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Leroy!

What's with the black, man?

Some kind of angel of

death or something?

Let's do some business.

From the looks of it,

I should be doing business

with you more often.

You got me the bread?

You like lasagna?

Alright, come on out of there.

Get your hands

where I can see 'em!

Put your hands where I can

see them. You're under arrest.

Come on. Slow. Come on out.

Out now!

Get on the ground!

Get on the ground.

You! Out now!

f*ck!

Holy shit! You f*cking

shot the cops, man!

What are you doing?!

You just shot the cops, man!

Shut up. Get the money.

Get the money. Now!

You f*cking shot the cops, man!

f*cking A!

Let's go. Get in the car.

Come here.

Get those two.

Why?

Because I got the g*n.

That's why.

...Where?

... Go.

Uh, what are...

Go'.!

Put it down over there.

Set the other one here.

Alright.

Sit on it.

What the f*ck for, man?

It's called a Mexican

interrogation.

Now sit on it, gringo.

Who knew about the buy?

I don't know, man. I thought

maybe they followed you here.

f*ck!

You know, I love assholes

like you. You know why?

NO. Why?

'Cause you make good targets.

f*ck!

What are you trying to do, man?

Why don't you just k*ll me now?

Sit down!

What are you doing?!

Now, I got two bodies

back at the trailer.

One more ain't gonna

make a difference.

Who knew about the buy?

If I tell you, he's

gonna k*ll me. Alright?

If I tell you,

he's gonna k*ll me.

Look, you gotta...

You gotta promise me you're

gonna get me somewhere safe.

Last chance.

One, two...

Ahh! f*ck This!

f*ck it! It was Carlito!

Carlito, man.

Carlito Kane. f*ck this!

See now, that wasn't

so hard, was it?

I didn't do it.

Where you going?

You're so bad.

Dinner's on me if you beat me.

I can think of better ways

to work up a sweat.

Later. But you gotta

catch me first.

Stop!

Beat you.

Alright. You win.

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

b*llet.

You're up next.

A thousand? You're playing

for the wrong team, Frank.

Take a dive. Make it easier

on yourself, you know?

You're running

six to one anyway.

Good odds.

Are you having a

good time tonight?

Here comes one

of your favorites.

You know him. You love him.

Make some noise for

the people's champ...

...Jake the t*nk!

A real contender.

Make some noise!

Right now, here

comes the challenger.

Now, he looks a little

beat up, but I guarantee

he can still kick

some ass in the cage!

Let's hear it for

Frank "b*llet" Marasco!

I've been waiting a long

time for this, b*llet.

I got a little gift

from San Quentin for you.

Alright guys, I want a fair

and clean fight. Alright?

You know a good dentist, t*nk?

Why?

That's why.

Get up!

Damn it.

Let's go. It's time.

Next time ain't gonna

be no six to one.

Let's not have a next time.

Don't come back.

I'm reporting outside of the

San Quentin State Prision,

where 40 year old Manuel Kane,

best known for being the only

son of suspected cartel leader

Carlito Kane, is being

prepared for execution.

Kane was convicted and sentenced

to death for the m*rder of

three Los Angeles

police officers who participated

in a coordinated raid on

one of the cartel's safe houses.

In a few moments, the state

of California will carry out

Manuel Kane's execution

by lethal injection.

Out of the van!

C'mon.

Get out of the truck.

Hey! Hey! Leave her alone!

Governor Johnson, may I

introduce you to Maria?

Governor, I wanted to thank you

so much for your support.

Could you excuse me one minute?

Hi, Jess. How's it going?

Jess...

Honey...

What happened?

Jess...

...What's this?

... It's Jessie.

I'm going to be quick

because time is running out

for all of us.

Order a 72 hour stay of

execution for Manuel Kane now.

Who are you?

I've got no time for questions.

Order a 72 hour stay now.

I've got to have good reasons

to even stay a man's execution.

Hmm... Really?

Oh, God!

Is that

enough of a reason?

Do you think I'm joking?

Is that serious enough for you?

Do it now or your

daughter is next.

Craig, do what he says.

Do what he says.

The State of California

hereby sentences Manuel Kane

to death by lethal injection.

