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[air whooshes] [distant traffic hums]
[dark musical jingle]
[no audio]
[engines rev]
[tires screech]
[car door opens]
[Jessica pants]
[Jessica grunts] [foot thuds]
Holy Shit!
[Jessica whimpers]
[Sal groans]
Gio!
Not her, you bright light!
Her!
[Jessica pants]
[Jessica whines]
[fists thud] [Jessica screams]
Help!
[Jessica screams]
[upbeat music]
♪ Well, come on ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪
♪ All right ♪
♪ I got this feeling in my heart ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Faded love ♪
♪ Won't you let me in ♪
♪ I've been waiting all night, darling ♪
♪ I got you under my skin ♪
♪ 'Cause it's real ♪
♪ I know you feel it, too ♪
♪ I'm moving mountains for you ♪
♪ I gotta get to you ♪
♪ I gotta get to you, hey ♪
♪ So come on ♪
♪ Shake it if you wanna ♪
♪ All right ♪
♪ Well, keep moving like you're moving ♪
♪ Moving like you're moving ♪
♪ So come on, baby ♪
♪ You know you're looking fine ♪
♪ The way you're moving makes me ♪
♪ Spin on a dime ♪
♪ You got me under a spell ♪
♪ I'm feeling something new ♪
♪ I'm moving the mountains for you ♪
♪ I've gotta get to you ♪
♪ I gotta get to you ♪
[sighs] [distant music]
[Jessica speaks Spanish]
Is that your baby's doll?
Well, no. I don't have a baby, yet.
Is that because you're old?
I'm sorry?
[Nurse] Mrs. Sanders?
[Jessica chuckles]
[sighs] Well, unfortunately,
we didn't accomplish what we set out for.
Jessica, I think that it is time that we discuss
some alternative options.
Options?
Options are good, Jessica.
[Jessica sighs]
Here you go.
Do you happen to have any idea why this round didn't work?
I ran some tests, seeing that this is your third attempt.
And what I found really didn't surprise me.
Your eggs are mature.
"Mature", as in?
Refer to them as geriatric.
"Geriatric"?
Mm-hm.
That's a horrible way to refer to, well...
To anything.
Well, it's common in women over 40.
Yeah, but I'm not 40.
Oh.
I apologize. [chuckles]
Oh, yes, I see here that
you're gonna be 40 in less than two weeks.
Well, some women peak earlier than others.
- It's common. - Hm.
This is not a guarantee,
but using a donor will certainly increase
your chance of conceiving.
Now, I know it may seem daunting at first,
and I realize it is quite an expense,
but honestly, can you put a price on life?
Well, apparently you can!
There are so many Hispanic women out there,
all with big hearts,
and they are ready, willing, and able.
I don't, I...
I don't want someone like me.
You know, if it's not me...
Well, then it's...
It's not me! [chuckles]
That's understood.
It's a huge decision.
So go home, throw your feet up,
and just review some of the applications
that Gordon selected.
I'm sorry. Uh...
"Gordon selected"?
[phone rings] [footsteps approach]
Hey, Gordon?
Kramer needs you, ASAP.
What now?
I don't know.
Just says he needs you.
[Gordon sighs]
[ethereal meditative music]
Sanders.
I need you to fix my laptop.
It seems to have a virus or something wonky like that.
Um, yeah, but that's your personal computer.
So, I'm not too sure how comfortable I am,
handling something that doesn't belong to the bank.
Sanders.
Have you ever wondered why you haven't been promoted?
Uh, yeah. Well, I think it's corporate culture, you know?
Something to do about, uh, seniority?
No.
It's because you don't take chances.
I need a go-getter.
Are you my go-getter, Sanders?
Maybe.
Here's the deal, Sanders.
You find and remove whatever has gone wrong with my laptop,
and I will consider giving you a promotion.
Thought you were already considering-
[Kramer] We have a deal?
Um, yeah.
[mellow music]
Hey, did you clear this with corporate?
I will need it fixed before the bunny is resurrected, yes?
But, but sir, that's only two days from now.
And God created the world in six.
Right.
Do I need a password or something to access the laptop?
I am God at 666.
Now, if you'll excuse me, a woman lies await.
Give her my best.
[pen thuds] Oh, shit.
[Instructor] Let's start by relaxing our shoulders.
Let your head tilt back.
[knocks on door]
[Jessica yells in Spanish]
[Elena speaks Spanish]
You need to make sure that you sit for at least
five more minutes, or it's not going to work.
[Jessica speaks Spanish]
- [knocks on door] - You hear me, huh?
[Jessica speaks Spanish]
Keep your culito over the pot,
until the mint evaporates up your chocha.
Abuela, I have enough up my chocha
to make a gallon of mojitos!
[Elena sighs and speaks Spanish]
[phone chimes]
[Jessica sighs]
[Rebecca speaks Spanish]
Don't repeat that with abuela. She'll kick my ass.
- Becca! - What?
Ayo, what the hell?
Lionel! Yeah? [sighs]
That mofo kicked me and his baby out of the house,
and changed the locks on me.
[speaks Spanish] What did you do now?
I didn't do nothing, abuela!
He just thinks that because he works at a lock and key,
he can change the locks like he change his women.
No.
Do you ever just think of calling first?
Ay.
Come here.
- Come with me. - Take her, please.
[Lizette cries]
[Jessica speaks Spanish]
Oh, you're tired.
She's not tired.
Dang, you got like no maternal instinct.
What?
She's just vibing off that stanky
negative energy you got, duh.
Excuse me?
Could be. [Lizette cries]
Okay, all right.
You know what? I'm late.
It's always a pleasure, really.
You still trying to manufacture a baby?
Don't you have like a job to go to?
Do I have time for a job? I'm a stay-at-home mom now.
Oh, and that's not a job?
Do I get paid?
Oh-ho! Okay, all right.
You see that? And I'm the one that's not maternal.
[school bell rings] [distant chatter]
[hushed chatter]
[Student] Guys, Mrs. Sanders is here. Let's rehearse.
♪ Honey ♪
♪ Where is it ♪
♪ There were some ♪
I'm sorry, line.
How'd my voice sound? Was it okay? [clears throat]
♪ Honey ♪
♪ Where is it? ♪
♪ There were complications, Rosemary ♪
♪ But nothing that will affect future births ♪
♪ It's ♪ ♪ Dead ♪
[Rosemary screams]
[ominous trumpet music]
[chuckles] Bravo!
Bravo!
You nailed it!
And they said Rosemary's Baby couldn't be a musical!
[Jessica chuckles]
All right! Have a great Easter.
Don't eat too much candy.
[Sapirstein] Yeah, yeah.
- Thanks, Mrs. Sanders. - Thank you.
[crickets chirp]
[Jessica sighs]
[paper crumples]
[Jessica sighs] [door creaks]
[door closes]
[Gordon sighs]
So, what'd Dr. Markoff say?
[Jessica sighs]
Jess.
[Jessica sniffles]
Sorry.
I know. I know it's not what you were expecting.
Hey, hey, hey.
You can always try another round in a few weeks.
Oh.
God.
Really?
Gordon, I mean, it's easy for you to say.
You're not the one that's pumping hormones into your body
like a caged chicken.
I know, I know. [Jessica sighs]
- Maybe we can look at some- - Don't.
No, don't. Please don't say it.
I'm just saying there's other ways to have a baby, Jess.
Which is the same thing as saying that we have options.
Because we do!
Well, I'm just curious.
Do any of your options match our profile?
Ah.
[Gordon sighs]
I didn't think it would hurt to start looking.
You know, I would, um...
I would love to see an application
of one of the options you selected.
Why are you so against this, Jess?
Why?
Why I'm so against this?
This is a stranger.
A stranger that you're gonna have a baby with.
That's why I'm so against this.
It's, it's, it's like I'm the freaking understudy
in a hit Broadway show about my own life.
Jess, I just figured I'd see
what our alternatives look like.
"Our"?
What the
alternatives look like on paper, before broaching it.
[Jessica sighs]
But that's just it, Gordy.
