- Margaret.
What the hell am I supposed to do with this?
- Doctor's orders, honey.
No saturated fat.
- Ma'am, that doctor is a hack.
And he's pathetic.
He shouldn't even have a license.
Stop listening to the doctor.
Jesus.
You give me bread?
First of all it's not toasted,
second of all it's peanut butter without any jam.
How do you expect me to swallow this or get it down?
How many goddamn times do I have to tell you that?
Get your nose out of a cookbook and learn to make
a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
- Keep talking like that
and you'll be making your own sandwiches.
- What did you say?
What was that?
- According to the Global Health Education Consortium,
there are numerous social causes for violence.
Poverty, unemployment,
illicit drug and alcohol abuse, cultural norms.
But these external influences
don't explain the root cause of violence.
Texas versus Johnson.
Ed Johnson was charged with first degree murder
after the deaths of his ex-girlfriend
and a boy she was seeing.
Because of the heinousness of the crimes,
and the ages of the victims,
the prosecutors wanted to push for the death penalty.
But because Ed was a few months shy of turning 18,
the judge balked.
He was released after serving only five years,
for good behavior.
One week after being paroled,
Ed was pulled over for a routine traffic stop.
And the police found the severed head
of a nine year old little girl in his trunk.
Because of this new discovery, Ed was sentenced to death.
Had the state sentenced him after the first violent act
where two innocent lives were lost,
The most interesting part, is according to his records,
there was no history of mental illness
or neurological diseases.
Sn was he born violent?
Ask yourself that.
Now, without understanding where violence originates,
it's impossible to rehabilitate,
let alone prevent future violent acts.
- Well what if violence is so ingrained to our society,
our American culture- - Excuse me, sir.
- That outbursts are inevitable?
There's no escaping it.
- I refuse to believe that we're far from stopping
the epidemic of violence sweeping through our country.
- Even with a system in place
that just trades death for death?
- Okay, so are controlled executions an act of violence?
Or an act of mercy for the loved ones of the victims?
- Isn't the act of killing always violent?
- Is it?
I want you guys to think about that when you pick a case.
Look for the hidden motives, and clues that were missed.
And had they not been missed,
would the tragedy have been prevented?
And remember to be objective.
That is the key to get an accurate
and impartial read on the situation, okay?
Class dismissed.
And you are? - Ben Woods.
Assistant District Attorney.
I'd like for you to consult on a case for me.
His name is Jack Shea, he's set for execution in 72 hours.
With it being an election year,
the Governor's under extra pressure
to reevaluate the State's position on capital punishment.
- Well the nuances of the law aren't exactly my specialty...
- I'm not here for legal advice, Miss...
- Doctor. - Doctor, pardon.
Now you've watched the news,
national focus was on the protests,
it's got the Governor backed into a corner.
Now if this execution goes forward,
our schedule, without an official review,
the Governor won't stand a chance of sewing another term.
I just want you to talk to him, hmm?
Give him your professional opinion.
Consider it your civic duty.
My card and my number's in there.
- Hey, quit monkeying around, Garimba.
- Well maybe if you stopped lion around, Leo.
Get up, lazy bones, it's time for adventuring.
- Hi, baby girl.
Shouldn't you be in bed?
- Grandma said I could watch one more show on TV before bed.
- She did now, huh?
- Yep, all the animals on this show
live together at the zoo.
- Aw.
- Can we go to the zoo, Mommy?
- Well I tell you what.
How about you go upstairs, brush your teeth,
and you he a good girl for Grandma all week,
and then I will lake you next weekend, okay?
Go on up, brush your teeth and I'll tuck you in.
- Can Grandma read me a story first'?
Please, please please?
- I think I can manage that.
- Come on, Grandma, let's go.
- Thanks, Mom. - No problem.
Oh, I left you some dinner by the stove.
- Thank you.
- Good night, Mommy, I love you.
- Good night, I love you.
- I thought you quit three months ago.
Ally was bummed that you didn't make dinner.
- I know she was.
You know, I just couldn't get here.
Bu! thank you for picking her up from school today.
- It's no problem.
Come here. - Thank you.
- Don't slay up too late, kiddo.
- I won't.
Good night, Mom.
- Good night, sweetheart.
- Ben Woods.
- Hey Ben, it's Dr. Tyler. - Dr. Tyler.
- I'm in.
I'll do if.
I have a few conditions.
Our session needs to be private,
so I don't wanna be in a standard interview room.
We should be somewhere where he feels comfortable,
where he can at least move around.
I mean we're not gonna get anywhere
if I can't earn his trust.
- Ma'am. - Thank you.
- Tick lock.
Tick, lock.
You need a hand with that, Doc?
- I prefer to be addressed as Dr. Tyler or Amanda.
Have a seal, please.
Stale your name for the record.
