[dramatic music]
[light whooshing]
[atmosphere ringing]
[rock thudding]
[wind howling]
[atmosphere rumbling]
[spray paint hissing]
[pleasant trumpet music]
[wind howling]
[insects buzzing]
[intense music]
[g*n clicking]
[g*n whooshing]
[exciting b*at music]
[engine rumbling]
[police sirens alarming]
[tires screeching]
[car horn honking]
Oh, what's that?
What's what?
The box with the bow.
My daughter Sasha's
turning 21 in two days.
Clem's brother's got a
really good hookup resale
in Laughlin.
You got her a g*n?
[Sergeant] I just told
you she's turning 21.
You got her a g*n
from a roach coach.
So Clem's one-stop shop for
life shortening and sh*t?
Cheeseburgers, g*ns.
Does he deep fry b*ll*ts?
He might.
You can damn near deep
fry anything these days.
I never got a g*n
when I turned 21.
I don't know what
you talking about.
How much you spend on
that Ruger, rookie?
Which is a single action w*apon
from the ass end of the 1800s
and damn near useless in
a 21st century gunfight.
It's not the brush.
It's the artist.
[tires screeching]
[car horns honking]
[intense b*at music]
[driver coughing]
[engine clanking]
[Driver] f*ck!
[ominous music]
- [Radio Dispatcher]
- Units are clear for 10-11.
Possible ABW.
Code five at Indian
Springs Casino.
Unit to clear?
- sh*t.
- Three over 20,
responding in route.
g*dd*mn it!
Can't even f*cking eat in peace.
[exciting funk music]
Can't even enjoy this meal!
[police sirens alarming] sh*t!
[exciting funk music]
- [police siren alarming]
- This is a f*cking mess.
[crowd shouting]
I'm gonna let you
finish that heart att*ck
and I'm gonna go
protect and serve.
[Sergeant] Be
right there, rookie.
I protect and serve
better on a full stomach.
Hey, break it up!
[crowd shouting]
Break it up!
Break it up, hey, hey!
Break it up, break it up!
[crowd shouting]
She's gonna drop that guy!
Hey, what kind of
wedding is this?
[women gasping]
[g*nsh*t booming]
[people screaming]
Now which one of you wanna spend
the night in county lockup?
[police siren alarming]
That's what I thought.
[punch thudding]
Oh!
World star!
I did not mean to lean into
that, lady, I'm really sorry.
- Hands in the air!
- Get on the ground!
Which one of you
are gonna arrest me?
- Let's go!
- All right,
- somebody arrest me!
- Down, down!
[Male Officer] On the ground!
Get on the ground!
[Criminal] Will
one of you people
please f*cking arrest me...
[taser buzzing]
[electrical buzzing]
[man groaning]
Oh!
Woo!
[crowd applauding]
You're under arrest.
[electrical buzzing]
[man groaning]
Oh my God.
[muffled b*at music]
[ominous music]
[somber funk music]
[engine rumbling]
[entry bell ringing]
[Rookie] Kim!
Coming.
Well what do we have here?
Picked up a boy
toy for you, Kim.
[Kim] Aren't you
just the sweetest thing
on God' green at 4 A.M.
Look at this pretty blue purse.
[Criminal] Get me cell.
The only cell you're
getting is the one
you're spending the night in.
[faint radio chattering]
[ominous music]
[Kim] Lord, honey, what
happened to your eye?
This charming man.
[Kim] Hit a woman?
[ominous music]
Teddy, you're bleeding.
A lot.
Whoa, what the hell is this?
[Rookie] b*llet by, he got sh*t.
[Sergeant] Get him
downstairs, get him stitched up.
Maybe the boredom
will get him talking.
Damn, your momma
didn't love you at all.
[cop laughing] My God.
What the f*ck?
[somber jazz music]
[people chatting]
[Barnes] I mean I know of.
I never watched, I
never watched that.
[phone buzzing]
Hey!
What the hell is going on?
Who's on intake?
Last week, you's bitching about
not getting enough overtime
and now here you are jawing away
like a bunch of
f*cking old ladies!
Get back to work!
Sorry, Mitchell.
Sorry, Mitch, my ass.
Officer Huber!
Where the f*ck are my
evidence inventories?
The ones I've been
asking for for two weeks.
I'm on it.
I'm on it.
I hate that f*cking phrase.
I prefer get it f*cking done!
Is there some kind
of g*dd*mn inside bet
to raise my damn blood pressure
every f*cking second
of every g*dd*mn day?
[ominous music]
[Young Cop] Looks
like a cop car.
[Older Cop] Central
to state, 10, Ottis, 10.
[Young Cop] sh*t load
of b*ll*ts everywhere.
10, Ottis, 10.
- [Young Cop]
- Windows are busted.
[Older Cop] 10, Ottis, 10.
Kim, get the f*ck
out the damn bathroom!
Jesus Christ.
Got the bladder of
a f*cking toddler.
This is 50, over.
We have an 11-55 up Area Road.
Found a Crown Vic
with a dash lamp.
I can't find it
registered anywhere.
Vehicle's also sh*t up.
Copy, 10, Ottis, 10.
Clarify sh*t up, please.
- Do you mean b*ll*ts...
- Hey, stop buddy!
- Stop!
- Yeah.
- sh**t, look out!
- [car smashing]
[tires screeching]
[horn honking]
What the f*ck?
[Young Cop] What the f*ck?
10, Ottis, 10,
is everything okay?
[man groan]
[man grunting]
Copy, 10, Ottis, 10.
This is 50, over.
- Bad fucker.
- [glass shattering]
What the f*ck?
[man groaning]
[body thudding]
[Young Cop] Stay down!
Stay the f*ck down!
[Older Cop] What the
f*ck is wrong with you?
[Young Cop] He's
drunk off his ass.
- 10, Ottis, 10.
- Stand up!
[Mitchell] Is everything okay?
Doing a little drinking
tonight, assh*le?
[drunk laughing]
You've been doing a
lot more than a little.
Damn.
[Mitchell] 10, Ottis,
10, is everything okay?
[car thudding]
[Older Cop] You almost
k*lled a state trooper,
you dumb f*ck!
[Mitchell] Do you
need assistance?
10, Ottis, 10.
- Get him in there.
- Get in there.
[Older Cop] This
is 10, Ottis, 10.
Some g*dd*mn drunk almost
run us down just now.
Can we process him
at your station?
Yeah, it's a slow
night, bring him down.
All right, 50, we're at 10-80.
Give us 30 minutes.
[Mitchell] All right now.
- Out.
- You all right?
f*cking overtime, my ass.
[ominous music]
You've got
fragmentation here, Teddy.
Someone trying to k*ll you?
Is that why you were trying
to get arrested tonight?
They got your ass
ice cold, Teddy.
You assaulted an officer,
that's aggravated battery.
That's mandatory
12 to 18 in county.
So I would take
advantage of my minuscule
amount of sympathy
for you getting sh*t
and talk.
[ominous music]
You know, I had this
boyfriend in high school.
Curtis Flores.
My father didn't care for him,
not that he liked
any of my boyfriends,
but he always said about Curtis,
"Honey,"
"that boy is never more than
a day ahead of the devil."
Curtis.
Curtis sounds like a gem.
Whatever happened to him?
He was stabbed and k*lled
in the parking lot
of an Applebee's.
He let the day get past him.
And the devil was right there.
[ominous music]
Hey, Sarge.
Hey.
We got an unmarked Crown Vic
full of b*llet holes just found
abandoned by state troopers.
That meaning anything
to you, Teddy?
I want my phone call now.
[phone dial tone buzzing]
[Woman] Operator.
Name of the person
you're trying to reach.
- Lorraine Faith.
- Law enforcement officials...
- F-A-I-T-H.
- Appear no closer
to solving the brutal m*rder
of Nevada Attorney
General William Fenton,
who was found slain.
Some of the top police officers
and detectives on the case.
[Operator] Please hold.
Can't release any names.
