ExPatriot (2017) - full transcript

CIA analyst Riley Quinn lost everything when she blew the whistle on the US government. Hunted into exile, she escaped to Colombia. Two years later, Riley is living a loner lifestyle when suddenly CIA Agent Bill Donovan shows up with an offer. Her name will be cleared if she helps an international task force confiscate millions. Riley accepts the job, but she realizes too late that it's a lie. Pursued by corrupt agents, Riley must battle the demons of her past and find a way back home.

[exhales sharply]

[breathing heavily]

[exhales sharply]

[exhales]

My name...

My name is Riley...

[sighs]

My name is Riley Connors.

And my father was a US Marine.

[sobbing]

Fuck.



[sighs]

My name is Riley Connors.

And my father was a US Marine.

My first doll was a GI Joe

and until today,
I was an analyst for the CIA.

[intense music]

[indistinct chatter]

-Bill.
-Yeah.

Nothing. Never mind.

Still on for dinner tomorrow?

-Mm-hmm.
-Good luck saving the world.

Can't wait for tomorrow.

[music continues]

They're not watching you.



They're watching everyone.

[music continues]

[Riley]
For two years,
I ran a surveillance team

on select US citizens.

We never required a warrant,
and none of these people

have ever been charged
with a crime.

Yet, we watched them.

I watched them...

at their jobs

at their homes,
in their bedrooms

and I won't watch any longer.

[music continues]

Today, I released evidence
of government spying

and illegal surveillance

committed against
these US citizens.

My name is Riley Connors.

You deserve the truth.

What you do with it
is up to you.

[music continues]

[retching]

It's okay. You did great.

Trust me.

You'll be a hero by tomorrow.

[groaning]

You're doing the right thing.

My name is Riley Connors.

You deserve the truth.

What you do with it
is up to you.

[man on TV]
Whistleblower, a traitor
according to the vice

or a former vice-president,
in any event.

Everyone seems so empowered
to stick it to her.

I just hope they're not in some
sort of surveillance...

[indistinct chatter]

These disclosures have caused
significant harm to our nation

and to our safety.

[indistinct yelling]

The American people look at us
and and asks us, "Keep us safe."

She betrayed her country.
Now, she's a traitor.

No, she's not a traitor.

Riley Connors
is keeping America safe.

Safe from our own
tyrannical government.

[man on TV]
According to a Reuters poll

23% of Americans think

Riley Connors is a traitor.

Thirty one percent think
she's a patriot.

[beeping]

[Estelle]
What are you doing?

Haven't you been listening?

What are you talking about?

Estelle, we're going to win,
just like you said.

What?

Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry.

Everything went wrong.

[woman on TV]
The homemade explosive
detonated

on a public transit bus
just hours ago.

Authorities have named
Rob Temmons, a city bus driver

for more than eight years, as
the perpetrator of this attack

which took his own life
along with 16 others.

Sixteen people?

[woman on TV]
And one of the names
released just a few weeks ago

by the notorious CIA
whistleblower, Riley Connors.

This is impossible.

[man on TV]
... scene with investigators.

It's unclear at this time if
Ms. Connors was a part of this

act of terror
or if she just failed to see...

You're in a private flight
to Columbia.

Find this address
as soon as you arrive.

He's my brother.

He'll look out for you
till we can figure this out.

We need to go, okay? You're not
safe here anymore, Riley.

Please. You understand?

[intense music]

-Come on.
-Cheer up.

[Jaime]
You'll go home someday.

Not unless I'm behind bars.

At least you're from a place
where people are prosecuted

not just taken away
during the night.

Estelle's in town.

The usual place.

Thanks. Go finish your rally.

You should come.

Find something new to stand for.

[Riley]
Just tell Estelle
I'll be there.

[knock on door]

You changed your hair again.

I only have a few hours
until my next shift.

You can find a better job.

And end my penance so early?

You'd love this country
if you ever impact.

Were you able to talk to Bill?

He won't meet with me.

I kept him in the dark
to protect him.

I know. He might need more time.

I'm only asking for a few words.

Even if they're
"Go fuck yourself"

at least I'd know
I-I still exist to him.

I brought you to Columbia, to my
home because here it's safe.

You can start over.

I'd rather go to prison than
spend another day in this hell.

