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[¶¶¶]

[Siren wails in distance]

[Breathes shakily]

What happened, Freddy?

Just give me a second.

Let me look at you.

Come on. Let me look at you.

Give me a second.

Okay.

Jesus.

Here.

Wipe your face.

Wipe the fucking blood from your face.

-Okay, kid. -Come on, kiddo.

Whose blood is that, Freddy?

You can talk to us.

Whose blood you wearing?

What?

Oh.

Whose fucking blood are you wearing?

What happened, Freddy?

What happened?

Just back off, man.

Just give me a second, all right?

Whose blood is that, Freddy?

Whose blood are you wearing?

Can you just let me breathe for a second?

Whose blood are you wearing?

I hear your question!

Can you just let me breathe for a fucking second?

Please!

Please. Come on.

-Pop! -It's okay, son.

You can talk to me.

We're family, right?

-[Breathes shakily] -It's all right.

What's going on?

Now, tell me what happened.

Where's Jake?

You high, Freddy?

Did you call Jake? Is he coming?

Whose blood are you wearing, Freddy?

You gonna keep saying that over and over again?

-I'll fucking tell you! -Yeah, yeah, I fucking will.

Okay! Then it's --

Come on, Freddy.

[Buzzer, door clicks]

Okay.

There he is.

Jake.

[Jake]: Hey.

What did you do?

Hmm?

Oh.

There he is.

What did you do?

[Chuckles]

I-I motherfucked him.

Freddy?

Freddy, look at me. Freddy.

Tell me exactly what you did.

Okay?

[Car alarm blaring, horn honking in distance]

[Cam]: Jesus Christ.

You killed Avi?

Jesus fucking Christ, put a gun to my head, why don't you?

[Freddy]:: He was--He was a fucking asshole--asshole!

You know he was.

Every deal you ever did with the guy,

he shorted you 20 cents on every dollar.

Stop it! Stop it!

[Cam]: Keep your voices down.

Isaac...

Hey.

[Freddy]: Hey, you know what?

You see that? He was trying to--

he was trying to sell me fake stones, huh?

You believe that? This motherfucker

was trying to sell your boy fake stones.

[Cam]: Freddy...

What fucking drugs you on?

[Freddy]: I'm not on any drugs.

Okay, this is Avi's shit.

And then he was coked out of his head.

See all the drugs on the table, he was fucking...

Pop, do you hear me?

Avi-- he was high on coke

and he tried-- he pulled a gun on me.

You know I hate guns, Pop.

Would you stop fucking praying?

Please, will you stop fucking praying?

[Horn honks in distance]

You know what, it was--

it was either him or me, Pop.

I would have been lying down there,

facedown in a-- a pool full of blood.

Is that what you would rather--

All the pain and garbage you both dragged around.

The dirt that covers both your lives.

That's not because of something you did.

-That comes from me. -Pop.

This is Lady Rah's main guy.

Do you know what that means?

It means we can have a war on our hands we can't fucking win.

That's the fucking reality of it.

That's what you've fucking done.

What are we gonna do now?

[Plane approaching landing]

We call The Baker.

We don't have a choice, Pop.

What are you doing? You gonna cut his body up?

He's gonna cut his balls off.

I'm getting the fucking bullet out of the ground, man.

[Jake]: We got to pick up the body.

Fuck no, I'm not touching that body.

-Get the fucking leg. -It's your fucking mess!

[Freddy]: I'll fucking... grab it.

[Plane engine whirs loudly]

[Cam]: We can burn this fucker as much as you like,

but Lady Rah, she's gonna fucking smell it.

Isaac, they're gonna come for Freddy.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

[Engine starts, revs]

[¶¶¶]

¶ I'm talkin', he talks I listen ¶

¶ GPS on my position ¶

¶ Just livin', just hanging out with the opposition ¶

¶ Can't take the heat get the fuck out the kitchen ¶

¶ Stupid y'all think I'm just spittin' ¶

¶ I belong in prison ¶

¶ Crazy by my own admission on a mission ¶

¶ So grab a podium, audience ¶

¶ Let me tell the public that I'm self-destructive ¶

¶ I ain't lookin' for no help Fuck it ¶

¶ Lookin' for a way to get high I'm still alive ¶

¶ Six million ways to die Still a few more left to try ¶

¶ 'Til I'm finished ¶

¶ Devil's got a hold on me ¶

¶ Devil's got a hold on me ¶¶

[¶¶¶]

[Beeps]

[Beeps, lock engages]

[¶¶¶]

[Chirps]

[Cellphone ringing]

[Jake]: Yeah?

