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[door opens]

- Okay.

Today is July 27th, 3 p.m.

I am Lawrence Page, Lieutenant City Homicide Division,

conducting this formal interview.

Would you please state your name?

- Mitchell Stanton, agent 1-4-9-8-7.

- Agent Stanton, you have been advised of your rights,

and you are giving this statement freely,

and without coercion.

Is this correct?

An audible response, please.

- Yeah.

- Now agent Mitchell,

would you please start from the beginning

and tell us about what happened.

- Have you talked to anyone else yet?

- Excuse me?

- The survivors.

- A few.

We haven't found everyone yet,

but the ones we have spoke to

had some interesting perspectives.

Your name came up a lot.

- Oh.

[suspense tone]

- Does this make you nervous?

[suspense tone]

- No, it's just that I'm concerned

about the lies they've been telling you.

This whole thing was a blood bath.

[suspense music]

- Okay.

Then go ahead and tell us your version.

- I should have my lawyer here.

[suspense music]

[door opening]

[water running]

- I don't know shit!

Fuck.

[groaning]

- Guy's name is Richie Verdo-Verdiljak.

Look he's a short guy, maybe 140 pounds.

Soaking wet.

You can toss him around a little,

but don't get crazy.

No head trauma this time.

He's got some information our clients back East wanna hear.

- Yeah, what's that?

- He knows where this dumb fuck is.

[suspense tone]

- Richie's got a cousin,

a guy named Dominic.

He's the one my clients want dead.

but only Richie knows where he is.

Connect the dots.

They want it done clean.

No witnesses.

[suspense tone]

[man Groaning]

[loud smack]

[man screaming]

- what tha!

[groaning]

- What do you want me to do Richie?

- Be creative.

After that, you know what to do.

[Suspense upbeat music]

[loud smack]

[man Screaming]

Where are you getting your tools?

[gun clocking]

- Doesn't matter.

- I don't trust her.

- Man, you owe her that much.

[upbeat music]

[gun clocking]

- How much?

- Eight.

- That's per guy?

- Total.

[suspense music]

- Man with all due respect,

that's not a whole lot for what I gotta do here.

- Times are tough.

You don't wanna do it,

I got a dozen guys who will.

So you in or out?

[suspense music crescendos]

[loud gunshot]

[suspense music]

[gunshot]

[suspense music]

- Let me get this on.

Hello?

Oh!

[Instrumental music]

- Watch this,

You're just staring at yourself, aren't you?

You look pretty.

- I'm trying to get - I'm trying to be cute for you.

- Marry me.

[Instrumental music]

- Enjoy your new home.

- Real cool, cool! Real funny.

[slow instrumental music]

Drive off, go.

Are you alright?

[slow instrumental music]

And here we are ring shopping.

Yeah it's a good one.

Shshshsh.

[instrumental music]

[birds whistling]

[instrumental music]

[phone ringing]

- Hey

[knocking loudly]

Let's go!

[phone ringing]

Come on, put your pants on.

[phone Ringing]

[lady laughing]

[objects Cluttering]

- You gotta lose some weight.

You squished me.

- I'm sorry.

[lady giggling]

- I hope the sex was good cause we're running late.

- Yeah, you mad?

- Very

- I mean yeah, the sex was very worth it.

[footsteps clanging]

- Dude could you have at least taken a shower?

- Nope.

I'll save that for your momma later.

- Oh man I know you can do better than your mama jokes.

- You guys haven't booked me on a job in five months.

You couldn't wait five more minutes?

- Yeah, your momma couldn't wait five more minutes.

- My mom's dead bro.

- Yeah.

I know I fucked her to death.

[footsteps clanging]

[door Opening]

[door Shutting]

[punching loudly]

- Look, Frank shouldn't be getting it all, man.

We're doing the work.

- There's always Craigslist.

- [Joel] Yeah, right dude.

Always about money, huh?

No, it's deeper than that.

It's like a respect thing.

The guy doesn't even know me.

- Respect is overrated.

- Guy knows your name,

it means you fucked up.

- Look, you just made this whole thing,

sound a hell of a lot different when you got me into it.

- Just be happy you have a job, huh.

Stick with it though, man.

Couple of years we'll be fucking gods, huh.

[suspense Music]

[loud bang]

- That's enough, man.

Come on man!

Come on, fucking, fucking do it!

Hey man, she's looking

[loud gunshot]

- Hey.

[door slamming]

Tell her I said hi.

- I'll tell your mom you said hi.

[suspense music]

[gun clicking]

- I don't see anything wrong with it.

And you made sure the safety was off?

- Very funny.

- You used it since?

- No.

[suspense music]

- Everything's good.

Try it again.

- Come on.

I'd rather just exchange it.

- I don't do exchanges.

- Yeah, but it didn't work.

- So -

You're saying that your parts didn't work?

- My parts were just fine,

you know that.

- Keep telling yourself that.

[gun clicking]

- Come on, I just don't want this one anymore.

- Don't be so picky.

You know, you can actually use a gun more than once you know.

You don't have to keep coming back to me

for new stuff all the time.

- Yeah, I know.

But if I'm gonna get these from some scuzzy dealer,

might as well be a nice blonde one.

[lady chuckles]

Eric says hi, by the way.

- So in his mind just saying hi to me means what?

I'm gonna bend over and just let him do his thing?

- I think he's just trying to be nice.

- It's funny.

He used to always talk about how we should just hook up,

get it over with, and now he won't even leave the car.

- Well, you're both single,

if you change your mind.

- He used to do that when you and me were dating.

[suspense music]

I guess I just have a thing against dating guys who

fired me.

[suspense music]

Or the guy who got me fired.

- Look, somebody stood us out

and was Frank's call anyway.

So what do want me to say?

- You don't have to say anything.

[gun clicking]

See something you like?

- Yeah, what do you recommend?

- What's the job?

- Don't know yet.

What's good?

- 38 Special, a Glock.

A potato gun.