They'll send you
to Guantanamo, Riley.

Temmons hand washed his uniform

every night after work,
and then just went--

Stop it.

I mean, how does someone like
that just sleep so easily?

Show me the video, I missed
of him planning his attack

breaking the law,
and I'd know I'd screwed up

but he didn't do anything,
he did nothing

until I put his name
on CNN and--

People have moved on
from that story

and you should do the same.

Wow.

It was never
a story to me, Estelle.

Okay.

Listen, I opened you
a bank account.

There is money in it
to get you sorted.

-Pity?
-No. A life.

And a part of me
can't move on until you do.

Estelle.

[door closes]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[knock on door]

[Pascal]
Senora Connors?

[knocking continues]

[banging on door]

[intense music]

[groans]

[groaning]

Riley!

Riley.

How did you find me?

Your friend from the Times
is a lot easier

to track than you are.

You owe me a new door, asshole.

Pascal's my liaison down here.
He can be a little overeager.

You're a field agent now?

A lot has changed in two years.
I'm here on assignment.

-To bring me in.
-No.

I think I have a way
to help you.

Get you home.

Riley, I found you
an opportunity.

You need
a presidential pardon

but you got to work with me.

No more secrets.

-Bill, what I did--
-I know, Ry.

Let's just put one foot
in front of the other, okay?

I'm listening.

I'm here on a co-op with
the Columbian National Police.

These...

are the Ruiz Brothers.

[instrumental music]

[Bill]
That's Fernando,
the younger brother.

He did a short stint
in the Cuban Secret Police

before migrating to Columbia

working his way up
in mid-level corporations.

[camera clicks]

The older one's Carlito.

A rising star
in the Secret Police

before he left Castro
with his baby brother.

He handles the physical side
of the business.

Fernando's our key.

He operates the largest

boutique banking network

in South America.

How does he get me home?

[Bill]
Turns out the banks
aren't Fernando's

only source of income.

He also owns a piece
of computer gaming site.

Next wave play.

Millions of US members, very
lucrative, completely illegal.

The CIA doesn't police
virtual gaming.

It does when there's millions of
dollars and illegally laundered

money funds domestic terrorists.

Director thinks Fernando's banks
are top financial creditor.

Thinks or knows?

Right now
it's all circumstantial.

We need bank records, accounts,
proof of transfers.

We can't hack him,
and we haven't been able

to get anyone inside until now.

This is the op-center.

It's a basic set-up, but we're
a small team, so it works.

We've got audiovisual
outside the bank.

Here, I'll show you.

[instrumental music]

I'm not a field agent.
I'm not even an analyst anymore.

Exactly, but you're in.
It's a great cover.

Even the director admitted
you're perfect for the job.

Mm, because I'm expendable.

If this works,
maybe I get a ticket home.

If not, one less CIA traitor
out there.

Agency wins, either way.

It's the only way
I can get you home.

No more watching
from a cubicle, Riley.

You can look this asshole
in the eye and take him down.

Not everyone
gets a second chance.

Not everyone deserves one.

You do.

We both do.

Okay.

My name is Riley Connors.

My name is Riley Connors.

My name is Riley...

[Bill]
You're doing
that thing where you

say your name to yourself?

You look good.

That's not what
I'm worried about.

I barely know anything
about this guy and...

-I don't trust myself anymore.
-Then trust me.

Forget about the past.

You have a future
to fight for again.

My future or ours?

Uh, I'm sorry.

I don't deserve to ask that,
I shouldn't have...

You, um...

You say what's on your mind.
That's what I love about you.

Bill...

what I did...

you don't think it was right,
do you?

I think you have a chance
to do the right thing...

this time.

[sighs]

My name is Riley Connors.

Your fortune and your freedom
are in danger.

And you need my help.

I agreed to a meeting
because of your name

but... to employ you
with no resume

no real cybersecurity
experience...

it is difficult.

Would you say that the CIA
is cyber secure?

We get CNN in Bogota.

-Then you know my resume.
-Mm-hmm. Yes.

And why no one
will ever hire you.

Plus, I have a head of security.

Do you use packet filter
or a circuit gateway firewalls?

[Fernando]
Carlito won't speak to you.

Because I'm a woman?

Because he puts his children on
a bus to school every morning.

But we don't see eye to eye
on everything.

