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No.

Cut!

We didn't get the shot.

I told you, he has to fall out of the frame.

You can't track him to the pad.

Let's do it again.

Oh, man, give me a second.

Uh... Hey, Rip. You good to go again or not?

No, not with this pad.

It's too hard.

It's too old.

I'm not doing this again, bro.

Hey, you said he was a pro.

Let me see what I can do.

Yeah, just get him back. Or after this week, you're both done.

- Rip! - Oh, my God.

Randy, what do you got?

Yo, Colt Seavers.

Fall Guy.

You know it. See, I knew you would too. Lee Majors, baby.

Listen, I'm just calling to see if you're digging that job that I sent you.

Missing stuntman.

Yeah, Hale Ripley.

Listen, I'm kind of a big fan of this guy.

He's one of the first Black stuntmen to make it out of his hometown.

He's got a ton of credits, dawg.

He was based in Hollywood for a while

and now he's in Detroit doing this low-budget indie movie.

He went missing after a big stunt.

Who posted the reward?

Girlfriend, Laura.

Offering 12K.

All right. I'm not too far away. I'll head there now. Thanks, Randy.

Laura.

You must be Colter Shaw. Thanks for coming.

So, your boyfriend's been missing since last night?

Yeah, his motorcycle's not on the lot.

The phone goes to voicemail. He hasn't come home.

He doesn't do this.

Got it. Does he have any other family?

He's got an ex and a son in his 20s.

The ex hasn't heard from him, doesn't seem to want to,

and I left a message with his son to call me if he gets in contact with him,

but I haven't heard anything back.

They close, he and his son?

Not really. Dalton doesn't visit much, rarely calls.

I don't think he's too happy about it, but I let it be his thing.

Okay. And the last time anyone saw him

was when he left the lot when he walked off the set?

Yeah.

I don't know what made him mad this time, but he said this production was a mess.

Unsafe, long hours, cutting corners.

He actually said he was going to try to get me on this movie,

but after the first day of shooting, he changed his mind.

-You're in the business as well? -Yeah, it's kind of how we met.

I do stunt crash driving.

He's a high fall guy on this production, but he can do anything else, so...

Well, he used to.

When we first started working together, I could tell that he was struggling,

so I brought him to an NA meeting.

Was it pain pills?

-Pretty common in our line of work. -Yeah.

We've all been through it.

Knees, titanium shoulder, pins in his back.

Is there a chance maybe that...

your boyfriend relapsed?

He was fine when I saw him yesterday.

You know, we went to a meeting first thing in the morning, like always.

Okay. Okay.

What about the lot and on set? Any problems there?

He having any problems with anyone?

Yeah, I mean, everyone, except maybe the caterers.

You know, he wasn't one to keep his mouth shut.

Okay. Anybody see anything?

Anybody have any idea where he might have gone,

what he might have done?

His stunt partner helped me sneak onto the lot,

but someone spotted me.

I didn't even get a chance to see the trailer.

Some rent-a-cop put hands on me,

said he'd call the police if I tried it again.

Something happened to Ripley after he walked off set,

and these people are hiding something.

I can feel it.

Okay.

I'll poke around and see what I can find out.

You got a laminate?

I didn't know I needed one.

No, you can't... Sorry...

No, it's a closed set.

Right. Got it. Okay. I was just looking for a Hale Ripley?

Yeah, no, he's not here.

Do you want to maybe talk to his department head?

Stunt department, right? That's Jake Harris.

I can call him. That's the best I can do.

Jake Harris?

Okay. No, I'm good, actually. Thank you very much. Appreciate you.

Oh...

Security.

Yeah?

Looking for Hale Ripley?

Not here.

-She's cool. Don't worry about it. -Uh-huh.

Stay down.

Stay there.

-He touch you? -No.

-Did you take anything? -No, I said I didn't want to.

-Come here. -Hey, hey, hey. What the hell is this?

-You Jake? You're the stunt coordinator? -Yeah.

Yeah? Okay. I don't think you'd like what's going on inside your trailer here.

You're fired. Go!

Are you okay?

Head to the med tent. I'll be with you in a second, all right?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

And who the hell are you?

Colter Shaw. I'm looking for Hale Ripley.

-You a cop? -I'm not a cop.

No, his girlfriend hired me to find him.

He didn't make it home from work last night.

Well, he was upset as he walked off the set.

-Uh-huh. -That last stunt, it was rough.

Ripley, man, he was... he was all over the place.

He was distracted, kept checking his phone.

I don't know what was going on.

Followed him out to the trailer and that just set him off.

Said he was going to go talk to the producers.

About the stunt?

-Probably. -Okay.

These people...

They're not the kind of people you want to piss off.

You got the name of that producer?

Yeah.

Okay, Bennett Cranston.

So our producer on this movie has priors for racketeering, intimidation,

and looks like ties to some organized crime outfit.

