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[arrows whooshing]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music continues]

[Mia] We just got here, come on.

-Johnny! -No, I wanna go back.

-[Chloe] Hey. -[car door slams]

What's wrong, kiddo?

-We forgot Roscoe. -It's okay, honey.

-I'll get you a new stuffy. -Promise?

Pinky promise. I'll be back soon, okay?

Okay.

-Ah, there you are. -[children] Aunt Rosie!

[Rosetta] Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi. Okay, get in there.

[Mia] Okay.

[Rosetta] You've got this. Everything's gonna be fine.

[dramatic music]

[sighs]

[phone line trilling]

[phone line trilling]

[Tim] You've reached Agent Tim Gallano.

Leave your information after the beep.

[phone beeps]

Hi, it's me again.

I'll wait another fifteen minutes and then I'm gone.

I did my part.

Please do yours.

-[phone clicks] -[bells jingle]

[door thuds]

-[gentle music] -[footsteps clomping]

[door thuds]

-[gravel crunching] -[dramatic music]

Fuck!

Oh, shit.

[truck doors slam]

It's over.

Out of the car!

[sighs]

[dramatic music continues]

[window thuds]

What, you think we wouldn't find you?

You can't run, Chloe.

We got people everywhere.

Even feds.

Hey. Everything okay here, sir?

Oh, we're fine. Thanks, buddy.

Just a little car trouble.

Well, I can help if you like.

Got some tools in the shed.

Uh, that won't be necessary.

It's all under control.

Okay, thanks.

Ma'am? What's, uh...

What's going on?

[gun fires]

[body thuds]

Happy?

Fun's over!

Let's go.

[whispers] Vinny, please.

[glass shatters]

[dramatic music]

[Chloe groans]

[head thuds]

[head thuds]

-God damn it! -Get her legs!

Hey, Donny.

We got her.

[truck door thuds]

[gravel crunching]

[people chattering]

[door slams]

[people chattering]

[Ocean] Just go with the flow. It'll be a perfect trip.

[Carl] All right, no sweat. Ah, maybe we take that

dirt road back there.

[Ocean] Yeah, that must be it. And we'll find a beautiful spot.

[Ocean] Oh god, here he comes.

Okay, then let's go.

Come on.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[country music plays faintly]

Find everything you need?

Yeah, thanks.

Does this thing work?

It does if you know how to use it.

Now you need a PhD to figure it out.

I doubt you have one.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Yeah, y'all have a nice day, huh.

-[door opens, closes] -Morning, Jake.

Morning.

-What are we looking at? -Three more.

Three more?

Coyotes gonna go extinct

if you keep bringing 'em in like this.

Well, if they stop eating my fox,

maybe I'll stop killing them.

So, more bait?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Just some gizzards and shit.

[Harold] Okay.

[door thuds]

[car engine revs]

If only that generation would go extinct, huh?

[dramatic music]

[Donny] So, what?

She was just sitting there waiting for you?

Oh yeah. Right where he said she'd be.

[Donny] Is she hurt?

Had to use a little force.

She bloodied Vinny's nose pretty good, so.

[chuckles]

[Donny] That's my girl.

[dramatic music continues]

[board thudding]

[Donny] So, what? How are my kids?

No kids, yet.

[Donny] I want you to find my kids, Mick.

I never should have got her involved in any of this.

[Mick] Comes with the territory, bro.

She seemed like she was a good one.

How were you supposed to know?

[suspenseful music]

[Donny] Just find my kids.

You do whatever it takes.

We'll find them.

-[Donny] Mick? -Yeah?

[Donny] They're my fucking kids.

You do whatever it takes.

I know.

[phone beeps]

[dramatic music continues]

-[truck door thuds] -[Chloe groans]

[body thuds]

[Chloe groans]

[horn blares]

[door thuds]

What the?

[door thuds]

[car engine revs]

Did we lose them?

Wait, stay here.

If someone comes, just say we're hunting pheasant.

-I got it. -Let's go. She's close.

[dramatic music continues]

[panting]

[panting]

[bag rustles]

[Chloe panting]

[Chloe panting]

[suspenseful music]

[panting]

[suspenseful music continues]

-[Chloe screams] -[body thuds]

[both grunting]

[suspenseful music continues]

[both screaming]

[body thuds]

[Chloe groans]

You fucking rat bitch.

