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[insects chirping]

[birds chirping]

[ominous music]

[gun clicks]

[car door opens]

[car door closes]

[van door slides open]

[exhales]

[foreboding music]

[exhales]

-Good morning.

You better...

start remembering right now.

[gun fires]

[birds squawk]

[pensive music builds up]

[pensive music continues]

-[Kiki] Funny thing about trying to outrun your past...

that bitch is fast.

-[Lola Ray] What about Dad?

-What the hell, Kiki! Goddammit! (echoes)

-[Lola Ray] Does he know where we live?

[breathing heavily]

- [Kiki] It's been two years since everything fell apart.

[somber piano chords]

[breathing heavily]

[car engine idling]

-[Police officer] Three [indistinct] nine.

Code 4; suspect in custody.

Female juvenile, 12 years old,

remanded to the custody of DCFS officer on scene.

[static noise]

[running footsteps]

[no sound]

-Mama! (echoes)

[piano chords continue]

[no sound]

[sniffles]

-[Kiki] And when it's all gone,

it's when you realize what's important.

-Lola Ray! -[Lola Ray] Mama!

-[Kiki] Lola Ray! -[Lola] Mama, what's going on?

-[Kiki] Please let me talk to her.

-[Kiki] Lola Ray! -[Lola Ray] Mama!

-[Kiki] Lola Ray! -Mama! [cries]

-[Kiki] Lola Ray! (echoes)

[breathing heavily]

[piano chords continue]

-[Kiki] I still have regret,

fear and a past to be ashamed of,

but those ain't things to build on.

So I burned all the old bridges

and started over.

I thought for sure I'd put my life back together.

Some people say the past is never really the past.

I just say...

that bitch is fast.

[music stops]

[upbeat music]

[upbeat perky music]

[vacuum whirring]

[upbeat perky music continues]

[dumpster lid thuds]

-[exhales] Okay.

[vacuum whirring]

[music stops]

[phone vibrating]

-Hey, Grant.

-[Grant] Hey, Kiki. The judge said yes.

You're gonna get your daughter back.

Now, it can be revoked while you're on parole,

but the judge agreed you're doing great.

[crying]

-[Grant] So you can pick her up next week.

-[crying] [sniffles] Oh, yeah.

[sniffles]

-[Grant] Congratulations.

[upbeat music]

[car passes by]

-[Kiki] Best day of my life.

Everything finally coming together.

But the past is a living thing.

It knows your fears, your weakness,

and all your secrets.

[upbeat music stops]

[birds chirping]

-Okay. Kiki, wait! Come on.

-Oh no, no, no. Uh-uh. -No, I just want to talk. Huh?

-You're supposed to be in prison.

When did you get out?

-Like almost two years ago.

-What?

-Look, I was in jail a couple of weeks,

and I walked on mishandled evidence.

Look, look. I know I should have come to see you sooner.

-No, I don't want to see you.

I have a job. I'm going to school.

-But what about Lola Ray? -Oh, no, no.

That's none of your business.

-You can't see her. -I--I don't have custody,

but that--that don't mean I can't see her.

-Well, I don't have custody either.

-Oh, come on. Don't lie to me, baby.

I--it's not gonna be-- come on. Huh?

-Were you spying on me? -No.

-You know, court cases, motions--

I mean, they're all public record, right?

-Oh, yeah. So you are.

-No. Look,

I figured we could start over again.

-Are you crazy?

-No. I'm straight now.

No more drugs. I'm not that guy anymore, okay?

You can't deny I always made money for us.

-Yeah, by selling drugs,

and--and that is what got us arrested.

That's what got me put in prison,

-and our daughter taken away. -That's the past.

-Is it?

-What's different now?

-What's different now is that I'm getting out,

this time for real.

I got a plan.

One last deal, and I'll walk away.

I'll walk away.

-[scoffs] Hell no. Hell no. I am on parole.

I didn't walk on a technicality.

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

-Don't touch me. Don't touch me. -Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

Let me finish.

I want out too. Out for good.

Jail was bad enough,

I don't want to go into prison.

I've been hustling long enough

that I've made some serious enemies.

So please, I swear to you, this last one's big.

It's huge.

Look, we-- we can vámonos forever, baby.

You understand me?

-There is no us.

-There will always be an us .

As long as we've got our daughter.

I want to see her grow up.

I'm ready to be a father again.

-Axar, you listen to me.

I worked so hard on the inside.

I got clean. I got my GED.

I--I--I am working on my bachelor's.

And you know what, they granted me custody.

But you cannot come back into my life.

Mm-mm. Nope. Can't risk it.

-Look, when we were together, you had a house.

You had your own car.

With all these big degrees,

you still live in a Section 8 studio

with no kitchen or washing machine.

I mean, addicts and ex-convicts living up the hall.

How can you raise her like that, huh?

How you even gonna go get her?

She's in North Cal, right? Hmm?

That last place you almost run away from, yeah?

Now she's up in a facility in Sacramento, huh?

-How would you get that idea?

-[scoffs] When you got friends with the right connections,

you could look up anything.

