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Previously on "L.A.'s Finest"...

Sam, can you thin of anyone

that may have wanted to hurt you?

- There was this new guy, Karim.
- Mm.

- Is that where you met Eve?
- What she got to do with this?

Because that's where
we found her, at your church.

Here's why I couldn't pick up
with you over my shoulder.

- We're having a baby.
- What?

We're not tellin people yet, but...

she was calling about her appointment.

This isn't the first time
we've been pregnant.

We lost the first one,

and the second time,
Michelle ended up in the ICU.

- Who the hell are you?
- I hear you were... looking for me.

Patel?

I'm looking for this
dickhead millennial.

- Name's Arlo.
- I'm on it.

- What do you want?
- It's what Mr. Knox wants.

Now you're gonna be taught a lesson.

Yeah, you tried that already, remember?

Now, this time I'm coming after
someone you care about.

Hey. You okay?

Yeah.

He's threatened to hurt
someone close to me.

He left all these pictures and
said it was a scavenger hunt.

And you said over the phone
something about time, right?

24 hours, give or take.

You're sure this one of Knox's guys?

Arlo. I will never forget his face.

He was the one who held me
at gunpoint in my apartment.

Well, Gabriel Knox
wouldn't kill a cop, right?

'Cause it's bad for business.

And he won't harm the D.A.
or his daughter.

Too much heat.

Maybe, but, still, you know...

Yeah, you got to be careful.

I'm gonna tell Patrick that there's been

some threats related to the task force.

- What's going on?
- Nothing.

- Just working on a case.
- Ooh, can I see?

- No.
- No.

Lame. Night.

Night!

- I got to go.
- What?

No, stay here. It's safer.

I got to check up on Joseph.

Oh, yeah.

I mean, if it's not him, who else?

I don't know.

These faceless pictures
could be anyone I know.

- Take care of yourself.
- You, too.

Come in here. Close the door.

- Where the hell have you been?
- I've been busy.

It is gamey in here, dude.
Have you been outside?

No, asshole. I can't leave.

That's why I hired you, remember?

Yeah, well, here.

- What is this?
- That's half your money back.

I don't want half the money back.

- I want Arlo.
- Well, you didn't tell me about

The Armenian, and I'm not suicidal.

- Who's The Armenian?
- Dude, you are in way over your head.

The Armenian is the guy
who makes people disappear.

- What, like a hit man?
- No, the opposite.

He doesn't... he doesn't take your life,

he gives you a brand-new one,
relocates people

that need to be disappeared
and never be seen from again.

New identities, new documents,
a whole new life.

So you're saying...
you're saying Arlo disappeared?

Arlo doesn't exist! All right?

He's an identity created
by The Armenian.

I'm not getting involved
in that drama for nobody

and no amount of money.

So this... this Armenian,
how do I find him?

You're gonna need a lot more bullets.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Thanks for coming.

You want to tell me what's going on?

Well, like I said on the phone,
it's just a case

that has me a little freaked out.

Hmm.

A case.

It's Knox.

His people threatened me.

Well, you got what you wanted.

Knox is coming to you.

Is that your version of "I told you so?"

Statement of fact.

Really felt like "I told you so."

I did, didn't I?

I'm here.

Get some sleep.

You're sure you're cool
with keeping watch?

It's not my first time.

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Hey, this is Sam.

I have four months on testosterone,

and I'm starting to notice
a definite voice drop, um,

and my stubble's coming
in a little bit thicker,

so I've started shaving, and I'm
nicking myself a lot less.

Hello?

Are you serious?

I just saw Karim.

Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you.

No, I'm glad you did.

I actually got to go.

No, no. Fuel up first.

Corn flake French toast?

It was your favorite.

I don't have any of these
ingredients here.

- You brought it?
- You complainin'?

Hell no.

Thank you.

Mm, your friend Jules...

does he still have that cabin
up in Big Bear?

You thinking about leaving town?

Not exactly.

You didn't ask me here to protect you.

You wanted me here
so you could protect me.

- Would you have come otherwise?
- You slept the whole time!

Is that your idea of protection?

I was exhausted. Two birds, one stone.

Listen, if you're not gonna
go to Big Bear, lay low today.

I'll be okay.

You need to take care of yourself.

You can help me with that
by staying safe.

You have my word.

You bought real butter?

Ahh!

Did I do something wrong?

No! I mean, did you?