We don't get to see them.
We don't get to talk to them.
We don't get to know them!
We know nothing more than what's written
on this piece of paper.
This person that's gonna, all of a sudden,
become our baby mama.
I mean, how do you not have an issue with this?
I...
Because, Jess, all we've ever talked about
is starting a family, and this,
this could be a really great option for us.
[Jessica scoffs]
Green eyes?
Gordon?
Yeah, I mean, I thought it would be
like a really cool combination.
Okay, this isn't like a freaking drive-thru that you can
just like go up to the window and order a combo baby!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Jess.
I know. It's just...
I don't know! I don't know.
[sighs] It just kinda feels like time is passing us by,
and we're just standing still, you know?
[melancholy music]
Sorry you feel that way.
Jess.
[Jessica sniffles]
Look, can we just back burner this whole thing for a minute?
We can't back burner this, Gordon.
Dr. Markoff? [Gordon sighs]
He referred to my eggs as "geriatric".
And personally, I would like to become a mother,
before the rest of me expires.
Whoa, whoa. "Geriatric"?
- "Geriatric"? - Shh!
Dr. Markoff is geriatric.
[Jessica sighs]
[door closes]
What up!
Oh, God. Not now, Becca.
I just stole that fool's car!
His pride and joy are all mine, now.
Shh. Abuela and Lizette are sleeping.
[speaks Spanish] I can't wait to see his reaction
when he realizes his baby's gone, hah!
[Rebecca speaks Spanish]
Becca, this is really not a good time.
Maybe not for you.
[Gordon] I will take Lionel out.
I have like no idea where his collar is.
We'll be fine.
[suspenseful music]
[Rebecca] Yo! Who ate all the peanut butter?
[Gordon] Come here, boy.
[upbeat percussive music]
Yo, Beck!
Beck, what the...
Mig? [sighs] What's up?
She stole my baby. That's what's up!
Okay. Calm down.
Calm down?
How would you feel if somebody took your baby away?
Quiet, fool!
Your real baby is up here.
Why don't you come up here and say goodnight? Huh?
Huh? Huh?
Okay, okay. You guys, all right.
Let's just figure this out tomorrow, okay? It's late.
You know I got a GPS in my girl, right?
Not to mention, I'm a fricking locksmith!
I can pop any lock!
I got a spare key, too.
[keys clink] Now.
- Do you want a cookie? - Do you want a glass of milk?
- Do you want some cookies? - Oh, you know what?
Wow!
Worst baby daddy award goes to, don-don-don, Miggy!
- Whatever! - Stupido.
[engine revs]
- [keyboard clacks] - I am God at 666.
Huh.
You actually locked your folder.
Maybe you're not as dumb as I thought.
Unfortunately for you, I am way smarter.
[suspenseful music]
You sketchy son of a...
[chuckles] Hoarding bitcoins.
I knew it.
[keyboard clacks]
Tah-dah!
[phone vibrates]
Hey, babe.
Hey!
How you doing?
[sighs] I'm okay. I'm just worried about you.
[sighs] I just, you know, I just wish that...
[sighs] That there was like a sign or something, you know?
Like something that screams, "This is your only option."
It's just one of many, Jess.
[sighs] I know.
Trying to be more open-minded.
You know what?
Tomorrow's the bank's annual Easter egg hunt.
What do you say you and I just kick back,
have a couple cocktails, and let loose a bit?
[chuckles] I can't say that searching for eggs
sounds appealing, but a couple of cocktails sure does!
Then it's a date?
Yeah. I'll text you when I leave the house.
Sounds good. Hey, I love you.
- You've got options, Bridge. - I love you.
[Bridget] What're you talking about?
[Sal] Nikki sent me down here, and you know why.
[Bridget] I don't care what Nikki said!
I can only spend so many miles looking for you.
Then stop looking.
Bridge, you're only making this harder for yourself.
You fools drove all the way up from Atlantic City
to wish me a happy birthday or something?
You know exactly why we're here.
So how long are you gonna run for?
[Bridget] However long I want!
Just tell her you didn't find me.
[Sal] I did find you.
[Bridget] Whatever.
- [Jessica gasps] - What the fuck?
[Sal groans]
God, no! [Jessica grunts]
[chatter in Spanish]
[Jessica grunts] [Sal groans]
[Jessica screams]
[Bridget screams]
[Jessica grunts]
[Jessica screams]
[gun cocks]
- Enough! - [gasps] Oh, my God.
You got till tomorrow.
You're fine. Get up.
[Jessica pants]
What just happened?
You're okay.
Yeah. [pants]
Was that, was that a real gun?
Just breathe.
- Did we almost die? - Lady, breathe.
[Jessica pants]
Man!
I feel so alive!
[Jessica pants]
How do you know those guy...
[body clatters]
[suspenseful music continues]
What the?
[keyboard clacks]
[phone vibrates]
Hello?
[Nurse] Mr. Sanders, this is New York Hospital.
Your wife is here.
What?
[Nurse] She took a bad fall.
Oh, my God.
[Nurse] We'll need you to come down to release her.
Yeah, I'm coming now. I'll be right there.
- What the? - Don't make a scene.
- Who are you guys? - FBI.
FBI?
What? Why?
We've been tracking Kramer for a few months now,
but we don't have enough evidence to go after him yet.
That's where you come in.
I'm sorry. Me?
We need a CI to help.
Uh, uh...
Computer invest...
Confidential informant.
To help lock this son of a bitch up.
So far, you're the only one who's allowed access
to his personal laptop.
Look, guys. I don't have a choice.
If I don't fix that laptop, I don't get a promotion,
and I cannot afford to not get a promotion.
I need this job!
He's been embezzling money from your bank,
and placing those funds into several offshore accounts.
The money has been divided between those accounts,
and Bitcoin wallets.
All we need to catch him is for you to get him
to use his bitcoins in an online domestic transfer.
So far, he's only been trading over the dark net,
which has made the forfeiture of his assets
nearly impossible to seize.
We even tried to lock him out,
in hopes it would force his hand.
You guys were behind the lockdown?
Best way to get him to make this transfer
is to tell him that there is a ransom on his laptop,
he needs to pay up ASAP,
or else he'll be permanently locked out.
You think you can do that?
Don't worry. We're going to make it worth your while.
Here's my card.
Text me when you're ready to play.
All you gotta say is, "Game on."
Better think long and hard
about dropping that ball on us, though.
Wouldn't want to think of you as an accomplice.
And Gordon?
Wish your wife a speedy recovery.
- [car doors open] - Thank you.
Um, I'm not getting a ride to the...
Okay. All right.
[Announcer] Paging Dr. Fischer.
[Jessica gasps]
Oh, no!
[gasps] My knees!
Did they take your knees, too?
Man, I really want whatever you're on.
Nurse?
- [gasps] - Holy mother of God!
[Jessica squeals] Are you okay?
- Are you the nurse? - What happened?
I had to jump in.
"Jump"? Jump, honey?
You never, ever have to jump.
That's always a dangerous idea.
I got boo-boo on my ankle!
- Kiss it. - Oh, God.
I got you.
It's just...
I saw...
Her.
Hello.
She was getting
bullied by these guys.
- So, I- - What guys?
I had to, I waited till the time was right,
and whacked the guy in his face!
No, you didn't.
And then I got on this big dude.
And I started pounding on him.
Jess?
It's just so busy.
It's just so...
So busy and messy. I, I think I gotta sit down.
You know what? Why don't we just lay down on the bed?
That you're already on.
Listen.
We agreed we're gonna put this donor stuff on hold
for a while and just focus on us.
So why don't we do that?
Okay.
Yippers.
You must be Wonder Woman's hubby.
Bridget Garcia. Nice to meet you.
[chuckles] Gordon Sanders. You too.
Nice. Are you okay?
Few bumps and bruises never kept me down.
- [Jessica giggles] - Uh, hi, nurse.
Is she gonna be okay?
Are you family?
Yeah, sorry. I'm her husband.
She'll be fine. It's just a tiny hairline fracture.