[Cam]: Is Freddy secure?

[Jake]: He's secure.

[Cam]: Good, good.

[Jake]: Dropped him off with Chuy.

Now I'm gonna go check on Ava and Willow.

[Cellphone beeps]

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Ava?

[Sighs]

Hey.

[Bird calling in distance]

Where's Willow?

She slept at Carly's.

You sure?

[Ava]: She's there.

[Cellphone clatters lightly]

What's going on?

Freddy.

How bad is it?

That's your go bag.

$150,000.

Jesus.

If anything happens...

you know what to do.

[Sighs]

You and Willow just take the money and go.

Is he okay?

For now.

Are you okay?

I don't know.

Come here.

[Jake]: Freddy really fucked up this time.

I don't know if I can fix it.

[Ava]: Every time you help him, it gets worse.

He's my brother.

He's slowly killing you.

All of you.

[¶¶¶]

You know I love you, right?

[¶¶¶]

[¶¶¶]

[The Game and Skrillex's "El Chapo" playing]

That's a nice...

¶ I am the god ¶

¶ God, god, god god, god, god ¶

¶ El Chapo ¶

¶ Whoo, whoo, whoo whoo, whoo ¶

[Conversing in Spanish]

¶ I am the god ¶

¶ God, god, god, god god, god, god ¶

¶ El Chapo ¶

¶ Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo ¶

¶ I am the god ¶

¶ God, god, god, god, god, god ¶

¶ El Chapo ¶

¶ Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo ¶

¶ God, god, god, god, god, god ¶

[ Music continues ]

Hey.

Thank you.

-Hey. -What?

You want to stop eye-fucking my sister, Freddy?

Eye-fucking.

Why, you think she's into me?

You want me to cut your eyes out with a screwdriver?

Look, if you're gonna kill me, you got to use that--

that ghetto AK-47 you got over there.

I know a few people who'd be happy with that.

All right, let me focus.

[Clears throat]

[ Conversation in Spanish on television ]

Contemplation is suicide in this game, Freddy.

If you're not thinking three moves ahead,

guess what, motherfucker.

I am.

Now, this here board is an empire.

Royalty with endless possibilities

of geographies, landscapes....

And family--

most importantly family.

Right?

You got all this shit in front of you...

and you can't even see past your front yard.

Can I make my move now?

-Go ahead. -Thank you.

Sure you want to make that move?

No, that's not the move.

Dude...

Let me ask you a question, Freddy.

When are you gonna grow the fuck up

and stop messing with your family?

Don't you think it's time to get--

Can you-- Can I fucking concentrate?

You're fucking with my concentration, Chuy.

[Speaking Spanish]

[Replies in Spanish]

[Conversing in Spanish]

Bobby Fischer would be rolling in his fucking grave.

All right, fuck this! I don't want to play.

[sister]: Chuy?

This isn't Brentwood,

so you must be out of your fucking mind

if you think you can roll up in here,

acting like a fucking Kardashian.

I think they're from Calabasas--

You're gonna shut the fuck up.

Just because Cam asked me to sit on your ass

doesn't mean that you can bring this bullshit to my front door.

You're going to apologize to Angelina

for acting like a fucking animal in her house.

Let me hear it.

I'm sorry, Angie, for acting ike a fucking animal.

Chuy...

You're gonna clean all this shit up,

and you're gonna reset the board just the way that it was

while I take a piss, okay?

[Speaking Spanish]

He always takes his chess game so serious.

Yeah, he does.

He's very emotional, isn't he?

Like, he studies Garry Kasparov and shit.

Garry Kas-- Who the fuck is that?

The number-one chess player in the world.

-Really? -Chuy thinks he could beat him.

Do you think he can beat him?

No, I think you could beat him.

You play?

I don't really fuck with it too much anymore.

Are you guys ready to try this again?

Dude, did you wash your hands?

All right.

I'll give you that one.

We got $2.7 million in cash on the table,

and after that, we're fucking hemorrhaging.

We can offer $2 million as a payoff.

The whole fucking thing is going down the toilet--

everything we worked for.

Jake, what do you think?

I think it has nothing to do with Avi.

Lady Rah wants something else.

It's fucking Freddy she wants.

[Isaac]: We have to protect Freddy.

[Tires screech]

She wants to see you, Jake.

She came a long way just to see you.

Out.

[¶¶¶]

He's here.

[man]: Wait here.

My diamond man.

You're platinum, Jacob.

