Original subtitles

♪ ♪

Let's get you cleaned up, right?

And don't move, sweetheart.

You got paint on your shoes, too.

[phone ringing]

Mommy will be right back.

Keep an eye on the water for me, okay?

Thank you.

Shaina! Ellie!

I'm home...!

[chuckles]

Girls?

Girls!

Sweetheart?

[water running in distance]

Ellie! Shaina!

Sweetheart!

Shaina?! Ellie?!

♪ ♪

[phone buzzing]

- Hello. - MAN: Colter Shaw?

Is this line secure?

What are you, 12?

- Answer the question. - I'm hanging up.

No, no, no. Okay, maybe 14. What's up, brother?

What is this, man? I don't hear from you for months on end,

and then you prank me?

I'm surfing. Down in Punta Roca.

Got some sick waves down here.

Surfing.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, it's gnarly, dude.

And the views, whew, they are epic.

[gunfire in distance]

But, listen, enough yip yap.

I got a time-sensitive thing that needs your attention.

- Yeah, shoot. - That's my little Eagle Scout.

Listen, you're gonna get a phone call from, uh,

a Grant Valko. He's a, a work colleague.

He's a freelance op. He was

working overseas, military contract.

This about a debt owed?

No, no. Not a debt. He seriously needs some help.

- All right, what is it? - He's gonna call you

with the particulars, but, listen to me,

you need to run silent and deep on this.

- I can do that. - Means no cops,

nothing, not even a ripple.

Got it.

His wife and daughter were taken.

Kidnap, ransom?

Yeah, but it's not about money.

What's it about?

They want him to pull a report.

Kind of unsee something from his last mission.

Now, I'm not kidding.

There's all kinds of funk on this.

So I'm gonna shake some trees from my end

and get there as fast as I can,

but I need you boots on the ground

before this whole thing goes pear-shaped.

Yeah. All right. Where do I go?

Atlanta.

Get there, wait for his call.

Okay. Yeah, hey, Russell...

I got to go, pal.

Yeah.

["Edge of Reality [Tame Impala Remix]" by Elvis Presley plays]

♪ The edge of reality ♪

Just a couple of goats hanging out.

- [chuckles] Know what I mean? - [bleats]

- [mutters] - ♪ Reality ♪

♪ Dark shadows follow me ♪

♪ The edge of reality ♪

♪ Don't waste your time ♪

- ♪ Dark shadows follow me ♪ - ♪ Don't waste your time ♪

♪ Do, do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ The edge of reality. ♪

Grant Valko?

You leave your phone?

I did.

What about your gun?

Gun stays with me.

Same as you.

Your brother told me that you would do that.

My brother, per usual, was a little light on details.

He said that your wife and your daughter were taken

- to use as leverage? - Yeah.

You want to walk me through that?

I was coming back stateside

after being deployed for six months.

- Civilian contract? - That's right.

And on my way out at the airport, some guy stops me.

Offers me a bunch of money to retract my last AAR.

- Your after-action report. - Yes, that's right.

I tell him to piss off.

But then he tells me that I'm making a big mistake.

That's when I tried to follow the guy,

see if I could I.D. him, but he shook me.

You tell anyone this?

No. I wasn't sure what the hell it was about.

Until you got home.

I get there.

And my wife and my daughter are gone.

They contact you?

Yeah, I get a call.

Tells me I got 48 hours to retract my report

or my family's dead.

Hmm.

They sent me this.

This is all my fault.

They could be killed because of me.

Hey. Listen.

Right now the important thing is,

we focus on getting your daughter

- and your wife back home. - Yeah. Yeah.

So, your wife, her car, phone?

- Both at the house. - Okay.

And the house has cameras?

Yes. And I checked.

Nobody was in or out except Shaina and Ellie.

Okay, and after the phone call,

you didn't get any contact at all?

I figured whoever was behind this was also watching me,

so I got out of there.

And that's when

I reached out to your brother right away.

Tell me about the report. What's in it?

I'm a scout sniper.

My spotter John Hawthorne and I were assigned

to a two-person recon team

to escort a convoy of medical supplies in Somalia.

It's a normal assignment.

But then, out of nowhere, a van explodes.

I thought it was an IED. You know,

that's normal in that area.

I submit my report, and I thought it was done.

Well, somebody doesn't want that information to get out.

Can you think of who, who that might be?

Some military contractor or somebody inside.

But like I said, there's nothing in that report

that is a red flag.

