All language subtitles for last seen in idaho 2018-en2

How you doin'?

Hey.
- Oh!

No!

Wait until you see the house
he just inherited from his mom.

It's like a mansion.
- Perfect.

He can host the next
Thanksgiving. - My house is too small.

Maybe.
- Maybe?

This is serious.

He said he'd pay
for me to go to college.

He did? - Wow, how long
have you known this guy?

Long enough.
- Oh, long enough.

Summer, I like him!
- I do!

So, you have to enroll, too.
- That was the plan.

College together.
- I can't.

What do you mean,
you can't? - You saved.

We were waiting
on me. - Well, I had bills.

What, I took
too long? - No.

It's my fault.
- No, it's nobody's fault.

It's just not in my future.

Hey, Willis?
- Let me talk to Grady.

He has tons
of money. - No.

Go ahead and get Clay's
car ready, okay? - Okay.

I didn't realize your sister
was here. - Hey, what's up, Trina?

Hey, Willis.

Summer, come on!

You always said we were
destined for great things.

Not my exact words.

Oh, hey, I'm sorry.
- I didn't hear you come in.

Just walked in.

I'll be with you
in just a minute.

Can we talk
later tonight? - Fine.

What time? - I'm with
the committee to elect

Patrick O'Connor for Mayor.
- Well, the current mayor's a customer here, so...

What time?
- I don't know. Seven?

Are you familiar
with O'Connor's platforms?

You know, go ahead
and just leave a few flyers.

I'd love to hear about
O'Connor's platforms!

It's all about our future and
changing the way things are done.

Seven o'clock!

Sorry.
- Thanks, Summer.

Thanks.

Wouldn't let Clay see those.

Yeah, I know.

Got something for you.
- Bonus check.

I told you, Dex. - I don't
want that kind of money.

It's just a bonus
check, Summer.

You know, I can cut you in
any time you want. - I'm good.

I'll see you around five.

Hey, where is Dex?
- He just left.

I fucked up.

Oh... shit!

Okay, oh man.

All right, all right.
- So, should I call Dex?

No, I'll try to call Clay.

I thought you said
he was coming at four.

Well, maybe he's
running late. - The Mayor?

He...
- Oh.

Open up my car, Mal.
- I feel like I'm gonna throw up.

You're okay.
- Breathe.

No, I'm actually gonna
throw up. - Hey, Mr. Clay.

Mayor Clay. - I was
just going to call you.

Were you, now? - We're not
quite done with your car yet.

Then, why did you
tell me it was ready?

I left a re-election
meeting to come down here.

Oh, I see.
- I'm so sorry.

I was pulling...
- I'm really sorry.

I was moving the car to
the yard and I dinged a post.

Dex knows that my cars
are never to be parked outside!

Does he not communicate
with you? - I'm really sorry.

We will get it fixed and we will
cover the cost. - That goes without saying.

I'll be back Friday to pick
it up. - Make sure it's ready.

I will.
- I know you will.

If someone needs to
move my car, you do it, kid.

Yes, Sir.

Okay, you don't
have to take the fall for...

Don't worry about it.
- Okay, thank you.

What an asshole!
- Well, he's a rich asshole.

Oh, my God!
- Okay!

I'm gonna go throw up in
my hat. - Okay, you do that.

Holy shit!

Lance?

What are you
doing here? - Kirvo.

Who's that guy?
- That's my cousin.

DeCastro brought him on.

Stay the fuck away from him.

So, how's Summer doing?

Does she miss me yet?

Give her another five years.

Watch your fucking mouth.

I need you to do a
little disposal, a clean-up.

Yeah?
- What does that mean?

It means get
your ass over here.

What the fuck, Lance? - You got
that piece of shit catamaran in the harbor.

Use it.

Then, you detail this
van like a motherfucker.

Hey!
- Jesus!

Why is Lance here?
- Huh?

Why is Lance here?
- I, uh...

And who are those guys
that are with him? - I don't know.

I didn't want anybody to see.

I just came to grab a part
that Dex said I could have.

What do they look like?
- You know what?

Never mind.
- I don't even want to know.

Have you seen my
cell phone? - Mm-hm.

