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You better move your asses.

Suppress your fire!

Man down!

Move 'em down!

Let's move, let's move!

Dumb luck.

That's four.

On your six.

We have two minutes before this place

is crawling with Botero's men.

We're out of time.

Leave him!

What you got there?

What you got there?

Hey, no, no, look at me.

No, don't look over there. Eyes front, son.

What the fuck is he doing?

Look, I want you to remember this.

All right, all of it.

All right, don't try to run from the pain.

You hear me?

No matter how much it hurts, no matter how much you want to.

Let's leave the scene, Gabriel.

What the fuck you doin'?

Go!

What the fuck did you just say to me?

Hey!

Gabriel!

Fucker was reaching for his gun.

God fuck.

God damn god fucking damn.

Bullshit.

Amateur hour bullshit.

Nice.

Fucking freak.

Lewis is dead.

Hey.

Hey, I'm talking to you, motherfucker.

Hey.

Okay.

Are you fucking stupid?

Don't you see? Look, the Caymans, Switzerland.

It's all there.

Here.

Lewis's take.

All right, listen up.

We got the SWIFT codes and the BICs

for all the major dealers.

Russian Mafia, Spanish Cartel, Mexican drug lords.

All of 'em.

Every major crime syndicate in the past 10 years.

The ones the government wanted erased.

Now, watch for tails.

Everyone do circle backs.

We reconvene here in seven days.

If anyone doesn't wanna accept the risks,

take your shares up to the collector,

get your cut, this will be the end of our arrangement

no questions asked.

All right.

It's settled, then.

Military training.

Discharged for hyper aggression.

You're bad.

Do you like what you see?

No, you don't go after him.

It's his sister.

They call her the Reaper.

The Reaper.

Solomon was commissioned to do a black ops mission

on the Nasirez Family.

Got double crossed, they each held them for ransom.

CIA officially tried to bury the whole story

but the rumor is the person who did the rescue

was fluent in over 20 languages.

Hand-to-hand combat, weapons specialist.

12 dead, decapitated no trace.

You want something done? She's the one.

Kira.

Rumor is she lost her brother in a human trafficking ring.

East Asia.

She was the personal security detail for

- Al Pacten Renault. - Bang bang.

The richest Saudi Shiite in Abu Dhabi.

The only woman to ever make it through

the ministry's defense system.

And literally only sued 11.

She's the driver?

Putting her behind the wheels for our security.

This one's Ghost.

- Don't know much about him. - Hey, what's going on?

What the fuck do you want?

Fucking rats.

It's all there.

What do you want in exchange for these dossiers?

Hey, easy, easy, easy.

Back off.

Back off.

Tell me why I shouldn't kill you right where you stand.

Freedom.

I want out.

I'm tired of doing all the work and only getting fifth.

Fuck that.

If I'm to believe your story,

I am to fortify all my safe houses across Texas.

This is impossible within a week's time.

No, I'm gonna keep the key code on me.

If you roll, Alban will deliver your intestines

to 1748 Offenfelder Drive.

Maybe I cut off your fucking tongue

and hand it to your sister Jor in Croatia.

All right, listen up.

Thanks.

No problem.

We are officially burned.

Every governmental database from here to

the Middle East will have our photo.

With a direct shoot-to-kill order attached to it.

Our intel has confirmed the Boteros moved over 80 million

in cash assets from the safehouses.

What's that? 40%?

It's enough to know that he's spooked.

That our little snatch and grab job last week

got his attention.

I wonder if he has a badass shark tank.

I bet you'd look good in my shark tank.

Botero will move all his assets into this compound.

All right? It's state of the art.

I'm talking motion sensors positioned in and around.

Fiber optic source embedding and stores data

offsite remotely and it shifts and changed IPs

every 15 seconds.

The key codes will be stored in an anechoic chamber.

The fuck is that?

Sound dampening room.

No sound in, no sound out.

80 million dollars?

I say the hell with the key codes,

let's take the sure thing and get out.

