MIRCrew
Buona visione
[tense music playing]
[man] It wakes you up in the morning.
[sirens wailing]
Rocks you to sleep at night.
[sirens continue]
It moves fast...
but slow at the same time.
It slithers and crawls into crevices unseen.
[indistinct radio chatter]
You still hunger for it...
even though it feeds you.
[indistinct radio chatter continues]
[man] You still thirst...
despite its promises to never run dry.
[siren blaring]
It's a drug.
If you're not vigilant...
it will take hold of you.
And then you realize you're no longer in the driver's seat.
Something else has taken control
and doesn't sleep.
Because once you've awakened it,
there ain't no turning back.
I keep asking myself how we ended up in this shit.
[guns cock]
Till I realize...
I never chose it.
I was born into it.
[indistinct chatter]
[captain] Alright, quiet down.
Okay, I'm gonna make this short and sweet.
You know I don't like to repeat myself so listen the first time.
We've identified the two main players.
This is Sterling Agholor...
[woman gasps]
[captain] ...aka Stone.
-Shut the fuck up! -He's the muscle.
Shut the fuck up! Don't fuckin' touch me!
-I told you I'd get your money. -Shut the fuck up!
[captain] Sterling is probably one of the most dangerous ones
of the group.
He has a well-known past of having
a very short temper.
And he's incredibly smart.
For some reason, all these guys seem to follow him.
He's the leader.
He works at Iron and Metal Construction Plaza.
He's the muscle.
Engineer by day, crime-breaking bastard by night.
His partner is Darius Whitehead.
aka Reach.
-[man grunts] -[gun cocks]
Hey! Sit down.
-Sit the fuck-- -[captain] At only 12 years old,
he was charged with illegal possession of a firearm.
The son of a bitch is a walking sniper.
In seven years of serving in the Army,
his hit rate never dropped below 93%.
-[indistinct chatter] -Darius is also the accountant.
When the sun is up, he works at Nitrous Corporations
under the financial management division.
He reads the room like a battlefield.
-He's the brains. -[Stone] Where's my money?!
-[man] It's in the bathroom! -[Stone] The bathroom?
[captain] These guys are very dirty.
You better pray to your God it's in the bathroom.
[captain] But they're extremely smart.
They calculate everything.
-And they move like animals. -[gunshot echoes]
Now, of course they couldn't possibly manage
to do everything on their own.
At times, they do have accomplices.
Leticia Lobos.
She has a pretty clean track record for the most part.
But evidence points to her and Sterling having past relations.
Jaire Pierce.
He served three years overseas.
He was dishonorably discharged.
Wait. Hold on. You wanna up the bet?
[captain] And then there's Ezekiel Wright.
He was discharged as well for fraudulent activity.
Sure you wanna do that?
-Let's do it. -Y'all don't know me.
-[captain] Detective Kipp. -[Kipp] Right.
Now Reach is the older brother to Stone.
The two are foster brothers.
Both grew up in the same foster home
since they were yay high.
Always been a handful of trouble.
Both went to juvie, then served five years apiece overseas.
Both been linked to over a dozen crimes and homicides.
Haven't been pinned for a single one.
What makes them so elusive is their unpredictability.
They're never in the same place at the same time.
They don't ride in the same car together, work together.
They don't even have lunch together.
The only time you might find them under the same roof
is when they're committing a crime
or visiting their foster mother,
Francess Pritchett down in Beaumont.
Francess is a retired nurse and caregiver.
She's the guardian angel of the neighborhood.
She takes in boys who have gotten off to a rough start
and raises them right.
Two of those boys? Whitehead and Agholor.
So at least a dozen homicides and not one's been pinned?
That's how goddamn good they are.
Whitehead came the closest to seeing time
for a bank robbery back in '09 but he beat it.
Agholor was linked to that same crime but he got off too.
Detective, the file says there are more brothers?
[captain] Like I said, Mama Pritchett
has taken in many boys over the years.
Only one of concern is Driscoll Buress.
Goes by Driss.
He's currently serving 15 years for second-degree murder.
[board of parole 1] Driscoll James Buress,
do you think the sentence you've served so far
fits your crime?
[Driss] Absolutely.
I feel deserved every second of it.
[captain] Eight years ago a bank robbery went left.
Driss was the only one that managed to get caught.
[board of parole 2] What guarantee do we have
that you will not re-offend, Mr. Buress?
That place is not meant for humans.
It's meant for animals.
I belong out there, doing honest work.
And following God.
[door lock buzzes]
[board of parole 3] Seems to me you've learned a lot
about yourself, Mr. Buress.
This process may move forward.
I hereby grant you release on parole.
The decision will be made final within the next 21 days.
Any bad behavior between now and then
will result in immediate dismissal of this grant.
-Therefore make good choices. -Oh, man.
[board of parole 3] Stay out of trouble, Mr. Buress.
It's good to see you.
-Missed you, man. -Missed you. Both of y'all.
-Yo, Ma. Look who we found. -[screams]
Mama!
[captain] More than likely,
this youngest brother is probably
the least of our worries.
He should be locked away for at least another two years.
Okay. Any questions, comments, concerns?
Good. Let's get to work.
[dramatic music playing]
[Stone] Dear God, we wanna thank you
for bringing us together again.
We ask that you bless this food,
these your gifts which we are about to receive
from thy bounty, through Christ, our Lord.
-Amen. -Amen.
-And God...
Thank you for the blessing of letting me see my family again.
[Stone] Did you see that?
It was a power move.
You see, Driss is letting me and Reach know
shit's about to change.
And there's a big-ass elephant in the room
that ain't nobody talkin' about.
You see, Driss did time for us.
[praying indistinctly]
-He took the rap. -Amen.
[Stone] And best believe he gonna want something in return.
What, man? Y'all look like y'all seen a ghost.
I'm telling you, 23 hours a day in a cell,
if you don't find God, he's gonna find you.
[Francess] Just happy to see you, baby.
Sterling, Darius,
tell your brother how work's been.
Hmm... Yeah, y'all workin'? Been busy? How's that goin'?
177 Yeah, it's been, um, it's been good.
Hmm.
-Sterling. -Hmm?
[Francess] How's work?
It's good.
Hmm.
I was thinking Sterling could get you a job
down at the construction yard.
No, I can't.
[tense music playing]
I mean, uh...
We just hired our last two workers yesterday.
Our openings just closed.
-Darius? -Hmm?
Alright.
Yeah, um...
I can look into a job at the mailroom.
-[Francess] That'd be great. -No, it won't.
Listen, Driss, not now.
Too early, a'ight? You just got out.
Alright? Take it slow.
Stay here for a couple weeks. Spend time with Ma.
Me and Reach gonna make sure you're good financially.
-Alright? -[Driss] Yup.
No need to rush into things.
-I got you. -Bet. Here.
Thank you, Mama, for looking out for me but...
I think these two right here, they know what kind of work
I'm trying to get into, so...
[Reach] Driss.
[Driss chuckles] What?
I thought those days were over.
-Ma, don't worry about it. -[Stone] Hey.
As much as I'd love to stay,
-I actually gotta head out. -[Reach] Yeah.
I gotta head out too, Ma.
Food was amazing. [exhales]
You don't have nothing to worry about.
Ma, trust me.
-Nothing to worry about. -Hey.
Like...
Stop running your damn mouth.
That's for you.
Use that to call your little ladies.
Glad you're finally home.
[chuckles] Take this with you.
-Hey. Stay out of trouble, man. -Alright.
I will. I appreciate you.
Hey, and, Driss, nothing dumb on that phone, man.
-A'ight? -I got you.
