Drive Through Fire (2026)

[bunniefuu]

[phone ringing]

What kind of stupid

were you afraid Jason

was gonna do?

I'm at the Omeda.



[pants]

[sighs]

[glovebox door opens]

[pills rattling]

[pill bottle lid shuts]

[glovebox door shuts]

[man grunting]



[pills rattling]

[toilet flushes]

[elevator dings]



Just give me the f*cking purse.

[pills rattle]

You need to slow down.

Bear!

[grunts]

[phone buzzes,

notification dings]

[sighs]

Jesus. f*ck.

[car engine starting

and whirring]





[distant siren wailing]

[indicator ticking]

[knocking]

Jason.

Yeah, I'm-- I'm Jason,

but I'm-- I'm-- I'm looking

for Krystal.

Oh.

Ah.



[handbrake clicks]

[car whirring]



[indicator ticking]





So is this the, uh,

start of the night

or the end of the night?

[Baranov] I thought I selected

"No Talking".

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, you did.



[indicator ticking]

Right over here.

[Jason] Okey dokey.

Yeah.





Room 223.



[car horn honks]

[car whirring]

[phone rings]

Yeah?

Did you, um, sign the papers

my lawyer sent over by chance?

[Jason on video call] No, look,

I haven't gotten to that yet.

I think I'm in the middle of

an emergency here.

Uh, if-- if a woman does this--

-That-- that's a thing, right?

-[Jaime on video call] What?

That.

Yeah,

that's a trafficking thing.

Oh, I just dropped off a woman

who just did it.

Should I call the cops?

[Jaime on video call]

You know what?

By the time they get there,

she's gonna be long gone.

[sighs] f*ck.

All right, I gotta go.

[Jason on video call]

Wait, Jason,

don't do anything stup--

[end call tone]

[phone rings]

[end call tone]

-[phone rings]

-[end call tone]

[sighs]

Detective Tommy Poole, please.

Can you just tell him

that Jaime Brandis called

and have him call me?







[car door closes]



[button clicks]

[elevator doors thud open]

[button clicks]

[elevator doors thud close]

[thud]

[elevator doors thud open]

[thud]



[woman screams]

[man 1] Who the f*ck is that?

[metal clanging,

objects thudding and shattering]

[man screaming]

[man screaming]

[panting]

[button clicks]

[elevator doors thud shut]

[panting]

[Jason]

I got your purse.

They track my phone.

[phone clatters]

[elevator doors thud open]

Okay, this way, this way.

[panting]

[indistinct whispering]

Here's, uh, my wife's,

ex-wife's gym bag.

You may want that.

[glovebox door opens]

[pills rattle]

[car revs]

[pants]



[plastic bottle crackles]

[grunts]

[sighs]

[siren wailing]



[coughs]

It's actually Kristina.

Huh?

Kristina, my name.

Uh, they...

They made me change it.



[phone rings]

Hey.

[Tommy]

Why'd you call me here?

[Jaime on phone] You left your

phone at my place last night.

Oh, I went back and got it.

Good to finally have a key.

[Jaime on phone] Hey, I hate

to ask you this, but--

Hold on, hold on.

Are you trying to make me look

like an as*h*le

with these sh*t cases?

Your as*ault,

it's barely a plea deal.

-We got two eyewitness--

-[DA] No, no, no.

Two dopers.

No jury's gonna listen to them.

Get your sh*t straightened out.

Sorry,

what did you hate to ask me?

Jason's in the middle of

something right now.

[Tommy on phone] Oh, sh*t.

-What did he do now?

-[Jaime on phone] Hey!

What-- what's going on?

He thinks he picked up a woman

who's being trafficked.

Does he still have her?

[Jaime on phone] No, he dropped

her off at the Omeda.

Well, if he still

had her in his car, I'd tell

him to drive her here.

But?

Getting a warrant to bust

into a high-end hotel

because your drug-addicted,

soon-to-be ex-husband dropped

off a woman at her destination

that he believes--

-You're up.

-sh*t.

Look, I gotta go.

She gave him

the hand signal for help.

Even if the DA went for it,

which he won't, by the time

we got a warrant, she's gonna be

on to her next trick.

