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You got cement in your boots back there or what? Just carrying the heavy burden

that is your career. What was that? Moving as fast as I can.

Hey, man, you sure they ain't got some kind of underground tunnel for VIPs?

Yes, I checked twice.

And I just don't want somebody recognizing me and causing a scene.

I just cried. That's right.

Here we go.

That's right. August hasn't gone anywhere.

Actually, he's performing in Cebu this weekend.

Oh, wow!

Hey, thanks, man. Maybe he has first.

Yeah. Big fan, big fan, man. August Crowe, I love you. What is he doing

here? Have you got a show?

Yeah, yeah.

Okay, it's time that we leave. August Crowe!

Oh, wow.

Okay. August Crowe, big fan! Yeah, okay. All right. Hey.

Nice to see you. Oh, hey! Hey! Get back here, damn it!

Give me my hat, kid!

Officers! Hey, that kid's got my hat. Go after him.

Uh, Mr. August Crowe. Yeah, that's me.

We're here to escort you to the police station.

The police station? Hang on.

What are you talking about?

Yes, sir. Let's go.

Chill.

August, what have you done this time?

My name is Alex Walker.

I'm ex-DEA. I quit the agency because my friend and partner betrayed me. One of

my first assignments took me to an isolated beach right here on this

island. Sold what little I had and bought myself a gift shop.

Just peace, no stress, no drama.

Boy, was I wrong.

So am I under arrest?

Because I'm the one missing a hat.

We brought you here for your own safety.

Hell, the only one that needs protection is the kid that ran off with my damn

hat. What August is saying is that it's been a long trip, Captain Ocampo, and

we'd love to get to our hotel as soon as possible.

Have you heard of the Soloco kidnappers?

It says they go after celebrities and visiting

dignitaries. They've successfully committed kidnappings on six different

islands here in the Philippines over the last three years. I think I saw a travel

warning, but I didn't see anything like that happening.

In this part of the Philippines.

They go where all the good targets show up.

You think I'm a good target?

Well, I guess I ain't called my accountant lately.

You need to take this threat seriously.

Jeez, is he... Trying to kidnap your client? Yes.

Well, I don't know. I mean, he might be coming in for a selfie.

Oh, yeah.

Look at that. That's a gun.

So now you can understand our concern?

Listen, man, I appreciate y'all looking out for me. I do.

All right? But I'm a man of the people.

I mean, I can't be walking around with the police pushing my fans out of the

way. Yeah, he has an image to maintain.

That's right. We have a full team working behind the scenes. You won't see

them.

But there is someone I would like you to have by your side.

Are we interrupting band practice?

No. Just putting this right here.

I didn't know you played guitar. We should jam sometime.

Yeah, well, a little more of a solo act, I think.

What a surprise.

So what's up?

Guess you're to load up on postcards, or is it a professional visit?

Official business.

Ocampo sent us to ask you. No, absolutely not.

Absolutely not.

But you don't even know what we were going to ask. I don't care what you're

going to ask, okay? For the first time, my bills are paid, and I got nothing to

do, and that's what I'm going to do. I'm going to sit here, I'm going to do

nothing. So we can't say anything to convince you to come work with us? No.

Thank you.

What? What was that? She bet me we were wasting our time here.

I mean, it's fine, Alex.

I mean, we don't need you on this. It was Ocampo who wanted you, but I knew

you'd say no.

I know, but since it was the bodyguard, a country music star... Wait, what are

you talking about, a country music star? Not like one of you... Are you an

American country music star?

Yeah. What's his name?

Had a hit song like 10 years ago. Something about an animal.

Lonely coyote.

Are you talking about lone wolf? Are you talking about August Crow?

The August Crow?

Yep. That's him.

August Crow is in the Philippines.

You guys want me to bodyguard August Crow.

Why? You a fan?

It's August Crow.

Is he smiling?

Definitely a smile.

Teeth and everything.

I'll be damned.

Mr. Walker. Hi. You can call me Alex. Shelton DeWay, August's manager.

Now you guys are acquainted, I'll leave you guys to it. Appreciate your help,

detectives. Come on in. Thank you.

All right.

August is expecting you, but I will say he is in a bit of a mood.

Yeah. Oh, don't anybody in this country know how to make a decent cowboy hat?

August, this is Alex Walker. He will be your security detail.

Yeah, it's a pleasure.

Sir, I gotta tell you, I'm a big fan.

Oh, that's a biscuits and gravy accent if I ever heard one.

