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CREWS: Previously on Life.

CREWS: Isn't that
Mark Rawls over there?

You know Mark Rawls,
don't you, Arthur?

CREWS: You told
his son you could
get him out of jail...

And then
you killed him.

You send me somewhere now,
and I'll talk.

Start talking now.
I killed the kid.

TED: The thing about
Olivia, Charlie, is

she's marrying
your father.

She seems really nice.
Really.

ZEN CO ACH ON IPOD:
Chasing after the world
brings only chaos.

Allowing it to come to be,
brings only peace.

Retreat from the world,
and it shall pursue you.

To exist, to allow
the world to exist,

all things at once,
all things as one,

this is the path
to serenity, to balance.

See yourself
as part of the world.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

You having a moment?

Mmm.

I know every moment
is now, but now
we're 10 minutes late.

(RUMBLING)

Did you feel that?

Does someone always
have to say that?

I'm standing
right next to you.
Yes. I felt that.

It was an earthquake.
It was a tremor.

(RUMBLING CONTINUES)

(CAR ALARMS BLARING)

Did you feel that?

All right,
here's the latest.

Four freeways cut.

Fifty fires. Power grids
and water services
out citywide.

Busted water mains.
Dorm collapse at L.A.U.

Now, according to this
LAPD emergency manual,

County Emergency Operation
Center will be calling us with
our emergency assignments.

So, buckle up,
it's an emergency.

He's reading
with his foot.

No, he's just using it
to turn the pages.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yeah, it must be
his first earthquake.

Detective Crews.

Yeah, hi!
Officer Danny Ritenour,
State Corrections Office.

We're having
a little emergency.

Yeah? Us, too.

Yeah, well, that earthquake
just facilitated
the escape of a prisoner

that you put away last year,
one Arthur Tins.

What happened?
He was on a work detail.

When the earthquake hit,
Tins got away.

He's in Los Angeles?

The mother of the kid
Tins killed.

I do have her address.
We will notify her.

Good. She testified
in the penalty phase
of Tins' trial.

Now, is there anyone
else he'd wanna
even things up with?

Because we have to
contact these people.

No.

Tins confessed.
No one gave him up.
The victim's dead.

Okay. We're just trying
to cover every angle.
Thank you.

Hey, have we
spoken before?

I don't think so.

Do you have any
connections with the
Corrections Department?

No, sir. Not anymore.

Good luck today.

(RUMBLING)

(GLASS CLATTERING)

(SIGHS)

Yeah, okay.

Should we tell him that's
not a weight bearing wall
and it won't do him any good?

Arthur Tins is not
gonna go after anyone.

That weasel's gonna
find a rock to hide
under and stay hidden.

It's not a question
of who Arthur Tins
is gonna go after.

It's a question of
who's gonna go
after Arthur Tins.

Mark Rawls?

Paroled out
three months ago.

I don't think I like
what you're saying.

I don't think I like
what I'm saying either.

You're saying we have
to stop Arthur Tins
from getting killed?

Yeah. I guess we do.

Yeah. I guess we do.

Yeah, I guess
you don't.

Since when do you
go by the book?

You don't even have
a regulation haircut.

I go by the book.

I go by this book,
the LAPD
emergency manual,

since about an hour ago,

when the earth opened up
and tried to swallow
Los Angeles whole.

Besides, we have a lot
of things to do today.

And none of them
are stopping crimes that
haven't happened yet.

Oh, God, this is it!
Hold on, everyone!
It's the big one!

That's funny. Real funny.

Okay. No mug shots.
Sorry, LAPD computers
are down.

Arthur Tins,

a low-rent scam artist.
Last year, he killed
the 10-year-old son

of Mark Rawls.

Mark Rawls happened
to be doing 10 years
inside at the time,

Arthur Tins confesses
to killing Mark Rawls'
10-year-old son.

He gets life.

TIDWELL:
Yeah, I heard about
that confession.

I heard Tins
wasrt talking,
and then I heard

two LAPD detectives,
that look a lot like
you two, took Tins

to go see Rawls in the joint
he was doing his time in.

Tins took one look
at the hard case Rawls,
and sang like a bird.

Is that what you heard?
That's what I heard.

REESE: Rawls got paroled
three months ago.

Tins escaped this morning,
so now they are
both out there...

LAPD computers
are down.

The prison
grapevine is not.

And by tonight,
Arthur Tins
is gonna be dead.

