Cleo, do you actually know where you're going?
We can hole up here. It ain't the Taj Mahal, but...
- It'll do.
I get the biggest room.
Over there!
Go, go, go, go!
Come! Quick!
- All clear!
Go!
- You sure this is safe? - You got a better idea?
We can stay here. It's an old hotel. Terrance and I squatted here before.
Five stars.
Watch your step.
- Massive sinkhole.
Oh. Home sweet home.
We gotta get Kiara out, guys. Does anyone have anything?
Well, we can't storm the fort. We can't call the cops.
- It's not helping, Pope. - We can't negotiate.
We don't know what they want.
It's got to be about the cross or the gold.
Mm-mm.
- Guys like Singh, it's always about money.
What are you thinking?
I don't know. We all just gotta get off this damn island.
Hey! Hey.
I need to talk to Mr. Singh.
Hey, go get Mr. Singh.
What are you doing?
- Hey, you! I need to talk to Mr. Singh. - Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.
- Hey. What are you doing? - Like I owe you an explanation.
Think for a second! Kie, what are you doing?
- Hello? - Hey! What're you doing?
Don't talk to me!
You're lying about this diary thing.
You know where it is.
No, I don't.
- You don't? Okay. - You wish.
- Okay, listen, I wouldn't tell me either. - Hey!
But he's never gonna believe we don't know something, all right?
- Singh killed that-- - Hey!
Look around, Kie.
I'm the only friend you got.
Hey.
I need to talk to Mr. Singh.
I have something to tell him. It's urgent.
Yes.
Shit!
That's the fourth truck I've seen.
If they're still searching, it means they haven't found him yet.
I went to my connection at the police department.
They said if they get to John B first, they'll turn him over to us.
- Where do you think he might've gone? - I don't know--
- John, who would he call? - I don't know.
- You don't know your son? - I don't know!
We should be out there looking for him!
God!
You always were too emotional, John.
It's one of the reasons Ward got the best of you.
No attention to detail.
It doesn't do me any good if you get caught.
The game's not over yet.
What is that?
This is a little souvenir that I plucked from Portis' pocket.
- You have a phone? - I forgot I had it.
- It was in my back pocket. That's my bad. - Oh my God, dude.
Can we go anywhere without you stealing?
- You know the answer. - Let me see it.
Nice work, rude boy.
I steal shit. That's my job.
- How'd you get this unlocked? - No passcode. Portis keeps it loose.
- What are you looking for? - The kidnapper.
Any information that'll help us negotiate with this guy.
The only problem is I don't see a Carlos Singh in the contacts.
That's the problem.
- It's just a bunch of nicknames and shit. - Wait.
- Didn't Portis call him something else? - Right.
Yeah, he called Singh something when we were jumping his ass.
- It was like Rockfish or-- - Can't remember.
- Oh shit! No, no, no. - Catfish?
What was it? Holy crap! Um...
Kingfish.
- That was it. Kingfish. - Kingfish. That was it.
"Kingfish."
There he is, Kingfish.
And we in business.
All right, phase two.
Text him, okay?
And say what exactly?
You know, you said it. Negotiate, right?
Pretend to be Portis, ask him to meet somewhere in private.
That was... that's really important. Just solo.
Bam! We jump his ass, tie him up,
and then politely request for Kiara in return for his life.
- That's the plan. - That's gonna work.
- Not a bad idea. - Not a bad idea? It's terrific!
Okay, I'm gonna say it. We should think this through.
What's rule number one?
Thinking never helps when you already have the idea.
No, hang on. I agree with Pope.
This could make things ten times worse for us and Kiara.
How much worse can it actually get?
- I can think of a few ways. - Okay, great.
While you're thinking, why don't you just let it rip?
Thank you.
There.
I lied.
I know about the diary.
I don't have the original.
But I can get you a copy.
I'm relieved to hear you say that, you know.
- May I offer you something to eat? - I'm not hungry.
Relax. Nothing's gonna happen to you now.
You're cooperating,
and I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable, you know.
I just want to get you what you want, and then I want to leave.
Look, I know where it is.
But I have to go by myself.
Alone.
But how would I know that you'd come back? You know, I need some collateral.
- Rafe's here.
- Keep him. - Rafe.
How did someone so young
get into so much trouble?
