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[BUS BRAKES SQUEAL, HISS]

[BUS DOORS OPEN]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Oh, hi. I'm here about the leak.

It all seems quite clear. Thanks.

I-I'd like to check, if that's okay.

Could I see some ID?

Sure.

Why did you come back here?

I forgot something.

What was in France?

Oh, you know, French people, baguettes.

Do you really think this is the
right moment for cheeky banter?

- [SCOFFS]
- [RIVER] I need to speak with my grandfather

before you debrief us, okay?

And you need to promise to protect him.

If you do that, I'll answer
everything you have, okay?

Why wouldn't we protect
him? What's he done?

- Can you guarantee all that?
- Where is he?

Give me your word.

We're taking you to the Park.

- You're in no position to make demands.
- Okay, fine.

[FLYTE SIGHS]

[SCOFFS]

[CAR DOORS OPENING]

[CAR DOORS CLOSING]

[MOLLY] Who are you?

Oh, sorry, forgetting my
manners. Frank Harkness.

Although, you know me by another name.

Mitch Philpott.

I'm not the real Mitch
Philpott, obviously.

No, he died a couple of years
ago, you didn't know that, Molly.

But I brought him back from the dead

to have a little chat
with you last week,

and you were so happy to talk
to someone from the old days.

It was kind of pathetic.

You wanted to get in touch with
David Cartwright and Sam Chapman,

needed their addresses.

Yeah.

We spoke about old ops.

You had all the details,
which makes you ex-CIA.

Mm-hmm.

What?

If I'm not back at the Park within
an hour, they'll come looking.

No, they won't. No one
will miss you, Molly.

That's why I picked you.

You built your own dungeon
and you shut everyone out.

What do you want?

Okay, good.

Person of interest has
just been picked up.

I need to know where
the Dogs are taking him.

Presumably to the Park. You
don't need me to tell you that.

No, that's true, Molly, I don't.

But if you give me your
fingerprint and your access codes,

I can then work my magic
and track their journey.

Maybe say "hello," on the way

before they get swallowed
up by the machine.

I'm more of a hard-copy girl.

But you still have access codes
to the Park's computer systems.

I don't use them, so
I don't remember them.

Oh, come on, don't do yourself
down, Molly. You remember everything.

That's why you're in
charge of the archive.

My powers of recall
aren't what they were.

Oh, o-okay.

Okay.

I can always cut off your finger, yeah?

Lay it on the keypad and take
out an eye to jog your memory.

And fuck it, if you're
gonna be an asshole about it,

I can saw through your remaining leg.

- [BREATHES SHAKILY]
- Even you up a little.

So, what do you say?

[BREATHES SHAKILY]

What do you say?

["STRANGE GAME" PLAYING]

[RADIO CHATTER]

Do you... Do you have to do that? Right.

- Does he have to do this?
- You've been pretty elusive, so, yes.

[FLYTE] This is Robert Winters and
the guy whose face you blew off.

Where did you get this?

I told you, I'm not saying anything

until I've spoken to my grandfather.

- Are you trying not to incriminate him?
- [SNIFFS]

What if the two other
people in this photo

are planning a second Westacres?

If there's any information you withhold,

which means we don't stop
them setting off another bomb,

- that's on you.
- Westacres was a one-off. I think.

Well, that's comforting.

Shall I take the
official threat level down

a few notches based on this hunch?

Look, this is good for you, isn't
it? You get to bring us both in.

So, just give me five
minutes. That's all I want.

Okay. You'll have your five minutes.

Thank you.

Where is he?

- Catherine Standish's.
- [SCOFFS] Jesus Christ.

Lamb already tried that
one. He's not there.

What?

- [LINE RINGING]
- [FLYTE CLEARS THROAT]

What?

I've got River Cartwright.
He was at his grandfather's.

Why?

Well, he won't say.

Well, what is he saying?

Nothing. Just wants to
talk to his grandfather.

[SCOFFS] Who doesn't?
How's that going by the way?

[SIGHS] Someone set off the fire
alarm. When my guys got in, he'd gone.

I've got people combing
through CCTV now.

[DIANA] Did River have the
Lockhead passport on him?

- Yes.
- Bring it to me.

Once you've taken him
down to the basement.

[FLYTE] Should be logged first.

Just bring it to me.
I will take care of it.

[LINE BEEPING]

Where is he?

Shut up.

- Does Lamb have him?
- Shut up.

