All language subtitles for Marvels.Runaways.S02E09.WEB-DLRip.Rus.Eng.LostFilm

Nico:
Previously on Marvel's
Runaways...

-You're gonna do one
more thing for him.
-Yeah, what's that?

Take the rap
for his murder charge.

I have evidence that proves

-someone is innocent.
-Flores: It's an alibi.

Our boy AWOL here
can destroy the footage.

-Send a message.
-I'll take care of it.

-(gunfire)
-(people screaming)

You're gonna tell me every damn
thing you know about this mess.

Alex:
Sounds like it's time for you
to meet my friends.

We know that Darius was killed
at the Gordon Hotel,

so if I can hack into
the surveillance system there

and prove it, then we can clear
Darius's name once and for all.

I was gonna tell you about that.
It's the school of my dreams.

You make a decision, you lie,
and then you keep shit from me.

-We gotta go! Now! Come on.
-(elevator bell dings)

Chase:
Stairs! Go!

(man grunts)

-She's been inside way too long.
-OK, so we're going in, right?

If we go back in,
we gotta be ready to fight.

-I don't know.
-What do you mean,
you don't know?

-That's Molly.
-No offense,

but the people who
have no powers

are the ones calling the shots.

I can mind-control a dinosaur.
That sounds like a power to me.

And how does that help us
in this moment?

Speaking as someone with
an above-average range of power,

-I say we can beat their asses.
-What the hell is going on?

There may have been some things
I didn't tell you about us.

Yeah, no shit.
And did you say "dinosaur"?

Alex:
I'll explain later.

But right now,
we have to save Molly.

Get off me!

That's AWOL.
Tamar warned me about him.

-This isn't good.
-Gert: What if they lock her up?

What if they feed her lies
and they brainwash her?

What if she gets
Stockholm Syndrome?

Slow down. She hasn't gone
Patty Hearst yet.

Molly:
Thanks for the ride.

I thought I was gonna
have to walk home.

-Shit. Now what?
-We follow her.

Alex:
Somebody call Karolina.

We're gonna need
all hands on deck.

Shouldn't I be
in a police station?

AWOL:
You where you're supposed
to be, in the Black Box.

Made for people like you
who can't mind their business.

-Oh, so you're a crooked cop.
-(chuckles)

Everything's black and white
with you kids.

Look, I don't make the rules,
I just enforce 'em.

Shit, you're lucky they sent me.

Lucky? You Tased me.

My boss Flores woulda shot you.

So you're one of Flores'
little bitches.

I'm no one's... bitch.

You sure about that?

(chuckles)
You know what?

I like you. You're kind of tough
for a little girl.

You can go.
I'll take it from here.

You sure? She's strong, man.

Took that Taser
like a 400-pound grizzly bear.

She's also fourteen years old.

Almost fifteen.

Besides...

Ms. Hernandez and I,
we got history.

I'm an old friend
of her parents'--

may they rest in peace.

She's harmless. Go home.

(Flores sighs)

You do realize your parents
are worried sick?

You said it yourself.
My parents are dead.

Let me get you home.

You and your friends.
You can trust me.

Not happening.

You're just a flunky, do-boy.

PRIDE owns you.

-Where are your goddamn friends?
-I don't know, man.

I mean, still at the hotel,

reporting a kidnapping
to the actual cops,

eating pizza, maybe.

It's kind of your job
to find out.

There's nothing worse
than hurting a kid

to get information.

But I will.

(Flores laughs)

Oh, you won't be
smiling for long.

Wanna put money on that?

I can use the cash.

(whoosh)

(tires screeching)

Gert:
Molly, put the corrupt
law enforcement officer down.

It's not worth it.

Sure.

Nico:
Told you she'd be fine.

-(Flores yelps)
-Molly: Sorry to worry you guys.

MOLLY:
Who's hungry?

(theme music playing)

You know what? I almost forgot.

That Flores guy,
he took my phone.

Then he's tracking us.

That's right out
of the Minoru handbook.

