Wrong Place, Wrong Time (2021) Movie Script
1
You better
move your asses.
Suppress your fire!
Man down!
Move 'em down!
Let's
move, let's move!
Dumb luck.
That's four.
On your six.
We have two
minutes before this place
is crawling with Botero's men.
We're out of time.
Leave him!
What you got there?
What you got there?
Hey, no, no, look at me.
No, don't look over there.
Eyes front, son.
What the fuck is he doing?
Look, I want you
to remember this.
All right, all of it.
All right, don't try
to run from the pain.
You hear me?
No matter how much it hurts,
no matter how much you want to.
Let's leave the scene, Gabriel.
What the fuck you doin'?
Go!
What the fuck did
you just say to me?
Hey!
Gabriel!
Fucker was
reaching for his gun.
God fuck.
God damn god fucking damn.
Bullshit.
Amateur hour bullshit.
Nice.
Fucking freak.
Lewis is dead.
Hey.
Hey, I'm talking to
you, motherfucker.
Hey.
Okay.
Are you fucking stupid?
Don't you see? Look, the
Caymans, Switzerland.
It's all there.
Here.
Lewis's take.
All right, listen up.
We got the SWIFcodes and the BICs
for all the major dealers.
Russian Mafia, Spanish
Cartel, Mexican drug lords.
All of 'em.
Every major crime syndicate
in the past 10 years.
The ones the government
wanted erased.
Now, watch for tails.
Everyone do circle backs.
We reconvene here in seven days.
If anyone doesn't
wanna accept the risks,
take your shares up
to the collector,
get your cut, this will be
the end of our arrangement
no questions asked.
All right.
It's settled, then.
Military training.
Discharged for hyper aggression.
You're bad.
Do you like what you see?
No, you don't go after him.
It's his sister.
They call her the Reaper.
The Reaper.
Solomon was commissioned
to do a black ops mission
on the Nasirez Family.
Got double crossed, they
each held them for ransom.
CIA officially tried
to bury the whole story
but the rumor is the
person who did the rescue
was fluent in over 20 languages.
Hand-to-hand combat,
weapons specialist.
12 dead, decapitated no trace.
You want something
done? She's the one.
Kira.
Rumor is she lost her brother
in a human trafficking ring.
East Asia.
She was the personal
security detail for
- Al Pacten Renault.
- Bang bang.
The richest
Saudi Shiite in Abu Dhabi.
The only woman to
ever make it through
the ministry's defense system.
And literally only sued 11.
She's the driver?
Putting her behind the
wheels for our security.
This one's Ghost.
- Don't know much about him.
- Hey, what's going on?
What the fuck do you want?
Fucking rats.
It's all there.
What do you want in
exchange for these dossiers?
Hey, easy, easy, easy.
Back off.
Back off.
Tell me why I shouldn't kill
you right where you stand.
Freedom.
I want out.
I'm tired of doing all the
work and only getting fifth.
Fuck that.
If I'm to believe your story,
I am to fortify all my
safe houses across Texas.
This is impossible
within a week's time.
No, I'm gonna keep
the key code on me.
If you roll, Alban will
deliver your intestines
to 1748 Offenfelder Drive.
Maybe I cut off
your fucking tongue
and hand it to your
sister Jor in Croatia.
All right, listen up.
Thanks.
No problem.
We are officially burned.
Every governmental
database from here to
the Middle East
will have our photo.
With a direct shoot-to-kill
order attached to it.
Our intel has confirmed the
Boteros moved over 80 million
in cash assets from
the safehouses.
What's that? 40%?
It's enough to know
that he's spooked.
That our little snatch
and grab job last week
got his attention.
I wonder if he has
a badass shark tank.
I bet you'd look
good in my shark tank.
Botero will move all his
assets into this compound.
All right? It's
state of the art.
I'm talking motion sensors
positioned in and around.
Fiber optic source
embedding and stores data
offsite remotely and it
shifts and changed IPs
every 15 seconds.
The key codes will be stored
in an anechoic chamber.
The fuck is that?
Sound dampening room.
No sound in, no sound out.
80 million dollars?
I say the hell
with the key codes,
let's take the sure
thing and get out.
Good luck spending
any of that.
The marked bills will have you
tagged and flagged like that.
The Ascenian bank code we
took from Botero's safehouse
was calculated.
It was the least guarded, the
least likely to be thought
of by anyone trying to
make a move on Botero.
Which is why he felt
safe enough to store
all the information
that's gonna lead us
to the money that the
feds wanted off the books.
We're talking one
billion, clean.
One billion.
Split five ways?
No.
One billion per
account routing number.
We get the key code which
links all the accounts
to one central withdrawal.
Bitcoin exchange, stocks, bonds.
Everything the Mexican
Cartel and the Russian Mob
have laundered with the
help of the CIA and FBI.
I'm gonna buy a boat.
Big fucking boat.
What's the catch?
We take the key
codes, get out clean.
If we make it out
alive, what's the catch?
We have to do
this tomorrow night.
No fucking way.
That's fucking suicide.
Hey, everybody
shut the fuck up.
We didn't just steal from
the cartel, all right?