Any last words?

I'll see you in hell.

Leroy!

What the hell?

How'd you like our performance?

I thought it was

pretty good, huh.

It was good.

Hey, don't feel bad.

You just got punked.

Which I think is a little

more pleasant than

what they're going

to do to you in prison.

Yeah, alright. Get your

Oscar speeches ready, boys.

Man, this shit is

freakin' illegal, man.

I want my lawyer now.

Look. I want details, Leroy.

Well, then

you must be crazy.

He'll k*ll me, you know.

You're out of your mind, man.

Kane will k*ll me.

Don't you guys know already?

Don't nobody mess with the Kane.

I want my lawyer.

Hey, your lawyer

has been notified.

Now let me tell you something,

okay. And you listen.

And you listen real good,

you worthless piece of shit.

You've got two alternatives.

Number one. You give us Kane.

And we put him

away for a long time.

Number two.

You don't give us Kane.

And we put the word

out you snitched.

Ah!

N~

Ah!

Yeah. We put the word

out you snitched.

Gave us his whole pipeline.

And uh...

I'll give you... maybe...

...a week?

Yeah, maybe.

A week? A week?

A week, best, before he

finds you and kills you.

So your best bet...

option number one.

Man, you're bluffing, man.

People saw me come in here.

People know I'm here.

Yeah, you're right.

You're bluffing!

You're right. Only one

way to find out.

We're gonna go get coffee.

You do what you got to do.

Okay, okay, okay, okay-

I didn't mean that.

I didn't mean that.

I-I changed my mind.

I'll give you what you need.

My charge can get reduced,

right, if I do this?

You guys are gonna work

with me. That's what they say.

You're gonna work with me.

You start writing.

We'll see what we can do.

Yes, sir.

Lukas Kruger.

Kane's right-hand man.

Is he talking?

Eh... More like whining.

But he signed it.

How'd you get him to sign this?

You don't want to

know that, Captain.

You're right.

I don't want to know.

But Leroy said that uh...

Kane has something big

going down in the A.M.

So it looks like we'll

be doing an all-nighter.

Works out of a

art studio downtown.

Kruger. I want the

gorilla, not the monkey.

One animal at a time, Captain.

Man, you really had Leroy

snitchin' like a little bitch.

All day, brother.

Detective, I want to see

what my client just signed.

Wait a minute.

What'd you just say?

I said I want to see what

my client just signed.

Wow. Leroy must be doing

pretty well for himself.

Pricey lawyer like you...

Don't f*ck with me, Marasco.

You had no business having

him sign an affidavit

without me there.

He signed it on his own.

Look, the affidavit is on file

at the clerk's office.

You want a copy, I'm sure

they'll give it to you.

But as for me...

I'm running late, sweetheart.

Merde!

Special Agent Daehn.

So what can we do for you,

Special Agent Daehn?

I'm here to talk about

the ongoing investigation

of the Kane cartel.

What, the feds need our help?

Usually us local cops

are in the way.

Well, actually the Attorney

General wants to investigate

new evidence that might lead

to Manuel Kane's innocence.

You took him down, detective.

Do you have any idea what

this evidence could be?

Sure...

Non-existent.

I caught Kane red-handed.

He's guilty as hell.

And the men he k*lled...

were good cops and friends.

Okay, well, this could just be a

last-ditch legal effort, but...

...we'd still like to review any

files you may have on Kane.

All my files on Kane...

they're all up here. Heh.

And no psych in his right mind

would go in there unarmed.

Okay, well um...

Would you mind if I shadowed

him on the investigation?

I hear you have quite

the reputation, detective.

Look, shadow me all you want.

But when I turn a corner,

my shadow disappears.

And I ain't no

f*ckin' babysitter.

So, we're on then at twelve.

Stay in your own lane, Agent.

Special Agent.

Is he always this grumpy?

Grumpy? He was

actually in a good mood.

Great.

Well, thank you.

I'd like to speak to

this man privately, please.

You listen to me clearly.

You can tell your father

that if anything

happens to my daughter,

I will personally

escort you both to hell.

I will track you down using

my last penny to the last day.

Like the dogs that you are.

And I don't care if

they have to execute me.

