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How can you be hungry?
You just had a smoothie.

- A smoothie's not real food.
- Oh, c'mon, it had spinach...

- Blech!
- acai berry...
- Ass berry.

- hemp seed milk.
- Who milks a hemp seed?

Uh, there's nothing wrong with a
little detox every once in a while.

Imagine all those nutrients
coursing through your veins.

Thanks, Dr. Oz, but I'd rather
imagine a burger and fries.

- Hey, he's turning.
- You're changing the subject.

Absolutely, don't lose him.

Is this the GreatLife Building?

I had a GreatLife toaster
once, and a hair dryer.

Until I tried to dry my hair while making
toast, almost blew up the kitchen.

That's what you get for multitasking.

Coming back to work at night?
Boy, that's dedication.

Or he spotted our tail.

Well, he's still working that neck brace.

You know, he might actually be hurt.

Oh, c'mon... this case reeks of
insurance fraud from a mile away.

- You said so yourself.
- Yeah, but for once, it'd be nice
if the cynic in me was wrong.

If he is really hurt, we lose
that fat insurance commission.

Right, let's nail his ass.
Here, take an earpiece.

You follow him in, I'll make
sure he doesn't slip out the side.

Alright.

- He's headed for the elevator.
- Five bucks says he uses a
handkerchief to press the button.

Ha! Could be wrong.

- So?
- Yeah, I'll get back to you, I gotta go.

Why does it have to be double digits?

Hey, Shade,

I'm covering the side of the
building, you got anything?

I've just gone 14 flights of
stairs to watch a staff meeting.

- Whaddya think?
- I think they got coffee,

I think they got Danish,
I think they're hunkering down.

Oh... great, so the whole day's a bust.

And now you've just made me hungrier
than ever. Wanna grab a burger after this?

Yeah, alright, you win.

- How 'bout we go to that place
with the double bacon meat bomb?
- You read my mind.

Alright, everybody!

Cell phones, wallets, keys on the
table and get on the floor! Let's go!

- Let's go! Let's go! Go!
- What's happening?

Think I'm gonna have to take
a rain check on that burger.

♪ I see you and you see me ♪

♪ Watch you blowin' the lines
when you're making a scene ♪

♪ Oh boy, you've got to know ♪

♪ What my head overlooks ♪

♪ The senses will show to my heart ♪

♪ When it's watching for lies ♪

♪ 'Cause you can't escape my ♪

♪ Private Eyes ♪

♪ They're watching you ♪

♪ Private Eyes ♪

♪ They're watching you,
watching you, watching you ♪

♪ Watching you ♪

I count three gunmen, armed.
Where the hell'd they come from?

Well, they didn't come in this way.
How many hostages?

- Four.
- Alright, don't anybody try to be a hero.

I hear cops, I see sirens, somebody
is gonna eat a bullet, you hear me?

- Hey! Hey! Hey!
- Who? Who, me?

- Ow! Ow!
- Be careful, his neck!

- Hah!
- What did I say?

I'm sorry, sir, but it was a
present from my girlfriend.

- Really?
- O... OK, it was from my mother.
- OK, well...

Looks like a robbery.

With three gunmen? How much
money are these people carrying?

What else could it be? This
place makes household gadgets.

Please, please, whatever
it is that you want...

Ohh...

Hold on, the leader's
grabbing one of the women.

- You're Patricia Marquand?
- That's right, I'm the CEO.

Good, then I got everything I want.

Move, out of this room, let's go.

What about my staff?
You... you'll let them go?

Well, that depends how well
you follow orders. Now!

- What's happening?
- Where are we going?
- Twelfth floor.

Shade?

- OK, I'm coming in.
- No! Stay outside.

- Are you on your way out?
- I'm going to stay in here
and find out what I can.

The more information we
can give the cops, the better.

Not if you get killed in the process.

Well, we can't just leave these people.

- Oh, hey Zoe, listen...
- Hey, I'm just locking up for the night.

No, no, no, no, don't leave.

- We have a hostage crisis.
- Who?

- Me, Shade.
- You're being held hostage!?

No, that's other people. I'm calling
Maz now, I'll conference you in.

