specifically? - In the CLEM7 gallery.

CLEM7? What are you doing in CLEM7?

- You should be on the M1! - Hey, calm down.

The address you gave me is wrong. Okay? Let's go to Gold Coast Hospital.

- We're headed there. What's the problem? - Go to the fucking address I gave you

- enough with the bullshit! - Hey! Hey, Iggy!

Talk about the complete package.

With due respect, I'm in charge here today, okay?

The address is not in question. Yours was wrong and we fixed it.

- Problem solved, received? - Um... Ok, listen, I have to go.

Just keep the phone close, Hank. You've got a fortune in that car.

Sorry, what did you say?

Well, that Iggy of yours is a hot-tempered fellow.

Change of plan. We have to go.

Ok, so far so good, which allows us to take a step back

and hear the story of the bird, since we have all the time.

Do you mind if I eat first?

- You speak better with a full stomach. - Yes, I agree too.

What sandwich do you have on hand?

- Croque-monsieur. - Oh, a French sandwich!

And you're learning French, something unusual.

Are you by any chance a Francophile?

- How do you know that I study French? - For that app, on your phone.

- Peekaboo! - But you...

Hey, did you hear?

I mean, he knows... He knows how to talk!

Did you teach him to speak? Huh?

- Say it again. Peekaboo! - Peekaboo!

The best day of my life!

We could make some money with him. Does it have a name?

- Let's call it Spirit. Spirit, again! - Peekaboo!

- Do you want to stop back there? - Okay, okay.

Okay. Spirit, come on, behave yourself.

[Ben] Ok, uncle says stop playing.

[Ben] Brisbane.

Very nice.

With the river passing in the middle.

Ok, you haven't answered the question yet. So, are you a Francophile?

- Why do you keep asking me that? - Well, you study French,

which in itself is unusual, since you are in Australia.

Feeling a bit like Napoleon, right? A giant size Napoleon.

The little girl in the parasol does it have anything to do with this?

Enough, Mr. Bishop.

- Ben. Call me Ben. - Ninth! Mr. Bishop!

I don't know her, okay? And to be completely honest...

Oh, fuck!

What happens?

I'll ask you a question.

How much is one of those worth? on the black market?

- Why do you ask me something like that? - Answer, please.

Well, if you are desperate to this extent

and you have the money for this liver in particular?

- A million, maybe. - A million?

Well, in short, it's...

Donor and recipient have the rarest blood type on the planet,

RH null, called "golden blood".

If there are 50 or 60 in the world to walk around with that blood,

it is priceless.

But, Hank, I don't like him very much this conversation.

Where do you want to go with this?

Okay.

Do you know how the donor died?

- No. And I repeat: where do you want to go... - Answer.

I...

I can look online, on the Godspeed database.

What is it?

Homocide.

Don't turn around now and stay calm.

Why?

[Hank] I think who killed that guy follow us now.

- What are you talking about? - I want you to listen to me, Ben.

- Do what I say. - No, sorry...

Pick up the phone, you use the video camera, reverse the lens.

When the car behind us approaches, take a photo of the license plate.

- Is everything clear? - But...

I'll take a detour to the center.

Okay, he's behind us.

I see it.

Have you seen this? There is a second car,

- right behind us. - Calm down. I saw her.

Ok, it didn't turn. It's just one.

[man] Hey, what's your head telling you, can we know?

I'm talking to you, beautiful mother! What the fuck are you doing?

- You can't stop there! Remove the van! - Hank, what do we do?

- Take that photo. - [man] You're blocking traffic!

I have it.

Well.

[man] Hey, idiot!

My heartbeat has jumped.

Jet lag effect eliminated. I'm more than awake.

Apparently, fear works wonders for jet lag.

Hey!

What do we do now?

Stay calm.

Do you also see what I see?

[Hank] Yes, I see them.

Guns! They have guns!

[Hank] Stay calm.

- Are you calm? - Exact.

That's what they say when everything is about to go to shit!

In reality, it means "pray." In reality, it means "we're screwed"!

It's not that I feel very calm with death waiting there and here too.

[Hank] Ben.

Keep your hand on the container.

- And hold the cage if you can. - What?

- Go, go, go! - Peekaboo!

Let's go, let's go!

- Hey, Julie. - Tell me, Kate.

I don't remember when should they call back.

The doctor says that the courier he will call back when he is halfway there.

And how much longer now?

I looked at my phone so many times I don't know what I'm looking at anymore.

We're waiting, Kate, okay?

I am sorry. But we'll let you know as soon as we have news.

Agree? I promise you.

Since the liver was harvested when he arrived in this car,

they bribed someone.

How many know what you have and where are you headed?

Um... I don't know.

Christ!

I need you to pull over, I have to go out. I can't breathe.

This is not the time to lose control.

- No, I just want to go down. - We can't get out of the car, Ben, okay?

- Okay. - Take a deep breath.

