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(♪♪♪)

Do you remember
when money was actually real?

Money's never been real.

What, they don't teach
economics at Langley now?

Look, we got one shot
to get the transfer,

we gotta get Sean out.

Let's go! Sean, how do we look?

-SEAN: We looking good.
-CARL: Come on! Move, move!

-Let's go! Lock this shit up!
-Let's move! Go, go, go!

CARL:
Come on! Hurry the fuck up!

SEAN:
Time is money. Let's go!
You okay?

CARL:
Yeah! I'm good!

REZA:
Transaction's in progress,
but I can't lock the IP.

All right, look.

We know they're flipping
crypto cash for guns, right?

So, who in the actual fuck
is performing the transfer?

These guys keep switching IPs
at every transaction.

REZA:
Oh, shit.

Someone else is out there.

CARL: (YELLING)
Go, go!

(MEN GRUNTING, CLAMORING)

(GUN SHOTS)

We've got to get him
out of there.

(GUN SHOTS)

(MEN GROANING)

Let's go, let's go! Let's go!

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

(CAR WHIRRING,
TIRES SCREECHING)

ANGELA:
Come on, stay on Sean.
We can't lose him.

REZA:
I'm trying. I'm trying.

(CAR WHIRRING)

Yo, what about the shipment?

Man, fuck the shipment.

Sun Motel up the way.
We'll finish the transfer there.

(♪♪♪)

(TYPING ON PHONE)

(PHONE BEEPS)

ANGELA:
I've got him.

SEBASTIAN:
You got him?

(PHONE RINGING)

-ANGELA: Let's go.
-SEBASTIAN: Move.

(♪♪♪)

(HELICOPTER WHRRING)

PILOT: (OVER RADIO)
Meanwhile all the units
approaching state line.

Here for area surveillance
and support. Over.

(INHALES, EXHALES)

(GUN CLICKING)

(♪♪♪)

CARL:
Wrap this shit up.

Let's get the fuck outta here.

(TYPING ON KEYBOARD)

SEAN:
Boom! Okay.

Let this thing do
what it's gonna do.

Hmm.

SEBASTIAN:
Keep your distance.

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGING)

MARCO:
He's undercover.

Get the drive,
and get the fuck out.

(♪♪♪)

Three months down
the fucking drain,

-you piece of shit.
-SEAN: Relax, Carl. Relax!

(GUN SHOT)

AGENT TAFT:
Shots fired! Shots fired!

(GUN SHOT)

-SEBASTIAN: Shots fired!
-AGENT TAFT: Take cover!

COP 1:
Oh, shoot!

SEBASTIAN:
Get down!

(GUN SHOTS)

(♪♪♪)

Contact Fred!

Go, go!

SEBASTIAN:
I need eyes on the shooter!

(HELICOPTER WHRRING)

(GUN SHOTS)

SEBASTIAN:
We need him alive!

AGENT TAFT:
He's getting away!

(GUN SHOTS)

ANGELA:
Get him! He's getting away!

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING
IN BACKGROUND)

(GUN SHOTS)

SEBASTIAN:
Drop the tires!

(GUN SHOTS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CAR WHIRRING)

Shit!

Angela, do you have eyes
on Sean?

(♪♪♪)

Jesus.

AGENT TAFT:
Clear.

Sean.

SEBASTIAN: (OVER COMMS)
Hey, Angela? Do you copy?

ANGELA:
Agent down.

(OVER COMMS)
I repeat, we have an agent
down.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING
IN DISTANCE)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(OPENS THE DOOR)

(DOOR CREAKS, SHUTS)

(CAR WHIRRING IN DISTANCE)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

(ANNOUNCER SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY ON TV)

...Thirty-one cents a barrel.

The market spend ended the day
down sharply

with the Dow Jones Industrial
loosing 360 points.

(CONTINUES SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY IN BACKGROUND)

(SIGHS)

(PEN SCRIBBLING)

(♪♪♪)

(CAR WHIRRING)

(SHUTS THE CAR DOOR)

-SEBASTIAN: Hi.
-WOMAN: Hi.

(♪♪♪)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-Happy birthday, Chrissy!
-Aw!

-I'm so sorry I'm late. Mm!
-CHRISTINA: Oh, you're okay.

(CHUCKLES)

This is for you.

Thank you so much.

We're all outside
if you'd follow me.

Okay. (GRUNTS)

Oh! (CHUCKLES)

-Lesson number 20.
-(COUGHS, CHUCKLES)

-Really? Now?
-Yeah, right now.

-(COUGHS)
-What are you gonna do?

-It's my birthday, though.
-I know. What are you gonna do?

Mm.

(GRUNTS, SIGHS)

Brilliant.

-Yeah.
-That's my girl.

Next time, I'm headbutting you
for reals.

-Okay.-Okay.

All right.

ANITA:
Are you going to help out?

I'm staying out of the way.

ANITA: (CHUCKLING)
Okay.

(ALEX CHUCKLES)

ANITA:
At least clean up.

-Hello.
-Oh, wow! Okay.

Show up anytime you want, bro.
That's cool.

-Hi, Sebastian.
-Hey. How you doin'?

-ALEX: What's up, buddy?
-SEBASTIAN: How you doing?

No. You actually showed up
just in time

because we have one
more present.

-CHRISTINA: What?
-ANITA: Right this way, honey!

-This way.
-(GIGGLES)

Okay. All right.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! Where are we?

Almost there. Almost there.

Okay. And happy birthday.

CHRISTINA:
No way! No way! Oh! Thank you.

(SQUUEALS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

That's a hell of a sweet 16.

ALEX:
Yeah, she deserves it.

It's a tax write-off.

Oh. (SCOFFS)

CHRISTINA:
God! Oh, my God!

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

-This is crazy!
-Oh, my God.

Best 16th birthday ever.

SEBASTIAN:
It's good to be here, bro.

Yeah. I mean, this is it, right?

-Hmm.
-What it's all about?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Family.

SEBASTIAN:Yeah.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

Are you good? Hmm?

Well... (SIGHS)

...dude, it's kind of a...
it's kind of a rough week, man.

-Yeah?
-Lost an agent a few days ago.

Oh. Shit. Sorry.

He was undercover.

Op went bad.

You knew him?

Yeah.

He's a good guy.

Two kids.

And those poor bastards

are gonna have to bury
their dad.

It's fucked up.

