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(Gentle brooding music playing)

- (Seagull squeals) - (Waves crashing)

(Music continues)

(Birds chirping)

(Engine revs)

(Car door closes)

- (Radio static crackles) - (Male singing opera)

(Waves softly whooshing)

(Tires rumbling)

(Singing continues)

(Singing echoes)

(Ominous music playing)

- (Chair rattles) - (Enzo groans)

(Enzo breathes heavily)

Remember me?

(Enzo groans and breathes heavily)

Do whatever you want.

I'm not gonna tell you where he is, piece of shit.

Silvio: Trust me, you will tell me

where your partner is.

(in Italian) Start praying!

(Panting) No, no, no! Hey, hey.

No, no. Please, please. Listen to me. (Whimpers)

Enzo: No, no, no! (Groans)

Please, please. Listen to me. Listen to me. (Screams in agony)

You motherfucker!

(Enzo grunts and whimpers)

(Enzo breathes heavily)

(Orchestral music playing)

I kill you! (Spit sputters)

(Enzo groans in pain)

It's gonna be tough without fingers.

(Whimpers)

(Music continues)

Enzo: Please, please?

If I tell you where he is, promise me to stop. Please.

You have no idea how happy that would make me.

(Male singing opera)

Bari, Apulia. (Sighs)

(Enzo whimpers)

(Singing continues)

(Dark rhythmic music playing)

(Music continues)

(Cooking show host, in Italian) It increases the acidity a

little, I will put some wine on

the courgettes that I split in half.

Please take care.

(Knife clacking)

("Million Dollars" ringing)

(Sighs)

Hey. You okay?

(Crying over the phone)

Renne: Karina?

Renee, talk to me. What's going on?

(Crying continues)

I called him. I think I'm gonna use.

No, no, listen to me.

You're not gonna use. You've got this, remember?

Where are you?

(whimpering) Renee: I'm at the man's place.

Okay. Don't talk to anyone, all right?

I'm on my way.

- Everything's okay. - Renee: Okay.

(Brooding music playing)

(Weather reporter, in Italian) Tomorrow will quickly change,

and the clouds will clear around...

(Reporter, in Italian) economy has declined considerably.

(Radio host, in Italian) As always, our microphones are on

tonight to keep you company on this gloomy Bari night.

This is our way of keeping boredom at bay,

and hearing what you have to say tonight.

You can talk about anything: work, love, sex...

how wicked life can be, or friends, or love, like I said.

(Brakes screech)

(Music continues)

(Rain softly dripping)

- (Register beeps) - (Chill music playing)

(Lights buzzing)

- (Sighs) Karina: Renee. - (whimpers) Ah, Karina.

(Sighs in relief) Oh, I'm here. I'm here.

It's okay. It's okay. I'm here now, okay?

(Renee whimpers)

Look. Take these, okay?

- Renee: What are they? - They're prescription, okay?

- They'll take the edge off. - (Thud)

- They work very well for me. - (Door squeaks)

- Good. - (Door bangs)

(Renee gasps)

(in Italian) Hey, beautiful. Long time no see.

(in Italian) Hi, Mads.

Yeah. It's been, uh, what, 11 months,

uh, 3 weeks, 2 days,

um, 4 hours and 33 minutes.

Still no Italian.

With all the time you have now you are clean.

We're good, Mads.

You are good, but Mrs. Renee made the call.

- Mads: What do you want, girl? - No, she, uh...

She wants to leave, okay?

I don't know who you think you are talking to.

I came out here to make a sale, and Imma do the shit.

Okay. Um, how much you got?

- Like, 40. - Give it to me.

(Purse unzips)

Is this a joke?

You are 30 short. Minimum callout's 50.

Look, just take it to Tommy and say we are very sorry

we wasted his time, okay? It won't happen again.

You didn't hear? I retired, Tommy.

Okay, then take it to whoever is running the business.

No one running shit but me.

If you ain't got further in cash...

(Gun cocks)

I can always take it in kind, okay?

Okay. Uh, here.

Take this.

Why I want that? Who was she?

No, it's my one month's ring,

and it's worth a lot more than 50 euros to me.

(Breathes deeply) Just take it as "I owe you".

- "I owe you". - Yeah.

Nah, I don't do layaway.

Look, this ring is what keeps me stable...

when I feel weak, and I think I'm gonna use.

So I look at this ring and...

I know that the feeling is gonna pass.

So believe me, I'll pay you back for it.

(Exhales)

- Plus ten points a day. - Sure.

And you, don't ever call me again.

- (Door opens) - (Karina sighs)

- (Door closes) - (Renee whimpers)

- Renee: I'm sorry. - No, don't be sorry. We did it.

- (Renee crying) - You're good. You're good.