- Yes. - Don't panic.

- I'm not panicking. - It seems to me...

- I'm metabolizing. - ...that you're panicking.

- Take back control. - It means: let me fucking get off!

- Shit! - What is it now?

[Hank] Don't worry. Hand on chest and breathe.

I want you to think.

Think about the people who know. Count them.

Okay, between... Between the surgeon, the flight attendant and the pilots, 12.

Oh, no, with... With you two, maybe 14.

- Who are we two? - You and your partner.

- [cell phone rings] - [tyres screeching]

Hey! Hey... This, maybe, it's more of a one-person job and that's it.

It looks like you're capable and, I mean, I don't want to slow you down.

Probably, I exaggerated about the complications.

- After all, it's a cooler. - Peekaboo!

[Ben] You hand it over, give him the code, end. Leave me there, later.

- I find the way again on my own. - [cell phone rings]

- [cell phone rings] - Did you hear me? Hey, are you listening to me?

- How long will it take you to respond? - Iggy, listen...

No. You have an idea How pissed off are those guys?

You made a huge mistake, Hank.

They want you to pull over while I wait for them...

Shut your mouth and listen to me, okay? We have a problem here.

- Hey! - What is it?

I don't know who they are these "they" to which he refers.

Hank?

- Hank? - [Hank] What do you mean?

The hospital has my number. They're waiting for my call, not yours.

- Are you sure they wouldn't call him? - They don't have the number.

- Hank, what the fuck! - Iggy, I'll call you back in a second.

- Don't joke... - [call signal closed]

- Continue. - There is no gray area.

All communications they pass through me legally,

once the package is in transit. It works like this.

[woman] Come on.

Greetings. Sorry to bother you, Doctor.

I know at some point the courier he should call, it's just...

- Yes, well, here... - Sure, I understand.

Yes, there is no possibility of...

To call us the courier and... And verify?

Make sure everything is ok?

It would make me feel so much better.

Um... Of course. Of course.

- Let me look up your number. - A thousand thanks.

[cell phone rings]

- Hank! - I'm here, Iggy.

Oh, I swear if you try to attack again, I...

You what? Come on, you what?

- Pull the car over, Hank! I beg you! - [cell phone rings]

[Hank] You're not a criminal.

- Are they listening to us now? - Yes.

And I need you to listen to me.

Hank... Hank?

[moans]

- Hank... - Iggy?

Iggy?

[man] You just had to roll down the window and pass me the container

and you would never see me again.

But it's a new world now, don't you think...

Hank Malone?

You're a former soldier, right?

The handsome American macho in the desert.

So you know how fast shit goes it can get out of control.

[dial tone]

You're not Australian either, are you?

But don't tell me! What betrayed me?

Your shitty attitude. Everyone here is very kind.

And then you have an asshole voice.

I can be kind, if you are too.

Let's flirt again or explain to me the rules of the new world?

Quickly said: pull the Land Cruiser over

and give me what I want otherwise I'll kill him.

How about classic countdown?

- [cell phone rings] - What do you think, Iggy?

We give it to your courier the chance to do the right thing

- so no one gets hurt. - Hey... I have to answer.

- [Iggy] Dude, please! I beg you! - Who is it going to?

- Who's going to what? - That fucking guts, Ben!

- [man] Hello? - To a little girl.

- What? - Yes, a little girl.

[Ben] He's seven years old. Her name is Ellie Baker.

He has a rare, aggressive form of cancer to the liver, he's eating it.

- [man] I take your silence as a yes. - How long has she been ill?

Since he was four years old. If you don't get it today, it's over.

She won't make it, she will die.

[man] Three...

- I'm sorry, Iggy. - [man] Two...

- Hey! Careful! - [horn]

Peekaboo!

[man] One...

[shot]

[man] Here's your boss.

Are you taking me seriously now, Hank Malone?

[horn]

[engine ignition noise]

"In life, whoever has, eats.

Whoever doesn't have, licks the plate.

I'm here licking the plate.

- Do you agree?" - Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing?

- You didn't get the liver in Honolulu. - I'm talking to you, asshole!

- Am I right? - Hey!

- Damian... Don't worry. - Roll down the window! Come out!

Damian, por favor.

Now I'm forced to depend from these sons of bitches because of you.

- Do you agree? - Damian...

You messed everything up.

However, they were only rhetorical questions.

Throw that shit out of my car.

Who... Who the hell is that?

[Hank] I think he belongs to a cartel.

Sign? Ah...

You say a sign-sign like Pablo Escobar? That sign?

Escobar died 40 years ago, but yes, something similar.

What does a sign do to us in Queensland, Australia?

I don't know, they must have heard which is the best for diving.

- [cell phone rings] - Ah, well, it's the hospital.

This is Ben Bishop.

Ah... Mr. Bishop,

I'm Meredith Ainsley, of the Gold Coast Hospital.