Look, I know where the diary is, and if you let me go,
I promise you I can get it to you.
You know, I built this fortune myself, you know,
from nothing.
From absolutely nothing.
Do you know how that happened, Miss Carrera? Hmm?
I can assure you
it was not by being a fool.
Don't waste my time.
The diary holds the key to the ultimate conquest,
and that, my young friend, Miss Carrera,
is my destiny.
So you need to tell me where it is, or I'm gonna--
Amazing.
A text from our friend Jimmy Portis.
From beyond the grave, apparently.
It seems Mr. Portis has captured your friends.
Ryan!
Yo, he's texting! He's texting! What's he saying? What's he saying?
- It's doing the little bubble thing. - Oh.
-"Send me your location. I'll meet you." - He wants our location?
Yeah, that's exactly what we wanted! Here, check it. Boom!
- And say what? - Well...
We can't give Singh our location. Just give him some random place.
All right. Where do we want to send him to?
What about the horse tracks? I saw them yesterday. It's wide open.
- We can do surveillance. - Yeah!
Now we're working. Now we're jelling! I like it.
And if we have to make a getaway, we'll hop on some horses.
- Guns a-blazing! - No. We're not horse-backing with guns.
- Scratch the horses. - John B, we can really plan this out.
- What are you thinking? - Just got another text.
Maybe sneak from behind and use JJ as bait.
Just put him in the middle of the field.
Uh, little announcement. "Never mind. I just tracked your location."
"And I'm sending my men."
"They'll be there in ten minutes to pick you up."
Wait a minute. Did you turn off your location?
- So-- - You didn't turn the location off?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa! - Turn the location off!
- I have a Samsung! - I have a Samsung too!
I can help!
This right here is why you need a plan!
Everybody relax for a second! Let's just think about this!
- What are we gonna do? - It's done, okay?
- Gotta figure something out. - And hope he doesn't kill us?
- We're running out of time. - What're we gonna do?
I don't know. I'm thinking.
Well, y'all, I know you guys might not wanna hear it.
But we got home-field advantage. We can turn this around.
We're gonna booby-trap this shit.
We're not running from this dude. This is our best chance to get Kiara back.
It's gonna work. We got ten minutes. Come on!
Get the big trucks and meet me in the back.
- Copy. - Fenton.
- Get Ms. Carrera. - Mr. Singh, Mr. Singh, please--
Please don't hurt my friends! Please!
Please! Please! Please don't hurt them!
- That depends, Ms. Carrera. - Mr. Singh!
We'll continue our chat later. I look forward to it, you know.
Please don't hurt them.
Inside!
What happened?
You're gonna have to talk to me at some point. Okay?
Do I have to remind you of everything you've done?
- You killed Peterkin.
Do you remember that? And everything you've put Sarah through.
Peterkin, I was protecting my father. Okay?
I did what I had to, so... don't.
I'm as much a victim as she is.
No? Think about it.
Okay? What did I get from shooting Peterkin, huh?
Nothing. Okay?
I had nothing against her. I mean, I... I... I liked her.
You think I wanted to make that choice, huh?
What I did was a gift from me to my father for... for him,
and I got screwed because of it, okay?
So don't get that look when I say I'm a victim, all right?
I am!
I will admit, though, what I... what I did to Sarah...
what I tried to do, um...
what I tried to do to Sarah, I admit that was wrong.
I know that. All right?
So you don't have to remind me.
- Oh God.
She was family. I should've never touched her, you know?
I should've never touched her, but, you know, I just lose control
in moments like that, and I don't know what happened.
I'm trying... I'm trying to get better.
- Yeah. - Okay?
It doesn't matter.
All I'm saying is just that I'm not the bad guy you think I am, okay?
But even if I was, even if I was just, like, bad Rafe Cameron or something...
...you got no choice.
You may... you may not want to trust me, okay, but I'm your best bet.
Look.
I got a boat that can get us off island, okay?
But first, we gotta get out of here, and it is better
if we work together.
They're leaving?
They're going to find John B
and your sister.
Come on!
Sucks for them.
That's good for us though.
This may be our only shot at getting out of here.
- Thank you, Father. - Thank you very much.
He said you can ring on the hour for a donation to the collection plate.
- I'll get you back, I swear. - I only want payment in one way.
