Rattled! (2022) - full transcript

Oh, shit! Okay.

- Still alive?
- I'm not sure.

- I think it's your lucky day, Woolf.
- Oh, yeah? How's that?

Someone posted your bail.

Somebody post bail for me too?

Ha! Come on, brah.

Come on!

I'm fuckin' pissed, bro.

Yeah?

Hello. This is the Las Vegas
Detention Center.

Will you accept
a collect call from Woolf?



To accept the call, press one.

Woolf, how's it hanging, man?

Pick me up in the morning.

No shit? You're getting out?
Ooh!

Yo!

Say no more, bud! Yo, the boys
are getting back together, man!

Shut the fuck up.
Just be here in the morning.

I got you, bro. Yeah!

Here you go, sir. Beautiful car.

- Ah, thank you, man. I appreciate it.
- Yeah.

- You know what? Thank you, brah.
- Hey, thank you, man.

Take care, man.

- Have a great night.
- You too.

- Appreciate you.
- Thank you!



Thirty cents?

Bullshit!

I ain't tryna' bring you down
But for real,

you might as well give up now

Think you got a chance but I don't see how
Got a real tight grip when I hold that crown

My life been good and bad and
all around

The more things I lost, the more I found. One thing I
taught myself to do No matter the problem refuse to loose

How you want it? Man, you can
choose

If you can't take the heat
don't light the fuse

See I walk in slow and ignite the room
Like fire, everything I touch I consume

I'm Getting up while
ya'll just snooze

While you make breakfast man
I'm on the move

I'm the first one in and the
last one out

Whoever owns the place gotta
drag me out

In me I trust

Yeah I smell like success
this Elon Musk, huh?

Everybody wanna be like us

We don't stop cause the top
just ain't enough, huh?

I ain't never gave no fucks

I ain't scared man you know
black men don't blush, huh?

Came here ready to fight
On this night you better just

Run for your life

You better run for your life
You are not prepared for tonight

You better run for your life
You are not prepared for tonight

Open up your eyes see the light
You don't have a chance in sight

You better run for your life
You are not prepared for tonight

Run for your life

Run for your life

Run for your life

- I need something to fix my head.
- Mornin'.

Maybe like a coffee or, um...

Well, maybe you need something
stronger than a donut?

You know where to get
any of that, um, um...

Cotton candy?

Cotton candy will cost ya.

All right then.

Cotton candy.

You're a godsend.

You're under arrest.

You have the right to remain
silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used against you.

- Oh, no, no. This is not happening.
- This is happening.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?
I'm-I'm so sorry. Just pl...

My boss is gonna be so
disappointed.

- These yours?
- No.

- These your boss's?
- No.

- Tell me who your boss is.
- Oh, come on. Just,

look, I g-I g-I can't, okay?
He'll kill me, then he'll kill you.

Put your hands behind your back.

Fyodor Grimm. He runs all this.

I pulled you from this case.

- You directly disobeyed an order.
- Nobody else is going after Fyodor.

I know what he did to your partner,
but you can't bring Bradbury back.

There are procedures here.

You can't just come marching in
here with your bodycam footage

and expect a conviction.

Plus, if you go after Fyodor
without backup,

he's probably gonna kill you
too.

And if I don't take him down,
he's gonna murder other people.

This whole place
is just a big circle jerk.

Watch your mouth. Y'know, I'm this
close to putting you back on traffic duty.

Really? You'd demote me
for trying to catch a drug lord?

No, I'd demote you for
disobeying orders!

Fine! Then either demote me
or let me do my job,

because I will tell you what,

I'm gonna get him with
or without the badge,

and with or without your
permission.

My shit.

Goddamn millennials.

Hey, take you for a ride, cutie?

- You already did.
- Hey, hey.

Don't fuckin' touch me.
Give me that shit.

What?

You know out of jail, it ain't
cool to stare at someone

like you want that butt sex,
right, brah?

What, man?

Yo, what are you doin'?
Come on, I'm on probation, man.

Don't do that.

That's not my fault you
couldn't outrun the cops.

What's your problem, man?

"Goose The Bounty Hunter."
That shit is fuckin' hilarious.

You think you can take my
business? Huh?

I was just watchin' it for you,
man. That's what friends do.

All right, friend.
When were you gonna tell me?

I just did.

You owe me fifty percent
of what you made.

The fuck outta here. That's not
fair.

- Fifty-one percent. How 'bout that?!
- Fifty-one percent of what?

I didn't even make a cent. I
don't even got no money, brah.

- All right, I'll take your car.
- Brah, you ain't takin' shit.

- Yeah, I am, man. Give me the key.
- You ain't takin' shit, brah, man.