As you know, we're
still gathering
as much information as possible,
but, rest assured, we will
continue to work very hard
to find the people responsible.
Thank you. [Dial tone buzzing]
Come on, f*cking pick up.
- Hey, it's Lorraine.
- f*ck!
[Lorraine] I can't get
to the phone right now.
Leave a message at the beep.
[phone beeping]
Hey, listen, it's me again.
I need you to get the f*ck
out of the house, okay?
Take Ryan and go
somewhere, go anywhere.
Do you understand me?
I sent you the combination,
check your texts.
Check your texts, nothing
is safe, nothing is safe.
[Rookie] Time's up, Teddy.
Nothing.
[keys jingling]
Okay.
[cuffs clinking]
You can let go.
I didn't get to her.
Damn.
[Teddy] Let me
just check my cell.
You know, how about
you just give me
the code to your cell?
I'll check it for you.
Got something to hide?
[Teddy] Just let
me check my phone.
Let me check my cell.
How's that gonna hurt you?
[foreboding music]
[door alarm buzzing]
[keys jingling]
[door alarm buzzing]
All right.
State law requires that we
keep our intoxicated guests
in separate quarters.
So you got the place
all to yourself.
[gate clanking]
Hands.
I didn't mean to
hit you so hard.
Aw, aren't you sweet.
Get comfortable, Teddy.
You're gonna be here awhile.
[drunk groaning]
Holy sh*t!
He smells like Satan's assh*le.
- Am I home?
- Yeah, this dip sh*t
nearly k*lled us.
Bounced his car off
that abandoned Crown Vic
and put it in the ditch.
All right, well, I'll get
you a lovely night stay in here
on a stainless steel cot
[drunk groaning]
Any ID?
- None.
- Driver's license,
social security?
What the hell is this?
All right, John Doe it is.
What the hell is this?
[Drunk] It's...
My insulin.
[Young Cop] What is that?
Is he saying insulin?
[Drunk] I need a, I need a sh*t.
Talking about diabetes.
You're diabetic, aren't you?
Not every fat guy has diabetes.
Can I get a prisoner escort
down to processing, please?
How is that
workout coming along?
Oh yeah, I gave
up on the workouts.
[Older Cop] Make some
life decisions, man.
[Kim] Yeah, making the
decision not to work out.
[ominous music] [alarm buzzing]
[Rookie] Yeah.
- I know.
- Think he sh*t himself.
[door alarm buzzing]
No, no, no, no.
We're not in there,
we're not in there.
We're over here.
[Drunk] You guys stink of booze.
There you go.
- Yo, I got him.
- Hold him, Ruby.
[door clanking]
[keys clicking]
[Ruby] You okay?
You okay, big guy?
[Drunk] I'm okay.
All right.
[drunk thudding]
[officers laughing]
[Pena] The bunk
is to your right.
Come on, stop.
Stop.
- He just ate the floor.
- You see that sh*t?
[Pena] Hey, it never happened.
[Teddy] You got any food?
I'm famished.
Just loaf.
What the hell is loaf?
[Pena] If you're into dry
dog sh*t, it's delicious.
This just ain't
your night, Teddy.
[door alarm buzzing]
[door alarm buzzing]
[ominous music]
What are you in for?
What are you in for?
I sucker punched a cop.
No, that's not
what you're in for.
You're in for a
lot more than that.
[ominous music]
What'd you do?
Did what I had to do...
to get in here.
To get to you, Teddy.
[sinister music]
Now, it's important
you listen carefully.
- Don't have much time.
- Hey!
- Hey!
- Hey, Teddy.
Somebody!
- Hey!
- Listen to me.
914 Glenview Crest,
apartment number 16.
Who lives there?
A woman and a boy.
[door alarm buzzing]
What in the f*ck are
you guys going on about?
[door creaking]
Shut the f*ck up!
I just want my food,
man, I want my food.
You shouldn't eat
loaf after midnight.
That sh*t will give
you nightmares!
The big black kind.
Get me a hot dog.
Please.
Shut the f*ck up!
You guys keep f*cking with me,
I'm gonna bring the hose in
on both of y'all bitch asses!
[Drunk] Sorry.
[electronic beeping]
[door alarm buzzing]
[door thudding]
[drunk whistling]
What do they want?
You know what they want.
Can we make a deal?
Listen, Teddy.
I don't want you to think
that you can save yourself
because you obviously can.
But there are other
considerations.
Like my ex, is that what
you're talking about, my ex?
Like I give a sh*t.
The kid ain't even mine, man.
[foreboding music]
All right.
What guarantees you
give me to spare her?
Huh?
Guarantees I'm
gonna give, Teddy.
You know how this goes.
All right, it's up to
you where I go next.
You can't do sh*t
to me in here, pal.
[Teddy chuckling]
You know what, actually, you
can't do a f*cking thing.
[somber music]
Okay.
What okay?
What's that?
What okay?
It is what it is, Teddy.
[ominous music]
What do you mean,
it is what it is?
My ex and my kid.
They alive?
[foreboding music]
[Mitchell] Officer Huber!
You on a play date or something?
Where the f*ck are my
evidence inventories?
[eerie music]
[suspenseful b*at music]
[machine beeping]
[door clanking]
[keys jingling]
[ominous music]
[doorknob clattering]
[keys jingling]
[intense music]
There he is.
Keeping you in the cage.
[Huber chuckling]
You finally getting those
inventories straightened out?
I'm trying.
f*cking Mitchell wants
everything letter perfect.
Yeah, it's a pain in my ass.
Yeah, I bet.
Are you good otherwise?
Otherwise, what?
I'm worried about you, man.
Grown-ass f*cking men
don't worry about other
grown-ass f*cking men, Barnes.
I'm fine, I'm just...
I'm tired of
Mitchell's bullshit.
Yeah, I feel you.
He wouldn't do it if
he didn't love you.
[Huber chuckling]
Right.
Look,
you don't have to tell me but
if you ever need to talk,
chat, sh**t the sh*t,
- whatever.
- I'm good, man,
but you don't have
to worry about me.
[Barnes] Okay.
I'm good.
[News Anchor] Law enforcement
officials appear no closer
to solving the brutal m*rder
of Nevada Attorney
General William Fenton
who was found slain.
We will continue to work both
at the local and state level
to bring the person
or persons responsible
for these senseless
murders to justice.
Yeah, first 48, turn
to 72, turn to 96.
It's embarrassing.
Makes only the Attorney
General of Nevada.
This f*cking guy, Murretto,
has been busted more times
than I've made busts.
22 arrests and no charges.
How does that happen?
- [g*n cranking]
- There it is.
What are you doing?
I'm working on
my rodent roulette.
- Rodent roulette.
- [g*n cranking]
Yeah, see, in Indiana we
used a p*stol on everything.
Squirrels, rabbits.
So my dad came up
with this thing.
You take one round, drop
it in the wheel, spin it.
It's gotta land
on that cylinder.
[g*n clicking]
Squirrel sh**ting.
And were you any good?
Did you get any squirrels?
[Pena] I never did, my dad did.
Hmm.
So you were a failure in
the eyes of your father?
That tracks.
That's cool.
See, you're all cocky now
because you got that
fancy Blackhawk.
You didn't think I noticed that?
Oh, I'm surprised you noticed it
sitting all comfy,
cozy on my hip.
I'll quick draw you for it.
My Redhawk [g*n clicking]
races your Blackhawk.
[g*n clicking]
I got 30 seconds.
[computer beeping]
Don't let the Sarge see
us dicking around okay?
[Pena] Wanna do this?
- Oh yeah.
- Today?
- [dramatic music]
- [Valerie] All right.
You ready, gunslinger?
It's your move, cowgirl.
[dramatic music]
[g*ns clicking]
- Ah!
- Ah!
[Valerie laughing]
[g*n clicking]
Officer down.
Officer down.
You know what, speed kills.
Oh, I can put my
scrubby fingers on it?
- Every time.
- [printer buzzing]
Get quicker, man.