You know that.
- They're in there somewhere.
- Find them. - Yes, sir.
You three sweep the bottom. B-team, middle floors. I'll be at the top.
Oh shit!
Go.
Portis!
Are you in here?
Yo, I got them up here! There's two of them!
I'm going up. You stay down.
- Where you at, mate?
- Portis? - Yeah, yeah! Take a left at the hallway.
The stairway's right on your right.
- He's coming. Y'all ready? - Yeah.
- Okay. - Okay.
Hey, remember, you hit him in the legs. I'm gonna go for the gun.
No, you're too slow. I go for the gun. You go for the legs.
No. I'm gonna go for the gun.
Why do you have to argue everything?
- Portis! - Shh. He's coming.
Up here! One more flight of stairs now!
You're almost there!
- You're coming, right? - Yeah!
Okay!
Portis?
Oh yeah! No, I'm still here. You just gotta come right in here!
All right, Portis.
- Come on in! - I'm coming in!
- Please untie us. - Help.
All right. Keep your hands still.
- Oh shit, oh shit.
- Hey!
Oh shit.
- Stop! Freeze!
- Put it down.
Okay, I'm coming!
- This time-- Oh. - Don't move! Hold it!
Okay.
Don't even think about it.
Hey, now! Hey, now! Easy!
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I would take it nice and slow now.
It's time for y'all to freeze.
Tie them up.
All right, y'all, let me see those mugs. This is going to your boss. Smile.
For the record, they thought this plan wasn't going to work.
- All right, just send that to your boss.
Time for stage three.
Hostage swap.
We're gonna give your boss a little ring-a-ling, so hang tight.
Mr. Portis.
Do you have Ms. Carrera's friends?
J?
Yeah. Yeah, we... we found them.
Listen, my name is John Booker Routledge.
We have your men tied up,
- and they're in for a really...
...really,
really harsh time
if you don't give us Kiara back right now.
- Like right now. And I mean that.
- Kill them.
What?
Kill them.
Go ahead and kill them, John Booker Routledge.
It doesn't matter to me, you know.
Just know that if you do,
the hotel is surrounded, you know.
All of you inside will die.
- We gotta go. - Yeah.
We gotta go right now!
Go, go!
- Balcony. Uh, balcony. Bad, so bad. - Go, go, go!
- Let's go. - Got it.
Go back to the main entrance!
- Hold this. - What are you thinking, Pope?
- Guys.
- Gotta be a better option, right? - Uh... that's a drop.
This is like the Hawk's Nest part two. I'm not doing this.
I think we need to think about this from a risk-reward perspective.
How about you go first and cushion my fall?
- How about no? - Yeah, whatever. Forget this shit!
Okay.
No, no, no! Sarah!
- You go first, all right? - What? No. You go.
- Clear the next floor! - Go, go! This way!
- Shit! - Okay, just hold on.
- Yeah. Same time. - Same time.
- Come on, guys! - Where's John B?
John B, hurry up, man!
Bring it on home, John B!
Coming, Dad!
- John B! John B! - Come on, hurry!
Hey!
- They're up here!
- Whoa!
You okay, John B? We gotta go!
- John B! Come on! - We gotta go!
Come on, let's go.
- Go, go, go! - Oh my God.
- Run! - Okay, go.
Come on.
Shit!
Okay.
- Stop, stop, stop! - Whoa!
One second. Hold on.
Let's go, come on.
Just get away from me!
I'm tired of this shit. I'm gonna kill you, Kie!
- Help!
Hey, you two!
What'd you do?
What be this?
- Stay down! Stay down, you understand?
Stay down.
Don't move!
Huge mistake.
You'll regret this.
Hey, gimme the phone.
Here, tie him up.
- Don't move.
Okay. Okay, okay.
Don't make a sound, all right?
Good?
This way. Come on.
Okay. Hey.
Hey. Hey, Rafe.
Rafe. Rafe, Rafe, Rafe.
- What? - Hey, hey, let me see the phone.
- Why? - Just give it to me.
Okay. Give me the gun.
You ready?
- Shit.
Okay, this way, this way, this way.
- Come on.
Kie, what are you doing? Let's go! Come on!
Hold on!
- Kie, come on!
Can you see?
I got an idea. Come on, come on!
