I know you killed Baz.
Baby, I think you're confused again.
The only person that was nice to me was my sister.
Your dad was the second.
I promised him I was gonna take care of you,
- and I'm gonna do that. - Where's Lena?
I gave her back to the foster family.
I want you here, at home, with me.
What about Lena?
I'll forget she ever existed.
So, you're, uh, leaving for South Africa pretty soon, right?
You good on cash?
This is way too heavy, man.
Just pack it in the bag with the rest of them.
You walk through the airport looking like that,
you're gonna end up in a back room.
Adrian Dolan?
How much will you clear?
60 to 100 grand for the furniture.
Another $30,000 for the rugs and china.
You trust these guys?
No one's shooting anyone
over some furniture and copper pots.
Smurf doesn't know that we're here.
Are you framing me, J?
Oh!
J!
I just need someone outside the family I can trust right now.
You trust me?
You're my best option.
These are the titles to our properties.
I tried to split everything up fairly between you.
Being in jail gave me a lot of time to think.
Morgan is dead.
And she didn't only steal one of our properties.
She stole three.
You're smart, J.
Are you that smart?
I'm gonna take it all, Smurf.
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Everybody on the ground!
- Get down, get down! - Don't be stupid. Don't be a hero.
Do as you're told, you'll leave here alive.
Don't look around.
Watches and wallets in the bag.
- Where's your wallet? - Stay down.
Wallets and watches in the bag!
You, get up.
Up. Okay, Lupe.
I'm gonna need you to empty the drawers for me, okay?
Wallets in the bag!
Empty those drawers.
There you go.
Don't look around.
Slowly. Steady, Lupe.
You're doing great.
Big bills.
Head down. Head down. Wallets.
Just the big bills.
You the manager?
- Yes. - Get up.
Come on. Get up.
Get up.
That's good. Now you get down, okay?
- Open the cage. - I can't open it.
Shut up! Open the cage.
Let's go.
Let's go!
Gun!
Let's go. Let's go.
Move, move, move, move.
Hey. Hey. Hey!
- All right, all right. - Let's go. Let's go.
Smurf, get in.
Smurf!
All right, everybody. Let's go! Let's go!
Put your hands up, Pope!
Let's go, Popey!
Suck it up! Let's go!
Let's go! Let's go! Get back!
Come on, Pope!
Come on, man! Don't be a pussy! Let's go!
- Keep pushing. - Bikes are in place.
Good.
God damn it.
Your kid don't know when to quit.
He'll quit...
when he wins.
And what if he doesn't win?
Yeah, Popey! That's it!
Keep going! Keep going!
Popey, hands up! Hands up!
Let's go!
Come on, Pope!
Get up!
Let's go, Popey! Whoo!
He looks good.
Yeah.
So, why does he keep losing?
Consider a coin toss.
Each toss has statistically independent 50% odds
of getting heads.
This never changes, regardless of how many tosses you get.
The gambler, however... he sees 10 chances
as increasingly good odds
that he will eventually achieve tails.
But no matter how many times you flip the coin,
the odds never change.
No matter how many times he achieves heads,
he's never due tails.
All right.
Let's take a look at our next slide.
This is Bayes' Theorem.
And, uh, I'm sure you have all taken a look at this...
I hope you did... over the break.
Josh! Wait up!
Did you understand any of that?
Uh, yeah. I think so.
God, I was good at math in high school,
but this is, like, next-level boring.
Oh, have you met everybody?
This is, uh, Riley, Jackson, and Benji.
- Hey. - How's it going?
- What's up? - This is Josh.
He's smart, and he hates fun.
Nice to meet you.
I... I don't hate fun.
So, um, these guys want in on the study group.
Sure. You all have Cooper?
- Yeah. - Yeah. He's been kicking my ass.
My dad told me he'd buy me an M3
if I "demonstrate a commitment to schoolwork."
You know you sound like a douchebag
when you say shit like that.
