Over here!
Woah! Woah! Woah!
Hands where I can see them!
I'm sorry!
Right hand, please.
Break it, you bought it, Blood.
You done scared the chickens out of me.
This little fresh meat motherfucker here.
What you in for?
Well...
I'm no criminal.
Okay. Cause everybody innocent.
Are you innocent?
I got a rap sheet long enough
to wallpaper this whole motherfucker.
Got you bunked up in here with a real legend, huh?
- Okay. - Shit. Grand theft,
destruction of property, prison escapes,
disorderly conduct, so on and so forth.
- You know. - Wait, you...
You do a prison escape?
Escapes, bitch.
You'll never find my ass.
But you're still here.
For a minute.
Well...
I needs to get out.
Okay.
You don't know what we've been through.
Me and my girl, we got us dream plans.
Dream plans?
Yeah, okay.
But hey,
I got a sign on my back says I give a fuck?
Fucking stupid ass...
Even you say you gots a way out...
Yeah.
And? What you got?
Well...
We got some money.
Shit. Y'all what?
Y'all selling Girl Scout cookies and shit?
How much?
We got 250,000 dollars cash.
You trippin'?
I swear.
On my hair.
We only gots till 3:30 tomorrow.
What's good at 3:30?
Are you gonna help me get out?
Hey, Blood.
I don't trust no one,
not even my damn self, you feel me?
Well...
How about I trust you
to trust me?
Alright, look.
I'm not saying like I got a way,
but if I did, then what?
Your home girl just gonna hand me a pile of paper?
She'll be there.
Where?
Well, shit. Wet my beak, Blood. What's popping?
Hey, where the money from?
Who is this female? Where is she at?
And at the end of the day,
what's my cut?
You can have all that money.
I just want to be with my one and only.
The fuck?
This bitch got golden titties or something?
She my girl.
To protect from...
whatever, whoever,
whenever,
and why ever.
A quarter mill?
A quarter, homie?
Well, shit tick tock yeah, bitch.
Give me the whole fucking gumbo.
You're gonna help me?
You gonna make me believe?
I could tell you everything,
but I don't think you wanna hear that whole story.
Press play, Blood.
I can't promise you I'ma keep my eyes open.
You don't tell nobody.
This stays between them ears and these walls.
I'm Baron, by the way.
Once upon a time,
I was just a wee boy
running through the hay fields with my mama.
Beautiful golden light.
I remember the smell on the air...
And the feeling of the queen
- who gets my skin all... - No, no...
Hey!
What? No, once upon a time bullshit.
"Wee boy?"
Make me fucking stab you right. Cut the fat, fam.
Well, you'll see, it's all about them details.
Fuck the details. Fuck your mama.
Fast forward.
Okay.
Well...
I worked at the post office.
In fact, that was the best job I ever done had.
You see,
I always liked glancing into other people's worlds.
But ain't nothing don't come easy most days.
FRAGILE
PERISHABLE
Mama always say,
"If'n it's holding you down,
you just gotta find them one's you love
and hold 'em tight till the promised land".
- Hey. - Hey, Miss Jenkins.
Biscuit, hun! It's just Baron.
Hi Biscuit!
Hun!
My granddaughter's wedding invite!
Baby on the way
and they just bought a trailer out in...
Bless your heart.
For some it happens faster than others, hun.
My mama needs me.
You got to look out for you, too.
God knows, none of us aren't getting any younger.
Right.
While there's life, there's hope.
Hey, hey, pause real quick.
What's up with croquet?
The which what?
Blood, you just said croquet.
Croquet?
No, I... No, crochet.
Crochet is like a knitting...
I know what a crochet is. I got a granny.
I'm really trying to like peep your story and shit,
but you need to cut to the chase, you feel me?
I do. I think.
Day has come, Baron.
I done asked you for six months
to chop that freaking Yeti off your head.
Get it gone.
Miss Sandy, I done told you. I've had this hair since...
You are no longer working
for the Postal Service.
Any and all involvement is hereby nullified.
But my mama, she needs me to have this job.
Not now!
Not here.
Sweetheart, you got the job.
Hey, time out. Time out.
You lost your damn job
just cause you ain't cut your fucking hair?
As you might have guessed,
I once saw some video about some Reggaes
on some island.
And their dreaded locks somehow defined them.
I don't know. I ain't never losing my hair.
Yeah.
You're a regular fucking Bob Marley.
Thanks.
Hey, mama.
Got your moon pies.
There you go.
They done raised the medicine price again.
