01x07 - Everybody's Got a Cousin in Miami

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Previously on Hightown...

How hard is it
to hide a body in the ocean?

It's the f*cking ocean.

You're the lady that's been
asking questions about me.

You think you're special, don't
you? But he was f*cking the last
one, too.

- What are you talking about?
- Sherry Henry.

Remember when I was your snitch?

That's over now, okay?

- No!
- Come on, stick her!

- No!
- Push it in!

You gonna wake up every day
thinking, "I'm a k*ller."

And then one day, you gonna wake
up, and you gonna think about
breakfast.

And life goes on.

Someone told you Krista was
talking about you and Sherry
Henry,

and you think this f*cking kid
ain't gonna flip on you?


out across the Cape, three at
night.

- Any of them come back?
- One.

State Police.

Turn your engine off, please.

What's your name?

Sherry.

Are you holding, Sherry?

No. I'm clean.

So when I search your car,
I'm not gonna find any dope?

What is this? Like,
a hundred Oxys?

f*ck you, man.

Sherry, you seem
like a nice girl.

I don't want to
have to jam you up.

Then don't.

Let me off with a warning.

I don't know, maybe
if you cooperate...

You give me a little something,
we can help each other out.

Okay.

I'll give you head.

Oh, yeah?

No, Ray, you don't understand.

I meant I'll give you my head.

Hey, Jack, slow down!

There she is.

Why you got such a hard-on
for the Jack and Bobby?

No reason.

So you catching 'em?

Going out more and
bringing home less.

What the f*ck is that about?

Global warming. f*ck
Tr*mp, am I right?

Yeah, f*ck him.
He deregulated everything else.

So why is the fishery service
still getting up my ass?

Well, someone's got
to keep you honest.

Which reminds me...

You go out August 22nd?

I don't know.

Check the log. It says
I did, then I did.



August 22nd...

Doesn't look like it.

Any chance somebody took
the boat out and didn't log it?

Maybe Junior?

What's this about?

Oh, just another case.

How's he doing, by the way?

He's good.

Thanks for asking. We done here?

Yep.

Thanks, Mike.

So you think
Michael's a good dude?

- You want to tell me why you're
asking? - Nope.

- And what about Junior?
- I thought you guys were
friends.

Yeah, but you've known
him his whole life.

Well, he's always had his
troubles. Even before the dr*gs,
he was a punk.

Boosting his dad's car,
joyriding, stuff like that.

Yeah, I mean, that's not so bad.

And one time, I caught him
tagging a pylon under the pier.

Stood there with both hands
covered with spray paint,

looked me square in
the eye, and lied.

He knew I knew,
but he didn't care.

Well, that was
then. How about now?

Oh, once a liar, always a liar.

Hey.

Morning.

Morning.

You hungry?

- You made me breakfast?
- Yes, I did.

Oh, my God.

That's so sweet.

- Hey, here you go.
- Thank you.

- What's Frankie doing?
- Oh, we made a fort.

He ate, like, three scrambled
eggs. Now he's watching TV.

- You got him to eat eggs?
- Yeah.

Oh, that's...

Crazy.

This is amazing.

Thank you.

What, you never had
breakfast in bed before?

I mean, I've had breakfast
in a bed before.

I don't know.

Maybe I haven't.

What's up?

I know that it's
complicated on my end.

But I was just wondering if...

...you know, it's just us.

You mean, like, is there another
girl I'm making breakfast for?

I don't know, you know.

That's why I'm asking.

'Cause I just...

...want to know if I'm special.

Where's this coming from?

I just don't really get it.

You know, why me?

- What's so great about me?
- Come here.

Look at you.

You're amazing.

You're beautiful.

Yeah, I know how I look.
That's not what I'm asking.

You know, you...

You're this handsome dude
with this great job, and...

...that's why you...

You know?

Why me?

Look at me.

At first...

...it was because of Frankie.

Okay? I needed information.

So this was transactional.

And I know how bad that sounds,
but that's the truth.

Okay.

Why now?

Because you make
me feel so good...

...like the world isn't
some giant ball of sh*t.

And I haven't felt that way
in a long, long f*cking time.

Oh, f*ck.

f*ck.

f*ck! f*ck.

f*ck, baby, I got to go to work.

I can't. I can't. I can't.

Hey. Hey, if it's all right with
you, I'll come back tonight.

