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Ooh, what's that?

What's what? The box with the bow.

My daughter Sasha's turning 21 in two days.

Clem's brother's got a really good hookup resale in Laughlin.

You got her a gun?

I just told you she's turning 21.

You got her a gun from a roach coat.

So Clem's one -stop shopping for life -sorting and chips, cheeseburgers, guns.

Does he defry bullets?

He might.

You can damn near defry anything these days.

Man, I never got a gun when I turned 21.

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

How much did you spend on that Ruger, rookie?

Which is a single -action weapon from the ass end of the 1800s and damn near

useless in a 21st century gunfight.

It's not the brush.

It's the teeth.

We have 20 responding en route.

God damn it.

I don't need no fucking ESP.

I'm going to let you finish that heart attack, and I'm going to go protect

and serve.

You right there, rookie. I protect and serve better than a fool. Hey!

Now, which one of you want to spend the night in county lockdown?

That's what I thought.

I did not mean to lean into that lady. I'm really sorry.

Get on the ground.

Which one of you are going to arrest me? All right, somebody arrest me. On the

ground. Get on the ground. Can one of you people please fucking arrest me?

Kim!

Come in.

Well, what do we have here?

Picked up a boy toy for you, Kim.

Just the sweetest thing a guy's bringing for you. And look at this pretty blue

purse.

I'm going to sell.

The only sell you're getting is the one you're spending the night in.

Lord, I don't know what happened to your eye.

You're a charming man.

Teddy, you're bleeding.

A lot.

Whoa, what the hell is this?

A bullet, bud. He got shot.

Get him downstairs.

Get him stitched up. Maybe the border will get him talking.

Damn, your mama didn't love you at all.

Gordon,

I mean, I know.

What the hell is going on?

Who's on intake?

Last week you spit to them about not getting enough overtime, and now here

are jawing away like a bunch of fucking old ladies.

Get back to work.

Sorry, Mitchell.

Sorry, Mitch, my ass.

Officer Hewitt.

Where the fuck are my evidence inventories?

The ones I've been asking for for two weeks?

I'm on it. I'm on it.

I hate that fucking phrase.

I prefer get it fucking done.

There's some kind of goddamn inside bet to raise my damn blood pressure every

fucking second of every goddamn day.

Looks like a cop car.

Central State 10 out of 10. Shitload of bullets everywhere.

10 out of 10.

Windows are busted.

10 out of 10.

Get the fuck out the damn bathroom.

Jesus Christ.

Got the blood of a fucking toddler.

This is 50 over.

1155 off the area road.

Some art crowned Vic with a dash lamp. I can't find it registered anywhere.

Vehicle's also shot up. Copy, 10 -10.

Clarify shot up, please.

Do you mean bulletin? Hey, stop, buddy.

Stop! What

the

fuck?

What the fuck?

10 -10, is everything okay?

You doing a little drinking tonight, asshole?

Been doing a lot more than a little.

$10 .10. Is everything okay?

You almost killed a state trooper, you dumb fuck.

$10 .10.

Get in there. Get in there.

$10 .10.

Some goddamn drunk almost ran it down just now. Can we process him at your

station?

Yeah, it's a slow night. Bring him down.

All right, if it were 10 -H.

Give us 30 minutes.

You alright?

Fuckin' overtime my ass.

We got fragmentation here, Teddy.

Someone trying to kill you?

Is that why you were trying to get arrested tonight?

You got your ass ice cold, Teddy.

You assaulted an officer. That's aggravated battery. That's mandatory 12

and counting.

So I would take advantage of my meaningful amount of sympathy for you

shot and talk.

You know, I had this boyfriend in high school, Curtis Flores.

My father didn't care for him. Not that he liked any of my boyfriends, but he

always said about Curtis, Honey, that boy is never more than a dick ahead of

devil.

Curtis.

Curtis sounds like a gem.

What ever happened to him?

He was stabbed and killed in the parking lot of an Applebee's.

He let the day get past him.

And the devil was right there.

Hey, Sarge.

Hey.

We got an unmarked crown big.

Full of bullet holes.

Just found abandoned by state troopers.

That mean anything to you, Teddy?

Lorraine Fink as Leigh Adege.

Hey, listen, it's me again.

I need you to get the fuck out of the house.

Okay? Take Ryan and go somewhere. Go anywhere.

Do you understand me? I sent you the combination.

Check your texts.

Check your texts.

Time's up, Teddy.

Just give me the code to your cell. I'll check it for you.

Just let me check my phone.

Let me check my cell.

How's that going to hurt you?

State law requires that we keep our intoxicated guests in separate quarters.

So you've got to place audio cells.

Hands. I didn't mean to hit you so hard.

Oh, aren't you sweet?

Get comfortable, Teddy.

