All language subtitles for Marmalade (2024).en

(deep soft ambient music)

(sirens wail)

[Police Dispatcher] 105 North...

(radio static crackles)

[Police Officer] All units
be advised suspect's vehicle

has been identified.

Proceed with caution.
(sirens wail)

(police dispatcher drown
out by sirens wailing)

[Baron] I'm here!

[Police Officer] Whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hands where I can see them.

[Baron] I'm sorry!

(officer grunts) (dramatic thud)

(tense daunting music)

(tense daunting music)

(camera shutter clicks)

(bags crinkle)

(tense daunting music)

[Police Officer] Right hand, please.

(bell jingles)

(prison horn blares)

(cell door bangs shut)

(inmates chatter)

(banging on cage)

(tense daunting music)

[Inmate] Come over here.

(inmate laughs maniacally)

(tense daunting music)

(keys jingle)

(cell door clatters)

(soft somber music)

(tense daunting music)

(cell door clatters)

(cell door bangs shut)

(marker strokes squeak)

(inmates laugh and jeer in background)

(Baron sighs deeply)

(footsteps click)
(inmate chatter in background)

(paper flutters)

[Otis] Break it, you buy it, blood.

[Baron] You done scared the
chickens outta me. (Chuckles)

(Baron breathes heavily)

(clicks tongue) This little
fresh meat motherfucker here.

What you in for?

Uh, well, I ain't no criminal.

Oh (snorts), okay,
'cause everybody innocent.

Are you innocent?

Bitch, I got a rap sheet
long enough to wallpaper

this whole motherfucker.

Got you bunked up in here
with a real legend, hoe.

Oh, okay.

Shit, grand theft,
destruction of property,

prison escapes, disorderly
conduct, so on and so forth

and shit, you know.

You, you done prison escape?

Escapes, bitch. They
don't never find my ass.

But you're still here?

For a minute.

Well,

I needs to get out.

Oh.

Okay.

Hey you don't know
what we've been through.

Me and my girl, we got us dream plans.

Dream plans?

Yeah. Okay.

Well, hey, I got a sign on
my back says I give a fuck?

Fucking stripped your ass.

If'n you say you gots a way out?

Yeah, and? What you got?

Well, we got some money.

(scoffs) Shit, y'all what,

y'all selling Girl Scout cookies and shit?

(laughs) How much?

We got $250,000 cash.

(soft haunting music)

You trippin.

I swear, on my hair.

We only gots till 3:30 tomorrow.

What's good at 3:30?

Well, you gonna help me get out?

Hey, blood, I don't trust
no one, not even my damn self.

You feel me?

Well, how 'bout I trust you to trust me?

(soft tense music)

All right look, I'm not
saying like, I got a way,

but if I did, then what?

Your homegirl just gonna roll
up, hand me a pile of paper?

She'll be there.

Where?

Well shit, wet my beak, blood.
What's up? What's popping?

Hey, where the money
from? Who is this female?

Where is she at? And at the
end of the day, what's my cut?

Oh, you can have all that money.

I, I just wanna be with my one and only.

The fuck?

This bitch got some golden
titties or somethin'?

She my girl, to protect
from whatever, whoever,

whenever, and why ever.

A quarter mil? A quarter, homie?

Well shit, tick tock then, bitch.

Give me the whole fuckin' gumbo.

You gonna help me get out?

You gonna make me believe?

Well, I could tell you everything,

but I don't think you wanna
hear that whole story.

Press play, blood.

I can't promise you I'm
gonna keep my eyes open.

You don't tell nobody.

This stays between them
ears and these walls.

My name's Baron, by the way.

Once upon a time I was just a wee boy,

running through the
hay fields with my mom.

Beautiful golden light.

I remember the smell on the air,

and the feeling of the
wind against my skin

- as we...
- Nah, nah, nah, hey.

What the? No once upon a
time bullshit, wee boy.

Make me fuckin' stab you.

Hey, cut the fat, fam.

Well, you'll see, it's
all about them details.

Fuck the details. Fuck
your mama. Fast forward.

Okay. Well, worked at the post office.

In fact that was the
best job I ever dang had.

(bicycle bell jingles)

(dog pants)

(bicycle bell jingles)

You see, I always like glancing
into other people's worlds.

(upbeat lighthearted music)

Ain't nothing don't come easy most days.

(upbeat lighthearted music)

Mama always say, if'n
it's holding you down,

you just gotta find them ones you love,

and hold 'em tight
until the promised land.

(knocks at door)

(dog barks)

Oh, hey.

Hey, Ms. Jenkins. (Dog barks)

Biscuit, hun, it's just Baron.

Hey, Biscuit.

(laughs) Oh, hun.

My granddaughter's wedding invite.

Baby on the way, and they
just bought a trailer out...

Oh. Bless your heart.

For some it happens
faster than others, hun.

Oh, my mama needs me.

You got outta look out for you too.

God knows, none of us
are getting any younger.

Right.

While there's life, there's hope.

- Hey, hey, pause real quick.
- What's up with the croquet?

[Baron] And which what?

[Otis] Blood, you just said croquet.

Croquet? No ah, crochet.

You know, crochet's like knittin'?

Bitch, I know what crochet
is, I got a fuckin' granny.

Hey, look here, blood,

I'm really trying to like
peep your story and shit,

but you need to paint the paint better.

You know what I'm saying?

I do. I think.

(stamp thuds)

Day has come, Baron.

I done asked you for six months
to chop that fricking Yeti

off your head.

Get it gone.

Mrs. Sandy, I done told
you, I've had this hair...

You are no longer working
for the postal service.

Any and all involvement
is hereby nullified

But my mama, she needs
me to have this job so...

Not now. Not here.

(sighs) Sweetheart, you got the job.

Hey timeout, timeout.

You lost your damn job,
just 'cause you wouldn't cut

your fuckin' hair?

Well, as you might've guessed,

I once saw some video about
some Reggaes on some island,

and their dreadlocks somehow define 'em.

I don't know. I ain't ever losing my hair.

Yep. You're a regular
fuckin' Bob Marley.

Thanks.

(bicycle clicking)

(mailbox clatters)

(gentle sombre music)

(mailbox thuds)

(TV chatters distantly)

(wrapper crinkles)

(gentle sombre music)

(oxygen hisses)

(Mom signs lightly)

Hey, Mama. Got your moon pies.

(wrapper crinkles)

There you go.

(soft TV chatter in background)

They gonna raise the medicine price again.

Them people's lower than a
snake's belly in a waggon rut.

Open up.

Now don't you worry at all.

I'll find a way.

(soft melancholic music)

(gentle music)

Ain't no one nowhere
hiring no one nowhere.

Hi, Ron.

Someone once told me
that things'll get worse

before they get better.