Let Pop see me,
he'd be disappointed.
[g*n cranking]
[somber music]
I know who you are, pal.
I've heard all about you.
Legendary Bob Viddick.
Some chilling sh*t
floating around about you.
Some poor bastard in Tampa.
You cut off his arm
with a carving Kn*fe
and then you b*at him to death
with that same arm, right?
It was his leg.
[eerie music]
I've heard about you too, Teddy.
Say you're very effective.
How you're not dead a
dozen different ways by now
is a cross between a fluke
and a f*cking miracle.
More magic trick
than anything, really.
Mind over matter.
I get people what they want.
And take more than you need.
Yeah.
Hey,
what do you say we
cut all the bullshit?
You wanna live.
That'd be nice.
Right, and you still
think that's possible
because you haven't
been paying attention.
So you try to buy your way out.
Let's make a deal, man,
I got a lot of money.
You mean the money
you stole from them?
What we fail to
understand, Teddy,
is it's not about
the money anymore.
There's no play here,
Teddy, no deal to be made.
It's a simple choice.
It's never simple.
[Bob chuckling]
Are you a f*cking idiot?
It is that simple.
[watch beeping]
I'm running out of time, Teddy.
So they're running out of time.
[ominous music]
Huber!
This is f*cking bullshit!
Will somebody get f*cking
Huber up here, please?
[somber jazz music]
[Valerie knocking]
Oh, I'm sorry.
Are you Huber?
You have an open door policy.
I also have a no
pain in the ass policy,
but you don't seem to pay
any attention to that.
22 arrests, zero convictions.
Who?
Our mystery man, Teddy Murretto.
Have we impounded that
abandoned Crown Vic yet?
Yeah, I just sent
Ruby and Barnes
out to meet the
tow truck driver.
Did you read the
state trooper's report?
Why in the hell would I read
the state trooper's report
when I'm buried in
evidence inventories
that don't make
any g*dd*mn sense?
Will somebody please
get Huber up here now?
You know, you have a phone.
There was a cherry light and
a siren mount on the dash.
Okay?
So here's my theory.
Teddy either stole
that unmarked off a cop
or he's impersonating a cop.
He's a f*cking
total bullshitter.
Wait him out because we
can hold him indefinitely.
Yeah.
Huber!
If you are within the
sound of my g*dd*mn voice,
get your big ass up here!
Don't make me come
looking for you!
This m*therf*cker gonna make
me come looking for him.
[toilet flushing]
[ominous music]
Hub!
Huber, you in here?
sh*t.
Don't have time for
this f*cking sh*t.
Anybody have eyes on Huber?
Kim, you see him,
tell him to get his ass
in my office right now!
[ominous music]
Listen to me, this
is harassment, okay?
I'm doing everything that I can.
I've probably gotten about
a key and a half
out of evidence.
Do you have any f*cking
idea what that entails?
What could happen to me if I...
I know I owe you.
Yes.
[Huber gasping]
[eerie music]
What do I need to do?
[water spraying]
[watch beeping]
[man farting]
[man groaning]
[man sniffling]
[man huffing]
f*cking.
[man vomiting]
f*ck Fireball, dude.
This f*cking hangover's gonna
be a m*therf*cking bitch
if I don't get some
aspirin here too.
[urination trickling]
Aspirin is bad for your liver.
Cool dude, thanks.
You a f*cking doctor?
Yup.
Got my degree from the
University of Common Sense.
[urination trickling]
Huh?
Yeah, I didn't think
you studied there.
[ominous music]
Huh?
I'm getting a sinking
suspicion that "huh"
is the word that
best describes you.
I'm getting a
f*cking suspicion...
[toilet flushing]
f*cking, f*ck you, dude.
[watch beeping]
What do you got there?
[Bob shushing]
[ominous music]
Just a minute.
[gas hissing]
[Kim sniffing]
What the f*ck?
What the f*ck?
[sinister music]
- [watch alarm beeping]
- Are you f*cking
setting an alarm to remind
you to get your ass kicked?
I wouldn't poke the bear, pal.
Huh?
Oh, there it is again.
What?
Oh, that's good, change it up.
"Huh? What?"
Keep 'em guessing.
- [man laughing]
- Dude.
Don't make me f*ck you up
in her, all right, man?
You look like a f*cking stepdad.
I will slap the sh*t out of you.
You're looking at
a real one, son.
I don't give a sh*t!
You feel me?
[alarm beeping]
[punch thudding] [intense music]
I felt that.
Hey!
[bars banging]
Help!
Hey, somebody help!
[punch thudding]
Hey!
Help!
[man gagging]
Hey!
- Help!
- Hey!
Hey, help!
Hey, somebody!
He's having a seizer!
- False alarm, guys.
- [alarm ringing]
I got something that caught fire
in one of these evidence bins.
And can someone please bring me
a f*cking fire
extinguisher up here?
[Valerie] We're on it.
- [alarm ringing]
- Jesus Christ, that's loud.
What the f*ck is happening?
Where you been, Huber?
Sarge looking for you.
His voice carries.
[alarm ringing]
Hey, who's this?
That's the douche bag that
clocked Young at the casino.
[Huber chuckling]
Is he still down in holding?
- Help!
- Oh my God!
Somebody come and help this man!
He's gonna die!
[Bob laughing]
Situation in holding!
Get your ass down
to holding now!
[Bob and Teddy shouting]
[door lock beeping]
He's gonna die!
[Teddy shouting]
He's gonna die!
He's foaming at the mouth.
- It's not a seizure!
- It's like he's got rabies!
He did it!
He did it, he did it!
Oh my gosh!
Don't go in there!
[Bob] He's not gonna
make it, please help him!
What the f*ck happened?
Watch your back!
Prisoner who doesn't
appear to be breathing.
Hey, watch your back!
Oh no!
[stick crunching]
[Mitchell groaning]
[alarm ringing]
[sinister music]
[g*nshots booming]
[Teddy screaming]
Oh, sh*t!
sh*t!
We got sh*ts fired,
we got sh*ts fired!
Help!
Help, he's trying
to f*cking k*ll me!
Somebody!
[g*n clicking]
[alarm ringing]
You seem to have sobered up.
I'm gonna need you
to drop that g*n
and lower yourself as flat as
a board to the floor for me.
[alarm ringing]
You're shaking.
Yeah, I'm nervous.
It's amazing I haven't
blown your f*cking head off.
You assaulted my sergeant
and are attempting an escape.
There's not a jury in Nevada
that will blah, blah, blah.
Drop
that
f*cking g*n!
Now!
[alarm muting]
[sinister music]
[Bob chuckling]
All right.
[door alarm buzzing]
[g*n clanking]
What the hell happened?
We need an ambul in here now.
Check Sarge.
[Pena] Was he sh*t?
No but he was att*cked.
And get the other guy
up to infirmary now.
He's having trouble breathing.
- Oh sh*t.
- Laceration to the head.
Give me a right wrist.
Anything I can do
to help, officer?
- Yeah, shut the f*ck up.
- [handcuff cranking]
[Teddy] I'll be right
here if you need anything.
[Valerie] Move!
What the f*ck are you
looking at him for?
[Pena] Val, you good?
Yeah.
Cuff it right
there, to your left.
[man grunting]
[handcuff cranking]
Show me.
- Wanna check 'em?
- [door lock buzzing]
Sit down.
Sarge, sit up.
[Mitchell groaning] All right.
Look at me.
All right, I think you
dislocated your jaw.
I'm gonna have to reset it.
I'm gonna stick my
thumbs in your mouth.
One.
Two, three.
[jaw cracking]
[Mitchell yelping]
Okay.
Let's get up.
Let's get up.
[ominous music]
All right, get to the infirmary.
[gate clanking]
[door lock buzzing]
- Get the g*dd*mn door.
- That's what I'm doing!
[Pena groaning]
Here we go.
All right, all right.
This guy's been like f*cking...
Get him up, up, up to there!
