Get Out, The (2026)

[bunniefuu]

[grimy electronic music]

[traffic blaring]

[siren wailing in distance]

[grimy electronic music

continues]

[indistinct chatter

in distance]

[woman laughing]

How are you? Are you good?

[patrons chattering]

Dylan. These girls with me.

Have a great night. Enjoy.

How are you?

-[electronic music continues]

-Evening, boss.

-All good?

-Crushing the numbers so far.

The vibe is sky high

and these new girls

are fitting right in.

-Fantastic.

-Living the dream.

-You be good boy tonight.

-Yeah!

-Okay.

-[women whoop and laugh]

-[woman 1] Thanks, Manco!

-[woman 2] Thanks!

-[Manco] You good?

-Yeah, so good. What a vibe!

You have got the place jump.

You're very good.

[voiceover] I am Manco Kapak.

I am from Albania,

but I have been in

United States for a long time.

20 years, more.

I have Green Card,

Medicare, health insurance,

Platinum Plus, no problem.

My job has long hours.

I run a nightclub.

It was a strip club

when I first took over,

but times change

and if you want to be

successful, you change too.

-[door closes]

-[music muffles]

-Hello.

-Hi.

[clapping]

Zen, Sunny, how are you?

-Hey.

-Hello.

How we go? All good?

Table seven's

into us for 16 grand.

We put a hold on the card,

but when we put in

the increase, it got declined.

Get Spence on it.

[Manco] I didn't know I would

end up in working nightclubs.

My life was very different

growing up.

Now I am the man

who provides a place

for people to celebrate,

to forget, to fall in love.

It's a good job,

but long hours, like I say.

Some stress with staff

and stock and money,

but not too much.

I try to sleep and exercise.

I swim.

I get sunshine when I can.

[groans softly]

[unsettling music]

[cell phone chimes]

Huh.

[pills rattling]

[chuckling] Ah...

[exhales]

Ah!

Ooh...

[groans softly]

[exhales]

[rattling]

Okay, baby.

[both moaning and panting]

[groans]

Oh, baby!

-[wincing]

-[exclaims]

-[thud!]

-[Manco grunts]

[Sunny] You okay?

-[Manco whimpering]

-[Sunny] Baby?

[monitors beeping]

So what else do I need to say

to you so you let me go home?

You have suffered

a cardiac incident,

which could be a precursor

to something far more serious.

I mean, you can consider

yourself quite lucky.

It says here

that you don't use

drugs or alcohol in excess.

-Is that correct?

-Uh-huh.

-Are you a smoker?

-No. No. [chuckles softly]

I have the Cuban cigars,

but that does not count

as being smoker.

Well... it does, actually.

-It does?

-And, um, how's your diet?

I eat when I'm hungry.

What do you do?

Did you ingest anything

prior to the event?

No. No.

Why... why you ask me this?

Well, because your

blood work shows

elevated levels of sildenafil.

It's more commonly known

as Viagra.

Oh, yeah. I take Viagra.

I took, um...

I took two.

Why would you take two?

Why?

I was tired.

Is there something

you can write for me now,

prescription or something

I can take to make sure

this doesn't happen again?

[sighs]

Um...

yeah.

I can write you

a prescription.

But it's not gonna solve it.

You will end up here again.

So I hope what I'm about

to say resonates.

The way you live your life

is unsustainable.

And if you don't make some

very serious adjustments

to everything, well...

-She said that? You will die?

-[mellow pop song on stereo]

She said to me that I have

too much stress. I don't know.

Maybe it's time

for a vacation.

A little sand, a little sun.

-Maybe we buy a little place.

-Buy?

In Thailand.

Somewhere tourists

don't know about.

This sounds more than

a vacation to me.

Yeah, it does, doesn't it?

You would do this?

You would leave California?

What kind of question's that?

Well, maybe

not too far from now

you will become embarrassed

that you're with an old man.

Well, then I'll...

take a young, exotic lover.

[Sunny chuckles]

Okay.

If I'm going to do this,

if we are going to do this...

I have to make some

very careful steps.

[horn tooting]

Look at this.

Hey, you m*therf*cker!

[honks horn]

She let you in, now you go!

-You go, you f*cking b*tch!

-Shh! Shh!

-What?

-Stop.

-You let her in!

-Oh, God. He didn't...

Sorry!

[upbeat percussive music]

[gasping deeply]

[airplane roaring]

Ooh! Uh...

Good morning, boss.

I spoke to Joe Carver.

Everything's set

for you to meet today.

Good, good, good.

Do we have fruit?

Fruit?

Peaches, pear, pineapple,

guava, mango...

Fruit. We have fruit?

Since you do most

of your meals at the club,

we... we just have breakfast.

Fruit is breakfast.

Eh, don't worry.

I will get something

when I'm out.

I try to stay healthy now,

yeah?

Gzuar.

[exhales, grunts]

So... so this is real?

You're actually

considering selling?

Yeah.

I don't want to make

song for dance of this.

-Yeah.

-Hey?

Carver was surprised I called.

What do you mean, surprised?

He just didn't expect it,

uh, since you

turned him down before.

Before, timing was not good.

Now...

timing is better.

Can I ask why?

Spence.

You have been loyal friend.

Continue to do this

and you will be looked after.

This is my promise to you.

Okay?

Good day.

Good day for haircut. Ha-ha!

[slow intriguing music]

[man] Everyone else

in this city

wants to meet at

the Polo Lounge.

This guy wants to meet

at the statue

of a dead bear at the zoo.

I do not believe he is dead.

Sorry, buddy.

It says right there,

"Rest in power, Marshall."

I think is fairy tale

for the children.

He was very popular.

These bears, they used to

rule California like kings.

Then the Gold Rush

and men come.

And now you have to go

to a zoo to see this king.

How are you, Joe?

How have you been?

f*ck' great, man.

f*ck' great.

72 and sunny all the time.

Beautiful girls everywhere.

Should have come out

here years ago.

You and I,

we are both immigrants.

You from New Jersey,

me from Albania.

Same thing.

Oh, you turn the world

on its side, shake it,

all the loose bits

land in California.

Albania was communism.

For me,

this is land of dreams.

Just clarify something

for me, will you?

You didn't want to sell me

the club and now you do.

What's changed?

Nothing has changed.

Maybe I want to sell,

maybe I don't.

If we're gonna do this,

you gotta stop with

the bullshit, all right?

I need to see real numbers,

no fairy tale.

My friend,

if you meet my price,

I will show you everything.

I'll need to talk

to a few people,

then I'll get back to you

with an offer.

This sounds good to me.

[dance music thumping nearby]

[people chattering, laughing]

[camera clicking]

[camera clicking]

Baby.

