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Do you remember this?

Is that the cab from Napa?

It absolutely is.

Oh, come now, you
have out done yourself.

Mm. You're worth it.

Next up, some fresh bread.

Mm, oh, is that sour dough?

Yeah, from San Francisco.

What did I do to deserve this?

Walk down memory lane.

Oh my.

And last, but not
least, your favorite.

Is that your mother's recipe?

It absolutely is.

Mm, hm, hm!

I made it fresh last night.

Oh my. You spoil me.

Anything for you,

honey bear.

Oh.

Cheers.

Are we expecting someone?

No, no, no, no.

I got it. You've done enough.

Be right back.

Charlie. Yeah, now
you owe me double.

She brought her fucking
husband and you know

the cleanup alone will be huge.

Don't be a cheap ass.

Would've been a 100,000.

Do 75.

Send me a photo of the guy,
I'll send you the cash now.

Cheap ass motherfucker.

Ow!

Listen, kid. I didn't
even know they had a child.

Bad intel on my part.
You're gonna be okay.

Maybe just a few stitches.

You got a lot of moxie.

You remind me a little bit of
myself. Keep your head high.

You're gonna have good
days and bad ones,

but hopefully one day
our paths will cross.

Our paths would
definitely cross again.

I am gonna train every
minute of every day,

and when I'm ready, I will
haunt you to hell and back.

And I will rip your heart
out and feed it to you.

You cold-blooded killer!

Big mistake.

Of all the meetings, you
choose to be late to this one.

Do you know how
many strings I had

to pull to get this meeting?

I'm so sorry I'm late.

Save it. Here's your packet.

The investors are in this
study. They're waiting for you.

They've been going
over the packet

while they wait, coffee boss.

Boss, I like the
sound of that.

You're sweet.

And you're late. Get in there.

Thank you for coming.

What you have before you
is a proposal to go live

with a service that has been
beta tested in a small town.

Now this app was created
to connect buyers

and sellers, providing
a unique e-commerce

for a variety of
illicit activities that,

until recently,
were only available

on the deep and dark webs.

Now we had anticipated
that sex trade,

sales of narcotics, would
yield the highest profit,

but ironically, it
was the hit services.

That was our highest earner.

We decided to call
the app The Kill App.

And if you could
turn to page one

in your packets, I'll
tell you how it works.

Listen, here, bitch.

I know you were
at my house last night.

Oh, goddammit, Tammi,

how many times am I gonna have

to tell you that I'm not
fucking around with Stan!

Should lay off the coke.

Come on, bitch.

That's Misty,
younger sister of Rose.

She's seen better days.

She dipped her toes
in the assassin world,

but the problem
is she cannot keep

from tripping over
her own two feet.

- Jim?
- Shit.

What the fuck did I say about
sneaking in on me like that?

Jim I had a feeling something
was happening yesterday.

I felt it in my gut.
Should have bet you.

Our Rose's sister's dead.

How'd you know that's
what I was gonna say?

Henry called me first.

Said Misty was reported
dead this morning.

So is he gonna give it to us?

Why wouldn't he?

Wasn't my evidence
that led to a mistrial.

Was that motherfucker,
DA Jangles,

that's who fucked us on this.

So we got it.

Yeah, we got it.

So what are we
still doing here?

This is a big break, Jim.

Why are you reading
yesterday's paper?

Somebody's trying
to make a point here.

Coincidences like this
don't happen everyday.

Do you wanna run
into an ambush? Hm?

Like fucking last time.

No, sir.

Well then, get your gear

and get the fuck
out of my office.

Sit around here
bullshitting all day.

Oh, god.

You all right, Dave?

I'm sorry, Mike, man, I
just ain't never seen nothing

like this before,
and you, Becky,

you gotta calm down.

Don't you tell
me to calm down.

You two are gonna screw
the pooch on this.

I can hear it
marking. Goddammit.

Listen, Becky,

- uh, ma'am.
- Ma'am.

Don't you call me ma'am.

Dispatch has already
alerted the city police.

They're already en route.

- I am so relieved.
- That means

that they're on
their way, Becky.

Meanwhile, Tammi's
killer's running

around the goddamn countryside.

You're asking me to sit
here with my thumb up my ass

while we wait for a
couple of dog dicks

from L.A. to come up here and
waste my motherfucking time.

Now hold on a second, Becky.

No one asked you to have
your thumb up your ass.

We didn't ask her that, Mike.

Listen, it's a real shame
what happened to that poor girl.

Sure is.

But us running around
on a wild goose chase

is not gonna bring her back

to life looking
for some Bentley.

I mean, besides
her eyeball is stuck

to the headlight
on this thing, man.

That, that's what they
said over the radio, Mike.

It stuck right on the,
ah, shit. Oh, Jesus.

Go spew some fucking
goo, there he goes!

There he goes again.

You know what a
wild goose chase?

It's called a search,
Mike, a fucking search!

Now listen, all right,

there's specific protocols
for things like this.

