All language subtitles for 66ysgasa

If I had to tell myself
how I got here...

...just like every story,
it started with a girl.

Order up!

Anyone
who's walked in darkness

knows there's no point
in making promises.

Thank you.

You've been here a while.

You want me to Irish this up
a bit for you?

No, thank you. I don't drink.

Life is too full of uncertainty.

Only a fool makes promises

and actually believes
he can keep them.

Esther, where have you been?

I've been looking for you.

Esther, if you're in trouble,
you need to tell me.

It's my job.
We can make you safe.

It's my son, Jayden.

I don't want this life for him.

I am doing this for him.

They're meeting tomorrow.
This location.

From what I understand,

he comes in with the fish

and they take it
to this warehouse.

No matter what happens,

just promise me
Jayden will be safe.

If something happens to me,
you'll be watching over him.

-Nothing will happen to you.
-Promise me.

I promise.

You're the best, Russ.

Life has a plan
for all of us,

even if we don't agree.

Thunder.

The lightning follows
closely after.

The heavens weep like a wind.

The information
Esther gave us was good.

Little did we know,
Esther wasn't safe.

Officer Yates and I
went to investigate the scene.

We were walking into an ambush.

Pick up.

Pick up.

Sadly, another tragic event
has rocked the local community

as the search for Su Min Kim,

known to her friends
as Esther Martin,

who was reported missing
by her 13-year-old son,

has come to an end
with the discovery

of Esther Martin's body
earlier this morning.

The problem
with a promise is...

you can have every intention
of keeping it.

But on your way,
a truck runs a red light

and leaves you dead
on the sidewalk.

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

I'll get him.

I'll get ready.

You've reached
the voicemail box

of Jayden Martin.

Ah, Jayden. Little shit.

-Yeah?
-Jayden?

What?

What do you need?

I just talked to your grandpa

and he said to pick you up
from football practice.

Something came up.

Is that Claire?

-Hey, buddy.
-Hey, Claire.

Yeah,
and the deal was...

...you were supposed
to go straight

to the shop after school.

Look, I'm on my way, okay?

Just send me your location
and stay put.

If you do, I won't tell
Mr. Kim about the vape.

-Deal?
-Deal.

Good.

Oh! Did I get you in trouble?

Be gone before I come back.

-I don't do sleepovers.
-I don't do sleepovers.

Tell Jayden thanks for this.

-Yeah.
-So he messed up a little bit.

Don't forget to lock up
after Gus' treatment.

Russell, am I only here
'cause I'm your cat's vet?

I mean, If it weren't for Gus,
would you even have me over?

I know you've never let
Jayden come by.

I don't like people in my space.

And don't forget,
Gus has a camera on his collar.

Bye.

Gus.

Come here.

You won't tell on me,
will you, Gus?

Yeah.

You like me more
than that grumpy Russell Hatch,

don't you, Gus? Yeah.

Extended-stay motels,

the type of place a person lives
if they fell on hard times

or gave up on life.

I'm somewhere in between.

L.A. is a city of lost people,

all in a hurry to go nowhere.

Everyone comes here
to find themselves.

But if they came here
just like me,

they are already lost.

Hey, kid! In the car.

Holy shit!
My, uh-- my driver's here.

What the fuck is this?

What?

You're skipping school
and your grades are going down.

-I was just with a friend.
-You know what?

You need to make
better friends, okay?

Why do you care?

You're just my driver, okay?

Don't worry, I won't off myself
like my mom.

Jayden, it was not easy for you.

I get it.

But all she wanted for you was
for you to have your own life.

So, you're gonna tell me then?

-Come on, don't start this.
-Nah. Go on.

Tell me. I mean,
that's why you're here, right?

-Witness protection, no?
-Jayden, not today. Not again.

Yeah. Didn't think so.

Hey! If I'm just your driver,

next time,
sit in the back, okay?

Great kid, Esther. Great kid.

Mr. Kim?

Hello?

-He's in the back.
-Okay. Sorry to disturb you.

Looks like you're working hard.

Go fuck yourself. I work hard.
You're an alcoholic.

It's been crazy around here.

Yeah, motherfuckers rob
anybody these days.

That's why I keep cameras
in my place.

Which...
...reminds me, by the way.

Ah, Claire.

Last time I saw this guy,

he didn't have a scar
on his left eye.

But that was many years ago.

