Term Life Page #5
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- 2016
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Jenny...
Is everything okay?
No. This a-hole is trying
to steal my cash,
and this one is sticking his
face where it doesn't belong.
I think I have it
from here, sir.
Appreciate it.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Yeah! Whoo!
Whoo!
When all of this is over, I want to
leave and go on a trip with you.
Where would we go?
I don't know.
Your beach.
From the photos.
What about your mom?
You still like her.
Cate...
How did you guys meet?
Your mom?
She was, uh, young, and she
was with a dance company.
And, uh, she was
pretty opinionated.
Gave me, uh... gave me a
hard time most of the time.
I don't know.
She made me laugh, I guess.
Well, then you came along.
We should take a picture
while we're still at the top.
Okay. That's a good idea.
All right. You ready?
Yep.
Ready?
One, two, three.
Hello, Matty.
Jesus!
Christ, cap.
What are you doing
with I.A.?
What are you talking about?
I didn't speak to them.
I got pictures.
You're as dirty as me, pal.
Question is, what the hell
could you have that they want?
You've been thinking about making
a deal, haven't you, Matty?
I didn't say nothing.
They wanted to talk.
I didn't...
Fu... f*** you!
I got him here,
just like you said.
I did good, right?
That you did.
This is detective Keenan.
Shots fired, officer down.
Repeat:
Shots fired,officer down.
Signal 50 and 48.
Send the f***ing e.M.S now!
Where you at, detective? Blue
bird motel, Glenwood and Avery.
Oh, geez! Hurry! Roger.
Signal 50 and 48.
E.M.S on the way.
Can you identify the suspect?
Nick Barrow.
You're gonna get us
out of this, right?
Yeah.
I am.
He killed a cop!
Are you sure?
I'm holding the f***ing APB
in my hand.
I... I don't know that there's
anything else I can do for you now.
There's nothing else
you can do, Oscar?
You better hope that's
not the case, my friend.
Chief?
Chief, let's go!
Mm...
Rise and shine.
Time to fight bad guys.
Morning.
Mm-hmm.
How can you say that? The sex
pistols were a great band.
No, they were a great bad band.
Cate, something's happened.
What?
Pack your stuff now.
Why?
Because they found us.
Wait.
I thought you said no one knew
where we were. Cate, I'm serious.
- Come on. Grab your bag.
- We gotta go.
Nick. Nick.
It's okay, Cate.
I got a plan.
I need you to do
exactly what I say.
We need something to separate
the sheriff and the deputy.
Then we can meet at the
rendezvous point in ten minutes.
- Put your hands up.
- Don't move!
If something goes wrong,
no matter what happens, get out
of town and do not come back.
This is non-negotiable.
Get out the way!
Coming through!
Freeze!
Come on, Cate.
Out!
Out of the car right now!
Get down.
Don't move!
Oh, I got your ass now.
Try and run again.
Put your hands up
and get on your knees.
Lay down!
"Nicholas Barrow,
wanted for the murder
of detective Matthew Miller."
Is this you?
Do you believe
everything you read?
Yeah, when it has the words
"apb" on top of it, I do.
Some people got killed,
and the person who put me on
that APB thinks that I did it.
And that's your story, and
you're sticking to that, huh?
Hey, sheriff,
will you listen to me?
The guy that I'm running from
has connections everywhere.
That APB isn't real. He's
using you to track me down.
Don't make that call!
Please don't make that call!
I want you to sit down!
A man lives his life,
and everything he was
fits into a goddamn box.
He say anything?
What?
Matty.
Did he say anything
before he passed?
He was pretty far gone.
First Dinardi, now Matty.
You saw him, right?
I mean Barrow.
You... you saw him?
Yeah, I saw him.
What about it?
What went down?
Why not put two in his head
right then and there?
What do you want from me,
Darrell, huh?
You want to hear me say I f***ed up?
Fine, I f***ed up!
All right? You happy? He got the jump
on me. Barrow got the jump on me.
I had to make a decision.
Hey, cap.
We got him. Call just came in from
a sheriff on the APB you put out.
All right.
Let's do this.
Boss, they're here.
I'm detective Garcia,
the two-four.
I'm looking for sheriff Braydon.
- Right here.
- Sheriff, you have to listen to me.
These guys aren't cops.
Look like cops to me.
Sheriff, will you listen to me?
He been like this
the whole time?
Sheriff, these guys aren't...
We good to go?
Yeah, as soon as we verify
your badge numbers.
Call them in, Dean.
You got it.
Zone nine. P.A.
Uh, sheriff Braydon's office
up in Hastings.
We're looking to confirm
two badge numbers
relating to a transfer.
Sure. Hold on.
All right.
First one.
Thank you.
Sheriff! Sheriff,
these guys aren't cops!
Sheriff, please.
Nick...
I no longer care
about you, Nick.
You are dead.
I'm gonna send you
to your grave,
and then I'm going to do
the same thing to your daughter.
Hey. Uh, that was weird.
What was weird?
I just got a call
from a.P.D. C.I.
He's 15 minutes out
to pick up his prisoner.
What prisoner?
Barrow.
Keenan's freaking out.
named detective Garcia, and...
Son of a b*tch!
Don't call anyone!
Get Dean!
How did you get me on the APB?
Are you sick enough
to kill a cop just to set me up?
I didn't kill any cop.
Then how did you...
Sh*t!
Dean!
Dean!
F***!
Where the f*** you at?
Dean!
Shut your ass up!
You know how to use that thing?
You want to find out?
Put your hands up.
Give me the keys.
Get down!
Put your gun on him.
Now it's my turn to talk.
I didn't kill Alejandro, Victor.
name is Keenan,
and he's a cop.
How do I know you
weren't in on it?
I've got nothing to hide.
That's why I'm not
gonna kill you.
You're not gonna kill me
because if you do...
This will never end.
I had nothing to do with it.
And then I'm gonna ask
for something in return.
Your word as a father
that when you hear the truth,
that you leave Cate alone.
I didn't kill Alejandro, Victor.
Go.
Get down.
Get down.
Come on.
I told you this was
non-negotiable.
I just saved your life.
Okay?
Well, don't do it again.
I was trying to help you!
I don't need your help!
I can't do this if I
know you're in danger.
And as long as you're with me...
You're starting to become...
What? I'm starting
to become what?
Too involved.
I want to be involved!
What if you got hurt?
Everything I would have done
would have meant nothing.
Everything you've done?
Everything I've done
has been for you.
The running!
The hiding!
All of it has been for you!
Damn it, Nick!
I just want to help you.
I don't need your help.
Cate. Open the... Cate!
Cate!
Run a print on this.
Prints match the ones
that was taken off the keychain.
She got busted with
a couple of friends.
What did I tell you?
Who was arrested with her?
Who bailed her out?
I want all the information.
All of it!
You got it, cap.
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