- Come on.
Come on!
Come on, come on!
They're slowing down. Come on, come on!
Go, go, go, go, go.
Let's go!
No. No, no!
Rafe!
- No! Please, don't! - Don't!
Psst, psst, psst!
- Go, go, go, go, go, go! - Bloody rasshole!
Hey, boy, come!
That way. That way!
Shit.
- She know where she's going? - No clue.
They coming?
I don't see anything.
So what's the plan now? What's our plan B?
We just kicked the hornet's nest. We gotta think of something quick.
- JJ, calm down. - Calm down, Pope?
We do something to their guys, they're gonna do something to Kie.
- That was your idea! - Yeah, I know that was my idea, okay?
- Shh! - My bad! That one's on me!
Why did we leave that island?
Ooh, ooh, wait, wait. I got something. What if I offer myself up as a hostage?
No. Hear me out, hear me out.
What if I got inside the walls, did the Trojan horse type thing?
- No, no. - That's how wars are won!
That's not how a Trojan horse even works!
Okay. Fine. What do you got?
This is usually where you got the moves, bro, all right?
Remember Spock? We could really use him right now.
Hey.
What happened back at the hotel? I thought you got nabbed.
I heard something.
What?
That.
Like that. You hear that, right?
The church bells?
Bells?
My dad used to use them to call me home.
Bring it on home, John B.
Bring it home.
They ran off to the south. We'll get them.
You know how much this means to me, right?
But if you say you'll get them, then I don't need to worry.
Do I?
No.
Let's go!
- Yes, my friend.
- Yeah. All clear. - Let them through!
Watch that. Yeah.
I told you we just had to work together.
All right. Listen, I'm headed out to my boat, okay?
I can give you a ride out, drop you wherever, somewhere safe.
- One thing though.
Look at me.
I know your friends are on the island and my sister.
I'm not helping them. All right? I can't trust them, okay?
I'll give you a ride out, not them. Okay?
I just want to get off the island.
That's smart.
You know, I never thought of you as a Pogue.
What did you think of me as?
I mean, I always liked you, Kie. You're at least half Kook.
Anything?
Nothing.
Sort of the definition of a Hail Mary, you know?
You have to believe in miracles, John,
if you want them to happen.
Yo, move it, man, what?
Let's go!
Come on. My boat's down here.
Make sure your shoes are off.
Okay, we should have enough juice to get us to Saint Lucia, no problem.
Hey, get in the boat.
Kie!
You're not gonna pull anything if I get in?
No, I'm not gonna pull anything, okay? I'm trying to do you a solid here.
You really wanna be back there with Singh, or do you wanna be somewhere safe?
Can you help me with the bowline?
Thank you.
All right.
Hey, uh, I... I can't get it.
What?
I need some help!
Goddamn, do I have to do everything?
Okay.
Move.
Kie!
Hey!
Kie! Where are you going?
I've gotta help my friends!
- You don't know what you're doing! Hey!
Shit! I'll find you, Kie! I'll find you!
Kie, you're gonna regret this shit.
Kiara!
You're done!
♪ Take these rings And stow them safe away ♪
♪ I'll wear them on another rainy day ♪
Hey, guys.
Wake up. Wake up! Guys!
- I got something!
"Meet me at the pin at 6:15. P4L."
We're supposed to believe that's Kiara?
I don't know. This all could be a trap. It's exactly how he set us up last time.
He knows we got the phone, and he knows he can't track it so--
We go out there, and bam, he's got us.
- Sometimes you guys can be so stupid. - I'm sorry?
You get beat so bad you flinch even when someone's trying to help.
P4L. It's Kiara, man!
No way she sent that as bait. They'd have to kill her.
We gotta help her. Come on, man.
You're all just sitting there, just flinching.
Let's go.
I don't know, man. It could still be a trap.
It's the only option we got.
- We gotta check, right? - Let's go.
Get down.
- You got the boats? - Yeah. You got windows?
- Yeah. - Guys.
Singh's men could be posted up literally anywhere.
No shit.
Guys, is that her?
I don't think so.
Gimme the phone.
I'll take care of this.
That boat, that's the pin. The white one right there.
- What are you doing? - There's one way to find out.
- JJ, JJ! - Dude!
Stay there!