You're going to be here a while.

Holy shit!

Smells like Satan's asshole.

Am I home?

Yeah, this dip shit nearly killed us.

Bounce this car off that abandoned Crown Lake and put it in the ditch.

All right, well, I'll get you a lovely night's stay in here in a stainless

cot. Any ID?

None. Driver's license, social security?

John Doe it is. What the hell is this?

It's my insulin.

What is that?

I need it. I need it.

Talking about diabetes. You're diabetic, aren't you?

Not every fat guy has diabetes.

Okay, I got a prisoner escort down to processing, please.

How's that workout coming along?

Yeah, I gave up on the workouts.

That's a great decision, man.

Yeah, I'm making the decision not to work out.

No, no, no, no. We're not in there. We're not in there. We're over here.

Hold him, Ruby.

Okay.

Okay, big guy.

Okay. All right.

To your right.

You see that shit? Hey, it never happens.

You got any food? I'm finished.

Just loaf. What the hell's loaf? If you're into that dry dog shit, it's

delicious. This just ain't your night, Teddy.

What are you in for?

What are you in for?

I sucker punched a cop.

No, that's not what you're in for.

You're in for a lot more than that.

What'd you do?

Forget you, Teddy.

I support you, Lucy, carefully.

Don't have much time. Hey!

Hey! Hey, Teddy! Come on!

Listen to me.

914 Glenview Crest, apartment number 16.

Who lives there?

A woman and a boy.

What in the fuck are you guys going on about?

Shut the fuck up! It's for my food, man. I want my food.

Shouldn't eat loaf after midnight.

That should have given you nightmares.

The big black kind.

Shut the fuck up! You guys keep fucking with me, I'm gonna bring the hoes in on

both y 'all bitch asses.

What do they want?

make a deal?

Listen, Teddy.

I don't want you to think you can save yourself because you obviously can.

But there are other considerations.

Like my ex? Is that what you're talking about, my ex?

I can't give a shit.

The kid ain't even mine, man.

What guarantees are you giving me, spirit?

Guarantees are a mighty gift, Eddie.

You know how this goes.

It's up to you where I go next.

You can't do shit to me in here, pal.

You know what? Actually, you can't do a fucking thing.

What okay? What's that?

What okay?

It is what it is, Teddy.

What do you mean it is what it is?

My ex and my kid.

They're alive?

I was able to.

You want to play Dave or something?

Where the fuck are my evidence inventories?

There he is.

Keeping you in the cage.

You finally getting those inventories straightened out?

I'm trying.

Fucking Mitchell wants everything letter perfect.

Yeah, it's a pain in my ass.

Yeah, I bet.

Are you good otherwise?

Otherwise what?

I'm worried about you, man.

Grown -ass fucking men.

Don't worry about other grown -ass fucking men, Barnsley.

I'm fine. I'm just tired of Mitchell's bullshit.

I feel you. He wouldn't do it if he didn't love you.

Look, you don't have to tell me, but if you ever need to talk, chat, shoot the

shit, whatever. I'm good, man. They don't have to worry about me.

Okay. I'm good.

Law enforcement officials appear no closer to solving the brutal murder of

Nevada Attorney General William Fenton, who was found slain.

We will continue to work both at the local and state level to bring the

or persons responsible for these senseless murders to justice. Yeah,

attorney 72, attorney 96.

It's embarrassing.

Makes only the attorney general about it.

This fucking guy Moreto has been busted more times than I've made bust.

22 arrests and no charges. How does that happen?

There it is. What are you doing?

I'm working on my rodent roulette.

Rodent roulette?

Yeah, see, in Indiana, we get pissed off on everything.

Squirrels, rabbits.

My dad came up with this thing. You take one round, drop it in the wheel, spin

it, it's got to land on that cylinder, squirrel soup.

And were you any good? Did you get any squirrels?

I never did. My dad did.

Hmm. So you were a failure in the eyes of your father?

That tracks.

That's cool.

You see, you're all cocky now because you got that fancy black on you.

You didn't think I noticed that?

Oh, I'm surprised you noticed. It's sitting all comfy, cozy on my head.

I quit trying for it.

My red hawk raised his ear black hawk.

I got 30 seconds.

Now let's start seeing him sticking around.

You did?

Oh, yeah. All right, you ready, gunslinger?

It's your move, toddler.

Officer Downs!

Officer Downs!

You know, I'd speed kill him.

Oh, I can put my stubby fingers on? Every time.

Get quicker, man.

I know who you

are, pal.

I've heard all about you.

Legendary Bob Vidic.

Some chilling shit floating around about you.

Some poor bastard in Tampa.

You cut off his arm with a carving knife and then you beat him to death with

that same old pipe.

It was his leg.

