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Take a deep breath in.

And exhale.

Inhale...

And exhale.

Notice the beat of your heart.

The rhythm of life.

You hold the power to create

all that you desire out of nothing.

You okay?

Yeah.

What do you see?

What do you feel?

Remember that there is great power within you.

And that power will guide you on your journey.

Let me see the gun.

Is it loaded?

I suggest you load it.

Today is a beautiful day of opportunity.

I am exactly where I need to be.

I open myself to the universe

and trust in the unfolding of my life.

This day will bring you peace

and an opportunity for success.

Track your buddy.

Feel this moment.

Have a beautiful rest of your day.

You have found your buddy.

Don't say anything unless you have to. Okay?

Are you good?

Everything is good.

Who is this?

This is my cousin.

Wasn't Leo your cousin?

No, this is my other cousin.

Have you done this before?

Sat in a car for two hours? Yeah.

Okay?

Put them in the case.

Come round the back, I want to have a word.

Ali, not you, stay here.

Just put the watches in the briefcase, okay?

What the...

Hey, what's the problem?

Hands on your head.

You're carrying a gun?

In the car.

- All right, get in. - What?

Get in the trunk, Masoud.

Where's your phone?

- In the car. - What's the PIN?

1324.

There's water in the trunk.

Today is different.

This isn't your usual run.

You're going to transport two sets of diamonds.

Come closer.

Six diamonds. Eight carats each.

Total value, 3 million dollars.

What about the ones in the briefcase?

They're fake.

- Fake? - Get up.

You need to tie this to your leg.

And don't tell your cousin.

Walk.

Yeah it's fine.

- Mmm-hmm. - Mmm.

See that car parked across the street?

He's gonna follow you to Houghtons.

- Just for safety. - Okay.

May I see your weapon?

What is this?

- It was my dad's gun. - Oh, really?

Who was your dad? John Wayne?

Take this.

You bring it straight back. No stopping.

What did I say?

No stopping.

Guy's fucking disrespectful.

Hey, have you seen my keys? I'm late.

Hey, can I get a little privacy?

If you're gonna take a dump, then lock the door.

I'm peeing.

You pee sitting down now?

Best three minutes of my day.

Jesus, that's sexy.

Back to the 405...

The 101 westbound is clear now...

between Echo Park Avenue and Thousand Oaks.

Not too bad through downtown, but...

What the fuck?

It's your fucking house.

Ben, as you can see, my partner's

parked across the street from your home.

It's just an insurance policy

same as the jewels you're carrying,

also covered by insurance.

So let's not do anything stupid. Understand?

When I say, "go," slowly remove your gun,

both your phones, and throw them into my car.

Clear?

Go.

Slowly.

Stay there. Do not move.

Ben, get out.

Kneel down back of the car.

Eyes forward.

Personally, I wouldn't die

for an insurance company.

Just take it and go.

No, Ben, I want the real diamonds

in the papers. Now.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I wanna get you home to Soraya, Ben.

Help me do that.

Where are they?

- My ankle. - Which one?

Left.

All right, slowly remove them.

Come on, Ben.

Get out.

Let's go. Fuckin' move.

Kneel down.

Here. I'm betting you didn't back up your photos.

Fuck!

Wow. Well, you have a very, uh,

unique eye.

And your beautiful home here is a real tribute

to all of your achievements.

What we offer you

is the highest level of protection

for all of these things

- that you care so much about. - Okay. Protection?

Come here.

What does this look like?

- Uh, a thermostat? - Fingerprint activation.

All me and my daughter have to do is touch it.

- Boom. Opens in a heartbeat. - Oh.

- Okay, never seen that before. - Panic safe.

One in every single room.

Well, that's not gonna lower your insurance premiums...

but I'm certain it must make you feel better.

It fucking well does.

I had two buddies last year,

had home invaders while they were in bed.

- Really? - You ever shoot one?

A home invader?

No, a Glock.

No. Well, that's not exactly in my line of work.

You're gonna like it.

- No, no, no. No. - No, it's gonna be good.

Here we go. You ready?

Hey, Ramon?

Could you please move?

Gracias.

I'm probably gonna hit him, you know.

No, no, no. You're not gonna hit him.

He gets out of the way all the time.

All right, I'll take that,

and you take this.

And if you hit one of those bottles...

I'll sign your policy right now.

Okay.

Here you go. Just go ahead and point... There you go.

All you do is relax,

and you just squeeze when you're ready, okay?

Oh! Oh, God.

Well, you didn't hit Ramon.

That's good. That's good news. There you go.

All right, next up.

This needs to be on the policy,

as it is definitely appreciated

since I bought it.

I've only seen that inside a museum.

Cost me 6.2 million dollars.

But we both know

contemporary Black art

is only going in one direction.

Right?

Uh, listen, we got a lot of stuff to go through.

We got a lot of high-tech stuff in here.

What makes us different,

is that we also protect your privacy.

Um, for example, we also have cyber liability.

Do you remember the admission scandal

of a few years back?

- I do, yeah. - Yeah, well,

none of our clients were named in that.

And... hello.

We also will cover your daughter's possessions

as she goes off to college.

That's my fiancée...

Adrienne.

Lovely to meet you, Adrienne.

We were just about to talk

about, uh, your coverage for your wedding.

Sounds like it's a beautiful venue.

Are you gonna be long... "Daddy"?

No, we're totally done here.

That's where gridlock,

- Getty Center Drive... - Sharon.

...has the two right lanes blocked

with the backup starting at the 101.

Southbound Sepulveda will work for you, getting from

West LA to the airport.

...infused with organic coconut,

aloe vera...

Well, well, well, right next to the 101.

Oh, don't fucking start on that shit, Lou.

Jesus Christ, you ever gonna swap out that shit bucket?

There's nothing wrong with that shit bucket.

It's maturing like a fine wine.

- Is it? - Yeah.

It's depressing, is what it is, man.

I just, I can't understand

why you wanna look so fucking poor.

That ain't what poor looks like.

What do you care so much for?

Because I gotta be seen

riding in it with you, Detective Buddha.

Yeah.

What do we got here?

Round the back. Courier got hit...

carrying three mil worth of stones from downtown.

He just left these behind, Ben?

What, he somehow knew these were fakes or...

I don't know.

We don't know.

Okay. What else can you tell us, Ben?

He knew my wife's name.

And how would he know that?

How the fuck should I know, huh?

Why are you asking me all this shit?

Easy.

Because, Ben, the one day you're carrying...

nearly three mil in stones is the day you get hit.

I mean, that's a little bit of a coincidence, no?

Well, I didn't give him any information

if that's what you're asking, okay?

- I didn't say... - You know what?

This is victim blaming, what you're doing.

- Yes. - I'm victim blaming.

