All language subtitles for Murder.In.The.First.S02e10

[sighs]

Nobody's ever
happy to see me.

You're right.

You haven't lost
the attitude.

I remember that about you
from last summer,

when you shot the citizen
dead in his own home.

I figured
you'd bring that up.

Just small talk.

He attacked me
with a knife.

Probably.

I exonerated you.

Yeah, 'cause I acted
appropriately.

You took out a $30,000 loan
from the Credit Union last week.

What for?

I didn't realize
my financial transactions

needed to be
approved by you.

Did you take the money out
for your brother?

No.

Look, I'm talking to you
as a courtesy.

Okay.

You know
he's a dirty mess.

My brother might have
personal issues,

but he's a good cop,
so...

I wish you were right.
You're not.

Five years in Vice?

Even the good guys
can lose their way.

You don't know
where your money's going.

He could tell you
he's been...

Okay, let's say gambling
just as an example.

What if
it's something worse

and the money's
traced back to you?

End of your career.

You go to jail
for corruption.

You may not be as lucky
as your father was.

You're overstepping
right now.

So are you.

Come on.
You're a single mother.

You can't afford to
jeopardize your livelihood.

You need to stay away from
your brother for a while

until he's cleared up...
or he isn't.

[breathes deeply]

That's my free advice.

Are we done here?

Yes, I am.

Keep acting appropriately,
Inspector.

You can't save your brother
from himself.

♪ ♪

[elevator bell dings]

[indistinct shouting]

Ms. Nelson,
how do you feel

about the lash back
you're getting?

When did you find out
the video went viral?

Did you mean
what you said to Holly?

Will your wreck
of a home life

have an impact on you
in court today?

No.

Ms. Nelson?

Good morning, gentlemen.

You all right?

Fine.

I just wanted to say personally,
Jamie,

I've always supported
gay marriage.

I think the LGBT community

has the absolute right to be
as miserable as the rest of us.

I've heard it before.

Well, it doesn't make me
any less sincere.

Tells me a lot
about your marriage, Mario.

[chuckles]

[door opens]

♪ ♪

Silence in the courtroom.

All rise.

Court is now in session.

The honorable Mitchell Ellis
presiding.

Please sit down.

You ready?

To testify for someone
who killed 18 people?

Who tried to kill you?

[inhales deeply]

Not ready.
[sighs]

Inspector, you're up.

[sighing]
Oh, I hate this.

Hey.

I'll see you upstairs.

Yeah.

Now, did there come a time
at Point Bonita Lighthouse

when Mr. Rentman
offered to surrender

to you personally,
Inspector?

Yes.

Specifically you
and only you?

Yes.

Did he say why?

He said that
I was his princess.

Do you know
what he meant by that?

He was referencing
a video game

that he and the defendant
were acting out.

Was that game
"Bay City Bullets"?

Yes.

A single-player,
first-person-shooter game

that law enforcement
decrypted

on Mr. Rentman's
personal computer, correct?

Correct.

Is there any evidence
that Dustin...

specifically Dustin...
was re-enacting that game?

He shot people.

Did Mr. Rentman ever mention
Dustin to you in any way?

No.

Where was Dustin during
the events at the lighthouse?

He was hospitalized

with injuries that he sustained
during his arrest.

So Mr. Rentman was acting alone,
wasn't he?

Ms. Nelson,

redundancy is nobody's friend
in the courtroom.

I'll rephrase for you, Judge.
Was Mr. Rentman alone?

No, he took a classmate hostage.
Her name was Barbie Sanford.

What, if anything,
did you do?

I offered to exchange myself
for the hostage.

He accepted.

What happened
at the exchange point?

He reneged,
refused to release her.

The game only ends

when the hero
rescues the princess.

What did Mr. Rentman say?

He said
he was the bad guy.

He said that I was the only one
that could end the game

and that the game always ended
the same way.

Did you respond?

I did.

I said
that it doesn't have to.

Is that when he aimed the gun
at your head?

[screams]

Yes.

And caused a police sniper
to end the game?

It wasn't a game

to the 18 victims
that lost their lives, ma'am.

You're an experienced
police officer

with 14 years in the department,
6 of those in Homicide.

And yet Mr. Rentman
managed to manipulate you

into doing exactly
what he wanted, didn't he?

He made you carry out his plan,
didn't he?

I don't know
what his plan was.

But I'm a cop.

And if I could stop him from
killing another innocent victim,

that's what I was gonna do.