Yeah, it is.

And, uh, signed the papers.

-(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
-You did?

Yes. All right.
I mean, it's time to move on.

Yeah, I just--

I've just been staring at 'em
every single day after work.

I couldn't get myself to do it
'cause, you know,

then it's real.

-Oh!-Right?

That shit's been real
for a while now.

(CLEARS THROAT) Yeah, but...

(CLEARS THROAT)

...it hit me when this guy died
in the line of fire.

You know, if this is the way
to get Ben back, then fuck it.

You know,
let's get to the weekend visits,

the awkward birthday parties.
You know what I mean?

I mean, one door closes...

It's just--
it was time to accept it.

Hell, I fucked up, man.

Put work first.

Ah! Look.

Glad things are going well
for you, man. I really am.

-Yeah.
-Keep 'em close.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

And my enemies closer.

(CHUCKLES)

Mm. Get you another beer.

Yeah, thanks.

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGING)

MARCO: (OVER CELLPHONE)
Give me Tye. It's an emergency.

Give me a second.

Mr. Revello.

(WATER FLOWING)

(SMOOCHES)

ASSISTANT:
Mr. Revello!

What?

I'm sorry, sir. Marco called.
It's an emergency.

You gotta call him back
right now.

Tell him I'll call him back.

Yes, sir.

(FOOT FALLING)

(♪♪♪)

Marco, what the fuck
is going on?

MARCO: (OVER CELLPHONE)
Tye, man, we got a problem.

What is it?

MARCO: (OVER CELLPHONE)
The shipment got messed up.

Carl got raided by the FBI.
Deal's gone south.

Motherfucking Sean
was FBI undercover.

Goddammit! Motherfucker.

Where the fuck is Carl?

MARCO: (OVER CELLPHONE)
He's with me.

Good. Keep him there.

(♪♪♪)

REZA:
Sir, this is the only intel
we have on his identity.

ANGELA:
This was taken in Los Angeles
days ago.

The woman is cover model,
Kiara Valentine,

and we believe that to be our
John Doe.

He's buried one of our own,

and we still can't get
a clean photo of this guy?

I say we surveil the area
and just wait for movement.

Oh, is that what you say, Reza?

That we should use our resources
and taxpayer dollars to play

some Nancy-Drew-Hardy-Boys hunch
on where the bad guys are?

Is that what you think?

Sir, they have a system.

Yeah, we've seen it over
and over now, the pattern,

the transfers.

REZA:
Our ghost has deep pockets,
sir.

And they're very well connected.

Connected enough that
they can just use crypto

and cover their tracks.

What we can't track is where
the transfers end up.

Not in an account
or holding corp.

REZA:
They're using cloned IPs.

If we find out
who their specialist is,

we can get the cold wallet
in cash like that.

There's a buyer funding this
from the other end.

And that's who we need to land.
Period.

Get it done. Small team.

No Wild West shit
like at the motel.

-Copy that.
-ANGELA: Okay.

(♪♪♪)

(ENGINE STARTS, CAR WHIRRING)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

TYE:Carl!

Carl!

Marco, great to see you.

I see you've already done
half my job for me.

MARCO: Yep. No worries.
TYE: Thank you.

TYE:
Carl, Carl, Carl.

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

TYE:
You little piece of shit.

Let me ask you
a little question.

Do you like boxing?

That's a silly question.
Everybody likes boxing.

-MARCO: I love boxing.
-Everybody.

You know, Marco and I
used to run around

and toot kids up
all the time, right?

-MARCO: Sure did.
-Sure did.

And then Marco did something
real special for me.

He got me my first ever set of--
What is this?

TYE:
Brass knuckles. Look at these.

And it really changed
the game for me.

And I've been using these ever--

-CARL: I don't--
-Shut the fuck up!

I'm trynna talk. I'm just--

I'm so trying to have a moment
here with you, right?

Do you understand that?

-So, Carl...
-(GROANS)

You're probably wondering
why I'm telling you all this.

It's a very good question.
I get a call from my client.

(GROANS)

And they ask me.

They say, "Hey, hey, Tye, Tye.

Why is there a fucking rat

in the nest, Carl?"

I... I... I didn't--

(YELLING)
An FBI agent in my nest!

(YELLING)
I didn't know! I didn't know!

(WAILS)

How did you not know, huh?

How do you not know?

Now, I have to give them
reassurances.

You know what those reassurances
are, Carl?

-I can fix it.
-Your head.

-No, no.
-You're the reassurance.

I can fix--
(GULPS, CLEARS THROAT)

They need to know

that we can still play
this game.

And they wanna know...
they wanna know if we can play.

And I'm the motherfucker
they call

for a fucking knockout!
-CARL: Please! Please!

-TYE: A damn fucking knockout!
-(GROANS)

Do you understand that, Carl?

I'm sick of this shit!

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(SCREAMS)

(MARCO CHUCKLES)

Don't you ever do this shit
again.

-(CACKLES)
-TYE: Do you understand me? Huh?

Look at that.

(PANTS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
I want you to take his body

and dump him
in the fucking dirt.

And get some fucking food.

(♪♪♪)

(REZA GRUNTS SOFTLY)

REZA:
I don't know how the hell

I became the Postmate guy
around here.

Where's the coffee?

Coffee? What else do you want?

You want a shot of whiskey,
too? God!

Uh, I don't eat bacon.
Can I have, uh--

-There's one with no bacon.
-No, this isn't even toasted.

Okay, fine, fine, fine.

Put it down.

Oh! Next time, hire an octopus
who's got six hands.

They're backing up.

SEBASTIAN:
Yeah. We gotta wait
for 'em to load.

-Okay.
-Then the transfer.

That's when we make our move.
That's it.

MARCO:
What's up, boys?

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

MARCO:
Let's go.

Make sure to load up everything.

ANGELA:
There's a lot of fresh faces.

REZA:
It's gotta be him.

(♪♪♪)

MARCO:
Keep an eye out.

Make sure it's all secure.

ANGELA:
B-team on standby.

Wait. Who's the guy in the back?

SEBASTIAN:
Reza, get me closer.

REZA:
Hold on. I'm locked on the IP.

Wait.
Okay, transfer's completed.

ANGELA:
He's on the move.

-Okay, let's go.
-Let's go.

All right.

You coming this time?
You gotta step up.

I think it is.