I've accepted my fate.

Have you, Governor?

My daughter... is my

whole world to me.

It's a dangerous man,

whose very meaning for

existence is threatened.

Remember that.

Yes, Governor.

And you remember...

My father and I...

We're the only bloodline

left in this shit world.

You do your part;

we all get what we want.

Comprende?

Yes.

Good.

Soon you'll get the information

you need to release me.

Guards! Get me out of here.

Great art claims

to understand death.

But, y'know...

It's not until you've looked

down the barrel of a g*n...

...that you truly understand

the meaning of death.

This country was founded

by thieves and murderers,

religious fanatics...

social misfits.

But you know what those misfits

did, the first chance they got?

They dumped their Bible

and picked up a g*n.

This country is built

on the barrel of a g*n,

not a f*cking constitution.

There shouldn't be stars on

the flag, there should be g*ns.

We are the poor with g*ns.

And you stand in our way

and we will f*ck you up!

And when you steal from that,

you're not just f*cking with me,

you're f*cking with

the American dream.

Where is my f*cking money?

Death before dishonor.

Now was that bravery...

...or just simply

freakin' stupidity?

As the man said,

where's the money?

Get him on his feet.

Now you crawl back to Finn

and you tell him

he has one week.

We've got cops.

Scheisse. All this freakin'

drama for nothing.

Tarvis, the door!

Too late, obviously.

Yeah.

Drop your weapons!

Lock down the back!

Lock down the back!

Go ahead.

I'll take care of them.

I'll take the back.

Die, you fucker!

Die, fucker!

Drop your w*apon!

Oh, really, you little c**t?

Drop your w*apon right now!

Put your w*apon down now!

Right now!

Put your hands

on top of your head.

Hands on your head!

Don't f*cking move!

Yeah, yeah. f*ck.

Don't...

Goodbye,

adieu, auf wiedersehen.

f*ck!

Should've shot him.

I didn't ask to get

bailed out, alright.

I was doing alright

by myself, okay.

Where's the cop?

Shouldn't have gone

against my counsel, Leroy.

I-I didn't go

against your counsel.

I had to call in a favor

from our new friend,

the governor...

...to get your

agreement revoked.

The governor?

Mm-Hmm.

Now what?

Get in, shitcake.

A-After you.

Merci.

Press lobby.

You shoud've kept

your mouth shut.

Welcome, ratte.

Come, come, come.

Alright, take it easy.

I should be getting home.

I had no choice, Mr. Kane.

I swear to God!

This f*cking cop,

he tricked me, alright.

He was gonna k*ll me, Mr. Kane.

Please listen to me.

Lie down.

Please.

Lie down.

What for?

Just lie down.

'An.

...am gonna need you to

lie very, very, very still.

Open your mouth.

Good.

Aw. You're moving, Leroy.

C'mon, hold still.

And did I tell you

to hold still, Leroy?

I heard you but

it-it dropped out.

I did. I told you to

hold still and you didn't.

You ruined my shot, Leroy.

You son of a bitch!

I told you...

...to hold still!

f*ck.

Welcome everyone to

Narcotics Anonymous.

This is a fellowship for us

to help encourage and share

our recovery experience

while supporting one another

and carrying our

message to others.

Let's start with

the Serenity Prayer.

God, grant us the serenity

to accept the things

we cannot change.

Sorry I'm late.

I don't want to hear it.

I asked you for one thing.

I thought you'd care

enough to put work aside.

I know it's important.

I'm really sorry.

We have a

very special birthday tonight

and it's for

someone that we've...

we've watched walk through

the steps this year.

And uh... is a shining example

of how to stay sober

one day at a time.

And that one year chip is

for Vanessa, for her birthday.

And it's going to be

given to her by Frank.

Come on up.

Um... Hi, my name is Vanessa.

I'm an addict.

Hi, Vanessa.

Uh, I don't have

much to say but um...

I really thankful for my

sobriety and... Keep coming back.

It works.

My name is Frank

and I'm an addict.

Hey, Frank.

And... tonight my daughter

is taking the one-year chip.

And I'm really sorry I had to

put her through all the stuff

I put her through.

