[vehicle approaching, tires screeching]
[♪ intense music playing]
[grunting]
Stay where you are.
[panting]
Please. Please, no.
[♪ suspenseful country music playing]
Came as fast as I could.
- Appreciate that, man. - Yeah, of course.
Of course. Tell me about your friend.
Her name is Sun Mai. Did you get those clips I sent you?
I did. Very impressive.
Oh, hell yeah, man, she's been blowing up.
She's been having trainers looking at her from all the majors.
I've been helping her out with her website.
You know, making clips, taking footage.
You guys a thing?
[chuckles] No, not a thing.
No? How'd you meet?
She came by the shop that I work at, and we just vibed.
She even got me to work out at the gym.
When was the last time anyone saw her?
Uh, Monday. It was after her workout.
- You talk to her before that? - No. Just texts.
We were supposed to meet up Tuesday morning
so I could show her the website before it went live,
but when she didn't show up, I gave her a call.
There was no answer.
So I showed up here.
The owner actually said she exited out the back alleyway last night.
Police involved?
Uh, no, her mother didn't wanna call the police.
Why is that?
Um, I don't think she trusts them.
So, I called you.
Honestly, I'm worried, man.
Yeah.
- You say she left out the back alley? - Yeah.
- Can you show me where that is? - Yeah, sure.
No cameras back here.
Nope.
Believe me, I checked.
[sighs] Why would Sun leave out the back when she could just go out the front?
Sometimes, people use it as a shortcut to the bus stop,
but she doesn't usually take the bus.
She do anything else unusual recently?
Heard she got into it with one of the fighters.
- Some guy named Dake. - Yeah? About what?
I don't know.
Did you ask him?
- I tried, but it didn't go so well. - Why not?
You have to put in a lot of time and effort
to get the respect of the guys around here.
Dake is...
- You'll see. - Sun afraid of him?
No. Sun's not afraid of anybody.
But he's in there working out right now, so we can ask him what's up,
or you ask him what's up.
Maybe in a minute.
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
What kind of phone does Sun use?
Oh, burner, always.
They're cheap, and you don't have to use your real name.
It's one of the things we have in common.
She has a very healthy distrust of government intrusion.
Dial her number, will you?
[line ringing]
[cell phone ringing]
[Bobby] Is that...
Blood.
[keypad beeping]
Bunch of missed calls on Monday from a blocked number.
Can you trace that?
- Blocked number on a burner phone. - Yeah.
See what I can do.
Let's go talk to your friend, Dake.
[♪ upbeat hip-hop music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[men shouting]
So, which one's Dake?
[grunting]
Yo, Booby. Your friend wanna date, or something?
- It's Bobby. - Whatever.
Look, man, I don't want any trouble, all right?
Then get out of my way.
- I just want to talk. - Yeah, man. After I'm done.
Now, unless you want to roll, get the hell out of the way.
Not like that. Just have a couple questions.
And I said I'm busy!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Whoa!
Easy.
- What the hell is going on here? - [Bobby] We're good, Art.
We're good.
Um, Colter, this is Art. He's the owner of this place.
Art, how are you? Colter Shaw.
Just have a couple of questions about Sun.
Sure, no problem.
She turn up yet?
No. That's why my friend is here.
And you think Dake's got something to do with Sun ghosting us?
Come on, Bobby.
Tell the man, D.
I ain't got nothing to do with whatever happened to her.
- But you had words, right? - Who told you that?
I did. She told me about it. Look, I just wanna know what was said.
All right, she vanished, and I'm worried about her.
- For real? - And you were the last one to see her.
One of the last ones to see her, right? What happened that night?
[Art] Look, Sun's good people.
Now, if you know something, you tell them, man.
We look out for each other around here, all right?
Yeah.
- Go on. - All right.
Here's what happened.
I was out of line on some stupid stuff.
She was using the bag. I tried to step in.
She corrected me.
I flew off in the moment.
It was nothing. We were all good.
I hope she turns up.
I really do.
Now, if you don't mind, I got work to do.
Okay. Go on.
That really what happened?
Yeah, I was here.