And why didn't you tell
her about the photograph?

Shut up!

[SIGHS]

[DAVID] Let me out.

- [CATHERINE] It's all right, David.
- [DAVID] You have to let me out.

You work for me, you do as I tell you.

You retired years ago, you daft sod.

And I quit working for
you well before then.

Now, who'd you send guns
and money to in France?

Fuck off, Lamb. I don't
answer to you or to him.

- To who?
- [BREATHES SHAKILY] Mmm?

Whoever's in France.

- Take me to First Desk.
- No.

[CATHERINE] Are we going
back to Slough House?

No!

- Where are you taking me?
- Just sit back and shut up!

[SHIRLEY] Should've got a taxi.

What's the hurry?

Just 'cause you can't afford it.

How much did you get for that gun?

What the fuck? Thanks.

You sold a gun?

I borrowed some money
against a gun, yeah.

But I'm getting it back.

From Dancer Blaine?

How do you know Dancer?

I ran an undercover gun op.

Well, tell her he's a good
guy. He doesn't sell to gangs.

What, just gentlemen collectors, is it?

- He doesn't sell to street gangs.
- [MARCUS] Thank you.

But he does sell to organized crime...

- [CHUCKLES]
- ... unlicensed bodyguards.

- Boutique arms dealer? Nice. Classy.
- [PHONE RINGING]

Uh, was all that coke
you snorted fair trade?

[SHIRLEY] Sorry, do you pay
tax on your gambling winnings?

Hello?

[PARENT] You left a
message about my son.

- [SHIRLEY, MARCUS CLAMORING]
- Oh, hi... Um... [CLICKS TONGUE] Sorry.

Guys, shut up! Guys, shut
up. It's River's mother.

- Muppet.
- [LOUISA] Sorry.

[PARENT] You said something
had happened to him.

Yeah, yeah. [CLICKS TONGUE]
Uh, there was...

there was an incident
at your father's house.

And someone... someone
tried to hurt him.

And there was a body which
was misidentified as River.

How the hell did someone get that wrong?

You-You're probably
wondering how your father is?

Oh, not really.

Okay, well, he's... he's missing,

and River is in the field,
we've lost contact with him.

Would you like me to call you if
there's any news about your father?

No, no. We haven't spoken in years.

When you see River, remind him I exist.

[LINE BEEPING]

[SHIRLEY] Well?

That family, what a car crash.

[KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING]

[MOIRA CLEARS THROAT] You called.

[SIGHS] When you were over at the Park,

you were sent the police duty
logs for the surrounding area.

[COMPUTER CHIMES]

Acknowledge.

Uh, yes. Sorry. Right.
[STAMMERS] Duty logs.

Um, well, that's not usually
anything very interesting.

The odd drunk, pickpockets,
occasional mugging.

And curb-crawling over by
the old industrial estate.

- Ah, yes. Poor souls.
- [COMPUTER CHIMES]

I know. I pity the man
who has to pay for sex.

I was referring to the prostitutes.

This report came in a couple
of weeks before you were moved.

Does that strike you as a regular name?

"Galahad." Yes, I remember thinking,

not very knightly behavior. [CHUCKLES]

And do you think that's
someone's real name?

Well, it's certainly
a very unusual name.

It's a Met code name for
someone who works at the Park.

Who?

[CHUCKLES] Well, you need
next-level genius for that.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Right.

Well, where am I gonna
find such a genius?

Relax. Ho's here.

[KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING]

[COMPUTER MOUSE CLICKING]

Oh, my God. Him?

Yeah. He is why you're here.

Because he likes the ladies...

- [DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
- ... of the night.

[LOUISA] Meeting.

Upstairs now.

- [RODDY] Who put you in charge?
- [LOUISA] Circumstances.

[RODDY] Ain't nothing without me.

Right, so what do we... what do we know?

That I should be leading the meeting?

What are we doing here?

Right. We've got agents in the field,

so let's... let's work out a
way that we can support them.

Great help, Coe.

It helps him block things out.

Coe, seriously, do you think
you could try and be in the room?

There's nothing going on in
this room. We can't help anyone.

This is a D-list unit with
no unifying sense of purpose.

Everyone here has checked
out and been written off.

Well, speak for yourself.

He knows what he's talking
about. He was in psych eval.

Psychological evaluation.

I might be a Slow Horse, but
I can decipher abbreviations.

And that is a bullshit unit.