[Chloe gasping]

Where are the kids, Chlo?

Tell me!

[punch thuds]

[Chloe coughing]

[Jake] I wouldn't do that if I was you.

Who the hell are you?

You need a hand?

Back off, man. I don't need...

I wasn't talking to you.

Do you need a hand?

[gun fires]

[gun fires]

[gun clicks]

[body thuds]

I'm not gonna hurt you.

What am I dealing with here?

[gun fires]

[gun fires]

I shoot, you run.

[gun clicks]

[gun fires]

[gun fires]

Shit.

[dramatic music]

Can I see that phone?

No signal. We'll get one back at my truck.

Is that where we're headed?

That's right. I'll drop you off at the Sheriff's office.

No, no police.

-No cops? -It's complicated.

Try me.

I just need to make a call, and then

I'll be out of your hair.

Okay.

[dramatic music]

-[Mick] Damn it. -[Vincent] What happened?

I heard gunshots. Mick?

Mick, what's going on? Where's Lance?

-He's dead. -What? How?

Some hunter shot him.

Hunter? Where's Chlo?

-She's with him. -[truck door thuds]

Get in the fucking truck.

[truck doors slam]

[truck engine revs]

[glasses clink]

[Donny] Here's to you, Ken.

Made some big strides in your life, hmm?

I'm proud of you.

Thank you, Donny.

How long have I known you now?

What? Twenty-five years?

-Thirty-one years now. -No.

We are not that old.

-Thirty-one? -Since I was five.

Holy shit.

Where does the time go, my friend?

That thing last month

with the Mexicans.

That was a career making move.

Yeah?

Some big-boy shit.

Yeah.

And a move like that

does not go unnoticed or unrewarded.

You'll make some big fucking money now, huh?

[Ken chuckles]

But there's going to be a lot more responsibility.

-Can you handle that? -Yes sir.

And I can trust you, right Ken?

I can trust you?

Yeah, of course, Donny. Always.

You can trust me any time.

[Donny sighs]

I wish I could believe that.

But I don't.

[Ken stammers]

[truck engine revs]

-Come on. -You get anything?

I got nothing.

What are we doing, Mick?

We should be out there looking for her.

With that jackass running around the woods?

He killed Lance.

Almost took my head off at a hundred feet.

Yeah, but it's Chloe.

And what are we supposed to tell Donny, huh?

I'll worry about Donny.

-[phone beeps] -We got a signal.

[Vincent] Go right, here.

[brakes squeal]

[Ken groans]

[Donny] Watch your eyes, Ken. The glare is terrible.

[dramatic music]

-Donny, what the? -I remember how much you

used to love swimming when you were a kid.

Please man, don't do this, man.

When you're finished with this, clean up that glass.

I do not want my kids to cut their feet, okay?

Fuck, man! It's me, man! Thirty-one years!

[imitating Ken] Come on, man! It's me, Ken.

Look at the fucking tears.

At least this guy didn't shit himself.

[phone ringing]

[Ken] Donny, come on man.

Please...[stammering]

-[phone ringing] -[Donny] Ah, ah, ah, ah! Shh.

I'm taking a call.

Ken, don't shit in my pool.

No, Donny, Donny, don't! Please!

-[Donny] Yeah, talk to me. -Wait! No! No!

[water splashes]

What do you mean you can't find her?

It's a woman and two fucking kids.

No, that sounds like excuses.

If I wanted fucking excuses, I'd have my kids here.

But I don't have my fucking kids here

because you can't find them!

[Ken groaning]

If you don't bring them back,

don't bother fucking coming back.

[phone beeps]

[phone beeps]

All right. I guess we're going in.

[both sigh]

Hey. You said he's a hunter?

[phone thuds]

[glass shatters]

[door clicks]

Hey, I got something.

What is it?

Jake Palmer.

[Mick] U.S. Marine Corps.

Shit.

Feel better about getting your ass handed to you?

Slash the tires.

I'll pull the battery.

This guy ain't going anywhere.

[dramatic music]

Son of a bitch.

Shit.

I just bought those tires.

The fellow with the neck tattoos,

is the one that shot us in the woods.

I don't recognize the other guy. Who are they?

It's Mick and Vinny.

They were sent for me.