Oh, well.

Alex, it's a pleasure to meet you. I want you to know it's an honor to keep

you safe, Mr. Crow. Oh, hell, man. You call me August.

I don't trust no one who goes by Mr.

Now, more importantly, what can I get you to drink?

I recommend a whiskey. Well, honestly, I would love to have one, but I'm on duty,

so no thank you.

Hell, ain't you a choir boy.

All the more for me, I guess.

Hey, run down, will you, and get them to restock this bar.

There's only a couple left.

Sure thing.

Can I ask you a question? Is that the love of my life? It's Jezebel.

Yeah, buddy, the one and only.

I gotta tell you, I was... I saw you on stage, man.

Oklahoma City. It was about 15 years ago.

I remember this fan came up and tried to run off with her. It was crazy.

Yeah, I remember that, man. That big old roughneck nearly tore my head off. Oh,

man.

Yeah, buddy, we've been together what, man?

30 years now.

She's the only thing that's never let me down.

Well, you got right back up on stage, and you sing Lone Wolf. I did a pretty

damn good job of it, too, if I do say so myself.

Tell me something, man.

Why'd you stop playing that song?

Yeah.

Yeah, hold that thought, Corbin. What?

Oh, nature's calling.

Hey, buddy.

These bottles fell out of your bag.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, those are empty.

You can throw all them away.

Couldn't help but notice this.

Painkillers. It's pretty high dosage.

Yeah.

Bag injury, buddy.

Told us I'd been a performer.

Yeah.

That's a lot of bottles.

Yeah. I've been on the road a long time. You know, I'm doing appearances.

I always stock up. Also couldn't help but notice there's somebody else's name

on the prescription.

Yeah, it's an alias. You know, it's a celebrity thing.

I gotta use it so they don't start writing up about me being all old and

crippled. Yeah.

But you worried about my choir boy?

I'm just doing my job.

Hey, your job is to keep me from getting kidnapped, man, not to be my nurseman.

Look.

It's empty.

Nothing to worry about.

They're going to send up someone soon to restock it. All right.

Well, hell, instead of waiting, I think it's high time we find ourselves a bar.

What do you say?

Why don't we take it easy tonight, August? You know, a jet lag and

everything. Oh, man.

Why don't you and your keeper nap for both of us then? Actually, no, he's

actually right. It's probably safer to be in a controllable environment.

Fine.

We'll go down to the hotel bar then.

How dangerous can it be? Well, crowds, multiple exits.

Alcohol. All right. Well, I'm lucky I got you then, aren't I?

Come on.

First man's on the shield.

So what do you think?

They're different.

In a good way.

Good. Different.

I got tickets to the August Crow concert. I want to make sure I look the

part.

Okay. So, what do we have on this crew who's trying to grab him at the airport?

We ran the plates on their van and got back a name and an address.

It was registered to a Chito Mercato over at Vanilla. Good.

I want you chasing down every lead on this one, huh?

There's a real opportunity for us.

An opportunity, Chief? I can see the headlines now.

kidnapping ring targeting international celebrity, thwarted by Cebu detectives.

This is the kind of case that can make a career.

Just make sure you don't mess it up.

Come on.

This is the exact opposite of controllable.

Relax, choir boy. Have a little fun.

Get another one of these. Move. Oh, hey.

Hi. I think we're all right here. Hey.

It's August Crew, right?

I'm close. Yes.

Come and join us. It's my birthday.

I'd love to. It's your birthday?

Yes. All right, then.

Isn't your partner here?

Might as well get used to him ignoring you.

Well, he's a tough bull to corral, isn't he? I give you that.

Oh, there we go.

Thank you, partner.

I've been managing him for 30 years.

And by managing him, I mean letting him do whatever he wants, whenever he wants.

Because guess what?

He's gonna do it anyway.

Hey, thank you so much for your cooperation.

I've confirmed her story.

They reported that the van was stolen on Saturday morning.

Well, she was clearly upset.

Not much to work with.

Hey, maybe we should have double-checked the footage from the airport.

Maybe we missed something.

No?

August assigned my shirt.

I went to that tour. I'm sorry, man.

Yeah, he was great, right? He was great.

Hey, where's August? We're out of here. I think he took off. What? He took off.

He does that sometimes.

Does this have anything to do with the pills?

You know about that? I know that he has a problem.

If he got out, he could be anywhere looking for more.

I'm gonna need a ride.

Taxi!

Take your next right.

Stop here.