-A'ight. -Yeah.
-[Stone] Love you, Ma. -[door opens]
[Reach] You're gonna regret giving him that phone.
-[door closes] -[Stone] Maybe.
But at least it'll keep him occupied.
He gonna be too busy tryin' to get laid.
-[Driss] Yo! -What up, G?
[Driss] Y'all tell me.
Where are y'all goin'?
Can I ride with y'all?
Driss, man, we just said go in the house--
Nah. Fuck that, man.
I'm not tryin' to hear any of that.
[sighs] Look...
I met this guy inside
and he's sitting on loads.
Plus, he really looked out for me in there.
I told him about y'all and everything.
-And I think... -You did what?!
-...he'd do the same for you. -Hey.
-[Stone scoffs]
Whatchu talkin' about?
-Why would you do that? -Relax.
-Y'all can trust him. -Hey, talk to him, man.
Talk to your goofy-ass little brother.
Just trust me on this, bro.
-Hey. -What the fuck are you doin'?
Rule number one: don't underestimate anybody.
Two: don't compromise your brothers.
Three:
keep your mouth shut.
A'ight?
Lay low.
-I know y'all been busy. -We haven't.
-That's bullshit. -Driss, Driss, Driss. Hey.
Driss, go in the house. A'ight?
She ain't seen you in eight years, man. She miss you.
A'ight? Go spend time with her.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Alright. Alright. Yeah.
Go spend some time with her. Ain't shit about you change.
Go spend time with Ma.
You're a trip. [chuckles]
[tense music plays]
What?
He ain't been out in eight years.
No. No. We need to worry about what we got lined up.
We ain't got time to be rollin' around with Driss.
-He a liability. Do you? -I understand.
We can worry about that tomorrow.
Right now we need to remember what he did for us.
I know he's the reason we missed out on that money.
And I know even to this day that makes you sick.
He could've ratted us out, Stone.
And he didn't.
And for that, I think we owe him a little bit more respect.
So the least we can do is take him out
and show him a good time.
Just talk to him for a bit.
Instead of trying to act like none of this ever happened.
[Driss] Look, I messed up.
I get it. I'll make it up to you.
You know I'm good for it.
You know me.
It's not just about the money.
You almost got us killed.
We can't chance it again, Driss.
295 -We all we need. -[Driss] "We all we got."
"We all we need." [scoffs]
That's cute. That's real cute.
Y'all finishin' each other's sentences and shit.
300 Y'all don't need me anymore.
But I did time for us.
You did time for you, Driss.
[tense music plays]
You got caught.
You just didn't talk.
We can all agree that's something
we all wouldn't have done.
You know the rules about getting caught.
That's it.
We can't move like we used to when we was kids, little bro.
We love you always. You know that.
But now is not the time for you to run with us.
I think you know that too.
[Stone] They got eyes on you.
[inaudible]
Which means there will be eyes on us.
[tense music playing]
We gotta be smart.
Yeah.
Yeah, I hear you.
I hear you.
Driss.
I'll stay out of y'all's way.
Driss.
[engine starting]
[revving]
Driss.
[Stone] You see, on the surface...
it may have looked like all Driss wanted
was to roll with his brothers again,
but he wanted something else.
And whatever it was, we just killed it.
But if we knew what was coming next...
we probably wouldn't have did that shit.
[captain] What you got?
[Kipp] Both started off rough for sure.
Sterling's father, Stuart, had a bit of a mean streak.
Abused Sterling's mother for years.
Supposedly caught her cheating, couldn't take it,
and eventually was convicted of attempted murder
for almost beating her to death with a bat.
Yeah.
Father hangs himself in prison.
Just like a lot of domestic cases,
mother feels guilty for all this.
Turns to drugs and alcohol.
And you know what happens next.
Judge rules unfit for parenting
and she's forced to give up 10-year-old Sterling
for adoption.
On the other hand, Whitehead's mother
was strung out for years before ODing.
She died right in front of him when he was 11 years old.
Father was never in the picture.
I ran a series of background checks.
I got addresses for both their biological parents
and found this.
[solemn music playing]
Same zip code.
Apparently they both grew up in the same area.
It's probably how they ended up in the same adoption home.
This community had the highest rate of drug trafficking
and crime in the state.
Hence why they can't leave that shit alone.
It's instilled in them.
I don't get it.
They both have good jobs. They make good money.
I mean, why get involved in this shit?
I mean, look at the facts.
Parents died when they were kids.
Mothers both strung out on drugs.
Community's infested with crime.
I mean, the stats are kind of against them.
[captain] Who gives a damn.
They're responsible
for their own choices now.
No one's holding a gun to their head
and making them do this shit.
Make a copy of this file for me.
[Stone] Took a while before the cops knew
Driss was out of jail.
We had a connect on the inside
to deflect the intel.
But see, Driss figured that out.
He found out what we were doing.
And it's just like Driss to jump the gun.
That's what almost got us killed the last time.
He's always been a dog.
But eight years of maggot food turned him into a savage.
[Driss] Yo, Sully!
[speaking Russian]
[tense music playing]
[tires screeching]
[man] Boss.
You have job for me?
[Driss] It's the guys I was telling you about.
I know their next move.
[Sully] Let us see.
-Hey, hey. -[gun cocks]
Easy.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Driss] 6.6 million.
[Sully] Million?
Hmm.
[in Russian]
[reporter] Good afternoon. This is Channel 7 News.
Crime rates in the city have hit an all-time high.
-What up, Leo? -Hey, buddy!
Man, good to see you.
How are you doing, my friend?
Oh, before I forget.
Cedric brought some baklava
and some hummus.
[hip-hop music playing on radio]
♪ 'Cause I was tired of this shit ♪
♪ Now I pray for peace ♪
♪ I could feel the devil lurkin' ♪
♪ Highway to heaven, God, I know you see me swervin' ♪
[beeping]
♪ Overtime workin' Gotta text you from my... ♪
[Leo] I see you're still working out there, buddy, huh?
How do I look, huh? Been going to the gym.
-You see that? -[reporter] We can't...
-[Leo] I know you do. -...function as a society
if we're too scared to get on a bus
or too scared to get on a train, right?
And like we said the other day,
we do know there are a lot more guns out there...
-[hip-hop music playing] -What the hell is this?
[tense music playing]
[Leo] I don't even know what to do.
You should see my DMs, man.
You'd be jealous.
Hey. Hey!
What's good?
You lost?
[Sully] No.
I just like your car.
Have a good day.
[reporter 2] ...President Trump is doing what he can
with limited executive action behind him...
[Reach] What was that about?
Recognize his face?
You know him?
Nah.
But hey, look,
when are we gonna talk about that thing, man?
Let's do it tonight.
I gotta run by the office, handle some stuff.
A'ight. Let's do ten.
Don't have me waiting like you always do, man.
I got you.
I'm serious, Reach. Be on time.
[reporter 2] Yesterday, protesters
gathered outside City Hall
demanding the mayor
take more aggressive action.
The frustration? Palpable.
Citizens are tired of empty promises
while crime families continue
to run entire districts.
New York City Council remains divided.
Some members claim that Sheriff Boska's
being too aggressive in his approach
while others argue that the mayor's office
is refusing to acknowledge
how dire the situation has become.
[siren wailing]
[indistinct chatter]
Hey, Cap. Got the cars.
Make, model, color. Everything.
-Plates? -That's in there too.
-[captain] You bustin' my balls? -[man] Not at all.
Good work, Haas.
Hey, Sanchez, run these for me.
Find out everything you can.
About damn time we got something done around here.
Haas.
Run these to fourth floor for me.
