All language subtitles for Fastlane s01e06 Ray Ray.eng

Hi.

Dad.

Something, uh, happened
a couple of days ago.

It's... It's bad.

I haven't seen you in seven years,
I didn't think you were bringing cookies.

How close are you?

VAN: We're on his payroll.
- He trusts us.

Three or four years,
we'll have him right where we want him.

Look, he is the key
to the Colombian pipeline.

We need a play that'll get you close.

We have something we can flip
to our advantage.

He has a little problem,
with the Colombians.

Couple years ago, little Mick was taking
math finals and torturing neighborhood cats.

Now he's running his father's empire.
He inherited all the good and all the bad.

His old man owed the Colombians
five mil off a coke deal.

Now Mick Jr. Thinks the debt
should have died with his old man.

The Colombians disagreed. Strongly.

Now here's where little Mick's
kind of a genius.

He's gonna pay.

In counterfeit.

No wax.

- There's something weird about it.
- It's crap.

- Excuse me?
- It's crap.

This bill, you're saying is crap.

The bill I paid for already.

Can I show you something?

Be my guest.

Real money has a color shift in the ink.

See this number,
bottom right-hand corner?

Should be green and then black.
This is just green.

You pass this off to the Colombians,
they will hit you with a lick shot.

Plus the other nine mistakes.

[SIGHS]

Well, then.

Looks like we need to pay
this money man a little visit.

And you.

You're coming with.

VAN:
I don't know how to tell you this exactly.

- Is it your mother?
- No, no, it's a...

A case I was working on,
it's Teddy McNair.

- Don't tell me you busted him.
- No.

You and your buddies stay here.
I need your expertise, I'll call.

You see anything you don't like, you call.

Let's do this.

This low level ass-lick gopher stuff
we trying to play with Junior?

- It's getting old, man.
- Whatever it takes to get him comfortable.

[GUN COCKS]

You know your counterfeit.

- That should move us up the food chain.
- Check that door.

How do you know so much
about counterfeit?

Long story.

I didn't think you kept
any long stories to yourself.

Just one.

- Oh, my God.
- What?

- This counterfeiter, I know him.
- What are you talking about?

Teddy McNair, I thought he retired.

So wait, you're sucking up to Salgado...

...trying to get next to him,
and you badmouth Teddy's paper?

I didn't know it was his.

- He retired, l... I heard.
- Yeah, you heard.

All right, so according to you,
the genius expert, the paper's crap.

- The boss is impressed, goes to see him...
- There was a shot.

What are you talking about?

Teddy McNair,
he's my father's best friend.

You've got four seconds to tell me
what's going on over here.

My father's partner
and his best friend.

[GUN COCKS]

Van...

Where the hell are they?

I screwed up, I screwed up bad, Van.

Your old man's...

No, You... You're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay.
Call an ambulance, call...

Teddy, stay with me.
Stay with me, Teddy.

Teddy, Teddy.

No, no, don't tell me that. Look...

Are you telling me...?
Are you telling me that Teddy is dead?

What are you doing in here?

- We heard a shot.
MICK: Yeah, terrible.

Guy had an accident,
but that's not your problem.

Come on.

Very touching how you guys came in here
all worried about me, but let's go.

Now!

Looks like we're gonna need
to find ourselves a new money man, huh?

GUARD:
Move right now.

All right, you told me. You can go.

Don't... Don't do that.
Okay, don't do that.

I loved him too, he was more
of a father to me than you ever were.

Is that supposed to hurt my feelings?

What did you do, come here
to dump on me about your childhood?

- My best friend is dead.
- Yeah.

- And I wanna get the guy who did it.
- That's the difference between you and me.

- You wanna, I'm gonna.
- Hey, hey.

You put a hit on Mick Salgado...

...the next time you see me,
I'll be reading your rights.

And so help me God, Dad...

...you will spend
the rest of your life in this place.