They are lower than a snake's belly in a wagon rut.
Open up.
Don't you worry at all.
I'll find a way.
Ain't no one nowhere hiring no one nowhere.
Hi, Ron.
Someone once told me,
things will get worse before they get better.
But for me?
Life was mounting to a hill of beans.
But just then,
out of nowhere...
Red hot like fire.
Shit!
You like them reds!
No, no, no. Red hot.
She done had pink hairs.
Prettiest I ever seen.
Girl of my dreams.
I thought you were dead.
Stumbling upon a dead body would've been exciting.
No, I'm not dead. Don't think.
You from this town?
- Yeah. - What's there to do?
Nothing.
Nothing?
Ain't nothing to do?
I don't know. I...
Okay.
Well...
That's one way to do it.
We got a trail. You can hear the armadillos crying at night.
Got an abandoned quarry that feels bottomless.
Folks in small homes with big dreams
and no means.
We got a post office run by a mean old boss
with a hatred of long hairs for no real reason.
One red light. One ice cream shop.
Folks so friendly that we don't have no police.
No fire department, no nothing.
I don't know where you come from,
but we don't got much. I ain't got nothing,
but it's home.
And it's the only place I've ever known.
Wow.
You gonna show me around?
Marmalade.
That's my name, Marmalade.
That sounds like a name and jelly rolled up in one.
I heard that before.
I'm Baron.
You look like a puppet flailing around out there.
Let's go before you drop down the whole forest.
Come on.
You okay?
You just feel staring at me for an awkward amount of time?
You okay?
Well giddy up, Puppet.
Just promise me you won't chop my head.
I'll tell you from then on,
we was inseparatable.
Like one person glued from the same cloth.
One, two,
- three... Eggplant! - Three... Eggplant.
I know!
- So, how many is that? - Four. Yes.
Four out of ten.
That ain't bad. It's like half.
You know,
I used to smash trees too
like you did back there when I was little.
Why'd you do that?
It's like...
I can't really describe it...
Well, cheers, big ears.
- Cheers. - Want to try mine?
- Sure. - Try it.
And my mom, my dear old mumsy ended up marrying
some other fucking dickhead.
So, yeah, I fucking bailed.
Again.
Jumped freight for a minute and then...
Then I met this sleazebag out in Bug Bay.
But he gave me Big Bertha.
That's what I call her. Big B.
- He just gave it to ya? - Yeah.
He just gave it to me.
Who knows where I'll be next, right?
Yeah. Couldn't just up and leave my mama.
Wasn't my real mom. Nah.
That lady's a whole other recipe.
I been in foster homes since...
Fucking forever.
I don't tell no people this, but my daddy was an astronaut.
- Bullshit. - That's what my mama said.
He never came to meet me. He was too busy building rockets.
But...
It blew up with him.
In space.
Woah.
Yeah, if not for my mom, I'd be long gone here come tomorrow.
What's her name?
Her name's Eda. Mama Eda.
Mama Eda.
I like it.
She's very sick.
They done raised the price of her medicine overnight.
Can't no one afford it.
Except some greedy man out there.
And... And he's so...
He's so rich...
he just buys another boat when his first one get wet.
You know what I say?
I say when the system fails you,
you just got to create your own system.
They'll get what they're due.
Don't worry about that.
They'll get what they're due.
I got two questions for you.
You can tell me if I'm being too forward, okay?
Question one.
Can I stay over with you?
Yeah.
Hot damn.
- What's the other question? - There wasn't any.
That was just sort of like a backup,
in case you like, shot that one down.
You wanna show me a quarry?
Woopsies.
It's my fault for leaving it there.
Mama?
- Hey, mama? - Hi.
- Hi, Mama Eda. - She's Marmalade.
- I'm Marmalade. Nice to meet you. - I'm sorry, mama Eda.
Baron's told me a shit ton about you.
I feel like I freaking know you already.
Sorry.
- I'm tired as hell. - Right. I'll just leave you be.
Bummer. Hey?
You gonna head out first thing tomorrow?
Depends.
Maybe if that job don't work out,
I may come up with another plan.
You know, for you and me.
And Mama Eda, of course.
Yeah, I'd like that.
Goodnight, Puppet.
Right. Goodnight.
Hello?
- Hi. - Hey!
You're still here.
- You're in my... - Yeah.
I found it in your room. Yeah.
- I'll show you how to do a... - All right.
Hi, mama.
Hey, what are those?
Oh my God. I almost forgot.
- For you. - Puppet, really?
Oh my God. Thank you!
Careful, careful.
