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Bixell Correctional Facility Bedford,NY

Smile,okay?

Everything's going to be fin

Smile,okay? Everything's gonna be fine.

Okay? Everything's going to be fine.

Lilah.

Warden wants to see you.

Let's go.

Move your ass.

Did you bring it,baby?

Hell yes.

Don't go anywhere.

I wouldn't dream of it.

I could barely sleep last ght.

I like the sound of that.

Boy,was I looking forward
to coming to work today.

Almost ready...

I think I'm gonna need a ruler.

Where the hell did you get that from?

Another friend.

That's my son. Yeah.

And if you want to see
him outside of a pine box,

I need to be in town in a half hour.

Try me,Eddie.

Even if I wanted to,how in the hell...

Well,I've already thought of that.

There's a Scared Straight program
over at the visiting block.

It ends in ten minutes. Let's go.

Move your ass.

*****

Eventually you're going
to get caught,Lilah.

I am going to have a drink in my hand

and my toes in the sand,that's
what's going to happen.

Don't worry,I'll send you a postcard.

Now,go keep those other guards
busy,or your kid's toast.

Excuse me,and you are...?

Get me into town. Any problems,and
I'll stick you like a pig.

Smile. Okay?

Everything's gonna be fine.

****

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breakout.kings
Season 01 Episode 05

Maybelle Minimum
Security Priosn Hudson,NY

The women had their
right breasts cut off.

It's from Greek mythology.

Am-a-zos,
"without breast."

They had it removed to better
facilitate shooting a bow and arrow.

That is how the female
warriors got their name,

not because they lived
in the Amazon jungle.

You child.

Call.

Three queens.

What a dick.

Lloyd. Yes.

Let's go. Our work
release van is leaving.

Just pop it into neutral,there,Slick.

Daddy needs to fill his pockets.

Full house.

Threes and twos.

Jinx.

You are a jinx,man!
Van's leaving. Come on.

All right,gentlemen.

You heard the man.

I will see you around the
gaming tables. I have to go.

I want my money.

Amen to that,brother. And
I will absolutely pay you.

You been serving that
horseradish for two weeks now.

I want it tonight,in my prison account.

Or I'm going to kill you.

Whoa. Whoa,man,that...

sounds an awful lot like
a maximum security threat,

and last I checked,we were in a
decidedly minimum security establishment.

I will drive myself back to a max house

before I let a mouthy-ass
white boy disrespect me.

How the hell did you
get into Maybelle,man?

I found Jesus.

Oh! Well,was it not Luke who said,

"But love thy enemy,be good to him,

and lend him without expecting..."

Luke don't owe me 800 bucks.

Dead.

Lilah Tompkins was five
years into a 25-year

mandatory minimum for
killing her second husband.

She stabbed him 48 times.

First husband got killed in a house fire

which she was a suspect
in,but never convicted of.

This woman is extremely dangerous.

Jules,pull up her visitation log.

Already put in a request.

Our only lifeline's
her 14-year-old son,

who's currently in
foster care in New Jersey.

The FBI's at the family's house just
in case Lilah tries to reach out to him.

Says here Lilah was,uh,raised in
foster care herself from age 12 on.

How'd she get out of Bixell?

Threatened a guard's son.

Turned out to be a bluff--
she never even had the kid.

Guard's on his way in.

- Lloyd. Pay attention?
- I am.

Okay. How old's the runner's daughter?

She is three.

It's a son,and he's 14.

-Pay attention!
- Noted.

My old cellie finished her time
at Bixell. She's out now,but,

uh,she'd give me whatever scoop
she's got on this Lilah chick.

Would you call her for us,please?

Eddie Vaughn?

Yeah.

Lilah's property.

- Could you step over here,please?
-***

Ray?

Yeah. It's Teresa.

Tell her I'll call her back.

Who's Teresa?

Don't worry about it.

Okay,listen up. This convicted
killer has four hours on us.

Can we step it up?

Hey,you-you,uh,saw
that card game,right?

There were some world-class
cheaters at that table,man.

What do you want?

I got zoomed. Okay,I got taken.