Alex:
You know what that means.
Everybody toss your burners.

Problem solved.

-Just one question.
-Gert: You mean,

like, why did we just
treat the streets
of our beloved city

like a Taiwanese landfill?

Who's this?

I'm Livvie. Who are you?
Do you have
a bionic dinosaur too?

The dinosaur isn't bionic.

I'm Karolina.

That's my friend Livvie.

-She's coming with us tonight.
-I am?

Thanks for making the decision
for all of us.

Including me.

I'm sorry, I just meant that
you should come over tonight,

and then we can decide what
we're gonna do in the morning.

That's... if you wanted
to sleep over.

Do you want me to?

If you want to.

That was romcom cute,

but can we figure out
where we're going?

Gert, take her home.
We can't afford any more risks.

No, Gert, we're going
to the hostel. Take a right.

Nico:
Bad idea. It's not safe.

This is stupid. Livvie has
more than proven herself to us.

Gert:
I have to pee,
and we're running out of gas.

We're going home.

Welcome, Livvie.
Make yourself at home.

Oh, and if you're hungry, we're
really good at dumpster diving.

Livvie:
How did you find this place?

Dumb luck, I guess.

Yeah, we were chasing this guy
who stole Chase's Fistigons--

that's what they're called,
the robot gloves--

and Old Lace,

that's the dinosaur,
Gert's a classic movie buff--

anyways, Old Lace
tackles this guy,

Karolina falls through
that skylight,

and boom! Underground mansion.

Was Karolina OK?

Alex:
Yeah. No, she was fine.

She was glowing, so, you know,
she hovered.

You know that sounds
totally crazy, right?

Yup. Welcome to the hostel.

This is my spot,
we call it Alexville,

or at least I do, in my head.

This place is freakin' huge,
and you don't get a room?

Well, I've been
spending all my time

with this cool girl
from Compton.

Who needs a room?

-(phone chimes)
-Was that your phone?

Yeah. Tamar's been
texting me like crazy.

You didn't get rid of it
like the rest of us?

If that AWOL guy knows
that you're with us,

he could be tracking
us right now.

I-- I'm just supposed
to toss my phone

and throw away the little
memories I have with Darius?

-This is evidence.
-Evidence?

When he allegedly
killed Destiny,

he was at my birthday party.

And I'll lose the footage
of us leaving the hospital.

-I know it went wrong--
-You have footage
from the hospital?

Can I see that?

Livvie, please.

(typing)

Tamar:
Say bye!

-(gunfire)
-(screaming)

There's the car.

(gunfire continues on video)

-Alex: It's him.
-Livvie: AWOL.

Look, we got it, OK?

But I have to destroy
your phone.

I can save everything. OK?

Anything you want, it's yours.

Then I'm gonna make it look like

your phone's in
the mountains of Wakanda.

-You can do that?
-What?

Did you really think
I didn't have a superpower?

So then what,
what do we do with it?

Well, we know that
we can't trust the police--

my mom owns them, too.

Aside from being an assassin,

she's also one of the city's
top defense attorneys.

So what's the plan?
You always have one.

We're gonna use the little fish,
a.k.a. AWOL,

to get to the big fish, better
known as our awful parents.

Technically, aren't piranhas
little fish?

Moray eels? They're both deadly.

OK, great, so you're
a cosmetologist
and an oceanologist.

Look, I understand
that you're scared.

But you have no idea
what our parents are capable of.

-We have to take them down.
-I don't know, Alex.

I don't know what to say,
who to trust--

Trust me.

OK, but no more secrets--
not between us.

No more secrets.

I have one more request.

Request away.

Can I meet the dinosaur?

(chitters)

Flores:
You've been keeping
secrets from the beginning.

Leslie:
We figured it was a need-to-know
basis kind of a thing.

Flores:
I should have known you psychos

would Frankenstein your own kids
into super-powered assholes.

Hey, slight clarification.
Our kids are not assholes.

And they don't all have powers.

Flores:
Right. Some of them
only have military-grade weapons

and hacking computers.