- Why are you walking me to class?
- I'm not walking you to class,

I'm just walking you to the entrance.

No, we're at the entrance.

- Nancy, what's going on?
- Nothing!

Just make sure after school
you go straight

to Letti's house, all right?

And you can't leave there
unless your father or I

are there to pick you up. Understand?

If the goal is to convince me
that everything is fine,

you're failing miserably.

Uh, is it about Syd?

No! No! Everything's fine.

It's just... I'm a cop, and it's
a dangerous job sometimes.

I'm paranoid, okay?

So, to recap, I'm not grounded,

but I can't go anywhere or do anything.

Right. Just for today.

Okay, you're being super weird.

Love you!

Stranger danger!

I'm not 5.

- Don't move!
- It's me. It's me.

Dante!

You cannot keep showing up like this.

Well, then start returning my texts.

What are you doing here?

I'm doing your job for you, okay?

I'm close to finding out who killed Ray.

Dante, you can't do that.

What am I supposed to do, huh?

Am I supposed to wait
at my place for someone

- to take me out?
- No, that's not what I'm...

I can't leave my place,
I can't even see my kid.

And let's not forget this only happened

because your partner
pissed off some drug dick

that Ray was working with.

That punk Arlo.

- Wait, Arlo?
- Mm-hmm.

You're close to finding him?

I got the name of some guy that I...

I can't track down.

That's why I'm here.

I need your help.

All right.

We find that guy, I'm out
of your life for good.

Okay?

I know that's what you want.

I'll call you when I...
when I find something out.

- Dante!
- Nico!

Damn, son, you got big!

Perez!

I thought you had another two months!

Oh, my God, I wanted to pick you up.

There was overcrowding, I guess.

Been waiting for you.

Nancy's been counting down.

I've missed you so much.

Mm!

What?

Come here.

I need my half of the money.

You still have it, right?

It's not here.

She was gonna find it.

It's in a locker.

- What about our plan?
- Plan's got to wait.

Got to wait? I have been waiting.

For you.

What's going on, Dante?

I just... I need it, all right?

Just get the money,
and I'll come back later.

- Is everything okay?
- No, Perez.

It's not.

Nazar Sarafyan.

Well, no one by that name
in our database.

I mean, are you surprised?

This is a guy who creates
identities for a living.

Well, what the hell
do you suggest we do?

I'll call Fletcher.

Are you sure this intel is reliable?

Yes. Why would Dante lie?

He wants Arlo just as much as you do.

And you trust him, after all
this time, just like that?

Yeah. I do.

Okay.

McKenna!

Yo, can we borrow your brain?

Yeah.

- What's up?
- Hey.

Eve here was brutally stabbed
and killed.

Four days later, her boyfriend
Karim was found dead,

multiple stab wounds topped off
with a knife in his chest.

The killer was careful.
There's no fingerprints,

no DNA, no sign of forced entry.

Well, he probably knew Karim.

Yeah, but maybe we're looking
at this thing wrong.

Maybe it is about Karim. He's a boxer.

Maybe it was a fight that
continued outside the ring.

No.

Karim and Eve's death
are definitely connected.

See, Eve was trying to shed her old skin

and... and step into the person

she always knew she was on the inside.

The killer wanted her exposed in death.

This was just as much about him
as it was about her.

Someone wanted both of them dead.

Okay, but we've been
digging into their lives,

and there's a zero pool of people

that would have motive
to murder them both.

I've seen this casserole dish
at the, uh,

the group meeting at the church.

And look! Look, look, look.
It still has condensation,

which means it was still warm
when the tech arrived.

Close nab, CSI: Food Network.

I told you you need to learn
how to cook.

It'll expand your thinking.

- This is one time...
- Sam.

That's his! He stress-eats!

Sam was the one that told us about

Eve and Karim's relationship.

So Sam knew they were a couple,

and now his dish is at the murder scene.

All right, all right, all right.

But if he was the killer,
why would he tip us off

as to who the next victim was?

Obviously the killer wanted us to find

- Eve's body, right?
- Yeah.

Why not Karim's, as well?

So Sam's our man.

I mean, well, he's part of
the transgender group, so...

Oh, oh, right. So, what was the pronoun

that Sam went by?

- "He."
- He.

- He.
- So he's our man.

Sam's our man.

- What?
- You guys...

Listen, we're just trying
to do the right thing.

We're trying to be sensitive.