You...

I can get him, okay?

- But I need you, I need what you can do.
GUARD: Get off.

I've never asked you for anything
my whole entire life, I'm asking now.

- Help me.
GUARD: Everybody sit tight.

Please.

INMATE 1: Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Go get him, come on.

INMATE 2:
He's got it under control.

That went well.

Yeah, I'm signing them right now.

Yes, the warden agreed to five days.

Yes, it is very scary
what will happen if I lose him, Billie. Bye.

I'll be back, boys,
I'm just going out into the world.

Eat, drink,
and get conjugal with your wives.

[INMATES SHOUTING]

GUARD: Yeah, that will be
tonight's lockdown, that's when we do it.

VAN:
Those real?

You've got such a good eye, you tell me.

Keep the pool warm,
water the plants, all right, Duane?

- You can count on it, Ray-Ray.
- Ahh.

My partner, Deaqon Hayes.
Deaq, Raymond Ray.

- Ray-Ray.
- Put it there, Ray-Ray.

Dig that suit,
showing a little style on the mile, huh?

Well, you do what you can
with what you've got.

- This yours?
- Kind of.

- '69?
- '70.

Three forty, big.

Hands on the hood.

- What?
- What.

Put your hands on the hood...

...of the 1970, 344 barrel Dodge Charger
and spread them.

Can you believe this?

- Van, chill out.
- He slipped you a piece, didn't he?

- Who?
- The guard.

The 300 you gave him got you a gun.

Hands on the hood.

RAY:
Unbelievable.

Let me ask you this, smart guy.

You think if I was strapped,
there'd be any place you could find it?

INMATE:
Someone's gotta help me out in here.

You need a flashlight, Eliot Ness,
or what?

An apology would be nice.

I apologize for my father and the week
you're about to spend with us.

- You talk to your old man like that?
- He'd smack the taste out of my mouth.

You hear that, Donny?

Donny? As in Donny Osmond?

RAY:
Donovan. He didn't tell you, huh?

[LAUGHING]

Donovan Ray?

- Donny?
- Look, can you not do that?

- Like, little Donny?
- Yeah.

- Like Don Don.
- It's not funny.

- Like the don dada?
- Don't do that.

- Doon da-da...
VAN: Can we figure out our next move?

I know what my next move is.

Tail o' the Pup,
spicy Polish slaw dog with everything.

That's right.

Not like it's the first time
I've picked him up from jail, come on.

- Don dada?
- That's funny.

[ENGINE STARTS]

- Ray-Ray.
- So I'm not gonna hit you...

...with a lot of psychological
jig-jag about your dad.

RAY:
Jimmy.

But I'm sensing a lot of layers here.
Did you become a cop to piss him off?

- I became a cop so he'd never talk to me.
- Good plan till now.

Here's the deal.

Salgado, he needs
five million counterfeit by Friday.

You're gonna supply him,
we're gonna trace it.

Trace it how?

Radioactive dye, it's completely invisible.

Every hundred they pass
becomes a lojack.

We'll find out who they do business with,
what banks, where they launder and how.

Get me the dye,
I'll test it on the paper, we're good.

One more thing. The family dynamic
is making me a little uncomfortable.

Ease my mind.

This, what is this?
Some kind of a sex thing?

It's an ankle monitor.

If you get separated from Van and Deaq,
I'll find you, quickly.

Ray-Ray, you're up.

Excuse me.

All right, now...

...let me fill you in
on a few things, honey.

And don't bust my chops
about calling you "honey."

Back in my day, that was a nice thing.
For me it still is, like opening a door.

Ah, yeah, the Salgados.

Now I worked for the old man,
Mick Sr., couple or few times.

Smart guy.

Now that kid of his, I've heard about him.

He's a special blend,
all the old man's brains, twice as crazy.

I am not strolling into his life
giving off a beep.

The ankle toy or me, honey.