The born-again thug,who is
apparently a complete fraud,

he said that if I don't pay him
$800,he's going to cap my ass.

So I was...

I was wondering if maybe

you could,like...

jack him up,or... you
know,I don't know,like...

get him to recognize...

Okay. This is what I'm
going to do for you. Okay.

Zero.

You're on your own.

Thanks.

You weren't banging Lilah.

Nope. I'm telling you,I brought that
outfit in because she threatened my family.

I don't know,Eddie,it's just...

"Sexy teacher outfit"
seems like an odd request.

The answer is no,okay?
Look,I'm a married man.

I take my job serious,so how 'bout
you stop asking me that question?

All right,relax.

So,uh... any nicknames that the
female inmates at Bixell called you?

None that I know of.

"Ponytail Holder"? Doesn't ring a bell?

- Guards get called names,that's all part of the job.
- Right.

All right,well,we're not investigating
possible sexual misconduct

between guards and inmates
at Bixell Penitentiary. Yet.

So why don't you get
straight with us about Lilah,

and if you do,guess what?

You never have to
talk to us again,dummy.

My wife has been going
through some health things.

We haven't been intimate... Look.

The teacher's outfit.

You brought that in
voluntarily,true or false?

Yeah,but I sure as hell didn't know

she was going to use it to escape.

Did you give her the cell phone?

No,another "friend" gave it
to her,that's what she said.

And how did she get a photo of your son?

I swear to God I don't know.

Who else was in her life?

I don't...

Maybe this one guy... I...

There were a lot of
lawyers visiting her,

trying to get her conviction overturned,

or that's who Lilah said they were.

Then,one day,I seen her
kiss this guy on the mouth.

So I look into him.

Name is Lucas Harold. Some loser who
manages a go-cart track out in Hempstead.

- Any pillow talk about what she'd
want to do if she ever got out?

She never mentioned
going to see her kid?

No,she never talked about it.

When I walked her out,

she said that she was going to be on
a beach real soon,drinking a cocktail.

And that she'd send me a postcard.

Lilah subscribed to
two travel magazines,

and had a travel guide to the Caribbean.

Let's go,let's go.

Okay,Port Authority,train
stations,airports,cruise ships,

make sure you send her mug
shot to ever single one of them.

Also send it out to every U.S. Embassy
in every country that has a beach on it.

And,uh...go through the travel mags.

See if there are any pages
that have been dog-eared,

torn out just go through all of 'em.

Hempstead,New York

Hey,those kids up there on the track.

There's something off
with their body language.

Two teen males? Yeah,yeah.
They're hiding something.

I should probably go
poke around a skosh,huh?

Yeah. Erica,go with him.

Lucas Harold?

Yeah. US Marshals.

When's the last time you
heard from Lilah Tompkins?

Why?

Something happen to Lilah?

I-I mean you wouldn't be here unless...

She escaped from Bixell six hours ago.

Holy crow. Well,is she okay?

Relax,we're looking for her now.

Holy crow.

- How do you know her?
- Well...

We met through this
prison pen pal program.

We're in love.

In love?!

My bad.

What is up,young bloods? Hey.

About to take a couple
lap-arooskis around the old track?

Yeah.

You want to put a
little wager on it,man?

- How much?
- 800 bucks.

- Dude,what?
- 700 bucks.

What? Are you trying to screw this up?

I owe money back at Maybelle,and
if I don't come up with it I'm dead.

And this is your problem,too,

because remember,if
any one of us screws up,

we all go back,sentences doubled.

No,I'm pretty sure it's if
one of us tries to escape,

we all get sent back.

There's nothing about getting
killed over prison debts.

***

Mother. Where have you been?

- Did you buy her a car?
-No.

- A house?
- No.

- Vacation spot?
- No.

Look,I-I manage a
go-cart track,sir.

It's not like I have,you
know,vacation property.

You give money to one of her relatives?

No. Did you share a bank account?

Yes or no? Yes.

Can you access that
bank account from here?

Of course.

Really,I think it makes perfect sense.

You have money. You're
aged. You don't need it.

I don't have money. I'm young.

