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♪ And stolen lies

♪ I can't see through

♪ Although your face glows

♪ Of who you used to be

♪ Stop trying to speak

♪ You lit up there

♪ Making me smile

♪ Won't hold you up

♪ Lost in your own denial

♪ You're holding on fire

- Hmm?

- You speak English?

- Little.

- Ah.

Use yours.

First thing I buy.

Then big bottle of vodka.

What you buy first?

- Plane ticket for
my son, my son.

- Aw.

Aw.

Oh, I get you light.

- Fair is fair.

- Fuck.

Agent Carter, time is 0130.

Second asset's down.

What moron Shanghai'd
my coordinates?

Carter out.

- Mark.

Mark!

- What?

- We have a problem.

- What problem?

- Well, two actually.

The first is that you didn't
come to bed last night.

Glad I slept over.

The second is I'm melting!

- Right, okay.

Well I'll fix that right now.

Don't worry about it.

Yeah, building manager's office.

Yeah I need, yeah I'll hold.

- And why were you
up doing analysis

at the wee hours of the morning?

- Judge needed clearances.

You know, important stuff.

Active cases and
indictments and things.

Yeah, hi, my air
conditioning's not working.

- You don't even have
this set to cool, Mark.

- Yeah, that's right.

1006.

- Or the fan on.

- Yeah, yes I have
called a lot of times.

- And why would you
not just tell him no.

- Right now.

'Cause I was just
following orders, okay?

- No, it's not under my control.

Listen, I'm a client and
I'll have you know that I.

Nevermind, I fixed it.

- You fixed it?

- Well.

Using the proverbial I.

But hey, now that
we're cooling down,

we might as well do something
that'll warm us back up.

- Oh listen, office boy,

I gotta shower.

But I'll see you at
the office later.

- Yeah, sure.

Anything for the
Federal Service.

- All of 15 minute early, Mark?

You feeling okay?

- 052817, time is 0800.

Federal Police Department
satellite office number 3122.

Special Operation Unit.

Meeting led by agent Jarvis.

Agenda items
- Hey.

- Mission Warm Welcome brief.

All involved agents and
analysts in attendance

with no discussion to follow.

- As I assume most of you know,

last night's mission to safely
extract two asylum seekers

was unsuccessful.

- What?

- The coordinates
agent Carter received

put him well out of
reach of the target.

- Shit eating, mother
rimming little dick slap.

- Brandon, at ease.

- You botched the
coordinates, Mark.

- Agent Carter!

- Risking my ass
for those girls.

You had one fucking
job, one job.

- Control
yourself, Carter.

- One fucking job.

- Agent Carter!

- This is on you.

You.

- If I may continue.

We have one additional
agenda item this morning.

- Look, they shouldn't
have fired you.

- Who else were they
gonna fire, Agent Awesome?

Not when he's blaming
it all on my intel.

- Maybe it was an error.

People make mistakes.

- Yeah, yeah and,

yeah and maybe, you know,
maybe it's for the best.

Because now we don't have
to worry about the rules.

We don't have to
sneak around anymore.

We can honestly be
like a normal couple.

We are gonna get our
own place, right?

- Another Coke, sir?

- Yeah, sure.

- Here, let me buy this round.

- Sir.

- Henry Caehill.

- Mark Miller.

Communications, well former
Communications Analyst.

- Yeah, I know.

I read your file.

I'm sorry about how
your day unfolded.

No thanks, I'll have a bourbon.

- I'm starting to think

I really wasn't cut
out for any of this.

You know?

- You didn't kill
the witnesses, Mark.

- Witnesses?

- The intel you gave Agent
Carter was right on the money.

- How do you know?

- I'm with the National Defense.

I know your former
employers have a leak.

I just don't know who.

- A leak?

- More of a
hemorrhage, actually.

- Jesus.

- I need your help.

- I don't know sir,

you're not exactly
catching me at my best.

- Mark!

In this line of business
there's only one currency.

It's not money, it's not power.

It's sure as shit not respect.

It's trust.

Trust is the only
thing that matters.

Call me crazy.

But I think I can trust you.

What I'm about to tell
you is highly classified.

There's a boatload of Georgian
witnesses on their way.

These people know
important information.

They need a clear passage
and a safe place to stay.

Our job is to keep them
safe until they can testify

in front of the ICC.

Unfortunately our
track record on this

is pretty shit awful.

Every time we get them in,
someone leaks their location

and they're killed.

- And you need me
to find the leak.

- No, I need you build a house.

These are the preliminary plans
for an off book safe house.

The building has been purchased
and it's ready to renovate.

It doesn't have to look
like a hotel, Mark,

it just needs to be
structurally sound.

The budget is strictly limited.

Every transaction will be cash.

I won't lie to you, Mark,

it's gonna be near impossible
to get this thing done.

The land title will
be in your name.

The organization will disallow
any knowledge of the project.

You get it built.

- Sir, I'm honored,
but there's no way.

- Look, Mark.

Do exactly as you're told.

Nothing more, nothing less.

And I will guarantee you
that you will be reinstated.

- Can I think about it?

- Son, there's an
ancient Chinese proverb

you may have heard of.

- What's that?

- Never fuck a gift
horse in the mouth.

This is untraceable.

Call me with your answer.

Do you smoke cigars?

- No.

- You should start.

- Caehill, I'm in.

Hi there.

- Wow.

- This is.

- Hazards.

Definitely hazards.

- So why don't you
just come over here

and we can talk about the
project a little bit more.

Why don't ya have a seat.

- If we can find a safe spot.

- I started with plumbing.

Got sick and tired of the poop.

- Right.

- Bro, I've done 'em all.

Big ones, small jobs.

- My knees is gone,
my back is gone.

- Well I wouldn't
go that far, sir.

It's just that this
project's gonna need

some extra attention.

- You ever seen a man
in impaled by an I-beam?

- Bro, I do it all.

- In your professional opinion

what would the price be?

- This is a lot of money.

- Men could die.

- You know I only
have .

- How much?

- For the whole job?

- Are you fucking kidding me?

- Would you be willing to
consider a bit of a discount?

- No.

Bro no.

- Not gonna happen.