Hey.

You got some money for the rest of us, cowboy?

Huh? We saw that lot of cash you were waving around.

How about I cut you open and see how much money you got?

No. All right, boys.

That's enough fun.

Go on home, August.

No, no, no, I don't think so.

He run up a big bill. Maybe you pay his bill, too. I'm not gonna pay his bill,

okay? Just walk it off. August, get over here.

And if I don't?

What's she gonna do?

Huh?

I'm gonna break your kneecap.

And I'm gonna snap your right wrist.

And I'm gonna take that knife away from you.

And I'm gonna finish your boys off with it. And there ain't a damn thing you can

do about it.

I'm scared of you, huh, boy? I know you're scared of me.

Your forehead's sweating, your fingers are twitching, you're having trouble

swallowing.

You're about to crap your pants and run away, or you're about to do something

really stupid.

What you gonna be, Vinoy?

You better hightail it.

August. There.

He needs to be in a hospital under observation.

The press found out he could be ruined.

He has a very wholesome image I need to protect.

Is he going to be okay? Is he not going to be okay?

I think he threw up most of what was in his system, so his stomach doesn't need

to be pumped.

Thank you. I'll look after him.

Dr. Patel, thank you for coming here.

And for your discretion.

When he wakes up, tell him to stop living like a rock star, or he's going

to die like one.

I think it's about time I got off this train.

You need to get him home. You need to get him cleaned up. Wait, you're

leaving? You can't help a man that doesn't want to be helped.

Listen, between us, August has had a rough decade.

His wife left him, and then his second wife left him, too, and took the kids.

He doubled down on the drinking, then he hurt his back and started in with the

painkillers, all of which would make great material for a country song if he

wasn't struggling with a 10-year case of writer's block.

He had a relapse.

A lot of recovering addicts do.

But playing a show here gives him a chance to turn a new leaf.

It's his comeback.

We just need to get him on stage so he can feel that magic of performing again.

Then it'll all turn around.

How I look, Warmore?

You look good, August.

I wasn't asking you. I was asking him.

You look like hell.

About time someone was honest with me.

Yeah, I like that whole Billy Jack thing you did for me back in the alley there.

Gave us a real scare.

Ain't no disrespect, Shelton, but I'd like a moment alone with Alex here.

How do you feel?

Like I hit rock bottom.

And I'll tell you, it's dark and lonely here.

I've been to that place.

How'd you get out?

I left it all behind.

Escaped to the Philippines.

Got myself a little place on the beach.

I cannot say I have found serenity, though.

Yeah.

Well, that sounds nice, man.

Sunshine on my face.

A breeze at my back.

What'd you say you take me down there?

To the beach after the doctor says you need to get some rest.

Oh, hell.

Takes more than a near-death experience to put this old boy down.

No funny business this time. I promise.

No booze, man. No drugs.

It's you and me and Jezebel over there.

What do you say, quarrel boy?

We've watched this a hundred times.

What are we missing?

Without a witness to the van theft, we're out of luck.

Maybe not.

Does Kid look like a country fan to you?

If a combo can cram his feet into a pair of alligator boots, I wouldn't put it

past anyone.

I don't think this was about the hat. They're trying to lure August out into

the open.

He's working with the kidnappers.

The distraction con thieves pull on tourists all the time. Take something,

let the person chase you.

Somebody else steps in and steals the luggage. Well, they're gone.

Except they didn't want to steal the luggage.

They wanted to kidnap a celebrity.

Howdy, cowboy.

Going somewhere?

How does it look?

Ridiculous. That's hurtful. What do you think, kid?

I think you're screwing with my business.

That the one where you shine shoes or steal from tourists?

I don't know what you're talking about. I'm talking about how you ended up with

an authentic Texas-made cowboy hat with the owner's initials inside.

Well, maybe he gave it to me.

Well... I guess we'll just have to go down to the station so we can ask him.

Okay, okay.

Fine.

What do you want to know?

We know you took the hat.

We just want to know why.

Oh, my girl thinks cowboys are hot.

You're a funny guy, huh?

Come on, come on. Okay, okay, okay.

One more chance.

Some guy...

Paid me $10 to grab it off that American's head and run for the exit.

What guy?

I don't know.

He has this weird messed up ears.

Messed up ears?

You know?

The one where the girl squashed up?

Like a boxer.

Cauliflower ear?

Sure. Huh.

Anything else?

That's it.

That's all I know, I swear.

All right.

Stick to shining shoes, kid.