Well, look, I'm, uh...
I'm sorry it didn't work out.

I mean,
McNair was one of the best money men.

Otherwise
I wouldn't have recommended him.

He was one of the go-to guys,
your dad always said.

I know, I know.

You can keep a secret, right, Wags?

I mean, if I was gonna tell you
something in confidence?

Well, yeah, sure I'm good.
Why, what's up?

It's about my old man.

I wasted him.

[YELLS]

[CHEERS]

God, I've been wanting
to tell somebody that.

What? You want details?

I got them.

I did it right there in his den,
him with his dinner...

...TV tray, watching Nick At Nite.

Nine in the head, Wags. Nine shots.

- One, two!
- Oh!

- No!
- Three!

I give you my word,
he will not leave my sight.

And if he tries to escape?

I finally get even for my childhood.

So the boss, Donny,
you take orders off her, huh?

You ever take, uh...

...special orders off of her?

[LAUGHS]

Come on,
two healthy young bucks like you?

Take my gun and beat my head
until I get amnesia.

[LAUGHS]

- Micky.
MICK: Strummer.

- Just the man I wanna see.
- Likewise.

Think I've got a solution
to your paper problem.

I don't have a problem anymore.

Check it.

You've got the eye?
Which one's the fake?

- That one.
- You're good.

But this guy is better.

[LAUGHS]

One hundred percent schwag paper,
this kid's fully computerized.

Whipping through the order right now,
he'll be done tonight.

Four days ahead of schedule.

- I don't know, we got played before.
- Yeah, right.

Tell you what.
Why don't you swing by the place?

Use those genius eyes,
check the order before I see it, all right?

- It's on you.
- All right.

What's his name?

- Art Fowler, you heard of him?
- He's new.

- Better than you?
- He ain't worse.

Then maybe we ought to go see this boy.
Teach him some old-school moves.

You mean like a little lesson
in restraint of trade?

No, straight up shutdown.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Oh, my God.

Raymond Ray.

[STAMMERS]

Oh, it's such an honor to meet you, man,
honest to God, this is all time.

You might wanna take some notes,
how to treat an elder.

I have been into your stuff forever.
Dude, you are half the reason I'm in.

I heard about you too.

High-line pass paper,
faster, cheaper, better.

- Doing a run for Mick Jr., I hear.
- Yeah.

I don't think I know
what one thing in this room is.

Well, hey, if you are interested...

He's not, okay, and you know what?

You're gonna need
some tech support too.

ART:
Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Why? Why are you doing this?

RAY: I'm doing you a favor, kid.
- Any idea what Salgado's gonna do to me?

I know exactly what he's gonna do,
he did it to a friend of mine.

Get the hell out of the country.
You're young. Travel, see the world.

I am a dead man.
You just made me a dead man.

Come on, pros play hurt. Chop-chop.

That was a smooth move, Ray-Ray.

- I don't wanna think about...
- Where did you get the gun?

This? This is a spicy polish slaw
with everything.

- Give it to me.
- No.

Give it to me right now.

- What are you gonna do, shoot me?
- Yes.

Come on, guys.

What's going on, man?

- Come on, guys.
- You want to do it, here I am.

- Give me a reason.
- I'm a convicted felon pointing a gun.

All right, okay, that's it.
You all wanna shoot somebody, shoot me.

Okay?

Ray, pops never wanna hear this,
but your son's right.

Give up the gun, man, please?

Thank you.

Here's your daddy's gun.
Now let's get out of here.

Next time you're on your own.

Well, here we are.

This is the serious shiznit here.

No sound gets out, no light gets in.

It's been a while, I hope it still works.

DEAQ: So your whole career,
what do you think?

How much dough you put on the street?

RAY: Well, you know,
there were good years and bad.

Kind of hard
to tell apart sometimes, huh?

I'm gonna head to Salgado's,
tell him he lost another counterfeiter.