[Jaime on phone]

That's what I told him.

I'm-- I'm just worried

he's gonna do something stupid.

Look, I have no time

for this guy, and you gotta

stop trying to save him.

[scoffs]

as*h*le.

-Hello?

-[disconnect tone]

Oh, f*ck.

[Kristina] I have to go

to the bathroom.

Uh, get, uh...

Get whatever you need in there.

Are you actually getting me out?

Well, I'm not leaving you here.

[Kristina] I don't know you.

I have to get all the way out.

If I'm on my own,

I'll say some crazy Swyft driver

kidnapped me.

No, hey, that's--

that is not what I did.

If you're just playing hero,

I need to go back now.

It'll-- it'll be bad,

but not as bad as if--

Hey, I'm gonna get you help.

[payment terminal chimes]

sh*t.

[sighs]

[ringing tone]

[exhales]

[Jaime on phone]

Hey, I called you.

You didn't answer.

Listen,I just talked

to the cops.

They're not gonna do sh*t

'cause the DA--

[Jason on phone] Jaime.

Jaime, I-- I got her.

[Jaime on phone] What?

The woman I picked

up at The Bradford,

I went back...

Look, I went back and I got her,

and I need a safe place

to take her.

[Jaime on phone]

Can the john identify you?

No.

No, he's not gonna be able

to identify anybody, ever.

[Jaime on phone] Jesus, Jason!

[Jason]

You just said yourself

that the justice system

wouldn't do sh*t.

[Jaime on phone] That's not what

we're f*cking talking about.

Yeah.

She, uh, she thinks

I'm gonna abandon her.

Uh-- uh...

[takes a deep breaths]

There's a place on 35

you can take her.

I'll call you back

with the details.

All right.

Thank you.

-Thank you.

-[fuel nozzle clunks]

[phone beeps]

[fuel nozzle clunking]

[glovebox door opens]

[pills rattling]

[g*n c*ck]



Where is she?

Hey, I'll, uh...

Hey, I-- l--

I'll take you--

I'll take you to her.



[Chapman] Front desk got a call

of a disturbance and called us.

When I arrived on the scene

and saw this, I called you.

Security cameras?

Lobby and elevators,

and I took a screenshot

of a potential perp.

Send that to me, and I wanna

see all the footage.

Lab guys?

[Chapman] Notified,

but they're backed up.



Where is she?

She's right up here,

but if she sees

you, dude, she's gone.

[seat belt alarm sounds]

Will you f*cking buckle

up that sound?

-Yeah, man.

-Come on, man.

All right, dude.

[indistinct speech]

Crap!

[grunts]

[pants]







No, I'm at his car.

[pants]



[thud]

[pipe clatters]



[g*nsh*t]

[tires screeching]

[g*nsh*t]

[Tommy] Yep?

[Davis on phone]

Got a hit on Mohawk.

That was quick.

[Davis on phone] Well,

he's a known piece of sh*t.

Give it to me.

[Davis on phone] Attempted

m*rder, as*ault, solicitation,

drug trafficking.

Like I said, piece of sh*t.

[doorbell chimes]



sh*t!

sh*t.

sh*t!

Oh, my God.

[Kristina] Where'd you go?

You said you were gonna be here.

I am. I'm here.

I'm h-- I'm here.

We gotta go. We gotta--

we gotta go. We gotta go.

I-- and I-- We got--

we have to go right now.

Yeah.

[Kristina] What are you doing?

I'm looking.

Hey, there is a-- there's

a knife in the glove box.

Could you-- could you grab that?

Here.

[Jason] Thanks.



Okay, are you--

Do you have anything

on from before?

Bra, panty, anything like that?

-It's all back here?

-[Kristina] It's all back there.

Hang on to that watch.

Nothing else?

[thud]



[indicator ticking]



[van whooshes]

[indicator ticking]

They made me take those, too.

What?

I saw you take the pills before.

Yeah.

I stopped a month ago.

Well...

I guess, I...

Well, that was the reason.

Wait, how didn't they notice?

Well, uh, a-- a couple of girls

got a flu,

so they had no idea

that I was dope-sick.

Have you ever tried to quit?

Yeah, a bunch of times.

