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[Amanda] Previously
on Will Trent ...

She'’s scared of me.
I killed her boyfriend.

You weren'’t here.
No, I killed Lenny. Okay?

-What are you doing here?
-I got a lot of work to do

if we'’re gonna make this scene
match your statement.

Welcome to Kay'’s Slaughterhouse.
Is this your first time here?

Hey, look at you.

I'’m Crystal.
I'’ll be helping you out today.

-She'’s the girl with...
-Yeah.

-...Lenny?
-Yes.

You are supposed to be
going to college.

Do you have any idea how hard it
is to save as a single mother?

[Percy] Hey, you remember that
old foster dad? Sleeveless Jack.

-What about him?
-[Percy] He died. Lung cancer.

-Go away.
-What is it?

-I don'’t want to talk
about it, Faith.
-We'’re partners, Will.

-I might be losing my mind.
-What are you seeing?

It'’s me when I was 12.
He'’s been following me around.

[Faith] You'’re not crazy.

Just think
that little 12-year-old
needs your attention.

[metal clatters]

[metal clangs]

Hey, what do you think
you'’re doing?

[gunshot]

We have to go, like right now.

Five minutes ago.

Uh, not you, Betty. [sighs]

-Get down and put your shoes on.
-I-I don'’t know. It's not right.

Sleeves are too long.

-Don'’t you think, Brian?
-They are not.

You'’re not the first person
I'’ve worked with that has arms.

-Do I have to remind you...
-[Will] No. No, you do not.

...that you were wearing
flip-flops when we first met?

-We can go there.
-Sorry I questioned you.

-Flip-flops?
-Yes. I was broke.

Speaking of,
how much is this gonna cost me?

I lovingly restored
and tailored the jacket

which I found on eBay.

Hmm.

And the pants?

Mortuary.
But they'’ve been dry-cleaned.

Okay. You look fine.

You are saving the earth.

You are upcycling.
You are recycling.

Just put your shoes on.
Nobody'’s even gonna look at us.

Look at these things,
all new and shiny.

I am so tired.

Does everything
have to be a battle with you?

Have you never been
to a wedding?

No, I have not.

And it'’s obvious why.

It'’s an incredible
inconvenience.

That was supposed to be
a rhetorical question.

If we don'’t leave now,
then you'’ll miss your chance.

So come on.
You look like James Bond.

The name'’s Trent.

Will Trent.

Stupid.

Real stupid.

I'’m an international spy.

Actually, no. You know what?

I'’m a world-class flautist.

My grandfather invented
the pancake.

I'’m a financier.

I love financing,
so I became a financier.

Can you talk to yourself
in the car?

I would really like to get there

so I could see my son before
the wedding festivities begin.

Fine, okay?

Why are you so stressed
out anyway?

I thought this Lindsay person
was your friend.

Was. As kids.

But then she became
an investment banker,

and I'’m pretty sure she
and her friends think

that they'’re better than me.

I swear, it'’s like they think

we just give out
parking tickets as a job.

Okay. I know
I'’m only your plus-one

'’cause Luke's out of town,

but I promise I'’m gonna do
everything I can

to make you look good.

All right. Just gonna grab
my gun, and we'’re good to go.

No, nope. No gun.

Lindsay said she wanted today
to be about peace and love.

Well, if she wanted
peace and love,

she should'’ve gotten
herself a dog.

Isn'’t that right?

Look at this peace
and love right here.

Look at that face.

[speaking indistinctly]

We gotta take a picture.

Anybody else getting
flashbacks to prom?

-I didn'’t go to my prom.
-Me neither.

Prom king.

Come on. One pic.

What'’s the holdup?

Good happens fast.
Great happens slow.

Can you turn toward the light?

-Just take the picture, Nico.
-Okay.

[jazz music plays]

[guests chattering]

[Faith] ...Danielle'’s friends.

Danielle doesn'’t really like
her, but she'’s here just--

Donna'’s just got a new husband.

Okay.

Okay, your turn.

All right, uh...