- [INHALES SHARPLY]
- You have anger and intimacy issues,

you can't work in a team,

but nor will you take
personal responsibility.

You channel your own self-loathing
into criticizing Marcus's gambling.

[CHUCKLES]

You're a deeply unhappy person.

Nutshell.

Okay, fuck this, fuck this.

I am not gonna sit around

waiting for more bodies to
drop, so let's circle back.

What do we know about the man
that tried to kill Chapman?

What? You mean this stone-cold legend?

[LOUISA] Oh, my God. Ho, seriously?

[MARCUS] Think you
could take him, do you?

- [RODDY CHUCKLES]
- He'd slice through you

like piss through snow.

[LOUISA] Instead of making
GIFs to tease Marcus,

you could try and track him down
before he tries to kill Chapman again.

Well, he was pretty injured, so
we could check at the hospitals.

Well, he's not gonna
go to a hospital, is he?

He won't want to be on any systems.

- He'll be with a backstreet doctor.
- Yeah, that's true.

And they're not gonna have
an online booking system.

[INHALES SHARPLY] So,
there's no way of checking.

[MOIRA] There is actually.

Backstreet doctors have
usually been struck off.

We have a database which we share
with agents going undercover,

in case they need them.

Fucking hell, you
actually do have a use.

Okay. Do you have
access to that database?

No.

Great.

But I can make some calls.

[CLAUDE] Come.

River Cartwright is incoming.

Good. That's good. P-Please take a seat.

Uh, good. Yes. Uh...
Uh, good, that's good.

Um, turns out that passport's
actually made a few journeys.

Yeah, back and forth from France.

Uh, I meant before that actually.

Giti's just heard back from Interpol

and the individual European
intelligence agencies.

And she brought me this.

- Mm-hmm.
- See that there? Right.

So in June, uh, 2014, he was in
Munich, same time as a car bomb

killed a high-ranking member of
the Chechen intelligence service.

Uh, then he was in Paris. And...

- [SCREEN BEEPING]
- [ELECTRONIC VOICE] Signal disconnected.

- [CLICKS TONGUE] That's annoying. Damn.
- Signal disconnected.

- I don't know what's going on here.
- It doesn't matter. I...

I know it doesn't matter. I just...
I'd like to get these things...

Hold on for two seconds
'cause there's a cable,

and we can actually link it
up if I get the... Oh, fu...

I actually don't know
how that links up at all.

No, Claude, it... it
really doesn't matter.

All right. Well, look, you can
actually look at the computer...

Claude, I know where these cities are.

I do not need a PowerPoint presentation.

Okay. Sure. Got it.

- So, he was in Paris in February of 2015...
- [SIGHS]

... Palestinian human
rights lawyer poisoned.

And then, in Stockholm, in
March of 2017, blah blah-di blah,

a member of the Albanian Mafia drowned.

Yeah, so one of our IDs is
being used by a death squad.

Two of our IDs actually.

Robert Winters was at
both of those locations.

- So... [STAMMERS, SIGHS] Oh, fuck.
- Yes?

As you know, my... my
brief is to activate

accountability and accessibility,

that's the triple-A promise.

But now, uh, reviewing the
current situation in the round,

uh, my position has shifted somewhat
to fuck-that-completely. Fuck it.

This whole thing needs to
be locked in a concrete box

and dropped in the middle of the ocean.

And what about Giti?

Potential whistleblower.

She needs to be put in a
fucking concrete box and all.

- Hmm.
- That sounded awful. I didn't mean that...

I don't want any harm to
come to Giti obviously.

Yeah.

She's signed the Official
Secrets Act, hasn't she?

So she's gonna keep her mouth shut

if she values her job,
and she bloody well does.

Hmm. We need to talk to her.

That's a good idea. We should.

But what are we going to
do about the Cartwrights?

We need to find out who pulled
the trigger in that bathroom.

Keeping that person out of jail

will buy us everlasting
silence from both of them.

Everlasting silence sounds
really good around now. [CHUCKLES]

- Yeah.
- Yeah. [SIGHS]

- Um...
- [SIGHS]

[KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING]

[FRANK] Well, thank you,
Molly. You can keep your leg.

[RIVER] So, obviously
you don't trust Taverner.

We have that in common.

I presume you didn't tell
her about the photograph

because you know she'll
have it destroyed, right?

Brilliant. Now who's being silent.