- I have a very anxious mother here who... - Yes, ok, Meredith...

- Listen, is your mother there with you? - It's here.

Maybe it's time for you to leave the room during the conversation.

Um, okay. They tell me everything It's going smoothly, Kate.

Go back to Ellie.

The courier's name is Ben, He seems like a nice guy.

- Are you sure that's all... - Absolutely.

Now I have to discuss of some technical details.

Go back to your favorite patient of the department, okay?

Thank you.

[door closing]

What's going on, Ben?

So, several men, we don't know who, they started following us from the airport

and they want what we have. And they want it at any cost!

Ready? Meredith?

- Um... Sorry, Ben. Yes, um... - Listen.

I don't know how they found out about the package it was expected for today, but that's how it is.

[cell phone rings]

It's him.

Why aren't you here?

Nobody told me that the courier was a Navy Seal.

But don't worry, I'm taking care of it.

So you brought me on the other side of the world

to fail yet another promise?

Your father was the same.

A lot of chatter and so nothing.

It's not the same, mom...

Don't you dare finish that sentence!

Prove to me you're not him for once!

Let me talk to the doctor.

- Ready? - Listen to me carefully.

If you let something happen to her while I'm away,

I'll rip your guts out, I'll rip out your liver

and I feed it to your children tonight.

- Is everything clear? - Yes.

Okay, why don't we call the police?

If I'm from the cartel, they hired local labour.

- What? - Which means Infractores.

Infractores means corrupt police.

- You can only trust me. - Let's go! No, stop...

Wait, I mean, who... What... What are Infractores?

A gang that hangs you by the testicles, if you don't make them happy.

I mean, why do you have to tell me things like that?

You asked me, Ben.

Yes, and you know I'm at my limit right now! Too much information all at once, okay?

Let me take you to page one from Ben Bishop's scorecard:

unsuitable subject to be hung by the testicles, okay?

- So we need a plan. Do you have one? - I'm working on it.

- We need more! - Are you rushing me?

- There's a deadline, they're counting on us. - And what am I doing?

- Do you want to drive? Come forward! - [Ben] No, I want...

- Do you like driving from there? - Look at the road!

- Force! Can you do better? - Don't get distracted! We don't want accidents.

- You drive! - I don't know how to drive on the left...

[crowd gasps]

[woman] Call someone!

Hey, are you okay?

No, I would say not at all!

[crowd murmurs]

You said you wanted to come down, right?

Fuck!

- Come on, come on. - Okay.

- Hold onto the container and stay down! - Yes.

[crowd shouts]

- Peekaboo! - Spirit!

Fuck!

- It's five o'clock. - Okay.

How sturdy is the container?

A shot can handle it, but not a bullet.

Ok... Ok!

I'll take care of it.

Hank Malone?

I think we started with...

Erm... How do you say: "Pé errado"?

[quietly] Son of a bitch!

I know what you mean: "Wrong foot", amigo!

Wrong foot!

Yes!

[softly] Fuck!

I want it to be on the right foot. You and me!

[softly] Back.

It's preferable, isn't it?

Um... Hey! We want to get started putting the guns away?

Uhhh! Guns away...

Okay.

Guns away.

Guns away.

- You know, Iggy spoke very highly of you. - [Hank] Nice of you!

He called you his...

His gentle giant!

[Damian] So you'll agree if we take that thing...

with kindness.

Oh, sure.

- [quietly] What are you doing? Hank? - A pat on the back and a beer.

[Damian] What do you care?

A whore you don't know Do you have a "bad" day?

What do you care?

And why do you care?

For the million?

That's why, I know.

You don't know anything!

[indistinct noise]

Don't make me kill any more little ones innocent today, gentle giant!

[Hank] Oh, no.

We don't want anyone else to die today.

- [softly] But... - This story only brings trouble.

- [softly] The container! - What?

- Give me here! - No.

- Give it to me. - Hey! Hey! No!

- Damn it, no! - Give me here!

Okay!

There he is! Do you see it?

Now I'll leave it here.

It's all yours.

- I like you like that. - [Hank] We slowly back away.

And no one will get hurt.

Son of a bitch!

You weren't so kind, you ugly sack of shit!

["Motor City Madhouse" by Ted Nugent]

This way, come!

Stopped!

[crowd shouts]

Hank!

Give me the fucking thing!

Tell him we got it...

[shouts]

Stay on the ground! The container!

- [shouts] - [man] Take the container!

Son of a bitch!

[shouts]

[man] The container!

Leave her!

[shouts]

[shouts]

[shouts]

He shot me in the ass!

I say it for him: very incorrect.

- Let's go. - [crowd shouts]

- Wait, stop! I have to do something. - What happens?

- I have to take this off. Ok... - Come on! Do you have to do it right now?

- Yes, I can't breathe! - [engine roar]

- [Hank] Over here! - What is it?