Scars are life's tattoo
of our mistakes.

The neighborhood
is getting rough.

Oh, Russell, just a minute.

-Mr. Kim.
-Hi, Russell.

I didn't know you were coming.

-Is everything okay?
-Yeah. Yes, of course.

He's my son. Thick and short.
Real pain in the ass.

-Jayden is home.
-Thank you.

Who else will watch that boy?

My family,
they never liked his father.

Shame. They can never forgive
my Su Min.

Oh, Esther to you, I suppose.
You're a real friend, Mr. Hatch.

Not many like you left
these days.

-I appreciate it. Thank you.
-Why don't you take off?

Make sure you get
this box of donations

over to the church
before they lock up.

Bo can help me
clean up my son's mess.

Okay, Mr. Kim.

L.A., K-Town.
Night, cold and dark.

The Santa Ana winds
are picking up,

spreading through the city
like a plague.

I can hear the whistle
of the wind

as I press the bottle of whiskey
to my head and pull the trigger.

Another night where you can
lose yourself at any moment.

And if you're not careful
when you're lost,

you don't know
how you'll be found.

You want another?

Yeah.
Just leave the bottle, please.

Rough night tonight?

-The bottle, please.
-All right.

You're a hard man
to track down.

Yeah. And I plan
to keep it that way.

You are one stubborn
motherfucker, you know that?

It seems you're still here.

And we both fucking know
you should be in Europe.

I think
you should do me a little favor.

-I'm not in the favor business.
-Come on, man.

It's also against protocol
to fuck an informant.

But I ain't make
a peep about that.

Don't talk about that shit
like that.

Look. All right.
My bad, all right?

We need you.

All right? I wouldn't even
be here asking you this

if I didn't.

Fuck off.

Look, man.
Just hear me out, all right?

Remember that shit, Flakka?

That fucked-up bath salt hybrid
that we got rid of in 2015?

-The zombie drugs?
-Yeah.

That eat-your-face-off drug.

I mean, we thought
we saw the last of it

until it popped up here
last year.

Like I said,

it's none of my business
anymore.

I'm out of it.

Yeah. Last time,
things went badly.

But we still don't know who's
in charge of the Korean mob.

Or who put the hit out
on Esther.

Don't you want justice...

for her?

Goodnight, Yates.

Come on. If you know something,
tell me, Hatch.

-Fuck off.
-All right, all right.

I guess I'll just
find Esther's killer

all by myself, huh?

-Fuck off, Yates.
-I don't have to.

You know you'll be back.

You can't stay away.
It's who you are.

It's in your nature.
It's who you are!

Esther,
the walls are closing in.

They've been keeping tabs on me.

I knew it was
only a matter of time

before they tried to
pull me back in.

Suka!

-What the fuck?
-Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

-That's my car!
-Hey, man, we were just...

we were just leaving.

-Von, suka!
-Let's go!

Go where? Run home, huh?

Fucking women.

You know who I am?

You know this symbol? Huh?

The Brigada Boys.
Parni Brigada, huh? Suka.

Fuck.

Shit!

Get out!

Yes, sir!

Crazy bastard...

He keeps that Interpol fuck around

like a goddamned lap-dog!

He might as well invite the
head of the D.E.A. to dinner

He's out of his mind.

Too damn old.

He spends time
with that kid, too.

Just fucking around.

Shut up, you stupid fuck!

That's my nephew.

But you have to get rid of Hatch
and your father.

This place is crawling
with Russians.

If we give any more ground,
we might as well

call this part of town
Little Moscow.

And your father is too chicken-shit
to do anything about it.

My father's become a weak man.

He still thinks
things are like before.

Before Miami.
And that we can all get along.

He still doesn't wanna believe
Su Min's fuck up

had anything to do
with this mess.

Old bastard needs a wake-up call!

You were supposed to
be there for the kid.

Not me.

What the fuck?

One second!

Hey, man, what's up?

What's going on, man?

Listen,
I hate to be that guy,

but I've got a fucking
massive headache. All right?

And your music is really
too fucking loud.

I'm... I'm really sorry, man.

I didn't even know you were
at home, brother. My bad.

-Yeah.
-Yo, who's there?

Yo, is that the pizza?

Fuck! That guy looks like a cop.

A fucking cop.
Hide the fucking weed.

Could you turn it down?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure. Hey,
can you guys cut that shit out?

Please turn it off.