Good luck spending any of that.

The marked bills will have you tagged and flagged like that.

The Ascenian bank code we took from Botero's safehouse

was calculated.

It was the least guarded, the least likely to be thought

of by anyone trying to make a move on Botero.

Which is why he felt safe enough to store

all the information that's gonna lead us

to the money that the feds wanted off the books.

We're talking one billion, clean.

One billion.

Split five ways?

No.

One billion per account routing number.

We get the key code which links all the accounts

to one central withdrawal.

Bitcoin exchange, stocks, bonds.

Everything the Mexican Cartel and the Russian Mob

have laundered with the help of the CIA and FBI.

I'm gonna buy a boat.

Big fucking boat.

What's the catch?

We take the key codes, get out clean.

If we make it out alive, what's the catch?

We have to do this tomorrow night.

No fucking way.

That's fucking suicide.

Hey, everybody shut the fuck up.

We didn't just steal from the cartel, all right?

Every governmental agency.

Ones you know, ones you never knew existed.

The entire fucking Langley gang is headed this way.

All right, the only thing we have at our disposal

is the element of surprise.

Money ain't no good if you aint allowed to spend it.

It's not gonna matter, we're all ghosts anyway.

The hell does that mean?

Hey, let it go.

No, seriously.

We've all got pretty goddamn close, but you...

I don't know a fucking thing about you.

I'm just a humble servant.

Fuck does that mean?

Hey.

- Fuck that. - All right.

Look, if y'all are done...

The way I see it is there's only two ways

you're gonna leave this

and that's looking over your shoulder for the rest

of your life until you are hunted and killed.

Or looking over your shoulder with enough money

to buy your way out of hell once your time is up.

It's your choice.

2100.

If you're late don't bother showing up.

Fuck these motherfuckers.

Keep pressure on this.

They're fucking shooting.

Drive, drive!

He's going to fucking bleed out.

Gabriel, stay with us.

We have to make it to the pier.

That's too far, he won't make it.

Him or us?

Fuck you.

Wish he didn't fuck up.

Sage, what do you wanna do?

We won't make it with dead weight.

I'm pulling in.

On the fucking ground!

Up there.

Upstairs.

Clear.

Moving.

Solomon.

What is this?

They haven't moved.

I said everyone get on the fucking ground.

Right now.

Hey, check this out.

Stopped the bleeding, but...

But?

But there's what? What is it?

Look for yourself.

Watch them.

I'm gonna check for tracers in the car.

Need to find a getaway.

I'm sure they made our plates.

What the fuck?

He's lost too much blood.

Right now.

He's going to go into kidney failure and...

And his body will continue to shut down.

There's no more running now.

What?

How are we supposed to get answers now?

Don't you fucking talk to me about answers.

I told you not to bring in that goddamn freakshow.

I told you, I fucking told you.

Now you got every one of us fucking killed.

This is on you.

All of it.

Fuck.

Gabriel needs blood and he needs it within the hour.

Ammo?

Charlie, two glocks, three magazines, that's it.

Sage found a grade two tracker on the car

which means they had us pinned from the very beginning.

How is that possible?

I don't know.

Well, maybe they got to it while we were inside.

No, this level of access requires

the full sophistication.

And the only ones with that are the ones in this room.

Still doesn't explain how we made out

with eight million bills.

Five.

Five.

We're lucky we made it out with any take at all.

Five million.

This ain't get away money, it's fucking burial expenses.

Hey, they made our plates, we need to find a getaway car.

Clean.

How much time do we have before

they come knocking on every door?

A couple of hours max.

Five fucking million.

How do we even know that there were ever any key codes?

If you got something that needs clarifying, ask.

No one could of predicted the Botero

would lead us into a trap, okay?

There's something you ain't telling us.

This whole thing smells.

What do we do with the family in the other room?

They've seen our faces.

We do nothing until we know where we are

and we find a different escape route.

All right, they're probably gonna be waiting

for us on the other side.

So that's it?