Same things I always recommend.

Same song and dance.

- Sold.

[suspense music]

- I'm not gonna beg.

- I'm not asking you to.

[lady chuckles]

[suspense music]

[man chuckles]

Doesn't work.

- You sure about that?

[suspense music]

Well, I guess you did have a good reason

to come see me today.

- Yeah, I don't think there's a bad reason to come see you.

- I don't think Sabrina would agree.

[loud upbeat music]

[background rap music]

[camera shutter sound]

[car wheels rolling]

[background rap music]

[camera shutter sound]

- Show us your tits!

- What are you doing Friday?

- Nothing.

Just watching Netflix with Sabrina.

- That's nice.

- Look, to be honest,

I'd really just like to get working.

- We'll see.

It's been a slow quarter.

- Come on man, I'm your best guy.

You can't tell me there's no work out there, nothing.

- There is.

But I know you don't work for free.

- What about Ivan, Eric, Abbot, they're always working.

- Hits are maybe a once a month gig these days.

They're not the moneymaker they used to be.

You wanna work?

What other skills you got?

- What do you want?

You want me to pull out a Master's degree?

[man giggling]

- If you were a master, you wouldn't be working for me.

Look, I just don't have a lot of years to make it go with this,

so I don't wanna waste my time.

- You think I'm wasting your time?

- No.

No.

Look, I just wanna know that it's going somewhere.

- I got a gig.

It's all queued up,

but you're not gonna like it.

You don't want it,

I got no problem giving it to somebody else.

[tense music]

You in or out?

[tense music]

[suspense music]

we're being investigated.

- What?

- Guy calls me up.

- a Cop,

- His name's Mitchell.

Says he's got some information on what's coming.

Indictments, 302's, surveillance,

Google searches, everything.

[suspense music]

Guy wants 150 grand for it.

[suspense music]

- What do they know?

- All told, there might be a rat.

[suspense music]

- So what?

You want me to do the exchange?

- No.

I want what he has and I want him dead.

[suspense music]

- Killing a cop?

- Is that a no?

- No, no, but.

- Look there's a rat not 20 feet away,

and you just wanna let it go?

- No, I'm not saying that.

All I'm saying is people notice when cops get hit.

- Don't make it one.

Make it a suicide, a heart attack.

Be creative.

That's your department.

- Look Frank, you're not even gonna get any

of the actual evidence.

You're just gonna get copies.

- Look, all we need is names.

Then we know who to fire.

- But, if they really are after us,

then maybe it's not a bad idea, just to bolt.

- You wanna explain that to your wife?

You wanna answer those questions?

- I have to leave for a few days.

I'll be working.

But, uh -

you'll get the whole house to yourself now.

- Are you feeling okay?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, I don't say this enough,

but you can talk to me about things.

And I know that there's somethings that we can't -

- We talk.

I Like talking to you.

- Me too.

I like it too.

It's just that things change when you work.

[suspense music]

There's a difference between holding me and holding onto me.

I can feel it.

- Come on, Sabrina.

- I can take it.

- I just don't want you to have to.

- If it's money, I could go back to modeling,

- just for a couple of months. - It's not a money thing.

Sabrina, stop it.

Stop.

Look, we're together, that's it.

I'll take care of us.

[suspense music]

I promise.

[suspense music]

- I got a connect coming up.

[suspense music]

Might lead to some corporate gigs.

[paper flapping]

If that comes through,

that's your hourly wage.

There's another 20 when you're done.

- Yeah, I can get used to that.

[suspense music crescendos]

[glass breaking]

[breathing heavily]

[suspense music increases]

[man breathing heavily]

[suspense music]

- Where is it?

- Fuck off.

- If you don't tell me where it is,

you know what happens next.

[suspense music]

You know what I have to tell Frank.

I entered the house,

I cornered you in your study.

You fought back valiantly.

- Hey, just listen to me.

You're making a big fucking mistake!

- My gun went off.

He didn't get up again.

I'm sorry, boss.

- Jesus!

Will you listen to yourself?

- I searched all around.

- I'm telling you you're making a mistake.

- All around, but he wouldn't cooperate.

- Joel!

[suspense music]

- Stole a few things,

I cleaned up.

- If you do this, you're damned.

Your friends get that and you're fucking dead.

Did they tell you what I have and why you're here?

- Doesn't matter.

- Believe me it's gonna matter.

You do this and you're signing divorce papers in solitary,

best case scenario.

I can help you.

You want your kid to be a goddamn orphan?

[tensed music]

- What kid?

- You didn't know, did you?

Alright, genius.

We tapped your phone, yours and Sabrina's.

We've even got an office pool on whether

it's your kid or not.

- Say her name again and I'll fucking kill you.

- Isn't this what you came here for?

Fine.

You want more, go check the computer.

[suspense music]

- Dad, what's going on?

[suspense music crescendos]

[footsteps clanging]

[suspense music crescendos]

[phone ringing]

- Frank, hold on.

So what's this all about?

What's going on?

- He's fucked us.

- We do not know that.

Just talk to me.

- Look, you don't know that,

not we.

I can't afford to be kept in the dark here.

- Frank, I know this guy.

He would not lie about something like this.

Whoa whoa whoa,

Hey, hey, hey.

I know him, Frank.

You are just being paranoid.

- Paranoid?

It's gut instinct.

And when I follow it, I'm right.

He's talking

and you're gonna shut him up.

- Really because he didn't call you.

So now that's enough?

- I don't have to explain anything to you.

You wanna do what I do?

You wanna run this little kingdom I have someday,

then embrace it!

[phone ringing]

Paranoia is how I knew Robbie snitched.

[phone ringing]

Now I got something better than that.

[phone ringing]

I wanted Abbot for this job,

but you vouched for him.

[suspense music]

Take care of this.

- Hey, he's a friend of mine.

- There are no friends in this!

[suspense music]

He's a weapon,

and he's broken.

Whatever button you have,

that gives us that CD back and him dead,

push it.