It was on the workbench
when I left. - All right.

# Yeah, uh, Summer, what's up

# Walk away uh

Come on, man. - Just give
me the motherfucking loaner.

Come on.
- Shit.

911, where's your...
- Come on, man.

Just give me any
fucking loaner. - Come on.

First fucking day on the job?

I'll send Kirvo tomorrow.

I also need this done tonight.

Who in the fuck are you?

Bad time?

God damn it, Brock.
- What did I tell you?

Stop littering the
fucking city with bodies.

DeCastro's gonna be pissed.

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

He's suffering.

Lance, fucking do
something! - He's gonna die!

Hold on there.

Lance, please, Lance.

Just fucking help him.

What are you doing, Lance?

Just let me
call the ambulance.

Lance?

Lance, please.

Put his body in the van.
- I'm sick of this shit.

Bodies everywhere.

I fucking hate suffering.

Boom.

In one of the most
alarming cases to hit

this area in years,
Patrick O'Connor is still missing

and police have yet
to pinpoint any suspects

or persons of
interest in the case.

Investigators have told
us they have not found

any evidence of
a crime scene but

they have not
ruled out foul play either.

O'Connor's family
has not heard from him

in six days since Monday
afternoon but they are adamant that

he would not leave
by his own free will.

O'Connnor is highly
involved in the community

and he is currently
campaigning to be mayor.

Many feel that O'Connor
has a good chance of beating

incumbent Mayor Clay
in this fall's election

in what most political analysts
say will likely be a very close race.

Summer Bennett was abducted from
this old abandoned rock quarry in Idaho

only five miles from the
Washington-Idaho border.

I have a local
citizen here with me.

Describe to us
what you witnessed.

He pulled her
right into the van.

She was kicking and
screaming. - It was horrifying.

Oh, ow!

Summer?
- Summer?

Summer, stay awake!

Here, drink this.

Slower.

You've been in
and out for days.

I was abducted?
- What?

No, you were
thrown from your car.

It was an accident.
- You don't remember?

No.

No, the last thing I remember
is we were supposed to talk

on the phone
about college. - Right.

I saw this news report
that said I was abducted from

a rock quarry in Idaho.
- That must have been a dream.

No, it felt real.

You wrecked your car, Summer,

and they brought
you straight here.

What kind of meds am I on?

How's she doing?
- She's awake.

Good, good.
- Good, that's good.

Hello, Summer.
- I'm Detective McNeely.

Maybe you can come
back later. - She just woke up.

I apologize, Summer. - I just have
one question to ask you about the wreck

and then I'll let
you get some rest.

The research my guys did
shows that you were doing 70

at the time of
the accident. - 70?

I don't remember,
but that can't be right.

Why is that? - The shop's
only a mile from my house.

You were headed
to your house?

I don't
remember any of it.

What was work
like for you that day?

Since when does a car wreck
require a hospital interview?

I'm sorry, Ma'am. - I'm just trying to
piece together the facts of the case here

I think that's
probably enough for now.

Dexter Jones, right?

You were in the shop,
but only heard the crash?

I see that bruise
on your face is fading.

Dex ran towards the wreck and

was knocked to the
ground when your car exploded.

Dex, you called
911 from the shop?

Yeah.

Because we showed
two 911 calls coming in.

One also came
from Summer's cell.

Do you remember
calling 911? - No.

I mean, maybe she
woke up for a short

period of time
before she passed out.

If she did, then she
hung up her phone and put it

back in her pocket
before she passed out.

Why does it matter? - If you
need to ticket me, just ticket me.

I'm just trying to dot the
I's and cross the T's here.

Can we please dot them later?
- Can we please give my sister a break?

She was dead.
- Of course.

Get some rest, Summer,
and if you remember anything,

give me a call.

I've got to take this.

What do you
mean, I was dead?

I'm sorry I said it
like that. - Sorry!

Everything's okay now
but yeah, they had to like,

you know, shock your heart.

You were out for five minutes
and they brought you back.

But, it's no big deal
because now you're back.

No!
- Come on!

You never take photos.
- This kind of important, right?

Trina...
- Say, "I'm alive!"

Hey there.
- Reliving the accident?

