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what he did with the money?

Once a month, he'd drop

a bunch of it off at the bank.

- Do you know what bank?

- I don't know.

I'd go shopping while he did it.

Do you know who's money it was.

Who cares? Some cowboy that

lives in Houston, Texas.

They call him Mr. Vargas.

- Mm-hmm.

- They're bad people.

They don't deserve

to get it back.

If we take it, we'd be

doing society a favor,

and you would be doing your job.

Yeah, boss.

He's not saying anything.

I'm working on him all day.

- Where is he?

- He's inside.

Hi, Mom.

Yes, I know about

your doctor's appointment.

You reminded me yesterday.

Two o'clock, right?

I'll be there at 1:30.

That will give us

plenty of time.

Yes, Mom. I know you like

to be there on time.

Mom, listen...

Alright, I'll be there

at one o'clock, okay?

Good.

No, I won't be late.

Bye, Mom.

I said bye, Mom.

Hey, hey, Trevor.

Trevor... Hey, wake up, man.

Wake up, man.

Someone wants to talk to you.

Trevor.

Mr. Vargas wants you to give

back what you took from him.

I swear to God, Gage,

I didn't take anything.

Hey, hey, Trevor.

Trevor, hey.

Wake up, man. Wake up, man.

Excuse me.

Hello, Mr. Vargas.

Ronnie is dead.

How?

Got into a fight with that

girlfriend slut of his from the club.

Lisa killed him?

No, he got himself shot.

We all know you took

the money, Trevor.

What happened to the money?

Technically, it's not stealing.

Ten percent of two million

that's in his car.

Precisely.

I don't know.

Neither does the lawyer.

That's why I need you there.

Okay, I'm talking to Trevor.

I don't

give a sh*t about Trevor.

I want you to find

the f***ing money.

Shh!

What do you want?

We're friends, yeah?

I would never take

anything from Mr. Vargas.

I'd slit my own throat first.

You won't have to

slit your own throat.

Gage, please, I didn't do it.

I swear.

Give me that.

Clean this up.

Hey... what was that about?

Another problem.

Oh, yeah?

- Listen, I gotta ask you a favor.

- Sure.

My mother has a doctor's

appointment at two o' clock.

- I'm supposed to take her.

- No problem.

Make sure you get there early.

She can't stand to be late.

And, uh, tell her

I'll call her tonight.

Sure thing, boss.

- What?

- Nothing.

What?

You think he did it?

No.

So why'd you uh...

- It's my job.

- Yeah.

In this business,

you're either the guy

hanging somebody

from the ceiling

or you're the guy

hanging from the ceiling.

- Nice ride.

- Thank you, babe.

- On a cop's pension.

- What pension?

- So where are we going?

- Back to my apartment.

Wait, I thought you said

we were gonna go get the money.

Money's in the car, and the

car's in the impound lot, right?

You don't have a plan, do you?

Yeah, my plan is

to go get the money.

You're gonna stroll into the

impound lot and take the money?

- Yeah, I am.

- Yeah, I'd like to see that.

You're about to.

You're about to.

Why don't we stay in my office?

We're good here.

I knew you were in town,

but I didn't know

you were coming here.

Surprise.

Oh, well.

I'm to understand

Mr. Vargas is concerned about...

Hey, that's my dog!

I understand Mr. Vargas

is concerned about...

He wants his money back.

I tried to do everything I can

to understand what happened

after all these things.

The only thing that matters

to Mr. Vargas is results.

Trying... well,

it just gets you killed.

- I've got some preliminary...

- Where's Ronnie's car?

The police have it.

I believe at the impound lot.

You believe?

You believe or you're sure?

I'm sure.

Did they find the money?

I believe... No, no.

They have not.

When can we have the car back?

I spoke to the

man who oversees...

- When?

- Tomorrow.

Why not today?

'Cause the captain

leaves at five.

He can't be the only

one who can release a car.

To next of kin. He wants to see

a power of attorney,

signed by Mr. Martin's wife,

authorizing...

Tell him I'm Ronnie's brother.

Unless you have a driver's

license in the name of Martin,

I'm afraid we'll have to wait.

Then I wanna know

everything there is to know

about the man who shot Ronnie.

They haven't released his name.

- But they will.

- Of course.

But I believe not until morning.

You have two hours.

Two hours, it's...

By the way, you just

stepped in dog sh*t.

Surprise.

Okay, so what's

this plan of yours?

First, I need you to tell me

exactly where the money is.

It's in a black 2013 Jaguar XF.

It has to be guarded.

Oh, it is guarded, darling.

It's guarded.

The money's in the trunk,

underneath a bunch of junk.

It's all there.

Two million, cash.

I hope you're right.

Is that a real badge?

Sure enough it is.

Listen, I spent a long

time in the military

and a long time

in law enforcement.

I can make this happen.

I really can,

if you listen to me.

I've got a plan.

You gotta do everything I say.

If you go off the res,

you will f*** sh*t up

and get us caught

or killed, alright?

Even if this sh*t looks

like it's going sideways,

it ain't, I promise you.

- Can you do that?

- Yes.

All right.

Now, there's gonna be

one cop in the office.

He'll have a manifest for all

the impounds as well as the keys.

But I told you,

I have a set of keys.

And that's why he ain't

never gonna see me.

I got the guy's name.

Michael Decker.

8965 Rue Monge.

Apartment 74.

That was fast.

Wait, there's some more.

More?

He's an American,

used to be a federal agent.

Can you believe it, DEA?

Sh*t, that's not good.

Used to be, because he was forced

to retire without benefits.

I don't need to hear

his life story, man.

Without benefits

means no pension.

So they guy needs money?

A lot of

accommodations and a lot

of dead drug dealers.

The guy is dangerous.

Okay, what do we do now?

We wait.

We wait?

That's the plan?

- You know why?

- Why?

Because it's about to get dark,

and you understand

something, sweetheart?

Darkness is our friend.

Oh, yeah,

darkness is our friend.

Ronnie had money, too.

A lot of money.

I wanna get his car

and go home,

but the police

won't let me have it.

Could you get it for me?

I'll probably

pass on that at the moment.

What if I give you something?

What time is it?

Well, I'd say it's time for me

to tell you that I'm in.

Wow.

I must have been good.

You were really, really good,

but I'd like to be partners.

For half.

- Half?

- Yeah.

- I'm not that good.

- Really, really good.

That okay?

- Okay.

- All right.

You weren't so bad

yourself, Decker.

So when are you going back?

Well, the graveyard guy

comes in about 10:30,

so I'll go in around 11 or so,

give him time to get to sleep.

You're funny.

You know what,

you're not gonna be able

to go back after this,

don't forget that.

Yeah, you already said,

but what about my apartment,

all of my stuff?

Million dollar

buy a lot of sh*t, baby.

What about you?

I'm gonna have to

disappear, you know.

Before the police start

coming look for me saying,

"Man, you know, I think

the guy who shot Ronnie

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