Couldn't do it.

It's why I got kicked out

of the army.



Hey, uh, I'll pull over.

We'll, uh...

I'll help you with that.



Here, give me that.

Let me see.

This is, uh...

Oh, Jesus.

Pull your hair back

a little bit.

Okay.

Oh, boy. Okay, so this,...

this is gonna sting

a little bit.

Sorry.

Yeah.

[phone vibrating]

Hey!

Thanks for calling me back

so quickly.

Of course.

[Jaime on phone] Listen,

my ex-husband has a break-out.

Look, I-- I wanna help you,

but I really can't.

[Jaime on phone]

She just needs a safe place.

Look, Jaime, you know this.

We don't do last-minute, chick.

[Jaime on phone]

Carm, they're on the run.

We've had to move twice

in the last two years.

[Jaime on phone]

You just broke her out of

a really violent situation,

Carm.

It's bad.

Please.

[sighs]

Okay.

I'll send you the address,

but he can't come in.

[Carmella] No men here.

These the local guys?

Please tell me we have another

tracker on this chick.

Okay, we got it in the phone?

Guys,

we're retrieving

one little girl!

All right, give me that.

You, you're with me.

Take this.

You go with them.

-Let's go.

-Bring her back.

[car engine starts]

[tires screeching]

[phone rings]

Hey.

[Jaime on phone] Hey, I'm about

to WhatsApp you an address

and some directions.

You, uh, you-- and you trust

these people?

[Jaime on phone]

If my life depended on it.

Listen, erase that contact

as soon as you can.

They do not want dangerous men

finding them.

Did you tell 'em I'm dangerous?

[Jaime on phone] You're the good

kind of dangerous.

Okay, be safe.

Yeah.

[end call tone]

[indicator ticking]

Seems like a good lady.

[sighs]

Yeah, she's, um...

Yeah.

Why didn't it work out?

Oh, I-- I checked into rehab

for the fourth time

without telling her,

and then, um...

was gone for three weeks

without a word, so...

That did it.

Rough.

I've been gone for four years.





How can I help you?

Uh, we're dropping off for,

um--

-Amelia.

-Amelia.

That's the magic word.

If you can follow me,

I'll get you settled in.

Here.

Just thank you.





[phone rings]

Hey!

[Jaime on phone]

I'm sorry I hung up on you.

What kind of stupid were you

afraid Jason was gonna do?

Jaime,I'm at the Omeda.

Did he get her out safely?

I got them a woman shelter,

and they're on their way

there now.

sh*t!

[Jaime on phone] What?

I'll call you back.







[police siren wailing

in distance]







[Kristina]

What if they come here?

[Carmella] We lock up

and call the cops.

Now get some sleep.







[Jesse] It's empty.

Looks like they ditched it.

[Joseph] Maybe.

We'll take a look

at the last place they stopped.

One of you assholes stay here.

Why do I gotta stay here?

In case they come back,

m*therf*cker.

[chuckles]

[Joseph] Watch your a*s!

This guy took down Bear.



[groans]

[pants]



[car doors shut]







At least seven bedrooms.

Entry points in the front,

back, and sides.

Unsure about security.

The boss wants this b*tch back.

-They study the photo?

-They got it.

What about the rest?

Shouldn't have took

somebody else's sh*t.

[g*n c*ck]

Just the girl.

Stay here, phone it in.

Keep it running.



-[switch flicks]

-[knife stabs, blood drips]



Hey, Carm, did you find

the flashlight?

[g*n shots]

[alarm sounds]









Where are you, b*tch?

[g*n c*ck]

Oh, hold on, hold on.

Just be careful.

Just let's talk about--

[grunting, groaning]

[glass shatters]

[groaning, grunting]



[dustbin thudding]

[g*n shots]

[groaning, grunting]



I'm calling 911,

you m*therf*ckers!

[groaning, grunting]

f*ck' f*ck you.

-[glass shatters]

-[yells]

[pants]

[thud]

[grunting]



[pants]



You got her?

-[gasps]

-[g*nsh*t]

Go, go, go!

They're coming.

They're coming.

-Go, go, go, go.

-I'm trying, I'm trying.