If she was our girl,
then we would been...

you would have been mad.

Hi.

- Can I help you?
- Yes.

I really like this bracelet,

but I don't know
if it's right for my girl.

It has to be perfect.

Oh, this is a gorgeous piece.

I think she'll really like it.

Could you try it on?

Oh, of course.

Hmm.

Something's not quite right.

I know. Can you change
the sapphires for emeralds?

Well, we did just receive a shipment in.

We can have it done for you
by the end of today,

but it's gonna be costly.

Price is not a problem.

Okay.

Was she born in May?

How did you know?

I'm a May baby.

Love my emeralds.

- Perfect.
- We'll get that done for you.

Great.

You want to strip down and join in?

Yeah, maybe next time.

You got what I asked for?

We could have done this on the phone.

Or did you come to watch
my Downward Facing Dog?

I'm on the clock, Fletch.

All right, damn.

Thank you.

And, uh, can you do me a favor

and just lay low for the rest of today?

That's okay, Syd.

I did your intel.

The Armenian can't trace it back to me.

Oh, no. Not him.

Someone is threatening my people,

and I don't know who the target is.

Am I your people?

I mean, like... not, like, my...
like my people, people,

but, like, my creepy uncle
that owes me money people, yeah.

Hmm. I guess I can call it a day.

Thanks for the heads up.

But I keep my body tight, Syd.

Anybody coming after ol' Fletch
is in for a fight.

Hey, that rhymes.

Be careful.

McKenna, I got a hit.

Hang on. You're gonna be fine.

Hey. Turns out Sam was on
the phone when he got T-boned.

You all right?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

So, the other driver was shaken up,

but he's in stable condition.

The accident didn't seem related
to our case.

But we can put Sam at the crime scene.

He might be our killer.

Sam?

Yeah.

Uh, I'm Detective Baines.

This is my partner, Detective Walker.

- Did you find her?
- Find who?

The woman. I heard them fighting.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down.

We're here to talk about this.

Hang on. Hang on.

We're here to talk about
Karim Delgado. Yo, Walker.

Walker!

That's who I'm talking about... Karim.

Does this dish belong to you?

Yeah.

I was bringing it to Karim.

Cooking... it's what I do.

It's how I cope.

I've been in the kitchen since Eve died.

Karim was such a nice man.

I just wanted to bring him some food.

I mean, he just lost Eve.

I didn't know what else to do.

But then I get this call.

Karim is dead.

You said you heard someone fighting.

I went to the door and I heard shouting,

so I went back to my car.

From the street, I could see Karim

and some blonde woman in the window.

She was upset about something.

Do you know who she was?

Never seen her before, but she knew him.

Thank you.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah. I'm good.

Just keep going.

Dude, we've been through all of these.

There's no blonde woman
that looks anything

like what Sam described.

Right.

Not in Karim's life,
and not in Eve's life.

But what about before Eve's life?

Let's see if there's something
on, uh, Sawyer Bellows.

Eve's identity before her transition.

Let's pull up her social media.

That's got to be our blonde.

On, snap.

Yo, they were engaged.

"Announcing the engagement of
Sawyer Bellows and Holly Gero."

Damn!

Let's find an address on Holly.

Let's do it.

What the hell is she doing here?

- Solving your problem.
- You asked for my help.

This is what it looks like.

Well, if I had known
she was gonna be involved,

I wouldn't have asked for your help.

Bullshit.

You hit a dead end and you needed us.

You're as much to blame
for what happened to Ray

as anyone else,
so why should I trust you?

Look, you both want
the same thing, okay?

So if you don't trust
each other, trust me.

This is the only way.

Yeah.

Your Armenian goes by the name
"Nazar Sarafyan,"

probably an alias, but it's the name

on a deed of a social club on Normandie

that's a known Armenian Power hangout.

- So he's mobbed up?
- And then some.

And on the side, he creates
identities like he did for Arlo.

Sarafyan is smart.

He keeps detailed records
of all his clientele

in case anyone wants
to roll over on him.

No better leverage on the
present than someone's past.

- There's nothing in here about Arlo.
- No shit.

That's because Sarafyan keeps
his records old-school...

paper files under lock and key.

All un-hackable.

Air gapped the old-fashioned way.

We think he keeps them
at the social club.

It fronts as an Armenian game room.

Okay, well, you're cops, so...

- raid him.
- Mm, see, that's the thing.