Not exactly.

What was it like,
being thrown from a car?

I don't remember.
- No?

None of it?

Dex said you almost
went up in a ball of fire.

Well, I guess that's
one way you could put it.

It's good to see you
in one piece, sweetheart.

Hey, have you guys
seen Grady's girlfriend, Trina?

Try the bar room.

Here.

Hey, have you seen Trina?

I don't know a Trina.

Get up!

Want to try again, huh?
- We can do this all night.

My curfew's not 'til three.

Look, I can get it.
- I'll get it.

Look, I can get it.
- I'll get it, okay?

Okay, good.
- Let's go.

No!

I need until Monday.

Am I hearing you right?
- You want another extension?

Sunday!
- I can get it Sunday!

DeCastro's not gonna
like that. - No, he's not.

What do you say there, Howie?

All right.
- Kneecap.

No, Jesus, no!
- Which one's your favorite?

This one?
- Or maybe this one.

You don't have to do this!
- You don't have to do this!

Just give me 'til Sunday!

Okay, I'll choose.

Oh!
- What's wrong?

Just a headache.

I thought you were doing good.

It's nothing.

Really, I'm good.

I'm glad you actually showed.

How's it been at the garage?
- Busy since Willis took off.

Well, Dex needs to hire
someone. - So, who's this?

That's Grady.
- What?

No, this was a different photo.

This was me and some
guy I've never even seen.

Are you really okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you sure you're
okay? - I'm sure I'm okay.

Grady's cute, huh?
- Let's go find him.

Wait, I saw Lance.
- Why is he here?

I don't know.
- Grady knows him.

Knows him how?
- I don't know.

Go ask him.
- He's your ex.

That was a long time ago.
- Trina, Lance is not someone to have

in your circle of friends.

Hey, we're good.

I just don't think he
quite understood the terms.

Well, I've got
another job for you.

It came straight down the
pipeline from DeCastro himself.

Oh, yeah? - Does that mean I
finally get to meet the big man?

Don't fuck this up and
you just might. - All right.

Now, there is a
broad here at this party,

none of you fine
ladies of course,

but there is a broad here who saw
something she wasn't supposed to see.

Yeah, what's that?
- You don't need to know what.

She wrecked her car, knocked her head.
- Fuck, she doesn't even know what.

Are you gonna tell me?

Well, if she comes
around and remembers,

you're gonna hear from her.

All right.

Yeah, she works at the
auto shop that we control.

Our guy there, her
boss, swears up and down

that she don't
remember fucking shit.

You think he's protecting her?

That could be, could be.

But, I don't like the
way she's looking at me.

So, you are gonna
have to make sure that

that memory of
hers is really gone

or DeCastro is gonna
fucking take her out.

Why wait?

DeCastro would rather not
off her if he doesn't have to.

All right, sounds easy enough.
- So, tell me what's she about?

Oh, her name's Summer and
she's one of those who has

a sketchy past but walks
the straight and narrow now.

Mom's dead, the old man's
a drunk in and out of prison.

She started forging checks
right out of high school,

some B-and-E,

anything to get her
little sister off the streets.

Fuck, the only thing she
ever got was probation.

The sister was
shipped off to foster care.

It sounds like you
know quite a lot about her.

Oh, yes I do, my man.

I used to, oh I used to.

But you and that pretty
motherfucking face of yours,

you're gonna crack
that shit wide open.

Now, she's a prickly little
bitch but you warm that up,

oh it is so much fun!

What makes her warm?

All you gotta do
is make her laugh.

Too bad I ain't funny.

You can't judge Grady when
you haven't even met him yet.

Who's that guy, huh?
- I don't know!

Trina, open your eyes.
- There are people at this party that

don't fit in with this kind
of money. - Why is that?

Grady!
- This is Summer.

Hey, good to meet you, finally.
- Are you friends with Lance Hayden?

Because he's at
your party. - Summer!

Some of these people
are clients. - What are clients?

I told you, Summer.
- I install high-end entertainment systems.

These are some of the people
that I install them for. - Grady!

Stefan, what's
up man? - Nice suit.

Thanks, man. - Oh, man, how's
the home theater treating you?