-Sent by who? -My ex-husband.

Got another way out of here?

No. We're going to have to wait it out here.

Can you get a signal here?

We should be able to.

Okay, give me the phone.

-[phone ringing] -[Mick] What the hell?

Vinny.

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

I thought you said he was dead.

[phone beeps]

Yeah?

[Chloe] Hey, Mick.

Chloe.

[Chloe] That's right.

Jesus, Chloe. You never cease to amaze me.

-You know that? -I'm flattered.

What do you want?

Well, for starters, maybe stop trying to kill me.

Don't be so dramatic.

No one's trying to kill you.

Tell you what.

Why don't we meet up and talk about it face to face?

You know, like adults.

Sure, we can all share a cigarette like the good

old days.

Looks like Vinny's already got a head start.

Exactly.

Chloe,

we're family.

No one's going to hurt you.

-You have my word. -[Chloe] Your word.

Was Lance acting on behalf of your word back there?

[Mick] Lance.

He got a little carried away is all. It won't happen again.

We just want the kids.

Look, Mick.

I don't want this get any worse.

This guy's got guns, grenades.

He's got everything.

[Chloe] Just let us go.

We can work this out, Chloe.

I just need a deal where everyone gets something.

I don't have anything to give.

[Mick] And what do I tell Donny, huh?

Tell him I'm dead.

I fell off a fucking cliff for all I care.

You know I can't do that.

Chloe?

[Mick] You there, Chloe?

-[Mick] Chlo... -[phone beeps]

Chloe?

Just say the word.

No.

Let's go.

Where is she?

Close.

[Chloe] What's the plan? Where are we going?

[Jake] My cabin is a few miles from here.

Running out of ammo, we can load up there and

hike it back to town tomorrow.

I thought you said there was no other way?

Not by road there isn't but we'll be paddling

and taking the river.

Look, with all due respect, the roads right there.

I think I'm just gonna go back.

What? Past the armed guards that want you dead?

I think we've been shot at enough for one day. Don't you?

Besides, what am I gonna do? I'm gonna throw this at them?

Hey, you want to head back to those men and talk?

Go ahead, or you can go with me.

The choice is up to you.

You don't want to get mixed up in all of this.

I appreciate that, but I'm already mixed

up in all this.

[dramatic music]

We've got to go after her.

Come on, we're sitting ducks here.

I wasn't expecting a war today,

So let's get in there and deal with this guy.

-You heard Donny. -Get in where?

Middle of the woods? No ammo?

Try using your fucking brain for a change.

We need info and supplies.

Where the hell are we going to find that?

Harold.

[dramatic music continues]

Would you have done it?

-Done what? -Shoot them.

They were trespassing. I have every right.

So what's your deal?

Handle that rifle pretty well.

Ex-military.

Special forces or something like that?

Something like that. I need to ask you something.

Okay.

What kind of mess is this?

You said those men work for your husband?

Ex-husband.

Kind of a long story.

We got time.

-[dramatic music] -[truck door clicks]

[truck door slams]

[truck door slams]

Easy.

-[door opens] -[bells jingle]

[door closes]

How you doing, boys?

-[counter thuds] -Good, and yourself?

[Harold] Eh, closing up soon.

Not a problem.

I know you want to get home.

Can I help you find anything?

-You got any nine mil? -[Harold] Yeah, sure we do.

We'll take all of it.

All of it?

You boys must be pretty bad shots

-if you need all that. -[all chuckling]

So uh, you in town for some hunting?

Yeah. That and to see our buddy Jake.

Jake Palmer.

Jake?

Yeah, I didn't realize that man had any friends.

We served together.

Years back.

Anyway, reception's pretty terrible.

We can't get a hold of him.

He's got some land up on Fifth Line, right?

Some? Hell, he's got most of it.

Hey, you see all this here?

-That's all his. -Yeah.

This ah, house up here,

that's where that little stream comes out, right?

[Harold] Yeah.

Not too sure.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hands where I can see 'em.

I don't want any trouble, boys.

Tell us what you know and you won't have any.

I don't know what your business is

with that man,

but whatever he did, your best bet

is to go back to wherever you came from.

-I'm serious. -Just do as we say.

We walk out of here, you get to live.

[gun clicks]

[Mick] Harold?

He's got a cabin

about thirty miles up from here on Emerald Ridge.