Leroy's already
collected some evidence

and some tire tracks.

And our, our little old station

just can't handle
these type of cases.

No, it's not
Mike. No, it's not.

Oh, now is that?

- Ah, shit.
- Just not nice.

Ah, come on, Christ.

Somebody moved the
goddamn body! Shit!

Cops are gone, thank god.

Where's my sister.

I don't know that either.

There's a whole lot of
blood out there, Becky.

And you were supposed
to protect her.

If you wanted
to keep her alive,

she should have been with you.

Give me answers now.

This isn't a fucking rehab!

You've been on the run
for five goddamn years.

I don't give a shit
what you're telling me.

Now you go get one of
your girls right now

and you tell me where Misty is.

Anita, get your ass in here.

She was the last one
to see her alive.

Hi.

What did
the car look like?

It was gray.

Give
my love to Rose.

Where you going,
you fucking whore!

I will kill you, bitch!

Come down here, I'll
rip those fucking extensions

right out your
goddamn fucking head!

Lady, get the fuck off me!

I
told you I'd fucking kill you!

Oh, you fucking crazy bitch!

I said I'd fucking
kill you! Fucking whore!

I'm lucky that
bitch only sliced me.

Whenever she'd get all coked up,

she always thought I was
fucking her goddamn man.

Like I would want
any part of that.

Lord knows what she was
walking around with.

I'm sure Misty's fine.

Threw her in the car pretty
good, but she's a tough chick.

Are we done here?

Gotta stop letting these
girls do so much coke, Becky.

How do you think
I keep 'em twerking

after their little
blade parties?

I think it's Hank.

I'll go get my shit.

Now that's Hank.

Co-owner of Kill
App, and my boss.

He's a, he's a bull
in a china shop.

Goes 0 to 60 drop of a hat.

Whoa! Overkill, Rose?

Shoulda brought more.

If it's Hank that
took my sister,

he'll have every hit
man in 60-mile radius

ready to kill me, just
like the last time.

Well, it looks like

you're gonna teach him
a little accountability.

Just don't blow our
ass to China doing it.

Guys, I just got the message.

A million bucks
on your hit, Rose.

Hey!

Are we good?

Rose, relax, we're
good, we're good. Relax!

It's good, it's good.

Does it say who posted the hit?

No, sweetheart, it
doesn't, but

six free agents have already
been first responders, Rose.

We gotta get the fuck
outta here. Right now.

Rose, this was on
Misty's changing table.

Dear Rose, come
out and see the trees.

I just took your
sister to Paradise.

Maybe you can meet
her there. Love, Hank.

Can I get a ride.

Yeah, just give me a sec.

I bet
your sister thought

I would have given
up after five years.

Maybe I would have if that cunt

hadn't killed my
brother Quentin.

I know you guys
don't have anything.

What about you, baby?

Think I'm all in.

No! Please!

That's Quentin,

Hanks older brother, former
member of the kill squad.

Loved cards, women, and liquor.

Problem is, he took
out Rose's lover,

backstabbing Rose.

Big mistake.

When Quentin died, Hank
started losing his shit.

Looked pretty bad for Hank.

C'mon, kid, you
remember all this shit

from the case files, right?

That's why I think it's Hank

that's trying to draw
Rose out into the open.

You might be right,
Jim, but I, I don't know.

The list of people
that want to kill Rose,

it goes on and on.

I got a gut feeling.

I'll put a hundred on it.

You'd bet that much?

No, I'm just fucking with you.

Look at yesterday's paper.

There's a picture of
Hank in the courtroom.

Told ya, fuckhead, bam!

Shit.

You know, this photo
doesn't really mean shit.

That sheriff ever
get back to you?

Nah, I think he's
having some trouble.

- Trouble?
- Yeah.

He was gagging on the phone.
Crime scene was really bad.

A stripper's head exploded.

But he can't dry

his fucking eyes
and call you back?

I'm sure he can, but a
stripper's head exploded.

He's probably a little upset.

But he's positive
it wasn't Misty?

Eh.

Well, ma'am,
did you see anything?

Yeah, I saw her
fucking head explode.

Did you get a make or a model?

Even a license plate
number? Anything?

Yeah, it was gray.

Hello? Okay.

Okay, I'll, uh, give you a call

when I get back to the office.

Yeah. Bye now.

- So-
- We done?

No we ain't done!

We got an open
investigation here.

Relax, Becky.

Don't tell me to relax.

Now Anita, you know you
ain't out of the woods, right?

I need you to understand that.

Excuse me?

She tried to fucking
kill me, Michael Dean!

Listen, I know
you're my cousin,

but running around,
shaking your ass for money,

this kind of shit's
gonna happen.

Look at you. You
coulda got killed.

Yeah, I'm fine. I'll get
a ride home with Thomas.

You better watch it,
missy. I got my eye on you!

All right, listen, Hank,
by bumping up the price

on her head, we are massively
cutting into our profits.

I know. I, I know.

Uh, give it a minute.

There's lots of others
that want her dead, too.