-Yeah. -Thank you.
[dramatic music playing]
-[siren blaring from a distance] -[keyboard clacking]
Workin' late?
Yeah.
You know, I meant to ask you,
where did they have you stationed before here?
-They had me out in LaGardia. -LaGardia.
Just wasn't a lot going on out there.
Isn't everybody out there on the top 20 most wanted list?
It kinda seems like there's a lot going on out there.
Just wasn't worth it for me, man.
So come here and fuck up all of our fun?
What are you, keeping an eye out on us or something?
Right?
Whatever the real reason is that you're here,
I hope you find what you're looking for.
Yeah, me too.
I always do.
You guys still here?
Yeah, I was just about to take off.
You know he envies you, right?
He's been waiting on his promotion for months.
Just...
ease up.
I'll try.
Here. I need that back on my desk by tomorrow night.
Okay.
You callin' Ashton tonight?
[dramatic music plays]
I don't know.
I think you should.
I think it'd be good for you.
It's been a while now.
[line ringing]
Mom.
[captain] Hi, hon.
Hey.
How are you doin', kiddo?
[Ashton] Good. Um...
I just miss you. That's all.
I miss you too.
How are your brothers?
[Ashton] They're good. Uh...
Alec has his play at school tomorrow. Uh...
Adam has his soccer game coming up soon.
What?
528 [Ashton] Just talking to someone.
[man] Yeah? Who you talkin' to?
[tense music plays]
-[Ashton] No one. -[man] Give me the phone.
-[Ashton] Why? -[man] Let me see your phone.
That your mother? It's your mother, isn't it?
-Give me the phone. -Chris!
[Chris] Give me your phone.
What did I tell you about talking to her?
-[Ashton] She called me. -Chris!
She's not supposed to call.
Chris, give him the phone!
-I haven't seen her. -Do I have to block you
on every single phone in this house?
-He's my son! -No.
-I can talk to him. -When you make this family
a priority, then you can call me back.
-Chris! -I don't want her calling you.
-Chris, give him the phone! -Tell me when she calls here.
-Chris, get-- Let me talk-- -[line drops]
[phone clatters]
[somber music playing]
[door unlocking]
[metallic rattling]
Stone!
Yo!
Stone!
Be here at ten, huh?
Come on, man.
-[grunts] -[body thuds]
[garage door opens]
[indistinct chatter]
[conversing in Russian]
[Sully speaking Russian]
[grunts]
[coughs]
[in English] Move. Let's go. Let's go.
[tense music playing]
[groans]
[man speaking Russian]
[groans]
[panting]
[speaking Russian]
[man in English] That's good.
[in Russian]
Sto?
[in English] Boss, we have everything.
Come on! Let's go!
577 [tense music playing]
[grunting]
[grunts]
-[grunts] -[man] Drago. Drago!
[gunshots]
Shit! Shit!
[yells in Russian]
[grunts]
[Sully] Shoot! Shoot!
[shouting in Russian]
You let motherfuckers follow you?!
No! Did you?!
[yelling in Russian]
-[clamoring] -[gunfire]
They're getting in the fucking van!
-I got your six! -Come on!
Damn!
Shit!
-"Don't keep me waiting," huh? -Where's the money?
Reach, I swear to God, if our shit is gone, man!
Shit is gone. You supposed to be here at ten, motherfucker!
Shit! I never said I was goin' to be here at ten!
I said at ten. I stalled 'cause yo' bitch-ass is never on time!
-Now who the fuck is this?! -I don't know.
Shit! Chipped my damn tooth.
Did you see any other faces at least, Reach?
-Did I see any other faces? -Yes.
Did I see any other faces?
They were shootin' at us!
-Fuck do you mean? -Goddamn, bruh!
Shit!
You see this shit, man?
It's a Tamoto tattoo.
These motherfuckers are Russian.
What the hell is going on here, Stone?
Come on, man. Let's bleach this shit.
Man, let's get up out of here.
[Kipp] Forensics are predicting a robbery went bad.
[captain] Any prints?
-[Kipp] No. Nothing. -[indistinct radio chatter]
Everything's bleached.
What the hell happened?
My insurance is already through the roof!
I guess that's the owner.
Excuse me, ma'am. Do you work here?
Work? I own the place.
Good. I'm Detective Domingo. This is Detective Kipp.
Paula Kelly. Now what the hell happened?
[Domingo] I need you to listen to me carefully.
What I need from you is surveillance
from any cameras you might have
and information about whoever rents this unit from you.
I can tell you that right now.
It's those two brothers.
The friendliest guys in the world.
Wouldn't hurt a fly.
You know their names, ma'am?
[Mrs. Kelly] Yeah. Uh...
Let's see.
Sterling. Yes, Sterling.
And, uh--
-Is it Darius? -Yeah!
Uh... Darius! Sterling and Darius!
[Domingo] Thank you, ma'am. We'll be in touch.
[Kipp] Well, that's it. We got 'em, right?
[Domingo] Not even close.
They've seen this before.
They got out of it once. They'll get out of it again.
If we're gonna win, we gotta win big.
Let's go visit Mother.
[knocks on door]
Yes?
Francess Pritchett?
Yes.
I'm Detective Domingo.
This is Detective Haas.
Can we have a few minutes of your time, please?
[Hass] It's a nice home you got here.
Thank you.
We're comfortable.
It would seem that nurses
I guess make a little more than we thought, huh, Cap?
-[chuckles] -I'm sure she's had some help
along the way from her boys.
My finances are none of your business.
Is that what you came here for?
Talk about my mortgage?
When's the last time you saw your boys, Ms. Pritchett?
You'll have to be more specific.
-I have a lot of boys. -Darius and Sterling.
[tense music playing]
Sunday.
We try to have dinner together every Sunday night.
How very Norman Rockwell of you.
Look, what-what is it you wanna know?
We believe they were involved in a robbery
that took place at a storage facility.
My sons have nothing to do with a robbery.
We have reason to believe they were involved in a shooting
that left one man dead.
Okay, look.
I know what this is.
This isn't the first time my sons have been wrongly accused
of something because of the color of their skin.
I'm sorry, you're gonna have to pardon me
but I'm gonna ask you to leave.
We check our racism at the door in this house.
You done?
Francess.
We know who your boys are.
Now I understand you're just trying to protect your kids.
I get it.
Good moms try to protect their children.
But these are grown-ass men.
[tense music plays]
And you have a decision to make.
Here's my card.
I'll give you some time to think about it.
Oh, and, Francess...
are you familiar with the term "aiding and abetting"?
[music intensifies]
[buzzing]
[phone ringing]
What up, Ma?
[Francess] Did you and your brother...
[phone line breaking up]
What?
-Sterling! -[Stone] Ma!
-You gotta speak up. -I swear to God.
Ma, you gotta speak up! I can't hear you!
-[saw buzzing] -Ma, you still there?
Did you kill someone?
[suspenseful music playing]
-What? -Did you and your brother
kill someone?
Sterling, I swear to God.
You and your brother better clean this mess up.
I am not going down with you.
Do you understand?
-Ma! -I mean it.
Ma.
Ma, where are you getting this--
Ma? Ma!
[Domingo] Hey, Kipp, I need you to do something for me.
Forensics got a match on those prints.
A couple of Russians.
Yeah, do a background check
and see what they have in common with Agholor and Whitehead
and what the hell they were doing
at their storage facility that night.
We're headed back.
[Haas] Pissing off international ties?
Something tells me that's not their MO.
It's not.
It's too sloppy.
Whoever gave up Sterling and Darius' location
had to know them very well.
To cross them, they'd have to be
just as smart as they are.