The cast is precautionary.
I'm gonna need you to sign the discharge papers.
Sure, yeah. I'll be right back.
But everything is gonna be okay.
[Jessica grunts] All right.
Mm-hm, mm-hm. Thank you, thank you.
Oh, there we go!
He seems like a real cool cat.
He configures numbers at a bank.
[Jessica chuckles]
So which one is it, mama?
Sperm, egg, organ?
Just wondering what you're in the market for.
Oh.
Your hubby said something about a donor?
Eggs.
Mine are ancient.
Maybe I'll get a nursing home.
I might be able to help you out?
Yeah, you know, I'd really like to pay it forward.
I mean...
if you need fresh eggs, I got 'em. [chuckles]
I could pop out a few for you and your hubby.
And I could do it on the cheap.
[Jessica sighs]
You're sweet!
Just hit me up, if you're interested.
We might be able to work something out.
This might just be fate.
"Bridget"?
Mm-hm.
Bridget.
A life for a life kind of exchange.
[gasps] A life for a life.
I like you.
[gentle music]
[door creaks]
[switch clicks]
[door closes]
[knocks on door] [Jessica gasps]
- Hey! - Hey.
What you got there?
[Jessica] I, um...
I'm so sorry, Gordon.
For what, Jess?
Jess, there's nothing you could have done.
Nothing.
I know.
- You know what? - Mm.
[Gordon] Let's get you to sleep. It's been a long day.
- I love you. - I love you.
Let's get you to bed.
[door closes]
[Jessica moans]
Okay. Here's your water.
And...
Tah-dah!
- Aww. - It's bad timing, I guess.
Rest up, Xena.
[warm music] [switch clicks]
[Jessica sighs]
[warm music continues]
[Jessica sighs] [switch clicks]
[Jessica sighs]
[phone clicks]
A life
for a life.
[phone chirps]
[phone chimes]
Cool.
[traffic whooshes]
Okay, Dusty.
How do I get you to use your bitcoins
to purchase something online?
[Gordon sighs]
[suspenseful music]
[cube clicks]
Here goes nothing.
[phone rings]
[Dustin spits]
This better be good, Sanders.
So apparently, sir, your computer's been infected
with the ransomware virus, and the only way to get it fixed
is to just pay the ransom.
How much do they want?
This a very good question.
I don't know. I can ask.
Ask?
What kind of amateur hour ransom plot is this, Sanders?
Sir, sir, if I may, they are requesting payment
via virtual currency, which is really easy,
assuming you have a Bitcoin wallet or something like that.
I mean, I can take the whole thing off your plate.
I just need authorization to use your pass keys,
and I can get your computer fixed, and up and running,
before the bunny resurrects.
What?
Fuck whoever this is.
Sir, I get that you're mad, but,
if they don't receive payment in the next 24 hours,
they will lock you out permanently.
I'm not paying shit.
No one threatens me.
You tell whoever this is that I don't bite onto anyone.
They can kiss my nitamb!
I don't know what that is...
Sir. [sighs]
Fuck.
Give me a cookie!
Give me two!
[Gordon] And there goes everything.
[distant traffic hums]
[Jessica breathes heavily]
[footsteps approach]
What's crack-a-lackin'?
Wow!
You clean up well.
That's the rumor.
Hi.
Can I get grilled cheese with tomato and bacon,
and a side of fries?
Make those cheese fries. And a coffee milkshake.
Are you sure you're not already eating for two?
One never knows.
[Waitress] And for you?
Um, I'll just have a glass of pineapple juice, please.
I'm glad you texted.
I don't know how any of this is supposed to work.
Well, if I got all my cards right,
you need something that I can provide.
And quite honestly, I could use the cash.
Oh, my God. Is that why those men were after you?
Sal and I got some history.
We have a son together.
You have a child with that guy
that tossed you up against a wall?
It wasn't always so tense.
But not everybody's cut out for a storybook ending.
Yeah, yeah. I'm getting that.
Look, I don't wanna pressure you.
Let's just let bygones be bygones.
No, no, but wait, wait, wait!
Like you said, I'm here, so...
[Bridget] It's totally fine.
I gotta catch a bus back to AC, anyways.
[Jessica sighs]
He has your eyes.
Miss him bad.
Where is he?
Slowly getting destroyed by the system.
Long story.
[sighs] Look.
This is quite honestly just so unconventional.
I mean, the idea of sitting across from a stranger
to talk about purchasing their egg, so they can make a baby
with my husband is...
I don't know. [sighs]
It's just so... [sighs]
Black market, seedy, underground, illegal-like, you know?
This unconventional way
allows you to get to know me on a personal level.
I can promise you that you won't know
much more about donor 2759,
other than what's on her application.
You won't know if she prefers cheese fries over chili fries.
You know?
How could you? I mean, think about it.
It is just a piece of paper.
Exactly.
You swooped in and saved my life,
and now I can pay it forward by helping you create one.
Plus, buying eggs the regular way is crazy expensive.
[sighs] I know.
According to babymama.com,
it costs between six and eight grand.
But today's special has an offer for five.
That's, you know, that's still a bit steep.
Yeah! But can you really put a price on life?
I really hate that question.
[indistinct chatter in background]
- Do you smoke? - No.
Drink?
Every other Sunday after church,
but not when I'm knocked up.
College degree? A BA, a BS?
BS. [chuckles] I definitely have one of those.
Do you have any convictions?
The only conviction I have
is that you and I are meant to be.
I gotta talk to Gordon first.
I hear ya, but I only have one week
before the court grants his foster family adoption rights,
and after that, I lose any chance of seeing him.
And without cash, I can't get a lawyer.
And without a lawyer, I am shit outta luck.
I'm sorry. I really am.
But, I mean, this is a huge decision for me.
It's not one I can make on my own.
Final offer.
4K?
[Jessica sighs]
I...
I, I can give you a small deposit?
Would, uh,
500 do it for now?
I need at least half.
Half?
I... [laughs]
I don't have that kind of money just sitting around,
in my checking account.
I mean, besides, it's Easter Sunday. The banks are closed.
Lucky for us, there's an ATM right by the door.
Nothing personal. [clears throat]
I can't afford to miss work.
Wait.
What if...
I can give you this,
as collateral?
A dog collar?
Yeah, no, it's a diamond, um, -studded dog collar.
It's worth like a few hundred.
He's been our only baby for years. He's a little spoiled.
[Bridget chuckles]
Sure.
[Jessica sighs]
Okay.
Hey.
I got you.
[Jessica sniffles]
[Jessica] Okay.
Okay!
I'll see you in like five. I gotta empty the tank.
Yeah.
Shit!
[sighs] Okay, Taking back control.
[ATM bleeps]
Okay.
[phone clunks]
Are you smoking?
[suspenseful music]
[Jessica gasps]
Oh, hey. Nice to see you again.
- You better behave. - What's going on here?
I'll let the Bridge tell you.
- Hi. - Hey.
I thought you said you didn't smoke!
Only when I'm stressed.
You may have met your match, huh?
You got something for me?
I have no idea what you're talking about!
Sal, this is really dramatic.
Bridge, you're getting in the trunk.
What? No!
No. No, no, no!
I'm not going in there.
[overlapping speech]
I'm not going in there!
Whatever! [Jessica yells in Spanish]
Help!
Ouch!
Ouch! My elbow!
She has nothing to do with this!
- That really hurts! - Tie her up.
[Jessica] Oh, I'm going to rip that man bun off your head!
- After you, sweetheart. - Grab it, then.
- Shut up! - Stop it!
- You stop it. - Stop it!
- You stop it! - You used to love me.
Jesus Christ. Bridge, get in the car.
[Jessica] When I get out of this trunk,
I am going to kick your ass!
- Stop yelling. - Help!
How is there nobody here?
[engine roars]
What the hell's going on?
Don't worry. Everything's gonna work out.
I still got you.
You got me?
[Jessica pants]
How could you be so calm?
Just chill.
Someone's gonna take their pony out of the stable,
sooner or later.
And when they do, that's when you and I make a run for it.