By the end of the day,
the price will go up.

Okay, okay, I'll do it.

Let's break
down this Kill App.

Okay, so here we have
our client tracker

where I keep my
eyes on where all

of our assassins
are at the moment.

As you can see, this locale
is, uh, is packed with 'em.

Tends to happen when there
was a big ticket kill.

At the Command Center, this
is the brain of the app,

you've got the standings
of all our divisions:

assassinations, kidnapping,
even laundering at the bottom.

And on the other list,
we got live stats

on what our clients are doing
in the killing department.

Finally, this is the most important
part, the top kill list.

Most wanted is Rose. More
details will be coming on her.

What the fuck are you doing?

I'm thinking about
six million bucks.

Are you in?

Good. Now shut up.

Rose!

You sorry son of a bitch.

Your price just popped up.

You're trending at 10 million.
We gotta hit the road.

I'll take that, you
miserable motherfucker.

I got you, bitch.

Ah, what the fuck?

Ah, what the fuck?

This is Spurlock,
right? Ah, shit!

Roll it down.

This is Spurlock County, right?

I don't know.

Oh, ho, you don't
fucking know either, huh?

So you
think you can keep

your mouth shut about all this?

Yes, yes, I can
keep my mouth shut.

Sir, an officer

is en route to your location.

You said he was overweight
and white male. That correct?

Really? What the fuck?

It's Rose.

Wait, this thing is saying
my last known whereabouts

are at a gas
station in Spurlock.

Could be Charlie
laying down cover.

Uh-oh, Hank just pinned
12 million on your tail.

Not worried about that.

Hank won't be alive
to pay anyone.

30-35,
40-50 to 35, come in.

Maybe that wasn't Charlie.

Shooting reported

in Spurlock on Barbara Avenue.

The suspect is
armed and dangerous.

So you two boys are telling
me you didn't see nothing?

The
guy went pretty fast,

sir, it's hard to say.

Driving fast.

I pulled you over, you were
doing 10 miles an hour.

That fast for you?
What about you?

We thought we heard
some firecrackers.

Firecrackers.

Okay, and what is this here?

This a devil shirt
you're wearing?

No, sir?

Are you smoking
the devil's lettuce?

- Hm.
- Huh?

Uh, that's Pete,

right-hand man of Hank.

He's as savvy as you get,

master manipulator, and
loves to stir the pot.

Killing to him is,
uh, it's a game,

and he is one of the
top earners on the app.

Uh, how, how can I help
you ladies get started?

Are you okay?

My, uh, my sister, she,

can I start you off with
some coffees or something?

Sure, uh, two coffees
and regular sugar.

That's great.

Anything for you, miss?

Two coffees with regular
sugar. Anything else?

Uh, for
right now? That's fine.

- I'll, uh-
- Thanks.

I'll be right back with that.

I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

No guns. Too loud.

That's Will,

not brightest of the bunch.

He came to the U.S. via Austria.

It's not really the money
that drives him to kill.

It's the thrill.

The app is a godsend for him.

Fuck do I let these bitches
talk me into this shit?

Told you leaving me
here would pay off.

Since we're good friends,
I'll only take half.

That's not
what we agreed on, Pete.

Don't overstep this deal. You
know how I feel about deals.

Look, it was your
idea to increase

the rate to get more hitters.

Ah, fuck, it's Anita!

I told you to tell that
bitch to stay in the car.

She's crashing from coke.

Usually she turns
into Sleeping Beauty.

I don't understand
what's happening.

Look, I don't give a
fuck. Just don't kill Pete.

Okay, I'll wait.

Shit!

Jesus Christ, Joe!

We need you to come
out with your hands up.

Look, there's no
reason to be rude.

We put a call into
the state police.

They're gonna be
here any minute.

Rose?

Where are you, Rose?

Where the fuck is
your friend, Hank?

Hank? I don't know what
you're talking about.

Who the fuck is that?

Oh, I bet you say that to
all the girls, huh, Pete?

Yeah, and they usually end up

just like you're
about to, bitch.

Listen, fellas, I'm
gonna head out round back.

You guys gonna be okay?

Yeah, yeah, we gotcha, Joe.

- Go, go, go, go, go, go!
- All right.

Shit, Mike, what
are we gonna do, man?

Hey, Dave, call
Nancy. We need backup.

We got backup coming
from the city.

They're gonna be
here any minute.

Nancy, Dave, I need
Carl down here, man.

What?

Carl's got the flue.

What do you mean
Carl's got the flu?

Nancy, I don't give a
fuck if he's got diarrhea

shooting out of his
goddamn ass, man.

We, we're in a
real shoot-out here

with real criminals, man,
and they got big guns!

Nancy, we need backup
and we need it now.

She is 60!

I don't give a fuck
if the man's 60, Nancy!

Are you listening to me?
Get his ass down here.

Oh, you're in here,
you fucking bitch.

Dave, what here?

Just tell her to give those
detectives our location.

We need them here now.

All right, hey, Nancy, listen.

