All language subtitles for HUMAN TARGET - S02 E02 - The Wifes Tale (1080p - DCU Web-DL)

One, two, three, go.

♪ My baby don't mess around ♪

♪ Because she loves me
so and this I know for sure ♪

♪ But does she really wanna ♪

♪ But can't stand to see
me walk out the door ♪

(Daniel) 'I'm not playing
games here. Don't threaten me.'

I'm not afraid of you people.

I know what this
is really worth.

How much longer
is this gonna take?

I'm trying to conduct
business here.

I just gotta get a part
out of the van, Mr. Brooks.

We'll be all set.

♪ 'Cause we don't know how ♪

[cell phone beeps]

(Donnelly) 'You
take care of it?'

Not yet.

Listen, are you sure
about this target?

[Donnelly laughs]

'You're the only
guy in the business'

'who asks these
kinds of questions.'

'Brooks got himself
into this mess.'

'That's all you need to know.'

'Don't call me
again till it's done.'

[gun clicks]

[instrumental music]

(Daniel) 'So don't
threaten me. I'm not..'

♪ Shake it shake it ♪

♪ Sh-shake it like
a polaroid picture ♪

[gunshot]

Yoga crap again, huh?

I told you, it's Tai Chi.

There's a guy on the phone

says he's an old
friend of yours Donnelly.

Yeah.

So when was the last
time you been in there?

About seven years ago.
Things haven't changed much.

Same charming clientele, huh?

That's pretty safe to say.

Ain't nothing safe
about that place.

Are you worried about me?

I'm just saying, that
place, those people

that's part of your past.

Don't you think it's
better you kept it there?

Oh, it's just a conversation.

So who's this Donnelly guy?

- Just a guy.
- Yeah, but a bad guy, right?

See, 'cause that's a bad-guy bar

so he must be a bad guy.

Are you coming?
It's your last chance.

Hell no.

I hate bad guys.

[rock music]

♪ Whatever you want ♪

♪ Whatever you need ♪

♪ If you want me ♪

A-ha.

You don't write. You don't call.

Way to make an old
buddy feel forgotten.

I haven't forgotten anything.

So, what's so important that
I gotta be here right away?

(Donnelly) 'This
just came down.'

'It's got a lot of heat on it.'

You know I don't do that
kind of work anymore.

It's not that side
of the job, Chance.

They already hired
somebody to do the hit

and he's the best
in the business.

You, seven years ago.

[music continues]

Why are you giving me this?

I knew you'd be
interested, that's all.

Might wanna fix it.

If you can't save
her, nobody can.

Tell me everything
you know about this job.

You know I can't
give you anything else.

I'd be a dead man,
if I'm not already.

The only thing I can say is

it goes down soon, real soon.

You torch the place, I hope?

We're taking the
case, starting right now.

(Winston) 'Okay,
what are the details?'

I don't know.

(Winston) 'Then why
is she being targeted?'

(Christopher) 'I don't know.'

Okay, so you wanna tell me
why we're taking this case?

Seven years ago..

I killed her husband.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

(Winston) 'When I
scan in this photo'

we should be
able to get a full ID.

Oh.

Any idea how one
would scan a photo

into this fancy,
expensive computer

that Ilsa bought us?

Look at this thing.

I wonder if there's a
manual for the manual.

[computer beeping]

(Christopher) 'Alright,
two hits called in'

one on each spouse,
seven years apart.

They got to be connected.
We just gotta figure out how.

Yeah, well, it would
be helpful to know

'who hired you back then.'

I got my assignments from
Donnelly or the old man.

I never knew who
ordered the hits.

I just made sure that the
target was in the game.

I didn't have any details
on their personal lives.

I didn't even know
this guy was married.

Rebecca Brooks, age 35.

Renowned economics professor

at Northern Cal university.

Husband, Daniel,
also Northern Cal.

- 'Economics professor.'
- Economics?

Not exactly a
life-threatening career choice.

She's got a few of these
social-networking accounts

'a couple dating services.'

Ugh, not for me.

I get my dates the
old-fashioned way.

(Guerrero) 'Pay for it?'

Church.

Who's the dude?

You're drunk.

You're not wearing your glasses.

They fell into a meat grinder.

New pair won't be
ready until tomorrow.

So I got your message.

Where'd the new case come from?

Donnelly brought it in.

Donnelly?

What's his angle?

Well, he claims he's
trying to save the woman

but he won't give up
who called in the hit.

I think you might have
to lean on him a little bit.

Alright.