I... I don't know
what you're up to tomorrow,

but, um, I got some Plush--
uh, dank Plush Berry.

You know, we got some nice
ladies I met at Bible study.

Do you wanna come in?

-Just keep it quiet.
-All right.

But, hey, if you need anything
for those headaches,

I could get you something.
I'm your guy. I'm just saying.

All right, much love, man.
Have a good night. Yeah.

You can come out now.

He's not a cop.
Rack 'em up, please.

Seriously? Whoa!

Sorry!

Motherfucker.

Can you believe
that they posted that?

Oh.

I mean, she should
put on some clothes.

Ugh! I'll be right back.

You know, you can't smoke here.
School property and all.

-Smoke.
-Oh, sorry.

Who are you here for?

Jayden. Jayden Kim.

Jayden.

I always thought
his dad was, um...

Dead.

Asian.

Uh, his mother was, uh, Korean.

Mm-hmm.

But I'm not his father.
I'm his guardian.

His guardian?

I'm Vivian.

Russell Hatch.

It's nice to see you here.

I mean, you know, for Jayden.

It's nice to see
somebody show up for him.

It's my job.

All right, I'm ready. Let's go.

-Hey, Jayden.
-Hi.

-All right. Bye, Russell Hatch.
-Bye. Yep.

Bye, Jayden.

I hate to do this,
but the kid may know something.

You know, I was thinking,

your uncle got a scar
on his face near his eye.

Dae Hyun?

Seems like your grandpa and he
don't get along very well.

It's just family shit.

I stay out of it.
He's my mom's brother anyway.

And where's the rest
of your family?

I don't know.

Miami, back in Korea,
I don't give a shit.

I mean, none of them
gave a single flying fuck

to go to my mom's funeral.
So, I don't really care.

Okay.

Hey, Jayden.

You don't have to sit
in the back next time.

Well, you told me to.

Yeah.

What's up, little bro?

Let's go.

Ah, Mr. Hatch.
Good, good, you are here.

I have another box of donations

for you to take
down to the church.

-Would you mind?
-No problem.

Thank you.
You've been such a help

since my back is not
in the best shape.

-Oh. Okay.
-Thank you.

I'm gonna close up!

Good evening, my friend.

We are closed. Please leave.

Shut the fuck up, old man.
Give cash.

Oh, please.
We have no money.

You know exactly
why we are here.

-I don't know why--
-Lazar sends his regards.

You need to start paying.

Hey! Pick those up.

Sorry, my bad.

Perhaps I did not make
myself clear to you.

Hey, take it easy. Calm down.

You want us to calm down
and take the bills, huh?

-No, no, no, no.
-Fuck you!

Whoa!

Got to play stupid
to be smart.

Back the fuck out, old man.

Wait for my chance.

I just want a lighter.

Russell, they'll be
leaving soon.

-Shut the fuck up!
-I said, back the fuck up!

-Fuck!
-Drop it.

Svoloch.

I need you
to do something for me.

I need you to prove
you're not weak

like your druggie mother.

It's simple.

Just go around the corner,
grab some stuff.

I'll be right here.

I... I don't know
who lives there.

What if there's someone inside
and I get caught?

You don't got anything
to worry about.

'Cause you got me. Be strong.

Don't be scared.

Trust me.

You're my family, okay?

I'm gonna teach you
what that's all about.

Hurry up and go.

Yes, yes, officer.
Thank you very much.

The ambulance is on its way.
Thank you, Russell.

Where was Bo?

Oh. His car was broken into
the other night.

He had to go to the shop
to get the window fixed.

They knew Bo wasn't here.
They broke into his car.

It was a setup.

I'll stick around
and give a statement.

Oh, no, Mr. Hatch.

It would just be
more trouble for you.

Not necessary.

You sure?

Please, this is Koreatown.

The police will take
their sweet time.

No one cares what happens
in this part of town.

You know that already.

Okay. Be careful.

-You traitor!
-Fuck you, old man.

Where there is smoke,

there is fire.

I'll go around back.
You look for Viktor.

Something is off.

This guy's speaking Russian
and got here too quick.

He must be
on somebody's payroll.

Need to keep this quiet.

Don't want to alert
their friends.

-Is this the place?
-Da.

Viktor and Anton told us
to meet here if things go wrong.

-Hey, guys. I lost my...
-Sorry, sir.

