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What kind of stupid

were you afraid Jason was gonna do?

I'm at the Omeda.

Just give me the fucking purse.

You need to slow down.

Bear!

Jesus. Fuck.

Jason.

Yeah, I'm-- I'm Jason, but I'm-- I'm-- I'm looking

for Krystal.

Oh.

Ah.

So is this the, uh, start of the night

or the end of the night?

I thought I selected "No Talking".

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, you did.

Right over here.

Okey dokey.

Yeah.

Room 223.

Yeah?

Did you, um, sign the papers my lawyer sent over by chance?

No, look, I haven't gotten to that yet.

I think I'm in the middle of an emergency here.

Uh, if-- if a woman does this--

That-- that's a thing, right? What?

That.

Yeah, that's a trafficking thing.

Oh, I just dropped off a woman who just did it.

Should I call the cops?

You know what?

By the time they get there, she's gonna be long gone.

Fuck.

All right, I gotta go.

Wait, Jason,

don't do anything stup--

Detective Tommy Poole, please.

Can you just tell him that Jaime Brandis called

and have him call me?

Who the fuck is that?

I got your purse.

They track my phone.

Okay, this way, this way.

Here's, uh, my wife's, ex-wife's gym bag.

You may want that.

It's actually Kristina.

Huh?

Kristina, my name.

Uh, they...

They made me change it.

Hey.

Why'd you call me here?

You left your phone at my place last night.

Oh, I went back and got it.

Good to finally have a key.

Hey, I hate to ask you this, but--

Hold on, hold on.

Are you trying to make me look

like an asshole with these shit cases?

Your assault, it's barely a plea deal.

We got two eyewitness-- No, no, no.

Two dopers.

No jury's gonna listen to them.

Get your shit straightened out.

Sorry, what did you hate to ask me?

Jason's in the middle of something right now.

Oh, shit.

What did he do now? Hey!

What-- what's going on?

He thinks he picked up a woman who's being trafficked.

Does he still have her?

No, he dropped her off at the Omeda.

Well, if he still

had her in his car, I'd tell him to drive her here.

But?

Getting a warrant to bust into a high-end hotel

because your drug-addicted, soon-to-be ex-husband dropped

off a woman at her destination that he believes--

- You're up. - Shit.

Look, I gotta go.

She gave him the hand signal for help.

Even if the DA went for it, which he won't, by the time

we got a warrant, she's gonna be on to her next trick.

That's what I told him.

I'm-- I'm just worried he's gonna do something stupid.

Look, I have no time

for this guy, and you gotta stop trying to save him.

Asshole.

Hello?

Oh, fuck.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Uh, get, uh...

Get whatever you need in there.

Are you actually getting me out?

Well, I'm not leaving you here.

I don't know you.

I have to get all the way out.

If I'm on my own, I'll say some crazy Swyft driver

kidnapped me.

No, hey, that's-- that is not what I did.

If you're just playing hero,

I need to go back now.

It'll-- it'll be bad, but not as bad as if--

Hey, I'm gonna get you help.

Shit.

Hey, I called you.

You didn't answer.

Listen, I just talked to the cops.

They're not gonna do shit 'cause the DA--

Jaime. Jaime, I-- I got her.

What?

The woman I picked up at The Bradford,

I went back...

Look, I went back and I got her,

and I need a safe place to take her.

Can the john identify you?

No.

No, he's not gonna be able to identify anybody, ever.

Jesus, Jason!

You just said yourself

that the justice system wouldn't do shit.

That's not what we're fucking talking about.

Yeah.

She, uh, she thinks I'm gonna abandon her.

Uh-- uh...

There's a place on 35 you can take her.

I'll call you back with the details.

All right.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Where is she?

Hey, I'll, uh...

Hey, I-- l--

I'll take you-- I'll take you to her.

Front desk got a call of a disturbance and called us.

When I arrived on the scene and saw this, I called you.

Security cameras?

Lobby and elevators,

and I took a screenshot of a potential perp.

Send that to me, and I wanna see all the footage.

Lab guys?

Notified, but they're backed up.

Where is she?

She's right up here,

but if she sees you, dude, she's gone.

Will you fucking buckle up that sound?

- Yeah, man. - Come on, man.

All right, dude.

Crap!

No, I'm at his car.

Yep?

Got a hit on Mohawk.

That was quick.

Well, he's a known piece of shit.