You sent me in unprepared!

But I won't do the same.

Heads up.
They're comin' for you.

Geoffrey:
Comin' for us how?

They're onto Darius's murder.

If they dig any deeper, it leads
right back to this room.

To all of us!

Look, you don't need
to square off with our kids.

You just find 'em.
We'll take care of the rest.

PRIDE was supposed to be over.

Only you two have dragged us

all back in
with this Darius crap.

You weren't singing
that tune when it got

your daughter off
murder charges.

We saved all our kids.

We've been tied to each other
for too long.

We were fools to think
ending PRIDE

would absolve us
of our misdeeds.

Robert:
Or end our association.

And now we could all
go to prison.

STACEY: Come on, guys,
don't be so pessimistic.

-We can fix this.
-Dale: Stacy's right.

I believe it was
The Tramp himself,

the great Charlie Chaplin, who
once said, "You're never gonna

find a rainbow if you're
looking down."

Oh, hon! I like that.

What happens if Flores
does find the kids?

They want nothing to do with us.

They're armed, not afraid,
and coming for us.

Let's not forget,
we're still PRIDE.

The most brilliant minds
in biotech, computers,
and engineering

are standing in this room.

Thanks for including us, Vic.

Leslie:
What are you suggesting?

We build our own weapons.

To turn on our kids?

Robert:
Of course this is your idea.

You're the same man
who blasted his son

through a plate glass window.
-Yes.

Unfortunately, I hurt my son.

But that's not
what I'm doing here.

They'd just simply be tools
to ensure our safety

and, ultimately, theirs.

You really think this is the
best way to bring them home?

It is, if it's the only way.

I'll help you.

Thank you.

We'll start today.

Gert:
I don't understand.

She's never been
like this before.

-(Old Lace growling)
-Old Lace, you have
to eat something.

OK, watch me.

I'll eat it first.

Whoa!
You're gonna eat a palm tree?

Maybe if she sees me do it,
then she'll eat.

It's the sacrifice we have
to make as parents, Molly.

We have crackers.

They're cardboard bland
and they're easy to digest.

-I'll be right back.
-(softly growling)

Chase.

-Molly.
-Cool. We're
no longer strangers.

Gert needs your help.
It's Old Lace. She won't eat.

And Gert wants to use
me as bait?

Don't be a jerk.

Gert hates me.

I drowned her dreams
in a chocolate waterfall.

You didn't drown her dreams.

It's an application.
She can get another one online.

Gert was just... afraid

that you wouldn't
support her decision.

Wait. She said that?

Not really.

Um, I'm just kinda
getting really good

at this whole advice thing.

I know. But after

everything that went down
in the hotel...

I think we're over -over.

Is it that unfair for Gert to
consider a future without you?

No. No, not at all.

It just...

it hurt my feelings.

I thought, "We're a couple
and we're gonna

figure things out
together." But...

God, if my teammates heard me
talking this way right now--

Who cares what those
idiots think?

I'm sorry.

No, I'm not sorry.

You and Gert don't
have to be boo'ed up

in order to make sure
Old Lace is safe.

(chuckles)

-(Old Lace softly growls)
-Hey.

Is she OK?

(Old Lace gurgles)

She's been tossing all night.

Not to mention I woke up
next to Dienonychus vomit,

so I'm doing great, by the way.

Do you want my help or not?

I'm frickin' trying, Gert.

Sorry.

It's that, um...

it's just, this isn't normal.

Maybe... something she ate?

I thought you said
she was an omnivore.

Yeah, but I don't think
they really had Domino's pizza

during the Cretaceous Period.

Well, uh, maybe we
change her diet.

I'll get the Fistigons, go
hunting?

That's very sweet,

but I was hoping for something
a little less barbaric.

But, speaking of bad ideas...

I'm sorry I didn't
tell you about Smith.

I was operating
from a place of fear.

I get it.

And you're... super smart.

Scary passionate.

And you want more out of life.

But I want you to feel
comfortable telling me things.

Especially if...
we're a couple.