- Is that what I'm doing? - Did he take your phones?

Yeah, he did, but he gave them back.

Your cousin says you shot at him.

The gun fucking misfired.

He had a gun?

- Yeah. - Why didn't he shoot you?

You'll have to ask him.

- Told you don't start on that. - Start on what?

- That lone ranger shit. - It's his M.O., man.

What do you mean, "his M.O.?"

The M.O. of not leaving clues behind?

He knows exactly what they're transporting, when.

He cuts the camera line in advance.

There's no violence.

He's in and out in seconds,

- or he disappears. - Okay.

We're right next to the 101.

Come on, he's got rules.

- Rules? He's got rules? - Yeah, and he sticks to 'em.

Yeah, this gonna be another one

we eat shit for, isn't it, Lou?

No one's eating shit.

What's goin' on with you?

The lieutenant says...

I should look into a change of partner.

Says if I stick with you, I'll end up languishing.

Did he?

Yep.

Well, what'd you say?

I told him I didn't want to do that.

Thanks.

But this lone wolf obsession of yours,

it ain't winning us any friends.

It's the same guy, and I know it.

Well, you better be fucking right, Lou.

'Cause I need to step up, man, and soon.

Right next to Charles.

No, no, no.

So how'd it go?

Did he show you his weapons?

Not all of them, I hope.

It went good.

Did you close?

Yeah, basically.

He just, you know, wants to... look over the quote.

Guy's like a gazillionaire. He's got time for that?

Hey, I guess that's how you stay rich.

Well, right.

Well, sure you nailed it.

Uh, Phil?

Yeah.

Any word on the meeting?

What meeting would that be?

The partners' meeting.

The one to finalize my partnership.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, um...

Yeah, no, the, uh...

I just gotta get the senior team around the same table,

but Mark is just back from Maui, so let me chase it up.

Yeah, but that's what you said before he left.

Yeah, well, I'm not in charge of calendars, Sharon, so...

- Well... - Can we not?

So how'd it go?

Uh...

There was, uh, an incident.

Police?

Nah, just some kid, you know, it nearly went...

I don't know.

Do you believe in omens?

Fuck omens.

You got shook up, that's all.

This and the next one in Santa Barbara,

you'll have had a good year.

And you'll have a good year, too,

and I'm taking all the risk.

You're just selling it.

Something bothering you?

It's just the Santa Barbara job, you know,

it doesn't feel right.

That's a lot of money to leave on the table, champ.

I have a buyer waiting.

I know, but it's happening in the middle of the day.

And we're going straight in through the front door.

There's no way of knowing

how many people will be in the car.

Someone could get hurt.

You got something else in mind?

Yeah, working on something.

Well, good.

Now look, go spend some money...

get laid, relax.

See you later.

Yeah?

Do you know who this is?

Jonathan?

What happened to Sarah?

Sarah's not well tonight, sweetie.

She said she messaged you.

Okay.

So what do you like to do?

Uh, I don't know,

just, uh, normal stuff, I guess.

That sounds nice.

Are you an eye contact or a no eye contact guy?

Good morning.

May this day be a clean slate for your mind...

for your actions...

for your thoughts.

May this day bring...

Uh, before we begin, it is my pleasure to introduce

the latest member of our valuation team,

Madeleine Adcock.

Along with Sharon, Madeleine's gonna focus

on high net worth residential.

I'm sure we will all make her feel welcome.

Hey, guys. Thanks.

Thrilled to be here, guys.

Um, okay, new business.

Sharon just valued

one of the wealthiest estates in all of California

and what is likely to be

the most expensive wedding we have ever insured.

What's the good word for Monroe, Sharon?

Uh, it is promising.

Okay. Well, promising is good

but closed is better.

Uh, next up is Phil. What do you got?

Yeah, something fishy on the claims side.

Seven-figure claim from a jeweler, Samir Kassem.

Courier gets robbed the one day in years if ever

he's transporting three mil in diamonds.

- Yeah. - Big coincidence, right?

Big coincidence. Sharon, think maybe you could

work your charms with one of our friends in blue,

get him to polygraph the vendor?

This week?

I was planning to follow up with Monroe.

- So... - It's a seven-figure claim.

Okay, how about we have Madeleine

take over the follow-up with Monroe?

You know, fresh face, fresh approach.

Good idea, Phil.

Yeah, I'd be happy to take it over.

If that's okay with you.

Yeah, sure.

Okay, next, uh, international...

Sammy, you can see how this looks,

- right? - No.

No, I don't. No.

Okay, what is this? Hmm?

Fat cop, bad cop?

When do you think

I started this business?

I opened my store 27 years ago

and I got two other stores.

Why in the world would I cheat on my own...

Okay, let's calm down.

Did you call him...

...to tell him when to expect

the courier?

No, I emailed.

So now what you gotta ask yourself is...

"How does he know whose email to hack?"

And how could he know

who's intending to transport something

before they transport it?

It's the same as last time, email,

calendar, Facebook, WhatsApp, Instagram.

What, no Snapchat? TikTok?

She's too old for that.

Boo.

There's a job...

- up in Santa Barbara. - Mmm-hmm.

My guy has laid it all out

but he's not doing it.

Why ain't he doing it?

He's lost his nerve.

I've seen it before.

He thinks someone could get hurt.

Mmm.

My dad always said, "You gotta break a few eggs," so...

Oh, you're not your dad.

God rest his soul.

You might not have the stomach

for some of the things he did.

But if you want a chance to find out...

this is it.

You think you can handle it?

Oh...

Fuck!

Fuck.

Fuck, man, why'd you stop so suddenly?

I stopped, but there's nothing sudden about it.

Red light.

You okay? You...

No, I'm not okay. I'm late, and this is my boss's car.

Um... Shit. I just, can I...

I need to get your insurance information.

Yeah, uh...

Listen, why don't...

Take this and that should cover the damage.

We don't have to worry about the whole insurance.

What? You just have this wad of cash

you wanna pay to not have the hassle? I don't...

I'm trying to help you out. You crashed into me.

I appreciate that,

but I have to go through the proper channels.

Otherwise I'm gonna get fired.

Let me get a pen.

Yeah, right.

Fucking thousands of dollars in your pocket?

Okay.

Sorry.

Um...

- Here you go. - Well, okay.

You got, uh, kids?

- What? - There's a car seat.

Oh, uh...

No. No. God. They're, um...

- It's my boss's car. - Oh, yeah. Yeah.

She's got a pair of twins. They're pieces of shit.

Yeah, I don't have kids either.

- Um... - Okay.

Um, I guess someone will be in touch.

I don't know

- how this works, so... - Great. Yeah, you know...

See you later.

Excuse me. Hey, I guess you're the insurance lady?