Every governmental agency.
Ones you know, ones
you never knew existed.
The entire fucking Langley
gang is headed this way.
All right, the only thing
we have at our disposal
is the element of surprise.
Money ain't no good if you
aint allowed to spend it.
It's not gonna matter,
we're all ghosts anyway.
The hell does that mean?
Hey, let it go.
No, seriously.
We've all got pretty
goddamn close, but you...
I don't know a fucking
thing about you.
I'm just a humble servant.
Fuck does that mean?
Hey.
- Fuck that.
- All right.
Look, if y'all are done...
The way I see it is
there's only two ways
you're gonna leave this
and that's looking over
your shoulder for the rest
of your life until you
are hunted and killed.
Or looking over your
shoulder with enough money
to buy your way out of
hell once your time is up.
It's your choice.
If you're late don't
bother showing up.
Fuck these motherfuckers.
Keep pressure on this.
They're fucking shooting.
Drive, drive!
He's going to
fucking bleed out.
Gabriel, stay with us.
We have to make it to the pier.
That's too far,
he won't make it.
Him or us?
Fuck you.
Wish he didn't fuck up.
Sage, what do you wanna do?
We won't make it
with dead weight.
I'm pulling in.
On the fucking ground!
Up there.
Upstairs.
Clear.
Moving.
Solomon.
What is this?
They haven't moved.
I said everyone get
on the fucking ground.
Right now.
Hey, check this out.
Stopped the bleeding, but...
But?
But there's what? What is it?
Look for yourself.
Watch them.
I'm gonna check for
tracers in the car.
Need to find a getaway.
I'm sure they made our plates.
What the fuck?
He's lost too much blood.
Right now.
He's going to go into
kidney failure and...
And his body will
continue to shut down.
There's no more running now.
What?
How are we supposed
to get answers now?
Don't you fucking talk
to me about answers.
I told you not to bring
in that goddamn freakshow.
I told you, I fucking told you.
Now you got every one
of us fucking killed.
This is on you.
All of it.
Fuck.
Gabriel needs blood and he
needs it within the hour.
Ammo?
Charlie, two glocks,
three magazines, that's it.
Sage found a grade
two tracker on the car
which means they had us pinned
from the very beginning.
How is that possible?
I don't know.
Well, maybe they got
to it while we were inside.
No, this level of
access requires
the full sophistication.
And the only ones with that
are the ones in this room.
Still doesn't
explain how we made out
with eight million bills.
Five.
Five.
We're lucky we made
it out with any take at all.
Five million.
This ain't get away money,
it's fucking burial expenses.
Hey, they made our plates,
we need to find a getaway car.
Clean.
How much
time do we have before
they come knocking
on every door?
A
couple of hours max.
Five fucking million.
How do we even know that
there were ever any key codes?
If you got something
that needs clarifying, ask.
No one could of
predicted the Botero
would lead us into a trap, okay?
There's something
you ain't telling us.
This whole thing smells.
What do we do with the
family in the other room?
They've seen our faces.
We do nothing until
we know where we are
and we find a
different escape route.
All right, they're
probably gonna be waiting
for us on the other side.
So that's it?
We just sit and wait.
What about Gabriel?
How do we get out
of the country?
With their help.
Stashed 'em in the trunk.
Hey.
Hey, look at me.
How did you know we were coming?
Answer him, you fuck.
- That's enough.
- No, I wanna hear
what the fuck he has to say.
Ah, fuck!
Shit.
Son of a bitch!
Son of a bitch!
- He bit me!
- Are you okay?
Fine, fuck you, too.
Settle down, everyone.
All right, we're
gonna do this my way.
Does anyone have a
problem with that?
No more of this cavalier
shit, you got me?
- Solomon.
- What?
What the fuck?
Must be in shock.
Someone's here.
Don't make me use this.
You are going to keep her
quiet for the next 15 minutes
or I will dissect your
fucking head from your body.
You speak that clearly?
Move. Come on.
How's your hand?
Yeah, I'll live.
What are we doing about him?
Take him to the
back, keep him quiet.
Not empty handed, though.
Foreplay's for after
we get acquainted.
There we go.
One hour.
After that every
man for himself.
Come on.
Let's go.
Don't open this door
and don't move until
we come get you.
- Come inside.
- On me.
Moving.
Clear.
What are you doing here?
Do you know us?
My name is Luther
and you're trespassing
in my home.
Did Botero send you?
I don't know
anyone by that name.
He's lying.
Take whatever
you need and please leave.
Why do you
have people chained?
Choose your
next words very carefully.
Shit.
This is my squatter's home.
People looking to escape
their situations come here.
Sometimes families.
Check this out.
Seems legit.
Goddamn sanctuary
for abused families.
We require a vehicle, and
any ammunition you have.
Maybe you'll make
it to see dawn.
I have a
car in the garage.
Aw, you'd do that for me?
It's fully gassed and
big enough for all of you.
Just take it and go.
I don't want anymore trouble.
Kira.
Take Mr. Luther to the garage.
If he's lying you put
a bullet in his head.
Come on, let's move.
Okay, we get the
car and we load up.