I'm here somewhere.

Yes...

- [girl screams] - Over here!

[engine ignition noise]

Iggy, what the fuck!

Yes, perfect. Let's go!

[beep]

Shit!

I'm in the car.

Let's go!

We'll never make it on foot!

This can't work!

Hey!

Let's go!

I know who can help us.

It's five minutes from here.

- Where are they? - [gasps]

Where the fuck are they?

I don't know who you're talking about, man!

Son of a bitch!

Hey...

I know it's not what you had in mind, so if you want to give up, now is the time.

Give up? Ben Bishop can't give up now!

Not after experiencing the hardest part, it doesn't exist! We are both heroes today.

Knock.

- What do I look like? - What do you mean? Are you OK.

- Yes, you have some blood... - You look like a madman. Me too?

- Tuck your shirt inside. - Put it on? We are stained with blood.

- [woman] I'll wait for you outside! - How dirty...

- Hank? - Mon.

What are you doing here?

Are you going out?

Yes, let's go for a walk.

- Okay. - Um...

Hello.

- HI. I'm Monica. - She's...

- I'm Hank's ex-wife. - HI. Much pleasure.

Oh! Ok...

I'm Ben Bishop, a good friend of Hank's

and yes, as you can see, we are in a somewhat complicated situation.

It's crazy, when you think about it.

- It was all... - Oh! You're Hank's sponsor, right?

- How? No! - Oh, no, no, no. I'm not his sponsor.

A kind of mentor, if you will, but it has nothing to do with the recovery process.

- I explained a few things to him. - Here we are, ready to go.

- Hey, Hank! How is it going? - Great, Josh.

- Safe? - Yes, I'm fine.

-Ben Bishop. How is it going? Greetings. - Hey. Hello, Josh.

Hi, Josh. And who is this little man?

[Josh] This little guy is Jack.

- Say, "Hi," Jack. - [Ben] Hi. Hey, that's cute!

- Is that a Garuba Garuba? - Yes.

Wow! It's worth a lot.

-How did you get your hands on it? - Can anyone explain to me what's happening?

- Um... - Well, I don't know about the parrot.

Hank didn't tell me that part of the story.

Too long, apparently but the rest is simple.

There is a little girl who is very sick at the Gold Coast Children Hospital

and this gentleman, your husband, ex-husband, the hero,

it's carrying me so that I can bring you a new liver

and we need a car.

And also some sunscreen, if you have it,

because I left it in Hank's car and that's on fire.

He blew it up.

It was a diversion.

Yes. Okay.

- [Josh] Um... - Um... Yes.

Yes, yes, yes, of course. Yes.

- No, sorry, we don't have a car. - Not at the moment.

- We were going to get her. - Where's the car?

We left her at the Concert Hall in Bundall last night.

- In Bundall? - There was a party, we drank

- and we couldn't drive. - Well done, that's how it's done.

You can go there and get it, okay?

- Yes? The keys. - Oh, yes, I have them here, here they are.

Um... I'll get you some sunscreen.

- Yes? - Yes please.

The world is absurd, huh?

Oh! I'll leave you alone.

Can I see the coin?

Oh...

Yes.

I put it...

A great day.

A great year.

She would be...

She would have been so proud of you.

That's what I hope.

[Josh] Found it!

Ah, great! Thanks, Josh.

- And thank you, Monica. - Here it is. Forget about it.

And above all, thank you, Jack. And who knows...

maybe we'll have dinner together sometime.

- Um... - [Ben] Okay.

We have to move.

Oh, hey, um... This bird is worth a small fortune.

It can be useful for the fund for Jack's college.

I don't know what to say.

- You don't have to say anything. - Peekaboo!

Hey, look at this.

Peekaboo!

It kills me every time. It's incredible.

It's called Spirit.

It's a yellow car, you can't go wrong. For the Concert Hall it's a journey.

- How? - A trip?

- It's a nice walk. - How long?

But do you know? Don't worry, I have what it takes.

[Kate] So, let's recap...

can travel through the air, on land and in the sea.

It has wings, but it is not a flying monkey with gills.

And it's this big.

You can ask another question to be able to guess.

[sighs]

Is it real or imaginary?

I do not know.

You've put mom in trouble again.

Can you tell me?

An angel.

[accelerated beep]

Help! Please!

It started bleeding! What happens?

Reply! What happens?

We're moving her to intensive care.

[woman on speaker] Code Blue.

Dr. Ainsley in Intensive Care.

- Oh God! Will he die? - He's stable at the moment.

- Kate. - Julie, what are you doing?

Come, come in. Close the door.

I know it sounds like it incredibly unprofessional,

but after Ainsley he spoke to the courier,

I heard her arguing in an excited way with someone.

I don't know, but she was really upset.

I came to know more, but she was gone.

So I entered and yes, I thought I'd look...

Search for what?

The courier number and call him.

