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Sorry, sir.

Members only.

What's your name, big guy?

Randy.

Well, Randy, you and I can play this one of two ways.

The first sees you take this membership fee,

and just step outta my way.

And the second one?

Is exchange some blows.

You're probably gonna break a few of my ribs.

Yeah.

But I'm definitely gonna break that nose.

We both know that's gonna piss off your mom,

and all those fine ladies who come and check you out

down at the gym.

So what's it gonna be, Rand?

Welcome to Club 34, sir.

Good choice, Rand.

Sweetheart.

Whatever you're thinking about doing next, don't.

Sorry for crashing your game, ma'am.

You can call me Trina.

But who the fuck are you?!

Name's Mal Cooper.

I knew I knew that face!

You're the cop who lost his job

for kicking the shit out the Senator's son!

Yeah, well, the Senator's son was a rapist.

So what's a fucking ex-cop doing breakin' up my card game?

He's a fucking bounty hunter now.

Ain't that right?

That's right.

I am here on behalf of Bad Boys Bail Bond Agency.

Bad Boy Bail Bond.

Shut up, Frank.

He's here for me.

You skipped on your bail, Shane.

Left my boss outta pocket.

How much is Rogan paying you to bring me in?

Whatever it is, I can double it.

Just let me finish this game.

So what do you say, Mr. Cooper?

You gonna ruin my game for the sake of one hand?

Show the lady your cards.

Well, shit!

Looks like you're broke, asshole!

Stand down!

Stand down!

You shot me

in the fucking leg, you asshole!

You should be thankful.

If it was up to me,

I'd a shot you in the face,

but Rogan wants you alive.

You know, if you ever get tired

of this bounty hunting bullshit,

you should give me a call.

Thanks.

But I like the bullshit.

I know, look,

just give me your name and phone number,

and I'll have Rogan call you

when he gets back to the office.

He in?

Yeah, hold on for me one second.

Yeah, he's in the back.

Help yourself to some coffee.

It's fresh. No.

Sorry about that.

You wanna go ahead with that phone number again?

Uh-huh, yeah, okay. Uh-huh.

6-2-9- Okay, okay, okay, yeah!

Stop talking!

I know, I know!

I know I told you to use the card,

but I didn't tell you to run the motherfuckin' thing up.

No one fuckin' needs that!

Stop talkin'!

Go to the basement!

Lock yourself in!

You're in fuckin' time out, babe.

Fuckin' time out!

Goddammit!

Hey.

You want me to come back?

No, I don't.

I want you to stay right here.

How ya doin'?

Come on in.

Come on in, sit down.

Want some coffee?

It's fresh.

Cozy's coffee tastes like dog shit.

Tell me about it.

One Shane Dax Taylor, signed, sealed, delivered.

Wow!

Oh, my god.

Man, have I ever told you,

you, right there,

you're the fuckin' best, Coop?

Have I ever told you that?

Last time you couldn't pay me.

You're fuckin' with me!

Oh, somebitch!

All right, give me a minute.

Yeah.

You got any big plans this weekend?

Yeah, yeah.

I'm gonna get some booze,

go to Quinn and I's old apartment,

watch some revenge-o-matic flicks while she's outta town.

How is Quinn?

Happily remarried and honeymooning in Bali.

Bali?!

Oh, man!

Bali, would I fuckin' love to go Bali.

I mean, they got these little, beautiful bungalows there

with their little glass floor.

You stare at the fish all day long, dude.

I swear to God.

Well, if you don't wanna watch shit fuckin' movies,

'cause I know your taste,

and wallow in self-hate,

have I got a gig for you.

It'll triple what I just gave ya.

I'm listening.

Motherfucker's called Jake Gordon.

Qualified accountant and wannabe gangster, grifter asshole.

25 large if you find him, bring him in safe and sound.

No gunshot wounds this time.

You heard about Shane?

I heard about Shane.

He shot first.

Oh, all I fuckin' care about

is you brought him in breathing.

Another fuckin' hole in his ass,

we'll help him out with that.

You know what I mean?

You want the gig or not?

What's the catch?

No catch.

There's always a catch.

No catch.

A little catch.

I mean, alright, listen.

He's the star witness for Alonzo Beaumont, all right?

So you might have some outside resistance.

"Might?"

Yeah, and you gotta deliver him by Monday morning

at the latest.

Anybody ever tell you you're a real fuckin' asshole?

I've been told of this.

I want expenses.

Expenses?!

25 fuckin' thousand dollars,

and you want expenses!

And I'm the asshole?!

Fine.

Find somebody else.

Okay, okay.

Okay, Coop, just talk to Cozy on your way out, okay?

Talk to him on your way out.

Handled!

Asshole.

Fuckin' asshole!