Anyone not in the car in half
an hour, you're on your own.
Keep your hands on your head.
Move!
I don't know what you've done,
but it's not too late to
turn around and walk away.
Oh, I plan on walking
away rich in the boat.
I have a
confession to make.
Stop.
What the fuck?
Luther?
I'm not fucking around!
Where are you?
We need to figure
this shit out.
It's Gabriel.
I'll go check it out.
Kira shoulda been back by now.
Maybe she's up
there telling Luther
all our little secrets.
Maybe she did what we
all should've done and
took the car and looked
out for ourselves.
Gonna go see what
our Spanish fly
has to offer this pot luck.
Solomon.
I'm here.
Solomon.
You need to leave
this place, brother.
You need to leave.
You need to leave this place
before it's...
Before it's too late.
We got a car.
We're gonna get
you to a hospital.
Yeah, thanks, Solomon, man.
I ain't one of 'em.
Oh, look at you.
You must've been one
of his top whores.
Where are the key codes?
Where's the drive?
I told you foreplay's for later.
The codes.
Solomon, I really.
I made a huge mistake.
What are you talking about?
Couldn't save you because...
I couldn't save you.
Because...
Because he wanted her.
Her?
What are you talking about?
You were in the shadow
of it all.
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me!
There's nothing...
Nothing that you
could do not to.
Gabriel.
Gabriel.
Go in peace, brother.
It's on a jump drive.
You're gonna tell
me everything you know.
Don't do it!
Would you look at that?
I've seen some crazy
shit, but I never thought-
That's Daya.
My grandmother would tell us
tales to drown out the screams
from people being murdered
in the streets of Serbia.
Began with tales
of the Babaroga.
Creatures who feasted
off the livestock
and they came about as daya.
The devil of three faces.
She used to say.
As daya reveal what
you want to see,
the evil you want to hide,
and what evil you truly are.
So you're telling me
that our compadre here
is some sort of monster.
In her stories the
monsters were always man.
As the dayas are penanced,
their punishment
for being wicked.
Someone's here.
- Luther?
- Not sure.
Officer Majors.
I'm here on a complaint.
- Be smart.
- Officer Majors.
Anybody home?
Sorry to bother you.
The neighbors reported
hearing large commotions
coming from this area.
Have you heard anything?
Anything suspicious or
out of the ordinary?
Ma'am?
Yeah.
Sorry.
Everything's fine.
I was moving a very large table.
Must've been louder
than I thought.
Moving
furniture did that to you?
This is a shelter for
those who need help.
For those who can't
help themselves.
I'm so sorry.
- It's fine.
- Just go ahead and keep
it down, we don't
want dispatch sending
more people to disturb you.
No, we wouldn't.
Keep the radio off.
Just one more thing.
I used to be one of those women.
I will often forget
my story, as well.
Hands up now.
We've got
a gun to her head,
and a gun to your side.
Would you care to
repeat, Officer Majors?
Ma'am, I need
you to walk towards me.
I can't do that.
If she moves I will shoot her.
You
gotta listen to me.
Trust me, I'm
wearing a body cam.
- I'm gonna count to three.
- They will not shoot you,
because if they do every
cop in a 20 mile radius
- will converge on this place.
- One.
- Ma'am, you have to trust me.
- Two.
Walk towards me now.
That's it, that's it.
Keep coming, get behind me.
Now we're gonna
get into this car.
Get behind me.
I don't know your names,
I haven't seen your faces.
We're gonna get out
of here, both of us.
How about now?
My face clear enough for you?
We can't let you take her.
She has something
very valuable to us.
I don't
know who you are.
I'm gonna take her, we're
gonna get into this-
Oh my god!
Oh god!
No!
What
the fuck was that?
We need to get the
fuck out of here right now.
God damn
giant fucking things.
What the fuck is that?
Sage, are you okay?
What are our exit points?
It flew down
from the fucking sky.
James, walk it off.
- James, walk it off now.
- The fucking sky.
We need to be ready for
whenever that thing comes back.
Hey.
Finish your story.
Finish your goddamn story.
The beast as daya
is afraid of sunlight.
What else?
Garlic.
Wind stakes.
I don't know.
- What else?
- I can't remember.
- What else?
- I don't know!
Whatever that thing was.
I believe Gabriel was
trying to warn us.
It could of been
one and the same.
What does that mean?
If that thing is
what I think it is
then bullets won't
do us any good.
Like with Gabriel.
And unlike Gabriel we won't
have a giant fucking table
to throw that thing onto.
So I suggest we figure out
how to survive till dawn.
Great.
No.
No, you're gonna do it.
You're gonna get out,
you're gonna get out,
you're gonna get out.
I'm gonna make it,
I'm gonna make it.
I think this false
false is fucking us.
Fucking bullshit.
Buy that um...
Buy that fucking boat, James.
Yeah, you're gonna get it.
Yeah, you're gonna
fucking do it.
You're gonna buy it.
Sage.
Looks like bite marks.
What did she say?
She was just luck.
Thought so.
Get up.
Get up.
Go find us as much wood as
you caN find, you hear me?
Go.