Ah. And I guess

- you're the detective man? - Yeah.

Sharon Coombs.

- Thanks for meeting with me. - Sure.

- Want one of these? - Nah, no, thanks. I'm good.

You don't like smoothies?

I don't even like to say the word "smoothie."

Mmm.

So you got something for me on the Kassem case?

Actually, we were hoping you would consider

polygraphing Kassem and the courier.

Why, so you could deny his insurance claim?

He paid his premiums.

What do you wanna do? You wanna screw him in return?

That's a nice job you got there, Sharon.

- Yeah? And how's... - Nice.

...public service working out for you?

All you hoped it would be?

I mean, you do make the world a safer place

so, I guess that's job satisfaction for you, huh?

Least I'm not screwing

the people I'm paid to protect.

I'm not screwing over anybody.

What we provide

is what people want most in the world after wealth.

- Wouldn't that be good health? - Nope.

That's security of wealth.

Ah, damn it. And here I was brought up to believe

that money can't buy you happiness.

I'm sorry. You've been misled.

Studies show that happiness in the over-45s

is overwhelmingly tied to financial security.

I'm just talking about a comfortable life

in a nice, little neighborhood.

Got your piece of the American pie, Sharon?

I live here by the beach.

Why else would anybody wanna live in this town?

You know, statistics point to this being an inside job.

- Statistics? - Yes.

Every series of human actions creates a pattern.

Now, I could show you a map

that would predict where 90% of the people

who develop heart disease will live in LA

and I can tell you...

it's nowhere around here.

It's science.

- Nice to meet you, Sharon. - It's nice to meet you, too.

And, you know, we are well within our rights

to polygraph.

Every series of human actions

creates a pattern.

The area you're looking at has seen 219 robberies

in the last four years.

Arthur, can you please remove

every robbery under 500K?

- Boom. - Ooh. CSI.

Go ahead. Just here to listen.

Remove every robbery

that doesn't involve a courier delivery service

or an armored vehicle.

Now remove every robbery

where there was some type of violence used in a crime.

Lastly, remove every robbery

where there was some DNA or evidence

left at the scene.

Boom.

As smart as our guy is,

he can't help but form a pattern.

He knows when the jewelers

are moving merchandise and when...

I believe by hacking their communications.

He doesn't use violence.

In every single case

he hits along the 101 Freeway.

Last time was south. I bet the next time is north.

Get the fuck down!

- Give me the case! - What?

What the fuck?

Hey, you, hands up!

Get your fucking hands up!

- Hey, come here! - No.

Come here!

Get on the fucking ground.

Is there anyone in back?

Is there anyone

- in the fucking back? - No!

There's nobody in the back.

There's nobody there.

There's no one in the fucking back, huh?

There's no one in the fucking back?

Shut up!

- You, where's the key? - I don't have it.

Where's the fucking key?

It's outside. It's in the car!

It's in the car outside.

Where's the fucking key?

- It's in the car. - What fucking car?

It's outside.

Fuck!

You think I'm playing games?

Give me... the fucking... key!

- Or I fucking kill you! - Okay, it's on my neck!

I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you.

Now! Fuckin' over it!

- Take it! - Come on!

Just, it's... You're fuckin'...

Someone shut the baby up.

What?

You, open the fucking cabinets!

What the fuck? What is the...

- Unlock it! - I don't work here!

I don't work here! I don't work here! No!

- Doesn't work here. - I don't work here!

Sit the fuck down!

Okay, go around, unlock it. Now!

Don't you fucking look at me.

- Open the... Open it. - It's open.

Put it in the bag.

Hurry up! Come on!

Come on.

Come on!

Come back around!

Get the fuck back on the ground!

Hurry the fuck up!

You, come here!

Lay on him! Lay on him!

Get the fuck on top.

Stay.

Fuck.

Where's the fucking door release?

- It's next to the till! - What?

It's where? Where? Where the fuck?

It's okay, shut up.

Fuck! Fuck!

Fucking... Fucking...

You, get the door! Now!

Open the fucking door!

Okay, okay, okay.

Easy. Easy.

Remember...

I know what you look like.

Fucking take care of your baby.

Give us the room a minute.

- Cap. - Ray.

Hmm.

So what's your objective?

- What do you mean? - You just turned

a bunch of random robberies into a series.

You understand what that means for the department, right?

I understand that we're gonna have to...

Let me finish. Let me finish.

Two of your little...

examples there are cases that already have suspects.

Another one was closed by Fellner

six weeks ago, you understand?

Uh...

Yeah, but he was wrong.

No.

No, he wasn't wrong.

He went from red to black on the board.

That's never wrong.

You know what we don't do?

We don't reverse our fucking clearance rates.

That's wrong.

But I know I'm right,

because all of these are the same guy

and he doesn't let himself get caught.

Right, right.

Your one brilliant factor tying these all together...

your guy's untraceable.

Oh, come on. You and I both know

there's nothing here that's random.

Stop talking.

Okay.

Okay.

You got the lowest clearance rate on the squad.

It's pulling everyone down, me included.

What's the matter with you?

You used to be the...

You should've been sitting in my seat by now, man.

Play the game.

Find a theory

that works for the whole building.

And he bought me flowers...

Remind me again what it is you do.

It's basically software sales to banks.

Blanquette de veau here

apparently is superb. I mean...

- Hey, sorry I'm late. - Hey. That's okay.

I crashed into someone

and those things take a long time to sort out.

I'm guessing he stopped too fast, huh?

You know what? He did, and it was fully his fault,

but I got another hot date out of it, so...

Do you come here a lot?

Uh, couple times, yeah. Couple of times.

The, um...

The blanquette de veau is, it's good.

Supposed to be good.

Are you, um...

Are you in LA?

- Uh... I move around a lot. - Do you?

Yeah. For work.

What is it you do?

Basically, uh...

software development...

Um...

for banks. It's sales.

It's not very interesting...

No, it's cool.

Yeah.

Mmm.

You okay?

Yeah. Um...

I think maybe this wasn't a great idea.

You seem super great and you're very...

Uh... But I, um...

I honestly just don't see us having all that much...

in common.

And I kind of have a rule

where if it doesn't feel right

you just don't waste each other's time.

What... But how do you know?

How do I know what?

That we won't have anything in common.

Uh...

Well, I have no idea what blanquette de veau is.

I mean, I would just...

I would never come to a place like this.

Yeah...

me neither.

Really?

I've never been here before.

You've never been here?

Just thought it was the kind of place that people...

...you know, take people.

Um...

I think it's veal.

What?

Blanquette de veau.

- Oh. Oh, veal. - Yeah.

Yeah, I, um...

No. I would not eat that.

- Definitely not. - What would you eat?

I thought we loved each other.