Wilson's logging road

will get you there, but it's rough terrain.

Only one way in, one way out.

But I'm warning you,

you don't want to go up there.

Thanks, Harold.

[gun fires]

[body thuds]

Witness protection?

Full immunity.

Kids, get to stay with me,

we enter the program and start over.

That must have been a hard decision to make.

It was.

I was supposed to meet my FBI contact today

but instead of him showing up, these guys did.

I don't know who to trust anymore.

Kids are with my sister in a motel

a few miles from the gas station.

I'm going to get you back to them.

[gentle music]

Thank you.

Chloe.

Jake.

[Jake clears throat]

So, are we close Jake?

Not much further.

-[dramatic music] -Talk to me.

[Mick] We're close on her tail.

I wanna stock up before going in.

-So you lost them again? -[Mick] Bro, relax.

We know where she's headed.

We'll have this cleaned up by morning.

Forget it. I'm sending someone.

[Mick] Donny!

I said we got this.

[Donny] You don't have shit!

You're going to do as I say.

You're going to lay low. I'm not gonna take another chance

on this, you fucking idiots!

[phone line clicks]

[dramatic music continues]

-[phone beeps] -[sighs] Fuck it.

-[Zach] Donny. -Yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck, ahh.

I need to hire a...

I need to hire a consultant

because my regional managers are in

over their fucking heads.

[Zach] Do you recall my fees?

Yeah, I do. I do. I do. That's not a problem.

I need expedited delivery, though.

You still offer that service?

[Zach] Of course.

Good.

Good. I will send you the details.

[phone beeps]

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music continues]

[bag zips]

[door rolling and thudding]

This okay?

Yeah.

[phone beeping]

[phone] Frequency mode.

Here.

You said you needed to make a call.

Unregistered sat-phone.

Thanks.

Yeah.

[phone beeping]

[Chloe] Hey, Rosie.

[Rosetta] Oh my God. Chloe, are you okay?

-Where are you? -I'm fine.

Everything's okay.

-But um.. -[Rosetta] What? What? What?

What is going on?

Nothing to worry about.

I will need a little more time, though.

But I will tell you all about it tomorrow.

[Rosetta] Tomorrow? This is not a part of the plan.

I know. I'm so sorry.

I will explain everything tomorrow.

How are the kids?

[Rosetta] They're good. They're sleeping.

[Chloe] Can I speak to Mia?

[Rosetta] She's sleeping.

[Mia] Is that Mom?

-[Rosetta] Well, she was. -[Mia] Mommy!

[Rosetta] Yep. Here's Mia.

-[Mia] Mom! -Hey, honey.

You doing all right?

[Mia] You said you'll be back soon.

[Chloe] I know. I'm sorry, baby. I just...

I'm so happy to hear your voice.

What did you do today?

[Mia] I drew a panda bear.

-[Chloe] A panda bear? -[Mia] Yeah.

Johnny said he wanted one as a pet.

But I said they can't be pets.

So I drew one instead.

That's really sweet of you.

You're a great big sister, you know that?

[Mia] I know.

All right.

Well give Johnny a big hug for me,

and I'm going to see you tomorrow, okay?

[Mia] Okay.

Love you forever.

[Mia] Love you for always.

Good night, honey.

[Mia] Good night.

[phone beeps]

Hey. Everything all right?

Yeah.

Thank you.

That open?

Could be.

[door knocking]

[door clicks]

You Zach?

I'm Mick. This is Vinny.

Let's skip the pleasantries.

[door slams]

[Jake] Marine Corps and Special Forces.

Two tours in Afghanistan

and two more in Fallujah.

Hmm.

Is that why you live all the way out here

in the middle of nowhere?

Tough to adapt to civilian life

after living military life?

Pretty sharp.

-[glass thuds] -I know the type.

One more?

Yeah. I'll get it.

Is this what I think it is?

Hey. Whoa.

-Don't... -Pull the pin?

Yeah, I know.

I can't believe you actually have a grenade.

-So, you married? -No.

Never.

Girlfriend?

-Boyfriend? -No.

You don't get lonely living out here by yourself?

Sometimes.

It comes with the territory.

I can't stand living in the city.

The loud noises, all the people.

I don't do well with

people.

If that makes sense.