But I thank my

higher power that

I was here when she

was ready to get clean.

And remember, work the steps,

because the elevator is broken.

So now are we good?

We' re okay.

"Good" might be pushing it.

Hey, look. You're gonna

learn in the meetings

that just because somebody

gets sober and clean,

it doesn't mean

they're not assholes.

Well...

I'm a perfect example of that.

Yeah, well, you

are an assh*le, but

you're the only

parent I got, so...

And I'm the only

grandparent that Mario's got.

Here, now this is for you.

No, no. Stop it, it's too much.

Don't be silly. Besides, what am

I gonna do, have lap dances?

Don't be silly. I love you.

Thank you.

This is gonna help a lot.

Now me and Mario are

still on for tomorrow?

Yes. Remember, noon.

Not 2:30. Not 1:39. Noon.

Noon.

Thank you.

Come in.

Hey, hey-

Hey, Dad.

Hi, baby.

Grampa!

What's up, buddy?

Here. For you.

Hi. Hey.

Whoa! A Wikipad.

This so cool!

Wow. Can I see it?

This is really nice... No.

Dad, these gifts.

They have to stop, please.

This is the newest...

The biggest thing

there is right now.

We got a date

with the park, buddy.

Let's go.

Can I bring it?

No, you'll get it

all full of sand.

Thank you.

...Bye.

... Bye, Mom.

Unbelievable...

I told those boys

you're a policeman,

but they didn't believe me.

Come I show them your badge?

Sure, but don't lose it,

because my boss will fire me.

Yes!

My god! I think that

woman is being att*cked.

...f*ck away from me!

Get off of me.

f*ck you! Get off of me! f*ck...

Help! Help! Help me!

Help!

Shut up!

Help!

Hold it! Hey!

Hey.

What...

Relax, relax.

Stay right there!

Just listen. Hey!

What the f*ck

are you guys doing?

We ain't doing shit, man!

That's our homegirl.

We're just playing around, dog.

Alright? Calm down, homeboy.

Yeah, playing

around you gonna get

your head blown off.

Get the f*ck outta here!

Alright, alright. Whoa.

Relax, dog. Shit...

C'mon guys!

Mario!

The little boy in the blue and

gray shirt, have you seen him?

No...

Mario!

Mario!

Mario!

Mario!

Yeah.

If you wish to

see your grandson alive,

meet me at the Third Street

bridge tonight. 9 PM.

No cops, just you.

You understand?

Look, whoever you are.

If you hurt that kid,

I will hunt you down

and I will k*ll you

in the worst way.

Heh, heh. Yeah. You remember.

Third Street bridge. 9 PM.

He was kidnapped.

I was distracted for a minute

and somebody took him.

One day. One lousy day

and this is what happens?

Explain, explain!

Please, please tell me how

you just leave my child.

Wh-What... How... What do you

mean bad guys took him?

What does that...

What does that f*ckin' mean?

No, no.

These people, they're

bad people. They'll...

Hello, 911?

Don't you understand?

We can't. We have

to do what they say.

Now I will get him back.

I will get him back.

f*ck.

Thank you.

And thank you, Mr. Yung.

We'll see you next Thursday.

Let's get this...

Okay...

Excuse me... please.

I heard about your little visit

to San Quentin this morning.

Was that part of

the instructions? No.

There are things a father

can imagine happening

to his daughter that

are worse than death.

And whatever the worst

you can imagine,

I make it happen everyday.

One more mistake...

and the worst happens.

God! How could I be so stupid?

Why do you think

they're doing this?

It's probably because I'm

the governor's daughter.

Really?

Your dad is the governor?

M)' grampa is a cop.

Here you go. Dinner's ready.

ErlJ'Y'

Get in.

You.

You expecting someone else?

Where's my grandson?

Safe... for now.

But if my son is ex*cuted,

your baby boy is gonna join him.

Three years ago, your testimony

put my son in prison.

Your new testimony is

gonna get him released.

What's this?

A legal document.

Where you officially recant your

testimony against Manuel Kane.

Your son m*rder*d three cops.

It's gonna be tough

covering that up.

Hmm... Look closer.

You want me

to say I k*lled 'em?

You were taking money

from Manuel Kane...