Yeah, we do.

But more in a force of habit kind of way, right?

I mean, don't you want

something you can be excited about?

Something new?

You can get it. Go.

No, I'm fine. I don't need to.

- Pick it up. - No, I'm not picking it up.

Is it your first?

Affair?

Do you really wanna know?

I'm gonna move out at the weekend.

No, you know what? You stay. I'll move out.

Where are you gonna go?

Maybe I'll move to the beach.

The beach?

Are you serious?

You're the least beach person I know.

I'm way more beach than you are.

Bullshit.

"How did your last relationship end?"

Work. I had to move.

"What motivates you?"

Money, I guess.

What?

Okay, um...

"Have you ever used handcuffs?"

Yeah.

Okay.

Uh, "If you had the option to press a button..."

Oh, "...and start your life over, would you press it?"

Yeah.

You would?

Mmm-hmm.

You?

No.

What's wrong?

I don't know. I mean, it's kinda...

What?

Sad?

Okay, look, I work for a publicist

and we work with musicians and actors and stuff

and like...

I swear to you, it doesn't matter

how much money they make

it's never enough.

I'll know when I have enough.

How?

I have a number in mind, but, uh...

I know it's just enough to feel...

well...

safe.

So you think maybe, uh, you wanna...

- Meet up again? - Yeah.

Hmm.

Maybe.

Yeah?

Yeah.

...armed with a semi-automatic weapon

terrorized the staff and customers

in an extremely violent assault

in which shots were fired.

It happened in Santa Barbara

at a high-end jeweler

in the Central commercial district

a little after 10 a.m.

The intruder was captured by surveillance cameras

but is said to have worn a motorcycle helmet

throughout the robbery.

This follows a string of high-profile robberies

in Southern California.

I don't work here! I don't work here!

Okay, pause it.

No, no, no!

Uh, can we interview your witnesses?

They're not gonna be able to give you much.

The guy was wearing a motorcycle helmet

the whole time.

One of 'em shit their pants.

Literally.

Shit in his pants.

Well, well, well.

The 101 robber.

There he is, Lou.

Yeah, something doesn't add up.

- I'm sorry, what? - Just...

What do you mean, "Something doesn't add up," Lou?

You said he was gonna hit north.

Boom. He hits north, okay?

We're barely a mile from the 101,

so the location fits, the target fits,

the M.O., it fits, Lou.

So, which...

I'm sorry, which bit doesn't add up?

Our guy never hurt anyone.

Ah, here's my champ.

What you got going?

Where's my account for the last job?

Why? What's the matter?

Santa Barbara was the last job.

Oh.

Santa Barbara.

Yeah, I found it.

I planned it. I walked you through it.

And you said you didn't wanna do it.

It wasn't yours to give away.

You want a cut, is that it?

It's not about the fucking money.

Well, then what is it about?

It's about trust.

This happens again, I think you and I are done.

You and I are done?

You're gonna threaten me now?

Maybe you wanna have a think

about where you'd be without me, huh?

Yeah.

I'll be here

when you come back

with your tail between your legs!

Is this how you treat all your customers

or it's a special treatment for immigrants?

This is just a formality, Mr. Kassem.

If you have nothing to hide,

then you've got absolutely nothing to worry about.

Oh, it's a formality.

You know, what I object to

is not that I pay you to insure me

and you look for ways

to refuse to give what you owe,

it's that with this machine you're saying

not only, "We think you're a thief"

but also, "We think you're a liar."

You know, Ms. Coombs, those people you work for,

they're all parasites.

Are you also a parasite?

My guy, he's...

planning something new.

I need you to find him

and I need you to follow him.

Here's someone he gets information from.

He's a Google guy or something.

You watch him, he'll show up.

Then what?

You're not gonna rob the courier.

You let him do that...

and then you'll rob him.

"Step mom butt sex dot com"?

It's just the encryption location.

- Follow the steps. - Hmm.

Yeah, it's funny what just

floats to the top of the old mind, huh?

Thanks.

White Mercedes GLE, please.

Yes, ma'am. Coming right up.

It's a cool car.

Thanks.

Life's too short to drive boring cars, right?

Elvis? He said that.

Ah, right. And what did he drive?

See, that would be a gold Cadillac.

Makes sense.

You into cars?

Ah, I like the ones with a bit of character.

Would that be old ones or new ones?

Today, an old one.

Today?

I need to be in your line of work.

So what are we driving today?

If you can guess, I'll give you the keys to it.

Ooh.

Be careful.

I'm good at this.

- Yeah? - Mmm-hmm.

All right.

Okay. I'm gonna go with a Chevy Chevelle.

Color?

Racing green.

Right color.

Well, one out of two, that's not bad.

Not bad at all.

That is a beautiful car, though.

I underestimated you.

Mike.

Sharon.

Nice to meet you, Mike.

Nice to meet you, too.

- Like I said... - No...

...that's the last image we have.

Are you certain that we don't pick him up

on the 101 in either direction?

Still certain.

Somewhere between that turn and the 101, he switched cars.

Why are you so convinced he took the 101?

Hey, don't ask, man.

Look, there's 30 blocks between there and the 101.

- Let's get lookin'. - Are you serious?

- I'm serious. - Lou, come on, man.

How else are we gonna find him?

The books come with the place?

- Uh-huh. - Huh.

For someone who likes things...

you don't really have a lot of...

personal stuff.

No photos of family or...

Do you have any?

What? Photos?

No. Family.

Yeah, someplace.

Someplace?

What, like in a drawer?

I don't know, we're just not really that kinda family.

Don't really keep in touch.

I don't know.

Do you have, like, brothers? Sisters?

Mom? Dad?

Yeah. Yeah.

I don't know, we didn't really, uh,

have a lot of stuff growin' up

and whatever we did have,

I didn't really keep any of it.

So...

What?

Mystery man.

Yeah.

Can I turn on some music?

Yeah.

There's a thing in the corner.

Do you have a favorite song?

Um...

No. Okay.

I don't know why I would ask

why you would have a favorite song.

Suppose that's another black mark, huh?

Aye, yai, yai...

Do you, um...

Do you listen to music or...

Yeah, sometimes.

Sometimes?

You don't, do you?

Come on.

I can't dance.

Come on.

Come on.

Come here.

No photos, no music, no dancing.

Someone needs to teach you how to be a human.

Yeah.

Ah.

I love that.

They cheer for home, but no one does that for LA.

Happy?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Scared?

Yeah, maybe.

You're not gonna stay?

Do you want me to stay?

Yeah.

Good.

Hi, this is Mr. Stone.

I need a new apartment

on the beach available immediately.

Can I help you?

Got delivery for Wilson.

I'm not expecting anything.

It's got your name on it.

All right. Just leave it outside.