Can we, um...
can we just start over?

Maybe figuring out what's wrong
with Old Lace together?

Yeah. I'd like that a lot.

We have kinda been wingin' it.

Alex:
Um. OK, yeah.

I know what you're thinking,
and it's definitely

a legitimate question.

Can it still be called a muffin
if it also functions

as a blunt object capable
of rendering a man unconscious?

(laughs)
It's fine. I like peanut butter
and crackers.

Sorry, I need these. Thanks!

You know, I should just
get home.

Tamar, she'll be worried
about me.

OK. I'll take you. Maybe we can
get some food on the way?

You mentioned some place
with amazing plantains?

I did, but one problem.
I've seen AWOL there.

Well, maybe it's not a problem.

Could be the perfect way
to get to him.

-Alex, It's too dangerous.
-I'll bring my friends.

And you think
they'll be down for that?

Well, maybe we don't
have to tell them.

But you said it was
an amazing place

and they love Caribbean food.

-What about no more secrets?
-I meant between us.

I just met them, Alex.
I'm not cool with lying to them.

Look, it's fine.

OK? Trust me.

Plus, I'll handle all the lying.

(Jamaican rap music playing)

(bell dings)

(chatter)

Oh, my God, it smells so good.
Great place, Livvie.

Oh, it was Alex's choice,
but thanks.

Yeah, it's apparently
very popular here, so...

-Gert: Can we sit anywhere?
-Livvie: Yeah, just grab
a table.

Man:
Yo, AWOL, what's up?

Those were the guys
who grabbed me.

What are they doing here?

AWOL:
Come on, man. Yo, Sharon.

What's the deal?
Where's my food at?

It's coming. I'll get it.

Yo, it's always supposed

to be here. I'm tired
of coming and waiting.

Like, I'm here every day.

Who knew dirty cops
liked to eat clean?

Wilder.
This is not a coincidence.

You tricked us.

OK, we're not here
just for the food.

Livvie:
I told you they
wouldn't like it.

No, we don't.

Like what, exactly?

Alex's small fish
eats big fish plan.

AWOL is your idea
of a small fish?

Gert:
Small fish can be deadly.

There's the puffer fish, which
is small but very dangerous.

Don't forget about stingrays.
They're vicious.

Is every girl
a frickin' marine biologist?

I got this, OK?

AWOL:
It's always something...
It's always something.

Hot and ready, right.
It needs to be.

-Shit.
-Alex: Hey, you got a minute?

(AWOL chuckles)

Anyway, like I said,
this thing better be good--

Once you're done harassing
this cashier

I wanna talk to you.

All right? One on one,
man to man.

Ahh. Man to man!

Get up and get outta here, kid.

Come on.

Did you just touch my food?

Yo!

-Did this kid just touch
my curried goat?
-Looks like it.

Yo, tell me that
you did not just touch...

my God. Damned. Curried. Goat!

Didn't realize curried goat
was such a big deal.

But I got an offer for you
that's gonna make you
forget all about lunch.

Oh, really?

And who the hell are you
to be offering me anything?

I'm the guy that knows you
framed Darius Davis for murder.

You just messed up.

Drop the gate!

Everybody out. Now.

We have a situation
with fugitives

-who are armed and dangerous.
-Go!

AWOL:
Come on, come on, come on!

-Strike Team Thug: Get out!
-AWOL: Let's go!

Everybody clear out!
Cross the street!

Y'all them hotel kids, huh?

You shoulda bailed
with everyone else.

Mitch.

On your knees,
hands behind your head.

-Chase: Great plan, Wilder.
-AWOL: Down!

Alex:
Let me talk to you
for two minutes.

OK? I'm not--
We aren't the enemy.

-You talk too much.
-I was just trying to get
your attention.

And now you got it.
Come on.

I could kill
everyone in here right now...

and get away with it.

You know that, right?

Huh?

-Nico: Pause.
-(whoosh)

Chase:
After everything
we've been through,

you would think it wouldn't be
that big of a deal,

but I did not like
having a gun held to my head.

