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Cameron's down.

- He got the address? - He got it.

How'd he get it?

Guess he has friends in low places.

And if he wins?

1K.

Deal.

Yeah!

Sorry about your face in advance.

As long as I get the address.

We'll see.

Fuck him up, Cam!

Let's go, Cam.

Yeah! Yeah.

You stupid bitch.

-Let me go. -You're just like your fucking mother.

A lazy bitch and a fucking coward!

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

You're a fucking disappointment, Ava!

You hear me?

A fucking disappointment!

You're everything I could ever want in a guy.

Except for one thing.

What's that?

Your name.

So cliché.

I don't know, if I'm being honest,

I don't think I've ever really liked yours either.

It's a little boring.

Are you faking it, or do you really not notice?

-Wow. You're good. -I know.

It's our gas money, you know that?

You really gotta get better.

Not with you, I don't.

Remember when I asked you to marry me last week?

Mm-hmm.

No ring.

Yeah, I think I'd take that back.

You sure about that?

100%.

Nah. I got you.

You're stuck with me. Besides, who's gonna live

in that little house with you?

Well, it's not mine yet.

Ours?

Yeah.

I can't wait.

Are you gonna tell me how you got that address?

I think you're smart enough to guess, right?

That explains the Clint Eastwood voice.

What, you don't like it?

I'm starting to change my mind about marrying you.

No, you're not.

There's no way.

Who else is gonna love you?

You're actually insane.

I should put you in a facility.

You're...

What?

I'm gonna commit you.

Was this your dad?

Hey, look here.

I'm gonna get you out.

Okay?

I promise you, I'm gonna get you out.

Okay, let's work.

I wasn't done with that moment.

Come on.

Any minute now.

Gonna walk out the front door.

Gonna sit on their little rocking chairs.

Beer.

Dip.

-Every day, 4:00 p.m. -Are you sure?

Yes, every time.

Three,

two,

one...

One.

What'd I tell you?

Okay, how do I look?

Beautiful.

Who are you today? Gracie? Katie?

-Katie. -Katie.

Don't forget your accent.

Afternoon, boys.

Can I join the party?

-You want a beer? -Sure.

Uh, have-- have a seat.

Ah, shit. We're out of beer.

I'll go down to the Shell and grab a pack.

Hell yeah. Sounds good to me.

What's your name?

-Katie. -Katie.

-Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you, too.

Who said we were the guys to hang with?

Pete.

He said you've always got beer, and I love beer.

Hell yeah. Yeah, we-- we do. We do.

He kind of annoys the shit out of me and Rick, but he's got that one right.

You boys ever go mudding?

All the time.

You gotta take me with you one of these days.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah. I love that shit.

I haven't done it in years, but I want to.

You don't-- you don't mind getting dirty?

I love to get dirty.

Hell yeah.

I'ma go grab some chips.

You want something stronger than Miller?

Oh, no. Beer is good for me.

It's not even 5:00 p.m. yet, darling.

It's 5:00 p.m. somewhere.

Really, I'm all right.

You got it.

-Did you want to go? -Say what?

You want to go mudding right now, today, with me?

Oh, I can't. I've got plans with a friend.

Um, bring your friend.

-Uh, what? -Bring your friend.

Oh, I don't know if she's into mudding,

and she'd probably hate it if I changed plans on her last minute.

Rain check?

Okay.

-Where are you going? -I gotta run. Don't want to be late.

You don't want to finish your beer?

I do.

Oh, well, come back tomorrow, if-- if you want.

If you want.

Hey, you piece of shit.

Rick?

How you doing?

-I'm never better. -Never better?

I got a pretty little thing on my porch right now.

Oh, really? What's her name?

I don't know her fucking name.

What, you think I'm asking for names around here?

-I'll get it later. -It's the first step, you dumbass.

I ain't going to take no lady advice from you, all right?

Then you're never gonna get laid.

-Keep the fucking change. -Yeah, you bet.

-You're $1.25 short, Rick. -Shut the fuck up.

-It's $16.25, Rick! -Yeah, whatever.

Shit.

That was Rick and he definitely just saw me.

You sure?

Shit.

He's crazy.

- She left? - Yeah.

- She coming back? - No.

- Shit, shit, shit, no! - What?

-No! Oh, shit! -What?