Gimme the fuckin' keys, man.
I'll piss all over this motherfucker.

Give me the keys. Give me the
keys!

- I'll piss all over...
- Put your fuckin' baby dick away, brah.

That's right. Relax.

Relax, man. Shit.

You know what? I'mma give you
your money.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Hey, I wanna be paid in full.
- I fuckin' heard you.

Give me the hot dog.

Leave those gloves on.

Open the register nice and slow.

Are you kiddin' me? You just
don't stop.

- You just don't quit it.
- Ah. Chill, brah.

- Keep pushing and pushing.
- Shut the fuck up, brah.

Are you holding me up at
knifepoint?

Do it.

Oh.

- Oh, wow.
- Uh-huh.

You want me to fuck you up?

I said do it.

That too.

Ah. It's not for me. It's for
him.

Dude, you're a fuckin' lunatic,
man.

- Yeah, what?
- Don't "what" me.

If you ever "what" me again,

I'll cut your dick off and shove
it down your throat.

Fyodor, what a surprise.
Uh, how'd you know I was out?

Who do you think
posted your bail, asshole?

I have a job for you.

Ah, man. You know I'm
on probation right now.

Dude, get in the fuckin' car.

It will be the easiest
grab you've ever done.

It pays a hundred grand.

A hundred G's? Yeah, I could do
that.

I would hope so. Stand by.

I'll have someone drop you
a bag with the details.

All right.

- Did you just say a hundred grand, brah?
- Yo, you're gonna do a job for me.

- It sounds like a big ass job.
- Yeah, you know Fyodor Grimm?

Fyodor Grimm was the biggest
gangster in Vegas before he hit puberty.

Fuck.

Yeah, I heard the name.

Yeah, he got a big ass bounty
on his head, right?

- I get to bring him in?
- Psh. Good luck with that.

Bring him in? He just hired us
to grab someone. Hundred grand!

Oh!

Drive! Drive! Drive!
Get out of here!

Come on! Go!

Stay sharp and no fuckin' around.
That means no fuckin' around of any kind.

No gambling.

Can't have you all stressed
about not getting royal flush

or lining up a bunch of cherries
in a row. And no drinking.

Booze makes you crazy.
You're already a madman.

Look, you're gonna meet someone
by the shark tank at the aquarium.

They're gonna have instructions
for you.

- Who am I supposed to meet?
- I don't know,

but it's important that you're
there on time and you look good.

I look good.

Look, if anyone asks
if you're Woolf, you just say,

"No, I could never be Woolf."

"But I was sent here on behalf
of Woolf." You say that, all right?

- Yeah, I'll tell them that.
- You can do this shit?

- I can do this shit.
- And we get paid, bro.

- All right.
- Let's go.

All right, man.

- Okay.
- Yeah, see ya later, my boy.

Ah, fuck!

Gimme, gimme, gimme. Gimme,
gimme, gimme. Gimme, gimme, gimme.

- Are you the Woolf?
- No.

Oh. Wait, wait.

Oh, man. Oh, boy.

If anyone asks if you're Woolf, you
just say, "Nah, I could never be Woolf,

but I was sent here on behalf of
Woolf."

I'm here for half of Woolf.

Hmm. Then I guess this is for
you.

Aren't you a little young
to be doing this?

Where's your boss?

Who says I'm not the boss?

Look at that shark.

Cool. Fish.

I'm leaving.

Sharks don't need eyes to hunt.

- What do you mean?
- Sharks can smell prey.

They can smell blood in the
water and sense vibrations.

Pulses.

They'll hunt you down and chew
you up into tiny little pieces.

Sharks don't hunt people, dumb
dumb.

Ow!

- Ooh! Ooh, you little demon.
- You're bleeding.

Now if a shark smells you,
you're gonna die.

We're all gonna die, dumb dumb.

And if a shark bit me,

- I'd stab it in the eyeball.
- Cool knife.

- Give it.
- Heck, no.

Get lost.

I hope you're a good swimmer.

Shit, man.

Sodium Pentothal?

Ooh.

Okay.

"Grab drug and bring me
that bitch in one piece.

Five-oh-six Paradise Road."

Hey, Harper.

I thought you were locked up?

You see, I was, you know, but I,
I got caught up in this little thing,

but it really wasn't my fault,
you know?

I was trying to get ahold
of you the whole time.

I fucked up.

You want something to wet your
whistle?

Yeah, what'chu thinking?

- Something smooth.
- Yeah. What'chu got in mind?

What are you thinking?

Something smooth?

- Nice bling, bro.
- Oh, thank you very much.

- Um, you're here for guidance?
- No.

- No, where's your brother?
- Oh, he, he eloped

and moved to Florida. Crazy guy.

But I would love to chat.
You want to come in?

