All language subtitles for Rogue.S03E09.HDTV.x264-KILLERS[ettv]

Ethan: Previously on rogue...

Harper: I found the ring.

I can't marry you, jack.

(camera clicking)

(beeping)

Lloyd roberts?
We have a warrant
to search the premises.

Now, what's this?

-You sons of bitches.
-Put your hands
behind your back?

General howard.

You're under arrest for
conspiracy to commit murder
and grand larceny.

The general will resign
his post and quietly retire.

I cut a deal.

You cut a fucking deal.
You son of a bitch!

Richmond bought the story?

General howard confirmed
everything you told her.

They're gonna release
you, conditional

Upon you helping them with
their prosecution of roberts.

What you wanna talk about?

You still wanna deal
on the counterfeit money?

Depends on what
you have to give me.

How about I give you marlon
and my fucking lawyer,
marty stein?

(theme song playing)

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So your brother
took care of you?

-One way to put it.
-What's another way?

You wouldn't understand.

Try me.

All right, um...

Okay, all them dealers
out there,

What they do when you
good and young, huh?

Practically givin'
that shit away,

Like charity.

It ain't no
motherfucking charity.

It's a scheme.

And marlon took care of me.

So what, he made you
an addict?

He made me depend on him,

And now he's gonna judge me
'cause I can't stand
on my own two feet?

Fuck that.
There ain't never been
no addict without no hustler.

That shit's universal.

Even marlon got his connect.

Who's that?

That'd be marty now,
wouldn't it?

You think marlon

Got to where he's at
on his own?

He made his way
jonesin' for stein's shit.

Are you telling me marty stein
is a drug dealer?

Stein ain't no dealer.

Stein's a kingpin.

And marlon's his boy
on the street.

I can give you shit
they been at together

Going back years.

All right, mrs. Officer,
your turn.

What's the plan?

What happened to staying
in the cabin?

I was in the cabin.

Your pal stein
sent a car for me.

Said you were in the can,
I should come down here
and get you.

-What the hell's going on?
-Listen, I wanna
apologize for

-What I said to you.
-Oh, shit, come on. I was
talking a lot of shit, too.

-I'm sorry, dad.
-So am I.

-Let's go have a beer.
Yeah.
-Beer?

Is it 10:45 in the morning?
11:00?

Late enough for me.

Something a little stiffer.

Are you going to get
dressed today?

-Marty, you won.
-Yeah.

(door bell rings)

I'm not home.

Betsy: Hey, marlon.

Oh, christ.

I know he's here.

I'm not home.

Yeah, betsy already told me.

-Thank you, betsy.
-You're welcome.

I been calling you.

-Yeah? Anybody pick up?
-No.

Look, man, I need a favor.

-What do you want?
-I'm having a supply issue.

Oh, my, god.

Seems like all I ever do

Is fix your fuck-ups.

Revenue's through
the floor, marlon.

-Way to go.
-It's temporary, man.

Yeah?

We're taking a beating
and yet here you are
telling me

That you can't even fix

A simple supply issue

Without me holding your hand.

I never really liked you
very much, marty.

-Yeah, well, get in line.
-I'm serious.

You know,
when we first met,

I thought you were some
white-guilt motherfucker.

It's called pro bono.

I needed it for my resume.

I figured I'd take advantage
of you, use you a bit,

Get mine and get out
of the game.

But looking back with
a little perspective,

You know, your friendship
kinda saved me.

'cause the homies
that I grew up with,

The streets made them a man.

I mean, that's okay.

But me, I had a whole
'nother level

Of schoolin', man.

I had you.

You taught me how to dance
in the shadows.

I mean, hell, if it
weren't for you, maybe
I wouldn't even be here.

I got a lot of shit
hanging by you, marty.

People think I'm your
slave boy, like,

I don't remember the fuck
where I came from.

It's the kind of shit that
used to get to me.