It was nothing.
Dake's a good kid, but he's a hothead.
It was just two alphas arguing over gym equipment.
Look, I'm telling you right now,
he's got nothing to do with whatever the hell is going on with Sun.
Anything else going on with her we should know about?
I don't know. I mean, she's been stressing a little bit lately.
Really? What about?
It's none of my business, but her visa had ran out.
Her mom's, too.
You know, maybe it's got something to do with that.
I mean, I've seen them snatch guys right out of the ring.
No warrants or nothing.
You talking about ICE? You think ICE took her?
Look, I'm just saying, it happens, that's all.
And if it's not that, she'll turn up.
It was nice meeting you.
I gotta get back to it.
See you, Bobby.
Hey, Dake, let's go.
Did Sun ever mention anything to you about her immigration status?
She might have mentioned something
when I asked her about her contact information or her site.
Hmm. Well, I'm gonna call Reenie.
I'll have her get a line into Immigration.
See if they got her.
It might have something to do with
why her mother didn't want the police involved.
[♪ somber suspenseful music playing]
[Ms. Mai] Who is it?
Ms. Mai, it's Bobby.
I got that guy I told you about.
Hi, I'm Colter Shaw.
- Have you heard from your daughter? - No.
Please, I don't need help.
I'm not a cop. I'm not from Immigration, if that's what you're worried about.
I can't pay you or anything like that.
Ms. Mai, If your daughter's in danger, I think I might be able to help.
Okay, come in.
[Colter] And you haven't heard anything from the Immigration authorities?
No.
The owner of the gym says she mentioned the visa trouble.
If Sun has been deported, I don't know what I'll do.
We have someone looking into that,
but it might not be what's going on here.
What do you mean?
Well, we found her phone in the alley behind the gym, broken.
Now, we suppose Sun was gonna meet someone
behind the gym Monday after her workout
and things went wrong.
- You have any idea who that might be? - No.
Did she have a boyfriend or anything?
No, not that I know of.
Sun was focused on her training.
At first, I was worried.
And then I saw her in a tournament and she was so good.
My baby was so good.
[sniffling]
I could see why it was so important to her.
Did she have any other devices? A laptop or tablet?
Her laptop.
- Uh, is it okay if I look? - Mmm-hmm.
Was Sun trying to get a Green Card,
maybe on the black market, talked to a lawyer?
Yes, a lawyer, George Prine.
He promised to push our applications through,
said he could work miracles.
But that didn't happen.
We pay him up front, and then suddenly,
"Oh, no, sorry. The rules have changed. No refunds."
- [laptop beeps] - [Colter] Hmm.
That made Sun angry.
He cheated us. [sniffles]
But I told her there was no use in being angry.
I told her to let it go. There was nothing we could do.
Did she do that? You think she, uh, let it go?
She said she would.
But she's always been stubborn.
- Hmm. - [Bobby] Uh...
Check this out.
What did... What did you find?
It looks like she didn't let it go.
[Reenie] Love.
Excellent choice, Jonathan.
Kinda surprised to get a call from you, Reenie.
We haven't exactly seen eye-to-eye in the past.
Just because we've gone a few rounds in court,
doesn't mean I can't take my favorite Fed lawyer to lunch.
Mmm, no such thing as a free lunch, Reenie.
Hmm. Right, you got me.
Go on, ask what it is that you need to ask.
Immigration. In particular, ICE detention.
That is my specialty. Go on.
I'm working for a family of a missing woman, Sun Mai,
and we think she might have gotten picked up.
Need to see if ICE has got her.
You know damn well that I can't do that, Reenie.
Well, you could.
Reenie...
Look, the family was dealt a bad hand.
Okay? Mother and daughter, both born in Vietnam.
Mom marries an American,
and she and her daughter have visa eligibility.
Then American husband dies, putting them both in legal limbo.
That's rough, and I feel for them, Reenie.
- I do, but I... - Oh. Okay.
You drive a hard bargain, so let's horse trade.
Your case against the Colombian businessman
with the sketchy imports?
I might have a client who might know something.
I'm interested.
Of course you are.