I'm not allowed to do that.

All right. Leave it in the hall.

Whoa!

Move. Come on, move. Move.

Huh?

You're gonna tell me what you fucking gave him, okay?

Fucking tell me.

How many more of these

fucking garages you gonna make us do tonight, man?

Hey, man...

- Let's take a look. - Have you...

- See there? - What? Now what?

Lou.

Fuck's sake, man.

Mmm. Huh.

Call forensics.

Black wasn't a color for him.

It was his whole subject.

I wouldn't put it on my wall

but I do love the sense of drama.

I think you can be confident it's not gonna lose its value.

The real question is...

how much do you love it?

Well, I love it.

It'll go great with the new chairs, you know.

Really? You sure you want this guy

glaring down at us every time we have dinner?

He's not glaring.

He's glaring.

I'm sure. And he isn't glaring, really.

He's just looking, you know.

Excuse me. I'll be right with you.

- Okay. - Sure. Thank you.

Well, what a coincidence.

Hey.

Uh, Sharon, right?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Mike? - That's it.

- Yeah, good to see you. - Hmm.

Uh...

So do you collect art like you do cars, Mike?

Uh, not really, but I like it.

I like the sense of drama.

Hmm.

Hey, do you maybe wanna get out of here?

Grab a drink or something?

I swear, man...

you divorced guys, you always think

you're gonna move to the beach

and meet some hot surfer chick.

What you gonna do? Take up surfing?

No. I'm gonna... Thinking of doing the yoga.

The yoga?

'Course, you are. What kind?

They got kinds?

Big time, man.

They got hot yoga, fast yoga,

street yoga, Greek yoga.

- Greek yoga? - That last one might be food.

So, you just wanna get laid.

Oh, man, I wanna get fit.

Fitness?

- Please, booze man, you... - What's up?

It's like a new car.

Fuck.

Except for one microscopic speck of blood.

Is it enough to get DNA?

Should be.

Let me see.

So, I guess you work in the art world?

Nope. Less glamorous.

I write insurance policies for people

who have more money than they know what to do with.

So, you must know

a lot about what things are worth, huh?

Mmm-hmm. Too much.

But I also have to know a lot

about the people that own these things.

How do you mean?

You know, are you a thrill seeker,

are you an alcoholic, do you gamble,

do you cheat on your partner?

You know, all those questions that you can't ask

but you obviously need to know the answers to.

So, you get real good at reading people.

And what have you, uh, read about me?

Mmm-mmm.

Things you don't like or what?

Mmm-mmm.

Nope. No, did not say that.

Come on.

Okay.

Well, you look like a person who has secrets.

- Is that right? - Mmm-hmm.

Your shirt's new or newly pressed

which says you don't do your own laundry

or you're a bit OCD.

Uh, you're very groomed.

Your hair, your nails,

your 12-thousand-dollar watch there,

everything is just, uh...

a little too perfect.

Which tells me you have a lot of money

and a lot of time on your hands, Mike.

Got the clothes, the cars...

but you can't seem to look me in the eye.

And I'd bet you didn't grow up with money.

How do you figure that?

Because people who grow up in chaos crave order.

You talkin' about me or you?

Maybe both.

That hit too close to home?

No.

I have a...

I have a confession to make.

Really?

I haven't even finished my drink.

This wasn't a coincidence. Us meeting again.

Oh.

I came here to talk to you.

You followed me?

I came here to make you a business proposition.

You see, I know some things about you, too, Sharon.

Really? Like what?

You live alone. You're not married.

You never have been.

No children.

You've worked at the same company for 11 years.

You're a VP when you should be a partner.

Uh-huh. Who the fuck are you?

Just give me 30 seconds.

No. I...

What I have to offer you

is zero risk to you and a huge upside,

a life-changing upside.

- No, that's okay. That's okay. - What I do...

is I take certain pieces of information

from people like you

and those ultra high-value items

belonging to the rich guys you mentioned?

Well, I occasionally make them disappear.

But I do it in a way that no one can trace it,

no one gets hurt...

except maybe the shareholders of companies like yours.

Yeah.

So, you're a thief?

I get it.

Let me tell you something, Mike.

I've gotten where I've gotten through hard work.

I don't lie. I don't steal, and I certainly don't cheat.

And I'm not about to start now.

Guys you work for, you think they're squeaky clean?

Mark made partner in five years.

How do you think I know that?

I mean, you really think those guys give a fuck about you?

Have a nice life, Mike.

Hey, if you change your mind,

just post a photo of a beach on Instagram,

and I'll know to come find you.

Look, I don't know

if anybody's ever told you this,

but you live a fucked-up life!

Take a moment

to check in with yourself.

Check in and see

where you may be holding onto tension in this very moment.

Check in with your breath,

your body.

Consciously breathe this tension out.

Breathe it out.

Let your heart open up to the presence

of love all...

Oh, fuck!

Oh, fuck.

Asshole.

You found me. Hoo!

- Who are you working for? - Go away.

- Who you working for? - Go away.

Hmm? Huh?

Well, you know, I'm...

I'm pretty much in between positions right now.

- Yeah? - I'm looking to...

pursue a career in hospitality.

- Yeah? - So yeah...

- What did he tell you to do? - Who he?

Yeah, what did he tell you to do?

Your boyfriend? He?

He tell you to follow me?

Bro, I'm not gay.

Hey, stop fucking around.

- Did he tell you to follow me? - Your boyfriend?

Your boyfriend?

Did he tell you to follow me?

Fuckin' touch me. I'm not gay.

What'd he tell you to do?

But if I was gay...

What'd he tell you to do?

Stop fucking...

- Who are you working for? - Don't touch me.

- Answer the fucking question! - Fucking touch me.

- Answer the fucking question! - Don't touch...

- Huh? - Fuck you.

Quit fucking around, huh?

- You wanna kiss me? - What did he tell you to do?

- You wanna kiss me? - Huh?

What did he tell you to do?

Hey! Fuck. Hey!

Hey, hey, hey. All right.

- All right. - Yeah? Huh?

Yeah, okay.

You tell him...

I see you again

- and you're both dead. - Yeah.

- Understand? - Yeah.

- Yeah? - Okay.

- You understand? - Yeah. Okay.

Okay.

All right.

Cool.

Let go of your past.

Let go of your future.

Exist only...

in this moment.

Let's bring our left foot forward

into our Warrior Two.

Let's reverse the Warrior.

Left elbow to left knee,

raising our right hand.

Let's go down to the floor...

raising our right hand to the sky.

Gaze toward the sun,

the source of all life.

- Hey. - What are you doing

here, detective?

What a coincidence.

Is it?

This keeps happening to me.

Of all the lousy yoga joints in LA.