Let'’s see.

Okay. Those two over there.

Unhappily married.

He thinks they'’re fine,
but she hates him

'’cause he hasn't taken her
on a date in four years.

Bold.

Show your work, Special Agent.

[Will] Look at her necklace.

Expensive, but impersonal.

Says more, "You'’re welcome"
than "I love you."

You see his watch? Look at
all those diamonds in the bezel.

That'’s custom.

I bet he spent weeks
designing it.

[scoffs] And as my final piece
of evidence...

-[Faith] His fly is down.
-Mm-hmm.

Either she hasn'’t looked
at him at all tonight

or she doesn'’t care to tell him.

They'’re in a cold war.

-Marriage.
-Overrated.

Look at my boy!

[Faith, Jeremy grunt]

You look great.

-You look happy.
-Hey.

How'’s the toast coming?

It'’s good.
I'’m still working on it.

Oh, my gosh! Faith.

How are things?

Still fighting crime,
shooting bad guys?

Danielle, so good to see you.

You must be thrilled
about Jeremy'’s new job.

That'’s exciting.

I sure am.

Jeremy, why don'’t
you tell Danielle

what you were just telling us

about your new job?

Spare no detail.

No. Come on.
Today'’s not about me.

Oh, no.
Right now it is. [chuckles]

Um, I'’m working with
this sound engineer

who produces
a lot of cool stuff.

-Mmm.
-It'’s kinda like a dream gig.

-That'’s great.
-It must be.

I can'’t believe
you let him leave college.

Then again, you are
so untraditional.

I'’m sorry. You left college.
What am I hearing right now?

-Oh, how awkward.
-That is idiotic.

I don'’t believe we've had
the pleasure. Ricky Morales,

criminal defense attorney
at Morales & Moss.

Made partner when I was 28,
but who'’s counting?

Excuse me.
Could you send some more

of those spicy tuna things
this way?

Uh, yeah, you got it.

Partner? Nice work.

Try to hold on to this one.

Could you be a sweetheart
and find Colin?

Lindsay needs him for pictures.

I tried texting,
but it won'’t go through.

Yeah. I don'’t have
service either.

Uh, I'’m on it.

Mom... [chuckles]
...we'’ll talk later.

Yeah, we will.

Easy.

Criminal defense attorney?

Yes, I bill $7000 an hour.

I have three assistants
and 12 paralegals.

I boss crime bosses around.

I am Ricky Morales
and I am a catch, Mitchell.

Whatever you say. I just need
a drink before I kill my son.

Well, if you kill him,
I'’ll defend you.

Mmm. Something strong, please.

-Manhattan?
-Perfect.

Just one second.

Let me get you a napkin.

Historic home. Please use care.

The deposit was enormous.

Is that why
all the windows are locked?

It looks like they were
shuttered from outside.

We don'’t need everyone
opening the windows

and tramping the topiary.

Anyway, have so much fun.

Look at these freaks,
stiffer than a corpse in a cast.

-[chuckles] I'’m Patty.
-Ricky Morales. Pleasure.

You bet your little butt
it is, Ricky.

I'’ma catch you two on
the dance floor. Hey. Hey.

-[bartender] One Manhattan.
-Yes.

Name'’s Christian, by the way.

Faith.

Thanks for the drink.

[Will grunts]

[both gasp]

Oh, my-- I am so sorry.

Oh, my God. Okay.

No, no, no. No. No. No.
We'’re not gonna lose it, okay?

We'’re gonna go upstairs, we're
gonna spot clean your dress,

we'’re gonna dry off,
say some affirmations.

You'’re gonna come down, dance.

I'’m gonna support you from
a distance. Let'’s go. Come on.

[caterer] Where are
the folded napkins?

[both laughing]

That one bridesmaid
is definitely feeling me.

Isn'’t she, like, 25?

-So?
-[object clatters]

[Jeremy] Colin?

[clatters]

[Jeremy] Hey, Colin,
you down here?

Hey, Colin.
Man, they need you for pictures.