It's not like I don't wanna mess
up my hair, buddy. I--

Come on.
That's where the action is.

ANGELA:
It stops with you two.

(♪♪♪)

Chief, we got him.

Send the team
south side of Grantville.

B-team, operation is a go.
Watch your six.

CHIEF RANDALL: (OVER COMMS)
Roger that.
B-team is in position.

(♪♪♪)

MARCO:
Gentlemen, make sure
we don't leave anything behind.

(EXPLOSION)

(GUN SHOTS)

(♪♪♪)

This is why I stay in the van.

(GUN SHOTS)

MARCO:
Go, go, go! Now!

Angie, shoot!

ANGELA:
Sebastian, don't!

(GUN SHOTS)

(♪♪♪)

(PANTING)

SEBASTIAN:
FBI, stop!

Down on the ground.
I said, get down on the ground!

Drop the case!
Put your hands on your head!

(BOTH PANTING)

(♪♪♪)

(SLURPS)

Now, why would the FBI

just let Alex go? Hmm?

You were there.

Why would they let him go?

Look.

All I know it's the same agent
from the motel.

Well, now, the FBI

has our hard drive
and our crypto wallet.

Do you have any idea
what else is on that hard drive?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Do you know who fucking pays us?

Actually, you know what?
No, I know you don't.

Because you're a fucking idiot.

MARCO:
I'ma go find this cocksucker.

And I'ma bring him back
piece by piece.

Hmm? Is that what you want?

That's exactly what I want.

It's a massive fuck-up.

Fix it.

(♪♪♪)

(SIGHS)

(♪♪♪)

To Mith Park now!

(♪♪♪)

(KISSES, SMOOCHES)

(♪♪♪)

(BREATHES HEAVILY, MOANS)

(♪♪♪)

SEBASTIAN:
Jesus fucking Christ!

I'm gonna kill you!

I'll kill you.

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS, GRUNTS)

(CHOKES, SCREAMS)

(ALEX GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

All right. All right.
All right. All right. All right.

(PANTS, GROANS)

SEBASTIAN:
How could you do this to me?

ALEX:
To you? Jesus, man.

It's always about you, isn't
it?

Who are you working for?

ALEX:
Oh, wow. That's... that's rich.

Now you give a shit
about what I do, huh?

I mean... (SCOFFS)

...I've been carrying
this family for years,

you selfish prick! Jesus!

An FBI agent is dead
because of you.

(INHALES)

No. (exhales)

No, that has nothing
to do with me.

This is what's gonna happen.

You're gonna come forward,

tell the FBI
who you're working for.

We're gonna put your family
in witness protection.

-Sorry.
-How could you be so stupid?

ALEX:
I can't do that, brother.

You can't do it?

Do you have any idea what kind
of position you put me in?

Wow. That's crazy.

Dad used to give me
that exact same look,

you know, just dripping
with disappointment

'cause he was a self-righteous
prick, just like his favorite

fucking Boy Scout. Yeah.

I do whatever
I have to for my family.

And if you still had yours,
you would understand that.

Or maybe you wouldn't.
I don't know.

I'd just arrest you right now.

Yeah, but you won't.

You know what?

You're on your own.
I'm done with you.

ALEX:
Seriously? Sebastian.

Sebastian!

(♪♪♪)

Christina!

Anita!

ANITA:
What the hell is going on?

(PANTING)

ANITA:
Why do... why do you need a gun?

I fucked up.

Man, I fucked up.
I'm in a lot of trouble.

Okay, I just... God! I'm so...

(SIGHS)

ANITA:
What's in the bag?

ALEX:
Uh, money.

Okay, please. Okay.
Just-Sorry, okay?

But you have to trust me
right now. Okay? I can't--

I don't have time to sit here
and explain everything.

I'm your fucking wife!

That's exactly
what you have to do.

Can you just tell Christina
that we have to go?

-We have to go right now!
-ANITA: Christina's not here.

She's... she's out with Megan.

Fuck! Where? Where did she go?

Uh, to the movies, she said.

Fine. All right, here.

-ALEX: It's your bag.
-What?

-ALEX: Okay?
-Why do I--

ALEX:
And this is Christina's bag.

Why do we have bags, Alex? Alex!

ALEX:
Let's go.

ANITA:
Why do we have bags, Alex?

-ANITA: Alex what have you done?
-Anita, please.

Please. I'm begging you.
Just call Christina.

Tell her we are on the way.
Okay?

Please!

ANITA:
Goddamn phone!

-She's not answering.
-ALEX: All right.

Well, we have to try, though,
right?

She never answers
her goddamn phone.

We gotta try anyways. Here.

(CAR DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS)

(ENGINE STARTS,
TIRES SCREECHING)

(CAR WHIRRING)

(♪♪♪)

...Actually going to homecoming
together.

-They are, for real?
-MEGAN: Yes!

They're terrible for each
other.

-No, they're not!
-CHRISTINA: They so are!

They're so cute together.

What are you even talking about?

Okay, they're both cute.

-But, like--
-MEGAN: Okay.

(♪♪♪)

We're here for the hard drive.

You take the front.

I'm gonna go round back.

Copy.

(♪♪♪)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(OPENS THE DOOR)

(DOOR CREAKS AND SHUTS)

(♪♪♪)

(FRANTIC SEARCHING)

(LAUGHS)

MEGAN:
See you tomorrow?

Oh, Starbucks run before class?

MEGAN:
Of course!

Double frap and Psych 101.
Whoop-de-doo.

(CHUCKLES)
Oh, of course, of course.

(MEGAN CHUCKLES)

Uh, thanks for the movie.

Love ya. Text me later.

CHRISTINA:
Okay, then.

(INDISTINCT LYRICS ON RADIO)

(SHUTS THE CAR DOOR)

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGING)

(PHONE RINGING)

(SHUTS THE DOOR)

Christina!

CHRISTINA:
Hey, Mom.

Uh, there's a car out front.

Fuck, she's home!

Where are you, guys?

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

Baby? Baby? Baby!

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(SLURPS)

(PHONE RINGING)

TYE: (OVER PHONE)
Alexander James.

Fuck.

(OVER PHONE)
Please listen. Just don't
fucking do this, man .

Your daughter's fine.

-(SOBS SOFTLY)
-Leave her out of this. Okay?

Please leave her out of this.

You didn't think I'd find out,
did you, Alex?

Find out that you set me up.