- Deaq, stay here with Ray.
- I ought to be the one to tell little Mick.

No, no, I think it's better if I go.

No, I definitely think, uh, you and Pops,
you know, get with the family business.

Hey, Ray-Ray.

Don't start no trouble now.

- What is this, your idea of being subtle?
- No, man.

My idea of subtle goes like...

...be nice to your dad because
being around you two is real tense.

See? Ha, that's how I do subtle.
You like it?

It was crazy, yo,
I mean, the place was all shot up.

Fowler's gone, no money
and whoever did it left some kind of note.

- I gotta show you.
- Read it.

"Dear Mick, Fowler's out of business.

So we're gonna talk about old business
and new business.

Your pal, Raymond Ray."

Raymond.

[CHUCKLES]

- I know the name, man.
- Yeah, well, you should.

Him and McNair, they were partners once.

I don't believe this.
Four days, the Colombians get here.

- Go find him.
- All right, man.

- I got it.
- You better have it.

Don't come back without him.

RAY:
How's this?

Broken sawtooth points on the seal.

You always had the eye, I give you that.

There's a run of hundreds in here
aren't bad.

I forgot all about these.

I must be the only counterfeiter in history
to make coins.

- Didn't you give me these to test once?
- Yeah.

VAN:
Remember how mad Mom got?

Remember getting a couple of these
thrown at my head.

Never been more popular
than the summer I had a trunk full of these.

Why did you stop taking them?
I made them for you.

Did you think I was making a profit
on nickels?

I don't know.

Guess I had enough lies to keep straight.

What you supposedly did,
why we supposedly moved.

Where you supposedly were
for two to four years at a time.

Hey, I never asked you to lie.

You and your mother, you wanted things
to seem a certain way and, uh...

Look, I don't want to fight, okay?
I'm fine, seriously.

Here. Check that.

- This is good.
- Yeah.

You know who made this for me,
nine years ago?

- Teddy McNair.
- Huh. You're kidding.

- And you still got the plates?
- Yeah, somewhere around here.

We just have to update the serials...

...and we sell that little jackass
McNair's money.

It was the last really good run he made.

His eyes were shot.
I told him he should get out of the business.

I could have set him up in something,
you know?

He wanted a surf shop.

Stubborn son of a gun.

He always thought a lot of you, Donny.

I always thought a lot of him too.

Because he never called me Donny.

Okay, we've got little Micky
right where we want him.

He's pissed and he's desperate.

You must kiss his ass,
you must be apologetic about Fowler.

And you must be forgiving about McNair.

Most important thing,
Deaq and I work for Salgado.

We are part of his crew.

- You must not look like you were with us.
DEAQ: At all.

Lighten up, guys.
What's this, your first job?

I don't know what kind of crew
I'm sponsoring here.

I mean, you guys can't find
one old fart making paper.

What's the problem, fellas?

I've gotta hit the streets myself?
Is that it?

Because if that's the case,
and I get out there, and I find him...

...I'm taking one of you out of the way
and just to set an example, I swear...

How you doing there, Junior?

I'm not so desperate I'm out shooting up
the competition just to get a job.

Oh, I'll bet you know something
about desperate, don't you?

The Colombians are coming in,
what, three days?

Oh, that's just the start
of what I know, Junior.

You're over your head,
you're out of your league.

And it looks like you're gonna be separated
from million real.

Because who else you gonna get
before Friday, me?

You killed my friend.

[MICK SCREAMING]

[GUNS COCK]

[WHIMPERING AND PANTING]

Keep your hands on the table.

- Oh, oh, hey.
- Hey, hey, hey.

- Back them off.
- Put them down.

Aah! Put them down!

Ask me to forgive you.

You're a dead man.

[GASPS THEN SHOUTS]

Forgiveness now.

Forgive me, okay?

Forgive me.

You're gonna hire me for half a mill
plus the 20 you owed McNair.