You either had a drastic change of circumstance

or you're stalking me.

Just trying something new.

Trial separation?

I wonder if it's fun being as smart as you, Sharon.

I'm sorry.

I'm just not having a great week.

This your first yoga class?

Pretty obvious, huh?

Looks good on you.

That's a very kind lie.

Thank you.

Hey, what's up?

Townsend just took a call

from Lafayette Jewelers.

He says there's someone hanging around

the outside of the store who's all wrong.

Sounds like our guy, Lou.

Why would he be our guy?

Well, he's a half mile from the 101.

And the owner says there's also a suspicious car

across the street.

What's he driving?

It's a dark one with blacked out windows.

Just like the one we found.

This could be our guy, Lou.

All right, I'm on my way.

Make sure Townsend doesn't beat you there, all right?

Unit Sunset La Brea,

now got three multiple calls.

On the ground. On the ground right now!

Police, stop!

Hands in the air. Hands in the air.

On the ground!

On the ground now!

Don't look... Come here!

No, no, no, no, no.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Police shot him!

Fuck!

Does he have a weapon?

No, I didn't see one.

Stand back!

Stay back!

You think it's him?

No, it's a fucking kid.

Call an RA.

Hey, hey, hey! Hey. Hey, stand back.

Hey, call an RA.

Get back.

Wake up, Townsend.

What are you doing?

Cuff him.

Control, we got an officer-involved shooting.

- Lou. Lou. - What?

He says... He says it's his car.

Which car?

The black one. He says it's his car, man.

998, what's your 20?

Roll an RA.

Copy that. 1423 Grand.

What are you doing?

- He had a gun. - What?

- He had a fucking gun. - What are you talking about?

- Hey! He had a fucking gun. - What?

See for yourself.

Control, it's Four King 79.

Be advised. Shots fired.

Suspect is down.

Suspect was armed with a semi-automatic handgun.

What's the ETA on that RA?

You think maybe your little theory

got in everyone's head a little too much today?

You got about 30 minutes

before the shooting board arrives.

At this stage,

you just need to get your statement straight.

Yeah, he hadn't drawn.

- You sure about that? - Gun was still in his bag.

Well, then we have a problem.

I don't wanna bury anybody, but I saw what I saw.

We have a problem because your statement

won't tally with Detective Townsend's.

Oh yeah? Well, that's not exactly a big surprise

- considering... - Or your partner's.

Tillman's account agrees with Townsend's.

Suspect was gun-in-hand

about to fire on a police officer.

And when times are difficult, we pull together.

The three of you are suspended

until the investigation's concluded.

After which time you'll be welcome back.

Unless...

one man should choose a different path.

Congratulations are in order.

Madeleine wrote her first policy here at L and V.

She brought Monroe in on estate

and she brought Monroe in...

on a significant coverage on that wedding

at the Beverly Wilshire.

It's a great start, Madeleine.

- Congratulations. - Oh, my God.

Shouldn't have.

- All right. - A mini boo.

Thank you.

Good start, Madeleine. Keep up the good work.

He actually wants to extend cover

to the wedding favors as well, yeah.

What's he giving 'em?

Diamonds for the bridal party. Around 12 carat each.

So that's an extra five and a half mil.

Oof! That's nice...

- Yeah. - ...but also high-risk.

Make sure they have a good security plan, yeah?

- Of course, I'm already on it. - All right.

I think that's it, everybody.

Madeleine, good start.

Sharon, wanna hold back for five

- real quick? - Yeah, sure.

- Doing okay? - Yeah.

- Good. - Good.

Uh... I finally was able to wrangle

the partners...

Um, so I just wanted to fill you in.

Oh, good.

- Yeah. - Great.

So the thinking is, given the year that we had,

we're gonna put a pin in it until early next year.

We really wanna get

a clear financial picture of everything

before we make a decision.

- Okay? So, hang tight. - Really?

- Yeah. - Because...

it was my understanding

that we had a really good financial year.

I mean, not least thanks to...

several of the policies that I wrote.

I mean, I can show you the numbers.

Yeah, we looked at the numbers,

and that's why, come January

we think you're gonna be pretty happy

but you gotta hang in there until then.

Well, you said that last January.

Well, good things come to those who wait, Sharon.

But I've been waiting.

I've been here for 11 years, Mark.

I'm aware.

Right. And you made...

junior partner in five and senior in seven. So...

What's your question, Sharon?

My question is...

if it's not gonna happen,

then I just would like to know that

so I can start considering myself.

And maybe my clients.

That's all.

Oh, you mean go to a competitor?

Well, I mean, I'm just saying.

You think one of our competitors

is just gonna snatch you up

because you're gonna present them the numbers?

I got a number for you, Sharon. 53.

It's not a good number

for a woman in this business, is it?

Because we know what those rich guys are really buying

and it's not 53.

Don't threaten me.

I think we got a hole in the chain of custody.

I got Tillman's DNA match.

Which one's his desk?

I can take that.

Yeah.

Huh.

- You okay? - Yeah.

There's a courier coming in from Antwerp.

He's carrying watches and gems

for a billionaire who's getting married.

Wedding favors.

With the value of $5.5 million.

Where?

The Beverly Wilshire.

What's the security setup?

We insist that armed security stay with our courier

until the transaction is completed.

And there's one more thing...

the buyer is paying cash for everything.

This way, he doesn't pay tax

and the vendor doesn't have to declare it to the IRS.

You're looking at 11 million dollars in that room.

Of which...

I want three.

Is there separate security for the cash?

I don't know.

We don't insure the cash.

- So there could be. - Could be.

That's a lot of guns.

And it's a busy location.

I'd say it's too risky.

Can I ask you something?

Have you ever done a job for 11 million dollars?

No, I haven't.

Isn't that what you guys call "walk away" money?

Well, that's the thing about "walk away" money

is you gotta be able to walk away with it.

What made you change your mind anyway?

Maybe there comes a moment

when you realize you don't have as much time

as you thought you had.

Good looking morning in the Southland,

unless you're on the 405 in south LA.

If you're headed southbound,

you know what I'm talking there around Avalon.

It's the Avalon off-ramp that's been shut down.

Now, CHP's calling that an animal hazard...

One third of the body's

lymphatic system is in the face.

I know.

This is our new home.

Go on.

Okay, you're in the valley,

you're trying to get into Hollywood...

you're taking 101 southbound side

right there at Highland...

right near the Hollywood...

Ah...

- Can I help you? - Good evening, ma'am.

I'm, uh, Detective Lubesnik from the LAPD.

I got this address as a last known domicile

for a man by the name of James Davis.

Does that name mean anything to you?

Why would you be looking for him here?

You know Mr. Davis?

Why you looking for him?

You have one forwarded message.

James.