- Yes, let's do it. - So let's see.

- [Hank] I feel you looking at me. - No, I mean... Yes.

I mean, the Hank Malone puzzle

it's finally starting to come together, it seems obvious to me.

You liked them, huh?

How can they not like it? They are incredible!

Overall, Josh is a great guy!

- It's all appearance. - Come on, it's wonderful.

Witty, in a way.

That is, if this is only appearance, you should become one too.

So this is how it feels in group two?

[laughs] Oh, yes.

- [cell phone rings] - Wait, phone, phone.

- It's also beautiful, for that matter. - Traitor.

- Ready? - [Kate] Ben Bishop, the medical courier?

Ben, talk, but walk.

- Yes, excuse me, who is speaking? - My name is Kate Baker.

I'm the mother and I'm going crazy. I want to know if there's something wrong.

- How did you get this number, Kate? - Just tell me if there's something wrong!

No, I... Look, I understand your concern, Kate,

but is the doctor there? There is a protocol

- and I can only speak to the surgeon... - Kate!

- ...in charge of the procedure. - Ah, sorry.

- Julie! - Ready?

- Who are you talking to? Attacks. - [Kate] No! No!

Not until she's honest with me.

Ben, it's on speaker, start talking.

Ben, I'm Dr. Ainsley, just talk.

[sighs] Okay, listen, there were...

Yes, there were bad guys, we don't know who they were,

but they gave us problems.

How problems? What does it mean?

They want what we have.

Kate, his daughter He has "golden blood" and is...

It is obvious that on the black market this makes the liver

- very precious for those who need it. - [Hank] Give me the phone.

Kate, I'm Hank Malone.

I'm Ben's driver and I need you to trust us.

[Hank] I know he's scared now, but I want you to know this:

I'm not a man who gives up with certain people, okay?

I can sign it.

Nothing in the world will stop us to get to her.

[Hank] Do you understand?

- Yes. - [Hank] Okay.

We're going to get a car in Bundall,

after that we come straight to you.

We'll be there in 40 minutes.

- [Hank] You can find us at this number. - [call signal closed]

Kate, you'll have to excuse me if I wasn't transparent with her.

I didn't want to scare her more than it already was.

And they assured me that everything was under control.

Julie said she heard it argue with someone on the phone

right after talking to Ben.

Um, what exactly do you want to ask me?

Ah...

Sure.

Well, if you care to know, I was talking

with the director of the International Transplant Center

asking him exactly how the hell did that happen

that such a situation could have even just been created!

And maybe I raised my voice a little?

You can swear I did.

Um... I got this one after they tore up our car.

I figured you cared.

The final piece of the puzzle.

- Can I see it? - You already did.

I barely even glanced at her, they were shooting at us! Let's go!

Let me see.

But look at that beautiful face!

- Is this a school photo? - Okay, that's enough.

- Let's move. - Oh...

It's not that I'm asking a Shakespearean monologue,

just give me Hank's version.

Why are you interested?

Because I'm curious.

I care about you. I probably won't see you again.

It would be nice to know something other than that

that ugly mug always ready to fight.

I met Monica at a base in Germany.

We fell in love, she was born.

I was sent to Afghanistan.

I've done things I don't want to remember.

I'm back that I was an alcoholic asshole.

My daughter Isabel got sick.

Leukemia.

It was as if I wasn't there.

I was drunk the day she died.

I followed Monica here,

I tried again and failed miserably.

It was obvious.

End.

So now the mission is to stay sober

and do all the good things that Isabel loved,

because obviously she's the Francophile.

Ever since he saw that...

That movie about the chef mouse,

she started dressing as a cook

and to cook French.

We were supposed to go on a father-daughter trip in Paris, but...

here...

That's all.

[engine roar]

Giant asshole.

- [woman] Triple zero. What is the emergency? - Stop flirting.

How did you find us? I dropped the phone.

Well, I've got eyes all over the fucking city.

Hey, let's go!

Don't move a muscle, asshole.

[container] Access denied.

Hey, buddy.

Everything OK?

I've had better days.

I would see myself more with a plate of oysters, a frozen Chardonnay

and a nice girl, actually, so...

I would say that we share the same passions.

Better days, yes.

So let's simplify things and maybe you'll have your own oysters. Huh?

[Damian] Me and my family Let's lay down the law here now, so...

the code.

Por favor?

No.

No?

I cannot.

I'm counting to three, you son of a bitch!

- Then I'll blow his brains out! - [Ben] Wait!

- Ben, don't talk! - [Damian] Shut up!

- One... - Let him shoot me!

- No! - Two...

- Shoot me! - Wait!

- Three! - [mermaids]

Fuck!

Someone called assholes!

He comes with us.

Think about the cops. Hang this bastard from a bridge.

[speaker] Drop your weapons!

Too bad I won't be here to celebrate my birthday with you on Monday!

- Get in! - I'm 60!