Oh, man, I get home,
crank up that surround sound,

lean back in the
recliner, mm-mm-mm!

Yo, I brought you
something. - Thank you, man.

Hey, you can put it in
there. - We'll do shots later.

Oh.
- Ladies.

All right, sorry about that.
- So, where were we?

You were about to answer my question.
- Are you friends with Lance or not?

Summer! - Yeah, I
know that guy but

I wasn't planning on
having him be my best man.

Well, don't bring
him around my sister.

I'm getting a drink.
- What the hell was that?

What are you doing,
Trina? - What am I doing?

What are you doing?
- You're embarrassing me!

I don't like the guy. - You
didn't even give him a chance!

Trina, the people you surround
yourself with, that is who you will become.

Great, then maybe I
won't be poor my entire life.

Don't make the same mistakes
that I made. - Don't worry, Summer.

That would take me years.

Oh, Summer, whoa whoa!

You don't want to talk?
- No.

Don't want to catch up,
just a little bit? - No.

I heard.

About the crash?
- Great.

Sounds like we're all caught up
then. - Well, I'm glad you're okay.

I really...
- Whoa, dude!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- That was unnecessary.

Come on, let's go have
a whiskey. - I'd rather not.

Oh, girl, look at you.
- You're all feisty now, right?

Fancy here.
- Look at that.

No, I just quit being a
fucking screw-up. - Years ago.

You should give it a try.

You think I'm a fucking screw-up?
- Mm-hm.

Yeah?

Does a fucking screw-up
drive a boat like mine?

Drive a motherfucking
car like mine?

Yeah, did you
earn those things?

I earn it every day.

Stay the fuck
away from my sister.

Oo, there she is.

Have we met before?

I don't think so.

Aren't you gonna drink that?

I thought I saw a
photo of us together.

You did?
- Yeah.

Where is this photo?
- I don't know.

That's the weird
thing it's... - It's gone.

I think I'd probably remember
if we had a photo taken together.

Yeah, I would have
thought so, too, but I don't know.

My head just
isn't right tonight.

You know what I saw
out in the courtyard?

There's this
beautiful statue of us.

Right, yeah, I saw that, too.

So, you're sure,
we've never met?

You realize that's probably
the most common pick-up line.

I don't use pick-up
lines. - That's too bad.

I thought you were flirting
with me. - No, as crazy as it sounds,

I'm really trying to
figure out the mystery of

this photo that disappeared.

So, you're just conducting
an investigation. - Basically.

That's a pretty good tactic,
isn't it? - Flirt with the witness?

I was really asking
about the photo.

I wasn't flirting
with you. - But, you are now.

Are you gonna
drink that beer or

did you just grab it so you could
stand closer to me? - You're right.

I don't really want it.
- My old man was a drunk.

My mama swore me off drinking.

Can you keep a secret?

If it warrants being kept.

I'm not really supposed
to be here right now.

I was visiting my uncle's
house down the street.

Music was really loud.

So, you're a party crasher.
- I pour concrete for a living.

I don't really fit in here. - I'm only
here because my sister begged me

to come meet her new boyfriend.
- I try to avoid scenes like this.

I didn't even know
there were scenes like this.

Did you see the
car show out front?

I do like cars, though. - Yeah,
but you don't like to park your car

in front of a party and then rev
the engine all night. - Only on Tuesdays.

What kind of
car do you drive?

I wrecked my car,
so just a loaner.

You were in an accident?

Not a fun topic.
- Sorry.

No, it's okay.

So, does the party
crasher have a name?

Franco.
- Summer.

Nice to meet you, Summer.

Do you want
to get out of here?

Go someplace less pretentious?

Like where?
- Your uncle's house?

Maybe somewhere else.

Well, I have to work early and

I'm not sure what's
implied by going somewhere else.

Let me take you to
dinner tomorrow night.

Where's my cousin?
- Not back yet.

Fucking shark!
- One more game.

You.

Rack 'em.

I don't wanna.

You let her talk like that?

You can't tell her what to
do, man. - She's a feisty one.

She's a little
bitch is what she is.

You know what to do.

Brock!

That's enough!

You want to play?