Hey, what about my hat?

It's yummy.

It looks stylish.

Take it easy.

Easy down.

Pain medicine wearing off?

I think I would have been better off dying.

Well, then I apologize for saving your life.

I could be up in heaven right now playing with Merle Haggard.

Instead, I'm stuck here with you.

Well, that ain't so bad.

Those people would miss you. Would they?

They'd miss your songs.

I haven't even written anything new in years. Yeah, and why not?

I guess I'm scared.

You scared of what?

Scared I'm no good, man. That I never was.

You know, back when I was still undercover, I did an 18-month operation

in Colombia.

It was a year and a half of pretending to be somebody else.

No one to rely on but myself. And you know what got me through it?

What?

I don't want.

Man, the whole idea behind that song is, you know, look at me. I'm a badass on

the road.

You know, I don't need no one, don't need nothing.

I mean, I'm tough as nails. No one can hurt me. That's exactly why I liked it.

Yeah, but the whole thing is bull, man.

I just use that to justify the fact that I pushed away everyone who's ever cared

about me.

It's always a lie. That's why I don't play it anymore.

You know, the moments that I felt truly alone out there,

having that song in my ear was... Somebody was there with me. I mean, it

made me feel like somebody knew what I was going through.

I'm a lone wolf, baby, never part of the pack.

I got 10,000 miles of heartache strung on my back.

I'm just seeing your eyes shine in the light of the moon.

Yeah, but I got better things to do than stand here howling at you.

I just sang with August Crowe.

See, it wasn't that bad, man.

Oh.

Yeah, I'll be getting back.

You think I can get a moment out here alone?

Uh, you know what the doctor said.

Yeah, yeah, but... I kind of feel like writing something new.

I'll be right back here if you need me.

You were supposed to protect him.

Yeah, I know.

And you said he was the best. He is. And yet, at the very first opportunity,

these kidnappers managed to outsmart him. Well, your client didn't exactly

make it easy on me.

August is probably going to end up face down in the ocean, and you're making

excuses? No, they're not going to kill him. And how would you know that?

Because he's worth more to him alive. Oh, suddenly you're an expert, huh?

He's right.

Kidnappers are only interested in money.

Mr. Locogang, always call and demand a ransom within 24 hours.

Forgive me if I don't have a lot of faith in people in this room.

Mr. Dwayne, I assure you we'll do whatever's necessary to get your client

back. He is not just my client.

He's my best friend.

And if he dies, his blood is on your hands.

We have August's cell.

This is the number they'll call.

How do you know?

Because that's her M.O. This local gang always leaves the victim's phone behind

and calls it.

The key is to keep them on the phone as long as possible.

That way we can... Trace the location. I get it. Yeah.

You ready?

We have your singer.

What do you want?

250,000 U.S. dollars.

I don't have that. We don't have that kind of money.

We'll contact you in two hours with further instructions.

Two hours? That's not enough time.

Then your friend dies. Okay, okay, okay.

Ask for proof alive.

I need to know that August is still alive.

They hung up.

What have you done?

August? Two hours, or he dies.

But wait... Did we get a location?

No, they used the blocker.

Can you get that money?

I had to take it from August's personal account.

That's everything he has left.

It's almost time.

They want me to take a jeepney to Mirabego Beach, and they'll contact me

on the drive over.

We'll follow.

Let's go.

Not him.

He screwed up once already. I don't want him to be a part of this anymore.

He's professionally trained. Okay, it's all right. I understand.

I'm gonna need you with us.

You're gonna be fine.

Besides, I'm gonna check out another lead. I think I may know where they're

holding August.

How? The video.

His hands and his wrists, they were tied with boxing wraps.

The chalkboard behind him, even the stool he was sitting on. And that kid at

the airport.

He described one of the kidnappers to have cauliflower here.

Yeah.

When I first came to this island, I remember there was a boxing club

downtown. I think it may have been closed for a few years now, but I'm

gonna go down and check it out. You guys make the drop. I'm gonna see if August

is there.

A rescue attempt is risky.

Well, it's my fault that he's in this position in the first place.

When the kidnappers get their ransom, the victim is freed 90% of the time.

It's the safest way to get August back.

Yeah.

What about the other 10%?

Look, if you see him, let us know.

Don't go in until we get there. And don't do anything stupid.

What you playing?

Candy Crush?

No talking.

The hell, I gotta do something.

As soon as he got me all tied up, I'm gonna conversate.

Let me ask you.

