4Got10 Page #2
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- 2015
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Hey, look. We won't
call the cops. I promise.
Just...tell me
what you need, man.
- Okay. You got a garage?
- Yeah.
- You got rope?
- Sure.
- Get up. Get up.
- Yeah. Okay.
Listen to me!
From now on, we all move
as a unit, all right?
You do what I say,
and you'll be fine.
- Move! Now.
- Just don't hurt us.
Just -- Okay.
Here we are.
F***.
F***.
I knew I shouldn't have
came into work today.
I promised your mother.
I promised her.
Now look what I let happen.
I wouldn't let you work with me.
So what do you do?
Go join
the f***ing police force...
under a different name.
It's my fault.
I...
I should have kept you closer.
I should have kept
an eye on you.
It's my fault.
It's my fault.
Tell me you have a name.
We have someone who
might be able to give us one.
Let's go have
a little chat with someone.
I don't want him left alone.
Someone stays with him
day and night.
until the son of a b*tch
that did this no longer is.
Ah. Please.
Now I'm gonna show you
what happens
I didn't
steal anything from you!
anything from you. Please!
I need y'all to be quiet.
You understand me?
F***.
Today of all clays.
I could be playing' golf
on the back nine.
That's what
you're thinking' about right now,
is golf?
But now I'm tied up
in my own garage.
This is good.
Thank you. Thank you.
You got any ideas?
What are you up to?
Black.
I just got word from my contact
at the hospital security.
The good sheriff
has checked himself out early.
Copy that.
Okay.
You are not gonna believe this.
The good old sheriff discharged
himself against doctor's orders.
Mm.
Damn right it was
against doctor's orders.
Now, why would a man,
a drugged-up man,
get out of his hospital bed
and walk around
with his ear blown off?
I have no idea.
Because he's running
from something or to somewhere.
Here.
The only vehicle
in that time frame
that has matching tire tracks.
Just find out where he's going.
Stay on the sheriff.
And be careful.
I'm pretty sure
hiding behind a badge.
Copy that.
Get me a clear view
of that license plate.
Ahh.
Oh.
Baby, I missed you.
Ahh.
Hey, Mike.
I was looking for you
at the hospital.
Yeah, well,
I saw myself out.
That's no place for me
to get better, is it?
I hear you.
We've got a bit of a problem
down here, though.
Seems somehow
we misplaced Sammy's body.
What the hell
are you talkin' about?
How the hell
do you misplace a body?
No clue.
You're serious?
Well, what -- what
about the ballistics?
We never got a chance
to even process him.
Now, Mike,
that's just terrible.
Any idea
where the body went now?
F*** if anyone knows.
It's gone poof.
Vanished.
No sh*t.
Mike, I'm gonna have
to call you back.
I'll get --
I'll get right back to you.
Son of a b*tch.
Break in my house?
Hi, Sheriff.
We need to talk.
Sit down!
You nervous, Sheriff?
You look nervous.
Yeah, well,
it's been a long day.
You know,
But I got a problem
I think you can help me with.
Okay.
What's that?
Now, you know me.
You know who I am.
Everybody knows who you are.
Someone stole
a lot of money from me.
That I can live with.
But where you can help me is
to figure out who killed my men.
First of all,
I'm gonna tell you --
When we got there,
they were already dead...
except for the one...
who shot me in the goddamn ear.
You're alive, aren't you?
Uh-huh.
Look, I just don't know.
I just don't know
how I can help you, Mateo.
One of them was my son.
I'm real sorry to hear that.
But like I said, when I got
there, they were already dead.
My son was with you.
I'm sorry.
I...
Sam was a good deputy.
L-I didn't know.
About that guy that shot you...
Look, he shot both of us.
He shot Sammy,
and -- and I tried to help him,
and he shot me!
Look, we thought they were dead.
Tell me about him.
I saw his face for 30 seconds.
And then he shot me.
I wish there was more,
but I never saw
this guy before in my life.
I swear to God. I have
Maybe you can help me find him.
Unless you were planning
on going somewhere.
I don't know what I can do.
Come on.
You're local police.
Work with them.
I'll really make it
worth your while.
Well, uh...
that sounds just fine,
Mr. Perez.
This guy
stole $3 million from me.
Now you help me find him...
and I'll give you
a hefty finder's fee.
And then you can just
go on your merry way.
Now that sounds
like a good deal.
You gonna keep pointing
that gun at me, partner?
Okay.
You know me.
So you know what happens
if you don't.
That's a hell of a good deal.
Vmanos.
It's gonna be a pleasure
doing business with you,
Mr. Perez.
Ahh.
Damn.
Phew.
Something's wrong.
I don't know, but...
he's hiding something.
You know what?
Keep somebody on him.
Let's find out
where it takes us.
You really plan
on letting him keep the money?
That's loco!
Hell, no. Come on.
Cole.
I'm at the sheriff's house,
and I got a license plate
for you.
Can you run a history?
Sure.
What are the numbers?
Foxtrot, Golf,
Seven, Nine, Six, One, Hotel.
Okay.
Give it a second.
Huh.
People...
this case just got
a lot more interesting.
Mateo Daniel Perez was spotted
at the house of our friendly
neighborhood sheriff.
Now, what's a drug lord
like Mateo
doing hanging out
with the sheriff?
And to top it all off...
I just found out
that our little dead deputy
is the son of the most
successful drug lord ever.
Now, people...
we've had a guy
on the inside of Perez's gang,
but there's been no connection
What is going on?
People, I need some answers.
I need you to get
your asses out there,
or some heads will roll.
All right. Look.
Let's -- Let's try
and stand up back to back, okay?
Hell, no.
You're gonna get us killed
Just do what I tell you to do!
When I go, "One, two, three,"
back to back,
we're get the hell out of here.
Hell, no!
Just do it, okay?
One, two, three.
Ow. Stop it!
Look, just...
God damn it. Shut up.
- Stand up!
- Ow! No!
Stand up with me.
Stand --
Damn it.
Will you stop?!
- You are such an idiot.
- Sh*t.
You're callin' me an idiot?
When you're dumb as dirt?
Are you kiddin' me?
You just shut up.
You shut up!
Look.
Do you want him
to come in here and kill us?
We stay here, we wait it out.
And we don't piss him off!
Nice work, fish.
We have a job for you
when you get out.
What the hell happened to you?
You haven't checked in.
What's going on?
Aah!
- Hey!
- What?
- What are you doin'?
- Shh!
What do you mean, "shh"?
What?
I need to go to the bathroom.
Shut up!
Shut up.
Where's your manners, boy?
You don't talk to a woman
like that.
driving into this area.
So we're concentrating
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