Um, we should go.

Too late.

So this is my closing argument.

You are a great mom.

You are successful.

You are independent.

You are a courageous
and bold leader.

You are a lioness,
protecting her cubs.

My cub is an idiot.

A lot of people think college is
a racket. I'’m just saying.

Do you want to make this wedding
black-eye optional?

Whose side are you on?

Yours. Always yours.

-[gunshots]
-[guests screaming]

Those weren'’t bottles popping.

It sounds like
an active shooter.

[person] Get in there. Go.

Get in there and get down.

In the middle, come on.
Hurry it up.

Let'’s go.

-Shut up! Sit down!
-[guest screams]

-[person] Don'’t move. Come on.
-[whispers] Any other gunmen?

-[gunman 1] Hurry it up.
-[whispers] No service.

[gunman 1] Come on.

Hurry it up. Get in there.

-Please, don'’t hurt us.
-Shut up!

-Sit down. Down.
-[whispers] It'’s okay.

Slide your handbags and your
phones and your wallets to me.

Smart watches too. Come on.

Let'’s go!

You! Fill the bag.

Now. Go.

-You.
-[Will] I see three.

Two men, one woman.

All dressed as caterers,
faces covered.

[gunman 2] Come on.
Let'’s go. Go.

I see Jeremy. He'’s okay, but
they'’re blocking the main exit.

What kind of guns?

-Handguns.
-[gunman 1] Go!

-Get in there.
-[Will] One semiautomatic rifle.

-Hurry up!
-[stair creaks]

-Hey! You! Get down here!
-[guests scream]

Coming down.

[exhales]

Okay.

[gunman 2] You!

[gunman 1] Phones!
Bags! Eyes down!

-Eyes down! Come on.
-It'’s all right.
It'’s all right. Just sit.

-[gunman 1] Hurry it up.
-[Will] It'’s gonna be all right.

Stay calm.

Throw your bags here!

-Down, on the ground. Hey! Down.
-Shut up!

[guests screaming]

-[people screaming]
-[object shatters]

Come on.

[gunman 1] Hey. Sit down now.

[guests screaming]

[gunman 1] No one is
going anywhere.

You hear me? I will shoot
everyone in this house.

-I will shoot everyone
in this house.
-Jack. Jack.

-I'’ll kill everybody.
-[Anna] Jack.

-Hey, listen please. Please.
-I'’ll do it.

We'’re gonna be okay.

I promise.

You finish
your intake paperwork?

Not yet. [sighs]

[Angie] Hmm.

I hate slow days.

Cheer up, buddy. Somebody
will get murdered soon enough.

All I'’m saying is if
one bad person was killed

by another bad person,

and then we caught that person--

[telephones ringing]

-APD. Drug Unit!
-APD. Homicide Unit.

Absolutely.
We will be right there.

Fast-hands Polaski, folks. How
about a round of applause, huh?

Don'’t take credit for
your partner, Ormie.

We'’re a team. We share a brain.

Oh, I know. It'’s hers.

You know, I'’d love to sit around

and talk with you about it
all day, Franklin,

but, uh, gotta go
solve a murder.

Ready to roll?

I need your paperwork
for the Ryerson case.

They'’re about to go to trial.
It'’s a priority.

We will get it done, Cap.

Oh, I know.

Now. Give the call to Franklin.

-What?
-Are you kidding?

I'’m never kidding.

[Franklin] Enjoy
the paperwork, nerds.

Don'’t worry,
somebody else will die.

Eventually.

[gunman 1] Eyes down!

Get your head down! Get--

You think I'’m playing with you?

[gunman 2] What are we
gonna tell Dominique?

He was gonna escape.
What was I supposed to do?

-Shut up!
-The basement.

What were they doing down there?

There was a dead body
and-and a big safe.

They must have been trying
to break into it.

Well, the last thing a thief
ever wants is to be noticed.

Hostages weren'’t part of
the plan. That'’s not good.

We'’ve become their biggest
problem, even if we do nothing.

