03x02 - The Bells

[bunniefuu]

["The Gunslinger" by Tommy Guerrero plays]

Cleo, do you actually know
where you're going?

We can hole up here.
It ain't the Taj Mahal, but...

- It'll do.
- [JJ sighs]

I get the biggest room.

[guard] Over there!

[guards shouting indistinctly]

Go, go, go, go!

Come! Quick!

[ATV engine revving]

- [Sarah pants]
- All clear!

[whispers] Go!

[all panting]

- You sure this is safe?
- [Cleo] You got a better idea?

We can stay here. It's an old hotel.
Terrance and I squatted here before.

[JJ] Five stars.

[JJ panting]

Watch your step.

- [wood cracks]
- Massive sinkhole.

Oh. Home sweet home.

We gotta get Kiara out, guys.
Does anyone have anything?

Well, we can't storm the fort.
We can't call the cops.

- It's not helping, Pope.
- [Pope] We can't negotiate.

We don't know what they want.

It's got to be
about the cross or the gold.

[Cleo] Mm-mm.

- Guys like Singh, it's always about money.
- [sighs]

What are you thinking?

I don't know. We all just gotta get off
this damn island.

[tense music plays]

- [exhales]
- [Sarah kisses]

[tense music ends]

[birds chirping]

[knocking on window]

[whispers] Hey! Hey.

I need to talk to Mr. Singh.

[knocking continues]

Hey, go get Mr. Singh.

[Rafe] What are you doing?

- Hey, you! I need to talk to Mr. Singh.
- Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

- Hey. What are you doing?
- Like I owe you an explanation.

Think for a second!
Kie, what are you doing?

- Hello?
- Hey! What're you doing?

Don't talk to me!

[Kie sighs]

You're lying about this diary thing.

You know where it is.

No, I don't.

- You don't? Okay.
- [Kie] You wish.

- Okay, listen, I wouldn't tell me either.
- Hey!

But he's never gonna believe
we don't know something, all right?

- Singh k*lled that...
- Hey!

[Kie panting]

Look around, Kie.

I'm the only friend you got.

[tense music plays]

[door unlocks]

[door creaks]

Hey.

I need to talk to Mr. Singh.

I have something to tell him. It's urgent.

[indistinct chatter over radio]

Yes.

[door locks]

sh*t!

[tense music continues]

[truck engine revving]

That's the fourth truck I've seen.

If they're still searching,
it means they haven't found him yet.

[coughs]

I went to my connection
at the police department.

They said if they get to John B first,
they'll turn him over to us.

- Where do you think he might've gone?
- I don't know...

- John, who would he call?
- [Big John] I don't know.

- [Limbrey] You don't know your son?
- I don't know!

We should be out there looking for him!

God!

You always were too emotional, John.

It's one of the reasons
Ward got the best of you.

No attention to detail.

It doesn't do me any good
if you get caught.

[bell tolling]

The game's not over yet.

[suspenseful music plays]

[suspenseful music ends]

[birds chirping]

What is that?

This is a little souvenir
that I plucked from Portis' pocket.

- You have a phone?
- [JJ] I forgot I had it.

- It was in my back pocket. That's my bad.
- [Pope] Oh my God, dude.

Can we go anywhere without you stealing?

- You know the answer.
- [Pope] Let me see it.

Nice work, rude boy.

I steal sh*t. That's my job.

- How'd you get this unlocked?
- [JJ] No passcode. Portis keeps it loose.

- [Cleo] What are you looking for?
- The kidnapper.

Any information
that'll help us negotiate with this guy.

The only problem is I don't see
a Carlos Singh in the contacts.

That's the problem.

- It's just a bunch of nicknames and sh*t.
- [Sarah] Wait.

- Didn't Portis call him something else?
- [JJ] Right.

Yeah, he called Singh something
when we were jumping his ass.

- [splutters] It was like Rockfish or...
- Can't remember.

- [JJ] Oh sh*t! No, no, no.
- Catfish?

[JJ] What was it? Holy crap! Um...

Kingfish.

- That was it. Kingfish.
- Kingfish. That was it.

[Pope] "Kingfish."

There he is, Kingfish.

And we in business.

All right, phase two.

[inhales] Text him, okay?

And say what exactly?

You know, you said it. Negotiate, right?