You got 10 minutes, Beaumont.

We need to talk.

So talk.

What else would you be doing?

It's Gordon.

What about that thievin' little shit?

Well, it seems that he's reneged on his promise.

He's fled from the safe house and has gone dark.

We're already on it, Beaumont.

There has to be somethin' else.

That's not the only reason you came down here.

I came here to tell you

that we're not the only ones looking for him.

Hi. Good morning, sir.

I have a reservation for Baxter, Kyle Baxter.

All right, just a moment.

Great, I see you right here, Mr. Baxter.

Great. Let's get you all settled

and checked in.

There you go.

Enjoy your stay. Appreciate it.

What's up, Russ?

Get your ass over here before Milazzo sees you.

He's still pissed?

What do you think?

Of course he's still pissed, Cooper.

You forced the Chief to fire you.

All you had to do was make a public apology,

and you'd be sittin' over there right now,

instead of snoopin' around,

or whatever it is you're doin'.

Yeah, well, couldn't do it.

The kid was a piece of shit,

and his old man isn't any better.

Hey, hey, we would've all done the same thing,

Chief included.

Yeah, speak for yourself, Hatch.

Always do.

Asshole.

You get it?

Oh, yeah, check it out!

Everything we have on Jake Gordon.

Right there.

I owe you.

Oh, dinner then in a real restaurant this time.

Not some shitty burger

joint like before. That better not be

Mal fuckin' Cooper?

Shit!

You know me, Chief,

just can't stay away from this place.

I don't know how many times I have to tell you, Hatch,

you are not this asshole's personal oracle.

What can I say, Chief?

He asked nicely.

Last time, Chief.

Not so fast, Cooper.

In my office now.

Great.

Sit down.

I'll just stand. Just sit down.

It's my house, my rules.

You sit now.

It's like I still work here.

Well, actually- Wait.

Before you're about to do whatever it is

you're about to do here,

Hatch had no idea I was comin' in.

I don't wanna

talk about Hatch.

I wanna talk about you.

I was never really that interesting.

You always did have a smart mouth, though.

No forgettin' that.

Let's not bullshit each other here, Joe, okay?

We know how my attitude

had nothing to do with me gettin' fired.

Regardless, let's agree that's all in the past.

Is it?

Asked around.

What would you say if I could help you get your job back?

Who says I want my badge back?

Oh, come on!

You wanna be chasin' around after bottom feeders

to pay the rent?

Just say the word, and I'll run the paperwork.

I'd still have to apologize to Wainwright?

Well, to his son.

It was his nose.

Nah.

I'll stick with the bottom feeders.

But thanks.

You wanna risk dyin' for a piece of shit like Jake Gordon?

You know about Gordon?

Come on, Cooper, I'm the chief.

Everybody tells me everything.

And they tell you everything?

Did they tell you that

these bottom feeders I chase after

have more integrity than Wainwright

and his lowlife, rapist son?

No, they don't tell you that,

'cause everybody kisses your ass here.

Keep doin' that job, Chief.

See ya, Coop. Mm-hmm.

Don't hurry back now.

Watch out for yourself, Coop.

I always do.

Son of a bitch never changes.

No, he does not.

I thought visitin' hours was over?

You tell your boss, he ever come from me again, ever.

You understand?

A pretty woman like you shouldn't be drinkin' alone.

Get you another one.

Sorry, my mom said never to talk to strangers,

especially if they're giving out candy.

Well, your mom was right.

I'm Kyle Baxter.

So we're no longer strangers.

You don't even look like a Kyle.

I totally look like a Kyle.

You don't think I could pull it off?

No, you look like an asshole.

Oh, come on!

Look, I know it's been a minute.

A minute?

It's been longer than a minute.

I thought you weren't gonna call?

Baby, of course I would call you.

Kat, I missed you.

You know that.

Did you do the thing I asked?

You got it?

Passports, driver's licenses, credit cards,

car keys, and cash.

Okay.

It's all there.

It's all here?

Then what are we doing down here?

Let's go upstairs and party a little bit, huh?

Hit the mini bar.

Courtesy of Mr. Baxter.

Come on.

Huh?

I thought you'd never ask, Mr. Baxter.

Right this way.

Where you been, huh?

Busy, you know. Yeah?

Busy? Busy.

You're about to be busy.

Shit!

Not now!

Yeah, just leave it outside, please.

Oh, but we ordered oysters.

Come on, we gotta go get 'em.

Just a minute!

Every time.

These better be the best fuckin' oysters in the world.

Oh, my god! Oh, my god!

Oh, my god! Hey, look.

Man, whoever sent you,

I can pay you more.

Don't kill me, please!

What about me?

Baby, just shut up, okay?

I'm trying to negotiate.

Damn!

You asshole!

All right, look.