Look, how do you plan on picking her up, huh?

Take the bus, really?

You gonna pick up your kid from state custody

and take her on a bus with a bunch of fucking losers

and people that smell like shit? I mean, Kiki, that's sad.

So sad.

Why don't I just give you a ride?

Deal's going down up north too.

-No way.

-We can get it done on the way to get Lola Ray.

I mean, these buyers, these buyers,

they're--they're gonna pay by crypto,

so there's no money counting and shit.

I mean, seriously, it's in and out.

And we can do it on the way to get our daughter.

[footsteps receding]

-I'm gonna be her daddy again!

You can't stop me!

We're in this together, Kiki!

You hear me?

[distant car honking]

[melancholic piano music]

-Kiki! (echoes)

Kiki, goddammit!

-[Kiki] What is going on?

-I work my ass off and this is how you pay me back?

Goddammit!

-[Kiki] What in the world are you--?

[door shuts]

-[indistinct argument]

-[Axar] Really!?

-[thud] -[Kiki] Stop!

-[indistinct]

-[Axar] Don't you-- don't you use that!

-[indistinct]

-[thud] -[Kiki] No.

-[Kiki] Axar, please. Please, just stop.

[thud]

-[sniffles]

-Hey, Kiki.

Kind of unusual for clients to call

before their scheduled appointment.

What can I do for you?

-Yeah, I know it's weird.

I--I just had a couple questions.

- Shoot.

-Um, well, I'm ready to go get her.

-[Grant] I know. That's so good. Congrats, Mama.

-Yeah, thanks. Um...

Uh, Axar came by.

-Are you okay?

Tell me about it.

-Well, he was waiting outside the building,

-Your apartment building?

-Yeah. I have no idea how he found me.

And--and--and nothing happened.

Like, he--he didn't get physical or anything.

He just wanted to talk.

-About what?

-Lola Ray.

-It's not unheard-of for estranged parents

to wander back.

-I don't want him involved. I don't trust him.

-If he threatened you, we can file a TRO.

-But I had one?

-Two years ago.

I'm sure it expired. It wasn't permanent, was it?

-I--I don't know. Um,

I just, I thought he didn't care.

He just, like, disappeared, so.

-If you want us to file one for you, we can,

but the judge will just throw it out

if he didn't threaten you.

Who's his parole officer?

-I don't think he had one.

He--he said that he walked on a tech.

-Shit. Well, that makes it tougher,

I mean, especially if he kept his nose clean.

-Oh, my God.

-Has he been in touch with Lola?

-I don't think so.

I have to get her back, Grant. I have to.

-That's not in question, okay?

We just have to worry about Axar here.

Did you document any of this conversation?

-No.

-Kiki, if he contacts you again, you have to document it.

Record it, livestream it, film it.

I don't care.

-But he--he can't get custody, right?

Like, is he even allowed to see her?

-I'm not a lawyer. Maybe.

-Oh, my God, I just wish he'd disappear.

-Okay. Hey, right now, think about Lola.

Now, you're going to get her this weekend, aren't you?

-Yeah.

-All right.

-Okay. -You've put in all this work

for two years, and you're so close.

All right, I gotta go now, but we'll get on this.

You stay strong, all right?

Kiki?

-Yeah. Okay.

[distant laughter]

[sound of passing traffic]

[vacuum whirring]

-[Man on PA system] Doctor Wallace, line 1.

Doctor Wallace, line 1.

[phone dialing]

-Hey, baby. - Hi, Mom. Um,

are you still coming to get me this weekend?

-Oh, you know it.

Um, I am not sure how I'm getting up there yet,

but I will be there.

[distant phone ringing]

I have a question. Um,

has your father tried contacting you?

-Can I talk about that?

-[Man] Yes, that's okay.

[distant phone ringing]

-Yeah. He called like,

four times the past couple weeks,

but they didn't put him through, and I don't want them to.

-Good. Hey, you don't have to talk to him.

Just forget all about him.

-They didn't give him custody, right?

-Just you? - It's just me.

-How did you find out?

-About him calling?

Oh, I don't know. I just had a weird feeling.

-Is he stalking you?

Did you see him?

-Oh, no, no, no. Um, I ran into a mutual friend

who said he was talking about it.

-So do we need to hide again?

What--what if he--

-No. Honey, we're gonna be just fine.

Okay?

That's just him spewing his crazy talk.

You know he's famous for it.

But I can promise you

he is never gonna bother us again.

-How?

-I've known your father for a long time,

since we were kids,

and I know how his mind works, right?

He's never coming around again.

Hey. In two days, you will be down here with me,

and we are going to be on a whole new journey, okay?

Just me and you. We're starting over.

[electric guitar playing rock music]

[gun clicks]

-I hope your enemies never find you.

Trading work for a place to sleep.

Surprised Harvey let you work for him

after you stole his money,

-Ugh.

I paid him back.

-Hmm.

-How did you find me?

I mean, how did you get in anyway?

-Sweet.

It's yours?

-Of course not.

I got a little drunk last night.

You look good, baby.

-No. We're not there yet.