- ("Million Dollars" ringing) - Shit, one second. Who's this?

Oh, shit. It's my asshole boss.

I'm gonna have to go. Just call me

- if you need me again, okay? - Okay. Thank you.

You good. You got this.

(Dog barking)

(Siren wailing in the distance)

(Background chattering)

You remember when I hired you?

How many other places you'd been to?

Wouldn't even look at you because you were a junkie.

(Sighs softly)

One more mistake, you're done.

Sorry, Rocco.

Rocco: I see you in the morning.

No, I can't. I can't in the morning.

My daughter's arriving. That's why I'm prepping tonight.

- I have to be at the airport. - We open at 6:00.

You got plenty of time to grab her and get back.

What's the problem?

Cause I wanted to spend the day with her.

See you at 6:00.

(Background chattering)

("Million Dollars" ringing)

(Sighs excitedly)

There she is. How's my girl?

Your girl is stressed. I'm only bringing a dozen outfits.

What? (Chuckles)

You're bringing a dozen outfits for a one-week stay?

Wow, sweets.

(Chuckles)

Well, don't forget stranger danger.

What do you do if a strange man talks to you? You...

Both: Kick him in the nuts.

(Chuckles) That's right. Good girl.

Hey, Mom?

You're gonna be there, right?

To pick me up?

What? Of course, baby. (Chuckles nervously)

Hey, I... I'm not how I used to be at all.

Um, BA 506, arriving at 5:04 a. m.

No matter what, I'll be there. I promise you.

(Siren wailing in the distance)

(Sighs heavily)

(Sighs)

(Plane roaring)

- (Dog barking) - (Motorcycle roars)

- (Glass shattering) - (Man groans)

(Tense music playing)

(Gunshot bangs)

- Covek: Hey! - (Karina panting)

- Covek: Stop! - (Gunshot bangs)

- (Yelps) - (Engine revs)

(Tires screeching)

Shit.

- (Engine revving) - (Tires screeching)

(Panting)

(Suspenseful music playing)

(Engine roaring)

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Yelps)

(Tense music playing)

- (Bang) - Fuck.

(Tires screeching)

(Car accelerating)

- (Thud) - (Karina screams)

- (Horn honking) - (Thud)

(Loud crashing)

(Fire sizzling)

(Groans softly)

(Moans softly)

(Groans and breathes heavily)

(Ominous music playing)

(Breathes heavily)

(Sniffles)

- (Sudden bang) - (Screams and yelps)

Help me in the car.

- (Ignition whining) - (Thud)

- (Whining continues) - (Whimpers)

(Explosion bangs)

(Ignition frantically whining)

- (Whimpers) - (Door opens)

- (Engine vrooms) - Get us out of here.

Now! (Breathes heavily)

Where do you want me to go?

- Just fucking drive! - Okay.

- (Thud) - (Yelps)

Put your seat belt on. Turn the lights on.

Stick to back streets and nowhere that has CCTV.

We get pulled over, things end very badly for you.

You understand?

Good. Drive.

(Brooding music playing)

(Covek breathing heavily)

You need a hospital.

No hospital.

This doesn't look like something a band-aid

is gonna take care of.

Sure. Fine. No hospital.

Uh... (Breathes heavily)

Now that we are away from that situation back there,

can we just pull over and...

I get out of the car, and we go our separate ways.

Your ability to drive right now

is the only thing keeping you alive.

- (Breathes shakily) - Covek: Empty your pockets.

Uh... (Sighs)

Karina Ann Sidorov, Via Petroni, 15.

That's not far, right? (Breathes shakily)

- Married? - Divorced.

Covek: Drinker? (Breathes sharply)

Junkie.

Not anymore.

I work 16 hours a day, 7 days a week now.

We need to get off the street.

First, I'm gonna need some supplies.

(Groans)

(Brooding music playing)

(Tires screech to a halt)

What's your cell number? (Groans)

349-446-7811.

("Million Dollars" ringing)

My daughter's idea of a joke.

Make sure the call stays connected the whole time.

- Wear these. - Karina: Okay.

- Covek: Follow my instructions. - Um...

- What am I getting? - I'll tell you as you go.

- (Earpiece beeps) - (Sniffles)

(Gun cocks)

(Tense music playing)

(Door opens)

(Door closes)

(in Italian) Good evening.

(pharmacist, in Italian) Good evening. How may I help you?

I need some, uh... I, uh...

- Um, I need, uh... some... - I need bandages,

gauze, medical alcohol, and tape.

Bandages, gauze, medical alcohol, and tape.

Yeah, sure.

Go and ask the pharmacist

for hypodermic needles and benzocaine.

I need, uh, hypodermic needles and some benzo... Uh, benzocaine.