Well, somebody cares about it.

Yeah, my only worry is that I retract my report like they say

and they don't give my family back.

That's why we need to find 'em first.

We mitigate this leverage.

Your, uh, your spotter-- have you heard from him at all

- since you've been back? - I called John,

but there was no response.

All right. Here's-here's what we're gonna do.

It's important right now that they think

that you're cooperating. Right?

We need them to believe that. And I need

you to buy me some time so I can figure out

where they're keeping your family. Can you do that?

[sighs]

Yeah, I...

I can go to the field office and...

start the retraction process.

That's good. You do that. I'm gonna head to your house,

see if they made a mistake, left something.

Please. Find them.

I'm gonna do everything I can for you.

♪ ♪

[rattles doorknob]

[clicking]

[steady beeping]

[beeping quickens]

[beeping quickens]

[rapid beeping]

[beeping stops]

♪ ♪

[line rings]

RANDY: Colter, I got your message.

Do me a favor and do not speak right now.

That camera that you found is some serious tech.

It looks like there's a network overlaying the house as well.

So I need you to give me a second

so I can find you some cover.

All right, I'm flooding the property's Wi-Fi.

Whoever's on the other end should see a dropped connection.

That should buy you a few minutes.

Done.

Okay, you can speak now.

Whoever did this had a lot of time.

Yeah. Plus access.

And advanced gear.

And they were able to extract Shaina and Ellie

from the house in a car without raising suspicion.

Were you able to see who that camera's transmitting to?

No, man.

I tried. These guys are pros.

Any signs of a struggle?

Yeah.

I've got Shaina's phone.

It's dead.

Scratch marks.

Looks like Shaina fought like hell.

How'd they extract them?

Took 'em through the back.

Listen, Randy, I'm gonna call you back

in case they have, uh, uh, coverage outside you can't see.

Yeah, good idea. I'll be right here.

[birds chirping]

[clattering nearby]

Excuse me!

Hey.

How you doing? I was wondering,

you guys working here yesterday, by chance?

Yeah. Look, the heat's slowing us down.

I'm sure it is. Listen, uh, my buddy lives down here.

Someone broke into his house.

I think the person who ripped him off

tore ass down this way.

I was wondering if you saw anything yesterday morning.

Yeah. Some idiot ripped through here

and nearly ran two of my guys over.

It's a blue truck.

Figure it was another sub.

Okay, you didn't get a plate or anything, did you?

Nah. Uh...

But Manny might've. He chased after it. Manny!

- MANNY: Yeah. - Thanks.

Randy, I only got a partial plate.

45G.

We're lucky to get that much.

4-5-G.

Give me a sec to scan the DMV.

Okay. Got a hella long list of matches here.

Yeah, I bet. Narrow it down to, um, blue work truck.

[typing]

Okay. I got a dual cab pickup, a Cybertruck, and a utility van.

The dual cab is registered to a 78-year-old Nancy Westley.

The Cybertruck is impounded upstate. Go figure.

And the utility van belongs to a fleet company.

Got to be the fleet van. Where is it now?

Some loft apartments across town.

Just sent you a pin.

Got it. Thanks, Randy.

All right, bro.

That Colter?

Yeah, it was.

He's helping out a friend of Russell's.

Russell's back?

[chuckles] Well, that's pretty unclear.

Yeah. He continues to surprise.

Just let me know if there's anything I can do.

Well, Colter wants to keep a tight circle on this one,

but, uh...

Russell's friend--

his wife and daughter got kidnapped.

H-Hold on. Is Russell with Colter?

At the moment, no.

Though the job's connected to a shady military contractor.

But I got a really bad feeling about this one.

Yeah. Well, just keep me posted.

You got it.

[sighs]

[shuts engine off]

♪ ♪

[rattles door handle]

[footsteps approaching]

Ah.

Hi.

Man. Good form.

- But I could've killed you. - Yeah. Good to see you.

- What are you doing here? - Came to see Hawthorne.

- Grant's spotter. - Yeah. Had an old address.

Ran it down. I guess he lives here.

Of course, he just retracted his AAR.

They must've got to him. He took the money.

Everybody's got a number.

I mean, except you, of course.

Normal people have a number.

What are you doing here?

This is the van that took Ellie

and Shaina from the house. I followed it here.

- Well, that's interesting. - It is

really interesting, isn't it? Listen, do you think Hawthorne's

behind this? Grant was reaching out, trying to find him.

