Goodbye, my most trusted friend.
Stay out of your sister's way.
You need to work together. The business stays as is.
You look cold. Come on. Let's get you in a blanket.
It'll be over in a second.
My name... Lovely.
We have to help her.
It's a bad idea for you, for me.
She's bleeding on my kitten.
This girl is trouble you don't need. I will dump her on the beach.
No.
I had a dream about a tiger from the ocean before I found her.
She's not a tiger. That is a tiger stone.
What is the message?
I don't know yet.
Just because you had a dream about her doesn't mean I have to help.
Oh, no, no, stop, stop. We do not wish to hurt you.
You need a hospital.
No hospital. No hospital.
Hospital means cops. No cops.
See? Trouble.
Do you want her to die in here?
Then I could dump her. Stanley Cheri.
Where can we take her?
Okay.
This way?
Okay.
Go away!
Hijos de mierda! Coño!
Aquí no.
Hey. I'm with a patient. She is badly hurt. She needs help.
No. Get out of my operating room.
- But you are a doctor. - Not for this.
Gunshot, stab wounds. That is trouble. No trouble here.
I stay away from everything illegal. Everything here is illegal.
Get out. Get out. But you are a doctor.
You vowed to treat people who need it. She needs your help. Please.
Saving lives once meant something to you.
It's my own ass I save now. You do not fix her,
she dies, right here in your house.
Then you will have real trouble.
Police will come, find out what you do here.
Wait outside. Okay.
Kazimir.
You lose entire shipment of women, yeah?
- Shrinkage happens. - Fucking shrinkage?
Mateo, you guaranteed me the shipment would make it.
Another shipment is en route. Arrives in a few days.
And what you do of escaped women? Nothing. They're in the wind.
Better women drown than be in the wind.
I do deal with you behind Federov's back.
He hear about women in Miami, women that he not traffic.
He start asking questions. Our partners are discreet.
Your boss won't find out. You don't know Federov.
Former Spetsnaz, wet work, motherfucking torture. Mateo!
I've heard the rumors.
It's-- Rumor? It's not freaking rumor. Federov find out and I die.
And we'd lose a very important business partner.
I can keep you safe.
Safe. Not possible. It is if Elias stays with you.
You've heard the rumors about him?
Elias will protect you until the shipment arrives.
That's how much I value our partnership.
I'm sorry. This is a little tense, all right?
Okay.
He loses his nerve, don't let him do anything stupid.
Sam will join you soon.
Let's get Caroline out of the way.
Hola, hermanos.
Caroline.
What's this? I'm making Dad's favorite dish.
To honor him?
Sam gets it. What's your excuse?
I can think of better ways to remember him.
How about we do a shot? Make it two.
I'll join you.
To Dad.
To all he built and all he sacrificed for us.
Salud. Salud.
Still disgusting.
No finish at all. Awful.
Dad, and his shitty taste in liquor.
Come. I want to show you something.
Abaka. How'd you come up with that?
It's one of Haiti's most beautiful beaches.
A Haitian name for a building in Miami?
For a sky rise in Little Haiti.
- Plant your flag there first. - Exactly.
I need an extra 20 million to lock in the bid.
- Take out a loan. - At six percent?
Fuck you, Teo. Dad promised the money would be there.
Gonna take a few weeks.
Dad also promised once he was gone, nothing would change.
This sounds like change. What happened? Doesn't concern you.
I control 51 percent of RRG Holdings.
My real estate business cleans your money, so guess what? It does concern me.
What happened?
The Jonzes became a problem.
They had to be eliminated.
Dad's most reliable runners? They were skimming.
Is this true? I was as surprised as you are.
Other developers are circling, one project will be approved.
A vanity project? A legitimate revenue stream.
If you can make it solvent. Complete legitimacy is what Dad wanted.
Like any good father would want for his children.
Unless, of course, you want your sons to follow in your footsteps.
Is that what you want, Teo? What Gabi wants?
You leave my family out of this. We'll get you your money.
How? I'll sell a piece from Dad's collection.
You'll have the wire in a week at most.
No toques eso.
How bad was it? Gunshot grazed you.
Knife missed internal organs. Ow!
Another day or two, sepsis would have set in.
But that's what antibiotics are for.
How you feeling? Okay. Considering.
You're young. You'll heal quickly. And have a couple scars.
I can help with that.
Enhance your cup size. Make it so no one looks anywhere else.
I'm good with eye contact. Thanks.
Take this with food...
twice a day.
How much do I owe you?
Fifteen hundred. Cash.
I don't have that kind of money. You think I work for free?
That this is some sort of negotiation?
I would be happy to work off my debt.
I can do whatever you need. Bookkeeping, cleaning, scheduling.
I don't need no fucking apprentice.
Like I said, I don't--
Bring me my money by the end of the day, or I call the police,
with an anonymous tip about a girl. A girl who looks just like you.
Gunshot and stabbed girl.
A girl who's messed up with some bad people.
Ilegales.
And your fingerprints will stand as my receipt.