Shiny fucking platinum.

Mm. Do you like the view?

Why am I here?

I bet you do.

What, you don't drink rum anymore?

Well, then sit the fuck down,

because I don't intend on looking up at you.

[Growling]

That's nicer.

Eye to eye.

Light?

Hmm.

There's a legend about hyenas.

That they were domesticated,

trained to carry diamonds around their necks

into the mines of their masters.

Anyone who betrayed those diamond lords

were fed to those very same domesticated animals.

It's foolish

to think that anyone could ever really control

the natural instincts of an animal, don't you think?

We all eventually revert back to exactly what we are.

Your brother, for example...

causes a lot of trouble for the Green family, Jacob.

I mean, I...

I have to imagine growing up with an addict can't be easy.

Always having to bail him out.

I can offer two mil.

That is a very strong opening offer.

Very strong.

-It's the only offer. -Mm-hmm.

However,

we all know that Avi was a piece of shit.

But that piece of shit was my top earner...

my top stone runner.

But maybe there's another way.

I put one to Freddy's dome,

and then we're all square.

[Hyena snarling]

Does Ava,

your ex-wife that you are still fucking...

does she find the strong, silent type sexy?

Maybe we should ask her, huh?

What do you think?

Two mil.

That's what I came to offer.

That's what we can come up with.

You amuse me.

Not because of your insignificant offer,

but because you still think

taking the high road gets things done.

[Freddy]: No, no, no, no, no.

[man]: Now beg for me to kill you.

[Freddy]: Ow! Stop!

[ Grunting ]

Everyone has a price, Jacob.

Ow, fuck.

Bring me a better offer.

[ Grunting ]

You're in my world now, Jacob.

I've got Freddy.

[ Grunting ]

[¶¶¶]

[Cellphone ringing]

[Beeps]

[Jake]: Alexi, I'm on my way.

I need your help.

[ Cellphone beeps ]

[¶¶¶]

Word flies, bro.

[Sniffing]

Good shit, good shit.

[man]: This one's good to go.

Nobody on the street is gonna want to deal with you now.

Not for the amount you're after.

Look at this, eh?

[Sniffs]

Real Cuban...

from China.

Eh?

Fuck Uber.

Somebody's got to use the cabs, huh?

[Jake]: Alexi, Lady Rah is pressing down hard on us.

I got to help Freddy.

[Alexi]: I can maybe break you off...

half a mil.

I need 10 times that.

I love you.

But I love money more.

I can't help you beyond that amount, brother.

It's a ghost. No serial number.

Got some hollow tips to go with it, too.

I got guns.

I need cash.

Okay.

Got an option for you if you've got the balls.

Come work with me, Jake.

We'll make a lot of money.

Watch your back, Jakey.

I'm gonna miss you, Jewboy!

Let's move this merchandise.

[¶¶¶]

Pop?

Hey, Pop?

[Floorboards creaking]

[Sighs]

Hey, Pop...

Pop?

[Gun cocks]

Whoa, whoa.

Jesus!

Good God!

I can't...

I can't keep going like this, kid.

Stop.

I could have shot you.

I've been getting these headaches.

I...

I talked to a Realtor.

Lady Rah has Freddy.

He's fine, and I'll get him back.

I promise I'll get him back, Pop.

-[Gasps] -Okay?

Got to go find him, Jake.

He's not made like you.

He's not gonna last.

We got to go find him.

We got to...

You know where she took him?

We got to find-- [Coughs, gasping]

[Clattering]

Pop!

All right, all right, all right! Sit down. Sit down.

You're fine. You're fine. You're fine.

[Grunting]

[Siren wails]

Just breathe. Just breathe, Pop!

[Wailing continues]

[Monitor beeping slowly]

[Cam]: Isaac?

This ain't your time.

And this ain't the fucking place.

Brother...

Freddy, Jake...

Cam?

He's been spoon-fed all of his fucking life.

He's been protected his whole fucking life.

Now, we've got to look at the bigger picture here.

Jesus, he...

He's your fucking blood.

Yeah, well, you know...

It was me who...

who fucking brought you up with this old man.

Huh? I put the seven bucks in your shoes.

But now we got to start thinking about, you know,

us as a collective,

and less about Freddy.

We busted our asses to keep him out of trouble.

Everything could be gone-- because of fucking Freddy.

And I got Lady Rah pulling my fucking numbers.

Yes, it's about family.

Our family.

And it's about fucking loyalty.

But, you know, sometimes,

you got to know what bridge to cross.

And you got to know what bridge to burn.