I left the Met because
I was picky about things

like competence and corruption.

Thought MI5 would be different.

And every fucker I've
met in the last 24 hours

has dicked me around.

You, Lamb, Taverner, you
all have your own agenda.

Don't put me in the same
bracket as Taverner...

- I'm supposed to fall in line...
- ... or Lamb.

... with whatever the
mighty spooks want.

Look, maybe my actions have
been hard to understand.

Faking your own death,
hiding your grandfather,

shooting the face off a corpse.

Okay, if you're gonna do the list thing,

then that's gonna make it sound worse.

That's very clever.

All I've been trying to do is
protect my grandfather. That's it.

And how's that going?

Look, two people in that
photograph are trying to kill him,

and I don't know where he is,

and now you've handcuffed
me to a car door.

How's that helping?

So you have to find him
and you have to stop them.

Do you think it's appealing that
the only time you open up to me

is to give me orders?

Do you think it's appealing when
you handcuff me to a car door?

Just get the photograph out there. Now.

Why are these men trying to kill him?

- That's between me and him initially.
- Oh.

All right, so we're
back to hidden agendas.

Look, you said to me before that
if there was another Westacres,

that would be on me.

Well, if my grandfather
dies, that's gonna be on you.

[SIGHS]

Giti, I've just sent you a photo.

Find out who's in it. Take it to Whelan.

How can you be sure she's
gonna give it to Whelan?

Because I copied him in.

[SCOFFS]

Thank you.

- [DAVID] I need to talk to First Desk.
- [CATHERINE] Where are we, Jackson?

- I need to speak to First Desk.
- [SIGHS]

- Wait.
- [CATHERINE] Yes.

- [DAVID] Wait.
- [CATHERINE] Jackson.

Well, what are we doing here?
[STAMMERS] Are we waiting for someone?

He created the cold body
that blew up Westacres.

I need to find out who
he gave it to and why.

Well, he's only going
to open up to First Desk.

He'll open up to me.

What, you're going to interrogate him?

Come on, you make it sound so
brutal. I'm not gonna hurt him.

I'm probably not gonna hurt him.

Come on, David. Let's,
uh, stretch our legs, eh?

It's good to get a bit of quiet.

I mean, you've had a
hell of a couple of days.

Why have you brought me here?

Hmm?

Why have you brought me to Rose?

Well, you won't answer to
me. You can answer to her.

She doesn't know.

[JACKSON] Doesn't know what?

That a bunch of innocent
shoppers got blown to pieces

because of what you did and
then you shot her grandson?

I didn't shoot River.

I shot somebody else, somebody
pretending to be River.

No, no, I thought it was
River. That's what you said.

Jackson, no.

No, I... [BREATHES SHAKILY]

[CRYING] I shot River.

- No, you didn't.
- Yes, he did. He knows he did.

- I killed him.
- [JACKSON] You used to get people

- to do your killing for you, David.
- [WHIMPERS]

How's it feel to finally
get your hands dirty?

[STAMMERS] It must be tough though.

I mean, killing a loved one, I don't
know how you can live with that.

- [CATHERINE] David...
- They're probably up there

looking down and wondering
why you didn't blow

your own brains out in that bathroom

once you realized what you did.

Look, stop it. You're torturing him.

Yeah, I know. And it
feels fucking great.

David.

[BREATHING SHAKILY]

I did it for her. It was all for her.

Yes, for Rose.

For our daughter.

Your daughter?

I don't u...

What, the... the girl in
France, she was your daughter?

Yeah, he took her from us.

He's a fucking monster.

David. What was his name, David?

He was a fucking monster.

Who? David.

What was the name of the monster?

Harkness. Frank Harkness.

[CATHERINE] What made him a monster?

[CHUCKLES] Preemptive
assassinations, that was his thing.

Who did he want to kill?

Oh, he brought us a
list, a list of targets.

People who deserved to die.

Yes, he... he wanted to create
a deniable assassination squad.

Killers raised from birth.

[CHUCKLING] He was completely
mad. We sent him away.

And then what? You said he... he
took her. You mean he kidnapped her?

No, she wanted to be with him.
I couldn't let that happen.

I... I wanted to get her away from him.

And that's why he targeted
her. [BREATHES SHAKILY]

I had to give him what he wanted,
you see, in order to get her back...

get her back for... for me, for Rose.

I lied. I-I didn't tell
her anything about it.

[SIGHS] I didn't tell anybody anything.