Go, go.

f*cking as*h*le!

What the f*ck?

Hey, that footage get sent

over?

Just forwarded it to ya.

Any second floor hallway

footage?

[Davis]

You got everything.

[Tommy]

Hey, no sound on these?

I don't know, Tommy,

just whatever you have.

Okay, what made you move,

big boy?

[mouse clicking]

Okay, I'm sending

you over another pic.

See if we can get an ID.

[Kristina] How'd they find me?

[sighs]

I think, uh, I think big man put

another tracker on my car

at the gas station.

Fair enough.

Is he, uh, is he your pimp?

-[groans]

-No, just muscle.

Victor's in charge.



[pants, sniffles]

Why'd you start?

Start what?

Pills.

Well, uh, RPG hit my Humvee

and jacked my back.

Well, then why'd they kick

you out?

I requested to go to rehab

instead of another deployment,

so I got going.

So then they tossed

you for taking pain pills?

Yep, pills they gave me,

so f*ck me, I guess.

Okay, here we go.





Sorry.

Nothing some t*tties won't fix.

Oh, yeah, you got that right.



He won't call the cops

until he sobers up.

Come on, girls,

we got more stops to make.

Let's go!

Hey.

Which one?

[overlapping chatter]

This?

Guys.

What the f*ck, man?

[Victor groans]

-[Brad] Hey.

-f*ck.

I just called the cops.

You think I give a sh*t

about the cops, man?

I'm-- I'm not standing

on a street corner in a fur

coat with gold chains.

I'm not a street pimp selling

20 dollar blow jobs,

and my clients don't

have to drive down dark alleys

looking for crack wh*res

to beat up.

[groans]

[Victor sighs]

This as*h*le...

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Stop, stop.

[Victor] Cost me thousands.

[Brad] You want money?

I got money.

[Victor] Really?

Wow!

It's my lucky day.

Yours, too, as*h*le.

Let's go.



Bear, Bear, what the f*ck?

Where's your phone,

you stupid sh*t?

Image of the girl

is too shitty,

but we got more on Mohawk.

He's out on bail for kidnapping

and armed robbery in Vegas.

Both Federal.

Huh, and not supposed

to leave Nevada.

Nope.

TSA didn't flag him?

Nothing.

Maybe he drove.

Looks like he's tied

to some convicted drug smuggler

who got chased out of Miami

in 2015.

Hmm.

All out of state,

nothing local at all.

Yeah.









[dog barking in distance]



[Davis] Crime scene guys wrapped

up at the hotel.

Initial COD is blunt force

trauma to the head,

but we gotta wait

on the coroner.

ID on the vic is...

Spit it out.

Mike Stevens.

Congressmen Mike Stevens.

Moral High-Ground Mike Stevens?

Took a second to ID 'cause

he checked in under a fake name.

Oh, sh*t.

[Davis] DA's gonna be

up our a*s on this one.

Yeah, f*ck that as*h*le.

See what was in that bag

of toys he had with him?

Yeah, it looked like old Mike

was trying to inflict some pain.

[chuckles]

I'm tempted to call this one

self-defense just to see

if that sh*t is straight enough

for old district as*h*le.

Anything else?

Bunch of prints in the bathroom.

Let me know when they come back.





[knocks]

[Kristina]

Ditch the car?

It's a barber shop

around the corner.

They're gonna think we, uh,

we got another ride.

Look, this-- this is gonna

have to do for now.

They, uh, they got my car,

they got my address,

so, uh, why don't you--

and I'll, um--

-No, I--

-[Jason] No, no.

Take-- come on.

[groans]

They just brought us

in for the weekend,

then right back to Vegas.

A lot of money in town,

I guess, huh?

Yeah, it's billionaire

private jet money.

Oof, that sounds expensive.

600 for 30 minutes, each girl.

How much of that do you keep?

They take everything.

Yeah.

I bet.



Bathroom prints belong

to housekeeping, Stevens,

one set yet to be ID'd.

Rest is up to you.

I'm being tasked

to the sh**ting.

sh**ting?

What sh**ting?

Come on, Tom, where you been?

Sorry, I've been a little

preoccupied.

Three shot at a women's shelter.