[Jessica pants]
What if they don't open the trunk?
[Bridget] Trust me, they will.
Trust you?
Yeah. Trust me.
[Jessica pants]
Help!
[cheerful jazz music]
[music intensifies]
♪ Who's that girl, all alone ♪
♪ Dazzling your senses ♪
♪ You cross the room to say hello ♪
♪ Swinging for the fences ♪
♪ Well, you're reaching for the stars ♪
Be right back with those boxes.
Hey! It's me again.
Where are you?
I know you said you were running late, but just,
I'm starting to get a little worried.
Can you please just give me a call?
Okay.
I love you.
Bye.
[phone bleeps]
[Elena] You know, you need to do your hair like that.
- No, I'm not gonna do that. - Those curls.
Abuela, were you blonde when you were younger?
The blonde. [speaks Spanish]
Like you said, she has the little curls. Look at that.
You can, and you should be blonde. Blonde curls. [laughs]
[Lizette] Yay!
- [phone vibrates] - Baby. Oo-oo-oo.
[Lizette] No!
- Yo. - Becca, it's Gordon.
- What up? - Hey.
Have you talked to Jess?
No. Why?
She was supposed to show up at the office
over an hour ago, but I just keep getting her voicemail.
Well, maybe her phone died, yo.
What?
She always takes her charger with her.
Maybe she's stuck underground.
Que?
She still would've called.
- Maybe she got jacked. - Que, que?
- What? - I don't know!
Maybe she just needed some space.
Hormones are a tricky thing!
Okay, Becca?
Could you just try her before I call the police?
Um, okay, so the police ain't gonna do shit,
for at least 24, so yeah, I'll hit her up.
- [Rebecca sighs] - What is going on?
- [Rebecca speaks Spanish] - No, what is going on?
Is Jessica okay?
He thinks she's missing.
Who said missing? I didn't say missing.
Nobody said missing.
[phone keypad bleeps]
Yo. What the fuck, woman?
Gordy's all worried and shit.
Can you please pick up your phone? Okay?
All right, I'll keep an eye out. Okay, G?
Thanks, Becca. Couldn't do without you.
Ah!
Oy! [Rebecca blows]
[background chatter]
[brooding music]
[keyboard clacks]
[engine hums]
[phone vibrates]
That's my phone.
Oh, my God. [speaks Spanish] Where is it?
Where?
Beep again.
[tense music continues]
[tires screech]
[Sal] We don't got all fucking day.
[fist thuds]
[Jessica pants]
Aww. What's wrong, sunshine?
It ain't me causing havoc.
- Get me out of here, now! - Hey, hey!
Not another word outta you.
[Gio] Now, I usually gotta pay to see shit like this.
Yeah, I got this. All right?
It's your party.
So here's the deal.
I gotta go take a leak.
Now if either of you try anything funny,
that'll be your last road trip, you hear me?
[phone vibrates]
[Jessica grunts] [foot thuds]
Holy shit!
[Jessica whimpers] [tense music]
[Jessica grunts]
[Jessica pants]
[Sal groans]
Gio!
Not her, you bright light! Her!
[Jessica pants]
[Jessica whines]
[hands thud]
Help!
[Jessica screams]
[Gordon] Jersey?
Why are you in Jersey? You hate Jersey.
[Sharon chuckles]
Hey!
Hey, Gordy.
Come join the festivities.
I will. I'm just waiting for Jess.
You're missing out on Kramer's attempt at being normal.
[upbeat dance music]
[gasps] This is hysterical.
I gotta record this.
Leverage for the next time that tool threatens to fire me.
- That's a good plan. - Yeah.
Aww!
Not the booty. Not the booty.
[tense percussive music]
No, no, no! Let go of me!
[Jessica grunts]
[Gio] Where you going? Where you going?
Jackass!
[Gio groans]
Oh, my God! [pants]
[Jessica screams]
Oh, my God, I did it! Oh, my God, I did it.
Okay, okay, okay.
This isn't a fucking escape room!
[pants] Okay, all right. Okay.
What do I do?
[music from TV]
[phone vibrates]
Yo?
Has she called yet?
We just spoke like a minute ago.
Okay. Well, who does she know in Jersey?
Jersey? She don't know anyone in Jersey.
Well, I tracked her there.
Hah! You GPS'd your wife?
Shady!
Maybe she got a man on the side, huh?
What?
No! No!
No, I tracked her using Lionel's collar.
She keeps forgetting to take it out of her purse.
Well, you tracked the wrong dog, dog,
'cause your boy's been chilling right next to me.
Yeah, again, it's not the dog. Not the actual...
Forget it.
Do you know anybody with a really fast car
that I can maybe borrow?
Well, [clears throat] Mig got a fast car.
But, uh, that pendejo swiped it back.
You think he'd lend it to us?
Gee, [speaking Spanish], I'm like his kryptonite.
You are?
[Rebecca] Um, excuse you. Yes, I am.
I got my ways. Where are you headed?
Uh, I got a signal, about 40 miles north of Atlantic City.
[Rebecca] Atlantic City? Like the Atlantic City?
Uh, it's the only Atlantic City I'm aware of, Becca.
Locked and loaded, G.
I'll use my magic and I'll see you in a few. Bye!
Okay. [clears throat]
All right, Miggy. Come on, Miggy.
[phone rings] [suspenseful music]
Hey, papi. Mami needs a favor.
What the fuck?
Miggy! Miggy if you hang up the phone...
[Rebecca speaks Spanish]
Stupido!
[Rebecca sighs]
I just said one bad word. One.
You're just like all over me today, abuela.
I'm gonna need you to use that wonderful charm of yours
and get her outta there.
- She's not gonna come out. - Make her!
[Sal] What happened to you, butter fingers?
That bitch fucking cut me! That's what happened!
Next time, don't let her go!
Are you...
Oh man, fuck. I just need a-
She's not gonna come out, Sal.
I'm telling you, she didn't do anything. Just leave her be!
Bridge, I don't know if you know this,
but my loyalty lies elsewhere now.
And that wasn't my choice.
[Jessica pants]
Where's your magic, [pants] when I need it?
[Jessica pants]
Hey, Jess? I'm gonna need you to come out.
Fuck you!
Figure it out. Make her come out.
Look, I know I did you wrong.
I feel bad about getting you all caught up in this.
But we still have a deal, right?
[Jessica grunts wildly]
If you come out, I'll give you an even more discounted rate.
It's not gonna happen!
- Move. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
[guns fire rapidly]
G, I said I got this!
Oh, do you have it?
[door thuds] [Jessica gasps]
[dramatic music]
Get out of the fucking room!
Hey! Hey!
I don't know what you got going on with Bridget,
and quite honestly, I don't give a fuck.
But if you try that again,
I promise you, this will be your last Easter.
Get her outta my sight.
This don't feel right, Sal!
Hey. Since when do you have a conscience?
[distant traffic hums]
Hey. Do you think maybe I can ride bitch?
Got a feeling it's gonna get real awkward back here.
In the car.
[Bridget sighs]
Move over.
[Jessica] I should've let them beat you.
[Bridget] I knew it was gonna get awkward back here.
[trunk door slams]
[train clacks]
What is the one thing in this world that means more to me
than anything else, huh?
Lizette.
Okay.
What're the two things that mean the world to me?
Me and Lizette.
Damn it, Bec.
[Gordon pants]
Weed, your Xbox! I don't know.
No, Senorita. Daisy is what.
She means the world to me, Becca, and you know that!
[Gordon] She's moving! She's moving!
Get in, get in!
[Gordon] Okay!
[talking over each other]
Vaminos!
[lively rock music] [engine revs]
- Hey yo, G. - Huh?
So your dog's collar is not on your dog,
but in Jessica's purse.
Right.
Right, so what if we're tracking a dude
who stole her purse, and not her?
Nice. Way to keep the hope alive.
Okay, yes, maybe we are following some purse snatcher,
not my wife, but my hope is that one will lead to the other.
Yo, I feel like Inspector Gadget, man.
So, we good then, right?