But for me, life was
amountin' to a hill of beans.

(birds chirp)

(heavy swish)
(car engine rumbles)

But, just then, outta nowhere,

(relaxed blues music)

red hot like fire.

[Otis] Oh shit, you like them redheads.

No, no, no, no, red hot.

She done have pink hairs,
prettiest I ever seen.

♪ Clap your hands now, people, clap now ♪

♪ Clap your hands now,
people, clap your hands ♪

♪ Clap your hands now, people, clap now ♪

♪ Clap your hands now,
people, clap your hands ♪

[Baron] Girl of my dreams.

(hands clapping)

Mm, I thought you were dead.

Huh?

I thought I stumbled across a dead body.

Would've been the highlight of my week.

No, not dead. Don't think.

You from this shit town?

Yeah.

What's there to do?

Nothing.

Nothing. There ain't nothing to do?

I, I don't know. (Chuckles)

Okay.

(rhythmic clapping music)

(car engine roars)

(deep blues rock music)

(stick clanks)

(Baron grunting)

(car horn honks)

Well, that's one way to do it.

(Baron breathes heavily)

We got a walking trail where
you can hear the armadillos

crying at night.

Got an abandoned quarry
that don't feel like

it have no bottom.

Folks in small homes with
big dreams and no means.

We got a post office run
by a mean ole boss lady

with a hatred of long hairs
for no reason in particular.

One red light, one ice cream
shop, lots of friendly folks.

So friendly, we don't have no police,

no fire department, no nothing.

Uh, I don't know where you come
from, but we don't got much.

I ain't got nothing, but it's home.

And it's the only place I ever knowed.

(Marmalade scoffs lightly)

Wow.

So you gonna show me around, or what?

Marmalade.

That's my name, it's Marmalade.

That sounds like a name
and jelly rolled up in one.

I heard that before.

I'm Baron.

Well Baron, you look
like a freaking puppet

flailing around out there.

Let's get a move on before you chop down

this whole damn forest.

(gentle airy music)

(fingers snap)

You okay?

Mm-hmm.

You just feel like staring at me

for an extremely awkward amount of time?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

Mm-hmm.

Well, giddy up, puppet.

(car engine roars)

Promise me you won't chop
off my head or nothing.

♪ Glint, glint, glint ♪

♪ Glint, glint ♪

I'll tell ya, from then
on we was inseparable.

Like one person glued from the same cloth.

♪ Glint, glint, glint, glint ♪

One.

- [Marmalade And Baron]
- Two, three, eggplant.

I know. So how many is that?

Uh, four.

Hmm. Four outta 10. That
ain't bad, it's like half.

Mm.

You know I, I smash trees too,

like you did back there, when
I was a little girl at least.

Why'd you do that?

Oh, uh, it's like,
I, I can't describe it.

I don't, I don't know.

Well, cheers, big ears.

Cheers.

You wanna try mine?

Sure.

Try it. (Laughs loudly)

Well my mom, my dear old
momsie ended up marrying

some other fuckin' dickhead.

(chuckles) So yeah, I
fuckin' bailed, again.

Jumped freight for a minute, and then uh,

then I met this sleaze bag out in Bug Bay,

but he gave me Big Bertha.

That's what I call her,
(hand pounds) Big B.

He just gave it to you?

Yep.

Hm.

He just gave it to me.

Who knows where I'll turn up next, right?

(knife clicks)
(Marmalade laughs)

Yeah, I couldn't just
up and leave my mama.

Wasn't my real mom, no.

That lady's a whole other recipe.

I've been in foster homes since
(sputters), fuckin' forever.

I don't tell no people this,

but my daddy was an astronaut.

(Marmalade chuckles)

Bullshit.

That's what my mama said.

And he could never come meet me

'cause he was too busy building a rocket.

But, it blew up with him, in space.

Wow. (Gasps)

Yeah, if not for my mama,

I'd been long gone here come tomorrow.

What's her name?

Her name's Eda, Mama Eda.

Mama Eda, I like it.

She's very sick.

They done raised the price
of her medicine overnight.

Mm.

Yeah, can't no one afford it,

except some greedy man out there.

And, and he's so, he's so rich.

He, he, he just buys another boat

when his first one get wet.

You know what I say, hm?

I say when the system fails you,

you just gotta create
your own damn system.

They'll get what they're due.
Don't you worry about that.

They'll get what they're due.

(gentle sombre music)

All right, Baron, I got
two questions for you.

You can just go ahead and tell me

if I'm being too forward or whatnot, okay?

Question one. (Clears throat)

Got a place I can stay tonight?

Yeah.

(laughs) Hot damn.

(Marmalade laughs)

What's the other question?

Oh, I didn't have another question.

That was just sort of like a backup,

in case you like, shot that one down.

(car hood thuds)

You wanna show me the quarry, or what?

(light uplifted music)

(light uplifted music)

(bike clatters)

Oopsies.

It's okay. I shouldn't
have left it there.

(Marmalade chuckles)

(knocking at door)

Mama.

Hey, mama.

- Hi, Mama Eda.
- Oh, this is Marmalade.

- I'm Marmalade.
- I'm sorry.

It's nice to meet you.

Marmalade, this is Mama Eda.

Baron's told me like a,
a shit tonne about you.

I feel like I, I freaking
know you already.

(Eda groans)

(Eda coughs)

Sorry.

[Baron] Um.

(oxygen hisses)

(insects buzz quietly)

Well, I'm tired, so...

Right, yeah.

I'll just leave you, leave you be.

Oh, Marmalade, ah, hey.

You gonna head out first thing tomorrow?

It depends.

Maybe if that job don't work out,

come up with another plan.

You know, for you and me,
and Mama Eda, of course.

Yeah, I'd like that.

Goodnight, puppet.

Right.

Night.

(slow gentle music)
(TV chatters)

(oxygen hisses)

(gentle sombre music)

(gentle sombre music)

(gentle sombre music)

One for Olive, one for Popeye. Popeye...

Hello?

- Hi.
- Oh, hey.

You're still here.

You're in my...

Yeah.

I found it in your room.

(both chuckle)

- Let, let me show you...
- All right.

How to do a...

Hi, Mama.

Hey, what are those?

Oh my god. Almost forgot.

For you.

Puppet, really? Oh my god, thank you.

Careful, careful.

(medical machine beeps)

Wow, I never got flowers before.

Don't they smell beautiful?

I can't smell.

No, not, not that big
one, the little small ones.

No, I mean like, I can't smell nothing.

Never could, congenital anosmia.

It's some random-ass rare shit.

Well, you can borrow my nose.

They smell beautiful, just like you.