Well, what should we do?

I don'’t know yet.
Just sit tight.

Who are you?
What do you want from us?

Shut up!

Hey, dinner jacket.

Remember me? I'’m Patty.

You look calm.
Do you have a plan?

The less we do,
the better, Patty.

No eye contact, no talking.
That'’s the plan.

Right.

Just so you know, I'’m
a volunteer firefighter. Okay?

I like action
and I kick like a mule.

[grunting]

[gunman 1] Okay.

That'’s the leader.

He'’s in charge.

[Jack, Anna shouting]

You have to do something.
Will, please!

[exhales]

-Excuse me.
-Hey, hey!
We didn'’t say you could move.

Sit down!

Nobody should have to stare
at that dead body.

If we can move it
somewhere else,

I think it'’d be
a huge help for everyone.

Pick a friend.
Trae will show you where to go.

Dominique,
we'’re missing one guest.

[Dominique] Go find '’em, Spud.

-[static on radio]
-[Spud] I think
I hear something.

[Faith sighs] Okay. Let'’s see
what we'’re working with.

Dominique, right?

You having fun yet?

How'’s your day going?

Let me shoot this idiot.

Oh, that'’s a great idea.

Make your mess messier.

What'’s your name?

Ricky Morales.
Criminal defense attorney.

Happy to make your acquaintance.

-This guy'’s a liar.
-[Jeremy] No.

It'’s the truth.

[Dominique] Yeah,
I heard him earlier.

Fancy guy like you
bills every six minutes.

[timer clicks, ticking]

I'’ll give you three to tell me
why I shouldn'’t kill you.

Dominique Wilkins,
Spud Webb, Trae Young.

It'’s a cute idea using
Hawks players as nicknames,

but I think that'’s
where your plan ends.

You got one dead body,
50 hostages,

and you can'’t even control
your own team.

So, what do you think
I should do?

Well, we all lost service.

I take it you got
a cell phone jammer,

and that'’s not gonna buy
you much time.

You'’re thieves, right?

Play the hits,
stick to stealing.

Get whatever it is
you came here for.

Do it fast, then leave.

How do you know all that?

I can see the dust
on your pants.

You'’re digging down there, huh?

What is it? A vault or a safe?

[ticking continues]

Oh, you don'’t know
the difference.

-And you do?
-Well, I'’ve defended
a few bank robbers.

Got them acquitted.

Learned a few things
along the way.

But you seem to have it covered,
so I guess...

Check on
the progress downstairs.

No, I wanna hear
what he'’s got to say.

Go.

Look, this situation
isn'’t as bad as you think.

You took some hostages.
Big deal.

You didn'’t kill this guy.

That was your friend out there.

Maybe you don'’t even know him.

And even if you get caught,
eyewitness testimony is trash.

It happened after cocktail hour.

Everyone was drunk.

Do you see?

I just got it dismissed.

I can help you, Dominique,

or whatever your real name is.

But if I do,
you cannot let anyone else die.

[sighs]

[ticking continues]

This is payment.

Congratulations. You just
hired me as your attorney.

We'’ll get everything else
squared away

once you take whatever'’s
in that vault.

Oh.

Look at that.

[dings]

Saved you some money.

Now, how about my pal here
takes some snacks

and water back
to the group, huh?

Shake on it.

That'’s a deal.

[Michael] Was the perp 5'’9"
or 5'’10''’?

If a man says he'’s 5'10'’',
he'’s 5'9'’'.

And if he says he'’s 6 foot,
he'’s 5'10'’'.

I'’ll just put average build.

-How'’s it going?
-Hey, Crystal.

You know, paperwork
and onion rings.

-Living the dream.
-I should, uh, clock in.

I'’m a few minutes late. I was
working on a paper for school.

-What'’s the paper on?
-Uh, Flowers for Algernon.

I'’ll be back.

That'’s great that
she'’s doing well.

Is that what
you want to call it?

What? She'’s late for work?

You put your career
on the line for her, Ang.