- Godspeed, champion! - [Damian] Move!

- [Damian] Come on! - [Ben] Godspeed!

This isn't how it ends.

[man] Go!

Okay. Okay, hang me from a bridge.

You can count on it.

Ok, ok... I get it, yes.

- [Hank] I'm going. - Move!

[fight verses]

[shots]

Godspeed... Godspeed.

Okay.

Okay. He turns 60.

So, 26, 66.

Monday. Eleven... No, zero four.

Eleven, 19, 66.

Ben, you great genius, son of a bitch.

We need to work on passwords.

[mermaids]

[dial tone]

Anti-crime, detective Manoa.

Hey, detective, I'm Hank Malone, I work with Iggy.

He said he would help me.

Ah, Iggy's American friend. What do you need?

- A license plate number. - Ok.

- Shall I go? - Go, shoot.

Kilo Three Bravo Romeo One Five.

Wait. K3BR15?

- Yes, exactly. - I'll have a stroke!

- What is it? - It is registered to an address

for which we have been asking for a mandate for months.

We think it's a base of operations by Donna Zaldivar.

Ever heard this name?

No, never. Who is?

He is the head of the largest cartel of drugs in Colombia.

Monitor all traffic of drugs in Australia.

- Do you have a son by any chance? - Yes.

Damian Zaldivar. A fucking fool, perhaps even worse than the mother.

- Tell Iggy to watch out for that. - Sure.

Thank you, detectives.

Come out!

Go clean up and see our faces are not on the news tonight.

I'll take care of it.

Let's go.

Hey, Grooty.

Come with me. Move.

[man] Come on, come on.

[man] Okay, guys, stop everything!

Did you see, mom?

There he is.

Is this for your mother?

Money is not the only motive.

Can I have the code now?

Please?

There's another mother I have to think about.

I understand.

Mmm...

Come, let's go and think over there. Come on.

[Damian] These...

- Amazing. - No, wait...

- Shall we start? - No.

- So, will you tell me? - I...

Close the gate!

["Kickstart My Heart" by Mötley Crüe]

[shot]

[man] Where the fuck is he?

- It's my ride! - [man] Crap!

- Machetes! - Fuck you!

Uhhh!

[shouts]

- Are you okay? - [Ben] No!

Hey! Can you free me?

I'm working on it.

[man] Go around! Go from behind!

Next time you ask me if I want to give up,

- the answer is yes, absolutely yes! - [man] Go, go!

- [man] The ammunition? - I asked you.

[Donna Zaldivar] Damian!

The container!

[man] I'm out of fucking ammo!

- You said you'd take care of it. - Yes.

- You said it. - I know what I said!

- Shut your mouth! - [man] Go get the magazines!

It's rush hour. We have to hurry.

Ben, will you help me or not?

Sorry, but my hands are literally tied!

Why didn't you say so right away?

[Ben gasps]

You are a disgrace for your whole family.

[shots]

[man] Come on!

Hank!

The container!

I like you so much, Ben!

- I have to go. - Wait, go where?

Don't die.

Ah...

I should have given up.

[jangling]

[jangling]

[Damian] I tried to be a reasonable man, isn't he?

Maybe I didn't look to be reasonable?

[Damian] We're running out of time! The liver will be useless!

What a waste that would be, right?

All this violence and little Ellie Baker dies anyway.

[jangling]

[Damian] Let's not waste it.

Fucking giant!

No, that won't happen.

[shot]

[Hank] We have to hurry.

I was afraid you wouldn't be able to to figure out the password.

- Why? - Well, in short, a lot of arithmetic.

[cell phone rings]

Yes, tell me.

Make a U-turn.

I'm in one of your Land Rovers.

- They are going to the hospital. - Yes, received.

- [alarm clock] - [Hank] The Last Timer.

- [Ben gasps] - Oh, fuck! Ben, the timer.

Well, the timer!

- Oh, no, no, no... - Did they hit me?

- Oh, God! - I think they caught me.

- Turn around, bend forward. - What?

- I have to see if the bullet came out. - What...

[Ben moans]

- Oh God... - [horn]

So, is it out?

- No. - It's not good, no.

We have to stop the bleeding and call an ambulance.

- We have to pull over. - No, drive!

[radio] Look out, they're headed to the hospital on one of our Rovers.

They can't screw us just because I was stupid enough to get caught.

- Guide. - I won't let you die.

- Who said anything about dying? - Drive, let's go!

[container] Internal temperature too high. Intervene.

What happens now?

- [Ben] No! No! - Isn't there a button to press?

No, it's the coolant. I said it which was not bulletproof.

- Did they hit him? - If it reaches nine it's no longer needed.

- How much time do we have left? - Listen to me, we have ten minutes.

- No, that's not possible. - What?

We'll never make it.

- No. - That goes for you too. I have to pull over.

[radio] News from the hospital liaison?

[man on radio] I need it localization.