So they gotta know that they have more than one location
to launder their cash.
Take out one location
so that the next drop has no choice but...
-to go to the other location. -Exactly.
Which means this next drop's gonna be something big.
These motherfuckers are planning a heist.
Yeah, it's Captain Domingo. Get me the commander.
[phone ringing]
So it's been crazy. Uh...
Uh... [smacks lips]
-Excuse me for a second. -Yeah.
Ma called you too?
[Stone] Yeah, just now.
I don't know, Reach.
I think she's gettin' scared, man.
She talking crazy.
Talking about she ain't going down for us.
Yeah, I know. She's just saying that
-to scare us. -Yeah, but this one ain't sound
like Ma, Reach.
She sounded real different on this phone call.
[Reach] Stone. Stone. Ma is not gonna give us up, a'ight?
761 We gotta make a move before the block gets hotter.
[Stone] This the last one, Reach.
After this one, it's over.
A'ight? I'm done with this shit, bro.
Yeah, I got you.
Meet back at my place tonight.
[sighs]
[dramatic music playing]
[doorbell dings]
[hip-hop music plays over stereo]
What's good with you?
What's good?
How you feelin'?
[Reach exhales]
Straight.
My jaw still tight, but I'm straight.
Why don't you get your little dentist friend
to come check it out for you?
She the little one, ain't she?
Oh, please, man. You know I'm done with her.
Yeah, right.
-Want a drink? -[sighs]
Yeah. What you got?
-Rum. -That's cool.
[drink pouring]
Drove by the storage this morning on the way to work.
788
Blue and yellow tape everywhere.
Then you know what we gotta do then.
It ain't our problem.
Not our problem?
What you mean "not our problem"?
I mean that it ain't our problem.
Hell is you talkin' about? How's that not our problem?
'Cause we gonna sit our asses still
and chill the fuck out till this blows over.
Dunno if you noticed but we back to square one.
You just said that the storage is covered in blue.
We lost 40% back there.
-Forty percent. -Are you listening to yourself?
Our only luck is to pray to God
that our prints ain't back there to bring us in.
This hit has been in the works for way too long.
-Reach. -We gotta make a move.
And we have leverage now.
What leverage are you talkin' about?
They expectin' us to lay low.
So if we pull this off the right way,
while the block is hot,
while blues are on our neck,
they'll never expect it.
Easy.
Why you so pressed for this?
Hmm?
You wiped out all your money or what?
[dramatic music playing]
Stone, I'm serious.
What, did you forget?
You know what this is about.
Three hundred foster kids in the city without a home.
Who's gonna pay for their tuition?
We got our way out.
What about theirs?
-More now or-- -More never.
I know. Fuck!
One more hit. And we lay low like always.
[contemplative music playing]
One.
[scoffs]
One more.
And if shit goes left, it's on you.
Make the calls.
[Stone] They say money can't buy you happiness...
but it sure as hell can buy you freedom.
At least that's what we thought.
I don't know.
It just feel like we testin' our luck with this one.
[Letty] It wouldn't be the first time you felt that.
And don't tell me you're not ready
to leave all this shit behind.
-No, I am. -Good.
Last one, right?
Just don't die.
Hey, give me a minute.
I'm not done.
Just-just give me a minute.
[hip-hop music playing over stereo]
-What's good, Stone? -What's up, Dee?
You know, livin' it up.
How you doin,' brotha?
I'm, uh... I'm hung up.
Yeah. I heard Driss is out.
You make sure he knows he still got a debt to pay.
I'll be sure to let him know.
-A'ight, man. The usual? -Please.
[Dee] Gotcha.
-[man talking indistinctly] -[woman] Stop it.
[woman] Stop it! You're hurting me!
[woman yelps]
[indistinct arguing]
Man, they be in here with the same shit every day.
I just know he whup her ass, but...
that ain't my problem.
I'll be back.
-[man talking indistinctly] -[woman] Stop! I said stop it!
[indistinct arguing]
-Stop it! -[man talking indistinctly]
[woman exclaims]
-[man talking indistinctly] -You're hurting me.
[man] Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up.
-[Stone] Hey, man. -Stop it!
[Stone] Hey!
She said let her go.
Man, why don't you get out of here and mind your own.
You alright?
Yeah, she alright.
I can take you to the car if you need me to.
[tense music playing]
[sighs]
Man, if you don't get your--
[grunts, groans]
-Hey, man. -[Dee] Alright, Stone.
[woman] Please. Please let him go.
-[man] Let me up. -[Dee] Stone!
[woman] We're leaving.
That's enough.
[man] Come on, man. Just let me up!
-[woman] We're leaving. Please. -[Dee] Let him up.
892 Come on!
Wrong answer, motherfucker.
Hey. Relax, man.
-[phone dings] -[Dee] You trippin,' man.
Hey, how you doin'?
-[Domingo] Long day. -[Dee] I hear that.
What can I get you?
-Whiskey. -You got it.
You can use the first aid kit.
They have a first aid kit here.
Every bar does.
It's required by law.
Come again?
[Domingo] Your hand.
-Ah! -[Domingo] Mm-hmm.
You know, sometimes as humans we go through so much shit
that we don't even know where the pain
is really coming from.
I mean, it's easier to deal with the shit in front of us
than it is to deal with the real pain.
Bingo.
Nice boots.
What do you do?
I'm an engineer in Monterey.
Construction plaza down on 1st?
Yeah.
How'd you know?
920 A lot of people work there.
922 Where'd you say you were from?
I'm staying at the hotel next door.
What about you?
Right here.
-Born and raised, huh? -Yup.
Engineer with a neck tat.
It's a little kinky.
I was a stupid kid.
I'm sorry?
I got this at a young age.
Former life?
[phone dings]
[contemplative music playing]
I'm gonna clean this up at home.
[chair scrapes]
[cash flicks]
Take care of yourself.
You too.
Okay. Ah!
[indistinct chatter]
You can get the spare.
[indistinct chatter]
-Yo, yo, yo! What's up, fellas? -What's up?
Yeah, man!
[indistinct chatter]
Hey, PT on the next one.
[JP] Watch me work. Watch me work. Yes!
Let's see what you're workin' with, JP.
-Uh! -Real money, JP!
[pins clattering]
[laughs]
This motherfucker hit that!
[hip-hop music playing in bowling alley]
Hey. Hey!
What you doin' here?
Followin' me or what?
Oh, shit. Okay.
-You a cougar, ain't ya? -[laughs] Yeah.
Depends. You my prey?
Nah. Nah.
You don't want anything to do with me.
Trust me.
-I think I can manage. -[Stone laughs]
I don't think you can.
I'm what they call a cold day in hell.
Is that why they call you "Stone"?
[tense music playing]
How you know that?
I never told you my name.
972 Everything okay?
Have a good night.
[tense music playing]
[man] Sir.
Sir!
Excuse me, sir!
You next?
980 Uh, Lane 11.
[JP] I think it's on you, Reach.
[tense music continues]
Did she offer you a deal or somethin'?
A fed?
What are doin' talkin' to a fed?
I didn't know she was a fed!
Alright? I met her in the bar.
How the fuck was I supposed to know she was a fed?
Y'all besties now?
Does she know your name?
[scoffs] She knew it already.
[dog barking]
Hey, calm the fuck down.
A'ight? Everything still applies. We good.
We are not fucking good!
She's been watching you, that means she's been watching us.
She knows everything we gonna do.
You fucked us and walked right into it.
The fuck wrong with you? Huh?
Are you even thinking?
-What's wrong with you, man? -Whatchu doin'?
Don't fuckin' put your hands on me, bro.