Nah.
Depends on how this all ends.
Nah. Just let it go.
No, you let it go, Bec! [Rebecca groans]
You let it go!
[Gordon sighs]
I wish she'd just magically appear.
Well, maybe it's a sign.
[Miguel] Nah, that's more like a billboard.
Signs are smaller.
Becca, you are a genius!
Maybe the sign is a sign! It's a sign, right?
It's gotta be a sign!
You see that, Miggy?
Now pull over in the next stop, 'cause I gotta pee.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
As long as the collar is going, so are we.
Wait, what happened?
What, is it frozen? What happened?
It stopped! Lionel stopped!
Hey. At least wherever she is, she's not moving.
It's a good thing, man.
And how is that a good thing?
It gives us time to catch up.
Well, yeah. Not if we have to stop!
Your call, but my bladder is about to blow.
Oh, not in here, you're not.
[engine roars]
- The collar is still moving. - Just drop trou and go.
- Yeah, I'm going. Jesus. - Drop trou and go.
[car door slams]
[footsteps clack]
[distant traffic whooshes]
[Rebecca] What the fuck?
[footsteps clack]
Yo!
Yo! Yo!
- What? - What's going on?
- You gotta come see this! - What did you find?
- Come on! - What?
What happened, man?
[car door slams]
[brooding music]
- Is that blood? - Yeah, it looks like it.
[Gordon pants]
Those holes are from a nine-milli, man.
This could be from anything or anyone.
None of this means Jessica was even here, son.
No.
But this does.
That's nasty.
Yo.
Isn't that one of the dolls that Abuela makes?
Damn. That thing look just like you, son.
The collar's moving.
Let's go.
Hey!
Shouldn't we call the cops?
Nick's Paradiso? We gotta go!
[tense percussive music]
Like now!
Yo, I am serious. They got my cousin!
[Operator] Ma'am, who's got your cousin?
I don't know who!
All I know is that we found a Santeria doll
floating in the shitter.
Are you for real?
What? I told you I had to pee.
Come on, I told you to drip dry. Let's roll, man.
[Operator] Ma'am? Ma'am, are you still there?
You called the po-po, Bec?
For real? They ain't gonna do shit!
Let's go!
[Miguel speaks Spanish]
[phone clacks]
- Let's go! - Dang it!
I'm going!
Yes. Right now.
Aww, yeah.
[car starts] Oh-hoh! What you doing?
Nobody drives Senorita Daisy but me!
Let him, Mig!
You know what it's like to want control, don't you?
Come on!
And we're going. And we're going.
- We're coming. - And we're going.
- I'm coming. - We're going.
[gamblers chatter]
[PA system chimes]
[gamblers chatter]
[glasses clink]
I don't know who you are, or why you're here.
Actually, I don't give a shit.
What I give a shit about is my money.
Do you have my money, sweetheart?
No, I don't!
Leave her be, Nicky. This is between you and me.
[suspenseful music]
What is this?
Since when do you give a shit
about anybody but yourself, Bridget?
You don't do loyal.
What is this?
A fucking joke?
This doesn't even cover the vig.
Not to mention the money you owe me
from all those scams you've been pulling on my floor.
And I want what I loaned you back.
And I think you better figure something out, because,
you might have to wind up paying me with your life.
Or even worse.
With hers.
[Jessica gasps]
Her husband works at a bank.
And what the fuck does that mean to me?
It, it doesn't. Nothing.
It means nothing.
[sighs] He's an IT guy. [Jessica chuckles]
He presses buttons and he, and he like, configures-
- Fuck this. - He doesn't handle the money.
I bet he's got his hands on the wire transfers.
[Jessica] No, he doesn't!
Give me a burner.
Let's give hubby a little call.
I'm fucking done here.
[aggressive rock music] [engine roars]
[rock music continues]
[car door slams]
♪ Keep on pushing, man ♪
♪ I can feel it coming now ♪
Yo.
Where...
Where we gonna find her?
We'll just follow the collar.
Right, let's get moving. Come on, let's go.
I'm coming.
I got my hands tied, here.
No, Sal. My hands are tied here.
You know what I mean.
I can't do nothing for you.
Aww, hanging up your cape already, Superman?
You know what? Go fuck yourself, Bridge.
Don't act like some savior, or something.
- I want my son back. - And I don't?
I don't see you risking your life for nobody.
I hate to interrupt couple's therapy,
but what the hell is going on here?
I need a smoke.
And I'm gonna let you two spend some time together,
and figure out what the hell this is.
[Bridget] Wait. [gasps]
[aggressive rock music]
Here. [elevator bell dings]
Whoa, hey! Watch, wow!
Watch where you're going!
You too! Vamos!
NFC!
That's the problem, these days.
Yeah. No fucking class, man.
[elevator bell dings]
[pleasant elevator music]
[elevator bell dings]
Damn it!
We need a key card to access the floor.
- What're we going to do? - I don't know, I don't know.
Wait a second.
You just said NFC before.
Yeah, and?
What do people with no fucking class gotta do with this?
[hand slams]
- Becca! - G, what're you doing, man?
Becca, you did it again! NFC!
Near field communications.
It's a set of communications protocol
that enables two electronic devices to talk to each other.
[Miguel] Okay.
Yeah.
- What'd he say? - I don't know.
[phone chirps]
Damn it!
Go on, go on. Do it again, you got this.
This don't look right. I really have to pee!
Tah-dah!
Go!
[Miguel] Dang. He really is a magician.
Fuck!
[feet stomp]
God!
God. All this, and for what?
A baby.
God, you have no shame.
You don't get it.
When you're fighting to get your child back,
shame doesn't get factored in.
Oh, damn it.
God. [sniffles]
Oh, God. This was such a mistake.
There are no mistakes.
Just happy little accidents.
Did you just quote Bob Ross?
[Jessica sighs]
I am sorry I got you caught up in my drama.
Yeah, well, you should be.
You know, as a mother desperate to get her child back,
you should know better than to toy with someone
who only wants what you had.
What I "had".
[Jessica sighs]
What's the best way out?
[suspenseful music]
What? Why?
You plan on magically disappearing?
Oh, no. You work here.
There have to be employee-only entrances and exits.
Yeah, but unless we get untied somehow,
I don't think we can run with a pole up our ass.
[Jessica sighs]
- What are you doing? - Shh.
Houdini used to slow his breath down, [exhales deeply]
to almost nothing,
in order
to
escape.
[Jessica laughs]
You, you got loose?
Tah-fucking-dah.
Nice! Untie me.
Tell me the best way out.
Untie me and I'll show you.
No, tell me the best way out first,
and I'll think about it.
Are you freaking kidding me?
What happened to a life for a life, hm?
Clearly, that wasn't a real thing.
Untie me. You need me!
[Jessica] No, not as much as you need me.
[door creaks]
[door slams] [Jessica gasps]
Shit!
[Bridget] Look, look, look, look, look!
There's a hidden shaft in the hall, over there, okay?
It leads to the main gate and we can get out that way.
[muffled chatter]
Shit! Sit, sit.
[keys clink]
[tense music] [Gordon pants]
No.
[Gordon sighs]
♪ All my girls, all my girls ♪
♪ Calling all around the world ♪
♪ All my girls, all my girls ♪
No matter what's on the other side of these doors,
just remember, we're doing this for Jessica.
[knocks on door]
[Gordon sighs]
[knocks on door]
[Gordon sighs]
[door opens]
[group cheers]
Huh.
Tah-dah!
[upbeat dance music]
[group cheers]
Yo! You serious?
G, are you sure this is where she's at?
This is where the tracker led us,
so let's not rush to judgment.
Uh, no judgment here.
[group cheers]
- Oh, what the- - Hey, do not get distracted.
We're here to find Lionel's collar, okay?
You. Come here, baby.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait! - Whoa!
Not every soldier survives. I need you!
Come on. Stay focused, soldier.
Oh, I'm focused.
♪ I got me, myself and I ♪
♪ And we are walking to the beat ♪
♪ So girls, follow my lead, girls, follow my lead ♪
[Gordon] Oh, my God. There's Lionel's collar.