The defense calls
Dr. Frank Rentman.

Now, as a neuroscientist with a
specialization in sociopathy...

I'm considered
one of the foremost

experts in the field,
world-wide.

Your son Alfred was
also your patient, wasn't he?

Yes.

What was your
clinical diagnosis

of his mental condition,
Doctor?

Alfred displayed
the brain-imaging pattern

and biological markers
of a categorical sociopath,

along with a documented genetic
history of schizotypal behavior.

What sociopathic traits did you
specifically see in your son?

His lack
of emotional empathy.

His aggressive narcissism.

His reliance on
deceit and manipulation.

His inability to feel fear
or guilt or any kind of remorse.

Alfred manifested
the full-blown disorder.

Was he smart?

On the Stanford-Binet
Intelligence Scale,

Alfred ranked
in the highest range...

"very gifted."

Was he persuasive?

Most sociopaths use deceit
and manipulation

to get what they want.

Alfred could be...
charming.

Could he have persuaded

an emotionally damaged teenager
such as Dustin

to commit acts he would never
have imagined without Alfred?

Absolutely.

Were you afraid
of Alfred?

There is no cure
for sociopathy.

Were you afraid
of your son?

He was a monster.

[spectators murmuring]

Dr. Rentman, did you ever
seek outside help for your boy?

A therapist?

A child psychologist?

Anyone at all?

Therapy can't
change brain patterns, sir.

So your answer is "no"?

I knew it wouldn't make
any difference to his prognosis.

Before the shootings,

did you ever
report your son as a danger

to the health and safety
of others?

You're trying to blame me
for what happened.

It's not my fault.

Not my question,
Dr. Rentman.

My question is,

did you ever
report your son

as posing a threat to the health
and safety of anyone else

before he helped the defendant
murder 18 people?

No, I did not.

The boy you described as
a "sociopath" and a "monster"?

Some great leaders
display sociopathic traits.

John F. Kennedy, Bill Clinton,
Steve Jobs, for example.

Dr. Rentman, this is
a courtroom, not a classroom.

Please just answer
the questions you've been asked.

Please.

My answer is that

most sociopaths do not
commit murders, obviously.

Did you ever meet
Dustin Maker?

No.

Did you ever meet
any of your son's friends?

I didn't know
he had any friends.

Then you don't know who exerted
influence on him, do you?

My son
was not a follower.

Because he was following the
lead of that man instead of you.

I have no more questions
for this witness, Your Honor.

[spectators murmuring]

Ms. Nelson,
can you comment

about Mr. Rentman's testimony,
please?

Ma'am?

T-Take the next one,
okay?

No objections
during cross?

- No redirect?
- [chuckles]

Different plays
in a bench trial.

But... but there's...
there's still the media,

still the public.

Who cares?

One person matters...
Judge Ellis.

Is he gonna direct himself
to disregard

improper characterization
in the question? No.

Is he gonna tell Siletti to save
the rhetoric for his closing?

He is not.

[chuckles]
But Rentman hurt us.

He was perfect.

Ellis didn't like him.

No.

But he believed him.

[elevator bell dings]

Shit, a father like that
could have made me psycho.

How much do you think
he really knows about Junior?

Guys like Torres...

he's like a hunting dog,
and once he catches a scent,

he stays on that trail.

Same as us.

Yeah.

You know,
he didn't have to warn you.

That was like a favor.

It's good to know
somebody at Management Control

that has a heart
for cops.

You think we should back off?
Please, no, you don't.

Well, you have
more at risk than I do.

We could go to Koto,

see if he'll give you
a reassignment,

see if
he'll firewall you.

Sarah, Walt,
Caleb, Criolla.

Four dead cops, and now
my brother's next on the list.

We can break The Union, Terry,
which doesn't deserve the name.

We can prove
what they did.

We can stop them.

I'm not playing it safe.

I'm not.

Are you in?

You know I am.

Inspectors.

- Hey.
- Hey.

What's going on,
Burnside?

Uh, a lot.

So, a couple days ago,

uh, some med students were
doing liver research at UCSF,

and they pull
a John Doe cadaver,

and it turns out to be this kid
Xavier Furness.

- Okay. Xa... don't know who that is.
- Mnh-mnh.

Xavier Furness was a gunshot
victim about six weeks ago.

His liver was fine,

but apparently there was

some confusion
with toe tags,

and... Xavier got rerouted.

Huh. Well, I guess it's better
than being stolen, right?

Yeah.