Hey.

[Manco] Look at this.

What you think?

We talked about a small place,

getting away from it all,

remember?

I am just looking at options.

Well, I take it

the meeting went well?

I think the meeting went

very well. I am confident.

You look so beautiful tonight.

Thank you.

Oh, she's here.

Okay.

When are you gonna

tell Rodriguez

you can't clean

his money anymore?

I will tell Rodriguez when

I have something to tell.

It is a process, okay?

I just need to sell

the club first, baby.

-[door opens]

-Come in.

Irena!

You have something for me?

Okay.

Thank you. Are you good?

Yeah.

Been out having fun

with your friends,

going to parties, huh?

Are you gonna count that or...

Of course we're going

to count. Of course.

I'm just wondering

because you're

a beautiful young girl.

You should have a boyfriend.

But you have no boyfriend,

but you have a dog.

I like dogs very much.

We don't have dog.

He has name?

-Rupert.

-Rupert?

That's human name.

I think dogs should

have name for dog.

"Chief".

Something like this, you know?

-We're good.

-We're good?

Okay, so... Okay, thank you.

Say hello to

your cousin Miguel.

Rodriguez is not my cousin.

Okay.

[tram whooshing]

Get something to eat,

my friend.

[man] Don't f*ck'

move, okay?

Give me the bag.

Are you sure

you want to do this?

Come on. Do it.

I can hear in your voice

you're not sure

you want to do this.

Do not make me

blow your brains out, man!

[dark menacing music builds]

You can just walk away.

You walk away,

this will be between us.

-Come on. Give it to me!

-No, no, no.

-If I put this down...

-Let go!

...then I will have

to go to my car...

-Give it to me! Come on!

-And you won't... f*ck!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

[menacing music continues]

[panting softly]

[breathing heavily]

Yo, you gotta stop leaving

your g*n in the glovebox, man.

[scoffs] Oh, so like a...

like a...

a sh**t-out is better?

He has a g*n for exactly

this type of situation.

-It's called self-defense.

-Okay. Mm.

-Yeah? You heard of it?

-Okay.

This guy came up behind him

with a weapon.

You pick up that detail?

You need to file

a police report.

Whoa. Police? No, no.

It's a bank.

There's cameras everywhere.

Cops are coming either way.

We don't want them

asking why we didn't call.

Manco, the cartel will check

that account for that deposit.

You don't f*ck with

their cash flow.

They will put you

in a box full of scorpions

in the desert

and you're still breathing...

Please!

Stop talking.

Today I will make the deposit

myself from my own money.

Our friends will never know

it was missing.

Call the police.

-It's a really beautiful home.

-[Sunny] Hmm.

-It is a rental.

-Huh.

Your artwork in there, it must

be pretty expensive, right?

Came with the house.

That must be nice.

So 75,000 in cash, right?

Yes, I told you on the phone.

That is how

the business works, cash.

Can't even imagine.

Okay, any developments,

we'll call you.

If you get any information,

you call us, all right?

That's it.

[mutters] What?

So you got a guy on camera

waving a g*n around

and... that's it?

Yeah, we got a guy on camera

waving a g*n around,

wearing a mask.

So we got nothin'.

Right.

You want

my professional opinion?

Please.

Despite the news, LA is

actually safer than ever.

I mean, random crimes

like these do happen.

But the important thing

is to not let this stop you

from living your life.

Okay?

Thank you, Detective Slosser.

I'll show you out.

Thank you.

Hmph.

[indistinct chatter]

[cell phone vibrating]

[sighs heavily]

[groans]

[mutters] f*ck!

Hey, look, I'm at work.

[Slosser]

I don't f*cking care.

Did everything

go according to plan?

Yes, yes, yes.

Everything is good

on my side of things.

Good.

Bring it to me now.

No, no.

That's not possible, okay?

I have office hours.

I can just call you

when I get...

Shut up. I don't want excuses.

Paradise Cove in an hour.

Okay, okay, fine.

Yes, I will...

[line beeps]

[unsettling atmospheric music]

[scoffs]

[exhales]

[huffs]

[mutters]

[grunts] f*ck.

[chatter continues]

Hey.

Do you like brunch?

What?

I'm thinking

blueberry pancakes,

fresh squeezed orange juice...

What's your name again?

Joe!

Stop looking at me

like that, Joe.

[coughs] Just relax.

All right. Okay.

Just, uh, when we were

making love last night, uh...

I definitely felt

a connection.

-Love?

-Yeah.

I took too much molly and

I f*cked you in my elevator.

And on the floor.

And then we talked about, uh,

hanging out again tonight.

Don't you remember?

I have plans.

All right, okay.

I'll slow down.

I'm just, uh...

I'm just a bit confused

because last night

you wanted to get to know me,

me get to know your friends,

meet your family...

Is that your father

over there?

Okay, you need to go.

-What?

-Yeah.

No, no, we danced together.

You said you never danced

like that before. Come on!

Whatever I said last night,

I'm not looking

for a relationship.

Yeah, I know, but come on.

Get out of my house, dude.

Dude, you're, like, 50.

I'm not 50, all right?

Hey, I'll call you later?

All right.

[door shuts]

[mellow funk music]

[phones ringing]

[muzak playing]

[Jeff] Hey.

[teller 1] Okay,

have a great day.

-Yes, goodbye.

-[woman] Thank you. Bye.

Next!

[teller 2] Next guest, please.

Hello. How may I help you?

Uh, yeah, just, uh...

a deposit.

Do I need to give you

anything else?

$9,999?

Yeah?

That's a pretty

specific number.

[chuckles] I mean, so?

I mean, there's

nothing wrong with that.

Okay. Yeah.

Yeah.

[typing]

[clears throat]

[Carrie sighs]

[machine whirring]

[machine beeps]

Exactly $9,999.

Beautiful.

[exhales slowly]

Is everything... okay?

-[printer whirring]

-Oh! Here it is.

[Carrie clears throat]

[continues writing]

Thank you so much.

Have a lovely day.

Thank you.

[Carrie] Next guest, please.

-Um...

-Next guest, please.

[intriguing atmospheric music]

Hello. How can I help you?

[music fades out]

-This is it?

-Yeah, that's it.

[zipper closing]

Are we done here?

What? It was a good essay.

Do you watch the news?

People go to jail

for college admission fraud.

Look, your son got accepted.

I can't help if

the scholarship didn't work.

They didn't give us a dime

and my son is about to

jump off a f*cking bridge,

thinking he has to go

to community college.

I work at a community college.

[grunts]

Don't f*ck with me.

If you would have

written a better essay

like I paid you to,

we wouldn't be

in this situation.

You understand?

Okay.

Now, am I done now?