- Yeah.
- Cool.

- Tomorrow, too?
- Yeah.

- Day after tomorrow?
- Yeah.

f*ck.

m*therf*cker!

Call me back from a clean line.

Hey, what's up?

Heard you got pinched.

Yeah, but I'm straight.

No, you f*cked up.

What part of hot
sh*t didn't you get?

She wouldn't take it,
so I had to improvise.

Cops know what's up?

No, but that one guy got a real
hard-on for you, Abruzzo.

You think they
know about Junior?

Maybe.

Probably.

You know, but he's cool.

"He's cool."

You know what I like about you?

You're a stand-up
guy. You're loyal.

You're a stupid,
fat Haitian f*ck!

But at least I know
you ain't talking to no cops.

Junior, I don't know.

I want you to take care of it.

Yeah, okay.

You got a problem with that?

I didn't say nothing.

Kizzle got out this
morning. Take him.

You think you can handle it?

No problem.

You need anything else?

Heard Scotty got pinched.

I got it under control.

Scotty Frazier.

Can I get an extra cranberry?

Oh, sh*t! I need help here!

Get on the ground!
Put your hands up!

I need help here.
Code red! Code red!

Lockdown. Lockdown.

On the ground!
Get your hands up!

Lockdown!

Hit the floor!

Patty?

What am I looking at here?

Pole cam feed on O'Donnell's.

What the f*ck happened to it?

I don't know. I
think it got broken.

Thanks, Mickey.

- What's up?
- Come here.

So the dude from the motor court

just got his throat slit
in Sagamore County Jail.

- Scotty Frazier?
- Yeah.

Oh, sh*t.

In the infirmary, 20
feet from a doctor.

They're just rubbing
my nose in it now.

- You know what this means,
right? - We got ourselves a
white-boy problem.

Yeah, we do.

Hey, everybody.
Can I get your attention,
please?

Guys.

Listen up. I don't
want to repeat myself.

Frankie Cuevas is
cleaning house.

Our key witness in the Collins
m*rder just ate sh*t in lockup.

f*ck.

That kid we had in
the box yesterday?

Yes, that kid.
So you see this white boy right
here?

He could be next.

If this dude eats sh*t,

we're f*cked for pinning
Collins on Frankie.

You understand? We clear?

What's the play?

Somebody's got to know
the kid, all right?

So hit every trap house,
drag all your CIs.

We got to find him before he
gets his throat slit, too.

Hey.

Oh, hey. What are
you doing here?

Jesus.

What are you doing here?

Well, you left your jacket at my
place, and I thought you might
need it.

- Yeah, I don't.
- Okay.

- You can't come here.
- All right, okay.

Yeah, why?

- Why?
- Yeah.

This is... No, not
a good look for us.

I mean, I'm not your
CI anymore, right?

So...

No, no, you're
right. You're not.

You're not, but it's the suits.

- They're not gonna get it.
- The suits?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Hey, look at me.

Look at me. No, no,
no, don't do that.

Don't.

I'm not mad at you, okay?

We just got to be
a bit more careful.

Okay.

- I'll see you later.
- Yep.

- Okay.
- Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey. No, no, no.

No, go that way, make a left.

Come on, man, pick up,
pick up, pick up, pick up.

Yo, Junior, where you
at? We got to talk.

f*ck, man.

Hello?

Hey.

"Hey"?

Is that all you have to say?
Where the f*ck have you been?

Why haven't you called?

I'm sorry. My phone
wasn't charged.

You're so full of sh*t.

You know what? You're right.

You're too smart for me, D.

Always were.

Junior, where are
you? What's going on?

I tried.

I tried. I want
you to know that.

Tried what? I don't understand.

To be better, but
I'm a piece of sh*t.

You're using again, aren't you?

I f*cked up.
I f*cked up real bad, you know?

There's no going back.

Okay, what did you
do? Just tell me.

No, you don't need to know that.

I can do that much for you.

Don't do this.

Whatever it is,
we'll figure it out.

- You're a good person.
- No, I'm not.

You give Mackayleigh
a kiss for me.

So what, you're just
a f*cking deadbeat now?

You're just gonna walk away?

For what? Huh?

So you can go get high?

'Cause I'm a f*cking
k*ller, okay?

You need to leave
me the f*ck alone.

Oh, my...

