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whatever you want to call it,
is just a state of mind.
Now the real obstacles are not out there.
They're in your head. Okay?
I don't know. Those obstacles
look pretty real to me.
Well, you're gonna have to start
seeing 'em differently.
Got it.
So look where the car isn't.
Exactly.
- So... how's that new bike treating you?
- It's good. Thanks again.
- Where is it?
- I... left it at home today.
Liar.
Somebody clipped it.
I didn't want to say anything.
It's all good. I get it.
You're one of those kind of people.
What kind of people is that?
Can't hang on to anything nice.
I guess I haven't had enough practice.
I should've known better. I mean...
Next time I'll just take my wallet
and burn it.
Hey, Niks! Let's go!
You guys all work together?
See you around, Cam.
Good to meet you, Cam.
Don't let these guys get you in trouble.
Oh, sh*t!
Excuse me, is Jerry here?
Back there? Okay.
- Excuse me, Sir. Is Jerry here?
- You just missed him.
- Do you know when he'll be back?
- When he returns.
Okay.
Hey!
- What are you doing?
- Hey, Cam.
You didn't tell us
you had such a sweet ride, man.
I have your cash, right here! Here.
- There you go, take it.
- All right, man.
We're taking five grand
off your tab for the car,
but you got one month
to get us the rest, all right?
How am I supposed to get
10 grand in a month, Jerry?!
- Not my problem, Cam.
- Jerry, cut me some slack, come on.
You still don't understand
how this works, do you?
If you don't pay, we don't shoot you.
You got one month, Cam.
- Go inside the house, Joey. Now.
- Joey.
Hey, Angie, I'm sorry.
Your friends gave Joey a ride home
from school today, Cam.
Those a**holes brought
my son home from school.
I don't know what you're involved in,
and I don't want to know.
Stay away from us.
I mean it.
Hey, look who's here.
- Hey, what's up, buddy?
- Are you okay?
I want in.
You are in.
We don't just let anybody train with us.
Whatever you guys got going on
I want in on it.
What's your problem? What do you guys think,
I'm a narc or something? Come on.
Hey, Dylan. I need to talk to Miller.
Hook me up.
No, it's a bad idea.
Why, you know something I don't?
We're in the transport business, Cam.
We move valuables.
People hire us
to make obstacles go away,
change hands, land on someone else.
The difference is I provide assurances
I guarantee the work.
You want some evidence to disappear?
We can take of that for you.
It's a profession. We're not thrill seekers
who pull any score that comes along.
The key is speed and silence.
In and out, fast and quiet.
We do our research. Plan every move.
Work as a team. Everyone knows their job.
Documents, chemicals, technology.
Anything. We don't take sides.
Now I got just two rules.
The first is, if you get in trouble,
I'm your first call.
The second, you stay out of Chinatown.
- Even if you're not on a job.
- Why is that?
I'm inviting you to sit down
at the dinner table.
Show me you know how to be a good guest.
Nice work.
Dyl!
Turn around!
- Hold on! Don't move!
- I'm not.
- Shut up! Shut up!
- I'm not moving!
Who do you work for?
I said, who do you work for?
- Answer his question!
- No one!
What's in the bag?
Tell me what's in the bag!
- I don't know what's in the bag.
- Give it to me!
- No!
- Give it to me! Give me the bag!
You tell me what's in that bag!
You tell me what's in that bag
or I'm gonna blow your brains out right now!
- I swear to God! What is in the bag!
- I just carry the bag!
Good work, Cam.
What... what's going on?
out there, pal.
- Dude, we heard about the bus. That was sick!
- And you, sir, you were hauling ass!
Hey, it's all right, buddy.
We just had to make sure
you had our backs. You're family now.
What do you think?
I think you're a bunch of a**holes.
Especially you.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Where you taking me?
All right.
- Where are the others?
- They're busy.
Well... you want to grab
a coffee or something?
This isn't a date.
I didn't... I didn't mean it
like a date.
Let's just get this done, okay?
So how long have you been
working for Miller?
- A few years.
- Did you grow up in the city?
No.
Where'd you learn how to do parkour?
Here.
- You still live with Dylan?
- Okay, enough with the questions, okay?
- I'm just trying to make conversation.
- Yeah, but you wanted to be in.
Guess what? You're in.
There's nothing left to discuss.
- What's your deal?
- My deal?
- Yeah, what's your deal?
- I don't have a deal.
- Then why are you acting like this?
- There is no deal. Acting like what?
I don't know. I just thought we could...
I didn't ask you to come find me.
Really? You sure about that?
You did give me that bike...
I'm gonna tell Miller you can work
on your own next time.
You don't need a babysitter.
Okay.
- This the new guy?
- Yeah.
Good luck, new guy.
Dylan. Jax.
Nikki. Tate.
Employee of the month, Cam.
Angie?
What are you doing here, Cam?
I'm working.
I know.
I brought your rent money.
I don't care what you brought.
I told you to leave us alone, right?
Angie...
Angie, please.
Hey, hey.
Please take it.
Okay?
It'll hold you over until you find
somebody else to move in.
This is too much.
What kind of trouble are you in?
My mom got sick after she lost her job.
So I borrowed some money off the street
to try and help her keep the house.
It wasn't enough.
So the bank foreclosed on her
a week before she died.
You got a good heart, Cam,
but you got to be careful.
Further you go down the wrong road,
the harder it gets to find your way back.
I gotta get back to work.
Wait, one sec. One sec.
Can you give this to Joey?
You don't have to tell him it's from me.
I'm sorry for everything. I really am.
I won't bother you guys again,
I promise.
Hey.
What do you think, man?
Factory paint, marine grey.
14 inch rally wheels.
You got something for us?
That's not even two grand here, man.
I need 10.
Give me a few more weeks
I'll get it to you.
- Well, that's past the deadline, Cam.
- I was hoping we could renegotiate.
Look, I got a new job.
You can raise the vig if you want to...
You're still acting like I'm the boss, Cam.
I'm not, all right?
Chen is the boss.
The money you owe me, I own Chen!
You put me in a tight spot here, Cam.
Now I don't want to see anything happen
to your friend and her little boy, but...
you don't make this right, it will.
Those are the rules.
Two weeks, Cam.
10 grand.
Yeah?
We're going out tonight. Want to come?
- Work?
- More like play.
Can I get a water?
Hey, what happened here?
- This?
- Yeah.
- I biffed a wall trick.
- Oh, how's the wall?
Check this out. Got it on a broken rail.
That's nothing man. Check this out.
Razor wire.
Dylan, why don't you show them
- Is that from a curb?
- Nah. It was a older lady.
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