I freakin' need it,Mom.

Why don't you sell your
comic book collection?

Oh,you're obviously soused now.

I'm not. Really? Then prove it.

Count backwards from a hundred.

Take responsibility in
life,Lloyd. Just do it.

Ouch! Eight grand!

I really thought she loved me.

Okay,Julianne,thanks. Can
you text me the address?

So Lilah drained this guy's bank account

from a branch at a mall up in Valley
Stream about 20 minutes from here.

Anything with the kids out there?

Goose egg.

All right,let's go. Thank you.

Marry me.

Baby!

Oh,you just made me the
happiest girl in the world.

That's so sweet.

We've got to call my mom.

She's gonna be so happy and surprised.

She never thought it was gonna happen.

She's gonna be so happy for us.

Thank you.

Valley Stream Mall
Valley Stream, Long Island

- May I help you?
-Yeah.

This woman withdrew some money from
the bank at the other end of the mall.

Have you seen her?

No,I haven't,sorry.

How much if I run a game
of eight-ball on that table?

How much money?

No,jockstraps. Yes,how much money?

I'll do it twice. I will
do it twice in a row.

Sir,this is a store.

There's no gambling
allowed in the store.

Whatever.

May I help you?

Hey,how you doing? Um...

did you see this woman here today?

I mean,did this woman happen to come...

Sir?

Sir? Hmm?

She was here.

We should give a heads
up to local motels

'cause,judging from the gear she bought,

they're about to get to it.

Anything on the guy she was with?

Oh,heavyset. Other than that,she
didn't really notice him.

You guys,I'm now convinced

that Lilah has Narcissistic
Personality Disorder,

subtype Manipulative Narcissist.

Grandiose,expects deference from others,

usually rooted in
their defense as a child

against a cold and unsympathetic
parent. It's textbook.

Okay,somebody say it,please.

You just described yourself,Lloyd.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You guys done playing grab ass,

or do you want to get your
heads in the game? Thanks.

Charlie,it's tough for me to
pin down what her actual plan is.

It could be a quick tryst at a motel,

'cause I doubt she'd be settling down

with another dupe unless
that dupe is the guy

that's gonna get her to
the beach for that cocktail.

Time of purchase on the
receipt said 45 minutes ago.

She could be anywhere by now.

You know,maybe they hung around a
bit after they bought that stuff.

I tell you what,I'll
just go back and ask.

Maybe not,Shea.

Lilah and the guy she was with
shopped at a couple stores down.

They bought 250 bucks in merchandise.

All clothing for a teen male.

For her son.

Frankin Laks,New Jersey

U.S. Marshals.

Must be happy hour.

What are you doing here,dingus?
We own this fugitive.

Not if she crosses state
lines to see her kid.

In which case,we'll take the collar.

The question is,what the
hell are you doing here,Ray?

Working. What do you
think I'm doing,genius?

Right. It's the "Use a fugitive
to catch a fugitive" deal.

I thought that was a bad rumor.

We're here to talk to her son Taylor.

Lilah was recently buying
clothes for a teenage boy.

Yeah,well... Ah-ah.

The kid has not been
in contact with Lilah,

if that's what you're here for.

You could have called and found out.

No offense,but we're
gonna ask ourselves.

And you might want to lower that
hand or I can lower it for you.

Foster parents' names
are Derek and Kitty.

Thank you.

Wow. What a crew.

That's a whole lot of
bluster there,buddy.

You sure you're not
overcompensating for something?

You want to find out?

How often do you see your mom,Taylor?

Once a year,on her birthday.

Phone calls?

Once a year,on my birthday.

We've told Lilah she's welcome to
call as much as she wants,but...

- Have either of you been in contact with her recently?
- No.

But we recently moved to
terminate Lilah's parental rights

and officially adopt Taylor.

You're thinking that could've been
the trigger to make her want to escape?

It's hard to say. Are you daft?

Of course it's the trigger.

It's all about winning
and losing with this woman.

And I guarantee you--
We get it,really.

Taylor,your mom might
try to contact you.

If she does,I'll let you know.

