L.A.'s Finest (2019) s01e06 Episode Script

...My Lovely

1 Previously on "L.
A.
's Finest" NANCY: Sam, can you thin of anyone that may have wanted to hurt you? - There was this new guy, Karim.
- Mm.
- Is that where you met Eve? - What she got to do with this? Because that's where we found her, at your church.
Here's why I couldn't pick up with you over my shoulder.
- We're having a baby.
- What? We're not tellin people yet, but - she was calling about her appointment.
- [Laughs.]
This isn't the first time we've been pregnant.
We lost the first one, and the second time, Michelle ended up in the ICU.
- Who the hell are you? - I hear you were looking for me.
Patel? I'm looking for this dickhead millennial.
- Name's Arlo.
- I'm on it.
- What do you want? - It's what Mr.
Knox wants.
Now you're gonna be taught a lesson.
Yeah, you tried that already, remember? [Gun cocks.]
Now, this time I'm coming after someone you care about.
[Knock on door.]
Hey.
You okay? Yeah.
He's threatened to hurt someone close to me.
He left all these pictures and said it was a scavenger hunt.
And you said over the phone something about time, right? 24 hours, give or take.
You're sure this one of Knox's guys? Arlo.
I will never forget his face.
He was the one who held me at gunpoint in my apartment.
Well, Gabriel Knox wouldn't kill a cop, right? 'Cause it's bad for business.
And he won't harm the D.
A.
or his daughter.
Too much heat.
Maybe, but, still, you know Yeah, you got to be careful.
I'm gonna tell Patrick that there's been some threats related to the task force.
- What's going on? - Nothing.
- Just working on a case.
- Ooh, can I see? - No.
- No.
Lame.
Night.
Night! - I got to go.
- What? No, stay here.
It's safer.
I got to check up on Joseph.
Oh, yeah.
I mean, if it's not him, who else? I don't know.
These faceless pictures could be anyone I know.
- Take care of yourself.
- You, too.
[Knock on door.]
Come in here.
Close the door.
- Where the hell have you been? - I've been busy.
It is gamey in here, dude.
Have you been outside? No, asshole.
I can't leave.
That's why I hired you, remember? Yeah, well, here.
- What is this? - That's half your money back.
I don't want half the money back.
- I want Arlo.
- Well, you didn't tell me about The Armenian, and I'm not suicidal.
- Who's The Armenian? - Dude, you are in way over your head.
The Armenian is the guy who makes people disappear.
- What, like a hit man? - No, the opposite.
He doesn't he doesn't take your life, he gives you a brand-new one, relocates people that need to be disappeared and never be seen from again.
New identities, new documents, a whole new life.
So you're saying you're saying Arlo disappeared? Arlo doesn't exist! All right? He's an identity created by The Armenian.
I'm not getting involved in that drama for nobody and no amount of money.
So this this Armenian, how do I find him? [Dog barking in distance.]
You're gonna need a lot more bullets.
[Knock on door.]
- [Glass thuds.]
- [Sighs.]
- Hey.
- Hey.
Thanks for coming.
You want to tell me what's going on? Well, like I said on the phone, it's just a case that has me a little freaked out.
Hmm.
A case.
It's Knox.
His people threatened me.
[Sighs.]
Well, you got what you wanted.
Knox is coming to you.
Is that your version of "I told you so?" Statement of fact.
Really felt like "I told you so.
" I did, didn't I? [Chuckles.]
I'm here.
Get some sleep.
You're sure you're cool with keeping watch? It's not my first time.
I'll be your saviour in the night A defender by your side If you need me, I will be there Call on me Oh, baby baby you're my little baby tonight Oh, yeah You're my little sugar gonna give me Some of your sweetness that's right Oh, yeah Put your arms around, put your arms around me, yeah Oh, yeah Hey, this is Sam.
I have four months on testosterone, and I'm starting to notice a definite voice drop, um, and my stubble's coming in a little bit thicker, so I've started shaving, and I'm nicking myself a lot less.
Release it for me, lady Squeeze me blue [Keys jingle.]
[Engine starts.]
[Cellphone rings.]
[Car chiming.]
[Ringing continues.]
Hello? Are you serious? I just saw Karim.