Yeah, you're good.

Jesus.

Who the f*ck are you?

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, baby girl,
it's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Our bad.

Didn't mean to scare you.

Junior here?

- No.
- I've been looking for him.

He's not here.

Mind if I take a look?

Yeah, I mind.

Hey, excuse me, what the f*ck?

Hey, girl, don't worry yourself.

Just gonna be a minute.

That's a cute baby.

Got those fat little cheeks.

How much she weigh
when she was born?

What?

I mean, she blow it out or what?

See, when my girl had our baby,

I told the doc,
"Throw in a couple extra
stitches.

Keep it tight."

Just wondering
if Junior thought of that,
stupid f*ck.

You a f*cking perv?

Is that your thing?

You talk about my p*ssy again,
I'll shove my foot up your ass.

- He's not here.
- Hey, you a perv, too?

Is that how you roll?
Yeah, I'll f*ck you up, too.

I got the whole Portuguese mafia
at my f*cking back.

You don't even want to test me,
m*therf*cker.

Hey, it's all good, Donna.

- We're leaving.
- Yeah, you better.

Get the f*ck out of here!

f*cking c**t.

Dude, shut the f*ck up.

Hey, baby girl.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Come
here. Come here. Come here.

You're okay.

Some f*cking bullshit.

What?

We're already k*lling
the m*therf*cker.

There's no need to mess
with his old lady, too.

That's some psycho sh*t.

Nah, that's some soldier sh*t,
raping and looting.

Thugs got to have a code.

Yeah? What's yours,
leave no burger uneaten?

Hey.

You got jokes, m*therf*cker?

My code is, an order's an order.

I get my orders from Frankie.
You get your orders from me.

And right now your order is to
sit your ass in that car and
shut the f*ck up.

Whatever, dude.

Give me a reason.

You good?

Yeah, I'm good.

Let's move.

Hi, there.

Can I offer you a private dance?

I'm good.

Cheap-ass m*therf*cker.

What?

Nothing.

All right.

There's this guy.

Thought it was
different, you know.

Turns out, he's
just another trick.

Well, at least you know now.

Yeah.

How long you been working here?

Too long.

Then you should know men
are only good for two things...

money and d*ck.

You catch feelings,
that's on you.

Yeah.

Hey, Donna, it's me, Jackie!

Hey, I'm looking for Junior.

Called about an
hour ago, all crazy.

He's been doing that sh*t
since high school, you know.

I'm the assh*le
that keeps taking him back.

- You think he's using?
- What do you think?

Kept saying he was no good.

He's a k*ller and
all this other sh*t.

Then these two dudes
came looking for him.

Who?

Some fat black dude and this...

...dumbass white kid.

You know where Junior's at?

He didn't say, but the idiot
doesn't know about the Find My
Friends app.

He's at the Captain Walker.

All right, I think maybe
I should go talk to him,

make sure he's good, you know?

I'll tell him to give you a
call, but I think I should go
alone.

You think I want to
see him like that?

Besides, I promised myself
I'd never let her see him f*cked
up.

Donna, you should know
that everything that Junior
did...

...getting sober, trying to make
money, going to AA...

...he did that for you.

I know you're trying to be nice.

But all that means is that I'm
the one who wasn't enough for
him.

I love him, but I wish...

I just can't, you know?

I know.

Hey! You don't need to clean.
Look, I'm cool.

- We're good.
- Should have put your sign out.

Why you taking me to a f*g bar?

'Cause he pumps out
of here sometimes.

Damn.

Gay dudes be straight f*cking.

I mean, even the fat ones
be getting it in.

No offense.

Frankie wants this done today.

You're the one didn't keep tabs
on your boy.

Let me get a Stella.

Hey, this is him. Let's go.

I didn't get my beer.

Man, shut the f*ck up.

Hey, what's going on, man?

Yeah, I can bring
something over to you.

Yeah, we over by
that way anyway.

Yeah, me and Kizzle be there
in 10 minutes.

Cool. See you soon, J.

Let's go.

Hey.

Oh, my God.

Hey.

Looking for Junior McCarthy.

- Jackie?
- We need to talk.

Dude, I already know
you're f*cked up, okay?

Whatever. It is what it is.

Jesus, you look like sh*t.

Yeah, I know, right? Want one?

I know about Sherry
Henry, Junior.