Hawthorne was just twisting in the wind.

I mean, he was, he was busy walking his report back.

Which is a problem now, because now they've got a pair

of conflicting AARs in the field.

- Whoever's behind this wants 100% compliance. - For sure.

- Let's go have a look-see. - Let's go.

[glass shatters]

♪ ♪

That's Hawthorne.

- I got the roof. - Hey!

- I'll go around. - Yeah.

[grunting]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

[groans]

[grunts]

[grunting]

Damn it.

Hold on, I'm coming!

[straining]

[door closes]

[grunting]

- The hell'd he go?! - I don't know.

We're gonna have to find another thread to pull.

Son of a bitch, that guy could move. Did you get a look at him?

Nah, I saw same thing you did.

Blond hair, got a scar on his face.

That was not your garden-variety roof tosser.

- Military? - Probably.

Ex. Foreign services.

- Private sector? - Yeah.

I'm guessing whatever Grant was escorting

- wasn't a medical supply convoy. - No.

It was just a cover. I did a little digging.

Found out they were actually transporting

a proprietary weapon.

Uh, tech armor, to be exact.

He know about that?

No, he wouldn't. Guy at his level--

they keep him in the dark.

All right, why go after his family?

Because of the explosion he reported.

Apparently the weapon malfunctioned during transport.

It was in beta, but, I mean, these contracts--

they're worth billions, so...

COLTER: Yeah, that guy's long gone.

So, what you're saying is, it was a business decision.

Correct. I mean, Hawthorne just gave 'em

what they wanted-- look what happened to him.

They're gonna do the same thing to Grant and his family.

I think we need to follow the money.

I mean, my guess is, they're gonna stovepipe

this whole operation, you know?

Somebody to fix the problem with zero blowback

so they can keep this whole weapons thing on track.

COLTER: That's the only way cover-ups like this work.

RUSSELL: Yeah. And now they know we're involved, so that's great.

COLTER: Well, listen, we got to move fast.

We got to take away their leverage,

which means finding Grant's wife and his daughter.

Grant's on his way to retract his action report, right?

Well, he's supposed to. I haven't heard from him.

Oh, he's got to slow roll that.

Like, real slow.

- I'm gonna get ahold of him. - And I'm gonna call Randy,

see if he can look into Hawthorne's financials.

- You know? Maybe we can find another thread to yank on. - Great.

COLTER: All right. Here we go.

It's not so simple, Grant.

You can't just walk back an AAR.

It's a process.

I understand, sir, but...

I need to retract my statement.

Any reason?

Because facts matter, sir.

And I might have gotten some details wrong.

Little ones or big ones?

Both.

Okay.

If you really want to open this up

and have me go through the process...

...I'm gonna need a few more details.

Okay.

Because if it were me

and I was just back after a long hitch,

- I'd be home with my family... - [phone buzzing]

...not making busywork.

[phone continues buzzing]

Am I making myself clear?

Yes, sir.

I would like to amend my statement, sir.

Amend or retract?

Retract first, then amend.

You do this,

then every report you ever file gets put under a microscope.

Is everything okay, son?

'Cause I spoke with Hawthorne earlier...

I'm good, sir.

If there's something you're not telling me,

now's the time.

Once I pull the form,

there's no going back.

I would like you to do that, sir.

All righty, then.

Let's get it started.

Grant's still not answering his phone.

- Well, text him. - Yeah.

- We need him to keep stalling. - [line rings]

Randy, did you dig into Hawthorne's financials?

Yep. I'm looking at a money market account

with a pending wire transfer of $100K

that did not go through.

Wow. I'm gonna be honest,

my number's way higher than that.

That's got to be the payoff.

Yeah, set it up, but it was never confirmed.

- Can you trace it back? - Well, whoever processed it

was able to mask the source account.

However, I was able to decrypt the originator

once it bounced back.

The LLC is owned by a Gordon Marsh.

Sounds like a name with a punchable face.

You get a location on this, uh, punchable face guy?

Oh, yeah.

He's very high-level

at Rosskelly Defense Systems.

And I'm sending you an address now.

Got it. Thanks, Randy.

- Ooh, Rosskelly. - What?

They're big. I mean aggressive,

highly successful weapons contractor.

I mean, they're known for putting

a ton of money in weapons research.

So that's what this whole thing was about?

They're producing a-a-a product for the government?

Yeah. But these things take decades

to come to market, right?