- JJ! - Hey!
Better to stay hidden in case he needs help.
JJ?
JJ.
- J.
I'm so glad you're safe.
Wow! I didn't think I'd see you ever again.
Yeah, but I'm here now. Okay? It's all right. It's all right.
Guys!
We thought you were dead.
Are you kidding me? Kie...
- Is this you? - What... what is...
You wouldn't believe it if I told you. Come on.
- Where'd you get this? - Holy shit.
- That's right.
- John B, let's go!
They were just spotted out at the marina. Told you we'd get them.
Good. Good.
You know, I never doubted you, you know.
Yeah, so I have just a couple of questions.
- Go ahead. - A Lagoon 620 with twin 150 Volvos.
You understand we can go anywhere with this thing, right?
- I know, kind of a piece of shit. - Way to be discreet, by the way.
What did they want anyway? They didn't hurt you, did they?
No. No, I'm good. It just...
I mean, you're not gonna guess what Singh wanted from me.
Denmark's Diary.
- Why? - I don't know.
Said it leads to a treasure that's a lot bigger than the Merchant.
You're saying there's a bigger treasure?
- Then, sign me up.
Think quick!
- Trying to clock me with this thing? - Gotta strengthen your reflexes.
Come on, guys! We gotta go!
Feel like my reflexes are already sharp.
She's right. We gotta hurry.
Okay, you definitely heard that, right?
Yeah, I do now.
That's exactly what my dad would do to call me home.
Sarah, that... that pattern, those bells.
The ding, ding, ding, ding.
Sarah, that... that's him calling me home.
I know, it-- Yeah.
It-- That's--
It's really weird.
But it's not him.
- Okay, how do you know that? - You know why.
- No, no, no, no. No, no, listen. - I'm sorry.
Maybe you get beaten enough, you aren't able to see the miracle in front of you.
I mean, that's exactly how he used to call me home.
Maybe it is him. Maybe the universe is trying to give me a gift, and--
- Okay. - What?
Okay, I get it.
You wanna go to the tower to go look? Go look.
- Okay? - You sure?
I'm... I'm serious.
Hurry.
- And take this with you. - Are you sure?
Yes. Yes.
You don't think I know what you're like?
You're gonna drive us both insane if you don't look, so go look.
No, wait.
I love you, Sarah Cameron.
- I'll be back. - Go.
- Okay. - Go.
I love you!
I love you.
- Hey! John B! What are you doing? - I'll be right back!
- What are-- What? - Be right back!
I love you, Sarah!
♪ For you and I... ♪
What the hell?
♪ Abandon reason ♪
♪ Adopt the rhyme... ♪
My dad always told me that clouds have silver linings.
But that actually cuts both ways.
Sometimes sunshine blinds you.
♪ I flew home ♪
♪ Like a springtide swallow... ♪
And sometimes miracles also have miseries.
♪ I left the Cape ♪
♪ Of Good Hope behind... ♪
I can't believe he just took off.
♪ So full of paradise ♪
♪ I missed the flight... ♪
Guys, incoming!
♪ Can't get you off my mind... ♪
No, no, no.
That's Singh's men!
- Right here. - Come on!
Where's John B?
- He said he'd be back by now. - Well, he's not! JJ, what are we gonna do?
We gotta make a stand. That's what we gotta do. That's the only option.
- What? - Kiara, we're not splitting up again!
Guys, y'all didn't see what I saw! He killed Portis! We can't stay here!
- We're not leaving John B! - No Pogue left behind!
- What are you gonna do? - They're here!
- They're getting closer! - Damn it!
- We're not splitting up again! - We don't have a choice anymore!
- Go. Shut up! Shut up! - John B! We need to get John B!
We'll find John B later!
- That's it! - Right there!
- We can't just leave him like that! - JJ, get down!
No! Down!
Hold your fire!
♪ Another time ♪
- ♪ Could there be a place ♪
♪ For you and I? ♪
-♪ But what can we do? ♪
♪ Where can we go from here... ♪
Shit.
Shit!
♪ Always so near... ♪
I'm sorry, John B.
♪ Who cast the spell ♪
♪ Of our fair weather hell ♪
- ♪ The sweet hellos ♪
♪ The fair farewells ♪
♪ There could be a place ♪
Please let it be him.