- Jackson Michael Shea.
- Inmate 78011.
- There's a point lo all this, right Doc?
Seeing as how the sand of my hourglass
has just about run out.
I don't see this benefiting me very much.
- My plan is to get to the root cause
of your excessive violence.
- You mean the newspaper and magazine stories
calling me a monster.
- I've read your file. - And what?
You've read some papers.
Some file a prison hack too stupid to make it on the outside
wrote about me after he showed me some inkblots.
You read that shit and think you're inside my head?
Doc, you don't know a fucking thing about me.
- You're right, Jack.
I don't know a fucking thing about you.
And if I did, I wouldn't be here wasting my time, or yours.
Would you like meta leave?
- Tick, lock.
Tick, lock, lick, tick.
Sc what's a pretty little thing like you doing here?
You draw the short straw?
- It's about the violence, Jack.
If I can pinpoint the time, the place, the cause,
then maybe I can at least help slop the cycle.
Now we have some very important decisions to make, don't we'?
Let's start- - With my mother's tit milk.
Did I get enough as an infant
to properly nourish me for life in civilized society?
- Did you?
- Tick.
Doc, you ready to hear a story?
Tick, lock.
It was the summer of '35.
We had no money, so we had lo
move into my Uncle Mike's single wide.
Sometimes, when I close my eyes,
I can still smell that musty trailer.
- Bigger bears try to pretend
that they came 'round the corner to look for a friend.
That they came 'round the corner to look for a frown.
- Hold on.
- And they try to pretend that nobody cares.
Whether you walk on the lines, or on the squares.
- Phone for you, Cynthia.
- Thanks, Mike.
Okay, well, your Uncle Mike's
gonna help you finish reading, okay book?
- Good night, Mommy.
. Hey buddy.
- Hey, hey Uncle Mike.
- Ready for your birthday bedtime story?
- People always talk about God.
Where was God when my Uncle
was sneaking into my bedroom late a! night,
telling me bedroom stories,
I didn't wanna hear.
- Everything is gonna be okay, my son.
You are in the presence of the Lord now.
Tell me what happened.
- How did your mother react to the news?
- Not the way you'd think.
- Mrs. Shea, I'm,
I really wish I were here under different circumstances,
I'm sorry.
It involves your brother and your son.
- Well what is it?
- Has, has your son been acting different lately?
Anything strange about his behavior'?
- My, my, my son is a good bay.
- Yes he is.
I don't know how to say this, so I'll just say it.
We believe that your brother
has been inappropriately touching your son.
- Inappropriately touching my son?
- Your brother's been molesting your son, Mrs. Shea.
- That is not true.
- I'm sorry.
- That is not true.
I don't know where you got that, but,
that ain't true.
- Mrs. Shea, your son told me.
I'm sorry.
- That don't make no sense.
That don't make no sense.
That's a, that's a lie.
That is a goddamn lie.
You're making up stories.
And you come in herewith your lies and your stories.
You need to go.
You need to gel the hell outta here.
You need to get the hell outta my house.
I said gel the hell outta my house.
Get out, gel outta here.
And your lies, and your stories.
I don't know what you're talking about.
What the hell did you do to my boy?
- I was the victim.
But I may as well have been the perpetrator
from the way she reacted.
- I said to get outta my house.
- I'm sorry.
May God be with you.
Come in here, saying things like that to me.
- Cynthia Shea drank herself to death
pretty soon after.
Killed, maybe.
What do you think?
Destined from a tender age to be a criminal, or.
- Well it's too soon in the process
for me to form an opinion on that.
- What exactly is your process?
- I know that you're familiar with the flag system.
So I am looking for signs that stand out.
And recognizing the red flags early enough
so that the violence can be stopped.
So, let's talk about your uncle.
- I lived with him until about the time I was 17.
After I got too old, Uncle Mike turned his attentions
to the kid of the girl he'd been seeing.
She didn't suspect a damn thing.
Seeing him chase after that little buy,
something just snapped.
- No no, please, God.
- I felt illuminated and free.
- Free?
- Well it was the first time in my life
I was ever in control of the events that guided me.
Nothing's more freeing than that.
- You know you could've stopped him
without putting him in the hospital.
You chase to fly into a rage.
- Don't you get it, Doc?
We're all just caged animals.
With animal instincts.
Time's up, Dr. Tyler.
- Firefighters from Waco and other cities
report that due to dry weather and wind conditions,
the fire is still very much an active threat
to local communities,
and that evacuation orders will remain in place.
The fire is currently reported to be 15% contained.
More information on this ongoing story
will be reported as it becomes available.
- Gad, I miss you.
Looking at law and order,
the impending execution of Texas inmate Jackson Shea
shines a harsh light on capital punishment
in the Lone Star Slate.