And hey, you pull
that shit again,
I will put a bullet
in your head.
Do we understand each other?
You two.
I want you against the
wall with your backs to us.
You said we needed
her back there.
I think she
knows what this is.
She may be the last
link to the money.
I hope you're right.
Oh, she's definitely right.
Now, now, let's not do
anything we'll regret.
Put the guns down.
Come on, you can do it.
Yeah, good boy.
That's a good boy.
You, too, gorgeous.
I got a shot.
Sage, do what he says.
Do what he says, Sage.
Drop the gun, Sage.
Slide it.
Now let's play a little
game of finder's keepers.
I found these in
the closet upstairs.
With the owners all
shredded to pieces.
Now, I'm gonna be around
and find out who or what.
No, no, I'm getting out of here.
Tonight.
James, we don't
know what's out there.
Our best idea is
to stay until dawn,
fortify this place and make sure
- we get outta here alive.
- Shut up, shut up!
- You-
- James, you're drunk.
The only way out of
this is together.
You lied to me!
You're wasting time.
You lied to me.
What did you take
from Botero's office?
I told you we
didn't take anything.
Give it to me!
I told you we didn't take any-
Is your memory refreshed?
Or do you want me to
put one in his skull?
You know, I had a chat.
A little chat with our
angel here earlier.
Turns out we have
mutual friends.
You named us out.
Act surprised.
Suicide mission, remember?
This is what 14 billion
dollars looks like.
I hope you all make
it through the night.
Fuck you.
Where did she go?
Where did she go?
She couldn't of gone far.
He must have
found another way.
He's still inside.
Solomon.
My god.
Botero.
Bitch!
You're fucking dead!
I know you can understand me.
Something's not right.
Hey, Solomon.
It's the same as Gabriel.
Exactly.
She
asked you a question.
Where am I?
You speak English.
Where I am cannot
be understood.
What are you and your
daughter doing here?
What are we fighting?
You shouldn't of come here.
He will never let you leave.
Sage.
We need to get to
the car right now.
Sage, get over here.
Look.
She couldn't of gone far.
How's your leg?
Just find her.
And Sage, if this goes
south you don't look back.
People see what
they want to see.
Projections of a world
as they want it to be.
You were never
going to turn me.
Why turn a root into a
flower only to watch it perish?
And after all this time
I can finally sense it,
feel it, longing to be
reunited with its master.
She will never stay with you.
Never see you for
what you truly are.
Child,
this is why you linger.
You have no faith.
It's me.
What the fuck is that thing?
I don't know.
What are those?
Not nearly enough.
We should leave.
Solomon.
Hey.
What's happening to you?
You need to move.
Get your gun off my
brother or I will put one
in between your eyes.
That is not your
brother anymore.
I won't ask again.
All right.
Hey.
Hey, Sol.
Solomon.
We're getting
across that border.
Hey.
Hey, Solomon.
No more fighting, remember?
After all.
You see?
See, you could lose
the paperweights.
Silver hurts like hell.
And I'm guessing daylight
isn't too fun either.
Isn't that right, my friend?
That's right.
I bet your grandmother
told you more than stories.
The streets will
remember many names.
Botero is but another face
to be forgotten over time.
And is the devil.
You and I know
when to be afraid.
It won't be long now.
You wanted
us to capture you.
I never intended on letting
my money out of my sight.
And after your hit
on my cash house
Botero was no
longer a safe alias.
What's happening to him?
He belongs to him now.
Who?
Asidaya.
The other vehicle,
that's your way out.
I don't have another vehicle.
The garage
but I won't leave
without the codes.
Where are they?
Third level of the
house with James.
If you go near my brother
I'll kill you myself.
You were never going
to get away with it.
I know.
We both know she won't
have the heart to do it.
There's still one place
that remains vulnerable,
and judging by the weight
there's only one bullet left.
You wish to kill me.
Show me your face
and let's find out.
I've waited so long to return
the necklace to
its rightful owner.
I do not wish to harm you,
I want to offer you something
far greater than death.
Stay the fuck away from me.
I want to
save your brother.
What are you talking about?
He's becoming a familiar.
A ghoul.
Soon to be blind to this world.
He won't even know your name.
But if you come with me,
to me, I shall spare his life.
You have until dawn
to make your choice.
Get my
sister away from here.
Solomon, get up.
Get up.
- The necklace.
- Come on.
Solomon.
- Hey.
- Now.
Come on.
Sage.
There's only an hour until dawn.
No.
Hey.
Don't follow me.
It's gonna be okay.
Sage?
I told you not to follow me.
You had your choice.
She's past the flesh, my savior.
And my brother?
It's your turn.
Should remain.
Sacrifices.
Give me him.
Let me show you appreciation.
Now I want you to be a vessel.
I watched what happened once
taken from me.
I will not watch
you perish again.
This much I'm sure.
I can't let you sleep,
most beautiful as ever.
You'll always be a part of evil.
Miguel, get inside.
Children.
I had a daughter
just as stubborn.
Yeah.
It can be a handful.
Who did you say
you were looking for?
El Diablo.
Looking for such a
man would be dangerous.
For him.