Fifteen hundred dollars? How will you come up with that?
I know a place in Key Largo.
Give me a ride? I'll pay you.
Both of you. How much?
A hundred each. Plus gas money.
Today is my day off. I spend my day off with my kitties.
Bring them along.
♪ It is the night My body's weak ♪
♪ I'm on the run No time to sleep ♪
No. My truck. My music.
Christopher Cross is the best. My dad would agree with you.
Played it all the time when I was a kid.
Are you okay?
Yeah, fine.
Did you know Michael McDonald sings backup on this track?
Mm-hmm.
♪ And I really Don't know anymore ♪
Deep cut. You must really love this album.
It was released in December, 1979. Cross won five Grammys in 1981.
Record of the year for "Sailing," my favorite song of the year.
Album of the year. Certified five times platinum.
Over five million copies sold nationwide.
Someday, I'll find this LP and add it to my collection.
Is this yacht rock all you listen to? Yes.
It's relaxing.
Hey!
That is not a Haitian dish. It's menudo, my mother's recipe.
Why bring it here?
As a first-generation American and local business owner,
I like to connect with others who share my story.
And what better way to connect than through food?
Local business owner?
You live on San Marino Island, Ms. Carver.
Are you stalking me, Councilman?
I vetted you.
You received the same treatment as every other developer
looking to capitalize on Little Haiti's ten-foot elevation.
Although, you are the only one who thought to try to win over my constituents
with homemade soup.
Treating each developer the same doesn't serve your district.
A capitalist is a capitalist. I'm the only Miami native.
You're still an interloper. Silicon Valley tech bros
and Big Apple hedge funders don't have your community's interests at heart.
My project accounts for low-income housing and mixed-use retail space,
so local business owners aren't priced out of their neighborhood.
How altruistic.
Are my competitors willing to spend 20 million
on the soccer complex you're looking to build?
I haven't asked. With me, you won't have to.
Come to my office. Hear my pitch.
The council has made the decision.
The GreyStone developers have won the bid.
Is that where your family died?
At least the house didn't burn. All right, park up there.
I'll slip in, grab the cash, meet you guys back here.
Slip in? Police are everywhere.
There are cops on the other side of this, too,
if I don't pay that back-alley doctor.
She is trouble. We leave her here.
You leave me, you don't get paid.
We will wait. You get caught, we leave.
I thought I saw something. I'm gonna go around back and check.
Copy that.
Sir.
Hey, now.
Thank you.
Hey, Isabel. Kincaid.
Thanks for granting me access.
Scratch my back, I scratch yours.
Ah! Devil.
Who sent you down here? Ah, Come on, Izz.
- You know better than to ask. - Yeah, yeah.
Hoping one day you'll come back to join us.
Want to pay my alimony? No, I do not.
So...
The entire family was killed.
Shot at close range before their bodies were torched.
Didn't leave much to work with.
- Family of seven? - Eight.
One of the victims was full-term. Jesus.
Execution-style killing is...
rare for the Keys.
That's why MDPD's been pulled in. Forensics find anything?
Trace amounts of cocaine, heroin, and marijuana
on boats registered to Dan and Leah Jonze.
Luggage loaded into vehicles. Looks like a family was running drugs.
Tried to leave in a hurry and-- And didn't make it, yeah.
Any leads on who they might have been running for?
Throw a rock.
You know how many cartels operate in South Florida. Hmm.
Mind if I check out the house?
Hey! Hey! No. Hey, stop!
What the hell are you doing? This is an active crime scene.
How did you get back here?
Christ, you're deaf.
No cleaning today. Do you understand?
No... trabajo.
Uh-- No, no, no. Hey, stay here.
Hey! Stop!
Who is that?
Some deaf cleaning girl.
Neighbor said a girl worked for the Jonzes.
Benita.
I'll have a uni track her down once the crime scene's been processed.
Go, go, go!
Eighteen-hundred and sixty.
As promised. My first Benjamins.
For kitten food and litter.
Mama Cat will thank you. Mama Cat left. They have me.
How long have you been in Miami? You come with your family?
No. They're still in Haiti?
They died in a hurricane.
I'm really sorry to hear that.
It was a long time ago.
Tiger-Jonze Marina is your home?
Not anymore.
Because of the fire? Because men killed my family.
The 12 men you want to kill? Kill? Why would you think that?
Lovely. You told her on the raft, she told me.
Why are you looking at me like that? You said you wanted to kill 12 men.
Avenge your family. I am not judging you.
I've seen people I love gunned down by gangsters,
run out of their homes.
I have walked through ashes too.
They're not crying.
- Stanley! - They're dead!
No. They're okay, Stanley. They're okay!
They're dead! They're not dead, Stanley.
I don't want them to die!
No. No, no!
Easy, easy. I do not have any ID.
I don't either.
It'll be okay. Pull your vehicle over.
Stanley, they're okay. They're just sleeping.
Okay.
You know what you did back there? I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
What the hell is going on here?
He didn't mean to drive erratically, officer, or speed.