Because I've been looking
forward to this for a long time.

Franco?

Don't you got a date?

Yeah.

I was just leaving.

You should put a
leash on your cousin.

Who is it?
- Franco.

You're early.
- Yeah, I hope that's okay.

Sorry.
- Sorry, come on in.

So, what's wrong?

I'm not sure. - Somebody put a
Missing Persons flyer in my kitchen

with my face on it.
- What do you mean?

When?

It had to be when
I was in the shower.

Stay here.

Hey, Franco?

Summer!
- Put the knife down.

It's okay! - Slowly,
put the knife down!

He's my friend.
- Down!

Now move over there and sit your
ass down. - I was checking the house out,

making sure no
one else was in here.

Don't you think kicking the
door in was a bit excessive?

Why don't you
shut the hell up?

Why don't you fuck off?

This guy's your friend?

He was just being protective.

It's in here.

It was here.

It was this.

This was a Missing Person flyer.

This was it. - Look, you can see
where I put my drink right on it.

You see that?
- Okay.

It said I was kidnapped in
Idaho, but it said tomorrow.

Kidnapped tomorrow.

Are you planning
any trips to Idaho? - No.

I think I'm seeing
things before they happen.

Summer, you were in
a serious accident.

I know.

Head injuries, they can
cause all kinds of stress,

physically and
psychologically. - I'm not crazy.

I understand you took some pretty
serious medication while hospitalized.

These aren't side effects.
- I'm not on meds anymore.

Is your memory back now?

The car wreck I mentioned?
- I don't remember the night of it,

but it's not like I have
memory problems otherwise.

You know what, man? - I think
you've overstayed your welcome.

Right. - But,
thanks a lot, though.

I mean, really.
- Great job.

Another shining
example of our city's finest.

You bust down the door,
you insult the lady. - Well done.

What?

Summer, is there any reason
why Dex would want you dead?

What?
- No!

Why would you ask me that?
- There were bullet holes in your car.

I assume they
weren't there before.

Why are you just
now telling me this?

Investigations
are complicated.

If someone wants me
dead, shouldn't I be told?

We're working on it,
Summer. - I'll be in touch.

Let me know if
anything else turns up.

Yeah, sure.
- We'll call you.

I hate cops.

So, let me get this straight.
- You don't remember anything at all

from the night of your
accident? - Nothing at all?

No.
- Jesus.

I have to check something.

It's not a match. - Has he
got any other guns in here?

I don't know. - Why do you think
he would want to shoot at your car?

Dex wouldn't shoot at my car.
- How do you know that?

He's not a bad guy. - I mean,
he does some stuff on the side.

Stolen cars, I think.
- Yeah?

I don't know the details.

I haven't always had the
best track record myself.

We're all entitled
to a few fuck-ups.

Well, I've had
more than a few.

I was trying to
take care of my sister.

Dex's car is here.
- He keeps a gun in his glove box.

It wasn't in there.

Tonight's not nearly
as fun as last night.

I was just pretending
last night. - That wasn't me.

We're all kind of pretending in
some way or other, aren't we?

Maybe.

Do you believe
in fate? - Fate?

Do you think we
can control our future?

No, I think we make it.

Do you always carry
a concealed weapon?

Yeah.

I think I could get into
a lot of trouble with you.

I think I'd like that.

I forgot. - The
motion detector outside.

Dex put in a new
security system.

Yeah, Dex is coming in the back.
- You should just go out through the office.

Do you want me
to stay? - No, it's okay.

I'll be there in
a minute. - All right.

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

Summer?

What's going on?
- Are you all right?

Dex, what are you doing?
- What are you talking about?

I remember!
- Oh, my God!

Willis!
- How could you?

Summer... - Why
are you hiding this?

I have to hide this
and you can't remember.

Shit!
- It's that detective!

McNeely!
- No!

You can not say a word to him.
- You don't tell me what to do.

Listen, Summer,
I am really sorry

but this doesn't
make any sense.

Why would a detective
come to a silent alarm?

I don't trust him.
- I don't trust you.

We can not hide this.

Just wait until we can talk.

Hello again.
- Hi.

There was a
silent alarm triggered.