'Hey, profile says
she's got a date today'

at the Berkeley
diner, 12:00 noon.

If we could find this this
easily, so can an assassin.

Alright, I'm gonna go to
the diner, get there early,

pretend to be her
date, get her out of there

and try to explain
what's going on.

I will quarterback from the van.

Chance, I know this
is important to you

'but I don't trust Donnelly'

so don't do anything crazy.

Who, me?

What about me?

Obviously I can't drive
the Eldo in this condition.

Who's gonna take me to Donnelly?

[instrumental music]

I dig your car, by the way.

Cadillacs are so rock and roll.

I'll forget more about Cadillacs

when I go to sleep tonight
than you'll ever know

in your entire life.

Relax.

So where am I taking you

the dentist,
pottery class, what?

I'm going to see a broker.

- What, like a stockbroker?
- Like an assassination broker.

A go-between for hit men

and people who
want somebody dead.

'He's in Drake's Bar,
820 Geary Street.'

Yeah?

Yes, it is.

You are not going in.

'You're not ready.'

Are you serious? I'm not ready?

I have been hustling
on the streets...

Look, I don't wanna hear
your bad-girl resume, okay?

You're not going
in 'cause you're JV.

The guys in there are varsity.

'Eyes on the road.'

[tires squeal]

Mrs. Pucci.

Mr. Winston, I'm
glad I caught you.

I was reviewing
the company books

and there's a few things
I'd like to discuss with you.

Walk with me to my office.

Um, I thought you were gonna
be in Hong Kong for a week.

Yes, I was. It went
better than expected.

So here I am. Let's
take advantage.

Now, firstly, how's
the new equipment?

Good. Complex, but..

Yes, I wasn't sure
about weapons.

I figured I'd let you order them

and then I'll reimburse you.

I've got a catalog
from a friend in Israel.

You don't see any
need for a tank, do you?

Not immediately.

Listen, could we
talk about this later?

I'm just headin' out.

Oh, on a job?

Yeah, I'll be back soon.
I won't be gone long.

Oh, well, fabulous.
Well, I'll come with you.

What better way to learn
about how you operate

than on-the-job training?

Um, Mrs. Pucci

I'd be more than happy
to walk you through

our organization
some other time.

But right now we're
on assignment.

Lives are at stake.

Yes, I understand perfectly
well what the stakes are

when we are on a job.

Now, tell me, where
are you going?

To run surveillance for Chance.

Listen, what happened to
all that absentee-owner jazz?

The new surveillance van
comfortably seats seven.

You won't even know I'm there.

Mrs. Pucci, these jobs we go on

can get more
than a little messy.

You've been
through a lot lately.

Are you sure you can handle
something like this right now?

Luckily, I'm an
employer that appreciates

her staff's unfiltered opinions.

So thanks for that.

And in answer to your question

yes, I'm quite sure
I can handle this.

Come along.

[upbeat music]

(Christopher) 'I'm on scene.'

I got eyes on Rebecca.
She's still solo.

You got that information yet?

Here's the profile he sent her.

The date's name is Kevin Heller.

He's a doctor at Marin
General, six feet tall, dark hair.

Chance looks
nothing like that man.

How's he gonna pull this off?

Is that Ilsa?

Yes, the boss is back in town

wanted to join us
and see how we work.

'Let's keep that
in mind, shall we?'

"Rebecca Brooks."

Why is someone
trying to kill her?

Don't know yet.

(Ilsa) 'She's wearing a
wedding ring in this photo.'

But she's on a blind date.

Is she divorced?

As a matter of fact

her husband was
murdered several years ago.

Oh, I see.

(Winston) 'Stay
focused, Chance.'

We gotta get her out
of there, remember?

(Christopher) Rebecca?

Hi, I'm Kevin.

You are?

Yeah, that online photo

it's from a while ago.

It's when I used to dye my hair.

[Rebecca laughs]

I hope you're not disappointed.

No, no, not at all.

Good, this is kinda new to me

this internet dating.

Oh, God, I know.

This is my first time, actually.

Really? Me too.

Alright, come on, come
on, come on, come on.

(Christopher) Kind of a crazy
thing, I have this doctor friend

he said he got
food poisoning here.

Obviously I probably
shouldn't have recommended

the place, so..

I recommended it.

(Christopher) 'Oh, yes..'

but I agreed with you, so..

I was wondering if you're
into going to some other place

'maybe Theodore's
up in North Berkeley?'

- Uh..
- 'Rebecca?'

I'm Kevin.