- It just needs some new
framing and some new electrical.

Okay, I realize that.

Yeah.

- Are you trying to fill out
lungs with bloody lesion?

Seriously, asbestos?

This looks fucking--

- Nothing, no,
everything's fine.

I just have to.
- Could be horse hair

or twine, but if it's
asbestos I won't touch it.

I don't touch that shit.

- I'm gonna have
to call you back.

Excuse me, who are you?

Hello?

Hello?

- Quite the
structural mess you got here.

- This is private property.

It's owned.

- Isn't all property owned?

- Who are you and
why are you here?

- I'm Zoe, I'm a contractor.

You posted this job online.

- Contractor.

For this job?

You?

- Yes.

Me, Zoe.

Contractor with tits.

Need a minute?

- No I, listen I
have no issue with--

- Oh of course you don't.

- Gender bias and--
- Equal opportunity.

- You didn't even knock.

- Practically a woman yourself.

- 'Kay, my name is Mark.

Let's cut to the chase.

I've got some plans over here

that you can take a look at.

- There are copies upstairs,
I already read them.

You got some serious
issues here, slick.

- Nobody calls me slick.

- This span needs more support.

You're gonna need an LVL
for the entire length here

and the extension in
the back says soundproof

so you're gonna need
a channel, insulation,

double drywall, maybe triple.

I mean sometimes you
just need a threesome.

In order to pass
permits for fire coding

you're gonna need 45 minute
shutters on all the windows

and I don't even think
the alley out back

has reasonable access
for a rear entrance.

I mean, don't get me wrong,

I'm all for a rear entrance

just as much as the next
school girl is, but--

- What makes you think this
needs more structural support?

- Experience.

Look, if you don't trust me,

just put into a
CAD and calculate.

I mean I'm sure you know
your way around a keyboard.

- Hey, all right, all right.

That's enough of that.

Listen, I appreciate your
input and everything,

but as far as permits go,
we're not really doing this

with city approval so--

- Oh, illegal.

Interesting.

That raises my prices somewhat.

- I'm sorry, did I
say I was hiring you?

- I'm sorry, did I say
I was working with you?

- For.

- Excuse me?

- For me.

- Oh for, right.

- Look, don't get me wrong.

- Oh I don't have you wrong.

- No, listen.

I appreciate your input
and I am accepting tenders,

so if you wanna drop one off
sometime later this week.

- Here's mine.

It's all drawn up.

- This, this is very
thorough, this--

- Yeah, good luck with
your project, slick.

♪ In the morning

♪ Are nearly eyes bright

- Shit.

Am I late?

- No, no no, you're
right on time.

Actually thank you for meeting
me on such short notice.

- No prob.

Excuse me, can I get a coffee?

- Sure.

- Thank you.

Things got a little
outta control

at wing night last night.

I got so hammered.

What's that?

- Oh, as you've
probably ascertained,

I've decided to
employ your services.

- Oh god, I fucking reek.

I am sorry.

You know it's really bad
when you can smell yourself.

- Looked over your portfolio.

I'm quite impressed and I think
you're completely qualified

to do the job at hand.

- What's the catch?

- Well, every project has
always a few restrictions.

- Thank you.

- This one's no different.

- So what, you needed
this done like yesterday?

- Well actually I was thinking
at the end of four months.

But I think that's quite doable.

- No, I'm sorry.

Four months on a
budget like this, no.

That's ridiculous.

- Well, unfortunately
there's no flexibility

on the budget that we have.

- Look, it's like a
sore on your dick.

'Kay, you don't
just leave it there.

You go and get the
cream and you fix it.

- I don't, I don't quite
follow the analogy.

- Okay, let me put it in
simpler terms for you.

You want this done fast
and I need more guys.

So I get more guys,
you pay more money.

- Okay, well if labor
scarcity is the issue

I'd be willing to contribute
to the labor issue.

- You wanna work?

- Well I think I know
my way around a toolbox.

- You're definitely a
tool, but I'm sorry--

- Zoe, in my business,

I think the most valuable
form of currency is trust.

When I look at you I see a
partner that I can trust.

Question is, can you trust me?

- Tell me something, what
do I smell like to you?

Tell me.

Tell me.

- How I love your mother's
.

- And she didn't immediately
take off her pants?

I don't get that.

Hey slick, nice threads.

You ready to rock?

- You're 15 minutes late.

- Yeah, parking was a bitch.

- Can you not express
yourself without swearing?

Can you assure me that you're
going to take this seriously?

- This isn't a desk job.

We're not behind schedule yet.

- Right.

Obviously Thing 1
and Thing 2 over here

are just chomping at
the bit to get to work.

- Hey Zoe, you want us
to shift this upstairs?

- You can start by
unloading the truck.

- On it.

- Let's clear something
up here, partner.

First, don't fucking
talk to my guys that way.

Second, what language
levels are okay with?

Shit, hell, cock is
probably on the no-no list.

Is dick okay?

What about pussy?

- Just a little to the right.

Okay.

A little more.

A little more.

Perfect.

♪ Treat her right to make her

♪ Think she's

- First you start with
the little love taps.

Get the nail set, okay?

Then you drop your
grip to the bottom.

And bash that sucker in.

- It's gonna be a pain
cleaning these things.

- How do you clean this stuff?

- Lot of Varsol, lot
of elbow grease, man.

- You think
Coca-Cola will do it?

- You know what, you're
better at this than I am.

So I'm just gonna
have you do it.

- Oh Mark.

I don't use a hammer.

I use a nail gun.

- Hello?

- Hey, Dylan.

- Mark?

- Yeah.

Listen, I know that you
said you wanted some space

but I thought I'd
just call and check--

- I can't
really hear you.

I'm out.

- Can you just go outside
for like a quick second?

I just want to talk to you.

- It's too loud in here.

I'll have to call
you back later, okay?

- Yeah later, later's fine.

Later tonight.

I'll talk to you.

- Yeah, I'll call you
tomorrow or on the weekend.

- Dylan, come on, come on.

We're doing body shots.

- Is that Brandon?

- Everybody's
taking their clothes off.

- No Dylan, I just--

- Be right there.