[Siren wailing]

And maybe it's time to burn his fucking bridge.

[Jake]: All right, Pop.

You got to fight right now, Pop.

You got to fight like a motherfucker.

Harder than you ever fought for anything in your life.

You hear me?

Just squeeze my hand if you can hear me, Pop.

[¶¶¶]

[¶¶¶]

[Cellphone vibrating]

Yeah?

[man]: You've got a nice house, Jake.

Just letting you know we're here,

keeping a close eye on that beautiful wife of yours.

[¶¶¶]

[¶¶¶]

[Gun cocks ]

[man]: That's far enough, Jake.

Lady Rah sends her best to that beautiful wife of yours.

You need to stay the fuck away from my family.

Your brother's running out of time.

I think we're good here.

[Engine starts]

[Vehicle doors close]

[¶¶¶]

Ava?

Ava?

[Ava]: Yeah, I'm out here.

You okay?

Yeah.

You're bleeding.

Why do you have a gun?

Where's Willow?

She's at Carly's.

Are you sure?

Call her, please.

[Ringing]

-[Willow]: Hello? -Willow.

Hi, Mom.

Hi, honey.

Uh, why are you calling?

Yeah, oh, nothing. I'm just checking in.

Okay? Still at Carly's?

Yeah, I need a ride later.

Okay, yeah.

Just call me when you're ready.

I will.

Okay.

-Bye. -Bye.

[Breathing deeply]

Do you want to tell me what the fuck is going on?

Sorry.

I'm being cautious.

You're bleeding, and you have a gun.

-Are they looking for Freddy? -I'm being cautious.

You're not gonna tell me?

Everything is fine, okay?

You're freaking me out.

Look-- Look at me.

There's nothing to be scared of.

Okay?

Would you tell me if something happened?

I promise.

Everything's fine, though.

-Everything's fine. -Everything's fine.

Okay.

Put the gun down. I'll get you some ice.

[Freddy]: You know,

it would be cool if I could bum a cigarette.

One cigarette.

I'll send you a whole carton once we...

you know, get all this sorted out.

Seriously. Seriously.

Come on.

No...

I'm just kidding. I'm just talking. Come on.

All right, I'm sorry. I just don't want to--

Seriously?

Aw, yeah. Yes!

Thank you, man.

That pain you feel right now,

that's the pressure of your optic nerves being crushed.

Your eyeballs are moving back into your skull.

In about seven seconds,

the pain in your head will be unbearable.

You will black out, but not before you piss yourself...

and beg for me to kill you.

Fuck!

Oh, man!

Oh, fuck.

Oh.

[Gasping]

[¶¶¶]

[¶¶¶]

Is... Is it expensive?

[Jake]: So what's your-- what's your number?

$2,500.

$2,500-- you're in luck.

This ring's $2,400.

No way, dude! Are you serious?

-Swear to God. -I never get lucky.

Well, you just did.

Thanks, man.

All right, take a seat.

We're gonna give him that ring for $2,400.

Jake?

Gonna ring them in at $2,400.

$2,400 it is.

[Buzzer]

What's up, 'Los?!

Yo, what's up with the hand, man?

Ain't you getting a little too old for that?

Yeah, I am. Getting too old for that?

Oh, hell no, baby. That's me all day, every day.

Hey, just sliding through with the blessings, man.

Abuelita hooked you up with the empanadas,

threw in a piña for you.

Mm. Yeah, I don't fuck with pineapple.

I do.

Do you?

-Yeah. -You?

Cam, you never cease to amaze me, man.

You know this ain't no bag of porridge, old man.

Who made it, your mama?

My grandmother.

Ah! Well, no wonder she's been married for 55 years, eh?

You know that's right. [whistles]

Finally ready to pull the trigger

on that ring you been looking at?

Man, you better get the fuck out of here with all that talk.

How am I gonna explain all this on my salary, man?

Well, there's more than one way

to be creative when buying diamonds.

My personal favorite is inheritance.

But, you know, I-- I'm just saying.

Oh, Cam. Do you have any idea how many Mexicans have to die

in my family before I can inher--

I thought you was an A-rab.

Oh, ho, ho! This one!

Ah.

Well, when you are ready...

I'm your man, right?

Yeah, siempre, man. I know that, yo, yo.

What, you in a hurry?

-Yeah, well, yeah. -Come on, man.

-I got to run. -Come on, man.

We're just having a nice talk, right?

I mean, I ain't buying, but I can-- I can ask.

What do you say, Cam?