Well, then, if you
gave him what he wanted,

why is he after you now?

Because David can link him to Westacres,

and anyone who knows that
connection is on their kill list.

Well, then we have to get him to
the Park. He's not safe out here.

Well, you... you promised
River you'd look after him.

I'm not sure the Park is
the best place to hide.

They don't wanna be
linked to Westacres either.

They'd rather he died in that bathroom.

So, what do I do? [STAMMERS]

Well, for a start, you
can tell him River's alive.

[SCOFFS] Not that the
poor bastard will remember.

Oh, David, come on.
It's getting a bit cold.

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Did he give up Cartwright?

I've got Chapman's phone.
Cartwright might call.

Molly, Patrice. Patrice, Molly.

Oh, I know, I know, I know.

Names and faces, names and faces,

makes you think I'm gonna kill
you when I've got what I want.

The thing is, though, Molly,
I do need to send a message

and you're gonna help me with that.

Chapman was an old friend
of this guy, Jackson Lamb.

So, any of this crew the
ones that came to his rescue?

Lamb was driving.

And these two were there.

So that unit that got the better of
you is for shitheels and burnouts.

What's the matter?

I failed you. I should be punished.

I'm not gonna punish you for
taking so long to kill an old man.

[WHIMPERS]

But I will punish you
for self-indulgence.

I don't need you staring at
your shoes waiting to be hit.

I need you on your toes ready to strike.

Fucking look me in the fucking eyes.

It's you and me. We're
the only ones left.

And if I'd had to choose one
to save, it would've been you.

So you channel your grief
and your shame and your rage,

and we will put this
right. We'll build again.

[IN FRENCH] No better friend...

[BOTH] ... no worse enemy.

[IN ENGLISH] Okay. Go to your station.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[BEEPING]

[CLAUDE] Here we go. Showtime.

[STAMMERS] I'll let you handle this.

That's very gracious of you.

[CLAUDE CLEARS THROAT]

- Hi, Giti.
- [STAMMERS] I've done it.

Yes, I saw you collated the
movements of the cold bodies.

No, I-I meant the photo.

What photo?

The one that Emma Flyte
sent me and First Desk.

Oh, Jesus Christ. How the
hell do I get this off here?

[STAMMERS] You can't.

- I didn't know anything about this...
- Can someone please show me this photo?

Yes, of course. Uh, do you
have a screen I can link up to?

No.

It shows the Westacres bomber

and the man who used the
Adam Lockhead cold body,

with two other men. Another
cold body there, Paul Wayne.

Fucking brilliant. A hat trick.

And who is this one?

[GITI] Frank Harkness,
ex-Special Forces, ex-CIA.

Discharged for disobedience,
embezzlement, weapons theft and torture.

Well done, Giti. Get their
descriptions out there.

If they're in the country,
we need to bring them in.

Yes.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

We don't have a concrete box
big enough for this, do we?

No, we don't.

[REFUSE COLLECTOR GRUNTING]

[PATRICE GRUNTS]

[DRIVER GRUNTING]

[TRUCK DOOR CLOSES]

[FRANK] Good boy.

[CHUCKLES] Good boy.

[RODDY] I've checked Moira's
list of struck-off doctors.

One of them died earlier today.

Suspiciously?

Fell down the stairs.

I checked the CCTV footage
at either end of the street.

Guy walks in looking
like he was hit by a taxi.

He walks out looking like he's had
some very high-quality painkillers.

- [LOUISA] Hmm.
- Is that your guy?

Jesus Christ, he's barely limping.

Dislocated his hip. He should
be passed out from the pain.

He's a fucking Terminator.

What? He's a shape-shifter
made of liquid metal?

That's the T-1000. I'm
saying he's more like T-800.

Fucking hell, Longridge. I
can't even look at you right now.

- [LOUISA] Yeah, I can't be in this room.
- I'm not ashamed. It's a great franchise.

[RODDY] Dogs have got River, by the way.

Picked him up at his
grandfather's house.

Why didn't you just tell
me that straightaway?

What were you gonna do about
it? Look, Cartwright's safe.

- Cross him off your worry list.
- [LOUISA] Idiot.

Although, they'll probably
throw him out for good

for all the trouble he's caused.

[MARCUS] All right,
could you pull that up?

[LINE RINGING]

- [PHONE RINGING]
- [GRUNTING]

[CATHERINE] Oh.