I can't help it. Douchebag's kind of my thing.
Could you fit a few more idiots into your very busy schedule...
if I promise Benji won't speak?
Um... yeah.
Yeah, sure. Just, um, put in your number.
So, are you coming tonight?
Benji's dad is gonna get us into One Oak.
No. I can't.
I've got a paper due for Henries tomorrow.
Hmm. See? Hates fun.
No, no. It's just, I haven't started it yet.
You know, one of these days,
I will get you to come out with us.
I look forward to it.
Dude.
Why didn't you just surf like you did today?
That was a free-surf. There's no pressure.
Yeah, but you've been surfing
since before you could walk, man.
Nico had you on a board when you were, like, 2.
What?
It's different when there's cameras and judges and shit.
It's not different.
Yeah. How would you know that?
There's, like, 15 guys making real money at this,
I'm never gonna be one of them.
Oh, come on, man. That's... That's loser talk.
- Craig. - It is!
I compete for, what, five years.
Then what?
My knees are busted to shit, and I'm a sales rep,
peddling board shorts,
bro-ing out with some teenage shop rats?
Yeah.
A sales rep who's surfing the best waves in the world
on some other asshole's dime.
Hey, shut up.
I'm being supportive, man.
No, you're not. You're being a dick.
It's all right.
It's supposed to be fun.
Right now, it just feels like a job.
Yeah, and it's a lot of time away.
Oh, so it's Deran who's hold you back.
Jesus, are you done?
If you love something, set it free, bro.
Hey, don't forget, we've got to pick up a truck for tomorrow.
What?
He knows what we do.
Well, don't let Pope hear you talking about
jobs in front of him.
I'm gonna take a shower.
What?
Thank you.
Need anything else?
Can I get a kids' menu and some crayons, please?
Sure.
This all you got?
Sorry.
You're full of shit.
I choked. It happens.
You keep throwing these contests,
we're gonna charge you.
I don't know what to tell you...
What is your brilliant plan, here, hmm?
What, you throw a few contests, quit the circuit
so they stop using you to smuggle drugs.
And then what, hmm?
We just throw up our hands...
"Oh, well. Let's let him off with a warning?"
I'm not throwing contests,
It's just... It's how it is sometimes.
This isn't a game, Mr. Dolan.
- I don't think it's a game. - This is a simple arrangement.
You give us good information that we can act on,
and you don't spend 25 years in a federal prison.
Now, if you can't make that work...
- Hey, look, I barely know these guys. - Uh-huh?
I was having a really hard time finding a sponsor,
They came to me. I needed the money.
It was a one-time thing.
People don't smuggle 5 kilos of cocaine as a one-time thing.
Yeah, well, you have to understand that I've been...
Hey, look, look, look.
Jesus Christ, we don't want you.
You're a bad liar, and a bad drug smuggler.
And you seem like a nice enough kid.
But if you can't help us bag bigger fish,
we will settle for you.
So let's talk about how you're gonna reconnect
with your supplier before the next contest in Japan.
I think I'm gonna paint this room.
I'll get some color samples.
I'll let you pick the color.
Leave it.
It reminds me why I'm here.
Where'd the gun come from?
I don't know! I checked him.
I didn't see a gun.
Well, he had a gun.
And he almost shot me.
Now, we're looking at murder charges.
- What was I supposed to do? - Your goddamn job.
Hey. Leave him alone.
He knows he messed up.
Does he?
You did good, Janine.
- Thanks. - I told you she'd be all right.
You didn't do good, by the way.
Oh, yeah?
You were great.
- I know. - Yeah?
Yeah.
Good. Let's go.
? Look at the trouble we facin' ?
? Look how the devil be chasin' ?
? Eat till we can't even taste it ?
? Movin' through life like we racin' ?
? Look at the trouble we facin' ?
? Need a permanent vacation ?
? Look at the trouble we facin' ?