[Glass shattering, tires screeching.]
[Clattering.]
Sorry.
Didn't mean to wake you.
No, I'm glad you did.
I actually got to go.
No, no.
Fuel up first.
- [Liquid pouring.]
- Corn flake French toast? It was your favorite.
I don't have any of these ingredients here.
- You brought it? - You complainin'? Hell no.
Thank you.
Mm, your friend Jules does he still have that cabin up in Big Bear? You thinking about leaving town? Not exactly.
[Gasps.]
You didn't ask me here to protect you.
You wanted me here so you could protect me.
- Would you have come otherwise? - You slept the whole time! Is that your idea of protection? I was exhausted.
Two birds, one stone.
Listen, if you're not gonna go to Big Bear, lay low today.
I'll be okay.
You need to take care of yourself.
You can help me with that by staying safe.
You have my word.
You bought real butter? [Chuckles.]
Ahh! [School bell rings.]
Did I do something wrong? No! I mean, did you? - Why are you walking me to class? - I'm not walking you to class, I'm just walking you to the entrance.
No, we're at the entrance.
- Nancy, what's going on? - Nothing! Just make sure after school you go straight to Letti's house, all right? [Indistinct conversations.]
And you can't leave there unless your father or I are there to pick you up.
Understand? If the goal is to convince me that everything is fine, you're failing miserably.
Uh, is it about Syd? No! No! Everything's fine.
It's just I'm a cop, and it's a dangerous job sometimes.
I'm paranoid, okay? So, to recap, I'm not grounded, but I can't go anywhere or do anything.
- Right.
Just for today.
- [School bell rings.]
Okay, you're being super weird.
Love you! Stranger danger! I'm not 5.
[Indistinct conversations.]
- Don't move! - It's me.
It's me.
Dante! [Sighs.]
- [Car door closes.]
- You cannot keep showing up like this.
Well, then start returning my texts.
What are you doing here? I'm doing your job for you, okay? I'm close to finding out who killed Ray.
Dante, you can't do that.
What am I supposed to do, huh? Am I supposed to wait at my place for someone - to take me out? - No, that's not what I'm I can't leave my place, I can't even see my kid.
And let's not forget this only happened because your partner pissed off some drug dick that Ray was working with.
That punk Arlo.
- Wait, Arlo? - Mm-hmm.
You're close to finding him? I got the name of some guy that I I can't track down.
That's why I'm here.
I need your help.
All right.
We find that guy, I'm out of your life for good.
Okay? I know that's what you want.
I'll call you when I when I find something out.
[Car door closes.]
[Indistinct shouting.]
- NICO: Dante! - Nico! Damn, son, you got big! Perez! I thought you had another two months! Oh, my God, I wanted to pick you up.
There was overcrowding, I guess.
Been waiting for you.
Nancy's been counting down.
[Sighs.]
I've missed you so much.
Mm! What? Come here.
[Siren wails in distance.]
I need my half of the money.
You still have it, right? It's not here.
She was gonna find it.
It's in a locker.
- What about our plan? - Plan's got to wait.
Got to wait? I have been waiting.
For you.
What's going on, Dante? I just I need it, all right? Just get the money, and I'll come back later.
- Is everything okay? - No, Perez.
It's not.
- [Keys clacking.]
- Nazar Sarafyan.
Well, no one by that name in our database.
I mean, are you surprised? This is a guy who creates identities for a living.
Well, what the hell do you suggest we do? I'll call Fletcher.
Are you sure this intel is reliable? Yes.
Why would Dante lie? He wants Arlo just as much as you do.
And you trust him, after all this time, just like that? Yeah.
I do.
Okay.
McKenna! Yo, can we borrow your brain? Yeah.
- What's up? - Hey.
Eve here was brutally stabbed and killed.
Four days later, her boyfriend Karim was found dead, multiple stab wounds topped off with a knife in his chest.
The killer was careful.
There's no fingerprints, no DNA, no sign of forced entry.
Well, he probably knew Karim.
Yeah, but maybe we're looking at this thing wrong.
Maybe it is about Karim.
He's a boxer.
Maybe it was a fight that continued outside the ring.
No.
Karim and Eve's death are definitely connected.