Our intel on Sarafyan comes
from a 7-foot ex-con

whose testimony would never
secure a search warrant.

Okay, so... So what do you suggest?

We rob him.

Excuse me?

You want to rob the Armenian mafia?

- That's suicide.
- Did I offend your sensibilities?

You're on board with this?

If it gets us square.

Look, I came to you because you're cops.

Jesus, you came to her
because you're desperate,

and it seems, at least
for the next 12 hours,

we have that in common.

It is your call.

We will do this with or without you.

She gonna be calling the shots for this?

Your family isn't the only one
at risk here.

We could use your help.

Hey.

This isn't what I wanted.

Okay?

I'm trying to do this the right way.

Well, this is the only way.

You're either in or you're out.

All right, I'm in.

But we're gonna need a diversion.

Syd's got that covered.

Oh, yeah? What are you guys thinking?

Ah!

I'd like to play.

This is a gentlemen's club.

Armenian gentlemen.

I see that you, uh, gentlemen
are serious about the game.

So am I.

Narde is a traditional Armenian game.

A little rusty?

It's been a while, okay?

I hope your partner can keep
them distracted in there.

She's got this.

What, I know you gentlemen
aren't afraid to lose

to a woman, are you?

She's crazy...

Okay, loud lady.

I hope you didn't come to waste my time.

You know, after all these years,
I never figured the next time

I'd be on my knees picking a
lock that it would be with you.

I just remember you
being better at this.

Not as good as me, but faster.

Move it slowpoke.

You've been practicing.

Yeah, well, I tried to take up knitting,

but it wasn't as fun.

All right.

Check files, folders,
manila envelopes, everything.

Look for anything on Arlo.

How does Syd know how to play the game?

I don't think she does.

Nice move.

Whatever shall I do?

Oh!

I'm trippin'.

That's what I do.

I may have something.

- Okay, make it quick.
- Yeah, no kidding.

Someone's coming.

Don't even try.

Got it!

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Thank you.

Hurry up.

- Who are you?
- Just a girl who wants to play Narde.

Not your game, huh?

I was actually winning.

Drop the weapons! Now!

Tell them.

On your knees.

All of you. On your knees!

- Did you find it?
- Yeah, we got it.

Let's get out of here.

Come on, let me have it!

That's all of it. Everything we took.

I've been saving it. Waiting.

Yeah, okay, well, half of it
is yours, all right?

Just...

Take it.

For you and Nico. Take it.

Thanks!

Next time my mom "accidentally"

breaks his nose, I can pay the ER bill.

He's old enough to defend himself.

He won't stand up to her!

He'll just keep taking it until...

That has nothing to do with me, okay?

Look, you don't know
what it's like inside, Perez.

It's bad.

It's worse than you think.

We're supposed to take this money

and we're supposed to leave with Nico.

- That was the plan.
- So leave, all right?

I can't go with you.

I made promises inside that I just...
I can't go back on.

- What does that mean?
- It means me and Ray are on the hook

with some bad people, and...

and you just got to stay
the hell away from me, okay?

I love you. You love me. I know you do.

Dante.

Well, here it is.

Wow.

You think she'll like it?

- I think she'll love it.
- I hope so.

Well, if she doesn't,
you can bring it back,

and we'll find something she does like.

Or just bring her. It'll make it easier.

Great idea. Thank you.

Can I get you a bag and a receipt?

No, that's all right.

- I didn't catch your name.
- Kat.

I'm Arlo.

Nice to meet you, Arlo.

Lucky girl.

Let me buzz you out.

So, Arlo's real name is Mamat Wan.

B.S. in Computer Science from USC.

Interesting career choice.

This... This is unbelievable.

The little prick lives with his parents.

We got him.

So, we need a plan.

Would you please get off your phone

and tell us how things
are going at work?

- It's going good, Ibu.
- Yeah?

Actually, it's going great.

How can zeros and ones be exciting?

You know, I never understand

when you talk about your work.

Do you?

Programming is
meticulously laying out code,

basically creating instructions

that tell your program
exactly what to do.

But sometimes,

no matter how clear and emphatic
you thought you were,

your program...
well, it just won't comply.

But last night, I had a breakthrough.

I know exactly how to get my program

to do what I want it to do.

It's happening today.

Hm. That's my smart boy.

I left your laundry
on your bed, sweetie.

Thanks, Mom.

Blood.

Clear!

Clear!