-Or what? -Don't fucking do it.
You're smarter than that! You're smarter than that!
-Don't! -You're smarter than that!
[grunting]
Fuck!
[train horn blows in distance]
Shit!
[panting]
Fuck!
[solemn music playing]
Out of everybody in on this...
Out of everybody, you think I'd be the one to fuck this up?!
Huh? Out of all fucking people, Reach? Me?
Nigga, I'm just like you!
If you get burned, I get burned, Reach! Hello?!
How the fuck was I supposed to know she was a fed?
Help me up!
[music turns grim]
Help me up, man.
-You need to pay more attention. -Come on.
I trust you.
Regardless of who she is, I trust you.
You second-guess everybody.
Hey! Everybody.
Don't ever in your life pull that shit again.
Friday.
Let everybody know we still on.
Friday.
[Stone] This shit is like a leech.
Despite what you do to try to get it off you...
it refuses to let go.
[reporter 1] Just last week,
Sheriff Commander Henry Vasquez...
[reporter 2] This weekend, he's been hospitalized
and is in critical condition after severe...
[reporter 3] After a shooting broke out
over the weekend, leaving one man dead,
police and officials believe that this is part
of an ongoing slew of crimes
that have taken place over the county's region.
They're now in the midst of cracking down
on the remaining suspects involved.
We're being told that the city police and investigators
have their eyes out on the streets,
surveilling closely all throughout the county.
It's believed to be taking place over the next week.
Now this just in, police and officials are saying
the onslaught pattern of these crimes
are one from a group of individuals.
That's right. The sheriff's county commander believes
that these are the doings of the same group.
They believe that they are gaining evidence
that leads them closer to the suspects.
Chief of police says once one of these crooks are caught,
the entire group comes falling down with it.
[Stone] I hear the news.
I hear what they sayin'.
I know they on my back.
But I still feel untouchable.
This poison,
it blinds you.
Paralyzes you.
Numbing you to all reality.
[gun cocks]
[gunfire]
[shell casings clink]
And the only thing you feel...
is a greater lust for that desire.
[contemplative music playing]
You start to feel it risin'.
Eating through your chest.
It's buildin' your bones.
It's starting to form you.
It's molding you, creating you in its image.
[tense music building up]
You see what it's doing.
You want it to stop.
But remember...
you're no longer in the driver's seat.
[panting]
[somber music playing]
[phone vibrating]
[Domingo] Yeah?
[Kipp] It's done.
The colonel's gonna have every 1065 in a 50-mile radius
routed to the station.
If those son of a bitches move, we'll know.
[Domingo] Good.
[Kipp] Could be any day now.
[Domingo] Yeah.
1096 [Kipp] So what do we do?
[Domingo] We sit and wait for the tip.
And we drag every single one of those bastards down.
[dramatic music playing]
-He gettin' so damn big. -What up, Zeek?
-What's good, boy? -Hmm.
Hey, man, what the fuck is wrong with you?
All late like you somebody.
You got us out here waitin'.
See, that's that light skin shit I was talkin' about.
-Where's Reach? -Don't know where the fool at.
-Yo, can you shut up? -Can you find a shirt your size?
-Know what? Keep talkin'. -I'm just sayin', nigga. Damn!
Keep on talkin'.
You about to suffocate yourself.
-We ain't seen him. -But he called you guys, right?
Told you all the basics? Everything y'all need to know?
Yeah. Late as shit, though.
Yeah. What happened to the 72-hour rule?
You know they right.
We don't have the route, no schedule.
-Shit feels rushed. -Because it is.
This nigga come out the shadows like he's Batman.
You know what I'm sayin'? How you feelin'?
The Dark Knight strikes again.
Uh, corona.
-What's this? -Oh, he's a comedian.
-Hey, Reach. Reach. -What's up, JP?
-Can I talk to you real quick? -There you go.
What's up?
1127 Yeah, what about him?
What you mean "what about him"? Why Horace?
I know where you goin' with this. Look.
JP said he's not in unless his brother's in.
-I don't give a fuck! -He'll play the decoy.
The fuck you mean the decoy?
You do this shit every time, bro.
Hey, hey. Look.
Do some yoga or something. Breathe. Relax.
-See the vision. I got you. -Damn, bro.
I got you.
[Stone] A'ight, listen up.
I know this is short notice but it's in our favor.
This is not an indirect wire transfer or a bank robbery.
We're personally encountering
the people of the federal government.
This has to be airtight, perfect.
We got about 36 hours until the federal AStar helicopter
arrives at the helipad.
This is a national security chopper,
so if there's any job
that we gotta move fast on, it is this one.
That's right. The time in between when the cash arrives
until the time it departs on that helicopter
is less than one minute. Here.
Those are the hangars surrounding it.
Yes, they're all vacant
and they'll be arriving at Hangar 16B.
You think they're empty or you know?
-I know. -I don't get it.
There's about 27 armored truck deliveries a day
with the same amount of cash.
Why the chopper?
Because armored truck money can be traced.
This money can't.
About 9:00 a.m., a vehicle carrying
millions of unmarked cash will arrive at the chopper.
Federal Reserve creates free cash just to give to businesses
and individuals to create spending.
In 2016, a total of 900,000 were proportionally dropped
and delivered to surrounding states and communities.
2017? 2.5 mil.
2018? 4.5.
Those funds increase every year.
This year, we're looking at about 10 mil.
Previous monetary policies never work
which is why they implemented this new system
a couple years back.
Corporations still have large cash balances
in their Federal Reserve accounts.
Which means spending is muted.
Bingo. So what do they do?
The feds just simply create cash,
giving it to whoever
in hopes that money being spent
will help stimulate the economy.
That's cash that doesn't create new reserves,
doesn't add to a bank balance sheet,
and most importantly, bank gets absolutely nothing in return.
-It's free unmarked cash. -That nobody's looking for.
Just like a armored truck but in the sky.
Wait a second. It's the 21st century.
Why can't they just direct deposit?
They can't because that will balloon the deficit.
And money created by the feds
-doesn't increase the deficit. -Yup.
An SUV will drive right up to the chopper.
It'll be a quick transaction, like Stone said.
Because of the sensitivity of the transfer,
they use a ghost convoy maneuver as a diversion.
One heading eastbound, the other west.
Now the one headed west has an extra escort.
But that one's the decoy.
The one headed east, that's your ghost.
They're the ones actually arriving to the scene.
The driver more times than not stays in the driver's seat.
These passengers are in charge of the transfers.
Now because of how tight we are on time,
we can't spare lives.
If one of these men even breathes on their weapon,
we have no choice but to go through 'em.
-How many men we talking? -Guessing three, maybe four.
All armed to the teeth, including the pilots.
Now the copilot is typically the less experienced one.
He's the rookie that'll be in charge
of initiating the transfer
while the main pilot remains
in the cockpit at all times.
The task is to get those men out of their helicopter
by the time we arrive for a smooth grab.
So keep your eyes peeled and stay ready.
Leo's gonna be sounding us off.
Now of course with this being
a government-associated transaction,
there is a direct point of contact
in the event anything goes wrong.
There's a red emergency panic button
in the center of the cockpit.
Our job is to make sure no one touches it.
If that button's touched,
first responders will be there in less than four minutes.
Dealin' with a different animal.
Same rules still apply.
If anybody doesn't want any parts of this,
the door's right there.
It's a dangerous one.
They hand out life sentences for stuff like this.
We pull this off, it'll be the last job we ever have to do.
So...
-Let's make this one count. -[dramatic music playing]
-[radio beeps] -[dispatch] Unit 12, be advised
we have a high-priority cash transfer en route.