So any kind of a blip--

that could cost 'em billions overnight.

Well, they got more than enough resources

to disappear all of us, don't they?

- Yep. - Listen,

you figure, like, a corporation like that,

everybody would be involved, everybody would know,

or maybe it's just a couple people at the top?

Trust me, plenty of people know about it.

Yeah. But this Marsh guy-- he's the project manager, right?

He's got access to all the funds, makes this thing tick?

[sighs] Yeah, we need to come up with a game plan.

We don't have time for a game plan. I'm gonna go to Marsh

and I'm gonna ask him, "Tell me where the girls are."

Well, then what? I mean, a guy like that's gonna have

serious detail.

You know, I'll, uh...

I'll have to deal with it.

Until you can't.

All right, I'm gonna go track down Grant,

make sure they don't wipe him early.

Be safe.

You, too.

Yeah.

[tires screech]

[phone buzzing]

RESTON: You through?

No, not-not yet, sir.

I, um...

You know what, I need to go to the bathroom.

[urinating]

[door opens]

Sup, Valko?

You good?

How's the fam?

[water running]

Ellie must be getting so big now, huh?

Whole life ahead of her.

Hate to see it cut short.

Look.

I'm just here to make sure

you do the right thing for your family.

That's all.

Now quit stalling and sign the damn thing.

[grunting]

Where the hell is my family?!

[grunting]

Where are they?!

[yelling]

I want Daddy.

I know, honey. Me-me, too.

- Everything's gonna be okay. - GUARD: Quiet!

[both whimper]

[soft chatter]

[beep]

Oh, sorry. Are you all right?

- No worries, bro. - Okay.

[beep]

[elevator bell dings]

[phone buzzing]

Hey, listen, you know I love it when you call,

but this is literally the worst time.

Oh, I'm so sorry for the inconvenience.

No, no. I-I... And, look, I know I left in a way.

And-and I just went dark

and then I come back without a word

and-and... [sighs]

I know I owe you, like, a grand gesture

- or some sort of an explanation, okay? - Russell,

shut up. I literally have 90 seconds

before my next meeting, okay? I just...

I want to make sure that you're okay.

I'm good.

Okay, good.

That's all I needed to know.

[line clicks]

[soft chatter nearby]

Hey.

Hi, looking for my buddy Grant.

Grant?

Yeah, uh, Valko.

Uh, he, uh...

...left his wallet in my car.

We're in the middle of something.

And he's been in the bathroom for almost 15 minutes already.

Uh, well, IBS is no joke.

I'll go get him for you.

Hey.

You find him,

tell him I had to jump into a Zoom.

[soft chatter nearby]

[clatters]

[door closes]

[gasps] Russ.

Oh, my God.

I messed up bad, man.

Is he dead?

No.

But he threatened my family.

- He's a part of it. - Yeah, he's the catcher

in the rye.

As soon as you signed that thing,

he was here to clean up this whole mess.

Look, Russ, my wife and my baby girl, man,

they don't deserve this.

Hey, I got you, all right?

Don't get all squishy on me now.

Plus I owe you. I'd be pushing up daisies in Honduras

if it wasn't for you.

[sighs] All right, we just-- We got this.

We just got to be smart about it.

As soon as he wakes up, he's gonna make a call

and my family's dead.

Well, lucky for you, this isn't

the first time Uncle Russ has dealt with a body in a bathroom.

I had four headless in a Pizza Hut bathroom

in Dubai. [whistles]

Okay. All right, listen, we got to get you cleaned up,

get that blood off of you, okay?

I'm gonna pull the car around.

We're gonna get him out that window.

Yeah.

We got this, man.

Hey. Do not leave this room.

All right? And nobody comes in.

Wedge that.

- [door opens] - Yes, sir.

[door closes]

[elevator bell dings]

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[stammers]

- Who the hell are you? - Shut up.

Shaina and Ellie Valko. Where are they?

I have no idea what you're talking...

[groans]

Sit down.

I don't have time for this.

You're the CFO.

You wired John Hawthorne money

- to pull his AAR. - How'd you know that?

And then you had him killed. Now you're trying to do

the same thing to Grant Valko.

Now, we can go back and forth. You can hem and haw.

You can stall. You can try to waste time.

You're gonna end up with more dings in your head.

Where are they? Where are the girls?

Doesn't matter what I tell you.

You're never gonna get in there.

Well, then you're right. It doesn't matter what you tell me.