- You need me to look out for you?
- No.

Just need you to be look out
for just an hour today. Yeah?

Just make sure there's no
mistakes.

It's so funny.

I buy a priest robe...

For the wages of sin is death.

...and one week later, I have a
mission.

It's not a mission, brah.
It's just a job.

Not to me.

I am going to be the best look
out you can imagine.

You are in good hands.

- What's the mission?
- Uh, I just gotta grab a guy.

Oh.

- Is he a bad guy?
- Yeah.

Yeah, they're all bad guys.

And you might say that by
grabbing him, we're saving people.

Saving people...

But you need to provide
a location for the drop. Hmm?

My mom's out of town. We can do
it here.

We just have to keep it really
clean.

Yeah.

- Yeah. It'll do.
- Ah. Can I ask my mom first?

No, you can't ask your fucking
m-

Fuck, bro. You know what? Forget
it.

Yeah, this is not gonna work.

I need to find somebody else
anyway.

I need someone who
can handle a fuckin' gun.

Wait! Would a sniper be okay?

A sniper would be fuckin' great.

Why, you know a sniper?

He's killed a lot of people.
I don't know if it's okay.

What's his name?

Steven. But we call him King.

Holy shit!

Three tours in 'Nam and you think
I'm gonna die in bed? Oh, fuck off!

I just want to be prepared.

This priest shit's gonna
be the end of me.

- God, forgive him. Rest in peace.
- Eliot!

King Steven. Yeah, that's a
strong name.

All right, well,
can you get ahold of King now?

Yeah. The Lord works in
mysterious ways.

Okay.

Shit...

Okay.

Yeah.

Yes, baby. Fuck, yes.

Salud.

What the fuck is this shit?
This is Rabst?

What, you picked this up
at the Dollar Store?

- Yeah.
- Yeah? You got cheap taste or something?

Only in men.

Yo, how come you didn't
answer any of my calls?

I can't take calls from jail.
Chief is already on my ass.

Lucky guy.

How'd you get out?

- I dug a tunnel.
- Sounds tight.

- I barely fit.
- Okay.

You got the whole day off?

Ooh.

That must be that bitch's room
right there. Stay alert, okay?

If you see any weird shit
popping off, you let me know.

Listen, if anything happens to
me,

I want you to have my bling.

Nothing's gonna happen to you,
all right?

Well, is this the mission?

- No, the Homeless Mission's that way...
- Oh, uh, it's...

...so keep scooting along.
Uh, we're busy.

- What...
- Goose, um, this is King.

This is King?

- The sniper from the war?
- Uh-huh.

I thought you meant Iraq,
not the American Revolution.

It was 'Nam, you son of a bitch.

Wait, is... Is this your
grandpa?

- Well, at least you brought your weapon.
- Roger that.

- An M1 Carbine.
- Don't point that shit at me, man!

Relax, princess. I got the
safety on.

- No the fuck you don't.
- Huh? Oh, shit.

Yeah. It's on now.

Put on your mask.

- Yo, you can walk?
- Of course.

- Well, why the fuck you got a scooter?
- Why not?

I can give you a million reasons
why not.

It's slow, it's ugly, it's loud,
and he it can get us busted.

Damn!

All right, I'mma kick
this shit down, man.

No, no! Wait! Check and see
if there's a key. See it?

Yeah!

Holy shit!

Who's that?

It's the bitch.

What?

Get him.

Fall back! Fall back!

Get in there, ya bastard.

That's enough, you bastard!

No! Don't shoot!

I can pick him off! Oh, shit.

I'm gonna shoot him in the
chest.

Hold your shot!

- I, I, I can pick him off!
- Don't fuckin' shoot! Hold your shot!

- I can't hold it!
- Hold your shot!

- I can't!
- Hold your shot!

- I can't hold it much longer!
- Hold your shot!

- Oh, God.
- Oh, God!

- Oh, God.
- God, please help us right now.

- I'm gonna shoot!
- No. The syringe.

Oh, God!

I found it!

Got you, bitch.

You know, how 'bout we
just run away together?

We'll go to some island somewhere,
we could hunt our own food,

walk around naked all day.

I can't. I'm too tied up with
work.

Yeah, bitch.

Let's get this motherfucker to
the car.

Um, do you need some help?

Yeah, gimme a fucking hand,
brah.

You ready?

Yeah.

Ain't so tough now, are you big
guy?

You said Woolf is coming
for the trade-off right?

You know, I was just thinking,
maybe Woolf is late.

No shit, dumb ass. Of course
he's late. Look around.

He's the only one not here.

You think maybe he got detained?

- Got detained by cops?
- Yeah.

Yeah, maybe. Maybe he ran out on
us.