Oh, damn! They're all gone!

Oh! She set us up.

-She set us up, the bitch! -What? How?

Okay, we just get to the buyer, we give him the guns,

he gives us the money and we're good.

I hope those assholes don't follow us.

Nah, we got a head start, we're gonna be fine.

-Where's this guy? -A few hours away, I think.

Oh, no.

Oh, shit.

This is not happening.

He's gonna see the guns.

You know why I stopped you?

-Uh, was I speeding? -No.

License and registration, please.

Uh, you with the Georgetown PD?

Your left brake light's out.

Sorry, I didn't...

I didn't know.

I'ma go run this.

Don't move.

- Oh, shit. - -He's not gonna see the guns.

He is gonna see the guns.

He's gonna see the guns. This is it.

-It's fine, he's not gonna see them -Oh.

There is something so off about this guy.

-We're good. -Okay. Uh...

Baby, breathe.

Oh, he's looking at the truck bed.

-He's looking in the-- -We're good.

What's back there?

Landscaping tools.

Is that what you do?

Yeah, part-time.

Uh, am I...

good to go, or...

Um, I'll get the light fixed.

Yo, what the hell am I doing in here, huh?

You gonna tell me why you arrested me, huh?

You're not gonna get away with this!

Shut the fuck up.

Why, huh? I can say whatever the hell I want.

You can't arrest me for not breaking the fucking law.

- Why the hell am I in here, huh? - You want to get tased?

Fucking tase me, I don't care.

Hey, you want to play this fucking game?

You want to play this game?

That's Will.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Ava, don't.

Don't. Don't, don't, don't, don't.

Now get-- get back in here.

Open up, open up, open up. Come on, hurry up.

- Hurry up. - Okay, get in.

Go, go.

Luke, Luke.

No, I need your help, man. I just got robbed blind.

-I just got straight up fucking robbed, man. -How?

Bitches just came in and stole my guns.

Bunch of fucking children, man.

You see what they were driving?

Yeah, you have two kids, some skinny kid with tattoos,

some pretty girl, look around the same age.

-Some fucking bitches. -All right.

Like, I-- I don't even know

how the fuck they knew where any of them were.

All right, calm down.

Did you see what they were driving?

Yeah, I came out of the Shell on the corner of my street.

They came ripping by right in time, some old truck,

they got-- they got a blue tarp over their bed.

- I just pulled them over. - What?

Go-- go arrest them. Go do your job, Luke.

I have to go to the station.

What do you mean you gotta get back to the station?

What the hell am I going to do?

I can get you an address.

Then get me an address.

Oh, shit.

Will, are you okay? I thought you left town.

Yes, I'm all right, I'm all right.

What just happened?

That asshole arrested me for no reason, man.

What? Why?

I-- I didn't do anything, all right?

He pulls me over for speeding,

but I know for a fact that I wasn't speeding.

I'm sorry.

- Yes! - Shit.

Got it.

Your seatbelt, baby.

-But what did y'all do? -My tail light's out.

- I mean, the guns, man. - Just a quick job.

-Yo, how many guns is that? -20.

Y'all could do some serious time for that.

Yeah, well we won't because we're about to get rid of them.

- How? - We're selling them.

Damn kids.

Well, I feel like that don't count.

-I just forgot-- -How did that not count?

-I forgot about it today. -That counts.

That's the one thing that does count.

No, it don't count.

- What the fuck? No, no, no. - Don't stop.

How did they find my house? How--

Don't look. Just keep going.

I need that number. I need the phone number.

Where is it?

On the back of my calendar.

- What? - It's on my calendar.

I put everything on my calendar. I wrote it on the back.

Why is it not on your phone?

I don't know. I got back from a fight.

I just wrote it on my calendar.

Oh, they're being friendly.

Let's just go to Frank's, okay?

We'll figure out what to do from there.

Hey, Will, we'll drop you off first.

Look, why don't we just ditch the guns?

I mean, this is stupid.

Since when do you give a shit about how we make our money?

-We're not ditching the guns. -I'm straight now, man. Okay?

-I'm done with that stuff. -You're straight? What does that mean?

We haven't seen you for a year and now you're straight? What-- what does that mean?

I don't know how else to explain it.

Yeah, we're doing this. This is-- this is our thing.

-This is our solution. -What thing?