I've heard about you too, Teddy.

So you're very effective.

How are you not dead? A dozen different ways by now. It's a cross between a

fluke and a fucking miracle.

More magic trick than anything, really.

Mind over matter.

People what they want.

You take more than you need.

What do you say we cut to our bullshit?

You want to live.

That'd be nice.

You still think that's possible because you haven't been paying attention.

So you try to buy your way out. Let's make a deal, man. I got a lot of money.

You mean the money you stole from them?

What we fail to understand, Teddy, is it's not about the money anymore.

There's no play here, Teddy. No deal to be made.

It's a simple choice.

It's never simple.

You're a fucking idiot.

So they're running out of time.

Huber! This is fucking bullshit.

Will somebody get fucking Huber up here, please?

Oh,

I'm sorry.

Are you Huber?

You have an open door policy.

I also have a no pain in the ass policy, but you don't seem to pay any attention

to that.

20 to arrest, zero convictions.

Who? Our mystery man, Teddy Moreto. Have we impounded that abandoned Crown Vic

yet? Yeah, I just sent Ruby and Barnes out to meet the tow truck driver.

Did you read the state trooper's report?

Why the hell would I read the state trooper's report when I'm buried in

inventories that don't make any goddamn sense?

Will somebody please get Huber up here now?

There was a cherry light and a siren mount on the dash.

Okay. So here's my theory.

Teddy either stole that unmarked off a cop, or he's impersonating a cop.

He's a fucking total bullshitter.

Wait him out.

Because we can hold him indefinitely.

Yeah.

Huber! If you are within the sound of my goddamn voice, get your big ass up

here! Don't make me come looking for you!

This motherfucker gonna make me come looking for him.

Rasmus, okay?

I'm doing everything that I can.

I've probably gotten about a key and a half out of evidence.

Do you have any fucking idea what that entails? What could happen to me? I know

I owe you.

Yes.

Fuck fireball, dude.

This fucking hangover is going to be a fucking bitch bump. Aspirin me too.

Aspirin's bad for your liver.

Cool, dude. Thanks.

You a fucking doctor?

Yep.

Got my degree from the University of Common Sense.

Huh?

Yeah, I didn't think you studied there.

Huh?

I'm getting a sinking suspicion that, huh, is the word that best describes

I'm getting a fucking suspicion.

Fucking fuck you, dude.

Set an alarm, a reminder to get your ass kicked?

I wouldn't poke the bear, pal.

Huh? Oh, there it is again.

What?

Oh, that's good. Change it up, huh?

What?

Keep them guessing.

Yeah.

Don't make me fuck you up in here, all right, man?

You look like a fucking stepdad. I would slap the shit out of you.

Looking at a real one, son.

I don't give a shit.

You feel me?

False alarm, guys. I got something that caught fire in one of these evidence

bins.

Can someone please bring me a fucking fire extinguisher up here?

Put it on it.

Jesus Christ, that's loud.

What the fuck is happening?

What, you being Uber?

He's always looking for you.

Yeah, his voice carries.

Hey, who's this?

That's the douchebag that clocked Young at the casino.

Is he still down, Holden?

Situation in Holden. You're outside of Holden now.

He's going to die.

He's going to die. He's going to die.

He did it. He did it. Don't go in there. Please help him.

Watch your back.

Hey, watch your back.

Look out.

We got shots fired. We got shots fired.

Help!

Help! He's trying to fucking kill me!

Somebody!

You seem to have sobered up.

I'm going to need you to drop that gun and lower yourself as flat as a board to

the floor for me.

fucking head off you assaulted my sergeant

and are attempting an escape there's not a jury in Nevada that would blah blah

blah drop that fucking gun

now

What the hell happened?

We need an ambo in here now.

Check Sarge.

He was shot?

No, but he was attacked.

And get the other guy up to the infirmary now. He's having trouble

Give me your right wrist.

Anything I can do to help, officer? Yeah, shut the fuck up.

I'll be right here if you need anything.

Move!

What the fuck are you looking at him for?

Get out.

Here we go, here we go. Puff it right there to your left.

Show me.

Want to check him?

All right, sit up.

All right.

Look at me.

All right, I think you dislocated your jaw.

I'm going to have to reset it. I'm going to stick my thumbs in your mouth.

One.

Two, three.

Get up. Get up.

It's the infirmary.

I got you. I got you. I got you.

I did this in Army Medical Corps on a cadaver. On a fucking cadaver? Was it a

cadaver before it started?

I'm nervous.

I make bad jokes all the time. Let me focus.

Are you left -handed?

Fuck yeah, you're left -handed. Are you sure? Just wait on the ambulance.

Can you steady that?

Yeah. Oh, he's breathing.

Is he breathing?

Hey, we did it.