Yeah, we
accidentally set it off.

Mind if I take a look around?
- Make sure the place is secure?

Be my guest.

You got here awfully fast.

Yeah, I was in
the neighborhood.

Tell me who was in the van.

Patrick O'Connor, the
guy running for mayor.

These guys are
in bed with Clay.

They knew Clay wasn't
going to win the election.

Well, didn't find
a boogeyman in there.

Well, thanks for coming by.
- You okay, Summer?

Yeah, I'm fine.
- Anything else I can do for you?

We're good.
- Call if you need anything.

We need DeCastro.

What's worth killing
over? - Take your pick.

Guns, drugs,
cars, extortion.

And you do all that,
too? - Of course not.

I'm not a killer.

I borrowed some money.
- They practically own this shop.

I want to go to the cops.
- You can't go to the cops.

I'm trying to protect you.

You say anything
and he's gonna kill you.

Who?
- DeCastro.

Who's he?
- I don't know.

I don't want to know.

Shit!

Shit, you gotta
get out of here.

Summer, go!

Summer?

I'm sorry.

Check the back.

What the fuck is this?

Howie!

Go.

Dex! Dex!

Oh my God!

Come on, Dex.

You're okay.
- Wake up!

911, what's your
emergency? - I need an ambulance.

Where is your
emergency located?

To Dex's Auto
Shop on Griggs Lane.

What happened?

They beat you up
pretty bad, but you're okay.

Summer, you've got to get out
of here. - Ma'am, I'll wait with you.

Can you describe the...
- Just get an ambulance here!

They're gonna kill you.

Stay on the line with me, Ma'am.
- The ambulance is on its way.

I'm taking a car.

And this. - Don't
be afraid to use it.

I'm not.

Oh!

Oh my God.
- The video.

Oh God!
- Are you following me?

I was driving by
and I saw my car.

Exactly why
are you driving it?

You're a budding
videographer, aren't you, Summer?

Hey.
- Nice car.

Take it for a spin.

It's Summer.

I'm not in the mood to talk to you
after last night. - Forget about last night.

I need you to listen.
- Forget about last night?

You acted
ridiculous. - Trina!

You were horrible
to Grady! - Trina!

The first thing out of your
mouth should be an apology.

I'm sorry!
- Too late.

This is Trina.
- You know the drill.

Trina, I'm really
sorry about last night.

I am, but I need you
to call me back right now.

I need to talk to you.

I am in some trouble
here so please call me.

This is Trina.
- You know the drill.

Trina, I need you to call me.

I need your help.

Summer?

Can we meet?
- I need to talk to you.

Are you going to tell
me what's going on?

Yeah.

So, you carry a
gun now? - You do.

I know how to use mine.

Who says I don't.
- Do you?

Enough.

You okay?
- Peachy.

They're out there right now
looking for you. - You should leave the city.

I take it we didn't
meet by chance.

Are you supposed
to kill me? - No!

These things
that I'm seeing?

This photo of us, this flyer?

They're warnings, telling me
I should stay away from you.

Maybe.

Why did you help me last night?
- Because I don't want to see you get hurt.

Right.

Summer, if I wanted to
hurt you, I would have.

Are the cops in on it?
- Why would you ask that?

Because I've been warned
to not go to the cops and I'm

trying to decide if that's
in my best interest or yours.

You really don't remember
anything from the night of your accident?

Anything at all? - I mean, I
understand if you're just trying to

protect yourself but if you do know
something, you should really tell me.

Maybe I do.
- What?

I have a video.
- What video?

It shows your friends
killing my friend Willis.

You have this on video? - Yeah,
and if any of you come after me,

you'll get to watch that
video on the Six O'Clock News.

I also know about O'Connor.
- What about O'Connor?

I saw his dead body in
the back of Lance's van.

Summer, I need that video.

Oh, well, why didn't
you just say so? - No!

Tell your boss, or
whoever calls the shots,

to stay away from me
and stay away from Dex

or I will blow the lid off
this entire fucking thing.

Summer, where is the video?
- I'm asking the questions.

No, you're not! - Who shot the
video and why do you have it?