Where are they?

Last chance.

We have a ranch.

Tell me about it.

Colleague's vacation home.

Stays empty most of the year.

But we use it when we need to.

Nobody has access.

You're gonna get us in. You're gonna show me

- where the girls are. - Okay, I don't think you understand.

- I'm just the numbers guy. - I don't think you understand.

You're the hand that moves the pieces. Right?

They're gonna kill us both.

Let's go.

Come on.

- [sighs] - Not a word.

Let's go.

[elevator beeping]

[elevator bell dings]

Don't do anything stupid.

Gentlemen.

[elevator beeping]

He's got a gun!

[grunting]

What, are you gonna kill me now?

[groans]

[Colter panting]

[elevator bell dings]

[gasping]

WOMAN: Call 911.

[line ringing]

Randy, were you able to access that Rosskelly security footage?

I'm in. What am I looking for?

For, uh, me

in an elevator, couple of guards,

- fight. - Okay.

Let me see what I can find.

This is insane.

Hard part's over.

Just take me to Grant's family.

All right, I see you.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, damn. Messy.

I need that deleted.

Okay. I get it.

You don't want to catch a tail.

I'll have it wiped in five.

Appreciate you, man. Thank you.

You might be able to slow my guys down,

but you'll never stop 'em.

You want to tell me why you did all this in the first place?

Did what we had to do.

You kidnapped a mother and her daughter.

Hired a kill team to take care of your mess.

You're damn right I did.

Was meant to be clean.

Streamlined.

[sighs] Yeah, I don't expect you to understand the math.

It's the greed I don't understand.

[scoffs]

You're thinking too small.

Weapon system like this

gives us a tactical edge across the globe.

Tactical advantage, well,

that translates into American lives saved.

Oh, I see. Yeah, you're a real patriot, aren't you?

- God, you don't get it, do you? - Focus

on the road and shut up.

- [grunts] - RUSSELL: All right.

Nice and tight. Spick-and-span.

- I'll get a photo. - [panting]

[camera clicks]

Now what?

Now we find your wife and daughter.

Oh.

God, I swear we're living in a simulation. It's Colter.

Did he find 'em?

Yeah, he's got a location.

Where are they?

- [phone chiming] - What is that?

GRANT: I think that's his phone.

Yeah.

[grunts]

[exhales]

"Is it done yet?"

Uh...

"Not... yet.

"Need... more...

time."

All right, let's move.

Is that him?

- You're a dead man! - Hey, hey. Listen.

I need you clear.

I need you clear if we're gonna get this sorted.

Do you understand me? You good?

- Yeah. - COLTER: Listen to me.

We need him.

I got him zip-tied to the steering wheel.

He's not going anywhere.

All right, what's the play?

Okay. Here's the play.

Your family's being held here.

All right? This is a ranch here.

And, uh, heavily guarded.

Ooh, that's a lot of acreage, a lot of outbuildings.

That's a lot to clear. What about that big house

- right there? - Okay, that's a guesthouse.

According to Marsh over here, he says that it's empty.

Aside from the armed mercenaries?

Yeah, who's to say there's not 50 guys with M4s in there?

I think wherever they have your family,

that's where they have the guards.

You trust this guy?

Marsh?

No. Not at all. But, uh, you know,

he's our only ticket in there. I don't think we have a choice.

Hey. Hey.

He'll get his. All right?

- Okay. - Let me see that.

The string of outbuildings here-- that's got to be

in play, right? That's got a lot of good tree coverage.

- That could be our line in. - Yeah.

We'll need overcover.

Hey, you brought your setup, didn't you?

No. No, I'm going in there with you.

No, no, I don't think that's a good idea.

You're the leverage.

Colter's right. Plus you're good from distance.

Okay.

- Is he all right? He gonna shoot this guy? - He's okay.

No, he's fine. He's good.

All right, here's what I'm thinking.

- You see this ridge right here? - GRANT: Yeah.

All right, that's where you're gonna post up.

We're gonna bring your family out through here.

So whatever covering fire we need,

you just provide it from there.

Can you do that?

- Copy that. I got you. - Good.

Listen, Russ, we go in there, it's gonna be just you and me.

We got to be quiet, we got to be fast.

Let's boogie.

- [thumping] - Oh.

[clears throat] Check this out.

[thumping continues]

Morning, sunshine.

[muffled yelling]

[grunts]

And good night.