[Pena groaning]
All right, Sarge, I got you.
Sit her.
[Mitchell groaning]
- Kimble!
- Huber!
[Pena] What's with the
- f*cking ambulance!
- Help Sarge!
[Kim] Give me a sec,
I'm checking on it.
This guy's bleeding
like a f*cking geyser.
[Huber] You're all right, Sarge.
[Valerie] I think his
windpipe is crushed.
What do you mean it's crushed?
What're you doing?
[Valerie] I'm gonna
have to open up his airway
so he can breathe.
No, let's wait on the ambul.
[Valerie] Wait on the ambulance?
Hey, buddy, buddy,
it's gonna be all right.
Just calm down, just calm down.
It's okay.
Hey, let's just
wait for the doctor.
All right, I did this in army
medical before on a cadaver.
On a f*cking cadaver?
Was it a cadaver
before you started?
Are you f*cking kidding me?
I'm nervous, I make bad
jokes when I'm nervous.
Well refrain, all
right, let me focus.
[man gurgling]
Wait, aren't you left-handed?
- Shut the f*ck up!
- f*ck yeah,
you're left-handed!
f*ck, just wait, are you sure?
Let's just wait
on the ambulance.
[man gagging] Oh gosh.
[man gurgling]
[blood squelching]
Okay.
Oh.
All right.
[blood squelching]
[liquid bubbling]
Want me to steady that?
Yeah.
Oh, he's breathing.
Is he breathing?
Hey, we did...
We did it.
That's how you...
All right.
[Pena] That was f*cking badass.
Keep an eye on him.
That was f*cking
badass, seriously.
[ominous music]
Hey.
This is Huber.
I was told to call you.
Yeah.
Yes.
[foreboding music]
Kim?
[suspenseful tempo music]
[computer keys clicking]
[computer beeping]
f*ck.
[Kim] Ah-ooo-gah!
Jesus f*ck, Kimble!
[Kimble laughing] Don't do that.
m*therf*cker, what
are you in my biz for?
How long does it take for.
IAFIS to turn around
prints, usually?
They don't prioritize DUIs.
What does that mean?
It's gonna take awhile.
What's got you so curious?
Curiosity.
[door lock buzzing]
[somber drum music]
Let's you and me
talk, man to man.
Never more than a day
ahead of the devil, huh?
[Valerie chuckling]
Tell me, Teddy.
[Teddy] Tell you what?
Tell me why Mr. Meryl
Streep, back there,
faked a DUI to get
into this station
for a sh*t at k*lling you.
I don't know.
Why don't you ask him?
Bob Viddick.
Why are you trying to k*ll him?
What do you care?
You don't even like him.
[Teddy laughing]
Why is he trying
to k*ll you, Teddy?
Okay.
Let's do this.
You can tell me everything,
and I mean every
last f*cking thing,
or option two, you can
keep smart-assing me,
shrugging off my questions with
that stupid f*cking
look on your face,
and I'll put you and your pal
in the same cell together.
You're not gonna do that.
[keys jingling]
Let's not be ridiculous.
Seriously.
You can't do it.
You're not allowed
to do it, remember?
Stop f*cking around.
I'm as far away
from f*cking around
as you can possibly get!
You still drunk?
Sober as a judge.
Hmm.
You gonna f*ck with me?
Nope.
Not you.
Problem solved.
Look, this is way
beyond anything you want
to get involved with, lady.
- You don't f*cking understand.
- No, you don't understand
how incredibly
f*cking bored I am.
Okay.
f*ck it.
You want to know?
I'll tell you.
[upbeat jazz music]
All right, what I
do, my profession.
I put people together,
high profile people,
like-minded, shared interests.
Movers and shakers kind of sh*t.
Cops, politicians,
entrepreneurs, heads of state.
I handled them all.
Call it high-end consultancy.
You're a fixer.
No, I hate that f*cking
term, I don't fix.
I manufacturing opportunities.
She doesn't have
to get hurt, Teddy.
What he knows,
you don't need to know.
I'm all ears.
[somber jazz music]
You read the papers?
That's mostly what I do here.
So you know about the
Nevada attorney general
that was m*rder*d
last week, Fenton?
[door knocking]
[Woman] Bill, motion's done.
[Teddy] Now, the
people I work for,
they got their hooks
into everything.
[Woman] Just need you
to sign it so I can file.
[Teddy] And when I say
everything in the state of Nevada,
[woman screaming]
I'm talking about
the gaming industry.
[ominous music]
[woman screaming]
[Woman] Oh my God!
That is the summit from which
everything else flows forth.
Now my job is simple.
I keep them talking,
I keep them happy.
This guy, Fenton, ah,
he was a crusader.
So you tried to buy him off.
[Teddy] Multiple times.
And he wasn't biting.
Not even a nibble.
But when they clipped Fenton,
walls came crumbling down.
He recorded everything
I said with him
and he used that as
leverage to get me to roll.
Teddy, you're about
to purger yourself
with people that will butcher
your entire f*cking bloodline!
If you don't come clean,
I can't help you.
[somber jazz music]
The feds offered me a deal.
I took the deal.
What kind of deal?
Reciprocal.
I'm invisible, that's
what I'm gonna...
Get people to turn.
What do you mean, what the
f*ck am I talking about?
I got the heat all over me.
High level people with
their hands in the mix.
Listen to me, don't bust my
balls on this, all right?
And then one night, I
almost got accidented.
[engine rumbling]
[expl*si*n booming]
What does that mean?
[Teddy screaming]
[Teddy] They almost
blew me the f*ck up.
[exciting funk music]
[Teddy gasping]
[Teddy screaming]
So I had to go underground.
Disappear.
Why don't you tell her
about the money, Teddy?
I haven't heard you
mention the money once.
What money?
Go on, Teddy, now
that we're all sharing.
Tell her about the
millions you siphoned off
and stashed away somewhere.
The feds knew about the money.
Bullshit.
[Teddy] It's not bullshit.
Lady, this guy will
roll in your f*cking guts
given the opportunity.
I'll take my chances.
Hard chargers get charged hard.
What does that mean?
You don't know?
It means, if you push too much
then you get pushed back hard.
But that doesn't sound as cool.
But it's meant to be helpful.
What the f*ck do you
think I said it for?
Okay, well, all
right, thank you.
Thank you.
All right.
Take me through
the last 24 hours.
The g*nsh*t wound,
the Crown Vic,
et cetera.
All of it.
[somber jazz music]
[Teddy] A pair of Vegas'
finest drove me out of town to,
quote, "deliver me
to the FBI," unquote.
It was bullshit.
These cops are bent.
I had a date with a
hole in the desert.
Thank God the feds
were shadowing me
or I'd been totally f*cked.
[tires screeching]
[Man] FBI!
[Teddy] Hey! Hey!
- [Agent] Drop your weapons!
- [g*nshots popping]
- [Teddy] g*dd*mn it!
- [g*nshots popping]
[Teddy thudding]
[g*nshots popping]
[agent yelping]
Oh, what the f*ck?
[g*nshots booming]
[men shouting]
[Agent] Stop him!
[g*nshots booming]
[glass clinking]
[g*nsh*t booming]
[engine rumbling]
f*ck!
[g*nsh*t booming]
[glass shattering]
[exciting rock music]
Teddy Murretto does
not die, m*therf*cker!
[Valerie] This is
Young, down in holding.
Kim, you around?
Right here, sugar.
[Valerie] Are Barnes
and Ruby still off site?
Uh.
They're on their way
back with a tow truck.
All right, have the tow
truck continue on here
but ask Barnes and Ruby
if they can reroute
to the old Nomad
Motel out on Route 95,
just north of Lee Canyon.
Possible crime scene,
multiple sh**ting victims.
[Kim] There hasn't
been a call out.
I know, just have them
radio once they're on scene.
[ominous music]
It's gonna be all right, Sarge.
We're going to take
care of everything.
[door buzzing]
How you feeling, Sarge?
All right.
He good?