(upbeat jazz rock music)

♪ Dig ♪

(upbeat jazz rock music)

♪ It's you I do deeply dig ♪

♪ No walls, only the bricks ♪

♪ I cover this, I cover that there ♪

♪ I don't ask for another ♪

Mm. Mm-hmm. (Eda coughs)

Hey, you don't gotta
worry about her no more.

Yeah, how you reckon?

'Cause you got me now.

(cracker crunches)

Oh.

You like it?

(Marmalade laughs)

Well, I gotta get her good

so maybe you and me can
do some adventuring.

And I've been thinking actually,

there's that extra bedroom
upstairs nobody's using...

Puppet, lets rob a bank.

Bitch, say what?

Let's rob a fuckin' bank.

♪ One, two, three, ooh ♪

(deep jazz music)

Do what now?

Stop playing.

Dude, come on. This punk
motherfucker here, blood.

Hey, hey, look.

You and this Marmalade,

y'all went postal on some shit, huh?

Yeah, like some real Gs, huh? Come on.

I, I don't know what that means.

Hey, you work at the post office,

you don't know what going
postal means, blood?

(laughs) Hey, all due
respect, you goofy, bro.

Shit. All right, keep going.

A bank? (Chuckles)

No, I just gotta find something
that's good enough to...

Something that what, huh?

Something that magically, mysteriously,

suddenly makes money rain from the sky?

Marmalade?

Puppet.

Marmalade.

Baron.

(gentle ambient music)

(Marmalade chuckles)

I like you.

I think you and me got
somethin' special, huh?

Like you've been sent here to protect me,

like some knight in shining armour.

(gentle music)

There's reality, right, and
then there's dreaming, up there.

Uh-huh.

But then there is this place
that is right in between,

that's right here, right fuckin' now.

(gentle music swells)

(Eda coughs)

(gentle music) (oxygen hisses)

(gentle music) (oxygen hisses)

Them Pleonexia pills
were the only things

keeping mama alive.

But to get 'em, well
we didn't know nothing

'bout robbing a bank, so Marmalade
done come up with a list.

[Marmalade] Number one, stake out.

Now warts backwards is straw.

Dog is God.

Reward is uh, well, reward is drawer.

It's too damn exposed.

What?

There's fuckin' foot traffic everywhere.

It ain't never gonna work.

Oh.

Oh, I didn't know we was
scoutin' starting right now.

Sh. Puppet.

We gotta take this fuckin' serious.

Mm-hmm.

All right, I wanna start my
dream life. Our dream life.

There's a bank a few towns over.

It's been there since I can remember.

(engine revs) (tyres squeal)

(adventurous music)

Number two, case the joint.

(chuckles) Baby, it's perfect.

You reckon?

I reckon. I reckon, I
reckon, I reckon, I reckon.

(laughs) Come on!

Right now?

No, we're not gonna do it
now. We're not fucktards.

Okay.

Now, you gotta count the cameras,

how high the teller windows
are, number of clerks,

- the entrances, the exits...
- The number of clerks?

What do you mean?

Oh, just stay natural, puppet.

I got a feeling about this one.

Oh, god-dang-it.

- Okay, first off...
- Baby, I should go...

- Oh!
- Oh, my pop.

- Mm, puppet.
- It's all a mess.

[Marmalade] Okay, it's
fine, it's fine, it's fine,

it's fine, it's fine, puppet, it's fine.

[Baron] Sorry.

[Marmalade] Focus. So
I'm gonna walk in here.

You're gonna be standing
right here on the X.

[Baron] Okay, I'm on the X.

[Marmalade] I'm gonna
go up to the teller.

[Baron] Yes.

[Marmalade] I'm gonna ask
for the money in the safe.

- We're gonna...
- And this is the safe,

- right there.
- Yes, that's the safe.

- Okay.
- You shoot the camera,

and then we out.

Wham bam, thank you ma'am.

[Baron] Shoot? Shoot, shoot
the camera with, with what?

(gun thuds)

Uh.

Number three, weapons training.

(cans and bottles clink)

(Marmalade imitates gun firing)

(Marmalade laughs)

Bam.

Can we focus now, please?

Yeah, I'm sorry,

I just ain't never used
no type of firearm before.

What do I look like,
some fucking gun nut?

Hey, don't answer that.

Just aim, when you think
you're lined up, boom, fire.

Okay.

Here you go. Bear right there.

(gunshot blasts)
(Marmalade laughs)

(gunshots blast)
(glass shatters)

(Marmalade laughs and
screeches indistinctly)

(Baron cries out)

Number four, team bonding.

Y'all need help?

Yep. Where're your
changing rooms at, sugar.

(slow blues rock music)

(slow blues rock music continues)

(lamp clatters)

(Marmalade moans)

I love you, and I always will. (Moans)

Yo! Shit, I got it. Damn.

I'm trying to be down with
your details and shit, blood.

But like, you making
this hella uncomfortable.

Hand me that poop paper.

Well anyway, Marmalade had tattoos

on all sorts of nooks and crannies.

Places I ain't ever
seen before. (Chuckles)

She used to call me her blank canvas.

Keep talking.

Well, then, Marmalade
got a heart tattoo.

[Marmalade] (laughs) I love
it, I love it, I love it.

[Baron] With the name Baron on it.

But, for mine...

No. No, no, no, you
fucking idiot. It's M-A-R-M.

That idiot done spelled Marmalade wrong,

so we had him stop.

Just in the nick of time too.

He had an M and an A and an M.

All he had to do is add a little extra A.

Forever I'll have it
to think about my mama.

It's perfect.

Hey, Marmalade got a lotta ink?

Bunch of little ones.

Man, she does have this
puzzle piece on her neck.

Puzzle piece?

All right, what's up with that?

Well that's like, like a, like a piece

that you find when you're
looking for a puzzle.

And there's all these individuals...

I know what the fuck puzzle
piece is, I got a granddaddy.

I was just, I'm saying like, is it like,

like is it big on her neck?

It's big?

Yeah. Why?

Why? You the one said
it's all about the details.

Got me over here feeling shit.
You know what I'm saying?

I'm inspired, motherfucker.
Quench my thirst.

Come on, blood.

(gentle seductive music)

(Gary clears throat)

(Marmalade giggles)

Oh, excuse me.

What's this? I gave you a 20.

Uh, don't think so,
doll. Y'all gave me a 10.

Puppet, didn't I give him a 20?

Marmalade had her own set
of rules for everything.

Yeah, Gary, that was a 20.

Sorry, I, I done seen that.

Skipped my third cup of
jitter juice this morning.

[Baron] Oh.

[Gary] Sorry about that, Baron.

It's all right.

(cash register keys beep)

Thank you.

(coins jingle)

- Ready, puppet?
- Yep.

Thanks, Gary.

Send my best to Eda now, boy.

Mama.

(moon pie wrapper crumples)

(car door bangs shut)

(slow sombre music)

I'm sorry, Mama. It's
just uh, me and Marmalade.