That's how you... That was fucking badass. Keep an eye on him. That was

badass. This

is

Huber.

I was told to call you.

Yeah.

Yes.

Jesus fuckable!

Don't do that!

Motherfucker, what are you in my biz for?

Hey, how long does it take for IOPS to turn around prints usually?

They don't prioritize DUIs.

What does that mean?

Does it take a while?

What's got you so curious?

Curiosity.

Let's you and me talk man to man.

Never more than a day ahead of the devil.

Tell me, Teddy.

Tell you what?

Tell me why Mr. Mill Street back there faked a DUI to get into this station for

a shot at killing you.

I don't know. Why don't you ask him?

Bob Fittick.

Why are you trying to kill him?

What do you care? You don't even like him.

Why is he trying to kill you, Teddy?

Okay.

Let's do this.

You can tell me everything.

And I mean every last fucking thing.

Or option two, you can keep smart -assing me, shrugging off my questions

that stupid fucking look on your face, and I'll put you and your pal in the

cell together.

You're not going to do that.

Let's not be ridiculous.

Do it.

You can't do it.

You're not allowed to. Remember?

Stop fucking around.

I am as far away from fucking around as you can possibly get.

You still drunk?

Sober as a judge.

You gonna fuck with me?

Nope.

Not you.

Problem solved.

Look, this is way beyond anything you want to get involved with, lady. You

fucking understand. No, you don't understand how incredibly fucking bored

Fuck.

What I do, my profession, I put people together.

High -profile people, like -minded, shared interests.

Movers and shakers kind of shit. Cops, politicians, entrepreneurs, heads of

state. I handle them all.

Call it high -end consultancy.

You're a fixer. No, I hate that fucking term. I don't fix.

I manufacture opportunities.

She doesn't have to get hurt, Teddy.

What he knows...

all the years.

You read the papers?

That's mostly what I do here.

So you know about the Nevada Attorney General that was murdered last week,

Bill? Motion is done.

Now the people I work for, they got their hopes into everything.

Just need you to sign it so I can file.

And when I say everything in the state of Nevada, I'm talking about the gaming

industry.

That is the summit from which everything else flows forth.

Now, my job is simple.

I keep him talking. I keep him happy. This guy Fenton, he was a crusader.

So you tried to buy him off.

Multiple times.

And he wasn't biting.

Not even a nibble.

But when they clipped Fenton, walls came crumbling down.

He recorded everything I said with him.

And he used that as leverage to get me to roll.

Teddy. You're about to purge yourself from people that will butcher your

fucking bloodline.

If you don't come clean, I can't help you.

The feds offered me a deal.

I took the deal.

What kind of deal?

Reciprocal.

I'm invisible.

That's where I'm going to be. Get people to turn.

What do you mean, what the fuck am I talking about? I got fucking heat all

me. High level.

People with their hands in the mix.

Listen to me. Don't bust my balls on this. And then one night, I almost got

hurt.

What does that mean?

Get out!

It almost blew me the fuck out.

So I had to go to ground.

Disappear.

Why didn't you tell her about the money, Teddy?

Haven't heard you mention the money once.

What money?

Go on, Teddy, now that we're all sharing.

Tell about the millions you siphoned off and stashed away somewhere.

The feds knew about the money. Bullshit. It's not bullshit. Lady, this guy will

roll in your fucking guts, given the opportunity.

I'll take my chances.

Hard chargers get charged hard.

What does that mean?

But you don't know.

It means if you push too much, then you get pushed back harder. That doesn't

sound as cool.

But it's meant to be helpful. What the fuck do you think I said it for? Okay,

all right. Thank you.

Thank you.

All right.

Take me through the last 24 hours.

The gunshot wound, the Crown Vic, et cetera.

All of it.

Para Vegas's finest drove me out of town, quote.

Deliver me to the FBI.

Unquote. It was bullshit.

These cops are bent.

I had a date with a hole in the desert.

Thank God the feds were shadowing me or I'd have been totally fucked.

Right here, sugar.

They're on the way back with the tow truck.

All right, have the tow truck continue on here, but ask Barnes and Ruby if they

can reroute to the old Nomad Motel out on Route 95, just north of Lee Canyon.

Possible crime scene, multiple shooting victims.

I know, just have them radio once they're on scene.

It's going to be all right, Sarge.

We're going to take care of everything.

Are you still alive?

He good?

Yeah, yeah, he's still breathing.

He's that aim that's come from Reno.

It's a fucking team forever.

I'll ask him to call him again.

Don't let him fall asleep.

Here I go.

6 Charles 12, this is Central.

It's Barnes.

Barnes, give me one second. I got Young coming up right now.

Him? I got Barnes out of the motel.

I need you to find my ambo for me, please.