I believe your actions
were quite brave.

-Is Carlito a good bodyguard?
-I am here.

Thanks only to God
and my brother.

[Riley]
And has Carlito
ever been shot?

I bet it hurt, but you're damn
good at your job

because you know that pain

and it's your job to protect
your brother from it.

I've never been shot

but I have felt more pain
than most can bear

and I can protect you,
your company

and your fortune from that pain.

You already have government
agencies threatening you

probably for mistakes.

I've beat the CIA once.

Now, you can pay me
to do it again.

What threats?

Well, we can start
with the ones watching

from across the street.

I spotted them
when I came this morning.

Fifth floor,
second office on the left.

-What is she doing?
-Gaining their trust.

Didn't know it was going to be
at our expense.

How did you know that?

There's always someone watching.

The hard part
is finding out who.

[car horn blaring]

And how to stop them.

[instrumental music]

[speaking in foreign language]

Perhaps it's time
for a new perspective.

Very good.

[music continues]

[Fernando]
Do you believe God forgives us
for our mistakes?

God didn't make the mistake.

Carlito and I served
on Castro's police.

To leave was to desert

to be labeled traitors.

You understand
the gravity of this?

You know I do.

But we made a new home here,
a new life... in Bogota.

What that man did...

was terrible.

What you did... wasn't.

[Carlito panting]

Thank you, hermano.

Carlito needs to check you in.

A pleasure, senorita.

So what? You need my birthday?

Remove all metals
and your clothes.

Okay, Castro, I-I'm sorry
if I embarrassed you

in front of your brother.

Will you at least turn around
while I get naked?

[sighs]

Okay, asshole.

[instrumental music]

[Bill]
Riley?

Wow. It's beautiful.

You, uh,
trying to kill yourself?

Second time couldn't hurt
much more, right?

What happened there today?

I had to give him something.

Something that made you a little
less expendable to the CIA.

And after, your mike cut out.

I had to ditch it.
Should we get back?

Don't put me in the dark again.

Bill,
if I had told you my plan...

you'd be on the run too
or-or worse.

It's not that you didn't tell me

it's that you didn't
say anything at all.

That day,
you were just so... normal.

I'm so sorry.

Then why? Why did you do it?

Why throw away our life together
for people you don't even know?

Do you really want to know
the answer to that?

I think I've earned it.

I wanted to join the agency
my whole life.

It was my dream
to protect people.

And I got it.

I got my dream.

And then one day
I wake up, and I'm the enemy?

I'm the breath on the other end
of the phone line, so I...

I tried to fix it.

And, Bill, I...

I'd do it again.

We were going to have a life.

-Remember?
-Don't you think I know that?

So you just didn't give a fuck?

There isn't a day that goes by
that I don't think about

what we lost,
and how to get it back.

Will you look at me?

Bill.

[instrumental music]

[Riley moaning]

[music continues]

[music continues]

I wasn't handed
this assignment...

but I fought for it.

To find you.

[cell phone vibrates]

[Estelle]
The Ruiz Brothers.

You know, they were
Cuban secret police, don't you?

Yeah, they didn't hide it.

You know what that means, right?

He deserted.

He didn't leave Castro
to reject dictatorship.

He just wanted to be
the one in charge.

Riley, the guys
was in the fucking narcos.

Uh, I can't explain it, but...

Fernando...

he wasn't evil.

Didn't seem evil?

Medellin, 2008.

Fernando tried
to purchase a local bank

they resisted.

They were burned alive.

Fernando did this?

Yes.

All the more reason
I have to go after him.

No, reason enough
to stay away from him.

-This is how I get home.
-No, it's not.

You're just
trying to redeem yourself

and it doesn't work like that.

And the CIA,
they'll use you and dump you.

Maybe. But I trust Bill.

[door creaking]

Morning.

-Last night--
-Hey.

One foot in front of the other.

Right?

I'm going to need
to get this guy first.

Same team?

Same team.

We don't have to be enemies.

[police siren wailing]

He probably just wants money.

[instrumental music]

You're getting this?

Okay, we have access
to the onboard computer.

As soon as Fernando
links his mobile to the car

we'll be tracking
and recording every key stroke.

We're good. Disconnect.

Riley?

Riley.

Riley.

Done.