Federal Transport is rolling out
from Federal Reserve branch at 2300 hours,
heading eastbound on Route 19.
ETA to the drop is 15 minutes.
-[radio beeps] -[gun magazines clicking]
[tense music playing]
[man 1] Copy that, dispatch.
Unit 12 is onsite at Checkpoint 2.
We've got eyes on the route.
No visual on threats.
-We'll stay sharp. -[radio beeps]
-[dispatch] Federal Transport
is rolling out from Federal Reserve branch
at 2300 hours,
heading eastbound on Route 19.
[pilot] Should be good on time. [indistinct]
We're fresh outta maintenance, right?
She's solid. She's fresh outta maintenance.
Okay. What time for a flight plan did you draw?
Uh, put us down for 1540.
Alright. That should be good on time.
-[radio beeps] -[dispatch] Copy, all units.
Maintain formation. Eyes open and check in every five.
Let's get this done clean.
-[radio beeps] -Let's rock.
[tense music continues]
Easy, Let.
[man 1] 10-4, dispatch.
Transport just passed Checkpoint 1.
1269
Hey!
There's a maintenance issue!
Hey, you can't be out here!
-I'm with Pete! -You can't be out here!
You can't be out here!
-Pete sent me here! -You can't be out here!
-Are you in charge? -I'm the copilot!
-Pete sent me! -What's the problem?
Hey, what's going on?
It's a maintenance issue. Are you in charge?
-What's the problem? -I'm with Pete.
There's a maintenance issue.
-Hold on-- -Darius! What is it?
-There's a maintenance issue. -What?
Said he needs to speak with you!
Who? What do you mean?
-Pete? -Pete sent him.
Pete sent him? About what?
Uh, maintenance issue.
Maintenance? Are you sure it's maintenance?
That's what he said.
Alright, let me shut down. Hang on.
He's gonna shut it down. Wait right there.
-What? -He's gonna shut it down.
-Wait right there. -He's coming out? Okay.
-He's coming out? -He's coming. Wait right there.
Okay, cool. Good.
-We gotta hurry up. -Wait right there.
Come on. Lock in, fellas. Last one.
Leo, come in. Can you hear me?
[Leo] I can hear you loud and clear, boss.
-We set? -All set, buddy.
Just scanning for all local law enforcements right now.
[engine powering down]
[sighs] What is it now?
Damnit. Not gonna be on time now.
-Gotta make this quick. -One second.
-No problem. -Hold it right there.
Okay.
Hey, go and hop in. Keep it ready to go.
-Gotcha. -What's the problem?
How's it going, boss? So Pete said that maintenance
hadn't cleared this bird to fly yet.
What do you mean "hadn't cleared this bird to fly yet"?
Maintenance hasn't cleared the bird to fly.
Yes, sir. It's got several issues
-that needs to be... -Paperwork's good?
-Paperwork's good. -Said paperwork's good.
Right. Okay. Yes, sir. All I know is that Pete said
that there's an oil leak in the gearbox
and they ain't fixed it yet.
-You find an oil leak? -When I did my PMTS, I didn't.
Okay. Yeah, you haven't seen it.
Okay. That's great. I don't know who signed y'all off,
but if I were you, I would not take off
until we get it checked out.
I mean, look, this is your bird.
You're the PIC. It's your call.
[man over radio] Negative. Lot's clear.
No foot traffic, no vehicles in sight.
We're green for offload.
-Alright, make it quick. -Okay.
Let's go. Hurry up. We're behind.
-Hey, keep an eye on him. -Okay.
[dispatch] Understood. Stay dark and keep comms open.
You've got two minutes. Make it clean.
1338 Just another normal transfer.
The only thing is we've got a slight hiccup on maintenance.
He's getting it solved right there.
Alright, look alive. Here we go.
Come on, Leo. Talk to me.
One cop is seven miles out
and the other one is about eight miles out.
Maintenance guy's gonna fix...
1347 [tense music continues]
[pilot] Get the flight plan updated?
Yeah, I got everything changed,
-Even the updated time. -Hey, man, man.
I think I know what the issue is, man.
-Okay. -One of the lines came loose,
but it's all good. Pete's right there with some tools.
We'll have you up and running in no time.
-How long is that gonna take? -Shouldn't take no longer
than five minutes, boss.
Alright. Make sure it's five.
-Hey, go verify that. -Gotcha.
You're good. Next cop is seven miles out.
Alright, let's do this.
You got six minutes to get in and out.
-[radio beeps] -[dispatch] Understood.
Stay dark and keep comms open.
You've got two minutes. Make it clean.
-[pants] -[radio beeps]
[pilot] Alright. Let's see here.
[pilot] Alright, I don't see the weight here.
Gun! Gun!
[grunts]
[gunfire]
-Oh, shit! -Oh, shit!
-Shit! -What the fuck?
What the fuck is happening?!
[groans] What the fuck is going on?
-Come back! Come back! -Fuck!
1377 On me! On me!
Go, go, go, go, go!
-Go. Go, go. -Shit!
On top! On top! On top!
On the right, on the right!
-Shit! -[gunfire]
[yells indistinctly]
Come on! Go, go, go, go!
[man 1] What the fuck is this?
[man 2] Alright, alright.
I see him.
-Go! -Jesus Christ.
Back, back, back, back. Get back, get back, get back.
-Ready? -Three o'clock.
I'll cover the hood.
[man] Ready? Hold.
-Let's move. -Fire in the hole!
-Come on! -Horace! What we looking like?
Reach, we need you. Let's roll.
We gotta go ride 'em.
-Check his cover. -Get back, get back, get back.
-Reload!
Back, back, back. Get back, get back.
Stay covered. Stay tight.
-[Horace groans] -[indistinct, muted shouting]
-Horace! -Horace!
Horace! Horace!
-Horace! -[indistinct shouting]
Man down!
Man down! Man down! Man down!
[Letty] Shit!
-Reach! Reach! -[grunts]
Shit!
-Horace! Horace! -Let's go! Let's go!
[muffled, indistinct shouting]
-[labored breathing] -[Letty] Horace! Horace!
[muffled, indistinct shouting]
We got a runner! Reach,
-you on the run. -Reach!
-You're on the run. -Reach!
Shit! I'm moving up.
[tense music continues]
Hey, hey, stop! Don't do it!
Hey, hey, hey! Don't you do it!
Stop! Hands up!
-Hands up! Get out! -Horace, put pressure on it.
-Get out! -[Letty] No, do not let him--
Hands up and get out!
John Pekumm? John Pekumm, right?
You touch that button, your wife is dead.
Marissa, right? That's her name.
If you touch that button, your wife is dead.
Get out with your hands up and get on the ground.
Get out. Hands up.
Get down on the ground, now!
Get down on the ground!
-Don't you fucking move. -We gotta move now.
-Hey, I thought there were two. -Stay still.
-We good? -What are we doing?
What we looking like?
-Talk to me. -We good?
-Where's the other one? -Reach! We good?
-Good! -Let's load it up.
Come on, come on, come on. Let's load it up.
-Come on. Hurry up. -We gotta move.
-We good? -[Leo] We got one cop
two miles out and another still eight.
You've got time, but you guys have got to move fast.
[dispatch] Unit 7, status check.
-Horace! Horace! -Confirm delivery.
Hang in there, bro. I got you.
-There's an emergency call. -Come on!
Come on, JP! We gotta move!
[dispatch 2] Unit 7, status check. Confirm delivery.
-Where's Kipp? -I thought he was with you.
[dramatic music playing]
Call the sheriff.
Get the sheriff on the phone.