-Just please.
-ANITA: Alex.

-Stop!
-(CONTINUES SOBBING)

Okay, listen, listen.

That is... that is not...
that is not how it happened.

Okay? I just--
Let me talk to her.

You're not in control anymore,
Alex.

But I can be reasonable.

I need to hear her voice, okay?
I need to--

(SOBBING)
Please, let me hear her voice.

I need to know that she is okay.

Stop.

Are you working with the FBI?

-No, no.
-Alex.

No, I'm not!

(YELLING)
I saw you with them!

(SOBBING)
What is going on?

What's going on?

Alex, I'm gonna make this
very simple.

(TAKES A DEEP BREATH)

You have 72 hours

to bring me the hard drive.

You do that,
and your daughter lives.

Alex, you take from me

and I take from you.

Tye. Tye, please.

-I mean, come on, man.
-(SOBBING) You fucking know him?

Who the fuck is this, Alex?

(OVER PHONE)
Tye, Tye, he'll give you.

I'm going to send you
a location.

But, Alex...

if you fuck me over again,

I will personally cut
your daughter into pieces

and mail her back to you.

(SOBBING)

Fuck! Fuck, fuck!

(SOBBING)No!

What the fuck? What the fuck?

What the fuck? What the fuck?

What did you do?

-(GRUNTS)
-What the fuck did you do?

It's just...

(SLURPS)

(♪♪♪)

(SLURPS)

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGING)

(♪♪♪)

Fucking happily ever after.

ALEX:
Dad used to give me
that exact same look.

'Cause he was a self-righteous
prick,

just like his favorite
fucking Boy Scout.

(KNOCK ON THE DOOR)

(KNOCK ON THE DOOR)

(UNLOCKS THE DOOR)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(GRUNTS)

(SHUTS THE DOOR)

CHRISTINA:
Piece of shit!

(SIGHS)

(♪♪♪)

ANITA:
We have to get her back.

I mean, what are we gonna do,
Sebastian?

I mean, you work for the FBI.
They can help, right?

SEBASTIAN:
Who are you working for?

The names on this drive...

Tye Revello.

How could you do this to us?

You let them take her!

(YELLING)Fuck!

(SOBS)

I could turn myself in.

No! No, no.

You... you cannot turn
yourself in.

What... what choice do I have?

Tye Revello is a vicious

gun-smuggling criminal
with ties from cartels

to foreign delegates.

He won't just kill her.
He'll make you watch...

I know.

SEBASTIAN:
...while he tortures
you both to death.

Okay.

Bogota, Mexico City, Hong Kong.

-He's connected.
-ALEX: I know.

-He's dangerous.
-ANITA: No, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Then tell me
what you want me to do!

Where is he?

He, um--

I think he just got to town.

I mean, he moves
all the fucking time, though.

SEBASTIAN:Okay.

All right, we gotta get Anita
in a safe location.

-No, I want-- I wanna help.
-SEBASTIAN: Yeah.

Well, that's exactly
how you're gonna help.

(PHONE RINGING)

REZA: (OVER CELLPHONE)
Yes, sir.

SEBASTIAN:
Reza, I need location
on Tye Revello.

Give it to Angela. Angela only.

Clock started two hours ago.

(♪♪♪)

ANGELA:
Sebastian check in today?

Reza.

(SIGHS)

I haven't heard from him.

(PHONE RINGING IN DISTANCE)

REZA:
Life is short.
Let's get some coffee.

(PHONE RINGING IN DISTANCE)

(♪♪♪)

(SIGHS)

ALEX:
Well, at least
you'll be safe here.

Please bring our baby back.

You know I'm sorry.

I mean, for... for everything.

I thought
I was doing he right thing.

I really did.

I thought
I was providing for my family.

And it worked.

I mean, we had everything
that we needed.

And I never ever imagined
it would come to this. Really.

Alex.

We only ever needed each other.

That's where you were wrong.

Come here.

(KISSES)

(SOBS)

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(MACHINES WHIRRING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Tess!

What, are you flipping cars now?

(INHALES, EXHALES)

This is gonna be bad.
Gotta keep the boys in line.

(SEBASTIAN CHUCKLES)

-How are ya?
-SEBASTIAN: Great.

My brother, Alex.

Fuck.

It's about family.

SEBASTIAN:
Yeah. Uh, cutting to the chase.

I need your help
with an extraction.

(INHALES, EXHALES)

You always come to me
with the easy stuff.

Who is it?

SEBASTIAN:
Tye Revello.

Fuck.

(INHALES)

He's a lunatic. (EXHALES)

You know, he's back date,
right?

Well, he kidnapped my daughter,
so...

Jesus.

She get messed up with him?

SEBASTIAN:
No. No, no.

It's... it's complicated.

I mean, fuck. Obviously.

SEBASTIAN:Look.

You're the best surveillance op
I know. I need you.

You know
it's never about the money.

SEBASTIAN:
Oh. Of course.

It smells good, though.

Man, go ahead.
Hit 'em with that spade.

Bam! Get the fuck outta here.

Go for a walk about,
and, you, anywhere but here.

Anywhere but here.

Thank you, darling.
I appreciate that.

(SEBASTIAN WHISTLES)

That is a big pot.

Oh, fuck.

I know this is about to be some
bullshit right here.

Oh, come on.

Aren't you glad to see me?

Uh, fuck, no. Uh, let's see.

Uh, you sent me to prison.

But, Johnny, you broke the law.

That's what happens.

That is fucking irrel...
irrelevant, okay?

I lost everything
because of you.

I lost my wife. I lost my kids.

I lost my fucking house, dude.

I spent five years in the bin.

Fuck you, okay?

Look, you still got the ring
on.

You want her back?

All right, I'm listenin'.

Well, we got a little
snatch-and-grab.

Tye Revello's estate.
My niece is the target.

And what the fuck
does that have to do with me?

That has nothing to do with you.

Okay?

But maybe you could use a job.

A real one.

Okay, dark man.

Does this motherfucker
mean anything to you?

I mean, 'cause I'd love
to knock him

the fuck out to be honest.

Listen, we need your help, man.

We need your help.

Do I have to bring my passport
this time?

No, sir.

♪ Yo, what's up? ♪

♪ What's good, Brodie?
Yo, what's up? ♪

(SLURPS)

ROBBER 1:
Get down! Empty the register!