Uh, yeah, you know.

We've been working on some big plans, yep.

Yeah, she done figured a way out.

(Eda groans softly)

(sighs) Yeah, truth be told,

I don't know what the heck I'm doing.

Well she wants to, uh, she
wants to rob a dang bank.

(Eda groans softly)

I know.

And you know, I just,
well the pills, and she's,

she wants to,

think I love her.

And you see, I don't wanna let her down.

It's just, I am scared, Mama.

Mama.

Mama?

Mama?

(Eda gasps and coughs violently)

It's all right.

It's okay. Okay.

(Eda gasps and coughs)

All right, don't you worry, Mama.

We're gonna make this work, okay?

I promise.

(Eda cries softly)

I promise.

(gentle sombre music)

(gentle sombre music continues)

(gentle sombre music continues)

(gentle sombre music continues)

(gentle sombre music continues)

(birds chirp)

(Baron moans lightly)

(soft scary music)

(Baron gasps) (Marmalade laughs)

Oh my god. You almost shit yourself.

Wait, did you actually shit yourself?

Oh, why'd you do that?

Early worm catches the bird.

You gotta plan, plan, plan,
plan, plan, plan, plan. Come on.

Hey, you seen Mama's pills?

(car engine races)

Hey, what happened to your
mama? Your birth mama?

You said, you said you
were in fosters care.

It's foster care, not fosters.

[Baron] Oh, foster care.

Okay so, what happened, Marmalade?

Number five, safe house.

Just quit asking me about it, all right?

Why can't you just tell me?

It, it was nothing, all right?

My momma just didn't come save me is all.

Fuckin' fried outta her damn skull.

Save you?

What you mean, "Save you?"

Marmalade.

From one of my fuckin'
foster dads, okay?

Happy?

(glass shatters)

What'd he do?

(sighs heavily) You don't wanna know.

[Baron] I do wanna know. I, I...

[Marmalade] I don't wanna talk about it.

[Baron] Why not?

[Marmalade] 'Cause I just
don't wanna talk about it.

[Baron] Why not?

Fuck!

(car engine revs)

My life ain't like yours, all right.

You don't wanna know what
the fuck I've been through.

- I wanna know, I do.
- No you don't.

- Yes.
- You really don't.

Like what?

(soft tense music)

Like...

(soft haunting music)

(Marmalade sniffles)

Like someone who hobbles into
your fuckin' room every night.

We were (clears throat),

we were just little kids, you know.

(soft haunting music)

We were just little kids.

And after he done with all that,

he takes you out to the fuckin' garage

and he locks you in a dog cage.

Fuckin' dog cages. (Cries)

And he jabs at you with his
stupid little white cane.

His left eye twitching,
when you get him mad.

I should've took his cane
and killed that fat fuck

when I had the chance.

(soft tense music)

And hell, I heard he
still fosters little kids.

(Marmalade sniffles)

Probably still got cages
out in the back garage.

You don't wanna know about this stuff.

Oh.

Well, I'm your knight in
shining armour. Remember that?

(Marmalade laughs)

Remember that?

Yeah, I do. I do.

Mm, yeah, that's right. (Laughs)

But for right now, it's
time we make our own rules.

- Yeah.
- Hm?

(Marmalade giggles)

(both moan)

All right.

Love you too.

You comin'?

Yeah. Oh, geez.

(door slams shut)

[Marmalade] Number six, disguises.

[Baron] Marmalade?

(Marmalade laughs)

So we gotta think about
our disguises a tonne

because with our notoriety,
we'll be known forever

by whatever bullshit
name they come up with.

That, who's they?

You just gotta make a statement

but not be too fuckin' stupid. (Laughs)

Uh, what about this?

We could be the uh, we
could be the rooster gang,

- something like that.
- Mm.

Nah, they'd probably just call us

the giant fucking cock gang.

I bet you'd like that though, huh?

(Marmalade gasps)

Puppet looky. Looky, looky, looky, looky.

Help me, help me.

Oh. Here.

Oh, it's...

What's better than one Marmalade?

Three Marmalades.

(soft eerie music)

I, I don't think we can afford these.

(soft haunting music)

Put it on.

Come on, put it on. Try it on.

Oh.

(Marmalade chuckles)

You know, you and me,
we've been kicked around

our whole lives.

It's time we start kicking back.

(intense eerie music)

(clerk gasps)

Get on the ground.

Come on, get on the ground.

Get on the fucking ground!

(gun whacks)

(Marmalade gasps)

(cash register beeps)

(tense scary music)

Fuck. Let's split, Puppet.
Let's go. Fuckin' split.

Let's go, split.

(tense eerie music)

(car engine revs) (tyres squeal)

(tense adventurous music)

(tyres squeal)

(birds chirp)

(Baron breathes heavily)

Hey?

Hey, baby, I was just playing.

Look at me. It's just me.

That kid just got a little boo-boo, okay?

Stupid little dummy.

Just being stupid funny to get
the jitters out for tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

D-Day?

I, I, I think I got some
baseball card collection

we could sell, we can't...

She's gonna fuckin' die, Baron.

She's gonna fuckin' die.

Don't say that.

Look,

this will be our last job.

(smacks lips) I swear.

We haven't even had our first job yet.

(giggles) Just gotta go tomorrow, okay?

Some things you just gotta trust me on.

(insects chirp)

Number seven, bank note.

Masks, put on our faces.
Notes, hide our voices.

But you done spelled money wrong.

- What? Yeah, I know.
- Misspelling'll throw 'em off.

You could leave it as like a calling card.

What do you want?

Hm?

Hm?

I mean, we got all the
opportunity in the world.

So, what do you want?

Well, I want Mama to get better.

No, puppet. What do you want, huh?

What do you, Baron, need?

Oh you, I want you.

(Marmalade giggles) I need you.

Hm.

I want you too.

I want this. I want us.

But this is the only way.

And we gotta do this.

(soft haunting music)

(soft haunting music continues)

(soft haunting music intensifies)

(intense haunting music)

(intense haunting music)

(intense haunting music)

(Eda coughs)

I gotta go check on Mama.

No, she's fine. She's fine, baby.

I gotta go rub her feet, okay?

I can do it. All right?

- All right.
- I can do it.

She's just as much my mama now too.

(footsteps clomp) (Eda coughs)

Sometimes I ask God
how come people get sick?

Some of 'em just get better and better,

but some of 'em just get worse and worse.

If'n he creates all good, then
he gotta create all evil too.

Sure makes you wonder
how far we all gotta go

for the ones we love.

Especially when things go all twisted.

While there is life, there is hope.

(Marmalade screams)

[Marmalade] Oh my god, fuck.

- What happened.
- Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,

- fuck, I don't know.
- What happened?