-Face down. Don't move. -Let's go, let's go, let's go.
How we looking?
Come on, JP, don't stop.
-Shit. -Don't stop. Come on!
This is the spot.
1463 [dog barking in distance]
Yep, one second. Here you go.
Sheriff, send patrols to the storage facility.
Close every bridge and exit in the city
and stop every damn white van you see.
[police siren wailing]
[tires screeching]
[rapid beeping]
-Hey, back up-- -[radio static]
You gotta-- [indistinct]
Leo, speak into the mic, man, you breaking up.
Leo, you're stepping on it. You're breaking up.
I think he said we gotta move!
Stop now, I got another cop. You guys have got to move out.
-[police siren wailing] -[indistinct radio chatter]
-Can you please put it down? -[revs]
-He said backup's on the way. -That's bullshit.
Ask him where the call came from!
-Speak into the mic, Leo! -The fuck is going on?
Leo, are you sure? You can't be wrong about this one, Leo.
-Speak up! -Speak into the fucking mic.
-Leo, are you sure? -[Leo] I repeat.
The call is coming from where you guys are.
-Whoa! -Shit!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold it. -Lemme smoke him.
Hold fire, JP. Don't you fucking shoot.
-Hold it! -...they're four minutes out.
Hold fire.
1492 You live off 1515 Quinton Drive.
You live with your fiancée, Shanice.
Y'all just had beautiful twins,
-Malik and Malachi. -[Leo] Three minutes!
You just got your pilot license a month ago,
and on your first job, they threw you on this one.
They screwed you, Darius. These people
-don't give a fuck about you. -They're getting closer.
They're coming faster. You gotta get out of there.
We know! We know!
Do not let this money be the reason
-she doesn't see you tonight. -What's going on?
Darius, drop the gun, man.
-He's not moving. -Two minutes!
-I'm shooting. -Hold fire, JP.
-Just fucking do it. -Listen to him.
That's gonna be the last time I tell one of my men
to hold fire.
We don't have time for this shit.
[Leo] You gotta get out of there!
Put the fucking gun down!
-Fuck this. -Your call.
-Whoa, whoa! -Okay, okay.
[police siren wailing in distance]
Put the gun down.
[tense music playing]
Get out slowly.
Don't do anything stupid.
I will shoot your ass.
Get your ass on the ground.
1523 Hang in there, bro. I got you.
Oh, shit. Shit. Bro.
Hey, just breathe, brother. Breathe.
How many brothers you know trying to be a pilot?
-What? -How many brothers you know
-trying to be a pilot? -None.
-None? None? -None. None.
That's exactly why you're still alive.
-[Leo] Guys, they're moving in. -Let's load it up.
We gotta move.
[JP] Oh, no, no, no. Shit.
[Leo] You don't have much time at all.
-Let's move! -I love you, bro.
I'm always with you, you hear me? Fuck, man.
-Fuck. -We gotta go!
-[overlapping shouting] -Hang on, bro.
[overlapping shouting]
You hear me? You hear me?
-Get up! -I love you, bro!
-Man down! Come on! Move! -[Leo] Forty seconds!
Come on, we got one down. Let's go!
-[dispatch] All units... -[tires screech]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[indistinct shout]
You were supposed to be watching Horace.
Why the fuck did you let him get shot?
[indistinct]
[breathing heavily, groans]
Hey, hey. Hey, hey. Tighten up.
-He just lost his brother-- -Shut up and drive. Alright?
[overlapping shouting]
That's my brother, man... [sobs]
[screams, cries]
[dispatch] All units, be advised.
Emergency situation, Code Red, Unit 7.
Report immediately.
All units...
[Sully speaking Russian]
[in English] Where's the car?
They'll be here, man.
Just trust me.
[sirens wailing]
[tense music playing]
[Domingo] Shit.
[tires screech]
Fuck.
[man] Dispatch, Air 1, confirmed
White van, possible four occupants.
No visual yet.
-[tires screech] -[sobs]
JP, hey, hey.
[tense music playing]
[sniffling]
1579 [Stone] Let.
Yo.
You a'ight?
[Reach] Gotta go, Let.
Get it outta here.
Move.
Go.
Get rid of it. Text me when you're done.
[dispatch] Last known was eastbound on 16th.
Suspects may be armed. Approach with caution.
[indistinct chatter]
[police siren wailing]
Good?
1593 Look, that shit wasn't supposed to go--
I said I'm good.
Hey.
Told you he'd do it.
[beeping slowly]
[tense music playing]
Hey.
Change of plans.
[indistinct chatter]
How you doing?
How the fuck do you think I'm doing?
We have to catch these guys.
[Haas] We will.
I think you're gonna wanna see this.
[reporter] I'm here at Allen and Merrywood
where an armed robbery has just taken place,
leaving four men dead and two wounded.
All four victims were federal agents.
I have been told that four masked men
stormed out of their vehicles with guns
and robbed this helicopter behind me.
Officials say that nearly seven million dollars
-were stolen... -Idiots.
...while being transferred to this chopper.
-Those damn idiots. -We're still interviewing
survivors. Story is unfolding.
Back to you, Jim.
[speaking Russian]
[in English] You know,
you shouldn't waste my time.
You think you can trick me?
[Driss] Sully, just relax. Alright?
Y'all just gotta be patient.
I told y'all they'll be here.
Okay? Just fucking trust me.
Yo, yo, yo, yo. Yo, look. Look.
That's them.
Told y'all we were getting paid.
Yo, Sully. Pass me that gun.
-Let's go. -The fuck are we doing?
-Pass me the gun. -You stay here.
Don't move.
[tense music continues]
[tense musical stinger]
-[gunshots] -[grunts]
1639 They're behind the trucks.
Shoot the motherfuckers!
[gunshots continue]
Fuck!
Get down!
They're shooting at us!
-Fuck! -They're behind the truck.
Move it, move it, move it!
Fuck!
-Fuck. Get down. -You good?
1650 -[Francess] What the fuck? -Not right now, Ma.
Are you outta your fucking mind?
Listen. No. Uh-uh.
-Are y'all crazy? -Get in the house.
No. Don't you bring that shit in here.
-Just a sec. -No. Are you crazy?
Absolutely not. Are you crazy?
-Can you get in the house? -No. Are you crazy?
You are not gonna drag me into this shit.
-[gunshots] -Hey, hey, hey! Open up!
Come out!
Oh my God! Fuck.
[yelps]
Go to the other side!
Go around!
Where is he?!
[indistinct shouting]
[JP] Oh, shit. I see him.
-Hey, hey, hey! Over there. -Fuck!
-He's on the move. -Let's go! Let's go! Run, run!
-[car revs] -[tires screech]
Eat shit and die, stupid motherfuckers!
Ugh, shit. Damn.
What we gonna tell 'em?
Tell 'em the motherfucker got away.
Ma, can you get in the house?
Ma, just give us a second.
[overlapping shouting]
-Just go in the house. -Get in the house.
Ma, I'm not gonna tell you--
[tense music playing]
You guys killing feds now?
We didn't have a choice.
Where the fuck you been?
When the fuck we start killing federal agents?
You got a better idea?
I could've thought of something.
Can somebody please tell me
what the fuck is going on?
Him.
-Hey, Ma. -Don't you "hey" me.
You haven't called or shown up to Sunday dinner in six months.
I'm sorry, Ma. When I found out my department
was investigating these fucks, I had to lay low.
You could've bought us more time.
No, I fucking couldn't. This is not my shit.
I told you shit was getting hot.
What the fuck were you doing talking to the captain?
Captain? She was a captain?
-A fucking captain? -Jesus Christ.