Alright! Let's go, Hazards!

- Oh... you're leaving early?
- Yeah, I got tickets to the basketball game.

Oh, OK, um... I'm... I'm just
gonna catch up on some filing.

Those are both for you? That's great.

- Good luck to you.
- Hm-hmm.
- Hm-hmm.

Hey, Inspector Carson.

- Uh... what a pleasant surprise.
- Ma'am.

Here are my notes on
the, uh... Morgan case.

I think it's worth
re-canvassing the neighbours.

- I absolutely agree, I've actually set up
another door-to-door tomorrow morning.
- You did?

Very good. Calling it a
night, are we, Mazhari?

No! No, no, no, I just, uh... put on
my jacket because it is cold in here.

Excuse me just a second, let me get that.

OK, yeah, it's my mother,
just gonna let it...

She's probably just lonely,
she calls me all the time at work.

- Let's get a coffee, get to
work here, huh, alright? Yes?
- As I was saying Sylvia Morgan...

OK... just a second.

Yeah, I'm gonna let it go to voice-mail,
she can just talk to her heart's content.

- It seems like your mom really
needs to get a hold of you.
- No, I'm sure she's just lonely,
you know, she likes to talk.

- You sure? 'Cause it
could be an emergency.
- I doubt it.

- She could've fallen.
- Uh... she spends a lot of time lying down.

- No, she has a point, let's get the phone.
- Yeah.

- Great, yeah, uh... hi, Mom.
- Hey, Maz.

Yeah, I'm just kind of
busy at work right now,

- so unless this is an emergency,
maybe we can talk later...
- Maz, shut up and listen.

- We have a hostage situation.
- What?

- OK... let's go, go!
- OK!

- Try it again.
- I told you, it's not going to work.

Here. Give it to me.

Come on! Damn... God!

Listen, Shade, Maz and the cops
are on their way, where are you?

- I'm in the ceiling.
- What, you're where?

Just gimme a minute, I'm trying to listen.

- How come it won't open?
- This lab area has a higher level of
security than the rest of the building.

- Then how do you get in?
- I can't.

- At least not after hours.
- But you're the CEO.

Doesn't matter, the whole lab
goes into lockdown after 6 am,

when the evening shift leaves,
and it doesn't reset until midnight.

That's two hours from now.

- I am not waiting for some dumb computer.
- Argh... there is one way.

In case of fire, all doors release.

Oh, you... you want me to pull the alarm,

so suddenly this place is
swarming with cops and firemen?

Are you trying to get your people killed?

I'm... I'm just trying to be helpful,
I don't want to see anyone get hurt.

Fine, you tell them to settle in
for a long night, let's go. Go!

- Angie? You still there?
- Yes, I'm still here.

The question is, why
are you still in there?

Looks like the gunmen are after
something in the twelfth floor lab.

- Like what?
- I don't know, but whatever it is,
it's worth taking four people hostage.

And it looks like they have to wait till
midnight until the time lock resets.

- OK, I'll relay to Maz,
but get the hell out of there.
- Copy that.

Hey, Maz, I've got an update.

OK, so the gunmen are after
something in the lab, like what?

I don't know.

Tools, equipment, appliances.

They're going to a lot of
trouble to steal a few toasters.

- Wait a second, something's going on.
- What? Is Shade with you?

Maz, I think they're sealing the building.

Angie, talk to me, please.

I'm fine? And I'm inside.

- You're what!? Angie!
- Call you later.

Hello?

- Shade? I'm in.
- In where?

- In the building.
- But you told me to get out.
- Yeah, I know.

- So then you're in?
- I thought you might need help getting out.

- But now we're both in.
- Who's on first again?

Fine, where are you?

Arriving on the fourteenth floor,
isn't that where you are?

Uh... no, I was on the twelfth floor.
But now I'm on the ground floor.

Oh, for Pete's sake.

Hold on, someone's coming!

Angie, come in!

Get those barricades up!

So let me get this straight.

- Your friends, the private eyes,
are now both in the building.
- That's a good point.

I see that as a good thing, now we've
got eyes and ears on the inside.