Well, I never got flowers before.
Don't they smell beautiful?
I can't smell.
Not that big one.
- The little small ones. - No, I mean like I can't smell nothing.
Never could.
Congenital anosmia. It's some random-ass rare shit.
Well, you can borrow my nose.
They smell beautiful.
Just like you.
Hey.
You don't got to worry about her no more.
Yeah, how you reckon?
Cause you got me now.
You like it?
Well, I got to her get her good.
So maybe you and me can do some adventure.
And I've been thinking.
There is that extra bedroom upstairs nobody's using.
Puppet, let's rob a bank.
- Say what? - Let's...
rob...
a fucking bank.
- Do what now? - Stop playing!
Dude, come on. You punk motherfucker here, Blood.
Hey. Hey, Blood.
You and this Marmalade,
y'all went postal on some shit, huh?
Yeah. That's some real genes, huh? Come on.
I don't know what that means.
You work at the post office. You don't know what going postal means?
Hey. All due respect, you goofy, bro.
Yeah. All right, keep going.
A bank? No, I just got to find something that's...
Something that what, huh?
Something that
magically, mysteriously,
suddenly makes money rain from the sky?
- Marmalade. - Puppet.
Marmalade.
Baron.
I like you.
I think we got something special.
Like you've been sent here to protect me.
Like some...
knight in shining armor.
There's reality.
Right? And then there's dreaming.
Up there.
But then there is this place
that is right in between.
That's right here.
Right fucking now.
Them pleonexia pills were the only thing keeping mama alive.
But to get them, well,
we knew nothing about robbing a bank.
So Marmalade done come up with a list.
Number one: Stake out.
And "warts" backwards is "straw".
Dog is God.
And reward is... Well,
- reward is drawer, or... - It's too damn exposed.
What?
Foot traffic's everywhere. It won't work.
I didn't know we were scouting starting right now.
Fuck.
Puppet!
We got to take this fucking serious.
Alright? I wanna start my dream life.
Our dream life.
There's a bank few turns over. I remember it being there.
Number two: Case the joint.
Baby it's perfect.
You reckon?
I reckon! I reckon! I reckon!
Come on!
- Right now? - No!
- Not now, we're not fucktards. - Okay.
Now, we got to count the cameras,
how high the teller windows are.
- Number of clerks, entrances and exits. - Of clerks? What are we...?
Just stay natural, Puppet. I got a feeling about this one.
Oh god dang...
- Baby, I should... - Okay, first off...
Puppet! Okay, it's fine, it's fine.
Sorry.
Focus. So, I'm gonna walk in through here.
I'll walk up here, I'm gonna ask for the money in the safe.
- This is the safe? - Yeah, that's the safe.
You shoot the camera and then we're out.
- Wham, bam, thank you, ma'am. - Shoot?
Shoot the camera with what?
Number three: Weapons training.
Can we focus now?
Sorry, I just ain't never used no type of firearm before.
Do I look like some fucking gun nut?
Hey.
Don't answer that.
Just aim
where you think it'll end up... Fire.
Okay.
There you go.
There right there.
I'm out to get you!
Number four: Team bonding.
Y'all need help?
Yup.
Where your changing rooms at?
I love you.
And I always will.
Yo!
Shit. I got it.
Damn!
I'm down with your details and shit, Blood.
But like, you making this hella uncomfortable.
Hand me that poo paper.
Well anyway,
Marmalade had tattoos in all sorts of nooks and crannies.
Places I ain't never seen before.
- She used to call me her blank canvas. - Keep talking.
Well, then, Marmalade got a heart tattoo.
I love it! I love it!
With the name "Baron" on it.
But for mine...
No, no, no! You fucking idiot.
It's M-A-R-M!
That idiot done spell Marmalade wrong.
So, we had him stop.
Just in nick of time, too.
He had an M, and an A and a M.
All he had to do is add an extra "A".
Figure I'll have it to think about my mama.
It's perfect.
Hey. Marmalade got a lot of ink?
Bunch a little ones.
But she does have this puzzle piece on her neck.
Puzzle piece?
What's up with that?
Well, that's like a...
Like a piece that you found when you're looking for a puzzle.
- There's all these individual... - I know. I got a granddaddy.
I'm just...
I'm saying like...
- Is it big on her neck? It's big? - Yeah. Why?
Why? You the one that said it's all about the details.
Got me over here finish it.
You know what I'm saying? I'm inspired.
Quench my thirst. Come on, Blood.
Excuse me.
What's this? I gave you a 20.