Welcome to Mexico,
Mrs. Hillson.
You better
move your asses.
Suppress your fire!
Man down!
Move 'em down!
Let's
move, let's move!
Dumb luck.
That's four.
On your six.
We have two
minutes before this place
is crawling with Botero's men.
We're out of time.
Leave him!
What you got there?
What you got there?
Hey, no, no, look at me.
No, don't look over there.
Eyes front, son.
What the fuck is he doing?
Look, I want you
to remember this.
All right, all of it.
All right, don't try
to run from the pain.
You hear me?
No matter how much it hurts,
no matter how much you want to.
Let's leave the scene, Gabriel.
What the fuck you doin'?
Go!
What the fuck did
you just say to me?
Hey!
Gabriel!
Fucker was
reaching for his gun.
God fuck.
God damn god fucking damn.
Bullshit.
Amateur hour bullshit.
Nice.
Fucking freak.
Lewis is dead.
Hey.
Hey, I'm talking to
you, motherfucker.
Hey.
Okay.
Are you fucking stupid?
Don't you see? Look, the
Caymans, Switzerland.
It's all there.
Here.
Lewis's take.
All right, listen up.
We got the SWIFcodes and the BICs
for all the major dealers.
Russian Mafia, Spanish
Cartel, Mexican drug lords.
All of 'em.
Every major crime syndicate
in the past 10 years.
The ones the government
wanted erased.
Now, watch for tails.
Everyone do circle backs.
We reconvene here in seven days.
If anyone doesn't
wanna accept the risks,
take your shares up
to the collector,
get your cut, this will be
the end of our arrangement
no questions asked.
All right.
It's settled, then.
Military training.
Discharged for hyper aggression.
You're bad.
Do you like what you see?
No, you don't go after him.
It's his sister.
They call her the Reaper.
The Reaper.
Solomon was commissioned
to do a black ops mission
on the Nasirez Family.
Got double crossed, they
each held them for ransom.
CIA officially tried
to bury the whole story
but the rumor is the
person who did the rescue
was fluent in over 20 languages.
Hand-to-hand combat,
weapons specialist.
12 dead, decapitated no trace.
You want something
done? She's the one.
Kira.
Rumor is she lost her brother
in a human trafficking ring.
East Asia.
She was the personal
security detail for
- Al Pacten Renault.
- Bang bang.
The richest
Saudi Shiite in Abu Dhabi.
The only woman to
ever make it through
the ministry's defense system.
And literally only sued 11.
She's the driver?
Putting her behind the
wheels for our security.
This one's Ghost.
- Don't know much about him.
- Hey, what's going on?
What the fuck do you want?
Fucking rats.
It's all there.
What do you want in
exchange for these dossiers?
Hey, easy, easy, easy.
Back off.
Back off.
Tell me why I shouldn't kill
you right where you stand.
Freedom.
I want out.
I'm tired of doing all the
work and only getting fifth.
Fuck that.
If I'm to believe your story,
I am to fortify all my
safe houses across Texas.
This is impossible
within a week's time.
No, I'm gonna keep
the key code on me.
If you roll, Alban will
deliver your intestines
to 1748 Offenfelder Drive.
Maybe I cut off
your fucking tongue
and hand it to your
sister Jor in Croatia.
All right, listen up.
Thanks.
No problem.
We are officially burned.
Every governmental
database from here to
the Middle East
will have our photo.
With a direct shoot-to-kill
order attached to it.
Our intel has confirmed the
Boteros moved over 80 million
in cash assets from
the safehouses.
What's that? 40%?
It's enough to know
that he's spooked.
That our little snatch
and grab job last week
got his attention.
I wonder if he has
a badass shark tank.
I bet you'd look
good in my shark tank.
Botero will move all his
assets into this compound.
All right? It's
state of the art.
I'm talking motion sensors
positioned in and around.
Fiber optic source
embedding and stores data
offsite remotely and it
shifts and changed IPs
every 15 seconds.
The key codes will be stored
in an anechoic chamber.
The fuck is that?
Sound dampening room.
No sound in, no sound out.
80 million dollars?
I say the hell
with the key codes,
let's take the sure
thing and get out.
Good luck spending
any of that.
The marked bills will have you
tagged and flagged like that.
The Ascenian bank code we
took from Botero's safehouse
was calculated.
It was the least guarded, the
least likely to be thought
of by anyone trying to
make a move on Botero.
Which is why he felt
safe enough to store
all the information
that's gonna lead us
to the money that the
feds wanted off the books.
We're talking one
billion, clean.
One billion.
Split five ways?
No.
One billion per
account routing number.
We get the key code which
links all the accounts
to one central withdrawal.
Bitcoin exchange, stocks, bonds.
Everything the Mexican
Cartel and the Russian Mob
have laundered with the
help of the CIA and FBI.
I'm gonna buy a boat.
Big fucking boat.
What's the catch?
We take the key
codes, get out clean.
If we make it out
alive, what's the catch?
We have to do
this tomorrow night.
No fucking way.
That's fucking suicide.
Hey, everybody
shut the fuck up.
We didn't just steal from
the cartel, all right?
Every governmental agency.