[ice chest door thuds]

-Why are you bothering me?

[beer can tab pops]

-'Cause I'm thinking about it.

Kid needs two parents.

So I want to know,

how serious are you about getting out?

-Dead serious.

-[Kiki] How much?

-How much what?

Do I love you?

Do you want a new car?

Do I need a shower?

-I know the answer to all those.

-[sniffles]

-How much you making from this deal?

-Put it this way.

We finally decide to get married...

I want a pre-nup.

-And you said they're paying in crypto?

-[clicks mouth] I told you that?

-Jesus. Are you still getting fucked up?

-No.

Said I'm straight and I am.

But yeah.

Yeah, they're gonna pay in crypto.

-So what's your take?

How much you makin'?

-Deal's for a million dollars.

-And what is your take?

-A million dollars.

-What about your boys?

Are you gonna burn 'em?

-My boys trust me to take payment,

and I'll divvy up later.

-You're gonna cut 'em out.

-I'll vanish.

Crypto gets lost into cyberspace.

-You're gonna be looking over your shoulder

for the rest of your life.

-I love my boys

but they're not the fastest engines in the race.

-And it's good to go? Do you trust the buyers?

-No.

And that's another reason I want to get out.

These guys are real pricks. Always try to renegotiate

even after we've agreed on a price.

But as long as we don't kill each other first,

we do the deal, and I'll get my money.

-And we can do this on the way up to get Lola Ray?

-Absolutely.

Look.

We drive, we stop, we make money.

We pick up our daughter and we vanish.

Happy family once again.

Look...

I know I fucked up.

But everything that happened is in the past now.

Hmm?

And I'm gonna get so much money,

we can put it all behind us.

So baby, you gotta say yes.

Huh?

You gotta say yes.

[phone dialing]

-Come on. Please pick up.

-Hi, Mom.

-Oh my God. Lola.

Sorry, I thought I had the wrong time.

-I was late. There was a kid in crisis

and we had to wait for staff to de-escalate him,

but it's cool now, so.

Are you still coming to get me?

-Of course, baby.

Um, I'm actually packing up right now.

I'm driving up tonight.

-Do you have a car now?

-Uh, no, no, but I think I have a ride, though.

But if that falls through, I'm just gonna take the bus.

Don't worry, I will be there tomorrow morning.

I'm--I'm sorry you've been so far away for so long.

-I--it's been okay. I mean,

this place is a lot better than the foster home, so.

Did you get new furniture?

-Oh, yeah. Um-hmm.

-Are those bunk beds?

-Uh, the agency had them donated,

and I thought they'd be perfect for us.

-Didn't you have bunk beds in prison?

-Hey, it was either that or sleep in the same bed.

I know the place, it's a little bit small,

but there's this courtyard out back, and there's some,

like, really nice people who live in the building.

I'm next on the waiting list for a two-bedroom

and it's not gonna matter anyway.

I'm--I'm gonna be at work and you're gonna be at school.

It's gonna be great.

-You have to swear to me.

Swear that you're clean.

-Honey, I have been clean for two years now,

one inside and one out. I told you that.

-I know. It's--it's just that--

-I know I screwed up, all right?

But I--I have never had my own place

and--and my own job,

and I get weekly tests from my parole officer.

I have not missed a single one.

So you can trust me, all right?

-I know. It's just that--

-Two years clean. They would not give me custody if I wasn't.

-And you're not dating anyone shady?

-I am not dating anyone, period.

There's no time for that now.

Like I said, it's--it's just you and me. Okay?

And I--I swear to you,

I will never make those same mistakes again, okay?

It's just you and me starting over.

All right?

[breaths deeply]

[alternative rock music]

-[Axar] What the fuck you doing?

-Checking our ETA.

I want to let her know when we're gonna be there.

-What the hell? - [phone thuds]

-No cell phone.

-What? Yeah, you said when we got there.

-Seems like you've been out of the game for a while, Kiki, huh?

-I am not in the game. I am a ridealong.

-Yes, you are.

Game or rider, it's all the same.

No cell phones. Burner zone.

There you go.

-[Kiki] Mine had all my numbers and everything.

-We'll get a new one tomorrow.

What?

Hmm? You don't back up?

-You said you quit.

-Quit drugs.

-Yeah, well, we have four more hours,

not including this little detour,

so you might want to pump your brakes.

-Not gettin' drunk. Just loosenin' up little.

[sucks in air]

♪ Now that I see who you are ♪

♪ It's impossible To look at you the same ♪

♪ When I'm out in a crowd ♪

♪ I can feel my blood boil When I hear your name ♪

[coyote howling]

[car moving slowly]

[soft rock music on stereo]

[car door opens]

[grunts]

-Stay here.

If we got some trouble with these guys,

the boys will jump in.

-Yeah. -Okay?

No, seriously, Kiki. Stay in the fucking car, okay?

-Yeah, got it.

Seriously.

I'll just sit right here.

[car door shuts]

-These fucks are late again.

-Still got a few minutes.

-I don't trust these guys, Ax, all right?

One of these deals is going bad.