See, Eve was trying to shed her old skin and and step into the person she always knew she was on the inside.
The killer wanted her exposed in death.
This was just as much about him as it was about her.
Someone wanted both of them dead.
Okay, but we've been digging into their lives, and there's a zero pool of people that would have motive to murder them both.
I've seen this casserole dish at the, uh, the group meeting at the church.
And look! Look, look, look.
It still has condensation, which means it was still warm when the tech arrived.
Close nab, CSI: Food Network.
I told you you need to learn how to cook.
It'll expand your thinking.
- This is one time - NANCY: Sam.
That's his! He stress-eats! Sam was the one that told us about Eve and Karim's relationship.
So Sam knew they were a couple, and now his dish is at the murder scene.
All right, all right, all right.
But if he was the killer, why would he tip us off as to who the next victim was? Obviously the killer wanted us to find - Eve's body, right? - Yeah.
Why not Karim's, as well? So Sam's our man.
I mean, well, he's part of the transgender group, so Oh, oh, right.
So, what was the pronoun that Sam went by? - "He.
" - He.
- He.
- So he's our man.
Sam's our man.
- What? - You guys Listen, we're just trying to do the right thing.
We're trying to be sensitive.
If she was our girl, then we would been you would have been mad.
Why don't we hit up the mall All that you want buy it all Oh, you buying all of the clothes Please tell me when the mall closes Too much fur on them shoulders These shopping bags is like boulders But popping tag is so worth it Yeah, mami Cuz baby girl you're so perfect I can feel the pressure building up [Door buzzes.]
KAT: Hi.
- Can I help you? - Yes.
I really like this bracelet, but I don't know if it's right for my girl.
It has to be perfect.
Oh, this is a gorgeous piece.
I think she'll really like it.
Could you try it on? Oh, of course.
Hmm.
Something's not quite right.
I know.
Can you change the sapphires for emeralds? Well, we did just receive a shipment in.
We can have it done for you by the end of today, but it's gonna be costly.
Price is not a problem.
Okay.
Was she born in May? How did you know? I'm a May baby.
Love my emeralds.
[Both laugh.]
- Perfect.
- We'll get that done for you.
Great.
You want to strip down and join in? Yeah, maybe next time.
You got what I asked for? We could have done this on the phone.
Or did you come to watch my Downward Facing Dog? I'm on the clock, Fletch.
All right, damn.
Thank you.
And, uh, can you do me a favor and just lay low for the rest of today? That's okay, Syd.
I did your intel.
The Armenian can't trace it back to me.
Oh, no.
Not him.
Someone is threatening my people, and I don't know who the target is.
Am I your people? I mean, like not, like, my like my people, people, but, like, my creepy uncle that owes me money people, yeah.
Hmm.
I guess I can call it a day.
Thanks for the heads up.
But I keep my body tight, Syd.
Anybody coming after ol' Fletch is in for a fight.
- [Cellphone rings.]
- Hey, that rhymes.
Be careful.
McKenna, I got a hit.
MAN: Hang on.
You're gonna be fine.
Hey.
Turns out Sam was on the phone when he got T-boned.
You all right? Uh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
So, the other driver was shaken up, but he's in stable condition.
The accident didn't seem related to our case.
But we can put Sam at the crime scene.
He might be our killer.
Sam? Yeah.
Uh, I'm Detective Baines.
This is my partner, Detective Walker.
- Did you find her? - Find who? The woman.
I heard them fighting.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Slow down.
We're here to talk about this.
MAN: Hang on.
Hang on.
We're here to talk about Karim Delgado.
Yo, Walker.
- Walker! - [Clears throat.]
That's who I'm talking about Karim.
Does this dish belong to you? Yeah.
I was bringing it to Karim.
Cooking it's what I do.
It's how I cope.
I've been in the kitchen since Eve died.
Karim was such a nice man.
I just wanted to bring him some food.
I mean, he just lost Eve.
I didn't know what else to do.
But then I get this call.
Karim is dead.
You said you heard someone fighting.
I went to the door and I heard shouting, so I went back to my car.
From the street, I could see Karim and some blonde woman in the window.
She was upset about something.
Do you know who she was? Never seen her before, but she knew him.
Thank you.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, yeah.
I'm good.