Got it.

Barnes. Yeah, Young, what are we supposed to be seeing out here?

Any signs of a shootout?

Shell casing, blood spatter, drag marks.

Need an update on the ambulance, please.

No, nothing.

All right, thanks.

About ten minutes on the ambulance.

Bad accident on the 15 southbound. Backup traffic.

Okay, can you do me a favor and write a name for me? Bob or Robert Biddick. Try

spelling variations on that last name.

Who is he?

I think he might be our John Doe downstairs.

Have you scanned some back from my office?

No, not yet.

Huber already asked.

About what?

The prince, John Doe.

Why the fuck is Huber asking about that?

Can I ask you a personal question, Teddy?

Let's see why not.

You had it all.

They took good care of you, didn't they?

Money, women, whatever.

Why in the hell would you give that up?

You could have kept going.

They would have never let you go down.

You'd never seen the inside of a courtroom or that cell.

You should have just kept going.

Your entire fucking life on fire. Run as fast as you can, hoping that'll put out

the flames.

You know what you've never been?

Not once.

Tell me, Teddy.

You've never been forced down the fucking rabbit hole making life and

decisions, Bob.

I do that every fucking day, Teddy. No, you don't.

Those aren't decisions. Those are directives.

Kill this guy. Kill that guy.

Wipe out that family, fucking vanish another one.

You're a psychopath, Bob, plain and simple.

I'm not a psychopath, Daddy.

I'm a professional.

And there's a difference.

You'll know it when you see it.

What about this other guy, Vidic?

I'm not familiar with him.

Probably a cutout.

Notched.

Bob mostly contracts third -party participants for heavy lifting like

These are distinctly bad people, officer.

So the quicker we can get Moreto moved, the better.

We found the bodies of his ex -wife and son last night floating in a runoff

slough near Lake Mead.

Shit. Listen, Teddy Moreto has made more enemies than I can count.

So, what did he tell you about this little daring escape he pulled off?

That a pair of crooked cops got ambushed by the feds and touched off a big

gunfight. Have you turned up anything on that?

No.

Not a thing.

Thank you.

Yeah.

We got a big fucking problem.

We got a cop in gun creek asking two little fucking questions.

My kid okay?

Get in contact with my ex?

I talked to a detective at Vegas PD, and they're going to send a car and do a

wellness check.

I'm sure everything's fine.

Let me check my cell phone.

You can't check yourself on Teddy.

Let me check. I'm sorry. She's got information for me that could put her in

danger, okay? When Vegas TV reaches back out, I'll let you know.

I'll let you know.

Robert K. Vidic, Home Associates.

What do we have here?

Well, don't these guys look like a bunch of fucking assholes?

Anthony Lamb.

What kind of jerk -off name is that?

Man -soldier, sold a deadly weapon, battery.

We have a birthday balloon bouquet for Officer Huber.

You look just like this fucking assbag down here.

Aw, come on now. You're kidding. You gotta check this out. Look at this.

You look just like him.

The resemblance is fucking uncanny. Now, what are the odds?

Oh, hold on there, buddy.

Oh, steady now.

Ooh, the boats are rocking.

Oh, I'd love to know what's going through your mind.

Sorry, guy.

Traffic was a bitch. What do we got? Thank God you're here. He took quite a

spill. He's right back here.

Holy shit. Check vitals.

You say you fell?

Yeah. Yeah. Well, to clarify, I shot him in the head and then he took a little

tumble.

Oof.

Dang.

What?

Are you... Is that your blood right on my head where I shot you on your head?

Imagine that.

Anthony J. Lamb, you got to buy yourself a lottery ticket today.

Oh, I hope they're powerballing.

Kimball, where the fuck's that ambo, man?

Shit.

What the fuck? Hey, who the fuck are you? Hey, I'm calling for help, man.

easy. Goddamn.

What the fuck happened? I'm just a balloon man, man. I'm calling for help,

buddy.

First rule of policing, huh?

Beware the unusual element.

And in this scenario, I believe that is me, Officer, well, Officer formerly

known as...

He used to be a much better man.

What was that?

Okay, now.

Oh, no.

Well, that fucking blew.

How bad is it?

You haven't heard all that gunfire?

Are you a fucking idiot, Teddy?

That question persists.

I ain't talking about the gunfire.

Fucking shitting me.

Guy was firing what looked like a snub -barreled submachine gun. Those used 9mm

ammo.

This bullet in my stomach is a .44 caliber.

There you go.

What does that mean?

Ricochet.

It means she shot herself.

Young, it's me.

Come let me out of the cell, okay?

You don't know what's going on up there, and you are wounded bad. You're going

to bleed out.

Young, you know me. This is Young.

I'm trapped down here in holding with two detainees, and I've been shot in the

abdomen.