Just as long as you don't hurt her.

We promise.

We'll try our best.

Folks,if it's okay,I'd like
to talk to Taylor in private.

Sorry.

There's a phenomenon known
as the Attachment Theory,

which is basically what it sounds like.

In fact,I can't believe the guy got
published coining a term that self-evident.

But the point is that
children can forgive

and look past a lot when
it comes to their parent.

Even if that parent is a
very,very imbalanced mother.

How old are you? Fourteen.

Okay,when I was your age,

my mother used to duct
tape oven mitts to my hands

at night to keep me from masturbating.

Which was such a violation,and
it didn't work,by the way,

and I started to harbor
a lot of resentment,

yet here I am still
making excuses for her.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I don't believe you

when you say you'll notify
us if your mom contacts you.

Hey,I empathize. But
Taylor,you have to know

there's a price you pay for
covering for an unfit mom:

it's your own self-worth.

You seem like a well-adjusted young
man with good moral development.

Don't let your mom wring that out
of you 'cause of her mistakes,okay?

Here's my cell number,if
you want to talk.

The original Sandman.

Nice.

I've been there,okay?

Oh,my God,it's so good
to finally see you,Jeff.

Dreams really do come true.

I got a call from someone
with the U.S. Marshals.

They want me to come in to talk.

Well,we expected that,right?

Just tell them you visited
me in prison and that's it.

Do you have everything,baby?

I just,I just don't understand

why you need all this when
you could just stay with me.

Well,I am going to stay with
you,baby,for the rest of my life.

First,I need to take
care of a few things.

I'm gonna need the car back tomorrow.

Well,I'm gonna need it longer than that.

I really need it back
tomorrow,sweetheart.

Do you want me to get caught,Jeff?

It's just... Do you?!

Of course not.

Well,it sure as hell sounds like it.

When I do,maybe I'll have to tell the
cops that you provided these things to me.

- Do you want that?
- No.

Well,quit trying to ruin everything.

You'll see me when you see me.

I'm just warning you that I
will not lie to the police,

so when they
do talk to me--

Wrong answer.

Please,no... no...

Good afternoon.

Afternoon?

Uh,these were five of Lilah's repeat
visitors in prison the last two months.

Uh,I have calls in to four
others,but no word back yet.

Turns out Lilah was
an active pen pal-er.

Uh,another trait of the
manipulative narcissist?

They love getting things over on people.

Did we get the mug shot
out? We missing anything?

Yes. Uh,yes,it-it is out.

No word on missing anything.

Milt Langley? Yeah.

Follow us.

What do we have here?

A little rebel fetish,you guys,huh?

Bunch of dream lovers using fantasy
projection to wish away reality,huh?

Grabbing on the only chance
to control a relationship

because the inmate needs
you more than you need them?

Sound about right,maybe?

Leave 'em alone.

Oh,they're fine. It's
not just pen pal-ers.

Same dynamic and attributes apply to
all the millions of losers in chat rooms

around the world. It's very common.

She should never have been
in prison to begin with.

Her jerk of a husband was abusive,and

Lilah was a battered woman who
got out the only way she knew how.

By stabbing him 48 times?

Looks like she's good for
the body we found in the park.

Another one of the
schmucks that loved her.

Or how about her first husband,

who she turned into a
crispy critter one night?

Come on,man. Wake up!

When was the last time you saw her?

Two weeks ago.

She broke up with me.

For no reason.

She didn't try to contact you today?

No.

I really thought we were in love.

So,we'll be in touch,Milton.

Okay. All right.

Help you?

Gabe Prescott.

I got a call to report here.

That's right. This way,Gabe.

Gabe?

Let's go.

Rebel fetish isn't the only fetish

that draws men to female inmates.

I think I need to
listen to this interview.

So,Gabe,how'd you know...?

I'm not telling you anything.

This guy don't want to talk.

I guess he's free to go,right?

Sit your ass down.

Were you with her at the
Valley Stream mall today?

Perhaps I was. That's not a crime.

Did you take a photo of that guard's kid

and text it to her in prison?

I took a photo of a kid.