- Woolf wouldn't do that.
- How the fuck do you know?

You don't know Woolf like I do.
I think he's gone...

which, which means I'm the boss
now.

No offense, but uh,
with all with all due respect,

fall in line
or I'll make you fall in line.

Oh, yeah? You and what army?

Hey, hey. Guys, guys, guys,
guys, guys.

We're, we're on the same team.
The Bible clearly says...

Uh, stop! I don't want to hear
shit about that book.

- Well, I think it'll help.
- Trust me, it's not gonna help.

Sometimes if you're feeling
confused,

the scriptures will lead
you to a clearer outlook.

I'm not confused. Not one bit.

I just want to get this job finished,
get my cut, and just be on my way.

Well, it was only an idea.

Okay, well, you can take your
little idea

and just shove it right up
your ass, brah.

Excuse me. Are you saying that
you don't believe in The Bible?

No, I'm saying I don't want to
make this into a bible study, Eliot.

You better believe in The Bible.

Okay. Now I'm saying
I don't believe in The Bible.

- That's so immoral.
- Bro,

you know we just kidnapped
somebody, right?

Yeah, but we did that to save
people.

How can you not believe in God?

God hasn't exactly believed
in me in the last thirty years,

so I just thought I'd return the
favor.

I can see that you're
struggling, Goose,

but if you put your faith in the
Lord...

It's not gonna happen.

I hope you're praying for this guy
right here because I'm over this shit.

You wouldn't.

Our mission is to keep him
alive.

I killed forty-seven people in 'Nam
and two more in Texas just for fun.

I wouldn't be afraid to make
you number fifty.

You'd just be another notch on
my belt.

Now put that pathetic knife
away.

- You're full of shit.
- Come again?

You wouldn't shoot me
in your daughter's house.

You'll have to speak up.

Boy, you're pissing me off, old
man. I'm fixing to whoop your ass.

Damn! My hearing aid's gone out.

- What?
- What? What's that?

- Are you fucking with me right now?
- Come again? Uh, wait.

Yeah, tha-th-that's better.
Now, what were you saying?

Well, forget it, brah.

Tell me if I'm too loud.

Oh, you're, you're, you're,
you're breaking up again.

- No, no, no, that's...
- What?

That's not Goose.
Yeah, this guy can't breathe.

He can breathe just fine. Your
nose holes work, don't they?

Grandpa, go check who it is.

I'll check because I'm curious.

- I'm going to take his gag off.
- Don't you dare.

We need him quiet.

I'm going to take out your
gag so you can breathe.

Promise to be quiet?

- Who is it?
- It's Woolf.

Who?

Come on, it's Woolf, bro.
It's Woolf. Open up.

See? Thank you for cooperating.

- Help!
- Hey.

- Help!
- Hey! Shh!

Help!

Yo, I'm, I'm trying to help.
Man, open the door! Come on!

- Help!
- Shut up!

Would you shut up? I'm trying
to figure out who's at the door.

You're-You're making a big
mistake.

No, you're making a big mistake.
We told you to be quiet.

You want to scream? I'll
give you a reason to scream.

You mo-Argh!

It's Woolf!

- Ha! Are you still there?
- Yeah!

- What's the secret knock?
- Open the fuckin' door.

Goddamn hearing aid.

...my mouth. You... All right,
motherfucker, I'mma cut out your tongue.

No! No! No! Let's go! No! We're
supposed to keep him in one piece!

It'll be two pieces. Close
enough!

- Do it again.
- Come on!

It's me! Yo, open the door.

I, I'm gonna need the secret
knock loud and clear.

- Stop it! Stop it!
- Get off me!

You think you can fuck with me?

No, no, no, no, no. No,
tha-that's the old secret knock.

We, we changed it this morning.

What the fuck are you talking
about? This is the knock!

- What is it with all this biting?!
- Oh, mama.

You fuck.

Yeah!

No, no, no. That's totally
wrong.

Yo, listen up, asshole.
I am Woolf, okay? That's me.

- Woolf!
- I'm the one in charge

of this whole fucking thing.
Open the goddamn door. Let's go!

- Why didn't you say so?
- What do you mean?

Who did you think was
at the goddamn door?

- Wait, who the hell are you?
- King!

- Yo, Goose!
- Ha! Who am I?

There we go!

There we go!

Wow.

Hey, yo! Goose!
Some old guy's at the door, man.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit, shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit.

- Yo, you know who that is?
- We got our mark.

You idiots!

You seem upset, brah.

Yeah, that right there's Fyodor
Grimm!

- Who?!
- Fyodor Grimm!

- This is the guy who hired us!
- Oh, shit!

Fyodor.

Hey, man. Look, I'm really
fuckin' sorry.

