- [water splashing] - [child giggling]
[John] Come on, you can do this.
I wouldn't be asking you to do it if I didn't know exactly how it was gonna go.
What has gotten into you?
- Nothing. - This isn't like you.
Just you say you know how it's gonna go,
but you don't.
- I do. - No, you can't.
- We've never done this before. - See, that-that's just not true.
We may not have done this exact scenario, but we've run a bunch just like it.
The field changes, but the game is the same.
[somber, pensive music playing]
This doesn't feel the same.
All right, Lucky. Listen to me.
There are more good people in the world than bad,
and the good people, the regular people,
they're wired to help when they see someone who needs it.
Someone will help you.
Easy for you to say.
You think it's easy for me to do this?
To ask you to go out there?
Because believe me, it's the last thing I want to do.
[Lucky] So you're worried?
O-Of course. I worry about you.
Why?
I thought you knew exactly how this was going to go.
[tense music playing]
Lucky, whatever it is you're thinking, get it out of your head.
Do not fuck with me.
Not today.
It's not worth the risk.
Just thinking I'd like to get out of here alive.
You want out, this is out.
[breathing heavily]
What if he's not here to make a deal?
Then I'll do what I gotta do.
[tense music continues]
You sure about this?
Which part?
All of it.
Well, she'll have the money.
I should be coming.
Well, you weren't invited.
I found this.
In Cary's things.
Thought you'd want it.
[gentle, pensive music playing]
[exhales sharply, sighs]
[gasps]
[sighs]
[vehicle approaching]
[ominous music playing]
Hey, Dutch.
How you doing?
Living the dream.
[sighs]
[tense music playing]
[Rand exhales sharply]
Good morning.
Is she wired up?
[Rand] She is.
Okay. Let me walk you through this.
Now, I know Agent Rand's probably gone over a lot of this with you already,
but just to reiterate,
you're not alone out here.
It'll be just Agent Rand and me. The team's a mile out.
We can hear and record everything from your transmitter.
What we need you to do is to get the elements of the crime on tape.
You don't give them anything
until you've got Whittaker verbally confirming awareness of the gas scam,
and that he profited from it.
Scheme and intent. Got it.
Exactly.
Got your safe word?
[Lucky] Yes.
Say it.
- Genius. - Use it in a sentence.
Doesn't take a genius to work out if you're using a safe word,
it's probably a little too late.
All right, this is your spot.
All right, we'll be right there.
Clear line of sight to you.
All right. See you on the other side.
[ominous music playing]
[theme song playing]
[tense music playing]
- [disembodied children laughing] - [water splashing]
- [splashing continues] - [children giggling]
[tense music continues]
Are you sure she can do this?
[Rand] She's fine. She's good.
[Kershaw] Hey, she doesn't look fine to me.
She won't cave.
You're awfully quiet.
Oh, I'm thinking.
About what?
Prison.
I don't think I ever really thanked you for getting me out.
No, you didn't.
[scoffs] Well, it came with a pretty big string attached.
I'm nothing if not consistent.
I'd like to think you would have done it anyway.
I'm so sorry it took me so long to track down the money.
[Kershaw] Target approaching the meet spot, 500 yards out.
All right, people. Showtime.
Well, you weren't seeing clearly for a little while there.
Your boy was in the mix.
And while I didn't ask you to put him there,
I just want you to know that I'm very sorry about how it all shook out.
I know I should have said that sooner.
Sentiment is difficult for me.
My father beat every last bit of it out of me before I hit puberty.
It's why I never had kids.
But you did have a kid, Wayne.
That was your choice, not mine.
You knew where I stood on that.
[ominous, tense music playing]
[breathes heavily]
I think it would serve us both well
to look forward from here on out, not back.
Don't you agree?
Yes, I do.
[ominous, tense music continues]
[gasps]
[tense music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
[scoffs]
So this is the girl who caused all this trouble?
You're not what I pictured either.
No, I bet I'm not.
[sniffs, sighs]
I feel for you, Lucky.
You shouldn't be in this spot right now.
I mean, it wasn't you who stole my money. That was your old man.
He did it right under your nose, didn't he?
[chuckles] Yeah.
And how'd that work out for him?
From what I hear, you're a very smart girl.
If things had gone differently, you could've been working for me.
No, thanks.
I know how you treat the women who work for you.
- She's gonna blow the whole thing up. - She's fine.
She's just settling in.
Funny that we've never met before.
I feel like I've been hearing Cary talk about you forever.
All good things, I'm sure.
Well, you would come up when we were talking about having kids.
Cary said he wanted a girl
because he didn't think he'd know how to raise a son.