Pharmacist: Sorry, may I ask you what is for?

To numb the cuts on your head,

so you can clean it.

(Gulps) It's to numb the cut on my head.

You should probably go to a hospital.

There's a clinic six blocks away.

Uh...

You won't leave there without the benzocaine.

Covek: If you don't get it, I'll draw up her.

I don't have time to go to the clinic. I...

- I need to go to work. - You're in some kind of trouble?

Uh, I'm fine.

I just fell down the stairs at work.

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Women scream)

Needles and benzocaine now.

I need some hypodermic needles and some benzocaine.

Please! He's gonna shoot us both.

(Alarm beeping)

Thank you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- (Beeping continues) - (Suspenseful music playing)

(Groans)

Lights, seat belt, and drive the speed limit.

- Uh, where are we going? - (Engine vrooms)

Your place. Drive.

(Tires screeching) (Engine roars)

(Radio host, in Italian) I've been on the radio with you every

night for three years now but I'd never received a

call like this one before.

A car on fire and a body in the street,

in the middle of the farmer's market.

Grocery shopping will be a problem in Bari tomorrow.

Jokes aside, this is serious. What do you think?

Have you heard anything? Do you live nearby?

Or maybe you don't care because you have more

important things to think about.

In any case, call me.

My microphone will always be on for you.

(Brooding music playing)

- Karina: Uh... - (Covek panting)

(Rap music playing)

People actually live here?

Place looks condemned.

Next time you kidnap me,

I'll make sure I live in a palace.

(Scoffs)

Stay close.

(Covek breathes heavily)

(Music continues)

- (Baby cries) - (Background chattering)

(Covek breathing heavily)

(Dog barking)

(Door opens)

(Covek groaning)

(Door closes)

Covek: Keys.

- (Keys jingle) - (Door opens)

(Groaning) Water.

(Grunts)

- (Cups rattling softly) - (Water dripping)

(Groans and breathes heavily)

- (Loud bang on the door) - Mrs. De Luca: Karina! Open up!

Get rid of her or I will.

- (Banging) - Mrs. De Luca: Karina!

Mrs. De Luca, what's up?

Someone with you? A companion?

(Background chattering)

What's all this blood leading to your door?

I cut myself at work.

With what? A machete?

(Breathes deeply)

Mrs. De Luca, are we done? I need to take care of this cut.

We are done but come morning.

I want all this clean.

Of course. No problem.

(Breathing heavily)

Karina: Okay, now what?

Now you gonna get this piece of metal out of me.

(Breathing shakily)

(Covek grunts)

Covek: I can tell you're a junkie.

Fuck you.

(Breathing heavily)

(Panting rapidly)

(Screams) Fuck!

(Grunting) (Groans)

Grab the scissors.

Covek: Cut the shirt away from the wound.

(Covek grunts)

You'd probably get one, maybe two stabs in.

(Breathing heavily)

Odds are I'd survive long enough to kill you.

(Breathing heavily)

(Covek groans)

Okay. Pry it open.

I need you to look to see if the metal severed the artery.

- I don't think it did. - Okay.

(Panting heavily)

You need to pull the metal out in one swift motion.

(Sinister music playing)

I'll count you down.

Three, two...

(Screams in agony) Fuck! (Grunts)

(Breathes heavily)

Alcohol, alcohol.

- (Squirting) - (Grunts)

Gauze. Give me a gauze.

(Grunts and breathes deeply)

- Mrs. De Luca: Karina! Karina. - (Bang on door)

- Fuck. - Get rid of her.

What did I say about noise?

- (Covek groans) - (Banging))

- Karina. - Karina: Yes.

- Mrs. De Luca: Open the door. - (Continuous bangs)

Mrs. De Luca: Open the door now!

- (Bangs continue) - Mrs. De Luca: Karina!

Open the door or I call cops.

Covek: Think of something quick or I shoot you both.

(Background chattering)

I don't have to open the door. I've got privacy rights.

I don't like your companion.

(Sighs heavily)

(Brooding music playing)

(Breathes deeply)

Who the hell are you?

Covek: I need new clothes.

(Sighs)

(Closet opens)

Karina: My ex left some shit here.

(Covek breathes deeply)

Here. All right?

(Grunts in pain)

Face the wall. Put your hands on your head.

(Grunts)

Karina: Okay, what now?

Once I'm done,

you'll have to change your clothes too.

(Groans) You're covered in blood.

No, I mean, you're okay now, right?

You don't need me anymore. You can just go, and...

(Covek exhales)

I won't say anything, I swear.

Right?

Covek: When we met, I had a briefcase.

It was my job to deliver that briefcase to someone.

So no, you are not going anywhere.

Not until you help me replace what you caused me to lose.