Jalil Thompson.
That was very well played.

Uh, actually,
Jalil wasn't stolen.

Jalil was buried
in Xavier's grave.

What?

Uh, it was
a closed casket,

so the family
didn't know.

Jalil somehow ends up
with Xavier's toe tag.

Xavier ends up
with the rest of the John Does.

So we end up exhuming Jalil
this morning,

and... I end up telling you
all this stuff

'cause I think
you should know.

Hmm.

And...
let the lawsuits begin,

which will be lots of fun.

You okay?

Not really.

JAMIE: And while you were
completing your residency

at the Pleasanton Medical
Center, did you have occasion

to treat Dustin Maker
in the Emergency Room?

Yes, I did.

What were
the circumstances?

Dustin was
a 6-year-old child

who presented with
a spiral fracture

of the distal radius bone...
his forearm...

caused by what the
accompanying family member said

was an accident
in the machine shop at home.

Do you remember
who the family member was?

Yes.
I checked my notes.

His uncle, Mr. Beau Renell,
brought the boy to the E.R.

You kept your notes from
your residency 12 years ago?

For this particular patient, I
made sure that I kept them, yes.

Why?

'Cause I don't believe
the injury was accidental.

It was consistent with

deliberate physical abuse
of a child.

Did you notify anyone?

I reported it to my supervisors,
and I called the police.

Was any action taken
that you know of?

No.
None at all.

In a small town like Pleasanton,
they don't have

the same investigative resources
of an urban area.

Did you tell Dustin's parents
that the injury indicated abuse?

No.
'Cause I never met them.

They faxed their permission
for the surgical repair.

I phoned the contact number
on the fax,

but neither one of them
ever got back to me.

Neither one of them
even showed up at the hospital.

Did Dustin
ask for his parents?

He cried for his mom
in the operating room

before the anesthesia
took effect.

I never forgot
about that little boy.

How old were you at the time,
Dr. Levin?

I was 27.

First-year surgical resident,
yes?

Yes.

Brand-new doctor

with very little experience
under your white coat.

Isn't that true?

Dustin was the first case
of child abuse

I had ever treated,
yes.

Very sadly, not the last in
my career as a trauma surgeon.

A spiral fracture
like his

can only be caused with
forceful twisting... by torque.

It's a very common abuse injury
to children.

I-I've seen it
far too often.

Accidentally falling
on an outstretched arm

can also cause
a spiral fracture.

Isn't that correct?

Yes.

In fact, isn't that
one of the most common

accidental injuries
for children over 5?

Yes, but...

You didn't like his Uncle Beau,
did you?

JAMIE:
Objection, Your Honor.

Dr. Levin's
personal feelings

are not relevant
to his testimony.

Unless the witness's antipathy
for the patient's family

colored his interpretation
of the injury.

Antipathy has not
been established, Judge.

Your Honor, if you will
permit the witness to answer...

I do not need to hear
that answer to that question.

I'll sustain the objection.

Then I have no more
questions of any value

for this witness,
Your Honor.

[indistinct talking]

Come talk to us.

What's going on?

Torres
is hot to skin you.

Well, Management Control
is a paper cut

compared to
what's going on.

Well, not for Hildy.

Torres called me in.

Did he lean on you?

More like
a courtesy warning.

[sighs]
Guy's an asshole.

Look, I'm not gonna let you
go down for me, okay?

I'm giving you
back the money.

Junior, how are you gonna
pay The Union back

- what you owe them?
- I'll figure it out.

My fault, my fix.

Junior,
I was your last resort.

That's the only reason
you came to me.

What is one more dead cop
to them at this point?

It's nothing.

She's right.
You got to deliver that money.

Terry, this is between
my sister and I, okay?

Easy.

We're gonna
follow the money.

On our own time,
off the books.

No footprint.

We're gonna
let the money

take us all the way
up to the head man.

We're gonna
pull the whole thing apart.

You guys are crazy.

[sighs]

[knock on door]

Who is it?

HOLLY: Me.

Are you alone?

Yes.

I came to say
I am sorry about what happened.

I feel terrible.

I brought it on myself.

[chuckles]
I lost my grip.

I said awful things to you
that I didn't even mean.

I'm sorry.

I embarrassed
both of us.

Not to mention
your divorce lawyer.

That was a bad idea.

But I didn't know
how to handle you

without bringing
Sabrina along.

Wow.

You really wanted to make sure
there was no way back together.

Mission accomplished.

You are still angry.