Give it to me.

Attempted murder, assault, solicitation,

drug trafficking.

Like I said, piece of shit.

Shit!

Shit.

Shit!

Oh, my God.

Where'd you go? You said you were gonna be here.

I am. I'm here. I'm h-- I'm here.

We gotta go. We gotta-- we gotta go. We gotta go.

I-- and I-- We got-- we have to go right now.

Yeah.

What are you doing?

I'm looking.

Hey, there is a-- there's a knife in the glove box.

Could you-- could you grab that?

Here.

Thanks.

Okay, are you--

Do you have anything on from before?

Bra, panty, anything like that?

It's all back here? It's all back there.

Hang on to that watch.

Nothing else?

They made me take those, too.

What?

I saw you take the pills before.

Yeah.

I stopped a month ago.

Well...

I guess, I...

Well, that was the reason.

Wait, how didn't they notice?

Well, uh, a-- a couple of girls got a flu,

so they had no idea that I was dope-sick.

Have you ever tried to quit?

Yeah, a bunch of times.

Couldn't do it.

It's why I got kicked out of the army.

Hey, uh, I'll pull over.

We'll, uh...

I'll help you with that.

Here, give me that.

Let me see.

This is, uh...

Oh, Jesus.

Pull your hair back a little bit.

Okay.

Oh, boy. Okay, so this,...

this is gonna sting a little bit.

Sorry.

Yeah.

Hey!

Thanks for calling me back so quickly.

Of course.

Listen, my ex-husband has a break-out.

Look, I-- I wanna help you, but I really can't.

She just needs a safe place.

Look, Jaime, you know this.

We don't do last-minute, chick.

Carm, they're on the run.

We've had to move twice in the last two years.

You just broke her out of

a really violent situation, Carm.

It's bad.

Please.

Okay.

I'll send you the address, but he can't come in.

No men here.

These the local guys?

Please tell me we have another tracker on this chick.

Okay, we got it in the phone?

Guys,

we're retrieving one little girl!

All right, give me that.

You, you're with me.

Take this. You go with them.

- Let's go. - Bring her back.

Hey.

Hey, I'm about to WhatsApp you an address

and some directions.

You, uh, you-- and you trust these people?

If my life depended on it.

Listen, erase that contact as soon as you can.

They do not want dangerous men finding them.

Did you tell 'em I'm dangerous?

You're the good kind of dangerous.

Okay, be safe.

Yeah.

Seems like a good lady.

Yeah, she's, um...

Yeah.

Why didn't it work out?

Oh, I-- I checked into rehab for the fourth time

without telling her, and then, um...

was gone for three weeks without a word, so...

That did it.

Rough.

I've been gone for four years.

How can I help you?

Uh, we're dropping off for, um--

- Amelia. - Amelia.

That's the magic word.

If you can follow me, I'll get you settled in.

Here.

Just thank you.

Hey!

I'm sorry I hung up on you.

What kind of stupid were you afraid Jason was gonna do?

Jaime, I'm at the Omeda.

Did he get her out safely?

I got them a woman shelter,

and they're on their way there now.

Shit!

What?

I'll call you back.

What if they come here?

We lock up and call the cops.

Now get some sleep.

It's empty.

Looks like they ditched it.

Maybe.

We'll take a look at the last place they stopped.

One of you assholes stay here.

Why do I gotta stay here?

In case they come back, motherfucker.

Watch your ass!

This guy took down Bear.

At least seven bedrooms.

Entry points in the front, back, and sides.

Unsure about security.

The boss wants this bitch back.

- They study the photo? - They got it.

What about the rest?

Shouldn't have took somebody else's shit.

Just the girl.

Stay here, phone it in.

Keep it running.

Hey, Carm, did you find the flashlight?

Where are you, bitch?

Oh, hold on, hold on.

Just be careful.

Just let's talk about--

I'm calling 911, you motherfuckers!

Fuckin' fuck you.

You got her?

Go, go, go!

They're coming. They're coming.

- Go, go, go, go. - I'm trying, I'm trying.

Go, go.

Fucking asshole!

What the fuck?

Hey, that footage get sent over?

Just forwarded it to ya.

Any second floor hallway footage?

You got everything.

Hey, no sound on these?

I don't know, Tommy, just whatever you have.

Okay, what made you move, big boy?

Okay, I'm sending you over another pic.

See if we can get an ID.

How'd they find me?