Ooh, two psychos
killing each other.
You know what that is?

That's a civic improvement
project, okay?

Like I said before,
we're not the future
crimes unit,

and we all have our
assignments out there.

Even your very own Tidwell.

Oh, well, how is Tidwell
gonna get his assignment
out there,

if Tidwell can't leave
his doorway?

Tidwell is working on it.

And as for you two, today,
you're on foot patrol.

(LOUD RUMBLING)

Hold on!

Did you feel that?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Tidwell said foot patrol.

We just happen to be
patrolling the street
where Mark Rawls lives.

How do you get over
something like that?

Someone like Tins
killing your son?

You sit in your cell
every day.

Think about what
you'd do to Tins
if you ever got the chance.

And that
gets you over it?

Call for backup.
We're gonna take Rawls
in when we see him.

Maybe you should,
uh...

(CLEARS THROAT)
Button up a little.

Button up?

Well, we're going into
a building full of
violent ex-offenders.

You ever see the can'toon
where the wolf
is staring at the lamb,

but what he really
sees is lamb chops?

(SIGHS)

Lamb chops.

Very kind of you two
to stop by,

to see how I came
through the quake.

Always a pleasure
to see you.

You want some
mint jelly with that?

As you can see,
I'm doing all right.

Nothing structural.

I'd think there'd be
a lot of people out there
needing your help.

Like Arthur Tins?

Oh, Arthur Tins is
a guest of the great
state of California.

What kind of help
could he possibly be
needing, Detective?

Tins escaped.

This morning.
He's out?

No. Not angry enough.
Try again.

What?

We come here to tell you
the man who killed your son
has escaped from prison,

and you go with,
"He's out."
You're lying to us.

How were you planning
on spending your day
today, Mark?

I did you a favor.

Now you do me one
and walk away
from all this.

Okay. We'll do you a favor.

My partner's gonna
take her gun out
for this next part.

You know the drill.

You should walk away.

He put a bullet in my son,

left my John
on the street to die.
You should walk away.

Yeah. There's a lot
of things I should do.

California penal code 120-21,

any person who has been
convicted of a felony
under the law...

(EXCLAIMS)

REESE: Go, go!

He killed my son, Crews!
What would you do, huh?

You know what you'd do.

No killing today,
all right, Mark?

Yeah? Why not?
Nothing else to do.

POLICEMAN: Get up.

All right, Central's not
processing new prisoners
'cause of the quake,

so book him in the Valley
division and forward me
the paperwork.

We have an assignment
to get back to.

I guess you really
are a cop.

Yes, I am.

REESE: We had to do it.

CREWS: Doesrt mean
I have to like it.

Oh, come on.
We'll go direct traffic,
it'll make you feel better.

(ENGINE STALLING)

Oh, you're kidding.

Hey!

Crews! It's Tins!
It's Tins! It's Tims!

It's Tins! It's Tims!

It's Tins!

(GUN FIRING)

Is he okay?

What are
you thinking?

I'm thinking that
when I woke up today,

I wasrt thinking that
I'd have to kill somebody.

Now you think
you have to?

No. Now I think
I want to.

Okay, see, as your
commanding officer,

I hear something
like that, I have to
take your weapon.

So it's a good thing
I didn't hear that.

When did Tins
get so smart?

Prison gives you
a lot of time
for self improvement.

TIDWELL: Yeah, prison.

You go in afraid of
your own shadow, and you
come out a full-blown psycho.

They all come out
worse than they went in.

Well, maybe
not everyone.

Yeah, but how did
Tins find us?

(CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO)

(ECHOING) Location status
check. D247, 400 block,
Alvarado Street.

Our call for backup.

Tins heard it on the radio.
We told him where Rawls was.

We thought we were
trailing him,
he was trailing us.

Wait a minute.

How'd he even know
you were gonna go see
Rawls in the first place?

(CHUCKLES)

State Corrections didn't
even know Tins escaped
until 10 minutes ago.

Well, if they didn't know
Tins escaped, then who
called us this morning?

Tins.
Must have been.

He called to tell us,
so we'd lead him to Rawls.

No Tins, but we
found this state
prison jumpsuit.

It was stuffed in the
garbage can downstairs.

So he's still
dressed like a cop.

Perfect disguise,
especially with
the city going to hell.

This is it?
No more clothes?
No. Why?

Because Tins wasrt alone.

Corrections says he escaped
from that work detail
with two other men,

a Leonard Crete Debs and
a Donnie Wayne Johnson.