If you're Kevin, who are you?

Look, I'm sorry.

'I saw your profile.'

I really wanted
to meet you, so..

Uh, what's going on?

(Rebecca) 'I-I..'

It's all too weird for me.

I think I'm just gonna go.

Nice to almost meet you.

Winston, we got our guy.

- He's the assassin?
- Where's he headed?

Wait, Rebecca.

Don't take one more
step towards me

or I will call the cops.

You're in danger. Listen to me.

'Stay away from me.'

[instrumental music]

[tires squeal]

Get in! Get in now!

[gunfire]

What is happening? Who are you?

I'm saving your life.

[engine revving]

[screams]

[gunfire]

[glass shatters]

[dramatic music]

[tires screeching]

[screaming]

[glass shatters]

[gunfire]

[engine revving]

[tires squealing]

[gunshot]

[tires screeching]

Internet dating..

It's crazy, huh?

[horn honking]

(Christopher) 'Give us
a second, Mrs. Brooks.'

So is there any ID
on the assassin?

No, there was no trace of him

by the time we reached
the parking garage.

Why is she in there alone?

I was just in there.

Mrs. Brooks, my
name's Ilsa Pucci.

I just wanted to see
how you were doing.

How-how am I
doing? I'm freaking out.

What-what is this place?

I don't know what is going on

and somebody
just tried to kill me.

I know, and you must feel

very frightened right now.

You have no idea how I feel!

Very recently,
Mr. Chance and his team

helped protect me
after my husband died.

I saw them work.

It's why I'm financing
this company.

'These men..'

'...they saved my life.'

His name's Christopher Chance.

And you can trust him.

(Rebecca) 'I still don't understand
exactly what's going on here'

'but I-I suppose I
owe you a thank-you.'

Well, you can thank us when
you're out of danger for good.

(Winston) 'Mrs. Brooks, we believe
that the attempt on your life today'

is directly connected with
your husband's murder.

I don't understand.

My-my husband was
killed in a robbery.

(Winston) 'I'm afraid
that's not what we think.'

Can you think of any reason

why someone would have
targeted your husband?

"Targeted"?

No, of course not.

M-my husband was
an economics professor.

What was he working
on when he was killed?

Oh..

Um..

We share the same
pretty obscure specialty.

Predictive Economics
and, um, his last project

'was a fairly minor theory.'

He loved baseball, and
he was working on a formula

to predict, uh, price
changes for ballpark tickets.

I mean, it was certainly
nothing to kill for.

'He didn't even finish it.'

You still have a copy of it?

No.

But I-I just applied for
a grant to complete it

to finish it in his memory.

That's what set this in motion.

Somebody found out you're
going to finish this paper.

Where are your husband's
papers now, Mrs. Brooks?

All Daniel's work is kept
at the university archives.

I was gonna take
it out this week.

Well, we've got to
get them out now.

There's something in
that theory worth killing for.

[rock music]

(Guerrero) 'Donnelly,
dude, how are you?'

Still drinking in the middle
of the afternoon, I see.

You know what? Good for you.

Liver's pickled anyway, right?

I told Chance everything I know.

Yeah, I heard that.

Real bro move of you,
too. Thanks for that.

No problem.

Sure you didn't forget anything?

Positive.

Okay.

Good enough for me.

So I hear you're interested
in switching teams, then, huh?

'Coming over to
work for Chance?'

Guerrero, don't do this.

If I say anything else,
I'm dead, and you know it.

The way I see it, dude

it's either you or
Rebecca Brooks.

She's cuter.

Tell me who ordered the hit now

or I'll tell everybody
in this bar

you're playing both sides.

Then I go over to your
daughter's apartment.

She's still over
on Ellis, right?

How long did you
expect me to sit out there?

Who the hell are you?

I told you to wait in the car.

I'm not your dog.
I'm your girlfriend.

Now, uh, go get me a cocktail

introduce me to your
friend, and, uh, start acting

like you're the
luckiest guy in this bar.

Leave... now.

I guess my mother
was right about you.

[car horn honking]

I was just about
to get the info.

I figured whoever
he's been talking to

has got to be in his
recent calls, right?

We could just do a
reverse search on the list

ID the contact.

Let's be clear about something.

I was just about to get him

to tell me the
name of his contact

which, by definition,
would have been faster.

Maybe, but, uh, I just
got the guy's number.

I'm just saying that..

Drive.

[engine turns over]

(Christopher) 'We're at the
university, Winston, heading in now.'

[computer beeping]

Alright. Working on the feed.