That's why they knew that we were going to Bundall.

Um... the nearest petrol station!

- [container] Internal temperature... - I fucking know!

Ben is injured. I need some ice! I need...

Damn, I need time. More time. Um...

I have to call Kate.

[cell phone rings]

- Ben? - Hey, Kate. I'm Hank Malone.

I know I made you a promise and I want to keep that promise,

- but you have to help me, I need a favor. - Okay.

I'll give you my location and the description of the car.

You will give this information to Dr. Ainsley and her staff.

Here's what I want you to do. Stay nearby

and see if anyone call immediately afterwards.

- Can you do it? - Okay.

We will be in front of the Tambourine church, near Main Road.

In a black Land Rover.

- Hey, Ben. Stay with me! - [container] Internal temperature...

Ben, talk to me!

Now you want me to talk.

A turning point!

You finally got into group one.

Remind me again what group one is.

You swallow Ben Bishop's words like Kool AId.

I'll tell you something...

- You're almost starting to convince me. - Almost?

I... I just saved your ass in there!

What else should I do?

Don't die?

I won't die in Australia.

[notification signal]

[radio] The church of Tambourine. Close to the 95.

I'm at the church.

Route 95, in Tambourine!

We're almost there, Ben. Stay with me.

Call an ambulance. Get it to the back.

On the back, right?

Serious gunshot wound.

And then bring some ice! Move!

Okay. Ok...

[container] Internal temperature too high. Intervene.

Here it is. Lie down.

Let me see.

Press here with your hand. You have to push, Ben.

Keep applying pressure, okay? Huh?

[boy] Hurry, he's in bad shape. He has a gunshot wound.

- Come on, Kate, call me. - Yes. Quickly, please. Stupid...

- What happened to that ice? - No, please.

- Ice! - Certain.

[Ben gasps]

Tell me about that parrot.

Spirit. You said there was a story.

Someone full of money was trying to give it to his ex. She didn't want it.

I would have given it to Animal Protection, but then I had to come and get you.

I didn't have time, so... I kept it with me.

Is that all?

- I didn't say it was a good story. - But you said it was a long story.

It makes you think of something, yes, interesting.

Instead it was short, bally...

So... will I tell you again? I'll take my time, maybe.

- Do I use more adjectives? - Yes, tell it again.

- Are you ready? - Yes. Take your time.

Because she doesn't want... [Ben screams]

It's a long story.

Ok... Come on, apply pressure.

- [container] Temperature... - I'm working on it! Ice?

- Yes, that's it! I arrive! - [container] Internal temperature...

Passive aggressive personality.

Put it up there.

Do it with two hands, okay? We have to swab.

- I thought I was done with the hard work. - Okay...

- Hank, Hank... - [container] Internal temperature...

You have to do something.

Calm.

What is the code?

It's Pound 3-7-2-1-5.

[container] Internal temperature too high.

Intervene.

Come on...

[boy] Um... Dude!

Um... Two armed men they're coming here! What do I do?

[Hank] Calm down! Behave normally!

Okay, yes. It's all normal.

Normal. It can be done. [chuckle]

Call the nurse.

[man] Remind her what happens to family if it screws everything up.

Greetings. How is it going?

Can I do something... Something for her?

[imitates the boy]

For your health...

damn, I hope so.

You look like someone who wants your mother.

Because you have air of someone who wants his mother?

I don't want my mom.

So why are you shaking?

I'm not... I'm not shaking.

[mermaids]

- What the fuck does that ambulance mean? - They're coming in! They're coming in!

[boy shouts]

Give me the keys.

In an hour you will understand that I'm one of the good ones.

Maybe it will take a little more than an hour.

- Okay... - [mermaids]

Let's go!

Ok, calm down, calm down... Shhh... We'll be there soon, not long left.

- [accelerated beep] - No, no, no...

- What's happening? - He's in hypovolemic shock

and there is internal bleeding. I can't stop her.

- How can he not? Do something! - I'm administering a saline solution,

but it bleeds too much! The gastric artery is torn!

- Do it... - I can't do anything!

Hang in there, Ben!

[beep]

- Hey, Hank... - Yes, yes, I'm here, I'm here!

When you are in Paris...

everyone will tell you to get the macarons.

Tourist stuff.

We will go to Montmartre, we will eat the chouquettes.

That's what a Francophile is as Isabel would have done.

Trust me.

Hank, trust me.

Well?

Well?

[continuous beep]

Well?

Well!

No, no...

I'm very sorry, sir.

Is dead.

That piece of shit he must not go to hospital.

Golf Charlie 4-11. Golf Charlie 4-11.

Emergency, gunshots! Chase underway!

Oh, come on, Hank!

[cell phone rings]

Kate, she's a nurse! The person informing them is a nurse!

- Wait, what? A nurse? - Yes.

- How many are there to take care of Ellie? - I don't know, Hank. There's a whole team!