Man, look, there's cash in the bag, okay?

Just leave me a passport, and you can take half.

It'll be like you killed me, but I never died, right?

Alright, alright, alright!

80/20. I'm not here

to kill you.

Thank god, because, you know,

my mom is old and senile,

and I'm all she's got, man.

Stop talkin'. Okay.

Or I might change my mind.

So if you're not here to kill his sorry ass,

then what the hell are you doing

kickin' in the door before I could have my fuckin' oysters?

Who gives a shit about the oysters, babe?!

Damn!

Cozy?

Give me some painkillers!

I got a fuckin' migraine!

Just thinkin' about getting home to see

what's waitin' for me on the front porch.

Is love really worth the pain?

No pain, it's not worth it, baby.

Ah, motherfucker!

Learn to fuckin' throw!

You motherfucker!

Keep laughin', I'm gonna fire

that sorry, little ass of yours.

Get outta here!

No appreciation.

Wow!

Cozy?

Hey!

What? Come here, look at this.

Don't sit down.

Look at that.

Coop, he found him!

That goddamn son of a bitch found fuckin' Gordon.

Now he's just gotta get him back here.

So you're a bounty hunter?

You catch on quick.

How'd you find me?

Maybe not so quick.

Yeah, but did you track me down or something?

You've been following me?

Your file says that you have two girlfriends and a fiance.

What?!

You son of a bitch! Hey, no, wait!

Baby!

He's a piece of shit liar!

Hey!

Kat, come on! Go away!

You happy?

You screwed me.

I staked out your fiance,

and she led me right to you.

Man,

but I didn't skip out on bail,

so why me?

'Cause the money was really good.

You know why they want me back, don't you?

Yep, you're gonna testify

in the Alonzo Beaumont case on Monday.

Do you know if I do that, I'm a dead man, right?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Oh, that's comforting.

You stand a better chance of surviving

if you let me take you in.

Wait, you're that fucking good or something?

I'm that fucking good or something.

Good?!

He's a piece of shit is what he is!

I swear he lies to me all the time!

Jake?

I'm sorry, baby!

Jake, call me.

What the fuck?!

It's me again.

Put those on.

Plan on running for the rest of your life?

How many fucking bounty hunters did they send?

That aint no bounty hunters.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, watch out!

Okay, Jesus Christ!

All right, all right!

Is he dead?

Well, he ain't alive.

Fuck!

What?

He's a cop.

Of course he's a fucking cop.

We gotta go.

Yeah, I'd rather go alone.

This isn't a democracy.

Whatever, man.

You fuckin' wouldn't?

All right, fine, lead the way.

That way.

Go, now.

This one.

You drive.

Where we headed?

South.

Do you care to be more specific?

No.

Keep your eyes on the road.

Good talk.

Oh, shit, blinkers.

Better get that, Hatch.

It might be lover boy.

Branham.

Okay.

Detective Hatch, talk to me.

Hatch, it's Coop.

Hey.

How's the pick up goin'?

Oh, it's goin'.

That's why I'm calling.

Another favor.

It's gonna cost you more than a steak dinner this time.

You're gonna have to run a tab.

You know Milazzo's gonna have my ass

for using police resources to help you.

I wouldn't worry.

His bark is worse than his bite.

Well, you ain't the one gettin' bit.

What do you need?

I need a full Id check.

I already sent you over all the details.

How thoughtful of you.

Okay, let me check this out.

I'll get back to you.

Thanks, Jade. Yeah.

Okay.

Shit!

You need to lay off the sugar, Hatch.

No can do, Chief.

I need the energy.

You can tell yourself that,

but one day it's gonna catch up to you.

Yeah.

You all right? Mm-hmm.

Yeah, all good.

All right, well, you know, my door is always open.

Unless it's closed.

Unless it's closed.

That's right.

Have a good night, Hatch.

Night, Chief.

Beaumont?

Got somethin' for me?

Make that U-turn in 30 minutes.

I thought you'd wanna know

that Gordon is on the move.

So everything is goin' according to plan?

Pull over up ahead.

We need rest.

We?

You've been asleep for the last hour.

This isn't sleeping.

This is thinking.

Pull over up there.

Let me guess, you want a room?

What gave it away?

Singles or a double?

Singles, please.

120 for the night.

Mini bar is extra.

You guys have a mini bar?

Fuck no.

Cash or card? Cash.

Pay her.

What?

Put your hand into that bag

that you've been holding with a fucking death grip

and pay her.

Un-fucking-believable.

120?

Yeah.

Keep that.

Thank you.

Room four, sweethearts.

Have a great night.

Thanks.

Is this really necessary?

Yes.

Come on, man, this is bullshit, dude!

Like...

My wrist is going numb.