-They pay the most,

plus fringe benefits you don't get anywhere else.

So stay cool and learn something.

-Okay, they tried to undercut us twice now, right?

And you are the one who said yes.

-They think their tough-guy act is intimidating. Hmm?

But we get paid, right?

Biggest one yet.

-This crypto shit makes me uncomfortable.

Can it be traced or something?

-Not if you take the right steps.

We've anonymized everything... wallet, email.

Whole fucking thing, right, Cade?

-Oh yeah. Yeah.

Okay. This shit you don't worry about, all right?

I set it up myself, all right? I--it's untraceable.

The only thing that we have to worry about

is them fucking screwin' us again.

-I'm on it like shit on rice.

-You are?

-Whatever. Let's unload.

-Ax, you bring a fucking bimbo to--to a deal?

-Watch your fucking mouth, Cade. She's cool. Okay?

-They're not gonna--they're not gonna think she's cool.

-Okay? -Look, they will not see her.

-Yeah? So help unload

and quit seeing being such a whiny bitch. Okay?

Look, you're the fucking nerd here, okay?

You got it?

-Go. -Yeah.

Got it.

[seatbelt clicks]

Hey. Looks like having a girl around

is ruffling some peacock feathers.

So why don't I disappear

when the rest of the sausage party arrives?

-[Axar] Yeah, maybe.

[soft rock music]

-Come on.

[insects chirping]

-Cade, that better be a burner.

-Of course, it's a burner.

Dude.

This...

Hey.

Get your ass out of the car and hide.

-Cade. Don't you talk to her, got it?

Don't you talk to her. Go. Go.

-Where am I going?

-Get out. Keep low.

-Where am I going? -Hide. Now. Go.

Go.

[car approaching]

[soft rock music]

[car revving softly]

[car door closes]

[soft rock music stops]

[car door shuts]

[footsteps approaching]

[gun clanks softly]

-Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm.

-Axar. It's been a minute.

You look healthy.

-Jaxson. Here's your product.

You want us to help load up?

-No foreplay? [chuckles softly] I mean, ladies must love you.

A modern-day sweetheart, huh?

-Oh, they leave satisfied.

Just like I hope we all do tonight.

-That depends on how good we fuck each other.

What you got for me?

-Million dollars' worth, like I told you.

-Million?

-Check it out for me.

[suspenseful music]

[sniffs]

-[indistinct whisper]

-[indistinct whisper]

-[indistinct whisper]

-[whispers] It's light.

-Damn. I guess you a little light tonight.

-Fucking knew it. -Shut up.

-Look, come on, man. Come on, Jaxson.

It's like the third time you want to underpay us, huh?

-Hey, it's the third time you came in short.

-We're not short.

I weighed it before I left.

Look, I got a scale in my truck.

We'll show you the real weight.

-Look, man, I don't got time for that shit.

We're runnin' a little late.

Why don't we just call it an even 900?

-Fucking unbelievable. [scoffs]

-Street value's 1.5.

-More like two.

-We look like some low-level street dealers to you?

We're a pass-through company,

and my client's gotta make a profit.

I mean, that's good for business.

That's why we're all here, right?

-Yeah, okay.

-Okay, 975.

-I'm still at 900.

-What the fuck do you wanna say? -[Axar] No, no, no. He's fine.

-You got something to say, man? -He's fine.

He's just young and dumb.

Just young and dumb. Okay?

-Honestly, I don't think it's too smart

to bring a live wire to a deal like this.

-You're right.

-That's how motherfuckers get hurt.

-Well, let's do this.

Then we go our separate ways, okay?

So what do you say?

Nine-seven-five?

-Nine hundred.

[clicks mouth]

-Fuck it.

Fuck these guys, Ax.

-I got a bullet with his name on it.

-Shut up. Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up.

-[Jaxson] He's gonna get somebody hurt.

-No.

Okay.

Nine-five-zero.

-[snickering]

Oh, that's good.

Look, 925 because I like you.

-Yo, fuck these guys. -Shut up.

Shut the fuck up.

-Okay. Okay.

-[Jaxson] Okay? -9-2-5.

-9-2-5. I appreciate that.

You take the proper precautions?

-Our wallet's deep as shit in darkest hell.

-All street dealers deal in cash,

but I'm sure you got plenty in your lockup.

-That ship has kind of sailed.

But if you guys don't like crypto,

I can get the fuck out of here.

I got a couple friends at the agency,

make a call.

Y'all running around with a million dollars' worth of pills.

-No, no, no, no, no. -[Jaxson] Chill out.

-It's all good. It's all good.

-[Jaxson] All right. -Let's do it. Let's do it.

-Little man, check the wallet.

[coyote howling]

-It's only 920.

-Jaxson, what the fuck is going on?

Some kind of joke, huh?

-What are you talking about?

-Jaxson, what the fuck is going on?

-[Jaxson] What's going on is- -You fucking me, huh?

-You didn't do the due diligence to check the conversion rate

or check the host, that's your problem.

I sent 925 to whoever's on the end of that wallet.

They accepted it. That's a done deal.