Don't think so, doll. Y'all gave me a 10.
Puppet, didn't I give him a 20?
Marmalade had her own set of rules for everything.
Yeah, Gary, that was a 20.
Sorry, I done seen that.
Skipped my third cup of jitter juice this morning.
- Sorry about that, Baron. - It's alright.
Okay.
Thank you.
- You ready, Puppet? - Yeah.
Thanks, Gary.
Send my best to Eda now, boy.
Mama.
Sorry, mama.
It's just... Me and Marmalade...
Yeah.
I know.
We've been working on some big plans.
Yup.
Yeah, she figured a way out.
Yeah, truth be told,
I don't know what I'm doing.
Well, she wants to...
She wants to rob a dang bank.
I know.
You know, I just...
Well, the pills and she's...
She wants to...
Take a lover.
And see, I don't want to let her down. It's just...
I am scared, mama.
Mama?
What's up?
Okay...
Now don't you worry, mama.
We'll make this work, okay?
I promise.
Oh my God!
You almost shit yourself.
- Wait, did you actually shit yourself? - Why'd you do that?
Early worm catches the bird. You got to plan, plan! Come on!
Hey, you see mama's pills?
What happened to your mama?
Your birth mama?
You said you were in Foster's care.
It's foster care. Not Foster's.
Foster care.
Okay, so, what happened?
Marmalade?
Number five: Safehouse.
- Quit asking me about it. - Why can't you tell me?
It was nothing, alright?
My mama just didn't come save me is all.
- She's fried out her damn skull. - Save you?
What you mean, save you?
- Marmalade? - From one of my foster dads, okay?
Happy?
What he do?
- You don't want to know. - I do want to know. Like...
- I don't wanna talk about it. - Why not?
- I just don't want to. - Why not?
Fuck!
My life ain't like yours, all right?
- You don't want to know... - I wanna know.
- I do. Yes. - You don't!
- You really don't! - Like what?
Like...
Like someone who hobbles into your fucking room every night.
We were...
We were just little kids.
And after he's done with all that,
he takes you out to the garage
and he locks you in a dog cage.
Fucking dog cages.
And he jabs at you with his stupid little white cane.
His left eye twitching when you get him mad.
I should have took his cane and killed him when I had the chance.
I heard he still fosters little kids.
Probably still got cages in the garage. You don't wanna about this stuff.
I'm your knight in shining armor.
Remember that?
- Remember that? - I do.
I do.
Yeah, that's right.
But for right now,
- it's time we make our own rules. - Yeah.
All right. Love you.
Love you, too.
You coming?
Yeah.
Number six: Disguises.
Marmalade?
So, we got to think about our disguises a ton.
Because with our notoriety,
we'll be known with whatever dumb name they come up with.
They? Who's they?
We just got to make a statement, but not be too fucking stupid.
What about this?
We could be the rooster gang?
Something like that?
Nah, they'd probably call us the giant cock gang.
I bet you'd like that though?
Puppet, looky!
Looky, looky! Help me!
Here.
It's...
What's better than one Marmalade?
Three Marmalades.
I don't think we can afford these.
Why not?
Go on. Put it on. Try it on.
We've been kicked around our whole lives.
Let's start kicking back.
Get on the ground.
Come on, on the ground.
Get on the fucking ground!
Fuck! Split, Puppet. Let's go.
Puppet, split.
Let's go, split.
Please.
Hey.
- Hey, baby, I was just playing. - That...
Look at me.
It's just me.
That kid just got a little boo-boo. Okay?
Stupid little dummy.
Just a bit of fun to get the jitters out for tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
D-Day.
No, I...
We could sell my baseball card collection.
- We... - She's gonna die, Baron.
- She's gonna die. - Don't say that.
Look...
This will be our last job.
I swear it.
We haven't even had our first job yet.
Just gotta go tomorrow, okay?
You just got to trust me.
Number Seven: Bank note.
Masks hide our faces.
Notes...
hide our voices.
But you done spelled money wrong.
What? Yeah, I know.
Misspellings throw 'em off. It'll be our calling card.
What do you want?
We got all opportunity in the world. So, what do you want?
- I want mama to get better. - No, Puppet. What do you want?
What do you, Baron, need?
You. I want you. I need you.
I want you, too.
I want this. I want us.
But this is the only way.
And we got to do this.
- I gotta go check on mama. - No, she's fine, baby.
- I got to rub her feet. - I can do it.
- All right? - Okay.
I can do it.
She's just as much my mama now, too.
Sometimes I ask God how come people get sick.