(Sighs)

- Covek: You can turn around now. - (Sighs)

(Gentle music playing)

Go change.

(Shouting) Go fucking change!

Silvio, please...

before you say anything, I have this under control.

I need a little bit more time,

and I'll get you everything you need. I promise.

If I had a penny for every time I heard that,

you know what I'd be?

Poor.

Cause everyone knows when I set a deadline,

I keep it.

Silvio: My son used to ask me

what's your favorite fairy tale?

Let me ask you the same question.

It's not a riddle.

I'm just asking what your favorite fairy tale is.

Mine has to be "The Boy Cried Wolf".

You know the moral of the story?

Don't lie,

but there's more to it than that.

An entire village sits by and does nothing

while a boy is mauled to death by a wolf.

Stop and think about what that would've looked like.

This kid is crying and screaming. Nothing.

You ever seen someone eaten alive by a wolf?

It takes a long time.

Much longer than you think.

Now, with that in mind, that the villagers

had wanted to teach the kid to lesson,

they could've stopped the wolf after a few moments

and saved his life. Lesson learned, right.

But no, they let him get eaten to death.

Why?

Because it's not about teaching a lesson to an individual.

It's about teaching a lesson to an entire village.

Yes, I understand.

You have one hour.

Silvio, I just need a little more time.

Please, can I just speak to...

(Disconnect tone beeping)

- (Banging) - (Covek grunts angrily)

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Shattering noise)

Sit down.

(Chair screeches softly)

(Covek breathing heavily)

What did you hear?

Enough to know that someone else has your balls in a vice.

(Ominous music playing)

Believe me, it's not what you think.

No? What is it then?

What was in the briefcase?

About 400K worth of heroin.

Karina: How does an Interpol agent

wind up with that much heroin?

Are you just a crooked piece of shit?

(Scoffs) That hit a nerve, huh?

Covek: The man you heard on the phone,

his name is Silvio.

It took five years to build a case strong enough

to convict Silvio for life.

We did it.

When he was locked up, his son took over,

but he eventually got killed by a rival gang.

Apparently, Silvio blames me for it.

Says that it's my fault

that he wasn't there to protect his little boy.

The piece of shit got out a month ago.

It's when he came after me.

Tortured and killed my partner to betray me.

And it worked. (Sighs deeply)

You would think he's looking for revenge.

No. He wants the money he lost while he was in jail.

So you are gonna help me get it.

I don't know if I can do this. It's...

I haven't even been clean for a year.

- Do you understand that? - You have no choice.

Pull yourself together!

Covek: You'll do as I say.

(Melancholic music playing)

(Radio host, in Italian) I've spent a lifetime thinking

that Bari is a sleepy and quiet city. You might say I'm biased.

Probably. It's like being in an American TV series

at the farmer's market.

Policemen, reporters and onlookers.

A little further on, someone had fun shooting out

the pharmacy windows. Three listeners

called in about this. One said someone threw stones,

another spoke about a machine gun, while the last one said he

saw a man in a car with a pistol fitted with a silencer.

A gun with a silencer in Bari? Can you believe that?

(Tense music playing)

("Pronto Soccorso" by Business Class playing)

(Engine revs)

- Did you see what just happened? - (Sighs)

You going to order a G-pack of H.

He's going to ask for cash up front.

Whatever you do, do not give him any...

"Don't give him the cash. " No shit.

(Breathes deeply)

- Covek: Here. - (Sighs)

(Background chattering)

- (Earpiece beeps) - (Sighs deeply)

Covek: Don't think about running.

- ("Million Dollars" ringing) - (Sighs)

(In Italian) You have to be respected.

Absolutely.

(in Italian) Hey, beautiful. Are you lost?

Hey. Can you score me a G-pack of H?

(in Italian) Fuck!

- Lot of weight for a princess. - You got it or not?

Sure you can cover it?

Dealer Marco: I'm gonna need it up front.

You hear me, bitch?

You'll get the cash when the package arrives.

(Scoffs) Nah, I want it now.

Give me one reason I shouldn't slit your throat

and take that shit right now.

I guess it depends on how much you like your friend.

Listen, I'm buying for someone else.

Anything stupid, at least one of you dies.

Ten seconds and I shoot the three of you.

One of you does survive, you'll get a murder warrant.

Or we can do business.

Okay. You get paid.

And if my client likes your H,

you'll get an order of G-pack a week every week.

Just think about that.

(Karina breathing heavily)

Cool. I'll be here in ten.

Wise decision.

I'll wait for you there.

(Background chattering)

(In Italian) Where the fuck is he?

(in Italian) You had a fucking target

in the middle of your forehead. I told him to get back here now!

Don't do anything stupid.

(Sniffles)

- Phone. - (Sighs)

There's our runner for the re-up.