Karolina:
Alex, I know what happened
with Darius was awful,

but getting mixed up with these
guys is not gonna fix it.

Nico:
Agree. No more fishing, OK?

Alex, we're dropping this.

We'll take down
our parents another way.

Or... maybe we just move on.

We let it all go,
we focus on the future.

Alex.

Yeah.
I'll take Livvie home.

(sighs)

Where are we rushing off to?

The old neighborhood.
Clean up the mess you created.

-We're going to Tamar's.
-Tamar's?

Are you insane?

If this is your sad attempt
at some teachable moment...

In case you didn't notice,

Victor Stein is creating
some high-tech shit

to use against our kids.

And if Alex gets shot,
he ain't gonna glow,

he's gonna bleed.

So we need to find him now.

Fine. But we can't trust Tamar.

Why? Because of what you
did to Darius?

Right now I trust her a hell
of a lot more than I do you.

This is a multidirectional
tranquilizer dart.

Its look and design is modeled
after the red-tailed hawk.

A missile gun named after

a predatory bird.
Sounds painful.

(laughs) Don't worry.
We'll use it with discretion.

Janet figured out
how this actually works, huh?

She did.
It's an incredible resource.

Insight into energy conversion,
space travel--

technology so advanced, it, uh--

(chuckles)
Well, it's far beyond
your grasp.

(snorts)

Janet:
Gentlemen.

-Honey.
-Janet.

I'll just get it out of the way
by stating the obvious.

This is awkward.

But I want in on
this boys' club think tank.

I cracked the Abstract, I
designed the anti-gravity gun--

I have more than proven
my worth.

You'd be a welcome
addition to our team.

Flores:
You had 'em in your lap!

-And you let 'em go?!
-I didn't let them go,

just like you didn't let
that little girl go last night.

Her freak-ass friends
busted her out, didn't they?

-So what if they did?
-It raises you in my esteem

to know you didn't get your ass
rolled by Little Miss Molly.

But it raises some
questions as well.

Such as, why keep that
information a secret from me?

You question my loyalty?

Yes, sir. I do indeed.

See, as soon as you saw
that little witch

and the human glow-stick,

you saw your way out.

Whatever PRIDE was paying
to find their kids--

they was worth
a whole lot more than that.

-I was gonna come to you.
-When?

-You put me and my men
in danger.
-Those are my men!

You work for me.

Don't forget I'm the one
that picked your ass up

off of Slauson and Vermont.
I saw something in you.

Something that you could use.

Just like you're trying
to use them kids.

Don't tell me how to do my job.

You don't like
how I'm doing things,

I'll find some other thug

who knows how to listen.

Geoffrey:
The kids are in danger.
I need to talk to Livvie.

Tamar:
I've been trying to reach her.

They had a run-in
with the Strike Team.

Geoffrey:
What Strike Team?
Why didn't we know about this?

Tamar:
They're not talking about it
at the Brentwood Country Mart?

No one's sayin' what went down.

-Is Alex OK?
-They escaped.

-(baby fussing)
-But I'm still worried.

Livvie's not returning my calls
or my texts...

Those guys, they don't forgive
and they don't forget.

-They're gonna come looking.
-I'll handle the Strike Team.

In the meantime,
I can put security outside.

-Make sure you're safe.
-It's nice that you're worried.

Being forced into single
motherhood is not easy.

(baby fussing, crying)

I don't need your security.

Unless it's to keep her
away from me.

Geoffrey:
Now is not the time
to be stubborn, Tamar.

I promise I'll fix this.

But you need to call me
the minute

you hear from the kids.

You have my word.

You're takin' orders
from the same people

who killed your husband and paid
me to shoot at your baby.

Bad Parenting 101, Tamar.

You got a strong stomach,
though. I woulda killed her.

Tamar:
Here's the deal. I keep you
in the loop with PRIDE,

-and you leave me
and my family alone.
-(baby fussing)

So we partners now, or what?