[suspense music]

Don't fuck this up, son.

[suspense music]

- I know it's no good for me but,

you are not really helping right now.

[car engine idling]

- Just saying that, start using your brain.

If you're gonna sell guns,

don't sell them to your ex.

Cut him off.

[car engine stopping]

[door shutting]

[footsteps clanging]

[door opens]

[lady screaming]

- Let go of me.

- Sabrina!

[gun cocking]

- Do not move!

Drop it, back up.

[suspense music]

- You said don't move.

- You know what I mean.

[tense music]

[loud thud]

[loud gun shot]

Where is he?

- Fuck you.

[loud commotion]

[tense upbeat music]

Fuck you!

[suspense music]

[man panting]

- Go get her.

[loud commotion]

[man panting]

- I don't like this any more than you do Joelie.

- Don't!

- Don't make it hard on her.

[man groaning]

- Sabrina!

Over here.

Get up, get up.

[lady screaming]

Over here, over here.

- I can tape her mouth shut

and fucking break her nose.

Do you wanna watch her die out like that?

[man breathing heavily]

- No.

[lady crying]

- The only thing wanna hear from you,

is why when Frank told you to get the drive

and kill Mitchell,

you didn't do it.

[lady crying]

- Just let her go.

Just let her go.

- No.

You want me to fuck her up the ass, huh?

Will that get you talking?

[lady crying]

- Ask him about the thing.

The wiretap.

- Yeah I know Wes, I'm fucking getting to that!

- March 26th, Wes calls you,

asks if he can help you with the McMahon gig.

I was sick.

You tell them you're fine.

July 18th,

Wes gets hired to take out Goldberg.

The next day he calls Mitchell,

and tells him the whole goddamn thing.

Goldberg is hidden away by the state.

He tells you, he's in a fucking swamp!

He's lying!

He's a fucking rat.

- The fuck he's talking about Wes?

- He's making it up!

- Look at the situation.

[tense music]

- Mitchell give me everything

[man panting]

- Fuck!

- He's lying.

- Get your fucking ass over there.

[man panting]

[tense music]

- Let's just listen up.

I need to hear what he has to fucking say.

Don't make me dig more holes, Wes.

- He's calling me a cop.

- I don't give a shit what he's calling you,

I wanna hear what he has to fucking say.

- Don't tell me you believe in this guy.

- Fuck I just wanna hear what he has to fucking say!

I don't know if it's bullshit or not, just shut the...

[gun shut]

[tense upbeat music]

[gun shot]

[tense upbeat music]

[footsteps clanging]

- Don't.

[gun shot]

[lady screaming]

[tense music]

- Somebody help!

[man groaning]

- Shit!

[keys cluttering]

[footsteps clanging]

[phone ringing]

- Hello?

[tense music]

- Abbot, meet me at the back alley

on Auburn drive now.

It's an emergency.

Now Abbot!

[tense music]

[car engine stopping]

[loud banging]

Come on let's go.

Let's go! Let's go!

- All right, you said it was an emergency. What's going on?

- Yeah it is.

You gotta unload that.

The trunk.

[phone ringing]

[tense music]

[phone ringing]

- Yeah, hello.

What's going on?

Talk to me.

I don't know.

I don't fucking know.

He called me 10 minutes ago, said it was emergency.

- Is Eric there?

- Who the fuck is that?

- That Frank?

- Frank.

Yeah, no, no, no.

Listen, we can't talk right now.

It's fucking nuts.

Yeah, we'll call you later.

Okay, bye.

Let's go.

[door opening]

Oh shit.

[door shutting]

- Eric, Eric.

- What?

- Frank,

he doesn't want this.

- Is Frank here?

- I just don't think it's a good idea.

- You don't think, Abbot?

Just get the fuck over there.

- Alright, fine.

[door slumming]

[car engine revving]

[footsteps clanging]

[phone ringing]

- What is it Joel?

[car engine roaring]

- Hey, I'm on my way over. Can you help me out?

- Wait, what?

- I said, I'm on my way over.

- Can you help me out? - What, slow down.

- Hello.

- Hey, do we have any more towels?

- Hello?

- What?

Hold on.

- Towels. - Elena who are you talking to?

- Second drawer on the right.

- Second drawer?

- Who are you talking to?

Hello? - Yeah.

- In here or the hallway?

- In there.

- Elena please, I can meet you over there in 20 minutes.

- You are not coming here.

Joel, Joel!

- I wouldn't be calling you if it wasn't an emergency.

All right?

- Just help me out, all right? - Joel listen to me!

- Who are you talking to?

- Hello?

- Joel, listen.

I'm only gonna say this once.

There is nothing between us that counts as an emergency.

- I have nowhere else to go right now.

- Do

not

come!

Please!

- Hello?

[breathing heavily]

[phone ringing]

- Hi Eric.

- Hey, I gotta come by and get some things.

You're the only person on the way.

- Now is really not a good time.

- Why?

I'm a few minutes out.

You won't even know I'm there.

I -

- I

- And let me in.

- I have people over and the game's on and some other things.

- Elena, it is not a good day to say no to me.

He fucked us.

- What?

[door opens]

[man groaning]

Holy shit, Joel!

- I gotta sit down.

- No Joel, you need a doctor.

- No, no, no.

No doctors.

They're gonna ask fucking questions.

- I'm asking fucking questions!

- Come on!

- Jesus, fine.

Go to the garage, okay?

I'll let you in.

I got people here.

Just go.

- Who the fuck is that?

[man groaning]

Wow.

- I think you better go.

[smooth upbeat music]

- Give a shit about thinking who the fucking rat is.

[car engine roaring]

- You're paranoid.

- I'm not fucking paranoid!

- I did, you understand?

- The van.

The van really?

The fucking big white rapist van?

You think that's a good fucking idea?

- My wife has the Camry

- Yeah, well -

you know what -

[smooth upbeat music]

- Well, it could have been worse.