Becca, look! It's Lionel's collar!
[Rebecca] What? Where?
[Gordon] Eyes up! There!
[gasps] Oh!
Yo!
that dude had his ass all in your face,
and you didn't catch the collar?
I'm not looking at his neck, Mig!
♪ We got that ooh, that ah, that ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh ♪
Great party!
Hi.
I don't do lap dances for dudes, man.
I'm not here for a dance. I'm here for that.
- This? - Yeah.
Nice, right? Found it in lost and found bin.
It's my wife's!
You mean it was your wife's.
I was just having fun for a second!
- No second! - Oh, yeah.
That was more than a second.
You could be out with women,
take your baby out of your house,
but I can't have fun for a second?
Oh, you going there?
- That's my wife's! - What're you doing, bro?
Do you understand marriage?
Please!
God, you're like a human slip 'n' slide!
Well, did you know that choking on mozzarella
is the third leading cause of death in Italy?
- Get outta here. - No shit.
Well, let's just take care of this.
[sighs] What's his number?
Please don't involve him.
I didn't. You did.
Now, what's his number?
Sal, no!
Bridge, stay out of this.
Look, I need you to give me his number,
and I need you to tell him to transfer the money
into a private account.
He has nothing to do with this.
Let me make something super-duper clear to you.
If you refuse, Nick's gonna have Gio beat it out of you.
And I'm pretty sure after that dinger you gave him,
he'd be more than happy to follow orders.
Aww. [chuckles]
You have no idea.
[Sal] Let's go. I don't have all day.
Give him to him, Jess. He means what he says.
'Cause I'm a man of my word.
'Cause you're a puppet who obeys his master.
Hey, watch your mouth!
Am I wrong?
5-5-5
9-3-7-1.
Good girl.
Now follow my lead.
[Jessica sighs]
[phone rings]
- Get up, man, come on. - Come on!
- Get up. - Come on!
Hello? [Jessica gasps]
Gordon. Oh, my God, thank God picked up.
Oh, my God. Jessica, are you okay?
- I'm not done with you. - Oh-oh!
- [door slams] - Where are you?
I...
Where are you?
I'm in Atlantic City, looking for you.
What?
Wow! How'd you know?
What part of AC?
Uh, uh...
Gordon, um, where exactly are you?
We're at the Paradiso.
"We"? Who's "we"?
Becca and Miggy. We needed a car, so...
Get to the point.
Uh, um...
Gordon, I need you to listen to me.
Um...
I'm in trouble.
And it's a long story, but I need money.
Jessica, what's going on? Are you hurt?
No, no, no. I'm fine, I'm fine.
It's just, um...
I really need you to hear me out.
I...
I just need you to listen and not panic. [chuckles]
You're in trouble, and you need money,
and you want me to not panic?
Are you kidding me, Jess?
Tell him to drop his baggage.
And he needs to do this alone. You hear me?
[Gordon] Jess? Jessica, are you there?
Yeah. Yeah, hey, I'm here.
Gordy, Gordy...
I need you to figure out a way to wire...
$10,000.
[Jessica sighs]
10,000.
[Jessica sighs]
$10,000?
10K? I only, he only brought five!
I'm sorry, what's going on? Who's that in the background?
[group giggles]
Should I move? I'll move.
I'll move.
[body thumps] [Gordon groans]
[gasps] I'm sorry. Who's that in the background?
[Gordon grunts]
[curtain rings scrape]
It's nothing, it's nobody. Nobody's here.
[muffled dance music from phone]
Okay, Gordon. [sighs]
I just, I...
Gordon, I need you to figure out a way to wire $10,000,
transfer it over to-
[Gordon] What? Jess!
Where am I going to get $10,000 from?
Figure it out.
Here's the account number.
It's 919-946-1513.
Oh, and if I didn't say this before, no cops.
"No
cops."
[Sal] Are we clear?
[Gordon] Yeah!
Yeah, we're clear.
Good.
But I'm gonna need a computer.
An air-gapped computer to open an RDP.
That's a remote desktop protocol launched crypto cat
to access the files.
Yeah, yeah, whatever.
I'm gonna have one of my boys come down and pick you up,
and he's gonna escort you to my boss' office,
where then you can figure-
No.
No, I get to see my wife first, or no deal!
Oh! [chuckles]
Okay.
It seems like hubby is willing
to gamble with your life, huh?
Hey! Big guy!
You want your money or not?
Gordy, just give him the money!
No, it's okay. He's in AC.
He wants to take chances. I get it.
Yeah, damn straight.
So have your boy meet me under the magic show marquee,
and don't forget to bring my wife!
Yeah. Sounds good.
[phone bleeps]
Oh, my God. [gasps]
Oh, that felt good! [chuckles]
[knocks on door]
Hey, Gordon, you...
Whoa. I just snatched the collar, we gotta bounce.
Come on!
[Gordon grunts]
Have a fun wedding.
[door slams]
[brooding rock music]
- No baggage. - Huh?
Who you calling baggage?
I have to do this alone.
Do what? What're you talking about?
Who was on the phone that got you talking all crazy?
It wasn't the phone call that got him all crazy.
Trust me. Hey, hey, hey.
Let him go. He got this.
Bec.
♪ Got the fire ♪
♪ In your eyes ♪
♪ Mama says ♪
♪ Oh, man, the love gonna hurt ♪
[brooding music continues]
♪ Ooh ♪
[Gordon] Oh.
Jackpot.
♪ I'm so cold ♪
♪ I'm so free ♪
♪ Let me go ♪
♪ Let me be ♪
♪ Hands to the sky ♪
♪ On your knees ♪
♪ Not giving up ♪
♪ Up on me ♪
Now, here's what's gonna happen, Bridge.
Gio's gonna cut you loose,
and then I'm going to follow after.
Untie them.
[knife flicks]
[Gio] Yo, what the fuck?
- Yo, yo, yo! Grab her! - Hey, get over here!
Wait, G! Get her!
- I'll get Bridge. - Up, up, up.
[gasps] Oh, okay! Okay.
Okay, okay.
Okay. [pants]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[Bridget yelps]
[Sal pants]
Not again!
[Sal grunts]
[Bridget pants]
[Chef 1] Ay, Bridge!
[chef 2 groans]
[Chef 3] Yo, watch it, Bridge!
Change of plans.
You call hubby, and you tell him to come up here right now!
We're gonna play by my rules.
G!
[Gio sighs]
[Jessica pants]
[Gio] You're lucky.
[Jessica breathes heavily]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[Bridget sighs]
[Bridget speaks Spanish]
[car door opens]
[car door slams]
- Gordon! - Jess!
Stop.
Right time.
It's just a simple transfer.
Sit, sit.
I promise everything's going to be okay, baby.
Sit.
You wanna tell me what you and Bridge had going on here?
It's complicated.
Well, make it uncomplicated.
Uh...
We were gonna do like a life for a life kind of exchange?
What does that even mean?
[Jessica sighs]
She was gonna sell me her eggs.
[Sal laughs]
For a one-time discounted price.
Wait, hold on. Let me get this straight.
Bridge was gonna sell you her eggs,
so you could do what with them?
You making an omelet?
She was never gonna go through with it.
[scoffs] Thank God for that.
Hey!
That woman is the mother to my son.
You would've been lucky to have her breed with you.
What?
Well, if you feel that way, then why aren't you helping her?
Why are you helping Nicky?
I think it's time for you to mind your business.
Get to work, Houdini.
And I'll consider letting you both live.
[Gordon clears throat] [suspenseful music]
[keyboard clacks]
[Gordon breathes deeply]
[Gio] My mom is gonna flip when she sees this.
I just don't want it to scar, you know?
Buddy, you writing a novel over there?
Just alerting the bank about the transfer.
Since it's such a large amount, we don't want any red flags.
[Gio speaks Italian]
Unexpectedly popping up, you know?
Okay.
Transferring the bitcoins now.
Oh, oh, oh. Bitcoins?