It's Anne, sweetheart.

I don't know if this number works

but I'd like to speak with you.

Will you call me if you can?

And it's all yours if the price is right!

Okay, boys...

it's bedtime.

Come on, let's go.

Come on, gentlemen. Say good night.

- Good night. - Night.

I'm gonna go $22.51.

$22.51.

George, let's not waste any more time.

Why don't you leave your number?

- Yeah. All right. - Say hello

to your new SUV!

It's the Ford Escape Active!

Featuring a 1.5 liter engine, AC, automatic transmission...

Hello?

James?

Hello?

Is everything okay?

A man came to...

look for you.

A policeman.

He's concerned about your safety.

Hello, James.

Jesus Christ!

Hi.

Listen, uh, the courier, when does he fly?

What?

The courier you were telling me about,

when's he fly?

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

Days or weeks?

Well...

the wedding is on Sunday,

so I'm guessing Friday or Saturday.

Take this. Keep it on.

After we speak, take out the SIM,

destroy it, then dispose of the phone.

Seriously?

Isn't this what you want?

Hi, I was wondering if it would be possible

to take a look at the wedding suite?

Let me see what I can show you.

Hold there, please. Just a minute.

Hold, please.

- Yes. - Yeah, I need you to get me

the flight number.

And the security guard. I need a name.

Everything I have of value is in the...

Shut the fuck up.

You can have it!

- You can have it! - I'm not fucking here

for that, okay?

You know what I'm here for.

Hey, stay the fuck still.

All right? You know what I want.

What? No, I don't. No, I don't.

I'm not fuckin' dumb, bitch.

I have no idea what you want!

Huh? Don't fucking...

You're gonna fucking give me

what you gave him, you get to keep your face.

- Yeah. - Yes, yes, yes.

You want to keep your face?

You tell me what you fucking gave him.

- Okay. Okay. - Okay?

- Yeah. - Okay.

You're gonna tell me what you gave him.

And, when you're ready

coming up into a seated position.

Not in the mood today?

Can I buy you a coffee?

Or maybe a smoothie?

Is everything okay?

Oh...

What happened?

And what did you tell the guy who attacked you?

I told him everything I told you.

Same as you told this "Mike"?

Yeah.

Seeing as I told you all this...

is that gonna keep me outta jail?

You basically confessed

to conspiracy to commit gross larceny.

Yeah.

We go official with this, you're in...

Well, it gets ugly.

Fuck!

You have somewhere you can stay for a few days?

Friend, maybe?

You can stay at my place. It'd be safe.

Tell me more about this "Mike."

- Hey. - Hey.

How you doing? I need to review the evidence from

that case from last week.

- Ah. - Here you go.

It's late.

You... You know where it is? 'Cause I'm closing up in ten.

I'll just be... It won't be more than five minutes.

- Five minutes? - Yeah.

- All right. - Thanks.

Five minutes.

Thank you.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. Um...

I gotta go outta town for a while.

Why?

Just a work thing.

This opportunity has come up, and I have to go.

For how long?

Not sure exactly.

You know, could be a while.

- Yeah, so... - Uh-huh...

Can you do me a favor?

What's that?

Can you just tell me the truth?

That is the truth.

Okay.

And...

what is it that you do?

I told you.

Hey, can I grab a drink?

Sure. Give me a second.

Look at me.

Look at me or I'm leaving.

Do you know how fucked up this is?

I mean, I'm...

I'm walking around...

thinking that I...

Thinking about how much I like you.

And then I realize I don't even know you.

I mean, you haven't told me anything.

There are no photographs of your past.

You seem to have no family.

You have no friends. You have...

There's... There's nothing.

Maya, I'm just asking you to wait for me.

Wait?

For what?

For what? No, seriously, for what?

For you to get to some magic number?

Don't patronize me.

Just 'cause you don't understand, it doesn't matter?

What, money?

Yeah. If you grow up with no money

then you don't have any choices.

And then bad shit happens.

Bad things come into your life.

What kind of bad shit?

Bad people.

I'm just asking you to wait a short time.

I'm not where I need to be yet, okay?

I think you are.

Wow.

Look at you.

Pretending to be a capitalist?

Something like that.

How'd you sleep?

- Good. - Yeah.

I have some coffee up there.

There's some oat milk in the fridge.

Thank you.

Well, make yourself at home.

- Yeah. - Hey, sorry,

I'm here for a pickup. My phone's about to die.

You don't have a charger that I could borrow, do you?

I do, buddy, but I'm...

Hands on the steering wheel, Bob.

Please, don't hurt my family.

Start by handing me your phone.

Please be careful when opening

the overhead bins.

Items may have shifted during flight and could fall out.

You may continue to use the cellular function.

Mr. Foster?

Yes?

Please follow me.

What's this about?

Mr. Foster?

Welcome.

All right, you're good to go?

Can I see some ID?

Sure.

Thanks.

Here you go. Good to go.

- Your flight okay? - Huh?

Yeah, yeah, thanks.

Pretty used to it by now.

Come out this way a lot?

Ah, you know, few times a year.

Lot of homeless here, huh?

I could be dirt poor, you wouldn't catch me

living on the sidewalk.

What's that saying?

Don't judge a man till you walked a mile in his shoes.

I wore those shoes once.

They didn't suit me too well.

Where'd you say you're from?

I'm from here.

LA.

Whereabouts?

Bunch of places.

Moved around a lot as a kid.

It's a nice car. You like cars?

Yeah, I prefer the old American ones.

How about yourself?

When I was a kid,

I dreamt about having a Mustang.

Like Steve McQueen.

Yeah.

Yeah, Steve McQueen.

It's funny, a guy your age

wouldn't normally know who Steve McQueen is.

I grew up watching those movies.

What's your favorite?

Uh, say, uh...

Bullitt, you know, the chases.

Yeah.

Yeah, mine's Thomas Crown Affair.

McQueen plays a high-class thief.

I didn't catch that one.

Hey, Sharon.

Madeleine, you don't have to do this.

You don't have to laugh at his silly little jokes

or even act like you like him or anything here

because that's what I did for years and years.

And they told me exactly what they're telling you,

that I was the brightest spark to ever be interviewed.

That they were waiting for somebody like me

to walk through that door.

They said that I would make partner

and that I would have equity

- that I would be set for life. - Okay.

And then they dragged it on forever

- as if they were... - Sounds like you're

having an HR problem...

There's a protocol for that...

- and this is not it. - You know what?

- This is... - Shut the fuck up.

You know what else?

They don't care how smart you are.

They don't care what you know or how good you are.

All you are to them is bait.

Bait to land the next big,

fat, rich fish,

that these assholes can't land for themselves.

Now, I don't know how many years

that I'm gonna have left to offer since I'm "53."