Well, I figured we might need him.

- What do we need him for? - [stammers]

[scoffs]

Let's go.

[grunts]

GUARD: Mr. Marsh.

Wasn't expecting you.

Yeah. I'm, uh...

I'm just checking on things.

Sure. Go ahead.

[breathing rapidly]

This is it?

Yeah.

Where are they?

Hey, we can start shooting right now. Your choice.

Right, they're in one of those outbuildings back there.

I'm not sure which one.

COLTER: Heavily guarded.

Oh, here we go.

[grunting]

What you want to do with this guy?

He's coming with us.

[groans]

Or we just leave him here.

[breathing sharply]

Put the weapon down.

You should've signed.

[grunts]

♪ ♪

[grunting]

- Come here. - [grunts]

[creaking]

- Got 'em. - [both gasping]

Who are you?

It's okay, we're here to help you.

We're with your husband.

Oh, my God, Grant?

He's here?

We're gonna take you to him, okay?

But we got to get you both out of here first.

COLTER: Come on, let's get you untied.

[soft clattering]

- [gunshots] - [gasping]

COLTER: Stay down.

We got to move.

Stay on me, yeah?

Stay close.

Yeah.

Come on.

- Clear. - Come on.

Car's over here.

Put it down.

Or what?

- RUSSELL: Okay. - Thank you.

- All right. Stay with me. - Mommy.

ELLIE: Mommy!

[gasping]

- You're okay. All right. - [Ellie crying]

Come on, stay with me.

- [panting] - Mommy.

All this could have been so simple!

Just take the shot, Shaw!

You don't want any more blood on your hands.

Let him go.

I got plenty.

You'll never get out of here alive.

[yells]

Where's my family?

We have 'em. Come on, let's go.

Come on.

[siren wailing]

- [handcuffs click] - [indistinct chatter]

- ELLIE: Mr. Colter. - Hey.

Thank you for saving us.

Whoa.

You're more than welcome.

Thank you. I don't have one of these.

- [chuckles softly] - So now I do.

This is wonderful. Thank you very much.

Truly can't thank you enough.

- Yeah, you're welcome. - Yeah.

All right, let's just finish up with the officers.

I don't know how I'm gonna repay you.

Well, I don't know how you're gonna match this.

[chuckling]: I don't think I can.

Seriously, thank you.

You're welcome.

You heal up, okay?

Take care of that family.

- Yes, sir. - All right.

[Shaina chuckles]

[Colter clears throat]

Well, I guess I owe you now.

Ah, you don't owe me anything.

So what do we do now? Is this where you, uh,

you disappear again?

I got bills to pay.

You got waves to catch.

Yeah. Right.

Uh-huh. Like to see that sometime.

It's not that pretty.

Where'd you say this was again?

- [phone buzzes] - Oh.

- Hiya, Reenie. - Hey, you with Colter?

Uh, that little ray of sunshine's standing right here.

You're on speaker.

COLTER: Just wrapping up here, Reenie.

Yeah, no worries. I, uh, spun FBI and DCIS up to date.

And don't worry, Russell, I left your name out of it.

- Aw, I appreciate that. - What'd you find out?

Well, it's gonna take a bit to cut through the red tape

at a federal level, but Gordon Marsh

and the others at Rosskelly who orchestrated the kidnapping

and ransom-- they will be held accountable.

As long as Grant and his family come out of this whole.

They will.

And Grant has already been cleared

of any wrongdoing, so...

Ooh, what about that guy in my trunk?

[stammers, scoffs] I'm sorry, what now?

- No, nothing... - He put a guy in his trunk.

I'll tell somebody else about it.

It's fine.

Huh. Surprise, surprise.

COLTER: We're, um...

just saying goodbye to Russell.

Oh, you two. You're gonna make me blush.

Hey, you know, I could stick around and, uh,

we could get that dinner on the books we've been threatening.

Look, you pick a day.

And you still need to come see my new office.

Mm. Let me check my schedule.

How about next week?

Hey, you know, you could tag along.

But I'm gonna warn you-- it's gonna get awkward.

- Bye, Reenie. - You-- Okay.

Listen, I got time if you want to grab a couple beers.

Yeah, I got more than a couple beers back at the trailer.

No, not trailer beers. I'm talking longnecks,

you know, with a bar and some apps

and maybe a waitress with a little sass.

- Jukebox. - Ooh, now you're talking.

You down?

COLTER: How could I say no to that?

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