I don't know if Nicky's gonna like that.
Why not?
Bitcoins have a much higher exchange rate.
Yeah. Enough with the bullshit, okay?
It's not cash.
Yeah, but you work in a casino.
You can easily sell the bitcoins in exchange for,
you know, more traditional currency.
No, no, no. Fuck that.
- We want hard cash. - I don't have hard cash.
What I have are bitcoins, which, by the way,
are worth more and are untraceable.
Well?
I don't know. Look, he could be right.
I don't know, he could be right.
- But is he or isn't he? - I will Google it.
Do you want your fucking money or not?
[Sal] Enough outta you.
[Jessica murmurs]
[Sal chuckles]
I wouldn't mislead you.
Not with my wife's life on the line.
Just hurry up.
[phone rings] Just get it done.
[Gordon] Got it.
[phone rings]
Yeah, what?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Does Nicky know?
And what'd he say?
That bitch.
Yeah, okay.
Copy.
- [phone slams] - What's up?
Somebody called in a bomb threat.
They wanna evacuate the hotel.
Well, what did Nicky say?
He said to stand our ground.
So, he thinks it's a prank?
Nah. Probably just a burning bridge.
[tense percussive music]
[Bridget sighs]
[gentle music]
[Bridget sighs]
And...
[keyboard clacks]
The transfer is...
Complete.
About fucking time.
Call Nicky. Tell him to check his account.
[Gio] Yo. Put Nicky on the phone.
- [explosion pops] - Go!
[lively rock music]
Oh, God! Baby!
That's on me!
- [gun fires] - What're you doing?
Hold your fire!
♪ I don't need a weapon 'cause I am one ♪
- I think I've been shot! - What?
[Nick] The fuck's goin' up here, Sally?
Why am I gettin' calls about gunfire?
♪ I don't need a weapon 'cause I am one ♪
Honey, honey, honey. [pants]
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
[Gordon groans] Let me look.
[gasps] Oh, my God, you're bleeding. You're bleeding.
Since when do you carry ninja balls on you?
This isn't about my balls, Jessica.
This is about what you've gotten yourself into.
Christ, that hurt!
[rock music continues]
We've gotta get out of here.
[door thuds]
What?
What're you doing?
[Jessica chuckles]
- What? - Only you, baby.
Okay. Let's do this.
♪ Fight like it's for your life ♪
♪ Push it to the max, never look back ♪
- Are you ready? - I've already been shot.
Fight through the pain.
[Gordon grunts]
[Jessica whimpers]
To your right, to your right! Let's go!
[Gordon] To the left a bit! Door!
[Jessica yelps]
[audience applauds] [smooth jazz music]
[smooth music continues]
[audience applauds]
[smooth music continues]
[audience applauds]
[Jessica pants]
And step, and step, and step.
Nice, baby. Here you go.
- Oh, yes! - Stay still.
Stay still. I don't wanna cut you.
I'm gonna find a place to hide.
- Wait. - What?
What?
[Gordon grunts]
We can't play dress-up now.
We can at least try to blend in.
You know, hide in plain sight.
Here.
[knocks on door] [Jessica gasps]
[hurried footsteps clack]
[Gio pants] [audience applauds]
Fuck.
[box clatters]
This really is your job and get the girls and get the money!
- [Jessica pants] - Careful!
Shit! [audience applauds]
God.
[Gordon] Ow!
In here.
You know, I read that Houdini
had a few run-ins with guys with guns.
And he never threw a punch, he never fought.
He'd just change his outfit and he'd slip out the back.
Just like us.
[audience laughs]
[audience applauds] [Jessica pants]
[gasps] Look!
Good old disappearing box!
[Jessica] Oh, my God.
I escaped using the Houdini breathing you always talk about.
I inhaled for five, held for three, and I exhaled for eight.
That's awesome, babe.
Look, let's get you tucked away in here,
and then I'm gonna find a spot.
What? Absolutely not.
We are not separating now. We can both fit.
But, Jess!
[audience applauds]
Hold on.
Get in.
[audience laughs and applauds]
[door closes]
- Gordy? - Yeah?
I'm really sorry.
I don't know what I was thinking. I was just...
I was trying to be more open-minded.
I love you, Jess, but not now.
It's just, you know, I kept telling myself that if,
if I really wanted to be a mother,
buying someone else's eggs shouldn't be an issue.
But it, it was. It just was.
I know.
And then I met Bridget and I just, I thought that-
What?
What? You thought she was our best shot?
No, I just... [sighs]
That she was a real person, that I can talk to her.
That she's not just, you know, a piece of paper.
[box rattles] [Jessica gasps]
Oh, my God. What's happening?
[audience applauds]
And now, my lovelies, a very special treat for you all.
An Easter surprise of sorts.
Bring out...
The tomb.
[audience applauds]
Ow!
Shit!
Now, everyone knows the story of the resurrection, yes?
Where once a man was locked away inside the tomb,
in the morning, he was gone.
Magic?
Perhaps.
Or was it more?
Who here wants to follow in those glorious footsteps
and see if we can't send you to the other side?
A volunteer from the audience!
Here! Me, me!
And how about you, my dear?
That's right! I can use some fun.
Get it, girl! Let's get resurrected up in here!
Get it!
[audience applauds]
Ooh! Excuse you.
[Miguel laughs]
Now, tell us your name and where you are from.
I'm Rebecca, and I'm from Brooklyn! Ow, ow!
[audience laughs]
Oh, is that Becca?
It sounds like her, yeah.
Wonderful!
Yes, well, maestro, can I get a drum roll, please?
[drum rolls]
Rebecca, if you would, please step inside the empty tomb.
[Jessica screams]
- [indistinct yelling] - What the?
[Donald grunts]
[Donald pants]
Tah-dah!
[audience applauds]
Yo! How'd you do that?
[Miguel] Holy Jesus!
[gun fires] [audience screams]
Show's over, folks! [gun fires]
Danny.
Why don't you take five minutes,
while we reset the stage for the next performance?
Will do, Mr. Mendoza. All right.
[audience murmur]
[Gordon] I got this.
[Nick] Now, where were we?
[engine hums]
[car door opens] [keys clink]
[car door slams]
[patrons chatter]
[Employee] All hands on deck in the theater.
All hands on deck.
Oh, yes, please help me, sir!
Go in the room. They have my girl!
She's...
Oh, come on! A drink, please.
Oh, damn.
Hey.
Looking for a good time?
What?
No.
Oh, my God. You are so cute. [chuckles]
But I'm a taken man, and actually, you know what?
My girl is trapped inside right now in the magic theater,
and there's a bunch of dudes with guns!
And they're trying to kill her!
Shh!
Cash is king.
I get you some cash, you get your girl back.
Seriously?
All right, what I gotta do?
Follow me.
[moody guitar music]
[radio static crackles]
[Employee] All available agents
report to the theater immediately.
[footsteps clack] [moody music continues]
Here. Help me out.
Oh, this is kinda sketchy. What're we looking for?
- A key! - Where's the money?
Just keep looking. Go, go!
[Bridget sighs]
[Bridget grumbles]
Is it a round key? A square key?
What kind of key?
Is it a BlueGrass key? A Phoenix?
[Sal] Does anyone have eyes on Bridge?
You talking about like a, a lockbox key?
[sighs] I really need a cigarette.
[sighs] Okay.
[Bridget grunts]
Jackpot.
You got it? [keys clink]
- Shit! - What happened?
- Doesn't work! - Wait, I have an idea.
Hold on, hold on.
- Give me a sec. - It doesn't work.
[Miguel] Hold up. I got a bump key right here.
Never passed a bump before.
Come on.
[Miguel] Hand me the stapler.
This baby can open anything.
[Bridget] Oh, come on.
[Miguel] There you go.
[both gasp]
Oh!
Are you serious?
Whoa.
[Bridget] Yes.
Am I on a hidden camera show right now?
Nope.
- You kidding me? - Real as it gets, come on!
Hawaii, here I come.
Oh, goodbye, cheap rims.
This was not exactly how I intended to spend my Easter.