- That's true.
- Untrained eyes and ears.
- That's also true.

Two civilians who could screw
up an already bad situation.

That's not a good thing, Detective Mazhari.

That is a disaster in the making.

Inspector Carson, I can
assure you, they are pros.

I'm positive they have the
situation well in hand.

Alright, I'm up here on the
14th floor, where are you?

- I'm hiding in an office.
- Which one?

I don't know.

There's GreatLife products everywhere.
Is the coast clear yet?

Yeah, the coast is clear,
let's get the hell outta here.

Who the hell are you?

- The unluckiest guy in town.
- Who?

Move it!

Who's that?

That's what I want to know.

Um... Jack Purdue.

GreatLife sales rep from Sudbury,
I just blew into town.

I thought I'd come by
the old HQ and say hi.

Well, bad timing, man.

- Wallet, keys and cell
phone on the table, now.
- Yep.

Good, now sit down and shut up.

Take care of the keys and wallets.

- Are you out yet?
- Not exactly.

What? Stop clowning
around and get outta there!

I'd love to, just one small problem.

- Shade's now a hostage.
- What!?

- Hey.
- Hey.

- That's quite the situation you walked into.
- Hmm.

Any idea what this is all about?

Nobody tells me anything.

- You ever been to that
lab on the twelfth floor?
- No, that's R&D.

- You have any idea
what they keep in there?
- That's above my pay grade.

Say... have we met before?

You spend much time in Sudbury?

- No, with all my cats, I don't
get a chance to travel much.
- Hey, you two, shut up!

So, uh... what happened there?

Oh... copy room incident.

My necktie got caught
in the paper shredder.

- Really?
- Oh, it was harrowing.

Whirring blades coming closer and
closer, my life flashed before my eyes.

Kinda like now.

Look, I know things
look dire at the moment,

but I have every confidence that
things will get better before too long.

Look, buddy, I'm the head
of Customer Relations.

- So?
- It was my team that fielded
all those calls from the customers

whose GreatLife Sonic Wave
Plungers exploded their toilets.

- You know what I'm saying?
- No, I really don't.

- I know a pile of crap when I hear it.
- Ah...

Hey, I updated Maz on your situation.

- Yeah, I can guess his reaction.
- Why did you come back up?

- I thought you were in trouble.
- And which one of us is a hostage now?

Can we talk about this later?

Ah... don't do anything stupid.

Thanks for the vote of confidence.

What's going on? Are you guys OK?

I'm fine, but Shade's now a hostage too.

- What!?
- Yeah, listen, it's a long story, um...

the gunmen are looking for
something in the lab here.

Can you dig into GreatLife, see
what's worth taking hostages for?

OK. Hey, boss...

- Yeah.
- Shade's gonna be alright, isn't he?

Of course, yeah, sure.

You know, for a P.I., you're a lousy liar.

Get to work.

- So Matt Shade is now a hostage too?
- Unforeseen complication.

I think it was a foreseen complication.

- I told you to get them out of there.
- Oh, what... in the good news department,

Shade's partner, Angie, is still
running around the building.

Which... could also be bad news.

There's nothing we can do about it now.

We need to figure out what these people
want before it blows up in all our faces.

- Hey man, you OK?
- Not good with stress.

Who is? Don't worry, we're
gonna get out of this, OK?

Do you have any idea
what these guys are after?

Maybe R&D or something.

What would they be after in there?

I don't know, I'm not up on all
the secret development projects.

Charmaine could tell you more.

She's head of Marketing and Promotions.

Oh, no...

The irony is, I'm chief accountant.

You'd think I'd be used to
high-pressure situations.

Don't be so hard on yourself,
this is an extreme situation.

True, compared to this fiasco,
the nationwide roll-out

of our automatic hotdog maker,
the Frankenformer, was a cake walk.

Hey, Shade.

I just heard from Maz,
the building's surrounded.

- What are the cops gonna do?
- I don't know.

If they storm the building, these guys
might freak out and start killing hostages.

- Oh, we can't let that happen.
- I guess it's time to go to Plan B.

- What, we have a Plan B?
- Ah... one of the gunmen just
downed his third bottle of water.

