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Oh, good Lord, it is so early.

Who is even awake right now?

I tell you what, I need to start looking for a new job.

And I tell you what,

those are photos that I personally

would not want in the public spotlight.

Speaking of the public spotlight, the Looten Corporation,

these guys just cannot catch a break.

I mean, just when you think they're out--

You are ridiculous.

Well, he's so ridiculous that...

Hello?

Hey, this is Tom Delgado from "Eyewitness News."

My network is running a story on the recent allegations

against the Looten Corporation.

As their attorney,

we were hoping you could give a statement about--

Fuck!

Hey, baby, call your secretary

and have her move your appointment.

I need you to come home and bang me like a marching drum.

Hey, honey.

At least that's what my OB says if we wanna keep trying.

Anyway, I know you'll make an awesome dad.

So, if you wanna come back,

we can try that new position you like.

Bye, sweetie.

Bye.

Hello?

Why am I here?

Is this some kind of a joke?

Weird.

Where am I?

Yeah, well that's a rhetorical question.

Well, lookie here.

And the Lord said, "Let there be light."

Yeah. Men's urinal. You read my mind.

Hey, Joe, where the hell are you?

You missed the meeting with Elliot's lawyer.

I mean, I'm not worried, you always crush it,

but where the hell are you?

That's what I want to know.

Anyway, call me when you get this.

Crap.

Dear Mr. Fortune,

do not use this phone to call the authorities

or there will be consequences.

Somebody's really trying to fuck up my day.

Hello?

Freddy, it's me.

Joe, you missed the meeting with Mrs. Elliot.

Where the hell are you?

Hang Mrs. Elliott. I need you to shut up and listen.

Okay, this must be serious.

It is. I've been kidnapped.

What? Really? By who?

How the hell the should I know?

I'm just locked up in some container.

All right, all right.

Don't panic.

Don't panic?

Freddy, I'm a character in an Edgar Allan Poe story.

I mean, don't tell me not to panic.

Okay, uh...

Do you, do you have any idea where you're at?

No, not at all.

Any enemies I don't already know about?

Yeah, it could be anybody.

Pick a number or wait in line, I mean...

- Should I call the cops? - No.

No cops.

I don't know who I'm dealing with here,

but just don't call the cops.

Freddy, are you drinking one of those big gulp things again?

Yeah.

Can you not suck that thing through a straw in my ear?

Sorry. Okay, so what do you want me to do?

I want you to call Luther.

Luther, the detective?

No, Luther Vandross 'cause I want him to sing me a song.

Yes, Luther the detective. Fuck.

- All right. All right. - This is serious.

Maybe he can get a bead on your cell phone.

Yeah.

And um,

Freddy...

- Yeah? - You better watch your ass.

What? Really? Why?

Whoever's got me knows that I know you

and you're my best friend, so...

I didn't think of that.

Okay, call me when you get to Luther's.

Will do.

And remember, no cops.

What the hell is that?

Yeah, I gotta go.

Hello, Mr. Fortune.

I see you've located the chest of goodies.

Who are you? Some ISIS motherfucker?

Oh, no.

I have no political or religious affiliations.

Then uh, what do I call you?

You may call me The Judge.

Huh.

Okay, so ah, how did I get here?

I had my associates collect you

after your jog this morning.

Oh.

Yeah well, that's what I get for trying to stay in shape, huh?

Yes.

Life is full of ironies.

So uh, why have you kidnapped me?

Oh, kidnap is such an ugly word.

Oh, okay.

Then uh, what do you call it?

Let's just say I'm retaining

your full-time legal services for the day.

Uh- huh. And then you're gonna let me go?

If you do what I ask.

Huh.

So uh, are you really a judge?

Are you really an attorney?

Or just a blood sucking loss selling people out?

Well, Your Honor, you know that line gets a little blurry

from time to time.

And you blur it constantly

with amoral, greasy machinations.

Oh, blow me, you pompous bastard.

Not before you buy me flowers,

a glass of wine, and a nice dinner.

So uh,

Have I ever been in your courtroom?

Maybe, but who I am isn't your concern.

Okay. So uh, what's my concern?

Do what I want or suffer the consequences.

Consequences? Like locking me up in this fucking dungeon?

Dungeon, is it?

It has air conditioning.

Whoa! Who cares?

If I turn it off, you will.

Yeah, all right. Stop dicking around.

What do you mean by consequences?

If you don't do what I ask,

I'll take away everything you love.

Hmm.

We're playing God, are we?

Oh, I have no such aspirations.

I'm just a wealthy man

with lots of resources at my disposal.

Okay.

So uh, what do you need me for?

You have the connections.

With who?

Looten Corporation.

They're your firm's most important client, are they not?

Yeah, so?

You're the primary interface,

their counselor on all legal matters and contacts?

Yeah.

Your precious client

is strong arming farmers in this valley.

That's not true. Oh, come on, that's bullshit.

Those farmers are getting fair market value for their land.

They're threatening families,

using intimidation to get people to sell their farms.

What a load of crap.

My opinions are based on my research

and public records.

I'm uh, sending you all the files for your review.

Why should I read these files?

Because you're going to sabotage

this despicable land grab.

Okay, and how do you propose I do that?

Uh, I suggest you think of something.

You have eight hours to show me results.

Okay. And if I don't?

Then the horror begins.

Okay. Ooh!

The horror begins with what?

Not what, who?

Okay. With who, goddammit? What the fuck?

Your younger brother, Tony.

Tony doesn't live around here.

He lives in Chicago. I mean...

You're not a very good liar.

I know exactly where he lives.

Yeah, you're bluffing.

2912 Rossington. Ring a bell?

My man is staked out in front of his house.

Okay.

All right, you got my attention.

But don't do anything you're gonna regret.

Well, the pendulum of regret

is swinging towards you, not me.

Time's ticking, Joe.

Tick tock. Tick tock.

You better get cracking.

Who the hell is this asshole?