Get the fuck away from our product.

[gun fires, blood splatters]

[screams]

[rapid gunshots]

[bullets ricocheting]

[whimpering]

[rapid gunfire]

[automatic gunfire]

[automatic gunfire]

-Cade!

[automatic gunfire]

Cade!

[automatic gunfire]

-[Kiki] Ow.

[bullets ricochetting]

[automatic gunfire]

[groans]

[indistinct shout]

[automatic gunfire]

[groans]

[breathing heavily]

[thuds]

[suspenseful music]

-Axar.

[phone snaps]

[coughing]

-Axar? -Oh, fuck.

Who's the fucker?

Oh, what the fuck?

Those fuckers.

-Help. Hey, Kiki, who else is alive?

-[Kiki] Um... -Who else is alive?

-[panting] No one. I don't think anyone.

[grunts]

-[Kiki] Oh.

-How long have I been out?

-Um, a--a couple minutes.

-We gotta get out of here. Oh, we gotta get out of here.

They're gonna send-- they're gonna send backup.

-Did--did you just say backup?

-Uh-huh. [breathing heavily]

-Are these fucking cops?

Are they--are they fucking cops?

-Yeah, yeah. We got it. We got their money.

We got those fuckers' money.

Kiki. Kiki, you gotta help me get in the truck.

-[Kiki] Axar, you--you're not- -Kiki.

-You're not gonna make it. I gotta--I gotta get Lola Ray.

-Oh, help me. Kiki!

-No, I'm--Axar, you're-

-[Axar] Help me in the fucking truck!

- You're not gonna make it. I gotta get Lola Ray.

-Kiki, help me in my fucking truck!

Kik!

[car approaching]

-[Axar] Kiki! -[Kiki] Oh, shit.

[car door opens]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

-Holy shit.

-Holy shit. -Yo, stay cool.

All right, you lose control, things get fucked up real fast.

-I think they're all dead.

-That's quite an observation. You're ready for detective.

Stay frosty. Hit the berries.

-What? Why?

-If anyone shows up, it looks like we're investigating.

Do it now.

Now.

[indistinct radio chatter]

-I think this is gonna work out for us.

-What the fuck are you talking about?

We need to get the fuck outta here.

-You need to keep your fucking head on straight.

All right? We're good.

No one knows we're here. We're not on duty.

These guys are gonna go down as bad cops and take the fall,

and we're gonna get the dope and business keeps moving.

See?

Product survived.

Load it up.

I'm gonna do a little housekeeping.

-Wait a second.

He's still alive. He's still alive.

-Yeah, that sucks.

Sorry, buddy.

[gunshot]

-What the fuck are you doing?

-Do not act like you don't fucking get it.

He's one of my oldest friends on the force.

But you know what? We chose to fucking be out here.

Now, what do you want? He wants to survive

and go to fucking prison?

You think he wouldn't do the same thing to you or me?

We need to wrap this shit up with no loose ends.

Get it? Load up.

[indistinct radio chatter]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

-Grab the detector.

-[Tarley] What? -Grab the detector.

-[Tarley] I'm getting it.

[car door closes]

- [Tarley] What is it?

-How many dead bodies?

-I don't know, like five or six, maybe.

-Okay. Most people commit crimes with their cell phones, so.

[detector beeping]

-Ah, there it is. Seven signals.

-What do you mean seven?

That--that doesn't make sense.

-There's four- -There's an extra signal.

- So four of the dealers-- -There's an extra signal.

[detector beeping]

-Well, well, well. Would you look at that.

One of those signals just went dark.

Sounds like someone is so close,

they can hear us.

[whistling]

[foreboding music]

-Let's split up.

Go around the back.

-[Tarley] On it.

[footsteps departing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

-Stand up.

-[Stanikov] Tarley!

-[Tarley] Coming.

-Um, I--I--I'm just a girlfriend.

Axar brought me here.

-What happened?

-What do you mean? -The deal went bad. Why?

-I don't know. I was told to hide

-and I did. -What did you hear?

-Like, arguing. -About what?

-Um, price.

I--I think it was really i--i--intense

and then they just started shooting

-Who shot first?

-I don't know, it was--it was everywhere.

I just like--

-Did the money get transferred?

-I don't know. -So you're worthless to me.

-I don't un--understand. -Yes, you do.

-Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay-- -Fuck you.

-Okay, so it's like that?

[gunshots]

[suspenseful music]

[gunshot]

-[Stanikov] Come on, bitch. [grunts]

[groaning and grunting]

[gunshot]

[coughs]

[Kiki grunts]

[groaning and grunting]

[Kiki coughs]

-Get up.

[Stanikov strains]

[panting]

[panting]

-Innocent little girl, are you?

You're a fucking badass.

Fuck you.

[gunshot]

-Axar, what are you doing?

-Not too late, baby.

We gonna get Lola Ray.

Start our family again.

Or I should shoot you?

Eye for an eye and shit.

-She'd get the money anyway.

I already arranged for her to get it if I don't make it.

I did it all on your burner.