Stand by.

How are you able to have access

to the university
security feeds?

You hack in.

Well, I assume that's illegal.

That an issue?

Halls are clear to the archives.

- Restricted access?
- Because of the archives.

- Damn it.
- What.

(Rebecca) 'It's just the
clerk on duty, Harrison'

he's very nice, but he
tends to be incredibly chatty.

He's been asking me
out since Daniel died.

We don't have much
time for small talk.

Maybe I should just go
in and talk to him and..

No, no, no. It'll-it'll be fine.

[door buzzes]

- Hi.
- Professor Brooks.

Hi. Hello.

Um, I haven't
seen you in a while.

Harrison, I-I was wondering
if you could get me

the bin number
for Daniel's papers.

Yeah. Can do.

Uh..

It seems Professor Brooks

had his papers
shipped out July 9, 2003.

That's right before he died.

Where'd he ship them to?

Oh, I'm-I'm sorry.

I can't give that
information out

without written approval.

- Harrison, listen to me...
- Rebecca..

Let me just have a
word with Harrison.

So, Harrison

I'm not really a
friend of Mrs. Brooks.

I'm actually an
insurance adjuster.

I'm here to settle some
of her husband's affairs.

Now, she told me
you guys were close.

So I was thinking maybe
you could help her out.

Just give us that address.

Um..

She said we were close?

'Don't tell anyone.'

8564 Belvedere Road, Tiburon.

That's a family
home outside the city

where we used to spend
weekends before Daniel died.

That's where he was killed.

We got a name off
Donnelly. Some lawyer.

We're heading his way now.

Lawyer, huh? What firm?

(Guerrero) 'Bergman-Fox.'

Oh, not a firm, it's
an investment bank.

Small and very private.

It's gotta be the same
people that hired Chance

to kill Rebecca's husband.

Chance killed her husband?

'That's why we're
involved in this case?'

And she has no idea?

Winston, I told her
she could trust him.

She can.

Protecting her
life is the only thing

that matters to him right now.

Winston.

Chance, he's
headed right for you.

- Wait.
- 'He's around the corner.'

(Christopher) 'Get down.'

[glass shatters]

[screaming]

Harrison, get down!

[gunshot]

[intense music]

[gasping]

- 'Where is he?'
- 'He's right on your tail.'

You gotta get him off
you. He's way too close.

Where am I? What's around me?

'What can I use?'

End of the hall

your left, there's a chem lab.

Okay.

You guys should probably
get out of here. Now!

Grab this
extinguisher, right there.

[indistinct yelling]

[indistinct shouting]

[grunts]

(Christopher) 'Come on.'

[indistinct chatter ]

(police officer ♪1) 'He
came down this way.'

(Winston) 'Okay,
okay, keep moving.'

Keep moving.

Last door on your
right is an exit.

Hold it. Stop.

Stop.

Come on, we gotta try
and sneak past them.

- You okay?
- Not really.

Hey, listen, you were
amazing up there.

All we gotta do is
get through this door

and we're in the car, okay?

(Rebecca) 'Seeing that man..'

Knowing he could be the
one who killed my husband..

[sobbing]

Maybe you're right.
Maybe I can't handle this.

[instrumental music]

You have to believe me.

I don't know anything
about any hit man

or this "books" woman
you keep mentioning.

- Brooks.
- What?

Her name is Brooks,
Rebecca Brooks.

- Did I tell him "books"?
- I don't think so.

Is that a common stall tactic

pretending like they
were told a different name?

It happens occasionally.

Go get my tackle
box out of the car.

It's in the exceptionally
roomy trunk.

- Tackle box?
- 'Yeah.'

This is-this is crazy!

I don't know anything!

I am a lawyer at
an investment bank

for God sakes!

A lawyer and an
investment banker?

Wow.

I'm really gonna enjoy this.

Have any allergies I
should know about?

Okay, okay.

Look..

[groans]

All I know is that
this, uh-this woman..

- Mrs. Brooks.
- Yeah, yeah.

Her husband was
blackmailing the firm.

What did he have on them?

'What's it got to
do with his wife?'

I don't know.

All I was told is that
she'd be dealt with.

Okay.

(Ames) 'Are you
stupid or something?'

Seriously, are you one of
those guys from Harvard

who can't tie his own shoes?

Do you have any
idea who this man is?

What Jay-Z is to rap

what Louis Vuitton is to luggage

he is to torturing the
truth out of people.

(Guerrero) 'You done?'

You might wanna save
the speeches for Malcolm X.