Pretend to be Portis,
ask him to meet somewhere in private.

That was... that's really important.
Just solo.

Bam! We jump his ass, tie him up,

and then politely request
for Kiara in return for his life.

- That's the plan.
- [Sarah sarcastically] That's gonna work.

- Not a bad idea.
- Not a bad idea? It's terrific!

Okay, I'm gonna say it.
We should think this through.

[JJ] What's rule number one?

Thinking never helps
when you already have the idea.

[Sarah] No, hang on. I agree with Pope.

This could make things ten times worse
for us and Kiara.

How much worse can it actually get?

- I can think of a few ways.
- [John B] Okay, great.

While you're thinking,
why don't you just let it rip?

Thank you.

[phone clicking]

[guard] There.

[inhales, exhales]

I lied.

I know about the diary.

I don't have the original.

But I can get you a copy.

I'm relieved to hear you say that,
you know.

- May I offer you something to eat?
- I'm not hungry.

[Singh] Relax.
Nothing's gonna happen to you now.

You're cooperating,

and I don't want to make
you feel uncomfortable, you know.

I just want to get you what you want,
and then I want to leave.

Look, I know where it is.

But I have to go by myself.

Alone.

[chuckles]

But how would I know that you'd come back?
You know, I need some collateral.

- Rafe's here.
- [Singh scoffs]

- Keep him.
- [Singh] Rafe.

[laughs]

[sighs]

How did someone so young

get into so much trouble?

Look, I know where the diary is,
and if you let me go,

I promise you I can get it to you.

[tense music plays]

You know, I built
this fortune myself, you know,

from nothing.

From absolutely nothing.

Do you know
how that happened, Miss Carrera? Hmm?

I can assure you

it was not by being a fool.

Don't waste my time.

The diary holds the key
to the ultimate conquest,

and that, my young friend, Miss Carrera,

is my destiny.

So you need to tell me where it is,
or I'm gonna...

[phone buzzes]

[inhales, exhales]

- [phone unlocks]
- [inhales]

[laughs]

Amazing.

A text from our friend Jimmy Portis.

From beyond the grave, apparently.

It seems Mr. Portis
has captured your friends.

[Singh chuckles]

Ryan!

[tense music intensifies]

[JJ] Yo, he's texting! He's texting!
What's he saying? What's he saying?

- It's doing the little bubble thing.
- Oh. [splutters]

- "Send me your location. I'll meet you."
- He wants our location?

Yeah, that's exactly what we wanted!
Here, check it. Boom!

- And say what?
- Well...

We can't give Singh our location.
Just give him some random place.

All right. Where do we want
to send him to?

What about the horse tracks?
I saw them yesterday. It's wide open.

- We can do surveillance.
- [JJ] Yeah!

Now we're working.
Now we're jelling! I like it.

And if we have to make a getaway,
we'll hop on some horses.

- g*ns a-blazing!
- No. We're not horse-backing with g*ns.

- Scratch the horses.
- John B, we can really plan this out.

[phone buzzes]

- What are you thinking?
- [JJ] Just got another text.

Maybe sneak from behind
and use JJ as bait.

Just put him in the middle of the field.

Uh, little announcement. "Never mind.
I just tracked your location."

"And I'm sending my men."

"They'll be there
in ten minutes to pick you up."

[suspenseful music plays]

[sighs]

Wait a minute.
Did you turn off your location?

- So...
- You didn't turn the location off?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Turn the location off!

- I have a Samsung!
- I have a Samsung too!

I can help!

[Pope] This right here
is why you need a plan!

Everybody relax for a second!
Let's just think about this!

- [Pope] What are we gonna do?
- It's done, okay?

- Gotta figure something out.
- [Pope] And hope he doesn't k*ll us?

- [Cleo] We're running out of time.
- [Pope] What're we gonna do?

[John B] I don't know. I'm thinking.

Well, y'all, I know
you guys might not wanna hear it.

But we got home-field advantage.
We can turn this around.

We're gonna booby-trap this sh*t.

We're not running from this dude.
This is our best chance to get Kiara back.

It's gonna work.
We got ten minutes. Come on!

[door creaks]

Get the big trucks
and meet me in the back.

- Copy.
- Fenton.