- Um, just gonna...
- Yeah?

[LOUISA] River's back,
the Dogs have him.

Jesus Christ. I gave him all
that cover and he lasted a day.

Well, at least he's safe.

Chapman might not be though.

The guy that tried to
kill him is still around.

How do you know?

Ho found him heading
into a backstreet doctor

who he killed after getting treatment.

Listen, Standish is bringing
David back to Slough House.

Lock him down and do
not let the Park know.

Here, you drive. You
can drop me at the tube.

Why aren't you coming with us?

[SIGHS] Chapman didn't check in.

[LOUISA] He's bringing David back.

Shouldn't he take him to the Park?

[LOUISA] Apparently not.

[MARCUS CHUCKLES]

Oi!

[COMPUTER CHIMES]

[JK] Who are you talking to?

Kim. Smoking hot chat. She just...

She just, like, gets me, you know?

That's a bot.

[SCOFFS] What?

- [JK] That's a bot.
- [COMPUTER CHIMES]

I used to provide behavior
analysis for these kind of programs.

They tell you what you want to hear...

manipulate you... for scams.

Only a small percentage
of people are duped.

- But it's enough...
- Just fuck off, all right.

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

[FRANK] Three minutes.

[RIVER] Sorry about before, by the way.

Giving you guys the
runaround at St. Pancras.

You actually got quite close.

You're not bad for a Slow Horse.

Right. So I'm the middle rank of
the shittiest group. That's nice.

I'd love to stay and chat, but I
have an urgent appointment to get to.

You've been very helpful, but
you've outlived your purpose.

Hey, that's what your bosses
at the Park must say too, right?

Just get on with it.

Oh, gladly. Like I
say, I'm in a hurry too.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Well, goodbye, Molly.

Nothing personal, strictly business.

But I need to send a message.

[BANG]

- [FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING]
- [BREATHING SHAKILY]

[SHAKY BREATHING CONTINUES]

[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]

Lamb's a tricky bastard.

Annoyingly, when he actually
gets up off his arse,

he's... he's quite hard to beat.

What's he like as a boss?

- Terrible. [CHUCKLES]
- He doesn't strike me as...

- [TIRES SCREECH]
- [CRASH]

- [CAR ALARMS SOUNDING]
- [GASPING]

- [RIVER] Shit.
- [PEOPLE ON STREET CLAMORING]

- [CAR HORNS HONKING]
- [BREATHING SHAKILY]

We need to move.

- Turn the fucking car around now!
- Do it.

[RIVER] Move, move, move, move. Come on.

It's blocked.

[FLYTE] Oh, shit.

We're stuck.

[FLYTE] Call for backup.
We need backup now.

- Shit. Get me out of these fucking cuffs.
- [FLYTE] No, don't get out of the car.

- Fucking give me the keys!
- Stay in the car. [GRUNTS]

[SOUND DISTORTING]

- [GROANS] Shit.
- [CLAMORING CONTINUES]

- [GUNFIRE]
- Fucker!

- Shut the door. Shut the door. Shut the...
- [CAR BEEPING]

[GRUNTS] His fucking leg's in the way.

- [SCREAMS] Fuck!
- [RIVER GROANS] Shit!

- Push him out. Push him out.
- [FLYTE] I am. I am.

[GROANING]

Fuck!

[GUNFIRE CONTINUES]

- [GRUNTS]
- [GASPS, PANTING]

[SCREAMS, GASPS, PANTING]

Get out there and fucking
shoot him for fuck's sake.

[RIVER, PATRICE GRUNTING]

[GUN CLICKS]

[SCREAMING, GRUNTING]

[ALL GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING CONTINUES]

[RIVER, FLYTE GRUNTING]

[RIVER COUGHS]

[GROANS, PANTING]

Fuck.

[PANTING]

- Keep still.
- Fuck you.

[GRUNTING, PANTING]

- [SOUND DISTORTING]
- [GRUNTS]

[CAR ALARM SOUNDING]

- [PATRICE] Get out!
- [RIVER GRUNTING]

Get the fuck out! Open the boot!

[RIVER] Just do it. Just do it.

Open the fucking boot!

Back off.

[GRUNTING, PANTING]

- [TRUNK DOOR CLOSES]
- [RIVER PANTING]

[CAR DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

- [RIVER BREATHING HEAVILY]
- [ENGINE REVS]

[HEAVY BREATHING CONTINUES]

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