Look, man, please,

you can't let me sleep like this, like, honestly.

You don't want me to go anywhere, joke's over.

Can you please uncuff me so I can go to sleep?

Yo, if I don't sleep on my stomach,

I'm gonna start screaming and sweating up a storm,

and it's not gonna be good.

So can you please let me go?

Please?

Just let me go, man!

If it's to-

Ow.

Son of a bitch!

Hatch?

Yeah?

Working with IA or what? What?

Oh, we've been lookin' for

this asshole for three months.

Oh, shit! Yeah, shit!

Thought you said you were goin' home?

No, you know me, Chief,

I'm as comfortable here as any place else.

Let me guess.

It's got somethin' to do with Cooper?

I don't wanna ask.

He's always causin' problems.

He's one of my best men,

and I had to get rid of him.

But now, he's out there,

he's got no backup, no partner, nothin'?

I ain't happy about that either, Chief.

You know, I offered him his job back.

Really?

Yeah, I knew it wasn't gonna be easy.

He would have to apologize to that Wainright kid, but...

Yeah, anyway, I knew I had to try anyhow.

Mm-hmm.

We all miss him around here.

Yeah, yeah, he's one of us.

He is.

Right, well, do right by him.

And off the record,

if you need any help, I'll be here for ya.

Get some rest, Hatch.

Copy that.

All right now.

Yo?!

Yo?!

Hope you like gluten-free donuts, man.

Get down!

I was just about to get him.

What the-

All right, I changed my mind.

I'm stickin' with you, man.

Try to escape again and I'll shoot you.

Let's go!

You don't have very many friends, do you?

Hey, could I borrow that phone?

I need to call my mom.

It's her birthday.

I'm serious, man, it's really her birthday.

No tricks. Drive.

You're a real asshole, you know that?

So I'm told.

Hatch, talk to me.

What do you got?

So it turns out that your cop is actually an ex-cop,

let go with no pension after IA

found he'd been taking backhanders from anyone

and everyone who needed a cop on their payroll.

No, I was hopin' for more.

Maybe like an obvious connection to Beaumont.

Yeah.

Sorry.

No, it's all right.

Thanks for sticking your neck out.

All right.

Beaumont must really wanna shut you up

if he sent an ex-cop to kill you.

Well, you think Beaumont put a hit out on us?

Us?

No, you, for sure.

That doesn't make any fuckin' sense.

It makes perfect sense.

If he kills you, you can't testify against him.

Against him.

Look, man, I don't know where you're

gettin' your intel from,

but you got it all wrong.

What are you talkin' about?

I'm not testifying against Beaumont.

I'm his star fuckin' witness.

What are you doin'?

I can't do this shit anymore, man.

If you don't fuckin' move this car,

we're both gonna fuckin' die.

Yo, I was very much alive,

until you came into the picture!

If I didn't come,

you'd be dead in the fucking parking lot!

We need to move the car.

You wanna see me drive?

All right, fuck it, I'll drive!

What's the plan?

Shoot them

before they shoot us.

Good plan.

Just keep it steady.

How's this my fault?

Who was driving?

Who was shooting?

I'm gonna need you to get your shit together,

'cause I ain't got fuckin' time for this.

Oh, and you think I have time for this?!

I'm supposed to be on a fuckin' beach

drinking a piño colada right now!

It's piña.

Okay.

The kid can hit.

Okay. Yeah.

You done yet, huh?

You feel better?

Yeah.

Yeah? Yeah, I'm done.

You're gonna get the fuck off of me!

You asshole!

Well...

I guess we're walking

And you owe me a car.

You owe me a piña colada.

Yeah.

Fuck!

It's fine, 'cause even if we found your phone,

it's not like we could get an Uber out here

in the middle of nowhere.

Well, how'd you end up doin' this?

Chasing you?

No, no, I'm talking about the job.

How in the hell did you end up being a bounty hunter?

Why?

Thinking about applying?

Maybe.

I was a cop.

Good cop?

I'd like to think so.

But you're not a cop anymore?

No, I am not.

So what happened then?

Tell me more.

If you'd stop talking so much, I'd tell you.

It's obviously a touchy subject.

I punched Senator Wainwright's son in the face,

shattered his nose.

Jesus Christ, man!

You know you have an anger issue, right?

He deserved it.

Okay, well, what did he do?

He roofied an underage girl,

took her to his car in the parking lot,

and the proceeded to rape her.

What a piece of shit.

And you just broke his nose?

Trust me, I wanted to do a lot fucking more,

but he had his security with him,

and they had other ideas.

Yo, that gas station looks open.

All right, slow down, Flash.

Slow down.

Sorry.

If they have a phone in there,

you should make that call we spoke about earlier.

What call?

Your mom.

Oh, shit!