No, you're not done

until I say so.

I want you to hit him again.

What?

No, no, no, no.

I can't keep doing this.

You need to do

exactly as I say

and I say that you need

to hit that mark again.

But that's not fair.

There's no such thing as fair.

[clicks tongue]

[pensive music]

[grunts furiously]

-Arggh!

-[thudding]

[exhales heavily]

[soft calming music,

birdsong playing on stereo]

-[Manco] Hello.

-[Joe] Hey, buddy!

Get on the table.

We'll get you a girl.

No, no, no.

I do not want a massage.

Why do we meet here?

[Joe] Well, you wanted

a quick offer.

I had to fit you

into my schedule.

You know how hard it is

to get an appointment here?

This is great, man.

We make a deal, we celebrate,

and afterwards you can get

your as*h*le bleached.

You don't bleach Albanian

as*h*le. I tell you this.

[Joe chuckles]

Do you have offer for me?

Yeah, yeah.

It's on the table there.

That's what I can get you

right now in cash...

unless there's anything else

you can show me.

This is joke?

No.

It's an offer based on

the information I have.

Listen, if there's

something I'm missing,

you just let me know, man.

The offer can change.

If you cannot meet my price,

do not waste my time.

[intriguing atmospheric music]

Hello?

Hello?

[Sunny] He said cash, yeah?

Do you know how far that would

go in a place like Thailand?

It's more than we need.

Baby, you are always

going to need

more than you think, okay?

We need him to pay the value.

That's all.

Just pay the f*cking value!

It's not all about money.

It's about getting out of here

while you're still healthy.

-I will find another buyer.

-That could take months.

You know how to negotiate.

Just get this done.

["The One Who Does It Best"

by Lady Sway plays]

They say pressure

makes diamonds

So I'm shining bright,

turning every shadow...

[horn toots]

Yeah, I'm a force,

you can feel it in the air

Breakin' every ceiling

like it's not even there

I know what I got,

I got

I do what I want,

I want

The number-one spot...

Hey, honey, what you up to?

My cheer comp is on Saturday.

I'm practicing for it.

-Looks fun.

-Want to see me do some flips?

Uh, I can't right now.

Maybe, uh... maybe later.

Where's Mom?

-Mom's inside painting.

-Okay.

Be careful!

[door opens]

[song continues in distance]

-Hey.

-Hey.

-[clicks]

-[chuckles]

How was your day?

Oh, you know me. Keeping

bad guys off the street.

-Mm-hm?

-Mmm.

-Paperwork?

-Yeah, it never ends.

[chuckles]

-[Slosser] Hey.

-Hey.

[woman] Are you hungry?

I'm good.

How's he doing?

-Not great.

-[door closes in distance]

You had him believing

it would all work out.

-You promised him...

-I know. I know.

-[g*nf*re on video game]

-[Slosser] Nick?

[g*nf*re on video game

continues]

Hey.

Hey, come on.

I know you're disappointed,

but you still got into

a great school, okay?

-That counts for something.

-Not if I can't afford to go.

I'm... I'm working on it.

-You said it was a sure thing.

-Well, I thought it was.

Now I'm trying to figure

something else out.

But... but that's how, uh...

...that's how life works

sometimes.

If you want something,

you can't give up

until you make it

happen, right?

You gotta trust me.

I'm working on this.

Okay.

I love you.

[kisses]

["Koi Wa Moyamoya"

by Kinocohotel plays]

Ooh! Thank you.

Wow.

Are you sure

I can't get you anything?

Uh, no. Thank you.

Are you sure?

This place is amazing.

-What do you want?

-Mmm!

Want a bite?

Just... tell me what you want.

You're gonna get caught.

-Excuse me?

-Oh, come on.

Your account

never receives deposits

outside of

your monthly paychecks.

You've never held a balance

over $4,000.

You never deal in cash.

And then you come in

with a bag of bills $1 under

the amount that you think

needs to be reported

to the Federal Government?

[laughs]

Wow.

I mean, a teller

on their first day on the job

would flag that.

Look, I have done my research.

Only deposits made over

$10,000 can be reported.

That's not research.

That's just something

that you saw in a movie.

[sighs and grunts]

Okay, just...

How much do you want?

Hmm?

How much do you want?

-[smacks lips] I want in.

-What?

I... want... in.

[groans]

I've worked at this bank for

six and a half years, waiting.

And then all of a sudden,

you come in

and you're obviously

into something big.

Mm, just...

-It's a sign.

-No, it is not a sign, okay?

It is not a sign.

It's the 50-year storm.

I don't know what that means.

Point Break?

It's the reason that I decided

to work at the bank

in the first place.

-The movie about bank robbers?

-Mm-hmm.

27 banks in three years.

In and out in 90 seconds.

Nobody ever gets shot.

[chuckles]

So you're quoting

Point Break now?

Mm!

Can you imagine just being

part of something so exciting?

I mean, it... it makes me wet

just thinking about it.

Okay, Jesus Christ. Just...

Oh...

So?

What do you say, Johnny Utah?

Hmm?

You ready for a partner?

Oh, my God.

You are so intense.

You know what?

Actually, uh, no.

No, I don't want a partner.

And I think you're missing

the entire point of

that movie, by the way.

Okay. [clears throat]

Then I'll just

flag your deposit

and you can deal

with the Feds.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Please, okay? Listen to me.

This is much more complicated

than you think.

Mm, mm, okay.

I don't think that

it needs to be.

It's a cruel, cruel world

["Cruel Cruel World" by Danny

Farrant & Paul Rawson blares]

Floor crew, we gotta get this

booth back to zero, pronto.

[men speaking Spanish]

Buenas noches, Mankito.

Hey, Miguel! How are you?

So nice to see you, eh?

Where's Irena?

Irena's not coming tonight.

-She's not coming?

-No.

But you have come

with your friends.

Yes.

Fantastic, amazing,

beautiful surprise for me,

you bring your friends.

I will get you the best table.

I will get you some

glasses of tequila

and some girls to talk to.

Just for company, huh?

Just company. Yeah?

You know...

I know everything

that happens in this town.

Of course you do.

That's why you're

number one, Miguel.

Always number one.

The deposits have all

been on time, yeah?

-We're good?

-Yes.

But you've been targeted, hm?

And, obviously, you know,

we can't have that.

Targeted?

No, I do not think this.

This is a... a random

incident of misfortune.

It will not happen again.

You know,

they say LA is, uh...

much safer these days.

-[laughs]

-[Manco] Huh?

And we cannot let

a minor incident like this

stop us from getting on

with our life, huh?

Chuy... LA is safe, huh?

[chuckles]

Ah, Mankito, you know,

I like working with you.

My father liked

working with you as well.