I think, uh, I think big man put

another tracker on my car at the gas station.

Fair enough.

Is he, uh, is he your pimp?

No, just muscle.

Victor's in charge.

Why'd you start?

Start what?

Pills.

Well, uh, RPG hit my Humvee and jacked my back.

Well, then why'd they kick you out?

I requested to go to rehab instead of another deployment,

so I got going.

So then they tossed you for taking pain pills?

Yep, pills they gave me, so fuck me, I guess.

Okay, here we go.

Sorry.

Nothing some titties won't fix.

Oh, yeah, you got that right.

He won't call the cops until he sobers up.

Come on, girls, we got more stops to make.

Let's go!

Hey.

Which one?

This?

Guys.

What the fuck, man?

Hey. - Fuck.

I just called the cops.

You think I give a shit about the cops, man?

I'm-- I'm not standing

on a street corner in a fur coat with gold chains.

I'm not a street pimp selling 20 dollar blow jobs,

and my clients don't have to drive down dark alleys

looking for crack whores to beat up.

This asshole...

Hey, hey, hey, hey! Stop, stop.

Cost me thousands.

You want money?

I got money.

Really?

Wow!

It's my lucky day.

Yours, too, asshole.

Let's go.

Bear, Bear, what the fuck?

Where's your phone, you stupid shit?

Image of the girl is too shitty,

but we got more on Mohawk.

He's out on bail for kidnapping and armed robbery in Vegas.

Both Federal.

Huh, and not supposed to leave Nevada.

Nope.

TSA didn't flag him?

Nothing.

Maybe he drove.

Looks like he's tied to some convicted drug smuggler

who got chased out of Miami in 2015.

Hmm.

All out of state, nothing local at all.

Yeah.

Crime scene guys wrapped up at the hotel.

Initial COD is blunt force trauma to the head,

but we gotta wait on the coroner.

ID on the vic is...

Spit it out.

Mike Stevens.

Congressmen Mike Stevens.

Moral High-Ground Mike Stevens?

Took a second to ID 'cause he checked in under a fake name.

Oh, shit.

DA's gonna be up our ass on this one.

Yeah, fuck that asshole.

See what was in that bag of toys he had with him?

Yeah, it looked like old Mike was trying to inflict some pain.

I'm tempted to call this one self-defense just to see

if that shit is straight enough for old district asshole.

Anything else?

Bunch of prints in the bathroom.

Let me know when they come back.

Ditch the car?

It's a barber shop around the corner.

They're gonna think we, uh, we got another ride.

Look, this-- this is gonna have to do for now.

They, uh, they got my car, they got my address,

so, uh, why don't you-- and I'll, um--

No, I-- No, no.

Take-- come on.

They just brought us in for the weekend,

then right back to Vegas.

A lot of money in town, I guess, huh?

Yeah, it's billionaire private jet money.

Oof, that sounds expensive.

600 for 30 minutes, each girl.

How much of that do you keep?

They take everything.

Yeah.

I bet.

Bathroom prints belong to housekeeping, Stevens,

one set yet to be ID'd.

Rest is up to you.

I'm being tasked to the shooting.

Shooting?

What shooting?

Come on, Tom, where you been?

Sorry, I've been a little preoccupied.

Three shot at a women's shelter.

Total chaos.

Any survivors?

At the hospital.

Bob!

Caeti's down.

Fuck!

All right, go.

Now!

You got a rough road ahead.

Thanks.

Nothing but a mattress on the floor, a card table,

some divorce papers.

Homeschool needs a pick-up.

What?

Jaime Brandis.

This'll be helpful.

Hey, are you okay?

Diamond?

Diamond.

Hey, she needs help!

Diamond. Oh, no, she's ODing.

Fucking Dance Fever.

She needs help.

Pull over!

Bitch.

Oh, shit.

Well, just-- just--

All right, turn right, turn right.

Fuck!

Are you kidding me?

I wanted to die.

It felt like the only way out.

The Vegas house was double bolted.

We get locked in.

Why did you leave three times after going through this?

The higher power shit.

In rehab, they--

They force God down your throat, and...

I just don't buy it.

I-- it's bullshit.

Oh.

Faith was the only thing that kept me alive.

Goddamnit, everybody give me your fucking drugs.

Right, where?

Oh, perfect.

J-- 20 minutes.

Yeah.

Right, where is this guy?

Good morning, Carmella.