I need space.

I need this.

What else do you need?

I need to check the perimeter.

[sighs]

[sighs]

[glass thuds]

[machine whirrs]

[keyboard clacking]

So, you're a tech guy?

I'm not here to answer your questions.

I'm here to find the girl, acquire the kids,

and attempt to keep you twits alive.

Who the hell do you think you are...

-[hand slaps] -[Vincent groans]

I don't answer to you. Don't move.

Okay, okay.

-Just calm down. -[phone ringing]

-[Vincent grunts] -Yeah?

[Donny] Put me on speaker.

-[phone beeps] -[Donny] You all listening?

Yeah.

[Donny] Zach is in charge now.

You two had your shot and you fucked it up,

you do exactly what he says. You got it?

Got it?

-Got it. -Yeah, Donny.

[Donny] Not another fuck up.

Not one. You fuck ups.

[phone beeps]

Now that we're on the same page,

these are recent sat-images of his cabin.

We'll hit it at first light, three point assault.

Talk details in the morning.

Yeah.

First light.

That's what I was thinking.

What are we dealing with? Who is this guy?

I accessed his military file on the way up.

[keyboard clacking]

He's a soldier.

Former Delta Force and Green Beret.

Very dangerous.

Nothing we can't handle, no?

Right?

Ever handled a Green Beret?

There was something in his file that intrigued me.

[keyboard clacking]

He was discharged years ago due to combat fatigue.

Combat fatigue? What the hell is that?

It's the military's polite way of saying someone's

gone off the deep end.

So he's a whack job.

If your definition of a whack job

is a mentally unstable and unpredictable soldier

that's extremely proficient in firearms,

survival, evasion, resistance and escape?

Then yes.

[dramatic music]

[keyboard clacking]

[Chloe gasps]

-What time is it? -6:03.

Coffee?

Yeah.

[coffee pouring]

[kettle thuds]

Thanks.

I'm beginning to see the appeal.

I could get used to this.

Yeah. There's nothing quite like it.

Maybe when this whole thing is over

you can bring the kids.

I could teach them how to skin a deer.

Deal.

Minus the deer skinning part.

I think that might traumatize them.

Yeah, you're probably right.

[both chuckle]

Something wrong with the coffee?

I normally have it with sugar.

-Oh, I'll get it for you. -No, I got it.

You've done enough.

Cupboard on the left.

Whoa.

[Chloe chuckles]

Very organized.

I just...

I like things a certain way.

[Chloe chuckles]

Maybe I won't bring the kids after all.

Why not?

It was just a joke.

You know, kids are messy.

I'm sorry. Did I...

[explosion bangs]

-Security system. -[dramatic music]

-Vinny. -[Zach] Move in.

He's still breathing.

Move in.

Move in.

[gun fires]

-[gun fires] -[Jake groans]

[body thuds]

He's down. Get her out of there.

[whispers] Jake?

[glass shatters]

[body thuds]

[dramatic music continues]

[Chloe grunting]

[Mick grunting]

[chair shatters]

-[body thudding] -[Mick grunting]

Take the shot!

-[gun fires] -[glass shatters]

[gun fires]

[gun fires]

-[body thuds] -[Mick grunts]

[gun fires]

[dramatic music continues]

[Mick grunts]

[gun fires]

I've got a clean shot.

-[gun fires] -[Vincent screams]

Vincent, you good?

-I got him. -[body thuds]

[body thuds]

Vincent?

Cover me.

[dramatic music continues]

[gun fires]

All right.

-Let's do... -[gun fires]

[Zach screams]

Nice shot.

[head thuds]

[Mick grunts]

[body thuds]

-[skin sizzles] -[Mick screams]

[body thuds]

[dramatic music continues]

[body thuds]

[body thuds]

[body thuds]

[body thudding]

[Jake screaming]

[kettle thuds]

Let's move.

Jesus, Jake.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music continues]

[phone dialing]

[phone dialing]

[Mick] Hey, you've reached Mick.

-You know what to do. -[phone beeps]

[door opens]

No.

[Vincent grunts]

You gonna be okay?

Don't worry about me.

Which way?

There's a small boat launch not far from here.

We can take my canoe down the river from there.

[dramatic music]

[door opens]

-What? -Someone's coming.

Just one guy limping.

Vincent.