You know, you've always been,

um... very reliable.

And I have enjoyed watching

you grow to become a man.

But, you know,

if people come for you,

next thing you know,

they think they can

come for me.

And that's not good.

So... [clears throat]

...it would be much better

for my world,

my father's world

and especially your world

if we never have this

conversation again.

Comprendes?

-Yes, of course.

-Good. Good.

Don't f*ck it up, amigo.

Okay?

It's nice to see

your club full.

Congratulations.

[patrons chattering,

dance music thumping]

Is everything okay?

No!

Everything is not okay!

Why you let him come in here

and you not tell me this?

What the f*ck

is going on, huh?

The f*ck is this?

This is bullshit.

[sniffles]

[Jeff] I'm gonna need you

to keep your

distance tonight, okay?

No way! I'm your partner.

[scoffs]

Look. Look at this.

Look. This...

this is a real g*n, okay?

And it's dangerous,

so just stay back...

I brought my own.

-Oh, my God.

-Okay.

All right...

LBJ or Carter?

Hmm.

-Hmm?

-[sighs]

I'm Reagan.

That should be obvious.

And you, definitely not Nixon.

I... I cannot overemphasize

how serious this is,

so please just...

I'm going with Carter for you.

Jimmy was a hottie.

Okay.

Little hand says

it's time to rock and roll.

[Jeff] I'm being serious.

Just stay back, okay?

Let me just do all

the talking, all right?

[Carrie] Yeah. Sure.

[indicator ticking]

[unsettling atmospheric music]

[car door opens]

[metal thuds,

bottles clinking]

[Jeff] All right,

put your hands...

-[g*nsh*t]

-[Jeff] What are you doing?!

[Carrie] Hands up,

m*therf*cker!

You run, you die!

-[Jeff] Take it easy!

-[Carrie] Money! Now!

I'm not the kind of man

you rob.

Definitely not twice.

[Carrie] Jesus Christ,

shut the f*ck up.

Are you serious right now?

Do you want to get shot, huh?

[c*ck g*n]

-[Jeff] What are you doing?

-Go, get it. Get the money.

-[Jeff] Right.

-[Carrie] Come on.

-Give me the bag. Come on.

-[Carrie] Take it.

I know it's you.

I know it's you.

-I'm gonna sh**t him.

-Do not sh**t!

-Who do you work for?

-I'm gonna sh**t!

-Do not sh**t him!

-Who do you work for?!

-[g*nsh*t]

-[Manco] f*ck!

-[Carrie] Told you!

-Come on. Let's go!

-[Carrie] Okay.

-[Jeff] Let's go!

-[Carrie whoops and laughs]

-Jesus Christ, come on!

[Jeff] Are you out of

your f*cking mind?!

[Carrie] I'm not. I'm just...

-[Jeff] Jesus Christ!

-f*ck!

-[Carrie] Whoo!

[engine revs]

[tires screeching]

[Carrie whooping]

[Jeff] Oh, God!

[revving]

[Carrie] Whoo! So close.

[whooping and laughing]

[Jeff] Hurry up!

[tires screeching]

[intense music builds]

Oh, sh*t!

-Whoo!

-Come on!

[tires screeching]

-Okay, he's behind.

-Oh, sh*t!

Go! Go, go, go, go, go,

go, go, go, go!

[tires screeching,

engines revving]

Oh, sh*t!

[tires screeching]

-[thud!]

-[Carrie exclaims]

sh*t!

-Oh!

-[truck horn blaring]

[vehicles crashing,

metal crunching]

[Carrie] Whoo!

God, that was close!

[c*ck g*n]

-[g*nshots]

-[Carrie chortling]

[winces]

Whoo! [laughs]

Oh, my God.

That was f*cking amazing!

I mean... we were pouncing

like f*cking predators.

Every second I felt, like,

more and more alive.

Wait, wait. I need to breathe.

I need to breathe.

-It's okay. He's gone.

-Not right now.

-Oh, God.

-It's fine.

Oh, my God. Mm, okay.

All right. Oh, f*ck me.

-Ah... yeah.

-We should get a hotel.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We can just go to my place.

It's across town.

-No, that's too far.

-No, it's fine.

-It's way too far.

-No, it's fine, it's fine.

-It's not fine. It's not fine.

-No, I know.

If you wanna f*ck me, you need

to get a f*cking hotel room!

Yeah. Okay.

[Manco] All these years

in this country,

I've never felt afraid.

I came from nothing

to be like a king.

Suddenly, I feel old.

Like I... like I don't belong.

Oh, baby.

Well, I'm just glad

you're okay.

It was same guy.

Same f*cking guy.

You know?

Twice in one week.

This time, with crazy b*tch

woman who sh**t at me.

-She sh**t at me!

-I know. I know.

I think that you should

try that app

I keep telling you about.

-Meditation?

-Yes.

It's so good. So good for you.

It can bring you balance...

and peace...

and calm.

That's it.

Here. Breathe.

She sh**t at me!

-She f*cking sh**t at me!

-Okay, okay.

-m*therf*cking sh**t at me!

-Okay.

-[Carrie] Whew!

-[Jeff exhales]

Have you always

been an outlaw?

No, I've been a rule-follower

my entire life.

Oh, please.

Rule-followers don't stick up

people at gunpoint.

Yeah.

Can I tell you something

that I'm... not proud of?

You...

[whispers]

...can tell me anything.

Well, that's a little

dramatic, but...

We're Bonnie and Clyde now.

We are dramatic.

Well, you see,

that's the thing. I'm...

I'm not really...

not really Clyde.

I mean,

I'm an adjunct professor.

And on the side, I make money

by writing essays

for students.

Is it a victimless crime?

I think so.

Is it still a crime?

Uh...

Yeah, apparently it is.

Anyways, um...

one of my clients

ended up being a cop.

At the beginning, it was just

a couple of small gigs,

you know?

Personal statements to help

get his kid into college.

Easy. Scholarship

applications, you know?

As an academic, I could

do that stuff in my sleep.

But then...

I mean, like,

literally out of nowhere,

this... this f*cking cop

tells me unless

I rob this guy...

he's gonna lock me up.

I knew it.

You are Johnny Utah.

What? No, that's not what--

Johnny thinks that

he's a cop, right?

But then the second

he gets a taste

of the extreme lifestyle,

he realizes that

this is his true calling.

It's... It's... You're...

Just like you.

I mean,

you're meant to do this.

No, I'm literally

telling you that I'm not.

-I mean, I'm trying to...

-Oh, God!

...open up to you about

what's going on in my life.

Why be a servant to the law

when you can...

be its master instead?

[chuckles softly]

-Yo.

-What up?

Your guy got rolled again.

What guy?