-We both did.
-Watch it.

Listen, I thought Gina
and I were doing fine,

and then she left me
with the kids.

You don'’t know
what'’s really going on with her,

and you can'’t fix what happened
with her and Lenny.

So, what do you want me to do?

I want you to stop
thinking like a mentor

and start thinking
like a detective.

Okay? She shows up late to work.

She has a hickey on her neck.

And I don'’t buy
for one second that

she'’s writing a paper
on that book.

Max is reading it right now,
and they'’re a few years apart.

A hickey, Ormewood? Come on.

Let it go.

[server] Fill it up.

Damn it. A Roomba?
This is Georgia.

Couldn'’t somebody have given
you guys a Glock? [scoffs]

Okay.

-Hey, what are you doing here?
-Shh.

It'’s okay. I'm looking
for something to open a window.

My son is downstairs, and--

[Dominique on radio] Spud, any
update on that missing guest?

[Spud] Still looking.

It'’s time to go
downstairs, Faith.

I'’m not gonna
do that, Christian.

[both grunting]

[Christian grunts, groans]

[straining]

[Christian groans]

[panting]

Oh, hello, fax machine.

[exhales] I'’m woman king
of Williams-Sonoma.

And I'’m gonna save this wedding.

[sighs]

[scoffs]

Seriously?

Huh.

Hey. I know you
tried to kill me,

and I know your friends
have taken my son hostage,

but I will forgive you
if you have a pen that works.

[Trae on radio] Christian,
we'’re ready for you.

Christian, do you read me?

Anyone have eyes on Christian?

[Spud] I think I saw him
go upstairs.

Let'’s go.

[patron 1] Check, please.

[door opens]

[server] This is for table two.

Focus on the paperwork, Polaski.

[patron 2] All right.
I'’ll meet you out there.

Yeah, nope. [grunts]

She is 17.

Don'’t even think about it.

I didn'’t do
anything wrong, okay?

Right. Keep it that way.

Right.

Hey. What are you doing?

That guy'’s way too old for you.

I flirt with guys
for better tips.

It'’s kind of the only perk
of the job.

Plus, he gave me 20 bucks.

-What did you think I was doing?
-Uh...

I don'’t know. Um.

You know, I-I just want to
make sure you'’re okay. So, um...

I'’m fine, I promise.

What did you write
on his receipt?

A smiley face with hearts
for eyes.

Is that illegal?

No, obviously not.

Um, look, I'’m sorry.

-[chef] Order up!
-I--

I gotta take care of that,
unless you want me to get fired.

[sighs]

Heads down.

[whispering] Hey.

Hey, Jeremy.

I need a pen.

-[whispers] What?
-A pen.

Something about a den.

[whispers] Pen.

-Yes. Throw it.
-What?

Throw it.

[gunman 1] Down.

-[guests scream]
-[Spud] No!

-He'’s dead.
-Who'’s dead?

[gunman 1] Spud, can I get
some answers here?

Christian'’s dead, okay?
Christian'’s dead.

Somebody killed him.

I'’m on my way.

[Dominique] No.
Stay with the hostages.

-Someone killed Christian!
-Who'’s Christian?

[Dominique]
He'’s our safecracker.

[gunman 1]
This place is haunted.

Yeah, I knew it.

Dominique, control your people.

Spud, find the missing guest.

-Damn it!
-[gunman 1] We'’re-We're screwed.

Christian'’s dead,
and I-- [grunts, shouts]

I can'’t even see
in this damn thing.

[Trae] Cover your face, idiot.

Why? It'’s over.

You said this was gonna be easy.

Pull yourself together!
Help him.

I saw my mom.

She said she needed a pen.

A pen? Did she say why?

It'’s for the den.

[Will] Well, I trust your mom.

If she says she needs
a pen in the middle

of a hostage situation,
I'’ma get her one.

-You have it?
-Yeah.

You have an inhaler.
Give it here.

You ever do any acting, Patty?

I'’ve done some background work
on The Resident.

