Tracers

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Lafayette Courier.

Got it. Thank you. Bye-bye.

Cam! Have you seen Cam?

Cam! Where in the hell is he?

Cam, where you at, buddy? Damn!

Cam! Uptown express, okay!

- Are you okay?

- Yeah. I'm fine.

Hey, you! Come back here.

Sorry about your bike.

Come back here!

Cam.

Cam.

You want your check or not?

Sorry.

Lonnie, I need more runs.

Cam, I'm happy to help you out,

but you need a bike first, man.

Got a friend that can loan you one?

Hey...

keep your head up.

Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey!

- What?

- Where you been hiding?

Whatcha got there, Cam?

- Nothing.

- Nothing?

Okay, so what?

You forget about us or what?

No, no, no, I didn't... I didn't forget.

I just... I didn't have it. I just got that.

Okay. Well, what else you got?

- Come on.

- Come on, man.

Are you serious?

I am serious.

- What is that, $9.00?

- Yeah, $9.00, probably.

- Where's all your money going, man?

- To you guys!

You came to us for a loan, right, Cam?

You accepted our terms. 1500.

- On the first of each month, every month.

- I know. I know. I know. I'm sorry.

I... I'm sorry I missed a payment.

It won't happen again.

No, it won't. Now. Sign this please.

Jerry, I owe somebody rent.

Don't you wanna...

And what, you think

I'm doing this for fun?

- No, I c...

- This is my job, Cam, okay?

I got a boss just like you got a boss.

Now just sign it, okay?

This is the second time

you've been late.

And... that makes us...

What's that make us?

- Nervous.

- Nervous. See?

- Yeah.

- Hu is nervous.

So, you owe us $15,000.

And just don't miss another payment.

I won't.

- Don't miss another payment.

- I know.

- You good, buddy?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- You all right?

- Yeah, I'm good.

Okay.

Where's your bike?

I... I hit a pothole.

It looks like you got bigger problems.

Let's get in here.

All right.

When are we gonna go for a ride?

Car's still broken, buddy.

I haven't had time to work on it.

And I don't have the money

or the parts I need.

Maybe you ought to sell it.

- Yeah, maybe.

- Joey?

All right, you're good to go.

- Thanks a lot, Cam.

- You're welcome.

I told you to give Cam his space.

- Chill-lax, Mom. It's all gravy.

- Chill-lax?

- Sorry about that.

- Don't worry about it. He's a good kid.

Hey, Ang.

Can I talk to you for a second?

I'm gonna be a little late

on the rent this month.

I'm sorry. I'll get it to you

as soon as I can.

I know you're good for it,

but I'm having a tough month.

- Try your best, please, Cam?

- I know. I will.

Thank you.

- Yeah?

- You coming in today or not?

What are you... what are you talking about?

Do you not remember?

What do you want me to do

with your new bike, then?

What new bike?

The one your girlfriend dropped off

for you this morning.

I don't have a girlfriend.

- Hey!

- What do you want?

- To... to say thank you.

- For what?

What do you mean for what?

For the bike you got me.

You're welcome.

Do you...

How did you learn how to do parkour?

What, did I say it wrong?

- I gotta go.

- Wait, what's your name?

- Do you ride?

- No. A bike's a ball and chain.

Oh, yeah? All right.

Well, you know, anybody can...

hop up and climb this thing.

I'd like to see that.

All right. You got it.

Maybe you should stick to the bike.

Screw it.

I'm Cam.

Nikki.

You want to show me something else?

- You gotta learn how to see.

- I can see just fine.

If you want to vault the car, don't look

at the car, look where the car isn't.

Okay.

Whoa, hey! How did you get over there?

Nice to meet you, Cam.

Who are you?

- What are you doing here, Dylan?

- I'm just looking out for you, Nicks.

So what, you're just spying on me

the whole time?

- You working out alone?

- So what?

So you gotta be careful.

That's all I'm saying.

You gotta stay off my ass, Dyl.

Who is this guy?

He's nobody.

Haven't seen you around.

- I haven't been around.

- Where'd you find him?

He found me.

You following her?

No, no. Just saw her in the park.

You know this is dangerous stuff.

You get hurt if you don't know

what you're doing.

Let's bounce.

Wonderful.

Well, some of this stuff

is kinda beat up, but...

I'll give you 450.

Look, my rent's $550. Can you go there?

One, two, three, four, five, fifty.

Thanks.

Thanks a lot.

How much for the muscle car, kid?

It was my Dad's.

- I'm gonna have to hold onto it.

- Too bad, nice car.

Hey, Cam!

- You saw that, mom?

- Yeah, I did, baby. Come on...

Joey!

It's not much to look at, but... okay.

Better watch the potholes

this time, all right?

Hey, buddy.

Looks like somebody's been practicing.

- You should come work out with us.

- I never see you guys around.

We're a tight group.

We like to keep to ourselves.

Loujaine floating terminal in Brooklyn.

You know it?

No.

Pier 62. Gowanus Bay.

I'll see you at dawn.

All right.

Hey, guys.

I'm Dylan. This is Tate, Jax.

- How's it going?

- Cam.

- What's up?

- This is my sister Nikki.

We already met.

This is awesome.

What are we supposed to do?

Try and keep up.

Holy sh*t! He's dead, dude.

Hey, there.

You must be Cam.

Dylan tells me you're new to parkour.

He also said you're pretty good.

Might have to... work on this jump though.

I'm Miller.

Pick a fight with gravity before

you're ready, you tend to get a beating.

I don't know what I'm doing.

That's the great thing about parkour,

my friend. There are no rules. You all right?

I'm good. Just trying to keep up.

Cam. Is that short for Camaro?

Shut... You have a learning disability, dude.

Excuse him.

- Where you from?

- Queens.

- Play any sports in high school?

- Nah, I barely went.

I tried baseball once,

did some martial arts.

Yeah, I wasn't much of a jock

in high school either.

Look at you. Hello.

Where'd you do your time?

It's okay. You're not the only one

in here with a record.

- Abbot House. Hillside.

- Juvi.

Yeah.

Did six months in Otisville

a couple years ago.

Oh, sh*t, what for?

B & E. Boosting cars.

Just bullshit stuff.

You ever go in hard? Pull some hold ups?

No. I didn't want to go that way.

Right. So, what'd you do for money?

I'm a bike messenger.

Fifty points for the bike messenger.

What do you guys deliver?

Documents. Just business stuff.

At least, that's what they tell you.

I don't know. I mean,

they hand me a package, I drop it off.

- Sure, but it could be anything, right?

- I guess.

You never look inside the bag?

No.

Never?

- No. Why would I do that?

- Just curiosity.

- It's none of my business.

- But you're the one carrying the package.

Look, as long as after I drop it off

they pay me my money,

I don't really care

what's inside the bag.

So what do you guys do?

We do whatever we can not to get caught.

That looks like fun.

They are no limits, my friend.

Only plateaus.

Plateaus?

You've got to constantly push past

what you think you can do or you stay stuck.

I like that one. What else you got?

Well, how about this? This whole thing,

parkour, free running, tracing...

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