[Riley clears throat]

-All okay?
-Yeah. These people are just...

Good work, Ry.
We own his ass.

Not a bad start.

Ry?

Ry?

You're sure this was the man?

Positive.

So, what are you hiding,
Mr. Ruiz?

Nando, please.

And they are secrets
for a reason.

In Cuba, Ms. Riley

we knew
when not to ask questions.

If the CIA even thinks
you're a threat

they'll seize your business,
seize your money

and send you back to Cuba.

Do you want that?

My banks hold money
for a large company.

-Fernando.
-EC.

It's an online casino.

Legal here in Colombia.

But most of this money
comes from the States.

My bank simply makes sure
that money appears

to come from other places.

-And where does the money go?
-It doesn't matter.

[Riley]
The CIA will already be
tracking transfers.

We need to rebuild
your firewall from the ground up

and check
each server individually.

Bill's probably already
mauled in to your accounts.

Bill?

Yes.

Is that his name?

Yes.

How do you know this?

As you say, "Some things
are secrets for a reason."

You work with Carlito
on every step.

And please
end this Bill problem.

Riley...

I can make your life very
comfortable in Colombia.

You can be someone
of importance here.

Respected...

as you should be.

[instrumental music]

[machine beeping]

In addition to your password,
you'll need to scan in

every time you
want to open the account.

I will also set this up
on Nando's phone

so he can access
the server remotely.

Nando?

For a crusader, you get in bed
easily with the enemy.

I lost my crusade.

Now, it's just about the money.

Without loyalty, we are nothing.

[instrumental music]

-You ditched your mike again.
-Shh, shh, shh.

He's logging into the account.

We have his print.

And his password.

We got you, puta. We got you.

Looks like
I'm headed to the hacienda.

Can I get a minute?

-What the hell was that?
-I'm earning his trust.

You're supposed to be doing that
with your skill, not your ass.

Hmm.

I'm sorry. It's just...

You're doing it again.

It's not like that.

I'm with you.

Same team. Right?

Where did you go last night?

-Was it to see him?
-Uh, no, of course not.

Then who?

Talk to me, trust me for once.

I do.

I'm with you. I promise.

-I love the color so much.
-Yeah?

-Yeah.
-It's too white.

[chuckles]

-Easy. Tranquila.
-Hey, hey.

Mm, hmm. Shh, shh, shh.

You hungry?

[speaking in foreign language]

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey.
Unh-unh. Unh-unh.

Gracias.

I haven't been horse riding
since I was a kid, you know?

Really?
You showed little rust.

[chuckles]

Now, no more.

[chuckles]

Thank you for this weekend.

It's my pleasure. It's been fun.

It has.

Even Carlito
is warming up to you.

Let's not jump the gun.

Carlito was a big man
in the police, Riley.

A big man.

I'm ashamed to say...

I was not so successful.

There was too much
brutality in that job.

If you couldn't do it...

your comrades
beat those skills into you.

Hmm.

But no matter
how much I tried...

I could not do it.

I don't think that's anything
to be ashamed of.

It is in Cuba.

I am here because Carlito
gave up everything

to rescue me from that hell.

My brother saved me
before the job could change me.

But he served for much longer.

And it changed him.

Did you ever have a dog?

Yes, I did.

I had one when I was a kid.

Carlito is like a pit bull

bred for the cages.

Beaten.

Taught only to kill.

I was lucky.

But God never sent
Carlito a brother

strong enough to save him.

I wonder sometimes

if he can tell the difference
between right and wrong.

We all struggle... with that

I think.

-To new beginnings.
-To new beginnings.

To new beginnings.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

He believes God protects him.

The scars?

Cuban education.

I'm sorry,
I just saw the light on.

It's okay.

Is there anything you need?

No, I'm fine.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Mona.

[Bill]
Yes, sir, I know.

I was wrong before.

You...

You're a very brave girl.

Thanks.

[laughing]

So, with the patron

did you have to go
more and more undercover?

Hm.

[chuckles]

[Bill]
Yes, sir,
we'll make it happen.

Director says
we're going tomorrow.

What?

It's too soon.

He already had her
for a sleepover. It's time.

[instrumental music]

You're going to be fine.

[chuckles]

This stays in today, Ry.

I don't want you going dark
on me for even a second.