I didn't know what she wanted it for.

And again,not a crime.

Okay,look,Gabe,

all we need is either Lilah's location,

or the phone number to the
cell she has on her. That's it.

You give us that,and
you can leave right now.

Go back to your mother's basement
where you can go play air guitar,

or whatever else you play with.

I don't know where she is,and
you're never gonna find her.

We want the cell phone number.

I can't remember it.

Okay,he's defending
Lilah out of some version

of Stockholm Syndrome,which indicates

that she threatened
his life at some point.

Wrong. Jules,I may need
to borrow a few things.

Listen,Gabe,

do you really want to play
Prince Valiant right now?

Aiding and abetting the escape of a
convicted felon carries ten years mandatory.

She told me that she was
released on her own recognizance.

I had no reason not to believe her.

Naive?

Maybe. But not a crime.

You see those other guys out
there staring at the floor,Gabe?

They pen pal-ed with her,too.

You got played.

I have nothing else to say to you.

Where is she?

Take a walk.

Excuse me?

Go.

I'll tell you the same thing...

Did I give you permission to speak?

No.

Then apologize.

I'm not going to ask you again.

What?!

I'm sorry.

We both know that one
of the foundations of

a slave-mistress relationship is trust.

And discretion.

Lilah's prison jacket has her
listed at five foot two,115 pounds?

There is no reason she would
be buying extra large underwear

at that lingerie store,is there?

No.

So,I am going to show discretion
and earn your trust by not

announcing to my coworkers and yours

that you are currently wearing a pair
of pink lace panties under your jeans.

Do I get a thank you for that?

Thank you.

Thank you,what?

Thank you... Mistress.

Get your hands out
of your pockets,Lloyd.

They're dirty.

I detest dirty boots.

Oh. Uh,uh,uh,uh,uh.

First things first.

Nice wor.. Mistress.

That is Lilah's cell number.

Thanks for the loaner.

********

***

Half hour. Half hour?

How long does it take CPA to
trace phone activity? Half hour?

Okay,look,she's already
got ten hours on us.

We're losing time. Uh,what
haven't we thought of?

Think outside the box.
We need a lead,Jules.

We need a lead! We need a lead!

Hey,Teresa.

Aw,thank you,baby.

Here now?

Tell me you have something,Ray.

Um,actually,that was my daughter.

She's downstairs.

Everything okay? Yeah.

Yeah,fine. I just don't get
to see her as much as I'd like.

You know,her mom is a bit of
a pill when it comes to that.

So,um... I guess I gotta ask

if I could go down
there for five minutes.

Of course,Ray.

No sweat,man.

Mother,I am sorry,okay? Just...

There's a bunch of kisses for you.

Just call me back,okay?

Hey.

Um,hey,how did you read
that Prescott guy like that?

And just don't be coy,just tell me.

The pink undies peeking out
of his pants was a good start.

Oh,yeah.

But I can usually tell what
a guy's into,regardless.

It's all in the eyes.

Really? What,what what am I into then?

Mm. Whatever you can get.

You're desperate.

Yeah,you're good. You're really good.

So that guy in there-- he's kind of
like your-your "bee-yotch," right?

I guess.

Okay,so how about you get
your classy chassis in there

and you command him
to give me 800 bucks?

Your prison debt is not my problem.

Erica,he is going to kill me.

Oh,stop being so dramatic.
What did he actually say?

I am going to kill you.

That ain't good.

Hey.

Tough man to get a hold of today.

Ah,how you doing,angel? Good.

- Good to see you.
- You,too.

Happy birthday.

Oh,thank you.

Look at that.

Is your office doing anything
special for you today?

Yeah,they're blowing
up balloons as we speak.

But it's going okay?

Yeah,I'm actually
working a case right now.

That's why I can't stay too long.

So you're on track
to be a marshal again?

Maybe. If the stars line up.

How long do you think you'll
be at the halfway house?

Hopefully,not too much longer.

Why can't I visit you
there? Too many lowlifes.

Well,why can't I at
least see your office?

Too many lowlifes.

Hey,hey,listen.

It's okay,really.