We just sit and wait.

What about Gabriel?

How do we get out of the country?

With their help.

Stashed 'em in the trunk.

Hey.

Hey, look at me.

How did you know we were coming?

Answer him, you fuck.

- That's enough. - No, I wanna hear

what the fuck he has to say.

Ah, fuck!

Shit.

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

- He bit me! - Are you okay?

Fine, fuck you, too.

Settle down, everyone.

All right, we're gonna do this my way.

Does anyone have a problem with that?

No more of this cavalier shit, you got me?

- Solomon. - What?

What the fuck?

Must be in shock.

Someone's here.

Don't make me use this.

You are going to keep her quiet for the next 15 minutes

or I will dissect your fucking head from your body.

You speak that clearly?

Move. Come on.

How's your hand?

Yeah, I'll live.

What are we doing about him?

Take him to the back, keep him quiet.

Not empty handed, though.

Foreplay's for after we get acquainted.

There we go.

One hour.

After that every man for himself.

Come on.

Let's go.

Don't open this door

and don't move until we come get you.

- Come inside. - On me.

Moving.

Clear.

What are you doing here?

Do you know us?

My name is Luther

and you're trespassing in my home.

Did Botero send you?

I don't know anyone by that name.

He's lying.

Take whatever you need and please leave.

Why do you have people chained?

Choose your next words very carefully.

Shit.

This is my squatter's home.

People looking to escape their situations come here.

Sometimes families.

Check this out.

Seems legit.

Goddamn sanctuary for abused families.

We require a vehicle, and any ammunition you have.

Maybe you'll make it to see dawn.

I have a car in the garage.

Aw, you'd do that for me?

It's fully gassed and big enough for all of you.

Just take it and go.

I don't want anymore trouble.

Kira.

Take Mr. Luther to the garage.

If he's lying you put a bullet in his head.

Come on, let's move.

Okay, we get the car and we load up.

Anyone not in the car in half an hour, you're on your own.

Keep your hands on your head.

Move!

I don't know what you've done,

but it's not too late to turn around and walk away.

Oh, I plan on walking away rich in the boat.

I have a confession to make.

Stop.

What the fuck?

Luther?

I'm not fucking around!

Where are you?

We need to figure this shit out.

It's Gabriel.

I'll go check it out.

Kira shoulda been back by now.

Maybe she's up there telling Luther

all our little secrets.

Maybe she did what we all should've done and

took the car and looked out for ourselves.

Gonna go see what our Spanish fly

has to offer this pot luck.

Solomon.

I'm here.

Solomon.

You need to leave this place, brother.

You need to leave.

You need to leave this place

before it's...

Before it's too late.

We got a car.

We're gonna get you to a hospital.

Yeah, thanks, Solomon, man.

I ain't one of 'em.

Oh, look at you.

You must've been one of his top whores.

Where are the key codes?

Where's the drive?

I told you foreplay's for later.

The codes.

Solomon, I really.

I made a huge mistake.

What are you talking about?

Couldn't save you because...

I couldn't save you.

Because...

Because he wanted her.

Her?

What are you talking about?

You were in the shadow

of it all.

Do you hear me?

Do you hear me!

There's nothing...

Nothing that you could do not to.

Gabriel.

Gabriel.

Go in peace, brother.

It's on a jump drive.

You're gonna tell me everything you know.

Don't do it!

Would you look at that?

I've seen some crazy shit, but I never thought-

That's Daya.

My grandmother would tell us tales to drown out the screams

from people being murdered in the streets of Serbia.

Began with tales of the Babaroga.

Creatures who feasted off the livestock

and they came about as daya.

The devil of three faces.

She used to say.

As daya reveal what you want to see,

the evil you want to hide, and what evil you truly are.

So you're telling me that our compadre here

is some sort of monster.

In her stories the monsters were always man.

As the dayas are penanced,

their punishment for being wicked.

Someone's here.

- Luther? - Not sure.

Officer Majors.

I'm here on a complaint.