What solution to what, man? What is this?

We're not gonna involve you in this, okay?

Okay.

Okay, look.

If you guys are gonna do this, I'm here.

Okay? I'm-- I'm with you guys.

All right?

What?

I'm with you.

What? What-- I can drop you off.

I'm here. I'm with you guys.

Hey, your call, man.

Okay, Frank's. Frank's.

Where are you going?

Two coffees. Black.

- Anything else, sweetheart? - That's it. Thanks.

You... you didn't write it down anywhere else?

No.

Okay, so we just...

wait until they get tired of sitting there and leave?

No, that's not gonna work. They're going to sit there until we show up.

They're going to go through, like, three six-packs before we get back.

They're-- they're there. They're not going anywhere.

Yeah.

-Okay, so-- -I got it.

Sharon, I don't think I have a cell signal.

-Can I use the landline? -Of course you can, honey.

You know there's no cell service here.

- Thank you. - Cord'll reach.

-Hey, Max. It's Jack. -Oh, hi, Jack.

- Hey, buddy. How you doing? - Steady.

- Morale's good. - Good. That's what I like to hear.

Hey, you want to go on a mission?

Yeah. Brief me.

Okay, listen, I'm out of town for work,

and I think I may have left my AC on in my bedroom window.

I imagine my landlord, Mrs. Donna is gonna wake up

in a few hours freezing her ass off.

I don't want that to happen.

I need to get this thing turned off.

-Copy? -What do you need?

Can you get your mom's mobile phone?

- Easy. - Okay, that's step one.

Step two, go out your back door, okay?

Go straight across the side yard to my side window.

Don't go out your front door. Can you do that?

Why not use the front door?

Uh, let's just call this a covert operation.

To allow plausible deniability

by the party that instigated this operation?

Yeah.

- Got it. - Okay, gear up.

-I need you to mobilize in the next two minutes. -Yes, sir.

- Call me on the mobile when you're a go, all right? -Copy.

-Max? -Yeah. He's a smart kid.

Hurry up.

Okay, now. One sec, one sec.

-Baby? It's okay. -Yeah.

-Relax. It's gonna be fine. -Yeah. Yeah.

Come here.

That girl.

Oh, I know. I know.

If she wasn't so devious and deceitful...

I'd try marrying her.

You marrying a girl looking like that?

That shit don't add up.

All right, soldier.

Balls to the wall.

It's about character.

-Hm? -It's about character.

Loyalty, love, all that shit.

-Mm. -Mm-hmm.

I may not be the best looking,

but I know how to take care of a woman.

Oh, do you?

Dude, you can't even take care of yourself.

Smell yourself, you can't take care of yourself.

- Come here. - Sorry to interrupt.

I'm at the window.

Okay, it should be unlocked.

- For Ava? - Yeah.

Covert operations are your MO, huh?

Yeah, hey, focus, little man.

-Are you in the house? -Jack, who is that?

I do not s--

You think? I'm standing right here, smelly.

I forgot to put it on today.

Powering down unit.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Unit powered down.

Okay. Okay, okay, good. Great work.

Hey, buddy, can you do one more thing for me? Go down the hallway

outside of my bedroom. Just go straight down the hall into the kitchen.

Go to the fridge. On the side of the fridge, there's a calendar.

Back of the calendar, there's a number.

I need you to read it for me, okay?

-Copy. -Okay.

Is somebody in the house?

Target acquired.

You got pen and paper?

Hey, where the hell you think you're going?

Take a seat. You're late.

I repeat, target acquired. Awaiting response.

Yep, yep. All right, go.

470-507-2019.

...2019, got it.

-Clear to evacuate? -Yep, get out of there. Go.

Sorry, I had to get gas.

Sure. Okay.

Great work, buddy. I owe you one.

You owe me nothing, sir. I'm just doing what I can.

-Thanks, Max. -Yes, sir.

Over and out.

-What is Max doing, dude? -This is the only way.

-I couldn't figure anything out. -Dude, you let a kid in the house?

-What's the matter with you, Jack? -It's done.

It's done. Please. It's done.

-What's up? -What's up?

What's up with the fucking cocaine

you're snorting up that nose of yours?

Yeah. Colton said he saw you the other day in the washroom.

Said you walked out lookin' like a "hungry fuckin' baboon."