Then I remembered
one cold hard fact
about you.

Yeah, what's that?

That you the blackest
motherfucker I know.

But sometimes,

I think we ain't friends.

Maybe you don't have friends.

Maybe you think you
just got fucking employees,
or something.

And you got this way
you go about you,

We confusing that shit
with something else.

You got any thoughts on that?

Let me know.

Marlon.

What's up?

You're right.

We're not friends.

Greg?

Can you unlock that for me?

Yeah, I'll take a crack at it.

Thanks.

Just between you and I, okay?

-You got it, deakins.
-Thanks.

Hi, I'm calling from the

Federal violent gang taskforce
here in chicago,

Is there a manager
I can speak to?

Thanks.

-Hi.
-Hi.

This is special agent
harper deakins.

I have the serial number for
one of your cameras,

Can you give me the name
on the warranty registration?

Thanks, it's oscar,
bravo, one,

Charlie, three, papa, oscar,

Romeo, two, delta, two.

Mmm-hmm.

Yeah, my number is

312-555-0179.

Thank you so much.

Yeah, looking forward
to hearing from you.

Last night was, uh,

-Fun.
-Yeah.

Lily's great.
How'd you pull that one off?

-Effortless charm.
-Uh-huh.

-She likes you.
-I'm sure that sent

A whirl of threesome scenarios
through your narrow-minded
little brain.

All morning, I ain't get
an inch of work done.

How are things standing
with you and jack?

I dunno.

I'm taking it harder
than I thought I would.

Just, kind of all over the
place right now, you know.

Just confused about
a bunch of shit.

Look at that,

-Harper deakins has
emotions after all.
-Go figure.

Well, if you need anything,

You let me know.

Actually, I'm thinking
I might take the day.

Just kinda get
my head straight.

Oh, yeah, yeah, do it.

I got ya covered.

Thanks, patty.

It's nice to know
you have someone
you can count on.

Barkeep,
can we have another round?
Thank you.

So what do you think?
Am I gonna be looking
over my shoulder

The rest of my days or what?

All right, you can bag
in peace.

-Thanks.
-Thank you, sir.

Well.

Here's to living single
and drinking double.

-And the irish who built
this city, huh?
-Yes, sir.

You got a girlfriend?

-No, no.
-Well, I think you should
get one.

-Oh, do you now?
-Yeah.

Do you have a girlfriend?
You got a couple of dames
running around?

-If I wanted a girlfriend I'd
have one real fast, trust me.
-Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I got plenty of cupcakes
hanging around my house.

(laughing)
did you say cupcakes?

Like it's the '50s.

You got some widows

Chasing your wrinkled
old ass around?

-I got all kinds of
possibilities, kid.
-Okay.

All kinds, all kinds
of possibilities.

Why don't you take
a look over
your shoulder for me?

To the left
hanging out there.

What do you think of that,
hmm?

That's something for you.

-That's what you call
trouble on the hoof, kid.
-Oh, bullshit.

-Nothing but trouble.
Nothing but trouble.
-Yeah.

I can spot it
across the room,
clear from here.

-It's not what I need
in my life right now.
-What don't you go over there

And show me how
you do your stuff, hmm?

And you can tell her all about
your brush with death
at the grocery store.

At my age, every day
is a brush with death.

You know what I think?

I think you're all talk
and no action.

Why don't you get
your ass off the stool

And go over there
and talk to her?
Come on.

Why don't you drink your beer
and mind your own business,
for christ's sake?

-What's the matter with you?
-Oh, my god, relax.

Holy shit.

Harper fucking deakins.

Young. Grier.

How come you never
come by to visit, huh?

Run off to your
fancy taskforce, leave us
twisting in the wind?

-We got feelings, you know?
-Yeah, we're not
made of stone.

I miss you guys.

Just saying that
'cause she needs
something from us.

-No fucking way,
I don't believe it.
-I'm telling you,

That's what she's doing,
the only reason she called.