Primary crime scene.

She was killed here
and then dropped at the church.

We're at the home of Holly Gero.

I think we found our killer.

All right, thanks.

Yo, we got a hit.

According to Holly Gero's
bank statements,

Holly paid for all of Eve's surgeries.

Her breast implants,
lip augmentation, vaginoplasty...

all of it.

So they were gonna stay together?

Then, oops, Eve decides

that she's not into Holly anymore.

- So, is Holly on the run?
- Nope.

She's at the Vandermore on Miracle Mile.

According to her credit card,

she just ordered her
third bottle of champagne

five minutes ago.

That's my Mamat.

Such a kind heart.

- Right?
- Mm.

- Right?
- Right.

- Yeah, you...
- Yeah, he's a good guy.

You... You dropped your wallet
in the street.

- I...
- He's so forgetful, this guy.

That's what I do. And in the wallet

was all the cash that we had to pay...

- For our wedding venue.
- ...for our venue.

- See, we're engaged!
- We're gonna get married.

- Yes!
- It's close.

- And, uh, Mamat found the wallet...
- Mm-hmm. Yeah.

...and in it was my business card,

and so he sent the wallet
back to my... my office.

Our Mamat? Really?

- Yeah, yes.
- Yeah.

And, um, all the cash was accounted for.

He sent it to your job?

- Yes, he did.
- Where do you work?

- Uh, you work in, um...
- I work in...

- A nightclub?
- In construction.

Nightclub construction.

- He does construction for nightclubs...
- Construction for nightclubs.

Specifically.

- Anyway, so...
- Yes.

H-He came, he dropped it off...

- Mm-hmm.
- The... The wallet.

And then your assistant wrote down

the... his phone number the wrong way,

- because we actually need to call him...
- Wrote it down wrong.

...and thank him personally.

- Well, this is my Mamat.
- Wow.

- Isn't he a handsome boy?
- Oh, look at him!

- Face of an angel.
- Look at that.

He's so... sweet-looking.

- He makes us proud every day.
- Such a good boy.

- You know what I would love?
- His phone number?

I would love his phone number.

- Yeah, that would be just great.
- Because then we could say to him,

"Thank you."

Oh, yeah, he'd be happy
to hear from you.

Great.

- Great, you want to...
- Yeah!

- 310...
- 310...

- ...158-6755.
- Mm-hmm.

- Great.
- Yeah.

Can I just take a photo really quick?

Oh, great.

He will get a kick
out of me finding him now.

- Yeah.
- It'll make him laugh.

- Aw, look at you.
- That's great.

- Mamat, how you doing?
- Proud of you, baby.

There we go.

Got it!

- Yeah.
- Oh, look at that.

You guys are just...

- We should... Should we?
- This was... We should go. Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Thank you so much.

Okay, thank you.

- Bye-bye.
- Come on, wife to be.

Such a nice couple.

Back there.

Clear.

Clear.

Outside.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey! Whoa.

Stay back!

Holly Gero, we're with the LAPD.

Could... Could you step down, please?

We were supposed to get married.

Cheers.

- No, no, please don't... Please!
- No!

Please don't do that. Do not do that.

She was all I had!

She's gone!

I'm alone.

Hey, hey.

I'm no good at being
by myself, either, okay?

- Don't come any closer.
- Hey...

My wife almost died once.

Look, I understand, all right?

To have someone that you love,

and then to have them taken away,

how are you supposed to go on

if all you have left is you?

I get it.

I loved him.

And I loved her.

Hey.

You don't have to be alone, Holly.

And I won't be.

She's waiting for me.

No! No! No! No!

Hey, it's Mamat.

Can I call you back? I'm a little busy.

Mamat! Hey, it's Syd.

This is my personal number.
How'd you get it?

I have a knack for finding people.

Your parents, they say hello.

You should have kept
my parents out of this.

You know, you have
a couple of hours left

on your scavenger hunt.
You might want to use them.

No more games. This ends now.

Or Mommy and Daddy find out about Arlo

and how their little boy took his
Bachelor's Degree in Computer Science

and became a drug-dealing killer.

Okay, let's meet. I'm on the promenade.

What?

I understand.

I understand why you didn't
tell me about Michelle.

But I wish you had,

because then I could have told you

that no matter what happens to her,

that you would never be alone.

'Cause you're part of the Baines family.

Thank you. That's...

I'm not playing.