- Get Ms. Carrera.
- Mr. Singh, Mr. Singh, please...

Please don't hurt my friends! Please!

[pants] Please! Please!
Please don't hurt them!

- That depends, Ms. Carrera.
- Mr. Singh!

We'll continue our chat later.
I look forward to it, you know.

[Kie] Please don't hurt them.

[door opens]

Inside!

[panting]

[door locks]

[Kie panting]

What happened?

[birds singing]

[sighs]

You're gonna have to talk
to me at some point. Okay?

Do I have to remind you
of everything you've done?

- [sighs]
- You k*lled Peterkin.

Do you remember that?
And everything you've put Sarah through.

Peterkin, I was protecting my father.
Okay?

I did what I had to, so... don't.

I'm as much a victim as she is.

No? Think about it.

Okay? What did I get
from sh**ting Peterkin, huh?

Nothing. Okay?

I had nothing against her.
I mean, I... I... I liked her.

[splutters] You think I wanted
to make that choice, huh?

What I did was a gift
from me to my father for... for him,

and I got screwed because of it, okay?

So don't get that look
when I say I'm a victim, all right?

I am!

- [birds chirping]
- [bell chimes]

I will admit, though,
what I... what I did to Sarah...

what I tried to do, um...

what I tried to do to Sarah,
I admit that was wrong.

I know that. All right?

So you don't have to remind me.

[Rafe sobs]

[Rafe exhales]

- [slapping]
- Oh God.

She was family.
I should've never touched her, you know?

I should've never touched her,
but, you know, I just lose control

in moments like that,
and I don't know what happened.

I'm trying... I'm trying to get better.

- Yeah.
- [Rafe] Okay?

It doesn't matter.

All I'm saying is just that I'm not
the bad guy you think I am, okay?

But even if I was, even if I was just,
like, bad Rafe Cameron or something...

[sniffles]

...you got no choice.

You may... you may not want to trust me,
okay, but I'm your best bet.

[Rafe sniffles]

Look.

I got a boat
that can get us off island, okay?

But first, we gotta get out of here,
and it is better

if we work together.

[vehicle approaching]

[guards talking indistinctly]

[Rafe] They're leaving?

[inhales] They're going to find John B

and your sister.

[guard] Come on!

[truck engine revving]

Sucks for them.

That's good for us though.

This may be our only sh*t
at getting out of here.

[suspenseful music plays]

- Thank you, Father.
- Thank you very much.

[Limbrey pants]

[pants]

He said you can ring on the hour
for a donation to the collection plate.

- I'll get you back, I swear.
- I only want payment in one way.

You know that.

[suspenseful music intensifies]

[truck engine stops]

- [indistinct chatter over radio]
- They're in there somewhere.

- Find them.
- [guard ] Yes, sir.

You three sweep the bottom.
B-team, middle floors. I'll be at the top.

Oh sh*t!

Go.

Portis!

Are you in here?

[JJ] Yo, I got them up here!
There's two of them!

[guard ] I'm going up. You stay down.

- [pants]
- [guard ] Where you at, mate?

- Portis?
- Yeah, yeah! Take a left at the hallway.

The stairway's right
on your right. [panting]

[panting]

- He's coming. Y'all ready?
- Yeah.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Hey, remember, you hit him in the legs.
I'm gonna go for the g*n.

No, you're too slow.
I go for the g*n. You go for the legs.

No. I'm gonna go for the g*n.

Why do you have to argue everything?

- [guard ] Portis!
- Shh. He's coming.

[JJ] Up here!
One more flight of stairs now!

You're almost there!

- You're coming, right?
- [guard ] Yeah!

Okay!

Portis?

[JJ] Oh yeah! No, I'm still here.
You just gotta come right in here!

All right, Portis.

- [JJ] Come on in!
- I'm coming in!

- Please untie us.
- Help.

All right. Keep your hands still.

- [wood cracks]
- [grunts]

- [grunts]
- Oh sh*t, oh sh*t.

[groans, grunts]

- Hey!
- [g*n fires]

- [guard groans]
- [JJ grunts]

Oh sh*t.

- [Pope grunts]
- [guard groans]

- [Cleo yells]
- [guard ] Stop! Freeze!

- [guard groaning, panting]
- Put it down.

[metal clanks]

[JJ] Okay, I'm coming!