Hello, Farrow County Fire Department.

Nelson speaking.

Yeah, hi. I need to report an emergency.

Sir, this is the non-emergency line.

I'm gonna need you to call 9-1-1 if you have an emergency.

Well, I saw your number on the internet,

so I just dialed it, so...

Okay.

Well, for a person who's having an emergency,

you sound pretty calm.

Well, I'm not one who's prone to hysterics, okay?

But I'm in a bit of a bind and I need some help.

Sir, I'm just trying to maintain protocol.

Okay, what's the protocol

for when someone is kidnapped, you moron?

Sir, you don't have to be rude. I'm here to help.

Oh, well why don't you fucking help me, you dipstick?

Sir, anymore name calling and I'll hang up.

Oh.

Just my luck, I get kidnapped by some psycho

and locked up in this cargo container dungeon,

and I'm stuck on the line

with some freaking ultra-sensitive snowflake public servant.

Just because I'm a public servant

doesn't mean I don't have feelings

or that I should be abused.

Oh god. Your feelings.

I'm so sorry, Nelson,

please forgive me for upsetting your feelings.

In spite of the fact that I've been kidnapped

and held against by will in this fucking dungeon,

does not give me the right

to upset and hurt your delicate nature.

Please. I'm so sorry.

You don't have to be sarcastic.

You're right. You're right.

So um, Nelson, did your mother have any children

who weren't, you know, mentally disabled?

Oh, he hung up.

Hello, Farrow County Fire Department.

Nelson speaking.

Nelson, why'd you hang up on me?

Mr. Fortune, I warned you about abuse.

Don't you understand the reality of the situation?

I've been kidnapped.

Do you get that this is the fire department

and that we don't handle kidnapping?

It's a police matter, sir.

All right.

Nelson, I want you to listen very carefully,

and I'm going to explain this

in the most simplest and precise manner.

Are you listening?

Mm-hmm. Please do.

The psychopath that has kidnapped me

has threatened to take away every single thing that I love

and kill everybody in my life if I call the cops,

or the authorities, or anything like that, okay?

Oh!

Oh? Oh?

That's right.

Sir, is the man in the room with you now?

No, he's not. I can speak freely.

Do you know who this man is?

No, I do not.

Then why don't you call the police?

Well, I assume he's tracing all my calls

and if I call the police, he's gonna do something bad.

So how can the fire department help?

Right. Yes.

Okay, so look,

I think I was uh, picked up on Riverbend Road,

was it Highway 12, near where the old mill is.

I might be able to help you with that, sir.

Right. Okay.

So if you could send one of the fire engines down that area,

I'll stay on the line and I'll let you know

when I hear them.

Yes, sir. I can do that.

Good. I appreciate that.

And can you maybe uh, trace my cell phone?

I can certainly see if we can do that too, sir.

Oh, good, good.

Well, I appreciate that.

Perhaps I'm not so mentally challenged now, sir.

Yeah.

Sorry, I was under a lot of pressure. I apologize for that.

I imagine you do, sir.

I'll call you at this number if anything changes.

I... Okay.

Oh yeah, and remember Nelson, no cops, okay?

I got it, sir.

Remember, I'm not m-m-mentally challenged.

Just kidding, sir.

Yeah, you're hilarious.

You're really funny. Thank you.

You're welcome, sir.

Fucking moron.

Shade here.

Hey, it's me. Where you at?

The office. I'm just about to drive to Luther's.

Okay. Does he know you're coming?

Yes. And I made excuses with Richard.

Oh, yeah? What'd you say?

Uh, that I'm working with you

on landing something big

and we'd be out of the office all day.

Okay. That's good.

Made in the shade.

I hate it when you say that.

Man, you got more pressing issues.

Mm-hmm.

This isn't your regular cell number.

No, my cell died. This is a burner.

Just text Luther the new number.

Wait, wait. They gave it to you?

Are you sure it's clean?

What if they bugged it or something?

I don't know. It's the best I can do right now.

I'm gonna just risk it.

You know I got your back.

Yeah. I appreciate that.

Um, go to my desktop and email me the PDF files

on the Looten Corp deal.

Consider it done.

Cool.

How you holding up?

Yeah...

Keeping cool.

Working all the angles from the inside out.

Yeah. Literally.

Um...

Freddy?

Yeah?

If um...

If things go south,

you'll square things away with Nicky, right?

Ah, don't talk crazy, man.

You'll tell Nicky yourself when we get you out of there.

Yeah.

All right. Just uh, call me when you get to Luther's.

He's one badass tech man.

If anyone can get a bead on your phone, he can.

Yeah.

See ya.

Come on.

Oh, wait.

Come on!

Damn.

Farrow County Fire Department.

This is Nelson.

Nelson, you just passed me.

Joe! Are you all right?

I would be all right if you could get me out of here.

You were just in my location.

Hang on, Joe. What?

What, what's going on?

Okay.

I'm here again.

What's...?

Nelson, they were just here.

They just passed me by a minute ago.

I sent Engine #5 to go look for you, but...

But, but what?

We, we had a fire call, I had to pull 'em off.

I can't send the truck back. Fires take priority.

Just send another one. Just send somebody here.

I'll wait on the phone until you pass me by.

All our crews are in the field.

I'm sorry, Joe.

Oh, come on.

Well, can you...?

Just tell 'em to come this way back

on their way back or something.

Joe, what way?

I don't know where they are right now,

how could I send them back?

Okay, well, can you at least try and find out?

You bet I will,

when they get done putting out the fire.

Oh. Okay.

You promise?

Yes, Joe, I promise.

Okay.

Well, I'll call you when they're coming by.

Mm-hmm. Bye bye.

Greetings again, Mr. Fortune.

Did you miss me?

Yeah, like uh, COVID.

I admire a man that keeps a sense of humor

no matter what.

Yeah, well, I'm naturally a perky fellow.

And prone to mischief too.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Don't you?