[Marmalade] I don't know, I just fucking

went to the kitchen and I came back

and she just fucking laying
there looking like this.

What happened?

I don't know, puppet. I wasn't in here.

What's wrong with her?
Fuck, is she dead, puppet?

What's wrong with her? (Cries)
I don't wanna look at her.

(medical equipment beeps)

(medical machine flatlines)

(grass rustles lightly)

(wind whips lightly)

(wind whips lightly)

[Otis] You all right?

They just kept raising
the price of that medicine.

(Baron sniffles)

Hey look here, blood.

I know it uh, don't help much,

but my mom's been sick my whole life.

I don't even know if she's still alive.

You don't talk?

No, she in Kingston, Jamaica,
that's where she grew up.

And uh, we uh,

we, our shit's complicated, blood.

That's the only mom you got.

Only one you'll ever get.

(stick clangs on cell bars)

[Guard] Give them great meals

and they will eat like
wolves and fight like devils.

All right, look, I
can get shit straight,

but you need go at tell...

I ain't even tell the
whole story yet though.

Hey fool, we ain't got much time.

(cell door bangs)

We are time's subjects,
and time bids us begone.

Shakespeare sermonising, hosted
by yours truly every Friday

during rec if you're so inclined.

(stick bangs on cell bars)

Hey, sit your ass, hey, hey.

All right, look here, it's chow time.

You gonna go out there and eat your slop,

but what you not gonna do is
cry on these motherfuckers

like a little bitch, all right?

Cripple your ass for real.

Here, take that, take that.

(Otis sniffles)

All right. (Sniffles)

(clears throat) Head up. Walk tall.

You know what I'm saying?
Chest out. Come on.

Clinch your butt cheeks.

(deep tense music)
(inmates chatter quietly)

(deep tense music)
(inmates chatter quietly)

(tray clinks)

(food swipes)

(tray clinks)

(face thuds)

(fork clinks)

(soft tense music)

I think you got something in your braid.

(soft boom)

(inmate grumbles softly)

(adventurous music)
(inmates yell)

Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up.

Come on, get up.

- Behind your back.
- What? What? What?

(alarm blares)
(guards speak indistinctly)

Oh man, you gonna try
and do somethin'? Huh, huh?

Let's go.

(Otis and guards drown
out by alarm blaring)

(cell door lock clicks)

Get your ass in there.

(cell door bangs shut)

Well? What are you gonna do?

(soft tense music)

(handcuffs click)

Whoo. Sorry about that, boss.

I'm guessing the guy with
the tattoos isn't with us?

No, he's not one of ours.

He's a great look though, huh?

- Special agent?
- Yeah.

Detective Grey.

Local. Solid. Solid work.

Think we might have a bit of a problem.

Wait, what? What problem?

Between you and me, I think
you left your idiots guide

to Ebonics up there. (Laughs)

"What up, blood?"

I mean, I don't think
I've heard that ever.

Are you serious right now?

That didn't come out
quite like I wanted it to.

Um, the team's over here.

Hey. Hey. (Agents clap)

Is everyone up to speed?

We just, thank you.

All right, there's not much
time left. I need a re-patch.

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go.

We think you've been
pushing him a little too far.

We're gonna take it from here.

I'm, I'm sorry. You are?

Chief Aldo Dixon.

All right, well look here, Chief.

This Marmalade is my Bug Bay Bandit.

In my jurisdiction.

I almost had him singing about
his little gal pal before.

And I wasn't even playing dress up.

Chief, all due respect,

I've been chasing her for two years.

You don't even know
it's the same broad yet.

For real? Okay.

Bug Bay Bandit, also known
as the Baby Doll Bandit.

Multiple robberies, all with the same MO.

See, she wears the same
pink baby doll dress.

Look. Same handwriting, same
misspellings, all right?

Zero trace. This is the only lead we have.

I'm taking him back
down for questioning.

Sir, please don't do that.

Excuse me?

All due respect, you've been listening.

Any alarms before that meet,

she disappears all over again.

Exactly right.

Sir, you're never gonna believe this.

He's asking for a phone call.

We can trace that.

Absolutely not.

I already wired it, sir.

Then, fuck!

[Digital Voice] Leave
a message after the beep.

(voicemail beeps)

Hello? Marmalade?

I don't know if you're gonna hear this,

but they done got me.

But don't you worry, I'm coming.

This nice man in here is gonna...

You, you just gotta meet me at our spot.

3:30, like you done said. Okay?

Can't wait to see you again.

I'll take good care of you. I promise you.

It's Baron, by the way.

(phone receiver clicks)

[Dixon] You ain't
taking him outta my jail.

Look, he shows us the way,
we come right back here again.

There ain't no way
that she is gonna show.

It's the only chance we got.

Governor might allow a partial pardon.

No time.

That boy is dumber
than a box of crayons.

Now there ain't no way
that he is gonna break,

unless, well,

someone makes him break.

Mm.

(chuckles) Yeah.

(both laugh)

Yeah.

- All right.
- Yeah.

All right. I'm going back in.

He doesn't talk, you know what to do.

We're going Jack Rabbit parole.

Fill Detective Grey in here.

Jack what?

Rabbit what?

(inmates chatter distantly)

(soft tense music)

(soft tense music)

Hey, put my shit down, blood.

Come on, finish your damn story.

[Baron] Well, after Mama went to heaven,

I figured we didn't need
to rob no dang bank.

We gotta stay on track, puppet,

we gotta stick to our plan...

No, no, I already decided.

I'm gonna go back to the
post office tomorrow.

- I'm gonna get my job back.
- No you're not.

- Yes, I am.
- No, you're not.

No, you're not!

(Marmalade sighs)

Oh god, I fucked up.

(Baron sighs)

I told myself I was gonna wait till after

the goddamn robbery.

Uh, I got such a big mouth!

(boot clatters)

I wanted to wait to surprise you.

Surprise me? What's the surprise?

That I'm pregnant.

(both chuckle)

I'm fucking pregnant.

Uh-huh, and we're gonna have
a little puppet, puppet.

(Marmalade laughs)

(wood cracks)

Uh, dear, sweet Lord,
I pray that you up there,

and Mama, you take
Marmalade and our little one

in your arms today and protect
them during the stick up.

'Cause Lord knows we are scared.

(laughs) I'm sorry, you're scared,

and you just told me you're not
even going in the dang bank.

Okay.

Well I told you I'm gonna
be the getaway driver.

- Okay?
- Cool, cool, cool,

cool, cool, cool.

- Yeah.
- Great stuff.

Amen.

Just to be clear is it,

is it gonna be you or
Jesus taking the wheel?

Just wondering.

It's gonna be both of us.

That's good. That's good news.

All right. Gear up, puppet boy.