Just keep going.
Dude, we've been through all of these.
There's no blonde woman that looks anything like what Sam described.
Right.
Not in Karim's life, and not in Eve's life.
But what about before Eve's life? Let's see if there's something on, uh, Sawyer Bellows.
Eve's identity before her transition.
Let's pull up her social media.
That's got to be our blonde.
On, snap.
[Laughs.]
Yo, they were engaged.
"Announcing the engagement of Sawyer Bellows and Holly Gero.
" Damn! Let's find an address on Holly.
Let's do it.
[Train horn blares.]
DANTE: What the hell is she doing here? - Solving your problem.
- You asked for my help.
This is what it looks like.
Well, if I had known she was gonna be involved, I wouldn't have asked for your help.
Bullshit.
You hit a dead end and you needed us.
You're as much to blame for what happened to Ray as anyone else, so why should I trust you? Look, you both want the same thing, okay? So if you don't trust each other, trust me.
This is the only way.
Yeah.
Your Armenian goes by the name "Nazar Sarafyan," probably an alias, but it's the name on a deed of a social club on Normandie that's a known Armenian Power hangout.
- So he's mobbed up? - And then some.
And on the side, he creates identities like he did for Arlo.
Sarafyan is smart.
He keeps detailed records of all his clientele in case anyone wants to roll over on him.
No better leverage on the present than someone's past.
- There's nothing in here about Arlo.
- No shit.
That's because Sarafyan keeps his records old-school paper files under lock and key.
All un-hackable.
Air gapped the old-fashioned way.
We think he keeps them at the social club.
It fronts as an Armenian game room.
Okay, well, you're cops, so - raid him.
- Mm, see, that's the thing.
Our intel on Sarafyan comes from a 7-foot ex-con whose testimony would never secure a search warrant.
Okay, so So what do you suggest? We rob him.
Excuse me? You want to rob the Armenian mafia? - That's suicide.
- Did I offend your sensibilities? You're on board with this? If it gets us square.
Look, I came to you because you're cops.
Jesus, you came to her because you're desperate, and it seems, at least for the next 12 hours, we have that in common.
It is your call.
We will do this with or without you.
[Sirens wail in distance.]
She gonna be calling the shots for this? Your family isn't the only one at risk here.
We could use your help.
Hey.
This isn't what I wanted.
Okay? I'm trying to do this the right way.
Well, this is the only way.
You're either in or you're out.
All right, I'm in.
But we're gonna need a diversion.
Syd's got that covered.
Oh, yeah? What are you guys thinking? [Iveta Mukuchyan's "Ghapama" plays.]
MAN: Ah! I'd like to play.
This is a gentlemen's club.
Armenian gentlemen.
I see that you, uh, gentlemen are serious about the game.
So am I.
Narde is a traditional Armenian game.
A little rusty? It's been a while, okay? I hope your partner can keep them distracted in there.
She's got this.
What, I know you gentlemen aren't afraid to lose to a woman, are you? - MAN: She's crazy - [Laughs.]
[Sighs.]
[Indistinct conversations.]
Okay, loud lady.
I hope you didn't come to waste my time.
You know, after all these years, I never figured the next time I'd be on my knees picking a lock that it would be with you.
I just remember you being better at this.
Not as good as me, but faster.
Move it slowpoke.
[Lock clicking.]
You've been practicing.
Yeah, well, I tried to take up knitting, but it wasn't as fun.
All right.
Check files, folders, manila envelopes, everything.
Look for anything on Arlo.
How does Syd know how to play the game? I don't think she does.
[Music plays in distance.]
[Indistinct conversations.]
[Dice clatter.]
Nice move.
[Dice clicking.]
[Men groaning.]
Whatever shall I do? Oh! I'm trippin'.
That's what I do.
[Men groaning.]
[Drawer clatters.]
I may have something.
[Door opens and closes.]
- Okay, make it quick.
- Yeah, no kidding.
Someone's coming.
[Grunts.]
[Both groaning.]
[Gunshot.]
[Indistinct talking.]
[Clattering.]
Don't even try.
[Man grunting.]
Got it! [Both groaning.]
[Grunts.]
[Gun cocks.]
[Both struggling.]