When did this get here?

(CHUCKLES)

"Thanks for making me
the man I am.
Arthur Tins."

So, now he's out there
somewhere with
these two knuckleheads.

Any thoughts
as to where out there?

Known associates
from his file?

Problem is,
all closed case files
are computerized now.

Yeah. And what with
the quake, the police
computers are still down.

What about a living file?
Wasrt Tins married?

Well, ex-wives are
a beautiful thing, but
how are we gonna find her?

CREWS: If only we had
a really big book

that listed everybody's
names, addresses,
and phone numbers.

Dude, you are old school.
I'll roust one up.

Charlie! Yeah, yes.

Oh, yes, I sure did. Yeah.

(CHUCKLING) Yeah,
it was quite something.

Listen, I need to ask for...

No. You know what?
No, never mind. It's fine.

I was really just calling
to see how you were.

Yes. I'm fine.
Yeah, yeah.

I just have a pencil
in my hand.

(LAUGHING)

Hi! It's Ted.

(CHUCKLING) Yeah.
Yeah, how are you?

Oh, I sure did feel it
over here. Yes!

Yeah.

A problem?

Yeah. Sort of.

ZEN CO ACH ON RADIO:
The greatest mistake is

to be continually fearful
of making one.

All the other cars
were out on quake patrol?

Yes, Crews.
That's right.

ZEN CO ACH: A stumble
may prevent a fall.

Besides,
my car goes faster.

Yes, Crews, that's right.

But why are you driving?

That's one of your
Zen questions, right?

One that
you don't really
want an answer to?

ZEN CO ACH: To say
that we are alive.

When we cease
to make mistakes,

that is the moment
when we cease to be.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

ZEN CO ACH:
The Buddha was asked

if he ever
made mistakes...

(ROCK MUSIC RESUMES)

ZEN CO ACH: He answered,
I am making a mistake...

(ROCK MUSIC RESUMES)

...even now.

(ROCK MUSIC RESUMES)

Nothing more.

Huh! Must have
got shaken off.

Watch your back!

REESE: Thanks for
seeing us, Mrs. Tins.

Miss Ehrlich.
I don't use Tins
since the divorce.

Anything I can do
to hurt Arthur,
I'm happy to help.

REESE: So you don't
particularly
miss your ex-husband?

I've had cramps
I miss more.
Shoot him on sight.

You need me to chip in
for bullets, just ask.

And your son wouldn't
miss his father?

As far as my son is
concerned, his father
is already dead.

We need a list
of your ex-husband's
friends or associates,

anybody he'd go to
if he were in trouble.

Arthur has no friends.

His associates
are lowlifes with names
like Spider and Itchy.

They smell like bad meat.

Any idea where they work?

When they work,
it's in porn stores
as clerks

so they can
steal people's
credit card numbers.

Or they're installing
satellite TVs
in people's homes,

so later they can
go back and steal them.

A real bunch of winners.
All of 'em.

But you want names,
addresses?

Give me some paper,
I'll make you a list.

It'll be therapeutic.

There are over
50 names on this list.
We've gotta narrow it down.

No problem.

We just need to talk
to the one person who knows
the most about Arthur Tins,

even more
than his ex-wife.

Who would that be?

His cellmate.

Oh, Olivia.
Thank you for coming.

Of course, Ted.
What is it?

Oh!

I was hoping that
maybe you could
drive me to the hospital.

It's not bleeding much,
so we don't have
to worry about your car.

Or we could take my car,
but you'd probably
have to drive

because I have
a pencil in my hand.

Ted. They just
announced it
on the radio.

There's a 24-hour
wait at all
the area hospitals.

ON PHONE: You have
Officer McShane
on the line.

I have Arthur Tins'
cellmate in front of me.

His name
is Carl Rossbarrow.

Tins was always talking
about the getaway.

How everybody in prison
spent all their time
figuring out the score

but half-assing
the getaway.

Tins wanted to
figure out something
that was the score

and the getaway
rolled into one.

Now do me a favor,
when you catch Tins,

don't arrest him,
just kill him.

Arthur's all about
the getaway.

Anybody on that list
good at getaways?

There's a guy
named Chip.
Says he's a driver.

Have you killed
Arthur yet?

REESE ON PHONE: No, not yet.
Aw!

I saw the caller ID
and I got all excited.

We had a question
about your list. Chip.

CREWS: He's a driver?