Aw, say it ain't so.

Sorry, he's right.

-Shit, that's cold, deakins.
-Real fucking cold.

I got a little op
I need to keep off books.

I could use some help.

-Where are your people
on this?
-In the dark.

Why so?

I think I got a leak.

I need to keep things quiet,
see what's what first.

Sounds like shit's
falling apart over there.

Shoulda stayed
on the winning team.

As much as I love the
starsky and hutch routine,

Are you guys in or what?

Sure.

What else we gonna do?

Cross-city shit's
running down 7%
last couple weeks.

And we're fucking rock stars,
might as well start doing

-Other people's work, too,
right?
-Mmm-hmm.

Just tell me one thing.

-What's that?
-I'm hutch, right?

Fuck that shit, I'm hutch.

Oh, yeah, you're really
fucking hutch.

Deakins, tell him,
I'm hutch.

I'm like, the black hutch.

I'm blutch.

Right? Right?

I can get a blonde
jheri curl.

Blow that shit in the breeze.

-Right?
-Yeah.

Look.

All I'm trying to say

Is the kelly boys

Are notoriously virile guys.

-Yeah, really?
-Yeah, yeah.

I mean,
there's your grandfather,

He's 63 years old,
he knocks up his

Dental hygiene-ist,

Hygienist,

-Hygiene-ist... Yeah.
-Grandpa?

-You're kidding me.
-Yeah, I know. She's picking
around in his mouth,

With those last
three teeth he had,

And he's trying to
hustle her into the sack.

-How come I haven't heard
about any of this?
-Well...

-Because it didn't
end too well.
-No?

I mean, my point is...

I mean, here I am
with the complete package,
right?

I got it all working,

-You know, and
so you can just imagine...
-Right.

...The kind of problems
I could create.

-Right?
-Oh, yeah, that'd be,

-That'd be fucking chaos.
-That's right, that's right.

It's dangerous stuff,
it's pandora's

Box kind of stuff.
You lift the lid off

-And...
-Okay, well, listen to me.
Wait, wait, wait.

Pandora and her friends
are about to leave.

Last chance, lothario.

I'm gonna have to do this,
aren't I? I'm gonna have
to prove this to you.

-I'd like to see your moves.
-All right.

-All right.
-Yeah.

Hello, little lady.

I'm fine, how are you?

What the fuck
did you say to her?

Having a perfectly normal
conversation and
all of a sudden she says,

"you ever heard of feminism?"

I said, "yes, I know
about feminism, what
do you think, I'm ancient?"

She says,
"well, what do you know
about feminism?"

And I said, "well,

"what I know is that those

"broads always like to be
on top," and she hits me.

Fucking broke my jaw,
practically, for what?

Always bring your work
home with you?

Why ain't we doing this
at your office?

It's safer here.

Yeah, how's that?

People like your brother,
people like marty,

They've got eyes and ears
all over the place.

You ain't making me feel
any better about this.

-Look, I've worked with
a lot of...
-Snitches?

-Ci's.
-Call 'em what you want.

I've only ever had
a couple go bad.

Still not making me
feel better.

Both for the same issue.

Bitch couldn't keep
her mouth shut?

Cl got cold feet.

They went back to their
people, there's nothing
I could do to protect them.

If you stick with me,
I can protect you.

I can make sure that that

Doesn't happen again.

Okay, listen.

You better not fuck me over.

Marlon's gonna get
what's comin',
you promise me.

I promise.

Your dad?

Uh-huh. Here.

-So what do you need from me?
-(knocking on door)

-Who's that?
-It's okay.

-Hey.
-Got the mic.

-And the warrant.
-Okay, would someone
mind telling me

What the fuck
is going on in here?

Talia, these are my friends,
dea agents.

Andrew grier, jeffrey young.

So fucking what?

So.

We need you to tell marlon
you know where
leo's hiding out.

I do?