The club guy

the Feds told us to watch.

I let 'em know.

What?

I called 'em.

[wry chuckle]

All they did was tell us

he was a person of interest.

f*ck the Feds. We don't...

we don't owe 'em sh*t.

Look, if this guy's

a big fish...

I want LAPD

to bring him down, all right?

Well, I already

called it in, so...

-Okay.

-Sorry.

Report's on your desk.

[people chattering]

[funky soul music builds]

[line ringing]

[tone beeps]

[on voicemail] Hi. You've

reached Jeff Duncan's cell.

I'm not able to come

to the phone right now.

If you're a student of mine,

please send an email instead

to jeffduncan@LCCC...

[muttering under breath]

[line ringing]

[tone beeps]

Hi, you've reached Jeff--

We can't go on together

With suspicious minds

[women] With

suspicious minds

And we can't build

our dreams

On suspicious minds

Oh, let our love survive

From your eyes...

-[women giggling]

-Hey!

Keep singing. Keep singing.

Don't change the song.

I'm coming back, okay?

This is your idea

of a good place to meet?

This is the perfect

place, man.

Why am I here?

I figured you'd give me

your best Hall & Oates

and I'd tell you

I need more money

if we're gonna make this deal.

How much?

The amount I asked for

in the first place.

And I need it now

if you want this guy to bite.

You're insane.

Hey, El Burro's nieces

are in there.

I just got done scoping out

his daughter, and I'm close.

It's worth it.

-[women continue singing]

-[chuckles]

I'm gonna have to

run it up the flagpole.

I believe in you. Come on.

[funky soul music]

Hey! Come on.

What about the Hall & Oates?

Come on!

"Private Eyes"? "Rich Girl"?

Pick your poison!

[man] f*cking whack job.

Yeah, love you too.

[Joe] Ooh!

Caught in a trap

Uh-huh!

I can't walk out

Because I love you

too much, baby...

-[Joe laughing]

-[woman whoops]

Why can't you see

What you're doing to me

When you don't believe

a word I say?

[song ends]

[Manco] Okay. Meditation.

[grunts and coughs]

[soothing instrumental

music playing]

[woman on app] Imagine

all the negative energy

in your life.

Why?

Why would you do this?

Picture it

there in front of you.

Okay.

-Now...

-[inhaling deeply]

...name the energy.

Name? Name the energy?

Well, f*ck' "Abdul".

Time to let

all the negativity go.

[cell phone chimes]

Feel yourself growing lighter

as your breath--

[music stops]

Ah, m*therf*cker.

Good.

Now we can talk.

[cell phone vibrating]

[groaning]

[unsettling atmospheric music]

[breathes shakily]

No, no...

No.

No!

Oh... Oh, f*ck me.

Oh, my God. f*ck.

Oh! Oh, my God.

Oh...

Oh, oh!

-Good morning!

-Oh, sh*t!

Oh, thank God.

I thought you...

I thought you left.

No, silly. Of course not.

I was just downstairs

at the casino.

Hey, uh, where's all the...

the money?

Well...

life sure has a sick sense

of humor, doesn't it?

I mean, one second I was up

and then I wasn't.

-So...

-Wait.

You're telling me that

you lost all of the money?

Well, I mean,

I bet all of it on red,

but it didn't hit red.

So, ipso facto,

our balance is zero. Yeah.

-Oh, my God!

-Yeah.

But, I mean,

it was a 50/50 chance.

No, it's not a 50/50 chance!

Everybody knows that!

You f*cked me.

[scoffs]

-Oh, my God.

-[Carrie] It's fine.

-f*ck!

-It's okay.

You need to relax. It's fine.

We can just get more.

We are not getting any more.

Okay, I just...

f*ck me. I just need to...

I need to get home.

Okay. I'll just gather

my things and we can--

No, no, no, no, no.

I need to go home. Alone.

Okay?

But we're a team.

No. No, we're not

a team. Okay?

You lost all of the money.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, but do you realize

how crazy this would have been

if I hadn't lost it, though?

I mean, we'd have double.

-Oh...

-[cell phone vibrating]

I'm... I'm such an idiot.

Why would you say that

about yourself?

You are an academic.

[exhales] Please shut up.

[cell phone

continues vibrating]

Are you gonna get that?

It's really annoying.

[cell phone

continues vibrating]

Okay. Oh, my God. Okay.

Thank you. Jesus Christ.

Yeah, hey, uh...

Have you lost

your f*ck' mind,

bringing someone else

into this?

Who is she?

Look, if you'd just give me

a moment to explain--

I want my f*cking money now.

Plus what you skimmed

off the top last time.

Yeah, I... I can't really

do that right now.

Excuse me?

There's just been a, um...

a bit of a...

a bit of a problem, actually.

Yeah, no sh*t. We had a deal.

You've f*cking broken it.

You know, if you could

just give me a few...

Oh, my God. It's just...

Give me a few days

and I can...

I'll figure it out, okay?

You have one day

or you're gonna

be somebody's wife... in jail.

Yeah, yeah. No problem.

Okay. [exhales deeply]

-Hi, Dad.

-Hey, how are ya?

Good. Can we

open presents now?

Yeah, okay.

Let's do this one first, okay?

I'm horny.

Do you wanna f*ck with

the masks on? Hmm?

Oh, my God! A phone?

-[chuckling] Yeah!

-Thank you so much!

Hey, we're gonna have to have

some pretty strict

ground rules

if we want this to be cool

with your mom, okay?

Now I need a cool case for it.

Yeah, sure, sure.

And also can you help me

download Dress to Impress?

I don't know what that is.

What is that?

And I need to join

the Taylor Swift group chat.

All right. You got it.

-[patrons chattering]

-[dance music playing]

[dance music thumping]

[dance music continues

in distance]

Here.

Now, this is

going to be for us,

for the future.

Yes.

Gzuar.

Cheers.

No. No "cheers".

You say "gzuar".

-Gzuar.

-[knocking on door]

Sorry, Manco, this is

unscheduled, but...

Irena.

I was not expecting you

so early.

We need to go.

Rodriguez wants to see you.

Go where?

We just need to go now.

Please.

What's going on?

We really can't

keep him waiting.

I have a few things I need

to do here and then perhaps--

You don't need to do anything

except just come with me.

And bring your keys

'cause you're driving.

My car is at the shop.

I'll take your car. Okay?

Okay. I'll come with you.

No, alone. Needs to be alone.

-Alone?

-[Irena] Yes.

No, no, no. No, no.

It's okay.

[low voice] I have known

these people a long time.

It's going to be fine.

I have my phone.

-You call me, okay?

-[Irena clears throat]

Okay.

We can go.