He just couldn't figure out why his father wanted nothing to do with him.
He was worried that whatever that broken thing was in his father
would be in him too.
I guess we'll never know now, will we?
I told him he was better off not knowing what a piece of shit you are.
But you should know,
when Cary stole that money, he wasn't stealing from me.
Or Priscilla or John for that matter.
That was his special way of saying,
"Fuck you, Wayne."
[chuckles]
What is she doing?
I don't know. Something's up.
And you have used up the last shred of my patience.
Like you said, we haven't met before.
But I'm going to give you a friendly piece of advice.
Money only means so much to me.
There's a principle here.
That's something a two-bit hustler like you will never understand.
And if you push me to the point where I think
that I will derive some measure of satisfaction from killing you,
I will consider it well worth the price.
So I ask again.
Where is my fucking money?
Okay.
[tense music continues]
What is that?
[Lucky] Well, it's all there.
Ten million dollars.
Uh, minus a few thousand. Cary had some expenses.
You converted the money to crypto?
Oh, not me. Cary.
[Priscilla] I don't recall you mentioning this particular detail
when you asked for this meet.
Slipped my mind, I guess.
So, the account will have a seed phrase.
I take it you've brought that as well.
Yes, the seed phrase is how I'm walking out of here.
You see, right now it only exists in one place.
So, I walk away safely.
You get your money.
Or I have my guys come over here, cut you open,
and remove your organs one by one until you give me the seed phrase.
- That's definitely another way to go. - Lucky, this wasn't part of the deal.
She didn't say anything about this.
Well, I didn't think I had to since Wayne already knew.
Right, Wayne?
What?
[Lucky] Wayne knew the money was converted into crypto,
same way he knew how to find Cary in La Jolla.
What the hell is she talking about, Wayne?
[Lucky] The same way he knows the FBI is here,
listening to every word we say.
His buddy, Agent Kershaw, told him.
[dramatic music playing]
- [sighs] - [Lucky] So as long as we're all here,
why don't we just get this out in the open, shall we?
[panting, sighs]
That's a bad idea.
[Rand] You got a better one?
Billie...
Don't move.
Don't you fucking move.
Well done, Lucky.
Just figured I'd level the playing field.
I'm guessing you didn't know about Kershaw either.
Oh, whatever game you're playing here, Lucky,
it's not gonna go the way you think it will.
Well, I don't know exactly when Kershaw joined the team,
but I'm assuming it's pretty recent,
because otherwise Wayne would have stopped you getting arrested
that day with John, right?
You know the drill.
Remove your weapon, drop it on the floor.
You had Rand, I had Kershaw, and around we go.
The danger in being as smart as you are
is that you get used to being the smartest person in the room,
and then when you're not... [chuckling] ...you turn out to be woefully unprepared.
Bring him out.
- [John grunts] - You didn't think I'd just show up
without taking protective measures of my own, did you?
If you hurt him, your money is as good as gone.
Oh, that's cute. That's cute.
She still thinks she's calling the shots.
I'll take that seed phrase now.
[groans]
You're just dirty.
All along. Just dirty.
That girl of yours, she figured it out on the first day, but you...
[stammers, chuckles] You just couldn't see the forest for the trees.
I just thought you were a dick.
So what was it? How'd they get you?
- Nobody turned me. - Bullshit.
I talked to Whittaker myself, years ago. I just...
I just wrote my own ticket.
Why?
- Why? - Why?
Because doing this job is like pissing into the wind.
We are set up to fail on a daily basis.
Might as well get paid.
You're going to jail.
Oh. Oh, okay, well, here...
- Your paid ass is going to jail. - Want some help?
Don't think I won't to shoot you. Don't--
[both grunting]
- [groans] - No!
Stop. Stay where you are, Lucky.
We're in the middle of a deal here.
You don't walk away in the middle of a deal.
- Hit him again. - [groans]
Bet you're missing your little cell right about now, aren't you, Johnny boy?
[panting] As soon as you give him the money,
we're both dead.
[groans]
[both grunting]
We're out of time, Lucky.
You give me the seed phrase and you might just walk out of here.
If not, you're gonna watch your father die.
[John] Go ahead, shoot me.
[groans, strains]
- [grunts] - [screams]
- Shoot me. - Quiet, John.
I'm the one who stole from you.
Dad, shut the fuck up.
Don't forget who got you in all this trouble to begin with.
Wasn't me.
He's all about sacrifice now,
but he's the reason you're here.
You have never been anything more than a pawn in his game.
[softly] That isn't true.
[both grunting]
Now what's it gonna be?
- [Rand grunts] - [screams]
Same plan.
We walk. I text you the seed phrase.