Tell them L.A.
dicks that we're at

the Harvest
Steakhouse in Spurlock

and we need some backup
right now, goddammit!

Shit, Mike, what are
we gonna do, man?

Oh, hell no.

Drop that shit. Slide it over.

Becky, don't you make
me fucking shoot you.

I will open
up that empty head

like a goddamn watermelon!

- Drop 'em!
- Okay, all right, okay.

Easy, easy. Take it easy.

There you go.

You're my bitch now.

Get those cuffs out,
cuff yourselves together.

I don't have the
pink, furry ones, I-

- Now!

- Okay, all right, all right.
- Do it!

All right, all right, Becky.

Easy, easy now. Look, I'm
just reaching for my cuffs.

- Okay? Okay?
- Good boy.

Here we go. All right.

- Cuff yourselves together.
- All right. All right.

Come on, Becky. Don't
point that thing at me now.

Come on!

Okay, on your feet!

Calm down, Becky.

On the
fuck things now!

Okay, okay, okay, okay!

- Okay, okay.
- Now, walk to the back door.

Okay, okay.

- Back it up.
- Okay, okay.

Hey, come on!

- Okay, all right.
- Now.

- Okay.
- I will shoot you.

We're walking.
We're walking now.

Give me another second, okay.

Shit!

Fuck!

Ya dumb fuck!

Give me the fucking gun.

And you're gonna get in
the fucking chair now.

Faster.

That's a good boy, Pete.

I'm gonna ask you one more time

or I'm gonna tie
you up, asshole.

Oh, you're gonna tie me up?

You haven't even
taken me to dinner.

Last chance.

You know what?

I think I'm gonna bust
all your teeth out

and fuck your mouth.

Put the rope over your head.

Okay, bitch. Now I
have to tie myself up?

Put the fucking rope
over your fucking head.

Do it.

And now you're gonna tell me,

where did Hank take my sister?

You know, you keep asking
me about this fucking Hank.

I don't know who the
fuck he is.

Becky.

Put your foot on the gas
and move forward 10 feet.

Fuck is Hank?

You don't
have the balls, bitch.

You don't have the-

You fucking bitch!

I don't need balls, sweetie.

That Paradise Cove.

Don't fucking act like
you don't remember.

That's where you
killed Hank's brother.

Didn't you get Hank's love note?

God, man, Mike, I don't wanna
die today, son of a bitch!

Shit, man!

We're connected!

Hey! Now don't you
girls try to chase us.

Give me the fucking
key! Both of 'em, now!

Okay, okay, okay,
shit. Goddammit.

- Fuck.
- Come on!

- Give a pinch.
- Okay, okay, okay,

okay, okay, son of a bitch!

She does got a nice
ass, though, Mike.

- What?
- Okay, shit, fuck, all right!

Oh, fuck!

- Dave, Dave!
- Oh, shit, goddammit!

- Dave!
- Son of a bitch!

- Goddamn!
- Did they hit me, man?

Am I hit, I'm hit,
I'm a goddamn,

just listen to me, Mike.

Just feed my goldfish
for me, will you, man?

Oh, stop!

Aw, shit! God!

Fuck. Fuck!

You stole
my kill, motherfucker!

I almost fucking had her, man!

Fuck you!

Fucked up my shot.

You fucked up my shot!

You fucked up!

Fuck!

Fucked up my shot, dude!

You ready?

Hit it.

You son of a bitch.

I can't believe you fucking
made me miss my hit!

Fucking amateur hour
over here. Jesus Christ.

Buzz, hello.

Where the fuck do
you find these hitters?

I remember when you had
to have at least 10 kills

before you even got
in the fucking system.

I had to add some fresh blood

in the mix to keep you
old guys on your toes.

Huh?

Oh yeah, this,
everybody-gets-a-trophy mentality,

it's gotta stop, it's
getting you nowhere.

Well, we all can't be
made as good as you, Buzz.

What's the situation
on the ground?

Oh yeah, everybody's dead.

It's a fucking
shitshow down here.

I'm working on it.

Pete was supposed to handle it.

Oh, she won't last the night.

She's trending on the app.

Okay, let me ask you this.

Is the price really gonna go up

because I can just wait

till it hits 20
million and retire.

Don't get cocky on me, Buzz.

It's basic economics, okay?

You know, the price
fluctuates based on the needs.

So right now, she's in the lead,

but she's on the
top of the list,

but the minute could
be anyone else.

Money can be on someone
else, maybe you.

That's Anita,

one of Hank's go-to killers.

She's a slick one.

Soon as the app launched, she
hit the top three earners.

She'll take your lunch and
make you happy she did it.

Hank, she's killed Pete.

They didn't even
make it a clean kill.

They made Pete suffer.

This is something we
can't afford to let go.

Keep your money,
Hank. This is personal.

Thatta girl.

The cops are
coming. I gotta go.

Do I still get the
million for the Buzz hit?

I'll handle that.

Okay.

Marilyn, you
already fuckin' up.