No.

Sad.

I spent all morning
watching myself on video.

I hate
who I turned into.

Hate that side of myself.

This is
what trials do to you.

I'm trying to
save a human life here.

What about your life?

Did you
sleep with Sabrina yet?

[chuckles]
You are such a lawyer.

Oh, it doesn't matter!

It's none of my business
anymore.

We don't bring out the best
in each other.

You felt it
before I did.

♪ ♪

I still love you.

Me too.

Dr. Margaret Hopkins.

Spelling...
H-O-P-K-I-N-S.

I am
a forensic psychiatrist.

Repeated child abuse,
physical and/or sexual,

can cause a lifetime
of traumatic stress disorder

and depression
for the victim.

What are the symptoms
of traumatic stress disorder

for child-abuse victims,
Doctor?

Depression, loneliness,
shame, self-hatred,

suicidal thoughts,
anxiety, aggression.

I describe it as

an overarching sense
of hopelessness and doom.

When you evaluated Dustin,
did you note those symptoms?

Yes.
He had all of them and more.

What did you conclude?

I found Dustin to be
a fragile, malleable adolescent,

young for his years, easily
dominated, consistent with

a history of aggravated
physical and/or sexual abuse

in early childhood.

So [clears throat] you have
no personal knowledge

of any evidence of any kind
from any source,

including
the defendant himself,

that he was ever actually
abused in any way at all.

Isn't that true,
Doctor?

As a mental-health expert,

I'm qualified
to recognize

the psychological symptoms
of trauma.

Oh.

Are you qualified
as a mind reader?

Objection. Do I need to say
"argumentative"?

Your Honor, I was posing
a genuine question

about Dr. Hopkins'
psychic abilities,

since she has no other evidence
to support her opinion.

Enough.
Enough!

Enough!

Sustained.

Doctor, do you know of any
specific trauma to the defendant

other than a broken arm
during summer vacation?

It's not uncommon for victims
to be unwilling or unable

to reveal the cause
or details.

No, see, my...
my question was,

do you know of any
specific trauma to the defendant

other than
a broken arm?

No, I don't.

Thank you, Doctor.

The defense
calls Dustin Maker.

[spectators murmur]

We know who died,
and we know who killed them.

We know where
and when and how.

Now it's time to learn
why.

Why did you and Alfred Rentman
shoot 18 people?

Alfred
wanted us to be legends.

He said
no one would forget our names.

Did you
want to be a legend?

It was okay.

I just wanted everything
over and out.

By "everything"
meaning...?

My whole stupid,
miserable life.

I wanted to die.

I needed my brain
to stop.

Is that why you tried to
shoot yourself in the head

right before
the police shot you?

Yeah.
[sighs]

If my gun hadn't jammed,
I'd be gone, like Alfie.

We were both
supposed to die.

Then why did you wear
bulletproof vests?

Alfie said Kevlar would
give us more game time.

Do you know what he meant
by "game time"?

It's just
how he talked.

I didn't always
understand it, but...

guess I didn't have to.

Were you bullied at school,
Dustin?

Everyone gets bullied
at some point.

It's not why I did it.

Do you know why?

They were happy.

Talking and laughing.

Talking and laughing...

...all the time
about nothing.

With their baby faces.

So clean.

So ignorant.

They couldn't see me.

They didn't know me.

[handcuffs rattle]

They didn't want to.

It was like they lived in
a whole nother country

that I
couldn't even visit.

Where kids
didn't get abused?

That didn't happen to me.

I d...
I never said that.

How did you
break your arm?

I don't remember.
I was like 6.

Did your parents
send you back

to stay with your uncle
and your cousins

every summer after that
until you were 12?

Yeah.

When you were finally
big enough to defend yourself?

What do you mean?

Did your Cousin Daisy
have the room next to you?

So what?

And was your uncle's room at the
end of the hall... Uncle Beau?

I don't remember.

Do you remember
walking past Daisy's room

when your uncle
would call for you?

N-No.

What would Daisy
say about that?

What did Daisy see
every summer

that you're
not telling us, Dustin?

You know what she saw.

She's lying.
I mean, she's a liar.

She wouldn't have
seen anything.

N-Nothing ever happened
in the house, for...

Because your uncle
always took you

to the machine shop,
didn't he?

Where he thought your cousins
wouldn't hear you cry.

I hardly ever cried.

[voice breaking]
I hardly ever cried.

I can't sit here
and listen to this.

RILEY:
Lydia, sit down.