-And don't fucking test me!
-(SCREAMS)

ROBBER 1:
Brodie, the fuck are we doing
out here?

ROBBER:
Move! Hurry up!

I'm not fucking playing
with you!

ROBBER 1:
Bit of a treat, motherfucker.

Give me the fucking change!

-ROBBER: Come on! Move!
-CASHIER: I'm trying!

ROBBER 1:
Come on!

ROBBER:
Hurry the fuck up!

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

ROBBER 1:
Hurry up!

VINCENT:
Take the money and leave, guys.

You don't have to hurt anyone.

ROBBER 1:
Man, get your punk ass
on the ground!

I can't do that.

You see that lady there?
She has family.

She's got kids.

You don't need to be doing
all this.

ROBBER:
You fucking kidding me?

I will shoot this bitch
in the face!

No, no, no, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

No, I don't... Calm down.
She don't wanna die.

I don't need the gas.

So, just take the money
and leave.

Ain't nobody give a fuck
what you want, man.

Get your punk ass on the ground
before I blow

your fucking brains out.

It's not the first time

I had a gun
pointed in my face, guys.

(ROBBER 1 GROANS)

(VINCENT GRUNTS)

(ROBBER 1 GROANS)

My fucking food, man!

VINCENT:
Get the fuck outta here!

ROBBER:
Come on!

SEBASTIAN:
Yo, V!

(CAR DOOR CLOSES
IN BACKGROUND)

-Sebastian?-Yeah.

Vincent King, Blackwater
badass.

Made parole four weeks ago.

(SLURPS)

VINCENT:
So, you can't get the money.

The USB drive's the only thing
keeping your niece alive.

-Am I getting all this right?
-Yeah.

-I know it's a big ask.
-No, no.

You had me
at, " Take no prisoners. "

Just trying to make sure
I got all the details right.

(CHUCKLING)
All right.

All right.

So, who else coming
to this party?

(CHRISTINA SOBS, SNIFFLES)

KIARA:
Did you hear about my sister
moving tonight?

-I'm gonna say, "Hi," and...
-TYE: Did you check on the girl?

The babysitter.

Big bounce tonight. I like it.

MARCO:
You told me to handle it.
I'm handling it.

Mm-hmm. Okay, look.

We're gonna send a location
to Alex,

and you're gonna pick up
the USB drive.

After that, we're gonna
kill 'em both.

-Got it?
-Mm! So sexy.

I would love it

if you would shut up
while I'm talking.

(SMACKS LIPS, CHUCKLES)

-Okay, baby.
-TYE: Yeah.

Tye, come on, man.

Alex is one of us, bro.

Alex isn't fucking one of us!

(♪♪♪)

That dipshit betrayed us.

All right?

There is you and there is me,
and that is it.

Get it done.

(SIGHS)

Oh.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Open up, Daddy.

(♪♪♪)

(MOANS)

Hmm.

Go up to my room.

(♪♪♪)

(CAR APPROACHING)

Hey. Hey.

If anything goes wrong,
the emails and passwords

I could get off that USB drive
are right in there.

Who's in here?

The ghost we've been after.

And it's not what we thought
at all.

Revello?

He's a middleman.

Jesus.

We found out
who's on the other side,

funding the whole thing.

American?

NRA.

And probably seven
of the capitol's biggest

lobbyists have been funding
the gun-smuggling business

through Revello
with zero trace-back.

Right.

'Cause crypto
is legal laundering

with no IPs to trace.
That's why we hit the wall.

You really gonna do this?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Yeah. Look, I have to.

I'll have Reza monitor
your movements.

Oh, no, no. We're good.

A safety precaution, partner.

(HAND SHAKES)

Thank you.

Don't worry about work.

I'll cover for you.

Appreciate it.

ANGELA:
Don't be stupid.

I won't.

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(VAN WHIRRING)

Hey, it's off the grid.

It's cute.

Make yourselves at home.

(GRUNTS)

He's late.

(SCOFFS) He's always late.

Nothin' new.

Do we even trust this guy?

You trust anybody
in this fucking life?

Of course, not.
But he fuckin' loves money.

(SIGHS)

JOHNNY:
All right. All right.
Here he comes.

That's him right there. Come on.

Follow me.

It's all good.

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

Hey! Look at you, man.

(JOHNNY CHUCKLES)

-You're looking good, bro.
-JOHNNY: There he is.

-DAUN: How you doin'?
-JOHNNY: Hi. Good to see you.

Hug my neck.
Act like you love me.

JOHNNY:
Good to see you, man.
Good to see you, man.

You're still a sexy,
old bastard.

Yeah, you, too, man.

Hey, let me introduce you
to these guys right here. So--

No, no. No names, man.

I don't wanna know
anybody's name.

You're buying this shit from me.

There's a good chance
you're gonna be dead

or in prison next week.
Kind of a homecoming for you.

Come on.
Let me show you what I got.

JOHNNY:
All right.

(TRUNK OPENS AND CREAKS)

DAUN:
Here's what I got, man.

MP5s, Glocks, suppressors.

Anything you need, I got it.

So, uh,
we're gonna be outgunned.

Really? What's the count?

Three to one.

Shit.

You'll probably need
some grenades

and probably a sniper rifle
like this one here.

Even your odds up pretty good
from a quarter-mile away

or more.
You guys need any tutorials?

(SCOFFS)

Nah, we're good.

Okay.

(♪♪♪)

(♪♪♪)

(KNOCK ON THE DOOR)

Hi. Mind if I come in?

(CLICKS TONGUE)

I see
you haven't eaten anything.

Can I get you something else?
You don't like the food?

I'll have 'em bring in
something... something new.

CHRISTINA:
Who are you?

TYE:
Well, my name is Tye.

And this is my home.
One of my homes.

And you are my very special
guest.

Why are you doing this?

I haven't done anything to you.

Oh Of course, you haven't,
sweetheart.

But you know the sins
of a father are passed on

to their child.

My dad?

You don't even know him.
You've got it all wrong.

Let me tell you a little
something about your dad.

He's probably told you
that he works for some

very high-profile clients,
right?

Explains the... the money,
the brand-new Beamer

you got for your birthday,
and the pretty little education

you got.

But I... I want you to listen
very closely

to what I'm about to tell you.

That high-profile client
that your dad works for

is... is me.

(SCOFFS)

That... that's not true.

Couldn't be more true.

You see, your dad's not being
very honest with you.