Some of them just get better and better.
But some of 'em just get worse and worse.
If he creates all good,
then he gotta create all evil, too.
Sure makes you wonder how far we all gotta go
for the ones we love.
Especially when things go all twisted.
While there is life,
there is hope.
Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh! Fuck!
- Fuck, fuck! - What happened?
- I don't know.
I was in the kitchen and I came back and I found her like this.
What happened?
I don't know, Puppet, I wasn't in here!
What's wrong with her?
Fuck, is she dead, Puppet?
What's wrong with her?
I don't want to look at her.
You all right?
They just kept raising the price of that medicine.
Hey, look here, Blood.
I know...
It don't help much,
but my mom's been sick my whole life.
I don't even know if she's still alive.
You don't talk?
She's in Kingston.
Jamaica. That's where she grew up.
And we...
We...
Our shit's complicated, Blood.
But that's the only mama you got.
Only one you'll ever get.
Give them great meals and they will eat like wolves
and fight like devils.
All right, look. I can get shit straight,
- but you need to go. - I didn't even tell the whole story yet.
Fool, we ain't got much time.
We are time's subjects, and time bids us be gone.
Shakespeare's sermonizin' hosted by yours truly
every Friday if you're so inclined.
Hey, sit your ass. Hey, hey!
All right, look, it's chow time.
You go and eat your slop, what you not gonna do
is cry on these fuckers like a little bitch.
Cripple your ass for real.
Here. Take that, take that.
All right.
Head up. Walk tall. You feel me? Chest out.
Come on.
And clench your butt.
I think you got something in your braid.
Hey, hey, hey!
Get up! Get up!
- I'm good, I'm good. - Hands on the back!
Damnit!
Tough guy, you trying to do something?
- Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. - Calm down.
Get your ass in there.
What are you gonna do?
Sorry about that, boss.
I'm guessing the guy with the tattoos isn't with us.
No. He's not one of ours. Great look, though, huh?
- Special Agent. - Yeah?
Detective Gray.
Local. Solid. Solid work.
We might have a problem.
Wait, what? What problem?
Between us, I think you left your Idiot's Guide to ebonics up there.
"What up, Blood"? I mean...
- I don't think I heard that ever. - Are you serious?
That didn't come out quite like I wanted it to.
The team's over here.
- Hey! There he is! - Is everyone up to speed?
We, just... Thank you.
There's not much time left. I need a repatch.
Let's go. Let's go. Let's go!
We think you've been pushing him a little too far.
We're gonna take it from here.
The fuck?
I'm sorry, you are?
Chief Aldo Dixon.
Well, look here, Chief. This Marmalade is my Bug Bay Bandit.
In my jurisdiction. it's...
I almost had him singing about his little gal pal before.
And I wasn't even playin' dress-up.
Chief, all due respect, I've chased her for two years.
You don't even know it's the same broad yet.
All right, okay.
Bug Bay Bandit, also known as the Babydoll Bandit.
Multiple robberies,
all with the same MO.
See? She wears the same pink babydoll dress.
Look. Same handwriting, same misspellings, all right?
Zero trace. This is the only lead we have.
I'm taking him back down for questioning.
Sir, please don't do that.
Excuse me?
All due respect, you've been listening.
Any alarms before that meet, she disappears all over again.
Exactly right.
Sir, you're never gonna believe this.
- He's askin' for a phone call. - We can trace that?
Absolutely not.
- Already wired it, sir. - The fuck?
Leave a message after the beep.
Hello? Marmalade?
I don't know if you'll hear this,
but they done got me.
But don't worry, I'm comin'.
There's a nice man here who's gonna...
You...
you just gonna meet me at our spot,
3:30 like you done said.
Okay?
Can't wait to see you again.
I'ma take good care of you. I promise.
It's Baron, by the way.
- You ain't taking him out of my jail! - Look. He shows us the way,
we're coming right back here again.
There ain't no way the she is gonna show!
- It's our only chance. - We might get a partial pardon.
No time.
That boy is dumber than a box of crayons.
Now, there ain't no way that he is gonna break.
Unless...
You know...
someone makes him break.
Yeah! Yeah.
- All right. All right... - Yeah.
I'm going back in. He doesn't talk, you know what to do.
We're goin' jackrabbit parole. Fill Detective Gray.
Jack what? Rabbit what?
Hey, put my shit down, Blood.
Come on. Finish your story.
Well, after Mama went to heaven,
I figured we didn't need to rob no dang bank.
We gotta stay on track. We'll stick to our plan.