Today's her birthday.

Anyone here?

There's gotta be somebody in here, man.

They wouldn't just leave the door open like that.

And a fan of the Senator's.

Hello?

Still warm.

Oh, man, I'm starving.

Put the candy bar down,

and step away from the toolbox.

Hey, Gus, we ain't lookin' for any trouble.

Then your buddy better lower the candy bar.

Okay. No offense, man.

I'm just a little hungry, that's all.

There's a store right through there.

You hungry, you fuckin' buy somethin'.

Hey, Gus?

You got a phone here?

I got a phone.

But you wanna use it,

you'd better fuckin'- Buy somethin'.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, man, you got a beer in there, man?

'Cause I could really

use a beer.

You're gonna rob a fuckin' old man

who's out here just trying to make a livin'?

No, Gus, we're not gonna rob you.

We're gonna buy somethin'.

Move outta my way.

Ah, shit!

I haven't had one of these since I was a kid.

My mom used to stick 'em in the freezer.

Take 'em to a whole new level.

Want one?

I'll take your word for it.

You said you had a phone, Gus?

It's old, but it works.

You gotta dial a nine to get an outside line.

I'm just shittin' you.

Okay.

Thanks.

A stork.

Yeah, like a stork.

Come on.

Jesus Christ!

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Yeah, breathe.

Shut the...

Someone better be fuckin' dyin'!

It's me. Cooper?

Just a minute.

Francine?

You gotta go.

Get the fuck out.

Get the out.

Go on, get the fuck outta here.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Same time next week?

Oh, yeah, baby.

Just, you know, Cozy.

Okay. Pinch him on the chin,

and, you know, make an appointment like we always do, okay?

Bye, bye, bye.

Get the fuck out.

Thanks.

Thanks a lot.

Am I interrupting somethin'?

No.

No, absolutely not.

Where are you?

Look, I need a favor.

I need you to come and pick us up.

What?

What do you mean, "Come and pick us up"?

I don't think you fully grasp our relationship here, Coop.

I pay you, right?

I pay you to do the driving,

not the other way around.

Yeah, well, things have changed,

since every time we get in a car,

I'm gettin' shot at, all right?

And I can't really trust anybody else.

What about Hatch?

I mean, isn't she your go-guy?

You go to her?

Last time we had a call,

I was gettin' shot at by some kamikaze speed racer.

I'm not saying it's her,

and I'm not saying it isn't.

What I am saying,

is that someone with an inside connection

doesn't want this Gordon kid to testify.

You got any idea who it is?

Not yet.

But until I do,

I can't trust any of 'em.

Especially-

You okay?

What's goin' on there?

You all right?

Are you gonna come get us or not, hmm?

Yeah, of course I'm gonna fuckin' help you out, Coop!

Anything for you.

I need to know where exactly are you?

Yeah, I got it.

Yep.

The kid's makin' a call in there, if you don't mind.

He just bought up half the store.

Hell, he can call long distance if he wants to.

Hey, have a beer, huh?

Thanks, Gus.

You're welcome.

Yep.

I know you don't believe it,

but I don't get a lot of company out here.

Hmm, it's a nice '68 you're workin' on over there.

Oh, yeah.

Started workin' on it about five years ago.

One of those father-son projects.

How old's your boy?

Sorry to say, he died.

A hit and run about a year ago.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Nothing for you to be sorry about.

You weren't the driver.

They ever catch the son of a bitch?

No.

And they never will.

I made damn sure of that.

Damn sure!

And I love you, Mom.

And you know I wanna be there tomorrow.

I just...

I have a big business meeting.

You wait until your dad gets home,

and I'll tell him.

Mom, Dad isn't coming home.

He isn't?

No, Mom, Dad died.

Do you remember?

I don't like the

tone of your voice, young man,

whoever you are.

It's Jake, Mom.

It's me.

Well, don't be calling this number again,

or I'll have to talk to your supervisor.

Bye, Mom.

You all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, she...

You know, she's just upset that I can't see her tomorrow,

so, you know.

How long?

We first started noticing signs about 10 years ago.

My dad was taking care of her.

He couldn't cope anymore,

and so she had to move into a assisted living facility.

This place is expensive?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Took him for everything he had,

you know, savings, loans, second mortgage.

Doctors say he died of a heart attack,

but I think it was more of a broken heart, you know?

Just being forced to watch your life just drift away.

After he died, the debt went to me,

and I did the best that I could to try

and keep the payments flowing,

but I was struggling, man.

You know, those short cons, they only go so far.

You ever think about gettin' a real job?

Touche.

Workin' for Beaumont was supposed to be that.

He wanted an accountant who would break the rules, you know?

You were there when he killed those two cops?

Nah, man.

See, that's the crazy thing.