♪ Oh, you're bad enough to me ♪

♪ Bad enough that we ♪

♪ Always have something
to get over... ♪

Are you eating cake?

I thought you were supposed
to be upgrading

the scanning software
for these monitors.

Why, when there's cake?

It's delicious. It's...

The sugar creates
this dopamine surge and...

the fat molecules just...

pleasure the tongue.

I've seen those weapons
Victor's preparing.

They're scary, Tina.
Nico could get hurt.

Mm. This frosting... is amazing.

Come on, Tina. This serious.

We gotta get our daughter back
before things get worse.

We both saw the look in Nico's
eyes when she killed Jonah.

Nico killed Jonah.

There must be consequences.

Robert:
We're living the consequences
of Jonah every day.

(distorted noises, whooshing)

♪ Say I'm crazy... ♪

Are those fat molecules
not so pleasurable anymore?

(keys jingling)

Hey! (grunts) God!

We had an agreement.

You call me when your men
had my son.

I know they tangled
with the Strike Team earlier.

What kind of game are you
playing, Flores?

I'm not gaming you.
I didn't get a call either--

-Bullshit!
-I got a wild card on my team!

-Geoffrey, please, listen to me!
-Talk.

He goes by AWOL.

He's talented and ruthless,

but he doesn't
always follow the rules.

This is one of those times.

You consider this a warning.

If I get even the smallest hint
you're playing with me...

you're done.

It won't happen again.
I'll keep him in check.

(Flores grunts, pants)

Thanks for taking me home.

The least I could do
after almost getting you shot.

We were all fine--
thanks to your friends.

Livvie:
What is he doing here, Tam?

I swear, if you touch her
or my nephew--

I'm fine. He just wants to talk.

Talk? He tried to kill us.
You said he was dangerous.

Tamar:
I did. And you didn't listen.

Now he's in our dining room.

You asked for this.

Alex:
So you're gonna kill us now?

That what you think?

Darius always said it was
about knowing your opponent.

With someone like you...

who cares about power,

saving face...

you couldn't let go
of what happened earlier.

Your pride matters too much.

Stop me when I'm wrong.

I woulda come here every day

till I found
you and your friends.

-You made me look like a fool.
-That wasn't my intention.

But I'm here with an offer.

-Your friends with you?
-Do I need 'em?

Not if we're just talking.

Is that what we're doing?

Alex, this could be a setup.

-That still wouldn't alter
my plan.
-What plan?

You didn't mention another plan.
Plus your friends aren't here--

This isn't their beef,
it's mine.

Yo, could we get some...
some privacy?

Please.

(knocking on door)

Dale:
Stace? Listen, you've been
in there for a couple of hours,

and we don't lock doors
in our house.

Stacey:
It's OK to be separate, Dale.

Over-enmeshment is unhealthy.

O... kay.

What are you doing in here?

Trying to find our kids,
who are under attack,

-and we have to fight back.
-Fight?

(laughs) Sweetie,
that's so not you.

Or... it's exactly me.

Where are your glasses?

Dale, we don't both
have to wear glasses.

OK, just thought
you needed them to see.

Well, Dale, there's a lot
about me you don't know.

What?

I have your prescription
to the ophthalmologist.

I know all about your
astigmatism. So...

What's that?

Something I'm working on.

Alone?

Sweetie, we are a team, OK?

I'm not just talking
about our marriage.

Dale Sheldon Yorkes.

Not another step.

Really? Or what?

Or...

I'll feel that you don't respect
the autonomy of my process.

I-- I totally respect
the autonomy of your process--

Well, then prove it.

By going upstairs
and making me a snack.

(laughs)
You want me to make you
a snack--

OK. Anything in particular?

Dealer's choice.

-(distorted noises)-
-(object clatters)

(exhales)

Where-- Where are my glasses?

(roaring)

Chase:
We definitely left her alone
for too long today.

-She is not happy.
-Gert: She's just
not feeling well.

She would never hurt us,
right, Lacey?

-(roars)
-Oh, my-- OK.
Sometimes I'm wrong.