Ones you know, ones
you never knew existed.
The entire fucking Langley
gang is headed this way.
All right, the only thing
we have at our disposal
is the element of surprise.
Money ain't no good if you
aint allowed to spend it.
It's not gonna matter,
we're all ghosts anyway.
The hell does that mean?
Hey, let it go.
No, seriously.
We've all got pretty
goddamn close, but you...
I don't know a fucking
thing about you.
I'm just a humble servant.
Fuck does that mean?
Hey.
- Fuck that.
- All right.
Look, if y'all are done...
The way I see it is
there's only two ways
you're gonna leave this
and that's looking over
your shoulder for the rest
of your life until you
are hunted and killed.
Or looking over your
shoulder with enough money
to buy your way out of
hell once your time is up.
It's your choice.
If you're late don't
bother showing up.
Fuck these motherfuckers.
Keep pressure on this.
They're fucking shooting.
Drive, drive!
He's going to
fucking bleed out.
Gabriel, stay with us.
We have to make it to the pier.
That's too far,
he won't make it.
Him or us?
Fuck you.
Wish he didn't fuck up.
Sage, what do you wanna do?
We won't make it
with dead weight.
I'm pulling in.
On the fucking ground!
Up there.
Upstairs.
Clear.
Moving.
Solomon.
What is this?
They haven't moved.
I said everyone get
on the fucking ground.
Right now.
Hey, check this out.
Stopped the bleeding, but...
But?
But there's what? What is it?
Look for yourself.
Watch them.
I'm gonna check for
tracers in the car.
Need to find a getaway.
I'm sure they made our plates.
What the fuck?
He's lost too much blood.
Right now.
He's going to go into
kidney failure and...
And his body will
continue to shut down.
There's no more running now.
What?
How are we supposed
to get answers now?
Don't you fucking talk
to me about answers.
I told you not to bring
in that goddamn freakshow.
I told you, I fucking told you.
Now you got every one
of us fucking killed.
This is on you.
All of it.
Fuck.
Gabriel needs blood and he
needs it within the hour.
Ammo?
Charlie, two glocks,
three magazines, that's it.
Sage found a grade
two tracker on the car
which means they had us pinned
from the very beginning.
How is that possible?
I don't know.
Well, maybe they got
to it while we were inside.
No, this level of
access requires
the full sophistication.
And the only ones with that
are the ones in this room.
Still doesn't
explain how we made out
with eight million bills.
Five.
Five.
We're lucky we made
it out with any take at all.
Five million.
This ain't get away money,
it's fucking burial expenses.
Hey, they made our plates,
we need to find a getaway car.
Clean.
How much
time do we have before
they come knocking
on every door?
A
couple of hours max.
Five fucking million.
How do we even know that
there were ever any key codes?
If you got something
that needs clarifying, ask.
No one could of
predicted the Botero
would lead us into a trap, okay?
There's something
you ain't telling us.
This whole thing smells.
What do we do with the
family in the other room?
They've seen our faces.
We do nothing until
we know where we are
and we find a
different escape route.
All right, they're
probably gonna be waiting
for us on the other side.
So that's it?
We just sit and wait.
What about Gabriel?
How do we get out
of the country?
With their help.
Stashed 'em in the trunk.
Hey.
Hey, look at me.
How did you know we were coming?
Answer him, you fuck.
- That's enough.
- No, I wanna hear
what the fuck he has to say.
Ah, fuck!
Shit.
Son of a bitch!
Son of a bitch!
- He bit me!
- Are you okay?
Fine, fuck you, too.
Settle down, everyone.
All right, we're
gonna do this my way.
Does anyone have a
problem with that?
No more of this cavalier
shit, you got me?
- Solomon.
- What?
What the fuck?
Must be in shock.
Someone's here.
Don't make me use this.
You are going to keep her
quiet for the next 15 minutes
or I will dissect your
fucking head from your body.
You speak that clearly?
Move. Come on.
How's your hand?
Yeah, I'll live.
What are we doing about him?
Take him to the
back, keep him quiet.
Not empty handed, though.
Foreplay's for after
we get acquainted.
There we go.
One hour.
After that every
man for himself.
Come on.
Let's go.
Don't open this door
and don't move until
we come get you.
- Come inside.
- On me.
Moving.
Clear.
What are you doing here?
Do you know us?
My name is Luther
and you're trespassing
in my home.
Did Botero send you?
I don't know
anyone by that name.
He's lying.
Take whatever
you need and please leave.
Why do you
have people chained?
Choose your
next words very carefully.
Shit.
This is my squatter's home.
People looking to escape
their situations come here.
Sometimes families.
Check this out.
Seems legit.
Goddamn sanctuary
for abused families.
We require a vehicle, and
any ammunition you have.
Maybe you'll make
it to see dawn.
I have a
car in the garage.
Aw, you'd do that for me?
It's fully gassed and
big enough for all of you.
Just take it and go.
I don't want anymore trouble.
Kira.
Take Mr. Luther to the garage.
If he's lying you put
a bullet in his head.
Come on, let's move.
Okay, we get the
car and we load up.
Anyone not in the car in half
an hour, you're on your own.