You're bleeding out.

Get me out of here. Come on. I can help you. I have no idea what's going on up

there. You are wounded badly.

Get me the fuck out of here.

Ouch.

That does appear to be bulletproof.

Anthony Lamb.

Is that Big Bad Bob Vinnick?

Sideshow Bob, what the fuck are you doing in there?

You know this white job?

Yeah, he's, uh... Well, Miss Law and Order, how about you open this door, we

wrap this up real quick, and I get the hell out your head too sweet, huh?

Fiatore Moretto.

I'll be the fucking monkey's uncle.

Look at you in there.

One of male grooming's greatest misfires.

The man bun.

You look like old Tom Cruise in that samurai picture that nobody watched.

Goddamn. Bob, what's happening in there?

Uh, yeah. Hey, Anthony?

You know what, Bob? I'm sorry.

I'm going by the more friendly and less formal Tony these days. I know it's been

a minute.

Anthony, I'm going to need you to clear off this contract. No can do, Bob. This

contract is free fire, as there are competing parties for one Theodore

Hey, Anthony.

You know, I'm not responding to that name.

Anthony? Yeah, I'm not responding to that fucking name, Bob. You heard me.

Doesn't Joe Titino in Chicago have a $65 ,000 sticker on your head?

He does indeed, Bob.

And all he's got back are the heads of the assholes he sent to collect mine.

Clear off my contract now, Anthony, or as God is my witness, I'm going to cut

off your fucking head, put it in a bag, and drive it to Chicago. I shit you not.

Meow.

Is that a gauntlet you thrown down there, Bob? Are we going to duel to the

death?

Well, if so, I foresee some terrible things for you.

In the not too distant future, Bob, I drew you a dick.

It just got weird.

Well, it's going to get weirder.

You like this action, Moreto?

Moreto, I'm coming in there whether you like it or not.

Now you see the difference?

10 -13.

This is Officer Valerie Young.

I am gravely wounded in the subfloor detention block at the Gun Creek City

Police Headquarters. Copy.

Can anyone hear me?

10 -13.

Officer in dire medical need. Over.

You're going to run out of time, young.

You're going to die.

Teddy doesn't care if you live or die. Right, and you do. Don't listen to him.

Trust me. I don't care what that fucking idiot says. Let me help you. Don't

fucking do it. What are you? Shut the fuck up.

Huber. Huber, you've got an armed man out there. Watch your back.

I'm shot.

Both detainees are secure.

Suspect, put out the scene.

It's over.

Passcode isn't working.

Did you change it?

Yeah.

Well, tell me what it is so I can get in there and help you. Where's Mitchell?

They're all dead, Valerie.

I'm sorry.

Son of a bitch.

Murdered every last man.

Where are you shot?

Didn't you hear my call out earlier?

No, I wasn't near my radio.

Valerie!

Hubert.

Why were you interested in those eye office scans?

What's that?

Kimball said you asked about the eye office scans for our DUI.

You know what?

I just had a really bad feeling about that guy.

Which guy?

Vidic, the D .U .R.

He was processed as John Doe.

Where'd you get the name Vidic?

Where's the man who killed your fellow officers, Huber?

Is he whispering in your ear?

They don't care about us.

All we have to do is stand down and give them a red -oh.

We've already lost three cops. I can't even think about losing another one,

okay?

You're a piece of shit, Huber, and a horrible cop.

I never liked you, and Sarge couldn't stand you.

Well, you know what, Valerie?

Sarge doesn't have to worry about me anymore. And you're not going to have to

worry either if you keep up this Alamo bullshit.

You already got a bullet in your belly, hon.

You want another one in your brain?

I'd like you to try, motherfucker.

I'd like you to get on in here and get that bullet there. You want to do that

for me? Oh, yeah, we are.

We're going to come in there, you stupid fucking bitch.

You hear me?

We're getting in there.

The teddy's dead.

That's what I said.

Oh, let the man wrap a plan so they'd see him home.

Actually, he's got a pretty nice voice

This

is it

Can we access it through these ducts?

It's 12 inches in diameter. It's way too narrow.

How about we break down that door?

Nah.

This thing's like a side of a fucking tank. It's an armory -style door. Never

get in.

That's why I think we bust in through this wall.

Come into the locker room. This is Moretto's cell right here. I mean, it's

thick son of a bitch.

Probably a foot of solid concrete.

Thanks, and rock.

What do you think they're doing out there?

Finding a way in.

When they do get in, they'll kill you first.

I would tell you to barter with them, but... Lamb will just lie and strip the

skin off your bones once you give him what he wants.

All you had to do was just let me blow Marito's head off when I had the chance.

Then you wouldn't be sitting there with a bullet in your side praying for a

fucking miracle.

