Babe...
...got you some tea.
Started smoking again?
You've never seen me smoke.
I haven't. But you told me when you did.
I still think we should call the police.
Honey, do you want to?
Ian said not to. But it's... They're the police. Right?
Yes. Exactly.
Baby, if you me to call, I will call right now.
Is that what you want?
- Yes? - Yeah.
- Yes? Okay. - Yeah.
Come here.
It's okay.
Yes, hello. L.A.P.D., please. Thanks.
Yes, hello. I need to report a kidnapping.
A 6-year-old girl.
We're not sure.
No. We didn't actually see it happen.
Okay. Yes, please. 1621 Kenter.
Wait, who?
Okay-
Okay. Thank you very much.
It is all good, okay? He's gonna be here in 15 minutes.
- Who? - Detective Inkster.
Okay-
I need to use the bathroom.
Sure, of course.
No, no...
- Babe? - Yeah?
- You okay in there? - Yeah.
Yeah? You sure? What are you doing?
Laura?
Laura.
Laura, let me in.
Laura, open the door!
Laura!
Ian, please, open the door!
Ian!
Ian! Please.
Ian!
- Chris is chasing me. - Chris what?
He's been chasing me. I've been running.
Where's your car?
I had to leave it.
And my wallet and my keys. And my phone.
And then this bus driver, he gave me a lift.
I need water. Water.
You were right about everything.
Here. Here.
Okay. Now tell me what happened.
It was the detective. He called him.
Detective Inkster.
Then I remembered everything you said
About them watching us.
And then I checked the vents in the bathroom.
And there was a camera in there, Ian.
And then he knew somehow. Chris knew.
How do you know Chris?
- He was a client. - For how long?
I don't know. Like, a few months.
Jesus.
He's in on it, isn't he?
- Sit down. Just breathe. - I can't breathe.
You're gonna be fine. It's gonna be okay.
- I found them. - What?
I know where they are. And I found them, and I saw her.
You saw her? Is she okay?
- She's okay. - Yeah?
- She's okay. - We need to go get her then.
- It's not that simple. - She's our daughter!
They knew I was coming. You understand?
They knew I was coming. Like they were expecting me.
And they will be expecting me if I show up.
Okay, I can't just run in there.
- You get it? - Then what are you gonna do?
I have time.
- No. - Take this.
- No. No. - Take this.
- Where did you get this? - From a guy who was trying to kill me.
- Did you kill him? - No. I just shot him in the knee.
- What? - Look, take this gun and lock that door.
If anybody tries to come in here, shoot them In the face. Understand?
I don't even know how to use this.
Here. Come here. You watch this video. This will help out. Okay?
Jesus, Ian! How many guns have you got?
Just...
I'm going to get her back, okay? I promise.
You just stay here, and you lock that door.
I'll get her back.
You're gonna pull back the slide...
Come on! Come on!
I'm looking for Salmas.
Some nice shoes, homes.
- Is he here? - You a cop?
No?
Then what? I need more info, ese. Little more data.
If not, step off, ese.
I'm his attorney.
Damn, huero.
I ain't never seen no attorney packing like this before.
You wanna tell me what you're really here for, homes?
He owes me a favour.
A favour?
How about I do you a favour and snuff you out right now.
Instead of letting my carnal here gut you out like a wild pig.
Nice and slow. Little by little.
Choice is yours, ese.
You think because I got nice shoes, I haven't had a gun pointed at me?
In the last 48 hours, I've been choked out, beat up, drugged...
...arrested, and shot.
So I'm gonna give you a choice.
You can either stand here waving your dick around, wasting my fucking time.
Or you can go tell Salmas that Ian Mitchell is here.
And he wants to cash in his favour.
I don't know. Should he?
- How many? - I don't know. A dozen maybe.
They packing or what? Sidearms? Shotguns? What are we looking at?
I'm not sure. I don't know.
- High risk, yo. - That's what you do. Salmas High Risk?
Yeah, but there's an order to things here.