That's Al,

Anita's partner, former Marine.

He is the toughest of the bunch.

As a POW, he had
his eye carved out

without leaking a word of intel.

Take the money.

You're already gonna end
up killing this bitch.

Don't, don't regret taking
that money from Hank.

Trust me.

Rose'll pay for this.
Don't you worry about that.

Ow, fuck! Shit.

- Trina.
- No!

This is
the last one, Hank.

Caught this coward
hiding in the kitchen.

Perfect.

Please, this is all me

- and my family have.
- Thank you.

I, I-

- I got news for you,
pal. I own this place now.

So no one's gonna do a
goddamn thing, you got it?

Please! My family!

Oh, my family!

You think anyone gave a
shit about my family? Huh?

My brother was shot right
here in this very restaurant.

I'm sorry, please
just let my family go,

- and let the help go-
- Hey, hey,

shut the fuck up!

All right?

If I hear you say
another goddamn thing

about your family, I
will rape your wife

in front of your daughters
and the cleaning lady.

Do you understand? Not
a goddamn fucking word.

Are we on the same page? Sh.

Take him out and
tie up his family-

- No, but just, just a-

No!

Listen to me!
Shut the fuck up!

Thought you said you understood.

Zip it! Fuck!

Tie his mouth up, tell the cook

there's two more coming
for dinner, thank you.

Why are we keeping
these people alive, Hank?

Ah, you know what, Shark?
I fucked this shot up.

No!

You know what? You're right.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, zip
it! I'm not gonna kill you.

Who's gonna clean the
rooms, right?

Did I sink anything?

Let's hit the nice balls.

You can clean up the
mess. You are a maid.

Jesus Christ. Can you
re-rack this, Shark?

You got it, boss.

Fucking terrible break.

The fuck? Your price
just dropped eight million.

It's
gotta be a set-up.

Hank, he is way
too sharp himself,

and he thinks he's
gonna kill me.

That is garage sale shit, man.

I mean, are you sure that
was Marilyn's husband?

I'd be more afraid of Marilyn

than I would that
cheap shit Hank.

I'm not worried about Marilyn.

We gotta have a
game plan, okay?

I mean, we can't
just cut and paste

and show up like
we did last time.

Why can't we?

Because you still have
eight million on your head.

Hitters gonna be coming
out of the woodwork

like flies on shit.

All right, we're gonna
get these cons at night.

We're gonna park behind the hill

and we're gonna run the
guns down the restaurant.

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

We gotta be fresh.

William's Lake is
three hours away.

I don't
care about the time.

I need to get to Misty.

And if you're
not on your game,

you can't do your
sister any good.

When's the last time you slept?

I drove
straight through.

What we need is a
automotive opportunity.

Okay? This car is hot.

If we get popped
before we get to Misty,

your sister is fucked.

You're sure they were
headed to Paradise Cove.

Yes, sir.

I heard that poor
fellow scream it

when Rose was
cutting his hand off.

Inside?

Such a nice place,
though, that Paradise Cove.

I love the smell of the
Lake in the morning,

you know, bacon and eggs.

Just looking out over the water,

- it's a beautiful thing.
- And shut the fuck up.

Sir. Are we good to
kill these bitches?

I have to be honest with y'all.

My cousin Anita, she was shot
right in the head in Spurlock.

Shut the fuck up, Captain.

We got four hours before
we get to Paradise Cove.

You guys need to
shut the fuck up.

Nobody's calling anybody.
Nobody's radioing anybody.

Rose is smart. She's
gonna be listening.

The more people we tip
off to our following her,

the harder she is going to run.

And we are going to do
things differently this time.

We're gonna surprise that bitch.

She is gonna be sitting there,
minding her own business,

and I am gonna show up
and pistol whip that cunt

into next fucking week,

you're gonna slap the cuffs
on her for the last time.

See, Jim here was
the only one who ever

arrested the killer Rose.

What's ironic is he arrested
her at the Paradise Cove.

You don't say?

Yeah, he hit her with his car.

Slammed right into
or out of nowhere.

Then I did slap
the cuffs on her,

and a year later she
walked on a technicality.

It was fucking DA
Jangles, it was his fault.

You could have been
quite a detective.

Shut the fuck up, okay?

I'm sorry about your cousin.

Thanks.

It's like the good
old days, huh, Becky?

Yeah, I can't believe
that shit went down.

You know, Rose, I'm
sorry about Misty.

I shoulda covered for her.

I don't blame anyone
but myself, Becky.

I shot Hank's brother,
not you or Misty.

Should never have
taken that contract.

Well, there's only
one thing left to do.

And that means we jack a
car, put some road behind us,

find a place to sleep.

Tired?

Fuck.

I got fucking shot!

I got fucking shot!

10 years ago, that shit
wouldn't have got past me.

Goddammit.

We need to
find another car.

Maybe a doctor? I don't know.

- What do you think?
- No, no, no,

- I got a kit in my car.
- What do you think?

Maybe. I don't
think it's that bad.