You can't come back here.
It's a prohibited--

A couple of painkillers
and a stiff drink,

and they'll be fine
in the morning.

It's not what it looks like.

Get him!

Kill that son of a bitch!

Go fight!

You stupid shit!

Go.

Enough.

Hey.

You just knocked out some cops
behind my father's store.

Let's go somewhere
and talk about this. Huh?

Okay.

What's up, my man? Can I get
two asada tacos, some nachos,

and throw me
a quesadilla in there.

Thank you.

I want a burrito,
fully loaded. But...

I guess I'm just the black sheep
of the family.

But my father knows
what I'm good at.

That's why I got a call.

You think you know my family?

You think you're
a part of my family?

Just 'cause my whore sister

let some oegugin kid
stick it in her?

You really don't know
shit about shit, do you?

We were never working
with Lazar.

Lazar is in L.A.

You're fucking kidding--

Yeah! And he's expanding.
Restaurants, bars, cafés.

Even the cops you ran into.

Anyone who refuses to sell,
disappears.

So, the Russian mafia
sends two kids

to scare your father
out of business?

They've been on his neck
for months.

Lazar was trying to
convince him to cut a deal.

Leave with his life.

We've had that business
for years.

Grew up in that store.

Doing my homework out back.

These guys don't
show up guns blazing

to push over an old man selling
bubblegum and cigarettes.

It's more than just that store.

My family operates
all the best parts of this city.

And for years, nobody noticed.

Now, property value
has been going up

an average of seven percent
each month since last year,

31 percent since April.

Why?

'Cause we turned
this shit around.

Made this shit nice.

My family spent decades building
this place into what it is.

So you really think
we're just gonna roll over

and sell to a bunch
of Russian fucks?

-Fuck, no.
-Fuck, no. That's right.

I need to know everything
about their businesses.

Who they are, where they are.

And I can make
our little problem disappear.

Little problem? Crazy bastard.

First...

you should check out
his nightclubs and warehouses.

If we could have rolled on him,
we would have.

Lazar can't be touched.

What are you gonna do?

Don't worry about it.

Can I have my gun back?

You're just gonna let him go?
You should fucking kill him.

He's not entirely useless.

He'll bring us closer to Lazar.
Then we'll kill him.

And if he takes out
a few Russians along the way...

even better.

The way I see it,

all of us are in
this sinking ship together.

And we're all going to reach
shore much faster

if we help each other battle.

I made a promise
to keep the kid safe.

These idiots are going to
get him killed

if I don't step in.

Be it a pebble or a stone,

in water, they sink the same.

Oh, fucking kid, Jayden.

My reflection is a whisper
of who I was,

a distant memory,
an echo in the wind.

And yet,
I can't escape my nature.

Anytime you shake a tree,

you never know
what will fall loose.

Hello, old friend,
we meet again.

Fuck you,
you stupid son of a bitch.

Oh, fuckface.

Fuck. Fuck me.
Oh, shit. One second!

Ah, okay.

Fuck. Uh, coming!

Shit.

Coming.

Game over.

Oh, hey, Russ,
what's going on, man?

Yeah. Come on in.
Come on in. Come on in.

Uh, everything all right, man?

-Yeah.
-You good?

Oh, shit. Okay.
Uh, what's up, man?

Do... do you need that out?

Do you wanna
put that away, man, or...

No? Okay, okay. That's fine.

-You've been here all day?
-Yes, I think so.

Oh, you think?

No! I mean, look. I don't--
I went to get some food.

That fucking taco truck, man.

They've got the good shawarma--
the tacos.

Uh. I can get you some.
They're good. Good salsa.

You didn't hear
anything strange?

I mean,
what do you mean "strange"?

Like, sex...
sexy kind of strange or...

Like my whole place
getting trashed kind of strange.

Oh, shit.

Right, right, right. "Oh, shit."

I mean, yeah. I heard
a few things crashing around,

-but I figured it was just you.
-Okay.

Give me a drink.

-I need a drink.
-Sure.

-Wine cooler?
-Nah.

Uh, I got some Tokki Soju or...

-Yeah.
-Okay.

Here you go, man. Help yourself.

You know...

Mm, mm, mm.

You know, I was thinking
about the other night

when you were offering
something for my head.

Oh, right, yeah.
The headaches, the music.

"Hey, can you turn
that fucking down?"

Yeah, I got you.
I got you. Um...