Look, you're wasting my time and yours.

-Yeah? -It's Jack, I got the guns.

All right. Tomorrow morning.

Tennessee, right?

I'll send you the address.

...some serious anger issues you should look into working on.

I should fire your ass right now.

You, Colton and Jones, the only guys I got

in this miserable, shitty little town.

We gotta get out. We gotta go right now.

Come on.

What the hell you looking at?

Hey!

Sit down.

Or you're done.

Sit your ass down.

Do not let me catch you or hear

about you ever doing this shit again.

Am I clear?

Yes, sir.

You're on unpaid leave for the next two weeks.

There!

- Honey. - Sharon. Sharon.

-What's up? -You see three kids in here

the last few minutes or so?

-Yeah, they just left. Why? -Shit.

You hear anything about where they were headed?

They say anything at all?

-They said something about Tennessee in a few hours. -Aha. Hmm.

-They used the landline. -Shit.

You know him?

Yeah, I fucking know him.

Thank you, Sharon.

- Robby. - Thank you, Sharon.

Hey! I'm coming with you!

-Hey, fuck off! -How?

How are you gonna find these kids without me?

All right.

Let's get these little shits.

Yes.

Get in the truck.

That was close, man.

He wasn't gonna do anything with the Chief of Police there, so...

-Did they follow us? -They're not gonna follow us.

You want out? I told you I could drop you off, man.

Please!

I'm sorry. I wasn't at the funeral.

I should have been there.

He loved you, Ava.

You remember what he used to say to us as kids?

How we used to get back from stealing apples from Peterson's orchard.

He would say, "It's not about what you already did,

"But it's about what you choose to do right now."

I finally get it...

what he always wanted me to see.

Gonna be different now.

Your dad said a lot of weird shit, Will.

Look, I know that my dad wasn't perfect, all right?

He made a lot of mistakes, but he's my father.

Okay? And I love him.

That's great, man, I'm glad you're figuring things out.

That's great, but I have a plan here.

We got 20 guns, we sell them all,

we're gonna walk away with $40,000, that's what we're gonna do.

No, no, no, no.

-Gotta be kidding me. -What?

We need gas.

What do you wanna do?

We have to find a gas can.

Hey, I'm sorry about what I said in the truck.

I just--

It's been one thing after the other. I'm just, um...

Hey, look.

Got it. It's perfect--

Tyler?

You can take it.

Sir?

Your car out of gas?

Yeah, it's parked on the street.

You kids hungry?

You can take the gas if you let me cook you some food.

You're sure?

I'm Porter.

I'm Jack.

This is Ava and Will.

Come on in.

Come on.

Okay.

I'm usually up this time between 1:00 and 2:00

to make scrambled eggs for my wife.

She has...

had insomnia.

We call these night eggs.

Usually I sprinkle bacon bits in

with the cracked black pepper.

Where is she?

She passed at the beginning of the year.

I'm sorry to hear that.

It's all right.

You know,

I always told her I hoped I'd go first,

because I'm too much of a baby to handle her leaving me.

I do miss her.

So much.

What was her name?

-Loraine. -It's a pretty name.

-It goes so fast. -What does?

Life.

I think I took my time With her for granted.

I rarely lived in the moment.

Now she's gone.

It is crazy

how fast time just goes away.

She made life worth living, the...

the way she loved everybody.

Not just me.

There's not a single person that ever disliked her.

She sounds like an amazing woman.

She was.

Are you two--

Mmm.

He asked me to marry him last week.

Did he? And what did you say?

Well, I might not find better, so... gonna have to settle.

You don't see this much these days.

How long have you been friends?

Well, Ava and I actually grew up together.

- Really? - Yeah, it's, um...

it's actually kind of crazy.

Crazy how?

Um, we actually should probably get going.

Of course. Where are you guys off to?

Tennessee.

Vacation?

Kinda. Yeah.

We really should go.

-Thank you for everything. -Yeah. You should. Yeah.

- Thank you so much. - Don't let me keep you.

Thank you so much, Mr. Porter.

This really means a lot to us.

Hey, I'm glad you decided to steal from me tonight.

It's probably enough to get us to a gas station.

We're gonna have to run a short one.

Just a second, I'm just gonna take this.

Dad?

Ava. Where are you?