Due to vocal public opinion on both sides of the issue,
the Governor has announced a final review of the possibility
for a slay of execution in Mr. Shea's case
under the authority of Dr. Amanda Tyler,
a noted criminal psychologist.
The Governor has stated that Dr. Tyler's findings
will likely be a key factor in determining what action
the Texas Department oi Criminal Justice will lake.
- You ready to start, Jack?
- The judge gave me a choice.
Either go to military school, or go to juvie.
I breeze through basic training,
get selected for sniper school because I have 20/10 vision,
and I aced marksmanship.
- Well your file says that you actually
got kicked out of military school.
That resulted in parole left 18 months.
There's consequences for our actions, Jack.
Action.
Reaction.
Action, you put your uncle in the hospital.
Reaction, you get sentenced to 18 months.
-18 months, sewed 12.
- So this is, what?
An example cf the system failing?
You think you're above the law?
- You ever cheat the insurance companies, Doc?
Bill a patient for cash and put in a claim for it.
Us in the know call that double back billing.
First line of defense
against the Y2K buzz,
checking each machine to make sure
it works properly in the year 2000.
- Mia, could you give us two fingers of the good stuff?
- Yes, Marty.
- I met Marty in prison.
Let's just say he was someone in the know.
Once I got out, he offered me a jab,
'cause let's face it, who else is gonna hire a can?
- Listen to me, kid.
I'm talking about doctors, lawyers, dentists.
Large amounts of cash that don't gel reported to the IRS.
Won't be reported to the cops if it comes up missing.
They hide their money in a coat closet in their office,
or in a shoe box under the bed.
There was this one lawyer,
he hid 25,000 fucking dollars in a coffee can
that he stuck in a microwave.
- There's a point somewhere here, right?
- Yeah, this is the point.
That dickhead parole officer I have'?
He got me a night job cleaning office buildings.
Hey.
This guy, he's gotta replace
the Shop-Vac on the second floor.
- The hell I care for?
Just sign the damn board.
- Now in one of these buildings is a gynecologist,
who gives a discount to women who pay cash,
and then he bills their insurance company.
There it is.
He's got a safe in his closet
that is bursting out the fucking seams.
- How much money are we talking about?
- We won't know 'lil we open it.
This doctor must be some kinda idiot.
He buys himself a wall safe,
but he doesn't put it in a wall.
You got the hammer, kid?
What're you doing, gel the chisel, come on, man, come on.
Come on.
Now just go down the sides, it's soft there, come on.
Yes.
We won't know until we open it, but I can tell you this.
If someone finds it necessary
to hide an unwired safe in their office,
generally speaking, it's for a very good reason.
Damn.
Just like milking a til, kid.
Come on, pack it up, get the fuck outta here
and meet me back at my place for breakfast.
You listen to me.
You do what I say, and both of us
could make our Mike bend it.
. Hey.
You forgot to sign out.
. Sorry.
I grew up poor, but there I was,
staring at more money than my Mama made in a year.
- $16,400.
Go ahead, lake your half.
- Half?
- Yeah, we're partners.
Take half, that's what partners do, right down the middle.
Come on, take it, lake it, take it.
So long as you follow the rules, we're golden.
Number one rule.
You gotta slay innocuous.
Don't let them see you coming.
You know the caps in robbery,
they're looking for the asshole
who's walking down the street
with a shiny new Rolex the day after a big heist.
And once you're pegged, you're pegged.
I mean, kid you could buy yourself
a new pair of shoes once in a while,
but you go walking down Broadway in a silk Italian suit?
You'll be in a line-up for the rest of your life.
We on the same train here, kid?
- Yeah.
I'd say that train left the station.
- You gotta stop drinking coffee.
Open that up.
It's gonna put a hole in your stomach.
It's the worst thing for you, coffee.
It's bad for your nerves.
This'll make it a little better,
but you really should slop that.
I'm your friend, you know what I mean'?
You got a big future.
Here's to crime.
Who says crime doesn't pay?
Salud.
- I was a student, Marty the teacher.
After our third job together,
Marty put me to the lest.
Find a mark of my own.
Sc I checked out a few local dentists.
Hey Doc, I don't have an insurance card,
do you give discounts for cash?
- 'Fraid not.
Insurance and cards only.
Open wide, seems like you've got a bad cavity.
- By the third dentist,
my gums were so swollen that my teeth fell like
they were ready to fall out.
But, I had the cleanest mouth in the oily.
- I can't believe you'd be so stupid.
How many times can you gel your teeth cleaned in one day?
Here we are.
Dentists.
- Good afternoon,
thank you for calling Sunshine Dental.
- Hello, do you offer senior and cash discounts?
Oh, yes sir, we do.
- Oh, you do.
You do offer discounts for cash.
Too right, we do.
- Well that's fantastic.
Thank you very much.
- Well would you care to make an...