He didn't shoot 'em.

Who did?

Another fuckin' cop.

There's no back seat.

Dog's bed.

Help yourself.

Nothing fancy.

No shit like pillows, or, you know, sheets,

but it's better than sleeping on the concrete.

Thanks, man.

You're welcome.

We'll make do.

No fighting over it either.

All right?

Oh, I'll be above the store.

If you need anything,

don't wake me.

You got it, Gus.

Goodnight, Gus.

You're on the dog bed.

Goodnight.

Sleep tight.

Don't let the bed bugs bite.

See ya in the mornin'.

Oh, man.

Fuck!

All right.

Maybe you should put on your seatbelt this time?

I'm telling you, man,

it was another cop.

You think your old partner was involved in that shit?

I worked with Jade for years,

I still can't see it.

Maybe you don't want to?

It's amazing how money can twist a person around.

No.

Can't be Jade.

Then who?

Good mornin'!

There's fresh brewed coffee, if anybody wants it.

Fresh brewed? Count me in.

Well, it's instant,

but I only poured it just now.

Beggars can't be choosers.

Well, it looks a little like mud,

but it was just ground this mornin'.

Come on, boys!

As long as it ain't shit.

Well, this is a fuckin' shit hole!

She may be a shit hole,

but she's my shit hole, shit ass!

Hey, how you doin' there, Pops?

Take it easy, Elvis.

I mean, no insult intended there.

Some taken.

I'm here to find some of my friends.

They told me to go to Snowballs.

I'm just meetin' them here, yeah?

Yeah.

Well, you wanna talk about your friends,

you better fuckin' buy somethin' first.

I gotta what?

You gotta fuckin' buy somethin'!

I gotta fuckin' buy something?

You want me to buy something? Yeah.

Sure, I'll buy somethin'.

What do you got?

It's a gas station.

Take a fuckin' guess! Jesus Christ!

Am I in fuckin' deliverance right now?

It's all right, Gus.

I know him.

He's with me. Yeah.

Well, he still gotta fuckin' buy somethin'.

Fine!

Why don't you pump up my car there, Gus?

What the fuck do I look like to you?

You fuckin' pump it!

I'm just fuckin' with ya.

Yeah!

Yeah, you're a funny guy.

Funny guy.

He does that. Okay.

Where's Gordon?

He's inside.

He's inside.

Well, you know, how 'bout you go get him,

so we can get back to some fuckin' civilization?

No offense intended.

Some taken! Some taken.

Are we goin' or what?

In a minute. Okay.

I wanna know who you sold me out to?

Who you fuckin' talkin' about?

He fuckin' asked you a question!

No one's fuckin' talkin' to you!

Why is he talkin' anyway?

Are you shittin' me right now?

Are you?

Come on, man, like- And there it is again.

There what is again?

You've looked at that watch six times

since you pulled up here,

and you keep lookin' around

like you're waitin' for someone.

I am waitin' for fuckin' Gordon,

so we can get the fuck outta this rain and get outta here!

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Sure, go right ahead.

Who'd you sell me out to?

What are you fuckin' talkin' about?

When I called you,

you called someone right after,

didn't you? No.

No, I didn't.

Didn't you? No, I didn't.

No, I didn't.

Why would I do that?

I didn't do that.

You know, you're a fuckin' low-down

piece of shit! I didn't do that!

Oh, shit!

Fuck!

Get the fuck back inside!

Oh!

Fuck!

Hey, motherfucker!

Shit!

Oh, shit, shit!

We gotta go.

That's the thanks I get for savin' our asses?

Saving our asses?

I'm the one shootin' everyone.

I took out that sniper son of a bitch.

Yeah, he did!

And you both took care of business,

and we're all alive,

so thank you. No, Gus, thank you.

Do you see how easy that was?

Great, it was teamwork.

We gotta go.

All right.

Hey, hey!

Not gonna get far on foot.

Take my truck.

You sure?

Oh, hell yeah, I'm sure!

All right.

This oughta call it square?

Oh, hell yeah, that oughta square it up just fine.

Hey, you know what?

I need one more favor.

Sure.

I need you to give us an hour,

and I need you to call the 12th Precinct.

You ask for Detective Jade Hatch.

You got a message,

or you just want me to sing "Happy Birthday"

in my best Marilyn Monroe?

Yes, I do.

Tell her that I'll be watching a movie tonight,

and that I'll see her at the courthouse tomorrow.

Watching a movie tonight, courthouse tomorrow.

Will do. Okay?

Yep.

Hey. I got it!

Thanks, Gus.

You're welcome. Pleasure knowin' you.

You're welcome.

Hey, Gus, you're a rockstar.

Thanks, buddy.

Nice to meet you, Catch. I'm drivin'.

Let's go.