...to turn a blind eye from

some of his business affairs.

When the investigating

officers found out about it

you k*lled them and

blamed it on him.

A very selfish thing to do.

No one is gonna believe it.

Well for your grandson's sake,

you better hope they do.

And when that gets to the

governor and he pardons my son,

we'll turn Mario

over to his mother.

How do I know

you'll release him?

Trust me.

And thank you, Detective.

Oh. Oh, yes.

Um... There is one more thing.

This is awkward.

We should've told

Detective about this first.

We're going to need you

to sign this as well.

Kruger, here, will help

you with the execution.

"I have made a

terrible mistake. "

What the hell is this?

"I can no longer

live with my guilt. "

This is a su1c1de

note! f*ck you!

Marasco, I think you're

the one who's f*cked.

You have a chance to offer up

your wretched existence

as a sacrifice

for your grandson.

You die. He lives.

That simple.

Gimmie the pen.

What's that they

say about revenge?

It's best served cold...

...like your soon-to-be corpse.

No, I was thinking

about that other one.

How's it go?

An eye for an eye.

You stop it!

You stop it! You turn around!

You go back and get him!

So, you wanna play chicken?

Get out of the car!

Get out of the car!

Show me your hands!

Hey, man. f*ck! I've got

to go to the hospital, man.

Yeah, I'm hurt, man.

I'm hurt, okay?

Don't sh**t. Don't sh**t.

Show me your hands!

F-f*ck you, f*cking assh*le!

I'll k*ll you, assh*le!

f*ck you.

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck!

f*ck!

Let's get out of here.

Hey, long time no see.

Yeah. Hey. Can I

just get my regular?

Just the regular.

Yeah. What you doin' tonight?

Thanks.

Wanna come play with us?

...No, I'm good.

... C'mon!

No, I'm good.

Whatever...

Vanessa, pick up.

Vanessa, I need to talk

to you. It's important.

Call me back.

Vanessa!

Vanessa! Oh, shit!

911, I need a R.A. unit.

Yeah, drug overdose.

Yeah. At 2105 Walton Place.

Come on.

Come on, baby.

Yes. Connect me to

the Attorney General.

I know what time is

g*dd*mn it. Just do it.

Let's hurry up. Hurry up.

She's fading on us.

Hurry up, hurry up.

We're losing her.

You need to see this.

It's from the

State Attorney General's office.

This can't be true.

It's a crock of shit.

Ladies and gentlemen,

we just received a direct

order from the governor

to apprehend Detective

Frank Marasco.

What? What the hell for?

There's evidence to indicate

that he was involved

in the m*rder of

three police officers.

Excuse me, Captain.

All due respect, but that's...

I mean that's bullshit.

There isn't a cop

in this precinct

that wouldn't put their

life in Frank's hands.

And you know it.

Yeah, that's right.

I understand that

this is difficult

for all of us to believe.

But we've got orders

from on high.

So bring Frank in and

let him clear his name.

Go get him. That's an order.

Baby, I'm so sorry.

Querida, if you can hear me...

Mario's alive. I'm gonna make

sure he stays that way.

How'd you know I was here?

I'm good at my job.

The governor

ordered your arrest.

You know that's bullshit.

If you have any explaining,

you can do it at the station.

Don't use white lies on me.

Raise your hands, Detective.

What're you gonna do, sh**t me?

Don't move. Let's go to the station.

You're gonna have

to ask yourself...

Do I trust him?

Sometimes...

it's not by the book.

It's not in your head,

it's in your gut.

Feel it.

Let's just go back

to the station.

Detective!

This isn't the wild west.

Let me help you.

You can't.

Stay out of my way.

b*llet, come on.

Shit.

Alright. Sorry, mister.

Sorry, sorry. Don't...

I know cops go bad

sometimes, but...

...it's bullshit.

Frank's no cop k*ller.

Yeah, there's no way.

And what the hell do

they even have on him?

Good day, Detective.

Have a seat.

You made my friend,

Kruger, very unhappy.

I didn't sign this last night,

and I'm not signing it now.

So if you came for a k*lling,

let's get to it.

Heh. We will.

I promised

Kruger here the honors.