- What's the moral of your story, kid?
Let your fingers do the walking through the Yellow Pages.
- What's this?
- That is a Christmas present.
- So it's one of those,
too good tn be true type of deals.
- We don't know what's in the fucking safe
until we open it, right?
Come on.
I can't sit here.
I hate that couch, you know I found a rat in there once.
- Why didn't you tell me that before I sat on it'?
- Before you slept on it.
- Leo Frank, attorney at law.
The tip game from an old friend of Martin's
who was still doing time and needed a stake when he got out.
Martin agreed to put away 20% for him.
- Right an time.
Alright, we gain access through the maintenance door
on the side of the building.
Let's go.
- Where's the safe? - There it is, behind the bar.
Just like he said.
- Now why would you go through all the trouble
with a safe like that if you're not gonna wire it?
- You don't hardwire something that doesn't exist.
- You sure about this, old man?
- Shit. - What?
- Battery's dead. - Are you kidding me?
- Do you have any extras?
- There's one in the flashlights, will those work?
- No, this takes AAA.
- Think I found something.
- Get out of here with that, it's disgusting.
- Hold on.
- You don't know where that's been.
Have you no decency?
Just watch the door.
- Wrap it up, Marty.
- Okay, okay, alright.
Yes.
- Did you know that motion for discovery
means the prosecutor and the defendant
must exchange all evidence and information
pertinent to a case?
- $660,000, divided by two, minus 20%,
is a great night's work, man.
Fuck.
What?
- I don't know, Marty, it's just.
I know when something is too good to be true.
- What's your point?
- My point is that there's not that many safes lying around
with this kinda cash in it
that aren't for something special.
- What's the matter with you?
Are you mental'? Come on.
- I'm serious.
Marty, I will take the money back for you,
tonight, if you want.
- Kid, what're you talking about?
We can't put it back.
- We lake the money, and buy a condo on the beach somewhere,
play shuffleboard with the old ladies.
Just, get outta town.
- Okay, okay, I'll make you a deal.
Give me one week lo lie up some loose ends.
And then I've got this friend in Texas,
I was gonna introduce you to him.
But we'll lake the money, we'll leave lown.
One week.
It's all I ask.
Okay?
- Robert?
Mr. Belmont? - Yeah.
- This is Captain William Wilder, robbery division.
- The point is this, Micky?
I got plenty of cops on payroll, I don't need another one.
- The captain's got a business proposal for you.
- Look, Mr. Belmont.
My wife wants an entirely new kitchen.
My sons want an entertainment room in the basement.
And I want my own bathroom so I don't have to look
at my wife's shit hanging on the shower.
- Do I look like an interior decorator to you?
- No.
- Then why do I give a fuck about your wife's shit
handing in the bathroom?
- Information.
- Bob, hear him out.
- You gonna pay for these things I want, Mr. Belmont.
Plus a little bonus in exchange
for the man who robbed your safe.
- You oughtta be very careful, Mr. Police Captain,
or you might find yourself missing in your own precinct.
- Robert. - Yeah.
- The man is an old school thief.
The kind that has steel for balls.
Second story guy.
Leo comes to me after your safe was robbed
and I do a little quiet poking around.
My contacts tell me that he's living
in a basement of a department store.
You wanna know the address?
- What kinda kitchen does your wife like?
- Where's my money, tough guy?
- I don't know.
I swear I don't know.
Jesus.
- Search the place.
You're a stubborn son of a bitch.
- The catalyst that launched you into hell.
- Hell might be a bit extreme.
- Well what would you call it?
Purgatory? - Anticipation.
You know, that intense feeling you get
right before you jump into something
that you know will change your life forever.
I guess purgatory's as good a word as anyway.
Put your hands on the steering wheel.
Handcuff yourself lo the steering wheel.
Pull forward.
You're gonna tell me who murdered Martin Bigg.
I need a name.
- I can't.
- I need a name. - I can't, he'll kill me.
- What about me?
I will kill you right here, right now,
unless you give me a fucking name.
- Robert Belmont.
Let go.
He's the key.
- Robert Belmont.
Big time loan shark and business man.
He wasn't hard to track down.
I started moonlighting as a chauffeur,
driving the son of a bitch.
Learned his routine.
I even picked him up from his mistress's place.
I always had a drink waiting for him.
And then one night, I slipped in a little something extra.
There he is.
Morning, sunshine.
I was worried I put a little loo much in your drink.
- Untie me, you piss an! fuck.
- There's no need to be rude.
- Okay, alright.
You proved your point.
Now untie me and tell me what you want.
Wow.
You got balls, kid.
I'll give that to you.
You know, you may just be
the guy that I've been looking for.
The guy that's gonna lake my business to the next level.
Hail to see what's so funny.
- You're alone, tied to a chair.
What about this situation leads you to believe
you're in a position suitable for bargaining?