Are you trying to protect someone?
- Where did they dispose of the bodies

and where the fuck is the video?
- Those are the questions and I'm asking them!

"Dispose of the bodies?"
What are you, a cop?

Are you a cop?

I'm sorry, Summer.

So, that's your story now?

I've been undercover
for almost a year.

Well, then you should
have plenty to arrest them with.

Summer, you don't understand.
- They broke into my house!

They beat Dex half to death! - This
isn't about arresting some henchman

and locking him up for 90
days! - They're killing people!

I need DeCastro!
- I have to root him out!

So arrest him.
- I don't know who he is!

Sounds like you've had a
pretty unproductive year, then.

Summer, I need you to
listen to me very carefully.

The only way I can
help you is if you help me.

Franco!

She must be
a hell of a call.

Help me!
- Help!

Come on, man.

Get her!
- Get that door!

You have to exit the
building out the south side.

I told them to search
the north. - Be careful.

Let's go.

Are you okay?
- We've got to move.

Wait, no.

Blonde woman, bald
man, and then it's them.

Shit.

How did you do that?

I told you, I'm seeing
things before they happen.

Whiskey.

My guy got this yesterday.

Took it from
his mom's house.

Nothing to work with?

It's me.

How did you do it?
- I don't know.

I mean, I was reading about
near-death experiences and

the night of my accident, I
died and they brought me back.

There are cases of
people who have had

near-death experiences
and it changes them.

I had a new vision last night.

I don't just
go missing anymore.

I'm found dead in Idaho.

I'm dead this time tomorrow.

Show me the video.

Jesus Christ.

I'm forwarding this to myself.

Does anyone else
know you're here?

No, why?

Look, I need you to
stay here until either

I get back or I
sent McNeely for you.

He's the detective from
last night. - You know McNeely?

He's my boss.

I may not
be back until late.

Why are you
taking my phone?

It's evidence.
- You already have the video.

You don't need my phone.

How did they
find us? - What?

They walked right up on us.

Kind of a coincidence.

It was.
- Yeah.

You don't want me to have
the video. - I want you to trust me.

Give it to me.

I put my life in
danger to tell you the truth.

It's okay.

We're gonna be okay.

We're gonna be okay.

Find out who DeCastro is.

You stay out of Idaho.

Compliments of the motel.

No, no, no!
- No!

Oh!
- No, no!

This is Trina.
- You know the drill.

Yeah?
- What did you do?

Did something happen?
- What do you mean?

My sister! - She was never part
of this before and something changed!

Now they're gonna kill us both!
- Summer, take a deep breath.

Something had to have
changed it. - Wait there.

I'm coming back.
- No.

Summer? Summer!

Trina?

What are you doing?

Where is my sister? - What
the fuck did you do to my house?

When did you see her last?

It was this morning.
- Did you talk to her after that?

No!

How do you know Lance?
- Are you selling for them?

What? No! - Are
you selling for them?

No, I don't know
what the fuck's going on.

Can you put
the gun down?

Is Trina okay?
- I don't know.

Give me your keys.
- What?

Just give them to me.

Trina?
- Summer!

Oh, thank God.

They said that you
have to come meet them.

They just want to talk
to you. - Where are you?

Summer?
- Let me talk to her.

Put Trina back on.
- You don't give the orders.

These are the
terms of the meeting.

You call the cops, your sister dies.
- You bring the cops, your sister dies.

You fail to show,
your sister fucking dies.

Got it?
- Yeah, got it.

There's a place, just
over the Idaho border.

Let me guess. - An
abandoned rock quarry.

What's up, Lance? - Why
are you burning up my phone?

Franco... I want you to
meet Summer's sister, Trina.

This here is
Summer's new boyfriend.

What's going on, Lance?

We're going
out to the property,

get some fresh
air, some clarity.

DeCastro wants
to meet you, so

you've got to be
on your best behavior.

Sure.
- I'll bring him flowers.

You, too.
I need your guns. Now.

You don't trust your cousin?

You are meeting
DeCastro for the first time.

That is the
way this shit goes.

Oh, I'm sorry, Summer.

Lance?
- Franco's busy tonight.

He pulled her
right into the van!

She was kicking
and screaming!