I'm Detective Poole.

Fuck your soft-soap.

I got nothing for you.

Uh, okay, well, what about her?

Well, she's not here

or in the morgue, in case you're interested.

Look, I'm just trying to help.

Really?

So you're in the business of helping women now?

I think you're looking to pin this shit on somebody.

I'm just trying to figure out who's after them.

I can't help you.

Okay, well, if you should change your mind,

give me a call.

Huh.

Hey, hey.

Boy, this, uh, place is hard to find!

Hey, let's relax, all right?

Put 'em down.

Let's all chill.

Hold on. You, uh, You Victor?

Shit.

Oh, shit.

Why didn't you say so?

Huh.

Appreciate you letting me store my girls here for a while.

Not a problem.

At all.

The party favors are ready for inspection.

Let's go.

What are you doing here?

I'm just seeing a friend.

I need you to stay away from this.

She is here because of me, Tommy.

People are dead

because they went to that shelter.

Now, if you sent them anywhere else, I need to know.

All I know is he picked her up at the Bradford and he--

He picked her up at the Bradford

and dropped her off at the Omeda,

and then they went to the shelter.

The Bradford?

Yeah, I think so.

That's it, that's all I know.

Okay.

You don't know shit until I figure this out, okay?

Your friend back there doesn't like cops very much.

Well, she helps abuse victims

that cops treat like hardened street criminals, so...

I'm just trying to find out who the bad guys

are so they don't kill anybody else, all right?

I ask you to stay away from this, but do what you want.

Quality control?

You don't have to worry about no bad batch with us.

We cook the crystal and grow the weed on site.

Been using the same coke connect for years,

we never had no problem.

What about your pills?

Stole them from Walmart last night myself.

We ain't got no Chinese shit here, brah.

And the airport?

Just a quarter mile down the road.

Easy as shit to get to.

Okay.

We could give you a discount in trade.

Yeah.

And for him, too.

What about you?

Uh, not my flavor.

Look, I gotta go take care of some shit.

If these two get out of hand,

we are gonna have a major fucking problem.

Yeah, understood.

You get the rest when we come back for the girls and the shit.

Come on, guys, let's go.

Hello, welcome to the Bradford.

Hello.

I'm gonna need to see your security footage

from last night.

Yeah, okay, I got it.

I got it!

All right.

That's the address.

All right, let's go.

How's it going, Joseph?

How about you fuck off?

Feeling a little sensitive about your face, huh?

I'm curious, how do you know this guy?

I don't.

It looks like you do know him.

You recognize every dipshit

you stand next to in a hotel lobby?

Well, you did more than that.

You sat and joked for an hour with a guy that you did time

with in Vegas.

Then you watched that guy get into a rideshare car

that was found 500 feet from a murder scene

that you were found wandering a block away from.

So, yeah, I think you know him,

and I think you know how this guy was involved.

Lawyer.

You dick around,

there'll be no deal and no protection.

Lawyer.

Got you some new clothes!

Hey, you-- you can't be going outside!

You need new pants,

and you need some aspirin or ibuprofen or something

to help.

Hoping this guy has sugar in here.

Something to help?

Doesn't look like it.

Nobody saw anybody come in.

Uh, they could have dumped it and stole another car.

No cars reported stolen from this lot.

They could be on foot.

Let's spin the block, see if we can get lucky.

Maybe, man.

No, no, no, no, no!

No, no!

Come on.

No!

No! Help!

Help!

Open it up.

Get cleaned up.

Your bail hearing's been moved up.

Hey, fat ass, what part of open it up don't you understand?

Your Honor,

the State's evidence is mostly circumstantial.

We have a video.

Of what?

My client in a hotel lobby near a guy accused of a different

crime?

State's requesting that bail be denied?

Yes, Judge.

The accused is a flight risk, multiple time convicted felon,

and due to the violent nature of the crime,

we believe he poses a threat to the public.

His previous convictions were more than a decade ago.

He has family in the area.

He's not going anywhere.

Request denied.

Bail is set at $100,000.

See what happens with your half-cocked bullshit?

Man, fuck you.

Just do your job.

I don't have time for you.

Yeah, that's right.

You got more important asses to kiss at your fundraiser,

right?

Boys!

Oh, you nasty motherfucker.

Goddammit.

Motherfucker!

Where the fuck did you--

Fuck!

Shit.

Where the fuck did you go?