I'm betting a bathroom
break's in his near future.

Understood, I'll see what I can do.

Just wish I had some kind of weapon.

- Good luck.
- SWAT has secured the neighborhood.

We have a four-block perimeter.

Alright, I'm also placing snipers
in the building on the corner.

- They'll have a clear shot
at the fourteenth floor.
- Whoa, snipers?

That... that sounds like
a... really good idea.

- Charmaine?
- Oh... my horoscope told
me not to go out tonight.

It's gonna be OK.

I didn't know that we had
an office in Sudbury.

I hear these guys may be after
something in the R&D lab?

It's the Robo-Slow.

What's the Robo-Slow?

It's a secret project.

It's a voice-activated slow cooker.

You tell it what you want
for dinner, it cooks it.

- You're kidding.
- Oh, if the prototype passes testing,

we're projecting worldwide sales
upwards of 50 million dollars.

Not that it matters anymore, because
we're not getting out of here alive.

Alright, time to go shopping.

Oh, man, uh... I... I need air.

- Sit down.
- I can't breathe.

- I can make that permanently.
- I gotta get out of here, I can't breathe!

- Take it easy, man.
- I gotta get out! I need... no, I need air!

Alright, next person who tries
anything gets a bullet to the head.

- Angie, come in.
- Yeah.

One of the hostages, a guy named Mark,
tried to make a run for it, he got tazed.

Yeah, I just saw him, I think
they're taking him downstairs.

Fearless leader's getting antsy.

I don't think he's gonna
make it till midnight.

- Maz just told me SWAT's
locked down the neighbourhood.
- OK.

I need to talk to the CEO,
Patricia, I'll check in later.

I don't know who you are, but I
don't have any sales reps in Sudbury.

My name is Matt Shade,
I'm a private investigator.

My partner's in the building
too, we're here to help.

- How do I know I can trust you?
- You don't.

But we've notified the police,
SWAT team is outside.

Gotta take a leak.

Mm... then how do you know about the
Robo-Slow? That's a top secret project.

- Charmaine told me.
- Oh... of course she did.

We've tried to keep it under wraps,

but in a company this size,
there are bound to be leaks.

- Is it patented?
- No, not yet.

So if someone were to steal
it and beat you to market...

Not so easy, they'd have to
have manufacturing plants

- and distribution channels
already in place.
- Right.

Anyone come to mind?

Our main competitor.

A housewares company called Best Times.

- But I can't believe they'd
do something like this.
- Mm... you'd be surprised.

- Hey.
- Ah! Son of a bitch!

And then there were two.

Way to go.

Thomas Redfield.

Angie, gimme some good news.

I just took down one of the gunmen,
his name's Thomas Redfield.

- Who are you talking to?
- Uh, Angie took out one
of the hostage takers.

Alright, well, put her on speaker.

Listen, I'm sending you a picture
of his driver's license right now.

We think they're after a
new GreatLife prototype.

Alright, we'll look into it, but in the
meantime, I need you to stand down.

- But I can help.
- I'm ordering you to find a safe room,

secure yourself until help arrives,
we will be in touch if we need you.

- Detective Mazhari, do not
engage with Everett again.
- Yes, ma'am, I mean no, ma'am.

Officer Powers, come with me.

I'm not supposed to be talking to you.

Just listen, then, can you look
into the Robo-Slow angle, please?

Somebody's financing this operation, maybe
GreatLife's competition is playing dirty.

OK, we are not having this
conversation, you got it?

Fine, I also didn't ask you to copy
Zoe on the police report on Redfield.

Oy vey.

Empty?

Well, now it's a party.

Psst!

I saw you talking to Charmaine earlier.

Did she mention me?

No, why?

No reason.

- Are you sure we haven't met before?
- No.

- Last year's conference in Petawawa?
- Uh-uh.

- Team building laser tag?
- Mm-mm.

- Corporate karaoke retreat?
- I think I would remember that.

Hey, how's the, uh... pain?

Well, seeing as how we may not make it
out of here alive, it's nothing, I'm fine.

So you're faking it?

I've been promising Mom a cruise for years.

I finally save the money and Mr.
Bickles needs emergency surgery.