Yeah, yeah, he's
still breathing.
Is that ambulance
coming from Reno?
They're f*cking taking forever.
I'll ask Kimble
to call them again.
Don't let him fall asleep.
[Huber] I got him.
[ominous music]
Six, Charles, 12,
this is central.
[Barnes] It's Barnes.
Barnes, give me one second,
I got Young coming up right now.
[Valerie] Kim?
[Kim] I got Barnes at the motel.
All right, I need you to
find that ambul for me, please.
Got it.
Barnes.
Yeah, Young, what're we
supposed to be seeing out here?
Any signs of a sh**t?
Shell casings, blood spatter,
drag marks.
Need an update on
ambulance, please.
[Barnes] No, nothing.
All right, thanks.
About 10 minutes
on that ambulance.
Bad accident on
the 15, southbound.
Backed up traffic.
Okay, can you do me a
favor and run a name for me?
Bob, or Robert, Viddick.
Try spelling variations
on that last name.
Who is he?
I think he might be
our John Doe downstairs.
Have the scans sent
back from my office?
No, not yet.
Huber already asked.
[ominous music]
About what?
The prints, John Doe.
Why the f*ck is Huber
asking about that?
Can I ask you a
personal question, Teddy?
[Teddy] I don't see why not.
You had it all.
They took good care
of you, didn't they?
Money, women, whatever.
Why in the hell would
you give that up?
You could've kept going.
You know, they would've
never let you go down.
You'd never see the
inside of a courtroom
or that cell.
You should've just kept going.
I don't do shoulda,
woulda, coulda.
No, you just light your
entire f*cking life on fire,
run as fast as you can, hoping
that'll put out the flames.
You know what you've never been?
Not once.
Tell me, Teddy.
You never been forced
down a f*cking rabbit hole,
making life and
death decisions, Bob.
I do that every f*cking day,
- Teddy.
- No, you don't.
Those aren't decisions,
those directives.
k*ll this guy, k*ll that guy.
Wipe out that family,
f*cking vanish another one.
You're a psychopath,
Bob, plain and simple.
I'm not a psychopath, Teddy.
I'm a professional.
And there's a difference?
You'll know it when you see it.
[Valerie] What about
this other guy, Viddick?
I'm not familiar with him.
Probably a cut-out.
Notched.
Mob mostly contracts
third party participants
for heavy lifting like this.
These are distinctly
bad people, officer.
So the quicker we can get
Murretto moved, the better.
We found the bodies of his
ex-wife and son last night,
floating in a runoff
slew near Lake Mead.
sh*t.
Listen, Teddy Murretto
has made more enemies
than I can count.
So,
what did he tell you
about this little
daring escape he pulled off?
[Valerie] Said a
pair of crooked cops
got ambushed by the feds and
touched off a big gunfight.
Have you turned up
anything on that?
No.
[ominous music]
Not a thing.
Thank you.
[men grunting]
[Goon] That's it.
Yeah.
All right.
[sinister music]
[dial beeping]
[dial tone buzzing]
Yeah, we got a
big f*cking problem.
[water splashing]
We got a cop in g*n Creek asking
too many f*cking questions.
[door lock buzzing]
My kid okay?
You get in contact with my ex?
I talked to a
detective at Vegas PD
and they're gonna send a
car and do a wellness check.
I'm sure everything's fine.
Let me check my cellphone.
You can't check
- your cellphone, Teddy.
- Let me just check it.
- Let me check it.
- I'm sorry.
She's got information from me
that could put her
in danger, okay.
- When Vegas PD...
- She's probably trying...
- Reaches back out...
- Text me or call me,
- she doesn't know what to do.
- I'll let you know.
I'll let you know.
[sinister music]
[door lock buzzing]
Robert K. Viddick.
Known associates.
What do we have here?
[muffled funk music]
Well don't these guys look like
a bunch of f*cking assholes.
[eerie music]
[man whistling tune]
[foreboding music]
Anthony Lamb. [Doorbell ringing]
What kind of jerk
off name is that?
Manslaughter, as*ault with
a deadly w*apon, battery.
[eerie music]
[bell ringing]
I have birthday
balloon bouquet for.
Officer Huber.
You look just like this
f*cking ass bag down here.
[Anthony] Oh, come on, now.
You're kidding.
No, you gotta check this out.
- Look at this.
- What?
You look just like him.
The resemblance is
f*cking uncanny.
Now what are the odds?
[g*nsh*t popping]
[Kim clattering]
Oh!
Hold on there, buddy.
Hold steady now.
Oh, the boat's a rockin'.
Oh, I'd love to know what's
going through your mind.
[glass shattering]
[doorbell ringing]
[Blonde EMT] Sorry,
guy, traffic was a bitch.
[Brunette EMT] What do we got?
Thank God you're here,
he took quite a spill.
He's right back here.
[Blonde EMT] Holy sh*t.
[Brunette EMT] Check vitals.
[Blonde EMT] I got no pulse.
[Brunette EMT] You say...
You say he fell?
Yeah.
Yeah, well, to clarify,
I sh*t him in the head and
then he took a little tumble.
[g*nshots popping]
[eerie music]
Woo.
Dang.
What?
Are you?
Is that your blood
right on my head,
where I sh*t you on your head?
Imagine that.
Anthony J. Lamb,
you gotta buy yourself
a lottery ticket today.
Oh, I hope they're
power balling.
[Anthony sighing]
[ominous music]
Kimble!
Where the f*ck's
that ambul, man?
Oh, sh*t.
What the f*ck?
Hey, who the f*ck are you?
Hey, hey, I'm
calling for help, man!
[Pena] Easy, easy, easy!
g*dd*mn!
What the f*ck happened?
I'm just the balloon man, man.
I'm calling for help, buddy.
[g*nsh*t booming]
[eerie music]
g*dd*mn, son.
Didn't you?
What is the first
rule of policing, huh?
Beware the unusual element.
And in this scenario, I
believe that it is me.
Officer, well, officer
formerly known as...
Pena.
Pena. [Anthony chuckling]
- Get down, m*therf*cker!
- [ominous music]
Flat as a board!
Get... [rapid g*nf*re popping]
What the f*ck was that?
[intense music]
[g*nsh*t popping]
I used to be a much better man.
[sinister music]
[man gurgling]
[g*nshots booming]
[intense music]
[g*nshots booming]
[sparks fizzling]
[door thudding]
What the f*ck was that?
[Bob sighing]
[metal clanking]
[buttons beeping]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[glass clinking]
[buttons beeping]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
No sh*t now.
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[g*n cranking]
[dramatic music]
[buttons beeping]
[b*ll*ts clinking]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[electronic beeping]
[glass shattering]
Hola!
[g*n clicking]
Well, that f*cking blew.
[g*nshots booming]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[metal popping]
How bad is it?
You happen to hear
all that g*nf*re?
Are you a f*cking idiot, Teddy?
That question persists.
I ain't talking
about the g*nf*re.
f*ck me.
[Valerie groaning]
Oh, f*ck.
You gotta be
f*cking sh1tting me.
[Valerie sighing]
Guy was f*ring what looked like
a snug-barreled submachine g*n.
Those use nine millimeter a*mo.
This b*llet in my stomach
is a 44 caliber...
rico.
What does that mean?
Ricochet.
It means she sh*t herself.
It means I f*cking sh*t myself.
Yeah,
it's me.
Come let me out
of the cell, okay?
You don't know what's
going on up there
and you are wounded bad.
You're gonna bleed out.
Young, you know me.
This is Young.
I'm trapped down here in
holding with two detainees
and I've been sh*t
in the abdomen.
[ominous music]
Pena and Kimble
have been k*lled.
Be aware.
We have an armed
assailant on site.
He is outside the cell
block at present, over.
[eerie music]
[glass scraping]
Damn.
[Teddy] Young, you
don't have much time.
You're bleeding out.
Get me out of this cell,
come on, I can help you.
You have no idea what's
going on up there.
You ware wounded badly.