That's all I'm saying.

[smooth upbeat music]

- I don't think today could have gone any worse.

[smooth upbeat music]

- Actually I was talking about your face,

but it wasn't much to begin with so.

[smooth upbeat music]

- Thank you.

[smooth upbeat music]

- Save it.

- Who's the guy, your,

your boyfriend?

- Oh.

No, that's Dennis.

He's a friend.

[smooth upbeat music]

- He's already using your shower?

- Maybe.

You jealous?

- No, he's short.

[smooth upbeat music]

I should've went out after her and they took her and I-

- Where do you think he's going?

[smooth upbeat music]

- You tell me.

[smooth upbeat music]

- I got some hash if you wanna.

- No, I need something different.

I need pliers, gas and a blow torch.

[smooth upbeat music]

- Came to the wrong place, hun.

Okay.

I'm trying to keep that

separate from whatever this is.

- Elena you can't keep these things separate anymore.

- But you're the one who put me here.

[smooth upbeat music]

I'm out, okay?

As far as all this goes,

I got nothing to do with it.

I am neutral and I am doing you a favor, that is all.

- I'm asking for your help.

- With what?

[smooth upbeat music]

I'm not going to war with you, Joel.

And if you do that, hey,

[smooth upbeat music]

look at me.

And if you do this, she is dead.

[smooth upbeat music]

She is dead.

You're alone, and I am not picking up the pieces.

- Okay then, what would you do?

- What?

- Look, if you were me and you were sitting here,

what would you do?

[smooth upbeat music]

[car engine stopping]

[garage door opening]

[smooth upbeat music]

- Yeah.

Just take it all.

- You're a real life saver, Elena.

wasn't gonna get this shit where I'm going.

- And where's that?

[suspense music]

[man breathing heavily]

- Do you have any duct tape, like a lot of it?

[suspense music]

- Maybe, I don't know.

[suspense music]

- Could you check?

[lady chuckles]

- You better pay me back for this.

- Yeah, right.

[footsteps clanging]

[suspense music]

[water splashing]

[suspense music]

- Let's go.

- could you start out by telling everybody

about what a genasaqua is.

I briefly mentioned the beginning

that maybe we're talking about Bigfoot, maybe we're not.

Tell everybody a little bit about the term genasaqua

- Well, genasaqua originated, its a native term.

- Here.

This is the best I could do.

[suspense music]

So you really think he's ratting you out.

- Us.

Ratting us out.

You're in this too you know.

[suspense music]

- Well, we don't talk much.

- Yeah.

But you see him enough.

They're gonna wanna know where he gets his tools.

[suspense music]

- What?

So, I'm a liability now or?

[suspense music]

- Pretty little thing like you,

just toe the line.

[suspense music]

- You know,

this doesn't seem to be bothering you very much.

- What are you talking about?

- Eric, you were his best man.

- Yeah.

Look how he paid me back.

That's why he wants more aggression

[gun clocking]

- Out!

[water running]

Okay,

if he's a rat, then why aren't we all in cuffs right now?

[suspense music]

- Exactly what we wanna know.

[suspense music]

You really haven't seen him.

- Eric is 50 feet away.

He'll be here before I hit the ground.

- I'm gonna have to shoot him too.

[tense upbeat music]

- That's a hell of a gun for a beginner.

[water heater rumble]

- Your ride's waiting.

[tense upbeat music]

- Just gotta use the restroom.

[tense upbeat music]

- Toilet doesn't work.

[tense upbeat music]

- Just gonna wash my hands.

[tense upbeat music]

[car engine starting]

- I need your car. - Fuck off.

- Elena, I told you this is not the day-

[loud smack]

- Get the fuck out.

[tense upbeat music]

- Well, I'll see you later.

- Hey, buddy.

[door slumming]

[loud smacking]

[tense upbeat music]

[breathing heavily]

[door slamming]

[tense upbeat music]

- Yeah, she's all right.

[camera shutter sound]

- Is that gonna be a problem?

- No, I'll live.

[chuckles]

[metal hinge opening]

- Hell of a shiner you got there.

[Sharp bang]

[footsteps clanging]

- You and your boy get the fuck off my crime scene.

[tense upbeat music]

- Condolences.

A friend of yours?

- I got bullet holes in the wall.

Foul play and a homicide.

His name is Wesley Carter.

He's 30 years old.

What do you know about it?

- Never heard of him.

- The homeowner is a girl.

Her name's Sabrina Carrero.

Her husband is Joel Carrero

and they're both missing.

- What's your point?

- Just said, I'm gonna watch you burn.

- You?

[giggling]

You ain't burning me.

- Maybe your clients can.

I'm sure they don't want this shit out there.

- You had anything, you'd have used it by now.

- One word and I got 50 guys

who would like to break every bone in your fucking body!

- So do I!

maybe you're delirious.

Maybe you should've stayed home.

- Lemme ask you something.

You ever try explaining why

a two bit greased up thug

wants to kill you in your own home?

You know what it does to them?

- We're just trying to protect our families.

- Yes she did.

It was the weirdest

'cause I wasn't really even

thinking about getting married and then

she just did it, So,

like fuck it, why not you know

[giggling]

- Those were your words exactly?

- Yes of course.

- God damn, she didn't waste any time.

- Your mama didn't waste any time

[door slamming]

[footsteps clanging]

[tense upbeat music]

[tense upbeat music crescendos]

[tense upbeat music crescendos]

[fast footsteps clanging]

- Frank!

Eric get the fuck outta here.

[gun shot]

- Joel, what the fuck are you doing?

[gun shot]

[tense upbeat music]

[loud blasting]

[tense upbeat music]

- I get this thing on.

- Joel, please

[man panting]

Come on, man.

Come on, man.

Let's talk about this.

We don't, you don't,

- That's right.

- You don't have to kill me.

- I have your head of security right here.

You didn't really get the memo about me.

He let me right in your fucking door

and now look at him.

Say hi,

- Please.