I'm... out.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Why? Why wouldn't I be?

I, uh, I wanna say...

I'm really sorry.

I don't wanna be like this.

You know what's been hard for me?

Dad? Go to bed.

- You're trashed. - And, uh...

...I'm sorry.

Dad, go to bed.

What was that?

Are you good?

Yeah.

Hi, mister.

Ma'am.

I'm Gracie. What's your name, handsome?

I'm Doug.

Doug, it's nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Doug, you seem like a sweet guy.

Can I ask a big favor?

-Well, sure. -I'm a little short on cash.

How much do you need?

-All right, let's go in. -Okay.

Yo, what the hell are you doing, man?

Getting gas.

This ain't-- this ain't the same, man.

-How is this not the same? -This is just some random guy.

How is this not the same?

I get the guns, man.

Okay, but this, this ain't right.

It's not that big of a difference.

-What do you mean? -How are we gonna get to where we're going?

I need gas in the truck right now.

-This is just a Ram, dude. -Is this gonna be a thing?

Are we gonna keep doing this?

You better know what you're doing, man.

I do. Please.

Get in the truck.

You're just the sweetest, Doug.

Thank you so, so much.

-Really. -Of course.

You got it?

- Question. - -What can I do for you?

You see three kids rolling around in here?

-Dude, I see a lot of people. -All right, shithead. Fine.

All right, you see a skinny little kid with tats on.

You see a pretty little lady, some Black guy.

-Together or separately? -What the fuck do you think I mean?

Huh? What?

-What do you want? -What do I want?

They stole some shit from me, and I'm trying to get it back.

Okay, dude, chill, I mean, I don't know what-- what do you want me to do?

-You just do-- -I don't know what I can do.

Dude, come on.

-Come on, man. What-- -You got security cameras?

Parking lot? Street?

I'm not gonna ask you again.

Okay.

I'm okay.

Let me drive.

-Get some sleep. -No. It's okay, baby. It's okay.

I'm fine. It's all good.

And then we're certain. I've been just thinking.

This it?

We're about to find out.

Stop!

Stop there!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. It's us. We got the guns.

All right. Come on out.

All of us?

Who all you got in there?

-Just some friends. -Jack, I don't feel good about this, man.

-I don't-- -Shh. Please.

All right, we're coming out.

I said, all of you.

What part of "all of you"

-did you not get, negro? -Get out of the truck.

I'm not getting jacked.

You Patrick?

Who the hell is Patrick?

Didn't we talk on the phone last night?

I got the guns.

I don't know no Patrick.

Maybe I got the wrong guy.

What kind of shit are you trying to pull right now, huh?

I'm not trying to pull any shit.

We have 20 AR-15s in the back of that truck, babe.

Clean, filed, and ready to go.

We just need to see the money first.

Name's Patrick.

Kids.

Kids selling assault rifles.

Shit.

This shit is astonishing.

I'm astonished. Really.

How in the hell can kids even get involved

in selling illegal firearms?

-Ooh. -Can you-- put the gun down.

-Stop waving the gun around, man. -Hmm.

-Maybe, maybe not. -Do you want the guns?

Maybe I just...

take 'em.

-It's not gonna work. -Do you want the guns or not?

Okay, missy.

Show me what you got.

Fucking hell.

Well, look at 'em go.

They're actually my guns, too.

You know, split 'em with Rick.

-All filed clean, no doubt. -Yep.

Think fast.

-Oh, split 'em? You split them with me? -Hey, it's true.

-It's true. -Who went and paid for 'em?

-Stop. Stop! -Who went and paid for 'em originally?

-Shh. -He didn't pay me back.

Whatever.

How the fuck do you find these?

Whoa.

This is impressive.

So, if I needed some more, you could get me some?

Yeah. Keep up your end of the deal.

You Mr. Fucking Icebreaker over here?

I was trying to get the network. We've been here for four hours.

-I mean... -Shut up. Just be quiet.

-I was trying to be nice. -For five minutes. Be quiet.

Are you kidding me?

Are we doing this or not, Patrick?

God, you got it good, Jackie.

Yes, darling.

Let's fucking get these guns into my house and call it a day.

All right then.

If anybody's ready for the zombie apocalypse,

it's Patrick Tiller, first of his name,

christened on the 4th of July, just like our great nation.