It's not that bad, CEC scotch,

CEC scotch, that's all I need.

- Here, you're okay.
- Let's go.

- Let's go.
- Okay.

Gentlemen, I wanna
thank everybody

for coming out here tonight.

Now I'm hoping that
one of you cretins

can kill this
fucking bitch, Rose.

Now you're all
part of the elite.

So do not disappoint me.

I don't know when
she's gonna show up,

but I can guarantee you this.

When she does, this bitch is
gonna be armed to the tits.

Don't take her lightly.

Everybody get out of
their Kill App right now.

Get a visual on the mark.
Get an ID on this bitch.

You're looking at the bitch

that killed my brother
right here in this.

And right here is where
that cunt is gonna die.

You know what? I'm gonna
sweeten the pot a bit.

Whichever one of you
cretins can bring

that fucking bitch to me
alive and in the handcuffs,

I'm gonna toss in a
$2 million bonus buff.

Yeah!

Oh, now I've got
your attention.

Let's go. Yeah.

This way, this way, first
thing in the morning,

I can put a fucking bullet
in that bitch's head myself.

Yeah!

Wait a minute, no, this way,

First thing in the morning,

I make her watch me cut
your fucking head off.

Then I put a fucking bullet
in that bitch's skull.

- Whoo!
- Yeah!

You like that? Yeah?

Oh, yeah, you lik that. Nice.

Well, I'm tuckered out.

I'm gonna go to bed.
You're gonna keep me warm.

Let's go. Gentlemen,
happy hunting buff.

Shark and I'll be
placing side bets, too,

if anyone's interested.

Think you all
know who to bet on.

C'mon, Shark. We all
know you're a shit shot.

That was one fucking time.

Besides, I don't need to
be good shot with this.

All right, fellas, bar's open,
handle your fucking business.

Let's go.

All right, what
you two lovebirds need

to remember is I
outrank you both,

so you can cuddle it up on
the floor there together.

I don't care, Jim.
I'll sleep in my clothes.

It's better than
sleeping in the car.

You and your gratitude shit.

Jim, I think the
deputy's right.

We should let one slip in
the back of Rose's head.

The fuck are you talking
about, let one slip?

Talking about a
fucking bullet, Jim,

right in the back
of Rose's skull.

No bad evidence this time.

Two plugs in the
back of her head.

Would you listen to him?

Are you listening to yourself?

This sound like something
a cop should be saying?

Jim, keep an open mind.

Hey, Dep, would
you get us some ice?

Sir, I'm all ready for
bed. I'm in my underwear.

I can smell that.

And you're not in bed,

so get your fucking ass
up and get us some ice.

Fine. I'll
go get some damn ice.

Don't be afraid to hit the
shower on the way back through.

What the fuck?

Course I'd love
to kill the bitch,

but you're gonna say something
like that in front of him?

I don't know this
deputy. Do you?

Do you know this deputy?

Well, no, they-

- Okay, then why the
fuck would you say

something like that
in front of him?

Hey, we were
partners long before

all this AA positivity
honesty bullshit, okay.

Now, would you say
something like that

in front of your wife?

Jim, I just wanted us to be
on the same page, that's all.

I'll talk to him
in the morning.

I'll tell him to do it.

That's a win-win for everybody.

What the fuck?

Course I'd love
to kill the bitch,

but you're gonna say something
like that in front of him?

I'll talk to him in the morning.

I'll tell him to do it.

That's a win-win for everybody.

Mav, tell Hanger's there's
gonna be cops of the event.

It's the two detectives,
they wanna kill Rose, too.

I was hoping you'd say that.

Good job, Marilyn, you and Jenny

made us put the
odds in my favor.

This shit's going
on too long, Mav.

We gotta do something.

Get rid of this fucking bitch.

No doubt, no doubt, but as
long as he's putting money

in my bank account,
I don't give a fuck.

Jenny Vevo.

You mean Jenny
and her giant son.

Well, I'mma let you take her out

and I'm gonna take
his big ass out.

The giant killer.
Oh, yeah!

Ah, look what I found.

Mm.

It's not scotch and milk.

No weed, though.

You want a swig?

Mm, I want more than a swig.

Nasty.

You own a bar.

Okay, job one, Misty,

job two, Needle
Dick the Bug Fucker.

We gotta to kill him.

So when are you
gonna call Charlie,

ask him to switch the system?

You know it's
complicated with Charlie.

It's always
complicated with Charlie.

Did you bring a remote
for the explosive?

Bitch, you know I did.

Becky.

I'm glad we're going
through this together.

Just like old times.

Where the fuck is this bitch?

Check in with the lookout.

What's going on out
there, guys? Talk to me.

All clear.

Goddammit. I've been
holding this shit for an hour.

I am going to kill
this fucking bitch.

Wait, we got a bogey.

Is it here, is it the bitch?

No, it's the cops.

Give it to me.

Stand down and let 'em in.

All right, let's do this.

Hey, hey, hey, in time.

To what do we owe the
pleasure, officers?