- Say hi to Frank.

- Please don't do this.

- Say hello to Frank!

- Hello Frank.

Please, please, Joel

- Fucking kid.

- [Owen] Come on man.

- Came to my house,

took my fucking wife!

[man panting]

I want my fucking wife back.

You bring her back,

or I'm gonna fucking kill every single person you know.

- Come on man.

Come on now, just talk to me. No, no, no, no.

Please.

- Sit dowm

- Please.

You don't have to do this. You don't have to do this.

Joel please.

- Look in the fucking guy right here.

Get a fucking look at it.

- No.

- Huh!

Get a fucking look at it.

- Please, please, don't do this.

- It's a very interesting proposal.

Expensive, but,

I think we can work with it.

Benoit told us a lot about you.

- Hopefully not too much.

[lady giggling]

- I have to admit, it's pretty exciting.

It's kinda like a true crime novel.

[crow chanting]

Theoretically, how soon can you execute this?

- Give me a few days and I'll deliver.

- Could you be a little more specific?

- I'm restructuring.

- I heard.

Anything that concerns us?

Call us in six months.

- 40K.

Joel Carrero.

After that, no phones.

- Dead or alive?

[car engine roaring]

- You're getting out over here.

- Really?

You're gonna drop me in the middle of fucking nowhere.

- Just stop up here.

- If you go, I'm coming after you.

- I'm gonna blow your head off.

- I think we both know you're not gonna do that.

- You don't know the first thing about me.

[car roaring fast]

- Look, lady, you can put the gun down okay?

Because I'm not the kind of guy who's gonna kill a cop.

- What did you just say?

[car screeching]

[lady screaming]

[man panting]

- Fuck.

[loud gunshot]

[sharp metallic tone]

[loud commotion]

[lady groaning]

[car engine idling]

- Well done, Abbot.

[door slamming]

[footsteps clanging]

[car driving away]

- This is Mitchell Stanton, 1-4-9-8-7,

checking in with CI, Sabrina Landry, October 16th.

Do you verify?

- It's Sabrina Carrero.

- Whatever.

What do you have to report?

- Well, I mean, Joel comes and goes,

but he doesn't talk about what he does.

- And you don't find that odd?

[upbeat music]

- What do you want me to say?

[upbeat music]

- Then let me ask you this,

have you seen him with inordinate

amounts of money recently?

- Inordinate?

[upbeat music]

- Okay,

have you seen him handle large amounts of money?

- I know what it means, and no.

[upbeat music]

- Then how are you guys paying your bills?

[suspense music]

And why is everything in your name?

- Why do you think?

- I'd like to remind you

that avoiding jail time for your drug arrest,

was contingent on you supplying me with usable information

for my ongoing investigation of Franklin Daley.

- I get it.

Okay, I get it.

Yeah.

- Do you?

- Yes!

- Then give me something.

- He does some illegal stuff,

yeah, but,

I don't know what I'm supposed to be looking for.

You haven't given me anything useful.

- I haven't given you anything useful?

[suspense music]

When you guys first met,

[suspense music]

and you asked him what he did for a living,

what did he say?

[suspense music crescendos]

- I'm in construction.

What do you do?

- Me?

- Yes, you.

What do you do?

- I'm a model.

- You're a model?

Wow.

- Yeah.

Why, is that so hard to believe?

- No, you fit all the requirements,

but I just don't see a lot of models that,

kinda, look like you.

- And how many models do you see?

- You'll be my first actually.

- I'm an alternative model,

like goth chic, pinups.

My phone rings when a company wants to look edgy.

- Okay.

So, what should I get you then?

Champagne maybe?

[chuckles]

- No

I'm not a champagne kind of a girl.

I'm a cheap date.

- Yeah.

What you are drinking anyways? It looks really confusing.

[upbeat music]

- It's called the Sabrina,

the bartender named it after me.

- How is it?

[upbeat music]

- It's bad.

[man giggling]

- Hey bud, can I get a Sabrina?

[upbeat music]

- I'm telling you,

its not good for you.

- I'll take my chances.

[upbeat music]

[cricket rattling]

[bug buzzing]

[footsteps clanging]

- Don't even think about using the "A" word.

I don't even wanna think about it.

How far long are you?

Six weeks.

You know, I always thought that when I got pregnant,

I'd be ecstatic.

It'd be doing

back flips off the wall.

Now it's complicated.

- It's always gonna be complicated.

- Yeah.

And it's gonna change everything.

[upbeat music]

I don't think you'd understand though, there's a lot at stake.

- Then help me understand it.

I mean, are you scared of Joel?

[tense upbeat music]

- Say again.

- I found some guns in the trunk of our car.

- What kind of guns?

[tense upbeat music]

- Couple of shotguns some handguns.

[tense upbeat music]

- And you don't think that looks suspicious?

[tense upbeat music]

- He has a hunting license.

[tense upbeat music]

- You know, I actually am kinda sorry about this.

[breathing heavily]

Think of it like a

camping trip.

- Fuck!

- Really?

Let's not do something that we're gonna regret.

[suspense music]

Okay, Sabrina?

[suspense music]

You're babysitting.

- I didn't sign up for this.

Hey, Eric, my kid's

- I don't give a fuck

about your kid's soccer game, Abbot.

[suspense music]

Take off your fucking skirt and do it.

Your kid's terrible,

they're gonna lose anyway.

[suspense music]

[footsteps clanging]

[suspense music]

[phone buzzing]

- Fucking kid, came to my house, took my fucking wife.

[suspense music]

[crowd chatting]

- Everything okay?

[phone ringing]

- Fucking scale up.

[deep upbeat music]

[tense upbeat music]

- Frank, I'm sorry things got so fucked up.

But I swear we are gonna find this guy and when we do,

we are gonna rip his goddamn heart out.

He is not gonna know what hit him, alright?

- What is it you do for me, Owen?

It is Owen, right?

- Yeah.

I'm head of, a head of security.