Mr. Bickles?

My oldest cat, urinary obstruction.

So you needed some quick cash.

Mm... Mom gets her cruise,
Mr. Bickles gets to pee.

It's what I call a win-win, my friend.

Shade, I've got Zoe on the line.

Maz called, the search on
Thomas Redfield came back clean.

- No priors, not even a parking ticket.
- There's something else.

He didn't have any bullets in his gun.

What do you think the chances
are the other guys don't either?

Shade, don't even think about it.

Why would a guy like Redfield be
involved in something like this?

I don't know, Maz said he
works for a recycling company.

I called the dispatcher and
they said he's on shift.

- Recycling? Do you mean Apex Recycling?
- Yeah, how'd you know?

Because earlier, I saw one of their
dumpsters parked in the loading bay.

- How many guys are on his crew tonight?
- Um... him plus two.

- That's three guys.
- And three gunmen.

- What're you thinking?
- Why would you need three gunmen
to steal a souped-up slow cooker?

Something's hinky, I gotta
talk to Patricia again.

OK, I'm gonna find the hostage
they tazed, see if he's OK.

- Ma'am? You should see this.
- What is it?

I ran a check on the members of
the recycling crew like you asked.

Two of them, Thomas Redfield and
Steven MacGruder, came back clean.

- OK, and the third one?
- Yeah, not so much.

Darryl Fenwick, convicted of
multiple instances of violent assault,

including unlawful possession
of a firearm and armed robbery.

Well, I guess we know
who's in charge up there.

- Where's Detective Mazhari?
- I don't know.

Um... well, I think I saw
him on his phone earlier.

- Oh... his mother again?
- Maybe.

Um... I hear she gets lonely.

OK, you know what? We need to
establish a line of communication here,

- find out what these guys are really after.
- OK, HQ says that the hostage negotiator is
on his way, so it'll be about 15 minutes

Right, well, we can't wait that long.

Relax, Powers, I did hostage negotiation
for ten years before coming here.

Quiet back there! Roll record, please.

Who's calling here?

Hello?

Yes, this is Inspector Mathilda
Carson of the Metropolitan Police.

Who am I speaking to?

- Where are you?
- Outside the building, sir.

And we are ready to get you anything you
need to bring this to a safe conclusion.

No, no, no, you stay the hell away, OK?

'Cause I see any cops, or this phone rings
again, I'm gonna start killing hostages.

He hung up.

These guys are serious.

Prep the SWAT team.

The cops? What the hell?

Hey, Tommy's not back from the john.

OK.

Kids, back down, OK.

Uh... you keep an eye on
these morons, I'll be back.

Looks like the cops just
called, leader's on the move.

I still haven't located
the other hostage... oh!

- What do you mean, the cops are outside?
- I don't know! I got a
call from the negotiator.

Oh, my God! Where's Tommy?

- I can't find him.
- You're on your own.

- Are you kidding me?
- No, I'm not kidding you!

This is not my fault, alright?

- This was your idea.
- It was such a simple plan, how
the hell could you mess it up?

Wait, you recognised him?

Yeah, I'm sure it's the guy
I saw earlier in the elevator,

except this time he
looks less like a hostage

- and more like a criminal mastermind.
- So this is all a scam.

- It's an inside job, but what's he after?
- Not the prototype.

I found them in the basement, plus, he
would know about the lock on the R&D lab.

The hostages, the R&D lab distraction,
maybe he's playing us for time.

To do what?

- Hey, how did the cops know we're
here? On this floor? In this office?
- I don't know.

Alright.

- Someone in here has
been talking to the cops.
- It's not me.

I can personally vouch for
this gentle flower of a woman.

You all need to hear this, no
one is coming to rescue you.

We're sticking to the plan.

And until I find out who the traitor
is, you're all skating on thin ice.

Skating.

Now I know where I've seen you...

- Oh!
- Hey, hey, hey, what the hell's going on?

Uh... Wallace here was
gonna make a run for it,

and after what happened to Mark,
I didn't want to let that happen.

You're not gonna make that same
mistake again, are you, Wallace?

No, sir.

Hey, Maz.