I know you dumped the body.

I checked the marine logs
for the Jack and Bobby.

You took it out that night.

Junior, I can't help you
if you don't talk to me.

I don't want your help.
I'm not saying sh*t.

Door's right there.
Don't let it hit you in the ass.

What, so this is
who you are now?

Some f*cking degenerate criminal
sh**ting up in a motel room?

- Yeah.
- Is that it?

Yeah, it's who I've always been.
You just didn't know it.

You've been lying this
whole f*cking time.

What about Krista, huh?

Was it you? Did you k*ll her?

You k*ll Krista?

Whatever, I don't have time
for your f*cking bullshit today.

- What...
- Yo, J.

- Yeah, you got to go now, Jack.
- Who is it?

Don't worry about it.
Just get the f*ck out of here.

No, f*ck you. I'm not going
anywhere till you talk to me.

Just chill in the
bathroom or something.

- I'm not going anywhere.
- Well, just get in the f*cking
bathroom.

- f*ck off, Junior. No.

Listen to me, these dudes
will k*ll you, okay?

They find out you're the girl
asking questions, they will
f*cking k*ll you.

So you need to shut the f*ck up
and get the f*ck out.

Do you understand?

Yo, what up, O? Kizzle.

What the f*ck
happened to your face?

Who's the girl?

That's my side piece.

She don't like it
when I call her that, though.

She was just leaving,
weren't you, ho?

Hey, I'll hit you up next time
I want you to suck that D, all
right?

#MeToo.

Get your sh*t.

We got to take a ride.

Let's go.

- Abruzzo.
- Hey, I need to talk to you.

It's not a good time right now.

I need help, Ray.

- Okay, what's going on?
- I have information.

I know who dumped Sherry Henry.

Who? Hey, who?
Tell me right now.

No. Meet me at the jetty
where I found her.

Where we going?

Got to make a stop.

Won't take long.

Here.

Thanks.

Yeah, so don't say we never did
nothing for you.

Here we are again.

What's up, Jackie?

You got me all the way out here.

I want some guarantees.

I want you to promise me
you're gonna take care of him.

No, it doesn't work that way.

You got to give
me the name first.

Junior McCarthy.

His father's a fisherman, owns a
trawler, Jack and Bobby II.

Went from P-Town to Truro
the night Sherry Henry d*ed.

He went to Truro?

Yeah, he was trying to keep it
on the DL and not record it,

but there's a transponder
on every fishing boat you can't
f*ck with.

I printed out the logs.

Is this your guy, Junior?

Yeah.

Yeah, you know him?

This photo was taken the night
Krista Collins was k*lled.

That guy driving,
that's Frankie's lieutenant,
Osito.

We're thinking they k*lled her.

Jesus.

He's with that guy right now
and this other dude named
Kizzle.

They were just here.
They picked him up.

- Right f*cking now?
- Yeah.

- On foot or in a car?
- In a car.

In a gray 4Runner.

License plate, 61T... 67T1G7.

- Saintille.
- Hey, buddy, it's me.

I need a BOLO on a gray 4Runner,

- license plate...
- Six, seven...

- T one...
- Tango one...

- G seven.
- Golf seven.

All right. What's up?

Our white boy's in a car
with Osito and Kizzle.

Think it's going down right now?

It could be.

I mean, if you're Osito,
where you want to do this?

Somewhere controlled,
not like Krista Collins.

O'Donnell's.

Well, that's a long sh*t.

Someone did jack the pole cam
there this morning, though.

Man, you've seen that place.

There's, like, 20 different ways
to k*ll a dude.

It's worth a sh*t.

Yeah, f*ck it. Meet me there.

Hey, Jack, look, I'm
not gonna lie to you.

Your friend's in real
danger right now.

But you did the right
thing by calling me,

and I promise you,
I'm gonna do everything I can to
find him

before anything happens, okay?

Wait. No, no, no. No,
it's not like that.

I called you as a law
enforcement officer.

I gave you information.
I need to be a part of this.

What do you mean
"it's not like that"?

This isn't cops and robbers.
I got two dead bodies already.

You think I don't know that?

Krista Collins
called me for help,

and it turns out
that I know the guy who k*lled
her.

That's on me.

f*ck it, the whole thing is on
me, but it's mine, all right?

It's all I got.

Please.