Thought you'd call the fire department for help?

Huh, well, you said nothing about the fire department.

Just said no cops, so...

Very clever, Mr. Fortune.

Did you think I wasn't monitoring your internet?

Hey, I took a shot.

Besides uh, have you seen any of those old movies,

you know, like "Stalag 17," or "The Great Escape"?

I have.

Yeah, well, you should know

that it's every prisoner's job to try to escape.

And you should know

that it's the evil commandant's job to retaliate

for such disrespect.

What the hell does that mean?

I just sent you a piece of video

that was taped only a few minutes ago.

I think you'll find it quite compelling.

No! Please!

You know, you don't have to do this.

What are you doing? No!

- No, no, no, no. - Please, stop!

What are you doing? No, don't!

Tony!

Say hello to your brother.

No! Don't! Don't!

Stop it! Please, don't do that!

Tony!

What the fuck!

Looks like your machinations were all for naught.

You motherfucker. I'm gonna fucking kill you!

Oh, I hardly think so.

You're fucking dead.

You should be ingratiating yourself.

Your very survival and the survival of your loved ones

depends on whether or not you get Looten

to withdraw from this valley.

So, I suggest you stop wasting time trying to cross me.

What did Tony ever do to you?

He did nothing.

But you have.

Me?

I was just...

I was just doing my job, and a good one at that.

Your job?

You've defended thieves, murderers, rapists,

and child molesters during your illustrious career.

The worst of the worst.

Yeah, I, I, I'm no longer a criminal lawyer.

I only do corporate law.

Representing slimy robber barons.

And that includes doing Looten's bidding.

Yeah, but don't these men deserve a fair trial?

I mean, doesn't the Looten Corporation

deserve legal representation?

I mean, come on.

Before I left the bench,

I vowed I'd do everything to fight scum like you.

So you were a judge.

I'm not on trial today. You are.

Now, I'm sending over those Looten documents and videos.

You don't have much time left.

You better get stumping.

Go fuck yourself, Your Honor.

Consider well that message, Counselor.

I'd hate to have to hold you in contempt.

Fucking asshole!

Get me the fuck outta here!

Have I reached the Prisoner of Zenda?

Yeah, more like the Count of Monte Cristo.

Well, you know, the man who wrote

the Count of Monte Cristo was a Black man.

Yeah? That's great.

You don't know how much comfort that gives me right now.

Are you all right, brother?

Yeah, now that I see your ugly mugs.

I've uh, filled Luther in on what I know.

Yeah, which was jack and shit.

Yeah well,

I didn't have any information when I spoke to him last,

so it's not his fault.

Well, what can you tell me now?

Um,

Before we say anything,

The uh, The Judge, as he likes to call himself,

says that he's monitoring my internet traffic,

so, I don't know if he can trace these video chats.

Not if he's just monitoring the internet,

but he could have any number of bugs on that laptop,

and your phone too.

Okay, so what do we do?

We spring your ass out,

and hope that this judge ain't 10 steps ahead of us.

Great, so uh,

I'm the meat in the shit sandwich.

Well, you have any idea where you at?

No,

not a clue.

Just uh, locked up in some storage container.

All right. All right.

Well, I'mma try to track your phone

off the cell tower pings.

Yeah.

Look um,

there's one more thing.

They got someone staked out at my mom's house.

Can you send someone over there?

Shit, they fucking with moms now?

- Some low grade shit. - Yeah.

Yeah.

There's another thing too.

They um, they killed my brother Tony.

What?

These motherfuckers are serious.

Why don't you just pay the ransom?

Yeah.

No, they don't want any money.

What's he want then?

He wants me to stop this business deal.

Maybe I should just call the FBI.

No, no. No cops.

Well, what about your wife? Is she safe?

Yeah, she's teaching at college today, so...

Well, you need to get that shit on lockdown.

I wanted to keep her out of it, so...

The time for that shit has passed.

Yeah, um...

I'll give her a call next.

All right, me and Tonto, we'll go check in on your mom's,

but this is gonna cost you twice the daily rate.

Yeah, that's fine.

And I expect a bonus if I gotta bust a cap on somebody.

Sure.

What's your mom's address?

1214 Union Street.

1-2-1-4 Union Street.

All right.

We're on it, brother.

Thanks.

What do you think?

I think this shit is getting outta control.

You got any phone tracking software?

- Yeah. - Whoa.

You sure you're gonna need that?

What's that for?

Body cam, to monitor any violent activity.

In case someone sues you?

You're not as dumb as I thought.

Love you too.

Let's go, fool.

All right.

I'm still here, guys.

Oh, shit. Sorry, brother.

We'll contact you when we get to your mom's house, okay?

Okay.

All right.

Thanks.

Hey! What a surprise.

I thought Machete didn't Skype.

Well, there's a first time for everything.

Where are you? It looks dark there.

Yeah uh,

this is not really a social call.

I'm in a bit of a mayday situation.

What's wrong?

Are you alone?

Is there anyone in the office with you?

No, I'm alone. Please tell me what's wrong.

Okay.

I've been uh...

I've been kidnapped

Wha...? By who?

I don't know, some psycho with a vendetta.

Well, did you call the police?

Yep. No cops.

Are the kidnappers there with you?

No, no. I'm just locked up in some container.

Jesus.

Well, then why can't we call the cops?

Fuck. They um...

They killed my brother. They killed Tony.

Fuck.

How?

Fucking gasoline and a match.

Oh my God.

It was fucking bad, man.

You gotta listen to me.

Yeah, yeah, I'm listening.

Jesus.

You're in danger.

Well, what should I do?

Um, okay,

look, is there a back entrance you can get out

from, from, from your office?

Yes.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Right. Can you get a ride with someone?

Linda's here, I'm sure she can give me a ride.

Okay.

Right. So, what I want you to do is leave your car out the front

like a decoy,

and I want you to catch a ride with Linda

and see if you can stay with her.