[Young banging]
Get me the f*ck out of here.
[metal clanking]
[Young sighing]
[Valerie] Ouch.
[g*n cranking]
[g*nshots popping]
[Anthony yelping]
Damn.
Now that does appear
to be bulletproof.
[Valerie huffing]
g*dd*mn!
Woo!
[Anthony laughing]
Anthony Lamb.
Is that big, bad Bob Viddick?
Sideshow Bob, what the f*ck
are you doing in there?
You know this whack job?
Yeah, he's...
Young miss law-and-order,
how about you open his door,
we wrap this up real quick
and I get the hell out
your hair toot sweet, huh?
Theodore Murretto.
I'll be a f*cking
monkey's uncle.
Look at you in there.
One of male grooming's
greatest misfires,
the man bun.
You look like Tom Cruise
in that Samurai picture
that nobody watched.
g*dd*mn.
Bob, what's happening in there?
Yeah, hey, Anthony?
You know what, Bob, I'm sorry,
I'm going by the more friendly
and less formal, Tony,
these days, I know
it's been a minute.
Hey, Anthony, I'm gonna need you
to clear off this contract.
Oh, no can do, Bob.
This contract is free fire,
as there are competing parties
for on Theodore Murretto.
[Bob] Hey, Anthony.
You know, I'm not
responding to that name.
Anthony?
Yeah, I'm not responding
to that f*cking name, Bob.
You heard me!
Doesn't Joe Tatino in Chicago
have a $65,000
sticker on your head?
He does indeed, Bob.
And all he's gotten back are
the heads of the assholes
he's sent to collect mine.
Clear off my
contract now, Anthony,
or as God as my witness,
I'm gonna cut off your
f*cking head, put it in a bag
and drive it to
Chicago, I sh*t you not!
Meow!
Is that the gauntlet you've
thrown down there, Bob?
Are we gonna duel to the death?
[ominous music]
[Anthony huffing]
Well if so,
I've foreseen some
terrible things for you
in the not too
distant future, Bob.
I drew you a d*ck.
It just got weird.
Well, it's gonna get weirder.
You like this action, Murretto?
Murretto?
I'm coming in there
whether you like it or not.
[Anthony growling]
Now you see the difference?
That is a psychopath.
[sinister tempo music]
10-13.
This is Officer Valerie Young.
I am gravely wounded in the
subfloor detention block
at the g*n Creek City
police headquarters.
Copy.
Can anyone hear me?
10-13.
Officer in dire
medical need, over.
[sinister music]
[radio buzzing]
f*ck! [Radio clanking]
You're gonna run out
of time yet, Young.
You're gonna die.
Teddy doesn't care
if you live or die.
Right, and you do.
Don't listen to him.
Trust me.
[Bob] I don't care what
- that f*cking idiot says.
- Let me help you.
- Don't f*cking do it.
- Both of you,
shut the f*ck up!
God, shut up.
f*ck.
[door knocking]
[Huber] Valerie?
[door knocking]
Valerie?
Are you there?
It's Huber.
Huber, you've got an
armed man out there.
Watch your back.
I'm sh*t.
Both detainees are secure.
[Huber] Suspect fled the scene.
It's over.
[electronic beeping]
Passcode isn't working.
Did you change it?
Yeah.
[Huber] Well, tell me what it is
so I can get in
there and help you.
Where's Mitchell?
[Huber] They're
all dead, Valerie.
[ominous music]
I'm sorry.
Son of a bitch m*rder*d
every last man.
Where are you sh*t?
Didn't you hear
my call out earlier?
No, I wasn't near my radio.
[ominous music]
Valerie!
[Valerie] Huber.
Why were you interested
in those IAFIS scans?
[Huber] What's that?
Kimble said you asked about
the IAFIS scans for our DUI.
[Huber] You know, I...
I just had a really bad
feeling about that guy.
Which guy?
[Huber] Viddick.
The DUI.
He was processed as John Doe.
Where'd you get
the name Viddick?
[ominous music]
Where's the man who k*lled
your fellow officers, Huber?
Is he whispering in your ear?
[Huber] He don't care about us.
All we have to do is stand
down and give him Murretto.
We've already lost three cops.
I can't even think about
losing another one, okay?
You're a piece of sh*t,
Huber, and a horrible cop.
I never liked you and
Sarge couldn't stand you.
[Huber chuckling]
Well, you know what, Valerie?
Sarge doesn't have to
worry about me anymore
and you're not gonna
have to worry either,
if you keep up this
Alamo bullshit!
You already got a b*llet
in your belly, hun.
You want another
one in your brain?
I'd like you to
try, m*therf*cker.
I'd like you to get on in here
and get that b*llet there.
You wanna do that for me?
Oh yeah, we are.
We're gonna come in there,
you stupid f*cking bitch!
You hear me?
We're getting in there!
[sinister music]
And Teddy's dead.
♪ That's what I said
♪ Oh
♪ Let the man rap a plan
said he'd see him home ♪
♪ But his hope was a rope
and he should've known ♪
♪ I'm about to make you him
♪ Ripped him up and abuse him
♪ Another flunky's paying
♪ You f*cked with
the wrong man ♪
♪ Oh, a terrible blow
but that's how it go ♪
♪ Teddy on the corner now
♪ And it gonna be
a flunky while ♪
♪ Remember Teddy dead
♪ Oh
♪ That's what I said
Actually, he's got
a pretty nice voice.
[ominous music]
[Huber] This is it.
[Anthony] Can't we access
it through these ducts?
[Huber] It's 12
inches in diameter.
It's way too narrow.
[Anthony] How about
we break down that door?
[Huber] Nah.
This thing's like the
side of a f*cking t*nk.
It's an armory style door.
Never get in.
That's why I think,
we bust in through this wall.
Come in through the locker room.
This is Murretto's
cell, right here.
I mean, it's a thick
son of a bitch.
Probably a foot
of solid concrete.
Well,
let's bang some rock.
What do you think
they're doing out there?
Finding a way in.
When they do get in,
they'll k*ll you first.
I would tell you to
barter with them,
but Lamb will just lie, then
strip the skin off your bones
once you give him what he wants.
All you had to do
was just let me blow
Murretto's head off
when I had the chance.
Then you wouldn't
be sitting there
with a b*llet in your side,
praying for a f*cking miracle.
b*ll*ts before prayers.
Is that a poem?
b*ll*ts before prayers.
My great-grandfather
had that scrawled
on his Stahlhelm
helmet in World w*r II.
Stahlhelm?
Isn't that a German army helmet?
Your great-grandfather
was a n*zi?
But you're...
Black?
Black.
Nazis were in North
Africa in the 1940s.
Just a little trivia to
take from this circumstance.
Like most Germans, at
the time he had to fight,
they were being overrun,
he didn't have a choice.
Yeah, deja vu.
Wait, what?
Deja vu.
That's not deja vu, dummy.
Yes it is.
No, it's not.
Deja vu is when you experience
the exact same
thing a second time.
Or the sensation that you have.
Why you taking his side?
How the f*ck am
I taking his side?
You said that your
great-grandfather had a fight,
that he was overrun
and he had no choice.
Like me, sitting right here.
Deja vu.
Okay, whatever.
You win.
Anybody else feel cold?
Hey, look at me!
Young, don't close your eyes.
Throw me the keys.
Throw me the keys.
You're better off bleeding
to death, sitting there.
Do not give him the keys!
You gonna listen to
that contract k*ller
or are you gonna listen to me?
Are you f*cking kidding?
He's a mob flunky conman.
Who would you
rather have fighting
for your life right now, Val?
Not you.
Never you.
Why, because I'm the bad guy?
[wall thudding]
[sinister music]
sh*t.
[concrete thudding]
Here they come.
[ominous tempo music]
[hammer clanking]
[Huber grunting]
[Huber huffing]
Hey, assh*le!
You gonna help me
or you just gonna sit
there eating that sh*t?
We's got but the one
hammer there, hoss.
Yeah, I get that.