They need you alive, right?

Wait here.

What? Why?

Wait. Here.

[Vincent] Chloe!

Chloe.

Chloe?

Chloe.

Drop it.

Chloe, Jesus. Are you all right?

Drop the gun.

Okay, okay, okay.

-[gun thuds] -Gun's down.

Look, I had to follow those guys

they would have killed me if I didn't.

I didn't want any of this, okay?

Look.

What you do with those kids, taking them away like that?

I would've done the same goddamn thing.

No.

You were just like them.

No, no. I didn't have a choice, okay?

You know how your husband is.

Chloe, you shot me, okay?

But it's okay.

You're scared.

I'm scared.

I like you, Chloe.

I love your kids.

You should just get out of here. Run.

I won't stop you. I'll help you.

Mick and Lance are dead, okay? This might be our only chance.

This is our chance out.

Okay? We can help each other, just...

Just put the gun down.

-Chlo. -No.

No, I don't trust you.

You don't have a choice. What are you going to,

you gonna run off with that hunter?

The guy's a nutjob. You saw what he did to Mick.

Who's to say you aren't next?

Huh?

Okay.

Okay, look. If we walk that way we can...

-[knife slices] -[Jake screams]

You're basically paralyzed from the waist down.

Chloe.

What the fuck are you doing? He was going to help me.

With this?

Huh?

He was a split second away from killing you.

-[Vincent grunts] -I saved you.

Again. Isn't that right?

-[Vincent] Chlo. -[Jake] You thought you had

the jump on her?

[whispers] But I got to you first.

[body thuds]

Finish it.

[suspenseful music]

Chlo. Please.

Chloe.

[Vincent groans]

No?

Okay.

-I'll do it myself. -[gun thuds]

[Vincent sobbing]

[Vincent] Chloe.

Don't! [groans]

-[Jake whistles] -[Vincent sobbing]

[Vincent groans] Please.

[motor putters]

[Vincent groans]

Now, she could have saved you a world of pain.

-[Vincent] No! -[machine whirrs]

Now it's my turn.

[Vincent groans]

[Vincent] No, no, no!

[Vincent sobbing]

[Vincent] Don't. Please, please!

[Vincent sobbing] No, no, no, don't!

Don't!

No, no, no.

Shhhh.

[machine whirrs]

Chloe! Don't!

[Vincent sobbing]

-[Vincent] Chloe! -[machine whirrs]

-[Vincent sobbing] -[Jake screams]

-[Vincent screaming] -[Jake screaming]

-[dramatic music] -[body thuds]

[dramatic music continues]

Hey.

Chloe.

Chloe.

Hey!

[Chloe] What?

You haven't said a word in like, twenty minutes.

Yeah,

I was just thinking about my kids.

-Hmm. -Worried about them, you know?

[lips smack] Yeah.

Yeah, I'm looking forward to meeting them.

I don't have any of my own.

Not yet. I'd like to.

I think I would make a great father.

Maybe.

One day.

So you said they were at the Crestwood Motel?

I never said that.

I just figured.

It's the only motel

within miles of that gas station.

It ain't ever easy watching a man die, is it?

Not like that.

Yeah.

War is ugly.

I know.

Had to be done.

You know?

But we're not at war.

Don't be naive, Chloe.

Would you rather I let them kill you? Huh?

Maybe your kids? And don't forget...

Don't talk about my fucking kids.

[Jake] What?

Um, I didn't mean it like that.

Well, what did you mean?

I just think things have gotten out of hand.

And maybe I should go back to Chicago and talk to Donny.

Now, you wait a second.

You took those kids

out of a bad situation to preserve their lives.

You made the right choice and you know it.

I'm not going to let you go back there on your own.

We're going to finish this mission together.

Right, of course.

All right.

Let's go.

[dramatic music]

[phone beeps]

[phone rings]

Find them?

[Zach] It's me.

Is it done?

[Zach] Far from it.

Your boys are dead.

And my price just went up.

[phone line clicks]

-[Donny shouts] -[dramatic music]

You're good at it.

At what?

Killing people.

Do you like it?

Everybody is good at something.

Society deems

what is appropriate and what is not.

Fact of the matter is the world?

Well, it needs people like me.

I guess so.

You see,

if it wasn't for me, Chloe,

you'd be dead.