-Clear?
-Clear.

Good, 'cause it's my last one.

[chuckles]

I love you. And everything's
going to work out.

I promise.

Now,
let's go through this again.

Step one, get the Ruizs
out of the building.

[Riley on phone]
I've got more information
on Bill.

Can you meet me
at the hacienda?

We can be there
in 20 minutes.

[speaking in foreign language]

[Bill]
Pascal will have eyes on
Fernando throughout the op.

If he moves,
we'll know about it.

[Pascal humming]

Riley will gain entrance
through his office.

I will run the show from our
mobile unit across the street.

His personal computer
is the only portal

set up for major transfers.

So this is our window
to move the money

into the CIA's offshore account.

Then, we process the evidence

and first thing tomorrow,
the CNP is kicking down

Ruiz's front door.

With pleasure.

Then, we go home.

-Buenos dias.
-Buenos dias, Ms. Evans.

Senor Ruiz asked me to upload
some new security.

[female #1]
Okay, let me just call him.

-Please, go right ahead.
-Gracias.

[intense music]

[beeping]

Fernando's still at home.
How is the transfer going?

Already moved about
60 million

from more accounts
than I thought.

Keep at it. Plenty of time.

Bill, there's more here.

I've got evidence connecting
Fernando to Medellin Bank

he and Carlito burned down.

We are here
for the gambling money.

That's all the CIA cares about.

[beeps]

[music continues]

[speaking in foreign language]

I'm talking about murder,
Bill. Human lives.

Damn it, Riley.
For once, stick to the plan.

I can get both.

Your pardon is for helpin' us
seize the money, that is it.

Riley.

Bill, Carlito's leaving.

[cell phone ringing]

Stay calm,
we have a bit of a problem.

Car's on the move.

Where? Moving where?

He's going to the bank.

If she need more time, we need
to do something right now.

[Bill]
Looks like he's headed back
to the bank.

Maybe, seven minutes out.

Take control of the onboard
computer. Shut it down.

Okay, hermano, let's see
how you drive with no engine.

[engine rumbling]

[chuckles]
He stopped.

Stabbed him cold, babe.

Scratch that.
Pascal, do you have him?

Bill.
Bill, he's stealing other car.

[tires screeching]

What's happening?

[Bill]
Carlito's on his way
to the bank.

-Just Carlito?
-Yeah, and he's on to us.

Make the transfer
and get gone.

-Riley?
-Almost there.

Just get the money and go.

[tires screeching]

[Bill]
He's in the building.
Get out, get out now.

Done.

I'm headed down the stairs.

Bill, I'm on the way down.

I can buy you some time,
but you need to get the hell

out of there.

[fire alarm blaring]

Move!

Bill, I made it outside.
Where are you?

Bill? Bill?

I trusted you, Riley.

I know about Medellin.

Bill? Bill, where are you?

Bill, can you see me?
I'm outside. Where are you?

Where is she? Where is she?
Where is she?

Where is she?

[gun firing]

[panting]
I got it, Bill.

All the money. I got it.

Whoo!

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Carlito? Carlito?

Whoo!

You did great.

We all did.

Riley, you really deserve this.

Time to go home.

Oh!

[intense music]

[Riley groaning]

[groaning]

[grunting]

[groaning]

You traitor!

You actually thought you could
be forgiven for what you did?

The CIA's never even heard
a Fernando Ruiz

and they certainly don't
give a shit about you!

You feel bad?

For all those people
on that bus?

[music continues]

I loved you.

What about me?

What about our kids?

You ran away.

I've lived with your mistake
every single day.

[crying]

Do you know what it's like
to be fucking the enemy?

[music continues]

[groans]

[Bill breathing heavily]

[music continues]

[coughing]

[automated voice]
My name is Riley Connors.

[echoing]
My name is Riley Connors.

[distorted voice]

It was...

It was more than
we talk about.

I told you it was about money.

Not about messing
after your girlfriend.

[groans]

Just stay here.

I handle this.

[groaning]

[muffled screaming]

[Riley continues groaning]

[gunshots]

He's a cop, man. He's a cop.

You'll handle it? Huh?

[screams]

Riley!

[gun firing]

[gun firing]

What are you fucking doing?
We have to go!

Come on.

-Come on.
-No, I can't.