Alright, Angie, I just talked to the
CEO of GreatLife's competition.

They're already manufacturing
their own A.I. microwave

and they have zero interest
in the Robo-Slow, so...

- that's as far as I got with... that, uh...
- Is that Angie?

- Maybe.
- We think the leader's
name is Darryl Fenwick.

He's got priors, including armed robbery.

And that guy you took out, Redfield?
You'll never guess who his cousin is.

Ah... one of the hostages,
he works for GreatLife.

Oh, you already knew that.

I just found out, his name's Mark
Bates, he's head of accounting.

Wait a second, if this isn't about a
slow cooker, then what are they after?

I don't know, but I think it has
something to do with that recycling bin.

I'm going to go stake out the loading dock.

OK, but, um... Inspector Carson is sending
SWAT in through the parking garage.

I don't like the sound of that.
Can't you stall them?

- So you're the Shadow!
- Shh!

I'm also a P.I.

I'm sorry I had to hit you, Wallace,

but I can't let these guys
find out who I really am.

Yeah, yeah, I'm hip.

- But I think you bruised a rib, Shadow.
- Shh... don't call me that.

Oh, right, sorry, my bad.

So, um... a P.I.?

Why are you really here?

So I'm busted.

Yeah, you are, but right now
you're the least of my worries.

Hey, Shade, fresh Intel on the leader.

He's got a record, robbery and assault.

Can't it ever be good news, Everett?

Uh... SWAT's been ordered
to surround the building?

That dumpster's still down here in the
loading dock, but now the lid's open.

I'll get back to you.

- I can't believe Mark's behind this.
- What would be so big that he would
need a dumpster to get it out of here?

Expensive art? High grade computers?

No, there's really nothing.

Oh, unless...

- Smart watches?
- Mm... they're gifts for the staff.

We've had a banner year.

I was gonna make an announcement tomorrow,

but nobody really knows
about them except me.

Well, Mark's chief accountant, he must've
found out. Where are the watches now?

In the basement lockup, but if anybody
tries to break in, it would set off the alarm.

I'm the only one with a key card...

Oh, wait... that guy kept
it to get back into the lab.

Ah... at least that's what
he wants us to believe.

How many watches are we talking about?

One for every employee
nationwide, roughly 2,200.

- And each watch is worth...?
- A little over $1,000.

Partner, you'll never
believe what I just found.

About two million dollars in smart watches?

You're no fun at all.

- Hey, you guys are spending
an awful lot of time together.
- Us? No, not really.

Not really? Well, it's time to break it up.

Hey... who the hell are you?

Don't suppose you're a hockey fan?

Oh... Matt Shade.

What have we got here?

Oh! Everett and Shade,
Private Investigations.

No, I prefer Shade and Everett,
but what's in a name?

- So you're the one who brought the cops.
- Actually, no, they drove themselves.

- That's funny, OK, smartass,
where's your partner?
- Who knows?

Hey, uh... Everett?

- Who's this?
- This is your worst nightmare.

So why don't you get up to the
boardroom before I put a bullet

in your partner's head?

Clear. Let's go.

- Walk.
- Whoa, take it easy.

Oh, well!

- What the hell took you so long?
- Slow elevator.

Yeah, sure, OK, where's,
uh... where's my other guy?

I don't know, it's so hard
to get good help these days.

Yep, she's your partner alright.

Alright, let's go. Move it, both of you.

- Who was that?
- Must be his partner.

He's a private investigator.

I'm part of his cover.

- Helping him with the case.
- You are?

That's... very brave of you.

Go, go, go.

Look, you know the police are outside.
Why don't you guys just give yourselves up?

- That way nobody gets hurt.
- OK, yeah.

Thank you for the career advice.

- What are you doing!?
- Hah... they know.

What? How?

- Who's she?
- His partner, they're P.I.s.

- Oh, my God...
- This is turning into one of
those days, isn't it, Mark?

I'm sure at some point time
this seemed like a genius idea.

After a few beers, you and your
cousin convince his co-workers

to stage a fake hostage scenario.

Which gives your guys time to
transfer the watches to the dumpster.