But if you kill me now,

our daughter will stay in the system until she turns 18.

And then she will age out, and she'll get the money,

and she'll blow it.

And then she just end up some...

lonely kid who got out of the system,

just like you and me.

But I can make sure our daughter has a chance at a new life.

-Oh.

-[laughs]

-We had some good times together.

-Yeah, we had some great times.

-I know, I know. All kinds, too.

I underestimated you, Kiki girl.

You're a real player.

-No.

I'm not.

-If you leave me here,

they're gonna know someone got away.

So get me in the truck, Kiki.

[distant animal howling]

[somber music]

-Kiki?

I did my best.

[sniffles]

Tell her...

I...

[sniffles]

I'll tell her.

[sniffles]

[melancholic piano music]

[birds chirping]

-I'm here to pick up my daughter, Lola Ray.

[sighs]

[distant phone ringing]

[sighs deeply]

[door opens]

-Oh.

[cries]

[sniffles]

-[Lola Ray] Let's go home.

[soft, pensive music]

[sound of traffic]

[door opens]

-Um...

so I know the place is tiny, but, um,

we've got a fridge, uh, we've got a hot plate.

Um, there's this little patio,

and it's-- it's like another room, yeah?

And I know the place looks a little bit shady,

but, um, the agency vets everyone who lives in here,

so it's super safe.

Yeah, um, everyone who lives here is, uh, on the right path.

-So it's like a foster home, but for ex-cons.

-Yeah, sure. Something like that.

There's families in here too, with kids, and--

-It's great, Mom. It's really great.

-Good.

I know that bus ride was really long.

Um, I can make us a sandwich, or we can go out and eat.

-Um, we may want to shower first.

-Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Um, the bathroom is over here,

and, um, the fridge, it doesn't have a ton of food,

but, um, I've been learning to use the apps

and I can have something delivered here.

Hey, uh, do you know anything about crypto?

I've been dabbling with it recently, and yeah, I like it.

Hey.

Are you okay?

-What about...

what about Dad?

-What about him?

-He lives in LA, right?

Does he know where we live?

-No. Your father, he is out of our lives.

He will never bother us again.

-But he just called me the other day.

What if he comes looking for us?

It can't be that hard to find us.

-Honey, he's gone.

-What do you mean?

-So, I--I found out, my parole agent,

he told me that, um, he started selling drugs again

and, um, he got what was coming to him.

You know, I know your father was not a good guy,

and I stayed with him longer than I am proud to admit,

and--and I--I can't explain it.

He had a funny side and an adventurous side,

and--and in another life,

I like to think that he would have been a good person, okay?

But everything that happened in the past,

I walked away and I burned that bridge, okay?

All that matters is us right now and--and our future.

Hey, I, I promise we're gonna be safe.

We're gonna be happy.

You know what? To hell with sandwiches.

Let's go to a really nice restaurant

and--and celebrate you coming home.

-Sounds good, but I don't, like, have anything nice to wear.

And... Mom, really?

-I stink?

You know what, it's okay. We'll go shopping.

-Mom, why don't we just wait and--

-No. Okay, tomorrow we will live small,

but today I want to celebrate, okay?

I just gotta find a place that takes crypto.

[distant sound of traffic]

-[Grant] Well, Kiki, today you complete your parole,

which means that in the eyes of the court,

you have satisfied your obligation

and are no longer an inmate of the State of California.

Congratulations.

I just need you to sign these documents

and you're free to go.

[door opens]

-Just get--excuse me?

-[Ricardo] Good morning. -What are you doing?

-I'm Detective Ricardo with CBI, and you must be Kiki.

I heard that today you complete your parole.

-This is totally inappropriate.

-Oh, this won't take long, Grant.

I'm just here investigating the incident that occurred up

in the Coalinga area a few months back

where, sadly, your husband, Axar Van Doren, was killed.

-We were never married.

-But you share a daughter, right?

Oh. Common law, I guess.

-Detective, what is the meaning of this?

-I'm glad you asked, Grant.

You see, we didn't like what we saw at the crime scene.

Things just didn't add up. You know, nothing made sense.

For instance, we found a lot of dead bodies and drugs,

but no money.

There's always money at drug deals, right?

Not even any money in Axar's truck

where he clearly drove away in.

So we started thinking, hmm, maybe...

maybe there's someone else who is unaccounted for.

And well, for a detective like me,

loose ends are a real thorn,

especially when it comes to rogue cops.

So, here I am investigating all known associates

to the deceased, of which you happen to be one.

-Oh no, I wasn't Axar's associate.

We were in a relationship, and then I went to prison,

and then nothing else after that.

-Fifteen-year relationship, that's quite a while.

-[Kiki] Off and on.

-Huh. You two met at a

group home or something like that?

-Detective, this isn't the time or the place for this.

-Oh, I'm sorry, Grant. Is there a better time or place?

Like maybe at Lola's school where you pick her up?

Or how about that new dentist's office, huh?

-What dentist's office?

-I was going to tell you.

That job interview for the front desk at the dentist.

I got it.

Yeah, I found out yesterday.