What is this?

If something happens to me or Faith,

we want you to share custody
of the kids with her sister.

For real?

Wait, there's like four names on here.

Well, I have brothers.

So you're kind of like fifth
to get the prize.

- So I'm like designated survivor?
- Exactly.

Hey.

Thanks. I...

- I didn't know.
- Now you know.

And if something ever happens
to my brothers...

you're up.

It's over, Arlo.

You lose.

It's not over until I say it's over.

You have exactly one move left.

Cut a deal.

You know, Knox has
a real hard-on for you.

Word came down that he wants me
to make you a deal to join us.

Apparently, he thinks
you have the tenacity

and skill set that we need,

not to mention
the access to information.

I know Arlo's backup. I don't see him.

He wouldn't come alone.

Am I supposed to be flattered by this?

For what it's worth,

I think you're a pain in the ass,

and you're ruining my fun.

Your parents sleeping
in their bed tonight...

that's a courtesy I've extended to you,

but one call from me,
and they're in a booking cell.

We need to get up there.

I thought you were gonna stay with Syd.

Something feels off.

Call off this hit and come quietly.

Detective, you burned down a club.

You stole my fentanyl.

You're not one of the good guys.

That's what I hate about cops.

They're liars.

You and I do the same thing.

We steal, kill...

but you guys never own up to it.

The hypocrisy!

That's what gets me.

Let's hit the rooftops, okay?

- Split up?
- All right.

You're taking this too personally.

This isn't about you. I want Knox.

You tell me how to get to him,
this goes a lot better...

Nobody gets to Knox.

- Fine.
- That's how it works.

Okay, let's... let's try this.

You tell me who you answer to.
Let's start there.

Don't move!

Put it down now.

Move.

You said to come alone, but I
guess neither of us did that.

You're out of moves, Arlo.

I win.

Oh, good.

She's a little late, but this will do.

Kat! Hey, Kat!

Hey again! Is this the lucky lady?

Did it fit okay?

It was perfect.

You should answer.

Shut your mouth.

It's about your son.

What did you say? Huh?

It's about your son.

What are you doing, Dante?

I just want to introduce you to Syd.

- Syd?
- Oh, come on, Syd.

You're not the only one
who can find people.

This is even better than I thought.

You don't know Kat?

Oh!

Someone call for help!

Somebody call 911!

Hey!

I will tell them you did as directed.

He'll be fine.

What the hell did you just do?

They have my son.
I didn't have a choice.

- Where are you?
- I'm gonna go get him.

Sorry, Perez.

Yikes, that's a gusher!

See, I told you someone would get hurt.

Now you can't chase me
and save her, can you?

- Help me, Syd! Please help me!
- I got you!

Get out of the way!

Move!

I got you. You're okay.

- I don't want to die.
- You're not gonna die.

You're not gonna die.

Syd!

- What the hell happened?
- Dante, he's gone!

I thought you said we could trust him!

Syd!

You're okay, we got you.

- She knows you?
- I... I guess?

But I don't know her.

She knew my name, like she knew me.

She was Arlo's target all along.

And you've never met
this Katherine Miller ever?

I have never seen this woman in my life.

And what... what the hell with Dante?

I know. I'm gonna deal with him.

- How could you just get let him go?
- I didn't! They have his son!

What was I supposed to do?

Whatever it is that you feel
like you owe him,

that doesn't apply to me.

As far as I'm concerned, Dante
is just as dirty as his brother.

- Syd, that's...
- Don't.

We're still short.

I'm working on it, Ray.

Those guys who protected you in jail

aren't gonna take "I'm working
on it" for an answer.

Why don't you pull
another job with Nancy?

You kept her clean. She owes you.

No.

It's either that,
or we're doing it my way.

As long as we leave her out of it.

If she wanted to stay out of it,
she wouldn't be calling.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey.
What happened?

What? Okay.

All right, I'm... I'll be right there.

- Okay.
- What?

- Get the money. We got to go.
- Jesus Christ.

Take it! Just take it!

Uh, look, somebody called me.

My daughter has been shot.

Dad! I'll be right with you.

I'm okay. I haven't been shot.

- This isn't my blood.
- No, no.

Not you, Syd.

Um, can somebody tell me where she is?

I'm looking for Katherine Vaughn Miller!

Kat is your daughter?

I'm looking for my daughter!

I'm looking for my daughter!

Can somebody help me, please?

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