It should be no problem.

Great.

Um...

And do you have that 38 snub nose?

It's in my purse.

Okay, so if you see anyone shady or suspicious,

don't be afraid to use it.

Trust me, I'll blow their nuts off.

That's my girl.

What about you?

I'm okay, I've got Freddy and Luther working on the case.

Oh, Luther the detective?

No.

No, Luther the hairdresser.

Why does everyone keep asking that question?

Yeah, Luther the detective.

I just hope you know what you're doing.

Yeah um...

There's no precedent for being kidnapped but,

Luther's an ex-cop and Freddy's a marine, so...

I'm scared I'll never see you again.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You know I'm the Houdini of lawyers.

I can slither out of any situation.

All you need to do

is worry about that pretty little ass of yours

- and get yourself safe. - I will.

Um, I'll try calling you in a few hours.

Okay.

Okay.

I love you.

I love you too.

What's happening?

We're here at your mom's street.

- You see something? - Yeah.

Big motherfucker in front of 1214, sitting in the car.

You can see that far from here?

I got 2020 eagle-eye vision.

What's our next move?

You don't need to shout. I'm not deaf.

Sorry.

Well, since I could see that poop butt from way over here

and he could no doubt see me,

we don't wanna arouse any suspicion by abruptly leaving.

So what did we do?

Watch and learn.

Now give me a second,

I'm gonna patch my body cam into the call.

You can do that?

It's a high tech operation, brother.

That's cool.

You got me?

Yeah, I can see.

Yeah, I don't know where you get this stuff.

Trade secret.

Now we're gonna put you on mute while we go check in on Mom.

All right.

But, you guys, watch your asses.

We'll talk to you soon.

All right.

- All right, let's go. - Let's do it.

Can I help you?

Hi, I'm from the Duncan Collection Agency.

I need to speak to a Danny Rivera about late car payments.

I'm sorry, there's no one here by that name.

And you don't own a 2018 Cadillac Escalade?

Why, no. I don't even own a car.

And I don't know anyone named Danny.

Hey there, Mom.

I'm gonna figure this out.

Are you sure?

Danny's not behind that door laughing at me, is he?

I'm positive. I live alone with my cat, Taurus.

Well, you seem like a nice lady,

so I'll take your word for it.

Sorry to have bothered you, ma'am.

It's okay. You're just doing your job.

All right. That's how it's done, fellas.

How what's done?

Avoiding suspicion. You know?

So I'm gonna park this car

on the side street around the corner.

Oh, you think the guy would've been wary if we just left?

A cracker and a brother

poking around in this neighborhood?

Hell yeah, he'd be suspicious.

Shit, I would.

All right, we're gonna park it around here.

All right, this is good.

I got something.

You know how to use one of these?

I was a marine for God's sake, I should hope so.

All right. Don't shoot me in the back.

What are you doing?

Making sure no nosy neighbors hear gun play.

So what do you want me to do?

Someone shoots at you, you shoot back.

That sounds like a plan.

Come on, let's go.

Okay.

Come on, it's funny.

Geez. Come on.

Lighten up.

Oh! No, no. No, no, no. Go back.

There's someone else in there. Come on.

Shit.

Hello, squirrel dick.

Who the hell are you?

I'm collecting for the Red Cross.

Care to donate some blood?

Oh!

Jesus. You shot the prick.

Yeah, just as fast as I could.

Turn around.

Thanks.

You all right, ma'am?

Who are you guys?

I'm Freddy, Joe's friend. Remember?

Oh, yes. I met you at the dinner party.

Yeah. Two years ago, right?

Where's my son?

Bad guys have him now,

but look, you could, you could talk to him here.

Turn around. Turn around.

- Joey, are you okay? - Quickly, turn around!

Oh, he's muted. Hang on.

Luther, there's one in the hallway.

I shot him, Joe.

We're good.

You shot the shit out of him.

Oh shit.

So much for not alerting the neighbors.

So do we wait for the cops?

With two dead gangsters? Fuck no, Lucy.

We have too much explaining to do.

We need to get Mom to a safe place and then go after Joe.

Okay, got it.

All right.

Come on, let's get you out the back door, Ms. Fortune.

You're a nice man for a killer.

Thank you, Ms. Fortune.

Call me Emma.

Thanks, Emma.

Joe, we'll talk to you later.

This way.

The Looten fracking operation in Goose Lake

produces enormous volumes of toxic wastewater,

often containing cancer-causing

and even radioactive material.

Once brought to the surface, this toxic waste poses hazards

to drinking water, air quality, and public safety.

So they now propose to use the same methods

in Farrow County.

Hi, son.

Hi, Mom.

How are you? Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Put Freddy on.

Did you get ahold of Nicky?

Yeah, but I'm really worried about her.

Luther and I can grab her too.

I appreciate that.

Where's she at?

She's just at work, at a college.

We're on our way.

Thanks.

The Looten fracking operation

has polluted groundwater and surface waterways

such as rivers, lakes, and streams.

Texas officials found arsenic, selenium, and strontium

at elevated levels in drinking water wells

close to Looten fracking sites.

Researchers surmised that the Looten fracking operation

has increased pollution in drinking water

by allowing available chemicals to move into groundwater

at higher concentrations,

or through leaks from faulty well construction.

Like in this Looten facility,

wastewater is often stored in open waste pits such as these.

Fuck.

So uh, what do I owe this displeasure, Your Honor?

You really are a despicable sociopath

willing to stop at nothing.

Well, I appreciate the compliment,

but I'm not the asshole who violated all due process

by kidnapping an officer of the court.

Officer of the court.

And killing innocent people along the way.

So, excuse me, Your Honor,

if we have a difference of opinion

on what we both classify as a sociopath.

You sent your associates to make trouble for me.

You threatened my mother, so I did what I had to do.

If you wanna have any real effect on my plans,

you'll have to do better than a washed-up detective.

So the asshole judge is the one who gets it.