[Kate] Do you have any more information?

- No. - Shit!

- Julie... - Stop.

Kate?

That's 50ml of vecuronium. I promise it will be painless.

Give me the phone, Kate.

Give it to me, damn it!

[Julie] Close the curtain.

Get those cops out of my ass!

Come on in!

- The oxygen tank! - What? Why?

Fuck!

[Hank] Throw it in the back!

I swear I'll disembowel you, you bastard!

[Hank] Hold on!

- The signal torches! - Why?

- Not a good time to explain! - They're in the glove compartment.

No!

How does it work, Julie?

Check the donor list and then contact the highest bidder?

- Do you think I do it for money? - You're talking about killing a creature!

- Stop it, Kate! - Kill my daughter!

Sit down, be quiet! You don't understand, Kate!

- Please stop! - What is the price?

- I swear to God! Don't force me! - How much is my daughter's life worth?

I swear to God...

You have to...

Fuck...

I'm sorry!

They have my brother.

Someone help me! We were kidnapped!

- It's him! - Hey, listen to me!

- Stopped! Stopped! - No, no, listen!

- Down! - Do you want to listen to me? It's for Ellie Baker!

- I won't repeat it! Down! - I'm not a threat!

- I have an organ to transplant! - Hank Malone? Lower your weapons!

Turn them down, I said! Mr. Malone, come with me.

[Hank] Yes.

I'm talking about my brother, okay?

He's a surgeon and they keep him segregated

to force him to perform the transplant on Donna Zaldivar.

I'm really sorry, Kate, but I have no other choice.

- How's the little girl? - He'll be fine now that he's here.

- [shouts] - We prepared her for the surgery.

- [Hank] Stop! - He's armed!

When you shoot the king, it's better not to miss your aim.

Oh-oh!

Are you hiding now?

[Damian] I thought you'd like a beer.

No?

[Damian] I have the container.

Okay.

He's losing a lot of blood, Mr. Malone.

I still have a lot left.

Hey, put that gun down!

Hey! Put down...

[alarm]

[Damian] What the fuck is wrong with you?

- [speaker] Emergency, danger... - Shitty weapon!

[woman] Oh, my God, he killed a guard! Run away! Run away!

[speaker] Emergency, danger, evacuate the building.

Fucking whore!

[speaker] Emergency, danger, evacuate the building.

I would like to share it with you, but...

- one of us must die today. - Oh, yes.

You!

[container] Internal temperature too high. Intervene.

[container] Internal temperature too high. Intervene.

[speaker] Emergency, danger, evacuate the building.

[container] Internal temperature too high. Intervene.

[sounds of fighting]

Help!

Someone help me!

[speaker] Emergency, danger, evacuate the building.

Wait, wait.

I need a minute.

Let's take a break.

Help!

[chuckling] You like to joke, huh? Okay, break.

[container] Internal temperature too high. Intervene.

I didn't understand shit.

Please... Please, please, please!

Hey...

- Please, please, please... - Hey!

Please don't do it!

Please...

- I'm sorry. - [Kate] No!

[container] Internal temperature too high. Intervene.

Wait, wait, wait...

Don't... Don't shoot yet.

You like the countdown.

Yes.

You've already done two today, it's almost...

It's almost your signature.

Yes...

- [Hank] How about I count this time? - Okay.

- All right. - Starting from three.

Three...

- Two... - Don't rush me.

Two...

Do you know what I was thinking?

To what?

Your mother will die in prison because of you.

A!

[container] Internal temperature too high. Intervene.

[speaker] Emergency, danger, evacuate the building.

Help! Help!

Help!

- Please help me! Soon! - [mermaids]

Ellie, honey.

Can we go home now?

Yes.

[Dr. Ainsley] Are we awake?

There's a patient here who wants to say hello.

- I'll leave you alone. - Thank you.

You weren't joking.

About what?

You are not a man who gives up with certain people.

Thanks...

Thanks.

Um...

I didn't know Ben Bishop,

but I know it was meant to be a truly extraordinary man.

I am very sorry.

The doctor said that a woman Sydney has a new heart thanks to him.

And his is a heart of gold.

Yes, that's right.

You're too big for that wheelchair, you know that, right?

What?

In fact, it felt a little tight when I sat down.

Do you want to play 21 questions?

I walked around the entire hospital

on this little one, very narrow wheelchair

just looking someone who asked me.

Are you a dad?

I was.

I had a little girl.

What was his name?

Isabel.

I think it's a really good name.

I believe it too.

So... what are we waiting for? Do we want to play this game?

- Yes. - Okay.

So, he's... He's human?

- Yes. - Oh, yes?

Okay, then...

["Until I See You" by Seth Mosley and Jason Wyatt]

[Hank] Merci.

Great advice, Ben.

[phone] The cat prefers museums in spring.

[repeat in French]

[speaks in French]