New plan.
Fuck the money.
He stole from me and that cannot go unpunished.
- I want him to watch his daughter die. - No!
Then we're gonna keep him alive for a little while
just so he can properly mourn her.
[both grunting, panting]
[Rand screaming]
[grunts]
[panting]
This is your fucking mess.
You clean it up.
No! Priscilla...
Show me you're really ready to be back.
[exhales sharply]
[groaning, panting]
- Ah! - [grunting]
[grunting]
[strains, grunts]
[Kershaw grunts]
Priscilla.
[ominous music playing]
No! Priscilla, no.
[sobs] Priscilla, don't.
[softly] Let her go.
Priscilla.
Don't. Priscilla, don't!
[both grunting]
[John sobs] Priscilla. Priscilla.
[Rand groaning]
[whispers] Priscilla.
Hon, I'm sorry.
[ominous music continues]
[gunshots]
[Wayne] Fuck.
- [grunts, pants] - [grunts]
- Come on. - Come on.
[panting]
[tense music playing]
[grunting, breathing heavily]
Look at you.
Crawling on the ground like a bug.
Fuck.
Have some dignity for fuck's sake.
- [gunshot] - Ah!
[exhales sharply, stammering]
Fuck you, Priscilla.
If you had tried even once to be any kind of a father to my boy,
you wouldn't be in the position you're in right now.
[both grunting, groaning]
Fuck you!
[both grunting, groaning]
[sputtering, groaning]
[exhales sharply]
[sputtering, groaning stops]
[panting]
[dramatic music playing]
- [steam hissing] - [John grunting, panting]
Go.
[gasps, sighs]
Hello, John.
Dutch.
Let's go.
[panting, grunting]
[Priscilla breathing heavily]
[Priscilla sighs]
I told you to stay home.
I didn't think you really meant it.
Let's get a move on.
Not yet.
I told you it wouldn't go the way you thought it would.
You were right.
This is all on you, isn't it, John?
I guess it is, yes.
[Priscilla] Yeah, you had a good thing going,
but there's something in you, some defect, some hole. I don't know.
It's never enough for you.
What am I gonna do with you two?
Hmm?
You could let us go.
Why would I do that?
Because I'm asking you to do for me what they didn't do for you.
Give me a chance.
Or you can kill us, but I'm done running.
From you. From anyone.
It's not as easy as just walking away, you know.
I don't.
Never got to try.
[smacks lips] There's the door.
You can take the car.
Go on. Go ahead.
Thank you.
I didn't do it for you.
And the money?
I think he'd want you to have it.
[sighs]
Thank you.
- Lucky bastard. - Yeah.
I don't want to see either of you ever again. Is that clear?
["Anemone" playing]
♪ I... I think I know how I feel ♪
♪ 'Cause I ♪
♪ I only play it for real ♪
♪ You should be picking me up ♪
♪ I... I wanna know how you feel ♪
♪ 'Cause I ♪
[sirens wailing in distance]
♪ I only play it for real ♪
♪ You should be picking me up ♪
♪ Instead you're dragging me down ♪
♪ I could be giving you love ♪
♪ But you're not around ♪
♪ Now that you're not around ♪
[Lucky] Does it hurt?
[John] No.
[music fades]
What did you say to get that one?
What makes you think I said something?
Because it looks like you earned it.
[John] I told him his watch was fake.
- [whispers] Dad. - To be fair, it was a fake.
Got a mouth on you even with a gun to your head.
Yeah, look who's talking.
[whispers] Sorry.
[John sighs]
[chuckles]
So when did you figure it out? About Whittaker?
La Jolla.
There's no way that Priscilla could have known we were there
unless he had someone on the inside.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because I wasn't sure.
You blew the whole thing up based on a hunch?
Well, I was either right or it was one hell of a bluff, so...
[chuckles]
- [inhales sharply] - [John chuckles]
Let's go celebrate.
No, I will celebrate in my sleep.
- Please. - [John] Come on,
buy your old man a burger.
Pretty sure you're good for it.
[tense music playing]
[Priscilla sighs]
[Rand] You got Whittaker, huh?
[panting]
Well, you killed someone today, didn't you?
If you're here to do it again, I suggest you get on with it.
[inhales sharply] No, that would be too easy.
I want you to live with it, in a cell for the rest of your life.
You-You bagged Whittaker and a high-level FBI mole.
Close your case. Collect your fucking medal.
Not without you.
Well, you can't have everything.
You killed my partner.
I did not kill your partner.
You didn't pull the trigger, but you killed him.
Go home, Rand.
Aren't you tired?
[inhales shakily] I'm gonna fucking get you.