(Sighs)

Listen. Listen, my daughter is about to land at the airport.

I have to be there for her to pick her up.

- I've already left... - You're going nowhere! Drive!

Oh, you're such an asshole.

(Radio host, in Italian) After spending every night on

the radio with you I don't have many friends left.

My closest friend, Francesca, is a pharmacist.

She was working tonight, in the pharmacy that was shot at.

She doesn't want to speak on the air, but she said

someone shot at her. There was a woman in the pharmacy

who was behaving strangely and seemed desperate.

Maybe the shooter was sitting in an old car.

Francesca is confused and scared and I'd like to go and

console her. But I have to stay with you, all night long.

(Brooding music playing)

(Sighs)

Where the hell did he go?

I don't know.

Uh... Wait. What's there?

I don't see shit.

(Breathes heavily)

(Suspenseful music playing)

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Karina gasps)

(Alarm beeping)

("Million Dollars" ringing)

(Gasps)

(Gunshot bangs)

Fuck.

(Panting)

(Breathing heavily) Fuck! (Horn beeps)

(Horn beeping)

(Breathes deeply)

(Phone chimes)

- (Phone chimes) - (Sniffles)

(Tense music playing)

(Camera shutter clicks)

Karina, Ann with no "E", Sidorov.

Sierra, India, Delta, Oscar, Romeo, Oscar, Victor.

DOB, 7.4.84.

She's gonna show up on the grid.

I need to know when.

(Thunder rumbles)

(Karina gasps and coughs)

- (Police radio beeps) - (Karina coughs)

Officer, my daughter is at the airport.

She's 11. She might be in danger.

Officer Rossi: What's your name, madam?

Karina: Karina Ann Sidorov.

Officer Rossi: Do you have an ID on you?

Karina: No, no. He took it. He took everything!

He's a cop. He kidnapped me.

Okay, give us a minute.

- Okay. Thank you. - (Police radio beeps)

(in Italian) We have a name.

(Tense music playing)

(woman, in Italian) You can't park here. Move on, please.

(Plane roaring)

(in Italian) Did you hear what I said?

(in Italian) Hey! You can't park here!

(in Italian) Roger. Over.

(Police radio beeps)

(in Italian) Dispatch said to hold her.

Madam, airport security is gonna locate your daughter

and take her to the station, all right?

- Thank you. - Okay.

(Phone buzzes)

Got good news for me?

Agent: ID check, Officer Valentina Rossi.

Background?

She's a rookie. Told her to wait for you

- and sending you her location. - Great.

(Chattering over police radio)

(Tense music playing)

DI Covek, Interpol.

I'm taking custody of the girl.

Karina: Officer, are we going to the station?

You told me my daughter is going there.

Can we go?

(Officer 1 grunts)

(in Italian) Put your hands up!

(Tense music playing)

You know what happens to cops who shoot cops, right?

How about you put your gun down?

(Background chattering)

(Lucy screams) Let me go!

Hey, hey, hey.

- Let me go! - Stop it!

(Screams)

Covek: You not going anywhere.

You pull that trigger,

you walk out of here either a cop killer,

a child killer or both.

(Breathes heavily)

(Tense music playing)

(Gun clanks)

Smart move.

(Lucy breathing heavily)

I thought police were supposed to help you, not kidnap you.

I am not kidnapping you.

I'm literally handcuffed to the door.

Lucy: Why are you doing this?

It's for your own safety.

I'm not 5, I'm 11. I'm basically adult.

Mom doesn't have any money. (Panting)

If you're kidnapping me for ransom,

you're seriously blowing it.

My dad has money.

That's where I'd have gone for if this a ransom thing.

(Whimpering) Not my mom.

(Lucy panting)

Karina: What are we waiting for?

- Please! - Don't worry, two minutes.

I don't understand. I mean, I don't understand. What...

Karina: What's going on?

Why aren't we...

(Stammers) That's him! That's my car! That's my car!

If you don't believe me, run the plates.

- See who it's registered to. - I will take you to the station.

Karina: How did he get here? What is he doing here?

No, no, no! Don't let him in here!

Everything he says is a fucking lie!

Gonna need to see your personal ID.

I told you he is Interpol but a corrupt piece of shit!

Whoa, whoa.

My badge.

(Tense music playing)

(Thunder rumbles)

(Banging)

Karina: My daughter! My daughter is in the car!

Oh my God! How did you get her, you piece of shit!

- Go check. Go check. - (Karina yells)

Officer Rossi: No! No. No!

You shoot me...

your partner dies.

You put your gun down...

you both live.

On the floor. Now.

(Sighs)

(Gun clanks)

Step away.

Both of you. Hands on the car.

(Tense music playing)

Get out of the car.

Don't try anything again.