So he's washing his money through his films?

Well, he's not doing it to win an Oscar, I'll tell you that.

It doesn't seem like the kind of guy Ripley should have rolled up on.

No, it does not.

All right. Stunt coordinator said that Ripley was on his phone all day.

You find anything on that?

One sec.

Got nothing. Maybe he was waiting on a call that never came.

And where can I find this Cranston guy?

Let me see.

Okay. Looks like production got him a place in a fancy high-rise downtown.

Sending a pin your way now.

I got it. Thanks. Find out who he's working for, will you?

Oh, you better believe I am.

Thanks, Randy.

Hey, were you able to set up that dinner for tonight with Maxine?

Yes, corner table, 7:00 p.m. at the Victor.

-Great. -You ready?

More or less. More would be better.

Maybe you can pull together a one sheet of where we are with those cases

that she wanted us to look at.

It's already in your inbox, but I'll make you a copy.

Also, I already finished going through

the batch of files that they sent over last night, so...

Look at you grinding. I love it.

And I binged six episodes of that Tower of God you put me onto.

After I finished.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

-I'll tutor you later. -Mmm.

-Baby steps. Baby steps. -Right.

You're welcome.

How you doing?

Here to pick up some film hard drives from, uh...

Mister...

Cranston.

Sign in. Suite 610.

Say 610?

-Yes. -All right. Thank you.

Uh, what you got, Big C?

Randy, hey, I'm still at the producer's house.

Looks like Ripley confronted Cranston.

I don't think things went well. The place is a mess.

I'm sending you an image right now.

What do you need?

I wouldn't mind knowing where they took him.

I can do that.

Okay, Cranston's phone's offline.

What about the two guys that dragged him out?

Let me see.

Oh.

I'm getting a hit on one of them, Gage Mueller.

Looks like he's got ties to the same organized crime gang that Cranston does.

Can you get a location on his phone?

Okay, it's in an industrial zone.

Just sent it to you.

Hmm, I'm on my way. Thanks, Randy.

Jesus.

Where's Ripley?

I don't know.

Did he do this to you?

The dude is off his rocker.

I saw you and your men drag him out on the surveillance.

How did he get the upper hand?

I was sending him a message. I wanted to scare him.

Get him up.

You really should have known better than to try something like this.

He was threatening to shut down your production, right?

Working conditions?

No, he wanted his Dodge Charger back.

Why'd you have his car?

'Cause it wasn't his anymore.

I bought it two years ago when he bottomed out.

He was desperate for cash.

But he had this Dodge Charger that he'd customized

with a Hellcat Redeye crate engine.

Worth a fortune.

So he gets the drop on you, he brings you here,

-and makes you give him the car, right? -Right.

-But you don't know where he went. -I do not know.

Uh... You can't just leave us here.

Door's open.

Colter!

Randy, just sent you details on a car that Ripley took.

Whoa!

Custom Dodge Charger.

Hey, if you're gonna boost a whip, might as well be that one.

Yeah.

You think you could find it?

Can I find it?

See what I can do.

Got a hit on the Charger. Location's coming your way.

Got it. Thanks, Randy.

Hi, sorry, have you been waiting long?

Uh, just a bit.

I need a drink. What are you having?

Nothing yet.

Hi, are you ready to order?

Just drinks. Belvedere, triple. Rocks.

And I will have a glass of rosé then, please.

-Thank you so much. -Thanks.

So, um, let's just get into it.

Here are the highlights so far.

There are some informal statements that have conflicting--

Great.

Or I'd be happy to talk you through them if you prefer.

No, I'm sure it's great. I just...

I don't want to talk about work right now. I just...

I just need a minute and that vodka.

Everything okay?

No.

I just, um...

I just got a call from the credit card company...

...flagging a fraudulent charge at the Radlow Suites.

Oh, my God. The Radlow.

My husband and his Pilates instructor, Carli with an "I,"

they ordered cheeseburgers and Tater Tots.

Wow.

Thank you.

Classic.

Right?

Yeah.

I mean, I knew it, but...

I didn't... know it.

Sometimes it's easier to just ignore it than

admit that there's a problem.

I would refer you to a couple of good divorce attorneys,

but I'm assuming you already have a list.

Oh, no, I'm not gonna do that. It's way too easy.

I'm just gonna play along.

Fully protect my money and my assets.

And then I'm gonna shoot him in the head.

Figuratively, but maybe literally. We'll see.

You know, I had a client once who

sold her husband's entire watch collection on eBay for a dollar.

-Ooh. -Mm-hmm.

-Now you're talking. -Mm-hmm.

Any other ideas? 'Cause I want him to hurt.

And slowly.

Hey, Laura. We've tracked the Charger's location.

I'm almost there, but it sure seems Ripley was desperate to get that car back.