I don't know how this happened,
but we're gonna fix it, okay?

The most important thing is that you're
all right. Are you oka-You all right?

Right? But you're all right,
right?

You don't need to kill any of us
or none of that crazy shit, right?

What's the matter? Cat got your
tongue?

- No, he's got his tongue.
- What?

Yo, why are you all covered in
blood?

God! Oh, whoa, whoa!
What the fuck is that?

- You cut out his tongue?!
- Motherfucker bit me, bro.

Yeah? Before or after you
stuck a knife in his mouth?

During.

Fuck! Fuck! You motherfuckin'
fuck motherfucker! Holy fuck!

Okay.

I mean, we can fix this shit,
right?

We can do this. Get the tongue.

- Find the tongue, get some ice going.
- What does it look like?

It's pink. It's about an inch long
and it speaks with an accent.

What the fuck do you mean
what does it look like?

I've never seen a tongue not
attached to a body, so kill me.

Ah, shit.

Well...

Just find the thing!
Please, find the tongue.

No.

- It's not here.
- Fuck...

- Oh, God.
- What?

It's attached to your shoe.

Oh, what do you know?

Oh, that's disgusting.

You think you can do something
with this?

Oh, shit. How does that even
happen, man?

And why'd you cut his tongue out
for?

What's the matter with you?
Why do you do this?

All right, let me see
the kidnapping instructions.

The kidnapping instructions...

- ...are in the bag.
- Then bring me the bag.

Um...

- We don't have the bag.
- Who was in charge of the bag?

- Uh, well, that, that would be me.
- So where's the bag?

I have no clue.
I don't know everything, okay?

Well, you better think fast, my
boy.

Okay. Okay.

Okay! I remember. It's on the floor
of the house that we grabbed him at.

You left the bag on the floor of
the house that you grabbed him at?

- What?
- Nothing.

Why'd you just say, "Uh-oh"?

- No. No, I didn't.
- Yeah, you did. I heard you.

No reason.

No, there's a reason because you
said it.

- It's my wallet.
- Hey, what about your wallet?

It might be in the bag.

So you left the bag and your
wallet?

What's the address on your I.D.?

Technically, I still live with
my mom.

So your lost I.D.

has the address of the house
that we're sitting in right now?

It's perfect.

What, you think it's fuckin' funny,
man? This ain't no joke to me!

Well, it, it seems like
my looking out is done here,

so if it's all the same to you,

I think that you should take
this gentleman out of my home,

and I will begin cleaning up.

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.
Sit your ass down.

We ain't goin' anywhere
until we figure this shit out.

Get up.

Yeah. Ah, jeez. Yeah.

I'll go get the bag.

You better wipe all
that blood off your grill.

You walk out the door like that,
you're gonna get us all arrested.

Relax. You can count on me...

which is more than I can
say for some people.

Did he mean me? Do you, do
you think he was talking about me?

Yo, put him in the bedroom.

What? That's where my mother
sleeps.

You think I give a shit?
Yo, King, give me a hand.

Come on, help me out, King. Come
on, man.

All right. Okay.

Oh, boy.

I don't understand how the hell
you guys end up grabbing Fyodor.

- I don't remember.
- Well, you better start remembering

'cause I guarantee you right
now,

there's a pack of wild
Russians looking for him,

and when they don't find him,
they're gonna come...

What happened?

- That was an accident.
- I'll clean up!

Go on.

Well, um, he started to get
free.

I had to think fast,
so I took my gun and I said,

"Buddy, you move one inch,

and I'm gonna put a bullet
right between your eyes."

Then he moved.

- You shot him in the head?
- No. I missed.

- Oh, thank God.
- I shot him in the gut.

Fuck me!

- Bad?
- Well, it ain't good.

- Oh, shit.
- There's blood everywhere.

It's, uh, it's on the carpet, on the
walls. My mother is gonna kill me.

Hey, we, we gotta stop the bleeding.
Is there a, a, a, a first aid kid?

- Yeah.
- I think we have Band-Aids.

- Band-Aids? We need a tourniquet!
- Hey, hey, yo, the curtains!

Oh, yeah.

No, not the curtains! Mother loves
those curtains more than she loves me.

- Help me take 'em down.
- Wait! Wait!

They're the only thing hiding
us from the outside world.

Ah! Yeah. Hey, how about the
sheets?

We can rip 'em up and use
them as a tourniquet, huh?

Grandpa, please. Those
sheets are Egyptian cotton.

- Sit there.
- And do what?

You don't do shit. You just sit there.
You don't think, you don't speak,

you don't breathe
until I come back. You got it?

Shit...

What the fuck?

Oh, shit.

Come on.

Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

Freeze!

Put my beer down.