NANCY: Hey! Hey! - [Gun cocks.]
- Hey! Thank you.
Hurry up.
[Grunts.]
- Who are you? - Just a girl who wants to play Narde.
Not your game, huh? I was actually winning.
Drop the weapons! Now! Tell them.
[Speaking in Armenian.]
On your knees.
All of you.
On your knees! [Indistinct talking.]
- Did you find it? - Yeah, we got it.
Let's get out of here.
[Engine starts.]
Come on, let me have it! That's all of it.
Everything we took.
I've been saving it.
Waiting.
Yeah, okay, well, half of it is yours, all right? Just Take it.
For you and Nico.
Take it.
Thanks! Next time my mom "accidentally" breaks his nose, I can pay the ER bill.
He's old enough to defend himself.
He won't stand up to her! He'll just keep taking it until That has nothing to do with me, okay? Look, you don't know what it's like inside, Perez.
It's bad.
It's worse than you think.
We're supposed to take this money and we're supposed to leave with Nico.
- That was the plan.
- So leave, all right? I can't go with you.
I made promises inside that I just I can't go back on.
- What does that mean? - It means me and Ray are on the hook with some bad people, and and you just got to stay the hell away from me, okay? I love you.
You love me.
I know you do.
Dante.
[Door closes.]
[Dog barking in distance.]
[Knock on glass.]
[Buzzer, lock clicks.]
Well, here it is.
Wow.
You think she'll like it? - I think she'll love it.
- I hope so.
Well, if she doesn't, you can bring it back, and we'll find something she does like.
Or just bring her.
It'll make it easier.
- Great idea.
Thank you.
- [Chuckles.]
Can I get you a bag and a receipt? No, that's all right.
- I didn't catch your name.
- Kat.
I'm Arlo.
Nice to meet you, Arlo.
Lucky girl.
[Chuckles.]
Let me buzz you out.
[Door closes.]
[Bracelet clanks.]
MCKENNA: So, Arlo's real name is Mamat Wan.
B.
S.
in Computer Science from USC.
Interesting career choice.
This This is unbelievable.
The little prick lives with his parents.
We got him.
So, we need a plan.
[Horns honking.]
Would you please get off your phone and tell us how things are going at work? - It's going good, Ibu.
- Yeah? Actually, it's going great.
RAAHIM: How can zeros and ones be exciting? [Adelia laughs.]
You know, I never understand when you talk about your work.
Do you? Programming is meticulously laying out code, basically creating instructions that tell your program exactly what to do.
But sometimes, no matter how clear and emphatic you thought you were, your program well, it just won't comply.
But last night, I had a breakthrough.
I know exactly how to get my program to do what I want it to do.
It's happening today.
Hm.
That's my smart boy.
I left your laundry on your bed, sweetie.
Thanks, Mom.
[Dog barking in distance.]
Blood.
[Guns rattle.]
WALKER: Clear! Clear! Primary crime scene.
She was killed here and then dropped at the church.
[Police radio chatter, camera shutters clicking.]
We're at the home of Holly Gero.
I think we found our killer.
All right, thanks.
[Cellphone beeps.]
Yo, we got a hit.
According to Holly Gero's bank statements, Holly paid for all of Eve's surgeries.
Her breast implants, lip augmentation, vaginoplasty all of it.
So they were gonna stay together? Then, oops, Eve decides that she's not into Holly anymore.
- So, is Holly on the run? - Nope.
She's at the Vandermore on Miracle Mile.
According to her credit card, she just ordered her third bottle of champagne five minutes ago.
ADELIA: That's my Mamat.
Such a kind heart.
[Chuckles.]
- Right? - Mm.
- Right? - Right.
- Yeah, you - Yeah, he's a good guy.
You You dropped your wallet in the street.
- DANTE: I - He's so forgetful, this guy.
That's what I do.
And in the wallet was all the cash that we had to pay - For our wedding venue.
- for our venue.
- See, we're engaged! - We're gonna get married.
- Yes! - It's close.
- And, uh, Mamat found the wallet - Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
and in it was my business card, and so he sent the wallet back to my my office.
Our Mamat? Really? - Yeah, yes.
- Yeah.
And, um, all the cash was accounted for.
He sent it to your job? - Yes, he did.