Fuck! Shit!

Bring 'em upstairs.

Come on, come on!

No, no, not this one.

Go on and sit down.

What are you doing with her?

She's done.

Leave her with us.

Call it square.

All right.

See?

There is no out.

Okay.

Let's go.

Let's go have some fun.

Ain't she pretty?

This is Detective 132.

I have a 134 in progress.

I repeat,

kidnapping at Three Oaks Blvd, just north of the 122nd

and Air Depot.

Multiple armed suspects, and at least one victim inside.

Go clean up your fucking mess. Then you meet us at the plane.

Stop fighting!

Stop fighting.

We're gonna have fun.

Driver's in there.

Then put that fat piece of shit out of his misery.

Hey, god-- Vic--

Bro, what the fuck, man?

Victor!

Victor!

Come on, man.

Fucking betray me.

Victor!

SWAT is being called.

Await back-up.

Danger is imminent.

I'm in pursuit.

Negative, Detective.

Await back-up.

That's bullshit.

Just tell them not to shoot me when they get here.

Detective.

Hey, Judge, 100 grand?

Huh?

Screw you, Victor.

Anything less, the COCJ would be crawling up my ass.

Plus, you can afford it.

Let's not talk about what I can afford.

Let's go.

Come on.

Come on.

Vegas is waiting, baby.

All right, well...

Yeah.

Go start the party without me, Your Honor.

Hey, Bobby, let's just say now we're talking.

All right, this should cover your time.

Thank you.

Hey, what's the hold-up?

Hey, just get back in the plane.

We lost a lot of men.

Yeah.

Um, get back on the plane, Your Honor.

Uh, for your losses.

Thank you.

Let's go.

- You take care of all of it? - I'm doing it right now.

- Let's go. - You didn't see it?

I'm not--

What the fuck?

Hey, boss.

You kill the driver yet?

I, uh--

You got one minute.

Yes, sir.

Goddammit, get it done!

Fuck!

He's gone.

What's going on?

Damn it.

You know they can't live.

Wait, Bobby, wait!

Open the door!

Take care of your shit.

No, Bobby, get back in the fucking car.

You gotta drive.

Open the fucking door, Louie!

You know they're gonna kill you, too, right?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

No.

Tommy!

Fuck you!

Fuck. Fuck.

They're supposed to go back--

- Is there anyone else? - I don't know.

Did you call for backup?

Yeah, but it might be a while.

Okay.

Look, my car is parked across that field.

Can everyone run?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. - Yeah.

Let's go.

Jason!

Tommy!

Go, get out of here!

Take this, take--

Go, go, go. Go!

Chase 'em!

Okay.

Jaime, get up!

Come on!

Jaime, are you okay?

Yeah.

Tommy.

Give me your guns.

- You good? - Yeah, yeah.

I want you to get her to Doctor Palmer at St. James Hospital.

St. James Hospital.

Go! I gotta clean this up.

They Don't know any of you were here.

Jason, you have visitors.

They're on the south deck.

I witnessed the suspect dragging the victim at gunpoint.

I then decided to engage before backup could arrive.

After I dropped Miss Clark and her captor off, I, uh,

drove around the back and I called my ex-wife.

I snuck out of the room when the john--

Congressmen Stevens.

I didn't know that at the time,

but yeah, when the congressman went to the bathroom.

While parked, I saw her coming out of the back,

and I, uh, picked her up.

He signaled to me, and I got in his car.

And then when I dropped her off,

I drove around the block and I-- and I took some pills.

When the gunfire started,

I ran out of the shelter and into the night.

And you abandoned your car near the shelter?

Um, I was...

I was too stoned to drive,

so I-- I just left it there.

I didn't stop running until I got to my father's house

in Arkansas.

And the suspect in question was this man?

Mr. Baranov, yes.

My conclusion is Mr. Baranov killed the congressman,

believing the congressman let Miss Clark go free.

Many of the weapons used in the gunfight at the ranch

were also used the previous night in the shooting

at the women's shelter,

and the victim was found near that crime scene.

Mr. Baranov was eliminating witnesses.

Do they need me?

Gunshot strangely wasn't reported.

Will it go to court?

DA's not gonna prosecute a dead man.

Take me to lunch?

No.

Let's get a drink.

You checked yourself into a motel by yourself?

And then the next day, I checked into rehab,

and I've been there for six months.

This is my dad.