[motorcycle engines revving]
[John] I thought you didn't like pickles.
I didn't. When I was a kid.
Like, "Ew, take 'em off, Dad."
And, yeah, I guess some things change.
They're delicious.
You know, I had this reoccurring dream in prison.
- [Lucky] Mmm? - There was this ball.
But almost like a ball of sheets on my bed in my cell.
And every time I'd walk over to it, pick it up,
and as soon as I was holding it,
I'd realize that inside it was you.
Just a few days old, wrapped up in my prison sheets.
Those big brown eyes of yours blinking back at me.
And you weren't crying. You weren't complaining.
You were just like, you know, happy to be with me. [chuckles]
And then I'd realize we were in prison and I needed to get you out of there.
So I'd take all the sheets off my bed and I'd wrap them around my chest
so you were strapped to me.
And then every single time, like a charm, I'd walk up to the guard
and he'd see this beautiful, precious thing strapped to my chest
and he'd open the door.
And you and I would walk out together into the sun.
That's it. That's the dream.
How about you?
What?
What's yours?
I don't have one.
Sure you do.
It's nothing really.
It's not a good one like yours.
It's just always the same.
I'm, uh, underwater...
and I can't breathe.
And then I wake up. That's it. That's the dream.
You know what that's about, don't you?
- Yeah. - It's about not having enough time.
It's about not having the time to do the things you wanna do.
So,
what do you want to do?
What do you mean?
Well, I mean, the sky is the limit with us.
You know? Now that we're back together and with all this money.
Dad, I don't want anything to do with the money.
- Oh, come on. - No, I'm serious.
I'm done.
[chuckles]
How'd you find the seed phrase?
[tense music playing]
[Cary] Apple.
Hamster.
Karma.
- [chuckling] - Snow. Ho--
Oh, my God. He's smarter than I thought he was.
Yeah.
[sighs] Do you remember Tommy Tangles?
[John] Of course.
You were so bad at braiding hair.
Uh, you were so bad at letting me brush it.
- That's why I had to invent Tommy. - Oh, "Had to."
Yeah, otherwise you would have been walking around with,
like, just a rat's nest on your head.
So you just made that up one day.
Yeah.
I didn't know the first thing about brushing a girl's hair.
Or braids. We just... We established that.
But you were such a drama queen when it came to tangles.
Was as if I was pulling your teeth out.
So, every time I'd hit one, I'd just name it.
[chuckles] Whoa. Tommy Tangles.
Well, look, it's Tina Tangles.
Timmy Tangles.
Timmy is like, "Nobody calls me Timmy. Just call me Tim."
Trevor Tangles. Thomas.
And, uh, Taurus Tangles.
Wasn't even born in April, May. Made no sense.
[gentle, moody music playing]
[airplane passing overhead]
[ominous music playing]
[moody, pensive music playing]
[button clicks]
[Lucky] Hey, Dad.
[somber, pensive music playing]
I had a feeling you'd do this.
A feeling I've been ignoring for most of my life.
I don't remember a time when you weren't working an angle.
[gasps, coughs]
[muffled] Dad!
That's just who you are.
[muffled] Dad!
You knew I couldn't swim.
[muffled screaming]
But the best cons are 90% truth, right, Dad?
And the truth is I was drowning.
- [gasps, coughs] - [John] I'm her father.
Sweetie, are you okay?
- I'm her father. - I'm sorry. Okay.
Are you okay, sweetie? What happened?
She knows not to go in the deep end.
Did somebody push you? Oh, ma'am. Thank God you were here.
- [coughs, pants] - You're okay. Okay.
Okay, here we go. Hey.
[panting]
[John] Un-fucking-believable. Is there no life... You're the manager?
- Yes, I am the manager here. - I'm John Armstrong.
[Lucky] Just so you could threaten to sue and get our rooms... [scoffs] ...comped.
The truth is you were willing
to risk my life for the con and...
[panting]
I'm not anymore.
[tense music playing]
[Lucky] I'm not giving you the money.
But I'm giving you your freedom.
[sniffles]
I hope you use it wisely.
[smacks lips, chuckles]
[sighs]
I love you, Dad.
But you won't see me again.
Goodbye.
[waves crashing]
["Take Me Home" playing]
♪ Take that look of worry ♪
♪ I'm an ordinary man ♪
♪ They don't tell me nothing ♪
♪ So I find out all I can ♪
♪ I can't see but I feel it ♪
♪ And it helps me to be warm ♪
♪ So I, I don't mind ♪
♪ No I-I-I ♪
♪ I don't mind ♪
♪ So take ♪
♪ Take me home ♪
♪ 'Cause I don't remember ♪
[song continues]