- So, who's guarding the place now?

[suspense music]

We got another one

[man choking]

[car engine roaring]

[siren ringing]

[footsteps clanging]

Tell me something.

Did you get names?

The drive, anything?

[upbeat music]

Look at me!

[sharp slap]

[upbeat music]

- No.

[upbeat music]

[man exasperated]

- I had three more employees when I woke up this morning,

now I don't.

Show me a fucking bright side.

[upbeat music]

- I think Wes was the one of the rats.

- Based on what?

- It was something Joel said.

- Joel wasn't the rat.

- He has to be.

Nevermind!

[upbeat music]

Did Joel tell you that with a gun to his head?

- He's not gonna do anything as long as we have her.

- Tell that to him.

We got cops looking for him.

Ones we like and ones we don't.

We can't afford the attention.

Not with Benoit looking over my shoulder.

We need subtlety.

- Subtlety.

You want subtlety?

You think hiring a bunch of tweakers and meth heads

is gonna help that?

We could do this ourselves.

- But not coke heads?

[upbeat music]

We tried it your way, it didn't work.

I'm hedging my bets here.

[upbeat music]

- Once I know where he is,

he is fucking dead.

- You want him to pop up for air?

Well, cut up her face.

Chop off her finger.

[suspense music]

Take an eyeball.

- You want me to fucking do that?

- I don't care what you do, just handle it!

[suspense music]

I'm gonna lay low until this is square.

[suspense music]

You wanna make me proud?

[suspense music]

Fix this.

[suspense music]

Or don't bother coming home.

[suspense music]

- I can do this, Frank!

[duck tape peeling]

[slamming door]

[lady voice on radio]

- License and registration.

[suspense music]

- I must have dropped it somewhere.

[suspense music]

- Step out of the vehicle.

- Man, you really don't wanna do this right now.

- I said, get out of the car.

[opening car door]

[man groaning]

You got any sharp objects on you?

Anything I'm gonna cut my fingers on?

- Only if you rub hard enough.

[suspense music]

- You're pissing a lot of people off today.

- That's my superpower.

[door opening]

[suspense music]

- Real high roller, huh?

[suspense music]

- Now a friend of ours

wants to meet you tomorrow morning.

At the park on first street.

- Yeah, tell them to go to hell.

[suspense music]

[loud smack]

[man groaning]

- Tell me you understand me.

[suspense music]

- So you left him alone with two killers watching.

Why in the fuck would you do that?

- Look, you asked me to give him a message.

I did.

I'm not risking my life

for some fucking asshole.

[smack]

[car skidding off]

[suspense music]

[footsteps approaching]

- But that ain't the end of the story, is it?

[tense music]

[loud blast]

[water waves beating]

[upbeat music]

- Drink up.

[upbeat music]

I really hope you like uncooked top ramen.

And Bourbon

[upbeat music]

- I'm pregnant.

[upbeat music]

- Maybe later then.

You smoke?

[upbeat music]

I'm not trying to be snarky.

For what it's worth,

neither one of us is meant to be here.

[upbeat music]

I'm missing my kid's soccer game.

- Why don't you just get Mitchell

and the rest of then to bail us out?

- It's not really how it works.

- Really now?

Look at us in here.

You don't think that this is enough?

- The minute I give something over,

everything changes.

If I do that, I've gotta have something big.

Which means, Frank.

With this, I'm not about to risk everything

unless Mitchell tells me to.

- Yeah.

You're an errand boy.

[upbeat music]

- I'm a survivor.

[upbeat music]

Is what I am.

Now you can think about me what you like.

But I made my peace with this a long time ago.

[upbeat music]

People I work with,

[upbeat music]

they're friends.

[upbeat music]

They've been there for me.

[upbeat music]

But I know Frank,

things ain't going his way,

You're just an ant,

and he's a big fucking magnifying glass burning you.

- You think Frank knows about this?

About who we are?

- Let's hope not

or else he's going to plan C.

- Killing us.

- And everybody who works for him.

[upbeat music]

It's business.

- What business is this, huh?

The mafia?

[upbeat music]

- It ain't the mafia.

[upbeat music]

Mitchell didn't prep you for any of this, or Joel?

- How could they?

- I kinda figured you weren't a trained cop.

Just clueless.

- Whatever.

[upbeat music]

I just wanted to protect him.

[upbeat music]

- You're already thinking like a parent.

Boy or girl?

- I'm gonna die in here.

Just help me!

[upbeat music]

[door opening]

[lady screaming]

[door slamming]

[suspense music]

- Come on,

- There you go.

- Please

[man screaming in background]

come on.

- A kid, came to my house, took my fucking wife!

[upbeat music]

[water trickling]

- Look, not for nothing, but if I wanted to record this,

we've got mics that can hear from across the pond.

[water trickling]

And I could arrest you for carrying a gun in a public park.

- Nice shiner.

- You too.

You here to collect the bounty?

- If I kill somebody

its for way more than 40,000, okay.

Those are chump wages.

And you're welcome by the way

for warning you about it.

- Yeah, no thanks.

- Okay. So we're gonna play the blame game now?

Because that kind of thing goes both ways.

- Look man, if you're not here to take me in or kill me,

what do you want?

[camera shutter sound]

This was taken five minutes ago, and I can get her out right now.

- Get her out.

You know what I'm gonna ask.

- Fuck you, just get her out. - I'm not negotiating.

- She's my wife.

- You know who she is Joel?

She's bait.

- She's not a fucking toy.

[water trickling]

What do you want?

- Frank, Eric, the whole house of cards.

You go on the record,

and you avoid prison time, maybe.

[water trickling]

- I just want her back.

- Okay.

Then?

[upbeat music]

[water trickling]

- You were gonna sell her out if I gave that CD to Frank.

[water trickling]

now you want my trust.

- Look, I warned you, okay?

I could have said nothing

and you wouldn't even be here.

- Yeah, it's because you're such a great guy.