Wanna ask you
a couple questions.

Not sure you're
gonna like my answers.

Let's do this inside.

Mike. Got some new jeans, huh?

Shark, all right, gentlemen,
I love a good game show.

Hit me with the questions.

- So y'all know where-
- Shut the fuck up, Mike.

Let's cut right to
the chase, Hank.

Is Rose coming here?

Do I look like I
keep her day planner?

You're holding
her sister, right?

Don't lie to me.

I don't know nothing
about her sister.

I don't know where you're
getting your information from,

but perhaps something got
confused in the chaos.

I've been right here,
taking a little vacation,

mourning the mistrial of my
brother at the Paradise Cove.

Do you know he was, uh,
he was killed right here?

And because of pigs like you,

that cunt got to
walk away scot-free.

Because of pigs like us?

Did I stutter?

You created this
free-agency system,

posting your murder contracts.

Seems to me like you're
getting fucked your own system.

I think they call
that karma, asshole.

Karma.

- Easy.
- Take care of 'em.

Easy.

We'll let you kill Rose.

You can walk away.

No trial, scot-free.

You think I wanna walk away?

I wanna celebrate
the death of the man

that's responsible for
my brother's trial.

I did no such thing.

You need to take that
up with DA Jangles.

It's funny you mention that.

I already had a
little conversation

with the dickless attorney.

You know what he said?
He said the same thing.

He blamed you two.

Yup, even after I shot his own
mother right in front of him,

he kept saying, "It's
those stupid detectives,

those fucking,
drunk detectives."

You remember that lead suspect
that got ran over by the car?

The suspect.

Come on, you know what
I'm talking about there,

a DUI on the job, Jim.

You fucking cops think you
can cover everything up

and nobody will notice.

Fucking cops.

Go ahead, Frankie.

Mike, gun's empty. I emptied
the bullets last night.

What the fuck, Frankie?

What do you mean,
what the fuck?

The world loses one old
grumpy drunk, that's you,

and I get a million bucks.

You see how money
solves everything?

Don't look at me like that.

You fucked everything up.

You had that, that
stupid suspension.

Then you went back
to drinking again.

You fucked up more cases.
You fucked up my career.

Fuck you.

Ow.

That's some heavy shit
he got off his chest.

I'm gonna step out of the way.

Hashtag thoughts and prayers.

You wanna do it?

- Do it, Frankie.
- Why don't

you go ahead and do it?

Shoot me, you fucking pussy.

Do it!

Do it! Shoot me,
you fucking pussy!

Fuck! Pshew, was
that guy loud or what?

So Frankie, you know, you had
a hand in this also you know.

You did. So I think it's
time that we renegotiate.

What the fuck do you mean?

You were gonna give
me a million bucks.

Whoa, slow down, Judas.

We do I look like,
an ATM machine?

Fuck you!

Think you can take this bitch?

I'm sorry, sir. Which bitch?

What do you
mean which bitch?

What are you talking about?

Don't you mean Rose. Frankie.

Fuck! You cops and
your homophobic jokes.

Easy, motherfucker.

I'm the one holding the gun.

You keep saying that, Frankie.

So what's it gonna be, deputy?

Yes, sir. Yes to both.

Well, I just
did half your job,

so let's move on to Rose.

Heard she killed your sister.

Cousin.

Your cousin?

Hear that? Man,
that must be rough.

I know how tight y'all
hicks are with your cousins.

Huh, was she tight?

I mean the relationship?

I wasn't fucking my
cousin, you dipshit.

Watch your language.

Obviously I touched a nerve.

So do you wanna
kill Rose or not?

Yes, sir.

All right. Tell you what.

I'm gonna give you this big
old knife, you got that?

You go on out there
and you kill Rose.

If you got a change
of heart, you're dead.

Dead, understood?

Yeah, I understand, sir.

Well, get a move
on. C'mon, mosey.

Clippity clap, yipee ki
yay, whatever they say.

Fucking cousin. Walkie.

All right, listen up.

Barney Fife's with
us. Don't shoot him.

Any movement out there?

No, sir, all clear.

All clear's over here.

Wait, we got a bogey.

Crowbar.

Hey, Crowbar, come
in. Check it out.

I gotta get me a drink.

All right, men.

Rose is here somewhere.

You two take the
back of the building.

You two take the front.

Good luck and happy hunting.

Shit. Is that one of ours?

Hell is this shit? Run!

Come on, baby. Stay with me.

Siggy's is scotch,
siggy's is scotch.

No, you're
bleeding bad, baby.

You okay? Look at
me, look at me.

You go kill that motherfucker.

Becky.

Oh no!

No, you stay with me! Okay?

Look in my eyes!

Rose. Oh, Rose.

No! Becky!

Goddamn, you cost
me ammunition, Rose.

I was hoping for one
bullet, two bitches.

How about I let you live
a little bit longer?

You can stew on that.

Rose, you killed my
husband, you fucking bitch.

I'm here to kill you.
This is personal.

