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out of this sh*t hole-

that's what's gonna

define us.

- You really believe that?

- Yeah, man. I do.

Sh*t.

I didn't want to say anything around those

two other jokers, but... I know who we are.

- You remember something?

- Yeah.

About you and me?

Yeah. This smell.

This smell for the longest time...

out there

and then in here.

See?

- I remember. I have orange trees.

- You have orange trees.

- Yeah, on my ranch. It's been

in my family for generations.

- Sh*t.

- I'm Coles.

- You're Coles then.

I'm William Coles.

I really am.

- He was right.

- I think he was guessing.

I don't have kids.

At least I don't think I do.

Wait a minute.

Why are you telling me this?

- Don't you see? You're McCain.

- Me, McCain? No!

- Yes.

- You actually remember this?

I-

Our original terms that we proposed

to you are more than fair.

You want this bid,

you get back to me within an hour.

No. No, but you

have to be McCain.

- You have to be McCain.

- What makes you so sure?

For whatever reason, you're the only one

I feel like I can trust...

and if I can remember that,

they're not far behind, so we gotta get out now.

- What if you're wrong?

- I'm not, okay? You're McCain.

- It's the only thing that makes sense.

- F***. I'm not McCain.

- What?

- I remember too.

What?

How could you do that?

Humiliate me like a dog!

Like a stinking f***ing dog!

- You tried to humiliate me!

You see this? You see?

- Get the hell off!

- They were turning blue!

- Get off me!

- What's the matter with you?

- How could you f***ing do that?

You would have done

the same thing.

You were the one

with the gun!

Hey.

There's someone outside.

Where is he?

Right over there.

See him? Behind the gate.

Is it them?

No, I don't think so.

It's gotta be too soon.

- Hey!

- Hey!

Hey! Hey, you! Hey! Over here!

Hey! Hey!

- Over here!

- Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Back off.

Let me try.

Can you see anything?

Um, uh, move it around. Move it around.

- Whoa, whoa. What's that?

- Holy sh*t. It's a kid.

Kid! Hey!

- Hey!

- He doesn't understand.

He doesn't know what you're saying.

He doesn't speak English.

What the hell?

Ramon. Vamos.

Hey! Hey!

Go get your parents!

Wait, wait, wait, look!

He's going back! He's going back!

- You sure?

- Yeah. He's good. He's going to them.

Yeah, he's getting in. Look at him.!

They're coming! Whoo-hoo!

You did it!

Whoo! Over here!

Look over here!

No. No!

No! Help!

Hey! No. Sh*t!

- No!

- F*** it.

Sh*t.

Hey, can I get some help up here?

Here.

Thanks.

You know

I'm not gonna be able to get those off.

Thanks anyway.

You think

I'm afraid of dying?

I'm not afraid of dying.

I didn't tell you

to give up.

What's the E.T.A.

on our backup?

At least

I'm over this.

Let's crash.

Police! Nobody move.

- Where is he?

- What's this?

- I got nothing over here. You?

- Clear!

- Got people back here?

- No?

- You see him?

- No.

Where is he?

I said where is he?

Who owns the pickup?

You think if you keep talking

they'll eventually understand?

- The yellow pickup!

- The yellow one is mine.

What about it?

How stupid do those guys

think we are?

Might have been

born at night but not last night.

Hey, step on the gas.

Let's pick up Leon and Ray

and finish this up.

First the locker,

now this.

- Hey.

- F***in' tracker.

We gotta get that gun.

- We already tried.

- Not together, we haven't.

Well, let's get the rope.

I'll do it.

You guys had your chance to f*** this up.

Let me. Maybe I can get it.

They're gonna be here

any minute, all right?

So does it matter what we do?

We can draw straws, whatever.

I'm sick of waiting for these bastards.

I swear, I want 'em to come back.

And what are you gonna do?

Whine until they surrender?

- Why don't you two shut up?

- F*** you.

- You're the moron that left the gun up there.

- Hey.

I remember.

I remember.

I was seven

and you were nine.

We- We wanted to go out

on the lake one day with some friends.

You remember?

You know me?

My dad told us

not to go...

because of the storm.

We said f*** him.

What did he know?

We went out in the old man's

MacGregor 26...

and we got in some

argument about...

who was the only pitcher

to win M.V.P.

Sandy Kaufax.

And we argued so much

about it...

that we didn't realize

we couldn't see land anymore.

I was really f***in'

scared.

And I could see that

you were- were too...

even- even though you kept

talking like it would be okay.

And then this big wave came

and-and turned us over.

I- I remember goin' down...

and being disoriented.

Thinking if I couldn't find which way was up,

I was gonna die for sure.

And then this hand-

This hand reached down...

and grabbed me...

and pulled me up.

You must have seen

how terrified I was.

You looked me

in the eye...

and you told me

not to give up.

No one was gonna die.

We all-all had to

stick together...

and keep each other

holding onto the boat.

That's what we did...

for four hours.

We held on...

just like you said.

Hey, that's really touching and all.

Completely useless though.

Enough with the boats, kid.

Who are you?

Just listen

to what he's saying.

He's right.

We gotta work together.

No, listen to what

I'm saying.

If he knows who he is,

then maybe he can tell us who we are.

It doesn't matter

who we are!

'Cause they're gonna

be back here any minute.

- All right, we got one shot at this!

- Hey, tell us who you are.

Who are you, kid?

Tell us. Tell us, kid. Kid!

Sorry.

I don't know who the hell

you are.

I don't care.

Maybe you are a kidnapper.

I don't know.

But you know what

I think?

Maybe somewhere along the line

you just forgot who you were...

before you become one.

But regardless,

we can't do this without you.

The plates aren't visible

in any of these shots.

- Wait a minute.

- What?

Right here. In the reflection of

the gas station window.

- That's their front plates.

- You upload that to Molina. Get a cleaner shot.

Let me know. Let me know when it's coming.

It's coming. It's coming.

Wait. Let's just tip it.

We tip it-Just pull down. Yeah.

- There it is.

- Oh! Whoo!

- Where'd she go?

- She said she needed some air.

- Coffee?

- No, thank you.

Yeah. I can't drink

any more either.

May I?

Bill's father

was completely self-made.

But before he had anything,

he built this place up at Eagle Ridge.

Beautiful place.

Right there in the foothills.

Burnt down

a few years ago.

Bill decided to...

rebuild it by hand

just like his father.

He's one of the wealthiest men in the state,

barely has time to breathe, but...

he had to do it, you know?

Show himself he could.

Must be nice

for the two of you to have.

I mean,

a place to get away to.

You should see

the sunsets there.

Only next time,

we let it go from up there.

- Be sure you keep this door

open when the sh*t goes down.

- I'm on it.

- You know how to use that thing, right?

- Yeah.

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