I'll go to the post office tomorrow.
- I'll get my job back. - No.
- Yes, I am. I said... - No, you're not!
I told myself I was gonna wait until after the goddamn robbery...
I got such a big mouth!
I wanted to wait to surprise you.
Surprise? What's the surprise?
That I'm pregnant.
I'm fuckin' pregnant.
We're gonna have a little puppet, Puppet.
Dear sweet Lord...
I pray that you up there with Mama.
You take Marmalade and our little one in your arms
and protect them.
Because Lord knows we are scared.
You're scared. You just told me you're not even going to the bank.
I'm gonna be the getaway driver.
- Okay? - Cool, cool, cool.
- Yeah. - Great stuff.
Amen.
Just to be clear, will it be you or Jesus takin' the wheel?
Just wondering.
- It's gonna be both of us. - That's good news.
All right. You're up, Puppet.
Hey, where's your mask?
Puppet, you had one freakin' job!
Okay.
And number eight: The job.
All right.
Gotta double mask it
for extra protection.
Hey, hey.
I'm worried about you. Both of you.
All right. Look at me.
You leave the car running.
When I come out, you fuckin' gun it like a bat out of hell, okay?
Wait, wait!
What?
What are you doing?
Get in the driver's seat!
Go! Go! Puppet, go!
Christ.
Go!
- Get in! - Go! Go! Go!
Money! Money! Money!
How much is that?
Like, a lot.
Like, a lot, lot.
Yeah.
I thought you said we just need a little to get started, but this seems
like more than just a little.
Well...
I guess we got lucky.
No, something don't smell right.
Well, I can't smell, remember?
No, it's not that. It's just...
You're a freakin' worry-wart, you know that?
I know. I know. It's just...
- a lot. - Yeah, it's a lot.
Same street. So, what?
Must have just gotten a delivery today.
How'd you know that?
I don't.
Just fucking dumb luck.
- How come you know so much? - About what?
I don't know. About this.
About that. About about everything.
What's it matter?
- You said when our dream life started... - This is our dream life.
It's already started.
Okay. So, tell me the truth.
Promise you won't get mad?
Yeah.
I might have done this once before.
A small bank out in Bug Bay.
That's it?
Another couple banks, too.
Fuck.
But they were all fuckin'...
Fuckin' chump change, you know?
Fuckin' pennies. It was nothing like this.
Nothing like this.
I wanted to throw the towel, Puppet, I really did. But...
Fuck! Then I met you, and I wanted...
the whole fucking world.
And the moon.
We gotta give this back.
Well, no. We can't. We can't do that.
This was supposed to be for Mama's pills.
I think I need a minute.
Look, Puppet...
I don't wanna...
Did you just fart?
But I thought you can't smell.
Well, I can't. But you got this weird fuckin'...
guilty...
Look, whatever.
I don't wanna fight.
My mind. You know, I got a lot stuck in there right now.
Just remember
it's me and you against the whole wide world.
Yeah, and our baby.
- Huh? - The baby.
Yeah.
And our baby, Puppet.
All three of us.
I love you.
Love you, too.
Did the big baby get his panties out of a bunch?
I'm just playing.
Baby, will you get the the masks out the car?
Why?
Because we gotta burn 'em.
Burn them.
All right.
Hey, baby, we gotta get rid of this Big Bertha sooner than later!
Puppet?
Why do you have Mama's pills?
What?
What are you...?
Puppet...
I was holding onto those in case of an emergency.
I put 'em in the car
and I fuckin' forgot.
Okay? I'm serious. I fuckin' forgot.
- We did everything we... - Stop!
Just...
stop.
Okay.
I can't tell if...
You can't tell if what?
I can't tell if you're being honest.
It was just Mama Eda's time.
Okay?
It's been a really big fucking day.
I'm taxed. You're fucking taxed.
- Let's... - Don't come any closer.
Let's put the gun down, Puppet.
- What do we do? - All right.
Come on out here or we're comin' in.
- Choice is yours. - We go outside and apologize.
Okay?
- Okay? - Baby, baby, just focus! Okay?
- All right. - We just gotta split the money
and run, okay?
You know that spot that we talked about?
- Yeah. - We go there.
If one of us doesn't show, that means they got nabbed.
- Okay? - Okay.
And if that happens, then one of us just fucking disappears forever. Okay?
Forever?
Look at me. 3:30.
Tomorrow. Okay?
- Say you got it. - 3:30 tomorrow.
- I got it. - "I fucking got it".
- I fucking got it. - Okay.