How dare you try to alter my plans?

Boo-hoo, Rudolph's all upset

because I won't play his reindeer games.

You know, I've been looking at this Looten Corporation deal.

I mean, if you just came to me like a man

in the beginning, I would've helped you.

Would you have helped me?

You've never helped anyone in your life but yourself.

You've never done a minute of pro bono work

in your so-called career.

So says the pompous asshole hiding behind a mask.

Your helpers

just killed my favorite nephew,

so now you are going to pay.

You killed my brother,

you get what you pay for.

I mean, you reap what you sow.

You fail to grasp the grave situation you're in.

If losing your brother failed to teach you,

perhaps your wife will be more effective.

Yeah.

Well, you're gonna have to get through my associates,

so you better stockpile a shit fucking ton

of body bags, you asshole.

Your disrespect is what got you

in your predicament.

If you had just done what I asked,

we could have avoided a loss of blood.

Oh, wait a sec, Your Honor,

there's something I've got for you.

Oh, let me find it.

Oh, yeah. Here it is.

Fuck and you.

You know, I was just walking along,

minding my own fucking business

until you brought this fucking havoc on me.

All I wanted was a little remorse,

a little humanity from you.

Now you're forcing me to execute Plan B.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

Giving yourself a frontal lobotomy?

You'll find out soon enough, you arrogant prick.

Look, Judge Judy,

do you want me to stop Looten Corporation or not?

Yes. You have three hours left.

So I'd stop wasting time with your bullshit antics.

And then you'll let me go?

I'm nothing if not a man of my word.

Well, it's always a pleasure speaking to you, Your Honor.

Okay, Joe, we're leaving now.

Okay.

Shouldn't we just call campus security?

No, I think the situation's above their pay grade.

Hey, Joe.

Lilly wants you guys to come over

and grill hamburgers again sometime after school.

Hey, sweetie, you tell her it's a date

but right now I just gotta get you both safe, okay?

Okay, so what's the plan?

Luther and Freddy are gonna meet you in the parking lot.

They're on their way. They should be there in a few minutes.

- Okay. - The detective Luther?

He killed those drug dealers.

Yeah, yeah. The Rodriguez brothers.

Yeah, he's a local legend.

Okay, Joe, we're in the parking lot now.

Are Luther and Freddy there?

Not yet.

Okay, let me switch this.

I don't like the look of those guys.

Shit!

Fuck you. Oh, fuck.

Nicky!

I'll kill this bitch.

Nicky, shoot this prick.

Shut up, hoe.

Why don't you put the gun down

and walk away before somebody gets hurt?

How about I shoot you

and your loud mouth fucking friend in the fucking face?

Yeah.

Nicky!

Oh, fuck.

Oh fuck.

You must be Luther the detective.

In the flesh.

You grease this asshole?

Wow.

I'm impressed.

Let's get the ladies outta here.

Let's go.

Oh, shit, Joe! Did you see any of that?

I saw the whole damn thing.

You were beautiful, baby.

Oh my God.

Never a dull moment being your wife, honey.

I'm gonna make it up to you.

You better.

What do you want?

We're here from Looten Industries.

I know who you are. I saw you at the town meeting.

Everybody this side of the county

sold their property for big money.

Well, goodie for them. Your people got my answer.

Well, there's right answers

and there's wrong answers.

Looten's not gonna let

a stupid two bit pig farmer hold up the deal.

- Is that right? - Yeah, that's right.

So make it easy on yourself and take the deal, huh?

600 grand?

That's a pretty good price for this manure pile.

Everything ain't about money.

We've been here for three generations.

Look, don't you want to buy yourself

a new house, a new condo, a new truck down in Florida?

We'll even let you take your favorite goat.

Time for you boys to get off my land.

He's got the message.

Wow. So much for gentle persuasion.

What the fuck?

Oh, whoa.!

Oh, shit.

Fuck. Come on, answer.

Oh, fuck.

What's the good word?

Are the woman folk safe?

They're all at Linda's place.

Good, good, good. There's another hitch.

Yeah? What is it?

I'm on the move.

Whoa. What do you mean?

I think I'm on the back of a big rig or something.

I'm moving at a pretty fast clip.

Wow.

That's weird.

No, it isn't. I should have realized this earlier.

Listen, Joe, Luther's almost got

a bead on your phone, okay?

He uh, he's got some gear in the car.

Okay. How long's that gonna take?

How long before we find Joe?

About 30 minutes.

All right.

All right, 30 minutes.

Okay, just go as fast as you can.

Just don't let too much distance come between us, okay?

Have faith, brother.

Listen, Joe, we're getting you outta there, okay?

We got the girls, now we're coming for you, okay?

You hear me?

Yeah, I hear you.

You still don't know who's doing this, huh?

Well uh,

I was gonna ask one of The Judge's hired thugs,

but uh, it looks like...

Well, unfortunately,

they've all suffered untimely accidents.

Yeah.

Nicky's one badass motherfucker.

Yeah, she's quite a woman.

Yeah, she is.

Um,

Freddy?

I'm here, man.

Thank you.

We're heading east until we reach 285, okay?

By then we'll have your GPS.

Okay.

Okay. I'll be calling you back soon.

And Joe?

Yeah?

This time next week, we'll be laughing at this.

Yeah. Yeah, we will.

After his strong ties to an alternative energy company

called Astro Solar Power were discovered,

Judge Grimes received a five-year suspension

after adjudicating a significant case

against Looten Corporation.

Before this, he had levied heavy fines against Looten,

some deemed disproportionately unfair

by several other county judges.

Judge Grimes, Judge Grimes,

is it true you're one of the primary stockholders

of Astro Solar

and that you've been unfairly fining Looten Corporation?

Young lady,

I'm not going to dignify that ridiculous question.

I have a long history of honest judicial service.

Looten has a terrible history of ecological violations.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

There you have it.

Judge Grimes seemed unwilling

to present us with any details

which would defend his conduct.