I have
pretty much everything.

Um, whatever I don't have,
I can place an order for.

Yeah.

That. I need more of that.

Huh. Okay, yeah.

I mean, I didn't peg you
for a gravel kind of guy, but...

-Gravel?
-Yeah, you know, gravel.

Um, bliss, purple funk,
machine gun, smelly, Flakka?

Flakka. Flakka, can you get it?

Yeah, probably. It's super cheap

and pretty easy to come by
these days.

What if I said I wanted a lot?
Where would I get it?

Okay, look, Russ.
I like you a lot.

Uh, that's really not my thing.

You see, when you meet up
with these guys,

it tends to open up
a whole can of worms,

you know what I mean?

I like you, Chris.
But... let's be honest.

I don't like you enough
not to tell my friend

at the DEA you're selling drugs.

So, do me a big favor.

-That's what I thought.
-Yeah.

Are you sure this is the place?

Look. Honestly, Russ,
I don't know.

I was told to come here.
So, here we are.

I wasn't really gonna
argue semantics

with mid-level drug dealers.

Well, I thought
you knew these guys.

No. I mean, look,
we talk online,

but I don't even really do
my own pickups in person.

I got a drone for that.

What kind of amateur
do you think I am?

This old fuck again.

Hey, buddy,
get in the car.

Now!

He's dead.

Yeah.

Fuck!

Fuck.

What the fu--

Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh, shit.

Woah, woah, watch out!

-That was fucking awesome.
-Just drive.

Oh, shit, I lost my plug.

Drive. Let's go.

Damn! This place got fucked up.

Yeah, and now
it's going to be un-fucked.

Right?

You did this?

You think it's funny, Chris?

-No.
-Out, please.

Yes, sir.
Sorry, my bad. I'll go.

You want to act like
a little kid?

Throw a tantrum?

Sit!

Come on, sit!

Explain.

I'm sorry. Okay?

I... I didn't know
it was your place.

They didn't tell me
whose place it was,

and, you know,
I've never been here, so...

It doesn't matter
if it's my place or not.

You're damn lucky it was.

Jayden, do you know
where you would be

if I wasn't here to protect you?

-Jail?
-Dead.

You would be dead like
your father and your mother.

Jesus.

It was a mistake. Okay?

It won't happen again.
I promise.

Who sent you?

I know already.

So, you want to be like them.

Drugs, money.
It's cool, right? Okay.

No.

Your mom and I went through hell
to get out of there safely.

Out of the family business.

What your mother did
was the right thing to do.

She knew the risk.

And she did it for you, bro.

So, tell me then.

What did she do?

Because, quite frankly, no one
wants to talk to me about it.

So, all I can believe
is that she killed herself

because there was nothing
worth staying here for.

I wasn't enough!

And then you show up.

And then my whole life
goes to shit.

You want to know what happened?

You want to know why I'm here?

I met your mother at
the worst possible time for her,

which was the best possible time
for me to do my job.

And I love your mother.

We got close, and she told me
how your father was killed.

How she thought
it was an inside job.

Your extended family business,
it's complicated.

And it wasn't family.

She didn't come to me for help.
Not at first.

She came to me
when their eyes turned to you.

With your father gone,

someone else would need
to take over the business.

But no one agreed on who.

Your mother wanted out.
But not just her.

She wanted to save you, too.

So she came to me,
ratted them out. Everyone.

You're the best, Russ.

She did
the worst possible thing

she could do to save you.

But it got complicated.

So, it's your fault.

It's your fault she's dead!

Listen.

I'm not the one who killed her.

I was trying to save her.

No. No one killed her!
She killed herself!

She abandoned me,
and she turned on her family.

She was no hero.
She was selfish!

She didn't kill herself.

She called me
before it happened.

She saved you.

What you saw today
was just a taste.

You barely have a family.

I'm here for you, kid.

You're not my family.

Hey.

Jayden!

This is for Anton.

Run, kid.

Get far away from here.
You don't want to see this.

They got the drop on me.
How'd they find me?

Everything gets fuzzy
for a moment.

Russ? Russ?

Okay.

-Thank God you're alive.
-Okay, stay with me.

Stay with me. Okay. Come on.

Oh, shit!

-What's up?
-Come here, come here.

Holy shit! Hey. Hey.
Hey, man. Hey, man.

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

I just got here.
Let's get him up.