In my line of work,
your dad is what we call

a specialist, an accountant.
A...

(INHALES DEEPLY)

...middleman of sorts.

(CHUCKLES)

He is in charge

of digital monetary transfers.

So, he takes dirty money,
and sends it across the ocean.

And then in return,
he collects cryptocurrency,

thus washing all the funds.

But make no mistake, sweetheart.

Your father, Alex James,

is a criminal.

You're lying.

No. No, no.

That's something I don't do.
I've never lied.

So, believe me when I say this,
if he doesn't pay back

what's owed to me,
what happens next

is out of my control.

We're gonna have to kill you.

He is going
to have to watch you...

die.

And your mom,

and that rat bastard
FBI uncle of yours.

That makes sense.

You know, that's how this
whole thing really started,

was the two brothers.

This whole Cain and Abel story.

No, no. They love each other.

It is nothing
like Cain and Abel.

They're gonna save me,
and they're gonna kill you.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, that's doubtful,
but I like it.

Very doubtful.

You know, I hope
the next time I see you

it's under better circumstances,
because if it's not,

well...

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

...cut your pretty
little throat right there,

from ear to fucking ear.

(WHIMPERS)

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

Mm-hmm.

And I don't wanna
have to do that.

-Mm-mm.
-You don't want that, do you?

-Mm-mm.-No.

You better hope Daddy
comes through.

Have some food.

(BREATHES HEAVILY,
SOBS SOFTLY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

DAUN:Mm.

Mm.

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

MARCO:
Word on the street is you dumped
a lot of merch today, Daun.

Marco.

You know weapon confidentiality
is an unspoken agreement.

You're making me ask you again.

Where did the merch go?

Marco, sit down.

Take a load off.
Have a drink with me.

Tye is the one asking.

Well, tell Tye

I'm just doing business
as usual.

With our product.

No one's gonna come
looking for you.

No one's gonna care
that you're gone.

And your family,

each and every one of 'em
is going to die because of you.

You know that?

So, what's in it for me?

(CHOKES)

I would have your
one dead sister raped,

and passed
along like a used penny slot.

I know where she is,
motherfucker.

(CHOKES, COUGHS)

So, now, you can shove

that weapon confidentiality
up your fucking ass

and tell me what I want to
know.

Give him another drink. Yeah.

(PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.

(SMACKS LIPS)

You better have something good
for me.

MARCO: (OVER CELLPHONE)
Spoke to Daun.

Fixing this whole fuck-up
with him.

All right.

(GUNS CLICKING)

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGING)

Go for Johnny.

Hey, man. We need to talk.

Talk about what?

We can't talk on the phone,
man.

You know where I'm at.

Come see me.

(♪♪♪)

Daun. Daun!

(SIGHS)

(♪♪♪)

Goddamn, we are so fucked.

-JOHNNY: Daun's my guy, man.
-(SCOFFS)

Bro, he-- Listen.
He saved our ass.

-Yeah.
-Okay? Think about it.

Think about it.

Listen, listen.
Here's the important thing.

He knows all the shit
about all the fuckery,

and all the goings-on, brother.
Just hang in there.

I think we gotta... we gotta
just stick with the plan.

You know what?

I'll go in on my own.
I'll solve this whole shit.

That's not a smart idea, Johnny.

Since when did you speak
or have an opinion?

(♪♪♪)

(DAUN EXHALES DEEPLY)

SEBASTIAN:Hey!

Hey, you're not going in alone.

JOHNNY:
I hear you, I hear you.

But just hear me out
for a second.

I kind of feel like I caused
a lot of this.

And if I just go in-- if you
just give me five minutes,

I know I can solve this.

I can kill two birds
with one stone. Just be patient.

'Cause I gotta make sure
he's okay.

And you know I gotta make sure
that we're okay.

Yeah.

So, I'll be right back.

(♪♪♪)

(POURS DRINK)

(BOTTLE CLINKS)

(SLURPS)

JOHNNY:
I always tell myself
if you want it done,

you gotta do it yourself. Fuck.

Always Johnny.
Always fucking Johnny.

Daun, Daun, Daun.

All right, you summoned me,
and I'm here.

Sit down, man

(SIGHS)

All right, man.

You got about three minutes.

(CHUCKLES)

(♪♪♪)

(FLICKS THE LIGHTER)

(INHALES, EXHALES)

Many years ago...

my dad took our family
on a ride to Cordele,

and the river was flooded.
We hydroplaned into it,

fell into the river.
The car flipped over.

Immediately started filling
with water.

It was so cold,
it took my breath away.

I remember my brother
and sister screamin'.

My mom flailing around.

And the water, stinking, man.

And just rushing in,
flipping the car,

rolling around,
filling up with water.

My dad got my mom out somehow,

and I got my sister out.

We get back on the bank
of the river.

I saw that my brother
wasn't there.

I ran immediately back
into that river.

And I got to the car.

And I reached in,
and I found him.

I grabbed his arm,
and I'm pulling him,

trying to pull him out.

JOHNNY:
Hey! (GRUNTS)

-And--
-Hey, man.

Look.

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry about what happened
to your brother.

I really am.

But what does that have to do
with now, man?

Go around. Go around.

(FOOT FALLING)

(GUNS CLICKING)

All that many years ago,

I couldn't save my brother,
Adam.

But today, I could save
my sister, Ally.

I'm sorry, Johnny.

I didn't have any choice.

MARCO:
What's up, Johnny?

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

MARCO:
It's so fucking good to see you.

(GUN SHOT)

(THUD)

Where's your friends now,
motherfucker?

(GUN SHOTS)

(♪♪♪)

(SIGHS)

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGING)

TYE: (OVER CELLPHONE)
Yes?

Tye, it's Daun.

(OVER CELLPHONE)
Things got kinda haywire
over here.

Johnny's the only one
that got taken out.

TYE: (OVER CELLPHONE)
How about the rest?

Everybody else knows

where you're at,
and they're coming after you.

Tye, we still got our deal?

Tye!

Oh, shit.

(GUN SHOT)

-Let's go, bitch!
-CHRISTINA: Whoa, whoa, whoa!

-Let's go!
-CHRISTINA: Where are we going?

-CHRISTINA: Hey!
-MARCO: Shut the fuck up!

-CHRISTINA: Let go of me!
-MARCO: This way!