Total chaos.

Any survivors?

[Davis] At the hospital.



Bob!

Caeti's down.

[Victor] f*ck!

All right, go.

Now!

[chair clatters]

[door shuts]

[Jason vomiting]

[toilet flushes]

[sniffles]

You got a rough road ahead.

Thanks.



Nothing but a mattress

on the floor, a card table,

some divorce papers.

[DOC]

Homeschool needs a pick-up.

What?

Jaime Brandis.

This'll be helpful.

-Hey, are you okay?

-[groans]

-[Lana] Diamond?

-[Diamond groaning]

[Lana]

Diamond.

Hey, she needs help!

Diamond.

Oh, no, she's ODing.

f*cking Dance Fever.

[Lana]

She needs help.

Pull over!

b*tch.

[laughs]

Oh, sh*t.

Well, just-- just--

All right, turn right,

turn right.

f*ck!

Are you kidding me?



[Kristina] I wanted to die.

It felt like the only way out.

The Vegas house was double

bolted.

We get locked in.

Why did you leave three times

after going through this?

The higher power sh*t.

[exhales]

In rehab, they--

They force God down

your throat, and...

[exhales]

I just don't buy it.

I-- it's bullshit.

Oh.

Faith was the only thing

that kept me alive.



Goddamnit, everybody give me

your f*cking drugs.

Right, where?

Oh, perfect.

J-- 20 minutes.

Yeah.

Right, where is this guy?

[police siren wailing]

[knocking on door]

[vitals monitor beeping]

[Tommy]

Good morning, Carmella.

I'm Detective Poole.

f*ck your soft-soap.

I got nothing for you.

Uh, okay, well, what about her?

Well, she's not here

or in the morgue,

in case you're interested.

Look, I'm just trying to help.

Really?

So you're in the business of

helping women now?

I think you're looking to pin

this sh*t on somebody.

I'm just trying to figure out

who's after them.

I can't help you.

Okay, well, if you should

change your mind,

give me a call.





Huh.

Hey, hey.

[Victor] Boy, this, uh, place

is hard to find!

Hey, let's relax, all right?

Put 'em down.

Let's all chill.

Hold on. You, uh, You Victor?

sh*t.

Oh, sh*t.

Why didn't you say so?

Huh.

Appreciate you letting me store

my girls here for a while.

Not a problem.

At all.

The party favors are ready

for inspection.

Let's go.



What are you doing here?

I'm just seeing a friend.

I need you to stay away

from this.

She is here because of me,

Tommy.

People are dead

because they went

to that shelter.

Now, if you sent them anywhere

else, I need to know.

All I know is he picked

her up at the Bradford and he--

He picked her up at the Bradford

and dropped her off

at the Omeda,

and then they went

to the shelter.

The Bradford?

Yeah, I think so.

That's it, that's all I know.

Okay.

You don't know sh*t

until I figure this out, okay?

Your friend back there

doesn't like cops very much.

Well, she helps abuse victims

that cops treat like hardened

street criminals, so...

I'm just trying to find out

who the bad guys

are so they don't k*ll anybody

else, all right?

I ask you to stay away

from this, but do what you want.



Quality control?

You don't have to worry

about no bad batch with us.

We cook the crystal and grow

the weed on site.

Been using the same coke

connect for years,

we never had no problem.

What about your pills?

Stole them from Walmart last

night myself.

We ain't got no Chinese sh*t

here, brah.

And the airport?

Just a quarter mile down

the road.

Easy as sh*t to get to.

Okay.

We could give you a discount

in trade.

Yeah.

And for him, too.

What about you?

Uh, not my flavor.

Look, I gotta go take care

of some sh*t.

If these two get out of hand,

we are gonna have a major

f*cking problem.

Yeah, understood.

You get the rest when we come

back for the girls and the sh*t.

Come on, guys, let's go.

[Receptionist] Hello,

welcome to the Bradford.

Hello.

I'm gonna need to see

your security footage

from last night.

Yeah, okay, I got it.

I got it!

All right.

[groans]

That's the address.

All right, let's go.

[takes a deep breath]

How's it going, Joseph?

How about you f*ck off?

Feeling a little sensitive

about your face, huh?