Okay. One, two...

-Fuck!
-Let me call an ambulance.

No. Probably, he wouldn't want
the cops involved.

Wake up.

They did their best
to patch me up.

But all of it is wasting time.

Jayden. I need to get to Jayden.

I'm sorry, Esther.

Hey.

Hey.

Oh, my God.

Hi.

I thought we said
no sleepovers.

Thank you for staying with me.

Russ, what happened?

I know it's hard for you
to open up, but...

you can talk to me.

I... I care about you.

I know.

Um...

your phone,
it was ringing and ringing.

I answered.
I hope you don't mind.

And?

Mr. Kim.

He said Jayden
didn't come home last night.

Oh. Oh, Jesus.

Not so fast, Mr. Hatch.

Two broken ribs,
mild concussion,

multiple contusions.

And now, your friend here says
that you were mugged.

So, were you mugged, Mr. Hatch?

Yes, yes. That's about right.

Yeah.

Well, with injuries like yours,
we have to file a report.

So, if you'll just take a minute
to talk to an Officer Yates.

I... I don't have time for this.

I'm telling you, Jayden left
a few seconds before me.

And the Russian from the shop

must have followed me
to get even.

Why would they take Jayden?

What does he have to do
with all of this?

Wait, wait, wait. So, there was
two Russian brigade boys

at the shop?
We only found the one.

What do you mean, "one"?

-Body. We only found one body.
-Oh, fuck.

What are you
not telling me, Hatch?

Yates, you're gonna tell me
everything about the Russians,

because last time you told me

that the agency would
handle everything,

-that's when Esther died.
-That was not my fault.

-Hatch!
-Wait. Who's Esther?

Jayden's mother.
Hatch, wait!

The thing about life
is we can't escape our fate,

no matter what path we may walk.

I have spent my life trying
to walk in the path of light,

only to be swallowed
by the darkness.

I have seen the darkness of man.

I must now become it.

It's time, Hatch.

It's time to keep that promise
you made to Esther.

It's time to show
you're not just an alcoholic.

One last march, old man.

You planted the root.

You're fucking short.

Ah, look at your face.

You make Lazar happy.

Now, go make me more money.

How I ask,
"Natasha, coffee with me?"

Da.

Watch it.

Fuck!

Stop the car!

Stop the car!

Who the fuck
are you, huh?

Who the fuck are you?

Who are you?
What the fuck do you want?

Russell Hatch.

You are a dead man,
Russell Hatch.

Where is the kid?

What kid?

The kid you took from my place.

Remember now?

My men will be here in minutes,
and they will skin you alive.

Let's make it quick then.

I remember you.

You're Mr. Kim's man, huh?
You took out Anton.

Koreans tried to make a deal.
Cut us out.

Quit stalling.

You think Lazar gives a shit
about that old man?

If we wanted Mr. Kim dead,

he'd be bleeding in the ground.

Now, Kim, he's...
he's good for business.

Knows his place.

Not like Dae Hyun,
that slint cunt.

One last chance.
Where's the kid?

I don't know this kid!
I sent men to fuck with you.

No take kid.

What is your grudge,
Russell Hatch?

-Hm?
-Five dead in Miami.

Three of them were my friends.

Now, you're gonna die anyway.

Revenge.

Da.

This, I respect.

Alexei down.
Now for Lazar.

I have to blend in
to get the big man,

catch him on the move.

Jayden, I'm coming to save you.

I won.

Last one.

Something to celebrate?

Spasibo, Natasha.

Boss, car is here.

Go collect my money.

Mm-hmm.

No word on who killed Alexi.

Anyone else?

Nyet.

Pass by the market.

Maybe the Koreans know something.

Though I doubt they would have the balls

to do it themselves.

Markov, did you see the game?

And that last shot!

Who the fuck--

Don't move.

Keep on driving.

So, it must have been you
that killed Alexei.

Smart to wait until
we are on the move.

Who are you working with?

I work for myself.

Hmm.

A true vigilante.

And I assume
you're here to kill me.

You can.

You can be a hero
for a short time.

But you will never sleep soundly
in this city again.

You're right.

When it starts,
it will never end.

But here you are.

You made it personal.

This is unfortunate.

I don't even know your name.

Tell me where the kid is
and I will let you live.

If you had told me
where Jayden was,

you could have lived tonight.

You're asking the wrong man.