It's the life you can save

that'll give you the

impetus to sign.

Hey, hey, there's movement.

You think he slipped in

without us seeing?

One-teen-ninety to

dispatch. Be advised.

Marasco's in his apartment.

We're gonna need backup.

Respond code two.

Tell 'em to come easy.

Let's go.

You know, judging

by your actions last night,

you don't fully appreciate the

danger your grandson is in.

I'm not a nice man, Detective.

You've read my file.

I do horrible things to people.

Men, women, children.

Mario won't be an exception.

Get the kid.

Grampa, help please!

Mario! You be strong.

Go ahead.

Take his fingers off.

One, two...

No! No!

Wait, wait, wait!

Please, please!

Don't let them do this!

Now you listen to me, Detective.

I will take him apart

one piece at a time.

One finger at a time.

You sign it.

Thanks for signing.

Let's just try and see if

we can get him to come out.

We gotta try to

take him in easy.

Okay -

Any last words?

Just two...

"f*ck" and "you"!

Hey Frank.

Estes, Tarvis...

Come on out, man.

We just wanna talk to ya.

Come on out.

We just wanna talk.

Come on out, Frank.

It's Estes, Tarvis...

We just wanna talk.

Hey Frank, it's Tarvis, man.

We know you didn't do anything.

Come out and talk to us.

Whoa, whoa, hey.

What are you doing?

Easy. We told 'em to come easy.

They' re gettin ' away.

Frank, drop your g*n.

Frank, drop your g*n now!

They're gettin' the f*ck away!

Drop your g*n... now!

They' re gettin ' a...

Get him.

Get on the ground!

Get on the ground!

They' re gettin ' away!

Get their uniforms.

Governor Johnson.

Alright,

I've got your confession.

I delivered you

your man to the cops.

Now let my son out.

Listen, the pardon is

still in a process.

It has to go through judicial...

No. Wait, wait, wait, stop.

You don't understand.

I don't want excuses.

You make it happen.

Don't be an assh*le

for God's sake!

I'm just a governor.

I want it done just

as fast as you do.

I want my daughter back.

Then you better use all

the influence you have

on those judges.

Because if my son's not

released by noon tomorrow,

your baby girl is

worse than dead.

No, listen.

I just need some time!

We don't...

g*dd*mn it!

f*ck!

I've got to give

it to him. He's thorough.

Take a look at this.

What is it?

A su1c1de note.

He wanted to k*ll Marasco-

make it look like a su1c1de.

Insurance against

the confession.

Yeah, su1c1de note...

It's gotta be a stitch up.

I didn't even know

Marasco could write.

Let me tell you something.

I know Frank.

He's no cop k*ller.

You almost got it?

Almost there.

Just a little closer.

I'm trying

Princesa Durmiente!

Wake up!

Get the kids in the van.

We need to leave now.

I was awake.

Yeah, sure.

We're gonna take

a little journey.

Ah! Ow!

So how long have they had him?

Too long. 1:45 yesterday.

I'm sorry, Frank.

I should've known.

We all should've.

Well... sh**t. That ain't

gonna get my grandson back.

We gotta do something.

Yeah.

Looks like the

governor is coming up

with the attorney general.

Kane is getting desperate.

He means what he

says, Mr. Governor.

I fear that if Manuel

Kane is ex*cuted,

the same will happen

to your daughter.

I'm betting Mario will be next.

Now, I've gotten

several of these in the last few days.

It doesn't excuse my actions.

Or lack of action.

I take full responsibilty for

the death of four good cops.

And detective...

I believe you have the right...

He's gonna k*ll her.

You know that, don't you?

I can't let that happen.

We have to do the right thing.

Well, you send in a posse,

you might as well put a g*n

to both them kids' heads.

I know... So what do we do?

We don't do anything.

And what I'm gonna do...

you don't want to know.

I won't be needing

that, Captain.

Okay, pretty naked lady.

Where's Kane?

Get the f*ck out of here

or I will have your badge.

You know, when people

wake up in the morning,

they see the sunshine.

I wake up, I see the

shit in the streets.

And I gotta clean it up

'cause it's my job.

And I like my job.

Now you're a beautiful

woman, Brook.