We're gonna give you
an address, where
we'll be waiting.

The fuck that gonna achieve?

He shows up
at the address, heavy,

Breaks in, we have a case,

-Attempted murder.
-He sends somebody else,
we got him on conspiracy.

Harper:
Either way we got him.

So, I'm going to
bug your phone.

Oh, no, fuck you,
I'm not wearin' no wire,
what if he finds it?

It's not a wire,
it's a little mic we put
inside your phone.

Marlon looks at the phone,
he doesn't notice
anything different.

I need to record you
giving the address to marlon,

It helps prove intent.

If you wanna back out,
now's the time.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, t...

Look, I know, there's no...

There's no excuses.

Don't.

I pushed you.

(marlon sighs)

I'm really sorry.

I know.

What's this?

Peace offering.

Peace offering?

I've caused you
a lot of trouble lately.

You know, even for me.

Just trying to, you know,

Make things right.

I, um...

A friend of mine

Said he knows leo's staying
at his cousin's place.

Oh, yeah?

Mmm.

Thinks he might be tryin'
to get outta town.

So what?

Mmm.

Thought you might wanna
throw him a going away party.

Why'd you give this to me?

(stammering)
I dunno,
I guess I, um,

Feel guilty or something.

Guilty?

Yeah.

Why do you feel guilty?

You know, everything.

Cups and all that,

That's on me.

That's bullshit.

It's nothing for you
to feel guilty about.

You didn't do anything wrong.

You understand?

Yeah.

Hey,

I'm serious.

Cups was a big boy.

His thing was on him,
nobody else.

It's... Yeah, I, um...

I still feel like I set things
in motion, though.

T-t.

Look, I appreciate what
you're trying to do.

Really, I do.

But this is not your business.

I love you, marlon.

So I'm gonna see you?

See you at aunt ruth's?

Am I invited?

Always.

Fuck.

I did it.

-You okay?
-Yeah.

Fuck, no.

I don't know.

You're doing
the right thing, talia.

Easy for you to say.

Yeah.

-I know.
-There was a moment there
when I thought, like,

Holy shit, like my heart
was gonna

Burst out of my chest,
and then,

I don't know, I just...

Something else just came
over me, and I just,

I just fucking did it.

You did really great.

You did.

So what's next?

We're gonna take it from here,

Get your brother
off the streets.

I call you when it's done.

(cell phone vibrates)

Deakins.

Yes.

Yeah, thank you for
getting back to me so quickly.

Adam hutchings
bought the camera?

You sure?

No, no, that's great,
thank you so much.

Everything all right?

Yeah. Let's, uh...

Let's get you home.

You know what?

Here, hold this.

(grunts)
oh, shit, ah.

Harvard boy, huh?

I see a harvard boy
right here.

-Jesus.
-One shot, pop.

Didn't you just
get out of prison,
for christ's sake?

Here, take this.

George: So, you got a plan?

Ethan: I'd like to get
a steak and soak up
some of this booze.

George: I mean after that.

A little sleep would be nice,
to be honest.

-Beat up.
-I'm talking about a plan.

A real plan for your life.

Yeah, yeah, I know what
you meant. I don't have
an answer, yet, dad.

Well, I think
you oughta stay in chicago.

-Oh, yeah?
-It's a good town
for a young guy like you.

Maybe I will,
maybe I will.

This guy, marty stein,

He's a big shot, right?

-Yeah.
-And you guys
got a connection there?

What's he like?

I mean, once you get past the
brash, arrogant,

Know-it-all exterior,
he's a decent guy, I guess.

Sounds like a dream.

You two would get along
like two peas in a pod.

Well, I'd like to meet him.

-Yeah?
-Yeah, why don't you
introduce us?

Maybe I will.

(cackles)

I wish.

Come on, let's make it
like the old days.

Nice.

All quiet here.

Keep your eyes open,
there might be more than
one hitter coming through.