- But we want the same things.

- Bullshit.

[water trickling]

You want money.

I have the CDs, I have the wire taps, I have everything.

If I show a judge that,

me and you are gonna share a prison cell.

And I don't care if your kid watches,

I will fucking kill you this time.

[water trickling]

- The last thing you want, Joel,

is to have a US attorney going over your file.

Look, no matter what,

this thing's gonna hit you like a fucking hurricane!

[water trickling]

- Just give me Frank and Eric.

And you guys are free.

That's it, that's the deal.

[water trickling]

- I'm not free.

- Look at that gun over there by the fountain.

Take a look at him.

[water trickling]

- Don't you touch my family, don't you touch my -

[upbeat music]

- That's Richie Verdijak.

He used to work up north in the sticks.

The guy wasn't a real success story.

Sort of a middle dude with a gun, nothing big.

A couple of months back,

some mother fuckers tortured him.

He talked.

Somebody disappeared.

[water trickling]

Somebody didn't like that,

motherfuckers gave him a limp,

the other guys cut out his tongue.

- Yeah he got off easy, I won't.

[water trickling]

- Now's the best chance

you have to see your kid grow up, man.

Choice is yours.

[water trickling]

[car engine roaring]

[crickets rattling]

Have you seen him

with an inordinate amount of money recently?

No matter what, this thing's gonna hit you

like a fucking hurricane, hard.

You do this and you're signing divorce papers

in solitary, best case scenario.

If you do this, you're damned.

Your friends get that, you're fucking dead.

[loud smack]

[man groaning]

- Fucking dodge for me there Joelie.

[suspense music]

[phone ringing]

- Hey, you got a few minutes?

[suspense music]

- Yeah.

[suspense music]

Honey, hey.

[suspense music]

Are you there?

[suspense music]

- Yeah, I'm here.

- Look, listen.

Hey, just hold on.

I'm gonna take care of all this.

I need you just to sit tight.

I will see Eric soon and get you out of there.

I promise, I'm gonna get this all taken care of.

This will all be over by tonight.

[suspense music]

I love you.

[suspense music]

- That's enough of that.

- Put her bacK on.

[suspense music]

- I'll talk to you later.

[upbeat music]

[man groaning]

[suspense music]

- You want me to pack her things first?

- No, not quite yet.

- Why not?

[suspense music]

[man sniffing]

Why not, get your fucking hands off me.

Why not Eric?

[suspense music]

- This is fucking bullshit.

[suspense music]

[car engine roaring]

[car engine idling to a stop]

[orchestral music]

- Excuse me sir, can I get you another beer?

- Yeah, I'll take another.

- Hey Amigo, he might wanna card this guy.

He's younger than he looks.

[orchestral music]

I'll have what he's having.

[orchestral music]

- What are they doing here?

[orchestral music]

- Oh, well, maybe they're on a date.

She has a type.

- She wasn't a part of all of this.

- Your mom isn't part of all of this.

[orchestral music]

Look, if Sabrina were here,

it'll just be more complicated.

We're just gonna handle this quietly.

- No, you don't even have her. - Oh, fuck you, Joel.

I got her.

[orchestral music]

Come on man.

Frank doesn't know I'm doing this.

I'm sticking my neck out for you,

but it's complicated.

- No this is not complicated.

Okay, where is she?

[orchestral music]

- Once I get it, you get Elena,

I gave her GPS coordinates.

- What coordinates?

What the fuck are you talking to?

That's the kind of thing that we tell a guy

before we shoot him.

- Its the best I can do right now.

- Your best is shit.

- That wasn't the plan.

- Noth-

[orchestral music]

nothing has been going according to plan, dude.

[orchestral music]

- How do I know she's not already dead?

[orchestral music]

- You have my word.

- Fuck your word.

[orchestral music]

- Shouldn't take this long.

- When we were going out, they'd get like this.

They start by talking about work

and then it turns into your mama jokes.

[orchestral music]

- So.

[orchestral music]

How've you been?

- Fuck you, Abbot.

[orchestral music]

- You could've just taken that.

[orchestral music]

- Yeah.

Would you rather a finger came with it?

[orchestral music]

Coz Frank would have me chop it off but I didn't do that.

[orchestral music]

Look man, if any of this shit

that we've gone through has meant anything,

you gotta just fucking believe me when I say she's alright.

[orchestral music]

[crowd chatting]

[instrumental music]

- Man, you know,

- Not for nothing but,

I always thought Elena was cuter.

- Alright noted.

Are are we done yet?

[instrumental music]

- Almost.

Couple of files missing here.

[instrumental music]

- Maybe he deleted them.

- Yeah, maybe.

[instrumental music]

It's the movie files that I'm interested in.

[instrumental music]

- What movie files?

[instrumental music]

All right, we're done.

[instrumental music]

- Not yet.

[instrumental music]

Do it and she's dead.

[instrumental music]

- When you two first met

and you asked him what he did for a living,

what did he tell you?

Say again?

[tense upbeat music]

[instrumental music]

- Let's take a walk.

[clanging footsteps]

[loud commotion]

[tense upbeat music crescendos]

[man agonizing]

[tense upbeat music]

[man groaning]

[tense upbeat music]

[man groaning]

[loud gunshot]

[man screaming]

[tense upbeat music]

[man groaning]

[tense upbeat music]

- Eric

[loud gunshot]

[instrumental music]

[car engine roaring]

- Dad,

I found the rat.

It was Abbot.

It was fucking Abbot and that fucking Sabrina.

- A lot of good that did us.

- Dad, you don't understand.

This is what I'm saying.

I fucking did this.

It's solved.

- What about the people you shot in the restaurant?

[car engine roaring]

- What,

I didn't have a choice.

It was them or me.

What am I gonna fucking do?

[upbeat music]

- Eric, this isn't something

we should be discussing over the phone.

[upbeat music]

- Fuck!

Fuck!