? Look how the devil be chasin', chasin' ?
? I've been out here for so long ?
_
I'm becoming a real artist.
Do you have my money?
Who's Richard Macnamara?
He's, uh, nobody.
He looks rich.
All right.
There's no cameras in the place.
No cameras in the parking lot.
It's just a bunch of teenage girls
scooping ice cream for minimum wage.
Did you take the picture?
- Yep. - And she'll be there?
Where else is she gonna be?
It's the middle of nowhere. She's never missed a shift.
Good.
Who is she?
Come on, J. You have me stalking a teenage girl.
I'm not gonna ask her to blow you.
You're not that funny, you know that?
When are you gonna be home?
Soon.
I'm not your hooker.
Well, I pay you, and we have sex,
so what does that make you?
If I was charging you for the sex,
you'd be paying a lot more.
Do you miss me?
No.
I just want to make sure I'm not boning two dudes on the couch
when you walk in.
You can't just come and go whenever you want.
I can.
It's my house.
You can't let Adrian quit the tour, man.
Jesus, you're still on this?
Yo, he will never forgive you.
It's his choice.
You heard what he said.
"It's a lot of time away." He doesn't trust you.
Bullshit.
Gay dudes get around, man.
Oh, yeah? Tell me more about gay dudes.
No, look, I'm just saying...
There's only one person in this car
who's had antibiotic-resistant gonorrhea twice,
and it's not me.
We live together, okay? He trusts me.
You, um, talk to Pope lately?
Yeah.
When?
I don't know. I talk to him. Why?
He seem a little off to you?
Are you kidding me?
Well, like, since Lena's left, he's, uh...
- weird, right? - Yeah, yeah. He's a weird guy.
No, but, like, extra weird.
How about this one?
Sure.
I mean, he doesn't leave the house,
hardly eats, never sleeps.
And now, Smurf's got him doing this MMA shit again.
Well, Pope's always gotten off on that kind of shit.
He's got that look...
like he doesn't care what happens to him.
Like he could hurt somebody.
What are you saying?
You think it's okay he's on this thing?
Hmm?
You want to go and tell Pope he's off the job,
go for it.
Yo, someone looks at him sideways,
we're gonna be accessories to murder, man.
He's not gonna kill anybody.
Besides, this is Smurf's job, and she says he's on the job,
so he's on the job, okay?
Let's do this.
Everything set for tomorrow?
Yeah.
The girl?
Yeah.
Good.
Is the money gonna be there?
16 farms use that place, baby.
They pay in cash,
and the money is there for 24 hours before every payday.
You sure we can get past the cameras?
I don't think anybody's gonna be talking to the cops
about money used to pay illegal workers.
Where did you sleep last night?
My girlfriend's place.
Oh, that's right.
The one that I am still not allowed to meet.
No, no. She... She just works weird hours.
I'll bring her by soon.
You know, J, I'm just curious...
... are you hiding her from us, or is it the other way around?
I'm not hiding her.
Why aren't you wearing the watch I bought you?
It's too nice. I don't want to lose it.
Oh, I understand.
Gentlemen. Adrian. Everybody hungry?
Starving.
The dude in 4B shoots up in the bathtub,
falls asleep, floods the apartment.
The lady in 3B, Mrs. Andrews,
- with the, um... - Egg thing on her neck?
That's a goiter.
- Mm-hmm. - Yeah.
Whatever it is, it's nasty.
Dude's bathtub is directly above her cat's room.
- Uh-huh. - Wait, her cat has its own bedroom?
- Yeah. Yeah. - Oh, yeah. That old bitch loves her cats.
So, then, she walks up the stairs with a shotgun,
and threatens to shoot him in the face.
I spent the whole weekend at Whaley,
trying to talk my tenants down
from having an all-out bloodbath.
Pope.
Slow down.
When's the party?
We're not having a party.
Of course you are. Adrian?