- Where do you work? - Uh, you work in, um - I work in - A nightclub? - In construction.
Nightclub construction.
- He does construction for nightclubs - Construction for nightclubs.
Specifically.
- Anyway, so - Yes.
H-He came, he dropped it off - Mm-hmm.
- The The wallet.
And then your assistant wrote down the his phone number the wrong way, - because we actually need to call him - Wrote it down wrong.
and thank him personally.
- Well, this is my Mamat.
- Wow.
- Isn't he a handsome boy? - Oh, look at him! - Face of an angel.
- Look at that.
He's so sweet-looking.
- He makes us proud every day.
- Such a good boy.
- You know what I would love? - His phone number? I would love his phone number.
- Yeah, that would be just great.
- Because then we could say to him, "Thank you.
" Oh, yeah, he'd be happy to hear from you.
MCKENNA: Great.
- Great, you want to - Yeah! - 310 - 310 - 158-6755.
- Mm-hmm.
- Great.
- Yeah.
Can I just take a photo really quick? - Oh, great.
- [Laughter.]
He will get a kick out of me finding him now.
- Yeah.
- It'll make him laugh.
- Aw, look at you.
- That's great.
- Mamat, how you doing? - Proud of you, baby.
There we go.
- [Cellphone camera clicks.]
- Got it! - Yeah.
- Oh, look at that.
- You guys are just - [Cellphone bloops.]
- We should Should we? - This was We should go.
Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Thank you so much.
Okay, thank you.
- Bye-bye.
- Come on, wife to be.
Such a nice couple.
[Lock chirps, opens.]
[Door closes.]
Back there.
Clear.
Clear.
Outside.
Hey, hey, hey! Hey! Whoa.
Stay back! Holly Gero, we're with the LAPD.
Could Could you step down, please? [Scoffs.]
We were supposed to get married.
Cheers.
- No, no, please don't Please! - No! Please don't do that.
Do not do that.
She was all I had! She's gone! I'm alone.
Hey, hey.
I'm no good at being by myself, either, okay? - Don't come any closer.
- Hey My wife almost died once.
Look, I understand, all right? To have someone that you love, and then to have them taken away, how are you supposed to go on if all you have left is you? I get it.
I loved him.
And I loved her.
- [Sniffles.]
- Hey.
You don't have to be alone, Holly.
And I won't be.
She's waiting for me.
No! No! No! No! [Woman screams.]
[Man shouting indistinctly.]
[Indistinct conversations.]
[Cheers and applause.]
[Cellphone ringing.]
[Cellphone beeps.]
Hey, it's Mamat.
Can I call you back? I'm a little busy.
Mamat! Hey, it's Syd.
This is my personal number.
How'd you get it? I have a knack for finding people.
Your parents, they say hello.
[Cellphone bloops.]
[Cellphone chirps.]
You should have kept my parents out of this.
You know, you have a couple of hours left on your scavenger hunt.
You might want to use them.
No more games.
This ends now.
Or Mommy and Daddy find out about Arlo and how their little boy took his Bachelor's Degree in Computer Science and became a drug-dealing killer.
Okay, let's meet.
I'm on the promenade.
[Cellphone beeps.]
[Upbeat music playing, indistinct conversations.]
[Siren wailing in distance, indistinct conversations.]
What? I understand.
I understand why you didn't tell me about Michelle.
But I wish you had, because then I could have told you that no matter what happens to her, that you would never be alone.
'Cause you're part of the Baines family.
[Chuckles.]
Thank you.
That's I'm not playing.
What is this? If something happens to me or Faith, we want you to share custody of the kids with her sister.
For real? Wait, there's like four names on here.
Well, I have brothers.
So you're kind of like fifth to get the prize.
- So I'm like designated survivor? - Exactly.
[Chuckles.]
Hey.
Thanks.
I - I didn't know.
- Now you know.
And if something ever happens to my brothers you're up.
[Cheers and applause, indistinct conversations.]
It's over, Arlo.
You lose.
It's not over until I say it's over.
You have exactly one move left.
Cut a deal.
You know, Knox has a real hard-on for you.
Word came down that he wants me to make you a deal to join us.
Apparently, he thinks you have the tenacity and skill set that we need, not to mention the access to information.