-Uhh...
-Sit.

Riley, look at me. Look at me.

Uh-huh.

You okay?

[groaning]

Shit!

Let me get you home. Come on.

[groaning]

Hey. Easy.

You'll break the stitches.

[gunshots]

[screaming]

[speaking in foreign language]

When did you transfer
to med school?

None of your peace rally
ends peacefully.

Did Estelle make you follow me?

Estelle didn't make me
do anything.

I wanted to.

Even if that meant
taking on the CIA.

I don't think it was them.

Ahh...

I think it was just Bill,
on his own, after the money.

Hey, easy.

Shit.

You need a new bandage.

[groaning]

Yeah. Uh...

that's my thesis.

"The Tortured Hero?"

Yeah, you're alright.

Mmm.

Hey.

You don't get to choose
when to tell the truth.

You are a hero.

Heroes don't exist.

Just martyrs. Ohh...

Aah!

Hey. Let me change it.

Aa-ah! Ahh!

Breathe in, breathe out.

Breathe.

Ooh.

Hold on, hold on.

Come on, drama queen.

[inhales]

[groaning]

Easy. Breathe.

Estelle ever tell you
we're not Columbian?

No.

My family was from Argentina.

Like you.

My parents were called traitors
for standing up to the huelga.

Ann then the police came,
took 'em away

and... we never saw our father
or mother again.

I don't even remember them.

They were called
desaparecidos.

Disappeared ones.

Loaded on to aircrafts
and flown over the Atlantic.

Death flights, they called them.

I'm still alive.

They were thrown
out of the plane.

I'm sorry.

Sorry won't bring them back.

So...

what do we do now?

Give me your computer.

Senor, I'm afraid
we have a slight problem here.

What problem?

I'm sorry, but your balance

is way below
your withdrawal amount.

That's impossible.

There are millions of dollars
in that account.

I'm sorry.

That's not it.

Ay-ay-ay, sir. Excuse me, sir.

What's happening?

-What's happening?
-It's empty.

That bitch.

[cell phone ringing]

[Riley]
What's your favorite charity,
Bill?

Remember the consequences when
you try to do something good.

I will never forget
what happened to those people

and I will never forget
how badly I misjudged you.

How could you sink to this?

After what you did,
what choice did I have, huh?

The CIA was never
going to trust me again.

I was an embarrassment.

The analyst sleeping with our
country's biggest traitor.

I was going to be somebody.

Instead I met you.

You're Riley Connors,
and you ruined my life.

You'll be back
in the spotlight soon.

Enjoy being me.

Bill? Bill, look.

We need to go.

Thank God you got away.

Hey, hey, Estelle,
it was my fault.

I should have listened to you.

I'm ready now.

What do you want to do?

I have contacts at the DOJ.

Rogue agent, theft, murder.

This could be in the front page
of every newspaper in America.

If we keep it
out of the headlines

they'll be begging
to cut you a deal.

We can still get you back home.

I just want to put Bill away.

I don't care after that.

I do.

Where did you hide
all that money anyway?

The bank account
that you opened for me.

I doubt that we have more than
a day before it gets flagged.

I was not going to put it
into that CIA slush fund.

You listen to yourself.

[whistling]

I'll get that.

Jaime was right.

Medellin?

Mm...

That proves
they were behind the fire.

Records, photographs...

They're murderers.

I'll make sure these
gets into the right hands.

[gunshots]

[gasping]

[Bill screaming]

Don't move, Bill.

Don't move, Bill.

Sister?

Sister...

No. Sister? Sister?

Fuck!

We have to go! I'm so sorry!

We have to go! Please, let's go!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
we have to go.

[indistinct chatter]

I don't know what to say.

[sniffles]

This bus runs
all the way to Cali.

From there, you can slip in
to Ecuador and disappear.

Riley, I'm not stupid.

Estelle knew the dangers
and so do I.

I am the danger.

Don't you see that?

Everything I touch
turns to shit.

So, you'll just run away again?

I didn't say I was running.

Get on the bus.

-Go ahead, mona, go ahead.
-Okay, okay, okay.

-Put the gun away, Pascal.
-You know me.

You know me, mona. You know...

[intense music]

[groaning]

[panting]

[phone ringing]

Pascal, where the fuck are you?

Did you enjoy watching him?