I hate you.

(Breathes shakily)

- Lucy. - Mom!

I'm here. I'm here, sweetheart. I'm here with you.

- (Gasps) I'm here. I'm here. - Get in the car and drive.

No. Not until you uncuff her.

Get in the car. Time is not our friend.

I'm not driving anywhere until you uncuff my child!

- (Gun cocks) - (Breathes heavily)

Get in the car.

(Breathes shakily)

Uncuff her now.

Right now!

(Siren wailing in the distance)

(Cuff keys jingling)

(Sniffles)

(Radio host, in Italian) I'm sure you

lost some sleep tonight.

You're not the only ones. The police officers around the

airport didn't just lose their sleep. They lost their guns.

I know, put like that it almost sounds like a joke.

But it's true.

The two were on patrol when a man arrived and cornered them.

Drive through the gates.

Why? What are we doing here?

It's me. Open up.

You haven't got it, have you?

(Brooding music playing)

(Scoffs)

Why are we here

if you haven't got what they want?

Just drive.

- (Sniffles) - (Groans)

(Sinister music playing)

I don't like your new friend.

He's not my friend.

- Cause he's an asshole. - Agreed.

- Is his name even Paulo? - No.

- Who told you that? - Doesn't matter.

And who's this creep?

I have no idea.

Hit him in his stomach.

- (Covek grunts) - (Karina gasps)

(unclear)

Okay, honey, sit up and be quiet for me.

(Cuffs clink)

(Ominous music playing)

- (Screams) - Hey! No! Don't touch her!

Hey! Don't touch her! Let her go, you asshole!

- (Lucy screams) - Lucy!

- I'll come get you! Let her go! - Lucy: Let me go!

Lucy!

(Groans)

(In agony) Lucy!

No one's gonna hurt you, sweetheart. No one.

Okay? You can relax.

Silvio: Oh! There's your friend Mr. Covek.

He likes putting away bad guys.

It makes the world safe... for people.

(Sighs deeply)

(Radio host, in Italian) "Better to stay at home. "

That's what the mayor just said.

An armed man is wandering around Bari.

He's probably got two hostages: a woman and a young girl.

Stay home. Stay safe.

See, you just have to ask yourself a question.

How badly you want something I've taken away from you.

(Thunder rumbles in the distance)

Hey, where is she?

Hey, get her back!

Get her back now! What are you doing?

- I can't. - (Thunder rumbles)

I'm not leaving without her.

The only thing you can do right now

is help me get what we owe,

or you'll never see her again.

I'm in this just as much as you.

How can you say this to me? Huh?

That is my daughter!

(Screams) They have my son!

I had no choice!

My son, my child is in there too!

Silvio was going to kill him!

Shoot him in the head like a dog.

I needed more time.

There was no other way.

(Sighs deeply)

Lucy is my collateral.

We've got one hour to get what we owe Silvio...

or our children are dead.

And every second we sit here is a second wasted.

(Breathes shakily)

So what's the plan? What do we do now?

(Stammers) I mean, you're Interpol.

Why not call the cops and have him arrested?

Because he has a dozen dirty cops on his payroll.

The street is our only option.

- (Breathes deeply) - (Thunder rumbles)

- I might know someone... - "Might"?

But I don't know.

We haven't got time for "might".

We need a way to find volume right now!

- How we gonna do this, huh? - (Sniffles)

(Grunts)

(Breathes deeply)

Give me the keys,

and uncuff me from the steering wheel.

Now! Listen, you got us into this shit.

If you want my help,

I can't be cuffed to a fucking steering wheel!

(Sniffles)

(Keys jingling)

The phone. Give me my phone, asshole!

(Sniffles)

(Dial tone beeping)

Karina: Mads, I need something.

I'll meet you in ten. I have your cash.

(Brooding music playing)

Mads: You better not be wasting my time.

Trust me, I'm not.

Nice place.

Mads: What is this shit?

- (Sighs deeply) - (Clinking)

You really think I'm stupid enough

to carry anything?

Covek: Drugs? Nah.

But I know you're stupid enough to carry a weapon.

(Clinking)

Joke's on you, bitch. My guns? Legal.

- Covek: Wow. Thank you. - For what?

For being as dumb as you look.

(Grunts)

- Mads: What the hell? - You know what.

Crazy bitch.

So now what? Lesson taught. I'm good to go.

- Mm-mm. - Covek: Now you're gonna take us

to your stash house.

What? (Scoffs) Hell, no.

Traitor. Mm-hmm.

- Car. Now. - Out.

(Brooding music playing)

Place is secure.

They have real guns, not governance.

- Cameras? - Nah, just one out front.

We don't record or nothing.

It's just so you can see who's there.

How many people?

Mads: Usually, four or five.