Well, that's before prayers.

My great -grandfather had that scrawled on his Stahlhelm helmet in World War II.

Stahlhelm?

Isn't that a German army helmet?

Your great -grandfather was a Nazi?

But you're... Black?

Black.

Nazis were in North Africa in the 1940s. Just a little trivia to take from this

circumstance.

Like most Germans at the time he had to fight, they were being overrun. He

didn't have a choice.

Yeah, deja vu.

Wait, what?

Deja vu.

That's not deja vu, dummy. Yes, it is. No, it's not.

Deja vu is when you experience the exact same thing a second time. Or the

sensation that you have.

Why are you taking his side?

How the fuck am I taking his side?

You said that your great -grandfather had a fight, that he was overrun, and he

had no choice, like me.

Sitting right here.

Deja vu.

Okay, whatever.

You win.

Anybody else feel cold?

Hey, look at me. Young, don't close your eyes.

Throw me the keys.

Throw me the keys.

You're better off bleeding to death sitting there. Do not give him the keys.

You're gonna listen to that contract killer or you're gonna listen to me? Are

you fucking kidding?

He's a mob -flunky con man. Who would you rather have fighting for your life

right now, Val?

Not you.

Why because I'm the bad guy

Asshole.

You gonna help me or you just gonna sit there eating that shit?

We just got by the one hammer there, Hoss.

Yeah, I get that, but I thought that maybe we could switch, you know?

Trade off.

Oh, come on, man. I already killed four people tonight.

Including two of your co -workers.

I ambushed.

I killed my fucking sergeant tonight.

And an innocent civilian.

Yeah, well.

We were a cop business.

So that makes you a murderer.

But I've been a murder business, so that just makes me a laborer.

You see how that works?

You're fucking crazy.

And also, on top of it, not to be the day at horse, but you could use some

physical activity.

Oh, come on, man. That kind of made your wife like you, sliding all up on top of

her, looking like a big old hot pocket with a heart on.

I mean, look, don't you want to look like that one time?

Fucking Chris Hemsworth enjoys a beach day with his wife, Elsa Pataky.

Just one time in your life. Don't you want to look like Thor?

Of course you do.

It's only going to happen with hard work and a swing into the muddy hammer.

So carry on.

Norseman? Come on, Star Wars!

I think we're at a prayer, John.

I didn't want to see you bleed out, and I didn't want to see anybody take the

skin off your bones.

I just wanted to get the fuck out of here. John, you want to see a way

this? Don't listen to him.

Throw me the fucking keys.

Think he's going to make it through these guys, and if he does, you think

going to see him again?

My loss has made you loopy, lady. I don't want to die in here if I can't

it. And I'm trusting you, Teddy, to do as you say and help me and not

run from this.

All Teddy does is run.

He's running from me. He ran to you. How do you think he got in here? He sucker

punched a cop.

You.

I got that last week. I want it back.

Oh, you just fucked us both. In the kitchen next to the intake lobby.

There's a trauma kit above the fridge. Fucking opportunist, that's all he is.

Please bring that back here.

I won't make it otherwise, Teddy.

Ask Officer Young where your ex -wife and son are, Teddy.

You said you sent out a unit to check on him.

Did that unit ever arrive, Officer Young?

Our Teddy's family all wrapped away, safe and sound.

Young.

Where are they?

I'm sorry, Ted.

Did you know that family was dead, Riddick?

You couldn't have saved them anyway, Teddy.

You doomed them a long time ago.

Do they have something to do with it?

I can't be sure. Best guess.

Where were they found?

In a runoff slough near Lake Mead.

Tom McConnell with a butt naked tranny with a mask on. You can't say trans. You

have to say transvestite.

That's what you call it? Now you have to say transvestite. Hey,

where the fuck is everybody?

They still doing construction this late?

They shouldn't be.

What the fuck is this?

What the fuck happened here?

Oh man.

This fucking thing is taking forever.

Huber, what the fuck?

Hey, guys.

You're back. Why are you back?

We ran out to a scene for Val. What the fuck are you doing?

Who's this?

Why is he out here?

Joe!

Joe,

Huber! Huber, I don't know nothing. I didn't see nothing. I got a kid. He's

going to say anything.

Tell him you're not going to say anything.

I swear to fucking Christ I won't say anything. Are you sure?

You can trust him. He's my friend.

Are you all friends?

Yeah. Then you shoot it. All friendly like.

I can't. Not Barnes. You shot your sergeant. This man means something to

going to walk over there and empty the contents of this weapon into his face.

So if you plan to be more humane, now is the fucking time.

No. Come on, man.

I'm sorry, Barnes.

You were right.

You don't have kids, man. That's why we're still here.