Stop.

Don't fucking move.

Now what we gonna do,

we gonna do shit nice
and smooth, Rose.

Now if I wanted her dead,
she'd be dead already.

I want you to take her gun

and put a bullet in
this bitch's temple.

No!

Relax. I got this.

Rose! Kill me!

Hello, Rose!

Look up here. Hi.

So you want your sister
alive and I want you dead.

How about we make a trade, huh?

On the count of five,

one, two,

three, 1,000, four,

Mississippi,

going once, going twice.

Misty!

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Goddamn, you are a
pussy with nine lives.

Tell you what I'm thinking.

Oh, fuck, ow!

Oh, not the shoes,
not the shoes,

ow, hey, hey, hey, hey,
listen to my offer.

Listen to my offer.

That's my offer.

Rose, Rose, Rose.

Why can't you just
fucking die already?

Fuck.

Oh, don't act so
surprised, Rose.

Shit happens.

Fuck you.

Fuck you, you were-

- Fuck both of you.

Sorry, sis. Five
million is a lot of money.

I couldn't pass it up.

You're gonna die by one of
these hitters soon anyway.

Why can't I benefit from that?

Can't argue with that.

It's good business.

You're a fucking idiot, Misty.

He was offering everyone
12 million to kill me.

Is that true? You
fucking asshole!

Whoa, whoa, hey, hey, hey!

She's fucking lying.

And you believed him.

You fucking druggy whore.

Why do you think all
those hitters are out?

That Was my fucking money!

I let you cum in me, too,

you fucking, lying bastard.

Put the gun down, bitch.

Come on. She's lying.

Just look at the app, huh?

Whoa, just checking the app.

Look, she's back
down to five million.

What the fuck?

What do you mean
what the fuck?

Nothing, it's a glitch.

What kind of glitch, Hank?

What does the
fucking system say?

What the fuck
did you do, Rose?

Hey, Charlie.

Yeah, add my sister to the list.

What the fuck is she
talking about, Hank?

Yeah, I'm sure. Thanks, babe.

What is she
talking about? Hello?

Nothing, all right?
It's fucking Charlie.

Yeah, Hank.

Why don't you tell
her who's on the list?

The guy that designed the app,

he hacked in, he added me
in as a kill, all right?

It's not gonna pay out.

It's a hack. It's not real.

It's not gonna pay out.

He said no one could do that.

No one but the fat
guy in a wheelchair

that designed the app.

Yeah, he hacked it, hon.

How much are you worth?

No, there's nothing there.

It keeps glitching.
It keeps changing.

No, it's not a fucking
glitch. He's lying.

Shut the fuck up, Rose. Hank?

Honey, why would I
fucking lie to you?

It's not real.

I'm telling you, honey.

- Oh, your fucking liar!
- Honey, please, no!

You should have killed me.

Fuck you, Rose!

What's the matter?

Why don't you ask your
fucking hacker boyfriend?

You're gonna shoot me,
collect the bounty?

No, I don't have
any bullets left.

I just want to look at your face

now that you're on the list.

Becky and a lot of good people
are dead because of you.

Because of me, Rose?

No, they're dead
because of you and him.

You were safe.

Take me off this
list, goddammit.

Look at all the hitters
who are out there now.

They're looking for you.
Don't you feel special?

Fuck!

What am I supposed to do?

I would run.

Run?

No, I'm gonna offer
your hack some money.

Don't move, bitch.

Don't even fucking breathe hard.

Fuck, Hank.

Looks like I'm in charge now.

Hank's dead, but
don't worry, asshole.

You're on the list, too.

You just shut the fuck up.

If I wanted you to open
your fucking mouth,

I'd unzip my pants.

Now put your hands
over your fucking-

Even though it would have
been great killing you, Rose,

truth is I'm only in
this shit for the money.

Hey, you going
back to the city?

Yeah.

Can I get a lift
to the county line?

Sure.

And finally, we have Rose.

My former boss, Hank, screwed
the pooch underestimating her.

Took her for granted,
look what happened to him.

At least they got
his car out of it.

Rose is an asset, not a target.

Just look. Onto her
next job already.

She lost her best friend and
the only family she's got,

not blinking an eye.

Not sure what's gonna
happen to this woman.

The app needs more like her.

So as you can see, the test
went better than expected.

1.5 million on the Battery App,

1.8 million on the Kidnap App,

but as I said before, our
bread and butter, murder.

Gross 12.5, we're going
all in on The Kill App

and dumping the rest.

Now imagine a world
where you have a neighbor

who lives down the street,
constantly pissing you off

throwing loud parties,
or someone cuts you off

on the street, or better yet,

a coworker gets your promotion.

Huh, maybe you just
don't like someone.

Hm, with the Kill
App, you can just put

a price on that person's head.

And then any Tom, Dick, or
Sally out of work can log in,

check who's available in
the area, and go cash in.

We tested this for a year
in just one small town.

So imagine it statewide,
going national,

but better yet, globally.

Where do I sign?

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