Vengeance is in my heart,

Death in my hand,

Blood and revenge
are hammering in my head.

(door bell rings)

God damn it,
always at the best part.

Ethan: Betsy, I'm sorry,
I want you to meet my pop.

George, this is
the beautiful betsy.

Oh, and is she, huh?

No kisses, dad.

-No, no, no,
you need a slap.
-What's going on out there?

It's okay, come on in.

-Where is he?
-He's right in the den.

-Marty. Hey.
-Ethan.

-Well, this is a pleasant
surprise, I have to say.
-Yeah.

I want you to meet somebody.

George. Dad.

Marty's here.
Here, see?

-Marty.
-This is george, my father.

-Pleasure to meet you, sir.
-It's nice to meet you, sir.

-Yeah.
-Looks like you two have been
doing a little celebrating.

Well, a very attractive woman
slapped my face today, marty.

Well, I am just
shocked by that.

-And it felt good,
I feel reborn.
-Yeah?

Well, I'll leave
you boys to it.

-I'm going to bed.
-You're leaving?

-That's it, really?
-Oh, come on.

Can't have one with me?

Oh, god damn.

-Do you mind if I...
-Good night, betsy.

No, no, go ahead.

So you're the great
marty stein, are you?

I stand accused.

I've got a personal favor
I need from you.

Okay.

This is a very good kid,
but he's troubled.

So I want you
to set him straight.

Okay, you got it?

Well, he's a handful,
I wanna tell you.

-Yeah.
-But, I promise I will do
my very best, yes, sir.

Fantastic.

Where do you hide the booze
around here?

-Here you go.
-Oh, yeah, thank you.

-Chin-chin.
-Chin-chin.

Cc: Slow down there.
Talia: Yeah, right.

Cc: You okay?

Yeah, I'm just...

I'm fine.

What'd you end up doing
about that thing?

-So...
-Um, um...

Actually,

Ended up taking your advice,
is what I did.

-Yeah?
-Mmm.

Fucking this shit right up.

What's that mean?

You ever heard of
thirteenth street kings?

The a cappella group?

Yeah, I heard of them.

Not no more, you didn't.

This have something to do
with the feds that came in
the other week?

Maybe.

Talia.

Did you or did you not tell me
to cut the bad shit
outta my life?

-Yeah, but...
-It was my brother who hit me.

My own blood.

So fuck him,

Just like you said.

I said that?

And now, he's gonna spend
the next 20 years

Thinkin' about why
you don't fuckin' hit me,

And

I'm gonna drag that fuck-head

Marty stein down
with him, too.

Sleeping like a baby.

It's the most peaceful
he's been all day.

Cherish the moments.

You know, I never got to
have a drink with my dad.

No?

No, you're not
from the south side.

Never even saw him drunk.

No, not true.

I heard him drunk once,
on the phone.

July 4th, I was in camp.

Every 4th of July,

He would play the trumpet

With the bucktown
marching band, you know,

A bunch of local guys
get together, buy bowties,

Dress shorts, and

-Knee socks, you know, with
the garters like the old days.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And they'd parade down

Milwaukee avenue,
neighborhood cook-outs,

Kielbasa and pirozhkis and

Beer kegs lined
both sides of the street,
you know.

Lawn chairs and stoops,
little kids waving around

With their little flags.
I loved that parade.

I used to sit and watch him
practice that
goddamn trumpet.

(vocalizes)

Just scales and
marching songs.

Anyway, that summer
I went to camp.

Well, I was sent.

Actually, troubled spring.

Middle of the night
they pull me out of my bunk,
all right?

Emergency, run
to the office, go, go.

It scared the shit
out of me.

I'm running to the office,
I get there, guy's
holding up the phone.

I'm shaking like a leaf,
I'm thinking the worst, right?

I hear, "mish!"

I go, "what?"

"pop?" "mish!"

"we made it!
Mish, we made it."