Wow.

Hello, Judge Horatio Grimes.

Motherfucker.

Hey, babe.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm with Linda and your mom.

Yeah, Freddy told me.

Are they all right?

Yeah,

they're watching TV and Lilly's doing her homework.

Hi, Joe.

Or not. Is your homework done?

Maybe.

Are you still coming over for burgers?

You promised me you'd tell me the rest of that joke.

Oh, no, he will not.

Hey, hey, you know what?

I really want to come over there,

but I'm just a little tied up at work,

but I'll be there as soon as I can, okay?

Okay. Hurry up.

Okay, go back to your mom. Joe and and I gotta finish up.

Bye, Joe.

And do your homework.

Make me!

Oh, geez.

Hey, look um, I don't have much time.

The batteries are running low on this thing

and, yeah, we gotta keep moving.

Okay, what can I do?

I need you to call Melanie at the office

and get her to get the address, the home address,

for one Judge Horatio Grimes.

Who's he?

He's the asshole who's kidnapped me.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm about 99% sure.

Okay, I'll get right on it.

Thanks. And just do it as quick as you can.

How are you holding up?

Yeah um, I'm okay. I'm, I'm, I'm fine.

It's gonna be great.

I gotta go.

Okay.

Well, hello, Your Honor.

Mr. Fortune.

How do you like being a man that's going places?

Well...

Yeah, I like to travel.

Still keeping your sense of humor.

Always.

Hmm.

Have you heard of the one about the judge

who was suspended for improper conduct on the bench?

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

Didn't you say you were kicked off the bench

for trying to do the right thing?

I told you that didn't concern you.

Hmm.

It didn't take me much digging

until I found a man with a vested interest in solar power.

This former bench officer abused his judicial power

in his pursuit for his own personal gain.

Solar power is the right thing to do.

It's cleaner and safer energy.

Objection, Your Honor.

Hearsay.

So doesn't all solar power require batteries?

And don't these batteries require lithium and cobalt,

all sourced from those wonderful slave trade mines

in the Congo?

And are these batteries,

these pesky little things, even recyclable?

Hmm?

Horatio?

Judge Horatio Grimes.

Hello?

Are you there?

Hmm, is the computer frozen

or is there a rolling blackout perhaps?

It's vultures like you that hold back real progress.

Progress? Your view on progress

is sending this economy down the shitter.

You're a very clever man, Mr. Fortune,

but not as clever as you think.

Really?

Your little slip up the other day

didn't take me much time to find you.

I told you before, I'm a very wealthy man

and can live where I please.

Bully for you.

I have Cayman and Swiss bank accounts.

I could be out of the States within the hour.

Once I go underground, they'll never catch me.

Ah, okay. Well, never say never.

Perhaps we could work on some arrangement.

There's no reason why we can't work something out.

And what would that be?

Well, I could scrap the Looten deal

and you can send all your wonderful little people

into the valley to sell your solar power packages.

And this, this little conversation

never needs to be heard by anybody.

How are you gonna scrap the deal?

Well, besides the information I've discovered from you,

I have some of my own personal information.

Something I can give the press?

That's right.

At the moment, it's on a need-to-know basis,

and right now, I need to know and you don't.

And besides, it's my bargaining chip.

And what's the other?

For the pain and suffering that you've put me through

and the fact that,

you killed my brother, Tony,

I would like you to transfer $3 million

from your Cayman Island account into my account.

And besides, you're always reminding me

of what an amoral person I am and how filthy rich you are.

I'd have your word of honor

that you won't report me to the authorities?

Yeah.

I say that bygones be paid off bygones.

The $3 million will be enough

to sufficiently dull the ax that I had to grind.

But uh...

Well, right now, you are taking me somewhere

where I do not want to go.

Yes, clearly.

A prospect that delights the imagination.

Well, I mean,

you don't have to do this if you don't want to do it.

You can continue on your crazy vendettas.

We can keep carrying all this crazy stuff on

and I'll just set Luther onto your ass

and he'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth

like the mangy fucking mutt that you are.

Or, just let it go.

We can make some money

and stop this stupid vendetta you have against me.

All right, let's entertain your proposal.

How do you wanna do this?

Just get this truck to pull over

at the next diner or cafe.

I'll let my men know about my whereabouts.

And then once I know everything's okay,

I'll call the reporters and the news outlets

and give them all the dirt on Looten Corporation.

I'm with you so far.

And then you transfer $3 million into my account

within the hour.

Bravo.

You make it sound so easy and practical.

Thank you. Thank you, Your Honor.

I mean, it's much nicer to have me working for you

then against you, don't you think?

I'm going to agree to your deal, Mr. Fortune,

but if you screw me, it's not gonna be pretty.

No, I mean, you found me once before,

you'll find me again so, you know...

You can bet your life on it.

You're my client, and I protect my clients.

Like you're protecting Looten?

Looten?

Oh, those horrible environmental killing corporate entities.

No way. They've got what's coming to them.

Of course.

Um,

I'd love to sit and chat,

but I have logistical arrangements to make.

Sounds good. I'll let you get on with it.

I'll call after I speak with my driver

and determine a rendezvous point.

Nice doing business with you.

Joe, we're on your trail, okay?

Luther's got a GPS signal on you.

Where am I?

You're headed down Highway 25, just north of Greenville.

Okay, just come as fast as you can.

I made a deal with this asshole.

I'm cutting you in with the proceeds.

Well, I'd do this for nothing,

but a bonus is not unwelcome.

How's quarter of a million sound?

Beautiful, baby.

I know who the guy is.

Who is he?

I can't say, it's part of the deal but,

if he double crosses me, you'll be the first to know.

Yeah, so I can burn him.

Yeah. My thoughts exactly.

Listen, why is your driver still out on the move

if you have a deal?

Ah, Judge said something about a rendezvous point.

I don't know.

All right, well, we'll do our best to catch up,

but we gotta make up some time.