Most of the Marvel--

Great. I need you to fake
an asthma attack. Right now.

Make it good.
Like your life depends on it.

[gasps, wheezes]

Ma'’am. Ma'am.

Ma'’am, are you okay? Ma'am.

Hey, hey! This woman needs help!

Take a seat, Mr. Attorney.

This woman'’s having an asthma
attack. Her inhaler is upstairs.

It'’s a medical emergency.
It'’s in her bag. I can get it.

You'’re not going anywhere.

[Dominique] He can get
her the medicine.

Look, you can follow me.

I don'’t care, all right?
But I'’m not gonna let her die.

So shoot me if you want.
Add it to your list of felonies.

Please. She'’s dying.

[Trae] Make it quick, lawyer.

[Will] I'’m going.

[whispering] Faith.

Faith, it'’s me.

You okay?

I heard you need a pen.

-What do you got?
-I'’m sending a fax to the APD.

I tried pulling the fire alarm,

but they must'’ve disarmed
the system.

APD has a fax machine?

It did when my mom worked there.
What do you got?

Four gunmen.

There'’s a vault in the basement,

but these guys are amateurs.

The one you killed was
their safecracker, by the way.

If they find out who I am...

-Jeremy.
-He'’s doing great.

[Trae] Hurry up, lawyer.

What'’s the plan?

Same as always, Mitchell.
Stay alive.

You too.

Inhaler.

Got it.

[officer] Give me a call
for when he'’s down there.

[gunman 1] Be patient.

It'’s time to go.

Look, I know it'’s not
what you wanna hear,

but you guys need to
cut your losses.

Why is this guy still alive?

You'’re no longer
playing offense.

Think about it. You'’re
two hours behind schedule.

You don'’t have a safecracker

because somebody
somewhere took him out.

You'’re gonna get caught.

Dominique, listen to me.

Prison is full of people
who should have left sooner.

You can still get out.

[grunts]

[thud]

[thud]

[Spud on radio] Found a bag.

I think it belongs
to our missing guest.

-[static on radio]
-["Cha-Cha Slide" playing
on radio]

Check.

♪ We'’re gonna get funky ♪

♪ Funky

What now?

♪ Clap, clap, clap
Clap your hands ♪

-Spud! Change the channel!
-[Dominique] Hey!

[gunman 1] It'’s on
every channel.

What do you want me to do?

♪ To the left
Take it back now, y'’all ♪

♪ One hop this time
Right foot, let'’s stomp ♪

♪ Left foot, let'’s stomp
Cha-cha real smooth ♪

[both grunting]

♪ Turn it out

♪ To the left

♪ Take it back now, y'’all ♪

♪ One hop this time
Right foot, let'’s stomp ♪

♪ Left foot, let'’s stomp
Cha-cha now, y'’all ♪

♪ Now it'’s time to get funky ♪

♪ To the right now
Take it back now, y'’all ♪

[Trae] Check the channel!

Whoever this is,
this is super funny.

I hate this song.

♪ ...two stomps

♪ Slide to the left

[both grunting]

♪ Crisscross

♪ Crisscross

♪ Cha-cha real smooth

♪ Let'’s go to work ♪

♪ To the left

[both screaming]

♪ Two hops this time
Two hops this time ♪

♪ Right foot, two stomps
Left foot, two stomps ♪

♪ Hands on your knees
♪ Hands on your knees

♪ Get funky with it

♪ Ah, yeah

♪ Come on
Cha-cha now, y'’all ♪

I am not leaving
without the goods!

-You need to think past today.
-I can'’t go back to prison.

♪ Take it back now, y'’all ♪

♪ Five hops this time

The lawyer'’s right.

♪ Left foot, let'’s stomp ♪

Let'’s go.

[guests screaming]

[people screaming]

[guests crying]

♪ Everybody clap your hands

We are finishing the job.

Is that clear?

-[guests screaming]
-[switch clicks, music stops]

You don'’t know
what you'’re doing.

Well, lucky for me, I got you.