-Yeah. -We lost him.
-What? -We lost Driss.
What do you mean you lost Driss? How? What the fuck happened?
-Just go in the house. -What did he just--
-Just go in the house. -What do you mean
you lost Driss?
Where's Driss?
Come on, Stone. Talk to me.
Fuck. Alright. Just get outta there.
-We know where he's headed. -We gotta go. We gotta move.
-Stay low. Wait for my call. -What do you mean
you lost Driss? Where's Driss?
Don't worry. We gonna find his ass.
-We gotta move. -You think I'm stupid?
-Where's Driss? -We gotta move.
-I'm coming with you. -About fucking time.
Hey, Ma, take everything to this address.
What? No! No, don't involve me in this.
-I told you. -Ma! Ma! Ma.
Take everything in this car, take it to this address.
Come right back. Alright? Don't open the door for a soul
till we get back. Alright?
-Come on. Please. -We gotta move!
Ma, Ma, please.
-Stone, come on, let's go! -Please.
F... What the--
-Fuck! -[tires screech]
Fuck.
[morose music playing]
[tense music playing]
Hey, boss.
[in Russian]
[Sully speaking]
-[thunder rumbling] -[suspenseful music playing]
[tires screech]
God damnit!
Of all people you wanna take money from...
Driss?
There he fucking go, right there.
-Go! Go! -Driss!
-[panting] -Driss! Driss!
Driss!
-Driss! -Driss! Fuck!
[tires screech]
[tense music playing]
[both] Driss!
[panting]
Driss! Driss!
[panting]
[tires screech]
Driss!
[music intensifies]
Driss!
1754 Driss!
-Alright, look. -[grunts]
Get the fuck up.
I didn't think you was gonna find out...
You didn't think we'd find out, huh?
-[grunting] -You set us up, huh?!
[grunts, groans]
-Your own fucking blood! -[grunts, groans]
Get off him. You're gonna fucking kill him.
[groans]
[groaning]
[Kipp] Get up, Driss.
Get the fuck up!
[groaning]
[groans]
Who the fuck are you working with?
[panting] I'm not working with anyone.
Tell me who the fuck you're working with, Driss!
You crazy motherfucker.
-Tell me right the fuck now. -I said nobody.
-Who you working for, Driss? -Y'all fucking crazy.
Fucking say it, you little shit.
The fuck you doing, you fucking pig?
I said I ain't working with nobody--
Say it! Say it!
Who the fuck are you working with?
I said fucking nobody, man.
That's bullshit, Driss. Who is it?
Who is it, Driss?
-Russian guy. -Speak up.
Name is Sully, man. Russian.
You know, Driss, it's real fucking funny
how shit's starting to fucking creep up on us
ever since you got out.
How do you fucking know this guy?
Huh? You hired him or what?
-He was-- -Offered him our money?
He was my cellmate. He's the guy I tried to tell y'all about.
Oh, the one you said we could trust.
You gotta be the dumbest piece of shit.
[Reach] Why would you try to set us up, huh? Why?
-I didn't. -Yes, you did, Driss.
We've been on you this whole fucking time.
-The fuck you talking about? -The phone, Driss.
Do you think we really trust you enough to not see
what fucked-up shit you're probably up to?
You tapped...
You tapped my fucking phone?
You tapped my fucking phone?! [breathing heavily]
You assholes have been following me
-this whole goddamn time? -Yes.
Because we cannot trust you. Look at this shit.
Look, look, look at what you did.
Why would you go against your brothers, huh?
-I didn't have a choice. -Yes, you did!
-Nobody forced you to do that. -You did.
You fucking did.
Both of y'all.
Stone, have you seen your house?
Reach? You seen yours?
Or your fucking car?
You guys have everything.
And I want that. I want a piece.
Y'all treat me like I don't deserve shit.
It's this...
this fucking aura that y'all just...
y'all just walk around with.
And I don't have that.
I never had that, man,
even when we was kids.
So when... when these little fucking requests I'm making,
asking for fucking breadcrumbs,
when that shit just gets ignored,
what the fuck am I supposed to do?!
What other choice do I have
other than to get that shit myself?
When I got caught,
I got caught for us.
I went down for us.
I almost did a whole fucking dime
for y'all.
When I got out, least I expected was a fucking pat on the back,
maybe a thank you.
Who the fuck was I kidding
expecting anything different from y'all, man?
What the fuck?
And it don't help that y'all got
fucking Detective MacGyver over here
following my every step.
Driss...
-All we-- -Nah, man.
Y'all gon' fucking listen to me for once.
-You motherfucker-- -[gunshot echoes]
[muffled, indistinct shouting]
[tense music playing]
[tires screech]
[muffled, indistinct shouting]
-Fuck! Fuck! Driss! -Shit!
Driss, hey, hey! Driss!
Fuck.
Driss! Driss!
[dramatic music playing]
Driss, man!
[solemn music playing]
Driss...
Driss, wake up!
Wake the fuck up.
No, no, no, no, no! Driss!
1864 Fuck!
[phone ringing]
-No, no, no, no, no! -[phone ringing]
[phone ringing, buzzing]
[Sully] I told your brother no tricks.
No tricks.
Get your damn shoes off my carpet.
-[Stone] Ma! Ma! -You too.
[Stone] I will fucking kill you. Ma!
Your brother owes me money,
which means you owe me money.
Shit.
I want to know where she took it.
You have one hour.
You know what will happen if you're late.
[Stone] I will kill you. Do you hear me?
Don't touch my fucking mom, okay?
Ma!
Fuck!
Fuck.
[Reach] One more hit...
and we lay low like always.
[somber music playing]
[Stone] Driss! Fuck!
Driss! Driss!
One.
More now...
or more never.
[dramatic music playing]
[Stone] One more.
And if shit goes left, it's on you.
[Reach] You know the crazy thing about this shit?
Seems like no matter how much we get...
it always seems like it's never really enough.
[Stone] What's that mean, Reach?
[Reach] It's like this shit just keeps on going.
[Stone] When does it end?
[dramatic music continues]
[music swells]
[music crossfades]
[somber music playing]
[music fades]
["Self Love Letter" by Steezy The Artist playing]
♪ Yeah, rallied up the troops before we hit the road ♪
♪ Employment not the same, it's at a record low ♪
♪ All this power too much for a man to hold ♪
♪ I feel like Courtney Kemp the way I run the show ♪
♪ Flippin' through connects on my Rolodex ♪
♪ Loaded up the semis, padded up the vests ♪
♪ Way too many nos, not enough finesse ♪
♪ Ask us if we ready, answer's always yes ♪
♪ Yeah, the answer's always yes ♪
♪ Pennies on the dollar, we done this shit for less ♪
♪ Therapy in session just to cope with stress ♪
♪ And "I'm my brother's keeper" written on my chest ♪
♪ We didn't ask for promo ♪
♪ I got my face all on the news, they got my photo ♪
♪ Never breakin' the bro code ♪
♪ Sports was just a way to stay in go mode ♪
♪ But this 9 got an arm like Tony Romo ♪
♪ So I rallied up the troops and then we hit the road ♪
♪ Employment's not the same, it's at a record low ♪
♪ All this power too much for a man to hold ♪
♪ I feel like Courtney Kemp the way I run the show ♪
♪ Flippin' through connects on my Rolodex ♪
♪ Loaded up the semis, padded up the vests ♪
♪ Way too many nos, not enough finesse ♪
♪ Ask me if I'm ready, answer's always yes ♪
♪ Answer's always yes ♪
♪ Ha, boy, you're blessed ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
[song ends]
[solemn dramatic music playing]
[music ends]