Hurry back to see me.

Son of a bitch.

It's Detective Hatch's desk.

This is Branham.

Yeah, can I talk to Detective Jade Hatch?

Okay, yeah, she's not here right now.

You can leave it with me.

Branham, what are you doing?

You weren't here. Out!

This is Detective Hatch.

How may I help you?

I've got a message from Mal Cooper.

Oh, okay.

Listening.

Yeah.

Yes.

So why a bounty hunter?

What?

I mean, you never really answered the question before.

It's, like, why did you choose a bounty hunter?

Like, after the Wainwright scandal,

you could've done anything.

I tried to do the right thing,

it didn't work out,

and now I do this.

So you went from arresting criminals

to chasing them down for money?

It doesn't matter.

Just get the job done.

Let me guess, man.

Your dad was a cop,

his dad, and his dad before him?

My mom.

My mom was a cop.

My dad was a chef.

Growin' up, I wanted to be just like him,

open a restaurant and shit.

It just so happens,

I'm the only person on this planet that could burn a salad.

It turns out, I have more in common with my mom.

I went through the academy with flying colors.

Wow.

I bet she's really proud of you.

She was.

And then I got fired,

and then she died.

I'm really sorry.

Wait, where are we going?

Quick detour.

I need to talk to my client alone.

You heard the lady, fuck off!

Got any news?

Someone doesn't want your witness to testify.

They put out an open hit on him.

Yeah, when this is over,

then I'll return the favor.

Is Jake Gordon still alive?

For now.

Let's hope it stays that way.

Who's that bounty hunter keepin' Gordon alive?

From what I hear,

he's one of the best.

All right, that sounds good.

All right, we'll see you then.

All right, bye-bye.

Mr. Gordon?

Staci, how many times do I have to tell you?

Mr. Gordon was my father, okay?

I'm Jake.

Well, your mom is gonna be really happy

you made it for her birthday, Jake.

Yeah?

How's she doing?

She's having a pretty good day so far.

Is your friend gonna wait out here while you visit?

Friend?

Nah, he's family.

Okay, well, you know where to find her.

Come on.

Try and make it out here about once a week,

sometimes, twice a week.

Her room is over there,

but she kinda likes to wander, you know?

That's her bench right there.

Everybody knows not to sit there.

Yep.

Still the same old Mom.

I hope you boys have been behaving?

Yes, Mom.

My mind may be going,

but there's nothing wrong with my hearing.

Come here and give your mom a hug.

Happy birthday, Mom.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, thank you.

Now, who is this handsome hunk of a man?

My birthday present?

Oh, Jesus!

Come on, Mom!

The name's Mal Cooper, ma'am.

It's a real pleasure to meet you.

Mal Cooper.

Now, where do I know that name?

Oh, yes!

You were the policeman that smacked

Senator Wainwright's son, weren't you?

Yes, I was, ma'am.

Good!

That little asshole deserved it.

And less of the ma'am stuff, please.

You got it, Evelyn. Mmm.

Look, Mom, we can't stay long,

but you know I wasn't gonna let this day slide

without seeing you.

It's my birthday, you know?

My son will come by and see me later.

So what now?

Now I take you in.

Take me in where?

Take me in where?

The guy you work for is dead.

Good morning.

How can I help you?

No witnesses this time.

I can figure it out.

If you take me back, I'm a dead man.

You realize that, right?

And I'm all my mom has.

So are you gonna come here every week

and check up on her?

Are you gonna pay these bills?

I gotta finish the job.

Let's go.

Oh, shit!

I'm out.

Hey, Cooper?

Why don't you go ahead and send Gordon out here, huh?

No need for both of you to die.

Use that!

Motherfucker!

You all right?

Yes.

We gotta go.

Shit, sweet!

Go on, let's go!

Wait, what about my mom?

Is she gonna be safe?

Yeah, the cops will be here any sec.

I don't know if that makes me feel better or worse.

This must be them.

Is it? Yeah.

They're gaining on us!

Chief, we got the bodies of Sophia Moretti and Lee Harper,

along with several, several others.

Contract killers.

Christ!

Man, these guys are serious hitters.

It is a fucking massacre over here, Chief.

What the hell were they doin' in an old folks home?

Well, apparently,

they were here to see Gordon's mother.

You interviewed her yet?

Yeah!

In her head, Gordon's still eight-years-old.

Well, get to the bottom of this!

Come on, Hatch.

Find Cooper. Yeah.

So you got a plan to keep us alive until the morning?

I don't know if it'll keep us alive,

but it should tell us who wants us dead.

So let me guess.

Safe house?

Not exactly.

My ex-wife's apartment.

It used to be ours.

Amicable divorce?

Not really.

Nice!

She's in Bali was her new husband.

Oh!