- Be smart. - Officer Majors.

Anybody home?

Sorry to bother you.

The neighbors reported hearing large commotions

coming from this area.

Have you heard anything?

Anything suspicious or out of the ordinary?

Ma'am?

Yeah.

Sorry.

Everything's fine.

I was moving a very large table.

Must've been louder than I thought.

Moving furniture did that to you?

This is a shelter for those who need help.

For those who can't help themselves.

I'm so sorry.

- It's fine. - Just go ahead and keep

it down, we don't want dispatch sending

more people to disturb you.

No, we wouldn't.

Keep the radio off.

Just one more thing.

I used to be one of those women.

I will often forget my story, as well.

Hands up now.

We've got a gun to her head,

and a gun to your side.

Would you care to repeat, Officer Majors?

Ma'am, I need you to walk towards me.

I can't do that.

If she moves I will shoot her.

You gotta listen to me.

Trust me, I'm wearing a body cam.

- I'm gonna count to three. - They will not shoot you,

because if they do every cop in a 20 mile radius

- will converge on this place. - One.

- Ma'am, you have to trust me. - Two.

Walk towards me now.

That's it, that's it.

Keep coming, get behind me.

Now we're gonna get into this car.

Get behind me.

I don't know your names, I haven't seen your faces.

We're gonna get out of here, both of us.

How about now?

My face clear enough for you?

We can't let you take her.

She has something very valuable to us.

I don't know who you are.

I'm gonna take her, we're gonna get into this-

Oh my god!

Oh god!

No!

What the fuck was that?

We need to get the fuck out of here right now.

God damn giant fucking things.

What the fuck is that?

Sage, are you okay?

What are our exit points?

It flew down from the fucking sky.

James, walk it off.

- James, walk it off now. - The fucking sky.

We need to be ready for whenever that thing comes back.

Hey.

Finish your story.

Finish your goddamn story.

The beast as daya is afraid of sunlight.

What else?

Garlic.

Wind stakes.

I don't know.

- What else? - I can't remember.

- What else? - I don't know!

Whatever that thing was.

I believe Gabriel was trying to warn us.

It could of been one and the same.

What does that mean?

If that thing is what I think it is

then bullets won't do us any good.

Like with Gabriel.

And unlike Gabriel we won't have a giant fucking table

to throw that thing onto.

So I suggest we figure out how to survive till dawn.

Great.

No.

No, you're gonna do it.

You're gonna get out, you're gonna get out,

you're gonna get out.

I'm gonna make it, I'm gonna make it.

I think this false false is fucking us.

Fucking bullshit.

Buy that um...

Buy that fucking boat, James.

Yeah, you're gonna get it.

Yeah, you're gonna fucking do it.

You're gonna buy it.

Sage.

Looks like bite marks.

What did she say?

She was just luck.

Thought so.

Get up.

Get up.

Go find us as much wood as you caN find, you hear me?

Go.

And hey, you pull that shit again,

I will put a bullet in your head.

Do we understand each other?

You two.

I want you against the wall with your backs to us.

You said we needed her back there.

I think she knows what this is.

She may be the last link to the money.

I hope you're right.

Oh, she's definitely right.

Now, now, let's not do anything we'll regret.

Put the guns down.

Come on, you can do it.

Yeah, good boy. That's a good boy.

You, too, gorgeous.

I got a shot.

Sage, do what he says.

Do what he says, Sage.

Drop the gun, Sage.

Slide it.

Now let's play a little game of finder's keepers.

I found these in the closet upstairs.

With the owners all shredded to pieces.

Now, I'm gonna be around and find out who or what.

No, no, I'm getting out of here.

Tonight.

James, we don't know what's out there.

Our best idea is to stay until dawn,

fortify this place and make sure

- we get outta here alive. - Shut up, shut up!

- You- - James, you're drunk.

The only way out of this is together.

You lied to me!

You're wasting time.

You lied to me.

What did you take from Botero's office?

I told you we didn't take anything.