- What's that? - When's the party?
Like, a housewarming?
It's like a maiden voyage for your house.
Because it will not be a home
until you trash it with the ones you love.
Yeah, well, we just bought the house,
so I don't know if we want to go and trash it already.
When I bought this house... Pope remembers...
we partied for about four days.
People were sleeping everywhere, cooking, playing music.
Fetu. Remember Fetu?
- Craig? - Wait, who?
The Samoan guy who owned the crab shack on Pacific.
The guy that used to be the Santa at the, uh,
Christmas parade, right?
- That's right. - Yeah. I remember that guy.
He's the reason I was afraid of Santa when I was little.
Anyway...
Where are you going?
I'm done.
What's wrong with him?
Nothing. He's fine.
He's his normal self.
Is he taking his meds?
Adrian, would you like to get the dessert plates, please?
Yeah. Sure.
No, no, no. I got it.
Pope looks like a human punching bag.
And I don't think he should go on the job.
- Craig agrees with me. - What the hell, man?
The job is risky enough without Pope, okay?
He's out of his mind right now. He's gonna get us all killed.
J, tell her.
- He's unstable... - Zip it!
- Smurf... - He's in.
Now, who wants dessert?
Better make sure you got your shit together, baby.
Frankie?
Hey.
How'd you get in?
You gonna hit me with that?
I made some coffee.
I, uh, love what you've done with the place.
I had a party.
Looks like you had a few.
- Mm-hmm. - You get the money I sent?
Yeah. Thanks.
Kind of thought I'd never see you again.
Why would you think that?
Because we smoked crack together,
and then, you disappeared on me.
I told you I was coming back.
I've got another job, if you're interested.
Yeah, well, I'm a... I'm a little busy right now.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
Pulling jobs with Smurf and your brothers?
You, uh... hitting a bank?
What?
This is the main entrance. That's the back.
Drive through ATM. "PL" is, uh, "parking lot," right?
And I'm guessing the square is a vault?
A bank?
There are cameras everywhere.
All the footage uploads to the cloud.
If you trip an alarm, the cops'll be all over you.
We've hit banks before.
Smurf's gonna get you killed.
Believe it or not...
we're actually pretty good at this.
I'll be in town for a bit.
There's a lot of money on the table.
If you don't end up in prison, I'd love your help.
Oh, yeah?
Is that 'cause I'm, uh, I'm good at what I do?
Your, uh, friend's up.
Maybe get her a cup of coffee.
Coffee?
At 4:30, I will take the Scout.
I will buy gas with your credit card
at the Mobil on Vine...
pump 4, where the camera's out.
Mm-hmm.
Then, I will buy two tickets to the new "Avengers" at the Regal.
I'll sit through it,
even though you know I think that shit is lame.
Yeah.
And then, I'll see you at home.
I can find somebody else to do it
if you're not comfortable with it.
No, I like being your alibi.
Craig's right, you know?
If you just forget the cameras,
and then...
surf the way you've always surfed...
I know. And tons of guys would kill to be on the circuit.
I'm an asshole if I don't give it a shot.
Well, whatever you want to do, I'm cool with it.
You want to get sushi tonight?
Your brothers wanted me to pull you off this job.
They think you're out of control, baby.
Are you out of control?
- You ready? - He's ready.
? Still I come out half a man ?
? Not so much the constant talking ?
- ? But the words are hard to ground ? - Then, it got weird.
Somebody had something in their boot.
Well, it sounds like she came through.
Yeah.
She was fine, this time.
Fine?
If it wasn't for her, you'd be bleeding out
in the back of a cop car.
If you want your girlfriend on the job, that's your choice.
Get your own crew.
What is your problem?
She makes us stick out.
We're wearing masks.
Nobody could tell she's a girl...
She's a hundred pounds soaking wet,
and her hair's going down to her ass...
Nobody saw her hair.
She's a nice piece of tail. Good for you.