- This time... Oh.
- [guard ] Don't move! Hold it!

Okay. [panting]

[guard ] Don't even think about it.

[both grunt]

[JJ] Hey, now! Hey, now! Easy!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I would take it nice and slow now.

It's time for y'all to freeze.

[guard pants]

Tie them up.

All right, y'all, let me see those mugs.
This is going to your boss. Smile.

For the record, they thought
this plan wasn't going to work.

[guards grunting]

- All right, just send that to your boss.
- [phone chimes]

Time for stage three.

Hostage swap.

We're gonna give your boss
a little ring-a-ling, so hang tight.

[phone line ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone buzzing]

[guards talking indistinctly]

Mr. Portis.

Do you have Ms. Carrera's friends?

[breathes heavily]

J?

Yeah. Yeah, we... we found them.

Listen, my name is John Booker Routledge.

We have your men tied up,

- and they're in for a really...
- [grunts]

...really,

really harsh time

if you don't give us Kiara back right now.

- Like right now. And I mean that.
- [laughs]

- k*ll them.
- [grunts]

What?

[Singh] k*ll them.

Go ahead and k*ll them,
John Booker Routledge.

It doesn't matter to me, you know.

Just know that if you do,

the hotel is surrounded, you know.

All of you inside will die.

- [Sarah] We gotta go.
- [JJ] Yeah.

We gotta go right now!

- [Pogues panting]
- [guards grunting]

[Pope] Go, go!

- Balcony. Uh, balcony. Bad, so bad.
- [JJ] Go, go, go!

- Let's go.
- Got it.

[indistinct chatter over radio]

[JJ] Go back to the main entrance!

- Hold this.
- What are you thinking, Pope?

- Guys.
- [Pope grunts]

- Gotta be a better option, right?
- Uh... that's a drop.

This is like the Hawk's Nest part two.
I'm not doing this.

I think we need to think about this
from a risk-reward perspective.

[JJ] How about you go first
and cushion my fall?

- [Pope] How about no?
- Yeah, whatever. Forget this sh*t!

[Cleo grunts]

Okay.

[John B] No, no, no! Sarah!

[Sarah grunts]

- [JJ] You go first, all right?
- [Pope] What? No. You go.

- [guard ] Clear the next floor!
- [guard ] Go, go! This way!

- [pants] sh*t!
- Okay, just hold on.

- Yeah. Same time.
- Same time.

[both grunt]

[grunting]

[grunting, panting]

- Come on, guys!
- Where's John B?

John B, hurry up, man!

[pants, exhales]

[bell tolling]

[exhales]

[exhales]

[bell tolling]

Bring it on home, John B!

Coming, Dad!

- [Sarah] John B! John B!
- [JJ] Come on, hurry!

[grunts, pants]

[guard ] Hey!

- They're up here!
- [screams]

- [Pope] Whoa!
- [all scream]

[John B grunts, coughs]

[Cleo] You okay, John B? We gotta go!

- John B! Come on!
- [Pope] We gotta go!

Come on, let's go.

- Go, go, go!
- [Sarah] Oh my God.

- Run!
- Okay, go.

- [g*ns f*ring]
- [all grunting]

[grunting]

Come on.

sh*t!

[Pope] Okay.

["Televised Mind" by Fontaines D.C. plays]

[Cleo pants]

- Stop, stop, stop!
- Whoa!

[whispers] One second. Hold on.

- [glass breaks]
- [grunts]

[JJ] Let's go, come on.

[Kie] Just get away from me!

[Rafe] I'm tired of this sh*t.
I'm gonna k*ll you, Kie!

- [Kie screams] Help!
- [glass breaking]

[tense music plays]

[Velcro rips]

Hey, you two!

What'd you do?

[door creaks]

[floor creaking]

What be this?

- [door creaks]
- [guard groans]

[guard grunts, groans]

[guard panting]

- Stay down! Stay down, you understand?
- [moans]

[Rafe] Stay down.

Don't move!

[guard] Huge mistake.

You'll regret this.

Hey, gimme the phone.

[panting] Here, tie him up.

- [groans]
- [Rafe] Don't move.

Okay. Okay, okay.

[grunts]

Don't make a sound, all right?

[grunts]

[Rafe] Good?