I know Arlo's backup.
I don't see him.
He wouldn't come alone.
Am I supposed to be flattered by this? For what it's worth, I think you're a pain in the ass, and you're ruining my fun.
Your parents sleeping in their bed tonight that's a courtesy I've extended to you, but one call from me, and they're in a booking cell.
We need to get up there.
I thought you were gonna stay with Syd.
Something feels off.
Call off this hit and come quietly.
Detective, you burned down a club.
You stole my fentanyl.
You're not one of the good guys.
That's what I hate about cops.
They're liars.
You and I do the same thing.
We steal, kill but you guys never own up to it.
The hypocrisy! That's what gets me.
Let's hit the rooftops, okay? - Split up? - All right.
You're taking this too personally.
This isn't about you.
I want Knox.
You tell me how to get to him, this goes a lot better Nobody gets to Knox.
- Fine.
- That's how it works.
[Door opens.]
Okay, let's let's try this.
You tell me who you answer to.
Let's start there.
Don't move! Put it down now.
Move.
[Whistles.]
You said to come alone, but I guess neither of us did that.
You're out of moves, Arlo.
I win.
Oh, good.
She's a little late, but this will do.
Kat! Hey, Kat! KAT: Hey again! Is this the lucky lady? Did it fit okay? - ARLO: It was perfect.
- [Cell phone rings.]
[Cell phone rings.]
You should answer.
Shut your mouth.
It's about your son.
What did you say? Huh? It's about your son.
[Ringing continues.]
[Dramatic music plays.]
[Ringing stops.]
What are you doing, Dante? I just want to introduce you to Syd.
- Syd? - Oh, come on, Syd.
You're not the only one who can find people.
[Laughs.]
This is even better than I thought.
You don't know Kat? Oh! [Laughs.]
[Gunshot.]
[Screaming.]
MAN: Someone call for help! Somebody call 911! Hey! I will tell them you did as directed.
He'll be fine.
What the hell did you just do? DANTE: They have my son.
I didn't have a choice.
- Where are you? - I'm gonna go get him.
Sorry, Perez.
Yikes, that's a gusher! See, I told you someone would get hurt.
Now you can't chase me and save her, can you? - Help me, Syd! Please help me! - I got you! Get out of the way! - [Gunshot.]
- Move! [Screaming.]
[Music climbs.]
I got you.
You're okay.
- I don't want to die.
- You're not gonna die.
You're not gonna die.
NANCY: Syd! - What the hell happened? - Dante, he's gone! I thought you said we could trust him! [Weakly.]
Syd! You're okay, we got you.
- She knows you? - [Stammers.]
I I guess? But I don't know her.
She knew my name, like she knew me.
She was Arlo's target all along.
And you've never met this Katherine Miller ever? I have never seen this woman in my life.
And what what the hell with Dante? I know.
I'm gonna deal with him.
- How could you just get let him go? - I didn't! They have his son! What was I supposed to do? Whatever it is that you feel like you owe him, that doesn't apply to me.
As far as I'm concerned, Dante is just as dirty as his brother.
- Syd, that's - Don't.
[Scoffs.]
[Cellphone rings, stops.]
We're still short.
I'm working on it, Ray.
Those guys who protected you in jail aren't gonna take "I'm working on it" for an answer.
Why don't you pull another job with Nancy? You kept her clean.
She owes you.
No.
It's either that, or we're doing it my way.
As long as we leave her out of it.
[Cellphone rings.]
If she wanted to stay out of it, she wouldn't be calling.
[Ringing stops.]
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, hey, hey.
What happened? What? Okay.
All right, I'm I'll be right there.
- Okay.
- What? - Get the money.
We got to go.
- Jesus Christ.
Take it! Just take it! [Woman sobs.]
[Sobbing continues.]
Uh, look, somebody called me.
My daughter has been shot.
Dad! I'll be right with you.
I'm okay.
I haven't been shot.
- This isn't my blood.
- No, no.
Not you, Syd.
Um, can somebody tell me where she is? I'm looking for Katherine Vaughn Miller! Kat is your daughter? I'm looking for my daughter! [Bangs on table.]
I'm looking for my daughter! Can somebody help me, please?