Cheers?

Aah.

All right, 40k. Come on, Patrick.

Where's the money?

-Where's the money? -All right.

So, here's the deal.

I don't have it on me exactly.

What?

I do. I do have the money.

Where is it? Where's the money?

Let's take a little trip into town.

Shall we?

This is fucking bullshit, man.

Don't. Don't.

Something's up. Follow them.

Follow 'em.

This'll only take a minute.

And then we'll be square.

Why are we parked so far away?

It's a crazy world out here, sweetheart.

Can't be too careful.

'Kay, just gonna--

Give me the keys.

You're a smart kid.

Let's make a withdrawal.

Mama did say, "Never rob a bank on an overcast."

- Hello? - Ava Reed?

Yes?

We've been trying to reach you for the past couple of hours.

Who is this?

Uh, my name is Dr. Bennet.

I'm sorry to tell you this, but your father, Curtis,

is in the ICU at the moment.

Uh, what? Why?

Scans are showing excessive drinking over the past few years

were beating his liver down, and it failed this morning.

If we can't get him a transplant, he's not going to make it.

Ava?

Yes, sir. Um...

All right. What...

can we do about it?

We put him on the waiting list for a liver transplant donor,

but there's no guarantee we'll find the right one in time.

Ava?

Thanks.

Of course. And again, I'm so sorry.

You okay?

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

You sure?

Why is he running?

Dude, I told y'all he was insane, man!

-I told you! Dude is insane! -No, no. Fuck!

-Start the car! -I don't have the keys! You took 'em.

I'm coming!

When life gives you lemons,

you--

Shit! Fuck!

Oh, you are done!

No, no.

Start the fucking-- let's go! Come on!

What the hell was that? You're a terrible shot!

- Why don't you just lay off the coke? - -Shut the fuck up!

Hi, I'd like to report a stolen vehicle, please.

Yes, yes, it's my truck. Uh, a navy truck.

Sorry, I'm a little flustered.

Yes, um, there's-- there's-- there's three kids.

There's-- there's-- there's two guys and one girl.

And one of-- one of them is, uh, one of them is Black.

Yes, can you please put an APB out on it?

It's a dark navy truck. Mid-90s.

Please, just help me. Thank you.

The truck. Did you hide the truck?

Yeah, of course I did. I parked it across the street

-next to the gas station. - Okay, so what do we do now, Jack, huh?

We lay low.

Yeah, but for how long, man?

- For how long? - Luke is smart.

He tracked us to Patrick's, and now that he's dead,

he's probably going there to get the guns.

They're not going to be looking for us right now.

Yo, how much is that, man?

Fifteen thousand? I don't know, fifteen thousand.

- How did we get that much money?

How did we get that mon-- Fifteen thousand is low

considering all the shit we just had to go through.

What are you... This is enough to get us

out of this shit that you got us into.

-What? -Look, Jack, we need to just

give away the money and we need to go, man.

-Okay, we need to go. -No, we are not getting rid of the money.

-Why not? -Because we need this.

This is the solution. This is our--

-Oh, you don't get it. -Bro, she won't have to go back to that house, bro.

This town, this place.

This isn't the only place to live, bro.

I've been here my whole life, man.

-But why stay? -You don't have a reason to stay.

You think about that, your dad just died.

Stop! Can you both just stop?

Okay? You done?

Look, we're all exhausted. We haven't slept in over 24 hours.

We can't think straight.

We just need to get some sleep and figure this out.

We don't need to get sleep.

We need to figure out what we're doing.

These guys are gonna get their money,

and they're not gonna stop until we're dead.

They're gonna get their money, and they're gonna put

- a bullet in our heads. - -They won't just sell the guns?

-You get that, Ava? -They won't just sell the guns.

No, why would they se...

If they can find a buyer.

Do you realize what just happened?

A cop killed somebody out in the open.

There's probably witnesses.

He just shot a guy in the head, and he's a cop.

He's lost his fucking mind.

I think we've established that by now, Jack.

Oh, my God, Ava, will you... Do you have a plan?

Hmm? Do you have a plan?

Shut up!

Just take the fucking pills.

Fuck.

Hey.

Hey, we're okay.

-We're gonna figure this out. -We're not okay.

We're not okay. We are so dead.

No, we're not.