He did a good job with my face,
didn't he?

You shouldn't have run.

No one was supposed
to get hurt here.

You killed a cop.

No. I didn't pull the trigger.

I didn't pull the trigger.

I didn't pull the trigger.

Tell me where the money is,
okay?

And I'll make sure
you both live.

I'm talking to you.

Give me the account. Okay?

Bill is not in charge.

Now I in charge, okay?

What are you going to do?

Stop Bill from killing us?

Pascal, Pascal, Pascal!

No, no, no, no!

[groaning]

[intense music]

[Riley]
Fuck! Fuck!

Hey!

[groaning]

[groaning]

Hey!

[groaning]

[music continues]

[engine revving]

[Riley]
Aren't you going to ask me?

Carlito...

I thought you want to know
where the money is.

I will find out.

[cell phone ringing]

If you want to get the guy
that screwed you

then you should answer that.

Look, Carlito, Bill screwed with
both of us. Including him.

[ringing continues]

I-I can bring him to you.

Pascal,
where the hell have you been?

[Riley]
Lonely, isn't it?

No friends, nowhere to run.

Are you scared
of your own shadow yet?

Where's Pascal?

You should choose
your partners more carefully.

We both know
you can't pull the trigger.

I didn't have to.
He couldn't wait to flip on you.

Only question now
is what charity

I should give the rest to?

You still think

there's forgiveness
for people like you?

You could give away
a billion dollars

and you will still
be Riley Connors.

The bitch who killed a bus
full of innocent people.

I know.

Sure did all you could do.

[intense music]

[beeping]

[whirring]

[instrumental music]

This is what
it must've been like...

With my parents.

[music continues]

[intense music]

That way. That way.

[music continues]

Please.

Hey. hey, hey!

Easy, Carlito.

-Okay!
-Hey!

-I kill you now.
-Easy, Carlito.

[Carlito]
I kill you.

Please...

[speaks softly]
Please, look at me.

Look at me.
Please don't do this.

I have all the money, please.

[speaks softly]
Please, Fernando,
look at me, look at me.

Don't look at him. Look at me.
Look at me.

No.

I'm sorry.

No, no, no. No, no, no. No.
Jaime. Jaime.

-No, no, no. No. No, no.
-I'll kill you.

Please, stop. Stop, stop, stop!
Please, please!

No, no, no. No, no, no. No, no.

Wait, it was me
who stole the money.

[sobbing]
What do you want?

[speaking in foreign language]

[Riley]
I have all the money.

Account 1-4-9 5-4-5 6-4-9.

Every penny is in a local
checking account.

It's all yours.

[Riley]
Fernando.

No, no, no, Fernando.
Fernando, look...

Fernando...

[sobbing]
Please, don't do this!

Fernando, look at me.
This isn't you.

I'm sorry, Riley.
I have to do this.

[Riley]
No, Fernando!
Please, don't!

Fernando, look at me.

This isn't you.
Don't listen to him.

[gunshot]
Ah!

No!

[sobbing]

Hey, hey. Hey, hey,
just look at me. Look at me.

[panting]

[intense music]

CIA.

Look at what he did!

[groaning]

Fernando, Fernando,
help me get him up.

Look at me.

[intense music]

[gunshots]

Lito!

[gunshot]

Fernando! Fernando!
Look at me. Look at me.

He's dead. That was Bill.
Please, please, please.

Look at me. Look at me.

He's dead and we need to go.

Otherwise Bill will
kill us both.

We need to get out of here,
and you need to help us, please.

Please, I need help.

Please. Look at me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry,
but you have to help us now.

-Lito!
-He's dead. Please, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry
I made a mistake.

-Okay. Okay.
-Okay.

[panting]

[groaning]

[gunshot]

Riley, before you get someone
else killed, give me the money.

Hey, hey.

She doesn't have the money. Huh.

She already
transferred it back to me.

And I'll rather let it burn. Mm?

[Fernando panting]

You want to die?

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunshot]

[screams]

[gunshots]

[groaning]

[gunshots]

[music continues]

[Carlito groaning]

[instrumental music]

Hey! Hey!

Hey, hey, hey...

Are you okay?

[crying]

[music continues]

[groaning]

[panting]

What now?

We go home.

Where?

Wherever we want.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]