[panting, whispering] This way. Come on.

[Rafe panting]

Okay. Hey.

Hey. Hey, Rafe.

Rafe. Rafe, Rafe, Rafe.

- What?
- Hey, hey, let me see the phone.

- Why?
- Just give it to me.

[Rafe] Okay. Give me the g*n. [panting]

You ready? [panting]

[door creaks]

- [indistinct chatter over radio]
- sh*t.

Okay, this way,
this way, this way. [panting]

[Kie panting]

- [Rafe] Come on.
- [camera shutter clicks]

Kie, what are you doing?
Let's go! Come on!

Hold on!

[text message sends]

- Kie, come on!
- [pants]

[door creaks]

[panting]

- [guard talks indistinctly]
- [Kie pants]

[guards talking indistinctly]

[indistinct chatter over radio]

[Rafe] Can you see?

[truck engine revving]

I got an idea. Come on, come on!

- [Kie pants]
- [Rafe] Come on.

[both panting]

[Kie] Come on!

[Rafe] Come on, come on!

[Rafe grunts]

[Kie] They're slowing down.
Come on, come on!

[Rafe] Go, go, go, go, go.

[Kie] Let's go!

[Kie pants, grunts]

No. No, no!

[man grunts]

[man grunts, groans]

Rafe!

[both grunting]

- [Kie grunts]
- [Rafe pants]

[man groans]

- No! Please, don't!
- Don't!

[man screams]

[pants]

[exhales, pants]

[indistinct chatter over radio]

["Psyche" by The Jimmy Castor Bunch plays]

Psst, psst, psst!

[horse neighing]

- [John B] Go, go, go, go, go, go!
- Bloody rasshole!

Hey, boy, come!

That way. That way!

sh*t.

- She know where she's going?
- No clue.

[all panting]

They coming?

[John B] I don't see anything.

So what's the plan now? What's our plan B?

We just kicked the hornet's nest.
We gotta think of something quick.

- JJ, calm down.
- Calm down, Pope?

[horse neighing]

We do something to their guys,
they're gonna do something to Kie.

- That was your idea!
- Yeah, I know that was my idea, okay?

- Shh!
- My bad! That one's on me!

Why did we leave that island?

Ooh, ooh, wait, wait. I got something.
What if I offer myself up as a hostage?

No. Hear me out, hear me out.

What if I got inside the walls,
did the Trojan horse type thing?

- No, no.
- That's how wars are won!

[Pope] That's not how
a Trojan horse even works!

[JJ] Okay. Fine. What do you got?

This is usually
where you got the moves, bro, all right?

Remember Spock?
We could really use him right now.

[bell tolling]

Hey.

What happened back at the hotel?
I thought you got nabbed.

I heard something.

What?

That.

Like that. You hear that, right?

The church bells?

Bells?

My dad used to use them to call me home.

[bell tolling]

[Big John] Bring it on home, John B.

Bring it home.

[panting]

They ran off to the south. We'll get them.

[Singh] You know
how much this means to me, right?

But if you say you'll get them,
then I don't need to worry.

Do I?

No.

[tense music plays]

Let's go!

[truck engine revving]

- [driver] Yes, my friend.
- [brakes hiss]

[tense music builds]

- [guard ] Yeah. All clear.
- [guard ] Let them through!

Watch that. Yeah.

[truck engine revving]

[exhales]

I told you we just had to work together.

[panting]

All right. Listen,
I'm headed out to my boat, okay?

I can give you a ride out,
drop you wherever, somewhere safe.

- One thing though.
- [exhales]

[panting] Look at me.

I know your friends are
on the island and my sister.

I'm not helping them.
All right? I can't trust them, okay?

I'll give you a ride out, not them. Okay?

I just want to get off the island.

[panting] That's smart.

You know,
I never thought of you as a Pogue.

[chuckles]

What did you think of me as?

I mean, I always liked you, Kie.
You're at least half Kook.

[chuckles]

[laughs]

[Limbrey] Anything?

Nothing.

[tense music plays]

Sort of the definition of a Hail Mary,
you know?

You have to believe in miracles, John,

if you want them to happen.

[sighs]

[tense music continues]

[bell tolling]

["Rated X" by Psychic Mirrors plays]

[driver] Yo, move it, man, what?