How are we gonna figure this if these guys are gonna kill us?

This was supposed to be so simple.

We were supposed to get the money.

Get the house back...

No, no, it's not, it--

It's okay.

Nothing is right. This--

I had a plan. I had a plan. And it was--

It wasn't supposed to go like this.

I'm just trying to protect you.

And now you're not safe. You're not safe at all.

What am I supposed to do?

I'm just trying to-- I'm just trying to do the right thing.

-Or maybe I'm not doing the right thing. -You are. Yeah. Look at--

Maybe I'm not doing the right thing.

Maybe I'm not a good person. I'm not a good person.

No. No. Don't you dare say that. I don't care about anything.

I don't care about anything as long as I'm with you, okay?

-I love you so much. -I love you so much.

I'm gonna hide the money.

-I'm gonna hide the money, okay? -Okay.

Yeah.

Hi.

Did you have three kids come here within the last few hours?

Yeah.

Great. Uh, what were their names?

Do you remember? Or can you look them up for me?

I-- I can't just pull up someone's information

- that isn't checked in. - Yeah, but you can.

You can. And you're gonna, so you know, look in the computer.

Yeah, look 'em up for me, please.

Names, please. Thank you.

We're in a hurry.

The guy who got the room paid in cash.

He said his name was Kyle.

I think there was a brunette girl and a Black guy with him.

What room?

I don't remember what room.

What room?

213.

Okay, go. Go, go! Hurry!

- Thanks so much, Emily. - Yeah.

Hey.

- Hey, hey! - Fuck you! Fuck you!

-Come with me. -Hey!

- Hey! - Woah, woah, woah, woah.

Hey, assholes!

The cops are on their way!

That's right.

One move, and he's dead.

-Right now! -Oh, shit!

Oh, shit! Luke, come on!

Luke, let's go! Let's go, go!

No!

Go, go, go!

Shit.

What a night. Am I right?

I mean, these kids are something else.

-I don't know that we could ever pull something-- -I need to think.

We have the entire Jefferson County Police on us.

And we still don't have the money.

Yeah, but that's technically your fault

for fucking shooting that fatty at the bank.

We had access to the guns as soon as they left that guy's place.

We could've just taken them then, dipped out, but no.

You had to go back to the fucking bank?

To the bank? Get your little revenge story?

You end up killing a guy, and now we don't have the money

and the police are on our asses!

And they don't have a fucking loca--

Why I ever decided to work with you...

is beyond me.

Probably the biggest fucking mistake in my life.

- So here's what I want you to do.

Just for once...

shut the fuck up.

Just shut the fuck up.

Roger that?

Huh?

God, dude.

I thought for a second you were actually gonna pull--

Oh, shit. Shit.

No. No. Robby, I'm coming--

Rick, Rick, I can't-- I can't-- I think I--

-Shh. Don't say nothing. Don't lis-- -Okay.

I'm gonna get you to a hospital.

-Rick, I think this is it for me, buddy. -No, no, no, no, no.

Don't say nothing. You're gonna lose a lot of blood, buddy.

I know I ain't never said this shit before,

but I'm really glad we got to do some of this shit together.

No! No, no. Stop it.

I love you.

No, no, no. Robby.

Robby, just stay with me, man.

Stay with me. Come on.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Come on. Robby. Come on, boy.

Come on, I'm gonna get you to the hospital.

We'll be back on the porch drinking beers together in no time.

Just you and me.

That one's for you.

Maybe I'll quit.

I don't know.

I love you, brother.

Okay. What are we doing? What are we doing?

They have the guns, so they're probably going back to Georgetown.

I don't know. I think this is the end of it.

We should get out before it's too late.

-What? -We shouldn't go back.

-No! -No, we should not go back right now.

They have Will. What the hell is wrong with you?

Ava, I can't lose you.

Don't you understand that I can't lose you, Ava?

Look at me. You're all I have.

You're all I have. I can't lose you.

We have $15,000. We should just go. We should get out of here.

I don't care about the money anymore!

As long as we're together, all of us.

We can't just leave him.

Those fucking psychos. They'll kill him.

I know. I know. I know. I know. I know.

Jack...

Huh?

Okay.

Dad's in the ICU.

-What? -Yeah, his liver failed.

He needs a transplant.

What do you mean? He's in the hospital right now?