Okay.
Come here. Come here.
I've never loved anyone more than you.
And nobody's ever loved me...
Well, nobody's ever loved me.
You're the man of my fucking dreams.
3:30 tomorrow. Okay, Puppet?
Hey.
You dream big or don't dream at all.
Five...
Four...
Three...
I hear!
- Two... - I'm here!
I'm sorry!
Marmalade!
Where is she at?
She'll be there.
"3:30, wait for me."
Where?
The secret place only we know about.
There's not much time.
Don't play me, Blood. We had a deal.
You break me out, I show you the way.
250,000 dollars.
All right.
You ever think she double-time you, homie? You feel me?
You had your finger on the trigger, dog. Remember that.
Do you think she'll show there?
Do you believe our love?
Cause I know what I know.
And I done feel what I feel.
Rest ain't up to me.
Here's what we about to do.
Jackrabbit parole.
There is nothing either good or bad.
But thinking makes it so.
Hey, hey, hey.
Lay low till it's on.
Inmate 3-2-6, laundry pick-up!
Put this on and get in.
Bounce, Blood, bounce!
Problem there, bud?
I'm straight, Blood.
- Straight, huh? - Yeah.
- Laundry goes in the east end. - I heard you.
Hey! Hey!
- You get your Marmalade. - Hey!
- Hey! You got a hearing problem? - You go get your girl.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Calm down! It's cool!
- Over here! - Get off me now!
- Stay down! - I'm FBI!
He's FBI. He's clear! He's clear! Chill.
You fuckin' Walmart cop! Shit!
The hell happened?
- The plan was to go with him. - I know.
- The chief interfered. - Are they tracking him?
- Yes. Every move. - Should be wide open by now.
Let's roll.
APB is out.
Puzzle piece tattoo on her neck.
And a heart tattoo on her left ankle
- with the name Baron. - Okay.
Possibly strawberry blonde or pink hair.
Armed and dangerous.
Once more into the breach. Dear friends, once more.
Honestly, Ted,
the Shakespeare character's getting old, it's all a bit intense, brother.
- I got some notes for your performance. - Sorry, what?
- Suspect's vehicle pulling over ahead. - Copy that.
Looks like some sort of general store on the north side of Main Street.
What do y'all think he's getting?
Well, hopefully, something for her with any luck.
Jesus.
It'd be a miracle if he can make it anywhere in that. I mean...
- Where'd we find this piece of shit? - I don't know.
It's my personal, sir.
Opted to volunteer.
Good. Thank you. Good job.
There we go.
On the move.
Hey, boss. Car 2. We're in position over here
in case he goes over the hill.
"You only get one mama."
You really took a shine to that kid.
Poor guy.
He'll do five to ten for accessory.
At least, he got to see his Mama Eda one more time.
And knock on wood, his girl as well.
On the move.
He's there, boss.
Looks like he's stopping up here again.
Be advised. Location could be a nest egg.
Keep your eyes peeled for a positive ID.
Roger that.
Why is he stopping here?
They like their ice cream.
Come on, Marmalade. Where you at? Where you at?
3:15.
All right, remember, they're supposed to meet at 3:30.
Here we go. Next one's the drop.
Let's go.
Right turn, ten minutes.
Eyes on.
Hey, follow, follow!
Christ on a cracker!
- Now what is he doing? - He's going around the block.
Hang back. Hang back. He's seeing if anyone's following.
This is it.
Do you see her?
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Move in! Move in!
- FBI! FBI! - FBI! Come out with your hands up!
- Hands up! Hands up! - Come out!
Drop right now...
Do not move!
He said I could keep the car.
It's clear.
Put an APB out for two people now.
I repeat, a couple potentially heading north.
Make sure all the perimeter check points are locked down.
- They cannot get away. - Special Agent, where are you going?
I got you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
No, I don't know what you're talking about.
I don't know what you're talking about.
FBI JOINS HUNT FOR "BABYDOLL BANDIT"
Do you have the security photos from the bank?
Move, move, move!
What are you looking for?
Shit.
What?
That...
is not Marmalade's tattoo.
Go ahead and pop your trunk.
All clear, Sarge.
Have a pleasant day, ma'am.
Take care now.
Sir, what should they be looking for at the perimeter now?
You know what? I have no idea which way we're facing right now.
No fucking clue.
Just change it back to a blonde, male suspect,
Southern drawl.
I don't know. I don't know...
Copy that.
Wait. What about the girl?
There is no girl.
What?
There is no girl.
- Hey there. - Hey. How can I help you?