But...
Here we are.
You got your money.
I transferred everything into your account,
just like you asked.
[chuckles] Yes, you did.
But you see, I got another little problem.
I lost a lot of business tonight, because of all of you.
And I was just wondering, who's gonna pay me back for that?
Any ideas?
[Gordon clears throat]
Look.
I think if we all just stay calm-
Mm-hm?
Then we can find a resolution that works for everybody.
You know? I mean, we have options here.
Options?
Options are good.
- Is that so? - Yeah.
I'm assuming you're talking bitcoins again?
[Gordon] Yep.
I hear Sal agreed to, uh...
Hey, where is Sal?
I don't know.
All right, forget him.
I'll deal with him later, you hear me?
Loud and clear, Nicky!
You want loyal?
Here's loyal!
[upbeat music]
[Nick] What the hell is this?
♪ Money ♪
♪ That's what I'm talkin' about ♪
- Freeze! - Everybody hands up!
♪ Got to have all the money ♪
Hands up!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Easy there, easy.
Stop, stop! Hands behind your back, right now.
Right now.
♪ Talkin' about money, I need it so bad ♪
[Clark] Stop, stop. Hands behind your back.
♪ Money is the best friend I ever had, oh yeah ♪
Right there, stop. ♪ Yeah, honey, I need money ♪
♪ Hey, I want money ♪
♪ Yes, I'm talkin' about money ♪
♪ I love it more than I love myself ♪
♪ Money is sweeter than anything else ♪
♪ Lord ♪
♪ If you're broke, then you know it's true ♪
♪ Money is the only thing helping you ♪
♪ And if you get some, you'll want some more ♪
[trunk clacks]
[Bridget] Thought you were tired of chasing me down?
Oh, I am.
[Bridget] Good.
What if you stopped running?
Put down some roots.
What? Drive off into the sunset?
Start somewhere fresh?
Just you and me?
And our boy.
Are you sure about that?
You're not gonna miss the fast life?
Not if I have you in mine. [gentle music]
You getting soft on me? [Sal chuckles]
Maybe.
Come here.
[gentle music continues]
You drive.
[keys clink]
[engine revs]
Hey! Hey!
Hey, hey, hey! Where you going with my...
Where you going with, where you going with my baby, man?
[background chatter]
[Nick] You got the wrong person here!
Come on.
[Nick] Hey, do you know who I am?
Hey, come on just...
Hey, would you just let me call my mom, please? All right?
So, game over?
For Kramer and those guys.
What's happening? Ow, ow, ow!
Hey, watch it! I took a bullet in the hammy, you know!
- What's happening? - Don't sweat, babe.
Handcuffs are child's play.
Where are we going, guys?
It's just protocol. They'll take care of us.
- Do we need a lawyer? - Watch her head.
Watch her head, Officer.
- Oh, thank you, baby. - Please, please.
- I can't believe this. - You okay?
Yeah, I'm all right, baby.
Watch his hip. He has a bad hip!
Oh, oh, that's smart!
[Gordon groans]
[car doors slam]
[sighs] Gordy.
Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.
For what?
This is the most excitement we've had in years. [chuckles]
We, [chuckles] we almost died.
Yeah!
I know.
It was exciting!
Jess, we've been putting so much pressure
on this whole baby thing that we've forgotten how to live.
[warm music]
You're right.
I guess I just...
I got so caught up in it all, you know? I... [sighs]
I just really wanted us to have that happy storybook ending.
I kinda like this ending better.
Yeah.
Me too.
[car starts]
[upbeat percussive music]
Last Hope Bank's CEO, Dustin Kramer,
lost his appeal today,
and will begin serving his prison sentence.
Kramer was indicted two years ago for embezzlement,
and money laundering.
[doorbell rings]
Do you have a comment, sir?
Kiss my nitamb.
[tape cracks]
[Jessica chuckles]
[guests applaud and cheer] [distant upbeat music]
[upbeat music continues]
[Jessica sighs]
[upbeat music continues] [guests laugh and squeal]
[upbeat music continues]
Look right there!
The bunny needs the coin, okay?
Bunny's gonna hold the coin. You got it?
And the bunny's gonna go, "Goodnight."
[guests applaud] [upbeat music continues]
[Bess] Mommy!
Hey!
There's my birthday girl!
How's papa doing? He's doing a good job?
Yeah?
Yay!
Bravo, bravo, bravo.
Dance party!
Yay!
And freeze!
[upbeat music continues] [vocalists sing in Spanish]
♪ Ooh, ah ♪
♪ Ooh, la la la ♪
♪ Ooh, ah ♪
♪ Ooh, la la la ♪
♪ All my girls, all my girls ♪
♪ Calling all around the world ♪
♪ All my girls, all my girls ♪
♪ Gather up around the world ♪
♪ Who got the power, we got the power ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Here we go ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ Ooh, ah ♪
♪ I don't need nobody to make me complete ♪
♪ I got me, myself, and I and we are rocking to the beat ♪
♪ So girls, follow my lead ♪
♪ Girls, follow my lead ♪
♪ Who got the power ♪ ♪ We got the power ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Here we go ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that ooh, the ah ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ We got that confidence ♪
♪ That je ne sais quoi ♪
♪ We got that classy touch ♪
♪ The ooh, la la la ♪
♪ And there's no stopping us ♪
♪ No stopping us now ♪
♪ We got that confidence ♪
♪ We got that ooh, la la la ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ The feeling's taking over me ♪
♪ Oh, no, I can hardly breathe ♪
♪ With you standing next to me ♪
♪ My lover ♪
♪ Step by step, move a little closer ♪
♪ Feel your breath, ooh I wanna hold you ♪
♪ Just not yet, wait until the beat, yeah ♪
♪ Hey now ♪
♪ Spin with me ♪
♪ Show me how ♪
♪ One, two, three ♪
♪ On the dance floor ♪
♪ Right foot over the other, the other, the other, the other ♪
♪ Hey now ♪
♪ Spin with me ♪
♪ Show me how ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ On the dance floor ♪
♪ Right foot over the other, the other, the other, the other ♪
♪ Over the other ♪
♪ Come on, honey ♪
♪ You know just what we'll do ♪
♪ Dance until the sky turns blue ♪
♪ Oh, as long as I'm with you ♪
♪ My lover ♪
♪ Step by step, move a little closer ♪
♪ Feel your breath, ooh, I wanna hold you ♪
♪ Just not yet, wait until the beat, yeah ♪
♪ Hey now ♪
♪ Spin with me ♪
♪ Show me how ♪
♪ One, two, three ♪
♪ On the dance floor ♪
♪ Right foot over the other, the other, the other, the other ♪
♪ Hey now ♪
♪ Spin with me ♪
♪ Show me how ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ On the dance floor ♪
♪ Right foot over the other, the other, the other, the other ♪
♪ Move a little closer, move a little closer ♪
♪ I just wanna hold you ♪
♪ Don't I, don't I ♪
♪ Move a little closer, move a little closer ♪
♪ I just wanna hold ya ♪
♪ Hey now ♪
♪ Spin with me ♪
♪ Show me how ♪
♪ One, two, three ♪
♪ On the dance floor ♪
♪ Right foot over the other, the other, the other, the other ♪
♪ Hey now ♪
♪ Spin with me ♪
♪ Show me how ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ On the dance floor ♪
♪ Right foot over the other, the other, the other, the other ♪
[cheerful jazz music]
♪ I'm lucky, so lucky ♪
♪ The arrow missed my heart ♪
♪ Hey, cupid ♪
♪ Really off your mark ♪
♪ Hand that bow to me ♪
♪ I'll snap it across my knee ♪
♪ I'm no fool ♪
♪ I know that love is a lot ♪
♪ Can't you see ♪
♪ Her kiss don't mean a thing to me ♪
♪ Been in love and now I know ♪
♪ It's just a tragic picture show ♪
♪ Hey, cupid ♪
♪ Don't be stupid ♪
♪ She's lovely as can be ♪
♪ I'm begging you, don't point that thing at me ♪