Well, at least someone's having fun.

Hopefully not too much fun.

Just shut up and don't touch anything.

Shoes.

Shoes!

Take 'em off.

You know you don't live here anymore, right?

Yeah, maybe not,

but Quinn still has rules.

And your balls.

Where's the bathroom?

Down to the left.

You want coffee?

Yeah.

Let me get a milk and three sugars.

Wasn't talking to you.

Hey, Hatch.

You got my message.

Yeah, who the fuck is Gus?

Long story.

Oh.

Quinn knows you still crash here when she's outta town?

Absolutely not,

and no one's gonna tell her.

How'd you know how I was already here?

Left your shoes over by the door.

It's good to see you. You, too.

Stand up, Beaumont.

We're transporting you to the courthouse.

It's your big day today.

Let's go.

I know the drill.

Watch your mouth.

Good luck in court.

What the fuck?!

That son of a bitch broke my fuckin' nose!

Throw that fucker inside!

Okay, so you are absolutely sure it was a cop?

Yes, I'm sure it was a cop.

He was mad at the other two cops, right?

Because they were skimming money off the top.

And then Beaumont got mad,

so he needed some proof of loyalty,

otherwise, the deals were off.

So that's when one of your guys

pulled out his gun, and I saw his badge, all right?

He pulled the trigger twice,

shot 'em both down,

and then he stood over their bodies,

and unloaded the clips in 'em.

It was brutal!

Jesus Christ, man!

Did you recognize him?

No, I didn't recognize him!

In my line of work,

I'm not trying to know cops, okay?

But if you put him in a lineup,

I'll be able to point him out.

All right.

Why don't you two go get some sleep?

I'm gonna take first watch.

Okay, but you wake me in a couple hours.

I'm takin' over.

Where do you want me to sleep?

On the couch.

It's like a slumber party with guns.

You think I can get a gun?

Please go to sleep.

Yeah, all right.

All right.

Oh!

You were supposed to

wake me up to take a shift.

You looked really comfortable,

so I wanted to let you sleep.

That's nice of you.

I'm glad you're here.

Give me a minute. Yeah.

Oh, I'll get it.

Hold up.

No one knows we're here.

Don't answer that.

Oh, it's probably just the Chief.

I left him a message telling him what was goin' on.

Oh.

Branham, where's the Chief?

No!

No, come on. Coop?

You're okay.

You're okay!

Hey, no, no, no, no!

Coop?

Hey.

Hey, come on, we gotta go.

We gotta go.

Come on.

Is that your cop?

No.

I've never seen him.

You know him?

The name's Branham.

How'd he know we were gonna be here?

I got a few ideas.

Get you bag.

You think he's alone?

Doubtful.

Go!

Go! All right.

Get behind me.

How many guys you think it is?

Oh, shit!

Ow!

Fuck!

Let's get to the car.

I have a friend-

Cooper?!

You're the cop.

Yeah, and you're the star witness I heard so much about.

You're never gonna get away with this, man.

I already did.

As soon as Hatch called me and gave me your location,

I ordered a backup.

They should be here in a minute.

We don't have much time.

Hatch called you?

Yeah, she thought I could help.

She never suspected that I was tapping all her phones.

And then when I started offering to help,

she reported everything to me.

It's because she fuckin' trusted you.

What happened?

One mistake a long time ago.

It was just gonna be a one-time deal.

Look the other way.

Then there was a second payment to misplace some evidence.

And before you knew it,

the money was rolling in.

I was moving up.

The more I got, the more I wanted.

I fucking had it!

I had it fucking all!

You don't have shit!

You're just a fucking pawn

ready to be thrown away when they're done with you.

Maybe.

But that all changes today.

With you out of the way,

Beaumont's going down for the double murder

of those two good cops.

Coop.

Coop?

Cooper, stay with me.

You got shot.

I got shot?

Look at you.

Did you hear everything he said?

Yes, I did, all of it, every word.

I'm gonna get you to a hospital.

No, Jake...

You gotta go.

Hey, thanks, man.

Don't die.

Mr. Beaumont?

Just make it quick.

Look, relax.

No one's gonna touch you.

You're under my protection now.

What's this?

That's the agreed fee with Alexander Rogan

to bring in Jake Gordon.

If you hadn't noticed,

I failed to deliver.

True.

But considering the facts,

that your statement got my entire case dismissed,

I think you deserve it.

It's, like, more than three times

the amount that Rogan and I agreed on.

That's the deal I made with Alex Rogan.

Son of a bitch!

With all due respect,

I can't take it.

You kiddin' me?

Okay, I got you.

I could put you on.

I like your style.

You can come work for me.

Move on from this bounty huntin' bullshit.

I appreciate it,

but I like this bullshit.

All right.

Touche.