I'm curious,

how do you know this guy?

I don't.

It looks like you do know him.

You recognize every dipshit

you stand next to in a hotel

lobby?

Well, you did more than that.

You sat and joked for an hour

with a guy that you did time

with in Vegas.

Then you watched that guy get

into a rideshare car

that was found 500 feet

from a m*rder scene

that you were found wandering

a block away from.

So, yeah, I think you know him,

and I think you know

how this guy was involved.

Lawyer.

You d*ck around,

there'll be no deal

and no protection.

Lawyer.





Got you some new clothes!

[Jason] Hey, you--

you can't be going outside!

You need new pants,

and you need some aspirin

or ibuprofen or something

to help.

Hoping this guy has sugar

in here.

Something to help?

Doesn't look like it.

[sighs]

[Bob]

Nobody saw anybody come in.

[Jesse] Uh, they could have

dumped it and stole another car.

No cars reported stolen

from this lot.

They could be on foot.

Let's spin the block,

see if we can get lucky.

Maybe, man.



[door creaks open]

[door shuts]



[tires screeching]



[screams]

[Jaime] No, no, no, no, no!

No, no!

[screams]

[laughs]

-[yells]

-[groans]

[grunting]

[thwack]





-DOC: Come on.

-[screaming]

No!

[screams]

[trunk gate slams]

[car doors shuts]

[tires screech, car vrooms]

[Tires screech]

[screams]

No! Help!

Help!

[Robinson] Open it up.

Get cleaned up.

Your bail hearing's been

moved up.

[chuckles]

Hey, fat a*s, what part of open

it up don't you understand?

[gavel slams]

Your Honor,

the State's evidence is mostly

circumstantial.

We have a video.

Of what?

My client in a hotel lobby near

a guy accused of a different

crime?

State's requesting that bail

be denied?

[DA] Yes, Judge.

The accused is a flight risk,

multiple time convicted felon,

and due to the violent nature

of the crime,

we believe he poses a threat

to the public.

His previous convictions

were more than a decade ago.

He has family in the area.

He's not going anywhere.

Request denied.

Bail is set at $100,000.

[gavel slams]

See what happens

with your half-c*ck bullshit?

Man, f*ck you.

Just do your job.

I don't have time for you.

Yeah, that's right.

You got more important asses

to kiss at your fundraiser,

right?





Boys!















[car doors shut]

[groans]

Oh, you nasty m*therf*cker.

[coughs, groans]

[Jesse] Goddammit.







m*therf*cker!

Where the f*ck did you--

f*ck!

sh*t.

Where the f*ck did you go?



f*ck! sh*t!







Bring 'em upstairs.

Come on, come on!

No, no, not this one.

Go on and sit down.

[Willard] What are you doing

with her?

[Victor] She's done.

Leave her with us.

Call it square.

All right.

See?

There is no out.

Okay.

Let's go.

[laughing]

Let's go have some fun.

Ain't she pretty?





This is Detective 132.

I have a 134 in progress.

I repeat,

kidnapping at Three Oaks Blvd,

just north of the 122nd

and Air Depot.

Multiple armed suspects,

and at least one victim inside.

Go clean up your f*cking mess.

Then you meet us at the plane.

[whistles]

[Kristina screaming]

Stop fighting!

Stop fighting.

We're gonna have fun.

Driver's in there.

Then put that fat piece of sh*t

out of his misery.

Hey, god-- Vic--

Bro, what the f*ck, man?

Victor!

Victor!

Come on, man.

f*cking betray me.

Victor!

[Dispatcher on radio]

SWAT is being called.

Await back-up.

Danger is imminent.

I'm in pursuit.

[Dispatcher on radio]

Negative, Detective.

Await back-up.

That's bullshit.

Just tell them not to sh**t me

when they get here.

[Dispatcher on radio]

Detective.



Hey, Judge, 100 grand?

Huh?

[McCurdy] Screw you, Victor.

Anything less, the COCJ

would be crawling up my a*s.

Plus, you can afford it.

Let's not talk

about what I can afford.

Let's go.

Come on.



Come on.

[screaming]

Vegas is waiting, baby.

All right, well...

Yeah.