. Okay-
Untie me, and walk away.
We'll just let this one go.
- You're not paying attention, Bobby.
The only reason you're still alive,
is I haven't killed you yet.
- How much?
- I will give you this.
You have fine taste in whiskey.
- How much?
- Stay with me, Bobby, boy.
Stay with me.
- One million.
- You remember this, don't you?
You arrogant fuck.
This belonged to my partner.
He didn't know the money was yours.
You could've, let that one go.
- Your partner was a degenerate fuck, alright?
He stole from me.
What am I supposed to do, just pat him on the back'?
Fuck that.
Okay, alright, I'm sorry.
Two million.
- You talk too much, Bob.
I'm not interested in your money.
You tortured my friend.
You tortured him, and let him bleed to death like a pig.
This is for Marty.
I gave that bastard a preview
of what's waiting for him in hell.
Belmont got what he deserved,
but I wanna make one thing real clear to you, Doc.
I didn't commit murder.
I performed an execution.
There's a difference. - Bullshit.
I don't believe that, and neither do you.
- You talk a lot, but what can you really speak for?
Can you speak for me?
- I wanna ask you a question. - Tick, tack.
When it's my time, will you care about me then?
That moment when the needle, the very first one,
slips into my body and relaxes my nerves.
Are you gonna watch me?
Are you gonna watch me, or are you gonna tum and look away?
When the second needle freezes my lungs,
are you gonna scribble scrabble
in your notepad for future reference?
And when that third needle stops my heart,
and they pronounce my body dead,
are you gonna anguish over my death'?
Or are you gonna rejoice
that the law of your land was fulfilled'?
- Neither.
- You ever see anyone die, Doc?
You ever watch as the light fades
out of someone's eyes as they just,
drift away into nothing?
- It's none of your fucking business.
It's not about me.
- This is about you.
This whole game has been about you.
Your bullshit cocky attitude isn't gonna work with me, Doc.
- It's not about me.
I don't,
I don't fucking care if it's about you.
Fuck your questions, fuck you.
I'm done.
I'm not playing your fucking games anymore.
- You're done playing games when I tell you.
Got it?
- Any evidence should have been destroyed in the fire,
so I figured it was time to leave the city.
You know who runs this place?
- Mr. Charlie Rose.
- Keep the change.
Hound an address in Marty's Texas travel book.
And then there she was.
She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid my eyes on.
- Good evening. - Hello, Billy.
I believe we have a guest.
- Right over there.
- Aren't you a sweetie.
- I'm sorry, have we met?
- Not exactly.
Olivia.
- Jackson. - Shea, yes.
Martin Bigg was a mutual friend.
Oh don't worry, I'm not a cop.
But that was quite a job you did on Belmont.
- Who says that was me?
- I have my sources.
- I don't like being followed.
- Noted.
Dance with me.
- And you're loo pretty to be a cop.
- I didn't know Martin.
But my father, very close to him.
- Who's your father?
- Charlie Rose.
Just like you.
He's a business man.
- What kinda business?
- Acquisitions.
- How'd you know where to find me?
- You seen this place?
Somebody new walks into town, I hear about it.
Besides, little Billy over there has a sweet spot for me.
Wanna take a ride?
- Lead the way.
- Hi ladies. - Good morning.
- Hey Daddy. - Well, my daughter's awake.
- Daddy, meet Jack Shea.
Jack, meet Charlie.
- Mr. Rose.
- Marty never said you were such a oily slicker.
- Is that gonna be a problem?
- No, not a problem, unless you make it that way.
You all didn't do nothing together, now, did you'?
. Oh. Daddy.
- Oh, come on, I'm just playing with you.
Come on over here and chat for a while.
Ladies, why don't you go on inside and cool off a bit?
- Aw, baby.
- Hal? - Yes sir.
Ladies, outta the pool, now.
- You know I like to harness the energy of youth.
You want a beer?
- Lock, Mr. Rose, the only reason I'm here
is because Marty said he had a friend in Texas,
and that's it.
- Marty, Marty was thick as a brick.
But he was a tremendous judge of character.
Now, from appearance, you look like you're up to the mark,
but it's what's underneath that concerns me.
If you'll crack when the heal gels cranked up.
You gotta keep a low profile.
I've been my entire life,
and I never got so much as a hockey ticket.
I only do outside horses and oil,
and I don't shit where I live, if you catch my drift.
I spend a whole year, an entire year, on a single project.
But the payoff is always worthwhile.
And I don't touching nothing,
unless it'll letch at least five million U.S.
I use a crew, and I rotate who's in charge.
Olivia there sometimes acts as another guy,
when she's not causing chaos.
You know, I never hire a man unless they're a Texas man.
I just don't trust 'em.
But Marty was a brother to me.
So I'm not gonna throw you out.