I'm just trying to get it all back.

But sometimes I don't feel like I...

I deserve to get it back,

with taking the money and all,you know?

But you do deserve it,Dad.

No,all I know for sure is... I got you.

And believe me when I tell you,

that's all I give a damn about.

Charlie?

Call history came in on Lilah's phone.

Anything? Uh,yeah.

You're not gonna believe who
she's been in contact with.

Oh,man.

Don't worry about that stuff.

What do you want?

Feedback came in on Lilah's cell phone.

We're heading there now. How's it going?

Hi,I'm Teresa,Ray's daughter.

Got to go,Ray.

Yeah,hold up a sec.

Thank you for the cake.

So,I'll talk to you soon? Definitely.

Come here.

Don't ever do that.

I don't want cons around my family.

Hey,you left your cell phone on
your desk,and Charlie told me to...

Did you hear what I said?

Did you hear what I said?

Whatever,boss.

Where's the kid? He's
upstairs taking a nap.

He's not feeling too well.

What the hell's going on?

He's been in communication with his mom.

Great. Good job,Stoltz.

She got what she wanted.

Now there's no move to anticipate.

Our job just got ten times harder.

We didn't have the kid under house
arrest. We're just here to protect him.

This is protecting him?!

You better take it
down a peg,Zancanelli.

I only take heat from a real marshal.

Enough!

When was the last time you saw him?

Half hour ago. Let's go.

Thank you,Jules.

No signal on either phone.

She must have pulled out the batteries.

All right,what do we already know?

Lilah used three guys to
get to where she is now.

If I had unlimited women on the outside,

I wouldn't stop using
them,especially now.

She's got her son,she needs
to build a nest somewhere.

Why not get some sucker to pay for it?

Is the kid in there,Lloyd?

Just browsing.

What you got,Jules?

Lucas Harold,the go-kart
guy-- um,nothing from him.

Gabe Prescott,the guy
who licked my boots--

uh,nothing,really,in terms of property.

Hold on.

Okay,the first guy you
interviewed,Milt Langley--

he owns rental properties
throughout Jersey.

- Maybe him?
- No,we talked to him.

He says she broke it off with him.

He seemed believable.

Maybe we were wrong.

Orasell,New Jersey

Hey,baby.

My son,Taylor.

Taylor,say hi.

Shake the man's hand.

Hi. Hi.

There you go.

Say,did the police contact you?

Uh,yeah,U.S. Marshals did.

And?

Well,I told them I didn't
know where you were.

Beautiful.

Now,baby,I need a huge favor.

We need to stay in one of
your houses for a few weeks.

You know,some place real quiet.

Lilah,you broke up with me.

I know. I needed you to be
convincing if the cops reached out.

Baby,I love you.

I would never want to be away from you.

Didn't I,didn't I say to you
that you you had to trust me?

Didn't you swear to me that you would?

Look,I'll make it up to you,okay?

We'll do all those
things we talked about.

Lilah,I saw the other guys.

The pen pals. Oh...

Did the marshals tell you that?

They were lying.

No. You lied to me.

Mom,let's just go.

Shut up.

Baby,I would never lie to you.

I'm sorry.

You're gonna have to leave.

We've got nowhere else to go,Milt.

Hey,I'm asking you to leave.

Okay? Just go.

Or I'll call the cops.

Mom? Please.

Mom! You're gonna do what,Milt?

Mom,please.

Just put the gun down.
You're gonna do what?

Please,Mom,no! No!

Anything?

No,just a flier for the WNBA.

Are you joking?

The WNBA is still around?

You can't be serious.

They've been around
for the last 12 years.

You don't get the sports page in prison?

Hey,guff it up.

I love the Washington Mystics.

Yeah. You would. I do.

Hey,guys. Yeah?

Another trait of the
Manipulative Narcissist

is the inability to lose gracefully.

Her fantasy's collapsed,so she's lost.

She's coming unhinged.

Looks like a small caliber pistol.

Entry wound,no exit wound.

This is empty.

-Hello?
-Is this the professor guy?

Taylor?

My mom shot someone.