[voice breaking] You stay
if you want to stay.

Would you move?

[spectators murmuring]

♪ ♪

[breathes deeply]

I don't want to be here.

I'm not
supposed to be here.

The plan was to die
with everybody else.

But Alfred didn't
follow the plan, did he?

I thought we'd agreed.

Did you know
he was gonna try to escape?

No.

Did you know he was gonna
take Barbie Sanford hostage?

No.

Did you know he was going to
the Point Bonita Lighthouse?

No.

You weren't part of
Alfred's bigger plan, were you?

I didn't know
he had one.

When Alfred
didn't need you anymore,

he left you behind,
didn't he?

[voice breaking]
He... got to die.

And I'm still here.

And I don't
understand why.

Dustin, are you sorry
about what you did on the bus?

Every second...

of every minute...

of every day...

for as long
as I breathe.

[sniffles]

But how does "sorry"
change anything?

[sniffles]

They're still dead.

It's still my fault.

And it always will be.
[sniffles]

Mr. Maker,
are you sorry

for the innocent victims
you slaughtered or for yourself?

I'm sorry for all of it.

You're not a stupid man.

You know that sympathy
might save your life, right?

I'm not
thinking about that.

But you're blaming your own
actions on your dead partner,

- aren't you?
- I know what I did.

You made
a personal decision

to bring unimaginable pain
on 18 families,

many of whom are sitting here
in this courtroom right now,

because your victims
seemed happy.

That's your testimony,
right?

[sniffles]
Yeah.

You chose to take away
their lives

because you thought their lives
were better than yours.

Isn't that true?

Objection, Your Honor.
Just asked and just answered.

JUDGE ELLIS:
Next question, Counselor.

Mr. Maker, you never mentioned
physical or sexual child abuse

to anyone before today,
did you?

No.

All the inner misery
you've described

and you didn't
try to talk to

a counselor at school,
a minister, a teacher, someone?

I was ashamed.

Well, you think
if you'd spoken up sooner,

you would have still decided
to execute 18 people?

I don't know.

Did it make you
feel any better?

[spectators murmur]

People of California...

Hey, Michael.

You got a minute?
About me, not you.

Just, uh...
I need your input, Mike.

Okay.

Remember that you said
that Dustin Maker should fry?

You got mad at me.

Well, that was then.
This is now.

What's your reasoning?

He did it.

He admitted it.
I don't care why.

You don't
believe in mitigation?

What kind of excuse is there for
shooting up a busload of kids?

[sighs]

No prior criminal history,
youth,

influence of another,
childhood trauma.

So?

There are some people
in this world

who just don't
deserve to live.

He is one of them.

I mean,
18 people that he knew?

That is just
flat-out evil.

No doubts?

Doubt's for pussies.

Oh.
[chuckles]

[chuckles]

Thanks.

I won't use that
tomorrow in court.

[chuckles]

[rapping] ♪ I'd be really dumb
if I just allowed it ♪

♪ Watch your back,
you might get surrounded ♪

♪ Bang, bang, bang,
you hit the ground ♪

♪ Then I'll ♪

♪ Tell them all
what I came to do ♪

♪ Kill ♪

♪ One word
that explains the truth ♪

♪ Real ♪

♪ Bang out till your brain
is loose ♪

♪ All your little fun-filled
days are through ♪

♪ Remember that I'm like this
thanks to you ♪

♪ Yeah, brother, you got the feeling
just like a killer, killer ♪

♪ Yeah, brother, you got the feeling
just like a killer, killer ♪

[song ends]

Dustin Maker listened to
that music for hours every day

while he and Alfred Rentman
played the video game

that they decided to act out
so murderously in real life.

What is
the adequate punishment

for a man who chose
to execute 18 people he knew,

chose to shoot them dead
while they cowered

or tried to escape
or beg for their lives,

chose to make a school bus
an execution chamber?

This man
made a decision to kill

every time
he pulled the trigger.

And we know
that he was capable of decision

because he was selective.

We heard how he chose
to let Mason Carr live

when he told him
to get off the school bus.

Mr. Maker wasn't acting
in a mindless rage.

He was carrying out his
pre-meditated, cold-blooded,

savage plan
to make himself famous.

Oh, he's famous now.

He's got the eyes of the world
on him.

And on us...

on what we say and what we do
in this courtroom.

This is the law.

This is the will
of the people of California.

The crime of mass murder
is punishable by death.