Okay, but I can't promise the reversal of a deportation order.
First things first. I just need to know where Sun is.
Let me see what I can find out.
Great.
Oh, chopped salad looks good.
[Teddi] Hey, Colter.
You on the way to this Prine guy's law office?
Yeah.
He screwed Sun's family, she can't get over it.
Well, here is a tidbit you might find fun.
He's not really a lawyer.
Of course.
Yeah, so his real name is Marv Johnson.
He failed out of DePaul Law School in 1988.
He's been operating under aliases
and offering scammy legal help to needy people ever since.
[Teddi] And under at least one of these aliases,
"Mr. Prine" was convicted of assault and battery.
So, Colter, please check in with us after you meet him.
Always do.
[phone beeps]
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
Hello. Can I help you?
Yeah. You seen Mr. Prine?
Sure. What's this about?
Sun Mai.
Oh, you'll have to excuse me. Intermittent fasting.
Little scatterbrained. But, uh, yes,
Mr. Prine's in court at the moment.
- In court? - Hmm.
Yet he's not even a lawyer. That's... that's impressive.
Uh...
Excuse me.
I told you he's not in.
[loudly] Well, when Marv returns,
[in normal voice] that's his real name, by the way,
ask him about Sun Mai.
What do you think?
Undercover cop?
- Somebody from the city? - Mmm...
Maybe some kind of PI?
Only one way to find out.
[♪ thrilling music playing]
[gasps, grunts]
You and I are gonna have a little chat, George.
- Or is it Marv? - Get the hell off of me, man!
What'd you do with Sun?
I... Nothing, man. I swear to God.
[grunting]
Sun came to you for legal help,
you strung her along for six months, promising a visa.
Okay, okay, easy. Just tell me what you want.
- I wanna know where she is. - I got no idea.
Well, someone snatched her.
I'm guessing she was on to your scam and she threatened you.
That's not what happened.
You know something. You better tell me now.
- [grunting] - I'd be doing society a favor.
It's the money guys you want. Not me.
What money guys?
A crew I work with sometimes.
Financial types.
Unlicensed "you need a loan, they give you a loan" kinda deal.
- Loan sharks. - [winces]
Look, man, most of my clients are poor.
Victims. Your victims.
Okay. I tell them where they can go to get the cash to pay my fees.
I give them a number they can call.
So you just pawn them off on these money jackals?
Again, I'm not the bad guy here.
I'll be the judge of that. Keep talking.
So, Monday morning, I get a call from these guys.
They tell me Sun still owes them.
So what? They tell you to set up a meeting with her?
Yeah, I called her.
I told her I had an important update on her visa.
And to meet me by the gym.
I thought they were just gonna scare her a little.
Where do I find these guys?
I got no idea.
We always operate through intermediaries, anonymous calls.
If they got an office, I've never been.
- [winces] - You'll have to do better than that.
Okay. They drive around in this crappy old van.
I... I've seen the license plate.
I... I can describe it. I promise you'll find it.
If you're jerking me around, I will come back here.
You understand me?
The van. Go.
[knock on door]
Bobby.
- It's so good to see you. - Hey.
It's been too long.
- Thanks for helping out. - Always. Where's my client?
Uh, Mrs. Mai, this is Reenie Greene.
- The lawyer I told you about. - Mrs. Mai.
[in Vietnamese] Hello!
[in English] You're not Vietnamese.
No, but my dad was on a special assignment
in the US Embassy in Hanoi when I was 12.
Air Force brat. [chuckles]
[Ms. Mai] We've worked so hard.
And now, everything is at risk.
If Sun has been taken by Immigration.
- I don't... - She hasn't.
[Bobby] What'd you find out?
Sun's not being held in administrative detention,
and she hasn't been deported.
So we can rule that out.
- That's a relief. - Yeah.
But then where is she?
- Colter's on that. - And he's the best there is.
So in the meantime, I'd like to get some more information from you.
Information. Why?
To get your visa situation straightened out.
So when Sun does come home,
you guys will be back on track.
How much will it cost? We spent thousands already on Mr. Prine.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing. Okay?