(bold rhythmic music)

(toaster clicks)

(bold rhythmic music)

(Marmalade growls)

(Marmalade exhales sharply)

(zipper scratches)

(boot stomps)

(bold rhythmic music)

Hey, where's your mask?

Puppet, you have one freaking job.

(mysterious rhythmic music)

(mysterious rhythmic music)

(can engine roars)

(brakes squeal)

Okay. (Breathes heavily)

And number eight, the job.

All right.

Gotta double mask it.

For extra protection.

Hey. Hey. I'm worried
about you, both of you.

- All right, look at me.
- Leave the car running.

When I come out, you fuckin'
gun it like a bat outta hell.

Okay?

(Baron breathes heavily)

Wait. Wait.

What?

(tense haunting percussion music)

(singing in Spanish)

(singing in Spanish)

(singing in Spanish)

[Singer] Uh-oh.

(claps) What're you doing?

Get in the driver's seat.

(car door slams)

(car door slams)

(Baron breathes heavily)

Oh, geez. (Breathes heavily)

(intense music swells)

(gunshots blasts)

Go, go, go, go, go!

(car engine revs)

- Get in, get in.
- Go, go, go.

- Get in.
- Go!

(lively singing in Spanish)

(lively singing in Spanish)

(Marmalade laughs)

(both yell)

(Marmalade yelps)

(upbeat Latin music)

(Marmalade giggles)

(Marmalade yells happily)

Money, money, money, money. (Laughs)

How much is that?

Um, like a lot.

(laughs) Like a lot, a lot.

(Baron chuckles hesitantly)

I thought you said we just
need a little to get started,

but this seems like
more than just a little.

(Marmalade sputters)

Well, I guess we got lucky.

I don't know, somethin'
doesn't smell right.

Well, I can't smell, remember?

No, it's not that. It's just uh...

You're a freaking
worrywart, you know that?

I know. I, I know. It's just, a lot.

Yeah, it's a lot.

(laughs) Damn straight. So what?

Must've just gotten a delivery today.

How'd you know that?

I don't. Just fuckin' dumb luck.

(chuckles) Uh, how
come you know so much?

About what?

I don't know about this, about that,

about, about everything.

(scoffs) What's it matter?

You said that when we
start our dream life...

- This is our dream life.
- It's already started.

Okay, so tell me the truth.

(insects buzz)

(Marmalade sighs)

Promise you won't get mad?

Yeah.

(Marmalade exhales sharply)

I might've done this once before.

A small bank out in Bug Bay.

- That's it.
- Yeah.

And another couple a banks too.

(laughs) Fuck.

But they were all fuckin',
fuckin' chump change, you know?

Fuckin' pennies.

It was nothing like
this, nothing like this.

I wanted to throw in the
towel, puppet, I really did,

but, (sighs) fuck, then I met you.

And I wanted, the whole
fuckin' world, and the moon.

We gotta give this back.

(Marmalade laughs)

Um, well no, we can't. We can't do that.

This was supposed to
be for Mama's pills.

I think I need a minute.

(insects buzz and chirp)

(picture clatters)

(Baron passes gas)

Look, puppet.

I don't wanna...

Did you just fart?

Wait, I thought you can't smell?

Well I can't. But you got
this weird fuckin', guilty...

Look, whatever. I, I don't
wanna fight with you, puppet.

My mind. You know I got a
lot stuck in there right now.

Just remember, it's me and you

against the whole wide world.

- Yeah. And our baby.
- Huh?

Our baby.

Yeah. And our baby puppet.

All three of us.

Yeah.

I love you.

I love you too.

(insects buzz)

(slow eerie music)

♪ I will never know ♪

♪ You will never show ♪

(knocks on door)

Did the big baby get his
panties out of a bunch?

(laughs) I'm just playing with you.

Uh, baby, will you get the
uh, the masks out the car?

Why?

Um, because we gotta burn 'em.

Ah, burn 'em.

Right.

Eh.

(insects buzz and chirp)

(gun clatters)

(pills rattle)

(slow haunting music)

Hey baby, we gotta get rid
Big Bertha sooner than later.

(soft tense music)

Puppet?

Why do you have Mama's pills?

What?

(pills clatter)

What are you?

(Baron breathes heavily)

Puppet, I was holding on to
those in case of an emergency.

I put 'em in the car,
and I fuckin' forgot.

Okay, I'm serious, I fuckin' forgot.

(soft tense music)

We did everything we...

Stop!

Just,

stop.

Okay.

(sighs) I can't tell...

You can't tell if what?

I can't tell if you're being honest.

It was just Mama Eda's time.

Okay?

It's been a really big fuckin' day.

I'm taxed, you're fuckin' taxed.

Let's just put the...

Don't come any closer.

Let's put the gun down, puppet.

(sirens wail)

What are we gonna do?

All right. Now come on
out here or we're coming in.

Choice is yours.

We gotta, we gotta go
outside and apologise.

Okay?

Okay?

All right baby, baby. Just focus. Okay?

All right. We just gotta
split the money and run. Okay?

You know that spot that we like,

the spot that we talked about?

- Yeah.
- We go there.

And, and, and if one of us doesn't show,

then that means the other one got nabbed.

- Okay?
- Okay.

And uh, if that happens

then one of us just fuckin'
disappears forever, okay?

Forever?

Look at me. 3:30, tomorrow.

[Officer] All right, you got

- 10 seconds, lady.
- All right? Say you got it.

3:30 tomorrow.

- Say you got it.
- I got it. I got it.

- I fuckin' got it.
- I fuckin' got it.

- Okay.
- Okay.

[Officer] All right.

Come here. Come here. Come here.

[Officer] Eight,

seven.

I never loved anyone like I love you.

And nobody's ever loved me like, hm.

Nobody's ever loved me.

You're the man of my fuckin' dreams.

(gentle melancholic music)

(gentle melancholic music)

3:30 tomorrow. Okay, puppet? (Laughs)

(gentle melancholic music)

Hey, dream big or don't dream at all.

(gentle dreamy music)

[Officer] Six,

five,

four,

three.

I'm here.

- Two.
- I'm here!

I'm sorry!

(dramatic swoosh)

Marmalade!

Where's she at?

She'll be there at 3:30, waiting for me.

Where?

It's a secret place only
me and her know about,

there's not much time.

Don't play me, blood. We had a deal.

You break me out, I show
you the way. $250,000.

(book thuds)

(Otis sniffles)

All right. You ever think
she double timing you, homie?

You know what I'm saying?

You had your finger on the trigger, dog.

Remember that? You ever think
she ain't planning on showing?

Do you believe our love?

'Cause I know what I know,
and I done feel what I feel.

Rest ain't up to me.

Here's what we about to
do, Jack Rabbit parole.

(Cambio whistles)

There's nothing either good or bad,

but thinking makes it so.