But I thought that maybe
we could switch, you know?
Trade off.
Oh, come on, man, I already
k*lled four people tonight.
Including two of your coworkers.
I am bushed.
I k*lled my f*cking
sergeant tonight.
And an innocent civilian.
Yeah, well.
You in the cop business.
So that makes you a m*rder*r.
But I'm in the m*rder business,
so that just makes me a laborer.
You see how that works?
You're f*cking crazy.
And also, on top of it,
not to b*at a dead horse,
but you could use some
physical activity.
Oh, m*therf*cker.
Come on, man, I kinda
mean your wife likes you
sliding all up on top of her,
looking like a big old
Hot Pocket with a hard-on.
I mean, look, don't you wanna
look like that one time?
f*cking Chris Hemsworth
enjoys a beach day
with his wife, Elsa Pataky.
Just one time in your life,
don't you wanna look like Thor?
Of course you do.
It's only gonna
happen with hard work
and a swinging of
the mighty hammer.
So carry on, my Norseman.
Come on, Thor! [Hammer thudding]
I think we're out
of prayers, Young.
[wall thudding]
I don't want to
see you bleed out
and I don't want to see anybody
take the skin off your bones.
[wall thudding]
I just wanna get the
f*ck out of here.
Young, you wanna see
your way through this?
Don't listen to him.
Throw me the f*cking keys.
[wall thudding]
Think he's gonna make
it through these guys,
and if he does, you think
you're gonna see him again?
[wall thudding]
[keys clinking]
[ominous music]
Oh, you gotta be
f*cking kidding me.
All that blood loss has
made you loopy, lady.
[Valerie] I don't wanna
die in here if I can help it.
And I'm trusting you, Teddy.
Do as you say and help
me and not run from this.
All Teddy does is run!
He was running from
me, he ran to you.
How do you think he got in here?
He sucker punched a cop, you!
[ominous music]
I got that last week.
f*ck.
I want it back.
[Bob] Oh, you
just f*cked us both.
In the kitchen, next
to the intake lobby,
there's a trauma kit
above the fridge.
[Bob] He's a f*cking
opportunist, that's all he is.
Please bring that back here.
I won't make it
otherwise, Teddy.
Ask Officer Young where your
ex wife and son are, Teddy.
[sinister music]
You said you sent out
a unit to check on them.
Did that unit ever
arrive, Officer Young?
Are Teddy's family all
wrapped away, safe and sound?
Young,
where are they?
I'm sorry, Teddy.
What?
I'm sorry.
[ominous music]
Did you know my family
was dead, Viddick?
You couldn't have
saved them anyway, Teddy.
You doomed them a long time ago.
[foreboding music]
Did you k*ll my family, Bob?
[Bob sighing]
I didn't.
Lamb have something
to do it with it?
[eerie music]
[Bob] I can't be sure.
Best guess.
[Bob] Where were they found?
In a runoff slew near Lake Mead.
Yeah, it was him.
[sinister music]
[intense music]
[g*n clicking]
[Ruby] On top of the car
there was a butt naked tr*nny
with a mask on.
[Barnes laughing]
Dude, you can't say tr*nny.
You have to say tr*nsv*stite.
That's what you call them?
Now you have to
say tr*nsv*stite.
- It's just like...
- Hey, f*ck that.
Hey, where the
f*ck is everybody?
[hammer thudding]
They still doing
construction this late?
They shouldn't be.
[hammer thudding]
[foreboding music]
[eerie music]
What the f*ck is this?
What the f*ck happened here?
[hammer thudding]
[ominous music]
- [hammer thudding]
- Come on, man.
[hammer thudding]
This f*cking thing's
taking forever.
Huber, what the f*ck?
Hey, guys.
You're back.
Where, why are you back?
We ran out to a scene for Val.
What the f*ck are you doing?
And who is this?
Why is he...
[g*nshots popping]
[Barnes screaming]
No, no, no, wait, hold on.
No, no, Huber.
Huber, I don't know nothing,
I didn't see nothing.
Hey man, I got kids.
He's not gonna say anything.
Tell him you're not
gonna say anything.
I swear to f*cking
Christ, I'm not gonna say...
Are you sure?
You can trust
him, he's my friend.
Oh, you all friends.
Yeah.
- [Barnes groaning]
- Then you sh**t him.
All friendly like.
What?
I can't, not Barnes.
You sh*t your sergeant.
This man means something to me.
I'm gonna walk over there
and empty the contents
of this w*apon
- into his face.
- No, oh God.
So if you plan
to be more humane,
now is the f*cking time!
No, Huber, Huber, come on, man.
He sh*t Ruby. [g*nshots popping]
[Barnes yelping]
[Huber] I'm sorry, Barnes.
Look at me, dude.
- Look at me.
- You were right.
- Look at me.
- [Anthony yelling]
You know my kids, man, I
promised them I'd be home.
[Huber] I know, just a second.
Just close your eyes, all right?
[Teddy screaming]
[g*nshots booming]
[ominous music]
[Bob] Please tell me
your grand plan was not
freeing that f*cking idiot
and putting a g*n in his hand.
What choice did I have?
[Bob] Freeing and arming me.
You're a hired k*ller.
[Bob chuckling]
I wish you knew
what I knew about him.
And you were so hellbent
on saving the day
that you wound up
sh**ting yourself.
I don't wanna live in a world
where people like
you win, Viddick.
Right.
You'll just safeguard
a lying assh*le
and give your life
to protect his.
Should I live like you, Bob?
It's honest.
It's lawless.
And I won't stand for it.
No, you'll just sit there
and bleed out instead.
[dramatic music]
Come on.
Give me the keys.
Give me the keys, Valerie.
No.
And don't call me
Valerie, it's creepy.
[cuffs clanking]
[ominous music]
What the f*ck?
How'd you do that, Bob?
Let's put a pin in
that right now, Val.
I just wanted to see how
our little friendship
would play out.
Now pretty soon you're
gonna lose consciousness.
You're gonna fall asleep and
you're not gonna wake up.
Then will you listen to
my dying wish before I do?
[somber music]
You have someone you love.
Don't we all?
No, we don't but you do.
No, that's your left
hand, your g*n hand.
Not gonna wear a ring there.
You're married.
You wanna see him again?
Teddy's not coming back,
you can trust me on that.
You said you wanted
to take your chances.
Here they are.
You either sit
there and bleed out
or give me the g*dd*mn keys.
[ominous music]
[Anthony whistling]
♪ Oh, Teddy's dead
♪ m*therf*cker
♪ Oh
♪ That's what I said
♪ m*therf*cking Teddy's dead
♪ Oh
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[glass shattering]
[g*n clicking]
[Anthony] Teddy!
You sh*t me!
[lever banging]
[knob screeching]
[shower spraying]
[foreboding music]
Teddy, you could've stopped
this whole g*dd*mn mess, man,
and saved your family too.
Because all they
wanted was those names.
Well, and all the
money you stole.
You thieving little
m*therf*cker.
[ominous music]
[Huber gasping]
[g*nshots popping]
[shower spraying]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
Oh!
You're sh**ting at
shadows, Mr. Teddy.
Yeah, you better
conserve that a*mo.
♪ You's gonna need it
[metal clanking]
[Anthony chuckling]
♪ Oh, and you won't
need g*nf*re ♪
♪ Remember, Teddy's dead
[eerie music]
[Huber] What?
Officer Huber.
Listen, I...
[Huber yelling]
[exciting b*at music]
[punch thudding]
[Huber groaning]
[g*nshots popping]
[Huber yelping]
[Huber groaning]
[taser buzzing] Oh, no, no.
[Huber screaming]
[intense rock music]
[Huber groaning]
No! [Taser clicking]
Oh!
No!
[Huber coughing]
[spray hissing]
[Huber screaming]
[shower spraying]
[Anthony laughing]
I sedated them, Teddy.
They were sound asleep when
I put the Ziplocs over them.
It didn't take but two minutes.
I didn't want them to suffer.