- Really? - Yeah.
This kind of generosity,
you'll receive many blessings.
We got this, Auntie. We're gonna get through it together.
You're in very good hands, Ms. Mai.
Call me if you need anything, all right?
Bye.
[phone vibrating]
What up, C?
Looks like Sun was trying to repay a loan she'd taken out.
Who was she borrowing money from?
Well, it sure as hell wasn't JPMorgan Chase.
- Loan sharks. - Yep.
That scumbag Prine lured her into an alley to meet the money guys.
She fought back, they took her.
Okay, so where would they take her and why?
I don't know. I got a partial plate of the van.
Give me five minutes.
Texting you right now.
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
[phone chimes]
[locks clunk]
[phone vibrating]
Hey, you got anything?
[Colter] I found the loan sharks' van.
Sweet. I'm on my way.
No, no, I got this.
Come on, C. This is my scene. I know the ins and outs. Let me help.
You did help. You found the van.
I'm just gonna hang back and follow 'em.
Okay, but I know Sun, and I'm not gonna be in the way.
Two of us are better than one, right?
I'm good for now. I'll let you know.
I need to move quick and light.
[Bobby sighs]
- Gotta go. - [indistinct chatter]
[man 1] It doesn't make sense. Explain that.
[man 2] What do you mean, "It doesn't make sense"?
- [doors opening and closing] - [indistinct chatter]
[engine starts]
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
[man 1] What the hell took you so long?
Had to take a leak, man. Back off.
Yeah. You wanna make him mad, that's your funeral, not mine.
Are you done? 'Cause we're good.
We're not good. We're supposed to be there by 7:00.
Yeah, maybe I was unclear,
'cause I understand that the practice of your office
is not to certify an I-130 if the sponsor is subsequently deceased.
But I think that you'll find that the actual statute says otherwise.
Oh, well, on the other hand,
if your office wants a civil rights lawsuit,
I would be delighted to provide one.
Great, great, wonderful.
I... I look forward to your email.
Okay, bye.
Does anyone ever say no to you?
Yeah. Colter.
[chuckles]
I know the feeling. That man is all boundaries.
[Reenie] Hmm.
Seriously, though, I get the whole self-reliance thing, and I respect that.
But Sun's my friend. I should be out there trying to help find her.
The guy lives in a camper.
How inclusive do you think he's gonna be?
- Airstream, actually. - Oh, right.
Hey, um, has he talked to you at all about his family?
Mmm... no.
It's a lot to unpack there.
All right, you can't just drop that and then not tell me.
What, all this time and you haven't snooped?
No. I have a strict code.
No snooping on friends.
Good on you.
If you had, you'd know that his dad died when he was young.
I mean, the circumstances are complicated, to say the least,
and it is not my story to tell.
But if I was a betting gal, which I am,
I'd say that loner thing that he does has something to do with that.
Ooh. He would 100% hate this conversation.
[chuckles] Yeah, he would.
But someday, it's gonna come back to haunt him.
Trust me, I have seen it.
For now, I guess, lone wolf's gonna lone wolf.
Yeah, well, I owe the guy.
He got my ass out of a bad situation.
Let's just say I got in too deep with a cyber hacking job.
How was I supposed to know it was the Russian mob?
- What? He didn't tell me this. - He wouldn't.
You know C.
Silos in silos.
[Reenie scoffs]
- What the hell? - What? What is it?
This is Colter's truck,
and it's just been sitting in this location.
But that's his cell phone signal that's going somewhere fast.
I tried texting him, but no answer.
Vintage.
I really hope he knows what he's doing.
[♪ tense music playing]
[phone ringing]
Yeah.
Yeah, copy that.
We got a stop to make. Change of plans.
Boss wants us to drop the money on the way.
Take a left on Keller.
[tires screeching]
Here, pull into this alley.
All right.
You sure it's all here?
Yeah, I'm sure. Get inside.
Well, I'm making sure because...
You always...
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
[dialing]
[phone vibrating]
Hello.
Sending you an address. I need a lift.
Why are you calling me from Sun's phone?