A few hours later, you free the hostages,

assuming you have an
emergency escape plan.

Then later, the recycling truck comes
by and picks up its usual load.

Poor Mark, the victim of crazed gunmen,
returns to work tomorrow, a tragic hero.

Nobody the wiser.

Crap! They do know everything.

And now the cops, we're surrounded!

I knew bringing guns into
this was a big mistake.

Jesus, I'm telling... mine's
the only one with bullets.

You think I'd give your idiot
cousin and his buddy loaded guns?

Every... everything's gonna be fine.

After we take care of
a couple of loose ends.

Oh, no, no, no, no, please... it was
never supposed to come to this.

- We've come too far to back down.
- No.

I'm running the show now.
You get that dumpster loaded.

I'm gonna take care of everything else.

Walk.

Get going.

You seem pretty calm for
someone surrounded by police.

There's a, uh... old subway
tunnel underneath this building.

We broke the, uh... maintenance access.

So as soon as those watches
are loaded, uh... we're history.

What about the dumpster?

You're the only ones who know about it.

Actually, that's not true.
What about your buddy Tommy?

- He might spill the beans on your
whole plan just to protect himself.
- OK, OK, OK, OK.

- Where is he?
- We'll tell you if you let us go.

I got another idea.

I start shooting out
kneecaps until you tell me.

OK, fine.

I'll take you to him.

Good, good, that wasn't
that hard, now, was it?

Let's go, keep walking, go.

Team, halt.

He's in there.

You first.

- What's the matter, you don't trust me?
- Hmm... no.

- Uh... I can't find the light switch.
- Ah... wow.

I've been wanting to do that all night.

Hah... what the hell did you
rig up over there, Everett?

- Well, you remember my whole
toaster/hair-dryer disaster?
- Hu-huh.

Got me wondering what would
happen if I daisy-chained up

twenty of those GreatLife's
Lightning Prep Veggie-Dicers.

- Hm! very impressive.
- Yippee-ki-yay.

Drop the weapon!

I got some bad news.

A friend of mine told me your clip's
empty, and that gun's got bullets.

- OK, OK.
- There you go.

Gun on the ground. Get on your knees.

Hands behind your back, let's go.

How you doing?

♪ There's an island in my mind, she said ♪

♪ We could go, we could go,
we could get it there ♪

♪ There's a city in the wild instead ♪

- ♪ We can make, we can make,
we can make it, yeah ♪
- You two...
- These two, huh?

You are just lucky that
no one was seriously hurt.

It wasn't luck, Ma'am.

It was thanks to critical
information Detective Mazhari

was able to glean from
our sources on the inside.

That's true, once I told Maz
the last gunman had no bullets...

- He was able to successfully
defuse the situation.
- Right.

Well, I know spin when I hear it.

Your full report on my desk before sunrise.

- Yours, too.
- Yes, Ma'am.
- Yes, Ma'am.

So, the whole neck brace thing?

Yeah, that was a scam.

- But this isn't, bruised ribs
on company property.
- Ha, ha, ha... yeah, sorry about that.

Now I can say I went toe-to-toe
with Matt Shade, oof!

Besides, I... I... I think
the bandage looks sexy.

Really?

Do you like cats?

Uh... they seem like a happy couple.

- You know who's not gonna be happy?
- The insurance company,

when they have to pay out that new claim.

But we did good tonight, Everett.

I think we deserve a reward.

You thinking what I think you're thinking?

I'm thinking about a double
bacon meat bomb with fries.

- Get out of my head.
- You know, I might even kick in for
a peanut butter banana milkshake.

Best... partner... ever.

♪ Stay wild, stay wild ♪

♪ That's when we're at our best ♪

♪ I know we'll find
everything we're looking for ♪

♪ Remember who we are ♪

♪ And forget who we were ♪

♪ We're driving like the top's down ♪

♪ Smiling down the coast ♪

♪ I'm covered in your lipstick ♪

♪ Oh, darling ♪

♪ We're not diving off the deep end ♪

♪ But we're living on the edge ♪

♪ They can take nothing from us ♪

♪ 'Cause we gave it all away ♪

♪ No states and no borders ♪