-Yeah, so did I. You--you didn't know?

Oh, that's great. Congratulations.

Maybe we could do this then and there.

Would that be good?

First day on the job? Have this discussion?

[sniffles]

-No. No, I didn't think so.

Good. I'm a do-it-now kind of guy myself.

Grant, 100 percent of the things you do get done.

Now, Miss Kiki,

why don't you tell me the last time you saw

your [exhales] deceased husband before his demise?

-He would drop in on me trying to get back together.

A couple days before he disappeared,

he cornered me on the street,

and I said to him the same thing I say every time.

No.

-No? So you're saying you didn't have anything to do

with any of his business?

-I got involved once, and I lost my daughter over it.

Never again.

I have no idea what happened to him.

-Hmm. Here's what I keep bumping up against.

The very same night

this whole crazy fiasco goes down,

you're traveling from Los Angeles

to a juvenile residential facility in Sacramento

to pick up your daughter that you share with Axar,

who's 93 miles away doing a drug deal.

-It's coincidence.

-Coincidence?

You don't own a car, do you?

-No.

I caught a ride.

-[Detective Ricardo] With who?

-I don't know.

-[scoffs] You don't know who you rode with

from Los Angeles to Sacramento?

-No.

Because I hitchhiked.

-Hitchhiked? Old school, I like that.

Well, what kind of car was it?

-Who were they? -I mean, it was night time.

Like a little crossover-type car.

Like grayish.

Nice couple, Mary and Jack.

-Mary and Jack. They were nice to pick you up, right?

-[Kiki] I didn't get their last name.

-Hmm.

The shootout occurred between 3:09 and 3:18 a.m.,

and at 7:02 a.m. on the very same morning,

you bought a ticket

from the Central Autobus station on Sonora Street

in Stockton

to catch a bus, 7:30 a.m. bus, heading to Sacramento.

Now that's 300 miles from here, but only four miles

from where Axar was found dead just a few hours earlier.

So tell me, Miss Kiki, how come you thumbed 300 miles

to Stockton only to buy

a bus ticket for the last 40 miles? Hmm?

-That's all I could afford.

-That's all you could afford?

-I don't have any money.

-You don't have any money?

[sighs]

Look, I don't give a damn about those who died,

the dirty cops or the drug dealers,

they're all scumbags in my book. But what I do care about

is loose ends.

Like I say, they're a real thorn in my side.

So I can't have any loose ends

biting me in the ass on this case,

like some dirty money popping up.

-Hmm.

I don't see how anything could come back around after this.

Seems like just a bunch of dead drug dealers to me.

-Well, if there's no other evidence,

like the money,

I'm willing to put this case on ice.

Grant, thank you for your time. Sorry for the interruption.

Miss Kiki, good luck on your new job...

and your new life.

Don't screw it up.

[door opens]

[intense music]

[light switch clicks]

-Last day pushing a broom, right?

-Did I wake you?

-[Lola Ray] Nah, I was already awake.

-How are you gonna spend your free Saturday?

-You know Marcy on 26? -[Kiki] Mm-hm.

She wants to hang out because her mom's working too,

so she invited me over to chill in her room with her.

-I like her mom.

Um, I'm gonna send her a text to make sure everything's good.

-Mom, you know you don't need to worry about me

every single second.

I was on my own for two years.

-Then I got a lot of time to make up for,

so I will be texting her mother.

-Fine.

-[Kiki] Love you, Lola Ray.

-Yeah, I love you too.

[peppy music]

[taser buzzing]

[van door closes]

[birds chirping]

[sliding door opens]

-[Masked man] [sighs] Oh, Jesus.

[clears throat]

-Are you...

Cade?

-Fuck.

-What the f- -Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

[groans]

-Kiki...

I saw you drive away that night.

-What are you talk- -Don't bullshit me.

I set up Axar's wallet. I--I changed his VPN,

I picked his Tumblr, I anonymized his email,

I set up the guardrails. Me.

And when I get back, it's gone. Poof.

Who's the only other person to survive?

You. So I know you took it and I've spent the last

six months of my life tracking it down,

trying to take it back.

I want that money, Kiki.

-I swear I don't know what you're talking about.

-Okay. All right. Okay.

Listen to me.

Either I become a millionaire or you're gonna die. Today.

And maybe even your daughter.

For six months, I've watched you.

I know where you live, I know where you work,

and I know where your daughter goes to school.

She's a beautiful young lady, Kiki.

Don't make me do this.

-Okay. Okay, I took it.

-Okay. Now, we're making progress.

-I don't know what you want. -I want what's mine!

Kiki, now. I want your exchange number.

I want your VPN. I want it all now.

-Okay, look. I don't have any--

I don't have any of that memorized.

-Kiki, you stole a million dollars in crypto,

and you can't find it? That's bullshit!

-I swear I don't--

Okay, okay, okay.

I can try to remember. Okay.

-You better start remembering.

[thuds]

-What are you--

[grunting and groaning]

-Kiki.

Kiki.

[grunting]

[panting]

[groaning]

[coughs]

[breathing heavily]

-[Cade] Kiki.