It's just that Stanley is neurodivergent,
and specific things can trigger an episode.
And he thought his kittens were sick, and they mean a lot to him.
License and registration.
Wait inside the vehicle.
Don't worry, Stanley. They're breathing.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Please don't.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
♪ Well, it's not far down To paradise ♪
♪ At least it's not for me ♪
♪ And if the wind is right You can sail away ♪
♪ Find tranquility ♪
♪ Oh, the canvas Can do miracles ♪
♪ Just you wait and see ♪
♪ Believe me ♪
♪ Sailing takes me away-- ♪
Mr. Cheri.
Are you okay to drive?
Mr. Cheri. I need to know if you can safely operate this vehicle.
I'm okay.
How did you know to do that?
I saw it in a documentary.
I have seen documentaries too. Does not mean I remember details.
Guess that one stuck.
How did you know about Stanley?
I've seen people like him before.
How's that? You made it.
You knew how to get through to him.
It presents as social awkwardness. It's not a big deal--
Are you some kind of genius?
Hardly. I just sponge up information.
If I've read it, seen it, or heard it...
gets locked in my mind.
What a blessing.
Till it's not.
What the hell is this? That is a notebook.
It's my mom's handwriting, but it's all written in some sort of code.
Order number 22.
Thanks. Allô,Rodrigo.
I like your skates. Oh! Thanks.
And your smile.
Appreciate you.
All right, I gotta get back to work. Au revoir,Rodrigo.
Lovely. Bacon double cheeseburger.
Stanley, crispy chicken.
Extra pickles.
First taste of American fast food?
What do you think? Not as good as my mother's cooking,
but very tasty.
Where's Mom now?
With God.
I didn't mean to-- It is okay.
What gives me peace is knowing she is at peace.
She wanted me here years ago, but...
I could not leave.
Not until I knew she was safely on the other side.
It's good you got to say goodbye.
Miss Caroline?
Nancy's here.
Hey, Nance.
Hey.
Oh!
How you holding up, hmm?
I miss him. Of course you do, the old prick.
Withdrawn.
He was a great man.
Who deserves to be honored.
What do you want to do?
Start a foundation in his name?
Donate? Break ground on a new project.
- How very you. - There's only one problem.
The bid went to someone else.
Well...
tell me who to target.
I'll take care of it.
Look who's back.
You have my money?
It's all there.
Fifteen hundred.
Hm. So, the stabbed girl is resourceful.
I'm a problem solver.
It's all here. I never saw you.
And I will lose your prints.
I'm sorry about your family.
Thank you.
What is that?
Is that camera?
It's hidden camera.
It's hidden fucking camera. Fuck!
There's no camera. It's just a hole.
No. Federov can see me. He knows.
Fuck!
Who is that? Don't worry about it.
Who are you texting? Anya.
Hey! Hey!
Fucking rat!
Fucking hell!
I solved the problem. Let's go.
Kazimir was a liability.
I didn't tell you to kill him.
He was going to expose you to Federov.
He needed to be dealt with quickly. I don't need context.
I need loyalty. The call was mine to make.
Your father would understand. The old man is gone!
He counted on you, Elias.
Can I?
I swore to your father I would protect you and your brother.
Like Dad said, a one-owner dog...
needs a strong hand.
Your favorite, my old friend.
Hey! Where you going? Get out of the way!
- There goes breakfast! - We just broke your eggs?
You should lay some more!
What?
Hey, hey. Really sorry, man!
My most trusted friend.
I've decided something.
Okay.
You can stay in my Chevy tonight.
You said I was trouble. You are.
So, why the change of heart?
You're also good.
You don't know that.
I do.
Maybe I was wrong about you.
Thanks, Stanley. You're welcome.
Your picture, please.
What picture? The one tucked in your shorts.
Why?
This is a funeral for your family.
No. You need to mourn them.
What good does it do?
Won't change anything. Won't bring them back.
Pushing thoughts of your family away will not work.
The dead do not wish to be forgotten.
As if I could.
I will never forget them.
I will never forget what happened.
It is seared into my mind.
Then do not do it for you.
Do it for them.
Their souls deserve safe passage to the other side.
Fine. Jesus.
If you prefer. I was going to pray to Bondye.
Like God?
Oui.
Is there anything you would like to say?
I don't know. What should I say? Whatever is in your heart.
I miss you all...
so much.
Mom...
I love you.
I'm really sorry I didn't say it back.
Wyatt, Nate, I love you.
And Carla...
Rosie, and your baby.
Dad, I love you.
God, I miss you so much.
Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
Bye.
Bondye...
please safely guide the souls of this family to heaven.
Wait, that's the only one I have. Wait.
You will carry them in your heart.
Will...
Will the prayer and the Bondye stuff still work if I keep it?
Of course.
Why'd you save me?
I had a dream about you before I found you in the ocean.
You saved me because of a dream?
Dreams contain very important messages.
We are connected until the message is received.
This may be hard...
to see right now...
but there is a purpose for you too.
I'm going to find them.
And I'm going to kill them.
All of them.