They give you a piece in case
you got to sh**t a whale or
something?

Yeah, let's go.

Hey, listen up.

You have to deal with your own
agency if something goes bad in
there.

You understand? We're State
Police. We're not responsible
for you.

Okay, yeah, yeah.
I don't give a sh*t about that.
Let's go.

You guys ready?

Yeah.

Hey, Javier!

Good to see you again, man.

Brought your friends.

Get that warrant yet?

Probable cause, m*therf*cker.
Get in there!

- Hey, hey, hey. Let me see your
hands. - Get the f*ck back.

Let me see your
f*cking hands, man.

Osito? Osito?

f*ck. Where the f*ck is he?

No Osito here.

Where the f*ck is Junior?

- Come on.
- What?

What you mean "what?" Let's go.

Where we going?

We got to drop a
thing off for a guy.

When'd you get so mouthy?

Spot's right through here,
just two more minutes.

- Dude.
- What?

- Can you walk any f*cking
faster? - Yeah, yeah.

- Kizz, chill.
- Me f*cking chill?

I'm not the f*cking junkie who's
f*cked up every f*cking job he's
ever been given.

I said, shut the f*ck up.

f*ck this. Soft P
-Town m*therf*cker.

- f*ck it. f*ck it.
- Jesus.

- What the f*ck, man?
- We're not dealing with faggots
anymore!

Jesus, man, Osito.
What's going on, man?

You talk to the cops yet?

What? No.

No, f*ck that. You
f*cking kidding me?

Nobody asked me sh*t, and if
they did, I'd slap 'em with my
nut sack,

'cause I'm a f*cking soldier.

You know that, right?

Dude, don't do...
Osito, you ain't got to do
this...

- Shut the f*ck up, p*ssy!
- Okay! All right!

Okay.

You know what?
Your body's never gonna pop.

Now count to three.

- Come on.
- Count to three.

No. No, man, please.

Come on, dude. You f*cking...

I said, f*cking count to three!

Fine! I'll f*cking do it!

- One...
- I got a daughter, man.

Two...

f*ck!

f*ck!

Told you to give me
a reason, m*therf*cker.

- Get up.
- No, no. No, man.

Man, get the f*ck up!

I got an a* and two shovels
in the back of the car.

All right? We got to
do this right away.

Head and hands, all
right? Bury the rest.

Go.

Run!

Hey, Wayne.

I need a favor.

f*ck it. That's good enough.

You know what we got
to do now, right?

- Yeah.

- f*ck it, give me a toot, man.

Take one for yourself.

Here, give me that.

You good?

Yeah.

Really, bro?

Yeah.

All right.

Stick that sh*t in the backpack.

Come help me bury his ass.

Bury that bloody hoodie
while you at it, too.

Better throw your phone in, too.

Okay, yeah.

Just so we're clear, if Kizzle
pops, I'm dead, too, same as
your ass.

So, as far as Frankie knows,
you're dead and gone.

Okay, I understand.

Can I ask you a question?

Why'd you do that for me?

Because f*ck Frankie.

I'm the one out here doing it.

And f*ck Kizzle, too,
degenerate m*therf*cker.

Man's got to have a code.

Wayne send you?

Give it to me.

All right, let's go.

- What the f*ck are we doing?
- Taking you back to your
office.

What the f*ck, man?
You're just gonna give up like
that?

What do you mean, "What the
f*ck?" I'm not giving up.

- There's nothing left for you
to do. - That's bullshit.

Look, if you got any other great
ideas of where he might be, I'm
f*cking open.

Huh? Nothing?

f*ck.

Alan, talk to me.

Are you f*cking kidding me?
I'm five minutes away.

I'm gonna meet you there.

- What?
- BOLO just came back.

They found Osito's
car in Bourne.

- We going there now?
- Right f*cking now.

There it is. Let's go.

We should wait for Alan.

Oh, maybe we should
wait for Alan.

Come on, man.
Junior might be in there. Let's
go.

You're f*cking unbelievable,
you know that?

You're like a dog with a bone.

Hi.

Hey, we're looking
for the owner of that 4Runner.

Number five, he just got home.

Oh, yeah?

Why don't you guys
go inside? Okay?

I didn't do nothing.

I'm not saying nothing.

- Are you gonna make me some
food? - Make yourself food.

Hey, hey, hey.

Who else is here? Who
else is f*cking in here?