(keys clink)

(cell door clatters)

Hey, hey, hey. Lay low till it's on.

(soft tense music)

(soft tense music)

(soft tense music)

(door clicks)

Inmate 3-2-6, laundry pickup.

Put this on. Get in.

Bounce, blood, bounce.

(laundry cart clatters)

(soft tense music)

(soft tense music)

(soft tense music)

(keys clatter)

(lock jiggles)

Problem there, bud?

I'm straight, blood.

Straight, huh?

Yep.

Laundry goes in the east end, my guy.

Yeah, I heard you, bruh.

(lock clicks)

(keys jiggle)

Hey, hey, you go get your Marmalade.

Hey, hey. You got a hearing problem?

You go get your girl.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Just calm down, I said it's cool.

(tense music)

(birds chirp)

(curious acoustic music)

- Stay down.
- I keep telling you now...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- I'm with you.
- Just stay down.

FBI, he's clear, he's clear.

Shit. Get your fuckin'
Walmart cop. Shit.

What the hell happened? The
plan was to go with him.

I know, and Chief interfered.

We couldn't get here in time.

Are they tracking him?

Yes, every move.

Okay, he should be wide open by now.

(exhales sharply) Let's roll.

(upbeat rhythmic music)

APB is out. Puzzle
piece tattoo on her neck.

Oh and a, a heart
tattoo on her left ankle

with the name Baron.

Okay.

Possibly strawberry blonde or pink hair.

Armed and dangerous.

Once more into the breach, dear friends.

[Cambio And Gray] Once more.

Honestly, Ted, you gotta
come up with something

other than the Shakespeare
character, okay?

It's all a bit intense, brother.

Got some notes for
your performance as well.

Sorry, what was that?

[Police Officer] Suspect's
vehicle pulling over up ahead.

Copy that.

[Police Officer] Looking
like some sort of general store

on the north side of Main Street.

What do y'all think he's getting?

Well, hopefully something
for her with any luck.

Jesus, be a miracle if
he can make it anywhere

in that lemon.

I mean, where'd we find
this piece of shit?

Don't know.

It's my personal,
sir. Opted to volunteer.

Good, thank, thank you. Good job.

Oh, there we go.

(car ignition starts)

We're on the move.

(upbeat rhythmic music)

(upbeat rhythmic music)

[Police Officer] Hey boss,
car two in position over here

in case he goes over the hill.

[Otis] You only get one mama.

You really took a
shine to that kid, huh?

Poor guy. He'll do
five to 10 for accessory.

Ooh.

At least he got to see
his Mama Eda one more time.

And knock on wood, his girl as well.

On the move.

(soft tense music)

(soft tense music)

[Police Officer] Just hold there, boss.

It looks like he's stopping up here again.

Be advised, location
could be a nest egg.

Keep your eyes peeled for a positive ID.

[Police Officer] Hey, Roger that.

[Cambio] Why's he stopping here?

They like their ice cream.

Oh, come on, Marmalade, where you at?

Where you at? Where you at?

3:15.

All right, remember, they're
supposed to meet at 3:30.

Here we go. Next one's the drop.

(slow sombre music)

Right turn in 10 minutes. Eyes on.

Right. Follow. Follow.

(tyres squeal)

(object thuds)

Oh, Christ on a cracker.

Man, what is he doing?

He's going around the block.

(tyres squeal)

Hang back, hang back.

He's seeing if anyone's following.

This is it.

(tense music)

[Gray] Oh, do you see her?

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Move
in, move in, move in.

(sirens wail) (daunting music)

- FBI.
- FBI.

Yeah, come on,

- let's get your hands up.
- Get outta the car.

- Hands up.
- Hands up.

- Hands up.
- Get outta the car.

Outta the car right now.

Do not move.

He said I could keep the car.

(driver shudders)

It's clear.

(dramatic banging)

(intense adventurous music)

(siren wails)

Put an APB out for two people now.

I repeat, a couple,
potentially heading north.

Make sure all the perimeter
checkpoints are locked down.

They cannot get away.

Now special agent, where are you going?

(intense adventurous music)

(slow sombre music)

(Baron breathes heavily)

(deep gentle music)

(Baron grunts) (bricks crumble)

(deep suspenseful music)

(zipper scratches)

(deep suspenseful music)

(deep suspenseful music)

(money flips)

I got you.

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

No, I don't, no, I don't know
what you're talking about.

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

Do you have the, uh, uh, uh,

the security photos from the bank?

(tense suspenseful music)

(tense suspenseful music)

Move, move, move. Move, move.

- [Gray] What's up?
- What're you looking for?

(tense suspenseful music)

Shit.

What?

That is not Marmalade's tattoo.

(upbeat rhythmic music)

♪ A little softer, people get softer ♪

♪ A little softer, people get louder ♪

♪ A little louder, people get louder ♪

(car engine rumbles)

Go ahead and pop your trunk.

(truck clicks)

(tense haunting music)

(tense haunting music)

[Officer] All clear, Sarge.

Have yourself a pleasant day, ma'am.

Take care now.

(car engine rumbles)

(tense adventurous music)

(Baron laughs)

♪ Clap your hands now, people clap now ♪

♪ Clap your hands now,
people clap your hands ♪

♪ Clap your hands now, people clap now ♪

♪ Clap your hands now ♪

Sir, what should they be
looking for at the perimeter now?

You know what?

I have no idea which way
we're facing right now.

No fucking clue.

I just, all right just, change it back to

a lone male suspect, Southern drawl.

I don't, I don't, I don't,
I don't, I don't know.

I don't know.

Copy that.

Wait, what, what about the girl?

There is no girl.

What?

There is no girl.

(door bells jingle)

(deep haunting music)

Hey there.

Hey, how can I help you?

So, I called in an order a
few days ago for Pleonexia.

Ah, remind me of the name again.

Uh, Lamram. L-A-M-R-A-M.

Uh, starting to think
you weren't gonna show.

Well, I had a little hold up.

408 Ronson Drive. Thank you. Thank you.

Sir! Sir, I got the address.

The what?

The address from the tracking,

made from the phone call in prison.

Get in.

[Cambio] Headquarters traced the number

back to some sort of
pharmaceutical company.

That's it. Lamram, Lamram.

Lamram, Lamram. Ah.

(door bells jingle)

(tense music)

Right here. It's right,
right, right, right, right.

(tyres squeal)

(sirens wail)

[Gray] Officer
approaching, let us through.

Here, here, here, here.

Expensive brand of drugs, huh?

Damn Warbucks. Rich just
keep getting richer.

Where are we?

I don't know what street this is.

You're looking at the map.

Is this Randall?

(tyres squeal)

Got my whole supply there,
every last pill. It's for you?

No.

They're for my mom.