(DOOR OPENS)

(♪♪♪)

TYE:
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

(ENGINE STARTS)

(CAR WHIRRING)

CHRISTINA:
Where are you guys taking me?

Sit still and shut the fuck up.

Or I'll blow your little face up
off your body.

Now, shut the fuck up.

All right. All right.

All right, Marco. Enough.

What is going on?

I thought we were going
to the airport.

We are. She's not.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(♪♪♪)

ALEX:
It's a shitty feeling.

SEBASTIAN:Yeah.

ALEX:
Knowing that you, uh--

the only thing that you can do
for your daughter at this point

is fucking pray
that she is okay.

SEBASTIAN:
Look, she is, man. She is.

Look, I told you, Tye,
he needs her as collateral.

ALEX:
Yeah. But...

I mean, he could do
a lot of shit to her.

No, no, no. Look, look.

Revello, he's not the type.
He's a smuggler.

You know, he's less...
less cartel, more entrepreneur.

Alex, we gotta push through.
We're losing time.

You think
they'll even stick around?

Yeah, man. They're in.

They need the money.

You called Anita?

I can't.

What the fuck would I even say
at this point?

SEBASTIAN:
Tell her... tell her
you're thinking about her.

-ALEX: Really?
-SEBASTIAN: Just call her.

SEBASTIAN:
Tell her you're thinking
about her.

Tell her that you're gonna get
through this together.

Tell her
that Christina's gonna be home

with you both soon.

I fucked up, man.

I fucked up. Okay?

I lost my family for the job.
We both fucked up.

You didn't lose your family
because of your job.

TESSA:
What the fuck?
Are they fighting?

SEBASTIAN:
I'm out here, helping you
because of the shit--

-(BOTH CONTINUE CLAMORING)
-TESSA: Hey, guys, calm down!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

What the fuck is wrong
with y'all, man?

Jesus!

What the fuck are we doing,
guys, huh?

Everyone chilled out?

-ALEX: I'm chill.
-Oh, you chill?

ALEX:
Yeah, I'm chill.

-You sure?
-ALEX: Yep.

We came here to get paid.

And you two are fucking up
our money.

Now, having said that,
Johnny died

trying to help your daughter.

Squash the beef.
Let's finish this.

(SIGHS)

ALEX:
I mean, I got, like, what,

15 hours
before I lose everything.

SEBASTIAN:Yeah.

Yeah, man. We gotta roll. Hey.

-ALEX: I'm sorry.
-All right.

ALEX:
Can't do this without you, bro.

Oh, yeah. We got it.

Fuckin' men.

We're beyond the point
of no return, guys.

We're with you and here for you.

But Tye wants piles of cash
that we don't have.

-And a USB drive at the--
-The USB, man.

The USB is the only thing
keeping the clock tickin'.

All right?

So, you gotta make the call,
Alex.

Fuck.

(PHONE RINGING)

Tye, I have your drive.

So, let's meet up.

Angela, you seen Sebastian?

He's working from home today.

Between us, he's dealing
with some personal stuff, sir.

I mean, aren't we all?

It keeps going to voicemail.
I need to talk to him.

We got a big op in the pipeline.

He's going through a divorce.

I've been through divorce twice.

Fucking sucks.

You talk to him?

Is he okay?

I hope so.

(♪♪♪)

(PHONE RINGING)

(TYE SIGHS)

Secured line. Go ahead, sir.

BOSS: (OVER CELLPHONE)
Tye Revello.

Ticktock, ticktock.
You follow me, son?

Yes, sir.

BOSS: (OVER CELLPHONE)
So, you have the drive.

Moments away.

Everything that was lost
will be uploaded shortly.

BOSS: (OVER CELLPHONE)
Well, I sure hope so
for your sake.

I don't really know
what this crypto thing is,

but I do know
that if you don't get our guns,

then you don't get our cash.

Now, I'm a simple man,
and this right here

is a simple business.

But you know who I answer to
ain't simple people.

You don't really wanna go
and make enemies

with the United States
of America now, do you, son?

'Cause one phone call
to some of my friends over here

at the ATF or CIA
with their dead shot

Blackwater boys will end you
without you knowing it.

And the sad thing is,
it'll be as legal

as open carry in Texas.
Do you read me now, Tye?

Read you loud and clear there,
boss.

All the files and the shipments
will be out first thing

in the morning.

BOSS: (OVER CELLPHONE)
All right then, attaboy!

Good.

(♪♪♪)

(SHUTTER WHIRS)

(BOTH GRUNT)

Vince, you wrap around
the property.

Cover us when shit hits the fan.

Alex and I are gonna head
in the front.

They're only expecting us.

Tess, you know your perch.
See the shot. Take it.

Snipe the fuck out of 'em.

Copy.

(♪♪♪)

(ZIP TIES)

Make sure
she doesn't fucking move.

All right?

What? No, not my job.

MARCO:
Are you fucking serious?

TYE:
Kiara, watch her.

Uh, no.

TYE:
You tell me, "No"

one more goddamn time,
and I will put you back

in the trailer park
where I fucking found you.

-(GROANSM WHIMPERS)
-TYE: You understand that? Huh?

(SOBS SOFTLY, SNIFFLES)

You wanted to be queen, right?

Huh? Let me see that.

(CONTINUES SOBBING SOFTLY)

You wanna be number one?
You wanna do all this, right?

So, you gotta do what I say
when I say.

You understand?

Say it.

(SNIFFLES)

(YELLING)
Say it!

(SOBBING)Yes.

That's my girl.

(KISSES)

Watch her.

Do what she says.

Marco, let's go.

(♪♪♪)

V, you copy?

VINCENT: (OVER COMMS)
Copy.

TESSA:
Watch your six.

You got three targets in
motion.

I'm gonna head to the perch.

VINCENT: (OVER COMMS)
Copy.

(♪♪♪)

Hey, Tess.

(OVER COMMS)
This is gonna go down fast.

Take out whoever's closest
to the girl.

TESSA: (OVER COMMS)
Copy that.

Keep calm.

We'll get through this.

Hey, yo, yo. I need you focused.

Man, let's just get this shit

over with
and smoke these motherfuckers.

Yeah. Good, good.

You trust me, right?

Yeah, man. You know that.

We've been through some shit.

(SCOFFS) Shit. Fuck, yeah.
I trust you.

-Good.
-Let's get this shit going.

-Let's finish the game.
-All right.