Spence, if I'm not back

before you close,

you will be driving

Sunny home, yeah?

-Okay?

-Yes.

You've got to stay sober,

you've got to stay sharp.

Keep your f*cking nose clean.

[unsettling atmospheric

music builds]

[camera clicking]

-[phones ringing]

-[people chattering lowly]

[cell phone ringing]

Yeah.

What?

Send me the tracker.

[cell phone chimes]

All right, I'm on it.

We got a problem. I gotta go.

Hey, don't blow this.

We're getting close.

Don't blow this!

If my guy's dead,

it won't even matter.

[engine revving,

tires screeching]

[tires squealing]

[Irena] Take a left up here.

No.

-[Irena] What are you doing?

-[handbrake clicks]

You need to tell me

where you take me.

-We're going to see Rodriguez.

-I know this.

You need to tell me

where you take me

and what's going to happen

when we get there.

So you just do

what you're told?

You don't ask questions?

Basically, yeah.

We are both smart people.

We can work something out.

Just tell me how much

it's going to cost.

Drive the car.

You should be very careful

where you point this.

[c*ck g*n]

I said drive.

Please.

If you sh**t,

all of these people,

they wake up.

Many of them call the police.

And you don't have

a getaway car.

I have this car.

This car,

with my body on the wheel

and my blood

on the windshield.

So now you will be on foot,

still in possession

of a m*rder weapon.

Then I just call an Uber

and get out of here.

[Manco] Yeah. [chuckles]

That driver will absolutely

call the police.

He has a chica in the car

with pieces of brain

stuck in her hair extensions.

And it's not going to matter.

As soon as Rodriguez

knows you've been picked up...

he will have you put to death.

[softly] It's not like

I want to do this.

I know.

[Irena] He wants

to go to his house

to have a real talk,

away from all the noise

and sh*t in the club.

Anything else?

These are not extensions.

Please accept

my humble apologies.

You are a very lucky girl.

[dark music]

Take a left here.

[indicator ticking]

It's the one at the top

of the mountain.

-[Manco] The last house?

-[Irena] Yeah.

That's a big place.

Yeah.

[exhales heavily]

[machine whirring]

Just park in the front here.

[car door opens]

[car door shuts]

[low tense music]

[Irena and man

conversing in Spanish]

Hello. Good to see you again.

You good?

[speaks Spanish]

It's my phone.

Why do you need my phone?

[speaks Spanish]

You give the phone back to me?

Later, hey?

[speaks Spanish]

[Latin dance music playing]

Hello.

[music continues in distance]

Where he is?

He come for a talk, yeah?

-[water splashing]

-[music stops]

[groaning]

[exhales]

[Manco] Hello.

[Rodriguez] Mankito.

Cold immersion therapy.

[chuckles]

8 degrees - 48 for you.

It's really cold.

Hoo!

They say that

the ancient Greeks started it.

And studies show that

it lowers your stress levels

while also raising

your sense of wellbeing.

So I feel f*cking great,

Mankito.

How are you doing?

-Good, good.

-[Rodriguez] Good.

You have a...

very nice house.

And the art,

it must have cost so much.

Yeah, thank you.

I just, uh... I bought it

from some Google guy.

Please, have a seat.

Do you want

to drink something?

No, thank you.

[speaks Spanish]

I'm just trying to be

hospitable, hm?

Mi casa es tu casa.

Siempre, Mankito.

Thank you, Chuy.

You ever listen to, um...

the podcasts?

-Podcasts?

-[Rodriguez] Mmm, mm-hm.

I was listening to one

about tribalism.

If a leader

does not understand

the tribes around him,

then he is just

destined to fail.

Chuy... Chuy made

400 grand last year.

400 grand.

And just the other day,

he kicked a man to death.

Blood everywhere. Teeth stuck

to the bottom of his shoes.

And I asked him for it.

That's why he did it.

Because we share

the same greater vision

and he knows

that I want the best

for him and his life

and all that

because he is in my tribe.

Now, you've been cleaning

money for me for many years

and you've made it look easy.

Is it easy?

No.

No, but, uh...

we have the structure in place

to make it happen, so...

So it sounds to me

that it is easy, right?

And if it's so easy, Manco,

then why do you keep

f*cking it up?

No, no, we discussed this.

This is... accidents.

Accidents? Hmm.

-Accidents. [laughs]

-[unsettling music builds]

More than one, Manco.

Accidents.

[speaks Spanish]

You know, these accidents,

they are jeopardizing

my success in a bigger,

and, particularly, Manco,

in a more precarious tribe.

Jeopardizing?

No. No, look at this place.

Come on.

Look at where you are.

You are successful, Miguel.

A couple of minor incidents

like this

to jeopardize all you have?

That is... That's crazy.

We are not promised tomorrow

in this line of work, Manco,

and you know this.

I will tell you. I...

You should know.

I am think

to sell the club, hmm?

Eh, you know, with the history

between you and your father

and your tribe,

I promise to you, you can

have first right of refusal

and, um, this is my way

of making things

good between us.

[chuckles]

[Rodriguez speaks Spanish]

[Manco] Miguel, you should

just, uh, take it over. Yeah.

[Rodriguez in distance]

You know,

we've had

a long-standing relationship

that has been very profitable.

My father always

spoke fondly of you

and the business that

he helped you build.

It was nice while it lasted,

Mankito. It really was.

But you put

your tribe in danger.

So, therefore, we cannot

do business together again.

No, no, no.

We can work something--

-[Manco grunts and strains]

-[intense music]

[Manco exclaiming]

[intense music swells]

[Manco choking

and spluttering]

[window shattering]

[men calling out in Spanish]

-[g*nsh*t]

-[groans]

-[Rodriguez] Chuy!

-[g*nshots]

[Rodriguez

shouting in Spanish]

f*ck you, Manco!

f*ck you!

You will pay for this,

m*therf*cker!

[shouting in Spanish]

-[g*nsh*t]

-[grunts]

[unsettling music builds]

[breathing heavily]

[g*n c*ck]

[woman] Mankito, you puto!

Bastardo!

[speaks Spanish]

[g*n clicks]

[whimpers]

[c*ck g*n]

[quiet weeping]

[Irena sobbing quietly]

Please don't k*ll me.

Please don't k*ll me.

Does anyone else

know you're here?

-Your parents?

-No.

-Your friends?

-[sobbing]

Can we trust each other?

Yes.

Get up.

Come here.

You know if you say

anything to anybody...

they will come for you.

Take one of his cars.

He's not gonna need them.

Go home to Rupert.

-Go, go. Go.

-Thank you.

[sobbing]

[glass crunches]

[unsettling music builds]

[rock thuds]

[Sunny sighs]

[on voicemail]

Manco Kapak...