Bye Mark.

- Bye.

Ah!

- That's good.

I never understood why
people don't drink.

Helps remove the stress, no?

Not to mention the
panties, the dress,

the bra.

Went to doctor the other day.

Told me, "Pavel, you gotta
take better care of yourself.

"Look out for your health.

"You got way, way too much
blood in your alcohol system."

- That's Frank Sinatra's joke.

- So what?

So fucking what?

- Please, please.

Hey.

We're all friends here.

- Yeah.

I'm sorry.

- So, what information?

- I have a delivery coming in

and I need a guy for
the shipping yard.

- Based on what
happened last time,

I assumed you came
to us for security.

- Right.

- You better get this
fucking monkey off my back.

- What'd you say?

- Sorry about that, Charlie.

Me and him, we just
never saw eye to eye.

- Hey, Lumpie.

- No, that's Lumpie.

- Oh, hey.

That's right, you're Horace.

- Jorge.

- Hey, could you not do...

I just thought I'd
help the guys out

with their menial tasks.

You know show them that I'm
a team player and everything.

I got it.

Totally.

Not.

That wasn't supposed to.

Okay.

- Are you coordinated at all?

- Yeah, I play sports.

- Which one?

- Basketball.

I play basketball.

- Really?

- Not too tough without
your lackeys, eh?

- Little advice,
maybe you should try

treating them like people.

- That was, that was fun.

Okay, you don't have to
take it so seriously.

It's just a game.

- Yeah, well next
time we play my game.

- Huh.

Why, what do you play?

- I'm a black belt.

- I told her that her real
name and her stage name

can't be the same.

- Yeah,
you're not wrong then.

- Hey.
- Parent teacher conferences.

- Oh, I just heard that
generosity can boost morale.

Morning guys.

How's it going?

Got us some lattes.

For you and Lumpster.

And that's for you.

You know I really gotta say
these tool belts you guys got,

they're pretty great.

I guess I gotta get myself
one of those, right?

With some actual tools in it.

What?

- You can't buy yourself
your own tool belt.

- Of course I can.

- I mean you can buy
it, it's just lame.

I mean you're really
supposed to earn it.

- Yeah, I got mine
from my uncle.

- Dad.

- Yeah, I got mine for
my eighth birthday.

I was an advanced child.

- Can I ask your
opinion about something?

- Yeah, I guess.

- My girlfriend, she
wants to take some space.

- Was this your idea or hers?

- Oh yeah, no it was mine.

Well mutual.

Hers.

- Ouch, that's rough, man.

- Yeah, I think she
just needs some time

to like sort some stuff
out, think about things.

- Before moving
onto somebody else?

- Can I use that gun?

- Mark?

- Hey.

Hey Dylan.

What, what are the odds, huh?

- The odds, the odds of meeting

in front of the yoga studio

where I've been taking the
same class for three years?

- Yeah I guess it
was kind of, but hey,

now that we're both here

we might as well get
some shawarma huh?

- We're supposed to be
taking some time apart.

- It's got the humus and those
turnips that you really like.

- Cut the shit, Mark.

There's a time and a place.

- Yeah and god forbid
you ever do something

that goes against your own plan.

- Oh, this coming from the guy

who'd pierce his own scrotum
if his boss asked him to.

- Yeah.

If it was a direct
order, you bet I would.

Heck, I'd even pierce yours.

- Very funny.

- Listen, I didn't come
here to fight, okay?

- I thought you didn't
come here on purpose.

- Exactly.

- Miller.

You mother ribbing little
scrode, what are you doing here?

- You're going to
yoga with that guy?

- Yeah, I am.

He likes yoga.

- I liked yoga.

- When I invited
you, you were like

"Why would I pay to bend
myself like a pretzel?"

- Well excuse me
if I put my money

towards more practical uses

than your philosophical
chakra mumbo jumbo.

- Oh my god this is so fucked.

- I don't know about you
but I'm a little parched.

- Yes.

- I think it's smoothie time.

- Yeah, you know what, I
could go for a smoothie too.

- Yeah.

Namaste!

Bye Miller.

So I'm thinking some pineapple,
maybe some coconut water.

A little bit of kelp.

- Oo.

- Just above the ice line.

- Oh yeah.

- Maybe a whack
load of wheat grass.

- What do you do for fun?

- Binge watch Netflix series.

- Which one?

- I watch two series
of Law and Order.

- What?

- What?

- Why the fuck would you buy
Netflix to watch Law and Order?

My Nana is blind and she
can find it on television

all day every day.

So what's the plan
for this place?

- What do you care?

- I don't, I'm just trying
this thing called conversation.

- All right.

So what about you?

How many more of these
do ya gotta build

before ya hang up
your tool belt?

- Why would I wanna do that?

- Isn't that the whole idea?

- I love being
boots to the ground

and god, why would
I give all this up

for mind numbing bureaucracy?

- How'd you get
into this anyway?

- My dad.

We used to build fences together
and he was really handy.

He taught me how to
use his tools and yeah.

- And?

- Look, just because you
can pack an organized lunch

doesn't mean you get to linger.

Break is over bitches.

Hey.

Careful.

The stuff is basically ether

you breathe it too much
it'll knock you out.

It's too bad we couldn't
have done a real demo here.

- Why?

- It's just so much fun to
hit shit with a sledgehammer.

- Yeah, I can see that.

- Okay now turn it clockwise.

But be careful not
to overtighten.

- God.

Hey.

My eyes are up here, lady.

- I waited all night for you.

So I made myself at home.

Let's have a drink.

- I'm gonna call the cops.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Be cool, be cool Charlie,
everything's okay.

I just came here to chat.

Couldn't help noticing this
picture of your sister.

I'm kidding, I'm kidding.

It's your wife, I
know it's your wife.

It's a hot, little
beetle, this one.

- What do you want?

- All work and no play

makes city clerk a dull boy.

- How do you know where I work?

- You should tell
her to be careful.

It's a dangerous world.

Especially for a hot
little tomato like this.

Get me the schedule for
all incoming cargo ships.

I'll be in touch
in a couple days.

- Shalom, shalom!

- Why does he keep saying that?