He talked about how much he loved that Charger.

He did all the work on it himself,

but I don't know why he would try to steal it back.

A custom car like that, it's worth a lot of money.

He ever mention anything to you about having money problems?

No, I mean, he lives paycheck to paycheck, never has extra, but he always gets by.

Maybe he's hiding something from you?

Yeah, he's old-fashioned like that.

He likes to pretend that he can fix everything.

Yeah. All right, let me see what I can find out. Thanks, Laura.

Whoa. Where'd you come from?

- You all right? - Yeah. Yeah, no, that was...

That was awesome, bro.

That was freaking lit, dude.

I almost had it.

-Hey, you want to go again? -No. No, I do not want to go again.

Where'd you get this car?

Oh, I just picked it up. Yeah. Yeah, I got a killer deal on it too.

-Hale Ripley sell you this car? -Yeah.

Does he race out here often?

No, I mean... I mean, his kid is a regular,

but this is the first time I've seen the old man.

Yeah, he showed up, he just smoked us.

So his kid races out here?

Yeah, I mean, Dalton's pretty mid,

but, hey, I don't mind taking money off of him.

Think he's in some kind of money problems? He got money issues?

He definitely loses a lot more than he wins.

What about Ripley? He win any money? How much did he win?

Well, he took down three races today, so that's...

that's got to be 25 grand, easy.

Then he said he needed to sell the car, no questions asked.

Okay. You know where he went from here?

No, bro. He just took the cash and he booked.

You're okay?

Think so.

All right. Be safe, all right?

Okay. So you've been listening to me all night.

You gotta give me something.

There's nothing to give.

Officially, I am not seeing someone, and the last one was...

It ended pretty complicated, so...

Hey, thank you.

All right, so give me details.

Elliott.

That's it? That's all you're going to give me?

We had a good thing going for a while, you know?

Who ended it?

Nobody really.

He was shot. I was abducted.

And then I watched someone executed right in front of me.

But you probably already knew that, didn't you?

I didn't know the details, but...

yeah, I mean, I heard a little bit of it.

Well, then you get it. You can't really go back to,

"Hey, you want to grab dinner and a movie" after all that, so...

So what about you?

Honestly, I'm fine. I'm much better than I was.

Work is great, you know? I'm surrounded by great people.

And you throw in a couple of drinks and a one-night stand every once in a while

and your girl couldn't be any happier.

Reenie.

We're lawyers.

We read people for a living.

I went through something horrible.

And it was really, really hard.

And then I had to move on.

I know. It's just that when people...

tell me they're happy, I don't really believe them.

Because nobody's ever really completely happy, you know?

That's true.

That's true.

But I'm good.

Really, I'm fine.

Randy, did you get my text?

Ripley's been racing the Charger because he needs cash.

I think it's his son, Dalton, who's having money issues.

Hmm.

Let's see.

You are correct.

Looks like he's been wiring his son, Dalton, some money.

Thousands of dollars here and there, more frequently over the last few months.

Yeah, what do you got on him?

Seeing a steady stream of payments to online poker and sports betting.

He owes back taxes, pending garnishments, credit card's maxed out, unpaid tickets,

and he's got liens on his bank account from bad loans.

So Dalton gets in too deep, right?

So his dad starts racing, makes some money,

then sells the Charger to bail his son out.

Okay, so, Ripley gets the money, pays the debt, end of story, right?

Yeah, I don't know about that.

He's had the money for what, a couple of hours now, right?

I think he would have told Laura if it was over. We're missing something.

I've been going through his social media.

Looks like he runs with a crew.

Well, let me see.

So Dalton's a stunt guy too. Must be a family business.

I see what you mean about the crew.

Let me run some names.

Yep, all coming up stunt guys.

With a lot of criminal records. Theft, carjacking, assault.

So he's in heavy with this crew.

Okay, I need to talk to somebody who knows this world.

Yeah, no doubt.

Yo, Virgil.

What's this?

It's for my son, man.

I don't know what you got him into this time, Virgil,

but this money, it buys him out.

I'm serious, man.

You and my boy, you are completely done.

It's too late for that.

This thing's already going down.

Besides, even if I let Dalton out,

I'm still going to need a driver.

I'll do it.

You're gonna take his place?

Okay.

But if you step in, you better follow through.

-There's no turning back. -Yeah, I know, man.

And I got it.

But if you screw this up for us,

your son is a dead man.

So I think your boyfriend was involved in some pretty dangerous stuff.

I think he was trying to protect his son.

Ripley never said anything about it.

I didn't know he and Dalton were so close.

Did you know that Dalton was running with a pretty dangerous crew?

-No, no, I didn't. -Take a look at this right here.

Tell me if you remember or recognize any of these guys.

Hmm.

Yeah, a few of them.

All wild and unprofessional.