Keep your hands on your head.
Move!
I don't know what you've done,
but it's not too late to
turn around and walk away.
Oh, I plan on walking
away rich in the boat.
I have a
confession to make.
Stop.
What the fuck?
Luther?
I'm not fucking around!
Where are you?
We need to figure
this shit out.
It's Gabriel.
I'll go check it out.
Kira shoulda been back by now.
Maybe she's up
there telling Luther
all our little secrets.
Maybe she did what we
all should've done and
took the car and looked
out for ourselves.
Gonna go see what
our Spanish fly
has to offer this pot luck.
Solomon.
I'm here.
Solomon.
You need to leave
this place, brother.
You need to leave.
You need to leave this place
before it's...
Before it's too late.
We got a car.
We're gonna get
you to a hospital.
Yeah, thanks, Solomon, man.
I ain't one of 'em.
Oh, look at you.
You must've been one
of his top whores.
Where are the key codes?
Where's the drive?
I told you foreplay's for later.
The codes.
Solomon, I really.
I made a huge mistake.
What are you talking about?
Couldn't save you because...
I couldn't save you.
Because...
Because he wanted her.
Her?
What are you talking about?
You were in the shadow
of it all.
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me!
There's nothing...
Nothing that you
could do not to.
Gabriel.
Gabriel.
Go in peace, brother.
It's on a jump drive.
You're gonna tell
me everything you know.
Don't do it!
Would you look at that?
I've seen some crazy
shit, but I never thought-
That's Daya.
My grandmother would tell us
tales to drown out the screams
from people being murdered
in the streets of Serbia.
Began with tales
of the Babaroga.
Creatures who feasted
off the livestock
and they came about as daya.
The devil of three faces.
She used to say.
As daya reveal what
you want to see,
the evil you want to hide,
and what evil you truly are.
So you're telling me
that our compadre here
is some sort of monster.
In her stories the
monsters were always man.
As the dayas are penanced,
their punishment
for being wicked.
Someone's here.
- Luther?
- Not sure.
Officer Majors.
I'm here on a complaint.
- Be smart.
- Officer Majors.
Anybody home?
Sorry to bother you.
The neighbors reported
hearing large commotions
coming from this area.
Have you heard anything?
Anything suspicious or
out of the ordinary?
Ma'am?
Yeah.
Sorry.
Everything's fine.
I was moving a very large table.
Must've been louder
than I thought.
Moving
furniture did that to you?
This is a shelter for
those who need help.
For those who can't
help themselves.
I'm so sorry.
- It's fine.
- Just go ahead and keep
it down, we don't
want dispatch sending
more people to disturb you.
No, we wouldn't.
Keep the radio off.
Just one more thing.
I used to be one of those women.
I will often forget
my story, as well.
Hands up now.
We've got
a gun to her head,
and a gun to your side.
Would you care to
repeat, Officer Majors?
Ma'am, I need
you to walk towards me.
I can't do that.
If she moves I will shoot her.
You
gotta listen to me.
Trust me, I'm
wearing a body cam.
- I'm gonna count to three.
- They will not shoot you,
because if they do every
cop in a 20 mile radius
- will converge on this place.
- One.
- Ma'am, you have to trust me.
- Two.
Walk towards me now.
That's it, that's it.
Keep coming, get behind me.
Now we're gonna
get into this car.
Get behind me.
I don't know your names,
I haven't seen your faces.
We're gonna get out
of here, both of us.
How about now?
My face clear enough for you?
We can't let you take her.
She has something
very valuable to us.
I don't
know who you are.
I'm gonna take her, we're
gonna get into this-
Oh my god!
Oh god!
No!
What
the fuck was that?
We need to get the
fuck out of here right now.
God damn
giant fucking things.
What the fuck is that?
Sage, are you okay?
What are our exit points?
It flew down
from the fucking sky.
James, walk it off.
- James, walk it off now.
- The fucking sky.
We need to be ready for
whenever that thing comes back.
Hey.
Finish your story.
Finish your goddamn story.
The beast as daya
is afraid of sunlight.
What else?
Garlic.
Wind stakes.
I don't know.
- What else?
- I can't remember.
- What else?
- I don't know!
Whatever that thing was.
I believe Gabriel was
trying to warn us.
It could of been
one and the same.
What does that mean?
If that thing is
what I think it is
then bullets won't
do us any good.
Like with Gabriel.
And unlike Gabriel we won't
have a giant fucking table
to throw that thing onto.
So I suggest we figure out
how to survive till dawn.
Great.
No.
No, you're gonna do it.
You're gonna get out,
you're gonna get out,
you're gonna get out.
I'm gonna make it,
I'm gonna make it.
I think this false
false is fucking us.
Fucking bullshit.
Buy that um...
Buy that fucking boat, James.
Yeah, you're gonna get it.
Yeah, you're gonna
fucking do it.
You're gonna buy it.
Sage.
Looks like bite marks.
What did she say?
She was just luck.
Thought so.
Get up.
Get up.
Go find us as much wood as
you caN find, you hear me?
Go.
And hey, you pull
that shit again,
I will put a bullet
in your head.