[automated voice]

...is not available.

At the tone,

please record your message.

[tone beeps]

Hey.

Um, I'm just...

calling to check in.

When you get this message,

could you just let me know

that you're okay?

I know you're okay.

But if you could just

let me know...

I love you. Bye.

[unsettling music continues]

[Jeff] I don't get it.

This guy's usually

like clockwork.

[Carrie]

Think he's still inside?

-[Jeff] Why wouldn't he be?

-His car's not here.

Okay. [sighs heavily]

All right...

Maybe we just

do this another time.

No, no, no. It has

to happen tonight. Okay?

If I don't get this

done tonight,

Slosser's gonna

put me in jail.

And you know what? If I

go to jail, you go to jail.

I don't know.

I could just say that you

seduced and manipulated me.

Really?

Mm-hm.

[whooshing]

[engine revs, tires squeal]

[engine starts]

If this guy carries that much

cash out of this place

every single night,

can you imagine

how much he's got in there?

Oh!

[laughs]

-[Jeff] Oh, my God.

-Yes!

-I saw that expression.

-Get that--

-I know what you're thinking.

-Just put the g*n away.

Please stop pointing it at me.

Yes! I told you we'd get

more money. [chuckles]

Let's do it.

It's okay.

You can wait outside.

I need to set the alarm.

You know, when I first heard

about selling the club,

Manco didn't even want

to talk about it with me.

Manco would just go, "Yeah.

You'll be taken care of."

And he will.

But he's not here anymore.

I know. I know.

And I'm worried too.

But he's gonna be okay.

He always is.

No. No, no, Sunny.

No, no, no, no...

He's not coming back.

You know what these people

are capable of? Huh?

And they're not gonna

stop with him, no.

Anyone who's involved,

there's a f*cking bad hombre

in a black car with a list

and my f*cking name's on it.

-And this was just supposed--

-Okay, enough!

Spence, you need

to calm down. You're high.

Get out of here. Go home.

You know, I've been loyal

to him for ten f*ck' years.

And just 'cause

you're f*cking him

doesn't mean that you

get to tell me what to do.

How about you

give me that money?

-[wry chuckle]

-Yeah. Yeah.

No. You don't need to do this.

This is... this is not you.

We're gonna take care of you.

You don't have to worry

about that. You're...

You're family to us.

Come on. You...

Let's just...

let's just forget this, okay?

-[tense music escalates]

-Hey, hey, hey!

-No!

-[grunts]

[both grunting]

[Sunny screams]

[grunts]

Get up, get up, get up.

You're okay. You're not hurt.

You're okay.

Get off the floor. Get up!

-Okay? Okay, okay.

-Okay.

You just take a...

Shh, shh, shh.

You're fine.

Okay, just take... Yeah?

-You're fine. You're fine.

-Just calm down.

Just take a f*cking seat.

-I'm on the chair.

-No, no, no, the tape.

Where's the tape?

Here, here, here.

f*cking tape

your f*cking hands up.

-f*cking to the arms...

-Okay!

-...arms of the f*cking chair!

-Okay.

f*ck', come on, come on!

All right, hurry.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Around, around!

-Yeah, move. Faster.

-Okay.

Give it to me. Give it to me.

f*cking give it...

Don't you f*ck'...

Don't f*cking talk to me.

Don't talk to me!

f*ck! God. Look at this!

Oh! Come on, come on.

This is mine, mine.

This is mine. This is mine.

[Jeff] Just keep it cool.

Just keep it cool.

I just gotta

take care of myself.

I just gotta

look after myself,

just gotta look after myself.

[Jeff] Just keep it cool...

[Carrie] Hello, ladies

and gentlemen. Hello. Hi.

We are the ex-Presidents,

and we need just

a few minutes of your time.

[Jeff] What are you doing?

[Carrie]

On the floor, assholes! Now!

-[g*nshots]

-[people gasping, screaming]

Oh, Jesus Christ.

They're f*cking here.

They're f*cking here.

They're f*cking here.

I f*cking told you!

-[spray hissing]

-Oh, what the f*ck is that?

[screaming]

[spluttering] f*ck!

Oh-h*, f*ck!

[Jeff] Right, let's go!

-[coughing]

-[Sunny grunting]

Where's the f*ck' g*n?

[straining]

f*ck, the burn... Oh!

[Carrie] Hands up,

m*therf*ckers!

[g*nshots]

[gasps]

[Jeff] What did you do?

-What did you do?!

-[breathing shakily]

[Jeff] No. Oh... oh, no.

Holy sh*t.

Oh, my God.

Come on!

[g*n thuds]

[Jeff] sh*t! f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

He shot first.

-He shot first.

-[Jeff] f*ck!

He shot first.

It was self-defense.

[Jeff] Okay.

Come on!

Look at me. Look at me!

If we don't get out of here,

it's gonna get

much f*cking worse.

Come on!

Come on! Go!

[tense music builds]

f*ck! Come on!

[Carrie] I didn't...

I didn't mean to.

-I didn't...

-[Jeff] sh*t!

[sirens wailing in distance]

Get in. Get in.

f*ck.

We are so f*cked!

[starts engine]

[tires screeching]

[trash clattering]

[tires squealing]

[tense music continues]

I didn't mean...

I didn't mean to hurt anybody.

I just thought

we could have some fun.

Shh! Stop.

I just need to...

I need to think, okay?

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

It was self-defense.

It was self-defense.

-He would've shot... I mean...

-[Jeff] Just stop talking.

I only shot

because he shot me...

Shh! We are so f*cked.

We are so f*cked!

Oh, my God.

Just put the money away.

f*ck this.

[wind whistling]

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Stop doing that! Stop!

Please stop! Please stop!

-It's blood money.

-[Jeff] Please stop!

-We can't have this.

-[Jeff] Give me the bag!

-No!

-[Jeff] Just stop!

Stop! Stop!

Stop! Just...

God, f*cking stop!

Give me the f*cking money!

What the f*ck is wrong

with you? Stop it!

-[Jeff gasps]

-[Carrie exclaims]

[tires screeching]

[metal crunching]

[heavy thudding]

[crashing]

[money fluttering]

[engine hissing]

[fire whooshing]

[Carrie whimpering]

[grunting]

[panting]

[straining]

God...

Hey, Jeff, come on.

We gotta go.

Wake up.

Jeff, wake up.

Jeff, wake up.

[metal creaking]

Okay, come on. Okay...

[breathing shakily]

[unsettling music builds]

[wincing and groaning]

[gasping]

[winces]

[panting]

[weeping]

-[boom!]

-[Carrie exclaims]

[dogs barking in distance]

[whispers] Vaya con Dios.