Okay.

We'll find out what he knows

if you go get my
stuff out of the car.

[glass cracks]

[gunfire]

[grunts]

Damn it.

A simple thank-you
would suffice.

What do you mean
somebody shot him? Who?

(Guerrero) 'Don't know, dude.'

The only thing we got is
that the woman's husband

was blackmailing the bank
where the lawyer worked.

Whoever popped the lawyer
sure did have some good timing.

A little too good,
if you ask me.

Alright, call me if
you get anything else.

What's happened?

The lawyer's dead.

I don't understand.
What does that mean?

- Where are you going?
- To find him.

Chance is in trouble.

I gotta figure out
what's going on.

Yes, but it's his
trouble, isn't it?

Let's be honest
here, Mr. Winston.

Isn't that why he's
involved in the first place?

Because of what he did to her

to her husband, to all of them?

With all due respect, Mrs. Pucci

but you knew about Chance's past

when you decided
to work with us.

I told you these
things get messy.

And not just the logistics,
but that's how it is.

That's how it is for
Chance, for me, for all of us.

And you're right.

His past is the reason
why he's on this case.

It's also the reason why he'd
gladly let himself get killed

to protect Mrs. Brooks,
but I can't let that happen.

Understand?

When this is over,
you'll have to tell her.

And if you don't, I will.

Hey, let me tell you something.

When this is over, if
Chance is even alive..

He'll tell her.

[engine revving]

[Rebecca sighs]

Daniel's grandfather
built this house.

Listen, I know this is tough

but the sooner
we can get in there

and find whatever it was

your husband was working on

the sooner you can
put whatever it was

that happened to
you behind you..

For good.

[switch clicks]

'Do you know if he has'
a separate filing cabinet?

'Rebecca, I need you to
focus. I need your help here.'

Whoever this assassin is

he's probably on his way here.

Here?

But you..

How do you know that?

'Cause it's what I would do.

In this business, it pays to
assume whoever's after you

is at least as smart as you are.

There's an attic here.

Is it sealed?

I don't-I don't think so.

Let's check it out.

I-I don't ever rember
being up here.

- What's your birthday?
- August 3rd. Why?

[keypad beeping]

[instrumental music]

A gun?

[cocks gun]

Why-why would he have a gun?

Mrs. Pucci, I'm a nice man

but everyone has
a breaking point

and you're about to see mine.

Mr. Winston, as the
owner of this agency

I'm just as responsible
for Mr. Chance's actions

as he is.

So I suggest you start driving

especially if he's in as
much danger as you say he is.

What are you waiting for?

I swear, if you weren't
my boss, I'd shoot you.

[engine turns over]

It's-it's remarkable.

It-it turns out Daniel's theory

can be applied to
stock-market behavior.

It basically decodes

how-how you could
manipulate the system.

It's astonish..

Stay calm.

[dramatic music]

There's a storm
door by the stairs.

We can get out that way.

'Storm door, how do you..'

How do you know
about the storm door?

Because I saw it on the way in.

Rebecca, we've got
to get out of here now.

You don't understand
the kind of man

who is trying to kill you.

[gun cocks]

And you do, Mr. Chance?

How do you know so
much about this house?

The storm door
and-and the attic?

About all of it, me and Daniel

and how all these
pieces fit together?

It's my job.

The storm door..

Is how the police said

whoever killed
Daniel got in here.

Rebecca, listen to me..

Do you know who's
trying to kill me?

Do you know who
killed my husband?

Answer me!

I killed your husband.

You what?

Rebecca, I have no idea
how you must be feeling

but right now I am the only
person who can protect you.

[gunshot]

[grunts]

You, you killed Daniel.

There is an assassin
in this house.

I can protect you.

I should kill you right
now for what you did!

[glass shattering]

Rebecca, listen!

[breathing heavily]

Come on, Chance, answer
your phone. Answer your..

[horn honking]

Careful! It won't help anyone

if we don't make it there alive.

Fine. Drive how you like.

[panting]

I knew this case would come
back and bite him in the ass.

'I knew it would. That's
why I told him not to take it.'

But he didn't listen.

He never listens,
kind of like you

except at least he can fight.

I just hope we ain't too late.

Are you really that
worried about him?

Your damn right I'm
worried about him!

He ain't thinkin' straight.

He hasn't been thinking straight

this whole case.

- What do you mean?
- 'I mean..'

Yes, he's done a lot of
terrible things in his past.

I'm not gonna argue that point.

But he's also the guy

who's trying to
make everything right.