Well, my foster mom.

(bag thuds)

(tense suspenseful music)

Left, left. Here, here, here, here.

Yeah, yeah, yep, yep.

(tyres squeal)

You oughta been here
a little (indistinct),

you fucking pig.

About goddamn time.

Well, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm sorry.

Sorry? You should be sorry.

The sheriff's office said
someone would be here by noon.

Sir, I think there's
been a, a misunderstanding.

A block of money gone kapoof.

Misunderstanding, my asshole.

Well, sir, I, I'm sorry I don't follow.

I used to transit through Bug Bay,

and that shit hole was ripping us too.

Sir, you said Bug Bay?

Are you deaf? Yes, Bug Bay.

What're y'all, just sitting
around with your thumbs up

your prison purses.

Wait a minute now.

It was your money that
was stolen in the robbery?

Oh, dear god. Am I not speaking English?

Half a million fucking dollars of mine

was stolen from some
podunk bank yesterday.

Okay. Okay. Let's just all calm down.

Sir, is this your place of business?

Goddamn right. Don Frankels, CEO.

(eerie music)

Baron Pharmaceuticals.

[Don] Insurance company
shittin' themselves

and y'all can't even identify the victim.

Baron Pharmaceuticals.

Sir, you don't make the
drug Pleonexia by chance?

(laughs) Yes sir, we do.

(Otis chuckles)

You know, I, I'm guessing that
y'all ain't got no updates

for me, so, kindly just scuttle
the fuck off my property

and go find my bills.

Sons of bitches, worthless.

Mr. Frankels. Excuse me, sir.

What?

Do you foster children?

Come again?

Foster children, you
have any, or have you ever?

Uh, the fuck that's
gotta do with anything?

Do you foster children?

Damn right I do.

You take a bunch a junkie rejects

and you make 'em into something.

We'll be in touch.

Useless pricks.

(slow mysterious music)

Linda, get the goddamn
sheriff on the phone.

[Gray] What was that about?

Everything's a puzzle piece.

Find his address, send a unit over

to Mr. Frankel's house immediately.

Wait a minute now. What's up?

I just, I, I, I got a feeling that I,

we'll find something.

Requesting a home address
for a Don or Donald Frankels.

Tell 'em to look for a back garage or,

or speak to the foster kids.

All right, be on the
lookout for a garage.

Find something like what?

I don't know. Cages, maybe.

Cages?

Cages. You think that he's...

Marmalade said that
her abuser had a cane

and a slight twitch in
his eye when he got mad.

Does that ring any bells?

Sir?

Yeah.

There's a unit, a block
away from his house.

It has a garage, and
outside they just spotted

a jar of marmalade.

(hand smacks)

(sirens chirp)

[Police Officer] (indistinct) Now,

(indistinct) when we process him in.

Three cages, apparently.

No recent use, luckily,

but evidence all over the place.

Chief's questioning the foster kids now.

- So, what's real, hm?
- What's real? What's fake?

Could use a drink.

Well, there's a watering
hole about a block over.

I'll meet you there.

A man in his lifetime plays many parts.

Come on now. First round's
on me, blood. (Laughs)

I'll never do it again, sir.

No.

(indistinct police radio
chatter in background)

(Velcro rips)

(soft tense music)

(haunting music swells)

(footsteps shuffle)
(soft tense music)

(door bells jingle)

Afternoon, FBI. Did
you happen to see a man...

I got nothing to do with it.

I don't know nothing about all this.

(badge thuds)

He got his pills and he disappeared

like a fart in a fan factory.

I'm sorry, um, I'm
sorry, what, what pills?

Pleonexia.

For what?

- I don't know. For his mom.
- Look, I don't need any...

Where'd he go?

Said he was buying
tickets, around the corner.

(car rumbles)

(suspenseful music)

(tropical music)

Aloha, Bonjour. Don't just
book it. Thomas Cook it.

How you doing? I was wondering...

Agent Huxley?

Yeah?

Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.

I've got everything all set right here.

FBI. (Laughs)

Sh.

I'm, I'm...

He said you were gonna be right over.

Uh, I didn't realise it was gonna be

so lickety split though.

I mean, it's a, it's a, it's a good thing.

I, I, (clears throat).

He left a note for ya.

I'm uh, very sorry for your loss.

My what?

I might've peaked.

If you need me, I'm here.

I need you to stop reading
people's mail. It's illegal.

(door bangs shut)

(gentle music)

[Baron] Life can only
be understood backwards,

but it must be lived forwards.

I'm taking care of my mother.
I hope you'll do the same.

Farewell, secret agent.

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(gentle music)

(birds caw)

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Oh, yeah. Keys.

Great.

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(door creaks)

♪ Stick it up, mister ♪

♪ Hear what I say sir, yeah ♪

(singer vocalises)

♪ Get your hands in the air, sir ♪

♪ Whoo, yeah ♪

♪ I said yeah, I said yeah ♪

♪ What they say, listen what they say ♪

♪ Don't you hear? I say, yeah, yeah yeah ♪

♪ Listen what they say,
listen what they say ♪

♪ Do you believe I would
take such a thing with me ♪

♪ And give it to a police man ♪

♪ I wouldn't do that, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ And if I do that, I would say, Sir ♪

♪ Come on and put the charge on me ♪

♪ I wouldn't do that, no ♪

♪ I wouldn't do that, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ I'm not a fool to hurt myself ♪

♪ So I was innocent of
what they done to me ♪

♪ They was wrong ♪

♪ Huh, listen to me one more time ♪

♪ They were wrong ♪

♪ Oh yeah, give it to me one time, huh ♪

♪ Give it to me two times, huh-huh ♪

♪ Give it to me three times, huh-huh-huh ♪

♪ Give it to me four
times, huh-huh-huh-huh ♪

♪ 54-46 was my number ♪

♪ Right now, someone
else has that number ♪

♪ One more time, baby ♪

♪ 54-46 was my number, was my number ♪

♪ Right now, someone else
has that number, oh yeah ♪

♪ I said yeah, I said yeah ♪

♪ Listen what they say,
listen what they say ♪

♪ Oh I say hear me now, yeah yeah ♪

♪ Listen what they say,
listen what they say ♪

(singer vocalises)

(singer continues vocalising)

♪ Oh, give it to me one time, huh ♪

♪ Give it to me two times, huh-huh ♪

♪ Gimme, gimme, gimme,
gimme, gimme, gimme ♪

♪ Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme ♪

♪ Oh, no, no, no, no ♪

(singer vocalises)

(singer continues vocalising)

(singer continues vocalising)

♪ 54-46 was my number, oh yeah ♪

♪ Right now, someone
else has that number ♪

♪ One more time ♪

♪ 54-46 was my number, oh yeah ♪

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(hands clap rhythmically)