You talking about rolling up to some white boy, Malibu fortress out there.
That's a line we don't cross. You feel me?
You said anything I need.
You said that. You made me a promise. Anything that I need.
I meant some new rims or some shit, man. Something simple, all right?
Look.
I know that you killed those kids down in Boyle Heights.
All right? No disrespect.
I didn't take your case because I thought you were innocent.
I'm sure you've got a reason for it too.
You've got a business to run. You've got a family to feed.
That's the order of things that you're talking about.
Salmas, I'm the guy who has to pretend like I don't have a conscience.
Okay? I've got to sleep every night with that shit rattling around my head.
See, if it wasn't for me, you'd be sitting up in Chino right now.
Watching your boys grow up through a piece of double-paned polycarbonate.
I took your case.
I helped you.
I'm asking you to help me.
Don't look like no one's home.
Man, this is burnt.
Come on, man, let's get this over with, all right?
No one here.
Is this a joke?
No, no, no. They were all right here. They were...
Ellie! Ellie!
She was right here.
They had her right here.
All I want to know is how you got mixed up with these people, man.
They chose me.
They chose you? That's what you're telling me?
It's like a game, okay?
- They like to watch. - You tripping or something, man?
You on something?
Three days ago, somebody put a box on my doorstep...
...with a gun and a photo of a guy I'd never met, expecting me to kill him.
And if I don't kill this guy in the next eight hours...
...I'm never going to get her back.
Then I met this guy. He's a decent guy. He's got a family and he...
How could they expect...
Some...
Shit.
What's going on, homes?
HEY-
Let go of that, homes. Yeah, give him the piece, man, that's right.
You know, I'm just kind of thinking out loud here. And I was kind of...
Kind of curious about something.
I want to know why you think his life is worth more than mine.
Is that because he's a white boy? Is that kind of what it is, or what?
- No. - Man, shut the fuck up!
Man, pick his ass up.
How you like that, homey?
Know what's funny, man? You wanted to drag me and my homeboys out here...
...when all you had to do was cap some pansy-ass cracker, huh?
You want me to smoke his ass, ese?
No, no. Kick back. Relax, homes. Let's hear him say it first, man.
Yeah, I just want to hear you say it, dog.
All T want to know is why.
Why what?
Why you think this vato's life is worth more than ours.
You see, because Ignacio here, he got like five kids, man.
- Ain't that right, homeboy? - That I know of.
Yeah. That's a lot of mouths counting on him, man.
But you want to drag us up here.
Put us in danger. Because you don't want to get your hands dirty.
Well, see, that's funny to me, man.
You want to tell us why?
I already know why.
Because you're a fucking asshole, right?
That's what it is, huh?
You know what's funny, dog? You got a heavy conscience.
Because I ain't sitting up in Chino right now, man.
You think you're some kind of fucking hero or what, ese?
Let me tell you something, man. I take care of my kids, homey.
But it's obvious that you don't take care of yours.
Because how are you gonna let some shit like that happen?
Get the hell up, man! Get the hell up, ese!
I capped all three of them bitches at Boyle Heights, man.
You didn't even bother to ask yourself why.
I knew that it was them or it was me.
And if it was me, then I knew it was my kids too.
You understand what I'm saying?
We following now?
Yeah? Good.
I'll tell you what, ese.
You protect your own, right?
Take that shit.
Yeah.
Let's go.
You dropping us off or what?
Yeah. I got to do this alone.
That's what they want to see. Those are the rules.
You know where this cracker lives or what?
I'm not going to go to his house.
- They'll know I'm coming. - How you going to find him?
- Do you have a phone? - Yeah.
Can you look something up for me?
Yeah, look up... Look up Karen Glass.
G-L-A-S-S.
Head chef. Pasadena.
Red Hawk Kitchen?
What's the address?
3901 Green Street. Right there in Pasadena. That's all it says.
Is that where your target works?
No. That's where his target works.
He's only got 40 minutes.