She's got a gun and she's
talking a lot of crazy stuff.

I think her plan fell apart.

Where are you now?

Some trailer park the guy she shot owns.

I don't know.

I'm just worried about
her and I don't know

what to do because
she won't listen to me.

Uh,what is shsaying?

Stuff like it's over.

Taylor? I need you.

Don't leave me alone.

- I got to go.
- Taylor,listen to me.

You need to get out of that house.

Your mother might be suicidal and if
you stay,you might get hurt,as well.

Taylor!

Taylor!

Taylor,what are you doing?

Taylor...

Taylor!

I can't just leave her.

Taylor!

***

Toms River,New Jersey

All right. Langley owns 85.

All right,we got to be real
careful about this,guys.

The key is to get
Lilah away from her son,

so she doesn't have a
chance to take him out,too.

When I did bounty work with my dad,

we did plenty of
extractions in trailer parks.

I mean, I've got some ideas.

We can go in first and... Listen.

If it comes down to a negotiation,
do not let her see you lying.

A person with her disorder
can't stand being manipulated.

Did you just say "bounty work"?

Please just put the gun down. It's over.

They're going to find his
body. There's no other way out.

There's always another way out.

Lilah Tompkins,this
is the U.S. Marshals.

I don't want to be
separated from you again.

Do you want to be separated from me?

No...

Then I have a plan.

Where we can both...

Where we can both be together forever.

I have some good news.

Milt Langley survived the shooting.

He will not press charges.

Talk about the guard thing.

Eddie Vaughan admitted
that he helped you escape.

In exchange for your testimony
against him,you will not face charges.

What do they think? I'm some dumb skank?

Mom,just turn yourself in.

You're lying to me! Mom! Please!

It's over. There's no other way out.

You're lying to me.

That is correct.

Gun!

Put the gun down,lady.

Lilah,you don't have to
do this. Put the gun down.

Put the gun down.

Don't be stupid.

Put the gun down.

Don't do this.

Mom! Lilah,no!

Put the gun down!

Mom!

***

Next time,call for back-up.

From you?

We wanted to prevent the
situation from going bad.

Did you help yourself
to anything inside,Ray?

What? I mean,you know,check
under the mattress.

You never know. Ray.

Not now.

You're having a lot of
fun,knowing he can't hit you,right?

But I can.

In the van.

I accept responsibility.

Good. Good for you. What?

I accept responsibility
for my gambling problem.

But will you do me one favor?

When they find my
body shanked in a cell,

will you please tell
my mom that I hate her?

Will you do that for me?

Sure.

No. Don't tell her that.
Don't say that to her.

Tell her... Tell her I'm disappointed.

Yeah. Tell her that I'm
disappointed in her choices.

Okay?

Hey.

I'm,uh,I'm Erica Reed.

I may have been a little rude to you
the first time we met,and I apologize.

- Okay.
- Erica.

You should take some charm
lessons from her,Charlie.

We need you,Lloyd.

But if you ever get in debt
again and jeopardize my gig here,

I will harvest one of your
organs with my thumbnail.

This is worth,like,$400,max.

Oh,my God.

It'll be enough.

Yes,sir. I'll do that. Thank you.

Good night.

Sir,that was Knox.

For once,the man's happy.

Happy,Ray? I'm happy.

Package for Ray... Zancarelli?

Zancanelli.

Over here.

It's from my daughter.

Open it.

I'll wait for you in the car,man.

Do you remember what you told me

when I got kicked out of the academy?

You said if I didn't give up,

I could find my way back one day.

How about we do it together,okay?

Yeah.

Just remember,

he has a lot of tattoos
and things,so be careful.

Okay? It's all up here,baby.

There.

My boy's debt with
you? It's off the books.

Your boy,huh?

Well,tell your boy
this covers half of it.

There's an inconvenience fee applied.

That's all of it,Tyler. Watch.

124 Mercer Street,

Brownsville,Brooklyn.

Yeah...

I got your card,bitch.

You ever come around him again,you'll
be winding th with your tonsils.

And this will be the last time
you look me in the eye around here.

That's what I thought.

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