- 'Cause he think he's
part of the A-team.

I gotta be honest, I don't know
why you'd want to go so far

for a security mechanism.

- It's also for fire protection.

- If I've installed it
right, and I'm always right,

it's on its own circuit,
so it gets set off

either by keypad or fire alarms.

Supposed to come down fast.

And once it's down,
nobody gets in.

- Or out.

Should we give it a go?

- Yeah.

No shit.

- Far out.

- Sliced.

- Perfect.

- For here or to go?

- For here.
- To go.

- I just have to say it is
really great to see you.

- Yeah, it's been a while.

- Yeah, it has.

It's been too long, actually.

And you know this
time apart has just,

it's been the worst.
- Oh it's been so liberating.

- Yeah.

That's what it's been.

- Right, I mean being alone

and then you know, moving on.

Whew.

I mean you probably suspected
that Brandon and I were

starting to.
- Yeah, you and Brandon.

Yeah well I saw
you the other day.

So I assumed something,
but then again

you didn't say anything.

So I figured.

- Sorry.

I haven't been getting
much sleep these days.

- Yeah, work right?

Probably pretty crazy.

- Yeah not really.

I mean agent life is busy,
but mostly it's Brandon.

- Well I...

- I just, I really need to
get something off my chest.

- What do you mean?

- Well, I've been having

like the most amazing
sex in my life lately.

Did you know that he
spent a summer in India?

He's been teaching
me about tantric sex.

- That's great.

- It's great.

I mean it just, it
goes on forever.

Like hours and hours and hours.

To the point where it hurts,
but you know in that good way.

What about you?

You seeing anyone?

- Um.

- OMG, Dylan.

- Hey.
- This is so funny.

I just picked up my
dress for Saturday.

So cute.

BTDubs.

- Saturday?

- Yeah the party
at Dylan's place.

Or should I say--

- I'll just see you then.

I can't wait to catch up.

Bye.

- Okay, cool.

Ciao.

- You're having a party.

- Yeah, it's just a
little get together.

Not a big thing.

I would've invited you, but it's

it's sort of a couple thing.

- Oh that's okay.

That means I can go.

'Cause I have a girlfriend.

- Remind me again how you
got me to come to this thing.

- Because I
promised you a case of beer

and my undying gratitude.

- Sixth Floor.

- You look, you look great.

- Thank you.

God.

I haven't done this since
my brother's wedding.

I can't walk in these things.

- Yeah, it's just heel, toe.

- I fucking
hate these things.

- Okay, that's not embarrassing.

- I'm going to live here.

- Great.

I'll go get us some drinks.

Just try to stand up.
- Okay.

- Definitely, trust me.

Excuse me, maybe you
can help us settle this.

- No, no, I'm not.

- No, no, no, this is
perfect, this is great.

You seem like a
really smart girl.

My friend here has a very, very
important decision to make.

- Okay.

- Kind of embarrassing.

- Just ask.

- So I'm in med school.

I work with kids.

Kids with cancer.

I don't cure the cancer,
but I make it better.

Okay?

Where my passion takes
me is driving cars.

Race cars, I drive
for Formula One.

- Gets off on that driving.

- And so I'm at a crossroads.

I need to know do I
stick with med school

or do I drive?

- You know I tell
him, stick with it.

Because really, I mean
think of the children.

- So what do you think?

- This is a good little
routine you guys got down.

Probably plow a lotta
pussy with this one, right?

You know what I'm saying?

Next time, try
vet, fighter pilot.

Think about it, right?

Way better.

- You know there's
a bunch of hookers

doing bumps in the mens room.

Wow.

- Yeah.

Let's jet.

- Hell yes.

- I was taking care of them.

- Yeah, I know, I know.

It looked like you had
it all under control.

But it was pretty fun coming
in and saving the day.

- Well I do declare.

Thank you ever so much
my gentleman caller.

- Oh, hi Mark.

So nice of you to make it.

- Yeah Dylan.

This is Zoe.

- Joey?

Charmed.

Honey.

Brandon?
- Yeah.

- Come here.
- Hey.

- Brandon, this is
Mark's friend Zoe.

- Nice to meet you.

So you and Mark,
is that a thing?

- Oh.

- I really
like your dress.

- Thank you.

- Yeah, I think I wore
that exact same one

to formal in junior year.

- Is that before
you started aiming

a little more obvious
with your look?

If you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna go get myself

some extremely
overpriced cheese.

- Sweetie.

- Yeah?

- My glass is empty.

- All
right, I'll get it.

- Thanks.

Dry, two olives.

- Yeah, extra dirty.

- Your new girlfriend is--

- Dylan it's--

- No, I was just gonna say
she's not what I expected.

She's not exactly your type.

- Well you know.

Branch out, I guess.

- Um hmm.

- What's with all the presents?

Your birthday's not for
another three months.

- Oh those, well it's not,

that's not really
why we had the party.

- Then why are you
having a party?

- Uh, Brandon and I,

we've decided to
move in together.

- Wow.

- So you're a veterinarian
and a fighter pilot?

- With little puppies?

- The smallest little puppies.

- Wow.
- Heck yeah.

- That's so cute.

- Don't I know it.

- You know when you
and I were together,

you didn't even talk
about moving in.

- It's a different
time and place, Mark.

- Um hmm.

- I should mingle.

- I'm just gonna.

Thank you.

Thank you very much,
you're doing a great job.

- Hey there, buddy.

- Hello.
- Yeah, it's time

that we go home.

- No, no.

They just got another
thing of champagne for me.

- No, no, no, we don't
need any more of that.

Okay?

I think it's just
time to go home.

This way, this way,
this way, this way.

Other way.

- We gotta
open one present.

Howdy, howdy.

Tell 'em about the
hiking adventure.

Tell 'em exactly what I did.

- Hey, do you
think you're so bossy

'cause you're so short?

- Yes.

- Remember this guy Napoleon?

He tried to do that.

And then what happened?

Where are we going?

Are you gonna make me go home?

- No.

I'm pretty sure
if I take you home

you'd put on super
depressing music

and then jump out
your own window.

- You don't know me.

This car gonna
make it all the way

to wherever we're going?
- The car is fine.