Why do you think we took him?

What good could it do?

They're using you,
you know that?

They're selling drugs.

You have been working for
the leader of the Korean mob.

And you...

and you're too fucking stupid
to know it.

We still don't know

who's in charge
of the Korean mob.

I will drop this to Pastor Jim.

I greatly appreciate
all your help

with the donation
deliveries lately.

You're a real friend, Mr. Hatch.

Not many like you left
these days.

When a child is born,

life decides
how many days he will live

and how many times
he will sleep.

It won't be long now.

This could be
the last sleep.

Esther, I'll see you soon now.

Hey, hey, hey.

You're okay.

You were banged up
pretty good this time.

I was able to
patch you up, though.

Stitched up your shoulder,

popped your nose
back into place.

-And I got you on some ketamine.
-Mm.

I guess being a vet
does have some perks.

Oh.

Don't touch that.
It's still healing.

Russell, I need you
to be honest with me.

I need you to tell me
what is going on here.

Oh, it's better I don't.

Better for who?

Any woman...

who gets close to me.

I work with wounded animals
for a living.

And I learned a lot
by looking in their eyes.

Behind your eyes, Russ,
inside that hardened heart...

is a scared, sad teddy bear,
afraid to let me in.

I know.

But at some point...

...you're gonna need to
make a choice.

Face your fear.

Open your heart.

Let that scared,
sad teddy bear out.

Let me cuddle him.

Before it's too late.

I'm trying, Claire.
I'm really trying.

Well, damn!
Sleepyhead's finally awake!

You look fucked up, my brother.

I'd take it easy
unless you, you know,

wanna head back
to the ER, but...

...I'm glad you're up.
I haven't slept much this week.

Oh, no. How long was I out?

-Uh, a few days.
-Oh, no, shit.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

What do you think you're doing?

I need to get out
to the market.

I'm surprised that Mr. Kim

didn't show up
by himself to kill me.

-You... you can barely walk.
-I'm okay.

The longer it takes
to find Jayden,

the more it's likely
he would be dead.

And then...

...I would have
no reason to live.

I mean, don't you think

it'll raise
some red flags maybe,

you showing up
looking like this?

Anything happened
when I was out?

Well, they did find
some dead Russians.

Apparently,
someone took out a kingpin,

blew his fucking brains out

all over
some guy's front lawn, right?

Funny thing is,
it happened the same night

that you came in
looking all banged up.

Imagine that.

Yeah, imagine that.

Whoo!
Shit, that's spicy.

Come here, kid.

Get over here!

Wait a few years, yeah?

Here, have some of this instead.

Let me pour a new glass.

It's fine.

Hey. Where are the bitches at?

Go. Bring some here.

Russell Hatch!
Hey! Come in, come in!

Please.

Help me.

If you wanted a girl,

you could have just asked.

Seriously, Russell,
I should be thanking you.

I wanted my old man
to make a move.

But he didn't have the balls.

But you-- Shit!
You just went for it.

Anything to protect
Su Min's kid, huh?

Promise me.

Bravo.

Because of you,
I don't have any competition.

Things are back
to how they should be.

Jayden, get out.

You don't want to see
any more family dying.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hey, he's not going anywhere.

He wants to be here.
Isn't that right?

Jayden, I made a promise
to your mother...

to protect you
for the rest of my life.

Son of a bitch.

You believe this guy?

Come here.

Listen closely.

This mother fucker...

literally fucked your mother.

Did you know that.

But he's not your father.

He's just an old, washed-up,

drunk, pathetic bastard.

I'll tell you what.

Here.

I'll prove he doesn't need you.
That you're nothing to him.

Jayden.

-Don't do this.
-Go on.

Show him what
real family loyalty looks like.

Go on!

That's rich,
coming from the person

who killed Jayden's father.

Fuck you!
What the fuck do you know?

Don't listen to his bullshit.
Go on! Shoot him!

Jayden...

...I want what's best for you.

Don't listen to his bullshit!
Go on! Shoot him!

Shoot him!

-Jayden.
-Shoot him!

Buddy, don't.

Fucker. You little shit.

No, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I should have listened.
It's all my fault.

Go.

Go, go.

Go home. Go home.

I just wanna go home
with you. I don't...

Kid. Kid.

Go see Claire.

No! I'm...
I'm not gonna leave you alone.

Go... go to Claire.