- I'll explain when you get here. - [call disconnects]
[keypad beeping]
All right, let's go. We gotta get close to that van.
Find out where they took Sun.
I'll take that as "thanks for the lift" in Colter talk.
You know where it's going?
- No. But you do. - Um, what?
That's why I called you from Sun's phone.
I hid my phone in the van.
Just follow that signal.
All right. Let's go.
[♪ upbeat tense music playing]
Hold on. I'm coming, too.
No, you wait here till I come out with Sun.
Colter, come on, man. She's my friend.
Best if I go alone because they probably know who you are.
Or at least they've seen you with her.
Now, if they see you before I see them, we got a problem.
Okay, but I don't like it.
Keep the car running.
[indistinct shouting inside]
[♪ distant music playing]
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
Screw this.
[♪ hip-hop music playing]
[people jeering, cheering]
[indistinct heckling]
[whooping] That's my girl!
[referee] Give it up for Sun!
[♪ hip-hop music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Hey, what the hell is all this?
Are you kidding? The greatest show on Earth.
It's like the MMA, except there's no rules.
You pay to see this?
Me and a lot of other people.
You, uh, seen a fighter named Sun?
Hell yeah. You just missed her. But she'll be back.
- Did she win? - Barely.
Said they might bring her out in a few minutes, make her fight again.
But these match-ups, they're crazy.
Nah, man, that's messed up.
Seriously messed up.
[Sun breathing heavily]
Sun Mai?
[winces, sighs]
I'm here to take you home.
- And who are you? - I'm a friend of Bobby Exley.
He sent me to come get you.
Yeah, well, I can't.
- You can. - You don't get it.
If I leave before my debt is paid,
he'll kill my mother.
Who's gonna kill your mother?
Look, I just have to fight for two more weeks.
- Two weeks? - And then my debt's paid,
- and I can get out of here. - You don't have to do this.
Look, it's the only option.
No, you don't understand. It's not the only option.
Prine lied about how he could help you
and these guys, these guys here, they're never gonna let you go.
[sighs]
Look, it's my fault.
I took the money.
I just need to get us visas.
It's not your fault.
You stay here, and you die. It's that simple.
Well, they're watching me,
so it's not like I can get out even if I wanted to.
Maybe you can't, but we can.
Now, come on. Bobby's waiting outside. Let's go.
- Wait. Bobby's here? - Yeah.
Sun, you gotta trust me.
Come on.
It's time.
- Yeah, okay. - Come on.
[groans] Look out!
Stop!
Nice and easy, tough guy.
Your gun. Let's go.
Come on. My boss is gonna wanna have a word with you.
[door opens]
[grunting]
You okay, Sun?
Yeah.
- Yeah. - Who's responsible for this?
You wanna shoot me? Do that.
But I'm not telling you a thing.
[grunts]
I thought I told you to wait in the car.
I thought you needed a hand.
Yeah, appreciate it. Come on, let's go.
Get the hell out of here. Come on.
Almost there. Let's go.
- [gun cocks] - Uh-uh!
I wouldn't do that.
Art?
Hey.
Sorry, folks.
This ain't personal. This is just business.
Now step away from my star attraction.
Move it.
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
You're the one running the illegal fights?
Sure. I love my gym,
but there's a lot more money in this version of the sport.
So you're making her fight to pay off her debt?
I'm not making her do anything.
You see, these fights are big business for me.
And Sun can earn her way out of debt by helping me bring in the crowd.
Now, that's a win-win.
No, you're gonna let her out of it right now.
Hey, you ain't making the rules here, pal.
You're awfully tough with a gun, aren't you?
How do you do without it?
[laughing derisively]
Maybe 20 years and 20 pounds ago.
But nowadays, I got other people doing my fighting for me.
Ain't that right, Scotty?
- [grunts] - [gunshot]
Ah!
Drop it. Drop it.
- [gun clatters] - [Colter groans]
[♪ intense rock music playing]
- [blows landing] - [grunting]
[gun cocks]
[♪ suspenseful music playing]
[vehicle approaching, tires screeching]
[police siren wailing]
Thanks, Bobby.