- You ever get that
feeling in your mouth,

feel like you're gonna throw up?

- Are you gonna puke?

- What?

- Can you do it out
the window, please?

- Oh yeah, 'cause
puking in this car

would make it so much
worse than it already is.

You and I both know it'd
make an improvement.

Smells like despair
and broken dreams.

Hey, watch it on
the speed bumps.

Um hmm.
- Here.

Careful.

It is hot.

- I got it.

- Great.
- Thank you.

Um hmm.

Um hmm.

- This is my kinda party.

- Um hmm.

Mm, you know how we can
make this a better party.

We gotta call those guys.

The Jorge and Lumpie?

- Lumpie.
- Yeah.

We bring these
guys to the party.

I'll just call them.

We'll get 'em.

I don't have their numbers.

You, you have their numbers.

You call those guys.

- Yes, I do, but I think it's
a little late for the party.

- No, no, we're here.
- So why don't we

just sit down.
- They can come.

All right.
- Right.

Okay.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You are so annoying.

And you're bossy.

And ya sweat like a sailor.
- Can you just

sit down please?
- What are you doing?

You don't need to do--

- Thank you that is a
great list of things

you don't like about me.

- Yeah but you're also.

- Sit, sit.

- You're so pretty.

- And you are drunk.

And I'm just a stand-in

for the girl that
you actually want.

- No, you're, you're Zoe.

- Yes and I'm not
a girlfriend, girl.

- Yeah but you're so smart

and strong and confident.

- Sorry to interrupt.

I'm really taken
aback here, Mark.

- She's my contractor.

- You try to bed
your contractors?

- Absolutely not.

- This is an important project.

I put my trust in your
dedication and commitment.

And now I find you here--

- Hey we were just up to--

- With what?

What could you and Ms. Crawford
possibly have been doing

that would explain this?

- You're right.

I admit that sir.

Wait a minute.

How do you know Zoe's name?

- It's part of my job.

I'm supposed to look out for you

and make sure you're working
with the right people.

I thought we were a team.

Maybe that was a mistake.

- No sir, it wasn't.

I will get this built.

Exactly the way you want it.

I won't let ya down.

- The arrival date's been
moved forward by two weeks.

Everything still needs to
be completed as planned.

- He's quite the charmer.

So do you wanna
tell me who that is?

- No, I'm not.

Come on, let's go.

- Look, that was a little weird.

- He's an investor, all right.

End of conversation.

Come on, I'll call ya a cab.

- Don't bother, I'll be fine.

- What about your heels?

- I'll get 'em tomorrow.

- Great.

- Good to see
ya again, Charlie.

- Here.

- You do good work.

- This is it.

I'm done.

You won't come to me again.

- Sure thing, Charlie.

- I want my photo back.

- Get outta the car.

- My god, that girl

still doesn't have
her own license, huh?

- No, she
finishes at 3:00.

- Bye guys.

- You gonna be okay, hun?

- Yeah, yeah, I'll
see ya tomorrow, okay?

- Have a good one.

- Forget something?

- Nope.

- Excuse me, who are you?

- City Inspector.

- I didn't have an
inspection booked for today.

- Surprise.

- Great.

What do you need to see?

- Well I need to see the
contractor, for one thing.

- I'm the contractor.

- You're the contractor?

- Yeah, are the specific
areas of the building

that you're concerned with?

- How's the framing?

- It's to code.

- Um hmm.

- And the fire separation?

- To code.

- Insulation?

- It's all to code.

Look, can I see some ID?

Who the hell are you?

- Don't you think
someone like you

should have a
little more respect

for someone in my position?

You know I can make
your life miserable.

I could have you
tied up for weeks.

I'll see ya again.

- He took one look
at that ceiling

and it was just like fuck.

- Which guy?

- The mud guy.

- Up north?

- Yeah, yeah, the mud guy.

- Fuck.

- So good with mud, this guy?

- Guy was a master.

- An artist.

- Wizard, I mean you took
one look at that shit

and it was just like, like.

- Like fuck?

- Exactly.

- You'da blown that guy.

- Yeah, I woulda blown that guy.

- Hellsie, I woulda
blown him too.

- You would've blown him?

- Oh hell yeah.

You should've seen this place.

Ceiling perfectly smooth.

Like a palace, he made it seem.

- Guy could mouth fuck
me if he wanted it,

like right down my throat.

- Who's got my buddy John
up and running, bitches?

Should work.

- Oh, here.

Sorry.

Yeah you just gotta release
the pressure valve first.

- What the
fuck you know that?

- Not rocket science, Zoe.

- Oh!

- What the?

- Whoo!

- Master mother.

- Sucker.

- Come on, yeah.

Let's keep it going.

♪ I never wanted money

♪ It makes me feel funny

♪ I only wanted honey

♪ I'd like to throw a party

♪ I invite everybody

♪ Hey

♪ There's honey in the jar

♪ Put your hands into the jar

♪ Put it in and take it out

♪ There's honey in the jar

♪ Put your hand into the jar

♪ Put it in and take it out

♪ There's honey in the jar

- Hi.

♪ Put your hand into the jar

♪ Put it in and take it out

♪ There's honey in the jar

♪ Put your hand into the jar

♪ Put it in and take it out

♪ I'm making dinner for two

♪ Hope you like good mood food

♪ Have you met Christopher

♪ He's such a cool, cool dude

- Hmm.

- Hello.

Can I help you find anything?

- This dress is swell.

Do you have it in a size two?

- I'll check.

- Well, well, well.

- It's all about stamina.

Keeps me sharp.

Self discipline, alertness.

None of that caffeine shit
though, that's poison.

Cancer.

Game over.

I ever tell you about the
bang and burn in Botswana?

- Many times.

- I wasn't on my toes.

Precision, drug free precision.

Perfect blood cell.

I like to stake out my
neighbors twice a week

just to keep sharp.

I'll take a bullet right
through the god damn teeth

if you ask.

Never leave my post.

Eyes are always on target.

Even if that means 72
hours without a piss break.

I'll still be here
Christmas day,

Passover, vacations
to Disney World,

dentist appointments.