-Mish was my
pop's older brother.
-Right.

They made it out of minsk
together before the war.

My pop and his sister
came here.

Mish migrated to palestine,

Where he fought
and was killed in
the '48 war of independence.

He thought he was
talking to mish.

(chuckles)

I heard the phone drop,
you know, clanging
against the booth.

His voice trailed off.

And then, I hear him
play that trumpet.

The charge.
(vocalizes)

Big cheer from the street
'cause he's held up
the parade.

The other guys picked up
their instruments,

Start playing fat freddy
and the tuba, I hear it.

Down milwaukee avenue they go.

He was lit.

Only time in his life.

Totally, fucking smashed.

(scoffs) and you know what,
I think that was the happiest
moment in his life.

Hmm. So you're
saying that your

Dad drunk dialed you
on the 4th of July, isn't it?

That he did, ethan.
That he did!

(inhales)

-Hmm.
-That was the last time
he played that trumpet.

Well, you know, this is some
damn good scotch, marty.

Well, it should be.
It's been over the barrel
even longer than you.

Oh, well.

I've been finely aged.

-It shows.
-Hmm.

I want this.

-Help yourself.
-No, no, I mean the house.

Scotch.

All of it.

Oh.

I'll tell you what,
you can have it.

-But you gotta
take betsy, too.
-Hmm.

-She might like that.
-No, no, no, no.

(marty chuckling)

You know what,
I think that we should
work together, marty.

(smacks lips)

I'd like that.

Good.

Any idea what you wanna do?

(exhales)
I don't know, I mean...

I was thinking about maybe
I'd go back to law school.
Maybe I can...

Ah, fuck that shit.

Even good lawyers
are a dime a dozen.

You are way too
valuable for that.

You got any suggestions?

-I have a few ideas, yeah.
-Oh, yeah?

You can start right away.

(places glass on the table)

There's something
I need to do first.

-Ethan: I got you. Come on.
-(george mumbling)

-Ethan: Almost there.
-Whoo.

I love you, kid, huh?

-Here, here.
-(groaning)

(drowsily) you know
I love you, huh?

Oh, god, I'm gonna be
sick in the morning.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Can I help you?

Uh, yeah, you don't
know me, um...
(smacks lips)

Is your...
Is your father here?

Uh, no, he's out.

Oh.

Is there something
I can help you with?

Um...

(sighs)
no, please, evie.
Evie, right?

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

Um...

I knew your mother.

Okay.

She was... She was a good cop.

One of the great ones.

Umm, I don't know who you are.
I think you should go.

Please wait, evie.

I didn't want anybody
coming here and...

And telling you
that didn't know her.

Didn't care.

(sighs)

Ethan: I think
you should have this.

(sobbing)

(sniffling)

Evie, the man that did this,
I got him.

He's never getting out
of prison, you hear me?

(sniffling)

I'm sorry.

-(sniffling)
-I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry, evie.

(sniffling)

I gotta go.

(unlocking)

Betsy: Marty?

Marty: Yeah.

Betsy: Cc is here to see you.

Marty: (pages ruffling) cc?

What are you doing here?

Cc: I didn't know
if I should call
or just come over...

-Marty: Wanna sit down? Sit.
-Yeah.

(both clearing throats)

-I heard something last night.
-Okay.

And I want you to know,
I appreciate how you
handled the whole...

"the stealing from me" thing.
I got it. What is it?

Uh, well, I hired
this waitress.

-Talia freeman.
-Yeah.

And she was drunk last night.

Mentioned something about
some sort of, I mean...

-She was saying that...
-Just the facts, cc.
Just give me the facts.

Her brother's about to
walk into some sort of
sting operation with the feds.

-What?
-Yeah.

What exactly did she say?

She's been cooperating
with them.

Umm, they're setting him up,
gonna arrest him.

-(marty sighs)
-I mean, I could give a shit.