Now, the defense will argue
that Mr. Maker deserves mercy.

Why?

He didn't show any mercy
to his 18 victims.

Put on the scales of justice,

how does this man's life weigh
against the 18 lives he took,

the 18 families he destroyed?

How does this man's pain,

for whatever reason...
if any...

how does it weigh
against the lifelong pain

that he's inflicted?

For some crimes,
there is no redemption.

There is no mitigation.

There is only justice.

To sentence the defendant
to life in prison,

the same sentence that
drug dealers, career burglars,

non-violent offenders
are serving

is to dishonor the dead.

The only voice the dead have
here and now is mine,

and the only sentence
that acknowledges

the loss of their hopes,
their dreams, their lives

is the ultimate sanction
on the man responsible.

It's time to respect the dead,
Your Honor.

It is time to give them
the justice they deserve.

Sentence this man to death

for the monstrous crimes
he chose to commit.

Thank you.

The attack
was senseless and inexcusable.

Dustin Maker has taken full
responsibility for what he did.

He pled guilty on every charge.

But the person, the sociopath,
who planned and led the crime

cannot be punished
on this earth.

Alfred Rentman cannot
be brought to human justice.

Only the damaged,
immature 18-year-old

he manipulated into helping him
is left behind.

If that deadly field trip had
taken place three weeks earlier,

Dustin would not now
be facing the death penalty.

He would have
still been a juvenile.

He would have already
started serving

a life sentence without parole.

How do 22 days make a difference
between life and death?

Alfred Rentman spotted a weak
and vulnerable kid he could use.

Sociopaths don't have partners.

They have victims.
They have patsies.

Dustin needed someone to follow,

someone to trust and believe in

after years of rape and abuse
by his uncle,

which started when Dustin
was only 6 years old

while his parents did nothing,
knew nothing,

chose to know nothing.

We saw Dustin's mother abandon
him again in this courtroom

because she didn't want to know

what her brother did
to her only child.

Dustin will die in prison
for his crimes.

The only question
before the court is,

will he die of natural causes
or at the hands of the state?

The prosecution isn't asking
for justice, Your Honor.

He is asking you
to add to the body count.

But all lives have value.

Every human being deserves
our compassion and our mercy.

Executing Dustin
will not bring back the dead.

It will not
make their families whole.

It will not erase

the horrific memories
carried by the survivors.

Condemn Dustin
to serve out his life in prison

where he will grow up
and grow old

remembering every day
what he did on that bus.

Don't substitute vengeance
for justice, Your Honor.

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Huh. You'd think 70,000 grand
would need a bigger bag.

Oh, so long as he doesn't spend
any of my money. [scoffs]

Let's just see how long
it takes him to exit.

I just hope
we can trust him.

Yeah.

We can.

[sighs]

It was weird,
being in court,

talking about
the bus shooting again.

Yeah, it was a lot harder
than I thought it'd be.

- You know what else is weird?
- Hmm?

I don't think
you and I have ever...

ever talked about it
to each other.

The shooting?

Yeah.

That's 'cause you like to
push past things.

Oh, right.

And you just love to
talk about your feelings,

right,
Mr. Sensitive?

Okay, easy,
mean lady.

[both chuckle]

[sighs]

[clears throat]

But for real, um...

Oh, there he is.
He made the drop.

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Slow night
at the strip club.

Yeah, I think we're gonna
be here for a while.

[sighs]

This is the most time
I've spent with you

in months,
seems like.

I know.

Where the hell you been?

I been right here.

[horn honks in distance]

We tried this before.

Maybe we didn't try
hard enough.

Who else
are we supposed to be with?

[scoffs]

Terry, we're partners.

That's exactly
my point.

I'm talking about
work.

Why does it have to be
one or the other?

I... I think it does
for me.

Work's the only thing
that I'm good at,

and I'm just scared
if we do this,

it's just gonna screw that up,
too, you know?

Are you cool with that?

Oh, heads up.

I think
we have our courier.

[ringing]

Hey, we got
a girl with the bag.

Stand by.

JUNIOR: Copy that.

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[engine turns over]

♪ ♪

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Hey,
she just made the drop.

I'll stay with her.

I can't make out
the house number.

Oh, I can't
see it from here.

Me, neither.

[seatbelt clicks]
Hold up, hold up, hold up.

Well, that's clearly
not our guy.

I don't know.

Just chill here
for a bit.

♪ ♪

Holy shit.

It's Nick Torres.

Sync and corrections by explosiveskull

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