And that makes him vulnerable

to all the bad guys out there

'who think they
can exploit' that.

I suppose redemption
comes at a price.

Yeah.

[dramatic music]

[muffled grunting]

[both grunting]

[clattering]

[grunting]

[groans]

[gun cocks]

[screaming]

Rebecca..

[gun cocks]

You killed Daniel.

You deserve to die.

You're right.

I do.

'Go ahead.'

'Just pull the trigger.'

No one will blame
you, least of all me.

(Donnelly) 'Don't be
so hard on yourself.'

Rebecca, don't!

'I gotta hand it
to you, Chance.'

A part of me was
wondering whether or not

you'd even be
able to pull it off.

Protecting her from that monster

'still finding the
husband's theory.'

Who the hell are you?

I'm the man who hired
him to kill your husband.

'It wasn't anything
personal, mind you.'

'It's just business.'

Like me killing you both now

it's just business.

When I saw how much
someone was offering for the hit

I figured that theory
would provide me

with a nice retirement.

That's what all this is about?

About money?

(Donnelly) 'Almost always is.'

Except for our
friend Chance here.

'This guy's got a conscience.'

I always tried to tell him
that was bad for business

but he never listened.

I'm sorry for what I did.

'I know it doesn't
matter now, but..'

I'm sorry.

[gun cocks]

[gunshot]

[gasps]

[splashes]

I told you, I hate bad guys.

[instrumental music]

Hey dude.

What's this?

It's what we pulled off

the dead lawyer's computer.

It's the full story on
Daniel Brooks. The, uh..

The guy had been
blackmailing the bank for years

had a secret account with
millions in the Caymans.

He was planning
on making a run for it

wasn't really the
settle-down type.

Did someone tell you to speak?

[scoffs] Okay, you know what?

Enough of the whole
Don Corleone thing.

I'm the one who
got the lawyer's info

off Donnelly, remember?

All I'm saying is I
demand some respect.

Demand?

Okay, may-maybe not demand..

Suggest... strongly.

Nice work, Ames. Thanks.

My pleasure.

Let's go.

Where?

Okay.

- She has no idea.
- Who?

Rebecca.

About who her
husband really was.

That doesn't forgive
me for what I did.

Not to him, not to anyone else.

(Winston) Well, the assassin
that Chance took out yesterday

is now in police custody

but he was just a hired gun.

The lawyer at the investment
bank was his only contact.

Unfortunately,
Donnelly killed him

'before we had a chance
to get enough information.'

Tracing things back to
anyone else at the firm

at this point is
highly unlikely.

The formula your husband created

'it's very, very
valuable information'

if it's in the right hands.

It will be.

I gave it to a reporter I know

at the National
Business Journal.

Daniel would have been thrilled

to see his work published.

Well, you did the right thing.

I'm glad we could help you.

I have to ask you, Mrs.
Pucci, how do you do it?

Do what?

Work with him.

'Be in the same room as him.'

[sighs] Rebecca..

I think I understand how hard

these last few days
have been for you.

I know the pain of
losing someone you love.

I guess all I can say is..

I hope you find the strength

to move past all the hurt

and the anger
that comes with it.

And I hope I do, too.

Mr. Chance..

My husband was a good man..

An innocent man.

'Do you think that saving me
makes up for what you did?'

'Is that it?'

Well, it doesn't.

[instrumental music]

Why didn't you
tell her the truth

'about her husband?'

She doesn't need to hear it.

Well, maybe she does.

That's not what I'm here for.

I'm here to protect her.
That's what she need.

That's what I do.

[rock music]

Do you wanna tell
me why we're here?

Nope.

Sorry, Guerrero,
bring-your-daughter-to-drink day

'isn't until next month.'

Nice one, bro. Real zinger.

Reminds me of the joke I
know about your brother.

Carl, right?

Drives that green hatchback.

The punch line is
he drives off a bridge.

- You wanna hear it?
- What do you want?

Club soda.

- And, uh..
- And what?

And I can't believe
I'm doing this.

Open up a tab for her.

Stop smiling.

[instrumental music]

Expense reports.

How is he okay with it?

With what?

All of it.

He's not. None of us are.

That's why we try to make
things right when we can..

If we can.

[phone ringing]

Somebody gonna answer that?

[ringing continues]

Hello?

(man on telephone) 'I
got your agency's number'

'from a friend.'

'I think someone's
trying to kill me.'

'Hello? Hello?'

Yes, I think we can help.

[instrumental music]

[theme music]