And your kids,

they'd be growing up without a mother.

Now those,

those are facts.

And you...

You don't get to decide

if they are too ugly or not, do you understand me?

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

It's just that you seem to kind of be enjoying it.

I saved you, Chloe.

I didn't ask for any of this.

Hmm.

Right.

Mm-hmm.

[upbeat party music]

[whispers] Do you hear that?

[upbeat party music continues]

[laughing] Oh my god, I love it.

Okay, okay.

Nice!

Woo-hoo!

[music stops abruptly]

Hey.

Are you all right?

Yeah, fine.

It's not my blood.

[Ocean chuckles]

Okay, um.

I-I-I'm sorry. Is, um...

Is everything okay?

Did we do something wrong?

You're trespassing.

Oh, really? I...

I'm sorry, I didn't realize that.

[Jake] No?

I mean, how many private property signs

did you walk past when you came in here?

We, um. We paddled.

[Jake] Oh.

Okay, hey. Look.

I'll level with you, all right?

Some trooper caught us in a park with no permits

and we didn't think we'd be bugging anybody here.

I'm sorry if the music was loud,

but we were just,

just trying to have a good time, you know?

[whispers] Babe, give him some money.

Yeah?

Okay. Um.

Hey, um.

Maybe we could swing a deal,

you know, just stick around for the night?

I got cash for you,

and we got drinks to share.

We'll clean up after, it'd be pretty cool.

-Or, or we could go. -Or, you know. Um.

Maybe we go?

Um, Ocean? Let's pack her up.

-[Ocean] Yeah. -[Carl] Yeah. Yeah.

Ocean, pack her up.

[Carl] Yeah, okay. That's okay.

[bag thuds]

Wait.

[smacks lips]

What's this?

[Carl] Oh.

Yeah, that's...

I don't know where that...

Is this yours?

No, I don't know, man.

That that could be anybody's.

There's more.

Yeah.

Shit.

Jake, maybe we should just let them go.

Just admit it.

Admit it.

Admit that they are yours.

He said they're not you...

Ocean, shut up!

Okay.

So if they're not yours,

well, then they must be hers.

-[Carl] Okay. Please... -Don't touch me.

-I just... -Do not lay a fucking

hand on me.

I'm sorry. I just, I'm sorry.

Don't you.

[dramatic music]

-[body thuds] -[Ocean] Carl!

[Ocean screams]

[body thuds]

[body thuds]

[body thuds]

[body thuds]

[body thuds]

Jake, please.

[body thuds]

[dramatic music continues]

[canister clicks]

-[canister spraying] -[Ocean grunting]

-[Carl screams] -[body thuds]

[Jake groans]

[body thuds]

[Carl grunts]

[body thuds]

[neck squelches]

[body thuds]

[gun clicking]

[dramatic music continues]

[Ocean whimpering]

Jake.

Please.

That's enough.

[Ocean groaning]

Yeah.

Yeah.

Let's end this.

No.

No.

No, no.

[Chloe] No.

[gun fires]

[body thuds]

[gun clicks]

That one's on you.

[blood gurgling]

Oh, you're getting drinks.

That a girl.

[dramatic music]

[Jake] The water is really nice this time of year.

Maybe we should go for a swim.

You want to take a nice dip and cool off?

'Cause I am hot as hell.

I know I could use one.

You know, Chloe,

they were trespassing.

They attacked me.

Hell, I got hit in the eyes with bear spray.

It was self-defense.

I mean, you know that, right?

Hell, that kid cracked me

in the face with a shovel, for Christ's sakes.

You know, it had to be done.

Hey.

Chicago, huh?

It's only a couple hundred miles from here.

We could make it there by dawn.

You know?

And we could put an end to this whole thing.

We could start over.

Just you and me.

And your kids.

I just got to cut the head off the snake.

That snake is your husband, by the way.

Oh, excuse me.

Your ex-husband.

And we'll get your kids.

And we'll take it from there.

Chloe.

Chloe.

Sure.

Yeah?

Mm-hmm.

That'd be really nice, Jake.

-Really? -Mm-hmm.

Drink?

Yeah.

[dramatic music]

-[canister sprays] -[Jake screams]

-[gun clicks] -[gun fires]

[dramatic music continues]

Shit.

[Jake groans]

Chloe!