Are these your emotions,
or Old Lace's?

-I don't know.
-(Old Lace shrieks)

But this is your
superpower, Gert.

Old Lace always listens to you.

-Molly: What's going on?
-Gert: I don't know.

It's like our connection's gone.
It's like--

It's like the polarity's
been switched.

(Old Lace roaring)

I could take you to PRIDE right
now, and then what?

You take me to PRIDE,
and my friends release

the video of you
shooting at a baby.

That wouldn't look good for
anybody.

Not to mention
I have very clear footage

of you at the hotel
the day Darius was murdered.

That's all I need
to put you behind bars.

Then why we talkin'?
Lock me up.

Because that's not what I want.

What I want is for my parents
to go to jail,

and you're gonna help me.

-You're telling me
what to do now?
-You can do whatever you want.

But believe me,
you want to do this.

It's simple.
You turn on Flores and PRIDE,

they go to jail-- that video
never sees the light of day.

Hmm. That's cute.

But see, that plan
only benefits Alex Wilder.

I still get locked up with
everybody else,

and I'm good on that.

You got a counter-offer?

Flores has been gathering
all sorts of shit

to incriminate your parents.

It's his insurance,
and he's gonna use it.

But I'll give you all of it.

Just stick to bagging
your parents

and leave me and my team
out of it.

Livvie:
Now I see why
you didn't want me here.

Livvie, this is for you and
Tamar and for Darius.

-We got a deal or what?
-Livvie: No way.

-Deal.
-Alex!

It was a pleasure
doing business with you.

You... not so much.

I'll let myself out.

Livvie:
AWOL can't go free.
He's part of the problem.

He literally shot at us.

What happened to no more
secrets between us?

You're not seeing
the bigger picture.

Oh, I see it. You're so obsessed
with avenging Darius's murder

you're gonna end up
dead yourself.

He wouldn't be dead
had he not trusted my parents!

And I trusted you!

And you played me
and your friends.

I guess the apple doesn't fall
far from the tree.

Your parents would be proud.

Get the hell out.

-Livvie, you don't underst--
-Get the hell out!

Livvie:
Sorry to say this, but I know
you guys rely on each other,

and I think it's important
for you to know the truth.

I'm telling you, he sold us out.
He made a deal with AWOL.

(continues, indistinct)

-Chase: You gotta be kidding.
-Livvie: And that's not even
half of it.

ALEX: Livvie.

What are you doing here?

Letting everyone know
that you're a liar,

who went behind our backs
and made a deal with AWOL,

all because you hate
your parents.

You ratted me out?

-You're putting all
of us in danger.
-Karolina: How could you, Alex?

-Nico: What were you thinking?
-Chase: He wasn't.

Alex:
Or I'm thinking
so many moves ahead

that you can't even keep up.

I'm meeting with AWOL today,

and he's giving me everything
we need to ruin PRIDE.

Then we take it to a guy he
knows at City Hall,

someone that Flores
can't get to.

"A guy he knows"? Do you know
how IDTV that sounds?

-How could you be this gullible?
-What other choice do we have?!

We have to find a way
to get over PRIDE's head!

So you're gonna let that
asshole AWOL

and his entire squad
of assholes go free?

Look...

my strategy has never changed.

OK? I said I'm taking down
PRIDE, so I'm taking down PRIDE.

- You're taking down PRIDE?
-Who are you right now?

There's no "I" in team, Alex.

Coach Alphona told me that one.

You made a deal
with a criminal, Alex.

Which is exactly what--
what happened to--

what happened to our parents,
which is--which is--

which is bad, is the point
that I'm trying to make.

-My tongue feels weird.
-Great job, Wilder.

She's already
under enough stress

with what's going on
with Old Lace.

What's going on with Old Lace?

Nico:
She's sleeping finally,
but she's been freaking out.

And you'd know if you
were thinking of anyone else
other than yourself.

I never thought I'd say this
to you of all people,

but be smart.

You're still
a TARDIS-loving dork

who can't see
without his glasses.