But I've seen as many as ten, twelve, maybe more.

(Tires screeching)

(Music continues)

(Gun cocks)

(Radio host, in Italian) Have you seen an

old, beaten-up Alfa Romeo?

If it went by your house, don't call here, call the police.

They're desperate, poor things. They need all the help

they can get.

But as soon as you've spoken to the police, give me a call.

Tell me what you've seen. When? Where?

We want to know eveything. We want to know who set our city

on fire. Really, set our city on fire.

I'm here until seven. Until seven, after a very long night.

Silvio: My father told me,

before you take a single breath of air,

you get three choices.

Three of the most important choices

you will ever make.

And by no fault of your own, two were already made for you.

The first.

And that choice God left to you is who you marry.

(Brooding music playing)

Rich man, poor man, a drunk.

Of course, unless you are in one of those arranged marriages.

(Chuckles)

Then tough luck. Better luck next time.

Maybe that's why some of those folks

believe in reincarnation.

The second choice is decided for you.

He picks where you were born.

Imagine you were born in the Sahara Desert.

You had to walk, like, 40 miles to get a sip of water.

Huh? You had no choice in the matter.

That sounds like it's unfair.

Well, maybe life is unfair sometimes.

And so the world spins.

And sure as God invented choices...

He chose for me to have a son.

And a daughter.

Sometimes, in life you win.

But most of the world loses.

I won.

Maybe you will win.

(Melancholic music playing)

- (Rain dripping) - (Thunder rumbles)

My gun will be pointing at you.

You two were meant for each other.

(Intercom beeps)

(in Italian) Yo, it's Mads. I need some weed.

(Engine revs)

(Covek breathing heavily)

Door.

(Breathes heavily) (Sniffles)

(Tense music playing)

(Door buzzes and clanks)

(Gun cocks)

(Music intensifies)

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Karina gasps)

(Industrial music playing)

(Music continues)

(Covek breathing heavily)

(Music stops)

(Covek breathing heavily)

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Karina yelps)

(Gunshots continue)

Stay down until I say "shoot".

(Tense music playing)

(Gunshots banging)

Now.

(Gunshots bang)

Covek: Go.

(Goon 1 groaning)

(Goon 1 grunts)

(Upbeat dance music playing)

(Gunshots banging)

I've got three bullets left. Third one, you cover me.

(Breathless) Okay.

(Gunshots continue)

(Karina screams)

(Covek grunts)

- (Karina yells) - (Goon 2 grunts)

- (Metal bar clanks) - (Goon 2 groaning)

- (Goon 2 groaning) - (Karina grunting)

(Men grunting)

(Grunting continues)

(Karina gasping)

(Covek struggles and grunts)

- (Goon 3 groaning) - (Covek grunting)

(Karina choking and gasping)

- (Both groaning) - (Bang)

(Karina yelps)

(Goon 2 grunts)

(Goon 3 gagging)

(Covek grunts)

(Covek groaning)

Let's find the cash.

- Covek: Go, go, go! - Karina: Shit! Stop!

(Covek grunts)

(Tense music playing)

(Gia panting)

(Covek groans)

Covek: Fuck.

(Covek grunts)

(Covek breathing heavily)

(Gia groaning)

I'm not after you.

Karina: I just want what's in the bag.

(Gia breathes shakily)

Back up or I shoot!

Covek: Lower your gun. Throw us the bag.

No. No chance! (Whimpers)

(Breathing shakily)

Um... we're slowly going to lower our guns.

- Karina: Okay? - (Groans softly)

- What? - Just do it. Let me talk.

(Gia breathes shakily)

We're just going to talk.

Fuck you! I just wanna see you and your boyfriend

drive the fuck away.

Oh, hell no.

This guy is not my boyfriend.

This asshole, he got my daughter taken,

and I'm just trying to get her back before the...

(Breathes shakily)

(Groans) (Sniffles)

Listen, what you have in that bag

can save my daughter's life.

(Breathes shakily)

My daughter's life is in your hands.

(Groans softly)

I toss you the bag... and walk.

(Gia breathes heavily)

You have my word.

(Breathes shakily)

(Whimpers) (Groans)

(Sniffles) (Groans)

- (Gia whimpers) - (Gasps)

Grab the bag. Let's go.

(Radio host, in Italian) It looks like they've identified

the lone wolf who's turned our city upside down.

He's an Interpol agent in league with drugs trafficker.

I wouldn't want to be in his shoes when the police find him.

Bullets will fly and there will be a bloodbath.

It's unlikely he'll get out alive. Stay home. Trust me.

How much time we have left?

Oh, shit.

Check the bag. What have we got?

About a hundred grand...

and a handful of ancient blow.

Oh, shit.