Uh... This guy, Virgil Dean, he's a hand-to-hand combat guy, same as Dalton.

But I've seen him cross the line, put a guy in the ER.

Is this who Dalton's mixed up with?

I think so. This guy's got a record.

Yeah.

Word is he has a smash-and-grab crew on the side.

That's gotta be what they're caught up in. Take a look at these photos here.

You recognize where this place is?

There's a lot of photos of all of them there.

Yeah, it's an abandoned warehouse by the river.

I went to a party there once. Wasn't my scene. Left.

Okay, I need to go check it out.

I'm going with.

I know this group. I can help.

-Okay, yeah, let's go. -Okay.

Yeah.

Hey, man. What's going on?

You can't be in here.

Yeah, I know, but I got lost, and so I just thought that-- There it is.

Nice.

-What do you got? -Transit times.

Delivery routes.

What are they planning?

They're gonna knock off an armored car.

What?

It's Dalton.

Dalton, it's okay, okay? I'm here to help.

Who's this?

He's helping me find your dad.

Was he here?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, they tied me up and left with him.

They're gonna knock off an armored truck.

Virgil's in way over his head.

I-I-I owed him money.

And he told me I had to be his getaway driver.

-You tell your dad? -I didn't know what else to do.

He was about to film a big stunt, but he told me to just...

stay low

and let him deal with it.

Your dad tried to pay off your debt.

The money wasn't enough,

so he took your place as the getaway driver.

We'll call the police on the way, we don't have time to waste.

Oh. Wait, wait, wait.

Let me help.

All right, listen, you know we're gonna do it my way, okay?

You do everything I say, you understand?

-I got it. -Okay.

Let's get to them before they get to that truck.

- Can you move? - -Yeah, but they cracked a rib.

Here we go. Come on, let's go.

Less than a minute to go. Get ready, boys.

Man, this is not going to go down the way you think it is, Virgil.

It is not too late for any of you guys.

-Come on, Virgil. -We're on.

Listen, don't forget what happens if you blow this.

You'll never see Dalton again, okay?

So shut up and drive, pops.

Let's go, boys.

There they are.

Hang on.

Come on.

- Let's go. - Go, move! Move!

- Move! - Get them out! Get them out!

Go, go. Move, move.

Get up, come on, come on. Get up, get up.

-Get your keys. -Get 'em out!

Move, move! Open the back.

-Cover! -Open the back.

- Come on, let's go. - Get in there.

Stay here, okay?

-Yeah. -All right.

Get in there.

Move. Get some coverage.

Come on.

Move!

Where'd he go? Where'd he go?

Eyes up. Move, move, move.

There.

There he is. Right there, right there.

Stay down.

Come on. Come on. Get up.

Come on. Come on. Come on, come on, come on. Go.

Listen to me, stay here, okay? Don't move.

Nobody move!

-Get down! -Just stay down.

- Dad. - I will shoot him.

- Dad! - Dalton!

-Put your hands up. -Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

- Do what he says. - -Don't make me shoot him!

- Do what he says, son. Okay. - Do you hear me? Shut up!

-Just do what he says. -Stay down. Nobody move.

Stay down. Come on.

- Come on, Virgil. Come on, man. - Dalton, put your hands

in the air and back to the barrel.

Do not make me shoot him.

Stay down and no one else gets hurt.

- Okay. Okay. - Or I will shoot this man.

- I will shoot him! Understand? - Do what he says. Just get back.

- Come on, Virgil. Come on, man. - Don't move.

Shut up!

Okay. Come on.

- Hale! Oh! - I got you, I got you. I got you.

-Hey, man. Come on in. -Thanks.

-Laura told me you were coming. -Hmm.

Hey, Laura!

-Yo, you want a beer? -Nah.

It's um...

They're fake, but it's either that or water, so...

I'm good. I'm good, thank you though. I gotta hit the road soon, so...

Yeah, I know how that is.

Look, man, um...

I really didn't mean to drag you into all this.

Maybe I should have went to the cops earlier, I don't know. I just...

I was just looking out for my boy.

You're his dad.

You don't have to explain yourself. I get it.

I still feel like I owe you though.

I owe you.

-Thank you. -Yeah.

You know, I don't know how this would've gone without you.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

It's a team effort though, really.

So what's next for you two?

-I got a gig laying down a bike. -Mm-hmm

Only I'm getting paid this time.

Okay.

Me, I'm gonna sit right here and not do anything, stay out of trouble.

You might actually enjoy that.

You know, actually, me and my boy are going to take the Charger out.

Have a little alone time, one-on-one.

You said the Charger, you got that back?

Yeah. Yeah, the guy I sold it to took the same price for it as is.

Just wanted some free driving lessons on top.

Right. So it all worked out.

It did.

Yeah.

Can you do me a favor?

Will you please take care of each other?

Be safe.

Take care.