At least 30 minutes.

Okay, just go as fast as you can.

All right. Over and out.

Hey, baby. Did you get the address?

I sure as hell did. You ready?

Okay, cool. Lay it on me.

309 Kingsland Street.

What?

All right. Thanks, baby.

Okay. Hey, Joe, I gotta run.

Linda says there's some suspicious activity out fro.

Okay, you just be careful, all right?

Don't worry, I still got the gat.

That's my girl.

Love you.

What's the good word?

Freddy, put Luther on.

Luther.

Yeah, what's up?

You got some guys you can send over

to offer someone some persuasion?

What's the objective?

Well, my kidnapper is meant to be putting

$3 million into my account, so...

Whoo! Damn, boy.

Dang reverse ransom.

Yep, and you're getting a nice slice of this pie.

Yeah, you know I take care of you, brother.

So you got people you can send over now?

I got a couple of goons on speed dial.

Great. Well, they gotta hustle.

What's the address?

It's 309 Kingsland.

Who's the party?

Just ask for The Judge.

All right. Here comes The Judge, baby.

Thank you.

All right, Mr. Fortune,

I've complied with your instructions.

As you see, the truck has stopped.

Okay, so where am I?

You're at a rest stop just outside of Greenville.

It's on the west side of Highway 25.

All right, I'll let my men know.

You do that.

And what about the money?

Well, that's what I'm going to arrange

when I finish our little chat.

What about your call to the media?

That's the next call I'm gonna make.

All righty then.

In less than an hour, you'll be a $3 million richer.

Hmm. Best day's work I've ever done.

Exacted at a high cost.

Your brother,

my nephew.

Tataglia lost his son. I lost a son.

You're a little glib.

Hey, $3 million cuts a lot of blood ties.

So um, what else do you need?

I need your account number for the wire transfer.

Sure.

There you go.

Very well.

You should have your money in the next 30 minutes.

Okay. Well, it's a pleasure doing business.

Hello, this is Joe Fortune. I need to speak to Tom Delgado.

Joe Fortune, what's going on?

Yeah, Tom, now you've being following

the Looten Corporation's deal

as they're moving into the valley?

Yeah, we're keeping an eye on it.

Unfortunately, we've heard some bad things.

Yeah. Well, you've heard right.

Can I get you to make a statement about it?

Yeah. Can you keep it confidential?

I protect my sources. What do you have?

Well, I have something that's gonna blow

the lid off this whole situation.

I'm listening.

Why aren't you answering?

Hey, this is Nicky.

Hey, Nicky.

Leave a message after the beep

and I'll call you back.

Nicky, you gotta call me back straight away.

Shit.

Motherfucker!

Son of a bitch.

What the fuck is going on?

What the fuck are you doing, Horatio?

I held up my end of the bargain, now you hold up yours.

What the fuck are you doing?

Just get me outta here.

Get me the fuck outta here!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Get me out of here!

Hello?

Joe, It's Luther.

Yeah, I know, I'm on the move again.

We're on it and we're closing the gap.

That's not why I called.

Why? What's going on?

Your boy, The Judge, he's on the move.

Did your men go to his house?

Yeah.

His housekeeper said he left for Rio de Janeiro

about 10 minutes before we got there.

Did they search the place?

Oh, yeah. With a fine tooth comb.

He's gone.

Oh, shit.

I thought I had him.

He's played me. Fuck.

It looks that way, brother.

It's time for a hostile takeover.

All right, what have you got in mind?

We catch up to you, pull alongside,

and get the driver to stop, or shoot his ass.

Okay. Sounds good.

What's my name?

Luther, the detective.

And have I ever let you down?

No.

Anything else?

Um,

yeah.

I'm pretty worried about Nicky.

Can you get one of your guys to swing by Linda's place

just to check on them?

I'll call and have 'em swing by.

Okay.

Thanks.

We'll call you when we're in striking distance.

Okay. Great.

FBI Atlanta office. You got Agent Shapir.

Yeah, this is Joe Fortune.

I've been kidnapped. I being held in some cargo container.

I'm heading north, Highway 25 to Asheville.

Joe Fortune, the criminal attorney?

No, Joe Fortune the fucking cabaret singer.

Yeah, the fucking lawyer.

Ask a stupid question...

Yeah, look, I don't do criminal law anymore, okay?

You got some people off I was trying to put away.

Is that gonna be a problem?

I'll treat you like anybody else.

That's good to know.

Is the kidnapper asking for a ransom?

What difference does it make?

Well, it helps to know if it's about the ransom.

No, he doesn't want a ransom.

He just wants to fucking kill me.

All right, well, do you know who's got you?

Yeah, I do. It's one Judge Horatio Grimes.

You've been kidnapped by Horatio Grimes,

the Taylor County Circuit Court Judge?

Yeah. You know him?

Our office had him under investigation.

Well, that's good to know.

But kidnapping seems like a stretch.

How do you know it's him?

Because I've just been Skyping with him all morning.

Skyping?

Well, that seems a bit chummy for a kidnapper and his victim.

Yeah, I don't care what it seems like.

I mean, that's what's fucking been happening.

Jesus.

Are you sure it's Grimes?

Yes, I'm sure. I know what he looks like.

So if it's not a ransom, what does he want?

All right, his goal is extortion.

He wants me to stop the Looten Corporation's deal

in Farrow County.

Well, that makes sense.

That's what got him in trouble before.

Yeah.

Well, I'd like to talk about this more,

but right now, time is of the essence.

I'm listening.

Okay.

So he's already killed my brother, kidnapped my mother,

and now he's after my wife.

I've got hired detectives working for me.

Why didn't you call me sooner?

Because it only just happened.

And besides, he threatened to kill everyone I love

if I talked to the authorities.

But look, I just need you to focus on one thing, okay?

And what's that?

All right, the hired detectives

have been to his house in Taylor County,

they spoke to his housekeeper

and she said that he's flown out to Rio de Janeiro.