-You're not some gangsta.
-Alex: What about what
you've done, huh?!

Stole a car.
We robbed our school.

Some of you have done
a lot worse than that.

You know what? You're all
a bunch of hypocrites.

AWOL:
Flores had a file on PRIDE.

He kept everything.

Crime scene photos,

all the information on Darius,

Destiny Gonzalez,
and Graciela Aguirre.

-Son of a bitch.
-AWOL: He's got it all there,
and more,

all of PRIDE's sins
and misdeeds,

and he's gonna use it
against you.

But I'll take care of him,
and the evidence.

Just put me on the payroll.

Where's AWOL?

Cashier:
He's in the back.

AWOL:
Then I'll bring your kids home.

Geoffrey:
Fine. Flores is out.
We'll get rid of him.

But the Strike Team
remains intact--

under a new leader.

TINA:
Are we really doing this again?

Doing what, exactly?

Geoffrey:
We're an organization
of criminals.

We always need someone
on the inside.

-And clearly,
AWOL wants the job.
-Flores: You said...

you got the kids.
Where the hell are you?

AWOL:
I'm right here.

I'll take care
of the kids later.

TINA:
We can trust you to handle this?

AWOL:
Trust is such a valuable thing.

And you have mine.

Flores:
You think this is the answer?

I didn't quite like
how you was doin' things.

So I found another thug
to take your place.

AWOL:
I mean, come on, Flores,

we both know I was never good
at taking orders.

(Flores cries out)

(Flores screaming)

(line out ringing)

-AWOL: Hello?
-Hey. Where are you?

-I've been waiting here--
- Change of plans, Alex.

But we're gonna talk real soon.

I promise.

(click)

Woman:
Karolina.

Hello?

Karolina. I've been
searching for you.

Hello? Who is it?

Hey.
Everything OK?

I thought I heard something.

Were you trying to call for me?

Uh, n-no. I-- I wasn't aware
that we were doing that.

Doing what?

Talking.

Seems like we are now.

Yeah, and it--i t-it's... it's--

it's going great.
(awkward chuckle)

I don't want
to fight anymore, Nico.

Well, fighting requires talking.

Well, I'm sorry to bother you,
I just thought I heard...

something.

A voice. But maybe it's just
been a long couple of days.

Tell me about it.

I'd like to.

Maybe things will make more
sense after a good night's rest.

All right then.

Well... good night.

And to you.

Ahh!

(gasps)
Ohh, it's way too hot.

And it's so cold.

Ahh! This is not good.

So not good.

Ohh.

(coughs)

Chase:
Old Lace, calm down.

-Just breathe, just breathe.
-(Old Lace wheezing)

Molly:
She still looks terrible.
I'm worried.

(wheezing)

It's gonna be OK.

All right? Just sweat it out.

That's right, it just means
you're getting better.

-(Old Lace gurgling)
-Hey, Gert.

Think she's getting better.

How is she feeling better
when I feel like I'm dying?

Don't say things like that.

Calm down.
Calm down, girl.

Maybe we should go to your room.

If that's what you want.

This is the part
where you correct

my patriarchal and archaic way

-of speaking for you.
-No, uh...

I-- I just need to sit.

(Old Lace wheezes)

Chase:
Gert!

Nico:
Gert, just breathe, OK?
We need you to breathe.

-I don't get it. It's like
they're both sick, or...

(wheezing)

...dying.

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up.

(tires screeching)

Thought we were supposed
to be waiting on Flores.

-I'm in charge now.
-Says who?

Says PRIDE.

First order of business,
find those damn kids.

We tried everything.
We have no leads.

Don't trip.
I got a lead right inside.

(Livvie yells)

Tamar!

-(banging on door)
-Livvie, what's going on?!

Ain't no point in running!
She comin' with me.

-We're supposed to be
on the same side!
-I changed my mind.

-(Livvie yelling)
-We had a deal!

Where are you taking me?!

Livvie! Livvie!!!

(music playing)

(pencil scratching)