But I do know,

that I'm not gonna give 'em to you.

Private security,

visiting a guest in the wedding suite.

That's fine. Go right ahead, sir.

Hey, it's my first day.

I'm supposed to be on butler service.

Ah, fifth floor.

Just down on the end here.

Been here before?

Yes, I have.

Stop, Jamie, stop.

I'd take the next one, please, folks.

Sorry.

Hey, I, uh, forgot

which room I gotta take this to.

It'll be on the ticket.

First day. I don't know what I did with it.

Dial 0-1-1.

All right.

Hey, I got drinks for Monroe.

I think they gave me the wrong room number.

Mr. Monroe?

I'm gonna call you back.

- Babe? - That's... Yeah?

- Some guys here for you. - Okay, good.

Uh, no, I want it as-is.

- Antwerp? - That's right.

Okay, I gotta go. Yeah, no, I gotta go.

- Any problems? - Uh, no, sir.

No issues with customs?

All right, everyone, hands on your head right now!

No one needs to get hurt!

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

You two on your knees facing the wall, right now.

- You're the security guy. - He has a gun. He has a gun!

- Just... He has a gun. - What is this?

It's a robbery.

- Just... - Hey, I'm not fucking around!

- On your knees right now! - Who the fuck are you?

I'm not telling you again, on your fucking knees!

- Please don't hurt me. - Shit.

Briefcase on the table, hands on your head, then kneel.

Let's go.

All right, where's the cash, Monroe?

Cash? What? There's no fucking cash.

The cash you're using to pay for your items in the case.

It's in the safe!

Where's the safe?

- Where's the fucking safe? - It's over there!

It's to the left!

- You know the code? - No.

All right, Monroe.

When I say so, you're gonna crawl over to the safe.

Unlock, but do not open it.

And crawl back to where you are now.

Understand?

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Move. Go.

Jesus fucking Christ.

It's right here. It's right here.

Oh, shit, I fucked up. I fucked up.

Just put the code in.

Stop messing around! Come on!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Okay, I got it.

- I'm not fucking playing! - All right.

- Put in the fucking code! - I'll put it in! Sorry!

Fuck, there it is! Fuck!

Hey you, fill this bag up.

Fuck.

Here.

Get back to where you were.

All right, Mr. Courier Man, open the briefcase.

Come on, let's go.

Has a combination.

That's okay. Nice and easy.

All right, take the diamonds out.

Jesus fucking Christ, man.

- What the fuck is happening? - Hey, shut up.

- Shit. Jesus Christ! - Shut up!

- Fuck, man. - Stop fucking talking.

Put the gun down! I'm a police officer.

- What? - You're under arrest.

Put the gun down.

Second you pull that trigger, I pull mine.

You probably got a kid somewhere, right?

And for what? For this fucking crooked prick?

Put it down.

It's the last time I'm asking you.

Put the gun down now, James.

I know all about you.

And I know you never hurt anyone before.

You're pointing the gun at a cop.

You're a cop?

- Then be a fucking cop. - Shut up.

- Stop fucking talking. - Shoot the fucking guy.

Shoot him right now.

- We'll vouch for you! - Shut up! Shut up!

Fuck. Fuck you.

Put the gun down!

I'm not putting the fucking gun down!

This is the last time I'm asking you!

Oh, fuck.

Put your fucking gun down!

Put your fucking gun down!

- Oh, my God. - Put your gun down!

Put your fucking gun down!

- Please, God. - Put the gun down!

- Put the gun down! - Who the fuck is he?

He's a cop, kid.

- You're a fucking cop? - You're out of your depth.

Fucking cop!

Put your gun down! Don't even fucking

- look at me, all right? - Fuck.

Put it down.

You think I'm fucking playing?

You think I'm fucking playing?

- Listen to me. - Hey.

Listen to me.

Pig. You fucking pig.

- Put the gun down. - I'm gonna start counting.

You want blood on your motherfuckin' cop hands?

Put it down.

You want fucking blood on your cop hands?

- You are a cop! - One!

- Shut up! - Be a fucking cop!

Shoot him now!

Shut up!

Fucking two! You think I'm fucking playing?

Fuck you! Fuck you!

Yeah!

You think I'm fuckin' playing?

Oh, my God.

Fucking piece of shit.

Fuck you. Fuck you.

Just take what you came for and go.

Fucking pig.

Push the case towards me.

Push the fucking case toward me!

Just take it.

- Don't fucking look at me. - Not looking at you.

Yes, you are.

You've seen my face, so...

I need you to put your gun down.

Put your fucking gun down.

- Come on. - Can't.

Put the gun down. Gun down.

Put the fucking gun down!

I'm not putting the gun down.

No. Hey, put the gun down. Come on.

Put the fucking gun down!

Put it down!

Fuck you!

Oh, shit!

Holy fuck!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

He's fucking... He's dead.

Oh, fuck.

He was gonna shoot you.

Shit.

Here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna get in your car

and you're gonna drive and never come back.

The money and the diamonds are still there.

There's the thief.

The 101 Robber.

I didn't wanna shoot him.

I know.

Oh, shit. Oh, my God.

Hey...

I need a fuckin' ambulance right now.

I'm gonna personally ensure that you do time.

You're never gonna work ever again.

No, you're not.

You're gonna keep your money and your stones.

And when the cops show up here,

you're gonna listen to what I tell 'em,

and then you're gonna say, "What he said."

The fuck I will.

See, once they start investigating you

for the importation of illegal stones and tax evasion

then they really start digging.

So you better be squeaky fucking clean.

Is that what you want?

What the fuck is the matter with you?

The fuck is the matter with you?

Fuck.

I suggest you get all that back in the safe

before my colleagues arrive.

- Call me a fucking ambulance. - Fucking coward.

No.

This is Detective Lubesnik, Robbery Division.

I'm at the Beverly Wilshire, room 1018.

I need a RA unit. I have two victims down.

One KMA,

another breathing,

but suffering from a gunshot wound to the shoulder.

Inhale...

Exhale.

You are safe.

You are calm.

You are exactly where you need to be.

Open yourself to the truth

of what's within you.

Don't hold back.

It's now time

to slowly begin to bring your awareness back...

into the physical body.

May you have a beautiful rest of your day.

Namaste.

Namaste.

Hey.

I came by your apartment.

Uh, yeah, I was away.

Yeah, I had a message.

- Oh, yeah? I, uh... - Mmm...

I have something for you.

Maybe don't open that in here.

Why? What is it?

Something nobody's looking for.

You said you have a message for me, too.

This was sent to me.

Yeah. I don't know what that is.

No?

Well...

you think you'll be...

coming back to yoga?

I don't know.

Think I should?

I think you should.

All right.

- See ya. - See ya.