Do you know approximately when?

Yeah, it was 20 minutes ago.

So could you send some agents out to the airport,

maybe even check the private airports?

We can notify TSA

and get people out to the smaller airports,

but he has a solid head start.

Okay. How long is it gonna take?

I'd say within a half hour.

There's only one thing.

What's that?

How do you know he's headed for South America?

Because I just told you,

his housekeeper just told, told my guys.

You must know that's probably bullshit.

Shit.

He's fucking flown the coop.

Dammit!

He fucking knew I'd call the authorities

as soon as I found out.

All right, well, I'm gonna roll the dice

and commit all resources that I can.

I'll get agents out to the airports post-haste.

Maybe we'll get lucky.

Thank you.

And I'm gonna get somebody on Highway 25,

set up a road stop for all trucks entering North Carolina.

Yeah, yeah, that's good.

I'll let you get onto it.

I'll reach out to you again shortly.

Okay. Yeah, I'll be here.

Hang in there, Joe.

Yeah. Not like I can do anything else.

Fuck.

Hey, wh-wh, what's, what's happening?

I've got terrible news, Joe.

Oh, no. What's happened?

Your mother's dead.

- What? - Linda too.

Oh my God.

Oh, fuck.

What about Nicky?

She's gone.

What? What do you mean gone?

Gone as in missing? Gone as in dead?

I don't know. I don't know. She's...

I have no idea where she's at. Maybe she got out.

Oh, yeah.

No, no, she would have got out with Lilly.

Yeah.

Um...

What?

Fuck. Er...

Oh, fuck.

Tell me Lilly's okay. Please tell me Lilly's okay.

I'm sorry, Joe.

Motherfucker!

I'm living in a fucking nightmare, Freddy.

You gotta get me outta here.

Listen, we're three minutes away, okay?

You need to ready yourself.

Yeah. Yeah. I'm ready.

I'm ready.

We're gonna get you out, Joe. You hear me?

Yeah.

And when we do,

I'm gonna hunt down that motherfucker Horatio Grimes

to the ends of the fucking earth.

And I'm gonna be with you every step of the way.

Luther too.

When I find him, I'm gonna kill him real fucking slow.

And I'm gonna help you butcher him.

He's gonna kill Nicky.

Joe, you don't know that.

That motherfucker said he was gonna take everything I loved

away from me.

And he's already done that.

It's too soon to give up.

What did I ever do to this guy?

Listen, Joe,

you're a good man.

You've done your best.

Yeah, and I'm managing jack-fucking-squat.

You listen to me, Joe.

We're gonna get you out of this

and then I'm gonna help you get through this shit.

Yeah.

We're veering off the side of the highway.

Luther says you're not moving anymore.

Yeah.

Yeah, I didn't even notice.

I'm gonna switch this to body cam.

I want this recorded for the authorities.

Brace yourself in case this gets rough.

Okay, I'm ready.

After we get out, we'll go look for Nicky. You hear me?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Freddy,

you're all I got left.

I'm sticking with you like glue.

I got you in my ear, Joe.

You got me?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can see you here.

I don't see any movement.

You're just parked on the side of the road.

Okay.

Whoever's driving this thing, just kill that motherfucker.

With pleasure.

Yeah.

Let's do it. You ready?

Yeah, let's go.

Hey.

Where's the driver?

They ditched the truck.

I don't, just, I don't get it. Just get me outta here.

Shit.

I don't like this vibe, brother.

Something don't feel right.

I don't care, just get me outta here.

We just gotta go find Nicky.

All right, Joe, we're coming to get you.

I'm gonna go get some bolt cutters.

Go.

And when we do, Luther, we're gonna go out and drink

the most largest quantities of alcohol

and wash this whole fucking day off of us.

Guys, come on. Why aren't are the doors opening?

Come on, open 'em up.

Get me outta here!

Fuck!

What?

I'm sorry, brother.

It looks like they spoofed your signal.

Shit! We've been chasing the wrong truck the whole time.

I have no idea where you are, man. None at all.

Wait. Just, just get me outta here.

What? Shit!

Freddy? Fuck!

Shit!

Luther!

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

Fuck no!

Luther, just hang in there, please. The FBI are coming.

Just...

So this is the famous Luther, the detective.

I would say he is more well-known than famous.

Hey, Mr. Lawyer-man, I just wanna let you know

that The Judge has officially put you in contempt of court.

Fuck!

It's gonna be a life sentence.

You motherfucker!

All right. He's got the message.

I know who you are,

I saw you at the town meeting.

Yeah, that's right.

So make it easy yourself and take the deal, huh?

He's got the message.

He's got the message.

Fuck.

What the fuck?

Yeah?

Joe, it's Shapiro. You all right?

I'm alive, but that's about it.

I assume your guys haven't found you.

They didn't make it.

I'm sorry to hear that, Joe.

Any luck with the airports?

We found the correct airport.

That's great.

Yeah, but we were too late.

The son of bitch a took a private jet to Rio.

So much for bullshit.

Can you um, track the plane?

Could if they had a transponder on.

Next move would be extradition.

Yeah.

I'll be dead by then.

Don't give up hope yet.

I got my tech people

attempting to track your cell right now.

Okay.

Um...

So the uh, The Judge kidnapped my wife today.

Can you get some of your agents to try and find her?

Yes. We'll do everything we can to find--

Dear Joe.

It was quite a day, bantering back and forth,

negotiating with you.

For a while, you were quite a challenging adversary.

I was even considering releasing you

until you attempted to blackmail me.

No, please.

It wasn't the amount you asked for, it was the principle.

That's why I pretended to make a deal with you.

Please, don't... Nicky, please.

- And I've now betrayed you, - Please.

which I trust will make your pain and despair

much more acute.

No, no. Please!

Though I'm sure, nothing can compare

to what you are watching now.

Please. I'm so sorry.

Nicky, I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.