[Taps glass] This piece.

What's that worth?

More than your camel.

[Chuckles] Back to that A-rab shit.

All that fucking money, you can't afford a map?

I'm gonna buy you a map.

This guy, man.

Hey, yo.

Either one of you hear about Avi Kreshman?

Hmm?

That knucklehead, man.

His father filed a missing persons on his ass.

What's new?

You know...

Avi could fall asleep on a park bench for a year.

Yeah, right.

Remember in ninth grade, that field trip

up to Topanga Canyon?

We were halfway back to Hollywood on the bus

before Mrs. Stuher realized his ass was not on it, right?

Yo, but, man, real talk, man, Avi's ass is in the wind.

So now I'm just hitting up all the old heads from Fairfax

who were fucking with him.

Yeah, like who?

Everybody --

Yegenev, Bushy, Applebaum, Lebowitz, and Uhler.

Yeah. Sounds like a damn law firm.

Damn straight it does.

I'm telling you, man, something ain't right.

Maybe it's just the cop in me, man, but my mind is spinning.

Avi and Freddy-- two peas in a pod.

Freddy got to know something, man.

I mean, he around?

[Exhales deeply] No.

He's not.

-Hmm. -You know Freddy.

Yeah. I do.

Now, I got to say,

you are looking awfully expensive today, Cam.

You boys keep it shiny.

Have Freddy give me a call as soon as you see him.

I will.

All right.

Hey, you know, Cam,

be straight with me, man.

That stone--

that thing really worth more than my ride?

Just a little bit more.

Hmm.

Seems like I'm in the wrong line of work.

Yes, you are.

See you around, Jake.

[Door buzzes]

[Lock clicks]

He don't know shit.

[line ringing]

This is Ava. Leave a message.

Shit.

You know what? Just call me back.

This is Ava. Leave a message.

Yeah, I'm Just checking on you and Willow,

making sure nobody came by your house.

[Car alarms blaring, horns honking]

[Grunting]

[Vehicle approaches]

[Brakes squeal]

Move. Move.

[Tires squeal]

Clean yourself up.

Could have just called.

Not nearly as much fun, Jacob.

I know what a dangerous man you can be.

It would be a shame for your family to experience

something so...

primitive.

What do you want?

There's a deal in town I had Avi set up for me.

So?

Avi is now deceased, gone, missing.

Whatever we'll call it.

The train's moving fast, Jacob.

Either you're on it or you're under it.

These stones are valuable,

and the buy has been set at $5 million.

This makes us even.

Not quite.

Make the deal, Jacob.

That's what you're good at.

Yeah. Where are these diamonds from

that you want so badly?

Qatar.

Blood diamonds.

I don't fuck with blood diamonds anymore.

-Really? -Really.

I know you, Jacob.

My diamond man.

There's your brother, safe.

You want to keep him that way, you do the fucking deal.

We're done.

Drive.

[¶¶¶]

[¶¶¶]

[Door opens]

[Clears throat]

[Chuckles]

You must understand...

I do not like surprises.

It was a last-minute decision.

I just got to tell you,

I really love your, uh, your belt buckle.

Did you win a rodeo?

Is that--

Let's not get into some bullshit over taste.

We have real business to attend to.

[Snaps fingers]

Okay, did you-- did you just order a falafel,

'cause I-I'd love a kebab

-if that's-- -Shut the fuck up!

I'm sorry. I'm just trying to lighten things up here.

No kebab for you.

[Solomon]: I assume you know the price.

[Jake]: Yes.

Here they are.

[Billy]: Easy, whoa!

I'm just-- I'm taking a closer look.

Come on.

You understand the terms of the deal?

We do.

But I'm gonna be clear,

we're only here to call the stones,

make the deal, and leave.

Oh.

Then continue.

Would you like a loupe?

Oh, no. No, thank you.

I don't need one.

[Speaking Arabic]

[Laughter]

Did we miss the joke?

Man, I never get tired of looking at them.

Always feels like the first time.

And not just 'cause they're beautiful.

It's not that simple.

It's because each of these completely inanimate objects

have more life crammed into them than...

almost anything on Earth.

More than me, more than all of you.

These babies have...

they've been through it.

They've suffered, they've persevered, they've changed.

And if you look...

really close, you can...

you can almost feel their wisdom...

and hear their story.

[Sighs]

And that story, no matter how many times it's told...

well...

it'll outlive us all.

Yeah, those are...

beautiful.

"D" Flawless stones.

Oh, and, um...

...they're Type IIa.