Upstairs bedroom.

Hands up! State Police!

State Police, put your f*cking
hands up right now!

Get up! Do not
move! Do not move!

Don't you f*cking move, man!

Don't sh**t!

That ticket has you switching
buses in New York.

Cousin gonna pick
you up in Miami.

Never been to Miami.

Miami's the sh*t, man.

They have females,
tropical breezes.

sh*t, n*gg*s be
popping off down there.

Gonna get in all that sh*t.

Yeah, yeah, maybe
I'll get, like,

those grills on my teeth,
cornrows, like that movie.

Man, shut the f*ck up.

But, hey...

...my cousin don't
f*ck with no junkies.

Yeah. I hear you.

Nah. Look at me.

Look at me.

This ends now.

All right? For me, too.

Okay.

Okay. Yeah, I promise.

I mean, I don't know
what happened to me today.

I was...

I was weak.

Won't happen again.

Hey, you gave me
my life today, bro.

I won't let you down.

I'm gonna make something
of myself down there, dude.

All better. I promise.

Yeah.

All right, well...

...here's a little something
to help you out till you get on
your feet.

A few grand till you
get started working.

f*ck.

Messed up with my
girl today, bro.

Yeah? So?

She took your ass back before.
She'll do it again.

sh*t, maybe after a while,
you can send for her.

Hey, but for right now,
you got to stay gone.

Okay. Yeah. What about you?

Long as you stay away,
I'll be all right.

Tell Frankie Kizzle
never showed up.

Probably stuck his d*ck
in the wrong p*ssy,

got sh*t up by some
bitch's boyfriend.

sh*t.

Maybe I might go down
to the DR for a while,

lay low, just in case.

Soldiers, right?

That's right.

Hey, man, it's like you said,
just got to keep pumping, you
know?

One day, you wake up
thinking about breakfast and
sh*t, right?

Yep.

All right, go to Dibby's,
grab an egg and cheese for the
road.

You want something?

Nah.

I'm straight.

Thanks, brother.

Enough dicking around, man.
Tell us where you got the car.

El coche.

You know what? f*ck
this sh*t, man.

You want to see
your kid being born?

Nothing?

Okay. It's your funeral, amigo.

Guess what.

Immigration and
Customs Enforcement.

- Let me talk to Agent Harley.
- What the hell? You're calling
ICE?

That is so f*cked up.

That's great. She's woke.

You cool with the fact
that he's calling ICE right now?

Man, cool or not
cool, it don't matter.

I'm asking what you
think as a person.

I'm not a person. I'm a cop.

Besides, he's bluffing.

No ICE in Cape Cod.

Can I maybe talk to
him for a minute?

Do your thing.

Hi, my name is Jackie.

You from the Dominican?

My mom is from Barahona.

You know it?

I'm from El Manguito.

Near the lake?

- Sí.
- Sí.

Look...

That goofy-ass gringo,
he wants to be a d*ck.

But I'm not gonna let him.

I can help you.
But you gotta help me first.

Your other option
is he calls immigration.

And you go back to the
Dominican Republic real soon.

Are you in charge here?

Ray, am I in charge here?

Yeah, you're the boss.

A friend of a friend told me to meet
a guyand a bring him some stuff.

And he wanted to trade cars.

And his car was better than mine.

And so...

You know.

And what did you bring him?

Money.

And a bus ticket.

A bus ticket?

To where?

Miami.

I know where they are.

We got a bus heading west on I
-95 just past 18.

Request to pull over.

That's a negative.

I want you to stage at the next
stop, and we'll get 'em there.

So what happens when we get him?

You want Junior
to testify against Frankie?

From your lips to God's ears.

Is that safe for him?

He gives me Frankie Cuevas,

I will wrap his ass in Bubble
Wrap and let him sleep on my
f*cking couch.

You always this intense
about everything?

Me? Intense? What about you?

Sherry Henry?

She was my CI.

I promised I'd keep her safe.

Obviously I didn't do that.

There it is.

Sergeant Abruzzo here.
I got eyes on the bus.

f*ck. I don't see him.

All right, guys,
let's take the bus.

Hey, you three troopers,
you're with us.

- Got it.
- All right.

You good?

Let's find your boy.

Junior, you in there?

Who the f*ck is this kid?

f*cking Houdini?

Let's go.