But you're gonna have to prove yourself.
What do you think there, blue eyes?
- When do we get started?
- How does 75 mil sound?
- Good afternoon, Mr. And Ms. Stroblekowitz.
How're y'all doing today? - Very well, thank you.
- Mr. Seeker's ready for you.
Flynn'll be taking you upstairs.
- Please follow me.
- Thank you. - Y'all have a great day.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Simon Beeker was the president of the largest bank
nobody ever heard of.
Beaker handled overseas financial transactions,
how the money flowed.
Just none of it flowed to Beaker.
- Mr. Beeker, your clients have arrived.
- Hi.
- Afternoon.
- Please, have a seat. - Thank you.
- What can I do for you?
- We represent Mr. Rose's interests.
- Yes, Mr. Beaker.
- Cherry, can you send Paul in, please?
- Right away.
- Um.
I, uh,
I didn't expect you so soon.
- The timeline's moved up.
- Now, Mr. Beaker.
We know the Vault's codes change daily.
Now your man, they show up at 11:00 PM,
not a second sooner or later,
with the codes, and we're golden.
Anything after that, we're not gonna do business.
Now, Mr. Beaker.
We know that there's 75 million in bonds in that vault.
- 75 mil sounds good.
But this time I'm the leading man.
- No ma'am, you are not. - Oh yes sir, I am.
- I beg your pardon, missy, but you are not.
- Daddy.
. Okay-
You wanna wheel and deal, missy?
You take Hal.
- Gal you, boss.
I'll lake real good care of her.
- No, I am not taking Hal.
Do we have a deal?
- Mr. Rose's cut is 10 cents on the dollar.
Do I make myself clear?
- Yeah, that's understood.
- Alright then, pleasure doing business with you.
- Okay, deal, no Hal.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- I was happy.
Il seemed like, just for once,
God smiled down on me.
- You know how much I love you?
I love you so much.
- I love you forever.
- Yeah.
- I got a jab, I need a driver.
- Yeah, I can drive.
How much?
- The usual amount.
- What time do y'all need me there?
- Couple days.
Keep your phone on.
I'll be in touch.
It's done.
- Sometimes you gotta keep the training wheels on,
even though they wanna roll alone.
- We cased the place.
We had blueprints, guard schedules,
and Charlie even had a duplicate
of the security system made for me to practice.
We had all the bases covered.
- Okay.
- We look like we're dressed for a funeral.
- I see you brought your boyfriends,
did you bring the codes?
- That's why we're here, Jack.
- Then let's gel to work.
- Hey, keep an eye on the scanners, alright?
Make sure all the edges are sealed.
This is Seeker's private floor.
There's no cameras here.
There you go.
Beeker put the security cameras in the vault on loop.
Nice.
We got an hour, then Beeker will be here to gel his out.
- Codes.
- Here.
- If even one of those numbers is wrong,
half the police department'll show up outside.
- Listen, little lady.
I got it from Beeker himself.
Wrote the numbers down exactly the way he told me.
- Pressure changes things.
Makes a man write a six instead of a nine.
- Not Beeker, the man's ice.
- I was talking about you.
- You two about done bickering?
- Your husband's a prick.
You could do so much better.
Yo, what's it doing?
- It's synchronized the alarms,
it's deciphering codes in stages.
Each stage has a different color.
- What the hell are we waiting for?
- That.
- Beeker's in the van.
We'll split the bonds up there.
- You know, something's been bothering me.
Now why would Beeker show up here in person
and put himself at risk?
- Fuck.
- Olivia, slay down.
- Olivia, we gotta get the fuck out now.
- I'm not leaving Jack.
- Don't worry about me, go with him.
Get out of here.
- Unlock this door.
- Look, I can't help Jack, I can only help you.
- You are not leaving Jack.
- I'm getting paid, motherfucker.
- Jack, oh Jack, you out there, son?
Listen I got a confession to make, pal.
Your wife whispered in my ear
that she wants to suck my dick.
You like that?
I'll make you a deal.
You give me what's mine and I'll let you go.
Il wasn't supposed lo be like this, Jack.
- Oh yeah?
How was it supposed to be?
You kill us and take the bonds?
- You got it.
Hey, get the fuck out there.
Nice shot, Jack.
Too bad it wasn't me.
Listen, fuck Beeker.
Why should he get the money?
Me and you, we split the money, 50/50.
How's that sound?
- Sounds like bullshit.
- Hey Jack.
After I kill you, I'm gonna fuck that little whore of yours.
You keep what's mine.
Oh shit.
You hear that?
We're both gonna go to fucking prison.
You wouldn't, uh,
you wouldn't shoot a man in the back, would you?
- Yes, I would.
Gun, he's got a gun.
Geez, we got a situation here.
Call for backup.
- Margaret, don't bring it up again.