Cc: Sounds like the guy's
a real asshole.

But she mentioned your name.

(marty sniggering)

And said she was gonna
drag you down with him.

I see. Thank you, cc.

Betsy!

I mean, she's probably
just talking shit, right?

I know, probably. Thank you.
Betsy will show you out.

(exhales)

(cell phone ringing)

I'm busy, marty.

(grunting)

-(phone beeping)
-(exhales)

Marlon, god damn it.

(sighs) call me back
as soon as you get this.
Call me back immediately.

As soon as you
fucking get this.

-(ends call)
-what was that about?

That fucking bitch, talia.
I knew it.

She finally turned on us.

Feds are setting up
a sting for marlon!

He's not answering
his goddamn phone!

They probably got him already.
They probably already
have him in custody. Fuck!

No, if he'd been arrested,
you would've been
his first call.

It's Sunday morning, marty.

Yeah, what a lovely
Sunday morning it's
turning out to fucking be.

He'll be at ruth's.

Yeah.

(engine starts)

Maybe he didn't believe her.

Shit.

Got some action.
Black suv heading north
from lawson.

Looks like it's slowing down.

Can you make out the driver?

Negative. Windows are tinted.

Marty: Marlon!

Open up!

(marty banging on door)

Open up, marlon!

-Where is he?
-Who?

I know what you did, you
stupid little fucking bitch!

Where the fuck is he?

Male suspect. Black.
Entering on the west side
of the house.

Looks like he's carrying
something heavy.

(door slams)

-Dea!
-Harper: Drop your weapon.
Drop your fucking weapon.

Drop it.

-(taser crackles)
-(gasps)

(man grunting)

Jesus.

(door opening)

(whistles) motherfucker!

This your guy, deeks?

No, but he'll have to do.

Where the fuck did you
get this thing, huh?

Man: Fuck y'all.

C'mon, let's go, asshole.

(grunts)

These days, I see you
more than my wife.

Yeah, but I can make you
happier than she does.

So you say.

What is this?

That's us military grade
surplus weaponry, man.

Some has been refurbished,
most have never left home.

My supplier can disappear
a ton, ton and a half
every three weeks,

Depending on your needs.

-How much?
-It's not for sale.

So, you are a tease
just like my wife.

I'm looking to barter,
ordonez.

Guns for product.

I got no product,
I got no business.

I will have to run it
by the bosses back home.

Of course.

But...

I'm thinking we can
work something out.

(marlon chuckles)

I don't have time
for this fucking shit.
Where is he?

-Don't worry, you gonna have
a lot of time, real soon.
-Is he upstairs? Where is he?

He's fucking family.
What the fuck is
wrong with you!

-The fuck do you
know about family?
-Where is he?

-You're a loner and a leech
and a fucking crook...
-Where is he?

-And you stick your fucking
nose in everybody's business.
-Where is he?

And you destroy
everything you touch.

We can still stop this,
you know that?
We can stop this right now.

It's too fucking late. He's
probably in cuffs right now.

-And you're about to join him.
-Where is he? Where is he?

-Fuck you!
-Where...

(exhales)

(phone ringing)

Sawchuck?

-Can you get the paperwork
rolling on our new guest here?
-Sure thing, deaks.

Oh and put out
an apb on marlon dinard.

-Conspiracy to murder.
-On it.

Let's go.

Talia, it's deakins.

It worked. We're gonna
pick up your brother now.
Call me.

Patty...

I need your help...

I'm at home.

It's jack, he won't leave.

Can you come over?

(knocking on door)

Thank you for coming.

You okay?

He's totally fucked up.

-Jack's upstairs?
-Yeah.

What the fuck you doing?

Hey, harper!

You out of your fucking mind?

Hey.

Hello?

Sorry I'm late.
Had a new client.

T...

(gasps)

T, t!

Oh, t, come on, come on!

Hey, hey.

(sobbing)

(whispering) I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

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