Good for you. That doesn't make her one of us.
What? What? What?
- Let's chill out. - Get rid of her.
I got two cigarettes, couple a sodas.
Thanks, babe.
? Now, I've stood here long enough ?
? Knowing what I see anymore ?
You know what you want?
Rosie.
I like that.
Uh, could I get you something to drink?
Yeah. Could I get a coffee, please?
Yeah.
Her kid took a shit on the carpet.
Just dropped his pants for no reason, right there.
Didn't... didn't want to go to preschool, or some shit.
And she... she didn't even notice for a day and a half,
so the whole apartment stinks.
And she wants me to replace the carpet.
I mean, do I have to do that, legally, or is that... ?
No, no. You take it out of her security deposit.
She pays 200 bucks a month.
There is no security deposit.
And Smurf moved her there
because her brother's in CHP or some shit.
Are we getting anything from him?
No. He retired three years ago.
I don't understand how they didn't notice that there was,
like, a pile of shit on the carpet for a day and a half.
That's what I'm saying.
I mean, how... how much does a carpet even cost?
Hey, Pope, what are you gonna do with your buildings, man?
Pope?
What?
I said "What are you gonna do with your buildings?"
The ones that Smurf gave you.
I don't know.
Well, what do you think you're gonna do?
Why? You want them?
What? No.
I was just...
I mean, you could sell them or something.
Yeah. Maybe.
Aw, shit.
I am so sorry.
Here. Let me get that.
- Oh, no, no, it's fine. - No, no. No. I got it.
You know, it just jumped straight out of my hand.
It happens, like, 10 times a day.
Ugh, my pants are soaked.
Uh, there are towels in the bathroom.
Okay. All right. Uh, I'll be right back.
Thank you.
He's got her phone. Let's go.
Yep.
Uh, sorry. Did I leave my phone over here?
No. I don't see it.
I'm, um, just gonna go smoke a cigarette.
I'm not ditching.
Here he comes.
He's out.
Let's go.
What are you doing with a picture of my daughter?
_
Honey? Rosie?
Do exactly as they say,
and I won't shoot your daughter in the head
and bury her in the desert.
Rosie?
They've got cameras everywhere.
All the footage is uploaded.
Shut up and open the door.
- You're on camera already. - Shut up and open the door!
Please, she's just a kid.
The safe deposit boxes?
Over here.
Keys.
I only have the bank's side.
The customers have their own keys.
No shit.
Hands.
Hands!
Yo.
Sir...
Sit.
Yeah.
Whoo!
Moulah!
211S at United Center First Bank on Oak Ave.
Be advised. Units responding, 10-65.
Guys, someone tripped a silent alarm or something.
What? How?
You've got three minutes.
You tripped the alarm?
No. I've been with you the whole time.
I didn't.
What's in your hand?
Nothing.
- Hey, hey, hey. Hey. - Open your goddamn hand, asshole.
A condom.
Run!
- God damn it! - Where is she?
Hey, there's some woman running out of the back of the bank.
Manager was banging a teller.
She tripped the alarm.
All right. I... I'm bleaching the truck.
My dad's gonna kill me. He's psycho about my phone.
This is the third time I've lost it.
It'll be fine.
You don't know my dad.
Can I borrow yours? I've got to call him.
_
Where's Pope?
Shit.
I'll go. You keep going.
Come on!
Where are they?
Deran?
Just give them a second.
Pope. Pope!
What the hell are you doing?
Yo, you trying to get us all killed?
Huh?
I was gonna cut them off, man, give you a head start.
Pope, let's go.
Hey!
Come on.
Pope!
Let's go.
Come on.
Now. Let's go.
Come on.
Come on, come on!
Go, go, go, go, go!
What the hell was that, Pope?
I wiped out.
Everybody on the ground.
Don't be stupid.
Don't be a hero.
Holy shit.
What did you do?
It had to go.
Yeah.
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