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[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 motherfucker! [honks horn]
She let you in, now you go!
- You go, you fucking bitch! - 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?
Gëzuar.
[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?
Fuckin' great, man. Fuckin' 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]
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 fuckin' 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... Fuck!
I'm sorry!
[menacing music continues]
[panting softly]
[breathing heavily]
Yo, you gotta stop leaving your gun in the glovebox, man.
[scoffs] Oh, so like a...
like a... a shoot-out is better?
He has a gun 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 fuck 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 gun around
and... that's it?
Yeah, we got a guy on camera waving a gun 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] Fuck!
Hey, look, I'm at work.
[Slosser] I don't fucking 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] Fuck.
[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 fucked 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 fucking bridge,
thinking he has to go to community college.
I work at a community college.
[grunts]
Don't fuck 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 asshole bleached.
You don't bleach Albanian asshole. 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?
[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 fucking 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.
- [gunfire on video game] - [Slosser] Nick?
[gunfire 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 fuck 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 fuck is going on, huh?
The fuck 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 gun, 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...
- [gunshot] - [Jeff] What are you doing?!
[Carrie] Hands up, motherfucker!
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 fuck up.
Are you serious right now?
Do you want to get shot, huh? [cocks gun]
- [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 shoot him. - Do not shoot!
- Who do you work for? - I'm gonna shoot!
- Do not shoot him! - Who do you work for?!
- [gunshot] - [Manco] Fuck!
- [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 fucking mind?!
[Carrie] I'm not. I'm just... - [Jeff] Jesus Christ!
- Fuck! - [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, shit!
- Whoo! - Come on!
[tires screeching]
- Okay, he's behind. - Oh, shit!
Go! Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
[tires screeching, engines revving]
Oh, shit!
[tires screeching]
- [thud!] - [Carrie exclaims]
Shit!
- Oh! - [truck horn blaring]
[vehicles crashing, metal crunching]
[Carrie] Whoo!
God, that was close!
[cocks gun]
- [gunshots] - [Carrie chortling]
[winces]
Whoo! [laughs]
Oh, my God. That was fucking amazing!
I mean... we were pouncing like fucking 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, fuck 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 fuck me, you need to get a fucking 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 fucking guy.
You know?
Twice in one week.
This time, with crazy bitch woman who shoot at me.
- She shoot 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 shoot at me!
- She fucking shoot at me! - Okay, okay.
- Motherfucking shoot 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 fucking 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.
Fuck the Feds. We don't... we don't owe 'em shit.
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] Fucking 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, fuckin' "Abdul".
Time to let all the negativity go.
[cell phone chimes]
Feel yourself growing lighter
as your breath--
[music stops]
Ah, motherfucker.
Good.
Now we can talk.
[cell phone vibrating]
[groaning]
[unsettling atmospheric music]
[breathes shakily]
No, no...
No.
No!
Oh... Oh, fuck me.
Oh, my God. Fuck.
Oh! Oh, my God.
Oh...
Oh, oh!
- Good morning! - Oh, shit!
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 fucked me.
[scoffs]
- Oh, my God. - [Carrie] It's fine.
- Fuck! - It's okay.
You need to relax. It's fine. We can just get more.
We are not getting any more.
Okay, I just...
Fuck 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 fuckin' mind,
bringing someone else into this?
Who is she?
Look, if you'd just give me a moment to explain--
I want my fucking 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 shit. We had a deal. You've fucking 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 fuck 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.
Gëzuar.
Cheers.
No. No "cheers". You say "gëzuar".
- Gëzuar. - [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 fucking 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.
[cocks gun] I said drive.
Please.
If you shoot,
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 murder 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 shit 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 fucking 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 fucking 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]
- [gunshot] - [groans]
- [Rodriguez] Chuy! - [gunshots]
[Rodriguez shouting in Spanish]
Fuck you, Manco!
Fuck you!
You will pay for this, motherfucker!
[shouting in Spanish]
- [gunshot] - [grunts]
[unsettling music builds]
[breathing heavily]
[gun cocking]
[woman] Mankito, you puto!
Bastardo!
[speaks Spanish]
[gun clicks]
[whimpers]
[cocks gun]
[quiet weeping]
[Irena sobbing quietly]
Please don't kill me. Please don't kill 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 gun 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 fucking bad hombre in a black car with a list
and my fucking 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 fuckin' years.
And just 'cause you're fucking 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 fucking seat.
- I'm on the chair. - No, no, no, the tape.
Where's the tape? Here, here, here.
Fucking tape your fucking hands up.
- Fucking to the arms... - Okay!
- ...arms of the fucking chair! - Okay.
Fuckin', come on, come on! All right, hurry.
Hurry, hurry, hurry! Around, around!
- Yeah, move. Faster. - Okay.
Give it to me. Give it to me.
Fucking give it... Don't you fuckin'...
Don't fucking talk to me. Don't talk to me!
Fuck! 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!
- [gunshots] - [people gasping, screaming]
Oh, Jesus Christ. They're fucking here.
I fucking told you!
- [spray hissing] - Oh, what the fuck is that?
[screaming]
[spluttering] Fuck!
Oh-ho, fuck!
[Jeff] Right, let's go!
- [coughing] - [Sunny grunting]
Where's the fuckin' gun?
[straining]
Fuck, the burn... Oh!
[Carrie] Hands up, motherfuckers!
[gunshots]
[gasps]
[Jeff] What did you do?
- What did you do?! - [breathing shakily]
[Jeff] No. Oh... oh, no.
Holy shit.
Oh, my God.
Come on!
[gun thuds]
[Jeff] Shit! Fuck, fuck, fuck.
He shot first.
- He shot first. - [Jeff] Fuck!
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 fucking worse.
Come on!
Come on! Go!
[tense music builds]
Fuck! Come on!
[Carrie] I didn't... I didn't mean to.
- I didn't... - [Jeff] Shit!
[sirens wailing in distance]
Get in. Get in.
Fuck.
We are so fucked!
[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?
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
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 fucked.
We are so fucked!
Oh, my God.
Just put the money away.
Fuck this.
[wind whistling]
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, fucking stop!
Give me the fucking money!
What the fuck 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.
[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 shooting at your club
and you suddenly have to leave town?
Timing's a little convenient, isn't it?
- Shooting? - Uh, yeah.
Move. Inside.
Inside.
[foreboding music builds]
[Slosser] What's in the bag?
Things for travel.
Open it.
Open the fuckin' 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.
- [gun clicks] - Not with that.
Put the fuckin' bag on the ground.
[whispers] Go on.
Put the fuckin' 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 fucking wall!
FBI! Put the weapon down!
I'm LAPD. These are suspects.
Yeah, I know who the fuck you are, Detective Slosser.
Okay, you know me? Who the fuck 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 fuck 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 kill 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]
[gunshots 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]
[gunshots]
[both straining and grunting]
[groaning]
- [gunshot] - [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]
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