[horn honking]

[man talking indistinctly]

[driver] Let's go!

Come on. My boat's down here.

Make sure your shoes are off.

[Rafe grunts]

Okay, we should have enough juice
to get us to Saint Lucia, no problem.

[grunts]

Hey, get in the boat. [grunts]

[seagulls squawking]

Kie!

You're not gonna pull anything
if I get in?

No, I'm not gonna pull anything, okay?
I'm trying to do you a solid here.

You really wanna be back there with Singh,
or do you wanna be somewhere safe?

Can you help me with the bowline?

[tense music plays]

Thank you.

All right. [sniffles]

Hey, uh, I... I can't get it.

What?

I need some help!

g*dd*mn, do I have to do everything?

Okay.

Move.

[Rafe grunts]

[grunts]

[both grunt]

- [grunts]
- [gasping]

["Cheated Hearts"
by Yeah Yeah Yeahs plays]

[Rafe] Kie!

Hey!

[boat engine revving]

Kie! Where are you going?

I've gotta help my friends!

- You don't know what you're doing! Hey!
- [pants]

sh*t! I'll find you, Kie! I'll find you!

Kie, you're gonna regret this sh*t.

Kiara!

You're done!

♪ Take these rings
And stow them safe away ♪

♪ I'll wear them on another rainy day ♪

- ["Cheated Hearts" fades]
- [phone buzzes, chimes]

[tense music plays]

Hey, guys.

Wake up. Wake up! Guys!

- I got something!
- [mumbles]

"Meet me at the pin at : . P L."

[horse neighing]

We're supposed to believe that's Kiara?

I don't know. This all could be a trap.
It's exactly how he set us up last time.

He knows we got the phone,
and he knows he can't track it so...

We go out there, and bam, he's got us.

- Sometimes you guys can be so stupid.
- I'm sorry?

You get b*at so bad you flinch
even when someone's trying to help.

P L. It's Kiara, man!

No way she sent that as bait.
They'd have to k*ll her.

We gotta help her. Come on, man.

You're all just sitting there,
just flinching.

Let's go.

[Pope] I don't know, man.
It could still be a trap.

It's the only option we got.

- [Sarah] We gotta check, right?
- Let's go.

[bell tolling]

[suspenseful music plays]

[seagulls squawking]

Get down.

- You got the boats?
- Yeah. You got windows?

- Yeah.
- [Pope] Guys.

Singh's men could be posted up
literally anywhere.

No sh*t.

Guys, is that her?

I don't think so.

Gimme the phone.

I'll take care of this.

That boat, that's the pin.
The white one right there.

[g*n cocks]

- What are you doing?
- There's one way to find out.

- [Sarah] JJ, JJ!
- Dude!

Stay there!

- [John B] JJ!
- [Cleo] Hey!

Better to stay hidden
in case he needs help.

[breathing heavily]

[suspenseful music building]

- [upbeat music plays]
- [panting]

JJ?

[inhales]

JJ.

- J.
- [JJ sighs]

- [JJ chuckles]
- [Kie gasps]

[JJ] I'm so glad you're safe.

[sobbing]

Wow! I didn't think
I'd see you ever again.

Yeah, but I'm here now.
Okay? It's all right. It's all right.

[Cleo laughs]

Guys!

[Cleo and Sarah squeal]

[Sarah laughs]

[Pope] We thought you were dead.

Are you kidding me? Kie...

- Is this you?
- What... what is...

[Kie] You wouldn't believe it
if I told you. Come on.

- Where'd you get this?
- Holy sh*t.

- [Kie] That's right.
- [JJ talking indistinctly]

[bell tolling]

- [music ends]
- [bell continues tolling]

- [Kie] John B, let's go!
- [seagull squawking]

They were just spotted out at the marina.
Told you we'd get them.

Good. Good.

You know, I never doubted you, you know.

["Simé Love" by Dowdelin plays]

[JJ] Yeah, so I have
just a couple of questions.

- Go ahead. [laughs]
- A Lagoon with twin Volvos.

You understand
we can go anywhere with this thing, right?

- I know, kind of a piece of sh*t.
- [JJ] Way to be discreet, by the way.

What did they want anyway?
They didn't hurt you, did they?

No. No, I'm good. It just...