[ominous music]
I didn't f*ck up, Teddy.
You did.
You the f*ck up of the family.
And then I laid
them in the water.
We all deserve the
water in the end,
no matter what we done.
[eerie music]
[shower spraying]
[Huber coughing]
[g*nshots popping]
[body thudding]
[shower trickling]
You're f*cking Huber.
What?
[intense music]
[g*nshots booming]
[Anthony whimpering]
[Bob thudding]
[metal banging]
[locker door clanking]
[Anthony groaning]
[water splashing]
No.
No.
[Kn*fe clicking] Do it!
[Kn*fe slicing]
[Bob groaning]
[Anthony whimpering]
Anthony.
[blood squelching]
Oh.
[Kn*fe slicing] [Bob grunting]
[Anthony whimpering]
[blood squelching]
[Anthony moaning]
[Anthony mumbling]
All right, now it hurts.
[Anthony mumbling]
Think I'm gonna need something
just a little bit
bigger, Anthony,
to cut off your head.
[Anthony laughing]
That's the reaction.
f*ck.
[Anthony groaning]
f*ck!
[Anthony whimpering] f*ck you!
[Anthony laughing]
[ominous music]
[Anthony muttering]
Parlay.
What?
Pirate code.
A temporary ceasefire
to achieve a common end.
As in, this ends.
[Anthony moaning]
Our little lost Lamb
isn't dead just yet.
So I'm gonna let
you send him off.
Revenge for your family.
And then you and I
are going to resume...
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
Oh, man!
This m*therf*cker.
[Anthony groaning]
That hurts.
Hey,
Teddy.
[Anthony mumbling]
The water.
[ominous music]
The water.
[rapid g*nf*re booming]
[foreboding music]
[eerie music]
[sinister tempo music]
[liquid trickling]
[liquid sloshing]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[expl*si*n rumbling]
[somber jazz music]
[foreboding music]
Not bad, is it?
That's jackfruit.
It's not chicken.
I mix some garlic and cilantro
with store-bought coleslaw.
That's the secret.
Val.
Teddy.
You never came back.
I was coming back, Val.
I was grabbing this kit, right
here, and I was coming back.
Oh, so you were gonna
bring it after you ate,
but before you lit
this place on fire?
And where's my g*n?
Am I gonna get that back?
[ominous music]
That's okay.
I got my friend's g*n.
My dead friend.
[eerie music]
I heard that
machine g*n of yours
making quite the statement.
So, have you seen Huber?
Lamb?
Viddick?
There it is.
My own b*llet that I put in
my stomach protecting you.
Viddick was right about you.
But...
we are what we are.
Always.
You seem to always
have so much to say.
Nothing new now?
I'm just wondering
where all this is going.
Yeah.
Me too.
I guess we'll find out soon.
I radioed in a code three,
also known as a hot call, so,
we're 10 minutes away
from our parking lot
being flooded with every
available law enforcement officer
within a 20 mile radius.
[ominous music]
And I just took an
adrenaline sh*t.
So I'm feeling a
little rambunctious.
Shame.
[Valerie sighing]
You could run.
So you could sh**t
me in the back?
You've already
stabbed me in mind.
[fire rumbling]
I think we should get you
back to your cell now, Teddy.
[fire whooshing]
[suspenseful tempo music]
Unless you had
something else in mind.
[g*nsh*t booming]
[fire whooshing]
[g*nshots popping]
[steam hissing]
[fire whooshing]
[g*nsh*t popping]
[steam hissing]
[suspenseful music]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[steam hissing]
[glass shattering]
[g*n cranking]
[suspenseful music]
[g*nshots popping]
[glass shattering]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[glass shattering]
[suspenseful music]
[glass clinking]
Thank you, Sarge.
[intense music]
[water hissing]
[g*n cranking]
[fire rumbling]
[dramatic music]
[g*nshots whooshing]
[g*nshots booming]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[ominous music]
[g*nshots popping]
[Teddy groaning]
[body thudding]
[suspenseful music]
[Teddy yelling]
[rapid g*nf*re popping]
[glass clinking]
[g*nshots booming]
[Teddy groaning]
[g*n clicking]
[ominous music]
[expl*si*n whooshing]
[Valerie groaning]
[ominous music]
[Valerie huffing]
Thanks, Pena.
[dramatic music]
[fire rumbling]
[Teddy screaming]
Never more than a day
ahead of the devil, Teddy.
Or maybe I'm your devil now.
And this is our day.
Can't run from this.
Hell's already here.
[b*llet clinking]
[g*n whooshing]
[intense music]
[g*n clinking]
[g*nsh*t booming]
[glass shattering]
[dramatic music]
[water splattering]
You know, Val,
I'm just sitting here wondering
where things went
wrong between us.
[Teddy coughing]
We were off to
such a good start.
Val, Val, Val, wait, wait, wait!
Give me 10 seconds.
Give me 10 seconds of your time.
Just give me 10 seconds!
[g*nsh*t booming]
[Valerie coughing]
[sinister music]
[Valerie sighing]
I'm sorry, officer.
[g*n cranking]
[intense music]
[g*nshots booming]
[ominous music]
[water splattering]
Oh.
Good for you.
You b*at me, Bob.
[g*nsh*t booming]
[g*nshots booming]
[ominous music]
What's in the bag, Bob?
Go home, Val.
She with you?
Shier?
What does it matter?
You made it.
Let this go, Val.
Just let it go.
[dramatic music]
Yeah,
there you go.
[Valerie groaning]
[dramatic tempo music]
Come on.
[Valerie groaning]
[distant sirens alarming]
Valerie?
Forget it.
[horns honking]
[exciting b*at music]
[engine rumbling]
[tires screeching]
[fire trucks alarming]
[upbeat jazz music]
Hey, it's Viddick.
All good.
Murretto's b*rned.
Yeah, sh*t.
Easy breezy.
Oh, by the way,
You wanna call that
Joe Tatino in Chicago?
Tell him I'm bringing him
a beautiful piece of lamb.
- [Radio Dispatcher]
- All units be advised.
We have an unidentified.
[Valerie groaning]
white male suspect
in a stolen police cruiser.
Last seen exiting...
- What was that, officer?
- g*n Creek police station.
Heading southbound on I-15.
I'm gonna need you to pull
this f*cking ambulance over.
Right now.
[tires screeching]
[upbeat jazz music]
[Valerie exhaling]
- [Radio Dispatcher]
- All units be advised.
We're BOLO, BOLO on
a white male suspect
identified as Robert K. Viddick.
Robert K. Viddick
last seen exiting
the g*n Creek police station.
He's in possession of a
stolen, unmarked police car.
Text babe.
Hey, baby, I'm putting in
a couple hours overtime.
See you later, love you.
[phone chiming]
[pleasant jazz music]
[radio dial buzzing]
["Freddie's Dead"
by Curtis Mayfield]
[Bob laughing]
♪ Hey, hey
♪ Love, love
♪ Yeah, yeah
♪ Ah, ah
Oh, deja vu.
Deja vu.
♪ Teddy's dead
♪ That's what I said
♪ Let the man rap a plan
said he'd see him home ♪
♪ But his hope was a rope
and he should've known ♪
♪ It's hard to understand
♪ There was love in this man
♪ I'm sure all would agree
♪ That his misery was
his woman and things ♪
♪ Now Freddy's dead
♪ That's what I said
♪ Everybody's misused him
♪ Ripped him up and abused him
♪ Another junkie plan
♪ Pushin' dope for the man
♪ A terrible blow but
that's how it goes ♪
♪ A Freddy's on the corner now
♪ If you wanna be
a junkie, wow ♪
♪ Remember Freddy's dead
♪ Ah, ha
♪ Oh, oh
♪ Hey, hey
♪ Love, love
♪ Hey, hey
[suspenseful instrumental music]
[suspenseful instrumental music]
[somber drum b*at music]
[ominous tempo music]
[suspenseful instrumental music]
[exciting funk music]
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