But to me you're

a piece of shit...

...that I gotta clean up.

Now, where's Kane?

I don't know.

Okay!

Where's Kane?

I really don't know, I swear.

Look, we can bob

for apples all night.

But I know you're lying.

Where's Kane?

Where's Kane?

Okay, okay. Okay...

I guess... The safe house

in the desert. Four Aces.

Thank you for your

cooperation, counselor.

g*dd*mn this shit!

We're in America.

Speak Mexican, bitch.

Speedy, it's b*llet.

Yeah, holmes.

I'll be there in twenty.

I need some presents.

b*llet.

What's up, holmes?

I've got something for you.

Yeah.

I got you, holmes. C'mon.

Bye, ladies.

Bye, Speed)'-

Look here.

If you need me and the

fellas, we got you, homie.

Thank you, brother,

but it's a one-man job.

Thanks.

Help yourself, brother.

Frank, you can't do this alone.

Kane is a very desperate man.

Call me.

Shit.

Ah, damn it.

Her father's a powerful man.

Let's just see how

far his love extends.

Boss...

You ought to get some sleep.

Madison isn't answering.

I think we should

change locations.

She knows where we are.

You get the two kids ready.

And then we load up everything.

We could just leave them here.

g*dd*mn it! I said

get the kids ready.

We're on our way to Mexico.

Ow, ow!

You're hurting. Ow!

Hey!

What's that?

Pop the trunk.

What the f*ck?

What's he doing here?

Get outta there!

Hey boss! We got problems.

No, you got problems.

Look at that.

Shit, it's b*llet.

That a question

or a statement?

Take that as a request.

Alright,

next card coming. Let's go.

Hey, what the f*ck's up

with them eggs, huh?

f*ck, man! Went to the damn

grocery store or what!

f*ck.

Man, you guys can't do

anything for yourselves.

I'm out.

That's it? Heh.

Alright, next card coming, man.

Yo, what's up with

them eggs, huh?!

Do this, do that.

Where the f*ck are the eggs?

Sonny!

Hey Sonny, where's the food?

Sonny!

Sonny!

Sonny, you okay?

Jesus Christ.

What the f*ck are we paying

these stupid assholes for?

Hey, let's go.

You guys betting again, or what?

Who's riding?

Let's go.

Next card.

I wouldn't do

that if I were you.

It's all good, homie.

I was just doing my

job, man. You feel me?

I'm just doing mine.

Oh yeah?

What you here for, huh?

How much did he pay you

to kidnap my grandson?

That's what this is

about, or what, huh?

I tell you what, man.

First of all, you've

gotta relax, homeboy.

Let me tell you something, man.

We could help you out, but uh...

What's it worth to you?

Four b*ll*ts.

Is that right?

One, two, three, four.

You!

Hey, monkey.

Grampa?

Yeah, yeah. I told

you it'd be all right.

Eye for an eye! Turn around!

Arschloch, arrest me.

You have the right to shut up.

Game over.

Heh, heh.

Not as smart as you thought.

Heh, heh.

Frank, I really like you.

You are so German.

Even when you are outnumbered,

you keep on fighting.

Very impressive...

...old man.

Now say your prayers.

Scheisse...

Scheisse. Scheisse!

You know how we say

that in Mexican?

Bang!

Grampa, help! Grampa!

Let my grandson

go and I won't k*ll you.

Always a funny line, Frank.

It's over. Let him go.

You drop the g*n and

I won't sh**t the kid.

I'm not leaving here

without my grandson.

I'll tell you what...

Let's make it a real

Mexican standoff, huh?

You might've made

one badass Mexican.

Grampa! Grampa!

Monkey, monkey.

Boy, you were so brave.

Come on.

I knew you

would come, Grampa.

See, I told you

he'd come back for us.

Thank you so much, Mr. Marasco.

I'm so glad you guys are okay.

Let's get you two home.

The state of California

hereby sentences Manuel Kane

to death by lethal injection.

Let the execution begin.

Hey, don't go too far!

I-I love you, Dad.

I love you too, baby.

Hey Mom, check this out!

What is it?

I don't know

but it's so cool.

Check this out, Grandpa.
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