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Yes.

The front desk guy?

Yes, I think so.

- [David] Do you know him?

- [Fonseca] Of course I do.

You know where to find him?

- Where's the front desk guy?

- Who, sir?

He's big, white shirt, he was here.

Go in.

Sit down!

Listen to me, man. I'm not Delgado.

Shut up!

[tires screeching]

[Fonseca] Shut up.

Why are we here?

How long you gonna need?

[Fonseca] As long as it takes.

- Okay, we're gonna get out of here.

- Fine.

Hey, don't take too long.

They're gonna be looking for you.

Don't worry. I'll take it from here.

Come on. Let's go.

- What are you gonna...

- Shut up.

Shut up.

Please.

I'm not Delgado.

Stay down. Wait here.

Goran!

[gunshots continue]

Let's go.

[gunshots]

[gun clicks]

[grunting]

[Eva screaming]

Drop it, Delgado! Drop it!

Agent Fonseca.

Nice to see you.

Drop it. I got you cold.

Six years...

I've been looking for you

for six long years.

Have you, now?

Now I got you.

Nothing is as it seems.

[groaning]

Drop the gun.

That's not going to happen.

Drop the gun.

That is not going to...

- I said drop the gun or I'll shoot her!

- Drop it!

Okay!

Okay.

How's that knee?

Sorry about Reno. You know how this goes.

[groans]

- [Eva gasps]

- [Fonseca groans]

- Don't move.

- [David] Eva.

My God.

Come on, baby, let's get out of here.

[Eva] He was shooting me.

He was trying to kill me.

It's okay. He's dead.

It's okay. It's over.

My God.

- Hang on a second.

- Okay.

- You okay, buddy?

- Yeah, it was a clean shot.

I think we need to get you to a hospital.

Agent Fonseca, if you only knew...

[gunshot]

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay. It's okay, baby.

It's okay, it's not your fault.

It's okay, it's not your fault.

He wanted to kill him.

Let's go.

Let's go.

He's been shot.

Hey. How are you, guys?

- Eva, how are you?

- Good.

Baby, it's a long trip, so I better go

to the bathroom before we go.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Dont be long.

- I'll be back.

Excuse me.

How you doing?

Ah, pretty good.

Do you know where you two will land?

I have no idea,

and I kind of like it that way.

Good.

Um, just one more thing.

Can I have your autograph?

Please. [chuckles]

Of course you can.

You know,

I should be asking you for yours.

Yeah, sure.

When you go back to Mexico City,

you're gonna be a hero

after catching Delgado.

Oh, I wish. There was a problem.

There was never a legitimate fingerprint

taken from Delgado.

The only known identifier is a birthmark,

and the concierge didn't have it.

He must have had it

surgically removed or...

To throw us off.

Birthmark? What kind of birthmark?

A heart-shaped birthmark.

[dramatic instrumental music playing]

A what?

A half heart-shaped birthmark,

under the right arm.

- Why?

- A what?

A half heart-shaped birthmark.

Nobody has really seen him.

They don't know what he looks like.

What?

David, where are you going? What's wrong?

Hey.

[David] I know

everyone has secrets, right?

But there's so much about you

that I don't even know.

Nothing is as it seems.

[Fonseca] Everything he can put away

from these fights,

will be enough to never hear

from him again.

[David] You know,

I love everything about you.

Even your flaws.

["Drowning Out the Noise" playing]

Where the wind blows

I cannot follow

Where the river flows

I cannot run

Will you give me something

I can believe in

Money in the ocean

Poison in the sky

I am not

Waiting

I am not

Fading

I am not

Listening

I am drowning

Out the noise

I am not

Waiting

I am not

Fading

I am not

Listening

I am drowning

Out the noise

Willing and so blind

These are the moments

Hopeless electric

Buzzing in my head

Into the dreaming

Life could come to nothing

More than a marker

That we once were here

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