[gun fires]

[body thuds]

[blade clicks]

[rock thuds]

-[face squelches] -[Jake groans]

[body thuds]

[body thuds]

[dramatic music continues]

[Chloe groans]

Maybe I should go meet your kids.

Think we'll watch me bury you.

What do you think about that, Chloe?

[Chloe whimpering]

[Jake groans]

-[gun fires] -[Jake groans]

Jake Palmer.

In the flesh.

Literally.

You must be Chloe Marvino.

Looks like you two have had quite the day.

Don't be stupid.

I'm impressed.

By both of you.

I have had a hell of a time chasing you two

around these godforsaken woods.

Chloe, come here.

Chloe, don't you listen to him.

You're not giving the orders anymore.

Jake...

You are one skillful

son of a bitch.

And ruthless, too.

The way you did Mick back there.

Even by my standard, that was...

Overboard.

Anyway, it's been interesting.

[Jake laughs]

Something funny?

Yeah.

Well, why don't you enlighten me.

[laughs] You forgot.

You forgot to frisk your prisoner.

[gun fires]

[gun fires]

[Jake groans]

-[gun thuds] -[gun fires]

[gun fires]

-[body thuds] -[gun fires]

-[body thuds] -[gun fires]

-[body thuds] -[Jake groans]

[body thuds]

Chloe!

It's time to come home!

I've had people telling me

what to do,

all goddamn day.

And you know what?

[sighs]

I'm sick of it.

[gun fires]

[body thuds]

[sighs]

[gentle music]

[canoe thuds]

[gun fires]

[Chloe groans]

[Chloe groans]

[gun fires]

[gun fires, clicks]

Fuck.

[dramatic music]

[water splashes]

[dramatic music continues]

[Chloe screams]

-[leg squelches] -[Chloe screams]

[body thuds]

[Jake grunts]

-[neck squelches] -[Jake groans]

[Jake groans]

[Chloe panting]

Finish it, Chloe.

Finish it, Chloe.

[head squelches]

I will.

[Chloe panting]

[gentle music]

[clothes tearing]

[Chloe groans]

[triumphant music]

[tires squeal]

[triumphant music continues]

[classical music plays faintly]

[door opens]

-[gun fires] -[glass shatters]

Boss, we got to get you out of here.

I'm not going anywhere.

[gun fires]

[body thuds]

[classical music plays faintly]

Truce?

Hi, honey.

Can I get you a drink?

Phew. It has been a day.

What happened to you out there?

I don't have to tell you that, do I?

You look great.

Did you miss me?

-Remember this day? -Yeah.

Cost me a fortune.

We had to leave the fair early.

John had so much cotton candy he puked

[both] all over the car.

Little shit.

Seats are still blue.

[Chloe sighs]

Why couldn't you leave it all?

Years ago?

I asked you so many times.

[Chloe sighs]

What else am I gonna do?

Hmm?

You know what I am.

And you've known right from the beginning.

I knew the money was dirty.

You never brought that dirt home.

I used to feel safe here.

You are safe with me.

I promise you that.

And the kids here, in our house.

Hmm.

What, hmm?

Should we run away to the country, hide

behind a little white picket fence, raise some chickens?

Is that so much to ask of you?

You took my babies away from me.

What did you think I was gonna do?

Those are my kids, too.

I didn't think you'd try to kill me.

I didn't.

I mean...

You and your,

friend, killed a few of my guys.

You killed my fucking brother.

Didn't have to be this way.

Ain't love grand.

Where are the kids, baby? Let's just bring them home.

This isn't their home anymore.

Just tell me where they are.

It's not safe for them here, Donny.

You have to let us go.

I can't.

There's been too much bloodshed. Don't push me.

[classical music continues playing]

Where are my fucking kids!?

Okay.

Don't walk out that door Chloe,

or you know what's gonna happen.

[bag unzips]

[Donny] Chloe.

I'll kill you if I have to.

I was really hoping you wouldn't say that.

[pin clicks]

[grenade explodes]

[door closes]

[both] Mommy!

-[car door slams] -[John] Roscoe!

[all chattering]

[Chloe] Oh my goodness, I missed you.

[uplifting music]

[Chloe] It's good to see you.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Fine.

Everything's fine.

[uplifting music continues]

[dramatic music]