(♪♪♪)

TYE:
Alex. What's up, buddy?

Is she okay?

Oh, yeah, yeah. She's fine.

Safe and sound.

I see you brought the old dog,
though, FBI.

I'm just his brother. That's it.

TYE:
Yeah. You sure about that?

Yeah. No badge, no gun, no wire.

Really?

In position.

(GUN CLICKS)

(♪♪♪)

Why don't you give me
a little, uh, tease, Magic Mike?

You're gonna do this or what?

Tell you what, you give me that
and I'll make sure

she comes down in one piece.

Daughter first.

(GUN CLICKING)

(GUN SHOTS)

TYE:
Hey, Marco, Marco! Hey, Marco!

Marco!

(GUN SHOTS)

TYE:
Fuck! Kill those motherfuckers!

(GUN SHOTS)

TYE:
Kiara, we're done here.

-(SIGHS)
-(KIARA SIGHS)

TYE:
I need you to take this gun.

-Oh, no, no, no.
-TYE: Take the gun!

-KIARA: I don't--
-TYE: Take the gun!

CHRISTINA:
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

TYE:
Hey, hey. I want you to relax,
relax, relax!

Let's go. Right here.

CHRISTINA:
Wait, wait, wait. No, no.

-Please, please--
-TYE: Shut up!

-CHRISTINA: I just--
-TYE: (YELLING) Shut up!

(CHRISTINA SOBS SOFTLY)

TYE:
Let's go!

(FOOT FALLING)

(♪♪♪)

SEBASTIAN: (PANTING)
Tess, you got him?

Where is he?

He's outside of it.

SEBASTIAN:
Yes, let's go.

(METAL CLICKING)

(♪♪♪)

(GUN SHOTS)

TYE:
I need you to keep up.

Let's go! Come here!

Hand!

(♪♪♪)

TYE:
Come on!

(GRUNTS)

(EXPLOSION)

TYE:
Hey, hey, hey!

I'll end this right here,
you dipshit!

(WHIMPERS, SOBS)

Hey, I'll end this right now!

ALEX:
No, you won't!

-(SOBBING) Dad!
-ALEX: Sweetheart.

Sweetheart, Daddy's here. Okay?

-(LAUGHS)
-ALEX: It's gonna be fine.

Oh, we're in it now, baby.

It's gonna be fine.

Here.
This is what you want, right?

So, just take it. Take it.

Drop the fucking guns.
Drop the fucking guns!

Nice try.

Drop your fucking guns!

All right, fine, fine, fine!

Drop it. Drop the gun.

I'm not dropping
the fucking gun!

-Drop it!
-Alex, what are you doing?

ALEX:
Just drop the fucking gun!

What are you doing?

(GUN CLICKING)

Happy?

Just look at me, sweetheart.

TYE:
That's right.

Do what your little brother
tells you.

(GUN CLICKING)

TYE:
Good dog.

-Take it.
-Babe, get the fucking drive.

Get the fucking drive!

(LAUGHS)

You have the drive now.

Give me my daughter.

(LAUGHS)

Come on, baby. Let her go.

Shut the fuck up!

(CHRISTINA WHIMPERS)

I'm gonna walk outta here.

(CHRISTINA SOBS)

She's coming with me.

(SOBS)

You and her. Right?

TYE:
What the fuck
are you doing? Huh?

Let the girl go.

TYE:
You don't even know
how to fucking use that.

Christina, lesson number 20.

(GRUNTS)

(GUN SHOT)

(GROANS)

(SCREAMS, GROANS)

Do it.

(GROANS)

(SOBS SOFTLY)

(♪♪♪)

(BIRDS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE)

(CAR APPROACHING)

(♪♪♪)

You helped identify

and eliminate a top-tier target.

But you did it outside
the agency, Mr. James.

There's only so much
I can justify.

I understand, sir.

You're a good agent.

I'm gonna miss you.

Okay.

Sebastian.

Off the record, we're grateful.

We're all glad
that you got your niece back

and that you nailed
that son of a bitch.

-SEBASTIAN: Thank you, sir.
-CHIEF RANDALL: Hmm.

(♪♪♪)

It's not right.

You're gonna be okay, man?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

I'll... I'll be good.

Hey, listen.

Thank you, both, for helping me.

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

All right.

-ANGELA: Glad you're okay.
-Me, too.

REZA:
I'm not a hugger.

SEBASTIAN:
Oh, what? Oh, come on.

ANGELA:
What are you gonna do now?

I'm gonna go be a dad.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(♪♪♪)

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

-BOY: Dad!
-SEBASTIAN: Hey! Oh, buddy!

Oh, man, I missed you.

Oh, God, I missed you, bud.

Hmm.

(MOUTHING)
Thank you.

All right.
What do you wanna do first?

You wanna get some ice cream?

-BOY: Hmm.
-SEBASTIAN: Movie?

BOY:
We'll go to movies.

SEBASTIAN:
All right. All right.
Let's go to movies.

(CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(♪♪♪)

♪ I know that you know
that when we... we go to sleep
♪

♪ I stay up, I can't breathe
all I can think ♪

♪ About is your hands
on her waist ♪

♪ And your face
when you saw me fall ♪

♪ I ran out, but you called ♪

♪ And told me
how it was all your fault ♪

♪ And it keeps me coming
right back ♪

♪ But now, it's all you say ♪

♪ Why am I so okay
with just okay? ♪

♪ Keeps me falling off track ♪

♪ Don't wanna run away
but you can't make me stay ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't stop feeling
so blue ♪

♪ You got me feeling tired
and used ♪

♪ I don't know what to do ♪

♪ I can't get over you ♪

♪ Late night, all alone
you don't phone or come home ♪

♪ I cry out, I cry out
for a way out... out ♪

♪ If you called, I would cave
yeah, I bend and I break ♪

♪ I heard everything you said
I heard everything you said ♪

♪ When I fall, you're the wave
make us crash just to fade ♪

♪ I will never be the same
I will never be the same ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't stop feeling
so blue ♪

♪ You got me feeling tired
and used ♪

♪ I don't know what to do ♪

♪ I can't get over you ♪

♪ I miss the way we were
I miss the way we were ♪

♪ I miss the way we were ♪

♪ I miss the way we were
I miss the way we were ♪

♪ I miss the way we were
I miss the way we were ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't stop feeling
so blue ♪

♪ I can't get over you ♪

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