Anything with an engine.

Ma'am, any idea
where we might
find Chip these days?

Last I saw him,
he was working
some secure car job.

Like armored car?

Yeah.

That would appeal
to Arthur.

Yeah, the score
and the getaway
rolled into one.

Ma'am, do you know
what company
Chip worked for?

Yeah, it had
a raccoon on the patch,
holding a pistol.

A raccoon?

It might have been
a badger. I don't know.

Just do me a favor?

Call me back
when Arthur's dead.

A badger?
With a pistol?

I'll run a trace
on Chip, but...

But all the police
computers are down.

All the police computer
systems were built
by the lowest bidder.

What we need
are other computers.

What we need is
blended coffee drinks.

I'll just work the phone.

What do you do
for a living?

Assistant buyer,
Nordstrom's. Why?

You're my deputy now.

For real?

This is an emergency.
I need your help.

I need you to Google
armored car companies
in the LA area.

(CLEARING THROAT)
What can I do?

Blended coffee drinks?

Sweet.

Deputy.
That's right.

You think I could
get a certificate?

(RUMBLING)

Did you feel that?

Yes, I did.
Thank you for asking.

Oh, what is that?

It's a gun.

He's a cop.

He's my deputy.

Okay.

Must be nice.
Pretty girls falling
into your lap like that.

Any luck with those
armored car companies?

Got a badger
with a pistol?

No, but this one...

(SIGHS)

CREWS: Has a bear
with a shotgun.

Did you want
a muffin, too?

(TOILET FLUSHING)

Hello, Arthur.

How you doing?

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(CHUCKLING)

I think you just
dislocated my shoulder
there, pallie.

Oh, yeah? If you're lucky,
I'll pop it back in.

Oh, yeah?
If you're lucky,
maybe I won't kill you.

(PANTING)

Where's your
partner, Arthur?

I don't know.
He should be around
any minute now.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

Please! Do what they say
or they'll kill me!

That's true.
You should
listen to her.

He'll kill her.
He wants to.

Chip, drop the gun.
Let her go.

That's not gonna happen.
You know why?
'Cause today is my day.

And if I want her
to die on my day,

Chip there is going
to kill her for me.

(GROANS)

I made a promise
to Mark Rawls that I'd get
you back to prison, Arthur.

Yeah?
I don't think so.

See, I don't feel that
institution has anything
more to teach me.

You gonna uncuff me?

Wanna point those guns
to the left, please?

That's right. Left.

(CRYING)

That's a great getaway car.
Or follow car.

So, I want you
to shoot it up for me.

You want us
to shoot the...

The car!
That pretty Italian car.

I want you to put some
police lead into it. Now.

TINS: Now!

(TINS WHOOPING)

TINS: Not bad!

Now, I know you got more
to give me than that.
I want you to get some!

Now!

Wanna get some!
Wanna get some!

Get some, get some,
get some...

Get some, get some,
get some. Wanna get some.

Wanna get some.
Get some, get some.

(TINS HUMMING)

Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

(WHOOPING)

TINS: Give me the baby.
Start the car.

(CAR ENGINE STARTING)

Uh-uh! You shoot me,
I shoot her.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

They broke in.

Chip Lanter and
this other guy, Tins?

Chip's been here
two years.

(GROANS)

You all right?

He's a good driver.

Is there an electronic trace
on this truck we can use
to track his movement?

Yes, of course.

It's not coming up.
Chip must have disabled
the transponders.

That car could be
anywhere.

I'm really more of
a leave-it-in kind of guy.

I've always heard
pull it out.

Always?

What about a corkscrew
or a stingray barb?

(CHUCKLING)
It's not a corkscrew,
it's a pencil.

And it's a day's wait
at the ER, so it's
coming out right now.

You are so lucky, Olivia.

Why is that?

Oh, to be
so sure of things.

I used to be sure of things.
I can't imagine ever
being that way again.

That's just the
pencil talking, Ted.

You're gonna
take it out, huh?

All we need
is some alcohol.

Not rubbing alcohol.
Drinking alcohol.

Now, what goes with
a Yellow No. 2 pencil?

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

I did it!

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

I always knew
I'd get out,

get you,
get this armored car.

Then the quake hits,
and everyone
runs to the ATMs.

But the ATMs run dry,

so the bank needs to get
all that extra cash out
to the panicked populace.

That's a miracle, Chip,
a seismic miracle.

You know what
the best part is?