Whoa, easy there, easy.

Where is my
sister? - Summer!

You were supposed to bring
her here. - We're taking you to her.

Don't come any closer.

I want you to bring her
here. - That was our deal.

So, you're calling
the shots now, huh?

The deal is, you
hand over that gun

or I snap your little neck.

Stop!
- I said stop!

Fuck!
- Kill the fucking sister!

Kill her!
- No!

The deal is, you hand over
that gun or I snap your little neck.

Harry! Harry!

I think I just saw a
drug deal go down! - Why?

Get her ass in the barn.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Jesus, RJ.

Don't be such a pussy.

All right, get up.

You don't want to do this.

There's nothing I can do.

Trina!

You son of a bitch!

I am so sorry.
- Oh, baby.

We were living the dream, honey,

'til you started
blowing my shit off.

Well, you got
my attention now.

Yes, I do.

Our boys check you out?

It was the
highlight of my day.

Oh, that was just foreplay.

Ah, there's that love,
that hate, that anger.

You feel a little sense
of deja vu right now?

Huh?

I guess not, huh?

Up.

Lance, why are
you doing this?

I'm not doing this.

DeCastro is.

We were friends once.

Sit down.

Sit the fuck down!

Shit.
- Atta girl.

That's my girl.

DeCastro has arrived.

Oh, oh honey.

I really wish I didn't
have to do this to you.

Then don't do this.
- Don't.

But you got
something I need.

Whoo!
- It is showtime!

Oh, yeah.

So,

I'm gonna need that video
I saw on your phone, Summer.

I don't have my phone.

Come on.

There you go.

Now, you point
that at my girl's head.

My friend.

There you go.

Kill her.

Lance, don't do this.

Pull the fucking
trigger, Franco.

You kill me and that
fucking video comes out.

Lance, it shows
you killing Willis.

Clay, you saw it.
- You know what I have.

It can bury you.
- It can bury all of you!

Kill that fucking bitch!

Put your guns down. - Lower
your guns or DeCastro's dead.

Come on!
- Do it, Howie. Do it!

Gentlemen?

No, no, no, no!
- It's not me, it's not me!

I'm not him!
- I'm not DeCastro!

It's Lance!

Lance, take your gun out of your
holster and put it on the ground.

Do it now.

Mm... okay.

Slowly.

Yes, Sir.

Here you go.
Go ahead.

Send me to fucking hell!

Uh-oh!

Click, click.

That's priceless.

That fucking shit was priceless.
- That motherfucker was going to kill me.

Babe, you better be
shedding a motherfucking tear

because I was about
to die right there. - Fuck.

You think I work for him?

Hell, no.
- No, no, no.

I'm in nobody's back pocket.

That motherfucker
right there, he's in mine.

You're DeCastro?

Why be a king
when you can be a god?

It's always a good
idea to have the cops

chasing after
somebody more powerful.

Lance?
- Shut the fuck up!

I gave you ever fucking
chance to drop this shit and you?

You had the
nerve, the nerve,

to fucking threaten
me with a video?

Baby, we had it all.

But, we're done now.

Lance? - The
cops have the video.

They're tracking me here.
- They're on their way here now.

Right now?

Oh, no. - Is that
what you think?

I don't think so.

Because I think the
cops are already here.

It was a third cousin.

Oh, that hurt.

Put him in the chair.

I told you. - The cops
already have that video.

I don't give a
shit about your video.

Hold them.

Look at him!
- Look!

Look at him!

Pray for me.

Your sister.
- Go, go!

You're okay.
We're okay. - You're okay.

I'm sorry I
didn't call you back.

It's okay.

I believe this
is yours. - Thanks.

I'm real glad you
two are okay. - Thank you.

Tuition money?
- Trina!

Restitution for pain
and suffering? - No.

Go give that to McNeely.
- We don't need that.

I see good
things in our future.

Oh, God.
- Just smile for once.

Hey.
- Hey.

How's the leg?

You didn't hit
any major arteries.

Trust me, I tried a
different option first

and it didn't end well for
any of us. - That's good to know.

I thought maybe
you had it out for me.

I do have it
out for you. - Good.

Hey, you guys.
- Smile!