And since you know
all about vaults,

you'’re gonna open it for me.

Now!

[guests whimpering, crying]

You know what?

How about we get one
of your little friends

to come with us?

Not you!

You, get up!

[Colin grunts, whimpers]

It'’s gonna be okay.

♪ Get funky with it

♪ Get down now, y'’all ♪

♪ Come on, come on
Cha-cha now, y'’all ♪

[music stops]

-[Jeremy] No, no, no. Please.
-[Spud] Move. Move. Shut up.

Faith Mitchell.

Come down with your hands up
or Jeremy will die.

You hear me?

Get your hands off my son.

Easiest case of my life.

Gunman was still in the house.
Confessed on the spot.

It'’s all in here.

Nice work.
Just put it on my desk.

[grunts]

[grunts]

Get me Amanda Wagner.

Now.

And find Ormewood and Polaski.

[Colin struggling, panting]

-Can you open it?
-Don'’t hurt the kid.

[Colin grunts]

I'’ve got this, all right?

It'’s a dial lock.

Okay.

This mechanism,
it'’s just like an engine.

It'’s a series of gears.

-[chattering on radio]
-[Angie] You got a minute?

-Yeah. Any ID on the owners?
-No, not really.

There'’s a shell corporation
listed

on the deed and that'’s about it.

-I don'’t like how quiet it is.
-Yeah.

Look, I think there'’s a way to
get in through the root cellar.

A few years ago
a contractor was hired

to seal it off
but the city stopped it.

No one'’s going in there
until we make contact

with someone inside.

-Where'’s Ormewood?
-There are four gunmen.

We can take the house.

Answer the question, Polaski.

He'’s on a scout.

Fifty hostages
leaves too much room for error

and I don'’t want to put
any of our people in danger.

-Do you understand?
-The perimeter'’s clear

and the windows are shuttered
from the outside.

I think a small team
could breach '’em.

Sending anyone in there blindly
right now is too much of a risk.

So what are we gonna do?

You want me to knock
on the front door

and tell them the cops are here?

Amanda, I know.

I know it'’s against procedure,
but it'’s Will and Faith.

[Jeremy sighs]

Can I help?

You wanna help?
You can go back to college.

Do you really want this
to be our last conversation?

Jeremy, no.

Listen, I don'’t care
if you go to college, okay?

I just want you to have
a better life than I did.

Yeah. I don'’t know, Mom.

I mean, you'’re setting
the bar pretty high.

Are you sure there'’s
nothing I can do?

Look, if things get really bad,
press this button.

Well, what is it for?

I hope you don'’t
have to find out.

[metal clatters]

[Will exhales]

-[Jack] You bitch!
-[Anna] No, stop.

[Jack] You think
you can get away?

[Anna] No, stop.

You don'’t know
what you'’re doing, do you?

You have a terrible timing,
you know that?

-Shut up.
-[footsteps approaching]

The GBI agent and her son
are in the liquor cage.

What do you want me to do?

If you want this vault open,
you'’ll leave them alive.

Fine.

-Hurry up.
-Look, it takes time.

If I trigger the secondary
locking system, we'’re done.

Then don'’t.

[Will] Need to get
deep enough to...

see the wheel packs.

-[metal clangs]
-What the hell was that?

It'’s nothing.

It'’s fine.

You triggered the secondary
locking system,

didn'’t you?

No, I didn'’t.

You think I'’m stupid?

Take care of the GBI agent

and tell Mookie to shoot
anything that moves.

Look!

Hey, if you kill her,

they will put a needle
in your arm, all right?

It'’s a bad situation.
You'’re only making it worse.

Do you want to get in
this vault or not, huh?

[Jeremy] She'’s coming,
Mom. Hurry.

[footsteps approaching]

Guess what?

Time to die.

-So, who'’s first?
-Jeremy, press the button.

-Press the button.
-I did.

[Roomba chimes]

[gunshots]

[Faith grunts]

[Spud grunting]

What the hell was that?

I told you not to touch her.

Okay?