- That is a
solid combination.

- You've gone blind.

- What?

No.

You've confused your business
acumen with design decor.

- And I think you're confusing
my ass with your face.

- No, I don't think
that's possible.

Here, that's it.

- No, not that.

This is it.

This makes more sense.

- No, that's it.

- Not anything.

This is it.

Okay, just keep it like that.

- No.

- Yes.

Just gimme the thing.

- No.
- Just.

Look, just do it my way.

- No.
- For once.

Please.
- Fuck you.

Whoa.

Who do you think you are?

- Hey, I could ask
you the same thing.

- I mean you don't
even know a thing.

- Yeah well, you
have terrible taste.

- Yeah, in men.

- That's gonna stain.

Bitch.

Ow.

You gonna do as I say?

- Just make me.

- Yeah.

- That was.

- Yeah.

- I mean.

Whoo.

- Oh yeah.

- You were.

- No I know, yeah.

- Okay

Yeah.

It pays to stay late
at work sometimes.

- You're telling me.

- So we should--

- No, no not.

Please just not right now.

- Yeah no, you're right.

We'll talk about this later.

- No really, like not now.

- No, I said stop.

- No just.

- Probably stop talking
about it right now.

- Yes.
- I mean.

Well that's a good idea.

- Um hmm.

- Hey, can I ask you a question?

- Shoot.

- What happened to your dad?

- Why are you asking that?

- Just curious.

- He died.

- I'm sorry.

- Yeah, aren't we all?

He was in the military.

And he always followed
orders to the T.

And one day those
orders got him killed.

I'm never going down like that.

- It's a safe house.

- What?

- This place.

It's a safe house.

It's covert, maybe.

- Get outta here.

- No, I'm serious.

That's why we have all
this weird stuff in here.

- And that guy?

- My partner, yeah.

He's a spy.

- He is?

- Well we both kinda are.

- No shit.

This is so badass.

I love it.

Can you fire a gun?

- Yeah but, listen,

you gotta keep your mouth shut.

- Well I hope you don't
literally because.

- Oh.

Sorry I'm a few
minutes late, sir.

- 10, you're 10 minutes late.

- Yeah sorry.

- We're three days out.

I thought you would
have delivered by now.

What's the problem?

You distracted by that skirt
you have working for ya?

- No sir, she's just--

- I expected a level of
professionalism from you, Mark.

- And that's what
you're getting.

Everything is strictly
professional on the job site

and we will deliver on the date.

- You'd better.

This needs to be done.

I needs to be safe.

There are people's
lives on the line here.

- Yes sir.

- I'll be there on
Thursday afternoon.

Just make sure that
your contractor

has evacuated the place
before I get there.

- Yeah.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Is everything okay?

- Yeah, it's fine.

- Are you sure?

- We should probably talk.

Last night was really fun.

- Fun.
- Just great.

But I still made a mistake.

I think it's important

that I just keep things
between us professional.

- Professional?
- Yeah.

Think about it.

You work for me.

So it's inappropriate
if I engage.

- I work with you.

Don't worry.

You won't be engaging in
anything with me ever again.

- Well?

- Perfect.

- Wow, I guess the early
bird gets shit done.

- Well someone
around here had to.

- What's that
supposed to mean?

- Nothing.

I just didn't realize

you guys wouldn't get to
the hardware yesterday.

- Ow!

- What?

- I cut myself.

- Well put a Band-Aid on it.

We don't have any time to lose.

Oh and Zoe, don't bleed
on any of the fixtures.

I don't know if
we can get it out.

- What the fuck is your problem?

- My problem?

- Yeah, since when did you
become such an asshole?

- I don't have time for this.

Listen, we're under the
wire with this thing

and we need to get
it done before--

- Before what?

The witnesses come?

- I told you not
to talk about that.

- Doesn't it strike you
as kind of odd, Mark?

A building built for witnesses

would need this
much sound proofing

and a spring-loaded fire door?

- You don't know what
you're talking about.

- And why do you have
such a boner for hierarchy

calling Jorge and
Lumpie my subordinates?

- Because that's what they are.

They work for you.

You pay them.

They're your
subordinates, just like--

- Just like what?

- Just like your my subordinate.

- Fuck you!
- Oh come.

Son a gun.

Listen to me.

I know that you got this
whole issue with authority.

- Excuse me?

There is something wrong
with this building, Mark.

- No, there isn't.

- Screw you.

I don't need this.

- Yes, you do.

Because this property is the
only thing in your portfolio.

- I'd rather have
nothing in my portfolio

than turn into a
corporate piss ant.

- Well it's a lot better

than a truckload of
daddy issues, isn't it?

- You're an asshole.

And I quit.

- Hello ladies.

Welcome to nowhere.

- Thanks.

Now where's the third key?

- I think Zoe has it.

- Well it's nice
working for ya, man.

- With.

- Right.

- Hey, when you see her,

just tell Zoe that I--

- You tell her yourself, man.

Peace out.

- Yeah, you too.

Thanks again, guys.

Huh.

- Look, kid.

- Sir.

- This is excellent.

- Thank you sir.

- I know I was hard on you,

but that's because
it was my job.

I had zero margin for error.

- Hey, I totally
understand that.

Not a problem.

Listen, this is a map to
all the security features.

You got camera locations,
fail safe devices.

- Very detailed.

You deserve it.

It'll be active next week.

- So they arrive tonight, then?

- Oh listen Mark,

you've worked
everything out to a T.

I'll take care of it from here.

- Okay.

- Go.

- Well I just want
you to know that like

I kinda wanna see this
thing through, you know?

- Go, celebrate.

Celebrate your achievement.

- Sure.

Well, thanks again.

And good luck.

♪ Can I get a yes

♪ Do you know how to speak

♪ And now I

- The guy that picked me
up for possession again,

fucking nonsense.

Hold on.

Hey Zoe.

- Hey, Lumpie, have you
seen my extension ladder?

- Shit.

I think I left it at the house.

- Go pick it up.

- Yeah, sure thing.

Fuck.

- Can't believe I forgot
this fucking thing here.

Fuck.

Oh shit.

Guys, I just, I just came here
to pick up some stuff man.