Put your hands behind your back
slowly.

Get down on your knees.

Son of a bitch.

I'm taking you in.

Don't move.

Shit! Shit!

Shit!

Fuck!

Get out of the car.
I'm commandeering the vehicle.

- Oh, right. Are you even a cop?
- Yes, Detective Harper Anderson.

Do you have your badge on you?

- Get out!
- I'm not gettin' out!

I'll get over, but I'm not
gettin' out.

What the hell is this?

You don't know how to drive
stick?

Just tell me quick!

Okay, this here is a two
thousand sixteen GMC Sierra SLT.

Yeah, yeah, come on, come on.

I'm telling you that 'cause
you gotta be careful with her.

How do I make it move?

Okay, you got three pedals down
there.

Your gas, your brake and your
clutch.

Oh, for fuck sake, he's getting
away!

Do you want to learn manual or
not?

- Tell me faster.
- Okay.

Put your foot on the brake
and the clutch and I'll shift for ya.

Now what?

Take your feet off the pedals
and push on the gas.

What happened?

You gotta do it slowly.

Okay. Okay, good. Whoa. Good.
Now let's shift her into second.

- How do I do that?
- Take your foot off the gas,

push in the clutch.

Okay. Okay. Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Take it easy on her.

Okay, there you go. Now you got
it!

Come on, girl.

Let's take her into third.

Easy! Easy with her. Easy, easy.

Come on!

Okay, open her up a little bit.
Let's get her into third.

Gotcha.

Okay. Whoo-hoo! There you go! She
likes this. Okay, let's go! Get that boy!

You're going down!

Fuck!

- Hell, yeah! She made for that!
- Yeah!

It's a lot harder than it looks.

Cops have insurance, right?

You want to tell me what
happened?

Can you drive stick?

Brandishing a weapon out of
uniform,

commandeering a vehicle
and crashing it...

I shoulda taken your badge
earlier.

I was in hot pursuit.

The guy broke into my house and I
know he was gonna lead me to Fyodor.

- Fyodor isn't your concern.
- Fyodor will always be my concern.

You're suspended till further
notice.

Take some time and get your head
right.

My head is right.

Here we have protocols and
procedures

to prevent the kind of
clusterfuck you caused today.

Get out of town.

Go to Sedona. It'll be good for
ya.

I'm gonna need to get that back.

I can't take this silence.

I gotta get outta here. No.

No. God called you here.
Why? Why did you call me here?

He cut out his tongue!

But he was a bad guy

Help. Help. Help.

Woolf! Woolf! Woolf! Woolf!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. What'd
I tell you, man? I said not a word.

Someone was knocking.

Well, I don't hear nothin'.

- Well, it just stopped.
- Was it "Shave and a Haircut"?

I don't think so.
It had to be Goose, right?

Shit. Well, it better be Goose.

Goose?

Goose?

Goose?

- Goose?
- Goose?

Are you out there?
Because this is not funny.

Goose?

Goose!

The couch!

I just almost died for your bag,

and you want to complain about
the couch?

- Yo, Goose with the bag! Here we go!
- Oh, shit.

Oh, bro. Your arm is mangled.

Hey, why you come through the
window?

Ugh, I knocked three times just
like we rehearsed and no one came.

All right, man. You get the-
You got the wallet in here?

- Hey, where's the wallet?
- It's gotta be in there.

- It better be in there.
- Man, I don't see it.

If someone finds that wallet,
it's gonna lead 'em straight to us.

- Wallet? I found a wallet.
- Okay, King.

What? What the fuck?

- No, this isn't mine.
- What? What? Let me see.

- Where'd you get this?
- Uh, it was in our mark's back pocket.

Anton Grimm.

- I mean, this looks exactly like Fyodor.
- Maybe they're brothers.

Twins.

- Yes! This is good news!
- Are you shittin' me?

Fyodor is on his way here right
now.

Instead of having whoever
we were supposed to grab,

we got his dead twin brother.
You fucking kidding me?

How is that good news?

- Well, I guess I was just hoping it was.
- Fuck.

Hoping... He's hoping it was.

Wow. Do you have
any kind of painkillers, man?

- Yes, we probably have aspirin.
- I need morphine.

Shit.

Here you go. Pills.

Ginko Biloba?

What the fuck is this?

Well, you know, it might
not help with the pain,

- but it should improve your memory.
- Are you kidding?

The last thing I want to do
is remember today any better.

We gotta get rid of that body.

Uh, we'll dump him in a lake.
You got a boat?

Do I look like I got a boat?

Well, we'll put him in the trunk and
figure out what to do along the way.

How are you gonna move
his body out of here?

Well, we'll, we'll roll him
up and... Ah, a rug! Here.