Can I get a bottle of water, please?

How did you know that without using a machine?

Oh, I -- I looked at them.

He's special.

That, he is.

Look, you guys stop it.

Thank you. I think you guys are special, too.

[Clears throat]

So...

do we have a deal?

See the money?

We're gonna have to pass.

What the fuck are you doing?

We walk out of here without these stones, we are all dead.

We're gonna have to pass.

You're fucking crazy.

These diamonds are worth $30 million on the street.

We're done here.

-Whoa, whoa! -Whoa, Jesus!

Jake!

Jesus.

You could let us leave, or we can all die.

That's up to you.

I vote for let us leave. I think it's a better option...

for everybody.

I vote for leaving.

Okay. Let's go.

You better know what the fuck you just did

or Lady Rah is going to kill us.

Now get to the car.

¶ Whoa, whoa, oh ¶

¶ Desperado ¶

¶ Sitting in an old Monte Carlo ¶

¶ A man whose heart is hollow uh-huh... ¶

¶ Take it easy ¶

¶ I'm not trying to go against you ¶

¶ Actually, I'm going with you ¶

¶ Gotta get up out of here ¶

¶ And you ain't leaving me behind ¶

¶ I know you won't, 'cause we share common interests ¶

¶ You need me, there ain't no leaving me behind ¶

¶ Never know, no just want out of here ¶

¶ Yeah, once I'm gone ain't no going back ¶

¶ If you want take a peek and run away ¶

¶ Running from and it's out of luck ¶

¶ Yeah, yeah, there ain't nothing ¶

¶ There ain't nothing here for me ¶

¶ There ain't nothing here for me anymore ¶

¶ But I don't wanna be alone... ¶

The reason we didn't make the buy was--

What the fuck?

[Grunts]

Oh, shit.

¶ ...There ain't nothing here for me ¶

¶ There ain't nothing here for me anymore ¶

¶ I don't wanna be alone ¶

You motherfuckers!

Who the fuck do you think you are?

Calm down, man.

Don't you fucking touch my brother!

Fucking asshole!

Jake? You okay?

Ah! Shit!

-[Hyenas snarling] -What the fuck is that sound?

[Door rattles]

[Snarling continues]

Jesus Christ! What the fuck?

Fucking hyenas! Jake, she's got fucking hyenas!

Jesus Christ!

What the fuck?

They can smell the blood.

It's in the air.

Every breath they take, they can taste it.

Jake!

Oh, shit!

[Hyenas growling]

You had one fucking thing to do, Jacob!

Buy the stones!

I am very disappointed in you.

-Finish him. -[Hyenas snarling]

Open the cage!

[Freddy]: No!

Don't open that cage! Jake!

-They were feds! -Don't you fucking open it!

They were fucking feds, Rah.

Wait.

[Freddy]: Will you fucking listen to us?

What?

It was a setup.

That entire thing was a setup.

[Hyenas yipping]

Your boy, Solomon, he's a fucking fed.

Do we have a deal?

Can I have a bottle of water, please?

I-I got to tell you, dude, I really love your belt buckle.

Did you win a rodeo?

Those stones could not have been from Qatar.

They were Type IIa. Can I finish?

Can only be from one mine and one mine only,

and that's in India.

[Whimpering]

Those stones were seized like six months ago

out of Chula Vista in the Domingo Cartel raid.

The feds confiscated those stones

and a whole shitload of blow, too.

Who the fuck are those guys?

Fuck!

Look, if we would have bought those stones

like you instructed,

the feds would be at your doorstep right now.

If your brother is lying,

I will have them eating right fucking now.

He's not.

[Hyenas snarling]

Phone.

[Snarling continues, door rattles]

[ Yipping, growling ]

[Freddy]: Pop?

Pop?

I'm sorry, Pop.

Can you hear me? It's Freddy.

I'll be right there.

What happened, kid?

We're still breathing.

Are we done?

Not even close.

Pop...

I'm sorry, Pop.

Freddy...

Yeah, Pop?

Yeah?

Pop, you awake?

[Chuckles]

Can you hear me? It's Freddy.

Freddy.

[Distorted voice] Can you hear me?

There he is, there he is.

He's awake.

He's awake, he's awake. All right.

Hey.

[Ava]: Shh. Hey.

You gave us a scare.

He's all right, Willie G.

-He'll be okay. -You had us worried sick.

That right?

I'm sorry, Pop.

It's okay.

It's okay.

[Freddy]: You're gonna be all right.

-You're gonna be all right. -Right here, Pop.

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