I didn't want any trouble.

We can talk about this, right?

You guys seem reasonable, huh?

No?

Guys.

- Oh fuck.

Dude, dude.

Oh my.

Shit.

911.

I need a fucking
ambulance right now.

- He's not a clumsy guy.

- It was an accident.

- No, it's that building.

- Listen Zoe, if
it's about Mark--

- Do not.

I'm gonna go check something.

You stay here and
don't leave him alone.

Get me?

- Okay Zoe, but if you--

- Just stay here.

Okay.

Oh man.

You have to help me.

This guy he's here.

- Calm down, young
lady, calm down.

Pavel, you're supposed
to clean up messes,

not create new ones.

Take care of it.

- Hey, stick around.

- I'm just gonna
go get a coffee.

I'll be right back.

- TSwift4234.

YogaGurl1467.

Namaste3333.

Yes!

What happened that night?

How did he miss them?

- You botched the
coordinates, Mark.

- Wait.

That's not what I sent.

Caehill?

What'd she say?

No.

24 Klein?

- The structure behind me
may look like a regular home,

but in fact it was being used
in a human trafficking ring.

Women, being captured

and then sold off to
the highest bidder.

Many dead, starved or worse.

Of the few that
were found alive,

many appear traumatized

and unable to identify
their captors.

- Couldn't leave
it alone, Miller?

- Caehill you sick son of a--.

- I was willing to let you go

if you'd only stayed a yes man.

But you had to go
and play detective.

And I can't have you
interfering with the auction.

The land title will
be in your name.

Everything ties back to you.

The organization will
disallow any knowledge.

In a matter of hours
the girls'll be sold.

I'll have my money and
everyone will blame you.

Go in peace, Miller.

- Zoe.

Zoe, Zoe, it's me, it's Mark.

Listen, you were right.

You were right about everything.

But I promise you that I'll.

- Get up.

Slowly.

- Brandon, you're making a big--

- Slow down you
spastic piss ant.

- You don't know
what's happening here.

It's Caehill, okay?

It's not me.

You gotta believe me.

- Oh I believe you.

- Got you something.

- You expect me to wear that?

- I want you to
feel like a lady.

- Well you have a tampon?

'Cause you know.

- Go ahead.

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Pure platinum baby.

- Let's go for
a little walk, Miller.

- Caehill must have
installed a daemon

to alert him if
the file's edited.

- I knew
you were the leak.

- No, it's a setup.

- Sure it is.

Move.

- Brandon are you hearing
any of what I'm saying?

- Shut your mouth.

- Listen, I have proof.

- I said shut your
god damn mouth.

- Does it make sense to
you that he wants me dead

instead of arrested?

If you want Dylan back
you're gonna start listening

to what I have--

- What did you say to me?

Huh?

What did you say?

- Well you can't
terminate me here.

It'd be too messy.

- Fine.

Here it is then.

- No Brandon, listen to me.

I have something that's
gonna prove it's not me.

Just look at my phone.

Look in the documents.

- What's this?

- The coordinates I sent the
night the girls were marketed.

Look at it.

It's not what you got, right?

Look at the time signature.

It's Caehill, okay?

I'm telling ya.

Let me guess, he
said do as I say.

No more, no less.

Right?

That's what he said.

- Carter.
- Yes sir.

- Just get done.

- It's done.

Suspect resisted arrest.

What's the play?

So no witnesses?

- It's sex trafficking.

Slaves, servants.

These women are
being brought here

to be sold off
like slabs of beef.

I built a god damn human
distribution center.

- So why the
hell did he choose you?

- 'Cause I'm the perfect target.

I'm loyal to a fault
and easily disposable.

It was all set up to a T
and if we don't stop this,

nobody can.

- This is bad.

I'm calling Jarvis.

- Don't.

Caehill's got too many friends.

Right now we can't trust anyone.

- Great idea, Tex.

Let's just waltz in there alone.

Yeah, I got an idea.

I'm gonna take my
fucking gun out

and shoot us both in the
fucking face with it.

We need backup in case
the trick goes south.

Which it will.

- Why don't
you call Dylan?

- Still need one more.

- I got some people
that I could call.

- These guys the real deal?

Don't fuck with me.

- Oh yeah.

They're pros all right.

- Whoa, good job.

- Mm.

- So you just?

- Yeah just.

Done.

You think his pants'll fit me?

- Well denim is your color.

Hey amigo.

Listen, there is something
weird happening in your villa.

- Yeah, I know.

Look, I'm gonna need
your help, Jorge.

But this job is a little
bit more dangerous.

- Well this is awkward.

- Oh.

- Hey, this is fun.

- You wear a lotta black.

You in the theater?

Goth, the cure?

- Where's Zoe?

- Sit down.

Down.

- Quite the operation
you got running here.

He seems well adjusted.

- Who else knows
about this place?

- Nobody.

- We know all about
you and Mr. Miller.

Now tell me who
else you've told.

- Fine, your ex-wife.

- Hard under pressure.

I like that.

Not like your father.

I know they told you he
died while serving the flag

but truth is we think
he just shit his pants

when the going got too tough.

Died crying to enemy like a.

You tell me who else
knows about this place

or your boyfriend dies.

- Fuck you.

You're gonna kill him anyway.

- You're right.

I already did.

I saved you his last words.

- Zoe, Zoe, Zoe.

It's me, it's Mark.

Listen, you were right.

You were right about everything.

But I promise you that I--

- Get up, slowly.

It's done.

- Thanks.

Okay.

Faced on what Lumpy saw,

there's probably like
10 or 15 girls inside.

So if I try to get in
there, I can just--

- No, you're not going
anywhere, all right?

I need you on recon.

Agent Smith and I are on point.

Now Mark's information
is accurate,

the auction starts
at 2100 hours.

That's 9:00 o'clock, dickhead.

- You mean in 10 minutes.

- Agent Smith and
I pose as buyers.

12 minutes for entrenchment

then it's time for Tweedle
Dee and Tweedle Dum.

- Huh?

- We gotta create a diversion.

Throw out their muscle.

- Look, we just need you to act

like a couple of ignorant
troglodytes, all right?