(Brooding music playing)

Okay, well...

what if we give him what we've got

and, uh, we just ask him for more time to get the rest?

We're already on borrowed time.

(Music continues)

Karina: I've let Lucy down her entire life,

and I promised her I'd never let her down again.

Covek: We are walking into a war zone.

Karina: We can still do this. We can.

Covek: I hope.

(Engine revs)

(Gian, in Italian) They're here.

(Ominous music playing)

(Tires screeching)

(Metal gate squeaking)

(Music continues)

(Car keys jingle)

It's in a sports bag in the trunk.

Gian: The girl?

I had to deal with the lady before.

She's also in there.

(Suspenseful music playing)

(Sports bag unzips)

(Music intensifies)

(Covek grunts)

Covek: Get down.

(Gunshots banging)

- Are you ready for this? - I need to get the kids.

(Gunshots banging)

I've got a fucking situation.

There's a guy on the far left. I'm gonna cause a distraction.

You'll take him out on my cue.

(Gunshots banging)

(Tense music playing)

(Gunshots continue)

Covek: Go.

(Gasps) (Breathes heavily)

Covek: Are you hit?

- I don't think so. - Covek: Trust me you'd know.

(Gunshots banging)

(Covek groans)

(Breathes heavily)

Covek: There's a guy behind the metal.

(Gunshots banging)

Covek: I need you to run directly at him.

(Chuckles nervously)

You want me to go straight at that guy?

Why don't I just shoot myself and save him the bullet?

Covek: He's not gonna see you coming.

You have to trust me cause I know...

Trust "you"?

Says the guy who kidnapped my child.

(Gunshot bangs)

Covek: Look...

I wish I didn't drag you and Lucy into this,

but I was desperate.

(Gunshots banging)

(Ominous music playing)

All right.

But if I die... just remember... it's on you.

(Groans) (Breathes sharply)

(Gunshots banging)

Covek: Go.

- (Shooter groans) - (Crashing sound)

(Breathing heavily)

(Panting)

(Low ominous music playing)

(Music continues)

(Karina sighs)

- (Covek shushes) - (Phone ringing)

(Ringing continues)

There.

(Ringing stops)

(Tense music playing)

(Music continues)

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Lucy screams)

- (Gunshots continue) - Lucy.

- (Groans) - Lucy: Mom! Help us!

(Lucy groans and screams)

(Gunshots bang)

(Covek breathing heavily)

(Breathes heavily)

Covek: Follow me.

(Suspenseful music)

(Breathing heavily)

(Gate rattling)

(Music intensifies)

(Gunshots bang)

He still has the kids.

Drop your weapons and come out, or with God as my witness,

they will both die right here, right now!

If they die, you die!

- You hear me, motherfucker? - (Lucy screams)

- Or you set them free? - (Gunshot bangs)

- We'll let you walk. - I have people on their way.

Soon you'll have no leverage.

(Gunshots banging)

(Lucy screams) Lucy: Help us!

(Groans)

(Engine revs)

- Covek: Don't, please! - (Lucy screams)

(Screams)

(Gasps)

(Tense music playing)

(Breathing heavily)

- (Gun clanks empty) - Shit.

(Music continues)

(Siren wailing)

- (Karina grunts) - (Silvio groans)

(Gun clanks)

- (Siren wailing) - (Karina screams)

(Tires screech to a halt)

(Officer 2, in Italian) Put your hands up!

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Officer 2 grunts)

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Silvio grunts)

(Silvio bangs on the ground)

- Karina: Honey! You okay? - Lucy: Mom.

(Sobs) I love you.

I love you, just remember. Just remember.

- (Gunshot bangs) - (Officer 3 grunts)

(Gasps)

(Siren wailing)

No! No! No!

(Gunshot bangs)

(Breathing heavily)

Dad!

(Police radio beeps)

(Sobs)

(Gentle music playing)

(Crying)

(Music continues)

- Are you ready? - We are. Let's do this.

(Gentle music playing)

(Child chattering)

(Customers chattering)

(Music continues)

(Ominous music playing)

(Music continues)

Silvio: Sure as God invented choices...

he chose for me to have a son.

And a daughter.

Sometimes in life you win...

but most of the time you lose.

(Seagull squeals)

Maybe you will win.

(Emotional music playing)

(Radio host, in Italian) Do you remember the woman kidnapped

by an Interpol agent some time ago? Here in Bari, we

all remember that night. It never seemed to end.

That woman's life really has changed.

She now runs her own restaurant by the sea.

People say food is excellent.

Michelin level, but tavern prices.

I'd certainly like to taste some dishes, but I'm

always here listening to Bari's many voices and secrets.

But before we start, let's listen to a classic.

A song that is bound to put you in a good mood.

(Male singing opera)