Go start the party without me,

Your Honor.

Hey, Bobby, let's just say now

we're talking.



All right,

this should cover your time.

Thank you.

[McCurdy]

Hey, what's the hold-up?

[Victor] Hey, just get back

in the plane.

We lost a lot of men.

Yeah.

Um, get back on the plane,

Your Honor.

[panting]

Uh, for your losses.

Thank you.

Let's go.

-You take care of all of it?

-I'm doing it right now.

-Let's go.

-You didn't see it?

I'm not--

What the f*ck?

[phone buzzing]

[Baranov] Hey, boss.

[Victor on phone]

You k*ll the driver yet?

I, uh--

[Victor on phone]

You got one minute.

Yes, sir.

[Victor on phone]

Goddammit, get it done!

f*ck!

He's gone.

[sighs]

[grunting]



What's going on?

Damn it.

You know they can't live.

Wait, Bobby, wait!

Open the door!

Take care of your sh*t.

No, Bobby, get back

in the f*cking car.

You gotta drive.

Open the f*cking door, Louie!



[grunting]



[g*nshots]

You know they're gonna k*ll

you, too, right?

[g*nsh*t]

[Jaime] No, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no!

No.

[g*nsh*t]

[grunting]

Tommy!

f*ck you!

[g*nsh*t]

[panting]

[g*n racking]

f*ck. f*ck.

They're supposed to go back--

-[g*nshots]

-[screaming]



[g*nshots]

-Is there anyone else?

-I don't know.

Did you call for backup?

Yeah, but it might be a while.

Okay.

Look, my car is parked across

that field.

Can everyone run?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

-Yeah.

Let's go.



[panting]

Jason!

[Jaime]

Tommy!

[yells]

[grunts]

Go, get out of here!

[g*nsh*t]

[screaming]

[g*nshots]

Take this, take--

Go, go, go. Go!

[g*nshots]

[grunting]

[firing]

Chase 'em!

[grunting]

[firing]

[panting]



[grunting]



[firing]

[grunting]

[firing]

Okay.

[g*nshots]

[screaming]

Jaime, get up!

Come on!

[grunting]

[glass shatters]

[grunts]





[g*nsh*t]

[knife whooshing]

[grunting]

[block shatters]



[g*nshots]



Jaime, are you okay?

[Jaime]

Yeah.

Tommy.

Give me your g*ns.

-You good?

-Yeah, yeah.

I want you to get her to Doctor

Palmer at St. James Hospital.

St. James Hospital.

Go! I gotta clean this up.

They Don't know any of

you were here.



[police siren wailing]



[Rehab woman]

Jason, you have visitors.

They're on the south deck.



[Tommy] I witnessed the suspect

dragging the victim at gunpoint.

I then decided to engage

before backup could arrive.

After I dropped Miss Clark

and her captor off, I, uh,

drove around the back

and I called my ex-wife.

I snuck out of the room

when the john--

Congressmen Stevens.

I didn't know that at the time,

but yeah, when the congressman

went to the bathroom.

While parked, I saw her coming

out of the back,

and I, uh, picked her up.

He signaled to me, and I got

in his car.

And then when I dropped her off,

I drove around the block

and I-- and I took some pills.

When the g*nf*re started,

I ran out of the shelter

and into the night.

And you abandoned your car near

the shelter?

Um, I was...

I was too stoned

to drive,

so I-- I just left it there.

I didn't stop running

until I got to my father's house

in Arkansas.

And the suspect in question

was this man?

Mr. Baranov, yes.

My conclusion is Mr. Baranov

k*lled the congressman,

believing the congressman let

Miss Clark go free.

Many of the weapons used

in the gunfight at the ranch

were also used the previous

night in the sh**ting

at the women's shelter,

and the victim was found near

that crime scene.

Mr. Baranov was eliminating

witnesses.

[Jaime] Do they need me?

g*nsh*t strangely wasn't

reported.

Will it go to court?

DA's not gonna prosecute

a dead man.

Take me to lunch?

No.

Let's get a drink.

[DA] You checked yourself

into a motel by yourself?

And then the next day,

I checked into rehab,

and I've been there

for six months.





This is my dad.