So, I called in an order a few days ago for pleonexia.
Remind me of the name again.
Lamram.
L-A-M-R-A-M.
I thought you weren't gonna show.
I had a little hold-up.
Thank you. Thank you.
Sir! Sir!
- I got the address. - The what?
The address from the tracking of the phone call.
Get in!
Come on!
Headquarters traced the number to some sort of pharmaceutical company.
That's it.
Lamram. Lamram.
Lamram. Lamram...
Right here. Right, right!
Officer approaching. Let him through.
Here, here, here!
Expensive damn drugs, huh?
Damn Warbucks.
Rich just keep getting richer.
- Where are we? - I don't this street!
You're lookin' at the map!
Got my whole supply there. Every last pill.
For you?
No.
They're for my mom.
Well...
My foster mom.
Left. Left. Here, here! Yeah, yeah. Yep!
About goddamn time!
- What? I'm sorry? - Sorry? You should be sorry.
The sheriff's office said someone'd be here by noon.
Sir, I think there's been a misunderstanding.
A block of money going kapoof.
Misunderstanding, my asshole.
What? Sir, I'm sorry. I don't follow.
I used to transit through Bug Bay.
And that shit hole was rippin' us, too.
- Sir, you said Bug Bay? - Are you deaf?
Yes! Bug Bay.
What, are y'all just sitting around with your thumbs up your prison purses?
Wait a minute now. It was your money that was stolen in the robbery?
Oh, dear God. Am I not speakey English?
Half a million fuckin' dollars
of mine was stolen from some po-dunk bank yesterday.
Okay, okay. Let's just all calm down.
Sir,
is this your place of business?
Goddamn right.
Don Frankles. CEO.
- "Baron Pharmaceuticals". - The insurance company
is shitting themselves, and y'all can't even identify the victim.
"Baron Pharmaceuticals".
Sir...
you don't make the drug pleonexia by any chance?
Yes, sir. We do.
Yeah. I'm guessin'
that y'all ain't got no updates for me.
So, kinda just scuttle the fuck off my property
and go find my bills.
Sons of bitches. Worthless.
Every last one of them.
Mr. Frankles.
Excuse me, sir.
What?
Do you foster children?
Come again?
Foster children. You have any?
Or have you ever?
The fuck that's gotta do with anything?
Do you foster children?
Damn right, I do.
You take a bunch of junkie rejects and you make 'em into somethin'.
We'll be in touch.
Useless pricks.
What was that about?
Everything's a puzzle piece. Find his address.
Send a unit over to Mr. Frankles' house immediately.
Wait a minute. What's up?
I don't know. I just got a feeling that we'll find something.
Requesting a home address for a Don or a Donald Frankles.
Tell 'em to look for a back garage or speak to the foster kids.
And look out for a garage.
Find something like what?
I don't know...
Cages maybe.
Cages?
Cages... You think that he's...?
Marmalade said that her abuser had a cane
and a twitch in his eye when he got mad. Sounds familiar?
- Sir. - Yeah?
There's a unit close to his house.
It has a garage. And outside, they've just spotted
a jar of marmalade.
Three cages, apparently.
No recent use, luckily,
but evidence all over the place.
Chief's questioning the foster kids now, so...
So, what's real?
What's real? What's fake?
I could use a drink.
Yep.
There was a watering hole close-by.
I'll meet you there.
A man in his lifetime plays many parts.
Come on now. First round's on me...
"Blood".
- I'll never do it again, sir. - No.
Afternoon.
- FBI. Did you to see...? - I got nothin' to do with it.
I know nothing about it.
He got his pills and he disappeared like a fart in a fan factory.
- I'm sorry. What pills? - Pleonexia.
- For what? - I don't know. For his ma.
- Look, I don't need any... - Where'd he go?
Said he was buyin' tickets around the corner.
Aloha. Bonjour.
Don't just book it, Thomas Cook it.
- How you doin'? I was wondering... - Agent Huxley?
- Yeah? - Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.
I've got everything all set right here.
FBI!
I'm...
He said you were gonna be right over.
I didn't realize it was gonna be so lickety-split, though.
I mean, it's a... it's a good thing I...
He left a note for ya.
- I'm... very sorry for your loss. - My what?
I might have peeked.
If you need me, I'm here.
I need you to stop reading people's mail. It's illegal.
Life can only be understood backwards.
But it must be lived forwards.
I'm taking care of my mother.
I hope you'll do the same.
Farewell, secret agent.
Thanks.
The keys?
All right. Thank you.