[uneasy percussive music]

[gasping]

[moans]

[trashcan rattling]

[ethereal music rises]

[bear bellowing]

[bear grunting]

[music fades]

-[indistinct chatter]

-[camera beeping]

[siren wailing in distance]

You're fine to go.

Do you have anyone

who can pick you up?

[cell phone ringing]

[exhales]

I have to take this.

Are you okay?

I'm home.

[laughs softly]

I'm so happy

to hear your voice.

-Where are you?

-I'm... I'm still at the club.

The club? Why?

Everything okay?

No, not really.

-You have people there?

-Yes.

But you are okay?

I...

Yes.

You can leave?

-Yep.

-Good.

You remember airport

for small plane?

Alpha-Aguadulce Canyon, yeah?

Yeah. You get Spence

to bring you to me there.

-We have to leave.

-Okay.

We go right now.

I see you there.

Okay, I'm coming.

[urgent music]

[clattering]

[cell phone ringing]

-[engine starts in distance]

-Carver.

What are you talking about?

Slow down. Slow down.

[urgent music builds]

[engine droning]

[airplane tires chirping]

[Sunny] Thank you.

Thanks.

[exhales]

[Manco] My baby.

Everything's going to be okay.

-Where's Spence?

-Hey.

He's, uh...

He...

-What?

-He, uh...

Can... can we talk

about this later?

I'll explain everything.

-Where are we going?

-We are going to go north.

-We go to Vancouver.

-Canada?

Well, we don't want

to go to Mexico.

So we will go north,

Vancouver.

We can fly from there

to anywhere in the world.

-Okay.

-Anywhere you want to go.

-Okay.

-Okay? Come on.

[vehicle approaching]

[car engine shuts off]

[car door opens]

We need to talk.

We have a plane to catch.

There was a sh**ting

at your club

and you suddenly

have to leave town?

Timing's a little

convenient, isn't it?

-sh**ting?

-Uh, yeah.

Move. Inside.

Inside.

[foreboding music builds]

[Slosser] What's in the bag?

Things for travel.

Open it.

Open the f*ck' bag.

I knew it. There's always more

with you people, isn't there?

Seems like somebody's

trying to skip town.

We just need

to get on the plane.

Yeah.

-[g*n clicks]

-Not with that.

Put the f*ck' bag

on the ground.

[whispers] Go on.

Put the f*ck' bag

on the ground!

Just take the money

and let us go.

I will take the money,

thank you very much.

But I can't let you go.

I'm sorry.

Turn around. Face the wall.

Come on.

Face the f*cking wall!

FBI! Put the weapon down!

I'm LAPD. These are suspects.

Yeah, I know who the f*ck

you are, Detective Slosser.

Okay, you know me?

Who the f*ck are you?

I've been communicating

with your chief

for the last six months

for assistance

in a multi-state

Federal operation.

When I told your department

to follow Mr Kapak

as a person of interest,

I specified no contact.

Now, if you put

your weapon down,

I need to have a few words

with Mr Kapak.

This is my jurisdiction, okay?

[Joe] This is not the way

someone in your position

should play this.

What the f*ck

is that supposed to mean?

Early this morning,

LAPD picked up a young woman

walking down Laurel Canyon.

He threatened

my boyfriend, who was...

a brilliant educator...

not a criminal.

He said that he would

k*ll our families

if we didn't rob this...

this club guy.

I was robbed by a random girl

and her teacher boyfriend?

Dead teacher boyfriend.

And it wasn't random.

It was under

someone else's orders.

[Carrie]

He was a cop named Slosser.

Detective Slosser.

There's a bunch of texts

and phone calls.

After you were named

as a person of interest,

this guy started watching

your every move,

saw you as an easy target.

Am I missing

anything, Slosser?

Okay.

Okay, all right.

You're not leaving me

much choice here.

[Sunny yelps]

[g*nshots reverberating]

[exclaims]

[airplane engine idling]

[intense music builds]

[airplane engine idling]

[Joe] Just so you know,

there's a dozen federal agents

on their way here.

Looks like you're done, Fed.

[Manco grunts]

[men straining]

[g*nshots]

[both straining and grunting]

[groaning]

-[g*nsh*t]

-[Sunny screams]

[splutters and groans]

[poignant music]

[Sunny whimpers]

It's okay.

Are you okay?

[Manco] I'm okay.

[muffled chatter]

[siren wailing in distance]

What's gonna happen?

I do not know.

Just don't say anything

that you don't need to say.

[Joe] Do you recognize

this man?

No.

Santiago Benedito,

otherwise known as El Burro,

the head of the Tijuana cartel

and Rodriguez's boss.

You know Rodriguez, right?

This is California.

Everybody knows

somebody called Rodriguez.

Relax. We didn't set up the

operation to come after you.

What exactly

do you want from me?

Just your club.

Just the club?

For nothing?

You know, it could be

dangerous for you.

These people, they, uh...

might want revenge.

Revenge for what?

Oh, the Rodriguez guy

you may or may not know?

It wasn't you

who took him out,

so there's nothing

to worry about.

Let's try not to judge

the situation, Mr Kapak.

I've been known to throw

rocks at glass houses

every now and then myself.

What does that mean?

[Manco] It's okay.

Rumor has it there's gonna be

a story in the Times tomorrow

about a disgraced

LAPD detective

who can be placed

at Rodriguez's home

right before

it went up in flames.

It's probably something

to do with how he later

took his own life because

he couldn't handle the guilt.

And you are serious?

As a heart attack.

Now...

this transfers the title

of the club to new ownership.

Someone you can trust to

look after things, of course.

Me.

I'll salvage the relationship

with whoever

replaces Rodriguez

and get back

to business as usual,

and then I will build a case

based on their finances.

You launder money,

you don't pay your taxes...

It's the oldest trick

in the book.

It's how we got Capone.

Or you can stay here

and you can try your luck

with El Burro.

Oh, and the cartel.

[clicks pen]

[gentle Latin guitar music]

[Joe] It's a pleasure

doing business with you.

If I were you,

I wouldn't come back

to LA any time soon.

We can just go?

You can just go.

Wait!

[sighs]

You're gonna need this.

["Hotel California

(Spanish Mix)" by Gipsy Kings]

[song continues]

[song ends]

[upbeat traditional

Latin music]

Have you guys ever seen

the movie Point Break?

Keanu Reeves, Patrick Swayze.

[tearfully] Young Gary Busey

is really good.

It's, like, my favorite movie.

[sobbing]

The remake blows, though.

Don't waste your time.

I know Teresa's in it, but...

she's the only

good part, really.

So do you guys surf?

[upbeat traditional

Latin music continues]

[song ends]

[intriguing rhythmic music]

[music fades out]