Do we understand each other?
You two.
I want you against the
wall with your backs to us.
You said we needed
her back there.
I think she
knows what this is.
She may be the last
link to the money.
I hope you're right.
Oh, she's definitely right.
Now, now, let's not do
anything we'll regret.
Put the guns down.
Come on, you can do it.
Yeah, good boy.
That's a good boy.
You, too, gorgeous.
I got a shot.
Sage, do what he says.
Do what he says, Sage.
Drop the gun, Sage.
Slide it.
Now let's play a little
game of finder's keepers.
I found these in
the closet upstairs.
With the owners all
shredded to pieces.
Now, I'm gonna be around
and find out who or what.
No, no, I'm getting out of here.
Tonight.
James, we don't
know what's out there.
Our best idea is
to stay until dawn,
fortify this place and make sure
- we get outta here alive.
- Shut up, shut up!
- You-
- James, you're drunk.
The only way out of
this is together.
You lied to me!
You're wasting time.
You lied to me.
What did you take
from Botero's office?
I told you we
didn't take anything.
Give it to me!
I told you we didn't take any-
Is your memory refreshed?
Or do you want me to
put one in his skull?
You know, I had a chat.
A little chat with our
angel here earlier.
Turns out we have
mutual friends.
You named us out.
Act surprised.
Suicide mission, remember?
This is what 14 billion
dollars looks like.
I hope you all make
it through the night.
Fuck you.
Where did she go?
Where did she go?
She couldn't of gone far.
He must have
found another way.
He's still inside.
Solomon.
My god.
Botero.
Bitch!
You're fucking dead!
I know you can understand me.
Something's not right.
Hey, Solomon.
It's the same as Gabriel.
Exactly.
She
asked you a question.
Where am I?
You speak English.
Where I am cannot
be understood.
What are you and your
daughter doing here?
What are we fighting?
You shouldn't of come here.
He will never let you leave.
Sage.
We need to get to
the car right now.
Sage, get over here.
Look.
She couldn't of gone far.
How's your leg?
Just find her.
And Sage, if this goes
south you don't look back.
People see what
they want to see.
Projections of a world
as they want it to be.
You were never
going to turn me.
Why turn a root into a
flower only to watch it perish?
And after all this time
I can finally sense it,
feel it, longing to be
reunited with its master.
She will never stay with you.
Never see you for
what you truly are.
Child,
this is why you linger.
You have no faith.
It's me.
What the fuck is that thing?
I don't know.
What are those?
Not nearly enough.
We should leave.
Solomon.
Hey.
What's happening to you?
You need to move.
Get your gun off my
brother or I will put one
in between your eyes.
That is not your
brother anymore.
I won't ask again.
All right.
Hey.
Hey, Sol.
Solomon.
We're getting
across that border.
Hey.
Hey, Solomon.
No more fighting, remember?
After all.
You see?
See, you could lose
the paperweights.
Silver hurts like hell.
And I'm guessing daylight
isn't too fun either.
Isn't that right, my friend?
That's right.
I bet your grandmother
told you more than stories.
The streets will
remember many names.
Botero is but another face
to be forgotten over time.
And is the devil.
You and I know
when to be afraid.
It won't be long now.
You wanted
us to capture you.
I never intended on letting
my money out of my sight.
And after your hit
on my cash house
Botero was no
longer a safe alias.
What's happening to him?
He belongs to him now.
Who?
Asidaya.
The other vehicle,
that's your way out.
I don't have another vehicle.
The garage
but I won't leave
without the codes.
Where are they?
Third level of the
house with James.
If you go near my brother
I'll kill you myself.
You were never going
to get away with it.
I know.
We both know she won't
have the heart to do it.
There's still one place
that remains vulnerable,
and judging by the weight
there's only one bullet left.
You wish to kill me.
Show me your face
and let's find out.
I've waited so long to return
the necklace to
its rightful owner.
I do not wish to harm you,
I want to offer you something
far greater than death.
Stay the fuck away from me.
I want to
save your brother.
What are you talking about?
He's becoming a familiar.
A ghoul.
Soon to be blind to this world.
He won't even know your name.
But if you come with me,
to me, I shall spare his life.
You have until dawn
to make your choice.
Get my
sister away from here.
Solomon, get up.
Get up.
- The necklace.
- Come on.
Solomon.
- Hey.
- Now.
Come on.
Sage.
There's only an hour until dawn.
No.
Hey.
Don't follow me.
It's gonna be okay.
Sage?
I told you not to follow me.
You had your choice.
She's past the flesh, my savior.
And my brother?
It's your turn.
Should remain.
Sacrifices.
Give me him.
Let me show you appreciation.
Now I want you to be a vessel.
I watched what happened once
taken from me.
I will not watch
you perish again.
This much I'm sure.
I can't let you sleep,
most beautiful as ever.
You'll always be a part of evil.
Miguel, get inside.
Children.
I had a daughter
just as stubborn.
Yeah.
It can be a handful.
Who did you say
you were looking for?
El Diablo.
Looking for such a
man would be dangerous.
For him.
Welcome to Mexico,
Mrs. Hillson.