That's five mill for 70.
They don't make better bargains.

[PANTING]

Now I'm gonna walk out of here
slow and safe.

I got one more surprise for you, Junior.

These two pretty boys?

They work for me.

No, no!

[CROWD SHOUTING]

Welcome to my game, Junior.

Here's a little sample
of, uh, what you'll be paying for.

Call me. Or not.

Come on, guys.

Put them down.

Put them down!

Let's roll.

- Get out.
- I'm very comfortable right here.

You want to stand
out in the street yelling?

Get out of the car.

Okay.

Just working your own angle here, right?
I'm an idiot.

An idiot for thinking
you'd do anything else.

You know what that got us back there?
Nothing, Dad.

Zero. Nothing!

I have to agree with him, Ray-Ray.

That was crazy back there,
man, that got us nothing.

What we got,
is the only thing that matters, is respect.

Yeah. All for yourself, right?

- Nothing to do with this case.
- This is not a case, Donny.

This is a case, Dad.

- I am a cop!
RAY: Yeah.

- I'm a police officer of law.
- A cop that got my friend killed.

You, your case,
the way you do your job, killed McNair.

That's it. Let's go.

Come on.

- Are you serious?
DEAQ: Oh, hell, yeah, he's serious.

I know him. That's his serious face,
Ray-Ray. You in trouble, dawg.

This is long been overdue.

Never laid a hand on him.
Not once, not his whole life.

Not a spanking, a slap, nothing.
You know why?

You are too soft.

One sharp look,
you start crying just like a little...

DEAQ:
Oh! Oh, ho, ho.

Man, you just hit your father.

- What are you now, Donny, 28?
- Twenty-seven, you should know that.

You just sucker-punched a guy
twice your age. Nice.

Look, Dad, I'm sorry.
Okay, I really didn't...

Oh! Will you settle for that?

Hey, hey, hey,
back it up, baby, back up.

I admire your old-school moves, man,
but I want a nice clean throw down.

Nice and clean,
Mary-Kate and Ashley style.

Damn.

[LAUGHING]

[VAN YELLS]

How about that, kid? Is that enough?

[PANTING]

That's it, okay?

Which one of you am I gonna have to
put out of their misery right now?

Let me know.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Answer your phone.

- Am I bleeding?
- No, you're good.

Your father can punch, man.

My, my.

Hey, Junior.

MICK:
You're a bastard, Ray.

But your paper's tight.

Meaning?

You give me five mill like this...

...in non-sequential hundreds
and twenties, and we're in business.

- See you Friday.
- Hey, Ray.

I'm curious,
how'd you roll my two guys, anyway?

Family secret.

I will pay in real money...

...anybody who'll snitch the location
of his shop before the Colombians get here.

First I want his work,
and then I want his ass.

See, Donny? I know guys like this.

- This is what I do.
- Please tell me I was adopted.

Do you think that's it?

You think they're gonna let you
walk away from this deal...

- Here you go, thinking like a cop again.
- That's because I am a cop!

- We got this guy where we want him...
- Enough, all right?

I'm getting a brain tumor here, okay?
We got the job so let's just hit it.

- You all right?
- I'm fine, you don't look so good.

Me? I feel great.

What the hell was it like
at your house at Christmas, man?

Do not invite me, I'm not coming.

Deaq, there's two things
you're gonna be doing.

You're gonna be blotting out these serials
and you're gonna renumber these.

Both here...

Oh, no, no. This stinks.

What's the problem?

- The paper's rotted.
- So we get some more paper, man.

It's stolen U.S. Treasury paper.

It's watermarked, threaded
and hologrammed. We're entirely screwed.

Van, when you gonna realize that, uh,
I am, in fact, the man?

Okay? Sometimes you've gotta give it up
and let me get your back.

[LAUGHS]

Speed dial.

If I'd have known
Deaq's boss was so damn fine...