Give it to me!

I told you we didn't take any-

Is your memory refreshed?

Or do you want me to put one in his skull?

You know, I had a chat.

A little chat with our angel here earlier.

Turns out we have mutual friends.

You named us out.

Act surprised.

Suicide mission, remember?

This is what 14 billion dollars looks like.

I hope you all make it through the night.

Fuck you.

Where did she go?

Where did she go?

She couldn't of gone far.

He must have found another way.

He's still inside.

Solomon.

My god.

Botero.

Bitch!

You're fucking dead!

I know you can understand me.

Something's not right.

Hey, Solomon.

It's the same as Gabriel.

Exactly.

She asked you a question.

Where am I?

You speak English.

Where I am cannot be understood.

What are you and your daughter doing here?

What are we fighting?

You shouldn't of come here.

He will never let you leave.

Sage.

We need to get to the car right now.

Sage, get over here.

Look.

She couldn't of gone far.

How's your leg?

Just find her.

And Sage, if this goes south you don't look back.

People see what they want to see.

Projections of a world as they want it to be.

You were never going to turn me.

Why turn a root into a flower only to watch it perish?

And after all this time I can finally sense it,

feel it, longing to be reunited with its master.

She will never stay with you.

Never see you for what you truly are.

Child,

this is why you linger.

You have no faith.

It's me.

What the fuck is that thing?

I don't know.

What are those?

Not nearly enough.

We should leave.

Solomon.

Hey.

What's happening to you?

You need to move.

Get your gun off my brother or I will put one

in between your eyes.

That is not your brother anymore.

I won't ask again.

All right.

Hey.

Hey, Sol.

Solomon.

We're getting across that border.

Hey.

Hey, Solomon.

No more fighting, remember?

After all.

You see?

See, you could lose the paperweights.

Silver hurts like hell.

And I'm guessing daylight isn't too fun either.

Isn't that right, my friend?

That's right.

I bet your grandmother told you more than stories.

The streets will remember many names.

Botero is but another face to be forgotten over time.

And is the devil.

You and I know when to be afraid.

It won't be long now.

You wanted us to capture you.

I never intended on letting my money out of my sight.

And after your hit on my cash house

Botero was no longer a safe alias.

What's happening to him?

He belongs to him now.

Who?

Asidaya.

The other vehicle, that's your way out.

I don't have another vehicle.

The garage

but I won't leave without the codes.

Where are they?

Third level of the house with James.

If you go near my brother I'll kill you myself.

You were never going to get away with it.

I know.

We both know she won't have the heart to do it.

There's still one place that remains vulnerable,

and judging by the weight there's only one bullet left.

You wish to kill me.

Show me your face and let's find out.

I've waited so long to return

the necklace to its rightful owner.

I do not wish to harm you,

I want to offer you something far greater than death.

Stay the fuck away from me.

I want to save your brother.

What are you talking about?

He's becoming a familiar.

A ghoul.

Soon to be blind to this world.

He won't even know your name.

But if you come with me,

to me, I shall spare his life.

You have until dawn to make your choice.

Get my sister away from here.

Solomon, get up.

Get up.

- The necklace. - Come on.

Solomon.

- Hey. - Now.

Come on.

Sage.

There's only an hour until dawn.

No.

Hey.

Don't follow me.

It's gonna be okay.

Sage?

I told you not to follow me.

You had your choice.

She's past the flesh, my savior.

And my brother?

It's your turn.

Should remain.

Sacrifices.

Give me him.

Let me show you appreciation.

Now I want you to be a vessel.

I watched what happened once

taken from me.

I will not watch you perish again.

This much I'm sure.

I can't let you sleep,

most beautiful as ever.

You'll always be a part of evil.

Miguel, get inside.

Children.

I had a daughter just as stubborn.

Yeah.

It can be a handful.

Who did you say you were looking for?

El Diablo.

Looking for such a man would be dangerous.

For him.

Welcome to Mexico, Mrs. Hillson.