[tense upbeat music]

[car speedily driving]

[siren ringing]

[tense upbeat music]

- Can you shut down those monitors?

I'm gonna be shooting in this direction.

[tense upbeat music]

- I guess I should be surprised at all this,

but I'm just not feeling it.

- Can we get on with this?

[tense upbeat music]

- But just remember,

you're going on the record now, okay?

You can't back out now.

[tense upbeat music]

- How do I look?

[tense upbeat music]

[car speedily driving]

[tense upbeat music crescendos]

- Hey, you gotta speed this up, okay?

[tense upbeat music]

[car engine stops]

[door slamming]

[tense upbeat music]

[door opening]

- Get out!

[door slamming]

- Hey we gotta go.

- No.

[tense upbeat music]

- I have to go and you have to go. There is no we in this.

- Elena we don't have time for this right now.

- Yeah, okay.

You're right, we don't have time.

- So, you go out there.

You can save her and live a long and happy life,

far the fuck away from me.

- We have choices right now.

- Choices?

When did I ever have a choice in this?

Because of you I'm fucking done out there.

[tense upbeat music]

- But you wanted to get out. It's all we used to talk about.

- But I was getting out.

It was gonna be my choice,

my goddamn choice.

[tense upbeat music]

Did they have a choice, Joel?

Those people back there,

did Dennis?

[tense upbeat music]

- Elena, I.

[tense upbeat music]

- You're a selfish piece of shit, Joel.

[tense upbeat music]

You know what, a year ago,

[upbeat music]

I would've gone to war with you.

If you were on the run, I'd be there. But not this.

[upbeat music]

- I'm sorry.

- Go.

[tense upbeat music]

I never wanna see you again.

[upbeat music crescendos]

- This is Mitchell Stanton,

Agent 1-4-9-8-7, conducting a formal interview.

Please state your name.

[upbeat music]

[man breathing heavily]

Your name please.

[tense upbeat music]

- Franklin Arroyo Daley.

[upbeat music]

- What is the nature of your relationship

with Eric Daley?

[woman on radio]

- He's my son.

He was.

[upbeat music]

- He was troubled.

[upbeat music]

I run a lot of legitimate businesses,

including this photography studio.

He asked if he could run it.

[upbeat music]

I told him he could.

I didn't raise him to be a killer.

[upbeat music]

I've never been the nicest to him.

[loud gunshot]

[car driving off]

I did the best I could.

[upbeat music]

- And you have asked for immunity from prosecution,

is that correct?

[upbeat music]

- Correct.

I have nothing to hide.

[upbeat music]

I didn't wanna ruin the reputations

of my legitimate businesses or my family,

because of the actions of my son.

- I've heard enough.

- I'm not done.

Turn it back on.

- I got evidence that puts you right there

with the worst assholes this side of the country.

And you're gonna play the legitimate businessman?

- Put it on.

- What the fuck is the matter with you?

- Put it on!

[upbeat music]

- I thought this was about family.

- Isn't my son enough?

[upbeat music]

- I don't know, is he?

[upbeat music]

- If he's a good enough son, he'll do the time.

Now hit the fucking button.

[upbeat music]

I first became aware of his crimes

approximately two weeks ago.

I immediately contacted my

[gunshot]

[upbeat music]

[gunshot]

- Sweetie, sweetie, sweetie.

Baby, hey, look at me.

Hey, hun, sweetie,

look at me.

Put your head on this.

[upbeat music]

[cloth tearing]

[suspense music]

[objects dropping]

[suspense music]

[loud smack]

[man groaning]

Fucking bitch

[objects cluttering]

[man panting]

[loud commotion]

[tense upbeat music]

[loud smack]

[man groaning]

[tense upbeat music]

[man groaning]

- Damn it!

Fuck!

[tense upbeat music crescendos]

[objects clattering]

[tense upbeat music]

[lady groaning]

[loud smack]

Fuck!

[tense upbeat music]

[man groaning]

- Stop!

Stop!

- Shut up!

[tense upbeat music]

- Stop it!

[man groaning]

- Look at him.

[tense upbeat music]

Look at him!

[tense upbeat music]

I didn't do that.

You did that.

[tense upbeat music]

- I covered up shit he was doing for years.

[tense upbeat music]

- I had his back.

What did you do, Sabrina?

[tense upbeat music]

Fuck you!

[tense upbeat music]

You turned him in!

[tense upbeat music]

What're you here for?

[man groaning]

We could've been fucking gods!

[man panting]

[tense upbeat music]

[loud smack]

[tense upbeat music]

[lady panting]

[loud smacking]

- God!

[loud smacking]

God!

[loud smacking]

[lady breathing heavily]

[upbeat music]

[man groaning]

[upbeat music]

[man groaning]

[upbeat music]

[footsteps clanging]

Wait, where's my car?

[background upbeat music]

- I don't know.

I think you've got a little bit too much to drink,

I think you're an alcoholic.

[background upbeat music]

- I am a model.

I am allowed to be.

It's not my fault, you can't hold your liquor.

- What?

You started that whole thing with the Sabrina's,

that they can fuck you up.

[background upbeat music]

- It's what I've been told.

[man chuckles]

I'm not a model anymore.

I hope you're not disappointed.

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- Why, what happened?

- I left.

I ripped up the lottery ticket.

[lady giggling]

- You're a ballsy girl, there ballsy girl.

Walking away from all that money.

- Yeah, well money isn't everything.

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Except, right now, we need a cab

and I don't carry any cash.

- Well, I happened to be a thousandaire.

[lady giggling]

- I saw.

Construction workers don't make that kinda cash.

- But I'm a fucking awesome construction dude, that's why.

[chuckles]

- Sure.

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But, but you're not them,

So what do you really do?

[background upbeat music]

- You promise not to tell?

[background upbeat music]

[man coughing]

[upbeat music]

[car engine idling]

[man coughing]

[car engine idling]

[upbeat music]

I hope we have a girl.

[upbeat music]

[deep throbbing upbeat music]