They're gonna
load it up for us.

Like a drive-through.

Yeah.
Like a drive-through.

BRIMMER: Detectives.

There's something
you should see.

Chip Lanter's personal
security beacon.
All the guards carry one.

He's calling us
for help.

Why would he do that?

Where is he?

Looks like somewhere
in the Valley.

You're it?
I'm it.

SWAT's camped out
in front of
the Federal Building

in anticipation of
some sort of civil unrest,

and apparently
the National Guard
is off somewhere else.

REESE:
So, it's just us.

Yeah, but I'm
pretty pissed off.

BOBBY: Who is it?

My guess.
It's Arthur Tins.

Chip was the driver.
Never really got
to use his getaway car.

Yeah, looks like
things didn't work out
like he expected.

Okay. All right. Yeah.

All right, dispatch says
since these two here
are pretty well dead,

it's gonna be awhile before
they can send anybody over.

They're stretched
pretty thin today.

All right,
so they disagree
about the cut,

they start shooting
at each other,
and one of the shots

hits the car's
gas tank?

Looks that way.

Yeah, but you think
that's what happened?

No. I just said
it looks that way.

Because you really
have to be aiming

if you want the gas tank
to explode like that.

CREWS: You really would.

And you really
can't tell if that's
Arthur Tins or not.

You really can't.

You know, he could have
burned up half the cash

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
And still walked away
with a fortune.

CREWS:
He really could have.

But Tins is smart.

Why do such a bad job
at faking your own death?

Maybe he doesn't want us
thinking he's dead.

Well, what does he want?

He wants the next people
to think he's dead.

REESE: The next people?

Bobby, don't!

Don't move!
Bobby, don't move!

Don't move, okay?
Bobby, don't move.

Tins needs a bigger mess.

He needs more bodies.

CREWS: Wait a sec.

There.

BOBBY: Uh-oh.

I open that door, and...
...something goes boom.

(BOBBY GROANING)

Okay. All right?

Mmm-hmm.

Pull your hand away
from the door.

Mmm-hmm.

Okay. Walk away.
Mmm-hmm.

Oh!

Charlie, I'm stuck.
My watch is

tangled in the line.

All right.

Okay, don't move.
I'm gonna cut it.

No. I'll cut it.

I'm the commanding
officer here.
Give me the knife.

Step back.
Now, Detective,
give me the knife.

Now stand back.

All right, Bobby.

You know,
I always had a desire

to be standing
next to Jessica Alba
when I died.

Yeah, I get that.

You pull the handle,

the wire pulls the trigger,

and boom! Gas goes up.

He wanted the next people
to think he was dead.

Yeah, the ones who came
to clean us up.

That's why he invited us
along here today.

Okay, so where
is Arthur Tins now?

CREWS: They left her behind.
Who?

June Brimmer. The president
of the armored car company.
They left her behind.

Maybe they didn't
wanna bring her
with 'em.

But what good
is a hostage if you don't
take 'em with you?

Why did Tins
leave her behind?

Maybe

Tins didn't disable
the armored
car's transponder.

Maybe Brimmer told us
he disabled it.

Maybe Tins left
Brimmer behind

'cause he didn't want
the LAPD to go looking
for that armored car.

Maybe you two
should go pay a visit
to June Brimmer.

Stark and I will
baby-sit the bacon.

What? Think I'd leave
you here alone
with all this cash?

You have a pencil
in your hand.

I do.

But you know,
now that
I look at it,

you can hardly
notice it.

Really, maybe
it's not so bad.

Maybe I'm going
to have a glove made.

A special glove
to fit the pencil.

You're not having
a special glove made.

You're having the pencil
taken out of your hand.

Ah, but maybe now you've
had too much to drink
to pull out the pencil.

Are you kidding me?

I pull pencils
better this way.

Hmm.

Are you ready?

Olivia.

Ted?

You know, when
I woke up at the bottom
of the stairs,

and I saw this,

it was not Charlie
that I thought
of calling first.

Ted.

Don't say it's the pencil
talking because it's not
the pencil talking.

It's me talking.

I wanted to
call you, Olivia.

Ted,

I'm marrying
Charlie's father.

Yeah.

Why haven't you yet?

(SOFTLY) It's not
the pencil talking.

It's not
the pencil talking.

Ted?

Yes?

I'm so sorry.

Don't be. Don't be.

Not for this.

For this.