-Okay. Okay, I'm so sorry.
-I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Jayden.

Esther, I did it.

He's safe.

A promise made
is a promise kept.

I can sleep.

Claire...

keep him safe.

I hope you love
your new home, Gus.

Some people
don't deserve second chances.

I know I never did.

But for some reason,
life gave me one anyway.

It's a lot to live up to.

One step at a time, Hatch.
It's a new day.

Thank you.

So, um,
where are you two heading?

As soon as I know,
I will let you know.

Call me when you get settled.

I always wanted an excuse
to get out of this city.

You know, if you're not in jail
for all the shit you did.

Russell Hatch died and, uh,
Mark Hale has a new slate.

Don't forget about me, Mr. Hale.

Call me.

Definitely.

I never thought
I'd need a gun here.

Let's hope that's still true.

Russell, I'm surprised
to see you on your feet.

I spoke with your girlfriend...

while you wound up
in the hospital.

It's funny the, uh,
Russian boy didn't make it.

Strange for someone
so young and healthy

to die from such a small wound.

Russell, we've been friends
for what?

Going on two years now?

It might be better to end things
here. Go separate ways.

What about Jayden?

Of course,
I will take care of my family.

Like you took care of Su Min?

Like you took care
of my son, Dae Hyun?

What my daughter did,
she did to herself.

She deserved to die.

So, you knew where Jayden was
this whole time?

Kids, you know how they are.

They get mad, they run off.
Do something stupid.

That's why they need
the right guidance

to make right decisions.

After my son
Dae Hyun's failures,

Jayden has new guidance. Me.

He won't be needing you anymore.

But he does care about you.

So, I think it would
be better for everyone

if we just ended things
here peacefully.

Okay, you're right.
Have a good day, Mr. Kim.

You, too, Mr. Hatch.

And, uh, by the way,

those boxes for the church,
what was inside?

I think you already know,
Russell. Flakka.

Yeah, have a good day.

We are being watched.
They know who I am.

I made a deal with Yates.

Time to get out of here.
Start something new.

Last loose end tied up neatly
with a little bow.

The old man will be
in prison soon.

They're tracking the package,
it's on its way.

The feds just need to follow it.

I can't believe he's been
under your nose the whole time.

And none of us saw it.

Well...

The old man running
the whole operation.

Hey, thanks for buying me time.

Thank you for this.

-Just one question.
-Hm.

Why didn't you do it?

Why didn't you kill him, too?

What would Jayden think
of me if I did?

So, where are you gonna go?

-It's better if you don't know.
-Huh.

Hey. Goodbye, old friend.

Hey. Twenty on the pump
and some cigarettes.

Yes, sir. Not a problem.

Write me up.

There you go.

-Cool car.
-Thanks.

-Jayden.
-Bethany.

Yeah. Y'all going
on a road trip or something?

Something like that, yeah.

Oh, man! Sounds nice, man.
Sounds real nice!

Let me get you your change.

Hey, if I'm back in town,
let me get your number.

Okay.

You know what? Keep the change.

-I can keep this?
-Sure.

-You're a cool guy, man.
-I really appreciate that.

RUSSELL
See you.

See you, man.

Well, next time you're
in town, we can take a ride.

-Of course.
-Bye.

Bye.

-Jayden.
-Yeah.

You drive.

Hey.

Do you think they're gonna come
looking for us?

Eh, don't worry about that.
It's my problem.

Let's go.

I'll never be done
walking in the darkness,

but at least I know

there's a light
at the end of the tunnel,

and I'm not alone.

One rocky road for the kid.

You sure
I can't get you anything?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Oh. Hey, guys.

Sorry I'm late. I was giving
a cat fluids a few blocks away.

-Ça va?
-Ça va.

-Hey, Jayden.
-Hey, Claire.

Oh! It's so nice
to see you.

Russ, you, uh,
getting anything?

No, didn't feel like it.

Only Hatch would
invite us all for ice cream

and not get one himself.

It's so him.

Oh, you're calling me grumpy?

-What?
-No.

-Oh, no! We would never do that.
-Never.

-No.
-Uh-uh. Not at all.

Hey! I was eating that.

Mmm. Well, I...
I love rocky road.

Dude, you said
you didn't want any!

I lied.

-Hm.
-It's pretty good, right?

-Mm-hmm.
-You don't actually want this,

do you?

-We'll just share it.
-Uh...