- Give me a hand.
- All right, let's do it.

Ah, that's the secret knock.
It must be Fyodor.

I only told you two
about the secret knock.

That's the way everybody knocks.

Well, maybe it's not him then.

- Open the door! I can hear you!
- Let me handle this.

- Yo, get our money.
- Open the fuckin' door!

I know you're in there.
Open the fuckin' door!

Open the door, asshole!

I said, asshole, open the
fucking door!

Hey, buddy.

Asshole.

You've been standing
in the middle of the room.

You have any idea how long I was
outside?

Something's off, huh?

- Nah, no, everything is on. On.
- Who is hiding behind the curtain?

Nobody.

- You!
- Who, me?

Over here.

Now!

You got something to say? Huh?

You were supposed
to be the only one here.

- You and the bitch.
- The bitch? What bitch?

Not that bitch. The bitch I hired
you to kidnap. Where is she?

Oh! Yeah, the girl!

- Yeah.
- Yeah. Where is she?

- Uh, on her way.
- On her way?

- Yeah.
- Where?

- Here.
- When?

- Uh, right now.
- Now?

Yeah.

- You're kidding.
- She's coming.

What happened?

Uh, I was just explaining
to Fyodor here about the girl,

you know, how we got her and
she's on her way over here and all that.

What girl?

Come on, man. What are
you gonna do with that gun?

Were my instructions
not clear enough or you?

I think they were very clear.

- You think?
- What were the instructions again?

You see, uh, El-Eliot must
still be a little bit lightheaded

from passing out, you know?
He don't remember.

- I'm hungry.
- He's a specialist.

Never eats on the job. Go on,
man. Get some food. You earned it.

Go ahead.

I mean, he doesn't look
the part, but trust me,

he's a true fuckin' animal,
this guy. Mad man.

I know he doesn't look like it,
but he is.

Fyodor.

She's gonna be here in five
minutes, bro.

I'll give you four.

- What is that?
- Oh, shit!

Let me see it.

- Hey, throw that thing out!
- Hey! Stop! Stop!

- You never know what kind of,
- Stop!

- Uh, meat ends up in fast food, right?
- Stop!

- That's why I don't eat this shit.
- Hey! Stop!

You almost shredded my hand.

- Want more, huh? Want more?
- Stop, put it down! Put it-

- Want more?
- Man, you win! You win the fight!

You win. You just punched me
in the face. It was a good punch.

Eliot, let's get a drink going.
Let's celebrate. How 'bout that?

You've been training,
haven't you, you dirty dog, you.

- What do you want?
- Whatever we got.

Hell of a punch, Fyodor, holy
shit.

- Orange juice, skim milk, soda water?
- Nah, nah, nah. Liquor!

We need a manly drink
for this guy, you kidding me?

I don't think we have any.

We go through the booze
pretty quick around here.

- We like to knock 'em back.
- Oh, that explains a lot, huh?

- Yeah.
- Yep, we're clean out.

Polished off the rest of the
sauce this afternoon, remember?

- Yes! Mom's hidden vodka!
- Look at that! How 'bout that?

How can I trust somebody
who hides vodka, huh?

Well, you can trust us.
You can trust us, Fyodor.

You can trust us. Let's have a
drink. Let's have a drink, boss. Okay?

Get him a nice shot.

Okay, coming!

Got the drinks!

- This is your drink.
- Ah! Here we go.

- And this is your drink.
- No,

this is my drink. This one's for
you.

I don't drink.

What do you mean, you don't
drink?

I just don't drink. I've
never had a drink in my life.

Woolf said you spent afternoon
drinking.

- Why would you say that?
- 'Cause it's true, you fuckin' idiot.

I don't trust people who don't
drink.

Now, kill the drink
or I'll kill you both.

Doesn't that hit the spot?

What's that?

- What's what?
- That.

Oh, that? That's, uh, yeah,
yeah. I punched the wall.

Hey, Eliot, you wanna
get me one of them...

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Hey, El?

- You promise to be quiet?
- Yeah. Yeah.

El?

Yo, Eliot!

What's up?

That's disgusting.

Hey, man. I, I, I was just wondering if
you could grab me a Band-Aid for my hand.

I think I punched the wall too
hard.

Oh. That blood isn't
from punching the wall.

That blood is from the guy
we found at the house.

I knocked him out with my head.

Guy?

What guy?

- Where is this guy?
- Oh, he's in the bedroom.

- Bring me that motherfucker!
- Okay. Yeah, okay. All right. Yeah.

Hey, yo, yo, yo.
That motherfucker, I'll get him.

Get that off your shirt.
It makes me sick.

Get rid of it.

- What are you...?
- Here he is. The motherfucker.

You're the guy? You're a cop?