Why didn't you tell me?

They called yesterday, the hospital.

This is good. Ava, this is good.

He's awful. He is awful to you.

He should die. He deserves to die.

He should die.

This is good. This is very good.

Right? He's awful!

-He's my dad. -I know.

I can't just let him die.

Okay.

Hey.

No, look at me.

No. Come here. Come here.

So...

why are we doing this?

Fuck!

Whoa, whoa. Look, look, look. Is that Rick?

Why is he covered in blood?

Hey, Rick.

Is that your blood?

Where's Will?

-What happened? -Luke.

-Did he shoot Will? -He killed Robby.

Where's Luke? Where is he?

I don't know. I don't fucking know.

Went back to town, and some shit.

Robby's gone.

Do you know where he lives?

- Luke? - Yeah.

You know where he lives?

Rick, look at me.

He's got your guns.

And he's got Will.

But we can get 'em back.

You got room for one more?

Absolutely.

Okay, we need guns.

I'm pretty sure I can get us some.

-You can get us guns? -Yeah.

-Right now? -Yeah.

Okay. Tell me about Luke's house.

-What's that like? -It's too big

-for one fucking guy. -Does it got a basement?

Yeah. That's probably where he'll stash the guns and shit.

-You think? -Mm-hmm.

-You're sure? -Mm-hmm.

Let's just go in through the basement, then.

No, no. You can't go in through the basement.

There's a fucking brick wall down there.

Okay, so we gotta go in through the front door,

-through the house, down the stairs? -Bingo.

Come here.

-You got a friend here? -Kinda.

What does that mean, "kinda?" What do you mean?

It means I don't know if we still friends.

-Is this a good idea? -I don't know.

-You got a better one? -No.

-Just don't say shit. -We ain't gonna say anything.

Hey!

It's me!

- Who's "me?" - Rick!

- Rick who? - Ricky!

Oh, shit. Ricky?

-Man. -It's me.

-You still alive? -Sorry to disappoint.

I just thought you'd be dead or in jail by now, man.

There's still time.

Look, uh, listen.

I just need a quick favor from you.

I ain't seen you in a minute. Think you're gonna show up here and ask me for a favor?

Ki. Ki, I'm in a real rough spot right now, all right?

I just need a couple of things.

What you need?

Still got those guns?

Say no more.

You're a fucking wiz.

You're welcome.

Should I ask you guys what y'all even need these for?

-Self-defense? -Man, you ain't no self-defense kind of guy, Ricky.

We're hitting this motherfucker right now kind of guy.

What you want for 'em?

Man, I don't need shit from you.

We good.

-You sure? -Yeah.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

-Thank you. -Yeah.

Hey!

Yo, how's that fat-ass best friend of yours?

He ain't around no more.

Okay. I can create a distraction from one side of the house,

and then you two just run in through the front door.

No, no, no. We gotta wait.

I don't know if he's thought this far ahead,

but I don't wanna risk it.

So what, are we gonna just run in?

No, he could be waiting for us. We need to-- Rick?

Rick, what are you doing? Rick?

Rick? No. No, no, no. Don't go in.

We have to go in together. What are you doing? What are you doing?

Not a fucking sound.

Oh, Rick, you--

-Ava! -Rick! Rick!

That was for Robby, you sick son of a bitch!

Rick. Rick! Stop, stop.

Ava, shit. Shit. You okay?

- Shit. - Ava, Ava, Ava!

- I'm fine. - No, no, no, no.

Okay, all right, don't-- Breathe, breathe.

Hey, you're gonna be okay.

Put pressure on it, put pressure on it.

-Okay. -Just hold it there, don't...

I'll be right back. I'll be right back.

It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay.

No, no, no! Rick! Rick!

No!

Jack, it's not slowing, man.

Okay. I don't know. We gotta stop the bleeding.

- We gotta stop the bleeding. - -I don't know what to do, man.

I don't know what to do.

Just breathe, just breathe.

Just breathe.

-This is gonna hurt. Deep breath. Okay. -Do it!

Dad.

Hey.

I'm sorry-- took me so long to get here.

It's okay.

They found you a liver.

This is for the deductible.

Yesterday, now and forever.

Yesterday, now and forever.

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

Jack, you may kiss your bride.

You're my home.

Home.