...hell, I would've went fully cooperative
a whole long time ago.

- It's really nice to finally meet you.
- Listen to that voice of yours.

Honey and smoke.

- Really?
- Really.

- I always thought I sounded like a guy.
- Oh, Lord, no.

That voice? Mm. Deeply woman.

Got me all confused about
which side the law I want to dance on.

- You make Aquarius feel the pull, baby.
- Do you have what we talked about?

See, then you go all Frosty the Snowcop
on me, girl. That makes it even worse.

Let me see here. Those right there,
those are Palm Pilots right there, all right.

Those are those Blahniks,
you probably want a couple pair of those.

- Oh, yeah.
- Oh, yeah, here we go, right here.

You know what that is?

One hundred percent pure U.S. Grade A...

...treasury-approved
money-making super paper.

My man Latrelle,
he'll drive this thing wherever you need it.

Let me ask you, y'all got that little thing
we agreed on as payment?

Look over there.

Maybe I'm getting old, Van,
but I like this ride, player.

Man, you could have done
a whole lot better on those rims, though.

- Stop haggling or I'll arrest you.
- Oh, I mean, they're cool if you squint.

All right then, little mama, mm...

...you're gonna definitely
dominate my dreams tonight.

Hmm?

So, uh, what happened to your father
being next to you at all times?

Could you just this once
not bust my butt?

[ENGINE STARTS]

- You hungry?
- Starved.

All right.

I didn't know you could cook.

Yeah, well,
I don't do this very often, so...

[SIGHS]

- How are you?
- I don't know how to answer that one.

Well, you could say, "Good. Not good.

None of your bees wax."
Any of those.

I wanna kill him.

I wanna help him, I wanna forgive him.

I wanna forget him, l... I don't know.

He has no idea how ashamed I am
that he's my father.

And I have no idea why I give a rat's ass
that he's so disappointed in me as a son.

I just, I think this was a bad idea.

I mean, I don't... I don't know
if I can do this with him.

Why do you always get so close
to the mark?

Almost every time you're under.

The target I line up,
the perp we turn into a defendant.

They're all him.

It's not how much you hate him,
it's that you don't.

So, what, I get therapy
and I'm out of a job?

Well, this one. Eat.

Wait till you meet my mom.

[SIGHS]

Classy operation you work for.
This is some serious rag.

That's the last of it,
we gonna be able to stay on schedule?

- Barely, it will take all three of us.
VAN: Let's do it.

We haven't been introduced.

I worked primarily with your father.
I'm Eber Montalvo.

Right.

Mick Salgado.

Your father was an esteemed associate.
We were so sorry to hear of his passing.

But we look forward to continuing
a fluid business relationship.

Right. Absolutely.

Well, we don't want to keep you.

We just wanted to leave you our number
at the Four Seasons.

You'll want to contact us
by 3:30 tomorrow to make the drop.

- Yeah, absolutely.
- At the latest.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

Where is Ray-Ray?

It's good. It's really good.

- Lf we had a little more time...
- We don't.

Trace is good. Let's pack.

What the hell are you doing?
You're joking, right?

Man, you sure about this?

You did your job, now let me do mine.

RAY:
I don't believe this.

You know you're gonna
screw this up, Donny.

Are you listening?
You're gonna screw this up.

And then it's you and me.

DEAQ:
Partner, let me say something.

Your pop is a full-on set tripper
and half the time I wanna slap him myself.

So this ain't about taking sides, all right?

I didn't talk to my brother for nine years,
and one day I got that call.

Now I look back, that's nine years wasted.
I know you feel me here.

So I'm gonna shut up now,
get back into character, check my gun...

...unless there's something
you'd like to share from the heart like...

All right, then.

All right, guys. You're on top
with Mick Jr., I'm down below.

The funny money's giving off pulse,
so after you make the sale, get clear.

We follow Junior
until the Colombians show.

Any questions?

Where's Salgado?