Just tell the guys there's a ladder in the garage,
or we'll rent theirs, 'cause they'll charge you rent.
And have them climb up on the roof
and don't tell 'em we don't have insurance.
No, I'm not gonna discuss it with you now,
I'll do it when I gel home.
- Warden.
- How're you, sir? - I'm fine.
- Thank you for your service to your client.
But you are done here, sir.
' Thank you.
- I love the word barrister, I always have.
And you have the best job in America,
when you become a judge.
Because every day you gel to go to work
with a chance to be fair.
- Thanks again, Warden. - Good day, sir.
See, it's pan of my job.
And your job is trying to be Spiderman
and climb up to second stories and do bad things.
And you got caught.
Would you rather have the water warmer or colder'?
Strip.
Full frontal.
Very good, you'll do.
You don't need to cover it, bud,
we couldn't be shocked by anything you'd have.
Hello son. - Sir.
- How're you today, sir? - Good, sir.
- Good.
How about you?
- About ready to get out of here.
- Very good, sir.
Hey.
Well, that didn't work.
Maybe you're just rude.
You don't have manners.
When one of your betters is outside and front of the bars,
you stand up, turn around,
and look him in the goddamned eye.
That's more like it.
You know what I need from you?
Your attention.
And I'm gonna demand it
every time I look in your fucking eyes.
How're you enjoying our fine facility?
I hope it's up to your standards.
Is it to your liking?
Or have you seen better?
Or would you rather be in a hole underground?
Can you hear me'?!
Because it's important you hear me.
Every time I've ever looked in your face,
even back in my office,
you never look your eyes off me.
I'm not that tucking attractive, bud.
You always give me that gold stare,
it don't mean shit to me, you're not gonna scare me down.
You understand that, don't you?
I don't care how bad you think you are.
You're not as bad as the executioner.
- Hey, fish.
Gut my jellies?
Do you know what's happening here'?
You know what's happening?
- Fuck off. - Party, motherfucker.
A big party.
Get over here.
- I'm gonna skullfuck you, pretty boy.
- A little present from the Warden.
- Hell yeah, that's what's up.
- What the fuck are you?
- Remember me, motherfucker?
- You've been up to a In! of bad shit, son.
Why do I stay?
You know what I stay, 'cause I like bad guys.
Because they don't wanna be bad guys.
And a lot of 'em think we're the bad guys,
and I'm a bad guy.
And I like criminals, professionals at what they do.
I particularly like the second story man,
'cause he's gotta be athletic, he's gotta be agile.
He's gotta think.
You put all that ingenuity together,
and you wonder, why can't we all just gel along?
- What's your proposition, Warden?
- You know the difference between a criminal,
and a law man?
One,
lives rent free, three meals a day, a bed.
The other one,
can't even pay his rent.
And our uncle, who lives back there on the east coast,
doesn't pay people like me shit.
Now I'm thinking of retiring soon.
And I got three daughters.
So you do the math.
- You know what the real difference
is between crooks and law men is, Warden'?
- Try me,
- What side of the bars they're on.
- That's clever.
With a mind like that,
you should be nowhere near an institution like this.
You wanna slay here the rest of your life?
Or you wanna be out there?
You want your girl running around,
outside the walls of this prison, looking like she does?
Without supervision?
I don't think so.
Now, in your own mind, are you better in or out?
Because that's what we're talking about.
So let's make a deal, and you can lake a hike,
and I can quit being a fucking warden.
If you're gonna make a deal with me,
you're gonna shake my hand.
Deal.
- The Warden's proposition was simple.
Some snitch had let it slip
that a drug deal was going down by the border.
Having me get the cash kept his hands clean.
And in return, I got a get outta jail free card
with a new identity, and a second chance at life.
And lucky for me, there was a good hearted woman wailing.
- You okay?
You don't have to do this.
We can go away, start again.
- We'll just have lo do it someplace else.
- Warden. - Yeah.
- Yeah, we're here, we're packing in.
- Just stay with him until the deal's done.
You understand that, right?
- Gut it.
You better be the shot you say you are, boy.
I can't see a goddamn thing.
- Get ready with the bullhorn.
- No one else needs to get hurt.
You just do exactly what I say.
Drop your guns, throw your keys, and keep walking.
Walk away and don't look back.
- You only killed two, goddamn it.
- There's no need to kill the rest.
- I'll say what is needed, convict.
- Drugs weren't part of the deal.
- Your deal, not ours.
- Yeah. - Warden.
They checked into the motel you got 'em.
- That's good.
You know what the story is.
- Yeah.
- You know what you have to do.
Got it'? - Copy that.
- Warden's man look the drugs,
but I held onto the money.
He'd meet me at the hotel in the morning,
and I'd exchange his money for my new life.
In the morning we'll just give this money to Morton.