(SCREAMS)

(ROCK MUSIC BLARING ON STEREO)

Detectives.

Hi, June.
How are you feeling?

Okay. Just spending time
with my family.

You like music, huh?

(STUTTERS)

I'm more about
old school stuff.

The Beatles. I really
like their second movie.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Okay, well, we'd just
like to ask you
some questions...

You know, if you could come
by the office tomorrow,
that'd be great.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

TINS: The Beatles'
second movie was Help!
You moron.

Hey, June, why don't
you show our guests in?

Come on in.
Sit down.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(DOOR CLOSING)

(MOUTHING WORDS)

Hey, you doing
okay there?

TINS: Of course Simors okay.
You're okay.

Why don't you let Simon come
and stand over here by me?

Oh, I don't know.
Maybe after dinner.

Where's your partner?

She should be here
any minute.

Call for backup?

Gonna get the SWAT
all set up on the perimeter?

You came here this morning,
took over the house,
set up camp.

You really should
get in on this.

I mean, you can't have
any of the crunchy part,

but she'll scoop you up
some of the gooey stuff
in the middle if you want.

Wort you, cupcake?

I know what you wanted
to happen to us
in that warehouse, Arthur.

I'm sorry about that.

I'll live.
Maybe.

Or maybe I'll kill you.

Why don't you show me
your other hand, Arthur?

See, it'd be better
for all concerned

if your partner
would come on in here.

No. It'd be better
for all concerned

if your partner were
to come on in here.

Is there someone
else in here?

You leave someone
here, Arthur?

Leave someone while
you were out and about?

(FOOTSTEPS SOUNDING)

Come on!
Don't be shy now.

Now you get to see
something really good.

Dude, you didn't
tell me there was
macaroni and cheese.

CRETE: Dude.

Crete was just keeping
Mr. Mom company upstairs.

He'd been crying.

A son shouldn't have
to see his dad like that.

Take him to the car,
Crete. We're going.

Actually, why don't
you stay here
with us, Crete?

How you doing?
Where you been?

What's the matter, honey?
No SWAT?

Oh, I forgot.
Major seismic disturbance.

And you and
your understaffed
police force.

Now, if I could vote,
which I can't,

I'd vote yes. More cops.

Just so you know.

Now, we're going for
a little family drive.

I'd invite you all,

this family's got
a big old SUV, but there's
already a bunch of us going.

Now, I was gonna take off
tonight and leave
in the dark, you know,

but I suppose we should
go right now before the
gas prices get any higher.

Crete, you know
Chip is dead?

Yeah, that was the plan.
Kill Chip.

What about the other guy?
CRETE: What other guy?

Hey, Crete.
REESE: Donnie Wayne Johnson.

The third man
you two escaped with.
Where is he?

Hey, Crete!
They're trying
to trick you,

mess with your head.
You ignore them.

He'd be right if there
was no third man, but
there was a third man.

You, and Arthur,
and Donnie,

all busted out this
morning. What did Arthur
do with Donnie?

Crete, go to the car.
Arthur killed Donnie,

and used his body
to fake his death.

Crete, go to the car!

Arthur,
where's Donnie, man?

On his way back
from the warehouse.

Well, he'd be back by now.

REESE: But he's not
coming back,
is he, Arthur?

He kills
his partners, Crete.

Donnie, Chip,
you, sooner or later.

My guess is sooner.

Arthur, where is Donnie?

TINS: Crete,
as God is my witness,
we are a team.

CREWS: Why don't you go ahead
and give him a call?

Call him on
the phone, Crete.

Go ahead, give Donnie
a call, just to say hi.

CRETE: Arthur!
Where is Donnie?

He's at the warehouse.

(JUNE SCREAMING)

(TINS GROANING)

What?

You kill me?

I can't kill you, Arthur.

Remember?

You're already dead.

Oh, yeah.

Okay.

I'll see you
later then, Crews.

What are you
sitting on?

Earthquake kit.
Mmm.

I can live out of
this thing for five days.

Water, radio, blankets,
food. It's got a seat.

So after you empty out
the bucket, you can
use it as a toilet.

You stepped up to a car
full of explosives,
but earthquakes scare you?

The earth cracking open,
that I don't get.

Messed up things
people do?

That, Detective,
I understand.

Don't you?

(RUMBLING)

(EXHALES)

This isn't even
a weight-bearing wall.

What?
What?

(UNLOCKING CAR)

(RUMBLING)

Did you feel that?