You should go now.
You want to get her out of here.
[♪ triumphant music playing]
[door opens]
- Hi. - Hello.
How's Sun doing?
She's much better. Thank God.
She's already talking about getting back to the gym.
Oh. [chuckles]
Hi, Bobby.
You need to eat more. Too skinny.
My daughter likes a strong man.
[Reenie] Yeah, Bobby.
- [chuckling] - After you.
Oh, my God, it smells incredible.
[Ms. Mai] Mmm.
It is. Do you want a bowl?
I'd love some.
Um, before we do that,
I've got good news and better news.
The good news is that George Prine, or whatever his name is,
is facing a litany of fraud and other charges.
- That is very good news. - [Reenie] Mmm-hmm.
And the better news is that his arrest
makes you eligible for something called a U visa,
reserved specifically for victims of crime.
What? That's amazing. How did you...
[Reenie] It's not a done deal yet,
but the hearing's next Tuesday at 10:00 a.m.
So I've worked a little magic into my schedule
and I'll be able to fly back to represent you.
Thank you. I don't know how to repay you.
Mmm, bowl of that soup, maybe.
Two bowls of soup coming right up.
[clicking tongue, speaking Vietnamese]
[in English] Auntie, let me help you.
Thank you for what you did.
It's nothing.
Really.
Well, when you came out from behind that locker
and helped disarm that guy, um...
I was impressed.
[chuckles softly]
You know, you're a better fighter than I give you credit for.
Oh, okay.
I see. So you underestimated me.
- Yeah, maybe... maybe a little. - [chuckles]
Well, maybe we should grab a drink and talk about your site?
You know, that is, if you still need my services.
Yeah, I'd like that.
Cool.
[Bobby chuckles softly]
- Cool. - [chuckles]
[♪ gentle country music playing, Trampled By Turtles "Alone"]
♪ Come into the world ♪
♪ Alone... ♪
[phone vibrating]
♪ And you go out of the world... ♪
- Hey, Teddi. - So, Sun is safe and sound?
Yeah. She'll be back in the ring in no time.
Just the legal ones.
But what about Art Arfano, his shady business?
[Teddi] Going down.
He's looking at charges for loan sharking, kidnapping
and operation of an unlicensed place of amusement.
Good. What about Sun?
So, uh, Reenie made sure that her name isn't on any of the charging documents
for the illegal fighting.
She was never there.
Perfect.
All right, listen, I gotta go. Bobby and Reenie are headed my way.
So I'll call you from the road.
So how do you wanna be paid? Bitcoin all right?
No, let's not deal with that now.
We'll, uh... we'll square up down the road.
- You sure? - Yeah.
I call it, uh, discounted services for a friend.
I hope this isn't one of those IOU things,
because I don't do that.
All right? I like to keep my books clean.
- Oh, I see. I see. - [Reenie chuckles]
No, it's nothing like that.
The truth is, I couldn't have done it without you.
I'm just glad you didn't listen to me when I told you to stay in car.
Well, I went with my gut.
We're good. Honestly.
You know, it's very rare that the three of us
are all in the same place at the same time.
Yeah, my flight's not for another few hours.
- We can go grab a bite to eat? - Ooh, I got a killer place.
If you're not gonna let me pay you for bringing back Sun,
the least I can do is buy you lunch.
Uh...
I'll tell you what? Rain check.
Come on, man. They got Korean short rib burgers.
Sounds good, but, uh, next time.
Next time, what is this next time?
What, when you're in Chicago?
Yeah, seriously. What's so important?
Sioux City. I got a job. I got a lot of miles ahead of me.
So, uh, next time.
♪ Whoa... ♪
[Bobby] Hold on.
Really appreciate your help, man.
You're welcome.
♪ The days and nights are killing me... ♪
Bobby. Reenie.
See ya.
♪ The light and dark are still in me... ♪
[Reenie sighs]
♪ But there's an anchor on the beach... ♪
What?
Lone wolf's gonna lone wolf.
♪ And bring a falling star ♪
♪ Ohh ♪
[♪ theme music playing]