So just be yourselves.

- Brandon, that's enough okay?

These guys have shown
us serious sack here.

- That's a lotta cajoles.
- Serious sack.

- Look, beyond
that door is death.

It's gonna take a hell
of a lot more than sack.

- Were you able to
prep a transmitter?

- Okay, once it's active I'll
be able to access the network

on the CC TV.

- How many hostiles
you figure inside?

- Around six.

- Six.

Ya!

Dylan, how many hostiles
can you handle, two?

Wait.

Can you handle one?

- Yeah, I think
we're good to go.

- Let's saddle up.

- That guy.

- Okay team, get ready.

I'm almost there.

Stage one, we're a go.

Dylan.

I have visual.

Guys, I think there's a
single asset in the back room.

- Welcome gentlemen.

May I present to you, lot 25.

Mr. Goro, would you like
to start the bidding?

$10,000.

- Stage two, we're a go.

- Honey, honey.

Honey!

- I told you to get off my back.

- Yeah, when it's your
family it's so important.

What about last
weekend with Rose?

- You knew how important
that dinner with my mom was

and you didn't listen.

- Okay good.

- Now when the shoe's
on the other foot,

then I treated Rose like gold!

- You need to move along.

This is private property, eh?

- Tell that to this guy.

He never follows directions.

Last week--
- Entrenchment achieved.

- Okay Brandon, it's showtime.

Get ready.

Go!

- 15, thank you very much.

Anybody else?

$16,000.

We see 20?

$20,000?

Sold.

After you.

Thank you gentlemen,
we'll see you soon.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Ya!

- Oh no!

- Oh no.

What the fuck?

Dylan, get outta there.

- Shit.

Dylan wait, don't go down--

- Hey, where do you
think you're going?

Just.

- Zoe?
- Zoe!

- What are?

- Look what we have here.

- God.

- Dude, what's going on.

- Zoe's inside.

They've already taken
out Dylan and Brandon.

I gotta get in there somehow.

- They'll kill you.

- But we can't just sit here.

- Well what are we going to do?

- Fuck it.

Time to move, boys.

Now remember, once you
guys bust through that wall

I'm gonna need you to
come back to the car

because you guys are
gonna be my eyes and ears.

You got it?

- Wouldn't it be easier to
just drive them out the front?

- When we cut the power we're
gonna need another way out.

Understand?

Now I think I can
scramble their cameras,

giving us about 90 seconds
to break in undetected.

Speaking of time, we're
running out of it.

Let's go.

- Shh.

Go.

- No collateral damage.

- Three.

Two.

One.

- Apologies for the
interruption, everyone.

Everything will be back
to normal very soon.

♪ In the dark

♪ You can never stand apart

♪ You can never stand alone

♪ Come closer

♪ Then we feel our skin

♪ It's so beautiful

♪ When you let me in

♪ Move into the future

♪ Forget the past

- Hi.

- Are you okay?

- Thanks, man.

- Okay, where's
the sledgehammer?

- Aw shit.

I hate this day.

Zoe.

- What are you doing?

Help me.

What are you just
sitting there for?

Why aren't you doing anything?

- The man who's coming
isn't good enough for you.

- Mark, no, no!
- Zoe.

- Oh fuck.

- Look at this.

This is what you want?

- Hey.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

I need you.

- Well that is very sweet.

But now it's time to fight.

Hmm?

Huh?

- Any tips?

- You're a quick study.

- Who's first?

Sorry.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I almost had him.

- I know.

You were very good.

- I was good?

- Yeah you were.

- All right love birds.

Play time's over.

Hey, we had fun.

- Behind you

- Toss me the
weapon, Mr. Miller.

Now!

Bind the girls.

Start with her.

- Hey!

- I'm out patience.

Tie them up now or
you're all dead.

- Okay, okay.

Just calm down, all right.

I'll do whatever you want
me to do, just don't.

- You girls face the wall.

Hands behind your backs.

The press are gonna eat this up.

A failed fed agent joins
forces with the Russian mafia

to buy and sell dozens
of underage girls.

Only to be caught by
his former colleagues

who made a brave
attempt to stop him.

Sadly in the chaos that
ensued, a house fire started

resulting in considerable
loss of life.

- Caehill.

You win.

It's over.

Don't I get some sorta
consolation prize?

A smoke at least.

- Who am I to deny a
dying man his last wish?

Oh, by the way, you're
not supposed to inhale.

- I'll write that down.

Hey, hey.

You all right?

- Yeah.
- You sure?

- Oh god.

I'm okay.

Here.

- Everybody's okay?

You guys all right?

Eek, looks pretty bad.

- Yeah.

- You on the other hand.

- Oh my god.

Guys, guys.

Guys!

Guys.

This is really sweet.

I'm really happy for you, but
do you mind untying us first?

You do realize that
there's like half a human

lying over there, right?

- Private conference
number 4137.

Agent Jarvis with
former analyst Miller.

- So did you say something

like don't go to
pieces on me, Caehill,

or you're not half the man
you used to be, Caehill.

Or you fucking jerk?

Something?

- No, no, I didn't say
any of that.

- Oh.

Well that's good too.

Well anyway, Miller.

You saved a dozen lives.

You busted a human
trafficking ring

that three agencies have
been chasing for years.

- And I got the
coordinates right, too.

- Yeah that too.

Well I'm here to offer
you full reinstatement.

You'll be made agent
second class immediately.

What you always wanted.

- You know what, sir?

I think I'm gonna pass.

Plus I'm already
late to the job site

and this time of day, parking's
a real bitch down there.

♪ I know a place where you

- Do what you gotta do, slick.

♪ I can feel your heart

♪ You were taken by a wave

- You gotta admit
this was kinda fun.

- Nope.

- Not even a little bit?

- No.

- Well what about the--

- Nope.

- All right.

We gotta take this
whole thing down, huh?

- All the way down.

- All the way down?

- Um hmm.
- Oh do we?

- You gonna do as I say?

- Just make me.

♪ To fight a losing battle

♪ It's on the tip of my tongue

♪ And into a feeling

♪ Don't tell me you can't stay

♪ The full moon is burning

♪ I can see the colors