How'd you get in this business?

What business?

You know, man. Kidnapping.

Come on, buddy. No judgments.

I ain't exactly a saint.

Counting deaths.

Yeah, I never had much luck at the poker table either.

Man, there's one time.

Where was I?

It was Nashville.

Yeah, I lost my pickup truck when I was holding the full house.

Bad, bad, huh?

Yeah, tell me about it.

Hello? Do you have the money? Yes.

Good.

Hold the money out the window.

What now?

Okay. It's done.

Now give me the address.

Hello?

Where's August?

Tell me.

They screwed us.

Follow that bike.

Kind of in the middle of something.

Yeah, well, I got August.

Except the Bosch boys' boxing gym.

And they are gonna kill him.

Sorry, Music Man.

Orders are orders.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Before you put me down, would you let me sing one last song first?

All right.

Okay. Nothing said.

All right, nothing said. Okay, let me think.

Okay, here's a new one.

It's called Ain't No Choir Boy.

I played by the rules for too damn long.

Gonna roll up my sleeves and write what's wrong.

Let's go.

Rusty.

Nice.

Whoa.

Remember that bank robber we took down in Mandawi City?

Of course.

This is the end of the Suloco gang. We are not part of the Suloco gang.

We were hired for this.

Hired by who?

But I ain't no quiet boy.

I said I ain't no quiet boy.

No, I ain't no quiet boy.

No more, no more.

Hell, man, that felt good.

Why don't you say I do another one? You got any requests?

Sorry. No encores.

Oh, man, it's a new one.

Turns out tearing down death can be pretty inspiring.

Is this about anybody in particular?

Well, now don't flatter yourself.

You're not going anywhere.

Sheldon, what the hell are you doing?

Retiring.

Put the gun down, Shelton. You don't give the orders anymore, August.

What are you talking about?

I am tired, August.

I am tired of dedicating my whole life to an ungrateful junkie who hasn't

written a decent song in ten years.

So, you're gonna shoot me? You're gonna shoot your oldest friend? Friend?

You blew that years ago.

Now I'm just in it for the money.

And that dried up years ago, too.

How do you expect to get any green off of me if I'm six foot under? The second

I announce your death, the value of your musical catalog is going to skyrocket.

This was your plan the whole time?

Schedule a comeback show where notorious kidnappings are going on, hire a few

locals to snatch them, and then make it look like the ransom exchange went

sideways. When the world hears about August Crowe's tragic death, they're

going to buy his songs into millions and make me a very...

Rich man.

You're not on the rights to my catalog.

I mean, if I die, everything goes to my ex. You remember Tennessee?

The night you downed two bottles of pills?

Remember all that paperwork I had you sign?

Of course you don't. But you signed everything over to me.

You see, that's one of the benefits of representing an addict.

You're extremely easy to take advantage of.

Don't I get any last words?

Don't worry.

I'll come up with something good for the press release.

Oh, damn it!

Come on.

It's only a matter of time, August.

You might as well make it dignified.

All right.

Take your best shot.

I wanted to do that.

Oh.

Man, I'm sorry about Jezebel. That's all right, buddy, man.

At least she died doing what she loved.

What's that?

A kicking ass.

What happened here?

You know, the usual.

You were under arrest for kidnapping.

Attempted murder.

I'm sorry, Jill.

But just so there's no confusion, you're fired.

I see

you got your hat back.

Yeah, yeah.

Thank your friends for me.

Mm-hmm.

How you doing?

It is a small case of what professional musicians refer to as crippling stage

fright.

I figured that might be the case, so I brought you something to help calm your

nerves. Oh, man, I'm done drinking.

It's not booze.

Okay, well, what is it?

Reef eel soup.

You say eel? I did.

Like the snake in the sea.

Yeah, just touch me, it works.

Oh, man, it was only because you saved my life.

Mm-mm.

Well, that ain't bad.

Could use a little green chili, but it ain't bad.

And now returning to the stage for the first time in ten years, August

Kroos!

And I ain't never been good at thank yous.

Me neither.

How does it look?

Been a while.

I want to dedicate this first song to a friend of mine.

Someone who taught me that a song

Could be so much more than just a song.

This one's called Lone Wolf.

Well, I'm a lone wolf, baby, never part of the pack.

Hell, I got 10,000 miles of heartache strung on my back.

I remember your eyes shining the light of the moon.

Yeah, but I got better things to do than stand here howling at you

And along the wolf moves on

Thank you.