I mean, you're not gonna guess
what Singh wanted from me.

Denmark's Diary.

- Why?
- I don't know.

Said it leads to a treasure
that's a lot bigger than the Merchant.

You're saying there's a bigger treasure?

- Then, sign me up.
- [laughs]

[Cleo] Think quick!

- Trying to clock me with this thing?
- Gotta strengthen your reflexes.

Come on, guys! We gotta go!

Feel like my reflexes are already sharp.

She's right. We gotta hurry.

[bell tolling]

Okay, you definitely heard that, right?

[bell continues tolling]

Yeah, I do now.

That's exactly
what my dad would do to call me home.

Sarah, that... that pattern, those bells.

[bell continues tolling]

The ding, ding, ding, ding.

Sarah, that... that's him calling me home.

I know, it... Yeah.

It... That's...

It's really weird.

But it's not him.

- Okay, how do you know that?
- You know why.

- No, no, no, no. No, no, listen.
- I'm sorry.

Maybe you get beaten enough, you aren't
able to see the miracle in front of you.

I mean, that's exactly
how he used to call me home.

Maybe it is him. Maybe the universe
is trying to give me a gift, and...

- Okay.
- What?

Okay, I get it.

You wanna go to the tower to go look?
Go look.

- Okay?
- You sure?

I'm... I'm serious.

Hurry.

- And take this with you.
- Are you sure?

[chuckles] Yes. Yes.

[chuckles] You don't think I know
what you're like?

You're gonna drive us both insane
if you don't look, so go look.

No, wait.

I love you, Sarah Cameron.

["There's a Place" by Roo Panes plays]

- I'll be back.
- Go.

- Okay.
- Go.

I love you!

I love you.

- [Pope] Hey! John B! What are you doing?
- I'll be right back!

- [Pope] What are... What?
- Be right back!

I love you, Sarah!

♪ For you and I... ♪

What the hell?

♪ Abandon reason ♪

♪ Adopt the rhyme... ♪

[John B] My dad always told me
that clouds have silver linings.

But that actually cuts both ways.

- [truck engine revving]
- [bell tolling]

Sometimes sunshine blinds you.

♪ I flew home ♪

♪ Like a springtide swallow... ♪

[John B] And sometimes
miracles also have miseries.

♪ I left the Cape ♪

♪ Of Good Hope behind... ♪

[Pope] I can't believe he just took off.

♪ So full of paradise ♪

♪ I missed the flight... ♪

[motorcycle engine revving]

Guys, incoming!

♪ Can't get you off my mind... ♪

[Cleo] No, no, no.

That's Singh's men!

- Right here.
- [guard] Come on!

Where's John B?

- He said he'd be back by now.
- Well, he's not! JJ, what are we gonna do?

We gotta make a stand. That's what
we gotta do. That's the only option.

- What?
- Kiara, we're not splitting up again!

Guys, y'all didn't see what I saw!
He k*lled Portis! We can't stay here!

- We're not leaving John B!
- [Pope] No Pogue left behind!

- [Sarah] What are you gonna do?
- [Kie] They're here!

- They're getting closer!
- Damn it!

- We're not splitting up again!
- [Kie] We don't have a choice anymore!

- Go. Shut up! Shut up!
- John B! We need to get John B!

[Kie] We'll find John B later!

["There's a Place" by Roo Panes continues]

[bell tolling]

- [engines revving]
- [guards shouting indistinctly]

- That's it!
- Right there!

- [JJ] We can't just leave him like that!
- JJ, get down!

[screams] No! Down!

[Kie grunts, screams]

[guard] Hold your fire!

[Kie pants]

♪ Another time ♪

- ♪ Could there be a place ♪
- [Kie pants]

♪ For you and I? ♪

- [JJ grunts]
- ♪ But what can we do? ♪

♪ Where can we go from here... ♪

sh*t.

sh*t!

♪ Always so near... ♪

I'm sorry, John B.

♪ Who cast the spell ♪

♪ Of our fair weather hell ♪

- [bell tolling]
- ♪ The sweet hellos ♪

♪ The fair farewells ♪

[bell continues tolling]

♪ There could be a place ♪

Please let it be him.

- [bell tolling]
- [John B panting]

[somber instrumental music plays]

[somber instrumental music ends]