And we're done.
- I don't know.
This whole thing feels off.
Promise me, this is the last one.
I can't lose you.
- On one condition.
Will you spend the rest of your life with me?
- Yes.
- Try it on.
It fits.
What do you think?
- It's beautiful.
- Tell me how it looks in the light.
- It sparkles.
- It sparkles like your eyes.
- I love it. - I hope so.
- You spoiled me.
- When all this is done, we'll have enough money.
We'll start over again.
We're gonna have a house, maybe two baby boys.
I'll even retire, you know,
be a postman like a regular old job or something.
Just to he able to wake up every morning next to you.
What do you think about that, babe'?
- I love you so much.
- I'm glad you do.
- Thank you, baby.
- Baby, gel down.
- Go on, gel him.
. Baby-
It's okay.
No no, babe, no you're okay, you're okay.
You're okay, hey, you're gonna be okay.
Olivia.
Please stay awake.
Just a little longer,
we're gonna get that house I promised you.
Okay.
We got a lot left to do.
- I love you, Jack.
- Olivia.
I'm sorry.
Olivia.
Please.
Tick.
Tick lock.
Tick.
Took.
Tick.
Took.
And so it goes.
- This was good.
This was a lot of progress.
And,
tomorrow we'll get to the underlying...
- Tomorrow I have a date with a real doctor.
You know what the worst part is?
Nobody's gonna be there to see me off.
Anyway-
It was nice talking with you, Amanda.
- You too, Jack.
- I am telling you, he's one nasty son of a bitch.
He hires young, he pays more than all his competitors,
and when he gets his hooks in 'em, he doesn't let go.
- Check all his analysts.
Even his guys down there in the trenches,
they're bound to make a mistake.
And when they do, we will be ready.
We will be ready.
Good work, Mr. Cartwright. - Thank you.
- Good work.
Jill, give us a minute.
- Yeah sure, no problem. - Thank you.
- Dr. Tyler.
- There you go. - What do you got for me?
You can't be serious. - I'm serious.
- Texas versus Johnson.
Okay.
You claim you wanna save lives, Doctor.
You preach fighting the good fight.
You wave your flag of justice around your lecture hall
like some avenging angel.
But this?
This is not a case study.
This is not about theorizing, glorifying, or grandstanding.
Dr. Tyler, this is about paying a debt.
It's not just a debt to the families of the victims,
but to society, righting a terrible wrong,
and preventing future wrongs.
Protecting the innocent.
And you, of all people, should understand that
since your husband was murdered.
Am I correct?
- Yeah, you're correct.
My husband was murdered.
So let me ask you a question.
- Shoot.
- What if this time, perpetuating the cycle
and continuing down the wrong path,
and protecting a broken system,
isn't what's best for society?
- System's far from broken, Doctor.
We're traveling down a path humanity's been navigating
since the dawn of society.
Law and order.
Crime and punishment.
Til for tat.
Be living in a constant state of hypersensitivity.
Wouldn't you say?
- No, we've moved beyond that.
We are past reacting off of just our primal instinct.
- We've moved beyond.
Okay, Doc. Okay.
Look who you're talking to here.
You're gonna sit here and tell me this.
Even though an educated black man in a three piece suit
right here in the good slate of Texas
can't run down the street
without possibly being mistaken for a criminal
and shot down like a dog?
That we have evolved.
I'd have to argue against that, Doctor.
It's a delicate balance.
Punish too harshly, you have a revolt.
Don't punish enough, you have anarchy.
See, the very fear of violence keeps violence at bay.
By not responding lo violence with violence,
we lake away that fear,
and we take away the very thing
that keeps our system intact.
So no, Doctor, our system is not broken,
we are not headed down the wrong path.
I'm doing my job for society.
Whether you are or not is yet to be seen.
- What about compassion and empathy?
And mercy?
- Mercy.
We're all just pieces on the board, Doctor.
We're just pieces on the board.
- Yeah, well, at the end of the game,
the king and the pawns go in the same damn box.
You don't wanna help me?
I'll take it to the Governor myself.
- Time to go.
- Yea, though I walk through
the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me,
surely the goodness of mercy
shall follow me all the days of my life.
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
- Any last words, Shea?
- The worst pan is,
nobody's gonna be there to see me off.
- I love you.
I'll see you soon.
- Violence.
What is the cause?
To truly understand the nature of violence,
we need to lock beyond the individual.
We need to look at the culture of violence
that permeates our society.
And we also need to look at the way
that we punish those that commit acts of violence.
Because when we answer violence with violence
and trade death for death,
all we're doing is perpetuating a vicious cycle.
- Bu! what if someone you love was murdered?
Would you feel that answering
violence with violence is appropriate?
- I believe I would feel that in the moment.
But I wouldn't want their deaths avenged
by a cruel and capricious system.