Dealing with the Colombians.
He'll be here in a few.

- We're good.
- Is the counterfeit still giving off a signal?

- Looks good.
- Okay. All right, when they take it...

...I want you guys to stay wide
and give them lots of room.

[LAUGHS]

The old man's got skills to pay the bills.

Mick, it's go.

Perfect.

[LAUGHS]

How great is this? Ha, ha.

Suck on a juice box, kid.
You're failing to scare me.

[MICK SIGHS]

For all the people who say
how great Ray-Ray is...

Big hugs and kisses.

- There's an awful lot
of people out there...

...willing to give up your location
for a little cash.

I can see why you wanted
to keep it a secret, Ray.

It's some quality stuff here.

Oh, my God.

You golf?

I'm beginning to understand...

...why all you old guys
like to play golf so much, Ray.

It's a great feeling.

Hitting as hard as you can.

Okay. Done deal.

Where is Salgado?

What do you care? Here's his money.

Now where's Salgado?

It's real easy,
answer the question or take a bullet.

Where is Salgado?

I don't care how tough you are.

My man pulls that trigger
and one way or another, you will fall.

For the last time, where's Salgado?

He's with the old guy, the counterfeiter.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS]

You remember Joey Wags?
Worked for my dad?

Let me tell you, Ray...

...his head, like,
exploded when I whacked him.

But you know what?

I think I can do better.

- Ha!
- Unh!

- What happened, where are they?
- The money's under us, it's moving.

- What?
- Fast.

You're a real hard guy, aren't you, Ray?

So come on, ask me for forgiveness.

Mick, please don't.

Don't be such
a diaper-crapping little ass-wipe.

Oh, yeah, your old man told me
you're the great disappointment of his life.

[LAUGHS]

Thank you for that, Ray.

That was like a Red Bull.
Mind if I play through?

VAN AND DEAQ:
Mick!

Back it up.

You heard the man, back it up.

You might wanna drop that club,
Shorty Woods.

You okay?

- They're downtown.
- Ray's shop.

Is that it?

- That the paper?
- Five mill.

And we've got your 70 in the car.

All right, then. Good.

For whatever's it's worth...

...this is the best paper
I've ever seen in my life.

Yeah, that's some sweet paper.

Then let's do this, and we'll call it even.

Yeah, we're gonna get
right with you on that.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

No, no! Stop it!

Okay, Micky, you can go.
Have fun with the Colombians.

My advice? Canada.

Chop-chop.

VAN:
Ah, ah, I'll take that back, thanks.

- What the hell happened?
- The deal didn't take.

Salgado went thataway.

If you hurry, you might
make a Colombian murder case.

Move!

- Found Salgado?
- Well, his foot is still in his shoe.

We found three Colombian nationals
who were bathed in his DNA...

...trying to cross into Vancouver.

Canada. It ain't all Celine Dion
and bad weather. Fully gangster, eh?

- Don't we have a prisoner return?
- Yeah.

- Nice working with you, Ray-Ray.
- Likewise.

Take care of your partner.

See you, honey.

Let's go, boys.

GUARD: Move it. Let's go.
INMATE: Hey, who's that?

Hey, hey, Ray-Ray, welcome back.

You know this place went to hell
without you.

Duane, I can't tell you how glad I am
to be back. I'm exhausted.

I want you to meet somebody,
this is my son, D...

This is Van.

Your son. All right.

He's a big shot, my kid.
Top of the heap in his line.

DUANE: And what line would that be?
- Family secret.

Gotcha. Well, it's nice to meet you.

Your old man? The greatest.

Hey, listen, uh...

Maybe, uh... Maybe I could
come see you sometime.

Ever since you were a little kid,
you were your own man.

I always liked that about you.

GUARD:
Open, 2! Come on!

I love that about you.

Boys, I'm back.

Just want to tell you,
every one of your wives, fully satisfied.

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