Tell me you're a cop.
That would be perfect.

Really? You're a cop?

You're definitely a cop.
You Harper's new partner?

You know what happened to her
last one?

What happened to her last
partner?

Let's just say I smell
blood in the water.

What did the bitch tell on me,
huh?

You think your balls hurt now,
wait till I cut them off.

You think you can fuck with my
plans?

Son of a bitch.

Good idea. Do it.

- No.
- Do it.

Now. Do it.

If I make it out of this,
I'm gonna fuck you up.

Do it!

Fuck.

So, you got the bag? Where is
it?

Just go get your grandpa...

Tie him up. Tie him up.

This guy's a cop, man, I
don't think we should kill him.

That's exactly what I'm
gonna do. Tie him up.

Ah, boy.

Shit.

Just don't move, motherfucker.
Stay there.

Come on, come on, come on.
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out.

Okay, let's look at him.

- Yep, he's good.
- Where's Harper?

Mister Fyodor, please meet another
man of your caliber, Mister King.

This guy is my caliber?

What'd he say?
Yeah, damn hearing aid.

What's that?

Uh, uh, uh, one more time.

Hearing aid?

Huh? Okay, n-nice and slow.
Nice and slow.

I said, "Hearing aid?"

Come again?

- Unbelievable.
- One more time.

I am going to fuck you up,
you fucking asshole!

What's that? You're gonna
fuck us up our assholes?

- Unbelievable.
- You commie pervert!

Oh, shit.

Ah, wait.

- I've seen enough.
- Wait, wait. I'm not a cop.

No.

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

- Yo. Yo, Fyodor.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Open it.

Stop right there!

Do him.

- I suggest you step back.
- Shoot him. Shoot his ass.

Shoot him. Shoot him in his ass.

You shot me.

Eliot, no. Oh, El-I'm so sorry!
I'm so sorry!

It's all good.

Now I've got my own war story.

You're not really a, a cop, are
you?

Oh, Fyodor. Hey, man.

I'm really sorry that we
killed your twin brother.

We all feel terrible about it.

How do you know I have a twin
brother?

I love you, Grandpa.

Tell Mom I'm sorry about the
mess.

There you are, God.

Thank you. I'm coming.

No... no...

- Where's my brother?
- I don't know.

- Where's my brother? Where's my brother?
- I don't know. I don't know.

Fifty-one.

- Motherfucker, where's my brother?
- I don't fuckin know.

- Where's my brother?!
- I don't know, man.

Fifty-two.

I'm such a bad shot.

Where's my brother?! Where is
he?

Yeah, I, I remember. I remember.

The guy that they grabbed,
he looked like you.

Okay? They-I, I, I saw his I.D.
and it said, "Anton Grimm".

That hothead. I told him I'm gonna
take care of Harper. Where's he?

Uh, well, what do you want with
Harper?

Answer the question. Where
is my brother? Where is Anton?

He's in the back room. He's out
there in the bedroom in the back.

Hey, hey, hey. Wake up. Wake up.
Come on. We're gonna get you. Wake up!

Who killed him?!

Oh, shit.

This is for my brother.
Tell him I said hello.

Hello.

- Hey, Woolf.
- Shut up. Shut up.

I gave you a hundred thousand
dollars to kidnap her,

and all you deliver is this
fucking mess.

Any last words?

You tried to kidnap me?

I love you.

I love you too, man.

This is so sweet.

Close enough.

This is for my partner!

This is for me!

And this is for everything else.

What happened here?

It's a war story.

I think he's in a better place,
and, uh,

I'm not too sure about him, but he
definitely went out doing what he loves.

- Were you really trying to kidnap me?
- Nah. Hell, no. I had no idea.

Trust me.

Look, if you want to arrest me,
you can, but...

Put your hands behind your back.

Oh, shit.

Actually, I lost my badge.

Oh, shit. For real?

- Let's get the hell out of here.
- Could someone please untie me?

That guy broke into my house.
I'm leaving him here.

This guy's good. He's with me.

Yo, are you good? Hey, listen.

I'm sorry, okay?

Yeah. I'm still kicking your ass
later.

Thank you for everything.
I got you into this shit.

- Okay, you good? All right?
- Yeah.

All right.

Aw, man.

You dumb dumb.

Oh, boy.

You know,

if they took your badge,

that means you don't have to
bring Fyodor to the station, right?

We could take him in
and collect the cash.

Bounty on his head is half a
mil.

It ain't a bad idea.

I need to get out this life,
brah.

Yo, if you want to write to us,
man, we'll be in the tropics.

I'm coming with you.

Yeah.

Maybe it's the neighbors.

Maybe it's the cops.

Maybe the twins have a triplet.

Oh, man.