[grunting and groaning]

-[Cade] Kiki!

Stop! Kiki!

Where are you gonna go?

Where?

Where?

[straining]

-I just want the money!

-[Kiki] Put me down!

[panting]

[groans]

-[Kiki] Cade, put me down. Put me down.

-Stop!

Stop it!

[strains]

[groans]

-Threaten my daughter again, you son of a bitch.

[punch thrown]

[Kiki groans]

-Why did you have to make it so hard?!

I just wanted the money!

[panting]

[thuds]

-Fuck!

Why? Why do you have to make it so hard, Kiki,

when you could have just given me the money?!

It's all I wanted!

It's on you now, okay?

It's on you. I--

I'm gonna hit you. I'm gonna hit you in your face.

And I'm gonna hit you in your hands until you tell me.

All I want is the money!

How hard is that?!

Don't make me hurt you anymore!

-Yeah, you hit me again, I'm gonna kill you.

-You're gonna kill me? You're gonna kill me?!

I am the alpha male here! I am the alpha male!

What am I even talking to you?

I--

Yeah.

I'm gonna fucking kill you.

[gunshot]

[breathing heavily]

-Okay.

[gun thuds]

[footsteps departing]

[uplifting music]

-It wasn't me

that started the gun fight.

- Oh, my God. I just wish he'd disappear. (echoes)

And what is your take?

-A million dollars. (echoes)

-[Ricardo] See, we didn't like what we saw at the crime scene.

[gun clanks softly]

-Things just didn't add up. You know, nothing made sense.

For instance, we found a lot of dead bodies and drugs,

but no money. (echoes)

Now, Miss Kiki, why don't you tell me the last time

you saw your [exhales]

deceased husband before his demise? (echoes)

[gun fires, bullet clanks]

-Run!

[automatic gunfire]

[rapid gunfire]

-[Lola Ray] So do we need to hide again?

-[Kiki] No. Honey, we're gonna be just fine.

-These buyers, they're-- they're gonna pay by crypto.

So there's no money counting and shit.

I mean, seriously, it's in and out.

We can vámonos forever, baby.

-There is no us.

-[Axar] There will always be an us,

as long as we have our daughter.

-No money.

There's always money at drug deals, right?

Not even any money in Axar's truck,

where he clearly drove away.

So we started thinking, hmm.

-[Reporter] They're managed by

- peer-to-peer networks -[D. Ricardo] Maybe...

- of computers running.

maybe there's someone else who was unaccounted for.

Look, I don't give a damn about those who died.

-[Cindy Crypto] Hi, this is Cindy Crypto.

In this video, I'll explain how to use a Tor Browser, VPNs,

[continues indistinctly].

-But I can't have

any loose ends biting me in the ass on this case,

like some dirty money popping up.

-[Cindy Crypto] Cindy Crypto here,

and today I'll discuss how to anonymize your wallet.

...anonymize your wallet. (echoes)

[intense piano chords]

[music fades]

[distant car honking]

[humming]

-Lola Ray, Lola Ray, Lola Ray.

Lola Ray.

-Mom, why are you acting so weird?

-Because I just got some excellent news.

-Yeah? What is it?

-We got approved.

-For what?

Mom, for what?

-We got our own place. We're moving in next week.

-Oh, my God. Mom, that's so cool.

-[Kiki] I know, right?

-[Lola Ray] Is it bigger?

-Oh, yeah. Of course. Um, there's a real kitchen,

and there is a washing machine and a dryer and two bathrooms.

-Two?

Does that mean...

-Two bedrooms.

-So I get my own room?

-[Kiki] We both get one.

I don't have to listen to you snore anymore.

-Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

-This is amazing. -[Kiki] I know, I know, I know.

-My own room.

-Um, there's one more thing.

-We're almost there.

-Mom, even for you, this is a little dramatic.

-It's gonna be worth it.

Okay, ready?

-Ready? -Mm-hmm.

-The car?

-The car. What do you think?

-It's cute.

Is it...

-Oh, my God! No way.

Oh, I'm so proud of you. You earned it, Mom.

-Thank you, sweetheart. -Oh, my God.

-I have been saving and saving, and I bought that this morning.

-I can't believe it.

A new apartment and a new car in one day.

It's gonna be so hard

to live in our little place until then.

-You know, I thought the same thing,

so I rented us an Airbnb through the weekend.

You wanna go to San Diego a couple days?

-Mom, where are you getting all this money from?

-You know, we lived tight the last few months,

so it's time to live a little.

-Okay. Um, I'll go pack a bag.

-Oh no, no, no.

I already did. In the back seat.

-So you secretly planned this all out.

Damn, Mom, you're like a master criminal.

-No, not really.

More like a girl trying to live her best life.

-Okay, let's go.

[upbeat music]

-[Kiki] Your best life.

That's all about the decisions you make.

For a long time, I made some pretty bad ones.

But now, day by day, nothing but good choices.

I still have secrets. We all do.

And the past still knows them.

But the crazy thing is,

after everything burns,

a new life grows.

[upbeat music continues]