Please tell me your grand plan was not freeing that fucking idiot who put a gun

in his head.

What choice did I have?

Freeing and arming me.

A liar, Kelly.

I wish you knew what I knew about him.

You were so hell -bent on... saving the day that you wound up shooting yourself.

I live in a world where people like you win, Vidic.

Right.

You'll just safeguard a lying asshole and give your life to protect his.

Should I live like you, Bob?

It's honest.

It's lawless.

And I won't stand for it.

No, you'll just sit there and bleed out instead.

Give me the keys, Valerie.

No.

Don't call me Valerie. It's creepy.

What the fuck?

How'd you do that, Bob?

Let's put a pin in that right now, Bill.

I just wanted to see how our little friendship would play out.

Now, pretty soon you're going to lose consciousness. You're going to fall

asleep. And you're not going to wake up.

Then will you listen to my dying wish before I do?

You have

someone you love.

Don't we all?

No, we don't. But you do.

No, that's your left hand, your gun hand. You're not going to wear a ring

You're married.

You want to see him again.

Teddy's not coming back. You can trust me on that.

You said you wanted to take your chances.

Here they are.

You either sit there and bleed him.

Oh, that was it.

You could have stopped this whole goddamn mess, man.

And saved your family, too.

Because all they wanted was those names.

Well, and all the money, so you steal a little motherfucker.

You shoot me in the chest, Mr. Teddy.

Yeah, you better conserve that ammo.

You're going to need it.

I'm going to get you out, Mr.

Teddy.

Listen, I...

That's the day they don't tell me.

They all sound asleep when I put the ziplocs on, but it didn't take them two

minutes. I didn't want them to stop.

Big fuck, Teddy.

You did it.

We all deserve the water in the end, but it will be done.

It now hurts.

I'm going to need something just a little bit bigger, Anthony.

Cut off your head.

That's the reaction.

A temporary ceasefire to achieve a common end.

As in this end.

Our little lost lamb isn't dead just yet.

So I'm going to let you send him off.

Revenge for your family.

And then you and I are going to resume.

Hey, hey, hey. It's a water.

It's a water.

Thank you.

Not bad, is it?

That's jackfruit.

It's not chicken.

I mixed some garlic and cilantro with store -bought coleslaw.

That's the secret.

Val? Teddy.

You never came back.

I was coming back, Val. I was grabbing this kit right here, and I was coming

back. Oh.

So you were gonna bring it after you ate, but before you lit this place on

And where's my gun?

Am I gonna get that back?

That's okay.

I got my friend's gun.

My dead friend.

I heard that machine gun of yours making quite the statement.

So, have you seen Huber?

Lam?

Vidic?

There it is.

My own bullet that I put in my stomach, protecting you.

Fiddick was right about you.

But... We are what we are.

Always.

You seem to always have so much to say, nothing new now.

I'm just wondering where all this is going.

Yeah.

Me too.

I guess we'll find out soon.

I radioed in a Code 3, also known as a hot call, so... We're ten minutes away

from our parking lot being flooded with every available law enforcement officer

within a 20 -mile radius.

And I just took an adrenaline shot.

So I'm feeling a little rambunctious.

Shame.

You could run.

So you could shoot me in the back?

You've already stabbed me in mine.

I think we should get you back to your cell now, Teddy.

Unless you had something else in mind.

Thank you.

Never more than a day ahead of the devil, Teddy.

But maybe I'm your devil now.

And this is our day.

Can't run from this.

Hell's already here.

You know, Val, I'm just sitting here wondering where things went wrong

us.

We're off to such a good start.

Val, Val, Val, wait, wait, wait. Give me ten seconds.

Give me ten seconds of your time. Just give me ten seconds.

i'm sorry

Good for you.

What's in the bag, Bob?

Go on, Val.

She with you?

Shire?

What does it matter?

You made it.

Let's just go, Val.

Valerie?

Hey, Vinny.

All good.

Morettos burned.

Yeah, shit.

Easy breezy.

Oh, by the way, I'm going to call Joe Fortuna in Chicago.

Tell him I'm bringing him a beautiful piece of lamb.

All units be advised, we have an unidentified white male suspect in a

police cruiser. Last seen exiting the Godfrey Police Station.

I'm going to need you to pull this fucking ambulance over.

Right now.

text babe hey baby i'm putting in a couple hours overtime see you later love

Oh,

thank you.

Thank you.

It's

hard

to understand.

There was love in this man.

I'm sure all would agree that this misery was this woman and things.

Now Fred is dead.

That's what I say.

Everybody's misused him, ripped him up and abused him. Another junket plan,

pushing dope for the man.

A terrible blow, but that's how we go.

Freddie's on the corner now.

If you want to be a junkie, wow.

Remember Freddie's day.

Thank you.