I can still get in this vault,

but I need to know
that she'’s alive.

You'’re not in control
here anymore.

You had your chance.

Shoot the kid.

Make him watch.

-No. Hey. Don'’t!
-No! Please!

Do not! Wait! Wait!

Just wait a minute, okay?

I can still do this!

Just give me a few seconds!

[Anna] Jack. Jack.

Okay. Hey, do not touch him!

Leave the kid alone!

Just stop!
Put the gun down! Please!

-[Young Will] Leave her alone,
Jack!
-[Will] Leave her alone, Jack!

I'’m so sorry.

I didn'’t think he'd--
Please don'’t die.

[gunshot]

[Trae screams]

[Trae grunting]

[people chattering]

Living room secure.

Mitchell, your arm.
Let'’s get an EMT.

I am fine.

There'’s one more in the kitchen.
She'’s been neutralized.

Where'’s Will?

[Will] Hey.

[Colin groaning]

It'’s okay.

-It'’s all right.
-[Colin panting]

Basement'’s secure.

[dispatch] Roger,
basement secured.

Hey.

It'’s over.

-"Cha-Cha Slide," huh?
-[chuckles]

-It'’s a crowd favorite.
-Mmm.

So much better
than the Electric Slide.

Oh, no question.

How are you two doing?

Well, we got the bad guys.

That'’s not what I meant.

How'’s the arm?

-We got the bad guys.
-Wow.

You two really are partners.

Anything good inside that vault?

Sixty kilos of cocaine.

It turns out
the home was owned by

a narcotics kingpin,
Alexei Erastova.

He was using the venue
to hide in plain sight.

We'’re drawing up the papers
for his arrest right now.

And the three surviving thieves,

they'’re going away
for a long time.

Nice work, Mitchell.

Nice work, Trent.

Hey. No more weddings.

Okay. I'’m gonna go get
pancakes with my son.

Mandy, you should
come over this weekend.

If you want to.

I'’d like that.

[Angie] You ready to go?

Go where?

Your house.

I don'’t want you to be
alone right now.

I'’ll take the couch.

[Faith] You doing all right?

[Jeremy inhales]

Yeah.

Um...

So, what happened between you
and that guy upstairs?

He found out that...

that, Jeremy, you are
the most important thing

in this world to me.

So, what about the Roomba?

Is that, like, my little brother
or something now?

[both laugh]

Little sister.

And yeah,
we actually want to know

about this new job of yours.

And you'’re not gonna get mad?

I don'’t know yet.

Well, it'’s at this really cool
recording studio in Midtown,

and I'’m working
with major artists.

I'’m learning so much, Mom.

I'’m taking meetings
with producers.

I got benefits.

Like, it'’s legit.

You'’re lighting up.

-It'’s nice.
-But?

No buts. Keep talking.
I wanna hear more.

Okay. Well, I got a meeting
with another producer next week.

I'’m telling you, Mom,
I'’m gonna make you proud.

[chuckles]

When'’s the last time
you bought pillowcases?

These go back to the '’90s.

Well, you know
I don'’t like change.

-Yeah.
-Look, um...

I'’m fine.

Okay? You don'’t have to do this.

After what you just went
through? Yes, I do.

[Will exhales]

It was like I was back
in some foster home.

Dangerous people
who shouldn'’t be in charge.

Yelling, threatening.

He was gonna kill that kid.

-But he didn'’t.
-Then he was gonna kill me.

I saw it happen.

All of it, in my mind.

-That'’s not what happened.
-I saw it.

That'’s not what happened, Will.

What happened
is that you kept everyone safe,

and then your friends came
to keep you safe.

I messed up.

The whole vault, the lock--

No. No.

They were gonna kill all of us.

[clears throat]

And then I'’d never see you
again, and that would...

that would kill me twice.

It'’s over.

You'’re not there anymore.
You'’re right here.

You'’re right here with me.

[Will exhales]

I know we had a good reason
for breaking up.

I can'’t even remember
what it was.

[chuckles]

Me neither.